Sclerotic Poise

I remember this guy who once sidelined me to his detriment for Almighty knows the reason might be...fame tame or vim power. His cumbersome aspersions nested a dote, that even challenged my foundations to a ludicruous extent. My diligency and my mates' honest braces somehow thwarted the undesirable.This guy's core ambitions were sucked off to intestinal depths with no casualties reported.

Revenge for some might be a multithong whip/lash, inflicting a wave of terror through the gonads of his foes. For me, the definition remains unaltered except for the 'terror' part. Emending erstwhile replaces 'terror' with 'Shame', thus implying your adversary to wince off in the bid to ply out any further bravadoes to malign thy self. It curtails the benedicts of his cognizant motives, slandering the reliance of his own schemes and that honestly accentuates the victory of the real assasin.

Hence, I took my revenge by conveying the thing that his bereaved self doubted..might be snatched from him. Pre to my avenging moment, this guy nortured me with a lot of friendly SMSes and on-site exam help. The arcane intent could be clearly discerned. Well his ulterior aspirations, I cudn't ignore...He was given the thing for which he made abominable sacrifice of his soul. Sometimes, in the context of religious dogmas, the virtuous should feel sorry for these 'Mistakes' of God. Post my avenge, unfoggishly My prey cud learn the in-born glaze of my psyche. His pre-notions were amended. However, his unconsciously developed habit of licking thy bottoms to fetch some unguarded attention cudn't be washed off. To this day, he keeps forwarding unedited messages; at times won't ever ignore going prick against my closed ones if any such chance prevails.

These scallywags, wt sort of disgruntled flesh they make of themselves....confused of their original price, bargained piece of meat!!Shit! Profanity is a brutal vice and he that owns it is no gentleman. Every self is taken note of in His courtroom. For me, I need to be that shepherd who travels through the valley of darkness showing path to my sheeps(traits/virtues).

May Lord bless me to walk this valley infallibly and with absolute subtlety.

Railing thine Training

17th Evening:- Flight from BBSR to Bangalore(6:50-10:00)
As it takes off the runway, I have this genuine 1st time experience 'How it feels to be at top', Empty paddy fields, lighted cities, sarcastic fog;36000 feet above sea level, & then the descent. 'First time' feels the best and sticks vehemently to remain ever memorable. On the contrary it clicks the enigma as to how important this visit was, that I had to resort to the last option- Boarding a flight at the peak moment. Deciding in dilemma at the face of emergency, keeps in stake a lot of things. A carefully made choice is what becomes a reason of celebration later.

Not at all made up for the precarious state of affairs, I was going to be put through in Bangalore. During Bombay tour, my skyline statement was:-"The solitude of long journeys is cut to the noose with a cherishing partner". A small amendment to the earlier note puts it:-"The dilemma of long journeys is stacked high with an unrelishing companion". Unfortunately, it was a one man showpiece in Bangalore trip. Of course, not an accolade to feast upon, but nevertheless a matter of pride, that I discovered yet another heightened fact of my credentials. Starting from planing the trip -> scheduling the entire stay -> scooping out the relics of the last available options -> boarding the train back to BBSR. All these in such short interim, Whoomph!! I was ductiled to the last strip.

Now in train, I channel through the flashbacks of my 'To' journey. An astonishing analogy pops in. What I glanced from top then, was made to view on the bottom-line now. The repugnant sketching of bottomline view might prick a thorn to retinals of someone adapted to aerial glares. The absurdities cloaked inside dazzling top view of city skylines, were muzzling a factual acquaintance of life. Although superficial view might cognate sparkling instances,the real face of any aspect is perceived while on the bottomline. Moral of the epic is never wipe off the bottomline, while on top. One can lift his bottomline higher, but in no way should lift himself higher than his bottomline - the fall pains a lot.

Some aspects that I gained:- The street side book stand. Study of a few lines from the book-"The Secret". Our brain lets out the frequency of our thoughts into the universe. This frequency resonates with the like frequencies available in space. This in turn attracts the effects of these Like Things to our life. Hence, never think what you do not want. Be specific, think what you want.

My Guru, Dr. Nanda, had once commented-"The personal life of a leader is never so good" I am spoiling my academics. I know at the end of the day, I shall be the worst sufferer. Time to get a bit selfish. Few things, though it would be the toughest to find a tiny speck of time for my personal freckles, yet these things need to be done at the earnest regard. Why? Because-"If I am safe; then people buoying upon my discernment can erstwhile sediment off their concerns. A man getting drowned himself can't rescue the flood affects" As I get back to Burla:-
* Need to issue my supplementary mark sheet(will cost a couple of days)
* Need to check my attendance
* Need to gear up for the semester exams,
or else it might be a gloomy farewell to this Hero.


Drop down the pen!!

chewy chubbies

Pushing through the conclusive seconds of the 6th semester........the neural wires twitch to variegated objectives.The most sought after dream of my engineering career - to bestow myself as the training and placement secretary of this grand Technical Constitution.All the diplomatic moves crafted by me on its entirety, to scale the heights of this powerful post of the university.I twitter at the emotional blasphemy missiled by me to wipe away all well armored competitors off my way.On the reverse edge, i also guarantee that none of them could have made a better tnp secy. than myself. Ever since my inception to this technical grandeur, I had always wished to place myself somewhere to which everyone is made to eye with respect, do something that leaves every kith and kin astounded at my rise and spellbound at my strategies.Public opinions mean a lot to my senses.......what people think and what they might think, helps drawing out some useful calculations to my strategies. Power in real sense implies public support and reckless experiments.Haaaa..........i whooze out as i think of the complexity i hv put myself into.But honestly yelling out, i have become addicted to this sort of plannings and rulings.it seems as if life is a trash can without these dirty games.
All in all, it contributes to the making of MAN, streaming out the larvae from its cocoon to thrust the flight of freedom, thumping down all absurdities clogging the path to my dream.