Sunday, June 28, 2009

Romantic.......Guess not?

Looks like the world in still in the after mirth of valentine's day . I don't perceive anything wrong in that. All through , I'd state that the world will still remain there until the next time the day arrives any way just so that i experience this genre too I shall write something nice mushy and all......




But let me warn seasoned romantic readers i am still an amateur and am bound to be frail with words .. please do overlook.

It started one , summer evening , the birds had just left for rest and one didn't seem to hear those sweet sounds of birds . The air smelled fresh after the light drizzle that had honored the earth by its graceful presence only minutes ago.

Reg was still pondering , alone in his room going over his routine thoughts , except that it had to be one of the new thoughts that grabbed his focus . Reg was waiting for his first day in Junior high to start ... like every other young man who waits patiently for a new bike or his first date will no less.

Reg woke up early the next morning set into his monotonous routine of brushing and bathing.
Reg had a peculiar way of bathing...... he'd start to draw his bath ... he'd walked down get the news paper......and walkback up in whcih time the bath would already be drawn........
He'd strip bathe a bucket full first followed by brushing his teeth and another bucket ..........

But , Reg broke his ordered monotonous life , because he couldn't wait to meet Selena...... the girl of his dreams .


Reg had seen Selena when he had first entered junior high the previous year and his heart instantly jumped a beat. He knew someone like Selena had to have been made by God when he was extremely happy .... or when he had a lot of time at his disposal..... Will God has all eternity .. it had to be the first one.



Reg thought about Selena all the time ....... He felt that her smile radiated pure ecstacy and he knew that he wouldn't love anyone else ever...
(I personally think this reg dude needs a life)

Reg saw more of selena everyday , in his dreams , in the coffee shop , in his bathroom(Scary) , and in his lunch (Thts just plain weird).

Reg was no longer himself when he looked in the mirror it was not red that he saw but it was a man deeply in love with heartfelt feelings towards his only love. All his meditation had gone astray , he no longer had control over his emotions . He really neede to know what was in Selena's mind.

He finally mustered all his emotions strengths and feelings into one question (Good luck old chap) .
It was gym class and he knew that he had to choose a partner for his next routine , amd he knew who that would be.


In gym .........
He walked straight to the girl in long grey uniform tracks ( Lahame) , with long blonde hair , and a affable smile onto her, without even staling a glance towards the cute girl with black hair , unaware that she was waiting for Reg to approach her . She was just a taddy bit lean but her height would compensate that.
"Hey Samantha i want you to be my partner...."




Samantha was one of Selena's best friends and Selena trusted no one more than her , and she'd have it no other way. (By now u know what reg is getting at??? Rite .... well pucker up cause u really don't)

At the end of gym class , As Mr. Neil left the gym , Reg fell to his knees in front of the whole class and asked her out ........
Samantha was soo bedazzled , cause everyone in class knew about Reg's Alleged crush and Selena knew too ... Hence it came as a little surprise to everyone , Especially Selena who was heartbroken , because she had hoped that Reg would ask her out ..... Because she too harbored a crush on Reg.............

Samantha knew Psychology too well , to know why he had asked her out instead of Selena , she decided to play along.
In the following weeks , Reg spent most of his time with Samantha , flirting with her right in front of Selena , and more..........

Selena began to grow insecure .... She had to get Reg to notice her , she topped class once to impress Reg , but it seemed like he was least bothered.

Finally Selena couldn't take the pressurizer , she had to know what Reg was thinking , her mind was being ripped apart from the pain of her own internal conflict. She decided that it was upon her to take her first strides towards the new relation. She planned the proposal for weeks , finally she came up with a rather flashing idea came upon her , like being bestowed with that higher erudition one always longs for , That "Eureka" moment.

She had everything set right to give Reg the biggest Surprise of his life , and she was sure it would move him.

But on the other side of the story , Reg was growing increasingly intimate with Samanth . There began to rise a unique sense of longing or oneness with Samantha , he couldn't quite explain it , but it just happened.

Over the weeks Selena began to set her plans Straight , Reg was rather in the dark about his feelings for Samantha and Samantha was blissfully unaware of all that was happening........

After days of planning which seemed to stretch to weeks and then a month Selena had formulated the most faultless plan that she could come up with , and she knew that the time to carry out the plan would be at hand soon.

Prom was coming up and the college was in a big hustle , everyone moving everywhere asking anyone they came across lest they be left behind in seclusion on the day of the Prom.

