Saturday, June 30, 2012

The 'four' musketeers

It's been a year and a half. Life goes on, no matter what.

When I try to decipher the sense that it makes while saying 'a year and a half' , I'm apparently replenished by - my unreadiness for IT culture - the unheard of emotions - the circle of friendship that unfolded - the enduring flipside of me that I never knew existed - a series of inimitable memories flashing like a black and white slow paced movie - the hearts that made me cry, learn, grow, introspect - the way I became what I am today.

Why do I feel like my college days have come to an end when I didn't really feel so while I was walking out of my college campus?
Looking back at the time when I was just an inept new born out of college, I am left perplexed.
Should I thank my friends for being just there for me/with me all the time? or should I thank god for his brilliant strategem?

·  The vetti chit-chats
·  The leisurely walk during work hours ;) and work during break time :P
·  The lame jokes ( lol. The latest/lamest one - knows/Nose :D )
·  The hilarious run aways :P
·  The 'we are friends' love stories and solution finding
·  The 'No long break together' mails
·  The fight for food in the same plate
·  The all new language speaking skills
·  The 'otha sollala' drunken dancing :P
·  The non-stop story telling skills that I developed :)
·  The silly tantrum for chocolates :P
·  The 'dhandiyas' during lunch ;)
·  The mokkais that we used to get while trying to show off :D 
The compassion, the support, the pain, the truest of emotions. Damn! I miss the idiots. Here I am today with all the beautiful memories intact in my heart.

We were definitely the musketeers.

Wednesday, June 13, 2012


Shimmering eyes..
Celestial gaze..
Gleaming teeth..
Impeccable smile..
Glowing face..
Bewitching grace..
Enslaving hands..
Enchanting hair..

And GLORIOUS heart.

Is it a depiction of sanctity?
It is my angelic HIM!

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