Its December, my favourite month! Love this month not because of the soul fact that it brings festivity and fun….but simply coz the season in itself is so different and refreshing. From the damp rainy season to the cool chilly one, it’s something new.
The one thing I like about this season is ,it forces me to spend most of my time in the veranda, especially in the night …When the weather outside seems to have wrapped around it a cool expanse of breeze, letting all the creatures to curdle up in blankets and sleep in peace. Apart from the breezy weather, what drive me to peep out of my tepid home are the glittering and glistening small bulbs, which tend to adorn almost all the houses in my neighborhood. Red, green, yellow and blue, they shine like gems n diamonds as in fairy tales. And I love to see them shine, dance and exhibit supple movements, camouflaging each one from the other. And yes, the carol songs accompanied by tiny Santa’s frolicking and enjoying themselves…and at times it gets too funny ,coz you get to hear remix versions of film songs changed into Christmas hymns….But then ,this is what makes it all the more fun. And there are some groups who come up with big illuminant lightings and decorations and all sorts of modern songs , but the only problem with them is they arrive too late …almost after mid night ! I guess they want to wake up even those sleeping in graves and seek attention…lol….whatever may be their intentions, I simply love to watch them from my dark room, where lights are purposefully shut ,and giggle along with my sister as they pass by our house. Every thing of such nature starts way back, almost two weeks before Christmas arrives! And this is exactly what makes the whole month full of festivity.
And for all this, this December was no exception. On the very first day of December, I was ready to spend my evening sitting out in the veranda enjoying everything I had been doing ever since I knew .Well on 1st December its too early to expect to see those disco lights embellish the bushy trees or colorful stars hanging in the air. But as I said, apart from all this it’s the atmosphere outside which compels you to be with it, and in return promises to give to freshness in every air you breath. Hmmm….and I was doing the same ,enjoying every bit and looking around the trees and brushes which surrounded me , and dreaming soon they’ll match the picture in my mind. And as I was doing this, what do I see???....God, its splendid….unusual, unseen, ethereal…unbelievable…and all I could say was WOW! I had read poets say , and artist display how the celestial objects responded to their call , even smiled back to them…! But this time they actually did, not only to the thoughtful poets ,but to the rest of the world too…! Yes I am talking about the sight which really made us smile ,coz someone on the very far end was smiling brightly with its twinkling stars turned eyes , and moon turned smile..! I rushed inside shouting and screaming “hey..the moon is smiling!”. And as expected I got doubtful looks as response, but without waiting a second I pushed them all outside to let them see the incredible sight with their own eyes. And what more, the air was filled with awe and admiration! We watched the sight till our hearts content and then moved in to see if television could explain something more about the whole thing.
And yes, they had their explanations ready . According to the various news sources, it were the planets Jupiter and Venus who shone like eyes of the crescent Moon, giving it altogether a smiling face. It was a sight seldom visible from the naked eyes, according to scientists.
Whatever it was, for me it had a very different story… I felt as if after all the bloodshed and agony our country had gone through during the past few days, this was a message from the celestial world aided by moon and two planets, that hope and optimism never die! And everything will be back to normal; the only thing which is needed is ,is to smile back!
Smile at evil and it will shy away….I guess that’s what the cosmic smile was all about!!
Monday, December 15, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
A Departed soul....
After three days of holidays, it’s tough to prepare yourself to get started for another working day…But this time, didn’t have to wheedle my mind too much, and I was ready for college. Unlike other days reached the bus stop at time and was comfortably waiting for my “luxury bus”! Well, it is indeed a luxury and you come to realize it only when you get to face the plight in other ‘line buses’. Never had an idea about the dilemma in these buses…simply coz I had the comfort of my company school bus. But once I was out of the protected environment I got to face the realities of life…and yes life is tough..!
But extravagance knocks again, and my so called bus is again at my service…so y should I waste it when I can use it…
So at sharp time my bus arrives and I make a random choice for my seat…well actually almost all the seats remain vacant and you have the liberty to choose whichever you like…simply coz they will never get filled…lol…
But today the bus was unusually empty…only five people including the driver!
After about half an hour got down at my stop, and was discussing about the dwindle population in the bus with my friend. Suddenly she says ,”I think we wont be having class today ,coz a student of our college died in an accident yesterday”.
“Oh…no! Is it?..Then why did we travel this long, anyways lets go to the college and see”
Reached the college a bit too early, but had a classmate for company. After sometime one of my junior arrives and he too says the same thing “I don’t think we’ll have class today” .So I was almost sure that classes won’t be held today. By that time almost all my class mates arrived and each one had a different story to narrate about the accident. At 10, bell rang and an announcement was made regarding a prayer meeting to be held in the auditorium for the departed soul and everyone was requested to attend the same. It’s another story whether all of us attended or not, but then I somehow did….
On the stage, were our principal, two other teachers and our newly elected chairman. And at the centre of the stage was affixed a photo of the departed soul. Our principal as usual began with a very monotonous tone…I agree u cant sound cheerful at such situations, but then you can always be clear.. And it was at that time I came to know, what exactly had happened..! The boy who was a third year computer science student didn’t go for the special class scheduled on Saturday, instead set on a small excursion with his friends. And while they were on their way back, this boy rear-ended with a truck, and ended up giving his life away….A pleasure tour ended up to be a mournful one!
