Convictions

Another of my futile attempts to tell the people of something they already know of owing to the fact that there is lot of intellectual development this century (pun intended). A thought just entered while e-penning down this post..., the electronic media helps me in saving paper at the cost of energy, it helped in revolutionizing Egypt accrediting the legendary tweet that will be embossed in golden words on the “wall”. Please I would like to remain undisturbed will be the the nightly prayer of his' very soon. Tweet: Egypt’s mubarak wants to remain undisturbed. She’s in his subconscious claiming to hold the entire executive system of his conscious. (Subconscious a tricky term coined to part the conscious and the unconscious has a lot of strings attached given by Freud or Carl jung.)  It begins hours after the fall of the sun into the abyss when he has entered into the dream state, arrives a princess donning a black-pink saree draped around her so gracefully her aura beaming hi...

One fine Sunday afternoon the yellow dot on the sky was beaming with a new vim, the honking of vehicles, the shouting of the hawkers, the exuberance on the faces of school going children, the unfortunately underprivileged children playing marbles in the debris on the road side made me surf through the recollections of the days when I used to stay at my home permanently. It’s been many years that I am living away from my family for educational purposes. Usually Sundays are considered as the days for barber related work. So this particular post is a description of a saloon in my vicinity. You enter the shop finding new faces staring at you as if you were just released from a local penitentiary. The walls of the saloon are covered with morphed posters of celebrities depicting different hair styles, a chart showing different hair-cuts, a shelf on which the idiot box is kept since the time when the RAJ had come to an end in INDIA, the cloth used to cover the television set is not...

·    Is it good to be important or is it more important to be good? ·    Dreams and desires are fickle if they aren’t brought into existence simultaneously. ·    Swig, snuff and puff etc. are killer words in dictionary. ·    Are men really the masters of their fate? ·    People never let you forget your mistakes! ·    An agonized and throbbed mind is the most efficient machine in the world. ·    Talk is evanescent, writing leaves footprints. ·    Am I really crazy?

-->    She came into my dream; she was gazing at me from the point yonder! That made my heart to ponder!!    That the immense beauty she possesses!  Is this the thing that caresses!!    Her smoky black eyes! Makes me think of her twice and thrice!!    Her eyes are a million tales untold! There’s a mystery in them which I always try to unfold!!    Those rose petal lips with a faint smile! Makes my heart stop for a while!!    Why are her visits such evanescent! That to in times when I am oscitant!!    Thou art not a mirage my mind consoles for sure! I’ll wait for her to come once more!!    Here for she comes with eternal attraction! She makes me spell bound she has me in possession!!    There is a lull when face to face! My heart is ready to run a million mile race!!    My mind questions how to start! Meanwhile her mysterious eyes play ...

7 people 1 roofless truck approx. 300 kms of journey from College of Technology, Pantnagar to Dehradun. A diaspora was in existence in Pantnagar, and the place getting empty with each passing day. The time for leaving the alternate home was inevitable and this feeling was as if something is being pulled out of me and I was extending out my hand trying to grab everything possible from this place to store in my memory tank, the complete four years were flashing in front of my eyes each and every memory getting sweeter with time. The nostalgia led my heart to protrude to such an extent that it was ready to leave my body and stay in the college itself. All doonites decided to leave the college in a truck as the luggage was impossible to take in a car or a train. The idea at first seemed crazy but later it became a necessity. Finally the time came and the truck arrived at the gate of Vishveshwarya Bhawan my batchmates and friends gathered around the truck to see us off. The luggage was co...