Should I express it or retain it deep inside myself..
Should I let her know...
Or let my fear get the better of me...
Im hesitant...
Im stuck in transition...!!!
Am I supposed to behave like an adult..
Or can I go on to fool around like always..
Do I have to take up certain things unwillingly..
Or can I take the route my heart leads me to...
Im in a dilemma...
Im stuck in transition...!!!
Is it necessary for others' to decide my fate...
Then why is it mine at all...
Can't I just do what I want to...
Does my failure mean my decision was incorrect...
I fail to accept..
Im stuck in transition...!!!
Does every move pay off well...
Does every strategy work wonder...
Then why is there so much burden of succeeding...
When I can recoup even if I fall midway...
Im baffled..
Im stuck in transition..
Should I have to accept things the way they are...
Or do i get to protest..
Can I express my point of view without being suppressed...
Or do I have to give into to unauthorized power...
I refuse to budge...
Im stuck in transition...!!!
****Disclaimer(In the End????):: People...Do not jump to conclusions...the first paragraph is there only because I thought it had the perfect feel....****
Boredom....This is a phenomenon which has risen to new dangerous heights...And the following is its effect which seem rather Insane...
My Ceiling Fan Rocks Unique in nature with four long blades... Working religiously sans unpleasant sound... With a tinge of golden colour and mainly brown... Without a halt, it moves round and round.... My Ceiling Fan Rocks... It has a hidden motor... And connected wire for power supply... And something round in the centre... Its mighty power can set things to fly... My Ceiling Fan Rocks...
It has been efficient for a long long time now.... And goes on and on without whining... To this effort, I salute it and offer a bow... Air conditioner has come in, and yet it isn't complaining... My Ceiling Fan Rocks... We are not done yet....Here comes my 1st attempt at hindi poetry....truly inspired by Rosesh Sarabhai..This little piece of work comes to my head at 1 in the night....
khar-khar khar-khar chalta hai woh... jaise usse zukham hogaya ho... uske hain char blade bade bade... Jiske niche ,kisi ko bhi thand lagjaye khade khade... Khar khar khar chalta hai jo... Mera pyara sa ceiling fan hai woh..!!!
To all those people who feel like banging their respective heads against the wall or worse my head against the wall....I'm really sorry for this because it is a sincere effort to counter Boredom ...that too at 12:30 in the night... To all those people who come to a conclusion that I've lost it and insanity has taken over the actual me...I have one thing to say ...**blush blush** And the most important thing about the whole Fan agenda...I had this conversation with this friend of mine..whom I asked for a favour...A favour in the form of a topic to write on and the spontaneous response was "Write on the Fan on your Ceiling" ... So here I am, with it... I would like to sincerely thank her for this idea because boredom was really getting the better of me...And another important thing...As she gave me a breakthrough idea such as this one...I would be more than happy to dedicate it to her...This one is for You girl!!!And lastly...I want to give credit to her..the name is Sushmita who has an amazing blog as well..[hehe...my turn to praise my own blog..I' m surely a limelight hogging lil kiddo]...and our insanity for actually doing this...!!! Considering the fact that there is so much Boredom and that I'm running out of ideas....I should probably write next on Insanity or Boredom itself....or maybe explore more of the Non-Living things ....I'll probably continue from something close to the Fan...say Tube light... I'll have Non-Living fans as well....[I probably need them rather desperately...because Living creatures can understand what I write and I guess can abuse me as well...forget having Living creatures as fans....]
Long Live Insanity....!!!!And 1 more thing....For those people who are wondering why each line of the poem is multicoloured....it is quite simple...I wanted to while away more time while posting it up....So i chose to take the pains of giving each line a different colour...And to those who think that it really looks nice and attractive...**Blush Blush** and the fact that they reading the blog of someone who is a lil too creative for his age..***[No Offence but praising myself is also under the "driveawayboredom" pact...just couldn't do without it]**
Once again I thank the mastermind behind this topic and wish she comes up with more insane stuff...PeAcE....!!!!
1994…The year in which I got into School….into Bhavans Sri Ramakrishna Vidyalaya….This was the place where I spent 11 amazing years and got to learn so many things in the process…
As far as my weird memory goes, during the interview for getting into U.K.G,I had a chocolate in my hand (Relish was the name I guess) which the interviewer asked for…and as expected I refused to give it away and for sure knew that it’s rightful place was my tummy[apart from the fact that I’m against offering bribe …in no way wasI going to give my chocolate away]….Chocolates are indeed an amazing invention….14 years down and even now I’d probably do the same if I were in that situation again….
