Rachit : A creator in nostalgic disguise.

At odds

2010-11-22T09:24:00.000-08:00

The sight from the left , starting with the pages of magic , power and belief of the coelho writings . No matter the heart seeks the solution of the mystery it beholds , it is always right at the moment you are living in . Like a witch maladicting a child and the child doesn’t know if ball is the toy or the sun .They are perplexing moments which has no key .

Once written by Coelho ,

“Waiting is painful . Forgetting is painful . But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering .”

( And yes astonishingly , I am not over a break-up ) .

Moving on , with the colours of leaves in the story of Google , two young stanford nerds introducing a simple cutting edge of technology to being one hell of a revolution in its en route to the web and the lives connected to it . Here , comes the success story . Now , it comes with no sense of regard that success favours the bright , but success favours the simple . Like there is a difference between apples and oranges , like why apple fall down on just Newton’s head and none before that and why orange is orange in colour . To define what you need in life is just like answering the above lines . Thus to make it simple , we have to think simple , and there comes an adjective running behind us .

“Like if Sergey Brin’s parents wouldn’t have moved to America when he was 5 , google’s success would have been added to russia’s economy . Like fate , like the ladder . “

Then to the chicken soup for some souls , I don’t know from where that came from , but I think from the cousin Chicken . Like I am a vegan , I couldn’t get much into the souls of the chicken , I barely read all the books one by one . The rainbow stories all depicting love , happiness , sadness , toughness and what not “ness” . But , it has all the heartfelt stories like in the sands of our own time.

“ The chicken definately came first – God would look silly sitting on an egg “ .

Then the freaks writing the economics , a showcase of different perspective on whatever you do and ought to do . Facts and figures do matter in life , as who cares about the facts but figures , Oh yes !

Why monkeys are more mature than the humans ? Because they are more experienced , as they came first and then the humans . Its a fact . Now the figures says there are more humans in India then the monkeys . This means humans are more insensitive towards the nature and hence not in extinct .

Some stupid survey shows ,

“Global warming indigestion is pushing the monkeys to extinction “ .

Who cares , until we are living and not feel the flames at the base .

Railing on with the stories of entrepreneurs , like giving the motto to not eat and behave as a fool and then collecting and connecting the stones . The sooner you do this in your life , you’ll turn into a person with substance and not a beggar ! Not that beggars doesn’t have substance . But to be a best among the beggars , you need to start off like a rickshaw and a few jerks . And then make sure that your handle is not broken .

“ I can be hungry , I can be foolish and still I ll have enough in me to connect the dots , this would make me an intelligent fool .”

Love stories can be made between heaven and hell , assuming each one of it as a state . Well , not in political terms , each state has its own strintgents and culture to look forward on . Controversial #Motivation check . Alive !

From the college life romances to the pressures of job affairs , it just make a life more fun and full of “jobs”. A normal life portrayed by the players of the front stream into the beautifully crafted mishaps is just what it takes to create a chaos , somethings beyond forever , and teaches us how to convert a two wheeler into a ferrari . No not magic , it takes self belief . Not in life , but to read these books . But still , we love it to the core .

“ As men is born out of stupidity , 90% of the attributes of each , are the same.”

Now , looking forward there is a boy in a deserted country where the world’s superpower bombarded for an old bearded rapscallion , running behind a kite and in search of a friend with whom he can play with . The invasion of a country in the war , then the young ones gets seperated and then come back at the same place seeking for redemption . This is how stuff works in life . We all have baggages left behind , and one day we turn to unlock the baggage . Sooner or later one have to and will do .

“ Just like there are no free lunches , a lunch in the night turns to be a baggage one gets on him . “ Wrong turns are the part of life .

Then comes the adventures of a symbologist . Like the crown , star and the sun were all the part of brief history of our time ,these plays a major role in getting the mysteries of science solved . But to remember words said by my father to me , “Science ends where religion starts and humanity is a religion . “ , this struck me that no matter how much science progresses and how much we are a part of it in its progress . Somethings in life is just not quantum or classical , but real .

There comes the class of 1958 at harvard , just like the class of 2013 at NIT , remembered after 50 years , moments should be fringed into memories and memories into photographs , and one should never forget the last lecture given by our professor . As that lecture would be the best out of all and has the strength to break the grounds and reach the skies .

