there are times when i regret not being able to write poems. i wish God had granted me with this one wish if not anything else.
i love poetry and i love reading poems-provided that i'm able to understand it,of course.i absolutely admire those who can express every emotion by weaving in simple words. i'm amazed every time i come across a simple yet highly expressive line...and i'm filled with awe,regret and envy. :(
i did try my hand at poetry once,but the outcome was too embarrassing and juvenile to be put up for public display.
conventionally,people who are artistically inclined have the ability of painting beautiful pictures with simple words.although i'm not even halfway through this mind boggling and utterly confusing process of self discovery,i've always believed myself to be more oriented towards arts than science.alright,lets not raise eyebrows here,for i KNOW i've opted for science subjects,but my first love will always be literature. as a result,i did secretly hope that one day i might just accidentally come across the hidden poet in me.
but alas..that was never meant to be..for i still have to struggle for words everytime i experience something that sweeps me off my feet.
this shall always be one regret in my life..and i believe i have to make do with admiring and envying all those lucky folks who get supreme satisfaction out of expressing their feelings through their beautifully woven words.
kudos,to all you poets out there.
Monday, March 8, 2010
back after a long long time.i wouldnt say i didnt get time.i did.but i was too lazy to type things down.not good,i know.
well,lots have happened..since my last post was in october and its march now...theres a lot to be shared.
for one,all those who know what spectrum is,must also be knowing that this was yet another spectrum year.and this time,i was privilidged enough to observe this mega event from a different perspective. being one of the anchors this time..it was a whole new experience.everyday trips to industry house and being treated like a "somebody" was definitely a great feeling..and i thank God for giving me this opportunity.had i not got it,i would have lost out on meeting some wonderful people and getting to know some others from a different angle. yes,another noteworthy thing is that this time,we got the honour of meeting amitabh bacchan as well. :)
exams have started and i'm halfway through.
a week and a half before my exams started,on the 16th of feb,my grandfather expired. for him,it was an obvious relief from his pains.its a day i wouldnt like to recall,but this was possibly the first time i saw death up so close.the only relief i get out of this situation is that i went to meet him the day he passed away.i wouldnt say that he got to know i had come;he was in a semi coma, but its just a relief that i went to see him while he was still there. this was the first time i felt somebody so close go away,and i just dont know how to explain the feeling when i touched his cold arm. knowing him throughout my life,all the memories i had with him came rushing to me that day.
his visits on birthdays,his numerous gifts of frooti's and chawanprash, his dedication and insistence that he would cover our school books, that one day in spring when me,ma and didi would go and stay over one day after exams..walking down that small lane with mossy walls to see him sitting on his favourite chair with a mane of silver hair..going to meet him after getting my report card to show him my grades..his goodbye kisses...and the way he used to hold my hand when i said "ashchi dadubhai.."..as if he didnt want to let me go.
its been a pleasure knowing you,dadubhai. thank you for all the love i got from you these 16 years. not many people get the good fortune of having grandparents,and i'm thankful that you were there.i'm happy with the memories i have, for whatever happens,these memories cant be thrust into electric pyres and burnt to ashes.