Dear Santa

Things change too rapidly as we cross phases of life.

When I was younger, if anyone would ask me what I want for Christmas, it would be, a million dollars, for me to buy loads of chocolate.

Everything changes . 

We have ended up becoming realistic. Dream for things like, having that recently launched smartphone, or maybe that black dress you just saw online.

From dreaming of meeting Hannah Montana, now it's changed to meeting people, who were once inseparable, but now you're not sure whether you ever cross their mind.

It's so easy, to live in that world of fantasy. Even if we know our wishes won't come true, still thinking about it brings a smile.

So this Christmas, I asked myself if I wanted something. Is there anything, that has it's importance throughout lifetime. Is there anything that gives happiness to that extend.

Couldn't find the answer.

Things are temporary (and for some, even people are). Okay, now not being a sadist.
I still wish for things like kids. Yeah, that million dollar thing is still on my list. With a few more things added up now ;).

Why to go realistic, when just thinking about those crazy wishes coming true is a pleasure. 

Well, new year is coming soon. And as usual, no resolutions( cause by now, everyone has realised it's of no use XD).

Till then,  MERRY CHRISTMAS!!

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Looking at the 'Poison Tree'

I'm not the kind of person who maintains a daily dairy. Bt I once had a diary, which was used to collect all poems and songs that I found interesting in childhood. And it's first poem was, the poison tree. For those who have never read it:


A Poison Tree
BY WILLIAM BLAKE
I was angry with my friend;
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.


And I waterd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears:
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.




And it grew both day and night.
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.

And into my garden stole,
When the night had veild the pole;
In the morning glad I see;
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.


How many friends have gone far away just because of this, keeping the wrath to self. When we got someone close, there's no point keeping it all inside. Every one does mistakes, people have different views to see it. Just in case, we get upset, there's no harm in putting our heart out. Why to wait for this hatred to reap, no one will get nothing out of it. It's either like, you gonna get good friends or a good lesson right.

That's why now I think, people with less contacts are happier. And maybe because of this live longer too. No frustration, expectations, envy, hatred.... No nothing. Anyways, life's still so so good if you read 'The Secret'. To much indulged.. #william_blake #poem #never_ending_thoughts #exams_at_head...

Ineffable Bonding

A vision of us, brabbling in the corridor,
Came to my mind last night.
When my mother caressed my hair
I missed you, taking aquiver sighs.

Those hour long bitching sessions,
N when I was confused, gave me reasons.
Don't matter how far we go,
Never felt you're away, redamancy played.

I sometimes don't believe,
How can anyone be so much dependant.
Like I was, still I am, on you.
This ineffable bonding, always gives strength.

In College #2

An event was held last Saturday in the college. Okay, now these seminars are gathering our attention more n more. Cause last time when the collector came, the first sem students (1/4 th engineers as said by our sir)  took her words as great inspiration, and  the frankness with which she spoke overtook all.
So this time, it were the people from bsf. The presentation which they showed, it really left ppl awestruck. Like, omg how can this person work in such burning hot deserts. N not only one, there are many of them. For the first time (maybe XD) the gathering clapped, n this thunder ws created by heart.

They allowed us to take a look at few weapons. N even see how they work. Bullets were nt provided XD.

Be with...

Again, I feel like going to some place.
And yeah, it's not wander lust this day.
A feeling so hard to keep upto me,
Why can't I go there, just imagining things n finding ways...