*sigh*

The wilsonite is being revived…}
and as its mother (yes, I gave birth to the wilsonite.) I find it obligatory to say something in honor of its rebirth..

So as the topic of the day seems to be “the end of another year” , im going to comply..

Its has been a whacky fun filled ride..
and along with the highs, there have been a sufficient no of lows as well..

But at the end of the year, I suppose its only the memories of the “highs” that stay with u…each one of us has had our precious moments which we can just look at and smile.. laugh even…one of my best moments has been the day I got admission…

I joined college abt a month and a half after it started…
Polaris had already gotten over,
People had already made their group of friends,
And I was there. Standing in the class on my first day, completely confused and nervous..
“will they like me ?” “will I fit in here?”

But I was a lil more confident than that..
afterall, I had just had a 45 minute long interview with sudhakar, mindlessly promoting myself, making him change his ‘no’ to a ‘yes’;complete with a smile on his face and everything.!

Its been a good year…

The waterfall at khopoli, the faithwalk, wearing stupid clothes for the states presentation, The fun nights at baramati, the warm fuzzies at satara, the zillion stayovers at natasha’s house, the million project submissions for which we spend many sleepless nights, the frustration, yelling and abusing while editing the documentary, a very special stayover at Natasha’s house..

its been really great........
really...........

TANVI!