One.
There was one moment
when I wondered if I had done the right thing by filling the form. And there
was another moment when I realized that one moment of hesitation was not worth
it at all because of course, I had been right. There was only one word for it.
Perfect.
Two.
Two cabs accommodating
laughter and gossip, titbits and tales, texts and the people writing them. Two sauces
– red and white, mingling with mouth-watering pasta and eye-watering jokes.
With the two arguments over the double cheese pizza and the extra mayo-ed
nachos. Two hundred party venues being looked into before homing in on one- the
one with the best deal, the best time and of course, the best people.
Three.
Three a.m. meetings
where brainstorms would occur at the speed of light and ideas would be debated with
religious gusto. Three a.m. confession sessions at the Top of the World where
intimacies invited confidences and secrets were traded in the hallowed
institute of trade.
Four.
Four thousand emails
skyrocketing into the inbox. Four hundred aspirants to be answered to. Four and
twenty articles to be written. Four thousand messages to sift through and
apprehensions, turmoils and uproars to be contained.
Five.
Five people sitting
side by side in guest lectures, noting down moments and their significance, noting
the similar-sounding words like distinguished, esteemed, welcome, campus and
leadership, but in essence recording mainly the five million expressions of the
ones sitting right next and secretly laughing at their inane comments. Five people
taking down notes and one clicking away the five pictures to go with them, but
mainly just filing the pictures away in the memory cabinets for flicking
through them some time in the future.
Six.
Six we were and six we are.
I know that six is the devil’s number. And I think it fits us perfectly well.
Because we are devilish. Devilishly good together.
#ApnaKaumMediaKaum
(The above reference would only be
clear when you have spent two years (or even one, for that matter) in the sacrosanct
precincts of the Media Committee at IIFT and discovered a kind of religious fervor in
the writing of a blog, the organizing of chat meets and of course, TEDx or even
answering aspirant queries.)
