Sunday, July 8, 2007

U-Special

Am about to retake a step towards the place I first stepped into when I came to Delhi...University of Delhi..The haloed institution of be it learning, unadulterated fun, countles (yet most of the time genuine) protest marches, college fests, umpteen visits to Kamla Nagar market or pure vellapan!...u say it, u see it, u get it! And after more that two years I plan to do a U-turn and go to re-enter the haven and all thats fun and serious at the same time.

All sounds great now. But there is a lingering apprehension deep down. What would it be like returning to the same place?...Would I successfully adapt back to a student's life after a lapse of so much time/ And many more....Also the fact that I will be leaving my job...The assured domain of work, money etc...There is a certain fear of going dependent on parents again...not that thats blasphemous, yet independence tastes sweet and the fear of losing even a bit can be nervewrecking.


Tickling anticipation however dispels the doubts.I await the first day of my rewound student life with the enthusiasm of a freshman, only with a pinch of salt!


Friday, June 29, 2007

Alas!!!

The dog-earred wishes now rest in peace between pages 
That might never again meet a finger 
They sigh in the silence of words 
Just to hope a redemption of all that made tears and smiles

Life's got too many cross roads

There's this constant rush to make choices or grab the best possible opportunity.And i find myself neck deep in this notorious game of multiple choices.Is it always about this way or that? I think no.Perhaps even more deeprooted is the thought now when i gotto take a decision whether to keep chasing news or return to books.The world seems to crumble under the 'weighty issues' of finance or career choice and higher qualifcation.When the going gets real tough a prayer just escapes the lips-can at times the way out just rain on me just like the first monsoon showers in a desert?But after hours of a grand fight with self and mind-(god surely has a sense of humour!) I manage to gather myself and dust the incongruity of the situation and limpingly reach for the only walking stick i was given...absolute faith in faith! sure one day i wont be thrown unawares into the warfield of faceless decisons which have the power to seize a life and throw it in the dungeons of mean restricted materalistic foolery...for now just hunting the doorway