I started writing diary from the age of 11 or 12.. thinking it will help me write an autobiography in the future, like all great people do, sharing the "rich experiences" of their life. Like everyone, I too dreamed of becoming someone 'great' (still no idea what amounts to the greatness I envisioned then). Though long ago left that purpose, still every time I get a new diary, I decide I ll write atleast once in a week so that whenever I feel like going through my best years I could glance thru them, but in these last 10years, my diary entries will total to less than fifty (including some phone numbers I've quoted occasionally in some pages).
Then I started blogging, with more or less similar motivation. But as you can see.. that too is going the same way. Readers relieved of the boredom. Still I do make entries whenever I feel I don't want to miss some events. This post too is to serve that.
Those four best years have passed, with hardly any posts to make me go through it later. Yes finally my B.Tech has come to an end (hopefully,results are awaited). Left the 'Yemmavoos Kudumbam' and wasting my time at home. I ll miss my hostel much more than CET. I ll become sentimental if I blabber more on that.
Will be hitting the God's own Kampus in five days.. Assignments still nowhere reached, still 'in the process of trying to understand' what I am supposed to do. So guess thats it for the updates.. I am too lazy to make elaborate posts..