The principal went on for another few minutes; praising the boy in everyway possible...about his academic excellence and stuff and then handed over the dice for the boy’s class teacher…she too made a few remarks ,and was seated .And then we prayed for the well being of his soul ,and disbanded as we didn’t have further classes for the day…While I was on my way back ,something kept choking me ….a few questions whirl pooled my mind……
Did his death affect anyone? One after the other people spoke about this boy….did they really mean what they said? Will the college really miss him? For me everything seemed so fake, so artificial ….a ceremony just for the sake of it. I could even hear murmurs and anxious whispers discussing about the date adjustments for the Arts day celebration and curious queries regarding its abandonment in between the ceremony. This is what mattered …..Arts days, elections, college day and a few more such days which, called for celebration and fun. What did anyone lose?...nothing at all! Its his parents who have lost their beloved son, who had once promised to live their dreams, to make them proud one day and to pay back oodles of love at their senility. For them, world would now seem shattered and hopeless. But for the rest of the world it’s yet another miserable death…to be remembered and forgotten!
People remember you, only when you are a part of their lives….and when your own life ceases to exist…. .You are forgotten and you live in to become mere memories….to be forgotten or remembered……!
But extravagance knocks again, and my so called bus is again at my service…so y should I waste it when I can use it…
So at sharp time my bus arrives and I make a random choice for my seat…well actually almost all the seats remain vacant and you have the liberty to choose whichever you like…simply coz they will never get filled…lol…
But today the bus was unusually empty…only five people including the driver!
After about half an hour got down at my stop, and was discussing about the dwindle population in the bus with my friend. Suddenly she says ,”I think we wont be having class today ,coz a student of our college died in an accident yesterday”.
“Oh…no! Is it?..Then why did we travel this long, anyways lets go to the college and see”
Reached the college a bit too early, but had a classmate for company. After sometime one of my junior arrives and he too says the same thing “I don’t think we’ll have class today” .So I was almost sure that classes won’t be held today. By that time almost all my class mates arrived and each one had a different story to narrate about the accident. At 10, bell rang and an announcement was made regarding a prayer meeting to be held in the auditorium for the departed soul and everyone was requested to attend the same. It’s another story whether all of us attended or not, but then I somehow did….
On the stage, were our principal, two other teachers and our newly elected chairman. And at the centre of the stage was affixed a photo of the departed soul. Our principal as usual began with a very monotonous tone…I agree u cant sound cheerful at such situations, but then you can always be clear.. And it was at that time I came to know, what exactly had happened..! The boy who was a third year computer science student didn’t go for the special class scheduled on Saturday, instead set on a small excursion with his friends. And while they were on their way back, this boy rear-ended with a truck, and ended up giving his life away….A pleasure tour ended up to be a mournful one!
The principal went on for another few minutes; praising the boy in everyway possible...about his academic excellence and stuff and then handed over the dice for the boy’s class teacher…she too made a few remarks ,and was seated .And then we prayed for the well being of his soul ,and disbanded as we didn’t have further classes for the day…While I was on my way back ,something kept choking me ….a few questions whirl pooled my mind……
Did his death affect anyone? One after the other people spoke about this boy….did they really mean what they said? Will the college really miss him? For me everything seemed so fake, so artificial ….a ceremony just for the sake of it. I could even hear murmurs and anxious whispers discussing about the date adjustments for the Arts day celebration and curious queries regarding its abandonment in between the ceremony. This is what mattered …..Arts days, elections, college day and a few more such days which, called for celebration and fun. What did anyone lose?...nothing at all! Its his parents who have lost their beloved son, who had once promised to live their dreams, to make them proud one day and to pay back oodles of love at their senility. For them, world would now seem shattered and hopeless. But for the rest of the world it’s yet another miserable death…to be remembered and forgotten!
People remember you, only when you are a part of their lives….and when your own life ceases to exist…. .You are forgotten and you live in to become mere memories….to be forgotten or remembered……!
Thursday, October 2, 2008
2nd october!
“Beep-Beep”…my mobile screeched at the top of its voice. And it made me wake up early on a holiday…I still lay on the bed with my eyes closed and my hand went near the windowpane searching for the gadget like a blind ,helplessly trying to find her fallen walking stick…!Finally I had it in my hand, I reluctantly pushed aside my ‘mink blanket’ and pulled up my pillow ,to let my back rest……oh!god its 9 o’clock, my swollen overslept eyes were wide awake now…(I wondered why amma didn’t come up to wake us up, but was happy she didn’t !;)).So I had over slept, and I certainly didn’t want to begin my day reading yet another stupid forwarded message….But since I had taken so much of pain (I mean giving up my precious sleep… etc etc…) I had no other go but to read it…
“Let us follow the path of truth and nonviolence shown by Mahatma Gandhi”
Sender: ministry of Information and Broadcasting
This made me realize it was “Gandhi jayanti” …The day when our “Father of the nation was born” A man who gave up everything for this nation…who taught the world an entirely different way to resist oppression ……. Who taught ahimsa and non violence were mightier than the sword…. who gave up all his luxury to become one among the down trodden ….who in himself became a Legend!
Like for many of you, it was yet another holiday for me … a day to sleep till noon, watch movies and have fun! But this message somewhere struck a cord …
Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi was born on this day, so what’s so special about it..?It’s just one among the other few public holidays we have ….This is our attitude! And I can’t afford to blame others too …simply coz even I don’t care about it…what matters is, is a holiday …no matter what it is for..!
I wonder, if this is the situation now, then what would be the affairs after a few decades or so? Would any one even believe that such a man walked on earth ? A person who could give his life and soul for a nation like ours …where every now and then people fight over property, wealth and fame …where selfishness rules all minds ….where bloodshed and tears are a common picture …where people live in crumpled cities …where corruption and red tapism is unavoidable….where bomb blasts gulping innocent lives is always forgotten …yes this is our nation today…but its certainly not what Gandhiji would have dreamt…..! I know it’s hard to digest, but it’s the naked truth, which is seldom sweet…or rather never!
