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Contentment

its been quite some time since something struck this head of mine ..and 
thought i should express this one thought that has been just strolling in my extremely excited brain
it started about 4 days back .
its is pretty humane to feel a rush of excitement and i am quite human so i get excited a lot .
I remember that when i was a kid we used to travel to Punjab in trains and no matter
how bad the ride was gonna be (i ended up sick after most of em ) but i was never able to
sleep the night before the journey . The path was always the same old monotonous one and
so was the interior but, it never thwarted that excitement .
Gradually i became older and lost this excitement . There are always some feelings in life
which are forgotten because they get suppressed to extreme . Exempli gratia
that feeling of enjoying a lolly pop ..
how many of you readers remember it ... ?                               
#Gotcha ... 
anyways so coming back to the topic at hand
" four days back on thursday night that feeling of invigorating excitement came back .
I couldnt sleep the whole night regardless of how tired i was . My eyes just wouldnt stay shut. 
It was about 5 am and i fell asleep and woke up 45 minutes later without any feeling of prior alarms or stuff but,
I guess i knew why i couldnt sleep . That feeling was back for sure and
this time it was for the so called admission verification process .
Going for the final step to achieve what i wanted and for which my emotions were in chaos .
That document submission was probably the longest thing i ever underwent and after all 
that i had it in my hand.
My seat in one of the best Colleges for journalism and mass communication . "
after grabbing that the fatigue hit me and i wanted to fall down on a bed and
sleep to the content of my heart .. not that it needed any more contentment .
"i was dead tired that day .. you know the feeling after the accomplishment ? that was it ."
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