Done with College!

Damn! Wasnt it just yesterday that it was my first day and I was a little skeptical about joining this particular college? :/

What just happened? Where did the three years go? Frankly, I have no recollection whatsoever. (No, no hangovers please!) Here I am, a graduate with not an iota of sense than before.

Or maybe I do, as I said, I have no idea!

My class :)

I used to hate college back in my first year. It was worse than school! All that discipline, strictness, attendance issues left me wondering, "weren't these things just supposed to be forgotten back at school?"

But Nahh, that's how my college works.

And, after three years, I'm so gonna miss that. I'm proud of the tough environment, the conditioning to smile and find joys in every little thing that we've inculcated. I'm proud of the maddening deadlines, the million examinations and everydamnthing that makes me what I am today.

I made some crazy friends, lost some, learnt some lessons, had the time of my life, joked around, fooled (myself), and yeah, studied. I did.

I know I'm ranting, maybe not making any sense with all the disconnected topics that I am jumping from here to there. But the thing is that I'm a wee bit scared.

Okay, A LOT.

It just feels like some void is coming through. Like it's coming around and someday, will hit us with full blast. It's scary, and I don't really wanna face it. The carefully built up life that we had, will come crashing down in one single moment.

I'm waiting for it..

Till then, I'll keep on preparing myself!

The Dilemma of Food-a-holic!

Let's start with the alarming facts first:

I've put on 5 Kgs in the past 2 months.

That is something to believe the title, I guess. :/

I hate exams, to begin with. It's not about the studying part, (that's a well established fact that we all hate studying!) but the kilos we pile up. I keep eating and munching and gobbling something or the other 24*7! And, most of the times it's those pick-me-up-fatty-foods.

I try staying healthy. But, cannot.

Why on earth would you pick a salad, when you can savour a delicious mango shake topped with whipped cream?
Or a plate of aloo-tikki?

Or maybe some gorgeous mayonnaise sandwiches?

You get my point, don't you?

On top of it, I have cultivated this fetish for cooking all of a sudden. Talk about all the calamities striking the same moment. Yes, cooking is great, it's a lot of fun, to buy those beautiful ingredients and whip up something to gobble down again!

Lots of cribbing apart, and not to forget the damnable calories, I love scourging the net for those easy-to-make delicious dishes, and keep on experimenting around. I never knew cooking was THAT fun and not some rocket-science as well..!

The best part: You don't have to follow those recipies to the T. You can always experiment and whip up something uniquely yours :)



P.s: Something waiting in my list of bookmarks to be tried out after the exams: Poached Pears with Ice Cream and Raspberry Sauce

Sounds Delicious, doesn't it?