The Coupling Effect

Well, as I write this, may be, somewhere, someone is getting committed. But I am actually an eye-witness of a specific zone called BITS Pilani Goa Campus.

It is an engineering college. Hence, like any other engg. college we have guys in majority and gals in minority. In the campus there is this unsaid game going on: Who Gets Gal First !! Unfortunately, there are not any man-made rules but only natural ones.

I need not tell how the whole cycle goes but still I have to write something !!

I semester => Oggling around; a guy automatically becomes far-sighted !! (can spot a gal from a distance)

II semester => Guy starts being friends with gals (mind the use of singularity and plurality)

III semester => Guy is seen around with so many gals having post-dinner walks. Guy/Gal justifies- We are just good friends.

IV semester => "He proposed me !! OMG !!" (:blush)

V semester => Both are studying hard in library for it is their crucial year and surprisingly become the best scorers !!

VI semester => Both become highbrows !!

VII semester => They will not part ways, for they studied only to remain together till the last year be it PS2 or on-campus semester.

VIII semester => Time for the rest to go distant but for them it's time to come much closer !!

They meet each other's parents and just like any medieval period hindi movie...la lala lalalala lala

Now this is supposed to be an ideal love story in a college but we see many variations viz.

1. guy never ends up being friends with gals

2. guy may end up being a friend but never ends up alone with her.

3. guy may be good friend with a gal and likes her but hey ooops gal has never thought about him like that; we can be good friends though :) !! ( this actually means that, I am going to roam around with your friend and you should not mind)

etc. etc. and many more may be possible. There is not no number between 0 and 1 but infinite.

Hey, there are other species called as Dual Degree Students (DDS), Second Semester Admissions(SSA).

For DDS and SSA first year is all about CGPA; DDS need a good dual like COMPSCI, EEE, EnI !! stop !! Who wants mechanical or chemical but some people have to be satisfied by these only !!

Second year is about little bit of observing their entourage. Even this little much is too much !!

Third year is again studies. Afterall, this is the last year of their first degree.

Fourth year is the last year on campus and so the last year to admire the 'beauties' of the campus !! :D

During these three years, we may not have heard about the dualites geting coupled. So, one must widen their ears as much as they can in the fourth year to hear the breaking news. And no wonder, the breaking news might come from among your friends only.

Moreover, one can see Hybridization at its best in campus.

well well well....this is one hell of a life apart from daily routine activites...and my some known-to's are right now enjoying the ride.

Enough said. Wish these people some special lucks and brains for true love stories are very rare to be seen and to those too who are still on a lookout.

Just a thought !!

On a white canvas, I was painting a scenery, wherein I was in a beautiful valley with myself.

I was thinking...not about how my life is going but how could such a scenery exist in this world... suddenly I realised some one's presence around me. But I could see no one. I looked here and there, looked back at myself...yes myself the painter...I could see a hesitation in his hands. They were trembling. I tried to know why his hands were trembling. The painter was having an idea of drawing a figure which would encompass the qualities of softness in nature, freeness in thoughts, aiming to fly high and would love me.

He was having so many images in his minds but none fit in properly. Every image lacked one or the other quality. Every time he drew a figure, he had to rub off for it was not perfect.

The presence that I was feeling rose because of that trembling.

That trembling increased as he kept on drawing figures and erasing them. The result was faced by me, a strong wind blew. It was not any ordinary wind, but was instilled with the grief, sorrow and desperateness of the painter- desperateness to provide me with someone worth me.

Consequence: I was blown by the wind and was gone far off from the reach of the thoughts of the painter. I was lost and so was my painter.

He could do nothing but start painting on another canvas.

Thoughts are like clouds, they keep floating by. One can always retrieve the thoughts but can only cherish the moments gone in those thoughts.

I was happy until...

How many times in our lives have we really felt "I am happy?" Well the answer will definitely come out to be - many a times. Give a serious thought to it and you will know that whenever you felt happy there was something which was adding that 'until' to the end of your claim, simultaneously.

Let us start from the beginning, the beginning of one's life.

When I was born, I was happy - until I found the need to communicate my needs.

When I tried to communicate through actions, people started understanding me and now I was happy - until the people felt that communication has better ways- speaking -and so they taught me how to speak.

When I learnt to speak, I could communicate my desires in a language that was understandable by the people and now I was happy - until the people stopped responding positively to all my desires.

As I grew old, I understood that desires must be controlled and that all desires cannot be fulfilled at the instant and now I was happy - until one evil started poking me to go faster for my desires, the temptations.

Now I was busy fighting against temptations. I learned how to win over them and I was happy - until other evils took to my attention. Now I had a full army to fight against; greed, hatred, deceit, lust etc.

I was busy all this time trying to figure out a way, a simple formula- like the one Newton had for gravity- so that whenever I face with any of these disturbing variables I shall substitute them in the formula and get a positive outcome automatically. Completely Impractical !!

The process of mentioning all the incidents of life where 'I was happy until...' can go on and in the end you may probably realize that you were never of the form 'I am happy'. But, to discourage you is not my motive.
My motive is to recall those incidents where now you know you felt 'I was happy until...' so that you will notice this time the virtues that gave you the power to fight.

Feeling happy is like a chain reaction. Everytime you feel so, it is crushed by the split of your mind into the positive part and the negative part. The negative part is thrown out of the conscious and you feel happy because of the realization of the existence of the positive part which won against the negative part.

A vicious circle of feeling happy !!