on Tuesday, August 21, 2007

In the silence of the beautiful night,
I slept carefree in wondrous delight,
In the morning of the summer spring,
I could hear my placid heart sing,
In the midst of the engaging day,
I smelled the happiness right away,
Watchin the charm of quiet twilight,
I saw the colors of joy so bright,
And then as the tired sun dropped dead,
I felt the comfort from toe to head,
Up again rose the starry night,
I sensed happiness hold me tight,
and all the while from dusk to dawn,
and then to dusk and on and on,
I nibbled the joy that life delivers,
for comes the warmth, come shall the shivers.

on Monday, August 20, 2007

A Wait

Unsaid words wait for a depth to fill
Unshed tears wait for a tide and a sea to mingle
Unshared emotions wait for a mirror to reflect

Less traveled paths wait for souls to walk again
Memories unforgettable wait for moments to become alive again
A Boulevard of broken dreams waits for hands to make a home again.

on Monday, August 06, 2007

Changed times

Arrival of new freshers in hostel has always been a welcome thing to look after. But things have changed because administration at IIT Delhi doesn’t want to continue trends now because they think that the so-called interaction( don’t mistaken with ragging) harasses them , don’t let them study , spoil their grades. As if we are stupid enough to waste our time to come and interact with them when there are lot many better things to do in life. Today evening only, I was just asking the name of my dept batch mates from a fresher who are supposedly her fourth year seniors and I asked her to go and look on the notice board and learn the names. And to my wonder , some 2nd yearites told me that she is crying near the notice board. I was shocked and felt a little sad for her that she might be nervous and took her out with me for ice-cream. But she was quite opposite to what I thought and gave me some good back answers also when I was trying to explain her how to cope with the system here. But I chilled her out and brought her back .And as I stepped in the hostel , proc team was already there scolding my friends that we were taking intros by making the freshers stand and this is harassment………what bullshit was this. This is what we get being in 4th yr. We brought chocolates for these so nice juniors of ours to make them feel some affinity towards us and all we get is amazing blow of back answers and not even a little respect. This is what the system wants ,to turn them into complete strangers in a place where we live like siblings. We didn’t want to stake our degrees and so listened calmly to the proc team and she said what not to us. Who is she to scold us like this when we bear so much of the profs at IIT Delhi including abusive languages. All was enough for a day and we decided not to come back to interact with this kind of atmosphere. Things have changed a lot and this transition period will definitely be difficult to cope up with.