LOST!!!

Lost in the wilderness of the trees…

Lost in the greeneries of paddy fields…

Lost in the blueness of the skies, the seas…

Lost in the freshness of the morning sea breeze…

Lost in the stillness of the time…

Lost in the dreams of the unknown frontiers of the mind…

Lost as down the sun goes…

Lost in the mysteries of the cosmos…

Lost in the kohl of the eyes…

Lost as each second flies…

Lost in your arms, baby,

Lost in your arms…….

IT'S THAT DAY...

It’s that day of the year
The one in love eagerly longs for,
Cards flying here, there, everywhere…

To be with someone you love,
To be in their arms,
To feel each other’s hearts beat
With a blink of an eyelid.

It’s that day of the year,
When love fills the air,
Caress the strings of each one,
Like a gentle breeze,
And infatuates the secret admirer.

It’s that day of the year,
When heart desires,
When lust gives course,
When romance carves its own way.
For someone to be in the midst of mania,

It’s nice to have someone near

Those DAYS

4 hot seasons of summer gone by…
4 chilling winters gone by…
Sweating out in the hot sun…
Sleeping inside the blanket…
Those days have gone by…

Ragging by the sophomores,
Ragging the freshman,
Drafter in one hand and piles of notes in the other,
Those notes have gone by…

Walking in the rain,
Wetting those black shoes,
3-4 under the same small umbrella,
Trying not to get wet but alas,
Those rains have gone by…

4 friends sharing the same room,
Sharing each other’s secrets,
Sharing those precious moments,
Those moments have gone by…

Going out on a treat,
With someone or other, the ‘bakra’
Eating as if not eaten for an eternity,
Those seconds have gone by…

Sometimes overwhelmed with joy,
Other times sulking with sorrow,
Laughing like a mad person,
Crying like a baby,
Those emotions have gone by…

Listening to those long pathetic lectures…
Those viva sessions, exams…
Thank god,
Those days have gone by…

Eyes..

Eyes-windows of our mind and heart. Beacons that allow us to gaze and understand the things around us-good and bad, love and hate, peace and violence, lust and passion and most importantly emotions. Eyes give us an account of one's body language and attitude.

Though they help us in conveying our feelings, it is sometimes the feelings of the ones you love that really matter the most. BLUE EYES, GREEN EYES, BROWN EYES- all have their unique characteristics. Blue eyes remind you of the blueness of the sky and the sea. Vast emptiness of blue covering the earth-both in space and on the land. Green eyes remind me of the greenery that surrounds us. Both of these being rare, makes us that much more curious towards the concerned person. Brown eyes, the most common available, also have their own charisma.

Girls (nothing against anyone though) have unique ways and techniques to make those eyes all the more special. With all those "kajal" and "mascaras", they beautify their eyes by sitting endlessly in front of the mirror trying to get the perfect result. A beautiful pair of eyes coupled with a thin line of 'kajal' makes me go week in the knees. Those INTOXICATING eyes- feels as if they are going to gobble me up, take me to another world. It's a different world that exists inside those eyes. Full of expectations, full of love, full of romance...

"Nazar hai kajal se dhaki hui

Nasha hai inme bhari hui

Doob jane do hame is nashe main

Kya pata le jayegi yeh hamein kahan"

But sometimes, it really hurts that people having sight cannot see the good things that surround them. Think of the people who do not have the privilege of seeing things, seeing the ones they love, seeing the beautiful earth covered in a green carpet,,,,

Dec 6th-08-A TR8

[THIS BLOG WAS WRITTEN ON 6TH DEC-08 IN ANOTHER BLOG..THIS IS A COPY PASTE OF IT]
Sorry for the longgggggggggggg delay...well,its been a while since my last blog...busy with campus placements and classes as usual...7th semester over and glad that i got not one but 2 jobs-Vedanta Aluminium Ltd and Jindal Stainless Ltd....This sem has been one of the best sems of the 4 years in NIT Rourkela.

Classes & placements going side by side,the only problem was attendance (that too 85%). But that was also taken care off thanks to our Prof. who were really cool and understanding. Can u believe 100% attendance in the classes even if one has attended just 4-5 classes in the whole semester..Hats off to Prof. of Mechanical Engineering Department at NIT ROURKELA...they rock.

The winter vacations have started and to say, this is my last winter vacation i.e of 1 month..well, want to make most of it..and it has started on an unusual note..

Arrived at CUTTACK on 3rd and that too landed at the train station at 4:45 in the morning.Can u believe it? in my 4 years, never has the train left rourkela at the right time and landed at cuttack also at right time and that too at platform number 5...just could not believe my eyes and mind..well,kudos goes to LALU...mum was also shocked to see me arriving so early in the morning.

2 days went by..only soinggg, soinggg, soinggg...and net karinggg (well,this 'ing' thing just crept into my mind)...then came today..saturday...dec-6th, 2008...well the day might not be special to many but it was for me...
going on a tr8 is not a big thing in an engg institute but for me todays tr8 was something special..well that too with a girl..my school friend from nursery...had no contact with her since 8th standard...

To be frank, i have never gone a one on one tr8 with a girl and when she came,i felt really awkward..and i cant tell u how i felt on seeing her after so many years..i didnt know where to start..what to tell..what not to tell...it was like i was searching for words to tell and she was constantly asking me not to be conscious..but here i was..as conscious as ever...not even in my campus interviews have i felt such helplessness...my lips dried up...my mouth just could not talk...it was as if i was just in a desert longing for water...she kept looking at me straight and here i was,looking all around except at her.She was her normal self..i dont know what happened to me at that point?

So,here i was.with a girl (whom i regard as my mirror image in terms of understanding)..searching for the 26 alphabets and in-numerable words that are there in the english dictionary (they never come up at the right time)...she must have felt a little bit bore as i was itself feeling it.But gradually, this feeling passed by and here we were talking about school days...close friends..etc etc.

To say, it was a treat would be an understatement.It was as if i had found something that i had lost years ago.So, a special day, a special TR8 with a "Special Friend"