The beginning of the end...

'Do you know what happened that day??'  

'Ohh! I can't believe she said this.' 

'Its so usual for her. She's born weird.'  *Break into laughter

'What does she think she's all about??'

'Ermm....Oomph, she thinks.'  *Clapping hands

Well, yeah. A Bulla session. (Pardon me IITians for adapting your copyrighted lingo )

Everybody does involve in this, be it at any point in life. 

Guys too and Gals, obviously.

Although, the female predominance is what has been publicized since centuries. But, look around, Guys are the ones who spread the news much faster than what girls have the potential of. 

The essentials go up like this:

The perfect setting: A hostel room. 

It has to be behind the doors. And we don't mind the walls having ears.

The perfect time: Late in the night.

Ain't it the dark time to talk dark? ;)

Sometimes, the afternoon tea too seems perfect. 

Requires 3 people to start. (A Minimum)

The 3 usually are joined in by any and every one who passes by, and the number may rise upto 10-11-12.

*Then the room becomes too congested, and the session becomes brittle. 

Many a people love calling it a 'gossiping' session. Well, sometimes it is correct. You talk about what is 'happening' (as in 'Haaapennning'). 

But, I avoid using that. Coz most of the times (Out of the 10-11 sessions I've attended all my 5 years of med school) we talk about our plans, discuss things around us, and get ourselves equipped with some informations (and this ain't about people) !!

One such session, yesterday. 

One after a long time that lasted a long time. :)

There's such a change of pattern we notice.

During First Year- It was about the 'nasty' seniors, and then about the 'fellow guys'.

During Second Year- It went about to become the 'real gossiping' about the new hook-ups, the relationships in general, and guys in general. (A special target at the residents.)

During Third Year, It shifted to the plans for future, and the information brigade.

During Fourth Year, it was about studies. (Read as: 'She studies soo much, and still cribs and cries.' 'She answers so weirdly.') 

- This one was not my cuppa coffee. Hence, Please don't link me with such sessions.

(I'm not stupid enough to bring up STUD-IES in moments of fun!)

During Internship, it has become marriages, kids, reliving the years in fond remembrances.

Laughing over the stupid things we fought over, the moments of enjoyment are being lived.

Tele says: Appears to be the beginning of the end... The end of the 5 golden years of an era.

Or the End of the beginning...as I enter the mainstream medicine, on the fields ??

-Synchronism exists. 

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