Kahani har semester ki...

The semester starts.First day...first show-
A: Yaar iss sem me pakka padhenge...
B: Seriously yaar...
C: Hahahaa...
B: Tu kabhi encourage mat kariyo...idiot!
C: Mere laal..tu toh university top karega iss bar..
A: Shut up!...tujhe kya pata hamara talent...huh..

Sessionals come and go...koi khabar nahi...

When Finals are near...
People realize...kaash lectures laga liye hote.
People recall that throughout the semester Professors suggested fascinating books...ultimate authors..some foreign some indian...but unko padhke sala koi pass kyun nahi hota??!!!
Aur local authors ki raddi books padh ke chatur-ramalingam(s) top maarte hain...why so?Kyuki...
Pass hone ke do hi tareeke hain...
1)Ya toh farre banao, nakal chalao, aage-pichhe walon se dosti nibhao
2)Ya zimmedari uthao padhne ki.....Local author ki local books...

Moral of the story: ??..pata chale toh mujhe bhi batana plz :P

i don't know what i am writing...beware: idiotic post ahead...

How does it feel when you are just one step far from the peak and you slip down suddenly?
A mixture of regret, anger and self-disgust...all of which don't taste good. And the anguish is exponentiated by people's sympathies...
A: Koi baat nahi yaar...atleast you tried...fir kya hogya...better luck next time...
B: ...barely manages to smile... (thinking inside: shut up!!!)
C: Chalo ho gya na ab....agli baar second bhi nahi aaoge... (a failed attempt to crack a joke)
A: ...(thinks: tu toh dafa hi ho ja yahan se)

Then it dawns upon you that you aren't angry because you were so close to achieving it...but because you don't agree with people's comments. Anyway, the question still stands...how does it feel when you are so close to victory... and something goes wrong...whom do you blame?? Luck??..but if you don't believe in this word...then whom?
But one thing is for sure...Every day gives you a lesson...don't look for it..just keep your eyes n ears open.

( Wondering what happened to me?...lambi story hai..fir kabhi sunayenge... )
For now...Happy Fool's Day ;-)

Wonder years

With the new semester just beginning, there was a mass bunk.So she was enjoying her time at home. Leafing through old magazines, she came across an edition of 'Brunch' which talked about "Wonder Years - Our school and college days never fail to evoke warm, nostalgic memories."
Our alma mater is so special to all of us.But when we studied there, we subjected it to all kinds of curses, expletives etc.
So, walking leisurely down the memory lane...she recalled her first real experience as a speaker.An event at school.It wasn't that she was a total stranger to stage.She noticed her seniors performing onstage at various times. She appreciated a few of them for their originality and natural-ness.And had herself attempted to deliver good performances...some of which crashed, leaving a little embarrassment...some gained a little applaud.It was her father who pushed her into these things and encouraged her to be active in them...perhaps he sensed something in her.
Her stage presence was shared by a good friend, which gave her some relief.Both had to work together on it.She reached onstage...hands and feet cold yet wet...heartbeat fast...wondering if her friend felt the same way as her.Then she brushed away all the thoughts...had a look at the entire audience, said a prayer of two words in her heart..with a deep breath and started the show with a bright smile.

After sometime...the fingers became normal she wondered how :O as if she got used to the situation.
At the end, she delivered her 'best show till then' and she didn't even know it.It was only when the show was over and she was flooded with applaud and 'pats on the back' from her mentors, that she realized what she just did or rather achieved.
Now after years had passed and she never missed an opportunity to grab the stage, she was cherishing those beautiful memories...which were the 'base' of what she was now- known as a gifted speaker among everyone. These memories, whenever came to her mind, left a never-ending smile on her face.Amazing were those days, those people, that stage, that school...which made her what she was today.Truly, those were the Wonder Years.

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Kishorda's amazing track in the background...Hum jab honge 60 saal ke aur tum hogi 55 ki, bolo preet nibhaogi na tab bhi apne bachpan ki ?