Sunday, December 07, 2008

I Just Woke Up to Say I Love You

It started with the approach of adolescence, when the days became longer conforming to newfound expectations. Expectations to perform, to achieve a place in a good institute. Expectations that enervate vivacity from a adolescent mind. 

It was then you came with a whiff of positive energy. It was then, I dared to meet you not fearing the enigma that had haunted me for all my childhood days. It was you who made me understand that our present, not our worries about future actually decides our future.

Soon afterwards, I got admission in IT-BHU. Here our meetings became more longer and my affinity more stronger. We spent times together on lonely roads amid high trees and majestic buildings who listened to our serenades and made us feel like king and queen of a vast state. Here you introduced me to new friends with whom we spent great time. We laughed, we sighed; we celebrated, we cried; we played, we read; we talked, we listened; we watched, we sang; we ran, we walked,we slept; we drank, we ate, and we breathed together. I knew that they also adored you, but I was also sure that my devotion far exceeds their affection. 

Days fled by and I got a job in NCR, India. Here in this cosmopolition, in crowd of tens of millions, I found myself alone like never before, staying away from my family and friends. Sure I found new friends, but it was you who spared me time whenever I felt lonely, inspite of the remodeling of the vast empire with high trees and majestic buildings into office enclosure with computers and computers. Your presence always gave me precious times to face difficult situations.

It would fill volumes, if I start describing your beauty, so in adoration i would just add the following line. It is said that night is darkest before the dawn, but i say, "You look most beautiful when you leave, sparing us a fresh impetus to work throughout the day and an incentive to wait for our next date".

Sunday, March 30, 2008

Hello Readers.............
it's been nearly 2 years since i created my profile on Blogspot.....but have waited for a perfect topic to write on.......
today suddenly it struck to me that when "Perfection is Not Perfect in itself, how can any topic be".....and lo you are reading my first post....

The concept of 'Perfection is not perfect in itself'.........comes from a Hindi poem in which a line read "jab poornata swayam me poorna nahi hai.........". Though I read this poem back in my school days and even remembered this line for all these years.......I never followed it, at least to start anything new. At end of everyday i thought, even while writing this post i am thinking........ 'today is gone so why to worry about it, lets enjoy whatever time is left today, and i'll have my perfect start from tommorrow morning'.........the perfect start was supposed to be for....getting up early in the morning, IIT preparation, learning 10 new words, learning to drive car, getting to class on time, running, sitting, eating, speaking, sleeping........everything.....everything....except for dreaming......that from tomorrow morning......it will start.......but I guess that tomorrow morning never came....

But, if I look back, I lived every 'today' to its full extent.....because along with the start, the prerequisites for the start moved to tomorrow.....and also because I on every today I thought......'from tomorrow I will be dedicated to the new start so lets enjoy today....'. This all is something like 'haan manzil se behtar lagne lage hain raaste'.....

Ah! reading the above post....I would just say.....'it is as difficult for me to change as it is diffcult to improve Perfection'....

Animesh (Friend)