As expected , Selena walked up to Reg , and everyone's breth stood still for a moment ..... it looked like the tables had turned , or had it really?....... thought Reg .... all these days i tried to talk to her but now she's come to me........ But Reg's expectations were short lived , and so were the breathlessness of people which soon turned into muffled sobs of a sort because Selena did something very strange , indeed ......

"Hey ! Mike will u go to the prom with me ?".........

Now Mike here , was one amongst Reg's oldest and best frnds .... and it came as a little surprise to him that what had happened had actually chanced . Mike had been asked to the Prom by so many girls that he had almost lost count ........ almost , but 28 was not a hard number to remember. He had the same reply for all of them ........

"I'll have to think about it babe !! "

But he couldn't say that to Selena , there was something in her eyes...... He just cudn't refuse.

"Sure babe........"

Selena turned away setting her hair into a flow and left in one fluid motion leaving Reg wondering what had happened ..........

"Did this really happen ? " He asked an equally baffled Samantha , who was lost for words because she thought ....... well hell with what she thought the recent happenings were even beyond her understanding.

The rest of the days upto the prom night had nothing interesting , atleast to Reg , cause he sat in front of his PC and poured out his heart all day long ....... He was now more confused than he had ever been .......

Prom night was not much different ..... his mind was still in a haze unaware of the obvious fact.
When he walked into the gym with Samantha his eyes scouted for Selena and ....... Mike ??..
He found Selena at the far end of the room near the punch .... but Mike was walking away from her , as in rage or disappointment .
Reg stepped toward her in one swift motion , and asked Mike what had happened ......
"The babe has been using me dude ....... She just wanted me to drop her to the prom and when i asked her for some action she denied me flat"......



This was not the Mike he knew .. atleast he hoped . "asked her for action" , does anyone do that on the first date ... it seemed strange , and even stranger coming from a friend.

He walked upto Selena , and laid his hand on her shoulder to console her , he could see her beautiful eyes through that wet curtain of tears that had hidden her eyes .... and he instantly remembered why he had fallen in love with her.
Those eyes , it had captivated his entire presence the very first time he laid his eyes upon her.

Now , after almost a Semester of 'playboy politics' he knew what to do.
"Hey , Don't worry Selena ........ Do you want me take you home ?"

"You are a good friend Reginauld , I never should have asked mike out .. " Saying so she embraced Reg , and he was in complete surrender , not wishing to fight her.

As they left the room ..... sparks were flying between them ... and all of Senior high knew that the most awaited couple had got together at last , - all because of one mistake by Mike - thought Reg .....

But when Samantha saw Selena turn round and wink at Mike , she understood everything ... the plan on which Selena had been working those hushed talks in the common room with Mike(supposedly) , and Mike's strange behaviour .

"Not really a surprise that Reg fell for someone with beauty and brains , despite the fact that he doesn't realize the mastermind behind their getting together... lols"

Well , what happened to Reg and Selena you ask .... well no one really knows that do they? .....
This is just one amongst many teenage union of hearts lost in the pages of politically thinking of Today ......

There maybe a Reg or a Selena going through this same fate at this very moment ....... but what makes this story special u ask .

Well the very fact that such young hearts exist must make it special do u not agree?

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

College started?

Lest some ask why i have not penned my thought for as long as i can rember .. i shall come out with a moderator of my own. My oly excuse tht i didn't blog till now is starting of college . And that is also my excuse to my such under toned menial unsophisticated style of writing tht i employ now.

Any ways back to basics . Let me jut flush out in very simple terms my thoughts about college.
Intruiguingly the teachers are far more intellegent than i expected them to be , besides how would i know, i hadn't even been to college.

Anyways about college its like i have made many new friends and Sujith has made none [Its starange how sujith keeps coming into topic rite...... Poor fellow] Anyways .... most peculiar child of all is Akshay Kumar i mean laugh riot.

And , after being apart from my blog and writing for so long only fueling my thoughts with novels and not much too. I have lost my control over language one which i used to posses. One which was very dear to me. Nonetheless ...... I shall break from my barriers of undermined styl to emerge as a newly born better Skilled writer until then.

And one more thing i think i'll blog regularly form now , to better rephrase it ........ I am of the opinion that i shall pen my thoughts on a far frequent and regular basis.

Thursday, April 2, 2009

The end .... as in exams

Finally i can loosen up a little..... because finally all exams are over... and as far as i am concerned those phukut arts subject are that part of my life which is surpassed.??

Let us not bore u with the cliched talk of u kno those a new begging shit and all . Well frankly , its so cliched that its values are diluted across the realms.

