traumatic journals

The thought of writing journals has always given us goosebumps... it has been the most traumatic situations in these last 5 years... a day before submissions one would harldly kno the course... the unending calls from classmates... G.C. tables... missing pens and pencils... whoa! wat a "BEAUTIFUL" MESS it creates... so much so that this blog is also ever so awaited baby of all this havoc that we are induced to impose on ourselves... but these random moments of life will be cherished by us all life...

overlaping thoughts...

confusing charachters gifted by the mighty Romans... @#&*()( 189876 i ii ix.... GOD! this is so infinite...)

gloomy faculty faces...

shooting dialogues from movies...

hearty purposeless roars of laughter...

thrashing & pampering each other every now and then...

handling mood swings...

throwing tantrums...

tempting food...

hunting for refrences to TOPO from...

and finally the all time tag line... "jaan pe ata he... yaaarrrrr..." dominates our minds...