Conversations with God...

Come.
Here.




Why me?
She left me.



Oh! lust you wanted.

And eternal love she hunted.

Anger greeted change, not grace; of course, as pride was high.

Jealousy fueled the need for more---voidly happy you were, a moment or four...

Voracious you were while eating, lethargic you became while working;
apathy came to the hoggish you, boredom, to the sluggish you.




Monotony took over, drawing in gloom: change was what I urged the most
to live my life to its best; a wish I asked, my only quest----
but dear Lord, it seems you had other plans
or why else would you snatch the queen of my life?



Gourmet, wrath, envy and sloth: pebbles they are on the path you trod,
love you asked----I gave you love but you took it with a tint of lust;
I give you beautiful yesterdays, fill in today's loneliness
since my job is to guide you away, dear these venials are deadly,
they curse you more;
always you kept seeking for a change,
I gave you one, in a different way!

Phew!! Task accomplished!

I had signed up for a poetry event recently, in an inter-college festival.
Though I hadn't created a rhyme for a long time, I wanted to give it a try and moreover, I had a partner for company.
The concept was to create a minimum nine lined poem revolving around the theme:
'the seven deadly sins'

Lust~Greed~Wrath~Gluttony~Sloth~Pride~Envy.

Sounds simple, doesn't it??
Well, hold that thought.

We also had to incorporate the Fibonacci series into our poem. Math & rhyme???
Well. Well. Well.

Each line of our poem had to have a particular number of syllables following the series:
1~1~2~3~5~8~13~21~34~55~89~144.........
That is, line#1 and line#2 needed just one syllable.
Line#3 needed two, and following suit, line#11 needed 89 syllables....
Phew!!!

Here we did our best, and well, we managed to get the third slot as well...!!!
So after all, it is task accomplished!
A rocking event indeed. One needs real brains to create an event like this.

Here on the post above, I have reproduced the poem we wrote. Tell us how you'll find it.
Honest reviews hunted.

Illumination!!!

"WOW" was all I could manage when I saw this picture.
My phone just has a 1.3 mega pixel camera and well, this was clicked without any effects,
just in a normal mode.
Thanks to the photographer in question, Olyve!
I met her after a long long time, I was at her place
for an art meet-up (that is, we were to engage in an arty activity) and the power went off!!!
That so rarely happens in our area.
We had to shut our art stuff and initiated a game of cards around the candles.
Our respective brothers joined in.
But art couldn't leave us that soon, I took up some scrap paper and burned off its edges with the candles, creating an awesome effect. Taught Olyve's brother the same.
It was fun. Then ensued a round of more candle-lit games.
More fun.
Then, the photo sessions, and from there comes this picture.



How has it turned out???


Tell me, with a little artistic view...
I just lurvve the effect it creates...!!!

Flies and more....

I like Biology. But I wasn't very excited about Zoology. I have to study it for a year, I thought it will be okay, not that big a deal!
And then after a couple of weeks in college, I was liking parts of it.
And then after a month, we started with our practical sessions.
The practical sessions in the other subjects are so much fun.
Here, in Zoology, we just have to copy stuff from cards they keep for us, around the laboratory. I personally don't understand a word, well, actually, I don't even bother to.
We as it study the same set of descriptions in our theory classes and understanding and then copying stuff takes a lot of time, which we cannot afford.
The Zoology practicals are officially five hours long.

Can you believe that???

The only thing that is a tiny-bit captivating about the Zoology practical is that we get to play musical chairs. Yeah, the game wherein all the participants keep moving around and find a seat when the background music stops. The idea is to find a seat as soon as possible.
Here the scene is the same, minus the music. We keep hunting for empty seats so that we can get our eyes on a particular display card and copy it down, continuing the saga....

Any way, in this particular session, I was just not in a mood to draw anything. Writing as well. Then I came to this seat in the corner where the card beautifully beamed a dragon fly. Yeah, seriously, we actually had to draw that in our journal. Could my mood get any better, given my phobia for insects??? I roughly sketched it in my book, promising myself to get back to it when I was in THE MOOD.

Switch to the next week.

No, throughout the entire seven days, I was never in THE MOOD to draw the dragon fly. And you know what was in store for me? Another dragon fly. We had to study the same creature twice, under different headings. That meant, we had to draw that same creature twice, under different headings.


!!!*****aaarrgghhhhhh*****!!!


How I wished I was one of those who weren't petrified the moment an insect flew into their rooms!
How I wished I listened to my Gran'pa back home, who tried with all his might, to make me face a dragon fly dwelling at my place!
Probably then, I would have found it easier to draw that, well, when you're considerate, you tend to act better, don't you?

