Sunday Mornings.....

Ah! Sweet Sunday mornings.... Its a wonderful feeling to get up late just 15 minutes before the formal mess closing times... Almost most of the students I suspect just have a brush, a facewash (go to the loo..thats intended...otherwise u know what happens ! :-)) and rush to the mess...just minutes before the informal closing time of 10:00 am. The mess authorities here in this institute are very liberal, they understand the psychology of students and don't close the mess for atleast half an hour after mess timings on Sundays!
Sunday is 'the' word,....Memories keep coming back of the good times I had with my friends back in college. Well it was no different but nevertheless it was more exciting and lively. I remember that there also we used to get up late, but the people in that mess were not so liberal.. But not to worry because we have friends and that's what friends are for! Well there would be a long line as usual, and if we somehow get to know that one of our friends is standing in that queue (mostly dreaming) we ask that good friend of us to pick up a dosa for us also... Of course the queue system anywhere in India is amazing, it always ends up putting up a fight...and the reason for it here was of course that extra dosa... Our brave friend would brush of all rude comments, and bring that life back in you. A cup of coffee and everything's set!
Not to mention about the morning gossip and endless planning to go see a movie which finally gets cancelled at the last moment. One group proceeds to solve the crossy and one group goes to see the matrimonial section of Classifieds. What fun we used to have commenting on 50 year olds advertising to get a "beautiful, smart, slim, tall.....girl". Lazy as it used to be Sundays were really giving a sense of content and fulfillment. Maybe we wanted to live our entire life on that day, as Monday would be soon approaching and it would be 6 days (it would seem like eternity) before the next sunday comes.
For me the TV room was a recluse, watching all nonsense programs also movies whose language I didn't understand, just for timepass... Well life has changed but not too much. I still get up late and run to the mess, except there are no friends who keep a dosa for you... still solve the crossy but all alone.... still read the classifieds, with smiles and no laughter... and TV room is a no no these days... Iam sure life will change, for the better or worser I don't know! but one thing I know for sure that Sundays will remain the same, remebering the good times I had with friends in college.... This blog is a tribute to all my best friends and for the good times we had in college..
Before I start crying let me sign off (jus joking)...
Chalo cya !