Wrong*Wrong=Right !

" We think of borders as a place only, instead of an idea. I think the real borders are the ones that exist within us "

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"Where the hell is my lab coat huh ? I can't find it !" I screamed, in the frenzy of the race against time.

"I don't know. I remember keeping it inside your bereau. I can't find it now." my mom answered, throwing out a few clothes while desperately hoping that I wouldn't start shouting again.

"What the...? to hell, with you. I'll be standing outside the class today. Be happy !!!"

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"Now, tell me, where the hell my shoe is or I promise you... I'll break your nose..."he screamed.

"I really don't know da... I didn't take it.. It was that senior who hid it somewhere. How am I supposed to know ?" I reasoned.

"This is going too far. I saw you take it... Now, give it back to me or else..." he proceeded to remove my spectacles and curl his fist into a threatening ball...

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"Who was the one who scribbled in my logbook ? How dare you do it... Shall I report it to the HOD, right now ?" the teacher threatened.

"It was me, ma'am. You only told me to change my marks in the register. That's why..." I started to say.

"What the...? I just told you to wait till I change the marks in the register. Who do you think you are huh ?" she screamed.

"Sorry, ma'am, I just misunderstood." I say, knowing fully well that she'd never accept her folly.

She glared.

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"Were you made to stand outside ? I searched throughouly. But I couldn't find your coat" mom said.

"No... I found my labcoat at college.. I'm sorry..."

Both of us didn't speak for the next few minutes. I was left to my thoughts. My pin-prick anger that cost me this minute's silence. That anger which cost me this wall of insecurity. That anger which has cost me something that I would never be able to afford again.

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"Hey, i'm sorry da... I just did it simply so that the others would give my shoes back. Please don't mistake me."

"It's ok da..." I mutter, even as i put on my headphones and switch on my mobile.

"Are you ok ? Tell me da. I'm sorry ok?" he said.

I just turn away, pretending to not hear, humming a few words of the song of silence that was being played on my headphone.

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There had to be a sorry from atleast her side or mine. But, I wasn't prepared to ask. I did no wrong, after all. I thought that it was her duty to do it. She didn't ask too. Maybe she thought of the same thing.

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" We think of borders as a place only, instead of an idea. I think the real borders are the ones that exist within us "

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Sometimes, our ego gets in the way of relations. It's so much easier then to forgive and atleast admit that you're wrong. You may be right, no doubt. But you'll end up on the wrong side of someone and that's certainly not the right thing.

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I'm sorry guys....

I've been receiving a few complaints from some of my friends that I don't update my blog these days. I'm really astounded that these guys actually take a look at my blog.. I thought no one does ! I can just say I'm sorry, guys... I will do my best to rectify the situtation. Alright ? Thanks for asking.

I'm back.... But only just...

My love-hate relationship with my blog continues to baffle me. On some days, I'm all charged up and willing to write on any topic under the sun... as long as I'm writing... On other days, I'm a damp squib, never really even trying to make some time out for writing. I could hence say that my writings have been flashes of brilliance and not the result of consistent attempts. I'm happier this way.. It'll get rid of the predictability factor. And i don't want to end up writing about my experience everyday at college. I'm sure no one really reads my blogs but, atleast I would spare myself the pain of writing rubbish. So, here i am, back to baffle you. Thank you all...

Amatueristic love poems...

I give her many looks
For free.
Doesn’t she have the heart
To return one back?

She is so beautiful.
She admires herself on
The front view mirror.
I, on the rear view mirror.

Her eyes spark of life,
Knowing joys no bound,
My life yearns,
For that same spark.

I might never get to be
With her always,
But, always, without her,
I never get to be.

Life is beautiful,
You’re too.
My life never is,
Without you.

Life and its intricacies...

Seminar on life

Introduction:
Since the seminar was an activity cum speech I thought that it would be better if I could try to reproduce the dialogues I spoke so that we could get the feel.
Subject:
Hey guys! Let’s start off this seminar with an activity!!
Point your index finger out and repeat after me!! When I say where the ceiling is? You need to point to the ceiling and say there! Where’s the floor? Point to the floor and say there!! Come on!! Everybody after me!
Where’s the ceiling? “THERE…!”
Where’s the floor? “THERE…!”
Where’s the door?
Where’s the window?
Where’s the future?
“Everywhere… “
Some blank faces!!
The answer to that is you need to point to yourselves!
Have the courage to know that YOU are the future!
Have the courage to believe in yourself!
Have the courage to know that each and every one sitting in this room have the future in their hands and they can make or break it!
The future just doesn’t happen!
We need to create it!
Coz we own it!


