Few minutes be4...

P.S.: Wrote this during my first mid semester exams, started on first day and finalized on the last day of the exam.

Few mins left, anxiety blending with nervousness, hunches in stomach and I am sitting in front of my lappy.

First mid semester exam, the hype of which was palpable since quite a long time, has finally come.

With lots of things circling our minds, technical terms, diagrams, definitions, examples and all mixing together.

The period of 'no rest' has started, making us work at our 100% or more for few and making some follow "prepare the worst, hope for best".

Wonder if we ever were able to attain 50% of this state at the regular course time, we could finish up the course well before the time with ‘n’ no. of revisions, BUT then what meaning or importance will remain for the deadlines or say the last moment work.

With exams our perception varies with ego states. We become good listeners when someone teaching a topic, and public speakers when it comes to discuss the paper.

Finding time surplus, diminishing utility of studying more and more, probabilistic approaches to numerical, assigning "Pygmalion" effect of high self efficacy to ourselves to do well in exams… dwindling losses.... matching balance sheets... forming ledger's… it was all as simple as an commerce student solving numerical on ‘Laws of Motion’.

Hence the whole week has passed, using nights as haven, studying, mugging, cramming or whateva we can and has approached the end.

Again its 9:15, I fully dressed, waiting for the roomies to get ready to leave for the coll. Today is the D-day, the last exam, and one of the toughest (as if others were easy).

The mind is trying to balance onto the thin line of anxiety, nervousness being on one side and exhilaration on the other. Mugging and revising what we mugged up, same time making plans for the eve after the exam.

I believe this day as the only day when you won’t remain wistful for the whole day after taking the exam (obviously if paper doesn’t go well).

With this week I get to know that,

"Writing Exams are as easy as playing basketball with tied hands."

Kabhi woh aaye...

कभी वो आये ...

Kabhi woh zindagi main aaye,

Jiska chehra, har taraf nazar aaye,

Jo zindagi main roshni laye,

Andhera aur dhundlapan hatae

Jeene ka salikha sikhaye

Kabhi to aaye, kabhi to aaye

Jab bhi woh aaye,

Aankhon main chamak,

Hontho pe muskaan,

Chehrein par masumiyat

Prem bikhrati – Lehrati woh aaye,

kabhi to woh aaye

Andhera chant jaye

Chuphi dhoop khil aaye

Meethi aur thandi si hawa

Chehra sehlati, bal udati

Uski saanse banker

Uska swagat karti jae,

Jab bhi woh aaye, Jab bhi woh aaye

Phoolon jaise komal

Najuk Ghulab jaise

Ada se bharpoor

Ek aisa hai wo noor

Jaldi aaye, jaldi aaye

Khayalon main dekha hai jise

Ek aisi pari hai woh

Chune ki chah hai use

Hasin chavi hai woh

Saanso ko thame, dil ko roke

Aankho main lie pyar

Ho rahe bekarar…

Jaldi se aa jae,

Ab aur nahi hota intezar…

P.S.: This is my first experiment with writing in Hindi... Poem in Hindi

Day Without U...

Without U, d day was boring,

In the class, I was snoring,

Third row I was sitting,

with the reserved seat beside me,

waiting till the last hour,

hoping you to appear

carrying the same smile, the glaze

barging into the door at pace,

I was snoring, the day was boring

Sitting there were - students.

but not you, always in haste

with quite a different taste

God knows, what the proffessor was roaring,

I was snoring, The day was boring

i was thirsty, was being gusty,

but there was no same bottle,

I was hungry, but no same company

skipped lunch, waited with tenacity...

Without U, the day was boring,

In the class, I was snoring...the day was boring.

14 Feb - The Valentine's Day

14^th February

2day, 14^th of February, a day for nostalgia and reminisce of old and past.

The vital day for vicarious lovers – “The Valentine day.”

I stepped out of my house with the essence percolating into my skin – the essence of ‘love’.

Love all around, mixed with breeze, silently making contact with each and every. Couples dawdling hand in hand, talking love, romance, gifts, flowers, emotions and everything was on summit.

Parks are full, malls are packed, food joints are occupied and theaters were house full.

Full on parties, disco-thecks, high spirits making contact with every possible excuse.

Some looking for few feet of private just to be with each other.

It’s a day to cheer for the companions…but is it really the only day to express what they have in them for each other. Do they need a day or some moment to apprise the other?

Is it about filling the laps with numerous gifts?

And what about us…singles?

Same way is it the only day we should be paired up? Aren’t we supposed to jive just like that?

The day is meant for all those to express their love, evince them and make others realize how much they are worth. It may be your love, partner, spouse, parent, sibling, friend or any other person who has touched your life.

Hence go out, inhale the air, feel the warmth, spread love and enjoy being in stupor.

Love is a temporary illness/madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is – ultimate test. Love is not breathlessness, it is not the excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being “in love” which any of us can convince ourselves we are.

 LOVE is: “Looking Out Vigorously and Earnestly”

Finding her...

I met you a few days back,

without having any track

you were like one of those books on the rack,

neva  touched and neva read

and next you made my heart a shack.

Next I tell you is that

When I am talking, its like I am walking with you,

When I see you, I feel like I know you in and out,

the moment we depart I get blank,

as if I don’t know you at all and have to explore more and more

The departing handshake, 

You saying “Bye bye and take care”

stabs my heart deep sending  me in vain.

Sometimes I take you as a kid,

Part of mine, tore apart, since ages

Wish to cuddle you up in my arms 

close to mine and protected,

coalescing two souls into one.

Angelic, Arduous and charming you are,

You are my beacon of light

You are the source of my smile,

ocean of love and grace divine.