Uncontrollable Unbosomings!

On the 5th and the last day of the convention, we were given a chance to perform whatever we had learnt on the stage. It was quite a thrilling moment for me, performing in front of so many people from all around. It turned out to be really good, and I felt satisfied that I'm taking back so much from the intensives.        Before the performance, after settling down, taking the final guidance from our master. After all the performances were over, we were allowed to sleep for some time to prepare ourselves for the most awaited overnight concert. The concert commenced with Pt. Shivkumar Sharma on santoor at 8:00 pm. Various artists performed all night, making the concert melodious and enchanting. If you stay awake the whole night, you will realize that your concentration will be at the peak position, which is what happened with me. The time between 4:00 am and 6:00 am was the most soothing, as we heard Shri Venkatesh Kumar singing, giving the concert a sound fini...

Posting a little late. But the experience to share is worthwhile!   It was the 18th of June when we left for Kolkata. We went with Kiran sir, the founder of SPIC MACAY and some senior volunteers. Spending time with Kiran sir was really gratifying and we learnt so much from him. As the train entered West Bengal on the morning of 19th of June, all one could see was greenery and beautiful clouds. And rice fields.  It was absolutely beautiful and I sensed that I was going to love every moment of my stay here. Kiran sir is very particular about his yoga. But I got to realize that when we reached the station at 7 am in the morning, and he started jogging at the station! A symbol of true dedication.                                   Kiran Sir is quite oblivious to his surroundings, as he continues jogging. We reached IIM Kolkata which was 18 kms away from the Howrah station, within an hou...

Note:  Laxmi has started a petition addressing the Union Home Minister Sushil Kumar Shinde to immediately take measures to regulate the sale of acid in retail. Please sign her petition here:       http://change.org/ stopacidattacks          It is disheartening to hear about 23-year-old Laxmi, who had lost her looks due to an acid attack when she was 15. And her “mistake” was that she inoffensively turned down a marriage proposal of a 32-year-old man. The attack took place amid a heavy crowd, and it wasn't a surprise to me that no one came forward to help. Because in India, we rather like to enjoy the show. The incident took place in 2005; and nothing has changed since. Women are still victims to acid attacks, and the so-called harshest punishment to the accused is an imprisonment of maximum 10 years. The accused, Nahim Khan, (who married shortly after the incident) was awarded a seven-year sentence.      ...

 Writing after a really long gap. Does it ever happen that you're comfortably settled in your bed with a DAN BROWN   book in your hand, totally engrossed in it and suddenly, lights off! And then you're reminded by your angry mom that it is 12 am, and you have to go to school the next day. Every ardent book reader has at some point in their life faced such problems. I find myself  reading in the light of the fridge at 3 am.      The most inhuman torture was my almirah eventually locked, and I had to spend my entire vacations without books (except the fact that i found the almirah's key one day and quietly took some books). A major problem of a bookworm is the trauma which occupies you after reading a book, which is worsened when you read another book and get overwhelmed by its trauma, too. Everything around you seems to be different, and sometimes you become so influenced that you compare real people with fictional characters. Some books l...

She looks at herself, and sometimes asks, Can anyone figure out this fake mask? Behind this lively, crazy smile Is a lugubrious soul crying hard inside. Will she remain an introvert, pretending to be frank? While her thoughts will be wondering in her own dreamland. Perhaps it's destiny, leading her to where she should be. Like a road so confusing Diverging and challenging. Someone emotionalizes her, she chokes. Overwhelmed, her tear drops began to pour. She wants to be in her virtual world, where she can be herself. And so she stops her melancholy strain, Her thoughts drowning in the drain. She closes her eyes once more, and is welcomed to her virtual world.

And so she is sitting with what was and will be hers forever: LONELINESS. She is accustomed to it now, as it isn't a rare sight for her anymore. Contrary to her bad reputation and fake friends. She seems as if she doesn't give a damn, but inside she's dying. Yea, she is, far worse than one can imagine. She wants to escape. But no matter how hard she tries, loneliness always grabs her, not letting her go. She becomes isolated, gets confused and leaves her secluded. She wants to improve, but no one actually gives her the chance. She has an ocean of problems, but no one to listen. Her heart sinks when she hears the merry laugh of people around her, to whom she is INVISIBLE. When she does something good, they term it as "seeking attention". When she does something bad, she's surrounded by criticism. Her mind is muddled up, wondering what to do. As no matter what she does, she's always dead to the world.

Hey, back after a long time. But a beautiful memory just grabbed my attention, and I just couldn't resist writing on it! I went to the 28th  National Convention organised by SPIC MACAY, a famous society for the promotion of Indian culture amongst youth. It was an enriching experience, and we stayed in NIT Karnataka. The place was extremely serene and beautiful! We were allowed to visit the beach nearby, and I was filled with ecstasy at the very mere thought of visiting the beach. I got a chance when everyone was away for yoga. It was about 5 am in the morning and the sun was rising. Suddenly gripped with excitement, I stuffed some snacks, my diary and my water bottle in my bag and rushed off to the beach. WOW. This was the only word that I could utter when I finally reached the beach.I exclaimed when I stepped on the soft sand of the beach.  The sun was rising, and the scene was beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. I further took steps towards the cold, salt...