Down the woods

People, they say are a menace, perhaps true. I have been across a scads of folks and what I realized is, its not the mortals who vacate their footprints of rejoice, warmth before us, but actually its the evocations which squeezes our mind to turn out it's fondness from the eyes.  I remember the era when I used to have a mate, I can't reveal the tag. The fellow who can be potrayed as my memoir. A bond which has never stretched across my border of purity. The keen beam of ours was worth narrative about the relation we drained. Those chilled twillight must have adored our deep link of conversation, our affection beneath the layer of foul notions. The canteen, classroom, even the library has spotted the shadow of our insanity. The breakfast table can recount the love we shared. Friendship, well we realized it as a minute pendant to wear for us, we were no more just peers. He used to yell bespeaking me "maa" making me discern nurtured towards him. From that hand o...

"Do I look like a freaking insane? Why should I care if he doesn't?" She yelled and strode down the terrace hitting the doorway. It was pretty ample for a mom to be maimed, going down the villa of memoirs she kept burried beneath the sentiments of attache some 26 years back. "Congratulations mam, you are blessed with a loving daughter" the sister surpassed her contentment. That night was absolutely not a leaning one for the young liberated lady who pampered her wombs for 9 long months, imploring single bit of her clock to reproduce a lad, not because a tot is a curse, just to win a miniature of love from the one she skips a bit of heart just through a glimpse, her spouse. It was 2 November 1992 when she picked the choice of holding his hands, she called the love of her life. The nature itself was partaking in the glee of the newly married couple. Everywhere it was the smiling faces which added up the bulk of amusement to a height. That day was a craving stone...

Moving forward towards the charismatic vision of technology, I am signing in for one of craziest keynote in today's date i.e. virtual reality. Well, the first query struck our wit is, what does it actually mean? We are very accustomed with the concept of 3D environment as we have already knocked the door of object manipulation, lighting and occlusion and so forth. When this 3D environment interacts with a real or physical way by a electronic equipment, the user in one hand can erect a virtual world of it's own where he can discern the scenarios being controlled and navigated by him. Quite riveting to ears!  As the technology is kinetic every instant at a blazing speed, anyone can assuredly foresee this sort of automation on a routine. It has got a numerous of applications like in the field of military, education, scientific visualisation, telecommunication, construction work and the catalogue rolls on.  Being a student of engineering, I would like to underline the rele...

“See, its him”, she exclaimed, “who? That senior? And why the heck do u want me to see him?”, “C’mon, its rude…at least do have a glance, he is handsome man!” Huh! It was she who compelled me to flick through him, the beard guy. Days flow, weeks drift and instances die out. We all were so excited as annual function was knocking at our doors and all were messed up picking seemly attire. Well, I am that kind of soul who really doesn’t need any bash to relish, so just moved out of the premises for a short walk when I spotted the same beard guy. I stopped and yelled, “hi sir!”. He looked back, stared, didn’t respond the way I expected and waved, ”hi!”. Fuck! How could I miss those foggy eyes, messy lashes, killer smile to behold on that day. We babbled plenty and most tempting thing was we never got tired. He was shy, modest and reticent where I was fully devastating his essence with my flow of utterance. I was a complete reckless tot and he, in turn was an organized fellow. T...

I was walking through the woods when I observed something strange, the shrubs were spreading their fondness with each other as if they have got some kind of opulence. I was perplexed, and thus out of curiousness ran to them with a mood of interrogation, “may I know the reason behind your jubilation, I exclaimed”. The bushes smiled, and replied out of modesty, “you might be thinking this is a grandeur, but no! when we are left with nothing to commemorate, we keep on hugging each other for what we have now!. There are a lot of vagrant shrubs here who forgot to grin, not because they have no reason to do, but their desires are just endless” and the shrubs went away. I did not exit, neither from the locale nor from the lesson, just kept on looking at those tender, solicitous bushes and walked into my own mind seeking the juncture of my grumble, my smile. Gradually, I collected some glimpses  of my mates who made my day or weeks delightful. The guy whom I found working day ni...