Life is when there is a fight

Well, the last few months have made me realise that there is no fun in life when there is no fight. Be it for admissions, for CR, for the council or for the placements. Life is fun and exciting only when there is a challenge. Now in life when the challenges are less appealing and when there is enough time at hand, it feels mentally less interesting and less fun. There is enough time to while away doing nothing which i like. And for the rest, there is no company and no passion. Dead is that individual who would run up and down 5 times in 5 minutes for the sake of the council, or placements. Murder !!! comes the shout. Well, it may be the murder of the old me and here comes the more stupid, complacent, more tolerant me. Unfortunately, where does this lead me?
I cannot but think of something new everyday. I remember those wonderful college days with envy. That was something that i would never get back. The first day at college with faizal mohammad. Those days in the hostel meeting up with people and having dinner together. Its been a long long way from those initial hostel days to the days in the flat and the issues therein. Not to forget those times spent in the council and the hours and nights spent on working for Paragana. How we slogged and what we got? A tradeoff possibly never going to balance considering the emotional fulfillment that it gave. The times when i felt proud of having taken care of Paragana and the issue following it.
The tension and the tribulations of placements and the wonderful times spent with friends. Be it those expensive chacha excursions, or the wonderful sweet times spent at PR. The wonderful dinners at Angethi or the Jalebis at Tiwari. Life was fun. Everyday was different and you wouldnt know where you are going to be at what time. You woudlnt know what you are going to eat or do. So basically there was always the excitement of the unknown. There was very little time for anything else in life because of the permanent marriage with the activities of the college and the issues incumbent to a mammoth money making machine. With studies still taking some spare time in life, the present seems pathetic.
But then, I am sure the days ahead are not going to be smooth sailing. The sword is hanging. Its only days that i am counting i can prevent it from falling down. So lets take stock. Lets find out. How i can find something to fight for. No doubt, the job is challenging, but the principle of work while you work makes my play life difficult. I miss my friends, i miss those days in the quad, whiling time checking the beauty of God and eating nice food at expensive places.
However i may curse the place, but i still owe NM a lot in life.