TELL ME O BEAUTY

TELL ME O BEAUTY!! 

WITH YOUR LUNAR CHARM , 

YOU ALWAYS FASCINATED ME.

 BUT WHERE ARE YOU,IN THIS SEPARATION OF DARK?

TELL ME O BEAUTY!

IN YOUR ENIGMATIC EYES,

YOU ALWAYS ARRESTED ME.

BUT WHY DID YOU FREE ME ?

TELL ME O BEAUTY!

WE WERE PLAYING HIDE-AND-SEEK,

IN THE ‘JUNGLE -OF-LOVE’.

BUT WHERE DID YOU GO ALL OF A SUDDEN?

TELL ME O BEAUTY!

YOU WERE, THE  ONLY SEVEN COLORS OF MY LIFE,

I OFTEN USED TO TELL YOU.

BUT WHY DID THEY FADE AWAY?

TELL ME O BEAUTY!

THE LAST DAYS

 

   
!!THE LAST DAYS!!

  The word ‘last’ Sounds quite poignant yet  fascinating , especially when it is used as a prefix to some special words, which seems to be a chain of event, to which every one feels connected & bonded .However,  despite of its gloomy nature, the word ‘last’ has lightened up those moments which were lived by 54 students of a class and being as part of those 54 souls,  I can say  with  firm conviction that this ‘last’ isn't last in itself .Somewhere,  it contains seeds of a tree which will  grow with its endless branches of new relationships, some of them will be common & some will be individual.

For the past few months i have been seeing & feeling something left & right of this enigmatic word ‘last’. Now to make it sound meaningful I must share streak of events which will weave some glorious memories for us in future. 

 It was the beginning of 8^th semester of our engineering  when the magic of ‘last’ was about to prevail among all of us. So the classes were started with an untold acknowledgement -“finally this is the last one!”. The days were passing & time too. We were attending the classes more for fun & less for studies. All it could not happen without the smiling support of our special faculty, who were inflated by HOD deptt, everyday & with the same dedication deflated by us as they enters into our classroom. We were not only connected with our faculty by sms or phones but also by networking sites which is still on. Now one can assume that how it could have been possible to maintain the same decorum in class & decency with our ‘friend- faculty’ then. All it was happening spontaneously in the backdrop of that magical angelic word ‘last’.

Though the air of ‘last’ was blowing in final year classes but it was a hurricane which was roaring in our class.  Amid all of this, a gentle breeze of nice change was blowing too. We have had advanced from just knowing the name of our classmate sitting next to us to maintain some dialogues at least once or twice a day .The wall of hesitation & childish ego between boys & girls was  declining in 7^th semester & as expected it had finally disappeared in 8^th  semester. This resulted into a built of new understanding which was direly needed to create & maintain the ever cherished memories of a class, which lived for three years collectively.

As I said in the beginning that the word ‘last’ has  unbound potential & magic to turn an ordinary event into a memorable one. So how it could have been deprived of being used by crazy students of our class. In a broad view, every event & function during our last year was entitled as ‘the last’. For instance,’ the last college fest, ‘the last annual function’ (well! We saw it first time ever happening in four years) ‘the last semester’ (obviously) ‘the last exams’ blah! blah!. So all this was quite understandable but the limit of craziness had been crossed when we didn't even spare the months, seasons, festivals & moreover the birthdays to engage with ‘last’. One could hear those special words yelled or murmured by my emotion driven fellows during odd hours of classes such as-‘my last winter of engineering’, ‘my last diwali of engineering’, ‘ my last January of engineering’, ‘my last birthday in engineering’. Apparently all it may sound quite hilarious & crazy but way beyond this, knowingly or unknowingly we were trying to reveal the true colors of a very common bond with our class for the first & last time .

It was beyond my wildest dream that this ‘last’ could have this much charisma which turned the things around & unified those strange faces into a single one which was hidden somewhere in all of us.

It was almost end of the semester & we were partially free from all do’s & don’ts of college. In other words, last semester was academically ended & we were ready for our ‘last’ university exams. But the million dollar question was this whether were we ready for exams or not?. Instantly, I would say ‘no’. But this ‘no’ was not tagged with the girls as they were ready again without that much hardship which was being faced by boys. Neither were they mentally  prepared nor equipped with the hard copies of materials for exams. It was unforgettable time when all boys (including me) were running here & there for each single copy of material. All it was not less than a war.

