Personal Writings

A very big Hi to you Ram! I just wanted to let you know that you hold a very special place in my heart – don’t know whether it is day or night, hell or heaven, wherever it is, doesn’t matter. It’s just the sweet image of yours and gladdens my heart and makes me realize I am alive.” This was the initial part of the email that Ram received from one of his chat friends – a girl around three years younger to him. He had never received such a mail earlier, so he was delighted. He had first chatted with this girl year ago, and the usual chatting turned into something special. They shared their joy and grief via the net. They dreamed together a dream world where no one existed but the two of them and their dreams. However Ram had lied to her about a number of things and knew that he would be nothing but an obstacle in her way to success, when she comes to find out about it. And he could not keep lying forever and one day he had to tell the truth. That truth mail was the last o...

Chilly mornings Chilly days are here again and people can be seen covered from head to toe with warm clothes. People like me, who dislike the cold weather, are in deep trouble. I started disliking winter more two years ago as I had morning classes at 6.15 in which I had to take part in practicals. Chemistry practicals used to be wonderful, as we had to carry our experiments for which fire was required. Standing before a lighted burner used to give warmth. But Physics practical used to be very tedious, minus the burner. In certain experiments, water was essential and feeling the freezing water  in the early mornings was something to be avoided as far as possible. The other most tedious thing used to be the microbus. I wonder why the bus get so jam-packed that there is no space even to accommodate one’s feet. Some commuters had to hang from the door like chimpanzees from a branch. So the door could not be closed and the chilly winds almost froze me to death. In order to avo...