Sit, drink your coffee here; your work can wait awhile.
You're twenty-six, and still have some life ahead.
No need for wit; just talk vacuities, and I'll
Reciprocate in kind, or laugh at you instead.

The world is too opaque, distressing and profound.
This twenty minutes' rendezvous will make my day:
To sit here in the sun, with grackles all around,
Staring with beady eyes, and you two feet away.

-vikram seth

A dose of my juvenilia

I walk on the road
head bent down,
drenched in sunlight
and lost in a reverie,
buffeted by the wind,
an eeriness fills in,
exasperated by sensibilities,
i long for vacuity,
some idle talk will do me good,
i walk slow,
to give company to my trialing shadow.

Me, sanjay and anil had dinner and were sitting on the bench in front of the hostel ,talking non-sense.We just spoke about the preparation(read lack of !)for test-2.Just then a cool breeze
blew across our faces ,making us forget our abject situation .Everyone was silent for some time.
It was one of those rare moments .Everything was so peaceful !
Then all of a sudden ,without warning sanjay put a very intellectual question to me-

"harsha,if you had the brains of einstein ,the capacity to fly like superman ,and a vehicle like batman ,what would you do ?"

My reply was immediate-

"If had the brains' of einstein ,i would first do great in my test-2!
If i had the capacity to fly like a super man i would fly to different places in the campus.walking in the campus is such a pain.
If i had a vehicle like batman i would ,i would invite trisha and go to all the lovely beaches in goa!"

To this sanjay replied "Enna ra ne valla desh-a niki upyogam?"

Now it was my turn to question sanjay.My question was-

"If you become a butterfly today .what would you do?"
His answer was-
"fly away from bits!"
lol....

after we spoke about the things that matter most in life .sanjay then came up the following line
"annam ,pannam,sathi are the most important things in life"
well what can i say?

Another amazing poem by vikram seth,this perhaps is the best one i have read
because it explains  the essence of something that is so very difficult to express.

Somewhere within your loving look I sense,
Without the least intention to deceive,
Without suspicion, without evidence,
Somewhere within your heart the heart to leave.

an unpretentious smile
a warm hug
an affectionate gesture
a gentle pat
these are things
he longed for in vain
he wished you would sense it
but were too busy with your doings
now that he is no more
nothing but his memories remain
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your glinting eyes and unpretentious smile
have me head over heels
so striking is your face
so nice and so fair
would you allow me
to sit and stare?

CHUSKI !

Zephyr is the annual inter-hostel competition in bits-pilani,goa.

zephyr-08 ,UNLEASH HELL, rocked!
i throughly enjoyed myself !

Some things i will remember -

The group song in which i participated from my hostel, which was barely audible in the audi!

Bland veg noodles,

Murk sam-melan(my god it was really stupid!)

The song i sang in solo for ch-2(My hostel),maula mere from chak-de .

The practice sesssions for the solo song with chacha,tanay( played the keyboard),subheet,billu,akhil,sagar who gave really good inputs!

AH-5' nara-
(AH-5 is a seniors boy's hostel and CH-5 is a junior girls hostel)

"AH-5 ka nara hai,CH-5 hamara hai"

My hostel mates shouting-
"tripathi hai hai!"-

and the highlight of zephyr this time-
CHUSKI! \m/,reminds of my childhood :)
eating a chuski is so much fun!

As i am typing this post the ju's are having a good time(hopefully) dancing in the Dj nite :)

p.s-the guys from my hostel are planning to do "high level" in the group dance ;) so i am waiting for the performance.We hopefully will UNleash HeLL In the performance :)

Two of my favourite poems by vikram seth-

All you who sleep tonight
Far from the ones you love,
No hand to left or right
And emptiness above -

Know that you aren't alone
The whole world shares your tears,
Some for two nights or one,
And some for all their years

-Vikram seth

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After a long and wretched flight

That stretched from daylight into night,

Where babies wept and tempers shattered

And the plane lurched and whiskey splattered

Over my plastic food, I came

To claim my bags from Baggage Claim

Around, the carousel went around

The anxious travelers sought and found

Their bags, intact or gently battered,

But to my foolish eyes what mattered

Was a brave suitcase, red and small,

That circled round, not mine at all.

I knew that bag. It must be hers.

We hadnt met in seven years!

And as the metal plates squealed and clattered

My happy memories chimed and chattered.

An old man pulled it of the Claim.

My bags appeared: I did the same

-vikram seth