Delhi Diaries ...Of love and the rest(Part 1)

Dec 2000: In Delhi

The first of my many stints to come from now to March 2001....preparing for my ICSE board exams in a city and in a house other than my own was certainly not the way I had imagined it all to be! So much for a sound stable ten yrs of schooling ....only to end up giving pre boards n boards shuffling btwn Delhi n Kolkata.
The cold was certainly getting to my bones and on my nerves. New Yr was bleak...indicative of the things to come!

2001: Getting used to it

Delhi winters leave you maimed in the least. Patti(grandmother) was still recovering from her operation. Post operative physiotherapy was imperative if she could ever dream of walking again. The sudden tumult of events in my otherwise placid life gave me a glimpse of the what-goes-up-must-come-down feeling. My mother of course had a different explanation...the good ol'(errr....bad old?? lol) sadhe sati was now in complete control of the way my life turned out at a juncture where my future was about to be determined. For the uninitiated...Sadhe Sati is the seven and a half yr cycle of Saturn- the holy god of what-goes-up-must-come-down in one's birthstar!!She was all too consumed with everything from the incessant cribbing of grandma to the carefully planned diet chart to Daddy's wardrobe(or lack of it...most of our stuff was still in Cal) to my sister's schooling....and to top it all....her fear that Aditi was to face her worst.....Of course thats wat happened.

She never thought about herself.

Post ICSE:I find it difficult to get through Delhi schools partly because of their prejudice against ICSE and partly because I hardly knew the CBSE course that I was forced to study just to clear entrances! Imagine doing a whole board exam course in a week! The one experience I can never forget was at the Mother's International School....and the haughty principal....some Kaur female. She certainly didnt deserve to be the princi. Of course I am more thankful now I didnt get through there!...I mightve turned out like some very weird obsessive compulsive ppl I used to know a coupla months ago!
Dads best frnd (who passed away the following year) came with me to help me apply for Sanskriti...twas a relatively new skool back then....n mine was the second batch of eleventhies(probables)....it was of course ironical that Sanskriti was where I finally made it considering my lucky charm died the following year....love u wherever u are.

Aug-Dec:Getting used to skool... Making friends blindly.Trying to continue being the too-nice-to-be-true female in a bunch of obscene mouthed bullies showerig profanities on the most banal of things! It was the last time I remember being an extrovert. Something happened after the skool trip...A part of me had died/grown up too fast. I just wasnt at home. Everything suffered including my acads(which is something that I have'nt still got right....n its exactly seven years and a half...lol)