Change.

"For everything you have missed, you have gained something else, and for everything you gain, you lose something else." - Ralph Waldo Emerson.


It all began last October when I got myself a new haircut. A new do after what seemed like a lifetime. The first time in a long time that I had the guts to try something new. To take risk. To be adventurous. My friends, and ma specifically, were  happy because I chose to grow out my high school bob-blunt-cut.

With the haircut, not only came open appreciation of my decision but also a whole new me. This new me was more outgoing, more self confident, poised, feminine and more... settled in at college and hostel. 

In my 3rd semester, that began in November last year, there were a lot of new experiences experience, new things done, new friends made and new places gone.


Academically, my batch started their clinical posting. We went to wards ( still are going) everyday for 3 hours, no not to treat or cut up patients!, but to learn from the few patients that come to our private hospital about the human diseases that our profession promises to relieve. The community medicine posting was new, medicine posting was hectic, surgery posting gross and gynecology posting awe-spiring! Right now in the 4th semester and I am the in sweetest ward possible - Pediatrics :)  

Co-curricular activities got a huge hype and hike that sem. We not only had our cultural-cum-sports-cum-literary-fest - 'Karte Blanche' ( i should get paid for advertising it so much! ) but also had our 1st college yearbook 'Krittika'. 

It was because of the fest we made a lot of new friends, new acquaintances and yes of course a lot of new enemies too. We laughed, cried, fought, screamed and finally adjusted.The fest gave rise to a lot of gossips, a lot of new love, a lot of rumors and a lot of memories to keep till the end of time.


On my family front, a lot changed. Dad got a new job. The entire family has shifted to Egypt now. I had a lovely time when they were shifting because they spent over a month here in Orissa shifting their furniture and not-to-be transported-luggage here. And a month after they left for Egypt, I joined them post 3rd sem exam. So it never really sunk in. It never sunk in.


So after the exams (which as usual went - good-could've-done-better - not something I am proud of! Its something I am working on.) I went abroad. Armed with a passport and visa I flew to Cairo to meet my family. It was a whole different place. Different landscape, different people, different food and different language! Language was the biggest trouble we had! ( I will stop about Egypt here and write an entire post about it later or else this one will get too long :)  )


So it was on my way back from Egypt to Mumbai, waiting at the International Airport,Cairo , without a phone to call or message anyone that I realized I'd see and talk to them a lot less now that they are across not only state borders but international borders! I searched for a phone at the port but they said it was out of order. I don't know how to describe how I felt. But I get into those phases sometimes where I look at my hostel mates, at how they all run to call their parents to talk about their day and think how changed my life has become (family front specifically)  and I am not sure whether I should be happy or sad! I've discussed the pros and cons of this situation a million times with my close friends and ma but you can't really help but feel sad. I miss you guys! :( 



And so to symbolize all the changes that have taken place over just a few months of my life, good and bad, I redesigned my blog and came up with a new blog title because I realized my life is not only about hostel and college, its about a lot more!
(  and ( ;) ) will rearrange my room again soon :D . )