I once died!

Seriously,I did.It was a slow death.Mind it,it was a ‘death’,not a murder.I don’t want to blame anyone for it.I died because of my own deeds,because of my own ignorance.

I was actually infected by a very strange disease.Scientists haven’t coined any particular word for this disease.That doesn’t mean that it wasn’t a serious infection.What is in the name-nothing at all!

This disease had sowed it’s seeds in my system long before I could realize.People warned me at every step to take care of myself or else I’ll land myself in a big trouble,for they knew how gullible and innocent I was.I failed to understand myself.I knew something was wrong;some foreign intrusion was taking place.But I didn’t know that it was also unstoppable.

It was growing:like the money plant in my house,like my fondness for chemistry,like the pile of medical books on my table,like the distance between me and….Yes,that was the point where I also stopped,only to realize what shit was happening.Then,I sat,pondered and made a study of the disease which was just just a hair breadth’s distance away from making a permanent home in my body.

Alas,it was too late.I consulted every doctor,every scholar,every philosopher…all in vain.Finally,I gave up.I knew I had very few days in my hand which I could,in no way,utilize to undo the past.I was helpless,weak and ‘out of gas’.

My story didn’t end in-so one day,even I was lying on my bed,staring up at the ceiling,I covered a long distance to heaven in a short time.Rather,I died while walking or dancing or staring at some teacher in class or in my thinking den…I don’t remember.But yes,I died.I realized that.

Couldn’t ask for more!!!!

My day started on a very dull note.I must say that i was capable of inducing all kinds of negativity in any person who dared to talk to me.But a generous soul that I am; i didn’t take any calls nor did i make one.One who wasn’t saved was my conscience,which,sadly,suffered from the atrocities of the day.

When i was at the verge of bringing hell down to earth,I felt a strong breeze on my face.Then,I heard a thunder…then saw a lightning!!!!What else could i ask for-My ‘best-est’ friend was about to arrive at any moment.I rushed to my veranda to welcome ‘it’ but not alone-with a cheese sandwich and a mug of juice.I was waiting patiently when ‘it’ was busy giving warning signal of ‘it’s’ arrival to the people by banging and shattering their windows and doors,and making way by sending them back into their houses.After much drama,’it’ finally arrives.oh sorry,I forgot to introduce him to you.Meet my friend who comes once in a year to meet me(i hate this thing about ‘it’)-Rain!!

 

We spoke for like 1hr as soon as it arrived.Without even listening to me,’it’ understood everything i wanted to tell since a very very long time.’It’ comes to meet me in Bangalore,too but there we can’t talk as freely enough as we do in Kolkata.

‘It’ is right in front of me,today!And i can’t tell you how happy I am.Even when ‘it’ leaves for some time,’it’ creates such an environment that I don’t feel it's absence.

One thing I dislike about my friend ‘Rain’ that it brings along with it some memories which i want to leave behind but can’t.It says that it is trying it’s level best to correct it’s drawback and I can see it’s progress.

Sadly,it will go in a matter of few days!Till then,I want to spend the maximum time talking to it and to no one else(@parents-now you know the reason behind this sudden change?!)

P.S. Please welcome my friend as heartily as possible when it comes to your home.It will transform your world,though for a short time.But believe me,you can live your entire life in that time. 

A journey from……

home to office to oxford to McDonalds to…….? No!!!! I’m talking about my journey from ‘Cloud Nine to Cloud Zero’.

Cloud 9-Cloud 5:It was around 6:35pm. I was waiting in my car for my brother to bring ‘ghundi’ for me.All of sudden,I get a call from Purna,my spanish class friend.I hate it when people call on my Bangalore number when I’m in Kolkata and expect me to receive their calls.This time I knew what awaited me and so I took the call.And so,started my ‘journey’. “Hey Shilpa,guess what”(…ya i know….still,go on….)”Everybody,but you,has joined the 2nd level and we are loving it.Why did you go to Kolkata,we are missing you.” I tried my best to sound happy for them but the girl that i am.

Cloud 5-Cloud 0:Conversation lasted for hardly 2.5mins.But it’s effect is still there.Poor Rohit(my bro)!He had to tolerate the lamenting and whining and crying of his heart-broken sister who ‘unluckily’ found and lost(generally,it’s the other way)the most lively and cheerful bunch of people she ever met(i mean in bulk).

As they say,’it’s very difficult to pen(type) down those moments of your life in 'which you lived to the fullest’.I agree,whole-heartedly.

But they also say ‘Real pleasure is the one which lasts for the shortest span of time'’.I agree,but i wish i could disprove it.

Jump Starting

I,ve been very irregular and irresponsible towards this blog of mine.In the recent past,I suddenly had so many people around me to vent out my feelings.And with that suddenness,they vanished.It seems that life is revising a particular lesson with me since about 3 yrs-'People will come and go,you can't stop them and keep them with you forever.So learn to move on.I'll be 'I hope this time i succeed to move on to my next lesson after passing this one.
I can guarantee that I'll be quite regular in posting from now on.That's because dis blogger has aquired her own laptop!!! Yeah Yeah!!!!!
I'll sign off now...I'll be back soon...Chao!

Great INITIATIVE Bangalore CCS Grads!

Wonderful to see that you guys have created a forum to take the discussion on social issues further.

It is good to see engagement of the people of Mumbai to keep up the pressure for reforms. though it's not clear what specifics should be done in police, intelligence gathering and usage, etc. What do you think should be done?

Mumbai Blast- Is it enough for us to wake up now?

I don't need to tell anyone now what am i actually talking abt. It's thr in every newspaper, on every channel n definitely alive in everybody's conversations. But what r v actually doin abt it? Readin, watchin n jus talkin abt it. Does dat help at all? Does dat mean dat like any other incident in the world, this blast will also c itself shiftin from pg1 to pg6 and then vanish as if nothin happened at all? Will dat console the weepin hearts of those who lost their dear ones?
If u hav logged on in this blog, den i assume ur ans wd def. be NO! But this again gives rise to yet another ques. What can v do abt it? I say, in our own small ways v can make a difference. V,in our institutions, can start creatin awareness among the ppl as to why hav v not been able to do anythng to combat terror n now, wat can v,the students, can do? My ISPP frnds don't need my speech now for dis. De very well know how to tackle such probs.
Dis is jus the beginnin. Let us meet up through dis forum n share our views on diff. eco. n pol. issues n in our own small ways, make a difference. I expect the same enthusiasm n willingness to be a part of this blog. Those who doubt their credibilities, plz dnt bother doin anythng.