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Questions are gradually weaving a fine mesh around me. I am feeling lost and mewed in the labyrinth of my own mind. Facing questions has always been a grueling experience for me but seeking answers to pacify (not the world but) myself has been the crucial taxing process. It feels just like you have been asked the 'famous' question of what is mind? I am a mere human being with no newly discovered answer to that. And I am still at that point where I had left myself initially..without any 'answers'.. On second thought, maybe I just rotated in the void enclosing me..Maybe I am still blind to the revolutionary aspect that's staring right at my face..

Knocking into people who 'had been' the part of the jigsaw puzzle of 'your life,' is a brilliant experience. This feeling that am talking about is an amalgamation of surprise, pleasant shock, happiness, love, a rush of excitement and heaven knows what more. A sensation that each one of us would have experienced when we suddenly find a long lost childhood friend or a classmate of the past, a neighbour who had shifted before we came to know them better, a long lost greeting card or letter that we couldn't hold safe..it can be any 'thing' and anyone. The only thing that matters even if we are'tongue-tied' from the jolt, is that we make them realize..what place they held and 'hold' in our life which is so short yet so meaningful due to them..

Earning for myself, being independent; the ultimate sensation when you are finally going with the beat of the world. Splurging money on shopping, fine eateries has never been of priority to me (I think). Dreams which earlier encompassed of everything beneath the sun now adopts the motto of 'sky is no longer the limit.' To me, the word 'salary' now sounds synonymous to dreams, independence, confidence, responsibility, contribution, potential so on and so forth.

The feeling of yearning is too much.. when you want someone but can't have that person near you due to 'earthly' reasons.. That wave of pain and loneliness hits you suddenly and washes you of all your 'incomplete' happiness.. But there is this positive feeling that still lingers in your heart that a time will surely come when you are no longer alone.. and you will have that person in your arms..

That was what we told our tutor when he asked us, his students, not to paint him red! but those 'commands' fell on deaf ears like the lectures that are given in classes (as we always opt for studying at eleventh and a half hour of the exam). Our campus was pigmented with the colours of the spring on this Holi. The jovialty of the festival reigned the atmosphere with the commencing of this hot month. The heat was not given a chance to spoil the spirit of the enthusiastic students. Many were meandering about in every hues and shades as the 'aftermath' of the celebration. Even we were not spared of being metamorphed, and had been turned into pinkish aliens too.

I know that getting a passport is a hell lot of job..but didn know that to get an application form would be such a nightmare. Yesterday, out of the blue, I was struck by this idea of applying for a passport. Its sad.. but such things don happen as soon as you get a 'whim and fancy' for it. So after knowing that one can only get the application form from the head post office of our beloved U.T., I decided that the 'deed' should be done NOW! And now, I personally thank the government of India for making Pondicherry a beautiful but SMALL place. Because if i was made to walk even one yard more to reach the 'goal post', i would have been turned into a mirage in the heatwave which has captured the planet, taken it in its jaws and is shaking the hell out of it. (If anyone is foolish enough to ask the question "why I didn take an auto?", let me tell those oblivious creatures that auto fares are so high at Puducherry that if you just save the money spent on th...