“ The dreams will come to you “ .

The collection in the book-shelf of which the books read and the books unread is itself an irony as it comes in the life for the lost accounts . I wonder sometimes that why the scene is so assuasive , even if the lights are turned off into the sepia mode . Left to Right .

I just glanced my book-shelf and smiled .

Rachit Khator.

10^th November , 2010 .

Randomness burning !

2010-11-04T16:08:00.000-07:00

Having been the bad boy lately , I have enough to decide that what in this world can change me and my thoughts which led to extinction in the past. Living up the most happening month OCTOBER , I am feeling immensely coordinated with the moments I have lived and the same I dealt with in the past . Past is to forget , but yes somethings just cannot let go off your mind , no matter how much hard you try to take it off from you . Playing with words that I often do . Now is the time to get started with something you have always wanted to do . #Motivation Check .
And I drafted a mail to a random person I met recently , but yeah he's not that random to the world . #55,000 followers on twitter , couldn't be just another guy . :) But , yeah What A guy !
A pen and a paper is just what it takes now .
Nothing to lose , but to show what you can be capable of when an apple falls on a head .
A quote that was an strike X and meshed all the bottles , here it goes ,
" When life throws lemons at you , make a lemonade out of it . Then sell the lemonade , make a franchisee out of it and then sell the franchisee . Just when you have had enough , write a book saying ' This is what happened when life threw lemons at me ' "
I have taken enough of the lemons now , time to make a lemonade out of it .
Rock and Rolla .
Just another tequila sunrise :)

Clicks - the start !

2010-10-05T15:03:00.000-07:00

Restless on the road,
In different emotion mode,
Wish to abode ,
The path of moment load .

Clicks - the start !

2010-09-29T11:54:00.000-07:00

The bowls of happiness and the enlightened one :)

The thunderbolt week of elasticity !

2010-07-10T14:13:00.000-07:00

There has been moments of utter disguise and enriched happiness together in the past , which made me confused and go away from the path I never intend to be . Seeking for a real good change to happen and as said "Change should be constant" , I had this opportunity to attend the best national conference from the world's largest student run organization called AIESEC and named June National Conference 2010.

Nothing as I knew what was waiting for me there and what was it that I was going to experience in this secluded life which I was adjusted in and there embarked the times I have waited for .

Good times and bad times are temporary . #Some legend.

With the delegation of around 16 people and heading the team with the post of Vice-president , Corporate Sector of AIESEC in Surat , I took a feeling of humble pride in me for the next seven days with sheer excitement to meet different breeds of people there and here our bus comes at 3-30 AM with baroda delegation already in there waiting for us and an undiscovered journey begun as yet .

We reached the venue that was Golden Pond Resort in Silvassa , five hours later and soon as we got down the amplifiers rolled and in no time we are jiving ! Here the whip-cracks got into me and around 50 of us shaking before the gates of the resort , world doesn't matter * . Got into our rooms , kept the baggages not at proper places , infact we hardly kept them properly , we rushed towards our first plenary where roundabout 500 delegates from different cities came in and there it started with the song " AMPLIFIER " ( MC jive ) , we again rolled with the flow .

Enough of the dancing part , its a conference :-) , but the culture of the organization had to inject in our veins .

Sessions began , we shouted our roll calls that was " No beer , No whiskey , AIESEC SURAT very risky " , with other people screaming theirs i.e people from delhi, mumbai, bangalore , chandigarh ,kolkata etc to name a few . I never witnessed this kind of madness ever , mind it and I mean it . We got introduced with our member committee of AIESEC INDIA which comprised of people from all over India who has worked hard and reached the position they hold of presidents and vps' in their departments .

The after-parties got into our veins and arteries,which included skolling ( a team game of speed drinking :-p ) , prom night (no discussions:-)) , the awards night in which by the way AIESEC Surat won for the best expansion initiatives :-) ( stupendous goosebumps feeling ) and the closing commissions ( where all the vp's of respective departments toast ) . We the people hardly slept because these times weren't going to come back and everyday we saw the sun rising our head , still jiving on the tunes . 500 people just like us , under one roof , in a sync , high and over high and enough with the feeling as heaven can't be described .

