i mean, how lucky can you even try to get ! when you have sooper cool friends laughing their asses off at the most ridiculous pj you have said ... well, i am lucky.. it seems, lady luck has been pretty impressively beaming down on me, esp in the friendship department....a hard day attending classes, filled with voltages and currents would definitely get the better of your already lost brain.. especially when your repeated quests for a mass bunk falls light on deaf ears.. its when your chuddi buddies come to rescue.. meeting them after barely 18 hours seems very little to satiate the centuries of mental 'chamatkaar'(read, its just 3 lectures and am already off!!!) .. even Rancho would agree, its a lot of fun to gain knowledge, but definitely not when you know every detail, but the subject content at hand... any drop in signal sends half the planet(read, student community) to deep psychic frenzy... as it is the only and perhaps the best rated time to work upon ones interpersonal communication and stenography skills !.. world feels like "jag soona soona lage".. and heart toh is already a bachha... its during these effortlessly designed suicidal situations when geniuses are born... right from organising the best imaginative party to giving the world famous fashion labels and designers a run for their money , virtually of course!..is accomplished right on the last pages of notebooks , without even bating an eyelid..as the famed and over enthusiastic reading mass gleefully tries to pen down and understand (and/or memorize) the not-so-xtra techie facts and figures, its the rest of the supposedly lazy asses that dream big.. think big.. and well, definitely yawn big !!!birds of the same feather flock together.. and when they come from variety of departments.. the flock is more than just rangeela ! .. discussion about everything related to the worthless of issues and crappiest of things seem gigantically tempting.. and the facades of sanity make way to play catch-catch with Alice.. pity her.. stuck in some wonderland!!! friends definitely form a backbone when you are short of almost everything.. right from paying for that extra cup of coffee to .. well.. even i dunno what ...but at the end of the day.. you realize how unnaturally natural it is for the dil to frantically search for people who care.. who matter the most... 'coz its only then that the day actually kicks off ...
it seems so amusingly weird .. how our minds work.. fragments of events portray a game of hide and seek almost every fleeting second... a lot can happen over coffee.. and when it comes to sipping a double coffee, even "a lot" fades to obscurity..i wonder how Newton or rather what was he doing when he made the fantastic observation.. "an apple falls due to some random scientific jargon , "gravity" "... or better, why did poor dear Einstein had to shut himself up in his room just to end up with 3 letters, 1 numeric and 1 symbol character !.. err, just in-case i caught you scratching your head (which i obviously didn't).. i was referring to the revolutionary relationship created "e=mc2"..thinking about it.. those smart chaps did definitely do some really good job.. else why would i be writing brainless phrases .. that do nothing good, if not bad.. sipping a mug of hot coffee !!!!
Reminiscing the past year as we venture into a new may not bear any worthwhile repercussions.. or does it ???It is said, consciousness cannot detach itself from physical reality and that an observer is not independent of observation. So, looking back deep (or superficial) into the past, may be or not of the self, is primordially re-living the cause. A year comes with truck loads of wishes, hopes , dreams, celebrations, and greater levels of resolutions. To be the best student, daughter, sister, friend, etc, etc, fit in snugly into the already overflowing, multi-metamorphosed and never-ending list of new year resolves."Perfection is attained with sheer practice (and patience and perseverance). So try to be the best(read perfect) and out do everyother person!!! ". I bet, every child grows up hearing these (almost these) words. But how perfect is being perfect? To what degree of perfection can perfection get ?? Does that word have any concrete and discreet definition ? Or is it nothing , but just a relative and superlative form of anything seemingly nice !!!A perfect life encompasses all that is correct (read perfect) ; which means, there can't ever be anything wrong ! Clearly implying the sheer absence of even a single mistake( let alone the "s" in mistake's'). Sounds perfect, isn't it ?? But give it a a thought. If there were no mistakes, what do we learn from ? The term, "right" would definitely lose its stand if there was no "wrong". light has a meaning only because of the presence of darkness. History teaches us lessons.. those learnt from the mistakes and not-so-perfect lives of many. Let alone oll these metaphysical hangovers, how interesting can a perfect life be ??? Just think about it . perfect day, perfect schedule, perfect food, perfect water.. no variety. Indeed, life would become so dull !Contrast, an imperfect life..where everything does not have a reason, a cause and effect tagged.. where certain things just happen, because they are meant to happen, right or wrong.. where every situation or incident is not prey to the quest for logical dissection. Sounds fantabulous (fantastic+fabulous.. :P loll !!). And this life is so much real and simple. No complications.. where right and wrong are decided based on the situation, then and there.. where people learn, grow, n understand!So, isn't it much better to lead an imperfect life perfectly rather than a perfect life imperfectly?? I vouch for a year sans any expectations, hard to follow rules or pre-framed resolutions .. rather settle for an interesting one filled with loads of adventure and excitement. Wanna join in ??
