SMS Terrorism!!!!

Our politicians shud worry neither bout hindu right wing terrorism nor Islamic extremism, they shud focus their attention on the latest entry to the club, SMS terrorism. I think I m a victim as well as source of it. After sending 100+ sms I cant complain when I m termed as the source of the problem but at the same time I m getting the 100 smses ,making me the victim of the system. Sumtime I wonder if I m the only one facing this prob.Then I luk around only to find my frnds sendin 22000 of these in a month far over countin me. sumtime I wonder if ISI s sponsoring all those schemes which take the attention of youth from day to day (or even bigger prob) of society of their mind n indulge in sum senseless messaging and if they are not then it provides a new frontier for them…

Whether u r standin in a q at railway junction or attendin a lecture (t may be soporific) u ll always find gen-X(including me) with their hand on cell n trust me, just look at the speed at which they type, they can easily win the annual competition in Sweden about the smsing speed….One thing I m sure is tat they don’t discuss the indo-pak diplomacy, nuclear deal or theory of relativity over their smses… most of these r “hi!!”,”gud morning”,”gud ni8”, and “wats up”( nicely portrayed in MP3 song)….

But it has its pro also.. an empty mind is devils laboratory(days of workshops r over dear) and so this sms keeps one busy and atleast they donot get themselves involved in anti- social activities, so its ok. Another best part is it’s a perfect timepass and at least helps me get over n tk a break from my busy schedule ( u know how busy an engg student s!!!).. sumtime I wonder how ll I even attend( normalli i sleep only) classes if there were no cell.. how ll I spend my time standin in q whether to pay fees or getting tickets… how ll I go thru my journey in boring train n buses if ther were no smses… god I cant live without this… for me my cell s as important as Germany was to Hitler.

It’s a front of new discoveries also.. a rather old discovery is missed sms( concept taken from missed calls) aka blank sms..i never got the meanin of this stuff( poor me). Another s a totally new lang format, thank god Shakespeare s dead else he would hv died of heart attack… there r many variations of this also (I was taught 1 by my frnd sum day back n trust me t was tougher than latin)… so sms s a cuisine which can be tampered n muddeled wit as one want with no restrictions wat so ever in its power…

Cheers to sms devata, long live SMSES……

Dogs day!!!!!

Another evening after a horrible day in college and I was on the boulevards of college, with a frnd, talking various day-to-day stuffs and there was this dog, sleeping under a tree, unperturbed by everything around him, and there was this feeling of immense complacency in his face. Impromptu my friend said, “yar es kutte ki jindagi humse achchi hai.” I replied,” yar cool down, we are not so bad.”

Late in night when I was lying on my bed, this incident flashed back. I started to think about t n t nearly startled me. ””The dogs life indeed s better than ours””. He gets all the food stuffs we get, coffee, breakfast, lunch, tea, snacks, dinner and milk just like any other of us. He indeed has friends n family like anyone else. He also has a well defined place to live in. Then what s there that differenciate us from them???

He doesn’t have to wake up early and rush to college as we have to do. He doesn’t have to listen to the draconian professors who like Dracula are bloodthirsty n survive on our blood(to be prcise most of them r a sadist lot). They don’t have to attend lab, for the mandatory 75% attendance, as if every lab we gonna create a software n turn up into next bill gates, God!. And worst part, getting scolded by some novice lecturer for doing nothing in lab. Hell! Look @ u. And the submission of assignments, records n bla bla bla. God knows wat a big irritation t s. Even if someone wanna do sumthin gud, the hectic life did not allow him to follow his course.

All those worries of life, all those confusion irritation pain agony regrets ( for what u hv done as well as for what u hv not done)keeps haunting me. There is this fear of failure, of confusion about what to do, what not to do, of pain n agony of all those things that shud hv been with me, but r not. These give me nightmares n test me to d core. I really wanna know if these dogs feel d same. Do they get these nightmares n wake up in d middle of nite( as a matter of fact I never do) looking for some soothing place to hide away from everything? Given a chance I wanna listen silence, see darkness, read thoughts, morph myself, move like wind.

I can fly:

I walk out of road n al I can find is hollow eyes, looking in my direction for reason I don’t know. Am I an alien, trodding the terrain not meant for me or am I the rebel declared outcast, fighting for a lost cause? I can sense the feeling of disapproval in their eyes, distrust for my act, my attitude but is it a sin to be a natural me? If it is then I am happy being natural me, the rebel with a cause. This is neither a revolution to overthrow the prevailing governmental technique nor for the rights of my community, caste or religion but this is the fight to live.