The sessions for the executive board members were so transformative , which actually changed a few perspectives and made us baffled { design session by young entrepreneurs and mind boggling session in dealing with the matters of life by Advait ( a renowned psychologist ) } . Plus the case studies , the department meetings and the interactions with the varied offsprings stole it all .

I made great international friends too but the desi ones still rocks .

Clocks stopped .

The time came for all of us to depart , this was the terrible feeling of my life . I never wanted to leave the place , I was addicted with the schedule , I was swamped in the moments and the stranger turned friends . This was not happening .

We hugged , we kissed , we skolled , we rolled , we jived , we were family .

Just after the week passed , the times spellbound and we got into our bus , we left , everyone did respectively .

I had a tear literally .

I just got over with this after a week , I loved the hangover .

I was in love with myself all over again .

Dissolving in the song I fell in love with ,

" Aaj ka yeh din , hai mera din ,

Meri he marzi kaa ,

Maa ka kehna , hoon awara ,

Kismat ka ghulam ,

Tu chali aa , le chal wahin ,

Tu chali aa , le chal wahin "

The english version of the same ,

" Today is friday ,

It is my day ,

To do it all ,

Mama can tell me ,

I am going nowhere ,

I am just a prisoner of my fate ,

Would you come along ,

Bring me in ,

Would you come along ,

Bring me in .. "

A 2 minute work in a lazy summer !

2010-06-16T12:14:00.000-07:00

There has been quite of this endeavor of the things which pleases us too reach where the mind sets its goals . No matter how much it takes of us , how much it get in for us , we just want it to be and want it to happen .

A closet within us which never lets us to sleep at the end of the day for the interstitial moments of the awakening is the most of the thing we ever dreamt of . Of the induced spheres we've experienced in our still short lives , nothing can be unimaginable as we see the brightest star in making even the tiniest part of us . Nothing is perfect , nor one should be . Living in the secluded way , the peaceful one in the rush of the hours , is the best way of thinking that we can reach where we have to .

The mountains aren't so high ,

Nor the valleys so deep ,

Like the birds in the sky ,

We have our wings to keep ,

The wings to leap .

Guitar and love !

2010-04-26T07:30:00.000-07:00

Too long a time for the one I waited for .

There has been quite a probability , but finally I got it !

I got the late realization of my love into guitar , and I just feel good as I can manage to make some noise out of it .

A probability turned reality , I guess , reality would now turn my force into susceptibility .

A constrained love finally blasted out in impatience and I don't think i'll ever break up with this stringed instrument , as the string of my heart is already tuned !

The six strings depicts the six feelings of exquisiteness !

E- Eclecticism - feels like an artistic movement running in your veins and cold blood!

B- Bliss - the blistering divinity of the sound that touches heart before ears !

D- Dandier - the look good feel , neat and the dawned face !

G- Galvanic - the dramatics of the sudden hand on the fret , the ultimate feel !

A- Absoluteness - the power of universal chords and the expression !

E - Enjoyability - the quotient as you know !

P.S - IF YOU KNOW HOW TO PLAY !

And a free advice that , no matter whatever you buy in your future or invest your money in , do buy an acoustic guitar and do play it for atleast 100 dedicated hours ! You will feel the pleasure though your fingers would be in a little pain .

As they say , the most pleasurable things in life comes is followed by pain . ;-).

With the words by Pink Floyd ,

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
When friends surrounded
The nights of wonder !

play , play , play , until there is a sound and a way !

APRIL !

2010-04-10T11:09:00.000-07:00

Live like in APRIL!

The halfhearted touch breeze ,

In the digs at ease ,

Analgesic tunes so as to freeze ,

With the paprika and cottage-cheese .

Month of smart fools ,

Of the heat and its tools ,

All so thin and no wool ,

Dip in the heart , in the pool.

Diamond and daisies ,

On the stone of the raises ,

Of the buddha , the laughing babies ,

And of definite with following may-be's.

Spring of the morning light,

The still wind and a sunny delight ,

Fair flowers , the rising sun's sight ,

Of the calling birds on the height.

This is April ,

An april of love and cheer ,

To the hearts that are far and near ,

In the sky ,

so clear .

This is april ,

An april of no rain ,

Of the love and no gain ,

In the heal of brain

and moving grain .

This is april ,

An april of fear ,

Of loosing the unknown dear ,

In the minds so mere ,

Live it ,

As april is here ,

As April is here .

