A JOURNEY

No one is ever happy,

with what they already have.

Everyone is on a quest,

to attain what they crave.

The less fortunate crowd,

wander in search of food.

The remaining few search too,

for something not so crude.

I too am a wanderer,

seeking my own sacred grove.

Combing the face of the earth,

I roam in the search of love.

Eyes of strangers question me,

 through the crowds as I shove.

I wander through the streets of life,

journeying in the search of love.

'What is love to you?',

people ask me everyday.

It is as beautiful as the sunrise,

to those skeptics, I say.

The feeling of safety and elation,

of beauty and of care,

of warmth and of comfort,

with bitter-sweet memories to share.

Life goes by fluttering past me.

Many quests meet their end.

Only the quest of love never dies.

It never goes out of 'trend'.

Even after my eyes close,

my quest stays alive.

I still wander through the streets,

journeying forever,

searching eternity.

-Aishwarya

A LOVE (III)

He and Arya..soul mates??! That was just ridiculous as a politician being truthful or ice being smoking hot. He would never like her. There was one in a million chance that he would love her. Turns out, this time was the one in the million chances that he would fall in love with her. 

He realized that the Teacher was calling out to him; asking him something. One glance at the board told him all he needed. 

“A is equal to three root two and B is equal to six by seven.” 

“That is absolutely correct. But in fact I was asking you to turn off the AC.” 

“Oh.” 

Thats just great. Making a fool of himself in front of a girl. But wait..since when did he mind himself in front of girls? He just didn't care what they thought of him…until now. It mattered to him what she thought of him. How he talked, reacted, acted, lifted his hand, made expressions; all of those mattered when it concerned Arya. It was an instinct he had never felt. The instinct of impressing the opposite sex. He felt a power. He felt very energetic, agile and alert. His brain told him that his hormones were creating such reactions. But his heart knew better. It told him that Arya was the cause. It told him that he should flow with it. Still…he was, at that moment, very powerful. And he hated it. 

He hated that a stranger to him could do this to him, could control his body, his functioning which he couldn't. He wanted to resist it. He wanted to destroy the one who was at the root of all this. 

CALM DOWN. Shouted his heart. Its your nature. All males react in the same way. Don’t over react. You know you love her. 

NO. He did not love her. She was nothing like the girl that he imagined. She was too open, too easy going. She kept nothing in her mind. She was at the complete mercy of the one in front of her. In short, she was the complete opposite of him. 

‘She is your equal and opposite’ prompted his Heart ‘And opposites attract.’ 

Then he decided something that would have shocked himself twenty minutes ago. He decided that he wanted to spend more time with her. 

A LOVE (II)

Okay. He had imagined that “I love you” part. But there was no denying that she was absolutely gorgeous.

“Oh! You like Greenday. Achcha hain. But it is a little loud for my liking. I like Metallica jyada.”

He just pointed out that Metallica was heavy metal, which was very much louder than Greenday.

“Jaane de na. Afterall they are only bands.”

His blood boiled on hearing Greenday as ‘only a band’.

Before he could reply the Teacher came in, so he again plugged his earphones in and continued listening to ‘American Idiot’. Everyone stood up to greet the Teacher. His song was again interrupted by Arya. He was not standing. So what? He never greeted Teachers. They came in, they went out; it mattered to him as much as a pile of bat droppings. But you had to greet them. Damn, she was persistent. He stood up so that she would stop hammering his skull with her knuckles.

“By the way, I am Arya”
“So?”
“What is your name?”
“George Bush.”
“Really?”
“GOD!”

The teacher had started to teach some maths. One and a half hour of drilling into him what he already knew. Having nothing better to do, He started observing Arya, which he found, to his surprise, found very entertaining
.
Her hair, dark brown with some streaks of light brown, was made that way by a hair specialist. That meant that she was rich enough to afford one, or she spent all of her savings on her hair.

She wore no earrings. But instead there were real flowers in her ears. Little violet flowers which matched with her pink top. Shit. What was happening to him? He was thinking about a girl that wore flowers in her ear that matched her top.

Her eyes were brown. Closer examination revealed that they were the same shade as his. The brown eyes…were looking directly into his. F***. He quickly looked the other. Had she known that he was studying her? What would she say? What she said to Him was-

“I know. Your eyes are beautiful too. I wonder why Shilpa was telling me not to look in your eyes. They are soo deep!”

That was a pleasant surprise. Nobody had ever told him that his eyes were beautiful. Nobody ever looked in them. But wait…she said”..beautiful too.” That meant that she knew he was thinking about her eyes. That was not possible unless their brainwaves matched. And Brain waves matched only when you are…SOULMATES.
 

NEVER ENDING AND NEVER FINAL

We all know, in life, what success is and what failure is. But these are two sides of the same coin, one being never ending and one is never final.

When you enter into college life, it feels different, doesn't it? There is a sense of independence, freedom and DREAMS to achieve many things. When we come out of the traps of school and we desire to fly like a free bird. But when you fly you are bound to fall. No, I am not demotivating you. You should fly but you should never fear a fall because after a fall, you rise.

Many after tasting success in their boards in 10^th feel achieved success, being on top of the world. But it’s just a footstep into an ocean where success is unending and it comes with roadblocks.

One must remember every morning is a new one, what you have achieved in the past matters least when you don’t perform today. Today is what you are. Don’t you agree?  

Steve Jobs made a company like Apple a $2 billion dollars incorporation, in 10 years since its start in his garage! What success! But soon he saw failure by being fired from his company. What next?? You all know he rose again came back and tasted success after success from iPods to iPads to iPhones he did not stop!

Samsung, many have it in your pockets! It was a huge failure. But got success from Corby then Wave and then the Galaxy series and the success is still on…

Sachin Tendulkar, big success at a young age, failure when people are at peak booed in hometown down with injuries, but hunger for success always there. More than a year without his 100th hundred didn’t matter him as a failure .Failure could not lessen his passion, nor he stopped after 1 success. That made him score 100 100’s and many thousands of runs.

All these examples had 1 thing in common they did not stop after one success nor a failure could stop them. They were back with a bang!

You will hear “NO” in your life many a times . Girls reject boys all the time. You don’t value that “no”. You just ask the next one and move on. Wear a fastrack. It helps.

You need to do the same, search a way out of failures, in life. Like you never give up when you want to convince your friend for an outing. Just don’t give up.

Failure is not the dead end it is just to give a new turn to your life.

LIFE IS TOO BIG FOR ANYTHING TO BE FINAL, SUCCESS OR FAILURE!

- A guest writer- Varun