Bapuji , a real time hero is more of a myth now…whose principles and values seem superficial and unpractical. But these were the same principles which lead a nation to attain its freedom. Talking of Gandhiji may bore us, but if its Rajkumar Hirani’s new flick, we run to the theatres to grab a ticket…where bapuji seems be the hero with munna bhai preaching “gandhigiri” .Thanks to Hirani for making a commercially meaningful film!(At least gandhiji was remembered and the youth loved him… )
Why am I writing all this, what good will it do? Well, I guess it’s a small tribute from me to a great legend who once lived and fought to make his dream a reality…and to make myself realize, if not others …that I still remember you bapu…!
I know am being too patriotic and emotional..But I guess its no harm being so at least once a year if not more .Well, I know if something of this sort had been posted on aug15, it would have been more meaningful …But aug15 attained its relevance because of a soul born today…who sowed seeds of craving independence about half a century back and lead the nation to attain the same!
It’s said that history repeats itself and every character that becomes a history, some day reborn to create yet another history!
Bapu in disguise is sure to walk this nation again and start yet another revolution…where all of us are not going to sit idle, but strive to attain our precious peaceful country back…!
This post in some way made me connect myself to bapu and will continue to do the same at least until the next post arrives,,,,lol….;)
“Let us follow the path of truth and nonviolence shown by Mahatma Gandhi”
Sender: ministry of Information and Broadcasting
This made me realize it was “Gandhi jayanti” …The day when our “Father of the nation was born” A man who gave up everything for this nation…who taught the world an entirely different way to resist oppression ……. Who taught ahimsa and non violence were mightier than the sword…. who gave up all his luxury to become one among the down trodden ….who in himself became a Legend!
Like for many of you, it was yet another holiday for me … a day to sleep till noon, watch movies and have fun! But this message somewhere struck a cord …
Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi was born on this day, so what’s so special about it..?It’s just one among the other few public holidays we have ….This is our attitude! And I can’t afford to blame others too …simply coz even I don’t care about it…what matters is, is a holiday …no matter what it is for..!
I wonder, if this is the situation now, then what would be the affairs after a few decades or so? Would any one even believe that such a man walked on earth ? A person who could give his life and soul for a nation like ours …where every now and then people fight over property, wealth and fame …where selfishness rules all minds ….where bloodshed and tears are a common picture …where people live in crumpled cities …where corruption and red tapism is unavoidable….where bomb blasts gulping innocent lives is always forgotten …yes this is our nation today…but its certainly not what Gandhiji would have dreamt…..! I know it’s hard to digest, but it’s the naked truth, which is seldom sweet…or rather never!
Bapuji , a real time hero is more of a myth now…whose principles and values seem superficial and unpractical. But these were the same principles which lead a nation to attain its freedom. Talking of Gandhiji may bore us, but if its Rajkumar Hirani’s new flick, we run to the theatres to grab a ticket…where bapuji seems be the hero with munna bhai preaching “gandhigiri” .Thanks to Hirani for making a commercially meaningful film!(At least gandhiji was remembered and the youth loved him… )
Why am I writing all this, what good will it do? Well, I guess it’s a small tribute from me to a great legend who once lived and fought to make his dream a reality…and to make myself realize, if not others …that I still remember you bapu…!
I know am being too patriotic and emotional..But I guess its no harm being so at least once a year if not more .Well, I know if something of this sort had been posted on aug15, it would have been more meaningful …But aug15 attained its relevance because of a soul born today…who sowed seeds of craving independence about half a century back and lead the nation to attain the same!
It’s said that history repeats itself and every character that becomes a history, some day reborn to create yet another history!
Bapu in disguise is sure to walk this nation again and start yet another revolution…where all of us are not going to sit idle, but strive to attain our precious peaceful country back…!
This post in some way made me connect myself to bapu and will continue to do the same at least until the next post arrives,,,,lol….;)
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Wilted friendship......
Sam: What did u tell her? Did I ever say all that…? How could you…
Anu: I didn’t mean …that….
Sam: U didn’t mean …what?
Anu: I really didn’t think all this will get this far…am really sorry…
Sam: Don’t u have this much sense…they are in love so obviously they would feel bad..
Anu:I know but then I didn’t mean any harm to you…I didn’t know it would even affect our friendship…am so stupid….am so sorry yaar….
Sam: fine…bye…
Anu: but Sam…Sam….
But all she could hear was the disconnected tone…She flung the phone on the bed…and sat pulling her hair…what else could she do..? She had messed it up completely…though unknowingly she had come between two friends…and no one could mend the dent….
Anu opens her diary, her intimate friend, and flips back a few pages…
13 July, 2008
‘Had gone to college to collect my provisional certificate. Finally I had it in my hand! Three long years in the college summed up in this small paper….! Provisional certificate was just an excuse to meet my friends..I guess it was the same with all of us! Met Rakhi too…she didn’t seem very happy seeing her college mates…She was rather disgusted…and this phenomenon is common from the day she fell in love with Stalin .