Go april , spread your emotion ,

Of innocence and fear .

The strummed guitar and its year ,

In a page break and a tear ,

In a the running time ,

why do we hear ,

April's ending and may is near .

April's ending , may is near .

- Rachit Khator

7th april , 10 .

2:25 AM

A 3 tyre night !

2010-03-21T05:36:00.000-07:00

Some journeys are worth reminisce whether it is forgettable or unforgettable ones .

And train journeys are always forgettable ones or ..?

It has got great resemblance with our journey called life . It is the only journey in which trees moves with us , clouds following us and sun never leaves us . Indeed , train journeys are worth to call to mind , best from the window .

I am in motion , locomotion . On my way to jaipur(pink city of India) in one of the best trains of our incredible india , popularly known as RAJDHANI EXPRESS , it feels good sometimes to travel in train, after a particularly long time , or after general compartment of indian trains . GOSH!

Having my dinner , I thought what productive I could do sitting on the blue seat of three tyre AC coach , I plugged in my hard drive to the laptop , browsed through the collection I have of movies , documentaries , music videos , series , music ,e-books and what not !

Just scanning it , i got one of the best horror film in recent times , with the running hot topic paranormal activities , John Cussack starrer ,1408 . Yea ! I am gonna watch that movie now,but for that I need to shift to the top berth seat , where I am gonna sleep . Ah! I like it .

I started it , there is this author who writes about the haunted places and hotels , indeed what a fascination! Some fascinations are really fantasies . Experiencing in the HOTEL DOLPHIN , NEWYORK , room number 1408 , for a night , the author is psychologically involved of the mishaps of his life in the past , with a paranormal touch and his will to survive after taking the worst decision of his life , the 1408 . Just when the movie reached 30 minutes , the lights dimmed off and everyone turned to sleep . I didn't gave a heed . Enjoying the movie ! Now here , there came an uncle on the opposite top berth besides me . He smiled at me and went off to sleep . Now just , when the movie reached its best terrifying scenes , I heard a loud noise apart from the effect of my headphones . I glanced here and there , and then noticed , Oh! that uncle is snoring ! WHAT THE !@#$ ! It was so loud and clear , like a lion roaring when awake and this guy is sleeping , i wondered what was he in his past life ! I hated that voice and already the movie has half brained me . i was feeling the terror and that guy is adding to the already scaring background effects . Now , just when I started adjusting with that irritating sound , a child then besides screamed and started crying and damn that frightened me for a second . I thought , if some sort of paranormal activity I am going through . HUh! It went on till my movie was completed . Indeed , we can meet the rarest samples , in the train , especially indian trains . I switched off and went to sleep . Damn , but that uncle was still on and it pissed me off ! Whole night I was awake and kept starring that guy , and thought what do I do to make that guy stop SLAP HIM , KILL HIM , but finally I threw my pillow to him and he got awake , and that calmed me . But , now I lost my pillow , how do I get it back !? Just after lot of efforts , I got it back and then turned to sleep ,just when i again glanced , that bloody went to sleep again! I banged my head .

What a sleepless , bugging night ! I hated that decibels of noise . Bt finally couldn't do anything and just when my eyes got closed , it was 7 in the morning , and the visiting station is arriving in just 30 mins . WOW !

What a night and after that !

I made that uncle hear , the recorded voice of his snore and he laughed . I laughed in anger !

We departed , and got off to jaipur !

Coming Back to life!

2010-03-11T12:14:00.000-08:00

Where were you when I was burned and broken
While the days slipped by from my window watching
And where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless
Because the things you say and the things you do surround me
While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words
Dying to believe in what you heard
I was staring straight into the shining sun
Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted
Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime
I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life
I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the waiting had begun
And headed straight into the shining sun.
- Pink Floyd .

