Every writer I know has trouble writing. Joseph Heller

So damn lucky! I am on a luck riot. I was late 20 minute today but again the exam sections mismanagement saved my ass. I just wanted to read fucking everything. And that I did finally. But hell, 20 minutes late. I missed my breakfast and lunch today. I was very hungry while writing the paper. But I wanted to top. Fuck yeah, this was my subject. But, even though, paper was easy, I could write 80 marks.

What scared me is that I came to know that for 1st paper, the lowest was 34 out of 100. And for 3rd paper my performance wasn’t that good. Wtf, why just me? Why it’s just me who ends up at the end? Why me? There are others who do not study just like me, but still get marks. Then why me? (That does not mean I expect myself to get those 34 marks). But one thing is sure that this time, I hope I will not be the last finisher. After writing 80 marks you can’t expect to finish well then there must be some serious problem with my attitude. Epic paper just was how I expected it to be.

At the end, waiting at the basketball court watching the sun set was awesomely soothing. It was last one, last one of my life at college. This evening was darker those other days, like harry potter movie. Dark and cloudy sky, windy weather and company of friends. Cheese noodle Frankie and a five star fruit and nut. This was what I celebrated with.

When is your joining date? This was the master question today. The project presentation being on Monday, there are hardly two working days left to wrap up the things. No time to enjoy just yet. Now we all part our ways. Bangalore, Hyderabad, Pune and some staying back in Mumbai. Some going to USA. Here our batch disbands. Friends may not be the same when we meet again. It happened with school friends and same is happening with college friends. I want to cease it to some extent. Lady luck, be with me just like you do every day.

–rd