dream journey- 1

i stare at the photo thinking how it will be if the person comes face to face. i stare at it admiring the twinkle in the lucid eyes, the soft texture of the fair skin, the curve of the eyebrow. i am mesmerised by that boyish grin having a hint of mischief .the soft bristle of the 2 day old beard kindles few thoughts in my mind. i wish to go on a long drive with this person .i wish to sit on the sands watching the waves roll back and forth.i wish to see the sunrise on the terrace feeling a moment of absolute bliss with the person whom i cherish and absolutely worship.many more scenes are etched for eternity in my mind and i would cherish them as long as i live .the warmth of the intimate hug and that long soul searching look which gives me this feeling that i afterall, have one person whom i can depend upon and its seriously rare when a person feels secure and i guess i am secure!i can very easily imagine the breeze whizzling in my ears and the sun winking at me from the horizon. i have always wanted to convey few thoughts to him but whenever i see him, i cant find my voice. yes, its the same old eyes which makes me tongue tied and send butterflies flying in my stomach.the very presence sends shivers down my spine and makes me feel like there can be nothing better than this. the voice flows like honey in my ears and i guess it can never be better than this. i stare , stare and stare back at the photo . yes, it makes me very happy to see that smile, those eyes which are never short of twinkle. that crooked smile which makes me go weak in the knees. what can i do to come out of this?.i am sitting on the beach waiting for that hand to embrace me. i am waiting...

the real IT world....

i am currently in wipro sholinganalur.. blogging this post from here..i have come here to undergo inplant training.. and guess what am doing.. sleeping and passing time.. big time vetti..eating in the cafeteria and sleeping in my bay.. the computer has proxy setting and is not allowin me to access any site..

the final moments of nostalgia

today, the batch of students who have just now passed out of this institution(read concentration camp) had come to the college for some stupid reason of theirs.i could see from the way they looked at us that they longed to be a part of the college till eternity... the clandestine lovers looked at the various nooks and corners of the imposing structure with a longing , the way we cherish certain photos of our own tumultous childhood.the pundits look at the first benches of the classes thorugh which they would have progressed in the due course of 4 years, the wood bearing a faded look .likewise, everybody had a reason to look at the various aspects of their cherished college years. wanna know what i might look at when i come to get the so called TCCC( or is it spelled otherwise, am not too sure on this)?..
1) the corner before my classroom where i used to stand and press my ears to the wall in order to figure out which teacher is supossedly teaching in my class..
2)the last bench of my class where i never got to sit.
3) the fan in my second year classroom where i had once sworn that i would hang my class teacher ( actaully, its not late now.. i have still got 2 more years..lol). on second thoughts, i guess i would currently prefer to hang my HOD rather than my class teacher.
4)the canteen where i got first hand experience on how your food will taste if it had bees, flies, one dirty hand to kneed the dough and pot pourri of other such nauseating things.
5) the drainage opposite coffee shop where we used to sit pretty often and not even on a single day, have we got a coffee..lol
6) the various peanut brained teachers of my department who thought that speaking in englipis was a sin and tried to repremand us .
7) the sir who used to give the kangaroo a run for its jumping skills( find out who ths character is!!) who was incharge of our communication skills lab( oh yeah, i did learn quite a bit of words like using ok before, after and in the middle of every sentence and the art of conversing with so much of confidence).
8) one gentleman in this jungle is my math sir and i wont see him with a joyful heart because he has tried each and every sem to motivate me and i personally feel that i ahve failed him each and every sem.
9) now this 9th reason i feel should be given to the civil HOD for obvious reasons( yeah, i was one of the lot who used to get the OD get signed by none other than the great!!)
10) i am running out of reasons and i guess i would finally say that , may be i wont even come to get it personally .. after all, these wreent the best part of my life!!!

engulfed....

i can see the mountains at a distance, the pristine peaks mocking at the human civilisation . i can see the stream gushing out from its source with such force that it makes the man take a step back on sighting it.the vineyards are doing brisk business as it is the time for harvest and yet another batch of colonial workers have descended in this particular work site.everything looks beautiful and serene.i am standing at the edge of the forest , very near the waters of the great river. the forest is rich in under growth with so many creepers and other such plant growth that i am not able to see the mud surface at all.i am so caught up with the activity going on in the neighbourhood that i fail to notice the creepers which are slowly getting entangled with my feet. i look down to see the creepers creeping resembling the sight of hundreds of snakes slithering menacingly towards their pray.i try to shift my feet but in vain. my feet seem to be stuck in glue. i am unable to move them and i glance at the people who are working near by. i realise that these creepers are present at their feet too and they are so much engrossed in their work that they fail to notice it. suddenly , i realised that the waters of the serene river were over flowing the banks and were moving at an alarming speed . i then realise that this is yet another revengeful act of the nature....

happyness...

happiness is one thing which can only be chased after... very true.. though i realised it pretty late ( after i watched the flick" the pursuit of happyness" precisely) in life, i feel that i am in a way better off now.. i know that i can never be happy and this realisation makes me happy...i guess this is just one of the vicious cycles present in nature.. melancholy, i stumbled upon by mistake and i allowed myself to be engulfed by the dull trenody of life..i guess study hols brings the best out of everybody... lol... i guess am growing crazier day by day... electromagnetic fields created hysterisis and this propagated a negative signal through the conducting medium ( a la the body) and i guess i cant continue it further for the simple fact that i dunno much about any of these subjects to continue.. lol... the only thing which keeps me going right now is the prospect of gettin one solid month as hols( i dunno how much of the rumour is true)...

kanamapettai

last night, my friend and i decided that we need to get the required books for the current sem and so launched this trip( u will find out y it is called so) to the book bank for which we dint know the route... we were tossled here and there in the narrow lanes of saidapet and we were at the mercy of all those vendors on the road for the route... gawd, it was seriously hellish... in the run, we lost the helmet which i was using as a basket..fortunately or unfortunately, i was the pillion rider ... we took the zig zag path and in the process, i got to see some fabulous temples which i havent even heard of...sorry, i cant remember the name but it was written" siva siva " outside..we got the required books and i should say, i finally got to see the famous kanamapettai last night...it was kinda spooky.... well,this journey was plagued by the bike refusing to start at some places and we getting scolded by strangers for not using the indicator and i guess the best part ws that the bike absolute no brake .... this was alarming at certain times but we did manage to tredge our way through the maze of streets....

arrogance...

some people call it arrogance and some choose to call it a mere statement out of pure jeolous feelings.. you can also attribute it to the bad feeling that the other person is all what you are not or what you can never be.. recently , a friend of mine just called me arrogant because i dint listen to her advices on certain issues... now is that arrogance?... i would rather state it as having the insight of knowing whats wrong and whats not by myself ... and sometimes, when people just talk behind the back about me, i just feel that they are ,in fact cribbing because i am able to do all those which they cant do or plainly, they dont have the guts to do...now, is it really bad knowing that you are arrogant?..i dont think so its bad knwoing that you are to some extent arrogant... you might even say that the above statement is present to indicate that i am arrogant... may be i am, most probably I AM....i am in fcat proud of the fact that i am arrogant... cheers to arrogant feelings...lol