Last Few Days-I

Well..All Good things Come to an end.

As we approach the epilogue of this Engineering saga,Let's have a look at how the last semester may turn the tables upside down for u,changing u completely..most of the times ..for good.. and may be worse.

Firsts thing's first.Girl hunt...(or hunt for the soulmate ..or even worse..hunting a girl..damn.. i cant be a writer.. never never :( )

Last sem dude.. abhi nahi patayi toh kab patayega...and the scorn goes down your spine and you r all geared up next Monday morning to have your luck with the girl u always watch while jogging...well u had your sources and know that she loves chocolate,she hates ill dressed men, she's single and viola... she' happens to be your junior!!...who's this mysterious 'u' ???u could be anyone..u could be u ... oh cummon..240 names to choose from.. well.. except a few deserving ones.
So this ..lets call him...Mr X ...He sets up an alarm. 5 : 30 precise..tucks in his grimy pajamas and a blue polo tee.It's all about the timing.
He's planning it even while he's busy with morning 'rituals'....'and i ll give her this flower ..she'll feel awkward at first bt then i ll hand over this card ... ' and on and on and on ....until some one bangs the door yelling what we usually call 'essential nouns in a communication dialect used within the confines of a boy's hostel'.. ..he's up and charged..yeah the lower's about an half or inch long but what the heck ..he ain't running a marathon...Propose and Win...is his only concern.....The air is cool,takes a deeep breath... and he's stepping outta the front gates..............

.................................to be continued

First Day First Show.

Yeah Finally a blog,where i can scribble whatever comes to this feeble mind.

I am totally perplexed as to what to write and what to not.
I owe someone's sincere 'pushings' to get me penning down this blog so this one goes for her.

You know,this Love thing,it's truly magical.You never get to know when and where,cupid will hit u with his best shot.one look is enough i guess.
First Look.
Those staring eyes looking directly into yours.And you are glued to the floor.Ah..the day's still afresh in my mind.You try to hold the entire moment in your eyes.Somewhat the same as a camcorder does.You dont wanna miss it,not even a nanosecond of it.

There's this song,by Wislawa that says it all

"They both thought
that a sudden feeling had united them
This certainty is beautiful,
Even more beautiful than uncertainty.

They thought they didn't know each other,
nothing had ever happened between them,
These streets, these stairs, this corridors,
Where they could have met so long ago?

I would like to ask them,
if they can remember -
perhaps in a revolving door
face to face one day?
A "sorry" in the crowd?
"Wrong number" on the 'phone?
- but I know the answer.
No, they don't remember.

How surprised they would be
For such a long time already
Fate has been playing with them.

Not quite yet ready
to change into destiny,
which brings them nearer and yet further,
cutting their path
and stifling a laugh,
escaping ever further;
There were sings, indications,
undecipherable, what does in matter.
Three years ago, perhaps
or even last Tuesday,
this leaf flying
from one shoulder to another?
Something lost and gathered.
Who knows, perhaps a ball already
in the bushes, in childhood?

There were handles, door bells,
where, on the trace of a hand,
another hand was placed;
suitcases next to one another in the
left luggage.
And maybe one night the same dream
forgotten on walking;

But every beginning
is only a continuation
and the book of fate is
always open in the middle.

"
Well.. this is it for the day.