The blog may seem a little out of place as the exams are already over but had to control the creativity burst so that i can survive the onslaught.
End Semesters,an eventful period. to say the least . a perfect material for a bollywood masala with all da ingredients: the emotion, the drama ,the tragedy, the comedy etc. all it lacks is the action part and it can also become a part of it in case you are really of the type who believe in taking chances and your invigilator sucks. in fact they are a COMPLETE PACKAGE.
The whole story starts the day the lead protagonist i.e. the student part of us becomes aware of the dates of the semester exams. “ Crap !!! still to early to give a damn , let me keep enjoying the way I was “ is the usual thought that follows , at least for the most of us, there are exceptions though(read dedicated ECians and like minded people from each branches). So most people give a loose thought and return to their usual chores and the process loops and loops till someone notifies us(usually the member of the studious bunch) “ I just finished this unit of this subject. What is your status??”
WHAT IS MY STATUS????
The question strikes home like a lightening bolt and suddenly the conscience returns. So now its time for the planning phase, the subject, the units are analyzed with the precision of a surgeon and appropriate plans are ready. So we are now ready to phase the inevitable disaster(?)
ARE WE???
As procrastination is the most common problem of most of us, the student clan( save a few), the plans never materialize and in fact the day the plans are drawn is the only day most of us refer to them. Pardon the presumption , entirely based on personal experience.[:)]. So after numerous “ will start studying from tomorrow pakka” type of self satisfying statements we usually end up in a messed up state which requires immediate attention. So now the sleeping giant gets out of the slumber and PLANS the series of action to be taken.
So another bunch of plans results , albeit much more ambitious. So the plans are there, the state is “CAN’t AFFORD TO LOSE A DAY” all this results in the slow and painful process of getting the dust off those books, searching through every nook and corner for non existent notes that may come in handy and related materials. So slowly and steadily most of us start working (some may relate to the SLOW part and some may relate to the STEADY part, your choice!!!) and something starts taking shape although it’s a highly distorted version as compared to the requirements.
The process really brings out radical transformations in people. Consider this, even the most devout follower of punk rock and Pink Floyd start listening to HEY RAM(JAGJIT SINGH) with all heart and soul. The topics of fights changes from “ which movie to see” to “ which solution is more likely to be correct” or “ which question is expected” etc. usually a stage of regret follows too with an occasional pledge to never end up in the same situation , I call it the “not in next semester dilemma”.
Somehow or rather say anyhow the D day arrives.
Lets keep the rest for the next blog..
The D day follows…
Adios readers(are there any???)
The world is not what it used to be a decade from now. The pet toys of only the filthy rich once , i.e. th telephone , the cell phone , the computers, have become a way of life with changing times. With all these we are thrown toward the proverbial paradox of 24x7 connectivity.
Connectivity with changing times has donned a totally different costume. All it means today is your telephone no. , your email id , your fax no and all that. So lost in all these technical gibberish is the real thing " THE TOUCH HUMANE".
Although there are numerous examples every where (just look round the corner) but the one I would quote is what happens within my sphere. There used to be a time when there was no internet ( means in our rooms) and the night was the jewel in our ordinary life. The chats used to ate up the night, the laughter used to fill the emptiness of the night and sheer entertainment value used to make it one event every one looked forward too. But then came the big bad " Connectivity Tsunami" and suddenly we were all CONNECTED.
And zap there was no more chats(there is a few exception), no more laughter and no more " friends galore " nights. All that was left was those blokes staring into the computer screen trying to find someone they can connect to, someone they can chat with, find someone they can be comfortable with. Ironical , ain't it ???
In fact the only reason i am writing this is because I couldn't find a computer to be online. Maybe we all are bored of the old routine or maybe we are dumbstruck......sorry time over folks ..........
there is a free laptop let me CONNECT to the world!!!!!
Well its the first one in my "The Agony of Being" series.
AVERAGE , a self imposed label. But a just and a deserving one( finally getting something i rightfully deserve). A label i desperately tried to shed over the years but its a sticky one and you just can't wriggle out of it.
I always wonder why i have to be on the borderline between the average and the lower rung? I think it would have been a lot better had i ended up on the lower rung cause then i would have no expectations to live up to , no promises to fulfill and more importantly no souls to disappoint.
Is it really that bad ?? I always think so . When you are in the mediocre area people don't expect much from you and whatever you give away is sort of a bonus. Not a great position but a better one.
The biggest problem is the problem of Disappointment . Its really tough to end up disappointing the ones you really love and its compounded by the fact there was nothing more you could have done.
So what is my pick for the best or rather the worst???
The average intellect is the winner hands down. Although its a relative label and there are a lot of people who will love to be in my position but still i think its the worst part. Its something that have always let me down when it mattered the most. On this front i really would have preferred the mediocre option if there was one. Sounds outrageous but trust me its better than the current position. Or so it seems so only???
It all sounds very melancholy . I know that but sometimes you just have to get things out.
I do think like that, very rarely though, and i think its an honest attempt to accept things you don't like rather then hiding them behind the veil.
Great one...
one of the few select few that will ever make it up to here....
and it's been a while
since i could hold my head up high
and it's been a while since i first saw you
and it's been a while
since i could stand on my own two feet again
and it's been a while since i could call you
and everything i can remember
as fucked up as it all may seem
the consequences that are rendered
i stretch myself beyond my means
and it's been a while
since i couldnt say that i wasnt addicted
and it's been a while
since i couldnt say i love myself as well
and it's been a while
since i've gone and fucked things up
just like i always do
and it's been a while
but all that shit seems to disappear
when i'm with you
and everything i can remember
as fucked up as it all may seem
the consequences that I've rendered
have gone and fucked things up again yeah
why must i feel this way
just make this go away
just one more peaceful day
and it's been a while
since i could look at myself straight
and it's been a while since i said i'm sorry
and it's been a while
since i've seen the way the candles light your face
and it's been a while but i can still remember just the way you taste
and everything i can remember
as fucked up as it all may seem to be
i know it's me
i cannot blame this on my father
he did the best he could for me
and it's been a while
since i could hold my head up high
and it's been a while since i said i'm sorry
One of the greatest sight for me is Watching the Sunset . Why ? I don't know . Maybe its the beautiful sky that catches my attention or the symbolical meaning. Whatever it is i don't think there is a more relaxing sight than the sunset ,even the sunrise comes a distant second while the third spot is grabbed by the Rainbow.
Coming back to the basic subject . I once heard that a person's choice of sunset or sunrise defines whether he is an optimist or a pessimist one. Quite a conclusion , but i won't stand by that.
Why the simple act of enjoying nature can categorize you ? Why we just can't give beauty the due recognization and move on? Why everything must have a greater meaning ?
The popular theory is that , if you enjoy sunset means that you cheer more for endings then the beginning and hence you fall into the pessimist category. I don't assume there is an alternate theory cause it plausibly explains the correlation .
Although i could write a lot against about this stupid conclusion , but that would mean missing on my fav thing. So let the pessimists have their conclusion i won't miss my sunset for them.
Sun is setting , on me ? Don't know or better still don't want to know.
Well going down memory lane was such a wonderful idea but the end sems got the better of that
idea .
So now i will have to search for different options to fill this empty space.
And may be some day i will get down to the past part too.
Keep looking( is there neone???)
Tush
Bon jour,
The next blog is being delayed because my end sems are around and the kind of blog I am planning will take a long time .
Going down the memory lane is not an easy task afterall . Especially to overcome that nostalgic feeling afterwards.
I hope that i don't dissapoint many !!!!!!!!!
Signing Off..
