Free at last

What is a fault for someone, may be right for someone else. But there are certain things that are absolute. For instance, smoking, drugs and alcohol are 'Bad' in everyone's eyes. Studying, music and sports are considered good by everyone. But there are some things which have evolved through the ages......

Love???? In the past, it was considered a taboo. But consider our generation, it started from being a fashion statement to a luxury. As time progresses, and with the amount of desperation I can see in my hostel, it is slowly being converted into a necessity.

Thus when my friend proposed to a girl sometime back, he was taken aback by the response. The girl, who was his childhood crush and schoolmate, abruptly refused. Heartbroken and dejected, when he asked for his friendship again, she refused to talk........

Days passed by. He got more anxious and couldnt concentrate on anything. He prayed and prayed, till he got tired of it. Being a well wisher, I told him to ignore it. But he didn't, and ultimately spoilt his mid sems (Spoilt according to him, is a 10 in maths and 8 in physics!!!!).

Yesterday a miracle occured. The girl talked with him over the phone. It all started with 'Happy Diwali', and ended on a happy note altogether. Now he is on cloud nine, ready to take on anything. It just charged him up. He plans to rock the end sems. Everything seems so changed to him.

Which just made me wonder, Is love so powerful? What happened in between the proposal? How emotions change a man..... The whole angle is too complicated..... I can't understand any of it...............

The Extempore....

                    Okay, now that you have read my past, you will be eager to know what happened next.

                  So then there I was, in the Open Air Theater of the Lecture Hall Complex at 6 pm in the evening. As usual I was on time, waiting for members to arrive (Gosh I am already using the term 'members' without any interview!!!). There were just a handful of guys there. Finally in due course of time, all the members arrived. Girls had also arrived and were more enthusiastic if you compare the ratio in which they had arrived.

                  All set, we just got a formal introduction of each other with names, branches and hobbies. Wow, the variety of hobbies people can have. There was this guy who had theology as his hobby (not sure what that means!!) and he spoke so softly that Varun Sir had to ask him if he was proud enough of it to speak out loudly.

                 Well, now for the evening, we had an extempore session. Twenty of us were divided into two groups of ten each. All of us were given five minutes to think on the topic. These five minutes seemed like five seconds. With infinite thoughts entering my mind, I had a really tough time sorting them out.

                 Finally it was the time to start. One of the girls started the proceedings and as soon as she started speaking, all my thoughts vanished (No guys, it wasn't all that you're thinking). A little voice spoke from inside 'Will you be able to do it?'. As time passed on, the voice got louder and louder.

               Finally I said STOP! inside my mind and decided it was my turn to go next. Though I have been speaking on stage since the 1st standard, a sudden gush of adrenaline rushed across my brain and I was a bit shaky. But once I started, I myself did'nt know when it ended. It was a bit short, so Sir told me to speak on my first impression of ISM. Finally he asked me if I had a girlfriend. Though I couldnt tell him how complicated it all was, yet it was a no for now.

             Speeches came and went by. Some were boring, some interesting. Some were critical, while a girl talked about how beautiful life was. In the midst of all this, I had a small sort of debate with Varun and Shashank on whether youth should join politics or not.

             Overall it was a great experience after so many years. I was a bit rusty, but thats what happens when you dont do anything for almost 3 years. I realised later that I had to make hand movements as there is no dias here, its an open arena. I just loved it and I am looking forward to the next meetings. 

           The literary season is here and is to stay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Starting..... From where it all ended......

                                                                          SCENE 1

             "You have won it!!!!! You have won it!!!!" These words were ringing in my ears when suddenly i tripped over and fell. There was darkness all around.

              The next thing I remember was I was lying on the floor, with a headache. Books scattered all around, clothes lying here and there and a room that seemed quite alien to me. When suddenly I remembered, it was my first night in Kota. The dreams had taken me to my school auditorium, where I had won the debate competition last year. Tears rolled on from my eyes as I woke up to alien conditions. I was in a place where the temperature was no less than 40 degrees on an average. Coming from Gangtok, I felt like I was literally stuffed into an oven.

               Yes, an oven of over thousands of students, from different places. Lots of studies to be done. Stiff competition awaited me. But being the Thinker, I was never actually comfortable with the idea. No creative stuff to be done, no English lectures on Julius Caesar. How was I to survive???????

                                                                          SCENE 2

               The day had arrived. Results of my two year struggle were to arrive. Being in Singapore, I was awake 2 and a half hours earlier due to the time difference. The screen showed. AIR: 4929. That was it. After all initial doubts, I finally made up my mind to go to Dhanbad to study at Indian School of Mines. That too the branch of my dreams, Computer Science and Engineering.

                                                                           SCENE 3

              At around 9 in the morning, there was an announcement for students to have a meeting of the Speaker's club in around 6 in the evening. Some of my friends mocked me for my over enthusiasm to go to the meeting, saying that they have heard it to be non existant. It didnt turn me off though. Two years of complete isolation had made me so hungry for all this stuff that I was prepared to go to any limit to fulfill my creative needs. I reached there sharp at 6, to find just a handful of guys there. To know what happened next, read my next post......