This is the fight to live, to live the life as one want to. I don’t wanna be Gandhiji (no offence to anyone and I have great respect for him in core of my heart). I don’t want you to decide what is good for me and what is bad? I can take my own decisions and you can’t stop me from taking them. This is not the course of Narmada which can be played with, neither this is the Ram setu which can be preserved or broken by some politicians having reasons of their own (phew! They are far from logic to be understood). But this is the rise of Vijay Mallaya and Anil Ambani which can’t be checked. This is the rise of Narayan Murty as the face of nation. This is also the rise of Yuvraj Singh and Sania Mirza as the new youth icon. This indeed is Hrithik Roshan and Aishwarya, rolling with full confidence. This is Ratan Tata and not some Ford driving the senses.

The gen-next is ready to take over anyone. This was proved by IIM passout opting for NGO’s and opening own firms than bootlicking for a job at MNC. The best example of youth power is Parivartan, party floated by IITians. Thus much haunted and dreaded boulevards of power politics is no more giving nightmares to us, we are all set to solve the maze of power. The confidence given by the booming economy has transformed the youth from a docile, subdued entity to one which is roaring. It’s similar to lord Hanuman reminiscence of power and crushing the dreaded lanka of Ravan.

This feeling is amazing and the best part is we being a part of this great transformation of our country from a country taking loans from world bank under their terms to one dictating terms to work on. We born just before the liberalization of our economy are the one who will have to shoulder the rise of our economy. One thing of which every one is sure of is we being able to do the same. The songs on everyone’s lips is :

I used to think that I could not go on And life was nothing but an awful song But now I know the meaning of true love I'm leaning on the everlasting arms If I can see it, then I can do it If I just believe it, there's nothing to it

I believe I can fly I believe I can touch the sky I think about it every night and day Spread my wings and fly away I believe I can soar I see me running through that open door I believe I can fly I believe I can fly I believe I can fly

Amin…

love is all around me!!!!!

I feel it in my fingers,
I feel it in my toes,
Love is all around me,
I saw the feeling grow!!!!!!!!!!

D surrounding was full with her aura; all I could see was her beauty. My eyes wer 2 full with her elegance to c anything else. Oh my god! What is this? I don’t know and I have no means to find out the answer for this.i think I got her wit my fancies and all my senses wer busy sensing her. All I could c was her beautiful eyes. All I could think was her, what c is doing, what c feels towards me, what c is thinking but I don’t know the answer for any. I hv a lot to tell, I have 2 much to ask but I don’t know how? Whenever c is not around me all I think is what ll I say when I’ll meet her next, should I tell her this or that? I do plan much, but all is lost once I meet her. Her presence makes me stupid, idiot and speechless. I m totally dumb and all my plans r in waste. I don’t know what to say or how to behave? This is a mystical experience, it make u feel as if you are the king of the world. It takes you to cloud 9 and u feels urself to be ready to take over the world. U no longer think wat other got to say or think, al u care is u n c. At this stage of mind 1 can easily climb Mt. Everest, cracking CAT seems to be the most trivial job left in his life.u feels as ur feelings r insatiable. My mind was 2 full with her to think of anything else. Wats happening to me?


But what is this? Is it love or just some harmonic chemical imbalance (chemical locha ). Is it just some fluctuation? Is there some eqn to find answer, to find a solution to this question of which I am sure would hv haunted most of souls who ever walked on this planet. Don’t u think a Newton’s law of love or an Einstein special theory of love would have served mankind better than their research work?

D worst part of the whole experience s when 1 s not sure of other and keeps on hiding the feeling behind the darkest lanes of heart, keeping these secrets more secure then Brutes betrayal of Ceaser (the Julius ceaser play ). D other biggest concern of any luv experience s when it’s misinterpreted. A simple frndship s most of the times considered as luv where as its just the other person have no feeling wat so ever of love. He/she is just trying to be a good frnd and it’s misunderstood as love. This s the worst thing tat can happen to anyone. And the vice- versa is also true, when your love is considered as your frndship. This feeling s also very killing. U r unable to express urself n u dono wat to do?shud u tell u luv her,but d fear of loosing her keeps u in abeyance.
Everyone says just go n express urself but hw many of those hv done tat?its easy sayin than doin.u r even cool wit the idea of her rejection but wats further haunt u is tat c ll cease being ur frnd nymore and under no circumstance u wanna loose a grand frndship for sum emotions of which u r not sure of. Is there any law, formula or theorem to find answer to any of thee questions? If you have then please tell it, I m sure this gonna be a great service to the mankind and if it really does help then you shud be awarded a Nobel prize.
Guys if u do hv any idea or suggestion to solve the biggest problem tat one has ever faced then come ahead n share it with everyone.Plz cum forward.plz.