Saturday, May 1, 2010

designing unleashed with prayas








my designing@ photoshop


A walk through NIT-H

“Hey Endley, buck up. Its already 9 and we have not entered the gate. You know what is happening in the institute . Can’t you see that Bamba and Chhota are way ahead of us”, I shouted while returning from Mahajan Juice Corner on lazy Nath Endley a.k.a. Vinay Nath Endley. “oooooaaaaan”, mewed Vinay in his favourite tone while Bamba and Shashank were still appreciating taste of ‘full fry”.
Enjoying Egg party became the favorite past-time for four of us. The corner table became the eccentricity of our happiness, our sad stories, latest crushes, teasing Endley by “anonymous” name and hell lot of PJs and killers, a complete entertainment pack like Indian movie.
But, many things have changed for this institute since last semester. The lush green campus has been cemented by construction cell. BOD-BOD is the favorite game of administration now (students are advised to keep their I-Cards even during bathe so that they can be recognized easily), attendance in boys hostel and two sad demises changed the faces of all. Still, life never comes to halt.
At the moment, we stepped into gate 1 , shouted shashank,” aah it feels like we have stepped back into hell again before time.” Bamba smirked and we started moving towards our favorite spot in campus. Gate 1 par ‘chai’. “Uncle,4 chaa deya”, Endley started his irritating song. He took 25 seconds to yell these four words! “Aye, is bar Hill ‘ffair ki team dekhi?” I exclaimed with frustration in eyes. “Can’t we discuss something interesting, dear friends”, Endley quoted in irritating voice. There was a deadly silence throughout tea party as if name of Hill ‘ffair 2010 was bearing some effect of anesthesia.
We started walking back towards the hostel with overloaded stomach. Then, Shashank made a very vibrating noise. Bamba shouted “, I ve not done this” as if institute is going to impose BOD on him for this unintentional blast. The clouds of laughter filled the dead valleys of NIT-H. Time passed so quickly during these dramas and khapps that in no time we were in front of Parvati Girls Hostel.
“Hullo people”, shouted Endley in loudest of his voice”. “Saale Endley, dekh lia kar aage peeche, tera HOD tere sar pe hai”. I growled because our worthy HOD was standing just behind Endley. Endley started running at best of his pace. “Ah! Bahut bhaag lia, now daddy will sleep”, Endley removed his shoes and adjusted himself in flat position on bench lying in front of Director’s residence. “Endley khada ho yaar faculty aa rahi hai saamne se”. “oooaan”, yelled Endley. “We am going, tu pada reh yahan”. We 3 started walking towards Neelkanth and Endley did not bother to follow us. He waked up and started walking towards us at remarkable speed of 5km/day.
“lets enjoy some lassi.”, Manu said in very happy voice. We grabbed some packets of lassi and laid down in the garden of NescafĂ© as if some non-sober personalities are enjoying the dogs licking their faces. Chachu came closer to us and looked us with this much of suspicion as if we are committing a crime if we are enjoying time in NIT-H. After spending a few hours in laziest of moods we sat ourselves on final walk towards the gloomy hostel. The very same hostel which is very beautiful from outside and hollow from inside- “The Giant NKBH” .The 4 hour long walk through NIT-H campus brought back the reminiscence of beautiful days of first year when I was happy from Heart but now I pretend to be…..

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Friday, April 24, 2009

a quest for change

“I thought to change the society for betterment,
But society explained me “stop talking like anti –social element”.
“it’s not one man thing”.
“I thought to fight against illiteracy,
But literates explained me, “Stop talking like illiterates!”.
” it’s not one man thing”.
“I thought to fight against corruption,
But vigilantes explained me,” stop talking like corrupt orator”.
” it’s not one man thing”.
Then I decided to give these thoughts rest,
And I decided to strive for the best.
I promised to work on “stop talk, start walk.”
And set eyes on opportunities like hawk.
Searching for the man so that it should not remain one man thing,
The man who can add fire to my wing.
In quest of this search I ended with glory and glee,
I got the man who was in similar search like me.
He was also fighting for the change, tying his laces for old revenge.
The revenge against corrupts, the revenge against stagnation.
And uniting the society against old segregation.
I was loud he was silent, but our thinking proved equally violent,
Our each and every idea is extremely dangerous and strange,
Because this is our way how we quest for change…

Monday, March 2, 2009

have you ever thought?

How would you have felt when…?
You are roaming cheerfully and someone slaps you,
If you wish someone and reply was “mind your business”.
If you congratulate someone and he replies “are u jealous of me?”
This was your part, now toss the coin and see what tail is:
A child crying for 2 breads and you laugh at him,
Have you ever thought how he would have felt then?
You are enjoying smoke of cigar and your father discovered you,
Have you ever thought how he would have felt then?
Ma showering her affection and you started shouting in front of her,
Have you ever thought how she would have felt then?
Pa killed his desires for you and you are crushing their dreams,
Have you ever thought how he would have felt then?
You spoke wrong words for teacher and he was standing behind you,
Have you ever thought how he would have felt then?
You always gave false justification to your crafty mind,
Have you ever thought what your moral values have felt then?
Wait for a while and ask yourself:
Which slap was harder?
Slap on your face or “slaps” you have impressed on heart of others!!

Thursday, February 12, 2009

because she is my ......

When i rejoiced,she celebrated.
When I cried,she consolidated.
Whenever I was wrong,she always corrected
I always made her angry, she never over-reacted.
She is far away from me,
But no one is as closer as is she.
Whenever I failed in life’s test,
She encouraged to prepare for rest.
Though life’s path is full of turns and twists,
I have always found her holding my wrist.
Whenever I close my eyes,I discover her in front of me,
Because she is the only reason of my all glories and glee.
She always think that one day she will be forgotten,
But my dear!without you every scene is rotten.
I never show but I miss you a lot,
I never call you because you always identify my weeping throat.




Wether I am 27826 or top of the order,your affection never bother,
That’s why you are world’s best mother.