A wonderful composition , an heart-out song . Taking the life of the unknown , the unimaginable , the unhappy , there's always one life which leads to the best , the unreachable .
Sometimes you discover , silence is peace , in this gung-ho world , just then you discover , a world is a beautiful place to live in and for , better mouth-shut * .. A road to heal a life , a wound and a mark , away from the brightest dark .
No matter , whatever life owes you, keep moving on ,because there's one saying " No one in your life has got the right to hurt you ,without your permission " . If anyone does that , they don't deserve you or they love you the most . Keep smiling with the parts , the journey , the road and the ego . Human tendency is the simplest expression of insanity . Today , tomorrow and after , there is only only thing you have , that is YOU . Take the pain ,they are sure making you strong for the better , and weak for the scatter . Something good is written for you , it will touch you silently , invisibly , like the butterflies in the heart and on the flower , till then , enjoy every part and keep spreading the best word beyond eternity , that is LOVE . Touch lives , feel tears .**
There is always a sunshine after the dark .

From nowhere :-0

2010-03-10T12:23:00.000-08:00

Rendering , the psychology of the times , the rhyme of music , the constraints of clouds and the count of raindrops , there is one similarity between them , nothing of these can be chased .

A chase begins , when we start living for ourselves and OURSELVES means for a conscious within is . Having passed the move , the past hour , just ask one question to yourself " How much time we have ?" . There is when you feel , you don't have , no one in this big place has. Wrought up , the emotions , the efforts , the ecology and the elf within us to make difference , not just to others but for us .

Too much of philosophy bores us , isn't it? But , by time , by understanding , one thing would be discovered and one question resolved on our deathbed " Why were we here for ?" and just then you'll close your eyes , wet eyelids * .

Just then , the philosophy of our life will tear us apart from the world and a page burnt . Understand the philosophy , the ideology , the tenets and the 'ism of what we are holding and for what deeds , before its late . A second , a fitting moment , a quark , a wink can change our life, the way we live , the way we understand happenings , the surroundings and the interior of the cell within us . Find a reason , you survive and the emotion you spread . This is when , our life actually begins . No matter how much mixed emotions we are with the time , there is only one emotion which makes us . " The feeling of living " .

Hold the gravity in your lives , sustain through it , live it up and fly , until your wings break .

Bidding with a John Mayer sung ,

" Gravity is working against me ,

And gravity wants to bring me down ".

Gravity

Stay the hell away from me ,

Gravity ,

Has taken better men than me ?

Now how can that be ?

Just keep me where light is .

Keep me where light is "

We are here for nothing but living . Options included .

Conditions-apply ***

Change , C-hang-e , See-hang-eye!

2010-03-07T12:14:00.000-08:00

I remember a dialogue from the movie RANG DE BASANTI , that there are two ways to live life

1. Adjust yourself , by the way its going .

2. Take it , Stand up , Make a difference .

Change is one of the most valiant part , one could possibly take on themselves .

So unsure and uncomfortable, when it approaches us and so effective when it passes us .

There is always a time when we just start living , a ' requirement of change ' drives us , paining us , hurting us . But life is charmless without change .

I, once looked at a cupboard of a lost friend it was written

" The constant thing in my life is change " .

I understood the meaning now .

Thanks , lost you .

Highway is on ,

Droning the words of my favorite song ,

" Summer has come and passed ,

The innocent can never last ,

Wake me up when september ends .

Here comes the rain again ,

Falling from the stars ,

Drenched again in my pain again ,

Becoming who we are ,

As my memory rests ,

But never forgets what I lost ,

Wake me up when september ends . "

Goose-bumps ***

Here's one of my poems that is changing me for the best or moulding me for the worst ,

Ode , the highway !

Sometimes life goes on for a highway of never-ending emotions

Truely underlying with the saga of flowing oceans ..!

Plodding on a hill with a ceaseless smile ..

Marking up the epoch with a story file ..

Adding a moment to consider on a heart made pile ..

All so transparent like a glass-made aisle ..

Have your bags packed as to leave in a while ..

This is just when you through, an extra last mile ..!

Take life as it comes ,

So you never miss the fun in the silence ..

Not to conclude as you commence ..

Because this is our life , our last chance ..!

(Period)

I am on my way , to pray ..

Passing the long nights and ahead a short day ..

Too much to remember , too much to play ..

For me , my heart has plenty to say ..

But I am ,

Glad to see,

I am just on my highway ..

Just on my highway!

Rachit Khator

25 th Jan , 2010 .

2:30 AM .

On again , Off again !

2010-02-23T10:19:00.000-08:00

My heart is numb with the dissolved , yet undissolved way of something that ends , the promises left behind , the responsibilities off the shoulders , the moments that turn memoirs that vanishes and the time which will never come again in the remaining breaths left would never feel the same as it is used to be .

