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Tuesday, December 28, 2010

HIS GAMES

Finally, I am back to the blogging world and this time I make a tiny promise to myself that I will try to be active here.

So, a lot a lot a lot of things happened since 18th March (my last post). I turned 2. The day before my birthday happens to be the birthday of our dear Mother India. That day coming back from my aunt's place, I saw a towering building, decorated beautifully on the eve of independence with expensive lights and just in front of that building was a small boy, holding 5-6 Indian flags to sell, siting with tears in his eyes.
I do not know why he was crying but I know the reason is genuine and really painful. In a life where he probably doesn't go to bed with a full stomach, a life where he has never seen a hope of better living conditions, a life where he has been abused by others, a life where he is probably beaten everyday by a frustrated mother or a drunken father (if he is a little privileged to not be an orphan),  for him tears are not such a bad thing. But yeah it moved me and the curious Pankhuri inside me yearned to know the reason specifically.

Well, I couldn't but I thought of spreading some happiness among these poor children. My cousin and I contributed some money, bought biscuits and toffees and went to various slums in the city and gave them a small independence day gift.

It was good and gratifying but the question is - Is a one day kindness act by two girls sufficient????
The problem is colossal!!!
No matter what I am doing now and what have I achieved, I have a quality that I dream big. Yes people, my dreams are very big.
I really want to do something for these people so that their life takes a 180 degree turn. This thing is not just to write but what I feel actually from the insides.
I do not know what, how, when, where of my dreams but if God helps I want to do this.

Anyways, so I celebrated my birthday then exams came so suddenly and in such large number that it felt as if Tsunami has struck.

The exams were not as expected and not at all satisfactory. I think if I concentrate only on my short term problems then this is the NUMBER 1!!!!

I know it sounds lame and people would not want to believe me but the luck suddenly went against me.
Here, suddenly, I remember the day when we won the laptops. How in that quiz I suddenly knew the last, winning answer which was from the area about which we had 'equal to nothing' information -- sports and how on the day of my FMS exam I didn't attempt my strongest section -- English!!!!
This makes me wonder how small and powerless are we??? We are puppets in his hands and he is such a wonderful gamer.

Every plan failed, every decision had to be changed and straight from the top of the mountain I fell in a deep pit.

The future is so bleak that even a  torch's light cannot illuminate it sufficiently. But still I am positive, I don't know about what, but I am. I think I know it's just his another game. I kind of get this feeling that this has become his favourite game.

But, O my dear God, I want to tell you something " YOU WANT TO PLAY, PLAY. I DON'T CARE NOW. THERE WILL BE A DAY WHEN YOU'LL GET BORED OF THIS SEGMENT OF PEOPLE AND MOVE ON TO ANOTHER PEOPLE"

 Hey!!! Just now, while writing this, I understood the concept behind astrological science. Bad phase like sathe sati shani etc is when God is playing games with you and your life. Good phase is when God is tired of you and finds new people and lives to play with. YES!!! IT FITS PERFECTLY.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAYA :)


*You're my Honeybunch, Sugarplum

Pumpy-umpy-umpkin, You're my Sweetie Pie
You're my Cuppycake, Gumdrop
Snoogums-Boogums, You're the Apple of my Eye
And I love you so and I want you to know
That I'll always be right here
And I love to sing sweet songs to you
Because you are so dear*


It's the birthday of our THE JAYA and I wish her a very very very very happy birthday. Today, I have a lot of things to tell but lots of other things stop me from scribbling. 
But just to scribble something, I would like to say...ummmm...
Dear Jaya you are a great human being, very sweet and charming :) And i am proud to have a friend like you :) All the jokes that we have cracked and all the time we have spent together is special and pokes me with laughter because usually all the episodes regarding you are funnyyyyyy. :P Since its your 21st birthday (though I am still not able to understand why is it so special for you that you repeat it so often) I believe you'll do wonders this year.
I'm short of words right now (coz of the huge celebration we had, I'm tired...phew!!!) Will keep telling you about you whenever required till then enjoy and God bless you :)
Best wishes :)
Pankhuri :)
ONE MORE THING 
HAPPY B'DAY TO YOU
HAPPY B'DAY TO YOU
LA LA LA LA LA...
:)

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Life is the sum of all your choices

Its a long time since I've written anything. Its not that I didn't find anything worth writing, there were thousands of things which I wanted to jot down but a lot of things kept me away from writing. There's a famous saying "one can always take out time for something which he/she loves to do". So what should I infer from this, that I am not passionate about writing?
There is a question which is incessant in my mind always : Another famous saying "make your interest/hobbies/passion your profession". So the question is what should a person do if he/she has varied interests? If he/she has proved his/her worth in different fields? In such a case how to select one particular interest as your profession?
I (who is supposed to be a very sensible and mature girl) is in this dilemma since past 4-5 years.

My blog (if u have read it well) must have informed you that I have varied interests, I have participated in legions of competitions and events, not particularly of one field but of a wide variety. The certificates I have are a conglomeration of different denominations.
Please do not consider it as bragging but I have proved myself to be an admirable orator, a praiseworthy writer, a sterling singer, a commendable dancer, an adroit leader, have acumen and if I work a little hard then I have also produced impressive academic results.

From the time I started watching We the People, a show on NDTV 24*7, I became a fan of eminent journalist Barkha Dutt. It was titillating to watch her lead the live audience in grilling politicians and newsmakers about a topic of current interest. Be it the terror in the sub-continent, or be it the election battle in the political corridors of power, be it the effect of reality TV on society or be it politics in the age of TV...the debate never stopped.
I wanted to get into St. Stephen's College, not because it is one of the reputed colleges of India but because my inamorata had graduated from this college. Time passed away I got busy with different things this desire allayed. Only God knows how I got into engineering and today I am preparing for CAT.
Preparations are going on and are at its peak. There is usually no time after college, classes and studies but sometimes the desire to become the next Barkha Dutt impels. The desire to get into
IIMC or Jamia Millia Islamia stimulates. The desire to bring a revolution goads.
I don't want to regret my decision and my life when I become 60 years old. I don't know whether anytime in  life I'll be able to adjudicate or not.
"The hardest thing to learn in life is which bridge to cross and which to burn."  ~David Russell

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