I must have been born lucky, just when i thought the the world is against me, felt like i have been abandoned just 5 months after i left home to do my masters at university of texas, my parents send me tickets to get back home for the vacations...:) not many people get such an opportunity, i see many friends here in Texas who are yet to get back home after 2 years of their exile(not exactly..:P) from home..
My visit to India was the most exciting trips i have been in my life. It was the best 25 days in a long time i guess. The days consisted some unforgettable things like 25 days of complete home cooked non vegetarian food that i love and had missed for a long time, a 19th premier league title for my Manchester united team which i witnessed with some hundreds of football freaks at a sports bar, hanging out with my long time friends(also getting to know that most of my friends are committed now..:P), movies with my best buddies, a friends engagement and many more to list....... May be somewhere deep inside i felt like staying back without returning for my studies, but i was not studying abroad for someone else sake.
And when everything was going so well just as in my script i had to get back here for my semester was starting again. I never expected that i would feel sad thinking about going to America. Just felt like my good time was running out.Actually my feeling was not wrong. just after my semester started I tried my hands at the sport of "rock climbing". it was so good, i never felt like missing it even a day. But i write this blog sitting in my room with a torn ligament in my knee(hopefully not much serious), guess my rock climbing skills were not very good yet .... A week back if someone had told me i would be having such a bad time in coming weeks i wouldn't take that.
Am back cribbing about my life while doing my masters degree...I just wish my even my bad time passes away soon as my good time did...:)
