These were a few lines that I penned a few weeks back, when time was on my side. If my diary is to be believed, it was the night of 27th January;I was waiting for the college to open,for I was damn bored at home. Here it goes,I hope u enjoy it:
I wish you could see U through my eyes,
feel my pulse while I see U and the time flies.
Watching I watch, a face that is over,
reality bites, a phase that is over.
I linger on.
I wish you could see U through my eyes.
Fingers moving rhythm in the air,
black ripples here and there.
A glance shed, a spot ignited,
rolling of eyes, to seek an eye that is there.
I linger on.
Effervescence, a champagne uncorked,
Dilemma, never a poet sought.
Mystic, is that a glass or a diamond?
an embrace, a few souls are in heaven.
I linger on.
I wish you could see U through my eyes,
Sun beams, its just a spotlight.
Moon shrinks, its afraid they may realise.
I linger on.
Like ash to fire,
and death to a war.
Like a smirk to sarcasm,
and a storm to a thunder,
I linger on.
I wish you could see U through my eyes.
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Spring Break and days so far!
This post comes after a long time. I have had a pretty hectic 2 months or so. There have been innumerable transitions. Some which I could embrace when they happened, some I might realise a few years down the line. I think this break(though only litreally!) will allow me to just relax a bit, reflect, contemplate and plan for the things to come ahead. One thing is for sure though; I have never felt like I deserved a break more than I do now in the past 4 years. This weekend was fun. We caught up on some Hindi movies. Though all of them turned out to be silly, I really relished the time that I spent with friends at home. We cooked elaborate meals, and spent hours; supplementing our meals with prolonged discussions.I shall try and update my invisible and (I hope not) imaginary readers.
February:
February was a month of vulnerability for me. There were times when everyone seemed right and then there were some when I felt the opposite. The first half was spent in finalising my courses. Like any other fresh incoming student, I had to fight many insecurities, overcome fears. Fear of being ridiculed, fear of uncceptability. I think I handled it pretty well. Mid-feb was more like a warm up zone. Since, I had my stuff sorted out, I just had to work. Being the begining of the sem and my added exuberence, I often felt that I wasn't putting in enough efforts as I was on the go, almost always.Valentine's day was a respite for me; as we went out for a night. Though nothing extravagant was done, but I enjoyed thoroughly.
March:
March was a month of extremities. I had multiple commitments. Being a new student here, I wanted to make sure that I wasn't recieved as a snob, for that I am not. So, I decided to take part in a duet dancing event for 'Indianite', which was scheduled for 10th March. It took quite some convincing and some gruelling wee hours of practice. My body cranked and rumbled, as I tried to move in sync for the most part of early March. I haven't danced in 6 years. To add to that, side-view now is more like my front view not to long ago. Nonetheless, we pulled off a decent performance,more of which has to be attributed to my dancing partner Aarti who inspite of being loaded with twice as much course work I am with, and also being a part of two other dances, gave a good performance. Paradise ended with advent of Sunday. For me, most part of Sunday was spent reminiscing and logginh on to Orkut. I din't want to let any 'congrats' unthanked. Sometimes these events get the kid out in you. Come Monday, and it was back to school, for I had a daunting Midterm staring at me on Tuesday. It went pretty well. It was followed by a midterm in the subject of Logistics. For the first time in my life I worked a straight 16 hrs, and I am proud of it.I never thought I could push myself so hard.
So there it is, my life through Feb and March, in a nutshell. Its really difficult to transcend the emotions attached with many of the actions that I narrated. It may seem a little bland, for many of aquaintances believe that life in the US revolves around visiting strip bars, getting drunk every weekend and getting lucky with local chicks. I don't blame them, I have had my days when I believed so myslef. I guess there is more to life here than that. Fine, u miss home, miss parents; I have had tears in my eyes at times when I had no one to sak me for food or cared to know how I was doing, in person. I can see myself to having grown from that situation, more independent, responsible and more aware of my own actions. Not that I wouldn't like to be pampered by my people when I return, but I guess they will recieve a lot more appreciation this time around, for I understand and value the efforts that go in to make someone feel like how I was made to feel, back home.
As for the Spring break, I plan to visit my cousin at New Jersey and I am sure its gonna be fun. Family,Worldcup, laughter, fun, good food and I hope some good liquor await me.
Cheers!
February:
February was a month of vulnerability for me. There were times when everyone seemed right and then there were some when I felt the opposite. The first half was spent in finalising my courses. Like any other fresh incoming student, I had to fight many insecurities, overcome fears. Fear of being ridiculed, fear of uncceptability. I think I handled it pretty well. Mid-feb was more like a warm up zone. Since, I had my stuff sorted out, I just had to work. Being the begining of the sem and my added exuberence, I often felt that I wasn't putting in enough efforts as I was on the go, almost always.Valentine's day was a respite for me; as we went out for a night. Though nothing extravagant was done, but I enjoyed thoroughly.
March:
March was a month of extremities. I had multiple commitments. Being a new student here, I wanted to make sure that I wasn't recieved as a snob, for that I am not. So, I decided to take part in a duet dancing event for 'Indianite', which was scheduled for 10th March. It took quite some convincing and some gruelling wee hours of practice. My body cranked and rumbled, as I tried to move in sync for the most part of early March. I haven't danced in 6 years. To add to that, side-view now is more like my front view not to long ago. Nonetheless, we pulled off a decent performance,more of which has to be attributed to my dancing partner Aarti who inspite of being loaded with twice as much course work I am with, and also being a part of two other dances, gave a good performance. Paradise ended with advent of Sunday. For me, most part of Sunday was spent reminiscing and logginh on to Orkut. I din't want to let any 'congrats' unthanked. Sometimes these events get the kid out in you. Come Monday, and it was back to school, for I had a daunting Midterm staring at me on Tuesday. It went pretty well. It was followed by a midterm in the subject of Logistics. For the first time in my life I worked a straight 16 hrs, and I am proud of it.I never thought I could push myself so hard.
So there it is, my life through Feb and March, in a nutshell. Its really difficult to transcend the emotions attached with many of the actions that I narrated. It may seem a little bland, for many of aquaintances believe that life in the US revolves around visiting strip bars, getting drunk every weekend and getting lucky with local chicks. I don't blame them, I have had my days when I believed so myslef. I guess there is more to life here than that. Fine, u miss home, miss parents; I have had tears in my eyes at times when I had no one to sak me for food or cared to know how I was doing, in person. I can see myself to having grown from that situation, more independent, responsible and more aware of my own actions. Not that I wouldn't like to be pampered by my people when I return, but I guess they will recieve a lot more appreciation this time around, for I understand and value the efforts that go in to make someone feel like how I was made to feel, back home.
As for the Spring break, I plan to visit my cousin at New Jersey and I am sure its gonna be fun. Family,Worldcup, laughter, fun, good food and I hope some good liquor await me.
Cheers!
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