Oh boy.. I think I’m a Szabby baby for LIFE
TAGGED: Every single person directly or indirectly related to my time at SZABIST (Aug 05-May 09)What seemed at its inception an endless journey.. is right now sooo close to its end . Its unbelievable a feeling :S But I’m no longer sure right now if it’s actually a good unbelievable..
Major lessons learnt have definitely been outside the classroom! They include:
- most importantly, the art of multitasking (!!!!) – something I now swear by!
- the art of manipulation – essential for survival =p
- the art of procrastination – heck, we deserve a time-out too
- the art of (endless) spontaneous part-aying! - the art of meeting all deadlines – with all the last minute, last second, last millisecond editing
- the survival of the fittest – its sorta like living in a lost-and-found box!
- the difference between playing politics and playing dirty (read filthy) politics
- not expecting anything from anyone, yet try and be there for them anyways – if nothing else, we’ve got The One who really matters watching us right? :)

- the fact that there really are two sides to a coin – Accept the fact that maybe you don’t want to see the other side, and move on..
- self reliance – Lol, you bet it’s a dog-eats-dog world out there, but maybe thats the fun of it!
Seen the highs.. seen the VERY highs.. seen the lows.. seen the absolute lows.. Yet, its been more like home than home itself! Absolutely no regrets whatsoever!
Unbelievable insane times there have been: from the halwa puri-ing and the beach trips.. to being innocent little bachas in Dubaiiii.. to endless Chips times.. to illogical Logic times.. to post-exam bathroom adventures.. to the vacations in the middle of semesters.. to the car accident(s) *shudder*.. to being made to sell chappals at Sunday Bazaar.. to endless endless allll night MSN counseling sessions.. to duniya hai-hota hai-chalta hai Business Ethics days.. to meeting innumerable eternal Pizza Expert loyals :@
.. to starting work on a project at 4am, just hours before a deadline.. to dancing to the tunes of a dhol-waala in 90’s auditorium (!!).. to the Salman-Hiba-Sameer naaras.. to witnessing unbelievable hard work, dedication, unity and team spirit - ZABMUN :D
We’ve all been there for each other, and we haven’t been there for each other.. We’ve cross-talked.. We’ve back stabbed.. We’ve bitched.. We’ve gossiped.. We’ve partied our hearts out.. We’ve disowned and ignored.. Yet, we’ve been a family in its oddest sense!
An exception to all the negatives for me has always been ZABMUN – it is by far, one of the bestest-est things to me happen to me at szabby! October 2008 was when I saw hard work paying off.. Under the c
ircumstances, pulling off what Team ZABMUN did had seemed impossible back then.. And with the people we found in ZABMUN, I think now that with spirits like those and with the commitment level my people have.. for them, anything is possible! Truly, there can be no better team than my Team ZABMUN :D
ZABMUN’s success had no ties with people working for marks, it wasn’t done as a favour of sorts.. it was done to prove ZABMUN.. to prove who we are as a society! I end my term at ZABMUN knowing it is in the hands of people who only aim to make it bigger and better :)
These 4 years have been a journey of meeting new people and of discovering and re-discovering old ones! Honestly I think thats ALL I’ve done the past 4 years! Everyone at szabby now seems familiar.. its like over the years, we all begin to appear the same.. Its been great yet absolutely insane how many people there are at teeny meeny szabby..Talk
about dil mey jagga hona =p
Its been a constant journey of losing, finding and then losing myself all over again.. I guess it was more like a journey of understanding myself.. Heck, that bit I’m still working on!
Its also been a realization of how the real world actually is.. But right now I’m not even sure why I’m whining about leaving szabby.. I really don’t think I can get too far away from this place you know.. *siiiigh* I guess I really am a szabby-baby for life now! =p
Definately not ending the way I had wanted it to end, but I guess that’s ok.. Its still been the BEST rollercoaster ride I’ve ever been on.. and for the time being I know its now almost time to get off..
Section A, Batch of 2009 (August 1, 2005-May 7, 2009) – R.I.P
Over and out,
0511122
[Note: this was impulsively written over a couple of hours of extreme bouts of nostalgia, fueled by another few hours of surfing endless old photo albums]
[Note again: This note originally went up on my facebook, wont make much sense to any of the other readers :S]