Good Times Fly!

A class lecture or a meeting so boring,
That you almost doze off and start snoring!
You hope so much and wish hard for it to end,
But it seems the clock-needle, an inch wouldn't bend!

Every moment of pain and hurt,
Every second in emotional dirt,
Boredom, illness, struggles and blues,
When will they clear- all the hues?
 

The first kiss finishes as quickly as a sneeze,
No matter how you wish the time could freeze!
A walk while drizzles and holding hands,
Time escapes like those grains of sands!
 

A never-ending night while those horrifying night-mares,
Blood-shed, dead bodies, and riots in those shacks;
While all those sweet dreams with smiling glares,
And just before something good, Oops! Dawn cracks!!
 

Is it an attribute of time- this illusion,
Or is it Hope- the quintessential delusion?
No matter what ways, to hold them you try,
With all their force, Good Times will Fly!!
 

[Composed in a snoring-boring class lecture on 26th September 2009]

Love Defies Logic...

Crows are intelligent. According to the Hindu Mythology, crows are a link between Heaven, Hell/Earth. They are perfect with regards to adaptability. They can even count till 7. Indeed, crows are intelligent!
Crows are black, and so are cuckoos. That's the only similarity among these birds. Apart from their respective melodies, they also have a conflicting model of homes.
Cuckoos never lay eggs in their own nests. Huh! They are too lazy to build nests. Lucky birds, they can afford laziness of such levels! Anyways, so they lay their eggs in crows' nests.
Just like any parent, crows are so protective about their eggs that when their eggs are in the nests, they wouldn't allow another bird to even wander in the vicinity. But what happens to all the intelligence when the cuckoo lays its eggs in the crow's nest? Why can't a crow then count its eggs or notice that its own eggs, thrown by the cuckoo, are lying on the ground??

Love defies all the logics in this World!

Yes, it does! Just like the crow who forgets the logic of counting or checking for its eggs due to the "love" for its "own eggs", we all see humans doing the same innumerable times.
Like, logically, you should be studying for tomorrow's test, but you are either playing your favourite game, or watching your favourite actor's movie, or talking to your beloved or may be just thinking about your latest crush!
Bunking classes for a date, taking a longer route after a tiring day just to spend a few extra moments with that special someone, buying their favourite-colour shirt instead of the one you've been wanting to buy since months, going to their favourite restaurant no matter how much you hate the food or ambience out there! I'm sure there are millions of such examples running in your mind too!
Sitting on the first bench in the boring history class just because the guy/girl with the cutest smile in the whole second grade (or probably the whole primary school) is sitting there. Joining the arts club because the sweet-smelling girl could be there, although you might not even want to know if red looks better with green or blue! Yes, it probably starts that early!!
Is it right or wrong, good or bad? How does it matter?? You can't help it, neither can I help it. Love has kept defying logic, and it will always keep doing that!!!

[With due credits to Gautam for all the knowledge about Crows; Written on 26th September 2009]

A moment of Satisfaction...

Yesterday when I stepped out of my campus gate for an evening snack, a decent-looking poor middle-aged man walked up to me and said "Namastey Madam" [Namastey: Indian way of greeting someone with respect]. I wondered what was going on, because all I could slightly remember was the face was familiar, may be! I took another glance at him, he stood still smiling at me hoping I would recognize him. Damn, my selective memory loss! Obviously he sensed i couldn't re-collect his identity so he tried to re-introduce himself while i started remembering who he was.

For a few days during my previous semester, this man used to stand outside the campus gate as a tea-hawker. And a chatter-box that I am, seeing that he looked decent and hard-working, I used to chit-chat a bit with him with all the inquisitiveness that i had about his little hawking business. He was here to thank me for advising him to sell lime-water instead of tea since the summers had started. His face glowed while naratting how fruitful his business was all summers. He took pride in informing me that he sells guavas now, since its rainy season. Again, he thanked me for giving him this piece of idea about selling things as per seasonal demands. And then i took his leave wishing him good luck for his future.

A sense of satisfaction filled my mind with serenity after a hectic day of lectures and submissions. And a broad smile appeared on my face while i thought:

I don't know how many important solutions I will provide in the corporate world as an MBA, but I'm already sure I've changed one life. If it weren't me, it could've been someone else who could've given him this idea, but I'm glad it was ME.

[Something that really happened; Written on 25th September 2009]

Basking in One's Own Glory...

We all may have experienced this... When we dress up for an event, we keep gazing in the mirror for a few prolonged moments, simply glaring at our own-selves! When we paint a colourful picture or write a beautiful blog, we admire it for a few moments, just keep looking at it and smiling!! Someone else may not even find it worth a glance, but we profoundly love it.

Some may call it self-admiration, although most may not even notice or realize about these small moments of basking in their own glory. These are those few moments when we sub-consciously devote ourselves to appreciating our own efforts, silently.

Most of the times, in our busy lives, we barely find time for ourselves. We keep drafting reports on reports, we keep rushing for classes and meetings, we keep generating solutions on solutions. Our busy schedules hardly give us time to grow fond of such little things. Do we really find a moment to praise ourselves for the neatly-presented well-formatted report or smartly-dressed presentable self or a user-friendly well-working solution? Isn't all this worth an appreciation??

You may disagree, saying that people at the receiving end are the ones who are supposed to appreciate your efforts. Well, I agree; they sure are! But what do you do if they don't like it enough to praise you? Don't you deserve a cookie for your efforts? You have every right to find those little joys in life. May be its not wrong to look up to others, but its certainly not right to ignore your own moments of glory!

[Based on a tiny discussion with Gautam; Written on 25th September, 2009]