Stochastic Cerebrations

Consider a situation where you are signing a pact with  chariness, lack of authenticity and selfishness. You might ruin, in fact poison the relationship even before laying the foundation stone. People with whom you are dealing with will have a hard time in the face of your  incredulity, they won't be disputed to rise to your level of expectations. Over the years, I've learnt one thing. O ne should prefer concentrating on the goodwill of mortals who are doing work with you. No matter what you do, where you go, you are bound to encounter those handful of people who will try their very best to disappoint to you but eventually you'll understand that is their sole purpose of life. One thing, which I've understood during PG course is the importance of an open mind and an open heart but that just increases the vulnerability.  Maybe, one should give others a chance to live up to our trust and others should not be on a hunt to try to cultivate trust in spite of knowing

Farewell! A word that must be, and hath been - A sound which makes us linger; - yet - farewell!   Au revoir...ahh!!  The most dreaded and unvanquished facet of life! Transitioning can unquestionably bring along with it a lot of apprehensions. Dwelling within these red bricks, exists a world which I can call mine. With feet on the ground, I am so settled here. I know the pathways, corridors, classes, eateries, trees, seasons, voices, faces, the people who walk around me and their places in my life. I even know the felines and canines inside the campus! But most importantly everybody knows me as I am. We all are standing at the scene of departure only to make halts at better things in life. We all have different paths to travel, different ambitions to pursue. In March 2013, when we walk out of the gates of IMTN, for some, the move would be natural, even awaited in a few cases and there might not be any looking back but for others like me, the moments would linger on. 

Someone will be the captor of my heart, Someone will be  the cherished award, Someone will be chosen one The one who'll be my woman and my queen. Someone who will be elegant and beautiful Someone who'll enjoy the kid inside me Someone who'll understand my thoughts Someone who'll know me inside and out She will be my woman My friend, my life Someone who will I love more than I love myself Someone who will be loved  till the Earth ends This is for her A promise to be true A promise to be noble To be her knight in the shining armor Standing by her forever Till the time she wants me too 

There are times when you sit to pen down something but for some reason it remains incomplete. Below are some of the lines which I've never managed to complete.  You might call it my laziness but right now I'll blame the current state of mind and nothing else. You'll never see what I feel The way a violated part is hurting me With my pride I know how to conceal The annoyance and grief spread across I'll cry in the rain Just to camouflage the pain.. ======== The male's obscure grief to own Female's fulminant fade in hues. Coalesced  tears with rain Endeavoring t o run out the lancinating pain. ======= She was confused and scared Looking over her shoulder She saw him being reduced to a shadow in the darkness With some courage she wanted to stop him But the tears over powered her voice There was a sense of relief on his face He felt relieved from the commitment he once made As a life began struggling to survive in her wo

Every minute of the past few months You have been using a mask to hide the real you Every night, as you lie in bed, you always wonder about your existence here What you could have done, what you could have said Every day that passes by you try to help and be a ally But day in and day out, you only wish it was the end. Daily you put on the masking smile just to hide the droopy  scowl There are times when the mask slips off  The biliousness rises and you have nothing to be sad about There will be those who don't know the truth They are not meant to know the truth Till today, the mask goes on The only time I could think your mask isn't on Is the time when the night meets the dawn It can be possible that the mask will become the real you But you'll just have to wait and watch For it is you who needs to adjust the mask