faking a graduation.

     *Teehee* If graduation gown and cap is all it takes to prove that I graduated, well i declare myself as a proud graduate (well if you would be kind enough not to consider that it was for masters program and that too from another faculty and another university). I know its a whole lotta bargain, but I had wholesome fun faking a graduation.


     Ain't we all lil' dubious people. All we want is to connect with people and have fun while at it. But after we make that connection, its funny how readily we loose touch and not care much. But we whine about it here and there about life not being fair. Am not an exception. I actually faked a graduation willingly aided by Diwa and Uttam. Two of 'em entered China with me. I connected with Diwa instantly. I had no camera then and we took pictures from her cam and did bit of Beijing trotting. We parted ways and she came to Shanghai and I'd join her in Shanghai the following year. Three years running and we never kept touch and there I was on March 26th, 2011 attending her graduation and faking mine. Day-long toiling -graduation ceremony, wholesome photo-shoots, long walks, laughters, dinner party and getting drunk- and between all these, there we were catching up. She would tell me about how peppy fresh-out of high-school I was when we had last met. About how I demanded her to take my picture with The Great Wall as the backdrop (read big Great Wall wallpaper at the Beijing railway station/yeah I was that childish), about how I ate this big turkey/chicken at the station, about how happy I was taking into consideration I had just left home.


     All those chitty-chats made me realize how things change and how we change with time. Looking at those photos we took three years ago confirmed just that. We looked different, fresh and full of excitement (why wouldn't we be excited. We were at the threshold of this big adventure). I would end up meeting so many people, now so very important to me, would learn life lessons along the way, would make countless memories and laugh the countless laughs, would loose touch with so many people while making life-long friends... in a gist would live this awesome life.


     In hindsight, I realized how grateful I am for the life I have lived and how important it is to pause and marvel over your growth -spiritual and such- through years. Now I understand why people often look back at the time where there life was at such threshold and whine "those were my best days". Fresh out of something and trying to figure the piece in the jigsaw puzzle called life. Then don't we all grow up and carry this baggage with us all the time -too many things to do, places to go, things to buy, money to earn- all this while craving for the iota of time without these baggages. Oh'well am not a preacher but looking at my past photos and taking a pause with each one got me thinking. I would, therefore, try now and then to slow down and take a breather. Taking life as it is -good, bad or ugly- for each of 'em is pebbles which will possibly and hopefully turn out to be gold. So slow down peeps. I leave ya'll with the picture of me faking a graduation;)

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