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accomplishedFinal presentation done.
Formalities completed.
Bags packed.
Mama I am coming home...
Yeah Ok the excitement isn't just about that.
2 months have become bygone...
Yet they seem like just begun!
Nostalgic I am yes...Walking by the campus...
Its strange to confess
But I have come to like Bhopal more than Jodhpur!
These 2 months will, in my memories remain
For a long long time, as an awesome time.
Adios.
I am dreaming with eyes wide open…fearing to lose what i see if I close'em...
Imagination’s scintillating like a kid on the swings…
When a lot is to be said and words fail me; my thoughts surpass me…
Hundreds of moments in a flash…appear, blur, disappear…
Wishing for the lesser moon yet flying high…
Caressing the shells while the sand slips by…
The state I am in and the phase I am going through is indescribable...
We best know it by ‘Butterflies in the stomach’. J
Butterflies…
They went into hibernation…or perhaps they suffocated and succumbed…
Butterflies…
With newly born wings in sparkling bright colors are back…
Thankfully, Carrie found a term for it all...
The Zsa Zsa Zsu has found me again!
It's 4.20 on my computer's watch.
:D
I just had one of the most salutary discussions with a colleague here.
I want to cite the incident here coz I wish well to be reminded of the entire conversation some time when I land upon this post…
I do have access to a lot of fecund imaginations and motleyed perceptives but such chance encounters incessantly leave me a complex mix of thoughtful+ contemplative+ blessed in a strange way+ connected to life+ content+ lot lot more…
Don’t want to and really can’t even if I wish put down the whole discussion here…
Yes, it went around what may seem to some some of the beaten topics …but was on an all-together different level!
No coffee/drinks/walks involved…standing outside the canteen…a panorama of cerebrations unleashed! Loved every trice of it!
Yes, I never happen to post my whereabouts in a normal regular mode here.
I hear that my blog has a very ‘secretive’ and ‘metaphorical’ touch to it most of the times. That’s plausibly because I try and re-paint some blurred images here; re-organize some jumbled up mess…
To give all that a break, let me, for the records, narrate one of the many weekends in
Saturday morning 3 of us left for Bhimbetka which is like 40-45 kms from
After this rocking entertainment, we treated ourselves to continental at a pure ‘Jain’ restaurant! The weather was flirtatiously romantic all the time with varying patterns of drizzling and pouring. Towards the end, we were soaked. A chilling auto-ride later, we got back...and what better way to end a wonderful day than watching F.R.I.E.N.D.S with friends over Beer! Bliss!!! J
1) You lie…in all forms, for any purpose, on my face and behind my back!
If you can’t stand by the integrity of your words, you can’t really stand by anything. You are a jerk. Period.
2) You are non-committed to your work. Ok so you took up something ‘others’ thought was ‘wow!’ You eventually agnize it’s not really what you ‘love’ to do or a job is being ‘thrust’ upon you. It’s still something YOU took up.
Commitments are the only thing you can claim to be yours. Keep up with them.
3) You are indecisive. You are mistaken about your identity.Identity? Sorry, somewhere in between trying to be someone you are not and someone you can’t be, you have lost yourself. You have missed out on being the someone you should/could be.
4) You say you are a loner, emotionally dead, empty inside.
Expectations, to-and-fro can stay off. ‘No strings attached’ is how you like it.
In all honesty, you are scared. Confused? No. SCARED! Scared to be responsible.
You are an escapist who look for ways to ‘escape’ when the ‘pressure’ takes its toll on you. You find retreat to the ‘highs’ of smoke, alcohol and temporary company.
You, the ‘independent individual’ is a slave to non-living things.A scared coward.
Plain and simple.
5) You are a mob follower. Sorry, a mob worshipper. You believe in playing safe and calling a collective opinion yours. You always favor the beaten path. Majority delimitate your ‘rights’ and ‘wrongs’. In between the cognitive process of having a ‘clean’ face in the crowd, you are just becoming another dismal face in the crowd.
Acceptance is what you look for, and that’s just what you have lost.
6) You generalize. Everything is black or white. Grey is something you fail to see. Nothing and no one is an exception. Don’t try to see patterns where they don’t exist.
Recognize and accept the ‘specials’ and treasure them.
7) You forget. “Promises are meant to be broken” and you make sure you do that! Duh! Pen it down! Set reminders; maintain a log-book/ diary/ to-do list. Circle up the squares on your calendar. Highlight. Instead of making “To err is human” your safety weapon.
Put efforts to make-up for your otherwise screwed up memory!
8) You judge but hate to be judged! You judge anyone and everyone by their habits, acts and attitude. You exploit your right to express. You comment and call names.
You tell others to “Get a life” when you are the one who needs to get it the most!
9) You waste your supposed talent; brood some but waste it still. YOU WASTE.
You lack the guts enough to call quits.
Chauvinism, in all respects:immodest and immature.
*You is a multivariate multitude.
I was re-organizing the documents on my lappy today…Windows make it so easy.
Select, ‘Shift + Delete’ and gone. Gone forever. Drag and drop. Prioritize. I wish well I could incorporate some of these commands into my own processor…yes remember ‘Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind’.
Wow! ‘Shift+ Delete’ is such an enticing operation…would be awe-fuck (that’s my ‘awesome’ lately) without the recklessly growing baggage.
How about ‘Alt+Shift+Delete’…to enlist the running applications in one’s mind in a flash! Click and close the inutile ones who fail to respond.
‘Enter’ and exit the mess! The Task Manager is at your service ma’am and now you troubleshoot! It will tell me the exact usage of my grey cells and the most consuming program and I can shut it straight off!
The God of all things… ‘Ctrl+Z’! Do whatever, whenever, wherever, however and then sit pretty please feigning, shamming, living the ‘done’ which never happened! You get to explore all your options, gratify all your desires and conform to all your curiosities with no ‘price to be paid’, ‘lesson learnt’, ‘part of the parcel’ attachments!
And the option of optional security…provide passwords to certain segments and see…access denied! No Entry. No encroachment or ‘space violation’. Hello, Hi, Go, Bye!
And there is no end to this growing list of Herculean commands…my whims are running wild!
Computers…we made them…Computers…we want to be them.
Another favorite:
Could you ever steal a prayer to deny your God
Could you ever buy your love and not count the cost
Could you ever take a life when all was lost
And would it ever be enough
Could you bite the hand that feeds you and then ask for more
Could you kiss the wound that bleeds spit it on the floor
Could you open up your heart then close the door
And would it ever be enough
Every word you whisper
All the tears you hide
You die for love when it's alive
But where does love go when it dies
If you came across your dream would you walk on by
Hold a candle to the wind and just let it die
And is there room inside your mind for one more try
And would it ever be enough
I watch the time go rushing by it's like an ocean wave
Showing you no mercy throwing dirt upon your grave
You're drowning in the darkness and you're blinded by the light
And there ain't no prayer that's gonna save you now
If you woke up from your sleep blood on your hands
Would you wash the pain away no one understands
There must be someone out there who can help you breathe again
And would it ever be enough
What's different?
Something is...I have so many variant thought processes triggering off by the day...I do scores of mental postings but end up putting nothing in shape...
My routine, my lifestyle, my time...everything's different.
Assumptions, expectations, suppositions...different!
My beliefs, my notions and my deep rooted faith...
Altering, modifying, renovating, dying. Daily.
And that's just one aspect of how lately everything's different!
happy
okay
quixotic
indescribable