She seems to believe only him…only what he says…that too blindly…No wonder people say love is blind..!I don’t say ,Stalin is faking it…he is genuine in his feeling…even more than Rakhi..but then u have to keep a good balance between love and friendship…You cant afford to forget your friends at the cost of your love….can you? Well I cant,but then Rakhi seemed as if she could….Stalin always had small tiffs with others in our group, and Rakhi kept blaming us…without even trying to find the core reason..all this had continued for quite a long time and finally it resulted in a “I don’t care attitude”both from rakhi’s and stalin’s side for their friends…
Well,we had our chit chat for quite some time..but then Rakhi always poked me with her beady eyes ,indicating ‘lets leave’.She was least interested in the group talks.Finally I agreed and we sat up to leave…Rakhi as always felt hungry ,and soon both of us were sitting in our favourite bakery ‘swami’s’(our hang out place ,when in college).Rakhi starts off abruptly,” I think every thing will be fine,I told about Stalin to my sis,at first she was shocked ,but when I told her that I was serious she said its ok…But the only problem is religion, he is Christian and am Hindu….rest I think I can manage” I just couldn’t believe it was the same Rakhi I had met a couple of years back….love in itself is courageous…so it imparts some to those in it..! ‘So its working for you Rakhi finally,gr8! I said with mixed feeling….but then I was happy for her! Rakhi ,again spoke ,this time with some sort of anger in her eyes…”I know you guys will support,but I doubt about Sam…he called stalin lately and they had some sort of spat.This Sam ,I don’t like him he is such a stud “ At this I broke open,” is it??...well he called me a few days back,he told me he is not gonna support you guys….actually he feels its not going to work!”
Rakhi just couldn’t stand this, she immediately said,” I am gonna tell this to Stalin, let him know what his friends feel about our relationship” oh..c’mon Rakhi,he didn’t mean it,why take it so seriously . Moreover he said all this long time back…just forget it yaar…don’t mess up the meager friendship left!....I said trying to cool the situation.But I think I had made a big mistake .Well,she promised she wouldn’t tell this to stalin…but then I doubted her..!
14 July, 2008
And yes, Stalin had it in his ears…the least I wanted to happen. Now whatever, friendship was left between us was at stake. I hope everything goes well, and Stalin remains his calm..I hope this tiff ends here and I in no way come between two good friends…
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Anu closed her diary....she couldn’t control her tears; she had come between two friends. Sam couldn’t be blamed as he was projected guilty, when he was not actually! Anu on the other hand had made life miserable both for Sam and herself!
A group which made the whole college rock , seemed to collapse before a small tremor!
Whose fault was it after all? Was it purposefully done? What good did it bring? All these queries seem tough to be answered…but then they need an answer. Let’s hope these are answered satisfactorily and end on a positive note saying….”If its autumn, can spring be far behind”!
Anu: I didn’t mean …that….
Sam: U didn’t mean …what?
Anu: I really didn’t think all this will get this far…am really sorry…
Sam: Don’t u have this much sense…they are in love so obviously they would feel bad..
Anu:I know but then I didn’t mean any harm to you…I didn’t know it would even affect our friendship…am so stupid….am so sorry yaar….
Sam: fine…bye…
Anu: but Sam…Sam….
But all she could hear was the disconnected tone…She flung the phone on the bed…and sat pulling her hair…what else could she do..? She had messed it up completely…though unknowingly she had come between two friends…and no one could mend the dent….
Anu opens her diary, her intimate friend, and flips back a few pages…
13 July, 2008
‘Had gone to college to collect my provisional certificate. Finally I had it in my hand! Three long years in the college summed up in this small paper….! Provisional certificate was just an excuse to meet my friends..I guess it was the same with all of us! Met Rakhi too…she didn’t seem very happy seeing her college mates…She was rather disgusted…and this phenomenon is common from the day she fell in love with Stalin .
She seems to believe only him…only what he says…that too blindly…No wonder people say love is blind..!I don’t say ,Stalin is faking it…he is genuine in his feeling…even more than Rakhi..but then u have to keep a good balance between love and friendship…You cant afford to forget your friends at the cost of your love….can you? Well I cant,but then Rakhi seemed as if she could….Stalin always had small tiffs with others in our group, and Rakhi kept blaming us…without even trying to find the core reason..all this had continued for quite a long time and finally it resulted in a “I don’t care attitude”both from rakhi’s and stalin’s side for their friends…
Well,we had our chit chat for quite some time..but then Rakhi always poked me with her beady eyes ,indicating ‘lets leave’.She was least interested in the group talks.Finally I agreed and we sat up to leave…Rakhi as always felt hungry ,and soon both of us were sitting in our favourite bakery ‘swami’s’(our hang out place ,when in college).Rakhi starts off abruptly,” I think every thing will be fine,I told about Stalin to my sis,at first she was shocked ,but when I told her that I was serious she said its ok…But the only problem is religion, he is Christian and am Hindu….rest I think I can manage” I just couldn’t believe it was the same Rakhi I had met a couple of years back….love in itself is courageous…so it imparts some to those in it..! ‘So its working for you Rakhi finally,gr8! I said with mixed feeling….but then I was happy for her! Rakhi ,again spoke ,this time with some sort of anger in her eyes…”I know you guys will support,but I doubt about Sam…he called stalin lately and they had some sort of spat.This Sam ,I don’t like him he is such a stud “ At this I broke open,” is it??...well he called me a few days back,he told me he is not gonna support you guys….actually he feels its not going to work!”
Rakhi just couldn’t stand this, she immediately said,” I am gonna tell this to Stalin, let him know what his friends feel about our relationship” oh..c’mon Rakhi,he didn’t mean it,why take it so seriously . Moreover he said all this long time back…just forget it yaar…don’t mess up the meager friendship left!....I said trying to cool the situation.But I think I had made a big mistake .Well,she promised she wouldn’t tell this to stalin…but then I doubted her..!
