Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Time Machine

I sat down to write another chapter in the tale of my tryst with engineering and as almost always, this time too I was suddenly transported back to the old corridors of college. Almost always… hmmm… let me tell this in a little more detail.

Have you ever wished for a time machine? You know the same old scientific marvel that would be able to transport you back or forth in time? Well, as every other 10 year old, so have I. My dreams of possessing a time machine though have come true and strangely enough, it happened in my dreams. At the risk of throwing modesty for a toss, I will make a confession here. I have an elephant’s memory for everything that has nothing to do with academics. This fabulous memory helps me recreate all those bygone times in great detail and when the memory fails, I have an over-active imagination to fill in the gaps. I can transport myself to any place and any time that I feel I have a very strong memory embedded in. Sometimes almost like out of a Spielberg movie, I can revisit those moments and suddenly catch something that my keen eye might have missed. Most of the times, I have been right and haven’t been a victim of my over-active imagination.

Coming back, every time I sit down to write something about college life (at RSCOE) I invariably find myself back at the entrance of the corridor from the parking lot across the canteen, I always have that one friend beside me (with that infectious smile!) and I always see my other pals coming across from the other side of the hallway. The next instant I could be almost anywhere that I had actually begun to recall but that first instant when I land back in time is the same scene! And I could never get bored of it! Some memories are eternal, ephemeral and surreal. I don’t think I have been happier than I was at that moment ever. That despite there was nothing significant to note about that day. It rolled out as an average nondescript day with no obtrusively happy or sad moments to document…but it also epitomizes how to me the little things matter most!

5 comments:

bluebutterfly said...

ishhh .... made me think of my school ... it has been months since i have been there ...
i still think of inventing a time machine.except that now i pray rather than think how to make one ... ..i can spent days going back in my mind to that time wondering what i could have done different ... and how the things would have been then.... i havent really got a excellent memory ... but yeah times when i have been extrememly embarassed happy and sad ... in that order ... i tend to remember them ....so pondering over them is natural i guess ....

Mulling Over My Thoughts said...

hehehe...yeah i suppose so...
but it's really awesome to be able to transfer yourself through the portals of time back to when you want to. it's like dumbledore's sieve where i can pin point to every memory i want to...sometimes a little too close to reality!

Fangs said...

who was that 1 friend with an infectious smile?

Mulling Over My Thoughts said...

who do you think?
do you even have to ask kiddo?

Fangs said...

i like the way you write 'friend'.

I don't appreciate it. but I like it.