The dawn of the parlance

What is the best thing that we can ever expect out of life? For me maybe it is getting a direction towards which you can constantly work and think. Identifying a definite goal towards which you can actually put all your energy and power! And it’s really worth it if at all you are successful in identifying your mission. I just realized the reason behind me becoming a recluse,,, probably because it is high time that I was astray and didn’t really think towards the very intriguing thought; my mission on this very planet! OMG what have I been doing with soo much talent and potential, right now: wasting it with utter satisfaction! I am suddenly driven towards working a lot, learning things I never thought I would even bother to pay attention to. I feel the drive in me to explore and explore more. I don’t know from where and how but I am right now just thinking about: how I can grow?? Grow in every aspect of life. I feel like learning everything and anything!!! Be a spell bee cham...

Presently feel as if I am becoming a Recluse. A recluse maybe or may not be for good, i don't know. Its like I am walking on a road unknown, onto a path to which is like never ending i guess. No direction No way.. feel astray...! Its like I am doing things against my will, or may be my sub conscious is constantly stopping me from doing things I am doing. I feel like I am in a complete maze with no exit door. filled up to the brim with negativity and still feel can adjust a bit more within myself! waaoww... after writing a paragraph full of shitty emotions I am realizing the fact that I wrote crap!! Serious crap! So this is how I do introspection i guess. Writing makes me know myself much better! Now all I need is to know myself a bit more well. I probably need to find a solution to my ever wandering emotions. It starts from finding the reason behind feeling the way I am feeling right now?!!? WHY...?? The question still stands straight... why oh why? #most probable reasons:- * i...

A poem again, POEMS POEMS EVERYWHERE. This one perhaps is for my personal favorite.A lady who holds my complete admiration. Who was always there with us and for us. An epitome of love, care and knowledge. My favorite person indeed, SHIRIN MA'AM. Oh how much I admire her! What if you get to know? Those ANONYMOUS were us! What if we tell you? About you’re smile we always discuss. Sitting outside the mess Waiting to have a glance Just to make it seem usual We choose to prance. Waiting for you to come Out in the balcony We sit on the floor Oh! We know it’s funny… We often peep into your class Getting the nostalgia of the past FO and IWAC, beautiful memories That will forever last! Showing you our regular work Because we needed a reason to talk! Be it VnR or EOD We just wanted to stalk… From that NUTELLA To the prior jury warning We are extremely thankful, For you always answer our calling! You observe all of us You notice all ou...

Its a poem dedicated to one of the coolest faculties of my college. Though not a farewell gesture but a token of gratitude cherishing few funny but everlasting moments of learning spent with him.He is indeed worth our admiration! This is to tell a man Bad at handling compliments, But gives epic comments. Who observes everything. Everything that is Happening around. To save us from Falling down. He is a soul perhaps Acknowledged by all. A ‘divine’ presence Needed by all. You were always there To handle us. Handle our stupid And acute issue, From relationships to family Our gratitude was due. Accepting our innocent Marwari invitation! To the advice “You both need to loosen up a bit” This created a sensation. Our over textured road, Which turned you onto A hilarious mode! To our disastrous EOD display! Sir, you never Left us astray. The day when you Entered the class Like a mango bite Promised a reward For our pos...

I always imagine What it would be like If I ever walked  By your side.  I always imagine What will my heart feel? To know that You cared for me. I always imagine What I would say to you? Will I sing out your praises? Will I be able to speak at all? I always imagine What you would think When you’ll know What you mean to me. I always imagine, What will you say? If I say, because of u I was never astray! I always imagine What I would do? Will I stand in your presence? Or in awe of you be still? I always imagine. I always imagine...

WE ARE RUNNING...CHASING AFTER ALL THAT WE ARE, ALL THAT WE WANT NOW.And meanwhile while running towards a not so clear goal, at times after something we are not even sure of, we never realize how and when we start running from ourselves. We fail to understand why we are doing things against our glory. All we think and want is an escape from our current situation. But for me an escape is a way to rise. OK maybe sounds a bit melodramatic, RISE and ESCAPE. But once you see it right it definitely makes sense. What exactly is the Escape I am talking about, it doesn't really mean packing your luggage and leaving the house but it means not being able to face a current situation and running from it. What do you do when you are hurt? When things aren't going your way? When your closest one fail to understand you? Most probably,, CRY.TAKE A WRONG STEP.GET ANGRY AND CRANKY.SHOUT AT PEOPLE.PRACTICE  MASOCHISM.END RELATIONSHIPS.MOST EXTREME, END UP YOUR LIFE. These are the ways throu...