This 8^th semester exams were turning out to be the 8^th world war in which our lives were severely at stake & we were trying to confront with our enemy(exams) without weapons (studies) .But some how or the other, the entire class managed to sail through these horrendous moments & exams, as I did not see any doleful face coming out from examination hall.

 The final semester exams were over & we still had one month in college for major project which was turned into a ‘fun project’ by us. Meanwhile we had a party in a resort located in the outskirts of city, in which I believe  we got the ‘gist’ of all four years. It was the first time ever when we got together unofficially & thrilled entirely. That night we all shared some bit of our truth & lies with our friends. It was a  moving moment for all of us as we were listening an unheard silence from each other which was remained unheard in the clamor of everyday hitches.

Finally, we were free from books ,syllabus &  not bounded to come to college everyday but surprisingly, all we were yearning to  come to college despite of scorching heat  of summer, just to attend a class which was no more in existence but virtually was on.  It was a class of mutual understanding & openness, which was giving new shine to the very common bond among all those who were remained unknown from each other yet. 

Since all it happens with every graduate, one may find this article just another superficial or merely a lackluster description of college days. I admit that there is nothing new in the story or in words but these are the days which were lived by your father /mother someday in their college time in a different way, which became an integral part of their life, probably not shared with us. These are the days which we have lived just a while ago. These will be the days which will be lived by our son /daughter someday in future. Definitely the story is same & old but it becomes unique & new when lived by an individual. I am sure that one day sitting in an armchair, inspired by our last days in college we will ask from our newly  graduate son/daughter, “So how was your ‘last’ day in college?” & evoking those memorable time we will be murmuring alone, “those were the ‘last’ days, passed very soon!”……………………………

 

SAS:-

 
 

 

 I WILL COME AGAIN!!!

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TO MAKE YOU SMILE ,

I WILL COME AGAIN.

TO MAKE ME RIGHT,

I WILL COME AGAIN.

IT WAS TRUE THAT-

I WAS ON A WRONG TURN,

TO COME BACK ON RIGHT ONE ,

I WILL COME AGAIN.

I CAN SEE MY ‘RELATION’ IS-

 SHIVERING IN A COLD WINTER.

TO FEEL IT A JOY OF NEXT SUMMER,

I WILL COME AGAIN.

YESTERDAY IT WAS ME –

WHO FELT RIGHT EVERY MOMENT.

TODAY TO MAKE MYSELF WRONG BEFORE YOU,

I WILL COME AGAIN..

TO MAKE YOU SMILE

 I WILL COME AGAIN,

TO  MAKE ME RIGHT

 I WILL COME AGAIN.

 

!!!!!!!SILENCE!!!!!!!

It is often said that it is important to remain silent in order to be heard. Quite true!! but is not true every time. What if we are not heard by someone for whom we are keeping an unwanting, infinite 'silence' .In that case our 'silence' remains unknown and almost forgotten by the one for whom we are doing all this.Results will be - an unnoticed permanent 'Silence' takes birth within,to which we remain oblivious all the time. 

'Silence' does signify a peaceful state of mind of a saint and an absolute depression of a common man. So All it lies in our hand  that what we want to do with our so called 'silence'. Its dual nature  can either evolve or dissolve our life in an instant.
'Silence' is not always means to keep mum all the time. It is more about to keep controlling our emotions and feelings for a someone to whom we want to express it so eagerly. This is something we do in order to let someone realize that he/she is not giving enough importance, what we are expecting all the time. It is a kind of 'Meta message' which we want to give through our 'silence', either by keeping mum or by avoiding any feelings & emotions for that person. But the fact is that we don’t do it intentionally .It comes so naturally, when we feel so much ignored.It grows so rapidly with one particular thought that nothing can bring back that warm relation once again.So this is what about the 'silence' ,which plays such roles in our personal life ,we had never expected...

 But above of all this ,being remain 'silent' is not an event on which one can feel proud. It is not the only stick of a blind which keeps him on the right track & it is not the only companion with which one can share everything...after all it is only our 'silence' which comes in our life when we keep loosing our fine bond & more importantly the trust (which is first and last testimony of any relation) on those whom we considered the only reason of our our smile & joy. So when this reason remains no more, the worth of smile goes in vain.