Why is life so unpredictable ? Why it ends in disguise ?

We , the humans have made everything predictable but just not life , coz we are just capable of materialising our lives but not living it .

The worth the life holds is going worthless day by day .

That leaves me with an impression of the song ,

Life .. -And you will know us by the trail of the dead .

....i lost the rainbow ,

Behind that cloud , i lost the rainbow there ,

Its hard getting over all the rain ,

Its hard getting over all the same .

An incident of shock , despair , defeatism , despondency and lost hopes , just waved me with the news of someone so young passed away .

Its sheer sad with melancholy of life exposed in front of the eyes , begrimed with lost prophecy , the lost world , the lost end that is really passed and will never come back .

God may have pointed in the epics , but why this cycle works so abnormally ?

Anything , Anywhere , Anytime ... LOST !

What a life to render , what a life to live !

The incident makes me reveal , the poem which I composed some months back ,

in the sands and the shores of heart which is alive !

A question that will never be answered , Why death ?

Here it goes ,

LIFE ..O LIFE ..

Life is the seamless breath one hold upon..

Life is the wonder map that world lives on ,

Life is a circle full of pains and gains that comes upon ,

Life .. O life why you halt and scatter pain in mourn ..?

Life is full of clouds all so obscure ..

And sometimes like a sky so much obvious and so sure ..

Life is incomprehensible like a mind so unclean pure ..

Life ..O life why you lure and sometimes don’t cure ?

Life is like a cascade full of wrench and wins ..

And like the gush in the river so mean when cleans ..

Life is a shower of the rain and the drops are the moments..

Life .. O Life .. why you behave like a wind from palaces to tents ..?

Life is worth the anecdotes one find to survive the bitter callousness ..

All about the feeling to live for others and perish the darkness ..

Life is more drooling like the birds symbolizing carelessness..

Life ..O Life .. why you restrain like a bond and standstill the brightness?

Life is a claustrophobic beach with full of sun and sand ..

Just like on the deep seas and barren lands ..

It makes you learn how to fall and survivingly stand ..

Life .. O life why you define loneliness just when hand in hand ..

Life is a 3D play cant be felt by naked eyes ..

Unpredictable like a bitter truth or the sweet lies ..

Full of effing emotions , then the heart cries ..

Life .. O life why just ends till we the populace , life’s ace dies ..?

No matter what life ought us to live ..

Feel lucky coz it has so breathtaking and run of the mill moments to give ..

All the conundrums and enigma’s poise us to sieve ..

Just about the jilt and the patch which has to come to stay alive ..

A tale too short to survive ..

All reasons too viable to give ..

Remember the clause to make a wonderful jive ..

Live to forget and live to forgive ..

Live to forget ,thy live to forgive ..!

-Rachit Khator

December , 2009 .

Inside the core !!

2010-02-19T02:46:00.000-08:00

Never in this world full of love I got to know ,

My heart s full of awe like in the white apprehensive snow ,

It melts when I see you walking at the shore ,

The waves reaches from the edge to the hearts core .

Just when I thought of you beyond the gorgeous matter ,

Manifested for an angel-like letter which made me flutter ,

Holding close like a girl next door from the innocent fore ,

Subsisting in the cyclonic thoughts to the beats from the core .

In sunlight or moonlight love should be significantly adore ,

From the day it started should grow more and more ,

Abstracts should be pun and pun should turn metaphors ,

Affection symbolizes truth ranging from tears to heart's door !

Somethings so authentic , some so out of the blue so frantic ..

Odd runs in , when feelings behave so conventionally eccentric ,

World bursting in hatred and lust making it divinely unpure ,

But some love lasts forever from the minds to the intrinsic core !

Time is running away , wake up and don't snore ..

Try to sort the way it is and commence from the floor ..

Discover why is love in this world meant for ..

Stand by the truth and ,

Live it from inside the core ..

Inside the core .. !

-Rachit Khator.

December 17 ,2009.

College life : Metaphor or Simile .

