Happy!! Day 2 & 3!

I was so exhausted that i simply skipped the rest! I was totally yaaaaaaappy!

Oh by the way, those of you nerds who think robotics is fun, come by me and i will show you the hell within! It's just the right thing you would also want to skip

Exhausted!! Day 1

Towards the end of the day, I feel succumbed to the work for the first time in my two months stay!! Exhausted to my entire limit! A virtual one hour class brought along with it seven hours of brain storming workshop session!!

Imagine a hundred kids sitting almost closely to one another as in a movie hall and then the Ac doesn’t work! It was simply as good as breathing each other’s breath! Bather in sweat, we were looking fresh by the time we came out!! No wonder why people were looking for sheep’s when we were passing by!

I have the routine clogged for couple of days to come! Let’s see how it goes.

Finally i relish hyderabad!! as ever!!

I had a wonderful day finally! being in the hometown without friends. Very unusual with me but some unorthodox holidaying leads to some serious trauma like it!

But nevertheless, catching up with so many friends from their busy schedules and meeting them for a complete day filled with sheer fun is all you can ask for!

A sumptuous lunch, rock climbing, speed boating and whats without a movie!!! "Wake up Sid"!!

Spoke to all my dearest friends across all the corners of the globe and then when i was thinking, i had a good day! Few more friends rush in from thin air and just kept the day going into the night!!

I am way too exhausted but not tired!! you know, what i mean! This is life!

Sometimes, life gets upclose

We walked towards the undergrowth and shrubbery masked place, where the bridge stood still from the day it was erected,in blisters and through holes. I was scared to set my foot on it but with no other choice, i was about to!

It made creeking noises!! that's probably how pain be expressed, with none bothered! Bothered, not to understand if it's just pain or something else beneath!?

It shivered and quivered, but in vain. It finally yielded, striving as hard as it could!!

It broke down, along with seven others crossing it! All seven survived and least hurt!

It brought shivers' down the spine of all those watching her fall! and relief to all of us, who stood there, (wonder why!!)right at her foot.

Sometimes, life gets real close!

finally...i leave things behind....

Read it silently, thinking of someone you really adore!!

A silent evening, disturbed mind, solely standing, gazing at the skies, I restlessly close my eyes to believe the day as night, recollect the time when I closed my eyes hard and a gentle kiss landed on my cheek. I skip a beat, a gentle tear rolls down in-spite of lids supporting the opposition to flow.

Ah! First time ever, I wanted you back.

I missed you truly.

I hope that's far too explanatory!

well, it took time to come out of that and here i am in glee, with a hope of no more discontinuity and emotional atyachar ;)

Petty agony!

“Love is blind and that I knew when, my heart was blinded by you.”- James blunt in Back to Bedlam[Good bye my lover].

Sorry James! The choice of lyrics is what I contradict inspite of being a great believer and follower of your music. I am true and standby for having experienced the contradiction absolutely.

I reclusively, perhaps feel, the concept of love is a shear complex in being blind!

Dad is madly blind in his love to not notice her daughter’s love that she has to go blind accepting proposals being put forth to her knowing it well enough, that it is the climax regardless of, how long she persists! A drama unleashed, leaving me wonder who ultimately is happy with it?

Well! I am NOT blind, mind you Mr. James! Neither is my heart. It’s in a pathetically confused situation where it has nothing to do more but to stand perplexed wondering only this, why me!!

This has been a controversy from ages isn’t it! You should have followed the tradition then! But how would you know it anyway! You are a not bloody indian to have such a custom.

guess i'm naughty :P

“K! You are very naughty!” she said. I met her just couple of hours before she made that conclusion!

I met her in the train, the past week. She was a young mother of a three year old. It was towards the later part of the evening and I helped myself onto the upper berth. Usually, the climate is cool with wind blowing across but the conventional rainfall which was unexpected then, made the situation a lot humid and that’s exactly when I had a tee-a-tee with ramya, I mean her.

I was lying flat on my belly and the over head fans had to be turned on. I tried tripping the switch to set them turning but I couldn’t reach so far. I tried calling an uncle sitting right next to the window who was almost snoring but silently, in vain. Seeing me do everything possible, she moved towards the switches and tripped them on! Oh ya, she was sitting with her kid on the lower berth, fondling her to bed. In order to express my gratitude, I slipped the words, “thank you aunty”.
It was just then, that I exchanged the most confusing and shocked expressions of my life time! “Aunty “! Can you believe that???

I am so habituated into calling every lady carrying a baby, aunty right from when I was a kid and that was also something, I used as petty prank to tease my cousins who were newly married! Though, I grew up, the thought remained the same and that hardly made any importance, to make it to my notice nor had I encountered such a situation before!!

Retracting to what I said, immediately after the cold expressions which hardly lasted couple of seconds, I said “you have a baby na, so you are an aunty but if you feel bad, you can call me uncle”! Sounds silly but she broke the cold expressions on her face with a bursting laughter!

Well, that’s was the most effective thing that I could manage making out, then!

Soon, smiles introduced each other and set us into conversation. She is a doctor by profession and well mannered with fast tongue and quick wit. I enjoyed our talk, though short, for about two hours, before she got down at her station. That’s when, she made her conclusion!

She is an excellent pen friend and perfect memorabilia to a train journey friendship!

PS: I really know I am naughty but I’ve scratched my head hard to make out what sounded naughty to her??? But the point is, being naughty can fetch friends too!!