Insight through Words

A morning that was dark: There was something about her eyes that touched my heart. It reached my soul every time she looked at me. Her eyes always looked towards me with hope. Every time she heard my voice, she would come running. Her little feet would run as fast as it could. And she would look around if she didn't find me, search for me through her eyes. There was something about her eyes. I can still remember it very precisely. Mom had made her a little home. She was a lil puppy born to a stray dog around our home.  All her brothers and sisters had died already. I have, at many nights found myself helpless, hearing those puppies crying because of cold. They would be crying the whole night. Their mother had left them. She wouldn't stay with them.  And no matter how many sacks or boxes we put up for them, they would still be cold on those chilly cold January nights. Sometimes I would go down and try to light fire and try to make them warm. Every day I prayed for t

When i was in 1st semester of Engineering, I heard about "filters"a lot like how  difficult it is and bla bla n bla. By then, we had studied filter too. And it was quite easy. Lpf(low pass filter),  Hpf(high pass filter), Bpf(band pass filter) and I used to wonder how complex could this be, why is it such a topic of discussion among the 4th year students. Yesterday,  me n my friend, we studied from 9am to 4pm almost continuously and all we could cover was 5 hellish pages and I swear there was  more than 50% of the things we found out we have to learn by heart and there is no any other way out. All this  because there is a subject " filter " which is not in our syllabus  but again there is a subject named "DSAP" which is father of great grand father of toughest subjects which is in our syllabus and we have to have a good knowledge of Fourier transform, convolution, etc etc and not to forget " filter " to understand its course of contents. But how

What does getting high really mean?  Is it being out of our mind, not being able to think rationally, having all the crazy thoughts, and getting stupid courage for stupid things?  Well, I get high from music. It's the best medication to heal me, and the worst possible medication to harm me as well. It takes me to heaven and to hell. It swings my mood. There's a difference though, between getting high on drugs and getting high from music. I haven't ever tried the first one, but as far as I know, it makes you forget your worries most of the time. Actually, now that I think of it, music does that too.  But when music haunts you, it haunts you really badly. All the wrong decisions of your life, all the people/friends you have hurt, all the things you did wrong, and all the things/people who did you wrong, every possible sorrow or grief you have been trying to suppress for so long takes over your mind, and you can't do anything but feel helpless, wonder at the time th