Amazingly I Am

VDJS, its my Alma mater. VDJS stands for Vidya Devi Jindal School. It is in Hisar and more information about the school can be found at http://www.vdjs.edu.in/ This year, my school completed 25 yeras of its existence and it is a proud moment for every other jindalite. In its memory, I thought of giving my regards to the school by putting my memories of the school days into the following words.. before I proceed further, a line from the school's anthem.. VDJS, we love, you love, we love you.. VDJS WE LOVE YOU!!! here it goes.... With the love you bestowed on me for eight years I can't stop but recall those days here With Granny holding our hands on first day Putting us up in our dormitories with a happy face Missing my home, I cried day and night But VDJS loved me like its own child Without shedding more tears at that time I started learning the life's drive Blessed with wonderful teachers and friends I had the amazing time of my life Learning on every step I took With devot...

In the end, does it really matters? When all you have with you is tears And that artificial smile which now you wear With emotions boiling inside, you wonder Why isn't everything amicable? Surrendering to this fate so cruel You just move on passing those hurdles Yet there is crack to be mended Impossible it seems In the glory, you once apprehended On this battlefield of truth and fake One has to win, whatever it may take Truth is strong yet not powerful Under pressure, its win seems doubtful It struggles hard and harder Suppressed and downtrodden Your anger comes out in full motion Spoiling the relations without realizing Its the fake, who gets the promotion Regaining the strength, truth recovers Still last in the row, it struggles With cries and tears rolling all around The battle gets tougher and tougher Resigning, the fake is victorious Yet the reality is completely different For the reason that In the end, it really doesn't matter!

Heated talks and the dark night Always yearning to hold her tight Whispering his love in her ears Feeling the warmth of her breath so clear He was lying beside her without any fear Waiting for the moment to draw her near Speaking softly in her sleep to let her hear The Love he has for her sleeping dear With rays peeping through the hole of the curtain Trying to disturb the night which was calm and subtle He wanted to take her away from those lights To let her love sleep peacefully on that night Thunders and storms all happening outside Not letting him step away from her side Worried he, was praying for a miracle To switch off that button, regaining the silence Feeling so powerless and upset He was trying to enter into a bet With the nature so angry tonight Pleading it not to pick up any fight His love is sleeping after a long time Please let her rest, for once tonight With this, he lost his sight Cursing the weather, he cried Though trying his best, he thought he failed Yet she woke up...

While I sit on my bed in this room Glancing back on those five years with full zoom I thought to myself one last time Does my soul still have that shine? Mother and father gave all the support Unexplainable, words are falling short How to repay the kindness they bestow Without any selfishness, just letting me grow Learning the hardest rule of this life Thinking but there's no place to hide Emotions circling my mind completely Making it difficult to speak openly The faster it is, thornier Slower, it is a failure With time, it is going to be subtle I'll have to be careful but hustle Walking around this life's shore To create footprints that will last for more Completing the next task, standing on my door I am going to make them proud on this floor Of their daughter whom they care and adore Without any reservations with full vigor Trying my best to fulfill their dreams While having their blessings always with me Convicting myself To the time which cannot be trusted Without cru...

This is the moment I had been waiting till now, the time when I sit down in the classroom of National Law University and write the last exam of my Law school life. That time when we thought about our seniors passing out, it felt nostalgic but when the time is same for me, I am wondering what is the name of the feeling I can term this as... I am happy that I am leaving but on the same time, I am not feeling that very sad as well. Besides this, even though my batch of 2009 would not have been the best batch when it comes down to unity but I am glad at the end of five years, one thing which brought the batch together at last was the chain mail started by me. In the mail, I stated in simple words, the moments of our college in a nutshell. I wanted to say give a farewell present to the whole batch and nothing better than this could cross my mind... the world of words is the best place I could express and at the same time part away with not so hurting words... This below written is the poem ...

This is how people get worked up during examz.. following is a normal conversation with a friend who is done with 4 of his final examz for the semester and still 2 more to go for him. Read the conversation below and U shall understand the fever i am talking about.. :D a brief about the conversation. we were talking about him getting his tickets booked for going back home after his examz and i was saying that the particular train has 3 tier AC coach but he was refusing to accept that. so he was asking when did i travel in 3 tier Ac coach and catch the conversation now... Chitwan : kabki? this time? me : last winters ki baba... i remember Chitwan : acha me : nahi re.. abhi this time m goin by car :D 5:08 PM road trip Chitwan : haan samaan hoga na bohat poora gharonda bas jata hai 5 saalo mein kya karen! me : not much now.. kahfi i have left home.. winter clothes i tuk.. abhi piche 2 trips to dehi i tuk stuff which went home yup.. no one knows tht better than me... 8 yrs sch...

As she woke up to answer the phone on her bed Just wanted to hear your voice, he said Holding her breath as she spoke Hello to the person over the phone Thinking about the dream she had Two people under that lovely shed Loosing her thoughts she heard him say Reminding her of the place they once stayed And then he asked her how you are today Never before she felt her heart sway To the tune of words she was hearing Stuck in her thoughts with the man who was speaking And lost was she in her own world dreaming Alongside this only person she kept wishing Her dream world to turn into reality And walk with pride in that beautiful city City which is called as love Having a straight road without any curve Still talking with him she realized She was on the phone, she sighed Wishing for the right time she cried And kept down the phone on her side!