The ambience: 12.30 am, cool breeze blowing, a strong heady scent(similar to the ones emanated by the night flowers) comes wafting through my window into my room.I go to the window n take in a deep breath of the aromatic air...the combination suddenly rejuvenates an otherwise tired soul dreary from a taxing day's work.I put on my walkman, the next instant Richard Marx starts crooning "Right here waiting for u" n then suddenly a wave of melancholy washes over me..its as if some feeling lying latent rises to the fore.Am I missing someone...or is it bcoz the day was long n tiring, that I'm feeling all heavy @ heart? Feelings, for that matter never follow a logical pattern,aint they!!..Unable to put a finger on the exact reason, I continue gazing out of my window onto the faraway moon...feel like penning down a few lines ..maybe an ode to a very good friend.
Suddenly I hear a whistle.I look down and see one of my lobby-mates calling out to me to play volleyball.Its 12.45, doesnt seem a bad option considering the fact that tomorrow is a holiday n after the play maybe I can sit refreshed for my studies with some coffee. Confident that the change in activity wud help me, I wave back to him, snap off from my melancholic mood and head off towards the hostel playing area.As one of my friend says...the nite is still young...:))!! Did someone talk of being all senti ? Me, no way ;) !!!
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