Well, here I am, all packed and ready to go. the clothes are packed. The ticket’s in my bag, there is no food or anything that can cause some horrible smell when I’m back, all things are taken care of and five cds of assorted mp3s are burning and a few dc++ downloads are taking place after which I’ll shut down and take my hard drive home. This is weird, I’ve never actually been ready to leave on time. There’s always something that has to go wrong and thus, I become late, but this time things seem alright. In fact things are better than alright, I just finished my end semester examinations three hours ago, I’m leaving for home in one hour and I just got through one of the biggest hurdles of my life - The infamous Kharagpur Third semester. Days and days I just waited for this moment to arrive and now that it’s finally here, I’m wrapped up, warm and ready to go and take over the world outside these walls, something doesn’t feel right.
It’s not about the travelling or the times ahead or even the grades that will come out later. There’s just a strange cold feeling of unbearable guilt that I didn’t do what I must, that I didn’t do what I can. It’s crushing down on me. That and the lack of sleep and what’s been done to my head over the past few days.
December has always held a very special place in my heart. For no specific reasons as to the dates, Christmas, etc. It’s just that I spend every December reflecting on the previous year and do a lot of soul searching. December represents a potential for change and a chance to start afresh. A darker, colder month. A month for me. Nothing puts it together better than a song that I love and am listening to it right now.
Current music: Linkin Park, "My December"
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