Still on a high!

It's almost 40 hours after Thomso 09 drew to a close. About a 100 hours of hysteria, frenzy and unadulterated fun. And after all that jazz, I am not ashamed to admit that I am still on a high. More than a joyful period, I will revere Thomso 09 for the learning experience. A few points worth mentioning here would be;

1. Watch Out! for the best

There is a strange sense of satiation that fills me from within. I am not content with myself at all, but I do know for a fact that I tried, and real hard at that. Working with the re'freshers' was an unexplainable experience. To interact with a score odd junta, each unique in their own way, made me realise that the knowledge pool of the world is boundless. We learn from everyone - some having a superior content than the others- and hence, we evolve.

I have no qualms in admitting that I learnt how to be a good human being, again. To see my 'juniors' work for the greater good gives me a strange kick! *hic*

2. Watch Out! for the best already known to all

To all my sophomore brethren, Salaam! I am immensely grateful to each one of you for making me work to the best that I could (well, not the 'best' actually. Quoting a virtuoso, "It's all about pushing your limitations to redefine your potentials"). A few hitches here, a few goof-ups there but nonetheless I have gained infinitely from this experience. Thank you for the support, the cheering up and the honesty. A time I'll remember for a lot many days to come, take my word on that!

3. To the biz-magnet himself

Whilst all the running around and pandemonium, there is someone who put up with all of it. To him, I shall always be obliged. Apologies for the time not spent with you during the carnival of zest. I know you always understand, and that's what makes me feel a tad bit more guilty. Cheerio Sultan, cheerio!

4. For the man himself

To be a TOC member was his 'juvenile fantasy', or so he claims. But to take that fantasy to this level and to make it thoroughly professional is the job of a man with great character. To the sardar who I always dissed, I am proud to proclaim that he proved me wrong. It's not easy being in his shoes, and examples of the past are but a mere reflection of the same, and to brave those enduring times with unlimited perseverance is what makes me respect him even more. After all this, it doesn't take a genius to figure out why I was glassy-eyed seeing the 'man' on stage that night! Congratulations Aman, great job!

So now that I have bared it all, It's time that I return to my subdued (?) self. I shall have to endure the hangover now, but one li'l birdie tells me that the party's just begun and you shall never know what I did last night!