Chronicles of an Extraordinary Fool

So, it was last night that I got talking to the girl I had fallen for, 4 years back. We got to talking and i learned that she no longer has a boyfriend anymore and I was as happy as a toddler because it was first time in 4 years that i had learned that she was single and i did not think twice and offered her to take me back.  (yea, you are thinking right, what kind of fool just jumps at an opportunity like that, I could have waited a bit, could have asked if she was available, hell could have asked how did it happen and then move on from it but no, I didnt have that much thought and I just asked her straight away.) It is after her initial tipsy reply that I first felt it. During her acknowledgement of how special I was to her, she used that infernal word, that one word which was enough to tell me to quit dreaming. She used the word "always" I knew it then and there that she was lost to me. given the fact that I pushed her away in the first place. It was after asking her to...

Something I have learned long back is that LOVE is the only son of a dog (coz I'm feminist), that can drive me to write about something. Rest all I am capable of keeping in. You got that right, yes, it is that time again when I am feeling infatuation, a beautiful someone is seemingly more beautiful than the rest of them. I met her not at some party, bar, club, or disco (i don't go to any of those....... maybe once in a while), no, I met her at a college. Sometimes it's downright funny as to the chain of unforeseen events lead to such happy yet painful accidents. We started a conversation very prior to the scheduled time of discussion and by the end of the day which we both were crawling through (although in different teams), we were friends enough to exchange contacts and all (coz well, let's face it I'm charming, love). Now since that chance meeting, we have met each other a couple of times and I like the time I spend with her and on top of that she is f...

Hey readers, So the fool sat down on the side of a busy road, waiting for a bus to show-up, wondered long and hard at the events of his life as it sprang ahead, as fleetingly as the cars went by. Order, the word order has been something that has dictated all his life, cant remember his life without the order of school introduced in his life. He couldnt conjure up the memories that he might have had as a child but, later when he switched to primary school he was subjected to this routine of getting up by 6:15am and leaving by 7 for school, coming back by 2:00pm and running off to tuition by 3:30pm and so on. the order kept changing though during the course of his lifetimes. it was like he was running a relay race with baton of time at hand. Each relay he completed, he emerged better than the last one, with that order setting-in in his lifestyle. Part One,             the fool got up early, so his brother can have the convenience of a longer sleep (honest...

Something has got to tick for me to write and as it appears I shall write as another. So here goes to the extraordinary fool.           He sat laid back watching tv, the movie showing was  intense, the theory of everything, never thought theories to be made of such complex human emotions he said to himself. The movie was so enthralling, the sheer strength of the bond between the sick doctor and his wife where she tries her best to uphold the relationship.           He had known black and white all his life atleast, that is what he dealt in at all times the emotions were always two extremes little did he know that, that was not how things worked. People say red is the color of love but, he stood in defiance, he believed it to be gray colored!! Why you ask, well, so did many and he replied as to why it is gray. He believed that love existed because of its affection now this affection coul...

          Facing the mirror he stood, dim light and the bleak atmosphere of the room acted as defining traits of that reflection that looked back. The mirror dusty and tattered, probably held most of the truth. He looked back, ran through his memories!! Every few footsteps something sweet awaited, a life so beautiful not because of its own making but, because of people in it. These people were the ones he earned through his kindness, made friends, nurtured familiarities and so on, developing relations, strengthening bonds!!           He felt that heart throb another time, yearn for someone, mysterious in its juvenile longings,  trying his best to keep em smiling. She was beautiful, as are they all but, no this one was special for she loved him back, he tried her love and before every full stop he would have believed in her love. They shared stories and all he heard was the glimmer of her eyes, the calm of her gaze and the occasio...

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On Friday, in the bus as I was commuting to my college i was lucky enough to find myself a seat but, come Peeragadi(a bus stop) an elderly person just walked by and i being a good samaritan offered my seat to which he graciously agreed and even thanked me for it. Seeing the bus in a now crowded state I took to my seat right above the front wheel of the bus but, was stopped in mid-way and got offered a seat by another elderly gentleman who was alighting the bus soon. He said in his somewhat coarse voice "sitting on this is not safe" I being the stubborn one said "its safe, i usually travel like this". Then came the exasperation.           I was Listening to the songs on my playlist when something caught my eye, it was a girl (Low hanging fruit this side :D ), this girl studies in my college I thought but then why have i never seen her perhaps, I'm not looking at the right place. Nevertheless, she is very beautiful and I had this sudden urge to see her smile ...

