Thursday, October 15, 2009

How times change: Rendezvous

“Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder”.
Rendezvous was the first event of the year, that brought to the fore the changes in me a year into IIT. I was unsure if it was for the worse, as my thoughts oscillated between grief, bliss, irritation and ecstasy. I don’t know whether it was the events which lacked the charisma, or was it my perception but things weren’t the same.
Girls didn’t delight me in the same manner. They just enchanted my mind, rather than letting me resort to staring, scanning and I could ‘feel’ their beauty. ‘Podium’ rather than serving as a relief seemed a ‘stupidity’. Events I would have traded everything of mine for last time, couldn’t hold me for more than 10 minutes.
The worst part was the frustration, the one of not being able to ‘live’ the season, bringing back memories and having me question myself if indeed I had lost color in my life. Failure to make the finals of the Stage Play couldn’t stop me from watching it fully, and appreciating but ironically couldn’t also stop the feeling that entered me intermittently cursing me for being a mere spectator, and not on the stage. Though I did watch ‘Spectrum’ wholly as a compensation for missing it all last year, there was another reason for me not leaving my seat throughout the event.
Food wasn’t half as good as last time, and surprising myself I ‘compromised’ Rendezvous ‘happily’ for celebrating my culture with Durga Puja, offering far better food. And I did it not once, but twice- the first day with my sisters, the next to try liberty in Delhi and unable to resist the taste of food- with Pradeep. Bengalis seemed to better enthusiasts than IITians and their guests.
Neither did I bear with Blitzkrieg- the Rock Show, even though the bands were international this time, nor did I allow myself to be bear with Bollywood’s famous Mohit Chauhan for long. Music anyways hadn’t completely lost its sheen for me, as Advaita let me experience paradise at Fusion Nite, another event I missed last year. PEC ‘friends’ (Rendezvous-to-Rendezvous) played spoilers with constant requests to get them passes for almost every event ‘one last time’.
But the joy of Rendezvous belonged to participation. Turning up for all the 7 quizzes offered, I failed miserably at all including Sports Quiz, where teaming up with Piyush had us as potential heavyweights (before the event). Practice brought no fruit at debating as the topic I was offered was not only one about which I was neutral, but one about which I had no clue. After being handed the motion ‘BRT corridors should be banned’ and being asked to speak against it, after preparing for 4 minutes despite being explained what BRT meant (expanding abbreviation to Bus Rapid Transit), it offered me no hint to why they should be banned and in the end I was left with futile arguments of ‘human’ and ‘bus’ rights. Anyways, losing wasn’t the biggest disappointment, overcome by the satisfaction of at least having participated.
Rendezvous signified times had changed within one year. I didn’t know if to classify this as maturity or immaturity, satisfaction or gloom, but I moved on.

4 comments:

pgm said...

"Failure to make the finals of the Stage Play couldn’t stop me from watching it fully" - How nice.

"After being handed the motion ‘BRT corridors should be banned’ and being asked to speak against it". lol, never hearda such stuff :P

"Anyways, losing wasn’t the biggest disappointment, overcome by the satisfaction of at least having participated" - how sweet!

Siddharth Bhattacharya said...

That how sweet in the end, is that a spoof or what?
You could have used other words...
Anyways, nice comment

amrita said...

"Anyways, losing wasn’t the biggest disappointment, overcome by the satisfaction of at least having participated"- AWESOME!!!!I'M IMPRESSED

Siddharth Bhattacharya said...

Thanks Didi for finally leaving a comment.

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