Moth

Just something off my playlist to end a drought of posts...

Thought I was different and it seems I'm just the same
As a game I put my hand over the flame
I thought I was smarter as I flew into the sun
But it turned out the way it does with everyone

I love the heat I love the things that I forgot
I love the strings that tie me down and cut me off
I was a king, I was a moth with painted wings made of cloth
When did the flame burn so high and get so hot?

I don't fly around your fire anymore...

13

Well we're out of the inter hall basky tourney and i dunno why. First there's the pools. We were locked in with last time's winners and the 2nd runners up teams. On top of that we had to deal with extra matches cause of 2 MTech teams.

Act I : NH vs VGSom

In predictable fashion NH decimates VGS 60-10. Everyone chips in, yours truly with 8 points :)

Act II: NH vs PH

SSG is out of reckoning because of a virus. No matter, we say. We lag initially and finally play our hearts out to cover up. PH shines under pressure to steal a 3 point victory 54-51.

Act III: NH vs MS

We scrape through 52-27 without our best players.

Act III . I: PH vs RP

RP show mettle to snuff out PH 37-36 in an absolute nail biter.

Act IV: NH vs RP

We start off well grabbing a 14 point lead which we hold on to till the last quarter. At this point Jitesh is fouled out and we sniff success. But alas, RP rally round Rachit and Ambuj and pull of a stunning recovery to snuff out our chances of advancement. We win 57-56, but fail to advance...




:(



Guess some halls have all the luck...

Here's my jersey btw, you can draw your own conclusions:

I've moved on

and it's about damn time if you ask me...

Let it burn

Every once in a while in life there comes something you have to leave behind. Some part of yourself you have to cut off and throw away if you're to move on and to live your life. It could be anything, could be a book you loved, a dead pet, an idea you were behind or another person. And at that time when you know there's nothing left for you there...

Let it burn.
Watch the flame.
Let the light fill your emptiness.
Let the warmth engulf you.
And once the ashes blow into the wind, take a deep breath. Let the winter air fill your lungs. Feel the moment, live it, love it, breathe it...

And walk away, move on. Start anew, afresh...

Realise that your life is greater than the sum of its parts. That no single aspect of it is too defining to go on without. You can't lose your reason for living, you only think you can.

And once you've made your peace, reach out into the world. Embrace your life and live it the way it was meant to be:

Without fear and without boundaries...

Life is calling, where are you???

(heard in a smirnoff ad)

Eh???

Life can be such a bitch at times...

People talk weird shit. But guess they're just saying what came out of their heads... So the logical outcome is that their heads are full of the stuff. This ain't talking about anyone in particular just people in general and naturally a certain specific member of the homo-sapiens populace...

People come near you and then they fly off at undefined trajectories defying all laws of logic, reason and physics. Guess life was meant to be that way. Eh? Does that happen everywhere or is it just me? Or maybe it's my animal magnetism, except operating in reverse? I dunno. all i know is I've been having a really weird time lately. Everyday things seem to be spinning out of control and for no apparent reason. Maybe it's Murphy's law or maybe thermodynamics. I'm neither sure nor do i particularly care...

And you, if you're reading this (you know who you are) I hope you're happy now... You've pissed me off and that's not a nice thing to do. Downright reckless when you factor in my size and disastrous when you factor in my sun sign. Every one has heard of the bull in the china shop, you'll feel it, first hand

THE HARD WAY!

HERE COMES THE PAIN BITCH!

Whoa, I've been trying to get that off my chest for a while... It feels good. I let my mouth run a little wild here, but who cares... No one reads it anyways. And just in case the aforementioned person reads this, don't worry... I wont kill you...

But that might be the only thing i wont do...

************** END OF RANT***************

[Rationalisation mechanisms kick in]

Maybe i should write dialogue for cheap action flicks, what say? :P

Let there be light...

The gymkhana said,
Let there be light,
And several thousand man hours later,

There was...

Whether there was any point to all the time, effort, money and energy that myself and my fellow KGPians put in is debatable...

If you're one of the profs or staff here and the only high point in your entire existence is the painful display put up by the poor students then illu is a grand tradition that ought to be carried forward. If you're a student in your third or fouerth year, then your hall's display is a matter of pride and must not be allowed to flag at any cost. If however like me, you're one of the poor second years actually working to that end, then you think its just a colossal waste of time, money and space.

When you really look at it though, all of us are right and yet none of us can see the big picture. Typical.

I think i'll mail around pictures of the NH illu which i'm told wasn't quite the disaster it generally is :|

All is flux...

So here I am again... It's a weird situation, at the time I made my last post I hoped by this time to have plenty to say and write about. Turns out there isn't much really...

It's not that the period has been dull or uneventful. Far from it in fact. What with all the chaos in KGP over the ragging/op/interaction/call it what you will. There was plenty of stuff happening. For instance the scope of my activities has bradened considerably to include erotic performing arts, improptu drama and unconventional public speaking. (if you get my drift!)

But all that is just flux. Sure I've met some truely sensational characters and studs, but I've come across an equal number of jerks and jack-offs. (just goes to show that nature sides with the law of averages just to keep things even) I've come to know several of my batchmates better and even myself. (I'm a miserable whiner, but more on that later)

I have lost quite a few of my closest friends here, some to other halls, some to festivals, and others to my own stubbornness and ego. But turns out it doesn't affect me that much anymore. All my senses have sort of dulled to the point where I need to pinch myself to feel anything.

But all that is just flux... All in all I'm fed to the back teeth with this hellhole and just want to get home and recharge my batteries.

Mama I'm coming home...
















Here's a weird pic just to round things off: