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Of Love

There are moments that cannot be penned down. They are too pious to be explained; they just need to be experienced. E ven if I had been a prolific writer, I would have failed to help you envisage what is described in the following post. But still I know many of you will recognize it for I hope that at some particular moment you might have gone through such a specific set of feelings which are so general to everyone who falls in love. I don’t know what they are termed, but there is definitely a trance involved, so let us for a moment accept the existence of the term: LOVE TRANCE . Butterflies dance in a frenzied way   Tension rises and fades away    Every second is felt through    So is the trance when I am with you. Every part of the body undergoes a strange sensation as if they are the chords which are being played. In a jiffy, there are butterflies that fly down in your guts in a frantic fashion and before you know it, you are no lo...

Pal O' Pal

Kung Fu Panda is a symbol for Swapnil Jha who resesmbles him closely In the midst of lonely strolls and when in my heart despair dwell you come along with contagious smile and now my friend all is well A few of us did meet as kids at a place we were sent to learn we kept running around in jolly moods reliving those moment are all i yearn Strangers we were when we began to talk You touched my soul with pristine heart All the fun and flukes we had and for a never ending journey, it was just a start Now when I remember those days the bunks ,cries , love and rave can't forget those songs we sung and dreams we chased, Thank you guys, a lonely child you really did save  

Moments of Bliss

And then night descends upon my mortal self, my soul transcends to that new world Where your giggles are melodies that leave me in trance and our soul intertwine in an eternal dance. And then we weave together a wonderful dream Lost I am and lost you seem Then boundaries are forgotten of time and space All I can imagine is your beautiful face. In that world you utter promises with doubts yet bold Knowing very well how future unfolds,   Scared that tides may wash away the moments we share, Still then trying to enjoy the times when I am there. So before you suddenly begin to ponder those unknown apprehension I can just wonder, I want to press my lips on yours and kiss, Oh, I will be there forever and ever and so will be these moments of bliss.

Array of Chaos Part 1: IDENTITY

There are few moments in life you always despise, the moments when you can’t interpret your own thoughts, you can’t identify with yourself. This article is written in one of such weak moments, since these moments are characterized by the fuzziness of thoughts which offer no such underlying relations, thus the article lacks a unifying theme in itself and is more of a realization of various unrelated emotions. This is first part of the article which has been trisected. # IDENTITY T wo years have passed since I have joined IIT Roorkee, but this was enough for me too appreciate an irony of life. No matter how many people you are surrounded with, there will be times when you’ll be made aware of your solo existence, about the perennial loneliness.  When you look around you can’t relate to the horde that surrounds you. With everyone having their own, obviously varying, perception of this world, it’s too difficult to commune with people due to such differences i...

Array of Chaos Part 3: GOD

There are few moments in life you always despise, the moments when you can’t interpret your own thoughts, you can’t identify with yourself. This article is written in one of such weak moments, since these moments are characterised by the fuzziness of thoughts which offer no such underlying relations, thus the article lacks a unifying theme in itself and is more of a realisation of various unrelated emotions. This is the third part of an article which has been trisected. #GOD Is there a God? Again a paradox, sometimes I wonder whether everything is ambiguous in life or is there definitive reality. Even this can lead to a debate of illusion and reality. May be this is the reason I m so fascinated by life there are several questions which appear so simple but everyone has his own answers , all those answers are correct. You don’t have to follow a set of defined procedure to reach the solution; life on the other hand gives opportunities to explore your own solution which is d...

Array of Chaos Part 2: LOVE

There are few moments in life you always despise, the moments when you can’t interpret your own thoughts, you can’t identify with yourself. This article is written in one of such weak moments, since these moments are characterized by the fuzziness of thoughts which offer no such underlying relations, thus the article lacks a unifying theme in itself and is more of a realization  of various unrelated emotions. This is second part of the article which has been trisected #LOVE L ove always poses a pertinent question “Whether what I feel is love?” But then the question is ambiguous as we can never clearly state what love is; it’s just a word in its own, the emotions you associate with it truly defines what the word signifies for you and even then this definition is subject to modification for a person as well, ‘What we felt was a divine bond few years ago may seem like an infatuation later’. I can never be an authority to tell what love really is; maybe I still d...

In pursuit of dreams

N ot so long ago, I traversed a path pebbled though clear and towards a distant yet distinct future I did steer. Then the black clouds shrouded and black rain fell blackening all perceptions of the goal I held.  And thus were darkened all my dreams, my hopes, as I try to sail down a pitch black tunnel devoid of any rope that could guide me through these waves of uncertainties and despair that shake my soul with no hermit to save my self tormented by the wounds inflicted by my own  skepticism Just the belief of a better tomorrow helped me crawl in pursuit of my dreams. 

The Fear of Unknown

PART-I Once again being haunted by the same old queries, found myself standing in the realm of my self-conceived worries. I stared for long at the infinitely stretched ocean and yeah i did laugh being convinced it is far less deep than my array of thoughts. and nor is its turmoil greater than my heart's it seems. as you can see there its clashing waves but here its breaking dreams PART-II But then my gaze fell on distant stars and unscaled sky Was it goosebumps that I felt of my heart urging to fly As I began my journey to stars and my dreams became my wings of flight clearing away the mist of worries and castle of destiny came in my sight. now I knew no more i was naive nor was i incompetent, they were all fears of my heart. fear!!! that is prevalent, fear! that is perennial a fear that encases every golden start