But bad things aren’t bad always, as they seem and our 'silence' is not an exception. Sometimes our 'silence' serves other need.Sometime we don’t want to be heard by anyone but to remain silent in order to keep the things on the right track in our life, which were messed up earlier due to our immature actions, & foolhardy decisions.And when the things keep coming on the right track, we say bye- bye to our 'silence' and get back in our world of events & accidents. In this way our 'silence' plays a vital role of a friend which helps to bring us back into our life & which never betrays.

Well! whatever is discussed above ,is just a shallow glance over the issue which comes in our life always in last ,when no other damn common solution seems fit to all major or minor problems in our life. This was just the one side of our inner 'silence'.....but don’t you want to see the other side of it...just check it out..........

WHEN I WAS A CHILD!

THINGS WERE NEW & I WAS ON A RIDE.

THIS WORLD WAS DEVIL, BUT ANGEL FOR MINE.

ALL IT WAS FOR ME-

WHEN I WAS A CHILD........

ALL I EXPLORED THIS UNIQUE WORLD.

IN MY EYES, IN MY RUN.

IT WAS BEST, IT WAS MINE .

THIS I THOUGHT

WHEN I WAS A CHILD......

MY PRESENT WAS GLOWING ,MY PAST WAS FINE.

FUTURE HAD WINGS & I WAS ABOUT TO FLY.

IT WAS A MIRACLE-

WHEN I WAS A CHILD...............

NOW I REMEMBER THOSE ROSY DAYS & NIGHTS,

ALL IT SEEMS BURIED IN THE SAND OF TIME.

IT WAS A GIFT,IT WAS PARADISE,

THIS I THINK NOW,

WHEN I WAS A CHILD.......

WHEN I WAS A CHILD.......

FAILURE FOR YOU!!

Some subjects in this world don’t enjoy the support of common minds. They just receive a timeless hatered & despise, whenever and wherever their presence is seen...My this article for these subjects may or may not bring an instant shift among worthy minds overnight but surely will leave something to think upon......

Now i suppose ‘FAILURE’ is the most right subject to discuss upon. which is something most ‘undesirable’ & blindly unaccepted phenomenon of our personal life.This is how we think about the ‘failure’ & various other such matters....but sometimes the most irrelevant things turn out to be the most solid reason for happening of the most relevant things in our life.. and I suppose failure deserves to be considered the same as mentioned above. It works when we tend to forget everything in the shadow of success. It comes into existence when we do not hesitate to lose the virginity & worth of our success in achieving something which is very meagre in our life..It meets just to let us realize that still there are some more avenues, waiting to be explored by us....well! the list goes on and has no end when it comes to talk about the issues like failure.


So now let’s confine the discussion within the domain of human acceptance .Practically none of us wants a tag of failure in our life just like a floor no.13 in any apartment but ironically we get this tag on every blind turn of our life.

Peeping into the past we find the great leaders & legendery who had defined themselves as a person having no word like failure in their dictionary .Well ! all it were their true belief,& of course the personal point of view as well but what if we encounter with failure in some occasion of our life?.In that case we have to leave the side of such philosophy & have to dare to see the positive influence of failure .It may sound utter impracticable but at the end of the day it works .What would you do when you are asked to spend your single day in a hell ,with the guarantee that you will be going to spend rest of your life in paradise. Then certainly you will not wait for a second to accept the predetermined sufferance of hell , keeping the pleasures & joy of paradise in your eyes .This is the approach we need , while dealing with the failure.

It may feel you harassing for one hour but leave you for next 23 hours for honeymoon with your success. Countless inventions in this world are still worthwhile & showing their utility just because their inventors had undergone through a streaks of setbacks ...but their ‘never say to die’belief turned it into unforgettable comebacks .All it happened & still happening just because of something which we don’t want anymore in our life in any form....that is ’failure’.....


Failure means different for every individual, society,state & country.For one it may be a vehicle on which one can easily find the city of success but for others it may not be more than a grave ,on which no one want to stay a single moment except of some generous winds of day & night .It all depend upon the level of acceptance of us and nothing else..

so many examples & examplery are there which will help you to understand that some processes which result nothing in our life are not worthless but are something which brings everything to us. Even a self destructive decision, resulting in a failure can be a reason of strongly hold foot on the peak of Mount Everest.Early strategic failure in war could be the only key to remain undefeated in the battlefield.........................


Now still if you think that the things & reasons which ruined your life, snatched your joy in every walk of your life cannot bring joy, pleasure, permanency and more importantly success in your life ?????????....... then think again........