Monday, 7 April 2014

Love HER

Watching "Her" made me realize that human beings are mortal but the feelings are eternal. Love can happen to anyone, anywhere irrespective of time and space. It evolves you as a real good person which you are and makes you live jauntily.

The world is really moving fast so does our uncanny mind. We've been restless since the advent of advancement in technologies. A social life have really become bizarre and superficial. We are more into facade which takes our real away and we don't even realize. Then later we regret for being such a dork.
There is so much things running in our mind, we wish if it could stop for a while. It won't let you sleep well and haunts you and hunt you down. Are we poached by these addictive technologies? Yes we are and we can't help it out.Things need to slow down to find our inner true virtue to contemplate and comprehend the purpose of life.

Love is not compulsion. It just happens. It is inevitable. Love is not cliche, it evolves and become more profound with time. It is unbounded and independent of all. It flow incessantly like a river stream and you never get lost in this paradise but finally find yourself.

Friday, 4 April 2014

The Drunk Man in Train

Hey Diary

I was in the train travelling from Jhansi to Kannur. There was a drunk man lying unconscious on his berth. He puked all over the seat which naturally appalled the co-passengers. In spite of all the problems the people in the train and the railway police helped him to recover and did not thrown him from the train. Although they were in great rage, they did not allowed to let down their human spirit. I was really impressed by the people's attitude and it made be believe that humanity still exist.

Tuesday, 1 April 2014

It's a Fool Paradise

Hey All!

Welcome to April Fool's Day! Usually we prank and plays a bit frivolous game some serious jokes and puerile act to our loved ones. Nice day to laugh and forget our all despair and desperation.

The world is already a fool paradise
 like it or not,
where we all resides,
Look what we have to sort,
A nice goodbye and fun filling life
Where we laugh
Forgetting the past for sometime,
Getting our innocence and puerility back,
Let's make this a memorable day
and cherish always when we look back
from our last days!!

Happy Again!!!

Sunday, 16 March 2014

I have a Dream

A new exciting life has begun. Something which I dreamt of in my childhood, but couldn't keep. Staying for few days in friend's house and that to in another city. This is really new experience for me to comprehend the whole new human behaviour and to feel the social existence.

Childhood has been very restrictive and I always accuse my parents of making me dumb as I couldn't open up myself. Even today I am bit perturb to talk something new to acquaintance or friends. So couldn't go that far enough and didn't had so profound friendship.

My behaviour might be puerile to all of you but I believe my mind is bit mature than that. People don't recognize or appreciate this exception is my sister who really make me feel confident. I used to slowly curtail all such emotional relationship, couldn't kept that long. Even some time I had good launch on these sensitivity but couldn't be incessant for long. This is the traits of my dad which I am carrying through although I have learned to be more expressive though.

I also wanted of one education partner with whom I can share my intellect and he share his, and we could develop something fascinating stuff which will surely make people wonder. More than that it will make both of us happy and gay. I needed that interesting thought, that input which always encourage me to carry on. Unfortunately I couldn't find those. Maybe due to my ineptness or in competencies. But one thing always kept me going no matter what stopped me or thrashed me. That is "Hope and Believe", that one day I will break that jinx of that mystical curse.

It took me so long to be strong enough to face myself and talk to you freely. Certainly there is great scope for me and I will do it. In the annual function of Class VI, I was in a group song. The song was "I have a dream a song to sing" by Westlife (I came to know about westlife in recent years only!). Whenever I sang this song I don't know why it gave me immense happiness which enthralled and thrived me. After long 10 years I listened it today and believe me it is still generating a positive vibe around me.

I have a dream,
A song to sing,
To help me cope,
With reality,
If you see the wonder,
Or a fairy tale,
You can make a future,
Even If you fail,
I believe in angel,
Something good in everything I see,
I believe in angel,
When I know the time right for me,
I have a dream,
To cross a stream!!!

Thursday, 6 March 2014

Rummaging and Thinking

I was rummaging for the various blogs was envied with their perfect orientation, which made me believe for a while that I stand nowhere. Then I looked back to my past all blogs and the time I had while writing and I thought "I don't just blog, I shatters my tears in form of my writing, which makes me a better person, every time". There is always a scope of improvement. I know I am not that consistent in writing, as I easily get evaded with so many thoughts running simultaneously, and abruptly my vision gets bleak with the blink of blackout of new boredom or merely a pity excuse of refinement, which shutters my brain vein.