Anyways…coming back to another amazing thing…my school life…
In spite of not offering the chocolate in the interview I did get admission and there began what I can call the most amazing period of my life…
So, there I was getting into the classroom U.K.G section A with moist eyes ofcourse…
I probably wept that day for the fact that my dad was actually going to let go off my hands and leave me behind in that place filled with kids and adults of varying heights….
He was actually going to leave me with 20 odd similar kids and a single adult who controlled all of us in that section A of U.K.G…yes… I wept for this… [oh come on ….every one cries while getting into school….]
So, in this eventful fashion began my amazing school life….the period during which I learnt “n” number of things…the time during which I learnt alphabets and rhymes…I learnt different states and cities….
This was the place which taught me about colours….about numbers….and so many things on the same lines which still fascinate me….
It was that sacred place where I found my friends and in the process loved them all…
It was this wonderful place which got me obsessed with numbers and everything related to them….
It taught me how to fake illness and miss school[situational acting you know] ….
It made me realize the importance of 1 games hour in a whole week…it made me realize that Science was never my cup of tea…it made me realize that home work is fun when it is done in the morning of the date of submission…It made me realize that I was never destined to sit in the first bench and I was always a prominent member of the elite club of the back benchers…
I learnt how to hog the limelight when I was linked to a classmate….best part being she was actually pretty….so I enjoyed it but never showed it out though…hehe….
It made me realize my love for random sketching and scribbling…it made me realize my interest in sports and ever so many things…
It taught me how to break a test tube in a biology lab hour and yet get away unpunished…
11 amazing sections….11 wonderful batches….11 unforgettable years….some funny teachers….most of them totally respectable and awe inspiring…..missing them now …!!!!
So, 11 great years and then out of school….now I had to join a college….take up a particular stream….
I had hated science for a long time now so I thought this was the time to backstab it by not having it in the stream I take up….
So there I was in Little Flower Junior College…probably one amongst very less number of colleges which actually had a campus….
The reason why I was there was my cousin brother….the mastermind who told my parents to get me into that amazing college…he was doing the same course and was a year senior to me……
So, in this way began my college life and to my delight ….it was a life of 2 years minus Science….
Now, this place taught me a set of whole new and different things…
It taught me how to make new friends…it taught me how to have fun in class…it taught me how we can get away with any mischief sitting in the last bench….it made me realize that schools have teachers and colleges have lecturers….and how teachers were way way better in every sense…….it taught me how to sleep in class [courtesy …economics class in inter 1st year….amazing subject economics…but I just couldn’t take a single lecture]
I realized how at this level also notes has to be maintained [courtesy 1st year commerce class….the only class I had written notes in]
Itwas the place where I began playing basketball[I still suck at it]…a game which I had never played before ….[I got to play… courtesy my best pal…]
I learnt how to get away after playing a prank in class….I realized my extended love for numbers and things related to them…
I realized how my college was among the very few colleges which wasn’t a corporate college[so no 8 to 8…no cramming all day long…no lifeless classes…no geeks of highest order around….in simple words….a nice college life] …
I learnt about Debit n Credit [damn…it’s so confusing…] …I learnt some amazing stuff in math which I’ll love forever[all those chapters were amazing….I love math]
I learnt how bird watching can be so much fun [hehehehehe]….I realized I was pretty good at pulling others legs and having fun as well….I realized friends were more than anything else….and I always missed my school buddies….a bunch of amazing people they were…they still are…..
So, 2 years of fun….a short span on bonding with newly made friends and yet I was sure I’ll miss them all if we get into different places...
I-K…II-K ….two wonderful batches with so many lovely friends….I was surely going to miss all the fun I had…
I was out of LFJC as well…..now had to find a degree college….at that point of time I probably was the most confused kid in town…not knowing where to go and which college to join…
I ended up in Loyola….Loyola academy….and without any hype I’ll just say…I fell for the damn huge and sexy campus….
Yeah….lush green campus….bigger and larger than I could anticipate….
So…day 1….in LoyolaAcademy…course was BCom Honours….
Sitting in the class…I was hoping to see at least 1 familiar face ….and lo! There was this friend who had been in the same class in LFJC as well…
So, that was some consolation….
Now, first thing I realized was Loyola is going to be different from my previous encounters with an educational institution [whoa…that was heavy]…
Loyola was totally different….I saw a new set of lecturers….who were probably made me miss my teachers even more….
So, there I was…..amidst new pals…really amazing pals…this is 1 place where I have met really amazing people…and made friends…in a span of just 2 semesters…
This is the place …where in a span of 2 semesters…I’ve enjoyed the most….
Being it enjoying the classes in the last benches…or playing games on cell phones in the seminar hall [courtesy Indian Culture]…
And laughing our asses out in seminar class….and enjoying English hours…
And hamara adda….Kiosk and that portion of the canteen which is reserved for the staff….
