Quintessence

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Quirk plans , squeezed minds, unplanned moments…Life is as excited as rolling downhill towards an unknown destination. Be it the tickets that we took at last minute, keeping a close friend on hold, or the browny browny flavored dosas that we had with so much of urge, or the heavenly rain that drenched us to death…… Everything was so much fun when spent with friends , when spent with cool minded souls….. I missed my best buddies while leaving mysore .. No wonder   yu forget things , yu forget pains   when yu have a beautiful gang like this... This chum cluster even though is temporary….even though is a seasonal thing,.. keeps me delighted . & keeps me in mirth….. and so my life in ecstasy What else one might need on a dreary Saturday morning or a monotonous Sunday evening…. A Cool hangout, A small chat with friend ,or a casual talk over phone….is damn enough to make you forget pains…. - is as pleasing as listening to your favorite song aloof….. & as enth...

That was a 3 floor building . Our dense window glasses ,oily old fans, grimy untouchable loft and screeching showcase doors everything remained as dusty as the heart and minds of ppl surrounding us. Neither we had time to look into those , nor we spoke of cleaning them all on some X th day of our life . Life went so busy like the crowded roads  of a hot metropolitan city, even though the roads here are not one … Candid thoughts , if allowed to burst out, will obviously  take a different voice , different tone and difference content from what I've presented above … Dumping out those old, philosophical serious thoughts of mind, I wish I could jot down a few pleasing scenarios this God’s Own Country gave me..   1)     What is more pleasing than a drizzle on a Monday morning ,on a day you’d feel so reluctant to even wake from bed. A tiny drizzle that drops out slightly, instead of fully drenching you, a not-so-wrenching-sun that smile...

  PART 1 : Seriously I have no clue of from where to start and how to start?? Should I start from the day one where I met my school mate 'vantana' after 5 long years or from the messy lunch I had with her and her fella' hostel mates a day before my birthday   or should I tell about our cool hangouts to ponmudi and meenmutty falls on Sep 16. Each of them was enjoyable and Each of them had a beauty of their own. That night on my bday I was in her hostel Vantana.... It seemed like it was just yesterday I stepped out of my 12th std school bidding vantana and gang a big bye celebrating the end of public examinations . But things have changed a lot....They have changed in a pace faster than one could ever imagine. and that's how, now i'm in her hostel , sitting as a Infoscion , smiling at her TCS tag..... From Schools tags till noon lunches everthing was same for us..., But now??? Tags vary... Companies vary...Platforms vary... God !! Give m...

I'm sitting alone in this balcony, with no one near,to accompany !! I'm sitting here, to find the mystery, with no one sauntering in my street!! All that I could see.. Is that heavy Cloud.. Jarring aloud ..& Moving so proud !! I'm seeing around ....seeing those kids.. dancing around... I'm glad on seeing ..the new guest of me!! Its flowing hard..touching my skin like a dot... Its turning.. Turning left... Turning right.... Swirling all around like a little kite... I'd like to go out,, &drop like that dot... Before which I Met the worst of all !! I wondered how , In nanosecond , The weather went whimsical....!! I wondered how, the sun rays came tearing off my dense cloud !! And making me becloud!! We stood agape... like a lonely grape... Winking and wincing like a star in sky Will another day come ?? Where I'll dance spirit fully in that muddy rain.. Will another day come..?? Where we all would sing in the rain...!! ...

Treacherous beauty. Drenched as cutie.. As like a lotus engulfed in honey,, ameliorating the sweetness ,, in that lonely night,, She- the only enchanting sight, lavishingly bright,, yea, i'm right,, the sweetest soul, &most adonis's goal... This mysterious mania could steal splendid hearts in this earth,, if there's no blissful dearth . . Unless beauty herself imbibes d truth inchoates the voyage- Fleeing via tunnel called,, flaunted fans... With her so called laissez -faire attitude... With her twigy eyes expressin the gratitude.. Givin us all the delight... In this lonely night,, the lustrous night..