Knowing the strength is a big beginning of achievement. As you can see I am quite good at rhyming and rapping a similar letter word called "alliteration" which I just googled because I didn't knew the term but since my childhood I have been playing with words in such way. It was just my past time then, didn't knew that it will incline me towards writing poems in form of expressing my self. The more unsociable I become more I wrote and it made me feel good. Then something taunted me. My improper usage of grammar, tense or words. I checked and still it was a big fumble. I was nervous as hell to share my writing works with class of intellectuals or at least a person who can rectify my work. Then I kept my works with myself, albeit I am still doing only difference now is to hide my silly sentiments and also people will read inside me which will make me uncomfortable.

I have all respect for upcoming writers, bloggers. I have learn and got inspired from you all. You are the budding vegetative roots which bring hope. I have all respect for you my school friend Kumar Pratik whom I didn't met much in school as he was in Sanskrit section (a class of intelligent-intellectuals). I read your blogs really get flabbergasted with your usage of satire, humour. Seriously how you do that. It keeps me moving and thus I choose the path of knowledge and wisdom.

The flow of writing comes with your pure candid thoughts. It should come sans external and internal thrust, and thorough trust. Seriously! now I being more naughty with words. Oh! this last one was bound to be, no choice.

Got lost to all freshness of vocabulary, scope is infinite. Got to learn new every time, ought to imbibe in my soul. The real life starts now. 

Saturday, 1 March 2014

Innocuously Inspiring

Inspiration is 99% and Perspiration is 1% for the success.- Albert Einstein

That's true but only you tend to realise this very late. Believe in yourself, keep reminding this when in doubt. The thinking is paramount thing to do in the proper manner. Looking back really haunts me for present and future. It's not that I had lousy childhood, there was some inspirational moments in my half-baked life and I always had chance to counter back, but I couldn't do that anyway. Something keep blocking me. You call it a digression, suffocation, agitation, defiance or whatever, I really screwed things up.

Then a sagacious time period came when I understood the meaning of life. I kept on watching inspiring moments from real life,movies and stuffs. I pondered over this and all such mistakes. Introspecting my mistakes not only past but current too. Then really had my brother unsuccessful venture of early education life reminded me. He put his effort to improve, you see it requires great courage to transit from Hindi medium to English medium. He told me about first year engineering failure and again he retracted back and passed with respectable marks. I was there whole time but puerile enough to comprehend only the outer part of the matter not inside story. Now it make me think about this as one of inspiring real story. What I like about bhaiya is not giving up attitude, despite all the adversaries he kept his composure.

Friday, 28 February 2014

Nostalgia of childhood

Hey

Writing you after so long time. I was all busy with tour and project work, went to Dhanbad in coal mining area for the questionnaire and survey. Then there was big hectic family issue and I stopped for caring all matters of concerns. My brother-in-law was hospitalised for serious liver problems, he ate lobster for the first time and had serious stomach ache. Now he is better.

Today I talked to my elder cousin sister Vandana di and she talked about my childhood and all fun we had during that time especially summer of '99, when she got married. She reminded me of one funny incident when she came to Patna first time in the year 1997, I think. I don't remember exactly but I was in the St. Karens School and the television serial Shaktiman was going to start. I was kind of rolling the Tulsi leaves and some ingredients on the Siloti (traditional Indian mixer) and when she asked that what I was doing then I replied that I am doing research for medicine purpose. I don't remember that but hearing that really bewildered me for long period of time. I still can't believe this that I said that, really it blow me up.

Man! research really that was to big to say for 8 year kid. This showed that I had always some penchant for something big. I always had that enthusiasm but eventually it dropped with every year. I tried but in wrong direction, I didn't had right vision. Once I thought myself to be working for Archaeological Survey of India in class V. I had this interest till Class VIII. I was reading big fat history book of my sister. It was of class VIII of ICSE board and was pretty thick. I read many times and medieval world history really enthralled me. I once asked my history teacher Miss Anshima Singh about entry to ASI and she was astounded by my interest because all student was suppose to hate history, but I found interesting. All the names and year really made me happy. But I didn't know what I was up to.

