Quintessence

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 re...

* If everytime beauty grows along with love , half the world will stay      Pathetically ugly  !!! * Life gets no meaning   until you become the reason for someone's smile * 50% of your life goes in loving a wrong person   & the rest goes by regretting for it!! * It costs one heart , to get another heart   thats'y being loved by your beloved   is said to be the best gift of all. *Nothing is pre-written  Neither it could be re-written * Words flow like water falls for two ppl.   1. Drunk   2. Drowned   one who is drowned in mire of love.....( * Hate me for what i am ..   Love me for what i am...   I'm happy with both!!   Cos I'm still myself... &   u live 'em thyself !! *Quotes are never framed,   they are just formed,   from one's own experience ! *Just cos i smile , doesn't mean i'm happy.....  Just co...

Pain Defined by many in words of two. Refined by me after beaten by few. Empty pour out in the land of farmer, Unshown love to the newly married woman, Vacant plate for a famished vagabond, Last minute breath for a escaped thief, and Unheard posting date for an Infosys trainee, are all pains in context of their own. results in vain , when given another  frown. In depth i go, intuits me a lot! On the sea of myth , I agape in mirth, as i have many a thing to newly breath! Under the sand, like a lost band, I see the bitter part, As, I seem like a littered spot. It pains, when loved one hurts It pains, when school friend forgets And it pains even more when trustworthy friend stabs behind back.,. After all one's life is a Bag of pains that is obtained from past! Air of gains that is buried like a pot.... pain goes plain when left in vain..... it comes like a rain and leaves a big stain...

Total Turmoil in Today’s world Terrorists Death… Doubtful in earth Tihar Jail & Denied Bail… Incredible incident, UnImaginable accident!!! Dashing cars PoLitician behind bars.. It’s totally  messy, It’s totally  chaotic, But, only now it’s Clean India,,, A Fruitful Green India….!

  You’re so sweet  As sweet as Cyanide ! You’re my drug,…  as intoxicating as Rum! You’re my life… as lively as ,,,,My love ! I may be a dictionary,, but its you who gonna GIVE MEANING 4MY LIFE   It’s you,…. My SweetHeart!! My SweeeeeeetHeart!!

The newly bought salwar kameez , was as white as that dress that comes in tide advertisement. I appeared in front of mirror , and checked if it’s neat for the 8 th time . It was just 7 o clock, everyone in home was quite amazed on seeing me , get ready that early that day I took the scooty that I had washed for the first time , outside my house ,and carefully closed the compound gates with one hand . As I pressed the kick start button , it flied to the nearby bus stop and there , my college bus , painted in yellow color with one liner written on its top “ THINK BIG ” stood waiting . as I went towards it , I took me along with fellow mates ….  Like a vacuum cleaner sucking dust… For first time , I kept myself away from window seat for some specific reasons . The bus had a mélange of ppl . First years  , sophomores  and final year students like me… The latter alone kept themselves busy , dumping their heads onto some aptitude books , and glancing up on the GRE barro...

 Global Education Centre,Infosys, Mysore It has been days since I had written something , that’s  my real experience, May be I should write about something , I had faced here , experienced ,,,here …or adulated ……here May be About  the gurukul interview I attended @infosys ….. Or about the cute couples I admire in my class…… Or may be about the mother tongue influence I see  “Often“  here  J Something that makes me feel guilty , even if my pronounciation is right….. especially when it comes to say letters like “h”.. in html Ppl wonder whether they should call it  “etch ti  em yel “ ,,, like  calcutta guys Or “Hutch ti em el “ like a few southis over here  …. Whatever , there were days where we get clashed in this topic and had lots of fun….in this context…. Thanks to my cpy ,  for  bringing a few souls I never thought I’d meet..in my life … I must mention about a few friends I’ve met here …. More fr...