The way you are moving in your sleep, The way you look before you leap.. These strange illusions that you keep.. You don't know But, i'm noticing Your silent wail is a screech to behold .. Your defiance ..when you are complaint is still untold Your breath on a cold winter is the warmth i need.. You don't know But, i'm noticing The dreams that you live on , The thoughts you pick on .. The cold floor you tread on .. The smile u keep on ..is just a camouflage You don't know But, i'm noticing These beautiful tears that you weep , The crazy party sweep, The fantasy of you lurking around , The warm of you in the deep down .. You don't know.. But, i'm noticing A trickle of laugh upon your cheek , Pace of speed among you feet .. The dancing in the rain .. The calm of you where ever you seat... You don't know , But, i'm noticing The fear in the night to walk by, The turn of head side to side , The cheeky laugh of you ...

Been troubled by this one word for quite some time and I bet my sexy ass that fate holds something in future where I would want the same I won't get it. But coming onto the matters of now I really don't see myself inclined towards the docile concept of forgiveness. I am getting a no. Of chances where I get to forgive people and I am in defiance. I don't know if I am falling as low as the offenders ? Seems like I don't care I prefer to be like this. Seems to make my life easier, no complications, no 2-faced person etc.. Its funny how people think that resolving things makes everything ok. A famous saint of india ( India is known for that isn't it?) said "Rahiman dhaaga prem ka mat todo chattkaye, tute toh phir na jude-e, jude-e gaanth pad jaaye. Meaning O man, don't stretch the string of the bond of love so far that it breaks, if broken it is never the same even if tied. So I dare question the fact that is it OK to break the bond at your will ...

Hey readers How is life guys ?? There has been a substantial decrease in my episodes of overwhelming emotions. Now a days its just the good old me and that too a happy one but (There is always a butt), traveling still has that un-altering effect. When you see the trees running by, showing you the path you travel on, treading under a sky that looked exactly like it did while an incident happened in your life. It is amazing how familiar threads in the web of memory tangle and there is a impalpable desire to untangle it. I had the pleasure to travel the same way that I used to while I was studying at my university in punjab and the threads that I managed to pluck on were pretty crazy. The first day at the place The first friends I made The foreign teachers I had The amount of work I used to do (I should've been paid for all that) The first love of the university The bonds that I formed. So you know the tendency of the human mind about how it sees the doom and glo...

hey how are you guys and girls ? well guess you are good and this one is just a random note .. does not end with an epiphany or some teaching (not that i usually do that).      so on 30th april 2014 i bid my seniors farewell, of many i wasnt in contact with many hell i barely knew a handful of em. So i guess its obvious i did not have much emotional attachment there but yea i guess i will miss seeing them around with those warm greetings, gonna miss  +Kashish Sharma   although he isnt around much anyway but you know i'll miss him the most coz he is my neighbour :P. Then i will miss a few others like  +Garima Batra  ,  +Sakshi Arora  ,  +Anish Grover  ,  +Varun Tyagi  ,  +Kanik Thakur  , @indepal , @aditya nair ,  +Somali Bajpai  ,  +ritika dhingra  , @sahiba sabbarwal,  +Chirantan Khastgir  ,  +Agney Mulay  , +Pushkar Hans   and many more. so guess a f...

heyo people... hows it hangin ??  well i wanted to write today in particular because a thought has struck my mind and he wants out. so here goes. Today i have had an epiphany (for those who dont know what an epiphany is .. go check the dictionary) so the sudden realization of the great truth was that today alone i felt sad. Now i know i shouldn't have felt so because i was the one pushing her away trying to save her the trouble of I, ME and MYSELF but, i felt as if no air in my lungs and no light was caught by my eyes, because the one thing i looked for was nowhere to be found. You must think what a messed up guy, cant he make up his mind.. but let me assure you im not on the verge of total insanity yet. i should be happy that i finally got what i wished for but here i am still sulking, you know what i think i cared when she talked to me, when she used to tell me about her day, when she used to flick away those hair only so i could see her face. Well thats that, I know now that no...

Heyo everyone,                      today i got to sleep 10 minutes more than usual time. YAY!!!!!  Well, Its another story entirely that it delayed my overall schedule but, it was fun in the monotonous routine. So,  got to my college at my usual time (which is 40 minutes before the college starts #drag) and was sitting in my college's cafeteria when, a thought struck my mind( there has been a lot of that going around). you all might know how i was supposedly in love then, thought it to be just a #FalseAlarm well,as it turns out "It was and It wasnt". Dubious ?? let me explain.. you might know how first love feels like..? well if you dont then take this as only a foot note or something you can learn something from.                  That feeling of first love is downright awesome!!! Its like watching ripples in a calm lake, listening to birds chirp their songs, the sun tryin...

Happy today- something is different well,then comes the "Personal Influence Theory" into play . I just remembered that, yesterday evening it was 2 friends teasing me about Her. I guess the influence of their meaningless and vain chatter has set in. Since morning i am listening to the heart warming, life affirming and stupid love songs, to be honest its just one in particular "Ishq Bulava" an OST of Bollywood movie "Hasee Toh Phasee". A movie in which the leading hero falls for his fiancee's sister who was banished from the family. So I guess the concept of 'Forbidden Love' is in motion here. Trust me im not the kind to fight even for my limitations. It so happened during the class that our lecturer was teaching and I out of habit of being an insufferable know it all completed his sentence with a peculiar word "BELOVED" while it was to be friends and colleagues (i so wanted to shoot myself that i uttered something and that too under t...

