2010: the year that was

2010 was the most; yes the most enterprising year in the lives of crazy, maniac, mindless geeks. Bespectacled and bemoaned, we the students of grade 12 pushed a donkey’s load of insignificant matter into our rather crumpled and aged old, grey minds.

The dreaded board exams were round the corner to greet us with its uncanny smile, beginning 2010. With answer paper supplement-count running into double digits, and the exam season lingering for a little less than a month; our fingers had almost permanently turned crooked.

Once we waded through that ocean of stress and strain, we discovered an island richly laden with spring flowers and fruit trees. As though we had discovered a grape vine, we were greeted- this time with a welcoming smile- to kindly enjoy the much awaited and much deserved summer vacations.

Lots of fun came our way that summer. Ignoring the blazing afternoon sun and the warm puffs of air beside the seashore, we caught and dodged and frolicked our way through the leisurely months of April, May and June. Of course, this Eden garden joy ended with the declaration of the results which was quickly followed by admission processes.

Running to colleges for form submissions, checking the merit lists the moment they are on display, securing admission, payment of fees, shopping for the new semester, making new friends, messaging the older ones, interacting with teachers and learning new subjects; that’s what we did the following three months.

As time passed and bonds became stronger, we stopped adjusting and started living our new lives at our new college. We got comfortable with the subjects and the projects and the deadlines. We acquainted ourselves to our seniors at college and made friends with them, occasionally hi-5ing them in the canteen. We learned that our stern professors are actually very accommodating; and we learned a lot more.

Now here we are looking back and recounting the good old memories. The memories we made in 2010. This may or may not be the best year in our lives; we may have smiled when we wanted to weep, we may have been hyperactive when we were down and weary, we may have done lots to make people believe that all’s well and we’re actually sick in the mind.

But all in all, 2010 was an eventful year when we did a lot; not always out of choice but mostly out of circumstances.

(P.S. this was meant to be posted earlier, however due to my negligence, I didn't put it up yet)

Peace is Possible

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(This is something I wrote to Oprah Winfrey about one of my inspirations - Matti J.T Stepanek )


One person can bring about Change
Though being from a country of Gandhi's - I said dude this ain't happening; you randomly don't decide that you will stand for peace and the world will follow? All this jazz until I got to know about this one being call Mattie J.T. Stephanek

Mattie said so& Jeni supported and we followed.

 I've just seen pictures, just heard his voice through videos and read his poems & i wonder what would have happened if we had a face to face conversation. He is a brother to me, the one being  for who i look up to the stars and smile; telling myself that he will be looking at the bloody world change into a better place through his ideas!
I wish i could have been there by his side when he wrote all of those 100 odd poems that inspire me and move me till date. You ask me for a story - I can give u novel ,as that is the impact and the power of the words that came out of his pen.

He's the reason the a stone in D.C has this on it

He wasn't your stereotypical hero and never will be, but for me he is my real life and superficial hero. The park in D.C is on my bucket list and full filling at least one of his desires is  NOW priority.
Love and Peace...-
Since he said It was possible'

I’m the symbol of true love… or am I? - Fazilat Abazer Biviji

My story began in Wilson College!



A keen boy from FYBMM presented me to a snobbish girl from FYBA and proposed to her.



She let down the proposal and flung me away in the air. I landed amidst crow shit!



A little kid was walking past. He noticed me and thought I belonged here among stone flowers. He was naïve to know that the stone flowers were no match for me; as I had one thing that they didn’t… BREATH!



A philosopher was heading towards a venue to give a seminar. He saw me lying among the stone flowers and thought that I should be dedicated to a great man’s commemoratory statue. So he picked me up and left me near this statue at the gate of his venue!



Then the wind blew me away far and wide. Before I realized, I was lying on pebbles of stone. They were hard and they hurt my back. But nobody paid any heed to my suffering.



A poor girl was on her way to visit her ailing friend in the nearby hospital. She thought she would present me to him and wish him speedy recovery.

I sat there on the hospital table while the ailing boy got discharged and left the hospital without taking me along!



A peon in the hospital saw me there and took this opportunity to express his love for a senior lady doctor of that very hospital. He went to her office and slid me in her personal diary.



The lady doctor noticed me after a while. She was ecstatic! She knew who would have taken so much effort to express his heart’s feelings.



She went out to have lunch with her colleague, who (by the way) she thought had proposed to her!

And the two of them, who were never meant to be together, lived happily ever after…………