Scooters, Vacation, Fall

Out of a strange coincidence, the stuff I'm about to blog about is also the stuff thats mentioned as the examples for post labels, at the bottom of every 'New Post' window.

Those of you who blog probably know what I'm talking about.

I'm going to go in Reverse order here, starting with-

Fall-

In Mumbai, the Fall season is just that bit of time between The Monsoons and Winter, lasting anywhere from a week to a month, depending on our irregular weather patterns.

This year though, it was gloomy as hell. Dark clouds all the time, but no rain. Cloudy skies, humid air, and October heat coming a month early.Fall was pretty FAIL.

Good thing it's over, and I'm now in the winter of Assignments and Exams. All the things that make it good have been thrown to hell this year, what with exams 4 days before Christmas and 2 days after New Years.

What the Fuck, Mumbai University?

Anyway, switch Tags to Vacations-

I headed down to Pune recently.

Hung out for the Diwali weekend at my cousins house, which I haven't been to in 4 years.

Where I learnt to ride a motorbike.

(Okay, I didn't know how to ride one until recently. If you have something negative to say about that, Bite Me)

Since I was learning, (and I didn't have my licence right then) I rode at night.

Oh crap it's fun.

Especially in Pune, where the roads are in awesome shape. Like they've been through a complete Overhaul recently.

(Speaking of overhaul, I changed my Blogger template to an xml theme. Do post suggestions concerning the same)

Oh , and I'm kind of on vacation now, too.

No wait, this doesn't count, it's PL*. It's like Holidaying in Prypiat.

(*PL, for those lucky enough to lead lives so happy and fulfilling that they never had to hear this term, means 'Preparatory Leave'. As in, Holidays right before an exam.)

Strangely though, I feel an almost pathological need to post on my blog during high stress times such as this...

...And moving on to- Scooters

I'm buying one.

Well, not ME, my parents are.

And It's not really FOR ME either, it's just for general use.

It's an Access 125

One of these-

Happy though I am, I'm not too excited.

After all, I can just use it from time to time.

Plus, In the immortal words of my friend Divesh, it's not exactly awe inspiring.

As he says-

'Just try riding up to a pretty girl from class who's waiting at the bus stop and say "Hey there, need a ride?"

If you're sitting on say...a Yamaha R15, chances are higher that she'll jump right on.

But if you're on an Activa or something, it's just going to look pathetic'

I'm not inclined to agree with him, but he does make an excellent point.

Sweet, Sweet, Frightening Freedom...

CET is over. Done with. The last really important Engineering Entrance exam that I had to write. I'm free. Free like a bird. Shit, this is hard to accept. Like the shackles have fallen away, but I'm still not moving. Like I've done my Jail Time, and I don't know what to do now that I'm out of Prison.

Had a ridiculously fun time on the 12th. Headed out with my college friends. The guys I mentioned last time. Headed out to Ghatkopar, which, while not being much of a place to hit clubs or whatever, Is a place where the dudes love their food.

We spent close to four hours there, talking, laughing, stuffing our faces, and walking about town at 10:30 (the dead of night for Ghatkopar) laughing loud enough to wake the dead. Or at least some Gujju aunties. We were being ridiculously loud and obnoxious. In a loud and obnoxious way. Which is of course, loudly. And with great obnoxiousness. It was hella fun. Vents the bad vibes right out of your system. It also helps that I really don't know anybody who lives there, so I could be as L & O (don't tell me you need me to type that out once more) as I wanted.

And through that, no calls from my parents asking about when I was coming home. Because there wasn't much need for me to be at home. I'd just be passing time there too.

Right there, if you listened hard enough, you could hear the silence, which is also the sound of someone not nagging you.
Which is something I've been waiting four bloody years for.

But that silence ended up being very unsettling. Once you have the freedom to do as you please, you don't really feel like doing anything at all.

But screw that, Over the course of two long and painful years I have made a list of things to do, and I'll be damned if anything gets in my way now. Even my own disinterest.

I'm going to update like a fiend from now on. Telling you about the Hella fun I intend to have.