Dark, Cold

Dark, Cold waters, them

I watched everyone enter
Watched them, close
Trying much hard
I still feel the cold
I hated to think of me there
But he pushed me
I fell
Dark, Cold waters, them
Screamed I
But it happened
The waters kissed me
Before I knew,
I kissed back
In love was I
With the Dark, Cold waters
I still feel the cold
I love thinking of me there
I don't want to come out
Plead I
Do not pull me out.

How long has it been that college started? three months?


I remember when it was sort of finalized that I wont be going out of Hyderabad for my undergrads, I felt sick. I've lived here for eleven years already! I need to know what it is like to live outside,on your own, fending for yourself, acting responsible for once! And hey, who wouldn't fancy a fancy hostel life (reasons for which are assumed obvious).
And here I was in Hyderabad, superlatively disappointed that I would be spending the next three years in some Degree college in the town... Guess it worked all the more upon me because of the fact that in the last two to three years, I had made plans of doing my undergrads abroad, and also succeeded in confirming myself an admission in a university! Ardent skeptic that I was about Indian colleges when it came to a not-so-sought-after course, I so didn't even think of any college out here. But I now had to. Ended up joining the only college with a passable reputation- St Francis. Don't ask what the first couple of weeks were like. Not that I hadn't experienced the "all girls" atmosphere before, but there was something unnatural about this place. so many of them, not a single guy.. ouch. "I have to put up with this. *sigh*"....
Gradually, I came to realize that this place actually had smart faculty. The teachers were nice man! And the Arts crowd, I had failed to notice earlier, wasn't that bad after all. In other words, I started to get a hang of it. And here comes the most essential part- Psychology class. The first class we had with Tina ma'am, I found her intimidating! All with her amply animated mannerisms in class, not really a kind of teacher that I had come across before. As days passed, my opinion of her changed to "goood!" and of her classes to "omg! this is fun!!".

That was three months ago. Three months since, my love and respect for her classes and her have doubled day by day. So many of those overwhelmingly eye-opening classes have embedded in my heart, surely to stay forever in my memory till its functional. My knowing of myself was never this unambiguous. I always knew psychology was the thing for me, but Never did I expect myself to fall in love with my class and the people inhabiting it! Such bond that each one has developed with the other, it's beyond my ability to explain.

All in three months.

What excites me more is the fact that this is surprisingly just the beginning. There is more to come!

Today happens to be Tina ma'am's birthday. A beautiful person she is. One of the very special people in my life, and who has made a truly indelible impact on me. She is one sanguine reason for me to rejoice my landing in this college, reinforcing my conviction that Psych is the thing for me, for making psych classes literally the highlight of every single day.
You know what, I am happy. :-)
Happy birthday ma'am. Love you!

*Me*

Look who's blogging ...

Here I go. For those of you who know me, personally, or even just "by structure", thank you for bothering to visit my page. Others, well, no comments (nice way to kickstart a "blog", i know :-P)
I shall try and gather my thoughts well, and post em up ASAP! coz right now, and which is probably evident, I'm not at my communicative best.
However, I shall not fail to acknowledge the fact that a lot of my peers and my psychology classes have inspired me into writing the blogs that follow.
Keep looking out for this space then!
*Me*