The calm before the storm...

+There's something about the exams, the moment they are announced a thousand unnecessary worries will cloud your mind. The word to focus on, here, is 'unnecessary'. Things that in one way or the other will stop you from doing what you ideally and righteously should be doing on the advent of exams, studying. But no, you're still relying on the fact that god owns you some... so by what can only be termed as a miracle, you'll pass without studying. You have to, so it is completely alright to chuck studying aside and daydream. Right from thinking about what you're going to add to your wardrobe after your end-of-exams shopping spree... to the li'l graver things, like whether you're going to live a happy life or die alone. Oh well, in either case, these are, of course, things that do not require immediate thought or attention, let alone the long hours you spend speculating about them.

Exams always have that effect on me, I find, suddenly, that I have so many things to concentrate on... and then of course I feel overwhelmed and totally out of sorts cause I'm not studying! It's a disease I tell ya...

And it seems, I'm not the only one whose sufferring. I'm glad. Else, the whole spending-time-together-before-the-exams-leave-us-mentally-incapacitated -outing would not have been planned.

It was a pretty hush-hush affair since several anti-intelligent elements, who've clawed their way into our gang, needed to be excluded. I know, that sounds very judgemental, but please... you have to know these people to know why we did what we did. They, mind you, are not reclusive, geekish, or wierd... we welcome those qualities. These are more on the arrogant,boastful and ill-behaved side. Hence, the abandoning. One really did not want to be bothered by them... on this particular excursion.

So we headed off to the beach, no not Juhu... god knows we would have suffocated to death in the crowd. We chose this beach which is located in a very secluded locality somewhere near the outskirts of Mumbai. It has a very rural but picturesque quality to it... Perfect!

And god, did we have fun. By the time we got there, it already felt like a world away from reality. Pleasant warm breezes everywhere, village kids playing cricket on the parallel grounds... and the morning sun, glancing through the amazing assortment of palms and coconut trees. everything about it was fun... The li'l ice-cream man who came with his trolley which ironically had a blaring loud speaker tuned on to the daytime radio, which, thankfully, did not bombard us with ugly Himesh Reshamiya songs.

We played a several games of dumb-charades, truth and dare and hide-and seek, which, by the way, proved very tiring since, the infamous couple (mentioned in the last post), felt they needed to take a walk on the beach while people were still looking for them. That killed us some time, we should've just stopped looking once we found out that the both of them had gone missing together. So anyways, we played... and we played in the water, we played with the volleyball, we built a very lousy sand-castle, which if, by the way, there were little sand-people, would've been completely impossible to live in. And we wrote on the wet sand in big letters so that the planes passing above us could read our names and other, let's say, ridiculous stuff. In all, we did pretty much useless stuff and in the end, we were tired, dirty, wet and happy.

So, all in all, the time-out did us good. And although I was beat by the time I reached home again, I felt refreshed already.

What? You think I studied after that? Get real. I, of course, had even more things to daydream about...