It may sound like a romantic post...... all sighs......
Oh.... But I miss FG...... It was almost like I was myself living in the Gurukul with all the students...... Where I knew each student almost personally.... Wait eagerly each evening for each episode....... I felt such strong emotions each day..... anger/hate/elation/happiness....... Poetic Justice / Jealousy / Favouritism / Politics........
I hated Arpita and loved Qazi....... I cursed Rex for his change in attitude.. appreciated RR for her simplicity.... Hated the faculty..... Loved the judges..... Hated Sony..... Addicted to the IF..... Obsessed with a TV Show!!!!!!!!.......
For a few weeks, life was consumed by FG.... Internet/at home/friends...
I am suddenly at a loss...... but limping back to same old same old..... Life moves on.....
Zindagi ke safar mein..... Guzar jaate hain jo makaam....... Who phir nahin aate...... Woh phir nahin aate......