Aaahhh!, Its that time of the year again...the last and perhaps the most eagerly awaited fest of our college comes to an end as i write...and it seems like i'm the last guy left in my hostel...though there might be a few fellow stragglers.
Well, to be fairly honest...Recs this time around wasn't that much of an enjoyable experience as the last one was...maybe that's because of the fact that my ragging days were over and everything in the Whole Wide World (WWW; sounds familiar, eh?!) was fresh and new...every moment was something to revel in....
Though, you have to hand it to the Recs committe members...they did bring in a lot of starpower this time around (irrespective of any cookies that they managed to sneak out)...and they also went the way that a proper fest should by having events.
But then, the blatant lack of proper management and the horror of classes during the fest really damnpened the spirit of the whole fest for me...seriously, what was the point of having the fest on a monday and a tuesday without holidays??!!!
And before I conclude, a word of gratitude for Breathe-The Pink Floyd Cover Band....they got me listening to something I hadn't for nearly 2 years :)
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
The One.....
Everything needs to have a beginning, and so must my Blog....and since we all began with fairy tales, here's one for the records (of course any intepretation you make out of it is completely upto you)
The Snail and it's Shell-an original by yours truly
Once upon a time, in ages past, when the world was still young and new, and everything was bright and blue, there existed the snail. Now in those days the snail had no shell...it was born into a carefree world and hence needed no protection.
But as the years went by, things changed. The snail, because of it's speed, could never be part of any other group...it was an outcast hwerever it went. So, it decided to run, to hide from the world which was so cruel to it...and thus it was that it found a shell...and retreated deep inside it.
Ages went by, and the snail forgot about the outside world...it could remember neither the blue sky, nor the green grass...but then one fine day something happened...it's shell cracked open a bit...a Circlular hole to peep through...and the light enamoured the snail, seducing it with all it's promises of freedom.
So, the snail left it's shell...and crawled out into the open world...so wide and free...but, though things had changed, some remained the same...and the snail was still an outcast...and an even stranger one, coz the world hadn't seen it for ages...and the ridicules were harsher...and the smiling 'friends' had sharper knives...beaten and wounded. the snail ran back to it's shell...only to find that the shell was dark and foreboding too...but then the snail thought:
"Atleast in here, there is none to mock me, to deride all that I am, to trap me with words of honey and then stab me in the back...atleast in this Solitude I am Safe from the evils of the world..."
and so it remains inside it's shell to this day. Ocassionally, it wishes to glimpse the outside world...and then it peeps out, but it has learned it's lesson...it will never leave it's shell ever again.
THE END
The Snail and it's Shell-an original by yours truly
Once upon a time, in ages past, when the world was still young and new, and everything was bright and blue, there existed the snail. Now in those days the snail had no shell...it was born into a carefree world and hence needed no protection.
But as the years went by, things changed. The snail, because of it's speed, could never be part of any other group...it was an outcast hwerever it went. So, it decided to run, to hide from the world which was so cruel to it...and thus it was that it found a shell...and retreated deep inside it.
Ages went by, and the snail forgot about the outside world...it could remember neither the blue sky, nor the green grass...but then one fine day something happened...it's shell cracked open a bit...a Circlular hole to peep through...and the light enamoured the snail, seducing it with all it's promises of freedom.
So, the snail left it's shell...and crawled out into the open world...so wide and free...but, though things had changed, some remained the same...and the snail was still an outcast...and an even stranger one, coz the world hadn't seen it for ages...and the ridicules were harsher...and the smiling 'friends' had sharper knives...beaten and wounded. the snail ran back to it's shell...only to find that the shell was dark and foreboding too...but then the snail thought:
"Atleast in here, there is none to mock me, to deride all that I am, to trap me with words of honey and then stab me in the back...atleast in this Solitude I am Safe from the evils of the world..."
and so it remains inside it's shell to this day. Ocassionally, it wishes to glimpse the outside world...and then it peeps out, but it has learned it's lesson...it will never leave it's shell ever again.
THE END
The Beginning....
Seems like everyone's starting a blog now....so I decided that i too shouldn't be let alone...so here I am, just jumped on to the bandwagon...let the angels herald the coming of a new recruit....ready to blow my own trumpet!!!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
