Insight through Words

I lie awake , my eyes are all open. I try to do my work. Distract my mind. I am fine, I m just fine, I say I am fine I will be all right this will go away. I smile,  I laugh  like there is no pain Call up my best friend , hangout I go to work, do my job and stay all fine, I try to stay all fine. I feel like i have been running forever I cant feel my wings anymore I wana fly away, just fly away from here. But no matter what I do , How far i run You always catch up with me, yes, you always catch up with me. Your memories, your smile, your promises, they just dig a grave for me and I keep falling back, Oh I keep falling back in love .....with you. I know its been too long since I last heard your voice, But I still remember the way you said my name Yes I do. I remember those frowning lines on your face I remember the ring your mother made you wear And just like a birch bark on fire, my heart, my heart, burns too hot, it burns too hot.

Team Building Activity-Story telling competition The only thing one learns by birth is to cry and throw. And in the journey of life, is when you learn. Everyday you learn a lesson. But its upon you how you perceive it. There is always a first time for eveything, nobody starts from second. What you are going through, its most probable that someone somewhere has gone through it before. Every problem has a solution and the  best way to deal with it is to face it calmly. I am a beginner in programming. At many times i have panicked,  I have been scared of failure, i have been scared of not being able to learn. At times i have wondered if i am doing good, or if i am the only one who is this stupid making such simple mistakes. I still am not sure of how well or how bad i am doing. I dont know what the future beholds for me. But everyday, in this journey of my internship, I have learned something new. Yes, sometimes its a new syntax, while the other time i learned ...

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 ...

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...