With another journey round the clock,

cold morning and shivering we,

walked up out of the bed..

seemed the most difficult task.

Got ready and tried to sleep..

And there ended another threatening day..

Sickness seemed to encircle me..

On the way back,

topics so many,

Group of girls,..

from general knowledge to gossip Queens,

From trendy ones to History,

From Obama to Rahul Gandhi,

Got to know,

Had enough to share,

And not lasting 

Vampire Diaries came along,

gave DAMON SALVATORE tag of the Cassanova of the year,

Not the end of course,

There started another discussion over the beautiful Indian topologies,

the Mysteries and the Beautiful Valleys.

Not to forget were the old Mythology,

The Indian culture reflected  upon,

With so many Scams ,

where are we heading on?

And we kept realizing 

there are just more duties on the way ahead,

Being Indian  doesnot just mean we can criticize it.

With Himalayas and the -20degrees temperature,

How Our brave soldiers die for us,

making us have a sound sleep.

That mere words when thought upon gives the feeling to salute them

And this is my Motherland 

And I am proud to say--

जननी जन्मभूमिश्र्च स्वर्गादपि गरीयसी !!!!

Exams 7th Sem.

The examination session must have ended for many, but for MITS people its still in the air with chilling winters surrounded by the blankets and an awesome cup of coffee or tea rather. This ofcourse is my situation from a couple of weeks.Exams began from 4th Dec and have tortured us mercilessly day after day.I don't know much about how others faced it, but probably for me this session has brought  too many surprises for me.The days are passing by and with each bygone day ,a feeling of delight occurs ,minds reflects and heart doesnt seem to bother.May be my innocent heart has bothered too much and for a change -7th  Sem doesnt seem to bother it anymore.No more examination traumas---"xam hi toh hai...nikal jayega".Still there lies an urge to atleast study to get the passing marks.Yes,I keep calculating "Am I even getting 40 in this paper".

Years back,Mom used to call and say "Pad liya" and I replied "han ho gya"...and today morning when Mom called up ,I said:"Mumma,kuch bhi nahi pada...bas kisi tarah paas ho jaun".

Well,enough about me..there still much more which adds the fun.The urge to not miss your favorite serial even when 77%syallbus is incomplete..And ,ofcourse I have never broke that record.Not a single scene missed --either on TV in common room or "YOUTUBE" which has been my favourite since forever :)

This final year just got "TV addicted tag back to me---as was in school perhaps :)  Nostalgic !!

There is very unidentified feelings during exams --when everything around becomes beautiful in other words say "Romantic"...you can fall in love with each and everything around..No ,I havenot gone crazy else what might be the reason that you still can sit idly watching the empty walls :P

Time for sure flies off.But the best part is "From Microcontrollers to Control Systems ,From CN (Computer Networks) to TSSN(telecomm) each one just can make you equally mad and can traumatize you..But Hats OFF to ECE Batch--nothing ever effects them---proved "WE ARE A BUNCH OF BRAVE BACHCHAS"

It isnt even over yet,For the last 1 year,or should I say From WIRELESS TO CN TO TSSN---How many times I dont even recall--This OSI MODEL has saved my life.If throughout  my Engineering I havent loved anything more than OSI(chessy right :P )

Whatever be the results..Who cares for it anyways and yes,special credit for this unconcerned attitude goes to hectic schedule which never gave us the time and patience to sit back and study.

On the stage of winding up the 7th sem...I am glad this one's ending.

And how I love Winters!!

Rising With the Sun,

Each morning is bright,

And how I love Winters &

Cuddling every night.

Days have their own beauty,

evenings slightly dusty,

Nights have their charm,

undefined and hasty.

The winters have always charmed me,

Sometimes bewitched, sometimes tranced.

Summers always harmed me,

At times blistering,and at times raging.

Rains used to be waited upon,

but gradually lost their essence,

Rainbows are still loved,

but seen so rare.

But from time immemorial,

chilling winters were so much more fun.

I slowly and gradually fell in love with it,

Seasons so many deep and profound,

but the most awaited has always been this one.

Warming the darkening and biting winters,

When Santa comes to rescue,

asking  for the thousands wishes to be in queue.

Not a 5 year girl any more,

I, still  believe in magic..

Sometimes,miracles come my way,

and sometimes they silently betray.

But ,as time elapsed,

Magic as miraculous as the sliding time,

They taught and I fought,

The experiences are many,

and as said by many "they are unending ones."

Seasons gone and came,

And scheduling sometimes changed,

But,somethings in life are always loved

So............

I have unremittingly  loved Winters

and cuddling every night.

Revelation

That one moment when everything fades,
        That one instant when time freezes,
That one second when I realize,
                           And the thousands of  emotions seem worthless.

Like two paths meet and separate,

                            for a new destination,
Remains in the eyes................

                              are promises of lifetime

 


Words too few to explain,
How much do I love you!!

मिलके बिछड़ जाते हैं दो रास्ते ,

                                               नयी मंजिल की तरफ,
आँखों मैं रह जाते हैं ,

                                                               उम्र भर के वास्ते तड़पती तड़प...
कैसे कहे हमे कितनी   मोहब्बत है...

And I thought...

I thought evrything will be fine
nd there came a shock to justify dat nthng was fine
but i stood up again
to rectify the mistakes
but some thng othr went wrong again..
nd proved me wrong and gained
nd this loop took a thousand turn..
nd yet i m not over it.
Sometimes i think why me..
sometimes its like try me..
but rest of the time...
this little creature surprises herself
ohh wow its again me..
God! has its own ways to carry things..
to prove you that the small,little feelings you
alwaz thought were true,
were jst another illusion nd have jst flew..
perhaps , its an indication of the heights,
or may be the right time to stop the inner fights..
perhaps i m confused...
and i thought evrything is gng to be fine.

by-
chitranshi.

Wishing for a Magic Wand..

Things have been on my mind,

some insane and arbit,

not liking the scheduling part,

not happy on the long list of tasks,

wishing for a magic wand,

to come and make me happy again..

People so many around,

but no one to share the agony within,

Is this what is called Solitude or this is another human attribute.

Mysteries too many..

Not ready to unfold,

And making me loony and gloomy.

Not understanding what I am demanding,

Am I gone harebrained!!

Wishing for a magic wand,

to change the topsy-turvy order,

Wandering around to find peace,

but cannot visualise it..

This too shall pass....

A group of birds one day fly,
one said yes
and others were shy.

Afraid of the heights,
collapsing there,
one of the birdy,
was seen nowhere.

As time went by,
flying became a passion,
and one which used to collapse,
was now up above on the top.

Rules broken up by the new birdy,
Made others growl and rowdy,
But the little creature never gave away the hope,
flew alone ,though too lost.

Too many came and threatened her,
but she never lost her way,
from the difficult times
She only learnt that
"THESE TOO SHALL PASS AWAY".