This is Now..

The Forgotten word leaves in despair,

Strands astray everywhere,

A scene very familiar to the eye,

Initiated by sorts of broken promises or lies.

Ironically, probity isn't desired,

Despite the belligerent "normalities”,

Yet, here we are in a fix,

Fearing the synchronic ticks.

Do we realize the peace within?

Understand life and its own sins?

Ruminate on our every action?

Brood all their reactions?

Aspiration of peace is a start,

It shouldn't remain just a delicious tart,

Faulty on account of meandering thought,

Where paths of confrontation, are increasingly sought.

Thoughts need a change, for some good

Permanent Ataraxis might be a boon,

Figuring out an alacritous approach,

Releasing all the freedom encroached.

A paradigm world is not far-fetched,

A picayune of effort to remove all wretched

A worldly life, green and calm,

Is, after all , a nibble of the soul's alms.

-Nivedita Vathsangam.

WOW..

Peaceful... Calm.. Happy...But nervous and hopeful..After a long time..

21

The child in me awakens... One week to go... 7 days..168 hours..10080 minutes...604800 seconds... You get the drift..=)
Like I was writing, The child in me fulminates with the joy of the day looming close.The child that probably isn't ready for the responsibilties that roll along with the day or the implications of the "maturity"(Oh! the blessed proffers..NOT!). But at this point, most of that is piffling and all I seem to be pondering about is the fact that this would be the last birthday spent admist friends.Now, I've done a lot of contemplating about that very fact.Volleyed between whisking myself home or staying put. The latter won.
Many might ask, "What is wrong with you? Go home!", and to them, all I can say is, "Don't want to".
My first Birthday in college, well technically it wasn't in college,but It was definitely unique birthday. My 18th birthday, the day of zapping importance, was on a train,Rockfort Express I think. My friends and I were returning to college from a refreshing vacation at home [Actually it was the homesick holidays =)]. It was definitely something to remember. But I think more than that extremely "eventful" journey, what followed a week after is what made it special. An urgent message from a friend required me to run, yes run!, run long and fast, across half a corridor (=P)
to a room filled with people I just met and hardly knew... who took the effort to make the day count.Planned and wonderfully orchestrated by two of my close friends then, that one day gave me a lot to hope from this hell-hole of a place.That one day carried me through a lot of hard times. A day that told me "You may not have had the dream birthday, but you have them"

Second year was mix of sorts.In every way possible.From friends, to the academia jump, to a new stage of dramaturgy, even to a new image.It was birthday filled with doubts, tears, fears and what not.. The day started out normal.Adorned with enamoured gifts and clothes and a lot of things that I cherish to-date.But something was missing. Infact, my mother had even baked a chocolate cake embellished with M&Ms and sprinkles and sent it across.Yet it didnt feel consummate.It wasn't until the end of the day when I was blindfolded and dragged to my first place of residence and made to face, not one, but two chocolate cakes and a gathering of everyone who made a difference in my life in the thirteen months I had spent in college, the dinner circle,the drama crew and my best friend,THAT was when the spirit of joy paid a visit, with a familiar brush of the previous year...Although That year didn't imprint a cherished birthday,starting out normal and nominal,It ended awesome..always love surprises.. =).Ooh and the cake was salivatingly yummy!!

My 20th birthday was spent at home.Normally, you'd expect the usual get together of friends, cutting a cake that you were probably bored of, and a waffled conversation to follow. Well that was what I expected.And I was partially accurate.My friends did come over.And there was the waffled conversation.....Then, we took a stroll to the beach( which is a five minute walk from home). What I saw there.. was beyond doubt... a very comely surprise. Another set of friends, were gathered in something of a bonfire circle, with four pizza boxes. as a substitue for a fire. Not that I'm complainin that there was no fire! =). My 20th Birthday.. I cut pizzas! ( I think I blew a candle too ;p). A memory still fresh and still brings a wide smile.. very wide. =)..

And here I am.. about to turn 21... as excited as every other birthday... Yet not able to stomach the fact that fours years are almost done..still pondering about the etched memories... Still mulling the last birthday.My last... with friends,who have come to mean so much to me in the past few years..
So,YES, "Don't want to" has been settled on with a lot rumination and reflection but definitely not ruefully..Never ruefully..
And weirdly it doesn't matter anymore if I've had a fall out with some friend or lost touch over a period of time,the very thought that they are here, close and around, satiates my mind with the peace and belief that no matter where we are or what we do , My 21st will always be remembered... just cause ..I have them.. =)

24.05.2009..Last few days...

           Another year, Another round of slam books, a fresh batch of students,a fresh mickle of tears..Yet this time,there's something different, something that definitely makes me think...think of the myriad of reasons as to why... why this year pricks a lot harder( or pointier :-p) than the last two years..
Maybe its cause i realize that in a year, I'll be the one leaving..Maybe its cause this year has been the hardest.. Maybe its cause this year... well this was the year I found home in a strange land...This was the year,I found my "tribe" :-)

              As anyone else,I've had my share of ups and downs...But I've learnt to handle those moments with courage and embrace situations of anguish as another experience..A heapful of people have introduced themselves into my life,made their mark and washed their feet off any obligation to persist. Another hatful,that did stay on,more out of love and care than anything else..Well those are the people who've helped erase any scar in my soul, and every nightmare i've unfortunately chanced upon...

