BRIDGES IN NATURE...

Patience speaks of the days spent,
Impatience cries out for the days ahead.
Imagination- a bridge- says it all.
What is spent, had been an imagination.
What is coming, will be an imagination.
The lovely wonders of patience is incalculable.
The horrible tragedies of impatience is unforeseen.
Patience is a golden gift,
Impatience- a foe in disguise.
Love depicts patience,
The otherwise is enmity, anger, distress ...

A Confusion Of Feelings

Love, true love, is that which can give the most without asking or demanding anything in return


O Rose, thou art sick!
The invisible worm
That flies in the night,
In the howling storm
Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy.
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.
- William Blake.


Love is a four letter word controlling the five letter world. The inability of the animals having an extra sense to differentiate between love and lust causes to induce in oneself heartless if not, grave decisions.


This poem by William Blake brings out the intense confused inner feelings of a guy. The poem starts with the description of a girl as beautiful as the rose, who goes by the name of Rose. The guy is shocked to know the girl is not in good health. He describes himself as one among the many lovers of Rose and is almost not visible if not invisible to her. Unable to accept the fact that Rose doesn't even realize his existence and confusing his inner feelings, he turns into this unwanted creature wanting his love to be something of existence. He desires his love to be something as beautiful as crimson, the color of love and beauty. He is totally obsessed with her beauty which makes him so angry that she doesn't notice him. He is filled with all sorts of mixed emotions which watered by his obsession of Rose grows into this tyranny of thoughts and adds to the storm raging in him, thus poisoning his mind. He decides to be no longer the invisible worm. He goes to discovering Rose's place and finds her sleeping in her bed. The blinding emotions leads him to killing her unreasonably. And thus his dark and secret love leads to destroy the one he loved or thought he loved. The last line reveals a complete new meaning of the feelings experienced by the guy. Dark and secret love is the same as having 'nolove' at all because love is never dark and secret but always pure. The emotions were not love but lust. The guy's ignorance to differentiate between the two cost the life of the one he thought he loved.


The poem inter-relates the three words sin - lust - death. The lust over Rose made(forced) the guy to kill the girl. Killing of a person, here the girl, brought about the death of her. And killing itself is defined as a sin. Pure love wont expect any recognition, it lives to its own existence.


"The only reward for love is the experience of loving"

SOUGHT N' SUCCEEDED!!!

Am on d seventh heavens of happiness. I finally found d right people around me. The subject that i loved most n' had opted for on d advice of a mentor, I discovered some really kool frenz. College is like real fun now!

Messing up notes, or bunking classes, or proxies or wateva...all are done in its extremity...yet our feet are still on firm ground. We keep up with the goings on in the class, yet enjoyment is at its fullest. Welcome for us fresherz is still to come and we are awaiting it with baited breath, yet nervous about the ragging business. hehe...

Everybody suggests that just the 1st yr shall be fun and it will wear off as time wears off. But as long as i have such frenz wimme, i dun thnk such a criteria shall never pop up.One of my very good frenz 4m pune says he really enjoyed his 4 whole years of engineering college at manipal n' still cudnt get enough of it. I hope to enjoy the way he did, though not as much.:D

Lets see what these three bring up in my life...

MY VERY 1ST DAY IN COLLEGE...

Senior college - an unexpected demeanour since i never thought i would go through this experience, my future plans being something entirely different. Nevertheless, i opted for my favorite subjects- english n' psycho..n' headed for day 1 into the vast college of academics...my speciality...in2 arts.

Nervous as I was, I required someone to accompany me into the college campus...an old friend did. No ragging, no tensions. 2-3 days into the college n' i realised my friend n' her group are d boring sort according to my tastes, always bunking classes, masti, gossip n' what all crap. Just the right temperament u need 2 mess up ur graduation, n' later, ur career! I'm stuck with them! Try as I might, me cant get myself outta this quicksand. Really pissed off, uff!!! N' even if i try 2 mix wid other ppl, am termed as a "double cross", now i dunno how that happened!!!!lolz...

Anyways, today me completed one whole week in the college, n' really irritated, dunno how to handle three whole years!!!Me planning to bury myself into books, thats all...what say?

AN UNSPEAKABLE CRY!!!

Thy heart's sombre emotions,
all the way growing stronger...
a drop now, an ocean then,
it never seems to die.
It calls out, for its aching heart
is melting up, up and away...
So much for the pain!
Wont I meet you again?
An emotional stress, an aesthetic feeling,
something tells me you are around,
to my heart you are duty bound.
Wont thou ever be mine?
Emotion calls from its highest peak,
Love is there, strong but bleak.
Atheist are you, to my feelings?
Ignorant are you, of my pain?
Oh come now!Enough of the game...
Lets start...all over again.
Something seems to die in me,
Something seems to churn.
Ah!the pain it takes,
to go on and on and on...
Oh come now!Enough of the game...
Lets start...all over again...

