WANT

Today I killed myself. I DCPd. I was of the opinion that until you have something fruitful to add, one should remain quiet. My thoughts were flared by quotes like “It takes a great man to acknowledge his mistakes, and a greater man to keep his mouth shut when he is right”.

All my life I have been practicing this, but oflate I have realised that what I wanted was probably not greatness (and definitely not in the manner the soothsayers meant).

*This should be read in the light of the view that nothing in this world remains permanent except change.

PERSPECTIVE

A look at perspective :

In a heterogenous mix of audience consisting of Engineering, Medical, Management, Arts and other grads the following statement was made by a study group:

"According to our study based on the survey we had conducted on the students 71 % of Management Grads cheat, which is the most among Engineering, Medical, Arts and other grads."

pat came the reply of a Management grad: " This clearly shows that Management grads are most honest."

If I know the game is scheduled to begin after an hour or so, then I would experience butterflies in my stomach. I would rather not go, if given a chance. But this trepidation disappears when I watch it as an onlooker (watching it live as audience, and not watching it in TV, sitting hundreds of kilometres away from ground zero). After the game has started and has reached a certain stage, I rather feel enthused to jump into the game and perform.

"never before has it happened. never again should it happen. i dint intend to use past perfect coz when the future is perfect you neednt worry about past."
is everything so simple, or its the loss of virginity that leaves nothing complex and makes it appear so simple. it appealed me, i repealed it. we both were together till we sealed it. ha ha ha !!!

Its 15 th August, 2007. IIIT DM Jabalpurites went to their probationary campus. Souls dissatisfied with the dismal dance performance by third year boys, dint want to be shepherded to the place. It was not that the boys dint know what the state of affairs would be there at the site, but we were knowingly running away from the situation. We knew the sorry growth of infrastructure would deflate our confidence of graduating from our campus. We dint want to face the truth.
Once again the promises were made, most solemn oaths were "eaten", but we all know deep in our hearts that grounds for another heartbreak were being prepared. With shattered hopes, the doomed spirits received bananas and "laddoos" and eventually guided their heavy steps towards their respective buses musing at the efficiency of Government Departments of India.
Two years and nothing but scratches to offer !!!

" Elan-e-Jung nahin karta
Par yeh soorat badalnee chahiye ! "

A Beginning

Recently, our institute Pandit Dwarika Prasad Mishra Indian Institute of Information Technology Design and Manufacturing ( though the institute right now is not as big infrastructurally as it might appear from the length of its name), witnessed the admissions for the undergraduate programme. The Hes and Shes of the batch are bubbly and exuberant and showed a lot of commitment in performance in co-curriculars. To a few of them their enthusiasm even costed them a Quiz and they were dejected at it, but they'll learn to face and fight and "the art of selection" as time passes by.

The K factor

I landed in class IXth dejected and doomed by the insults inflicted upon me by my the then teachers and few of those around me; but was happy and curious about new friends and teachers. It was here when i happened to cast my look upon her. She was SIMPLICITY and I was yet to know what else she was.
First 'class tests' approached and I fucked up the things so well that I was astonished myself. For the first time i tasted "FAILURE". Failure as in failing in tests, failure as in having been deceitfully manipulated by some very close ones. Never concerned about others as I used to be, I was yet not settled and was pondering upon the recent developments, when I deciphered the warmth of a cushy touch on my shoulders. That delicate impact alleviated me of the anguish this world and I had made myself undergo. I was so soothed and rhapsodic that I didn't even care to notice where this bliss came from. "the comfort I was so chaotically looking for", was finally bestowed upon me.
I turned back and found this girl with a cherubic smile extending the whole width of the face, involving the whole gamut of organs falling in the way, her nose protruding out so much as if extending support to my bruised soul. I discovered a rare "up" that day in my life which otherwise abounds in "downs".
I found a sister, who was so emphatically gentle and understanding right from our first meet. Things are never so bad as they might appear from a distance. You are bound to find someone Godly right in the middle of the tempest. That is the nature of NATURE. Nothing comes to you until it is okayed by GOD.


(*more to come under this title)