2010-02-02T13:14:00.000-08:00

"I think everyone should go to college and get a degree and then spend six months as a bartender and six months as a cab driver .
Then, they would really be educated "
-Al McGuire

Sometimes life turns out to be like a wild shark of the deep oceans just because our actual fun is to be alone in the tides.
The times we spend in the best unions of our shortest life , full of effing emotions so profound ,which turns to be a wonderful caption leads brimming over with a coffee ten years after ! This is indeed the time where all emotions expose like a fracas but the most running bitter or beautiful truths discovered.
No theories can eludicate the ways of living in the mass , but this phase makes the shit in us worthwhile . This is life in college or is it ?
The time of flabbergasting awesomeness , disillusioned fantasies , brobdingnagian hours , and ofcourse interminable dreams , are just not intermingled with the real clock that actually ticks when it strikes 10:10 in our spontaneous lives.
What a time we live in !
College , where the actual (our) world meets , is just a one way of the highway where the other lane never comes back . The knowledge, we get here is the way too surfaced i.e horizontal like a flat sea but develops the potential in us to scale heights i.e vertical like a skyscraper . Strange isn't it ?
The emotions grounded with smile and tears ,
The parity in the grades lies in the hands of the doer i.e we the students , even if these grades decide our future or unfold the education system .
The recreation in the diversity of the lectures we attend and more jolly when we mass bunk the same .
The joviality in the lawns of the canteen where different viands served with the plunge of all over world words exchanged .
The enthusiasm of the paradox in the caricature of the events getting all souls one roof under in high spirits all the day .
The subterfuge in the struggle to come in power having the minds rolled all over the place , for the fame .
The serenity in the grungy music and begrimed rooms , with the odes and the anecdotes shared with amusement.
The saintliness in jibing , teasing and taunting mates with all the bro' codes meant to be broken , smiling at the dusk.
The adventures on the roads with green woody saplings on a side and just made siblings on the other fooling around .
The tiredness after a sweat long game with the perfervid beginning and apathetic ending , then a run to hundred and forty winks , waking other day .
The tranquility in never ending rumours , the lolz and a second lasted mishaps with humming music like in the veins .
Finally ,
The loss of words when just about to leave after years of togetherness and its happenings leading back to the world you belong to .

And if you want to be more experienced to the way of life , you can try working as a bartender and a cab driver , not forgetting from where you have just headed .
This is the way of life , my college life .
Leading metaphors in the similes with euphemisms intended * .
Live it as it comes !
Have a coffee ten years after !

Parting with the words sung by John Denver ,

Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy ,
Sunshine in my eyes can me cry ,
Sunshine on the water look so lovely,
Sunshine almost always makes me high ...!

-Rachit Khator
3rd Feb ,2010 .

JUST WHEN YOU PASS BY !

2010-01-30T11:05:00.000-08:00

We lived , we cared ..

We fought , we fared ..

Its just not about the thing we dared ..

But about everything we shared ..

The day we started loving like the rattles in the furs ..

It’s the day I went into the world of metaphors ..

All the clauses bounced like the fumes in the heart ..

And I discovered this small piece of holy sign a-art ..

Never the moon peeked into the mighty sight ..

It just smiled and embraced the too serious fight ..

Just about the way , words understood , to forfeit ..

Again smiled , after the beasts goes hit a fleet, messing up the heartbeat..

Went too fast like a leg nake run in the scorching sun ..

Songs from the fair fatso , poems from the lazy smart bun ..

All things so felt like the pure preaching’s of the naughtiest nun ..

Its said to be the concoction of pure insane emotions and whatt..a fun ..

Caring like a diamond of king Midas who just turn things to gold ..

It’s the desire of the loving legends , feel like a 12 year old ..

Never think of practicality in loving , to avert the heart s fold ..

All about the profound longing till the end and about a hurting tight hold ..

Feel the beautiful ride of affection .. loving the ones in the strife ..

Its too short before you think it is .. like a cutting edge of knife ..

Its just about living and grow love for a wonderful journey too rife ..

Impacting the hearts like a revolution and creating history together for life ..

Feel blessed by the emotions like gliding the wind in a ride of an open jeep ..

Smile all way .. live d emotions making all the lovely memories to heap ..

Make a better creap, to leap and so you actually reap …

Its just not about the strucks and the *beep ..

Contrasting to MR. FROST , feeling so positively deep ..

And miles to love before I weep ..

And miles to love before I weep ..!

-2nd october , 2009 .

A truth of conviction .

