Little Bits Of Life

Some August 2K15 8-9 am: after greeting the members of the house and attending to the utmost important morning getting-out-of-bed “tasks”, I ask mom (like I usually do, day after day) “how are the cats?”. "They were asking for you” she says. Couldn't guess the satirical hint in her reply, I cheerily go out to see them. “meow” I say on finding them half- asleep under the cooler stand. They look at me with equitably mix of bewilderment and adorableness ( or disapproval, idk). It strangely occurs to me that cats, dogs and other non homo sapiens never come about saying “hellos & byes” to us. What then makes me (us) do a bowbow or meow seeing them. That must be hilarious and a source of all-sort-of-confusion for them. Taking a mental note of it, I've promised myself that I'll stick to my hello and what do you plan to do for the day, and let them meow and purr for themselves & then humanly code it for some sort of an answer to feed my queries :D 11ish am: What...

So I couldn't really stop myself from writing it, as I had written “On this Day” last year. < friends-blessing-in-disguise > Fb why do you get annoying and feel that you, out of all, need me to remind about my friends -_- !!! Blessed are those who can count their friends on hand :) They say it’s hard to know who your real friends are. And they’re not kidding. The love and friendship of close friends is not a luxury – but a necessity for survival. Like air or water. It’s good to know early on the difference between an acquaintance and a true friend though!  There are many colors of friendship: affection, protection, guidance, brotherhood and even teasing. Friendship is all about these and much more. Of all the things I've learnt about friendship over the years, it is that 1) a good friendship is a two-way path and 2) friendships, like everything else in this world, are not perfect, and I say that without a single hint of skepticism...

I (you too) must have read a couple of articles on college life; 10 points on how things change after college, when you turn 22, how college people are your friends forever blah blah... While these articles are cool enough  what they fail to capture is the experience itself; the 4 years of loathing that somehow turn into a bitter sweet feeling as the end approaches. And the ironic thing is that, like me, I presume most of us did hate college sometime, somewhere. But there is something amazing about the last semester, you know! It wasn't too long ago, I tell you. The news of a cancelled class makes you  happy though you know that some weekday there would be an extra class from 5-6.  Th at  annoying  person  who made all your quizzes impossible through constant cries of  ' kara d e y y a ar '  doesn't  seem to bother you af...

Well, sometime last week there were a series of bans that I read about  and while I was caught up in an inevitable task of giving sessionals :P I wondered why can't we really ban the way we are evaluated. So after discussing it at length ( for the Nth time) with my people about the pros and cons of the system and how it can not be changed *that* easily and that I was actually wasting my time for no good, I was told to stop nagging and concentrate on what I can!! Since banning things is the 'new in' these days ( it seems so) here's a list of few things I suppose, deserve a ban (random stuff I could think of) :D - 1. YouTube adds picture yourself reading the boring, dull slides and pdf's. How can you keep yourself awake and glued to it? Select a playlist and shoot. But there's a little problem with it. It doesn't play the song first. Rather you get to hear, “i don't care if cables were people or if your hair are pokey or life is well traveled...” ...

It has been quite sometime since  I've posted something on the blog. A self conscious decis io n of being regular , I could not keep up with, ugh! Blogger tells me my last post was 2 nd August, t hat’s roughly 5 months : O I had my training sem. so I got to enjoy a decent time at home. And in these months I've met so many people- my age, seniors, super seniors; learnt, heard, did so much of new stuff that I actually ended up enjoying it :D Has anything considerably changed in this time? On a minuscule scale, NO, B UT (yes, the inevitable one) I feel I 've become more aware of the person that I see myself as. H ow I am to describe what I feel? “It feels like everything's been decided in advance that I'm following a path somebody else has already mapped out for me. It doesn't matter how much I think things over, how much effort I put into it. In fact, the harder I try, the more I lose my sense of who I am. It's like my identity's an orbit that I...