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Sunday, August 09, 2009

 

My 25th Reunion.

A week from now is my 25th UICT reunion, and I'm scared to death.

Scared to face all my successful classmates, with perfect lives, money and glory, while i have nothing to show for my life except for some graying hair and a slight paunch. I looked at the 2011 UICT Bombay Technologist all night long just staring into the faces of the guys who were undergrads like me, and now are entrepreneurs, scientists, researchers, CEO's and other such successful people.

A few of the glittering successes were close friends of mine. The Tanky has become a leading pharmaceutical researcher and developed a all-in-one capsule for diseases ranging from common cold to cancer. Bevda has developed engines that run on edible oil, and also made all oils consumed by man to be totally fat-free. The Fat Bastard lives in his 200 room villa in southern Italy. One of the losers is now the Mayor of Churchgate and Andheri. The MP from Mumbai is the guy in whose room we used to smoke pot after class. The fellow whose clothes i borrowed many times just published a best-seller. The "Psycho Robot Stabbing Killing m/c" now runs a fashion house in Paris and also is the editor of the "Vogue". And I could go on and on.

Being an eternal Poet (not a good one though) I'll try to summarize my college years in two verses :-

A cup of tea before a Class,
and a smoke thereafter.
Nothing much in between,
save a little laughter.

Shots of Vodka in the night,
And smoking pot too.
But what killed us more,
were Confessions, some of which were true.

A glimpse of a fair maiden,
picturing her to be my wife.
A verse on Her and my Love,
those were the best days of my life.

Meanwhile, I'm still scared as hell.

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