Last weekend I was way too excited. Weekends are more often a general reason but this time one more reason that a rock performance was going on in our college was pumping a great dose of excitement in me. I with my friends spend nearly 12 hrs in that 2 days competition where near about 15 teams had participated. We found ourselves lucky as we had never thought to encounter such stupendous performances by students of our ages. Some performances were so breathtaking that we could do nothing but only look at them and begged our eyes not to blink even once. The prelims were so great that we had to attend the finals unquestionably. Seven teams, rather I would call them, "the prophets of rock and metal" made their ways to the finals. All these teams were divinely talented and the audience was expecting very much.
The finals went for about 2 hrs but when did it pass no one could figure out. One band performed Metallica's Enter Sandman which was surely the best performance of the night. It was such a stellar performance played with such a great panache that left audience frenzied. We were banging our heads and shouting our guts out. S.O.A.D's psycho was played by three bands and all indistinguishably superb.
Then at last was the magnanimous performance by the guest band send by the Roland. They played GNR and Iron Maiden so impeccably that we were just enchanted. The winners were announced after that. We returned to our hostels very contented thanking all those who made the show possible and feeling sorry for those sloths who could not attend it.
Last month I was on a trip to two very grand religious places of this country. Haridwar and Vaishno Devi . Though everything was very mesmerizing about the trip but something I want to share for which I was left very upset.
While I was in Vaishnov Devi, taking an exhilarating walk in the mountains I met a small poor kid. There were couple of persons walking ahead of me but it was evening then, so their figures were vague. I was lost somewhere when suddenly he approached from behind. He was wearing a half-sleeved shirt and pajama. He asked me for some money very courteously. Seeing his piteous condition I gave him two 5-rupee coins and in return he gave me a very contented smile as if all his needs were satiated. I also felt good for him. He started running while I walked on slowly. Suddenly I heard scream of a small boy out of nowhere and in no time i realised that it was of the same kid. I ran towards him to see what had happened. When I reached near I saw he was crying and looking for something on the ground. I guessed it were the coins that he was looking for and I was right. He was crying so loud that the sound would go to the top of the mountain. He could not find the coins . He stood up and looked at me mournfully. His crying was so hard and bad that could even melt the hearts of devils. I tried to calm him down but he didn't. He kept on crying. The tears flowing from his eyes seemed to me as if someone were pouring hot liquid on me. Each drop of his tear was making me feel sicker and weaker. I knew he was not going to stop so I took out a ten rupee note for him. But to my utter surprise, he did not take the money rather he started crying harder and started moving backwards. I tried to convince him to take the money but the poor boy refused and went away crying. I could not understand what was this. In few seconds he was out of sight. I sat for couple of minutes to ponder about this weird act of his but I came out with no conclusion. Filled with dismay, I started moving on.........
I still have no answer to "why did he not take the money and run away?".
A year or before I used to think -what love is.It just proximity of a girl to a boy or some thing bigger ? Then suddenly my life started to take a very sharp turn.Even if I wanted to ignore it , I could not.Simply because I was not able to.This turn was very sharp but every bit of it was so subtle that I could not have control on me.And I started singing and swaying in the very sweet and melodic rhythm of love.Yes, this was Love .
Just when my life was crumbling apart I met someone I can truly say I love.To love someone and being loved back, is perhaps the best sensation a human is supposed to feel.When you are in love believe me this world seems different to you.You are so elated and contented that you think you have achieved everything.You feel yourself circumscribed by an atmosphere of satisfaction and tenderness.You feel stronger than ever.
Man !!! this is really great.I can say that this is the twilight of my life and hope that it goes till eternity.....
Whenever it comes to give my description I am totally flummoxed. I always think if there are words which can make me describe myself. And then I get some words or two but apt. Frolic, frivolous and flamboyant. Yes, this is me. This is what I am. And these three words capture every nuance of me. I never miss a chance of enjoying with friends and partying, whatever be the situation (even if I am out of cash). I am kinda "CHANCE PE DANCE MAR LE" type person. I believe in today because I know tomorrow is mine.
That was enough of me . Think you will feel the same about me when we meet. If not you need to spend some time with me.
