Writing is the Painting of the Voice - Voltaire

Having decided not to go home during the winter, I stay back in the hostel. most of my friend has gone home except for some few of us and winter has just begun to take its toll on us with its coldness(fog and occasional cold breeze). While many of my batchmates stayed back for preparation of GATE exam and some ISRO etc etc. My days here be like waking up around 5am but since its cold stay up in bed till 8:30 am, then goes for breakfast and come back watch some youtube videos, movies, games(mobile legends) and scrolling through social networking. When at 1:00 pm goes for lunch and continue the same till dinner and it goes on till I fell asleep. Whatever my intention had been earlier for not going home it's all how I have been spending my time so far.  Not that I have forgotten my intention of staying back but when I open up books to study, nothing sort of seriousness is there and my focusing power has reduced greatly. This has deterred me from actually opening and reading

Let's begin, I was born and raised in a Christian family. I have been celebrating Christmas since I was born in 1994. In my childhood, am very fond of balloon* to an extent that I would stop crying immediately in any situation given a balloon. Christmas for me at that point of time was receiving a balloon from parent and be happy seeing the balloon hanging in the Church. As I reached around puberty, my wishes for Christmas change from balloon to New dress for Christmas. That sense of pride and happiness going to Church in Christmas dress is awesome. My parent despite struggling to meet the daily needs make sure that they buy us new dress for Christmas each year. As I continue to add years to my life here on earth, my attraction towards the opposite sex grew and I fell in love with a girl**. Christmas was more of a yearning to be by her sides, holdings hand and be immersed in each other. When I left home for the first time to continue my engineering, I long for Christmas t

This post is meant for you and only you : What have you done to me, What spell have you cast on me, I could go on an age without thinking of you, I could just forgo that I even met you once I can be happy in my own world without you I could be anything without you in my life. What have you done to me, What spell have you cast on me, That I could recognize your voice at once That our little talks could set dreams in me And bring memories vividly alive in my mind That I could forget my present state. What have you done to me, What spell have you cast on me, That despite all the heartbreak and pains I would be wanting to experience more of it. In this life throughout and there after. And keep me awaiting for our next little talks. #little_stories #after_years #breakup #some_memories_that_hit_you_hard #

Stuck between conservative and liberal???? I believe in the conservation of traditional values.The benefits of modernization with traditional values.If I had to let go of my ancestors values.My identity of belongingness and of a person is lost. The values which my ancestors are willing to die for, How could I just gave up and replace with something new. Call me a feeble, orthodox and what not, I'll sure take it as a pinch of salt. I still wish for those values which are hold so dear.The level of commitment a spouse has. The belief that not everything can be bought with money and that not everything which is costly is good. Am not a saint preaching austerity but am just being real. In world where knowledge is power and given utmost importance, I long for that wisdom of old man that is nurture and gain through experience and worth more than knowledge. I long for unity and equality of all men. When selfishness overtake that human mind, I believe it's worth more giving than rec

It seems like am trying to fill up a lake by using a mug. Syllabus seems so vast and progress too slow. It feels like am wasting my time doing something which seems obvious not to have any impact, the topic which am studying now is just one in 10000s and may not have any impact thereafter.. Just gonna keep it doing it. "Doesn't matter if I fly or crawl I will lean forward"

Would you be the glass ceiling breaker So that other can follow your step. There's a calling out there for all. To take an extra toil and burn midnight oil. Are you the one called to lead the way?? If it's your calling rejoice and be steadfast, Its an opportunity worth the lifetime spends. You may fail a hundreds but success is yours. If it's not your calling, lend a helping hand. Its a quest worth the effort of thousand mens. Success will be yours for sure now or sooner For the benefits and good of all. An answer to many prayer prayed by many souls. A wish and dream of thousands fulfilled. You wont regrets the effort you put in today It will sure reward you in ways you don't expect. People may critize now but they'll extol you soon, They may  mock now but cherish your efforts soon. Don't lost your heart, it's a fight worth fighting A cause worth sacrificing your leisure time. Soon the crown will be yours . Keep fighting and keep pushing

Wondering how the day and night journey from Delhi to Mao (Via Dimapur) would be. I step into Rajdhani Train number 12436) along with my cousin and a cousin who drop us till our cabin. First time journey it was for me, journey of day and night in a 3 AC tier. I got upper berth while below me was an Army man (who I came to know after some conversation). It was this encounter i would share.. He held out his phone to charge and then after some brief moment told me it was switching on and off by itself. He gave the phone to observe, noting the phone does switch on and no sign of physical damage I thought it is has to do with the software. Best of what I could do without any diagnostic software and laptop, I ask him if he know the contact number (My God!! how can I expect someone to remember all contact in his phone when I hardly remember two of my own phone number). Probably he had me corrected and reply he knows the contact details (his near and dear one) immediately. I try to format the

