Spent my evening sitting at the Fort (again!). And every single time I sit there it's magical. Looking for solitude in a crowd, I get it there. Sitting right ahead looking down at the black rocks and the waves crashing in below, I'm flooded with emotions. Its almost like being on a trip, completely unaware of my surroundings, caught up in my own thoughts.

The sea froths white foam below and the sky with the millions of stars looks like a huge movie screen towering above me, completely engulfing my view. There's a fury with which the waves lash out at the rocks below, it's similar to the fury with which the thoughts run in my head. I feel like I'll fly off into the movie screen and become shooting star :)

I'll be leaving Bombay soon. A thought that upsets me horribly. This place's meant a lot in many many ways. It is futile to attempt to word how it's been. Will be going home for a few days and then off to IIMA for probably the most gruelling two years of my life.

Other than the initial euphoria, I've almost always been visited with the thought of how things might turn out to be afterwards. I guess I wouldn't venture into thinking that way if there wasn't such a big deal we make of such things. It kind of feels hollow when people talk about all the good things career and money wise the future holds. Then again that's one of the reasons a lot of people start walking towards getting into this place. Just hope things don't go too crazy and stay normal.

But, if anything else, there's nothing that beats the initial euphoria. If I could, I'd do it all over again to live those first few moments.