Sketches of life...

In Life, there are many chances when life wants you to erase the mistakes you once sketched in your drawing books. The problem knocks the door when the eraser (efforts made) is of bad quality or the sketch was too dark...leaving impressions deep enough to remind us of the past.

There are colleagues & teachers who try to teach us the correct way taking our hands in theirs and sketching along with us. Few of us learn from this and few gets frustrated on this, with the feeling that we can master ourselves. Why do we need somebody to check every action of ours! Little do we give importance to the ones who din't even utter a word when we used their drawing boards to sketch our stories.

(Guess we would have related more with the farm spaces of farmville!)

But once, these sketches are made permanent, there's no looking back. Once it has been signed by the artist and displayed, the world comes to know of it. And at that point of time, nobody gives credit to those who played their roles in the making...those colleagues, friends, teachers...

It is just the artist who receives all the credit. Others just feel happy & contended watching this artist grow up...

All I pray and wish is that I remain connected to all those who are part of my sketching experiences...today, tomorrow and in future..when I become an artist myself...and I continue respecting them the same way I have till now.

Last semester....

The last semester...the last word brings in a lot of thoughts and emotions into any kind of work. And considering it was two years of high intensity moments, favours and togetherness, it certainly means something for even a person who calls himself the most neutral on emotions. So for me! It was a lot. This was the period where we had some wonderful moments and few very weak moments. Ranging from mere introduction..what they call as ice breaking to confrontations, team activities of normal classes..late night studies (which always turned into full on masti), organizing events, getting into problems, being a support to something...needing support from others, favouring one person to opposing all others. Woah! It had it all.
All the memories come so fresh when you sit and think of it! It seems like just 2 days back when I was in front of the whole class where other batchmates were writing what they feel about me. I know how I tried to defend to myself that this might have been because of various other uncontrollable reasons. Those trips where we further bonded... All the tortures, the unending photo sessions (apparent from 5 GB of pictures I have) they all will be a part of our memories forever. That Free Rider community and fierce discussion, Skimpy clothing as called by one for our performers in a function and then apologies which followed, trying to be in the other bus passing time in one class or the other, always capturing the last few rows of the class, getting spotted by the faculties for good or bad reasons, unending laughter sessions and emotional blackmails, these are few things which are still afresh. There have been bad times as well. I remember my last birthday when for the first time in my life I felt why did I ever wait for my birthday to come!! That was time which brought big transformations in my life.
And talk of this...the last semester again. Things have changed, people are the same. Few happy faces and few very happy faces; New couples, new friends, few promises, few ditches... that’s how you define them. Isn’t that the cycle of life? Or life rolling back to complete the cycle!

What do we want from ourselves?

There is this one moment in life when you feel that everything has gone past you. All the material connections, all the human connections...everything. That’s just one moment when you think yourself beyond these things. That is just one moment you think of yourself. That is just one moment when you want to know what have you been all these years. When you want to see how much of value have you earned in the eyes of the very you. Just be answerable for that one little moment and you would be beyond the expectations of all those human and material connections you have at this present moment.