An intruding concept yet beautiful and encouraging. Can this be of relevant in our day to day life.. Like if somebody does harm to me, can I still love that person?? How can I still love the person and at same time despise his action?? How can a person act be separated from the person himself?? There's not simple answer to it and I don't find myself fitting to answer all this but just a reflection about it in my words. I use to have an attitude "Either you are with me or against me" extremely as it is. Either black or white and neither grey nor other colour at all, which is absolutely false even in color world. I find it really hard to comprehend what this really meant.. Like when we commit a mistake we generally excuse ourselves saying being of flesh and blood or just say being human. But hardly we consider it that way when someone does something wrong to us. We will look and find it that the person did intentionally most of time.. What is most intruding to me of t

Born is a man out of love and lust Feeble as a soul can be he begins his journey Guided and leaded by many a kind souls. Nurture and tested over the span of his journey Each steps he takes is a toll on his journey Every choice he made his journey nears closer. Many a time many tried to pull him down, Many a time he fails and falls to the ground. He lie on the ground to rest and was put to rest From the outside it seems his journey ended. Yet after a brief moment a pulse and deep breathe. He's back on feet again, an undying spirit keeps him. Many waited to pull him down again as he stood up But this time he has learned to forgo and overcome Strong and firm he stride towards his destination. He made it to his destination and was overjoyed. Not for long he could enjoy it's fruits, His destiny: "A bullet for a man" And is laid to rest eternally..

Romantic is the walk under moonlight and Star. And I wanna walk with you and only you. Attractive is the face of beautiful person. But I wanna look at yours prettiest face. A perfect slim structure is lustful to the eye. But I only wanna lust for that structure of you. Long hour intimate call is pleasure and joy. But I only wanna spend time with you. Enjoyment is when we are loved by others But I only wanted to be loved you. Dear I just want everything to be with you. Trekking and outing is memorable and fun But I only wanted it to be with you. I wanna scale the high mountain, transverse the entire ocean I wanna go to unknown place and discover mysteries Yea I want it all but with you. The beach, the party, the dance, the family get-together The adventures, the fun, the thrill I want them all Yea I want them all but with you. Wanna get hot and spicy, sexy and wet, Makes dirty phone calls for hours and hours Yea I want it all but with you. I don't wanna get thi

Am being intoxicated and drugged for better or worse. Though they say the path is steep and tough. Am being dragged to follow and go for it. My chances of success be a 0.001 percent. Conviction drive me far beyond the finishing line. Dreaming and thinking of making it all day long. Tons of facts to remember and bundles of books to cover. Bountiful of sources to confused and sway away. Internet, Newspaper, books,magazine and notes. Handwriting and presentation I have to work on. Personal grooming to present myself in best way. Information I had to gather and be informed daily. But most of all develop myself to serve the best way . Lots to be done and lots to improve and worked upon. Days are few yet lots to be accomplish through it A task which may cause me to breakdown physically. But my spirit causes me to response to that calling. A call for giving my best to people whom I would serve. If you only could feel the same way how I feel You will only understand why I

Let me share with you a secret I behold for long: In world where hates abounds and loves is scare, where discouragement comes in multiple and encouragement a rarity.. Where kindness is but a clothes worn by few... I love and like disappointment.. Well most or say all people including myself find it hard when face with disappointment. When their love one ignored them, when their expectations are not met, when their parent argue with them, when friends neglect and ignore them or their request and when  they fails. A quote thus run "expectations brings about disappointment". Many a times I try to not expect anything reminding myself of it but I was wrong as human I am born with intelligence and presence of mind. How can I not expect something good when I gave my best?? How can I not expect and want life to be free and fair?? As I struggle to keep my expectations at lowest level, I fail miserably. The more I try to concedes myself the more the urge to expect.. Balancing of expect

Forgotten thoughts of you long back I was back on track with my own world, Contended as what life has to offer me. Have experience the heartbreak from your ignorance. Until you call me last night which I couldn't pick Deleted your number since the day you ignore. But when I see that number my mind recall its yours Why don't my memories just erase off to take new in. A mixed thought of ignored or call back?? My crazy mind weighted and agreed to ignore Instantly I took my phone and the other end was you. Heard your sleepy voice trying to mumble something. Hey my mind goes crazy and dreams appears again Thoughts of future and starting again from start But I'll leave this to our fate to decide for us Maybe if you are meant then I be okay to have you...