14 July, 2008
And yes, Stalin had it in his ears…the least I wanted to happen. Now whatever, friendship was left between us was at stake. I hope everything goes well, and Stalin remains his calm..I hope this tiff ends here and I in no way come between two good friends…
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Anu closed her diary....she couldn’t control her tears; she had come between two friends. Sam couldn’t be blamed as he was projected guilty, when he was not actually! Anu on the other hand had made life miserable both for Sam and herself!
A group which made the whole college rock , seemed to collapse before a small tremor!
Whose fault was it after all? Was it purposefully done? What good did it bring? All these queries seem tough to be answered…but then they need an answer. Let’s hope these are answered satisfactorily and end on a positive note saying….”If its autumn, can spring be far behind”!
Saturday, August 30, 2008
college days!
Slight breakfast,
Late attendance,
Long intervals,
Sharing canteen food,
Mobile in silent mode,
Some adult messages,
Late night missed calls,
Many proposals,
Some misunderstandings,
Preparing for exams,
Micro bits,
Struggle for marks,
Mass projects,
Dream tours,
Enjoying group arguments,
Fresher’s day
&
Farewell day with tears …..
“College life is nothing but a heaven…!”
How beautifully summed up naa…It’s just a forwarded message…but still it holds so many things…..college life is really a heaven!
With no worries or tension…life seems to be so much fun…and you realize this only when u are no more a part of it..(Well, in my case I have just stepped into another college…so I have yet to come..).But for those who have finished with their college days would definitely be missing, those wonderful days….Even in my case I know am not gonna get back those peppy days …as I have stepped on to a higher level now…and I am not expected to fool around, as I used to do (but I hope I get enough time to do the same here too….lol…;))…..Since I have started on this topic…let me tell u something about my college life…
Well, to be frank I never liked my college….The main cause for it may be because I had never expected to spend 3years in that college…Whenever I had thought about my college I used to get a very different picture… But when it actually came to me I had an entirely different image literarily….completely contradictory to my visualization….Where I wanted my college to be placed in the midst of the city…It was somewhere in the suburbs!.....Where I had wanted to see hip- hop guys jump around me…I had to be satisfied with simpletons….Where I wanted to have tones of fests and
Competitions…I was left with boring seminars…!
What more would one wants to be disappointed… and so was I….
Wondering then how did I start liking it…..?....Well, that’s something even I don’t know… But somehow I had started to like my college…no matter how ugly it seemed…and eventually I had fallen for it….I was in love with my college…(now u know, Love is blind…..lol…)With all its flaws I accepted my college….or rather I had to !.But surprisingly I was happy…Well, I must say the most interesting part of those salad days were the” political hangamas”… It was completely new to me…the various parties and their speeches, campaigns, strikes and what not! I sometimes wondered at this young age they actually looked like “politicians”! But I must tell u the whole thing was really superb…especially those strikes, when we used to slip from college and stroll around!
To talk about the class hours…they were boring for sure…with those same lecturers everyday….but they used to turn interesting with a screechy ring tone…..lol.Free hours were always welcome, but it’s a pity we seldom got them…! But those we got were thoroughly utilized….and the class after a free hour resembled a ground with numerous plane crashes…Intervals were much awaited and celebrated…especially lunch intervals…where u could see a lot of vultures scavenging, no matter how bad it tasted!……But I guess its fun to be a vulture at times…
When u r at college even the dreadful exams seem fun…until of, course the result comes!
But after every single test u get to hear those “tit-bit” stories and get to meet the triumphant heroes in this regard…lol…When u r at college life seems to be on a holiday, but still u crave for the same and obviously it becomes your best tour ever! And finally comes the farewell day…a day u wish never came …coz it simply reminds u that your reign here is over find another place now…lol….and that obviously hurts! But u always part with a promise that u’ll miss each other….and u always do miss them! I guess these were the things which made me love my college…and I know its similar for all of us…yet we think ours is the best..!
Fun, frolic, youthfulness, romance, silly fights, misunderstanding, lively corridors, funky dresses, empty class rooms and overcrowded canteen all describe ones college days…and so does mine..;)!
Late attendance,
Long intervals,
Sharing canteen food,
Mobile in silent mode,
Some adult messages,
Late night missed calls,
Many proposals,
Some misunderstandings,
Preparing for exams,
Micro bits,
Struggle for marks,
Mass projects,
Dream tours,
Enjoying group arguments,
Fresher’s day
&
Farewell day with tears …..
“College life is nothing but a heaven…!”
How beautifully summed up naa…It’s just a forwarded message…but still it holds so many things…..college life is really a heaven!
With no worries or tension…life seems to be so much fun…and you realize this only when u are no more a part of it..(Well, in my case I have just stepped into another college…so I have yet to come..).But for those who have finished with their college days would definitely be missing, those wonderful days….Even in my case I know am not gonna get back those peppy days …as I have stepped on to a higher level now…and I am not expected to fool around, as I used to do (but I hope I get enough time to do the same here too….lol…;))…..Since I have started on this topic…let me tell u something about my college life…
Well, to be frank I never liked my college….The main cause for it may be because I had never expected to spend 3years in that college…Whenever I had thought about my college I used to get a very different picture… But when it actually came to me I had an entirely different image literarily….completely contradictory to my visualization….Where I wanted my college to be placed in the midst of the city…It was somewhere in the suburbs!.....Where I had wanted to see hip- hop guys jump around me…I had to be satisfied with simpletons….Where I wanted to have tones of fests and
Competitions…I was left with boring seminars…!
What more would one wants to be disappointed… and so was I….