Looking back to 1997, I should have focussed myself in medicine field, or becoming doctor or something. This family really miss doctor. The responsible and honourable job with conviction.

As the old Nietzsche said "Conviction is more dangerous enemies of truth than lies". So, I had to be sure enough my visceral choice, even a small hunch before turning them in conviction, once it is done then there is no looking back, you have to stand on it and eventually it becomes your compulsion and later you regret. The fear never lets you move forward and takes you one step back. Whatever you do or become always stand for truth. 

Monday, 17 February 2014

On a Train!


Hey Diary

Blogging on the train. I am on my way to Kolkata. It has been good journey overall. Many expectation from this tour as I am on my way of Graduation Project. I am planning to go to Dhanbad for conducting the questionnaire. Then I am gonna approach Amrit Exports all on my own.

The things is that if I put too much pressure on myself then it could really blow me off. The point is to keep all clean and not be so insolence in my deed. I just felt some supreme power and really was oppressed but silence really bring magic in mind. I really don't talk much on train, I don't know how to continue the conversation as I could really go deep. It concerns me that am I boring them. Yeah too concerning dork I am. So at last she end me calling Bhaiya. Funny!!
The End

Friday, 14 February 2014

Referee

I am so happy to be the referee for soccer match in 2 matches. It was great experience overall. Wearing the T-Shirt quoting "Respect All Fear None" whistling every time when required with sense of responsibility on my head. I am decider, a decision maker felt really overwhelmed and honoured to do so. It's one of few very moments when you want to dance and prance with joy, so excruciating.
It makes me believe as living entity who have his will power and can jump jauntily with no such illusion. The man not self-proclaimed but being the heart and centre of the crowd.

The leadership quality surely developed with this experience. When in doubt about yourself, just remember the time like this and you will be confident enough to fight with all self-pettiness, doubt and weakness within yourself. The internal factor ruin more than external so always be rational.

I laughed and laughed with no sense of worry, living the moment with joie-de-vivre. I will cherish such moment and time. Sure more such days will come, every moment every day. They haunt they hunt so only way to overcome them is set yourself free from all.

I couldn't sleep whole night well as the uncanny dream and stuff keeps me awake suddenly I realise that I am 24 and just few years left before starting new life, if you know what I mean. Just make it right one time just one time. I want to make this happen and I want to have that sense of belief in myself. There are many way and selecting pure and sure path sans hallucination or confusion, nope not this time never. The man standing and deserve to be bless with encomium and lifting up the moral to highest pinnacle can only be reached with alacrity and altruism. I was referee and I will always imbibe this in life.

Amen!

Tuesday, 11 February 2014

The Self Pity Bastard

I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself.

-D.H Lawrence

The human has so intensively indulge in being sorry for the all himself. The shenanigans and then later a big regret. Getting involved in own so much that he forgets to evolve to a new forms which he ought to do. Transforming in the constructive way that's what a human are capable of, but it's so pity that they don't even realise.

We are a social animal and unfortunately we got brains to think it all over and over again. The redundancy is self-created and once it get activated then it could destruct the whole wisdom. The animals are better than us, because they don't have to think, they live every moment, they are phlegmatic to the upcoming consequences. They have the short life, well mostly and no self-pity for one self.

The childhood is best period as they are more audacious, puerile, independent of all. The fumble or jumble which they exhibit is totally ridicule and perfunctory. It's like they have got some prerogative to do such things. But once they grow old as teenager they get totally disillusioned. The right and wrong path overlap and things get messed up. Nobody can tolerate the tantrums of teenager as they have lost the license to be joie de vivre. Then people make them realise that they are wrong. The traumatic conditions continues and very minor chance to revamp. But he gets easily digressed. And once the last year of being teen passed- the age of nineteen, he start learning the art of self-pity. He finds pity excuse for all upbringing and anxiety. With every fall he tries to convalesce, but all in vain. The charm is lost forever as he end up becoming Self-pity bastard!!

Sunday, 9 February 2014

A deep insight inside

The modicum of enchanting enlightens the enigma, when the thoughts provokes the genre belief. The man is out of wisdom when he is distraught and distracted. That he shouldn't be, a blockhead which is out of curiosity and neither move forward nor backward. He stays but not at the right perspective, the wanders somewhere else and he squeeze himself out and later implodes like he never existed before.