               Family away from family.. Not many are lucky enough to experience that feeling.. where you can actually dole out a persona to those around you and appreciate something of a very close knit family thats been created..I was lucky to have Drama.A thought of how can you create a family, from people who want to be someone else,probably arises. But somehow,I think thats what brings you closer.Theatre probably brings out every aspect of you : funny,sad,happy, ecstatic,sick,romantic,loving,caring,hateful,selfish and what not..And your fellow players are the ones that witness all these emotions...Fact is they may not be true..But they might be true as well..so many facets,so many aspects...They accept it..They accept you..just like your family would..Just like your loved one would.. This was the year i got really close to a set of people,consisting of souls literally from every corner of the country,and probably have nothing in common except their love for drama and respect for each other..But there's something else i discovered this year...that we weren't just a collection of individuals, but a single entity that wanted to fashion a melodic theme of friendship and fun..And we did... we whipped up a salad of memories and moments that mean more to us,than a diamond and more precious than platinum :-).

                 An epitome of jobless talks- This was what i wrote a long time ago, to describe a stage, where i came across someone, an antithesis of myself you could say,but nevertheless became an inherent voice in my life.This voice has been like my conscience for quite some time now,looking out for any pitfall or dark alley I may face..And yet granting me the freedom to explore every road and turning, helping me mould myself into a better person.Someone, who unknowingly guided me out of a very bad phase and threw light on a better life ahead.The whole universe probably knows who I'm talking about(except the person itself... little slow you see :-p) and henceforth I find no reason to mention names... All reasons I find are to just express heartfelt gratitude and amour to this sepharic soul, who had the forebearance to stand by and support all those around.You deserve much more than you get,And I'm sure nothing but happiness is on your way sent from heaven itself to carry you through life with serenity..Tears do dwell up when i think about the fact that i may not be able to see you everyday,but i have every faith that nothing will change between us..Like i've always said,It feels like i've known you for years than months,Maybe because most of the time (atleast these days) i see so much of how i want to be in you...My angel..

                     Shrek,Sorry i just had to mention you..There's just so much to say and so much more to do..and so little time... From all that you've taught me till that very last play on stage,I always looked up to you with utmost admiration and affection.Three years has been a long journey but that doesn't seem enough.Your life is already drawn with so many instances,but those were just the outlines and soon the colouring will start..and I'm sure you have all the stationery and accessories to make sure it stays within the lines.. :-) Love ya loads shrek!! Stay the same..

                   There has been so much that has happened in past year..So much that I would love to pen down and maybe read years later to laugh about.. But i guess instances that stand out always deserve a special niche.. a niche carved out just for them..a niche that always be kept safe and warm...
Places change,the weather changes,times change...But how much we change depends on how much we want to change...I've changed...And i love change...

When you make new friends in a brand new town

And you start to think about settlin' down

The things that would have been lost on you

Are now clear as a bell

And you find yourself

Yeah that's when you find yourself

 

Where you go through life

So sure of where you’re headin'

And you wind up lost and it's

The best thing that could have happened

‘Cause sometimes when you lose your way it's really just as well

Because you find yourself

Yeah that’s when you find yourself....

Captain Sprinkleman!!

Its been long since i blessed myself with the privilege

of blogging.... but I suppose i was just waiting for

the right Blog to come along.
I was helping a couple of friends with a junk art

competition.. the theme was SUPERHEROES.We didn't just

create a superhero.. but a scene... and this is how the

story goes..:-
Well the city is called recyclopia... made from

recycled stuff.and somewhere in a village.. there was a

little boy who was outcasted cause he had no talent

like everyone else.He used to be so fascinated with

Harry Potter.. that one day he visited the ministry of

magic to see if there was any magic to give him talent

and yes there was..
But...
The spell had gone wrong..instead he ended up.. as

incendo.. a huge matchbox..
The ministry told him that he can get rid of it.. by

just exhaustin the powers..Which in his case was to

create fire..safely with no harm to others..
Which in his case was to create fire
All he needed was wood...
so he started exhausting it..
But while doing so.. he realized how much power he

had..
and hence...Power corrupted his soul.. and he found a

way to keep his powers..
and decided to take revenge.. on those that outcasted

him.. cuz now he had a talent..
(evil laughter)
so he decided to target the city of recyclopia cuz it

was easily flammable..And he set about doing the same..

Now about the same time when incendo was born.. another

very talented young chap was born in the city of

recyclopia...he had amazing powers.. but he had no

knowledge of why he had them..
And his purpose on earth..it was when incendo came

alive.. that he turned into SPRINKLEMAN!( we even gave

him an underwear with "S" on it lol)
Spinkle man has a sprinkler on one hand and a vaccum

cleaner on the other hand..
He has the abilty to suck up all the ash .. and when he

does.. it goes thru his body.. and all the ash is

converted into a complex polymer which is sprayed out

thru the sprinkler..
Now.. the sprinkled liquid not only extingishes the

flames..
But when it touches the ground it sprouts into grass

within days!!
Hence.. sprinkle man saves the day.. he also has a fire

proof cape made of sand that has been modified to have

the properties of sand but ultra light!!
The villain has to have some pride.. so incendo has a

self destruction method..
Incase he is about to lose...
( ego clash)
To one of his hands there is dynamite.. if he decides

to self destruct.. all he has to do his swing the

dynamite to his shoulders.. and shake shake shake...

(lol) till it lights up... hehe
(since he's a giant matchbox!)

That is the superhero story

We even have a jingle for the hero:

Captain sprinkle!! captain sprinkle!!not single

wrinkle! he turns all the ash.. to lush green grass!!

captain sprinkle!! SET WET GO!!(psshhh) :-p