2010-01-18T08:08:00.000-08:00

Well,

I just generated a quote in my lucid demented head ,

" We should not be opinion makers but opinion takers ".

I narrate to you an incident ,

Sitting with a best friend on a riverside , I just made a casual remark that "How does it matter if this person is thinking the blah-blah stuff for me ?" He answered me smilingly with a tint of naughtiness in his smile " Does it really matter to you ?" . I then answered " Hmm .. it doesn't anyways . But .. Ya ..somewhere it does ".

He then unfazedly retorted " Dude , get a life. No one really bothers what one is upto until one follows the right path ". I exclaimed " Right path ?"

"Yes, right path . " he exaggerated .

"How is it so ?" I claimed .

Here is where the conviction from our minds collided with the words .

" What do you think whatever you do is right ?" He asked .

I replied with assurance " I just follow my heart ".

"Do you really ?".

"Yes,till I can , I do ."

"Well , then you don't need to fear ".

"But why the thing is revolving in my mind ?".

"Because you are your problem ".

"Its a human tendency to think and opinionate about the problems around us " I exclaimed.

"What is your problem then ?". He snapped back.

"I don't like the way its going because its wrong ".

"What's wrong now ?"

He then riposted in a way pointing his fingers to the moon and then asked me " What's your opinion about this white glowing object ?"

I replied in haste . " Well, its a symbol of eternity . "

I then added to it " Even moon has a dark enigmatic spot (chand mein bhi daag hai) ."

He then smiled and replied back " You yourself said it all".

"What ?" I exclaimed again .

He then stayed silent and I din't added back and analysed what he meant by it .

(We are the ones who don't care what we are here for and have opinion about everything around us which leads to a strong conviction of the same .

Why do we do this ?

No , we don't follow our heart but just run away from the surfaced truth .

If we have opinion of everything around us then why we can't take it if others do the same, because we don't have strength to make opinions about our own self .

We are the ones living in the world of convictions and we are the ones dragging our own self in this mysterious ocean of taking us no where but harming our own self subconsciously .

How we take that conviction of others is important and worth a notice for us .

Where truth is , convictions aren't .

This is the truth of conviction .)

I then smiled back to my friend and hugged him .

Returning back , I remember words my dad once said

" BE THE FLOWER , NOT THE BUTTERFLY ".

A coin that turned.

2010-01-09T12:18:00.000-08:00

So , here it is a short life turning tale .

Ok , there was a boy who felled in love with an art or you call a so called art . People were being paranoid about him thinking that the boy cannot do this in real .

(flashback) He was general happy and contented boy with what he had and what people used to think of him , till one day he found a coin on the road . Yes , this coin changed him completely . What was the significance of the coin that led a change ? You must be thinking .

The boy picked up the coin . He turned the coin both the sides with a winking smile on his innocent face . What he saw that one side of the coin was completely shining and other was scratched so like the embark on the side was invisibly rough . The boy took that coin with him to the place he lived . While keeping the coin in a jug of water on the balcony that night , he noticed that the shining part of the coin is glittering even more in the moonlight . He slept with a smile on his face as the winter wind touched his face.

The following morning he woke up and went to the balcony where the jug was being kept . He saw the broken pieces of glass scattered there and noticed there was this coin on the floor with some water splashed on it with rough side of coin upwardly faced.

He then realized that the jug was being kept on the narrow wall which faced the direction of the wind which was the reason of broken jug . Soon , he leaned down to pick up the coin , he observed that the rough side was shining palely in the sunshine . That moment he had tears in his eyes . He was in pain .

He then portrayed that the whole situation of the coin was similar what was happening to him .

The wind broke the jug coin fell off , similarly in his life people around him behaved like the wind and underestimated him of the art which was embarked in his life .

Then , the boy went off to a walk and saw an old beggar besides the road . The boy went and gave the coin to him . The beggar was surprised by that coin because of the rough side,the coin hold no value anyway . The beggar then looked in the eyes of the boy and understood the pain . He then kissed the boy on his forehead and told him in his ears " Boy, Don't change " .

The boy went off .

(The beggar came like a sunshine in boy's life) .

While walking again by the road , he smiled again and got his confidence back which changed him completely ever after in life . This then led him following the truth and his heart . Today , he is the master of his art and gradually being loved by all .

The end .