Wails of a Tear

This post comes right after i finished with Love Story by Erich Segal – the sweetest post-midnight read of all times.

A tear in the making,

slowly ebbs out looking at the world around,

searching the reason for which it sheds,

the fault, the trigger,

apprehensive of everything around.

“But I am alone”, it says,

“Does the reason cry too?

Let me not be alone,

but better let us not be at all…”

 

If one of us cries, let both of us cry but preferably neither of us…

e-r-A-s-i-n-g

isn’t it weird? hard to forget something you want to and equally hard to assimilate what you have to? things cannot be simple. complexity is a compulsive element. i want it out of my head since long but i can’t. i tried music, i tried reading.  it keeps on reciprocating. it manifests to a higher level, it lessens. it comes back. complex. weird. a bit calm now, but for how long? i do not feel like getting rid of the thought, but i so need to. if the person in the thought does not care, why should i give a f about it? it’ll get better. just a hope that it will. or if there isn’t any, then i pray for a ray. didn’t know that erasing would be so arduous.

what do i need? NO.

what i don’t need? YES.

Hell would be a hell lot better

With so many exams lined up altogether, and upto three in a day, this truly is a first hand experience of what hell must be like. Sleep deprivation, grey cells forcefully functioning to the multiple doses of caffeine and eyes deliberately stretched open. A week ends and the shitty schedule of the next is thrown upon us. And it keeps appearing more and more crapological. Yeah, thats what i like to call everything thats happening now. Its all a buttload of crap. Exams, thoughts, dreams? Ha!!! Fubar!

The boy who cried T-REX !!!

Not so long back (read present), there was a boy (read RA) in BITS Pilani who relished telling others that he would be getting some really bad marks(read zero or zuc) when actually he would score really well(read average plus 15-20). Such was the pleasure accompanying this that soon it developed into a habit. So from then onwards whenever a test got over, he could be seen with a sullen face and saying that he got ****ed or ****ed in that exam. But when the marks used to come out, everyone would be surprised and he would just go ROFLMAO over the situation pronouncing it as sheer luck. On being questioned about the remarks he had made previously, he would just look at the person’s face and burst into a laugh riot making the other person feel like a complete jackass. This happened in SCEO, CET and to top it all in Optimization(where the expectation was a hell-sure zuc). Soon everyone lost faith in him.

One fine morning, T-REX (read H.K. Mohanta) actually came and the boy was shocked. He cried out loud, “ WTF! It’s a real T-REX for God’s sake. This can’t be happening to me. HELP! HELP!”. But as destiny would have it, this time the calls went unheard. The people(read we) could no longer trust him. So the little boy who cried T-REX had to flee away home. It is said that even till today, he is said to be roaming the corridors of FD-1 asking for a make-up for that test!

HA!!! the boy who cried T-REX! in your face!!!

PS: the tag T-Rex was proposed by Gulhati after pondering for a long time over the previous tag – ‘Mammoth’ proposed by YO. The tags are copyrighted. And the story too. Moreover, the ‘boy’ is one of my bestest buds. So any out-of-the-boundary remarks against him shall not be tolerated. The picture is not the real ‘boy’. The real one is way more cute.

Afterglow ()

Simply in love with the song by INXS…

Here I am,
Lost in the light of the moon,
That comes through my window.
Bathed in blue,
The walls of my memory divides,
The thorns from the roses.
It’s you and the roses.

Touch me and I will follow,
In your afterglow.
Heal me from all this sorrow,
As I let you go.
I will find my way
When I see your eyes,
Now I’m living,
In your afterglow.
Here I am,
Lost in the ashes of time,
But who wants tomorrow,
In between,
Longing to hold you again,
I’m caught in your shadow.
I’m losing control.
My mind drifts away,
We only have today.

Touch me and I will follow,
In your afterglow.
Heal me from all this sorrow,
As I let you go.
I will find my way,
I will sacrifice,
‘Til the blinding day,
When I see your eyes.
Now I’m living,
In your afterglow [in your afterglow].
When the veils are gone,
As I let you go,
As I let you go.

Touch me and I will follow,
In your afterglow.
Heal me from all this sorrow,
As I let you go.
I will find my way
I will sacrifice,
Now I’m living,
In your afterglow.
Bathed in blue,
The walls of my memory divides,
The thorns from the roses.
It’s you who is closest.

kyaa ho ra hai?

Post OASIS time is pretty much the time one would never want to experience. We, are just forced into it. Exams, exams and exams. No sooner does one get over, its the talk of the next ones that starts echoing in the bhavans. Plus these darn quizzes and assignments which inspite of submissions all throughout the semester, never seem to get done with. This week, the next week its just basically exams. And after that its more, the final lab tests. And as soon as they’ll get over it’ll be the end of november and the comprees will be knocking on our doors.

Cool, eh?

the aftermath?

At around 4 A.M. a mute chord strikes in the back of my head. I wake up and in the light of my phone see that i am alone. The music which i usually leave on is done playing itself. There is silence. I go towards the balcony a bit malaise and stare towards the distant blackened sky. I am alone. Surrounded by friends all around, hundreds to take care of me, yet so alone. It’s a feeling. It’s a doubt. It’s weird. I wonder if these are the repercussions, innocuous and yet so troubling. How long? How hard? How painful?

Happy, aren’t you?

You cherish the fact that I anguish in pain,

you remain unaffected, so stubborn and naive,

all senses put down to dust, mixed with every grain,

the promises, the moments all buried alive…

End of a dream – OASIS 2k9

OASIS 2k9 came to an end last night. The amazing four days with not a hint of acads were the best this semester. The glitz which the outstees brought, coupled with the amazing performance by Shankar Ehsaan and Loy (which left me half-deaf and with aching legs for a day) and Sanjeev T & The Rainbow Bridge were just so great. The sleep deprived four days were so much worth it.

The FLIPSIDE is now over and the side of exams is all what lies ahead. With so many exams and quizzes lined up, all i can now do is remember the dream and cherish it…