Wondering then how did I start liking it…..?....Well, that’s something even I don’t know… But somehow I had started to like my college…no matter how ugly it seemed…and eventually I had fallen for it….I was in love with my college…(now u know, Love is blind…..lol…)With all its flaws I accepted my college….or rather I had to !.But surprisingly I was happy…Well, I must say the most interesting part of those salad days were the” political hangamas”… It was completely new to me…the various parties and their speeches, campaigns, strikes and what not! I sometimes wondered at this young age they actually looked like “politicians”! But I must tell u the whole thing was really superb…especially those strikes, when we used to slip from college and stroll around!
To talk about the class hours…they were boring for sure…with those same lecturers everyday….but they used to turn interesting with a screechy ring tone…..lol.Free hours were always welcome, but it’s a pity we seldom got them…! But those we got were thoroughly utilized….and the class after a free hour resembled a ground with numerous plane crashes…Intervals were much awaited and celebrated…especially lunch intervals…where u could see a lot of vultures scavenging, no matter how bad it tasted!……But I guess its fun to be a vulture at times…
When u r at college even the dreadful exams seem fun…until of, course the result comes!
But after every single test u get to hear those “tit-bit” stories and get to meet the triumphant heroes in this regard…lol…When u r at college life seems to be on a holiday, but still u crave for the same and obviously it becomes your best tour ever! And finally comes the farewell day…a day u wish never came …coz it simply reminds u that your reign here is over find another place now…lol….and that obviously hurts! But u always part with a promise that u’ll miss each other….and u always do miss them! I guess these were the things which made me love my college…and I know its similar for all of us…yet we think ours is the best..!
Fun, frolic, youthfulness, romance, silly fights, misunderstanding, lively corridors, funky dresses, empty class rooms and overcrowded canteen all describe ones college days…and so does mine..;)!
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
online acquaintance.....
When night falls everything seems to have come to a stand still. No more bustling sound of the buses or the irritating top geared bikes….everything so silent and peaceful. The only thing which seems to be dominating the world at this hour is the street light, standing all alone in the spooky night, but sometimes they seem to have companions too…the howling and hooting stray dogs who find shelter under these lamps…
On one such night when the world around me was all asleep and the only sound audible was the tip- tip from the leaky tap I decided to quit my sleep!(but it was not the tip tip…which awoke me…actually I wasn’t feeling sleepy at all….I wanted to chit chat).But no one was available, my favourite chat friend i.e. my sis was fast asleep and her face brought in memories of ‘kumbhakarna’(one of my fav epic heroes…lol;)).So I decided not to disturb her……Then somehow I thought of the internet …what made me think so I don’t know…but soon I was on the net!
Life on the net is entirely different, in the middle of the night you see chat rooms over flooded and people in various communities on some social networks fighting and teasing with each other …..Life seems to be so much fun here! I sometimes feel life in net is synonymous to a fun filled ambience….
And as expected I was really happy to see all this ….so many like minded people all in one place. To me it was more of a coming together of the nocturnals…!lol….I finally decided to get into a chat room! I know many of you are shocked at my decision..coz everyone knows life in chat rooms are never easy…especially at odd hours like in my case…lol…;)…But then I guess am too good at handling such people…they never dare to bother me too much…cowards…!,hiding in the light of anonymity….And yes ,that day I did meet some pieces ,but I handled them well and they were off….;)
I was too bored fighting with those mud heads…..I even thought of leaving the place…and joining my sis in the dream world…but somehow I decided to cling for some more time…as if something good awaited me….
And as expected, someone really interesting came in…Our conversation started off in a very unusual manner (wondering…what it was all about?)
Well, we were reviewing a much hyped up movie…it was not all, I hadn’t seen the movie…so someone at the far end was narrating it to me…scene by scene…(I can imagine the weird expression on your face…and that’s exactly the same I get when I recollect about it now!).But I guess what made me to hold on till the end of narration was my keen interest to watch the same…! But contrarily to all of your expectations…I decided not to watch the stupid movie…! Yes that’s exactly what I felt after hearing to the filmy anecdote…But was really thankful coz I had been saved from a disastrous movie….(want to know which was the so called flick…?well, it was a much awaited kamal hasan movie…the hyped and more hyped film!)
May be because our conversation began in a very unusual style… it did go on taking unexpected turns….which made it all the more interesting…We spoke for about an hour and so…but seemed to have had talked for much long…And by that time I was ready to sleep…We bid adieu and left…without any promise to meet again…
But, then we did meet again…when, I don’t know…but it was fun…for sure..!We have truly become friends. Apart from the silly fights and teasing, we do talk on serious matters…(not on global warming or musharaf’s impeachment…but then some relevant stuffs…!).Never ever had I thought that people can be friends on the cyber world…..But I guess I was wrong coz I had managed to find a very sweet friend…. And ,so would be the case with many of u…(I can see a couple of nods…lol….).May be its because friendship needs no medium…it blossoms in meadow and desert alike…!...Neither does it need a proper time …..It may bloom in noiseless night or noisy daylight…!
On one such night when the world around me was all asleep and the only sound audible was the tip- tip from the leaky tap I decided to quit my sleep!(but it was not the tip tip…which awoke me…actually I wasn’t feeling sleepy at all….I wanted to chit chat).But no one was available, my favourite chat friend i.e. my sis was fast asleep and her face brought in memories of ‘kumbhakarna’(one of my fav epic heroes…lol;)).So I decided not to disturb her……Then somehow I thought of the internet …what made me think so I don’t know…but soon I was on the net!
Life on the net is entirely different, in the middle of the night you see chat rooms over flooded and people in various communities on some social networks fighting and teasing with each other …..Life seems to be so much fun here! I sometimes feel life in net is synonymous to a fun filled ambience….
