A Day and a Sem

December has never been the same as it is this year....

As the erratically congested mind of yesterdays, crammed to the top with formulae seemingly never ever discerned before, tries to recompose itself after the unremitting phenomena that we call the end semesters, the vacuum created seems never to fill. Overwhelming all the futile efforts I make to keep my mind somewhere else, it wanders back everytime to the heavy ticks of the countdown that seems to gather speed with every passing minute.

A Day and a Sem... that is exactly what remains of the journey that began three and a half years ago, and has since taken me through all the turns n twists, all the experiences, all the co-passengers, and all the memories that add up to make Priyank Kulshreshtha...

And the time begins to cheat, passing more quickly than ever before. But the moments passed still seem to hang in the air... the things we said to each other, or we never said to each other and understood even better, all of them seem to be coming back in flashes and spells... the time spent together seems to stretch, as if trying to push in that one extra moment together. The memories seem surprisingly fresh, just like the cool breeze that has started blowing through my open window... and I seem to enjoy it.

Weird... I never seemed to enjoy cool breeze this time of the year. Maybe December has actually never been the same as it is this year.

I just wish the next one would be better...