I'd rather blog than write a statement of purpose!

Seriously, if only we were allowed to submit a blog instead of a statement of purpose i'd do that gladly!

As I try to stuff my belongings, fragments of the past, a few photographs..memories of this city revolve around my head. Yes its time to go.

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Already supersaturated by the variety of advice & instructions that I have recieved... I'm not really being able to feel anything in particular, except for maybe a bit of anxiety. Otherwise its excitement, happiness, nostalgia, little bit of sadness and all that jazz floating around somewhere in the subfolders of the backup devices of my heart.

The concern from the family forces (and other random forces) is obviously perfect patience testing material... but small talk questions just don't go beyond the following (maybe I should have recorded the answers to the following questions and played them everytime they were asked)

1. So, when do you come back? (Atleast let me leave!!)

2. Excited? ( Cliched question#1)

3. What are you doing about food/will you cook? (Everybody is entitled to have memorable disasters)

Ofcourse the ending to every discourse always goes like..."you will miss all of this/ you will realize once you go" Yep that's something that I don't have too many arguments against... My city and its flavor, the memories that I've made, the people...as much as i complain its all irreplacable but hey, there's Pune waiting to be loaded into the desktop of my life!

PS: Really want to see if all the promises made to us about trips to Goa would be fulfilled :D

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