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Page 7 - 18 May, 2006

 Disclaimer: Dates have been quoted from actual hard copies of Maddy's diary.

I walk a lonely road

The only one that I have ever known

Don't know where it goes

But it's home to me, and I walk alone.

Its 11.03 AM, and 18-May-2006 and Maddy restarted his diary, as a place to vent out. The last few years had been difficult and taken their toll.

Class 11 was not at all good, the testosterones of sweet sixteen had hit him hard, and there was bitterness in his life. He started hating mathematics, erstwhile his favorite subject. He scored poorly, and could not make it to the merit lists.

As the wisdom teeth started pushing, he was wiser in Class 12. He scored brilliantly, and managed to get into the much famed north campus. The brilliant scores, however, can only be attributed to some fellow students in the classes, particularly a girl with short height, fair complexion, a few streaks of blond hair and thick, brown rimmed spectacles. A blessing in disguise.

चाँदी जैसा रंग है तेरा सोने जैसे बाल
एक तूही धनवान है गोरी बाकी सब कंगाल

Once Maddy was extremely anxious about getting into some college, this lady coolly scoffed, "ho jaayega yaar, nahi to Stephens se English hons kar lenge aur sath mein koi raapchik sa course". His worries melted away. Yet his close friend and aide whispered in his ear "Check her UCBs, fake hain", but Maddy never cared for anything more than Calculus or matrices etc. They continued in touch through phone (landlines) and emails in those days. (Circa 2003-2004).

The hard work and blessings in disguise paid off. He got admitted to his choice of course in the college location of his choice. However, pursuing multiple studies and his own insomnia, the rush of hormones and multiple events of his life, sands of time took a toll. The earlier a soft and geeky nerd listening to Kishore Kumar has now changed.

He has become a well learned polyglot, who could bleed acidic expletives in at least 7 languages apart from mother tongue, could understand and sing songs in another 3 languages, even translate some of them to Sanskrit just for the fun of it.

 

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