Surviving - phase II

Kolkata became a completely new place to me this past one week. Not for one moment I had the bliss of experiencing relief. The motive was to get all the things done, as in all the possible things from writing different letters to the superhuman task of getting all of them signed by our college authority. Things that could have been all done and settled in a matter of two hours took two entire days. Participating in competitions and seminars at such a disruptive juncture of my life felt like an immense challenge. But I had to do it, because I wanted to. Getting involved in politics that was never meant for me was a source of displeasure to many who thought I was rather enjoying it. Come on now, I am not an attention seeker! And to top it all, some brains could not get away with the recently published post graduation results and never failed to remind me that there were no first classes in our previous batch (do I even care!). And suddenly when things started getting normal, Kolkata started getting more like Kolkata and I made the situation worse by deciding to travel by Bus during the pujo time. I am sure by now most people know that I am indeed exhausted! After three days of traveling in a bus, i suddenly realized that time was more important than money and I could let go a few bucks to waste my time the way I would love to, instead of just dosing inside the bus and wandering when would I reach home. And there is yet no single moment when I don't think about you , father. How am I still managing to live life without you? I wonder!