The excitement of first love was overwhelming but then again guess im not mature at all and i got the wandering heart syndrome( #made up disease). I got to thinking that if I love this girl shouldnt i put her first, shouldnt i care for her like hell, shouldnt i be hers but im not ... I kinda got thinking over it yesterday, a whole day i didnt talk to her properly and nothing no feeling of guilt came upon me and i realized it then and there that i had to tell her that i dont love her but merely infatuated to her, she is one of those beautiful girls who can be surprisingly cute and charmingly stunning at the same time and i played the timid guy before telling her about what i felt but, the thought of hurting her later down the road. So, today i backed out i retaliated from the situation so as to avoid any further contempt. No matter how hard i thought about it i couldnt reach an alternate conclusion. Out of the few things that have been constantly taught to me is that never break what y...

   I think its funny to such little and puny things and relate them to something as great as "Life" but, then again it takes a droplet to make a lake into an ocean (well u get the analogy right). So, here is another one of mine (another droplet into my lake of life because im 21 only).    I was sitting idle and had nothing on my mind (trust  me it was literally nothing) when, i tissue paper in my bag caught my eye while, i was getting a hold of my water-bottle. I picked it up and started thinking about what i could do to it and then a childhood craft lesson came dashing into my mind but, it wasn't random because when i thought about it later on, it was because of a simple yet complex association, the association of Valentines Day. Its a day celebrated for love and as you all might know there is a series of days that come before this day and one of these many days is the rose day. So, i thought of that crafty skill that i was taught years back and put it to use...

im here again because im troubled and this time too the problem is the same as before, you know recently enough i have started to feel infatuated and obsessed with someone, i talked to her on a phone call and guess what the ear didnt hurt, i dont really get it that why would i get into the same scenario again and again when i know that i will be the incapable one to sustain it any further. i was a good kid back in school i was humble, respectful and one of the most nicest kinds of friend. This would probably feel like im boasting but i was always there to offer help to friends, to teachers, never was i into any fights (its not hard to believe even now) and was never known for any form of indiscipline. Many would say that i hadnt enjoyed my school time as much as i could have i had not been what i was but, i am proud of what i was i was recently remembered by a friend and she felt so happy while talking to me on the phone and she uttered the words " everyone has changed so much...

heyo ppl... guess i have ran out of stories .. .. but no matter .. got something to say .. , i want something to be shared , want something to be heard .. Its quite surprising to me .. but yes .. i want it all to happen again ... to go back to the childhood , to feel the rain ... to shout out a friends name, standing under the burning sun  and calling him out to play , that "red letter", that game of "cricket", the stupid "hide and seek", the tiring game of "tag" . go back into the time where .. i did not differenciate .. neither caste nor religon , when love was another "yucky" something and friendship was all that i knew.. a time when my lunch was eaten by my former friends before i had a chance at it.. would love to jump in the puddle again , would love a game of basket ball again, would love to love again ... alas time has its on repurcussions .. all the love stories i have ever had were meaning less and it kept ha...

i know i shouldn't be posting this but i guess its about time i do let it out .. after all we have to let go if we need to move on . so here is the juice .. i met .. oh sorry " saw " this magnificent creature on 8th of august 2011...  it " wasn't " a love at first sight.. believe me... because back then she was holding back but  yea she looked beautiful in her own way .. the kind whose presence would be an overwhelming calm,  whose presence would be teamed with serenity .. it was amazing because  i kept looking back at her she sat in my ENG 123 second row and 4th seat..  hair tied back into a bun and looking at our teacher as he was asking for introductions..   well that was my highlight of the day ..  first day of college came down to second on the list ..  first was seeing her . Now people usually go crazy about love of their life ( at that particular time ) and, i was crazy too messaging her on facebook now...

m in a certain upheaval.. two girls i have know for a year ,  were bestest (oh yea bestest is now a word) of friends . you know the kind you  always imagine in a pair , the kind who will always laugh together , cry together  (hope it never happens) the one pair to joke together and the one pair to work together ...   like socks (weird analogy ... lemme try again) .. a keyboard ..  now with the keyboard you just assumed the mouse yourself didnt you ..  Thats the kind of friends they are. We being humans always have a tendency to create differences ..  we have never heard of a son who never fought with his mom ,  a daughter who never complained to her dad ,  a brother who doesnt defy his sister or brother. We have believed that we get to chose our friends but there is always a time when we reach an impasse with those FRIEND(s) and it is inevitable that we eventually lose em . why do we let...