As you might expect, an elaborately worded, picture filled, profound exposé evoking much emotion and starring great acumen is in the works.
This is not that post. Make room for another run-of-the-mill statement-of-fact post you’ve gotten to know and love.
I got back yesterday from Cambridge, MA. It was awesome, as usual. The talk went off well, and thankfully, my turn to speak was scheduled on the first day, so I got to spend the rest of the week there with no real pressure.
Which means I had plenty of time to arbitrarily walk around and do stuff. And stuff I did. Nothing remarkable to report however.
Oddly enough, on the last evening there, I got to spend some time with a classmate of mine from highschool. I hadn’t seen him since then, and our lives had gotten on slightly different paths in that time. It was nice catching up, and getting to know a little bit about what’s going on with other people.
Much was said and agreed/disagreed upon.
However, one thing was exceptionally unequivocal and unanimous. The hottest (yes, superlative) women we’ve had the pleasure of being around were in school. Easily. One would naively assume, the more you travel around and the more you experience, the better things get in this regard.
Unfortunately, no, it’s all been seriously downhill from there. And gradient has been so sharp, it’s like some sort of carefully planned cruel joke.
Oh, that, and S failing Stanford quals was truly an event worth celebrating. It’s OK to be happy when bad things happen to annoying people.
I do agree with the downhill trend. For me it started in high school, but I do remember me and my friends waiting at Mylapore bus stand gawking at the 29 C windows and missing 3-4 buses before catching one back home. :)
Ah, 29C. That does bring back memories. All the near-death experiences. I rode the horrendously crowded thing every day to school.
Were you in one of the St. Johns? Because if yes, you were the sorts of ‘rowdy crowds’ us ‘nice kids’ were intimidated by.
ha ha, I was in St. John’s, Besant Nagar for my IX and X…….and no we were not the bullies. I moved to PSSSS for my XI and XII. I guess you are referring to St. John’s, Mandaveli and I personally don’t know if there were any ‘rowdies’ to scare you ‘nice kids’
Ah PSSSS—memories—I took my board exam there.
Ahhh, yes… Vidya Mandir girls, right up there next to St. Michaels and Sishya ! I agree wholeheartedly with the superlative there !
Man, school is one thing I’d like to forget. Ditto for college.
Vigvg: Not to get pedantically superficial, but Sishya, I totally agree. St. Michaels… nyaaaagh, I am not so sure it’s top tier.
Again, isn’t being crude and superficial and totally shallow a ball? I wonder just how many people (read not shallow boys) are fuming on reading this intelligent discussion.
Adi: Dude, there is a small problem with that line of reasoning. Arguably life’s all downhill from school (and in many more ways than our fun topic of discussion).
So if you “just forget” it, what’s left? Real life as it stands now? Not something I’m too keen on.