gobbledygook

So here we are. So near, yet, so far. Connected by a narrow thread of consciousness honed sharp by years of proximity, camraderie and gobbledygook. As I reminisce the past, so vividly described here, I cannot help but wonder. Wonder because that which was clear as a freshly blown crystal is now shrouded in a haze of mist, thick enough to obscure much, but thin enough for the silhouette to be visible.
It seems that life has gone almost a full circle horizontally, getting back to where it started. However, the trajectory has indeed moved up vertically taking us all to higher co-ordinates. In the layman's language, one beginning has ended and another has just begun.
The recent past has been a torrid time for all of us. With uncertainty about the future and disillusionment of the present nibbling away slowly and steadily at our hearts and souls, we let ourselves drift away from the core. And then, when the direction was as clear as the air after a downpour, realization dawned upon us that we were embarking on different paths which would not pay heed to the years shared eating, sleeping, drinking, laughing, crying, cursing, hoping, wishing, thinking and dreaming together. Will our paths cross again? Will that narrow thread of consciousness weather the storm of time ? Some will, some may and some won't.

the panther

here we go again...

" kisi ne kaha pyar dard hai humne kaha kabul hai . unhone kaha is dard ke saath ji na paoge . humne kaha tumhari m** ka b***** ab tum hume jina sikhaoge "

ye kahaan aa gaye hum....

what the Fuk what the fuk

Aftermath of a storm, that's what i will rate it after seeing those compsciites getting placed .....and since my high is gone and i have nothing to do i am sitting in front of my comp with LGMFs around !!
Dude seriously what the fuck is happening.....ppl thought probably electronics is much better !! (at least i did) but now no way ....kaash behenchodon kuch padh liye hote toh aaj chemical engg le kar gaand toh nahi maarani padti !! while i am writing this i am serioulsy frustrated both with life and love...... what did we acheive in 3 yrs of our engg !! NOthing!!

Urgent

Friends.
There is a big problem requiring our immediate attention. The problem existed all the time but we were too mired in our little lives to see it. However, now it is staring right in our faces and solicits an answer. An answer to what i believe is one of the most elusive puzzles that faces mankind. A solution is our direct entry into total bliss and elysian wonderland. Their is no scope to approach it vaguely- that will lead to cataclysmic consequences, the need of the hour is put our heads together and comtemplate and brainstorm... it is not going to be easy...neither are we guaranteed an answer... all we mortals can do is do our very best and hope. What i am surprised about is the apathy towards this issue all the while. But i have decided enough is enough and this is the time to act. The severity of the situation is palpabable now that this monster of a problem has found its own way to tantalize us humans- by appearing in a recent movie...The question my friends is "Why Pappu Cant Dance?" ... now i have been giving it a lot of thought...my prof here at iit was perplexed by the question and he gave me complete freedom from his own project work so that i could concentration better... However the answer has eluded me like dog's tail eludes the dog... But all's not gloomy ... I have come up with a few conjectures... here are my 2 cents regarding the issue:
1. If Pappu is not able to dance is it because the "aangan is thedha?"...
2. Maybe Pappu like peahens, is not meant to dance at all... this theory requires more research
3. According to reliable sources, Hrithik Roshan had befriended Pappu some years back and Hrithik Roshan can dance...
I once again appeal to everyone to put in his efforts to solve this mystery before its too late.....
c.k.

Is it better to have loved and lost than never to hav loved at all ?

I have loved. And I have lost. The hurt, the anguish, the sorrow cannot be described. Nor can it be measured. But it can be counterbalanced by the joy of cherished memories. All the time spent together is but the same as time spent in heaven. Bliss, happiness, blind joy, and later.......
heartbreak, depression and agony. Wounds heal in time although some scars remain they say. But there is no wound. Just a million pieces of what used to be the human heart, shattered forever. Then comes a fear. The fear that one is vulnerable, the fear of bearing the pain all over again. And then the impenetrable shell of reserve. A reserve so powerful as to shield the shards of the heart and prevent them from being pulverized any further. This shield however, is not a healer.
A healer is required. From the dreary depths of a world bathed in sin, disease, hate and greed there comes a healer. She is very powerful. She banishes from your sight all that is dark and gloomy. Her first task is to tackle the reserve, which does get weaker and weaker with time. Once that is done, she takes the shards, melts them from the warmth of her own heart and moulds it back to the spirited heart that it was.
The sun shines again. But for how long ?
the panther

rem·i·nis·cence.s

a brilliant piece is one that's complete, which requires nothing more and is perfect unto itself. as shwarzenneger(watever his spelling is) said about his body that he continued forming and reforming muscles till he found out that there was nothing more to add or subtract from his physique. that's wat perfection is. and that's wat ck produced in his last sentence. so i wont commit the mistake of intrusion and would just rewrite a few words on the same subject, rather the feeling one has after what was mentioned.

aaj phir tumhari yaad ayee hai...
kisi anjaan jharokhe se
is madmast hawa ne
na jane kaise, kyun
ye aag lagayi hai...
aaj phir tumhari yaad ayee hai...

tumse milne ki tamanna
tumhare jane ka gum
in khwahishon khyalon ki
na jaane kaun, aaj
de raha duhai hai...
aaj phir tumhari yaad ayee hai...

-Purple

To die and part is a less evil; but to part and live, there, there is the torment...

well as i write this i am goin thru a very emotional time...just bid goodbye to one of the sweetest people i have ever met... i guess she saw my eyes swell or maybe not... well i really did not know how to say goodbye. we will, in all likelihood, never meet again, but i will sincerely miss u! there are moments we spent together that i will treasure forever...even if u were 8 years older, we got along like a house on fire. our relationship doesnt have a name. will miss u maam.
“Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for awhile and leave footprints on our hearts. And we are never, ever the same.”
c.k.