The time has come to interact with oneself, deeply swim inside and know what a marvellous human being you are, remember to be far-far away from all the opulent ostentation as it ruins all the beauty. The spirit bestow upon you and this isn't the bloody game. This is life and you get one chance consciously, with total adherence of nature law which run this entire universe and beyond.

Why to go so far when you can trace everything inside! The entire cast and crew what you looking for is in you, just pick one, choice is yours. It's that what you can constructively built for yourself. It's not the favour or self-pity on one-self, it's the connection with utmost unknown. It looks more beautiful when you are in full control and not bounded by any such extraneous and insidious trap. It's free from everything without any forms. This is a deep insight.

 

Monday, 3 February 2014

The Mystic

Terrified, mortified, petrified by all sudden changes. This uncanny mysticism won't let me be normal. It unravels all my entire self. The puerile thought again after so long time, curious and dreaded up next. There is lots of thing running in the mind. It may get cremated before the explosion thus without revealing the truth.

Since, childhood I was so much dipped in those mysticism. For instances, the death of Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose. It year 1997, when I was 7 year old and I came across the great personality. I wondered about his death. Then I asked all the elders, friends but didn't got answer. Then few days later I was lost in my own childhood world. Then after few year I came to know about the conspiracy theory about him.


Why do people creates propaganda? Why are we so bigot? Why are we so hypocrite? These all puzzles me, and scares me. The pyre is being set up and there I go for salvation. It's time to unravel all mysticism otherwise I will be haunted for rest of my life.

Clear the head and freshness shall persist forever. A new vibe with every charms of query. To be specific and quenching all adversaries.

Saturday, 1 February 2014

Uh! It's never too Late

Dear Diary

What's the purpose of our life? We never get this into our head until we get banged by the remote ostensible moron of our own-the mind. We have that shit in our head for prolonged period of time and we fucking don't even realise. That's why they keep saying that It's never too late, and such quote meant to motivate you but still the fucking mind take into other shit. We easily get manipulated like a fucking retard.

The time comes when you rise one next morning and realise Oh! shit what the fuck I have been doing since childhood. All day since I was whining like a baby and all complaining and also that traumatic tantrum, now you see it's getting hefty and you can't even lift your own weight and dissolute in your own wisdom.

Appreciate the life mothafucker! Not everyone is born with silver spoon. You gotta rise on your own. And don't fucking beg me saying again "It's never too late". The cliché- uh!! good for merely making sarcastic remark, it's doesn't fucking look good when you are sober.

 

Sunday, 26 January 2014

Legally Me

Hey Diary

It's been while when I reconciled myself to write merely not as compulsion but as irrevocable and irresistible happy will to share you something more freely. What am I taking? To whom you are talking?? Huh!! Yeah You are right It's "Legally me" Bam!! I know.

Something which I always wanted to vent out and alas here comes the moment. The path is so straight and clear. You got to just move on. I have been thinking that why do we make this so hard on our self ?

There is a word self-respect and I have so respect for it, yeah! I mean it really. It comes only when you know that you just did it all awesome. It comes when you been working with all interest and with clarity, sincerely with taking bit of intermittent break to freshen up the mind or recharging it in all gaudiness. Then, in evening you take the snack or something then hurray in joy you enjoy. Watch some stuff to motivate yourself, or even write or analysis yourself. The day conclude with your uncanny smile and hum some serenade something which love doing or mimics some old proverb of movie like of Al Pacino's "Glory! Glory! hallelujah!" or even sound of music or soft kitty or chanda mama!! then you rest for the new day to come soon. So, you go to bed early.

You realise that you are in jaunty and jelly. Ah! what a paradise. So many stuffs running in your mind, the paramount thing is to get all together in right direction in right path. Empty your mind to begin new journey of knowledge. Can't take anything for granted, not at all. Keep reminding of me yeah I got just one life, I have to make it more substantial, embellish with all needs, fruitful and loving.

Wednesday, 22 January 2014

Revamped Confidence

Hi Diary

Photo courtesy: Pierig Gallou


Common man! You got gut. You can be the one. You have that charisma, the charm, the curiosity and the whole package. The act of diffidence have degrading impact on the human life. Remember one thing, the only reason why you are shaken up or down and insipid enough to not to retract back is your deep sense of humanity, a benevolent heart, respect for the human. This is rare now days.