Let’s move forward!
Pointing to someone…
“What’s your age? “
“18…”
“Ten years ago, did things turn out the way you wanted it to be? Did things turn out the way it should be? “
“….no….”
“Five years ago….? “
“ … No… “
“Three years ago? “
“No...”
“Last year? “
“Definitely no…”
“This moment? “
“No...”
Things never did turn out the way it should be…
“Five years from now, will things turn out the way you want it to be? “
“..Maybe…”
“All the things?....”
“No…”
“Ten years from now…?”
“No…”
“Thirty years from now will things turn out the way it should be?”
“No...”
“WHEN YOU DIE, WILL THINGS TURN OUT THE WAY IT SHOULD BE?”
“F**kin hell no… “
From the time you’re born, till the time you die, things will never turn out the way it should be!!
LIFE IS HOPELESS!!!
Consider this, you’re playing a cricket match and you need 50 runs off the last over! You know for sure you’re gonna lose! That will take all the pressure off you, won’t it?
“Yeah…”
Will you play without fear; will you play without any pressure? Will you enjoy playing the game?
“Yeah… “
That’s what I want you to get!
When you know you’re gonna lose in the race of life, play freely!
Play fully, give it your all
And then give some more!!!
How many of you out here have stage fear?
Slowly hands begin to rise! More than half!!
“Ok… I don’t know what stage fear is!! Please explain the sensation to me!!”
“You get butterflies in your stomach, you get nervous, you can’t speak, your hands start to shiver… “
That’s what is stage fear?
“Yeah... “
Is that so? Then even I have stage fear!!
Blank faces….
Yeah... how many of you think that I committed grammatical errors while speakin?
Some hands rise up…
Even as I’m speaking to you I’m nervous and my hands are sweating! Do you think I have stage fear then?
“No…”
Then what is stage fear?
STAGE FEAR DOESN’T EXIST!
It is something which we create as an excuse to not bein brave!
Stand even if it means to stand alone!
Move forward even when no one follows!
How many people come from the past and say I’m not good enough! I don’t belong! I suck!
When you flunked in your exams… I’m not good enough!
When you failed in something… I don’t belong! I suck!!
You know what’s stopping you from moving forward and hitting your dreams?
It’s you!
The only thing that’s stopping you is you!!!
You know what you need to do with these considerations?
I write on the board…
I don’t belong! I suck! I’m not good enough!
I take a step back, draw back my hand and then BANG!
I slam the board!
That’s what you need to do!!
There are two ways of running a race...
Looking forwards towards the finish line and running!
There’s also another way!
Looking backwards and running (imitating)!
Why don’t racers run that way?
Surely they won’t know where they’re running to!!
You know what the funny part is (laughing a bit along with the audience)…
THAT’S WHAT WE HAVE BEEN DOIN IN THE RACE OF LIFE!
Pin drop silence…
Every time we run our race, the past comes out in front of us and shields us from our powerful future!
You move forward, you move backwards, you move forwards, you move backwards…
WE’VE BEEN STAGNATIN IN OUR F**KIN LIVES!
You know what you need to do?
(I pick up a water bottle.... place it on the stage...)
Whenever you run and the past comes in front of you, catch hold of the past, and thrust it into the bottle….
Catch hold... thrust it in...
Catch hold... thrust it in...
The bottle is getting filled up… quarter filled... half filled... 3/4ths…
You know what you need to do with the past now?
Pin drop silence...
I take a deep breath and…
Kick the bottle across the stage!!!!
That’s what you need to do!
I’ll finish by doing the activity once more! Can we?
“YES!!!!!!!!!!! “
Where’s the ceiling?
Where’s the floor?
Where’s the door?
Where’s the window?
Where’s the future?
Pointing to themselves “HERE…..!!!!!!!!!”
Result:
Though I never want to be pessimistic if I could help it, some hard truths need to be told flat in the face! Considering the overwhelming response I proudly declare my seminar as a success!!