stairway to heaven!!!

the past one month has been a roller coaster ride for me... farewells... partying like crazy and a lot of other stuff... it has now finally begun to sink in that what seemed improbable perhaps just a month back is true... i am gonna have to leave and that my friends is not a happy feeling...

neways this is not about my writing a psenti article... that time will come but it is not this day... today i wanted to write about that special thing that we here at bits pilani refer to as the psenti music nite... Joy this one is for you...

hmmm... now... lemme see... how to begin... this perhaps was one of the very few psenti nites that chose a very good mix of songs... from rock (both English and otherwise) to dance numbers... from psentimental stuff to absolutely leg shaking music... that too arranged in a very nice order... while hallowed be thy name and turn the page made the day for me dhoom machale had many more dance to its tunes... another thing was that ETV Rajasthan was recording this music nite as new year special and will run it on 2nd Jan... we are def going places... as it always happens though... the best was saved for the last... kandisa and the oh so psenti mustafa and how can i forget with or without you... though the rendition wasnt very great who gives a damn... i am pretty damn sure everyone had a lump in the throat when it was being played... a combination of the knowledge that this was gonna be the last song of their last music nite as well as the sheer brilliance of the song... all in all the whole affair was a very psenti one...

psenti why??? i have no idea... it is supposed to be the chance to party one last time on those hallowed floors of the audi... then why psenti???
perhaps its the knowledge that this maybe the one last time you can freak out without caring about other stuff of life... one last time when you can shake a leg with your bud knowing well enough that you may not have the guts to do that outside... its quite a scene... everyone, no matter if they know how to dance or not, trying out dances right from the DD to the jive and the bhangra... it also is the one last time you can just hold hands and listen to nothing else matters or mustafa or pal or purani jeans... that feeling of knowing that this may not be possible for a long to come...

we walkedaway from that emptying audi the one last time fully aware that our lives are never gonna be the same again... memories are all we carry and that hope that we shall meet once again... but that was the time that it first sank in that i have to go away... man i hate psenti stuff...