Friday, February 7, 2020

Yesterday, DCH !

Yesterday, I had a harrowing experience. In the morning, after brushing my teeth, as I bent down to wash my face, I heard a sudden crack sound somewhere in my neck and the whole world went blank. I could barely manage not collapsing, somehow reached the bed and had to lie down for a while. I thought it would be over soon but when it got difficult getting up, I realized I need to gather more strength.

I somehow took a quick bath and dragged myself to the medical center. The doctor was more optimistic than I could afford at the moment. Anyhow, I reached my office by the institute ambulance and took a quick breakfast so that I can take the medicines the doctor gave me. After all, I had to take a 9 am class. I usually abstain from doing more than two impossible things before breakfast but this was some day.

And the ordeal is not over yet. But I don't want to bore you more with the bad stuff. Here is something good that came out of the whole terrible episode (wow for my positivity... and you thought I am optimist only in the long run). After the class, I had a warm sleep (warm because there was a hot water bag below my shoulder blade). And while eating lunch, I surfed and surfed and then, surfed some more to finally land upon an old old old movie - Dil Chahta Hai.

I thought I would watch it for 10 minutes or so until I finish my meal. But the nostalgia grabbed me for more. You see, DCH (as we called it fashionably back then) came in 2001. August 2001. When we were undergraduates. When Goa was a distant land. When those songs were our story. When life was full of dreams. When the artistic and serious Sid was real. When the flirty and confused Sameer was everywhere. When the prankster and perverted Aakash was around. And many more - Deepa, Tara, Rohit, Shalini, Pooja, Priya, Subodh.... they all were real. All were us. We were all of them.


Some names didn't mean anything back then. Yesterday they meant a lot different. Some ideas seemed strange back then. Yesterday they were a lot more understandable. Some events were really unexplainable back then. Yesterday there was no need to explain anything for a lot of that was lived through.

Yesterday, DCH was still our story.
Yesterday, the past was all alive.
Yesterday, I missed the yesteryears. 

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