In just 2 semesters we’ve fooled around as much as we can..
We have been the black listed backbenchers…
We have been tagged as the worst class [ACH….its a proud feeling to be tagged as the worst….seriously…had that privilege in LFJC also] …
2nd semester arrived and all of us were getting closer….some new subjects came in and came in my love…maths…
And in came so many different subjects….banking [hilarious classes]….Value Education [free most of the times]….Economics [Delayed start…hehehehehe]…
And the best was obviously Group Discussion [taken by the only sensible faculty in LoyolaAcademy…according to me]
I almost forgot……. I learnt to bunk in this amazing college…..in a span of just two semesters….some achievement that is…
I realized that I’ve just found a wonderful group of people as friends …again in just a span of 2 semesters…
I’ve enjoyed some amazing gully cricket hours…some pre match strategies….some leg pulling…some teasing…coffee…veg roll[hehe] ….lunch time chat in the kiosk….ISB [awe struck] ….pranks in class….time passin library[celebrity visits we give]…some b’day bashes enjoyed at so many different places…some b’day bumps[I have hit nobody so far] …
The happiness of bunking the last hour is not expressible in words [hehehehehe] ….
So, just 2 semesters down…and after bitching about various aspects of this college…I think I’ll love it just for the amazing friends I’ve made…
2 semesters down…[without backlogs hopefully]….4 to go…looking forward to a lot of fun…
All the three places have been a great experience and I'm more than happy that there are 2 more years to go in the last phase...
I've learnt and thoroughly enjoyed all the three places....
I have a reason behind having all three phases in different shades of green....Green has been my favourite colour forever now...and as such I cannot differentiate between any of the shades as to which 1 is my favourite....so that fact resembles all my 3 phases.... I cannot differentiate as to which 1 I enjoyed and Im enjoying the most....Many people say school life is the best but I'd probably differ from them because the next phase of inter and degree college are equally amazing...if u find amzing friends and know how to have fun...I have succeeded in it so far...lets see how long i can go on to do that....!!!!
Friends....probably God’s biggest gift[according to me at least].... Even If I were an Atheist [which I’m certainly not] I would have thanked God for creating people called Friends....
I have, for long , wanted to write about friends….about my friends…..about all those wonderful people whom I met and went on to be friends with….all those people who have always been there....all those who are still there….and go on to be there forever[Sounds Clichéd I know…but then its my blog…so it’ll be the way I want it to be....hehe]
So, I felt its high time I write something and pay some kinda tribute to all of them.... Yeah, all of them…from my U.K.G best pal ….all my school buddies….my inter college buddies....my present college buddies….my apartment friends…a special mention for my amazing class at every level....be it school …inter college…or my present one....it has always rocked and continues to [that’s the effect of my presence I guess.... hehe ]....some newly made amazing friends….some of them who shifted away but are still in touch....Some of them who aren’t really in touch.... To all those wonderful people who have been my friends.... This one is for you people....
An Ode To Amazing People
Friends.... I ran around and fell down.... It was kindergarten then.... Along with me, ran many similar kids.... I just made my first set of friends.... .......................Love you all....!!!
Friends….. Chatting up in the library… Experimenting in the labs…. All the planned out mischief…. Improvised by a masterly execution…. .........................Love You All....!!!
Friends.... Giggling and laughing at every single joke.... Enjoying every prank played.... Pulling each others’ legs .... With a trademark high five for every single thing.... ......................Love You All....!!!
Friends.... Long hours of gully cricket.... Or soccer during the games hour.... Amazing pre match strategies to go with.... And taunting away to glory.... ..............................Love You All.....!!!
Friends.... Hanging out for birthday bashes.... And hogging loads of junk.... Singing and Dancing like lunatics.... And getting high on craziness.... .................................Love You All....!!!
Friends.... Some insane chats and weird messages..... Some shameless flirting and hidden crushes.... Some usual clichés.... Some unusual blushes.... ...................................Love You All....!!!
Friends.... Talking movies and celebs.... And some serious stuff as well.... Or cheekily discussing eye candy.... And so much more.... .....................................Love You All....!!!
Friends.... The tension filled talk before an examination.... The excitement while playing a sport.... The happiness of doing so many things together.... Bound by hundreds of priceless emotions.... ....................................Love You All....!!!
Friends.... Always being there at the time of crisis.... Always backing up on being left out alone.... Always cheering up that 1 little frown.... Always holding on till the end.... .....................................Love You All....!!!
Friends.... I want to make a confession.... I want to apologize to you all.... For anything wrong I have done.... For any upsets I’ve caused.... I want to say sorry.... Because I really.... .......................................Love You All....!!!