And as expected I was really happy to see all this ….so many like minded people all in one place. To me it was more of a coming together of the nocturnals…!lol….I finally decided to get into a chat room! I know many of you are shocked at my decision..coz everyone knows life in chat rooms are never easy…especially at odd hours like in my case…lol…;)…But then I guess am too good at handling such people…they never dare to bother me too much…cowards…!,hiding in the light of anonymity….And yes ,that day I did meet some pieces ,but I handled them well and they were off….;)
I was too bored fighting with those mud heads…..I even thought of leaving the place…and joining my sis in the dream world…but somehow I decided to cling for some more time…as if something good awaited me….
And as expected, someone really interesting came in…Our conversation started off in a very unusual manner (wondering…what it was all about?)
Well, we were reviewing a much hyped up movie…it was not all, I hadn’t seen the movie…so someone at the far end was narrating it to me…scene by scene…(I can imagine the weird expression on your face…and that’s exactly the same I get when I recollect about it now!).But I guess what made me to hold on till the end of narration was my keen interest to watch the same…! But contrarily to all of your expectations…I decided not to watch the stupid movie…! Yes that’s exactly what I felt after hearing to the filmy anecdote…But was really thankful coz I had been saved from a disastrous movie….(want to know which was the so called flick…?well, it was a much awaited kamal hasan movie…the hyped and more hyped film!)
May be because our conversation began in a very unusual style… it did go on taking unexpected turns….which made it all the more interesting…We spoke for about an hour and so…but seemed to have had talked for much long…And by that time I was ready to sleep…We bid adieu and left…without any promise to meet again…
But, then we did meet again…when, I don’t know…but it was fun…for sure..!We have truly become friends. Apart from the silly fights and teasing, we do talk on serious matters…(not on global warming or musharaf’s impeachment…but then some relevant stuffs…!).Never ever had I thought that people can be friends on the cyber world…..But I guess I was wrong coz I had managed to find a very sweet friend…. And ,so would be the case with many of u…(I can see a couple of nods…lol….).May be its because friendship needs no medium…it blossoms in meadow and desert alike…!...Neither does it need a proper time …..It may bloom in noiseless night or noisy daylight…!
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
y do U bother so much...???
It was around 6pm ,I was as usual cuddled in the sofa and changing channels(one of my fav hobbies..).Suddenly,without any warning amma comes and switches off the tv ...."amma what is this"...I screeched out disgustedly.Amma turned around and said"so arent u coming with us,didnt i tell u about the movie?"I as usual with no interest said,"no way i am not coming for that stupid movie, and i suggest acha and u better drop the program ,the movie is not worth a penny"ok ok....do what ever u like ,but we are going...saying so amma started to get ready for the same.And by 6:15 acha was at home...he too asked me the same query...and i gave him the same reply....but unlike amma he tried his best to cajole me...but all his efforts were in vain.More over i had another excuse ...my sis wasnt back frm college yet ,so we couldnt leave the house deserted..."ok ,so u guys stay at home and we'll have fun watching the movie"acha said so with a smirk.It was 6:30 and they were off.I closed the main gate ,and was busy with some masala news on the daily ....I was having a nice time reading it ,when suddenly chikku(my dog)started barking...i peeped out of the window and saw a car parked near our gate...yes ,it were some unexpected guests...my god ...i called out in dismay...this was not because i hated guests ..but simply coz i was not dressed properly...i mean with the shabby cotton top and grungy skirt...who would look good...and so was i looking simply pathetic...but i guess u can afford to adorn such looks at home ,if not anywhere else...;).And i somehow tied my hair and was ready to open the door...
i opened the door ....well,i knew them...(but when no one is at home u tend to forget even those u know...;))but ,nothing of that sort happened....i caught hold of chikku...and he was tied in his place.I invited them indoors...they were comfortably seated ..."so no one is at home right?"at that point i felt like ...'so whom r u talking to?'...but then i controlled and replied with a made up smile "no they hav gone out".Here comes another"so they went to see the movie eh?...i saw the posters on the company board"...well...yes,i replied .And then a couple of few more were added on to the conversation....but all through ,i could spot the aunty looking at me with dismay...( i am sure she was extremly happy about my looks...lol) Actually ,they had come to invite us for their daughter's marriage.They handed over the card and i started to open it....when suddenly....my sis was there ...back frm college...(I was happy coz ,some of the attention was now drifted frm me...)
"oh!so do u always come by this time,its quite late.."the aunt asked her...My sis looked at her watch and said..."oh!...yaa...i mean no....it was the stupid traffic block u know..."i couldnt control my laughter ,but i couldnt laugh either ,so i managed with a silent giggle(its difficult to giggle without those stupid sounds!).So as mentioned earlier we had some more light moments together .(hey,we did offer them tea,but they refused)...i mentioned this coz i dont want u guys to think that we are bad hosts lol...;)
so they were about to leave...but before that something else awaited us....
"Both of u look so tired and weak ,arent u eating anythig?your parents are quite plump,why arent u ?"ehhhh......my god ....not again...this was exactly what i felt....but all what i could manage was a sheepish smile...And to add insult to injury....my sis came up with a lame remark..."but i am not that thin naa",And the uncle said"well...yes but u can improve too..."I was really happy...serves her right...lol...
But this is not the first time that am coming across such comments....i often get them when i go to my native place or else where...and am quite used to it....but i guess some things are beyond our control and we cant do anything about it...no matter ,how hard we try...lol...