A TRIP 2 CHERISH...

24th june, 2007

we had our get together party through RACE. a team of specially selected60 including 15 teachers n' 45 students 4m different schools of bbsr, d capital of orissa who went to a trip 2 bangalore, ooty, mysore n' kodaikanal on a cultural exchange tour, a trip 2 remember...
so the 15 day trip ended, we were back safely home on 17th june, 2007, early morning at 4am...ah!bit 2 early!!!hehe
anyways, we all missed d mates so much that the president of RACE arranged a get together again...so it was 2day...ah!!!d giggling n' pleasurable screaming of d gals n' coll hi's 4m d guys...everybdy's faces pasted wid long smiles...lolz...
we got 2 c d dvd dat was shot during our trip...reliving d 15 days...it was fun!!!
so now as yet another year of trip is over, we await d next years trip...goggling our ears at what place we might get 2 go...still in wait...impatiently...

AM OFF THE HOOK...OR SO I FEEL

ah! after much tut-tutting wid mum that i cant do well in science but she thinking otherwise and after finally messing up 12th(reading science, grr!) now its me back again to study wateva i wanna...dats wat my mum said at least...n' dat too wid an ultimatum..."beware!if u dun do well in arts!!!" pah!!!how cum d odds r always thr? n' d cards r always d parents' way?
well, i still trust myself much better in arts...bt then yet another problem pops up...due 2 d indecipheringly good result in 12th, nt many colleges here would accept me as their worthy student, so wat am i gonna do? beg n' pray to take me in? now who do i plan 2 land the blame on? myself? maybe so, coz i could have studied better!
studied better? in the subjects i didnt have interest in? preposterous! u dun get 2 choose when it cums 2 studies!!!u just....STUDY!!!is dat ryt?
oh gawd!am in a dilemma!!!anyways, wateva may be d case, i still hav got a poor result n' when i wanted 2 to do journalism, i am landed up in BA...well i still shall enjoy it, but the admissions...uff!!!its all goes in circles!!!whr am i land in? am jus' goin' round n' round....wat a lyf!!!

TAGGING ME...OR TEACHING ME TO DIE?

Hey kuntal, aur koi mila nahi kya? Am not so well informed abt these stuffs man! Let alone specify wid only my name initial!!!anyways, lemme try bt i gs i shall skip most of them...



Here are the rules: Use the 1st letter of your name to answer each of the following. They MUST be real places, names, things...NOTHING made up! If you can't think of anything, skip it. Try to use different answers if the person before you had the same 1st initial. You CAN'T use your name for the boy/girl name question.So here it goes...



Your Name: Varsha



Famous Singer/Band: VIVA

4 letter word: Veet(lolz...achanak se soojha)

Street: Vinson street

Color: Violet(well i do luv purple)

Gifts/Presents: Vampire shaped dolls(lolz!now dats 2 much!)

Vehicle: V

Things in a Souvenir Shop: Vase

Boy Name: Vignesh

Girl Name: Vidya

Movie Title: Vaada

Drink: Vodka

Occupation: Vodka seller(aur kuch dimag me aaya nahi)

Flower: Violets

Celebrity: Vidya Balan

Magazine: V

U.S. City: Victoria Island

Pro Sports Teams: no idea

Fruit: is thr any fruit starting wid "V"?

Reason for Being Late for Work: Validity period ended 4 my mobile, so stopped 2 recharge

Something You Throw Away: Vermillion

Things You Shout: Vords

Cartoon Character: Venessa(archie's gf)

whew!!!dat was difficult...i tried my best...nw its tym 2 irritate others...

i tag kevin, vignesh, xavier, aditya, sumit, isha, saswat, aashi n' amit bhaiya.

*TWELVE DAYS OF BOREDOM, NOW I CAN BREATHE!*

As i had blogged earlier, i had been 2 my native place 2 attend weddings...pah!wat a holiday in d sweltering heat!!!Anyways, i just came back today...speding 12 boring days in my village...had loadsa cousins bt cudnt bring myself 2 communicate wid 'em, nt dat i had never talked 2 them...bt i felt pretty awkward...dunno y?dats nt lyk me...bt then thr r lotsa stuff in lyf u never unstand...just spent tym reading hp7 on my laptop...nuffin' bad...but mere chashme ka number badh gaya..lolz...wat else 2 say?umm..none i guess...chao 4 now then...

