Once in a lifetime...

"Congrats to Devesh for cracking Harvard."

I stared at Madhur's status line in my Gtalk window in disbelief. Disbelief because all through, despite my fighting spirit, I had somehow accepted that it's not the likes of me who go to Harvard. And yet he was just like me. I saw him maturing from a 17 year old carefree adolescent to a 21 year old, still carefree, engineer. All I remember about him is his ever smiling face. Nothing seemed to perturb him enough to take that smile away from him, be it a semester exam screw-up or seeing his batch mate dating this eye candy when all he did was hanging out in the civil lines with his SAE executive committee members, and I have reason to believe that he did have some trampled feelings for all those few candies of architecture around.

It was a delight and in a moment he changed my perspective. It was 27-Mar-08 and it was a renaissance, a new desire with a renewed faith in the possibilities that lie ahead when all that is needed is a will to venture into the unknown.

Once again, I promise myself to live by the standards I had set for myself when I was a very small child, a 11 year old who had just recovered from a prolonged terminal illness and was secretly setting out on his course to pay back his parents for all they had lost on his little, uncertain life.

It's human to grieve over the time lost but today I try to tell myself...

Girte hain shehsawar hi maidan-e-jung mein
Woh tifra kya gire jo ghutno ke bal chale !

I wish...

I know I deserve you.
I just wish I could make it to you in time.

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Girl...who? She is that degree I want.

For you, a thousand times over...

On that first night...

Make morning into a key and throw it into the well,
Go slowly, my lovely moon, go slowly.
Let the morning sun forget to rise in the east,
Go slowly, my lovely moon, go slowly.

It's late my dear, come home now...

I want you soft
as the morning breeze,
Your fragrance
as a budding rose's,
Your beauty
as a child's dream,
Your strength that of steel
for I need your support through the times,
And I ask for your unconditional love
a mere human I am, not infallible,

In return, I promise
not to ask for even my share of my half,
My better one or my worse
You will be all I'll have.

That means I am religious afterall...

Mathematics is a religion.
That a number multiplied by 1 will give the unit digit of the product as that in the number itself is something you were told to accept without questions. Just as you were told to believe in 'his' existance without questions.
That's why it's very much a religion. Or else what reason can you cite for 2 plus 3 being 5?

That your mumma told you so when you were young?
That Ms. Farzana told it to you at Greenwood Public School?

But you just believe it, don't you ! As much as you believe that someone exists who made this logical living system.

That's why most dissenters find it a religion. And it is the only religion that has been free from violence and dispute through the ages. It's the religion practiced by the largest number of people. And it's most logical of them all. Once you start believing some of its basic prophecies, everything begins to follow logically.