Sunday, July 17, 2011

Reflections of a Cramped Mind

They say that good things don't last forever.
Maybe it’s better off this way...
It gives you moments to savour and cherish, distinguishing them from the mediocre affairs of a nonchalant life.
And only when it’s over do we realize what it was worth.

In spite of everything that is forced upon us, we still are largely responsible for the way our lives shape up.
We always choose what we think is best for us, if only they always worked that way.
Sometimes the past calls us back with alluring images of those unforgettable times.
And the fools that we are, we respond more often than not, never even asking ourselves why they became the past in the first place, and are not part of our present.
What we don't realize is that the very elements that once drove our senses may have morphed into mere shadows of themselves with time.
The clock never turns back, the world never waits... 
Then why shouldn't life follow suit?
Even an unfulfilling past is often greeted ahead of the more mysterious future.
A lifetime is too small a time span to look back and ponder upon things that might have happened.
But still we do, maybe because we are afraid of venturing into the unknown, having accustomed ourselves to our little caged lifestyles.
It takes a lot to completely break free and move on ahead.
Some do it easily; some learn it the hard way.
And as the saying goes
"New is always better."

The lives of strangers like us take the shape of an hourglass.
Like the parallel edges they seem far apart, unknown to each other... only to meet at the epicenter of life.
But as the sands of time drain away, we grow apart... as if it all wasn't meant to be.

Whether we want to move on or hold on... that choice remains with us.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Another long break... and maybe another will follow...

Well no excuses as such... I just haven't felt like blogging in all this while... actually I still don't.
I have been writing other stuff in the meantime though, and along with Facebook maybe I should post them here as well.
Either way its been an interesting period, this.
Learned a lot of things... some in an easy way... some not quite so.
And as another semester exam looms on the horizon, I try my best to make up for all the wasted time.
This post is just for showing that this blog isn't dead yet!
Looking forward to writing a lot more in the coming months... cheers...:)

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

The Plan

Having survived another one of those sinister attempts the university makes of failing us, I staggered out of the exam hall... weary-eyed, exhausted to say the least.
Dodging past a couple of fellow survivors, I suddenly stumbled upon a group of friends huddled together... by the looks, it seemed like a closed-door discussion... I silently zoomed in!
For the first few minutes it was a complete blur... after a few exchanges I gathered that a small tour was being planned... the idea of a beach was doing the rounds.
After another 10 minutes or so of arguments, 'Shankarpur' was fixed as the destination. I couldn't give a confirmation on the spot since I had to talk at home about it first, but as for my own self, I had more or less made up my mind.
Parents did agree (after some explanation and the time-tested method of emotional talk, that is)! ;)

Some days later I was informed that the place had been shifted to Mandarmani... since Manaar's dad had hotel contacts over there... sweet!

Okay before I go any further let me give you our names first...

Specimen 1) Indrajit - The fun-loving, short-tempered, sincere friend of ours, not to mention his studious side, clearly someone with the 'grey'est of matters.

Specimen 2) Manaar - The chirpy guy, our math genius, the one who can any day beat a bamboo stick in a waist size competition... and by the way his facial expressions are unique.

Specimen 3) Nilava - The ultimate emo-guy, easily gets upset, known for his erratic nature, and his jokes sure can keep you laughing all through the day.

Specimen 4) Ivanjan - The first thing you'll notice about him are those locks... sure to make any shampoo/hair-oil ad-campaigner drool, he is someone with a variety of interests.

Specimen 5) Anirban - The magician... has a lot of interest in illusions, tricks, cards games and music, he has sudden brain-waves from time to time.

Specimen 6) Me...duh!

Anyway, everything was okay till that... the real shocker came the next day, when I learnt that the train would leave from the Howrah Station at 6:40.
Moreover the day planned had been 23rd December, the morning after our exams got over!
Well... I must modestly concede that I'm not exactly an early-riser... I guess you won't call someone, who on an average wakes up at around 11 during the holidays, that! Even I though so...
Another fact to take into account was that it takes over an hour to reach the Railway Station from my house.
So the final equation came down to something like... I had to wake up at 4 am... a time when I had normally gone to sleep on a few days...

Life is brilliant, isn't it... :|

Anyway thats about it... we had a lot of funny incidents along the way and also in Mandarmani... and everything single happened by chance... from barely getting down from the train in time to finding the resort... nothing was planned.
The incidents would take a lot of time to write about... so lets save the effort and leave them for the memories to savour.