Creative Clones????

if you are flowing like a water, check your density , your chemical composition for minerals present.. determine exectly how and in which direction you would flow.. give us the direct map, the complete area you are going to swipe.. on a second to second planning..

its impossible , it cant be done.. I am water don't know which surface i am gonna kiss.. don't know if i touch the ground where would it lead.. it depends upon the way wind would flow.. it is impossible..

Impossible??? Dissolve..

Okay , if you are a dancer, check your moves, tell me each cut your body is going to make, give a detailed accounting of by how much milimeters your eyes would strech with the change of beats.. what angle you are going to rotate your hands.. Oh!! you know physics&Maths?? map it on a 3D plane.. and in case your heart beats with the beats of music.. Map them and forecast the passion in your heart with every next beat so that i can calculate your next move..

Its impossible , It cant be done.. I am a dancer.. don't know which plane i am gonna cut.. don't know because i don't do it.. it happens when music starts.. beats touch me.. they make my eyes strech and create alive expressions.. i don't know when my hands move, coz i dont move them.. they move and i just watch.. like you. like an outsider.. I cant map my heart beats to the beats on play.. coz i can dance without the music too.. Oh! sorry i can watch myself dancing without music too.. I cant do what you want.. Its Impossible..

Impossible?? Dissolve..

you are a gem.. a valued one in market.. want to put many of you in a bouquet.. its going to be vibrant and different.. But wait can you be more presentable.. can you all wear masks.. so that you all look alike.. We would like to cut your edges in the same shape.. Standardization???
We would provide some artificial lights, you all would glitter the same..

Its Impossible , it would make us clones.. cloning kills creativity..... we would loose our essence.. without our glitter, shape we would look dull together.. We cant do what you want.. its tough..

Its tough?? (Devil Laugh) Oh no its not.. dont let your creative Quotient die.. You all be clones.. creative clones.. and if you cant..

Dissolve..

Decide.

A Friend

She entered room, she knew she is going to be alone for next four days..

and the little number of people she knew had left the city..

but she had some hopes..

she opened room.. and started looking here and there

she was searching somehing which she didn't know why..

she even checked the bathroom and mirror..

she hated for being foolish..  why and what she is looking for..

Tired, She opened her laptop to watch a movie.. ofcourse to kill time.. 

there was a note struck on keypad..

saying.. 

Watch Movies.. Stay nice.. enjoy.. and Yeah Blog :)

and she smiled..

she got all the answers.. why and what was she looking for..

and the anxiety was not "to find something" but to validate..

and her tension for next four days was gone..

coz she knew if not in the city.. there are many people who are with her right now..

some people are sleeping in banglore, gurgaon or chennai....

one is travelling to Hyderabad right now..

She wanted me to blog..

So this one is for her...

This one is for u..

San San :)

Cashless!!!

Okie... I am cashless... No I am not moneyless but cashless.. My exams are going on and in the crudest of terms I am not ethically allowed to leave the campus and go to market and bring out some cash. No that doesn't really mean that I am not allowed to have fun or waste some time, I do that at times but going out of campus is kind of thing one should avoid to get rid of that unnecessary guilt...

Trust me try out sitting in bed with loads of books around and watch a movie and those haunted ethical moral screams won't be blocking your way this ways...

Anyways coming back to the point that I am cashless doesn't really mean that I am money less... I have money in those plastic cards which are always kept in my wallet and which have completely changed all the definitions of having money or being rich feeling which I have gathered in my childhood...

It was always different when I was a kid and my father used to put a coin in my hand as a day's pocket money... It was so different... I used to look at it with twinkling eyes.. I remember exactly how it used to feel when that cold metal coin was touched against my skin... I used to wrap my fingers around it to completely... to sink in the feeling of having a treasure... and after a time it used to get warm leaving behind my hand and fingers cold...

Me and my brother used to love Duck Tales and I always imagined having as many coins as Uncle Scrooge had.. I fascinated the way he used to swim in his Coin Pools.. It moulded my idea of being rich... The rationale behind having Millions of rupees in few plastic cards doesn't fit in that picture at all!!!