TOMORROW STARTS BOREDOM

Well guys, mind not working perfectly clear 2 write anyfin' at all..havent even thought wat 2 write..jus' scribbling on...2moro starts boredom,yes! gotta go 2 d village, dress up cordially,attend weddings, grin, be gud 2 people...gracious compliments....yuck!!!!!!!!i am fed up!!!
i dun lyk all dat! then y am i 2 go thr at all? d old stuff man!!!please people!!!bt hey!y please others???

hang on!who r "others"???they r my own grandparents!!n' i luv them...ok fyn granpa!!!am coming wid u..happy???grr!i do feel lyk dressing up in baggy jeans or cargo's 2 d weddings bt dat in a village????2 much man, 2 much!

n' 2 add fuel 2 d fire, viggy calls me up n' says...do post a blog abt d village trip...man!wat do i post? wanna make people know how i hate being trodden abt lyk a doll, all dressed up??eeeeeeeeeew!!!call this attitude...do i care?bt wateva it is guys..do pray 4 me...coz..weddings!!!in this heat????gross!!!

*WHICH IS THE GREATER SEX???*

Now that puts me in2 a dubious confusion.
the thing is, 2day as i came online in d morning, i met a senior 4m my skool(one i passed out 2yrs bak). we were jus' having a random conversation when dunno how, the thots n' discussions drifted over to who is of the greater sex? a guy? or a gal?
now u see that's a difficult question when viewed 4m every aspect, but to simplify things i must let u knw that v were discussing which sex is more committed towards a relationship- devoted towards his/her spouse.
The question might seem simple, but the answer is pretty difficult to have. v cant safely assume that,"yes!guys ditch a lot more than girls do!" or 4 dat matter, "gals can never make up 4 d commitment given by guys."
therez no specific answer to it. so my question is, how can anybody fathom the answer with so much clarity? person of one sex regards that of the other with discrimination on this basis...now how can they be so sure as2 who is more committed n' who is not?yes i agree, pitfalls come in everybody's life, but is it right to blame it on d whole community?

LIFE-a question unanswered

Life is a mixture of feelings, of emotions,
overgrown thoughts and people overjoyed and,
people heartbroken...
What is life?
The fulfillment... or the helplessness...
the feel or the heartlessess...
Life is a game to play,
a reality to awaken,
a falsehood to live through...
The extravagant enigmas of life-the people
are jus' like virus
over the beauty of life.
Life...sometimes a lot...
n' then sometimes...NULL-VOID-EMPTY!
Why do we live?
Why are we here?
Not a soul can answer.
Still they live through this
unknown blunder...
a misconception called LIFE...

*SO STARTS ANOTHER TIRING DAY*

sum ppl really r adamant actually REMINDING me 2 write blogs...now dun they hav better things to do?well, thanx 2 them i can continue "blogging"..hehe
can u imagine starting a day cleaning up the whole house?unless u r a homemaker or sumfn', dat is...now dats how my day started off 2day..n' mind u, am none of the above...gruesome start i wud call it in this sickening heat...eeew!
all i needed was a bath bt then...wat am obsessed wid...d urge 2 go onlyn...n' i got stuck 2 it...n' am still stuck here...dunno when am gonna b cleaned..bt my mind's refreshed all right....a boring way 2 start..bt yea..so starts another day!!!

n' am NOT gonna 4give my frnd 2 remind me always...

HOW CAN LIFE BE SO CONFUSING!

urgh!2day itself i had more of an arguement wid a frdn regrading these blogs..tym n' again i tell him i hav no idea abt them bt then, wud he listen?so here goes, another crap filled para...so u c...he asked me 2 do a dare...i kinda "bended" d rules a bit....expected him 2 get angry, as i do wid him...bt he kept his kool!!! n' mera plan gaya pani mein!cheh!so u c...am d most impatient person ever knwn u c, i never can win over his ideas...2 odd as they r..bt still, they stand strong 4 him...people can b so adamant on their thots n' beliefs, cant they?

I CRAVE FOR YOU...COME TO ME...

Thou seem so near,
Thou are so far,
I cannot make out,
this uncertain star.
I think I can have you,
But then I change my mind.
You are just a hallucination,
one of my unborn creation.
You are not alive,
I live by your dreams.
You seem so real,
Why arent you here?
My heart feels for you,
Is your reality a misconception?
I say I crave for your being,
your existence,
of you being there for me...
Thou seem so near,
Why are thou so far?
Come to me...
Come to me...
Come to me...

REALITY

A feeling, an emotion, a distress;
an unreliable fantasy.
a beauty, a disgrace;
a friend, a backstabber;
a lover, an overseer...
the list...is endless.
The truth lies not in seeing,
but in believing the unseen seen...
Turn your thoughts to belief,
your outlook becomes inexplicable...
turn it towards myth,
and you are counted among the under-rated;
among the unknown knowledgeables.
You are gallant, but stupid;
you are graceful, yet awkward;
you are sawed between two different worlds:
THE TRUTH AND THE MYTH...
REALITY beckons u.........