Quintessence

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 enthralling  

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 smiles at you , as it draws out slender

Ya, I’m starring somewhere I knew something is going inside ma mind , I’m starring somewhere out there I knew that's not what I’m looking for.... The wall was the target for first fifteen minutes when I tot of squabble with lil sister last night! When I imagined myself fighting her back...... Walls broke to nothing with the dreams that was going in as I touched the gash , the brutal kid slashed !!! :’(

  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 me a moment! Gi

©        This post was  published in an international magazine   ' Voices of the World' under creative writing ©        In April 2015, This post won the First Runner Up award in “Best Article Contest”  by Rhetoric- Division B Toastmasters International ,Chennai ©        This post was nominated for the Love Ya Arranged marriage contest conducted by Indiblogger and won SnapDeal Voucher It sounds like Coffee Vs CoolDrink for me... Each tastes good for the soul having it.. in the way they see it and in the way they treat it .... But what is my choice is  the question to be answered here.... It's the puzzle to be riddled out from the words juxtaposed below..... Keep the soul cool, and skin hot... To live the life to fullest......... "Love" I'm not against it.., !! Neither I fell head over heels for some lad out here !! Shadi is like a sweet , "Making a love marriage is like making a sweet with sugar, And Making an Arranged marriage

A day to recollect and rejoice the little little memories carried from past. From kinder garden friendship till college, office friendship:-) From sharing a nataraj rubber in examhall till helping a colleague in coding, Definition of friendship has taken forms tat Changes with ages :-):-) loving a lovable friend or jus spending some time wit them s not enough:) having a day for them, cherishin the memories wit them on that day exclusivly meant for them, matters. Glad we've one:-) I wish here , a happy happy friendship day for every single friend who glanced the sparkling pages of my life:) and made it a really beautiful one :) thanks a lot 2 all buddies:)

Daddy , I dint come near you when i was baby for i was really afraid of men Daddy, I joined many schools But cried and ran everyday Daddy, You got a seat for me in your school and I like a cute fool, entered that boy's pool, Daddy, you came every day to meet me, And kissed , after dumping those 2buns onto my basket Daddy, I wished to meet you when you had class for a really wanna show off I’m your daughter Daddy, I sat on your bike front and enjoyed the breeze intense Daddy my 'boy cut' hair was waving and i smiled at you as i was hitting your dark eyes... Daddy Today I'm grown up , and riding my own scooty... Daddy, This is really thrilling for i feel like floating when i gear up..... Yet daddy, I love that place near you for I really love no one like I do you Will those little days come back, and let me play with you like always I do with you Daddy, I'm growing old... & miss

First Day of coll........ " Saranathan College Welcomes you......" I read , as I walked past the board at the entrance of my college... followed another board, "Point 1 : College is like temple. Respect your teachers and your elders" "Point 2 : Knowledge is power. Use it or lose it" "Point 3......... " I rememberd the lines said my coll senior , whom i met in counseling.... "Sara....? It's good for it's rules Bad for the same.." former makes you feel secure latter makes you miss the coll fun.......... Yet it' dint find it that bad.... Was a decent, one like every other coll you see under engg list.... Was a world different Something different.... May be in the way ," we dont need Uniforms anymore" or the way ,"We dont have those petty assignments or the home works" like that of schools...... Whatever it's ...I had the same feeling as what

Let love be fault proof Let faults be temptation proof Let temptations be hormone proof Let Hormones be gender proof Let gender be chromosomes proof Let chromo go without a proof !! & Let us all ever live aloof !! ever Live aloof!! Aloofffffffffffff from the "lures of life" From the dirt of it! From the sin of it !! Let s stand on the zenith of a mountain And shout like We gonna die today Scream like we Are ending it today!! Let this be the last day of our life And Lets live a ruthless life in the heaven Till the mirthful end ! Till the dead end !

Mysteries rest inside Came out the blue A Ghost on my side !! I Stuck to the floor like paper to glue & Panic for reasons I Don't know !! Dreams that danced stopped for while I heard slipper sound running agile & Wooden doors shutting in a manner senile ! I sensed it to be ghost , on the night that's frost Eyes stood aghast!! I held hands like baby in womb, and was sure I gonna reach the tomb, Howls of dogs corroborated the fact , & I behaved perfectly like that in an act, On the darkest night in a house without Knight ! Everything panicked, Even the corner mouse, Even the Cob webs.. And even the unclosed water taps ! No wonder fear feared than phantom did ! Until I heard a bucket sound falling onto floor & water drops splashing onto face , . . . . . . . Idiot it's already 9 !!! NOW WAKE UP !!!!

From morning alarms till late night calls  , from fight at bathroom door till missing the room keys... everything reminds me of infosys , mysore... the real place to be.... where sophisticated rooms and facilities , provided to trainees , makes them forget -they are just yet another color tag roaming in that beautiful campus. the word color tag , stayed a big pang inside our heart .... for every color tag had regular bag checks while entering GEC's while moving to multiplexes.. while leaving classes and while .... no that 's enough.... more  than enough.... Color tags.... red , dark blue , grey , white , orange , for the first time I hated colors in my life... We were all straining..., toiling & moiling day and night to get that ONE BLACK TAG !! That was the first time  , we worked for black...... something dark black always reminds me of dark, sorrow, and every other negative feel That was the day that taught us the real meaning behind 'black