I very smartly left that diagram for the end. And in case you're wondering about my drawing skills, let me tell you I LOVE DRAWING; subject to my mood.
And I'm pretty good at it as well.
So well,...
In the process I drew harmless butterflies and moths and worms and crustaceans and crabs. No, the latter ones ain't harmless but I have never personally seen live ones, so I didn't give it a thought before drawing them.
Then I kept waiting for time to pass. But it was just three hours done. I finally forced myself to get into THE MOOD. I sketched it roughly first, giving in finer details, and then left it just like that, I was a quarter way through.

Again, I promised I would get back to it.
I came back home, and that weekend, I actually did it. I kept my word to myself.
I rarely do that. Any way, the product is all here, for you'll to judge, tell me how it is.


Just an after thought,

If Zoology makes me produce this, I can well tolerate it for a year. It ain't that big a deal, is it???!!!???

Texting!

This is for you, (ASG).
You really inspire me a lot!!!

I am not into a lot of text conversations over my phone.
Um, well; okay I chat, probably a little more than 'a lot' with a selected number of people.
Not addicted, though.
In fact I like typing in a lot of messages that are partly my own creation---if borrowing a line or a quote makes a count, that is.
And when it comes to forwarding a text, they call me a miser. Some in their hearts, while my inner circle of friends, directly, taunting me.
I have a short, simple and same reply to them ALWAYS---
"I believe in dropping a text, a forwarded one, (more importantly) on your phone, only if you happen to cross my thoughts..."
Just unlike some of my friends, from whom I receive a forwarded text seconds after mine reaches them!!!!

Many of you'll who have read some posts here on my blog will think they originate from phone texts. Yeah, they do, thanks to the memorable moments they hail from!
And many of you'll will think
'Oh! Even I forward this girl so many texts, but she doesn't even care!'
Sorry. You ought to be wrong there. I care. I really do.
In fact, so many of the forwarded texts I receive from you'll create such lovely moments.
Like this one.

My new college started the next day.
I was apprehensive, had no clue what the new world would have in store for me.
I was a lucky girl since I never had to change schools. I had childhood friends studying with me even in junior college.
Not that I don't accept changes. It felt different.
Nostalgia filled in.
I had received this lovely text from a dear school friend. It read about missing those lovely days together and wishing to live them today, again!
It had made me miss him, then and there.
Thoughts changed from school to junior college.
I had a wonderful group there; academically, we had all parted ways.
Almost mechanically, I forwarded 'that' text to this young lady from my group, the message was so so so true.
She replied back, instantly:

"All the best for your first day tomorrow.
Don't worry, you'll find someone with similar character traits.
And even if we won't be class mates any more, I would not wanna miss all YOUR FUN!"

I replied.

"Thank you buddy.
I am actually apprehensive but then just some time back I thought I should be thinking on the right track.
Remember, the Universe is conspiring???"

I bound with this female on a spiritual note, as well.
We are the best advisers to each other, I know she won't deny!

"Good.
That means I don't have to give you serious words of encouragement."

Uh, the conversation had only STARTED.....

"Smart girl, that is me....right?"

It went late into the night...

"Yeah, obviously.
No competition there.
But I genuinely pray that you find friends that are just like you!"

"...."
"..."
It went on...

And you know what, I had a lovely first day...!!!
Thank you buddy!

When Pinnacle met...

I don't know why I like this picture soo much!!!
No, wait, I probably know too many reasons why I like it.
Yeah, so maybe that is keeping me away from claiming one big reason that makes me adore it.
To cut it short,
here are some reasons why I like this picture......

~This is one of the first few pics my phone's camera clicked.

~I got a soft buddy as a gift after such a long time.

~Pinnacle came into my life.

~The emotion the picture creates in one's mind....
....the harsh, reality with the medicated glucose dripper and the cute, fantasy with Pinnacle beside it!

~This picture makes me think, 'gal,you are over it!!'

~It reminds me of the endless lectures I missed in class (which I had to cope-up later).

~It reminds me of how the monster-in-disguise injections seemed harmless when I had a look at my new buddy!

~The blue shade of the picture (mood:incandescent) is well-contrasted with the yellow!

~My first ever 'get well soon card' lies there(no NO no, I don't want more!)

~It makes me think about.....

P.S: This ain't my photography....
This post reminds me of my victory over the sickness....


Now, tell me is there any "other" reason you like (or hate) the picture for???

Teen thought # 3

Dad's cool with it.
No idea what's wrong with mom!
Adamant, that she is; looks like my stubbornness has transferred to her.

My friend tells me almost everyday-
'you were sure you wanted to learn to drive....you'll be an adult soon....
what's wrong now???'

I can only reply, ....
.....ahem.....
.......
"Why can't parents settle for one decision??!!??"