significance of wasted time :)

Carefree and frivolous days, i guess are the most productive days of our life(at least they have been for me). They may not seem apparent at first view but the reflection on your life tends to prove it. Traveling down the memory lane, one gets a vivid glimpse of the time enjoyed is not time wasted overall. Old ways die hard and even now in the fast-changing corporate words, some old ways die harder than others. Killing time is one of them.

It was not a time to be killed but intentionally I annihilated it. To rephrase the undertone its the look on "How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love doing nothing in HBTI-kanpur". And any resemblance to real events, to persons living or dead, is not accidental. It is intentional :)

Essence Of wisdom at Ramu da ki dukan: outside the main gate of the hostel was the favorite pastime in the evening. Bun-butter, bhujiya will be taken as starters and then enjoying the bournvita milk

(everytime cursing the pocket money, which allowed a little less than i wanted to have).

there would start the endless discussion ranging from girls, affairs, studies(in which anurag and pankaj seemed to be more intersted than i and abhishek were). Though at that time it seemed futile but that time is what i miss most.

BC (Baat Cheet or Bakchodi) : We all debate with certain immaturity but with certain passion. Our Bakchodi starts through lengthy discussions on BKT and the teachers of his cadre. Add to that the amazing series of sessions, we went through about maals(girls), Cinema and Cricket with ripping apart both fiction and non fiction literature. I was growing in the mind and soul while speculating the future.