But i jus want to know' why do they hav to bother about me so much?' i mean i am happy the way i am ,cant they keep their comments to themselves....why simply disturbing my mind...
well, i guess its their attempt to change my beauty concepts...but to them i would jus want to say....'hard luck!!';)
i opened the door ....well,i knew them...(but when no one is at home u tend to forget even those u know...;))but ,nothing of that sort happened....i caught hold of chikku...and he was tied in his place.I invited them indoors...they were comfortably seated ..."so no one is at home right?"at that point i felt like ...'so whom r u talking to?'...but then i controlled and replied with a made up smile "no they hav gone out".Here comes another"so they went to see the movie eh?...i saw the posters on the company board"...well...yes,i replied .And then a couple of few more were added on to the conversation....but all through ,i could spot the aunty looking at me with dismay...( i am sure she was extremly happy about my looks...lol) Actually ,they had come to invite us for their daughter's marriage.They handed over the card and i started to open it....when suddenly....my sis was there ...back frm college...(I was happy coz ,some of the attention was now drifted frm me...)
"oh!so do u always come by this time,its quite late.."the aunt asked her...My sis looked at her watch and said..."oh!...yaa...i mean no....it was the stupid traffic block u know..."i couldnt control my laughter ,but i couldnt laugh either ,so i managed with a silent giggle(its difficult to giggle without those stupid sounds!).So as mentioned earlier we had some more light moments together .(hey,we did offer them tea,but they refused)...i mentioned this coz i dont want u guys to think that we are bad hosts lol...;)
so they were about to leave...but before that something else awaited us....
"Both of u look so tired and weak ,arent u eating anythig?your parents are quite plump,why arent u ?"ehhhh......my god ....not again...this was exactly what i felt....but all what i could manage was a sheepish smile...And to add insult to injury....my sis came up with a lame remark..."but i am not that thin naa",And the uncle said"well...yes but u can improve too..."I was really happy...serves her right...lol...
But this is not the first time that am coming across such comments....i often get them when i go to my native place or else where...and am quite used to it....but i guess some things are beyond our control and we cant do anything about it...no matter ,how hard we try...lol...
But i jus want to know' why do they hav to bother about me so much?' i mean i am happy the way i am ,cant they keep their comments to themselves....why simply disturbing my mind...
well, i guess its their attempt to change my beauty concepts...but to them i would jus want to say....'hard luck!!';)
Sunday, August 10, 2008
finally love did blossom....
well...its my first post here...and i know my title would make atleast a few of u to think ....is that the reason to start of on such a venture...;)....but to them i would say ,'dont try breaking ur head over it...'coz its not something what i am feeling....but then someone really close to me is in love ,and the love finally seems to blossom...
am still to begin my lessons in love...but then ,somehow i can understnd what all the people in this world who r in love would be feeling....(i know am giving reasons for u 2 to believe that i am in love or has been in love,but then....such chapters for me are yet to be opened...lol..)...i know many of u would be wondering ,if thats the case...then why am i going on...discribing it...isnt?
well...the thing is am really happy for them...simply because its something which all of us had badly wanted to happen...hey,did i bore u...hmm...i guess yes...well, if thats the case...let me give u a brief histroy of this love story...ready...!
it all began when they were very young...i guess i can call them kids...lol...as usual any one would take it as a 'silly puppy love story'...but then it was the same silly puppy thing which emerged to be a full fledged yash copra hit....well...the heroine of this flick kept it away from me for a very long time...and by the time i knew it ,love was all in the air...and all what she could recollect as of how all of this began was....the usual thing....'it jus happened.....'but then i was very sure that this flick would definately be a big time hit coz neither she nor he were in a big haze to set up promotional campaingns for it....it was all in the silence that it bloomed ....
like for any other love story...here too they had to cross many boundaries and hurdles,but then as is said...true love wins all hearts...and so did theirs....they truely did win many hearts...and i guess that was never easy.....but if u r determined i think nothing is difficult....
i know all this long i had been discussing something which would sound very absurd and weird (atleast for some)...but i somehow felt i should talk about it...who knows it may trun out to be a eye opener or inspiration for all those who are in love or for those who r simply trying to b a part of it...or for those who simply love to see others love and wish ....'some day ill have someone like this '
am still to begin my lessons in love...but then ,somehow i can understnd what all the people in this world who r in love would be feeling....(i know am giving reasons for u 2 to believe that i am in love or has been in love,but then....such chapters for me are yet to be opened...lol..)...i know many of u would be wondering ,if thats the case...then why am i going on...discribing it...isnt?
well...the thing is am really happy for them...simply because its something which all of us had badly wanted to happen...hey,did i bore u...hmm...i guess yes...well, if thats the case...let me give u a brief histroy of this love story...ready...!
it all began when they were very young...i guess i can call them kids...lol...as usual any one would take it as a 'silly puppy love story'...but then it was the same silly puppy thing which emerged to be a full fledged yash copra hit....well...the heroine of this flick kept it away from me for a very long time...and by the time i knew it ,love was all in the air...and all what she could recollect as of how all of this began was....the usual thing....'it jus happened.....'but then i was very sure that this flick would definately be a big time hit coz neither she nor he were in a big haze to set up promotional campaingns for it....it was all in the silence that it bloomed ....
like for any other love story...here too they had to cross many boundaries and hurdles,but then as is said...true love wins all hearts...and so did theirs....they truely did win many hearts...and i guess that was never easy.....but if u r determined i think nothing is difficult....
i know all this long i had been discussing something which would sound very absurd and weird (atleast for some)...but i somehow felt i should talk about it...who knows it may trun out to be a eye opener or inspiration for all those who are in love or for those who r simply trying to b a part of it...or for those who simply love to see others love and wish ....'some day ill have someone like this '
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