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INDIA

             -A Nation where Pizza reaches home faster than Ambulance and Police!

                   A nation where you get Car Loan @ 6% but Education Loan @ 12%!
                   A nation where Rice is Rs.4 but Sim card is Rs.10!

A nation where people standing at a tea stall reading an article in a newspaper about child labour can be heard saying "Yaar, bacchho se kaam karwane walo ko to faansi pe chadha dena chaahiye" (People who use child labour should be hanged) and then they shout "Oye, CHHOTU 3 chai la!" (Hey Chhotu, get us three teas - Chhotu being a nickname for a young boy and used as a surrogate for ‘waiter’).

The cut off score.

Sitting on a chair, gazing at the books ahead on the table, mind getting tensed about the results which are gonna wreak a havoc in my life. My attention seeking book, looking at me desperately, as if asking me to read it, play along with it. My brain not giving a shit busing in constructing the scenarios after the result.
*beep* *beep* *beep*. My idiotic cell-phone rings and displays the notification of me being tagged in a note. *Sigh*
Another note.
Another long post.
*beep*beep**beep*. Friend-Do like and comment on the note. Thanks :)

Welcome to the Facebook generation, where people would kill for likes and comments to their posts/nots/status/photos, whatever.

So, taking this as an opportunity to divert my mind from the deadly scenarious my brain coming up with, I decided to give the note a try.
Following was the note.

Sunburn

Being one of the lucky few, me and my friends including Ritvik Gautam and Ashmita srivastava got the free VIP passes to the SUNBURN festival in Goa.Having finished with our exams,we decided to make the best out of this amazing opportunity and the next day we were on our way to GOA- THE BEACH CAPITAL OF INDIA. We went in our car, and the way the roads paved around the mountains, with trees on each side, it felt like a journey to heaven. The journey was fun, and the anticipation of the festival made it more enriching.

Soon having reached Goa, we decided not to waste time, and checking quickly into a Hotel, raced off to the the nearest beach.

Blue sky, scorching sun, blistering heat, people walking barefooted enjoying the feel of the wet sand in their feet, some lazying around on the beach chairs, under the palms enjoying the children making sandcastles, young ups playing water sports, taking dives to cool themselves off. This was just a regular day on the Anjuna Beach in Goa in the middle of summer. 

Sunset

A large drop of sun lingered on the horizon and then dripped over and was gone, and the sky was brilliant over the spot where it had gone, and a torn cloud, like a bloody rag, hung over the spot of its going. And dusk crept over the sky from the eastern horizon, and darkness crept over the land from the east

Closed eyes, cool breeze, evening time, sunset as a view, millions of thought racing past. This was the scene I experienced a few days ago. Feet playing with the wet sand, breeze messing with the hair, and all kind of imaginations getting worked up inside the mind. Complete peace bestowed upon me. All the worries inside me started to fade away along with the sun, it was as if the SUN was going down taking all my worries, insecurities  regarding what lay ahead in my life, and all the weights that kept my mind occupied and made me feel heavy for the past few weeks were finally going down and leaving me calm and at peace. I felt in a world far far away from the real place. A place where people wouldn't be judged on how they look, which color they are, how much marks they score. A place where everyone is happy, helping, caring and nurturing. But sadly there is no such place. Sometime just sitting there makes you feel like no one can ever break you from inside, play with your emotions, and you shall remain strong as ever.

A moment to remember

“We'll be Friends Forever, won't we, Pooh?' asked Piglet.Even longer,' Pooh answered.” 

This was the promise being made by everyone around as they were getting ready to meet each other for the last time. Some with tears, choked throat, wet eyes, constantly reminiscing the old moments, the time they had spent together, the fun they had, the classes they bunked, the punishments they survived together, the lectures they attended, the mid-night talks they had, the constant fights and patch-ups, the joyful rides, the sharing of food, asking for money, the memories that flooded through their minds kept their lips sealed from saying the ultimate word "BYE". Yes this was the scene of the ending moments of the farewell of my 12th grade. The year slipped by quickly, and we were left gasping and wondering about the notion'TIME FLIES WHILE HAVING FUN"

The realization that this was the last time any of us would be attending school was finally sinking in. What a momentous year it had been. Bang on from the first day we knew that fun had no limits this year, we were the kings and the school became our kingdom. Students gave two hoots about what teachers scolded for, they were just busy in making THE FINAL YEAR worth it.

And then the bell went off, students were handed out their admit cards, were wished luck by the teachers, and then in the hall students were given 5 minutes of themselves. Bear hugs all around, promises ranging from 'FRIENDS FOREVER" to "ATLEAST MEETING ONCE A YEAR" to "ALWAYS BEING IN CONTACT" were being made. The school uniforms were being signed by each student, tears flowing uncontrollably, the sadness engulfed everyone around and this amount of silence was never to be seen in the 2011-2012 batch of CLASS XII.

This was day that will always be embedded deep inside my heart, for these were the days that i am really gonna miss when i will be grown up.

AS GANDHIJI ONCE SAID:

“There are no good-byes, where ever you'll be, you'll be in my heart.”

delayed results

These things happen rarely, but when they do, they generate enormous amounts of happiness. As the title suggests, my results have been delayed for about a week...!! So i get another week, before getting compared to other students, get scolded for my marks by the teachers, parents and relatives, high five all my classmates who have scored lower than me, swear at the people who score more marks etc. Results have something which bring out all the feelings inside a person, be it happiness, anger, sadness, or whatnot. Even though sometimes the delayed results increases your anxiousness of your performance, but sometimes it just better to let some things be just a secret.

introduction

A fresh start. After being introduced into the blogging world by Ritvik Gautam, it caught me in its web. Reading all sorts of blog, getting to know different type of people, getting introduced to different and efficient styles of writing attracted me. So i thought why not i also start a blog. So here i am unravelling and unfurling the mystries of life as i move travel in its journey. Hope you guys like it.