Nostalgia is an addiction…
… because I am slowly learning what real life is all about!
… because now I have accepted that movies are too easy to be real!
… because my friends are in different cities now and all of them are feeling just as lonely!
… because Goan nostalgia will always be about unrestricted, unparalleled bliss!
… because maybe I didn’t make the most of my college time!
… because I have more friends than ‘contacts’!
… because even now, we meet up to laugh about our stupidity and never talk about our careers!
… because girls are still a distant dream for most of us, yet we keep encouraging each other!
… because our concerns were more about NC menu than morning tuts!
… because everyone of us is now in control of their life, despite being so-called engineers!
… because we value our dark companionship all the more now!
… because we fell asleep in lectures together and got insulted by scholarly professors!
… because we successfully inter-polated the safe zone between an E and a D right before any exam!
… because we never gave competition to each other, unless it’s an evening in Velino!
… because we walked aimlessly and still ended up at Jacinto island!
… because we faced accidents at dangerous turns by standing on a bike!
… because we swore to educate an under-privileged kid in a fit of righteousness!
… because we took elections and hostel matches seriously enough to paint the ground red!
… because we went to Vasco just to look at a bakery-girl and try to woo her!
… because we are not engineers, but ‘gadhas’ who got caught in the bathroom with at least 3 others!
… because we did not care and we did not need to!
… because that old balcony will forever echo our excited yells during the girls’ marathon!
… because we had the best of all, with the best of people and the best of places!
… because it’s too damn hard to move on and make such memories with strangers!