It’s Day 25 of the Blogging from A to Z April Challenge and honestly speaking, I didn’t know that I’d be able to live up to the challenge and do justice. I am happy that I stayed till the end..wait one more post to go and the most difficult is letter Z. Well, we will get to the last alphabet in another day. In short, it’s been a fulfilling and superbly creative journey where I lived to tap on the grey cells for ideas on ‘College Memories’, my theme. Superbly creative, fulfilling journey where one gets to meet so many amazing bloggers around the globe and it’ been taxing. I am looking for a break from blogging post Day 26.I am happy to make new friends on the blogging space as the whole days wane away by thinking of creative ideas, visiting blogs and replying to comments. I lived for the challenge like so many did and made it their life and, as they say, …the challenge became your oyster and it did for me. You know the icing on the cake, Priyanka, a fellow blogger and participation of A to Z featured me on her blog for alphabet V. It gave me such a huge high and doubled my motivation to do better. Trust me, it can be a huge motivation to be featured for the challenge and the kind words weaved by Priyanka makes me grateful but I don’ think I am worthy of such kind words. Do give Priyanka a shout on (http://dlonelystoner.wordpress.com/2014/04/25/vestiges-of-a-city-in-my-mind-a-to-z-day-22/ I am amazed how she comes up with beautifully interwoven words that makes poetry sensual and ongoing romance that warms the heart. Wish I could write like, the way she weaves magic and infuses life in her poems. Let’s jump straight to Y challenge. Today, I host Bhakti for a guest post, Y for Youngistan. Who is Bhakti? Being 18 and engineering student in Pune who grew up in Gujarat, she oozes writing and finds her mojo in the written words. Enthusiast, fun loving and chatter box 24/7, moves over NDTV, Bhakti is the one who will blabber constantly and has an opinion over almost everything, life, love, politics, family. A sharp observer with a heart that debates intelligently and with a whiff of passion, Bhakti loves life, enthusiast writer who is still daddy’s girl as her blog suggest. Bhakti is also an enthusiastic journalist for a well known newspaper in Pune where she regularly contributes in the youth column. Visit her on http://stilldaddyslittlegirl.wordpress.com. Y for Youngistan By Bhakti A week back, on one of our usual chats, we discussed about the ongoing A-Z challenge, the posts already published, liked and the ones that were left. Vishal and I discussed about his posts on V,W,X,Y and Z. We both got stuck on Y. I mean how many words are there that begin with Y. And to add to that, what possible thing is there in PUNE that begins with Y. Notice how I am saying “thing”, coz we just could not come up with anything that began with Y. At the most, YMCA, but neither of us have been to that place or even know where it is located. That put both of us in a quandary and all of a sudden Vishal had this Eureka moment and felt I should write a guest post. It was 3 in the night and I actually thought he must be really sleepy to suggest that. I mean, common. Forget the fact that I did not know what I should write about, here, I had never written a guest post for anyone and have no idea how it works. I agreed after thoda bahot bhav khao-ing.😛, And here I am.
Honestly, I don’t remember how I came across Vishal’s blog. But a few comments here and there later, we were already discussing few serious topics which turned hilarious for no reason. (He was/is supposed to teach me French but somehow it never ever comes up in the Gchats!! )
Maybe it was because of his immense love for Pune and my neutral view about the same. Maybe the similar view-point of prioritizing development and maintaining a city’s culture connected us. Or, Fergusson college?
Although FC was never my alma mater, quite a few of my classmates ended up attending it. Consequently, I too have a few memories of FC. Yeah. Anyone can just walk in there. No one really cares who you are or whether you really belong to the place.
Back at FC, most of the things are still the same. Kimaya is still synonymous with every Fergussonian. More than 70% of the classes happen outside the class than inside. Except for one thing. Savera shut down and broke a million hearts. No one except a Fergusson student can describe Savera better and I will leave that to Vishal.
But that’s not what I wish to talk about. I am no newsreader giving updates about the city.
You can, if you wish, group me in the so-called Gen Y. But every person here is different. Each of us has our own mind set and perception. Some of us cling on to the old school of thought and many are open-minded. Few like me have mixed the best of both worlds and are surviving pretty well. We have an opinion about everything. You want us to talk about our career plans, economics, finance, stock market, relationships, drugs, drinking, you name it and we are here.
You may find us enjoying life to the fullest and it may seem that we do not care about our future but if you look deep, we are a bundle of nerves trying to find our comfort zone. Often, we look naive but we are not. Trust me when I say that. We may have no idea how the “real world” is but we are sure ready to work it out right to carve a niche for ourselves.
Our parents feel that we give too much attention to our friends and less to them but they are equally important to us and their views matter to us way more.
We may or may not join the politics to change the country but we silently, in our own ways, are doing a bit for our motherland. The Ivy Leagues sure attract us, but once we are done there, we return to employ the same methods for the development of our country. Moolah matters but we won’t hesitate to leave behind a high paying job to teach in a government school.
You can often find us in the virtual world. Label it as a means of escape for us. It sure is. I admit it. It gives us a huge ego boost when someone “likes” our photo, even if it’s false praise. Here, no one actually judges us for our views and we can be what we are without having to worry about the world.
We may often try to put ourselves as a really strong person. But maybe we are not. We are under constant scrutiny by everyone and that leaves little time for us to be “us”. We may often be confused about a major decision one moment and gulp down a few drinks the next to get over that frustration.
We may often shake our heads at Eminem or hum “Yo Yo Honey Singh’s” latest songs but secretly, we also listen to Kishor Kumar and Lata Mangeshkar. The “Twilight” or “Vampire Diaries” is not even comparable to Premchand and Tagore’s works.
Atheist or not, we will still accompany our parents to their yearly visit to Shirdi or any other place of religious importance. Because it makes them happy.
We are not as complicated as we seem to be. We might as well be the best of friends if the constant nagging is stopped. Perhaps, what it takes is a lil bit of understanding that our life is not just bout’ All Play and No Work or, let us be the way we are coz our individuality matters. Yeah! It doesn’t make us self-centred but, remember, Every Generation has its Rebels and we happen to be one. We are true, Youngistans, capable of change in the Lok Sabha elections, but it’s another thing that Government and Opposition are capable of hiding information coz they fear our honest perspective or healthy debate. Let us evolve and we shall prove what we are capable of achievingJ