Then the time comes when you can't look yourself up. You simply loose yourself. You are compromising soul a sacrificing soul and a murderer of inner self. A grave felony you have committed. You don't even to introspect for some time because you have lost the string of sagaciousness which was holding you all together until you started sitting idle and nothing about your compromising problem.

Being idle, taking break or living the life of hermit is good for some time, It get some time to think over your inner self. It is important to come back and retort. That confidence can only come when human have lost all his desire and is conscious about self. This trait make him stoic has great wall of China.

The shyness and insecurity can be eliminated when you face the world. That's my atta boy! You have the thought and you can entangle them with your talk. This has long term good impact on the life as you start becoming more verbatim. You will know where to start and where to end.

Have faith in your self. The lost charisma of child can be revived. It's never too late. Sometime Ignorance is a bliss but also sometime you ought to be face to face with shining face smiling with full flow and congratulating the inner self, yeah I exist and I stand for myself in this world, then do whatsoever you want sore or ignore on face to face. But one thing keep in mind "Don't loose good human with that sarcastic face".

 

Sunday, 19 January 2014

Dog Fight

Dear Diary



I saw the ferocious dog fight in evening. It was fun to watch. It just happened instantly when I was walking with my junior reverend Able Sebastian(ha..ha...). So, I wanted to capture the moment and it took more than 4 seconds to take out my phone cum camera and another 10 seconds in opening the application camera.

The moment was almost gone. I was able to take some part of the fight. Bite me, I couldn't even zoom it while recording. I had a moment and I was snapped by the uncanny gesture of my find. A thought tickled me that why can't we have the quick application on handy stuff say phone to open with an instinct. You know, like our eyes act involuntarily, when we are hovered around the something or some stuff coming from nowhere and you react instantly.

That what I am talking about. You don't want to miss a uncalled moment. It is so natural and spontaneous. That's the beauty about it. I hope one day we will have that power technology. But I am also bit vexed about the overuse of this technology.

With this Instant recording techniques we will be consumed by just watching those past moments and we will end up doing nothing much later. It will be sheer waste of time and reminiscence of such event might reduce our efficiency and effort. We will be so much consummated in past them and we will do nothing much substantial.

It's up to every individual to make them aware of all pros and cons of the technology. In fact there will be special classes in school curriculum about the "Conscience & Morality in technology". It will encourage student to think out of box rather than be in the mundane. The moral and ethics will be determined use and misuse of the technology. It will be so sprawling and sporadic that people will not even realise.

Any ways that was fun to think in such way. I will upload the video soon. In a meantime enjoy and laugh.
 

Friday, 10 January 2014

Courage

10th January,2013
20:55

Hey Diary

What is courage? It is a mental side effect, a pseudo force which drives your to other state. A self man is made. The manifestation of the new coming and you are in control. I despise the shivering of the veins which rebuke me back. Then you live in seclusion for while and you tries to redeem. Indeed you jitter, but when a man has hold of himself he knows where the things are running and knows when to fold.

Courage doesn't seek any sense of gratification. It makes you believe in your identity. The idiosyncrasy of the life is plain and simple. A symphony that take you to one source. That is courage. I seen enough of stratagem and strategy which inhibit the man inside. Now it not going to work against me because I know the true virtue of veracity.

Every minutes count, and I will live that with courage. It shall never get dimmer. It will always stay with me. I will free flow no matter how medieval it gets. I shall not break and swap away all the bleakness from inside.

The mental agony has always dreaded me. I shall disrupt this jinx. It's not about merely trying but by magnifying the ineptness which was still unbeknownst to me. Now I no longer dwell about all the insipid vocation. It gives me enough space and time to incessantly.

Like all the dime shackles and crumbles up that make meaningless for a while, but when you lost in some ineffable thought, though it may be strange to the world, despite that you know that uncanny mysticism, for which you run. That gives you strength to stand and fight back.  

Wednesday, 8 January 2014

The State of being Father

8th January,2013
15:00

Hello Diary

How that feels to be a father? An abrupt inquisition had occurred to me. There is some inexplicable urgency develops, the moistness maroons all stiffness of the man. It's special relationship and unreplaceable. It binds you with all uncanny epiphany. A reminder an alarm which ticks every moments which checks you every time. A path of righteousness involuntary comes within you. A true self evolves and you are more than a man. A true hero.