I still Love coins more... it gives me a feeling of having money... The most powerful thing in my hand...
The only thing I love about plastic money is its convenience of course ... and yes it does fit in the picture of magic machine which used to give loads of money in my dreams as a kid...

But trust me, for me it cant beat the feeling of having a solid metal, rigid and tough coin in your hand...

which cant be broken.. Or tore apart...

Anyways… I am cashless!!! I need Money!! :P

Lily's wonders

Scene 1:

Little Lily is scribbling A to Z billionth time in that four lined notebook. Preparing for her Exams. She doesn't even think about this notebook in her exam!!

Scene 2:

Lily is in Fifth standard. Reading, Learning.... Again reading and again learning...
Ya again and again... She tries to see the picture of her books and notebooks while appearing in exams trying to recall if she has written exactly the same!!!

Scene 3:

Lily has grown up. She is in boards and learning toughest formulas, derivations, diagrams, solving problems.. While appearing in Boards she wonders what if someone allows her to bring a book to the exams... or a calculator... Alas!!! Stop lily .. start writing the paper and stop dreaming illogical..

Scene 4:

Lily is enjoying her engineering days.. Heard that one of the exam is open book... you can take the calculator too.. What ??? Surprised!! Lily tries to solve the paper with the book.. Its impossible. She fails to solve even one in open book and does it all in closed book.. She is confused.. :(
Again She wonders hat if some body gives me the paper one day in advance... OH That would be heaven.. Stop Lily.. Illogical..

Scene 5:

Lily is doing her last two years of study... Management graduate.. sounds serious.. Okie so exams are again on.. (One of the two lac thirty four thousand three hundred eighty seven exams she has appeared till date :D )
Now its open book, Open laptop, you can use the internet too during the exam... Well just a sec...
What ???
The paper is given in advance too... Three days in advance???
and yes solution is available on internet...

Everyone around is studying..

She is Still wondering....

A complete blackout...

Once upon a time there was a genie. She grew up with ma genie, pa genie and the perfect sibling. It was a beautiful world. Everything was perfect. When she grew up she was told she has to go to some other world to learn "Magic". Blink Blink "magic"?? Genie said. What for? I don't need it ma, I don't need it pa... look at us we are perfect...
But later she understood and she left the wonderland. The new magical school was situated on hills. OH it was beautiful, magical and mesmerizing!!
Genie could not believe her luck. She was so happy just being there. She started her learning and trust me she was good. People said she really had magic in her. Everyone loved her, and yes she loved everyone too. It really snowed there!!! Those soft cotton flakes used to embrace the whole campus with the lovely white sheen. The breeze used to be pure, genies around were best people.
She studied, she enjoyed, she played, she danced, she cried, she laughed, she slept, she cooked, she joked, she talked, she bitched, she loved, she was lively, she was alive, She was happy...
In fact she was very happy...
Again it was a perfect world. Again it was so beautiful...

She asked her teachers to give some electives of curses, they refused!!!
She argued we learn magic, we must learn curses too...
Teachers said it is a magical world genie and you are here to make it more beautiful...
she said, 'But we should know how to fight curses'... her voice was lost in the hooting crowd of class to stop her... DCP even there was not allowed… ;) (DCP stands for Desperate Class Participation)
and then the moment came that genie had to step out of the campus, to the real world where she was supposed to spread her magic.

At present she is in real world, trying to do magic... But she is failing as there are more curses to be treated than magic treats which she doesn’t know. She knows how to love people around and care for them. She got an A+ in that one. She doesn’t not how to differentiate.. She doesn’t know everyone should not be loved... It’s not a fairy world anymore... every one isn't the best.
She is lonely... she is not happy...
she wants a perfect world back, she wants it to be beautiful again....

It is mounting on her continuously and leading her to the worse…

today at 7:40 pm... She lost her consciousness... for few minutes...
It was a complete blackout...
She is recovering...