Spurious Hourglass..!!

16 years back I was taught in class 3rd that an hour was equivalent to 60 minutes. The then Shweta never doubted anything the teacher taught coz of 2 reasons..!!

1) She was too small to do so

2) She wasn't as over smart as she is today ;)

Got that concept of HOUR and MINUTES well glued to the grey cells. After crediting roughly 150,000 of the hours to the Expense account of my life(that is the ACCOUNT class effect on me), I take a look back at the INCOME STATEMENT..!! And here go the Debits and Credits...!!

Shweta Rathi

For the year ended September 2011

(Emotions)

September 2010

Starts with the GRE preparation. I dnt remember myself studying so hard after my sophomore engineering Maths exam(I loved M3). Everything I wanted then was a GRE score. A month of relentless efforts that paid off pretty well.

October 2010

Following that was the TOEFL exam which is mandatory. So one should give this exam if they were to be considered to study in US. And assuming that TOEFL was a cake walk, the CRAZY 4 (Shweta, Akshay, Suraj & Rohit) booked our TOEFL dates in GOA..!! yea you got me right..!! GOA..!! And there were 4 other people who geared up for our moral support.

November 2010

Applications time..!! Sleepless nights editing the SOPs and reviewing them and re-reviewing them and contacting other friends in US who had gone thru the process. 10 versions of the SOP and all of them sucked BIG TYM. :D So was the case with other documents. Unlimited trips from Karvenagar to Dhankawadi to Hadapsar and Karvenagar to University to Hadapsar for the transcripts.Pheww..!! And finally the first application.

December 2010

And then the second, thrid and the final one..!!Applications all done cribbing and hating the fact that the essay writing habit was long lost in school.. I so wished I was a regular blogger then. Would have helped me in my applications manifold. Meanwhile, my FIRST admit was making its way to India from Uncle Sam. :)

Disclaimer: Bucks spent for application for education in US is directly proportional to the hair fall due to tenshun of not having any penny at the end of month in spite of the fact that you are employed in a MNC.

**In the process, all the revenues earned were equaling the expenses incurred.

January 2011

Starts with Happy New Year..!!

7 F.R.I.E.N.D.S Haphazard Plan..!! All night drive to GOA..!! Weekend in GOA..!! And back :)

The plan indeed was a success. New Year in GOA..!! You wake up on the 1st of January to find urself in the best place on the continent with the best of friends you had till date..!! Wat else..!!

When returning from the Jannat that GOA is truly named as, there were surprises awaiting me in office. I was put up on a team where acquaintances became intimate friends. That wasnt all. My best friend's wedding at the end of January was another debit to the happiness account. 3 days of total break from work. Typical Maharashtrian wedding..!! Fun filled..!!

February 2011

Go shorty, its ur bdayyy..!!

Awesome happy days at work and super happy days after work coz there was always a plan after office. At work, it was always a huge superb team with awesome ppl whom you dnt feel like leaving, evening snacks being longer than lunches and occasional lunches turning into regular necessity..!! After work, sleepless carrom sessions, midnight DARK PASSIONs at CCD, casual visits to 5 stars, lawn meetings, chats for HOURS which seemed to be like minutes and endless such memories which made me doubt me Class 3 lessons for the first time ever..!! Did I actually pass an hour in 60 minutes? Or did someone trifle with my Hourglass?

March 2011

Its Aamras time baby..!!

Punjabi rasoi and pani puri and kachoris had become irresistible almost everyday.

Sukanta and Supreme sessions had skyrocketed knowing the fact that these would be a distant dream in a couple of months. And so was the case with FLAVORS, our new hangout. Ice cream at Mcdonalds/Swirl was an everyday affair. As an addendum to the course of events, one remarkable event was India's victory in the semi finals and finals. So watching the matches was an imp concern for everyone which multiplied our time together.

April 2011

Shit it was getting close..!! The time to say goodbye :(

Resigned..!! Was all excited as the date was getting closer. After all it was gonna be my first resignation. But the day I wrote the mail, something just wasnt ryt. The typical human in me was resisting the change. The change was being felt in every aspect though. Apart from the regular group hangouts, there were QUALITY time moments spent with every special friend. And every time there was such a situation, the class 3 lesson seemed illusionary. Be it discussing office affairs, or personal or even wedding affairs(not mine of course).. every small talk was never indeed small..!! And the fact that in a month's time, meeting all these intimate friends would be more of a dependency on the technology rather than at my own discretion, triggered the tear glands very often.

May 2011

A month with too many emotions..!! Too many to handle..!! The trigger was no more required now :D Last few days in office, last few days in Pune, last few days with my bestest friends.. last few days remaining to cherish my year old dream LADAKH.. last few days of staying away from home.. :) last few smiles, last few hugs, last few fightings, last few feelings unshared, , and last few moments of love :(

(hate all who can make me cry)

last few hisaabs in RS, last few bitchings ;) last few nautankis, last few grains in the hourglass and last few tears wich still are reluctant to stop..!! :'(

The trip to LADAKH materialised.. Yess Finallyy..!! :) One pic should say it all I guess..!!

This trip deserves a separate post altogether so would respect it enough to come up with a post sometime(for sure) ;);)

June 2011

Home sweet home..!!

Somehow its just magical.. All those emotions playing real nasty college football in your heart are just gone away by mere presence of one person around you all the time. I am talking about my MOM here guys...!! Shoooo off your typical stupid thoughts.. 2 days at home and I was so normal and fine as if I belonged there for ages. And all this was due to her. Her presence made the place adorable and worth staying (in spite of absence of good pani puri, pavbhaji, dossas, choclate sandwiches, CCD sessions) Yeaa I belong to Indian version of College Station..!! :P

July 2011

Visa interview, best friend's wedding v2 and last few days at home.. meeting cousins and relatives.. packing and repacking the bags innumerable times due to the stupid luggage limit.. The third or maybe by now I have lost the count of it.. +1 to the times HOURS seemed smaller than 60 minutes. At the end of July somehow I even doubted that a day comprised 24 hours.. again came the phase of last few things..

Last few things to be packed, last few dal-chawal, last few days in my hometown rather in my home country :( last few instructions from DAD at the airport, last few TAKE CAREs, last few tough times of acting bold and not actually being so..

August 2011

First time in an international flight, no track of time..!! No idea wat games the watch intended to play. And there was altogether no concept of the CLASS 3 lessons. I dnt remember spending 18 hours in the flight. Maybe thats wat ppl call JETLAG which I boasted was none for me. First feeling after getting off the flight "Shit..!! I am in US..!! Miles away from my ppl" and the tear glands u know ;) :P

College Station seemed my hometown in disguise to me..!! :P yea it is an hyperbole..!! no way you cud compare between the two. :D Its a lot more hot here :P

Initial days of settlement and acquaintance to the place. College visits every other day though there was nothing to do.. independence day party and stuff. And the growing group of friends like always.. :)

September 2011

End of the Period for accounting...!! :D

Phewwww..!! Was tough to reach all the way till here :)

Too many things and too less time.. Debit awesome friends, credit homesickness..!! September has been the month of altogether new experiences. First class as an international student, first angrez friends, first shopping, first night visit to the malls, first expressions of bewilderment, first gettogether with fellow Indians, first MAFIA game, first Midnight Yell, first football game, first part time job, and on and on and on..!!

And worth a '/n'(new line).. my FIRST iPHONE :D:D

This blog depicts the TIMELINE of my life's account for one year. The class 3 lessons still are in ICU though. I hope I relieve them someday..!! :):)

Concluding with my fav lines that keep me going all the time..

The woods are lovely dark and deep,

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep..!!