Monkey Business

Fifteen days has gone so fast, despite being the most boring days of mine.
Everyday I end up doing nothing at home. A couple of times we just try to make some noise just to say that "we aint dead yet", but still, lacks that 'fnc' content. Cant help it, it started the first saturday itself. When only seven came down for management farewell from our class. And four amongst those seven were just in time for lunch(me being one of 'em). People aint showin up anymore these days.
One day, out of nowhere, I remembered that my internal guide's copy of project report is still stuck in the process of binding. Its been a week. And me., who is desperately trying to make some noise, thought there aint no better reason than this to run to kishens apartment. I called him up just to make sure he will be available at home in the evening, off from his "inherited" busy schedule. I spot him at their new car, a platinum grey ford ikon flair, a cool sedan version of ford fiesta(not the one that abhishek bachchan runs for, in the middle of the night), the one that appears in WRC. Truly a kick ass machine.
For the time being, he has access to ride the car inside his apartment complex only. So, we circled around in the parking lot a couple of times, applied few techniques from NFS which then were found to be NA. I wish he unlocks access to the rest of the city very soon. Poor fella , cant apply cheat codes here!
And yeah, for those of you who are still worrying about my copy of report that I mentioned earlier, time to cheer up, I found it..finally!
Two days later, six of us, met there at kishens apartment again, the advantage of having nothing else to do, esp. me! We circled around the lake of instant-death-even if-you-fly-by-at-an-alt-of-100ft above it, covering KFC and eatstreet(I seriously think , its name must be changed to something like "eat something in the street".,to avoid confusion, or else people might take it wrong and might end up eating the whole street, and I dont want people turn into street-eating monsters saying 'come on.. lets eat street').
And the other day, helped us realize that we have become way too lazy than ever., thats when we been to kunals house. Played a real lazy version of cricket, four of us. concluded the day with after-cricket-special-noodles that we usually take after playing cricket at kunals house.
Probably this is what they call the monkey business.

Library cards

There is always something for me to think about. And the best time to think something is while riding from home to college or while coming back. It gives me a whole bunch of time to think about anything., say,from the latest demo I downloaded last night, to a reason to put a curb in front of college., from the latest shelby release, to the dirt on my speed-o-meter, there is always something..Today aint no different. Its just a perfect day and a perfect ride and I have got whole bunch of stuff spinning in my head to think about.. as it was technically the last ride to college. I think about my first day at college, first bike ride to college, the days where I used to stay back til 6-o-clock in the evening, I keep thinking until I find myself behind the exclusive bus, the same bus which I used to come by, which I always wanted to catch.
Sometimes I miss it by couple of yards. I used to take another bus behind it to catch it at the next stop, sometimes autos., dudes never used to return change to ten. It used to be full of people, infact it was so tough for me to get a seat though I board the bus near my home, but now look at this.. its just four-five guys, just makes me feel the fact that things arent always be the way you want 'em to be, irony. You might leave a strange expression if I had told you that I felt like boarding that bus one last time, infact I was. I dont remember where did I took over it, I head towards canteen.
One thing that strikes me when I look at canteen is the notice that I have put up when I lost my bag. Well.. what was in my bag? a cool file, a box and my apartments spare keys and nothing else., but I really wanted it back. The saddest thing about this story is, the bag was taken(or stolen) by somebody from the lab shelves, the place thats supposed to be safe.
It was already 10 and no one has arrived yet. I spent time at lab7 for a while, which is usually the first lab to be open. If my brains still working, Im pretty sure OOSD was the first lab work we have done here. Infact as soon as I started the system , I see norton internet security, which was installed by phani during headstart05,infact he was the poor guy who installed XP+SP2 in that lab., but what for?, I dont remember, but hey, my brains still working, just started feeling it. The cool thing about this lab is obviously the robot, he knows more than what the so called instructors know, unlike other labs. Few minutes later people joins me. And later after 11:30 , external examiner arrives and I get our project viva done by 12:30. So finally I am done with a course called BE, I think as I head towards library to give back a few books. I decided to surrender the library cards too. But, if I think about 'em, you know, those are the only things that have witnessed everything, every moment at college since first year, every book I read, they have seen 'em all. The same cards since first year. I dont even know, but they were with me all the time. Now they arent mine anymore. What am I into now? I keep losing things, wonder what I will be left with!!