The children are more than assets- a soul from your soul. You will do everything to protects the soul from the world. You will start doing the things which you haven't done before. You will say the things which you haven't said before. No matter how tough you are, you will eventually cry when your child is born. A tear of joy will flow and your glows more than ever. 

You will stand for him. You will make him what you couldn't be. Your child will be the constant reminder of your past and you will give your best to make him best.

Once William Wordsworth said "A child is a father of a man". Truly said. A responsibility comes to a man when he grabs his child for the first time in his arms. That's a time onwards you can't stumble, from that time onwards you can't afford to fumble. A poignant anxiety which reflexes and outnumbers the grief inside you. That's called "Child" A child is also constant reminder that there is a hope in the world.

You might find this silly right now and it's obvious it will be for now because you are a student only doing final year graduation. Still lot of time left for you. Let's calculate how long?  Then after all your introspection you suddenly realise. Oh fuck! That's just 6 year from now when you might get married. Oh my god! I can't feel myself, that's very less time. I haven't lived my life. Till then I lived the life of vagabond, then suddenly I will have the responsibility to look after another person. You question yourself that "Am I capable of doing that?" Huh!!

Friends I will say to you that do not blow your whistle in vacuum. Nobody will listen. It's you and only you who can perform in your behalf. Nobody will fuck for you, because it's your fucking matter. You plan from now onwards and execute them quick. Make yourself eligible, work hard then only you will be able to squeeze the juice from the fruits. Pressing the panic button not going to help.

Store your calmness and excrete your qualm. Get the best education as possible to secure yourself first. This is great psychological factor in order to keep running you forward. Gain the thing which was unbeknownst to you then. Time to thrive on your knowledge and experience. Every single minutes count, make most from it. Make yourself presentable, be great sociable person learn good things from every source. Loose your egotist as it will block your intelligence, never let it happens to you. You got just few more years. Remember that what your parents your grandparents did for you. Take that inspiration and proceed to make your life heaven. A good human being.

 

Tuesday, 7 January 2014

Synopsis Report and vive la France

7th January
22:25

Bonjour Monsieur

I found something new in college. A student from France coming to Kannur for study exchange program. His name is Pierig Gallou. We all played football and what we saw a European blood running the down the veins of the football field like a professional footballer. He was passing smartly, showing right composure and agility. It was nice experience. I did the goal keeping and was able to see the ball like a hawk poaches the snake.

We are doing the research methodology on the topic "To comprehend the food habits of the students in men's hostel and reducing the wastage" And here it is:

Introduction

Food is vital part for proper functioning of the human body. Food provides:

·         Nutrients

·         Minerals

·         Energy

So it becomes imperative for our life. Hence, it’s our prerogative to eat right quality food. At the same time we should reduce the incessant food wastage. Thus it’s our responsibility because still in India people below poverty line don’t even get one meal in a day.

We can estimate the wastage of money as it is directly correlated to the wastage of food. The price rise have struck the Indian economy very hard and it is also depriving our basic needs. So a small measure like this can create a big impact on the society and to the whole country.

It’s time to get serious about this matter. The candid review of the person is also required for the same. We being the part of the men’s hostel and we know the situation over here. It’s a matter of time and real data which will elucidate the food factor. It is a microeconomics study and hopefully it will give the non-bias conclusion.

 
Objective:

·         To understand the food habits of the student

·         Analysing the quality and quantity of the food

Statement of the study:

Comprehending the food habits of the student in men’s hostel and finding the wastage of the food.

 
Scope:

Doing project within the men’s hostel

 
Significance:

·         Food habits

·         Like and Dislike of the food by the student

·         Sorting out the food from the option

·         Preferences of the meal

·         Reducing the food wastages

·         Students from diverse culture and background like north, south, eastern, western parts of India.

·         Analysing quality and quantity of food.
Method:
·         Daily visual observation
·         Questioners
·         Survey
 
Possible findings:
·         Wastage
·         Money expenditure
·         Average consumption
·         Preferences of meal
 
General Idea:
·         The student wake up late morning. Thus they skip the breakfast in order to attend the class on time (9:00 AM).
·         Lunch time is busiest time and almost everyone take food. During weekends the food get wasted as many student either out of hostel or out of city.
·         Dinner is the also busier time, especially on Sunday.
 
