The eventful month that was May

So ,my vacations are nearing a close now. It's been an eventful one and half months(stretching in2 june). As expected, it has revived my spirit and health, and was definitely what I needed after a hectic 6 months in gandhinagar. So how was it eventful ? Well, apart from my rejuvenatedgrowth of facial hair, I've been eating tons and tons of all the stuff that I missed back in Gandhinagar.

As usual, woke up everyday to the yells of my parents :P. But that's part of the expereince here :) The yells, the clatter in the kitchen, the malayalam songs blaring out from the TV, the little squabbles with my brother, the generation gap squabbles with my parents, the secret phone conversations with arya, the pure carefree outings with my friends all just add to and reiterate the feeling of being Home. And I love it !

But apart from all that, there are a few habits which I've picked up, a few which I dropped, a few which I revisited and dusted off and an angel who entered my life though it was only for a brief period of time .

First of all, everywhere I looked on the internet, there was one hot topic. How Twitter is a site with a difference and how it helps people in keeping track of the others. Be it MTV, Shashi Tharoor, Mallika Sherawat, Ashton Kutcher, John Mayer, everybody is loving it. So I decided to try it out. And voila, next thing you know, I got addicted :) It's really a site with a difference. Plain and simple layouts and comes across as a daily blog more than anything else. And what with my pure callousness when it comes to writing blogs, Twitter suited me just well. And I loved it. I recommend every netizen out there to try it. :)

The world around me had gone berserk in the last few months, and I was losing the plot. I would have nearly gone crazy had it not been for one person. Arya :) she was the one who always kept me grounded and the one who did all the backseat driving in my life :) and I'm extremely grateful to her. At the risk of sounding extremely corny, I am gonna say that my world revolves around her. And one thing she's been nagging me to do is to write a book. Although I dont consider myself a good author and despite the fact that I realise that even if I write a book, no decent book publishing company would give it a second read, I started writing for her. I know it will be nothing great, but I don't really give a rat's ass as to what the world thinks about it. But I just wanna make her happy :) This one's for you chom chom :) ( I like to let her think that she is in control :) )

Now coming to one of the most talked about decisions of mine to leave competitive CS. Well, talking about the marvel of Twitter, I won a SteelSeries headset thanks ot Twitter ! yep tat's rite. But then I was left wondering , what the hell would I do with a gaming headset now?! Pondering over my decision to quit cs for a couple of days, I decided to give it a re-think. I started playing cs again , and to my surprise my game felt a lot better than before. It was like I had never left. So I've decided to play again,but this time as a free agent. Time would tell where this leads me.

But most importantly, the incident that touched me the most was the life and death of Soha, my kitten. My brother had found it in the street, lying helpless, destitute. We decided to bring it home. Because there wasn't anyone else who had the time to manage her, I took care of her. She was literally my baby. There were times when I felt like a mother when she took her first nimble steps, times when I went mad when she cried and woke the house up and times I felt she was my very own flesh and blood. I pampered her, protected her and had dreams of her growing up to be a beautiful house-cat. But barely a week later, she died, lying at my very own feet. I would never forget her, her beady eyes, her soft paws and all the happiness she had brought me. As I keep saying to myself that she was too beautiful for this world , I still have a feeling of guilt . Was it something I did that caused her death? Was the milk I fed her the cause for her death? I guess I'll never know, but one thing I know for sure, this has killed my belief in God for good. R.I.P Soha.

Well I'm sorry I have to end it on a sad note, but that's about it folks. Well a new academic year awaits, I'm riding into the dark, into unforeseen circumstances with only a halo of love over me for protection.

Luv ya guys :)

Back home

I'm back home guys...this sem has been long and tiring..my interns got over...I was just refused an internship at KRL for reasons known to them... gettin back my weight with maggi :P..oh btw, I've quit clan cs...for the time being.. lets c wat happens

Luv ya guys :)

Labour Pain

In life, it takes tremendous patience and concentration to be dedicated 24*7 to something you feel passionately for. And it takes tons more patience and a hell of a lot of adjustment to still feel the same passion for it when it starts taking a heavy toll on your personal life. But growing up, I've been taught to never give hope on something or someone you love. Attempting my best to sound modest, I am saying with infinte pride and sincerity that I've never given up hope on anyone or anything I love. But not once in my mind did I ever think that people would give up hope on me. But that's happened. People with whom I've shared every ounce of knowledge I have on our common object of interest have betrayed me for greener patches. These are people with whom I've pursued something with all the passion I could muster; trying my best to never disappoint them,to the extent of ignoring all those near and dear to me, cutting down on the time I spent with my loved ones. Now I repent those days. I've been left out in the cold by them for reasons best known to them. And as I shiver in this terrible blizzard, all I have with me are my loved ones who still stick with me. But I am not gonna give up on this passion....the flame still burns within me...a flame so strong ,it would overpower the cold and annihilate the darkness. I am starting all over again...but this time I wont compromise on her...not any more to be left out again.... Like a mother giving birth to a baby, I am in labour pain..

The Loss of Someone Special...

there was this guy...the epitome of sadness...the year tat passed was very cruel to him...he lost nearly everything..including hope that things wud change. But on new year's day..
there was a spcl some1 who came to his life...
she was very beautiful..now... this some1 spread joy everywhere she
went with her beauty..
but she was sick..
very very sick..
she came to him just to make him happy b4 she left dis world
just to remind him about how beautiful but short life is..and to never
give up on it..
but he didnt know she was sick..
he welcomed her into his home..his world..
he was very happy with the sight of her..
but then she collapsed and fell ill in his arms..
he grew real real worried..
and he waited on her to open her eyes and smile...and tell him tat
she'd be fine..
but she didn't..
he kept her warm...she still didn't open her eyes...and she looked so
beautiful even then..
he realised she was seriously ill...
he took her to the hospital...
he urged the dctr to act fast and save her..
the dctr checked her..he diagnosed her with a fatal brain disease..
she was barely breathing..
but he didnt want to let her go..
so he asked the dctr for whatever help he cud to save her..
the dctr ask him to get some medicines..for her..
he ran to get them..
he wanted to cling on to any hope...however little of saving her...from death
in a sense delaying it for a little longer.....just to see her open her eyes
he got the medicines...
he ran as fast as he could..but what he saw when he reached there was
the dejected face of the dctr..
the dctr came close to him and told him tat it was too late..
she passed away just after opening her eyes
he broke down..he had barely known her
but y did he feel so attached to her?
maybe because she was a thing of immense beauty and happiness..
maybe because rarely in one's life does one come across such a thing
of beauty...
mayb he felt she was sent to give him a lifebouy of happiness when he
was being swept under the torrential current of sorrow and
disappointment
he still didnt know..
but he knew one thing for sure...
she wudn't grace this world ever again..
he knew he was lucky to be the one she spent her last beautiful day to
spend with
he got up..wiped the tears and walked away...
knowing...deep inside...
tat she had come for a purpose
to give him a sense of belonging in this cruel world..
to give him the strength to handle all his relationships..
and he left....stronger inside...
knowing nothing could upset him more than the loss of a loved one...
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