I Can Finally Count :)

Yeah so today after a week of running around, they finally told us that we cannot write the additional english supplementary paper.. They are busy people and they cannot reset and reschedule an entire paper just for the three of us despite the fact that it was the english and the examination department's fault.. Ok stop! this after ages and after recurring blah posts, is meant to be a happy one...

Like I said the good thing out of the whole shit with additional english paper is that I can finally count days.. 18th morning dude.. Inshallah.. Cuckud isa in the emirates flight to Dubai... :D

So thats not the reason why I came to blog.. I mean yes that is a big deal but something really small and sweet touched me today... So you know I am the senstive and the emotional types and all.. No, really, I haven't been the lucky kind to have really sweet people around me but today I just got a dose from a few of them... 4 to be precise... :)

I don't know... For so many people that I have met do not seem to register or feel an imapct by an everyday trivial matter which involves the goodness on someone else's part. Or, maybe, they do not make a prominent acknowledgment.. For me, it's different and I simply love it when I am subjected to such an event in life.. I have to mention it, at least here..

Hence, I write, because I owe you a thanks today! Sacchi and Meaning Wala!

Happy Dusshera!

You thought Ganesh Chaturthi was bad? Guess what today is 'Happy Dusshera!!!'

The trauma I felt today is something that I had never experienced in a while..

The tornado of tears, the breathlessness like a candle flickering before its about to die out, the shivering like a mobile phone vibrating, and the abuses and the curses which could challenge the Satan..

If I only knew about how Dusshera is going to be, I wouldn't have fought with Ganesh dude...

Tomorrow I have abnormal psychology.. I had only one more chapter before I would be done and only revision would have been left.. But yeah they chased me off...

I can recall that image, the image of celebration... Some blurred lights and the king of lights in the centre.. There was quite a bit of red and a lot of blurred white.. The sounds I had drained out using my mp3 but I could still hear a little like they were many a doors (shut) away and were opening that one door at that time in slow motion.. The rest of the doors they would have opened by now but I escaped in a vehicle named auto rickshaw which fleeced me off by 6 rupees..

I can feel a headache coming... No it can't come because I still have studying to do! Right!

Happy Dusshera... I am happy for Lord Ram who defeated Ravana and returned to Ayodhya today, some zillions of years ago..

As I Thought

Friends... Do they even exist?
The smallest portion I can think of... Maybe..?
So that is also a doubt..

I am telling you, it's just you at the end of the day..
And from the beginning till you reach the end,
you maybe lucky that things happen your way
or you are the compromising fool,
or the dominant personality!

Mutuality never lasts forever..
Not even for the small portion..
In that case, mirror will be my best friend forever..

But man is a 'social' animal..
So the rest are ice cubes that
you form and have till they melt away
and then it's the end of the day..