Hysterical Aphasia...

A year!

Sahil Katyal — Wed, 13 Apr 2011 17:09:30 +0000

Time actually flies when you are around, and the flight enters a year now.

To memories shared and times lived, cheers!

I’ve got you under my skin.
I’ve got you deep in the heart of me.
So deep in my heart that you’re really a part of me.
I’ve got you under my skin.

-Frank Sinatra

of time & context

Sahil Katyal — Fri, 08 Apr 2011 08:23:12 +0000

The same last one month, when I was on a 6 month internship last semester, seemed like the longest time ever. Now, as the last one month remains of my BITSian life, I realize how fast it is passing away. Even though I had so much work back then during internship, the days progressed at a snail’s pace. Time is relative indeed. It relates to the moods you are in. The clock ticks, the time flies by.

Thodi Thodi

Sahil Katyal — Wed, 06 Apr 2011 18:08:03 +0000

When more seems less and less seems least, then you are the one in my frame of mind.

A line from Jhoom sums it all up.

Jitni tu milti jaaye, utni lage thodi thodi…

Bruno

Sahil Katyal — Tue, 05 Apr 2011 07:05:28 +0000

‘ Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody. ‘ ~J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye.

At times I do realize the ultimate truth that Salinger portrays through this line. Bruno, I miss you a lot since last night. R.I.P.

Protected: Won’t you ask?

Sahil Katyal — Tue, 05 Apr 2011 05:08:30 +0000

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Initiator

Sahil Katyal — Mon, 04 Apr 2011 19:09:57 +0000

So I have to be the initiator? Even in this case? Why? Even I feel the same in similar situations. Trust me, I do.

Giggle

Sahil Katyal — Sun, 03 Apr 2011 12:22:21 +0000

That giggle of hers’ heard on the phone after a number of days really makes the moment sparkle. Thank you, Sunday.

Sahil Katyal — Sat, 02 Apr 2011 21:43:42 +0000

3 AM, 2nd such night.

Run, fly back, hurry up, rush. It won’t be soon before long?

Tomorrow is Sunday, remember!

We Won, bitches!

Sahil Katyal — Sat, 02 Apr 2011 21:37:11 +0000

My throat is literally dead, my ears have gone deaf and my body feels numb. But it was all totally worth it. We won the Cricket World Cup 2k11, bitches! We are the frickin’ champions! And what a splendid job it was by the team. For the first time, partnerships were actually gaining momentum and India was playing as a team. Dhoni did a fab job as the captain, both in batting and field setup. A great manager, I’d say.

Watching it in the BITS Pilani auditorium was an experience in itself. Hugging everyone like crazy, going senti with the words spoken during presentation, and sharing their emotions when Sachin was being carried like a deity, the gestures, it was all epic awesomeness.

A day I’ll never remember. And as Chirag said, “Zindagi safal ho gayee!”

Blue Valentine, all too blue

Sahil Katyal — Mon, 28 Mar 2011 18:52:53 +0000

I was watching this recently released movie, The Blue Valentine, when the ending surprised me. It was unusually sad for a movie carrying the ‘romantic’ tag behind it. The movie had a plethora of sad instances, but having watched a score of such movies, you start believing that the ending will erase this pungent build up. But sadly, it didn’t happen.

Throughout the running reel, Dean and Cindy can be witnessed quarreling, fighting over their individual and yet so conjoined pasts. And sadly, towards the end, having exhausted all hopes of a revival in spite of a getaway in a private suite for a night, they separate. The saddest scene is when their little daughter tries to hold back Dean by pulling him, when he is going away. Is it real? Can a form of love vanish completely, forgetting its very purpose?

Love is blind I agree, but is it lame too? Millions fall in love each day, but so many fail in love too. Is it a cycle? Falling in love and falling from love? Doesn’t an initial emotion of a strong attachment, an ‘I love you’ guarantee a safe future comprising only of loving and being loved? Is the concoction of love and emotions so strong that it might prove traumatic at times?

Once in love, you are not just talking about the fun but also the sad emotions that are bound to accompany this cupid’s gift. Understanding proves to be the most important tool. But I am darn sure that every progeny of mankind that falls in love knows this fact. Where is the understanding lost then? Why do people become a victim of break-ups and divorces if all this is so obvious? This has to be more than a simple hormonal dysfunction or an ego clash. I mean, people hear stories of separations, dread them and yet they experience the same. Prevention, is it really rare in this case?

LOVE, this four lettered dazzler, still mocks at us. Ages have passed, man has fallen in love and failed in it as well. Yet, it remains more baffling than the greatest intricacies of science. I am not half as powerful to prevent myself from falling in love. In fact loving and being loved is what I have loved the most about life, so I bet this is the sad-ending-effect talking and not me. But isn’t it a thought worth pondering upon?

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