 

Monday, 6 January 2014

The Confession

6th January,2014
17:30

Hey Diary,

I came back today morning to Kannur. I read the Bhagvad Gita till 200 pages. Yet to read more and more. Long way to go still. When you read just thought invoking and in sighting sacrosanct scripture, one really get lost in them. It's obvious that the self-expectation too rise up every time when one climb to high. The man self-esteem rises up each time. The primary objective is to maintain for prolonged period of time and incessant flow towards destination. Then the sudden serendipity can change the life on its own. That's fate that's your destiny.

I am telling you with utmost dismay and incredulous feeling that I feel horrible human being today. It wasn't that I expected to be. I did get shaken out by any capricious or even precarious situation. The sad part is that it take long time to recover that trauma of tyranny to innocent mind. The mind which I endeavour for, the mind which I pledge to carry forward, the mind which flow smoothly. The subject is your own soul. I am not telling you to be egoist, or doing anything for your own personal gratification or even vendetta against the devil inside. It is one thing and foremost just one thing that never let the human spirit down the aisle of veracity. You stand for something, you are more than a thing, never let any imaginative wind blow your spirit.

I came here to make confession and it's lifting my spirit now. I am not here to justify my deeds or I don't promise about my tenacity of my morality, but one thing for sure that I will never let this man fall down towards the dungeons. I will fight back. I will run again towards a point of prudent. And again I will reach the pinnacle of the aisle.

Friday, 3 January 2014

11th Hour

4th January, 2013
00:30 Indian Standard Time

Dear Diary

Life is so less when you are not frivolous. Mistake is not a tragedy where you keep hovering your mind for prolonged time. You can't even focus on the next part. You get loosen and loosen, then loosing and loosing, then lousy and lousy. Then the end. Then after few hours or days you wonder that why??? why the hell I did that huh...

You keep asking and asking yourself and get trapped in another time warp of procrastination. You unwantedly loose other things too. Then few days later you say that " I am sick of all these shit. I can't do anymore. I want to get over this. But I can't. It's still sailing me back to the same silly shore."

This keeps on going and there is no ending. Then after few years your mind cannot take this anymore. You naturally inhibit the flow of that same obstructing stuff. Our mind has tendency to built a defence mechanism to tackle any negativity. Compromise is just one of the defensive tool. The other is ostracizing the thought flow.

In every human being life there comes a time, we call rapture or epiphany. This is a time when a person realizes that what is right and what is wrong. He or She sees thing crystal clear. There is no illusion. A person becomes more truthful and sagacious. It comes with an experience. In general old age is such time period.

So, I urge all my readers to know the truth of your life. Search and explore, you will discover one day. Don't delay. Mistakes bound to happen, learn from it and take this into your deep core of your soul. It's a hue which plays huge role in carving you as a human. Again I say don't be late to realize when you lying on the bed counting at your 11th hour. And suddenly you self-pity for missing the harms and charms of life-cycle.

Thursday, 2 January 2014

Phelgm of Optimistic

2nd January,2013
18:35

Dear Diary

Here I am at Delhi. Technically at Delhi NCR. It's second day of this year and thus brought another gloominess. Trust is one of the most important factor of human connectivity. When it breaks so the human heart too. Overcoming this big setback can be time taking. But stand up sooner.

"Pessimist sees obstacles in every opportunity and Optimist sees opportunity in every problem".
Winston Churchill

Ponder over this quote. Be an Optimist. Maybe this trust was an opportunity for deeply comprehending the human nature. I can't get louder or shrill for long period. That's not me. Maybe I am phlegmatic. It preserve my sagaciousness. It's time to apply them in real life. In a meantime, it makes me more cynical. Maybe that becoming my virtue. Makes me more alert. I may forgive but I will never forget. It's not that I will retaliate and waste my energy, or maybe I am afraid. But I can shift my energy in something more substantial. To be better human being. Some people are mode of digression. So avoid them. Don't you ever think about the matter.

Look at the priority of your life. Don't get lost in overwhelming ocean of life. Learn to swim and face the wave and tide with your mettle heart.  I will always seek the scope of optimism and apply myself. That's the spirit that's life!!