Hisashiburi (Long time no see)

Students were perhaps fortunate to escape with a minimum fuss after allowing the Mass Bunk to succeed. The over existing cohesion between everyone was a matter of heart as none spilled the beans.

As per the discussion between faculties, they had little or NO desire to allow that incident to happen again. Historically we were the first batch of chemical engineering to even commit such crisis. Coincidentally, I was the one questioned longer than others. Just saying, the surname 'Sharma' is going well with the free publicity.

Last night while in the bus from Alandi to Nigdi, sharing hours with extremely interesting mountains and valleys. Life seemed mesmerized beyond the gasp of survivability. I mean, lurking in the mountains is what took my childhood. Those humming of migratory birds and the churning sound of flowing river. Hai hai hai Détente !

It was already night time, my vision turned blurry as always. I couldn't help but find similarities between the first three paragraphs. How the essence of Memories is the same for all humans. Well sometimes a memory also needs memories and for me, there's nothing simpler than the gorgeousness of snow clad mountains. The drenching of clouds, embrace of humming and the affectionate hugs of breeze were the teachings of nature.

Since I am still about the yesteryear memories, you'd be happy to hear some peaceful stories. In theory life was bubbling with life and this is the trickiest part negotiated with fate. Plenty of thoughts, plenty of time, and a clean page of bucket list. There are even moments which promises a more thorough knowledge of flashing inherited arrogance. I recently constituted the learning of vengeful saga of hitting and to be hit by.

Perhaps the brutal humiliation or the diplomatic sarcasm are among the worst days of looking ahead scenario. Little wonder, why the mind attempts to point out different theories at crucial junctures. At times every cell in the body sticks together, sometimes only the empty disappointment of everyone comes blaming. The feelings are never good enough to form base. Nothing can be fixed by shouting and calmness is impenetrable!! Yet the proper combination of both cannot be found.

The right path to rationalize is still the tangible process unanswered from centuries. There's also dismantling through brutal honesty. A resemblance resembling a two dimensional video game bouncing down a gigantic staircase, a series of thudding, often-cosmic and exponential disappointments.

Maybe this is the faith of life helping to provide insecurities. Maybe a doubt to perform well without emotions. Perhaps memory is all about an illusion consisting of infinite realities. Or Perhaps mind is enjoying emotional sex with laughing, experiencing, sharing and intimidating with thoughts.