Chaos

Chaos Moksha 2006. IIM-A's annual cultural festival. I was there. It was fun. Loads of fun. Loads of Chaos.

Chaos. "Moksha" was the theme this year. Moksha means salvation. Nirvana. Attainment of the highest level of consciousness. The feeling of being one with the world. Though I know I won't get that feeling in the "recent" future (if there is such a thing :P)... I definitely went close to moksha if I consider the experience of four days combined.

Chaos Moksha was about friends, daytime train journeys, beautiful songs on beautiful guitars, girls, diagonal dorms, old campus, new campus, the underpass, the night sessions at the underpass, girls, Strings, Jal, Amaan Ali and Ayaan Ali, gujju thali food, music competitions, graffiti, almost-won-at-the-dumb.c incident, nangu, patni, patni's stalker chick, vodka in faculty block, vodka hidden in bag, vodka shots in dorm, vodka at rooftops, screwdriver vodka, smoke after vodka, hindi jam, ditched english jam, jammaster, NID fash-p, girls, more girls, non-iitian girls, getting phone numbers, what it eez, free biscuits, free mcfills chips, free time, a free world!

So much to say, so much to experience. Will definitely go next year as well.

However, more than Chaos, I fell in love with IIMA second time over. IIMA, hold your arms wide open, because if you look hard enough, you can see me coming. You should be grateful for this you know, it is not often that I so long for something. Consider yourself honored.