Anyways lets talk about something else shall we , for change lets talk about no wat you'll do in the holidays but wat u will specifically not do in a holiday........

Well of course no one will read (Unless its Sujith .LOLLS ....just kidding). I guess many people will watch TV. Just like me , they are. Anyways , wat else is there to do?

And blogging only me and sujith(I have been courteous enough to mention his name several instances of his name in my blog with no adequate response from the other side??)

Any way tats it for now .. ciaooooo

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Friday, January 23, 2009

Higher speech

Yielding to persuasion and succumbing to the ever so growing popular pressure ( lest another exaggeration) that engulfed me upon the sacrosanct provenance of a certain request made by a certain someone ( Sujith to be precise) and to rebuke any further un-scholarly remarks or trifle allegations upon my part i shall conceive or yet in perception reenter my previous communique in a form rather fit for prithy or terse.

Tracing back to the long lost memories of young days hidden under untold or unaccessible methods of prevalent protection also superficially enclosed more recent thoughts of these and these importance limiting the reccurance of thought only refrained and contained to limits of yesteryear or some thoughts of relevance that may be staggering even beforethose , all that can be accessed is but memories of "High school"

These prevalent sub-system of a grander matrix have grown to occupy the core of the structure upon which our flowing thought system pervades and flows upon such reference.
Yet again these actions have but disturbed and cause ripples upon the ever so delicate stanent life blood. The delicte thread of which life seems to be woven is ruptured at points marked by what we call high school.

I would rather wish to continue to infinity this ever so delicate thoughts of High school encased in popular pressure . But yet again due to sheer force i m under duress to post it at his point leaving thus my thoughts incompletly expresse which will find voice in forthcoming speeches . For now........

The first begining

"Time flows by , as a narrow stream teeming with water"

No great person had the honour of ratifying these words but for me.
This so called communication is my very first for the new glowing yer or otherwise. Technically its characterizes my last communion upto March because after the pressure of Boards sets in there is not much that the mind shall focus upon apart from the growing tremulous fear of failure.

Apart from all this exaggerated speech about failure and pressure , Let us endeavor to make this communique more meaningful as for my part.
Retribution is rampant in air inflaming young minds in order to overthrow all else. Everyone wants the IMPERIAL TITLE of the school topper although i doubt any but me , Ashwin or Pranava sand any chance in all fathomable limits of calculated statistical probability.

Yet Again i must communicate how these three years have impacted or rather engraved uncheckable inconceivable memories that slander each thought upon my mind.

Ok not to cause a lot of tantrums i will explain breifly - all talks about this being the best yers of my life , so many new friends , exposed talents sounds too cliched even for me.
Is that all that comes to mind upon mention of high skool - "best days" , as if they have rivetted life completly that they may judge and censure parts of their life - insignificant incompetent vapid people .

I for one don't claim all these thoughts unworthy of cognisence , i believe that it is just a phasing phase very different from all aspects in all respects. Yet again i cannot say whether these were the best years because even standard events are subject to scrutiny .

Although it had its own shares of ups and downs , in all totality it can be considered a very significant phase in growth. Yet again i would kno no better.

Tats all i can say maybe uptill next March from where unto my Horrors shall begin to take shape.
Farewell for now.

Sunday, December 7, 2008

Recollect

I recollect , the first dew ,
That brightened my eyes,
Its glimmering surface ,
and that the back of a mice.

I recollect , my first fall ,
Although too long
Fading away from memory ,
Just as an old song.

I recollect , my friends
and i did realize ,
That there were few who were true
But others wove lies.

I recollect , the first rays of the sun
striking earth with utmost gentleness ,
Breaks the atmosphere into a riot of colors
and power which we ought to harness.

I recollect , my first song
About a rats and cats,
Very primeval , doing what they best do ,
Hiding under rats and mats.

I recollect , my first crush
I didn't know then
The meaning of love ,
I didn't want to know and i wouldn't listen

But as i sit in contemplation,
I recollect you the most,
what you meant to me ,
and probably will mean the same to my ghost.

I recollect , thine beauty ,
Then I did slumber
No wake nor path,
For all that was sombre.

To these and these measure,
I never said a word to thee
Although my heart burnt
And my love prayed to be set free.

Yet i contained my heart ,
For all that is good ,
And watched you walk right past me .
Thinking of of me as some lewd.

And as i sit in contemplation ,
I know not what to recollect ,
For after you went away
There was not much to collect