Tension

The word too much associated with me. A thing that can lead to illness. But unfortunately quite difficult to curb it. It is a thing aroused y our subconscious mind. It occurs only when we are uncertain about something maybe results,human reaction,job ...the list is never ending.

As for my case the word goes parallel with my life.I am sure all my friends who would be reading this blog will surely laugh at this thing.They know me to be a person who has tension over everything no matter how small it can be. And I have paid for my tensions too. I used to get too ill and as a result many a times had to miss classes,tutions etc etc.Still today the thing has not left me. I try my best not to be tensed but alas!

I remember the day when my secondary exam results were out.I was so tensed that I could not walk on the road.The exams at school specially the board exams used to leave me all the more nervous.And in college though the thing improved a lot yet didnt go fully.I remember the days when our semester results were declared.We sometimes had no prior information and landed up in amazement and nervousness due to the sudden shocking news.And the job interviews omg! The ones that were held in college was okayish. But outside college...ufff...

I happened to go for an interview at a company's office oneday.I got struck in the traffic jam and it was raining heavily.I was almost dead with my tensions.The more I try not to be tensed the more I become one.Tension seems to entangle me from all the possible sides and is in so much love with me that it never leaves me no matter how much I go away.God when will I be finally able to free myself from it?

Relations

Probably the toughest of all things in this world. My views may be sarcastic,one sided whatever u may call. But it is the only thing that binds this world other than the gravitational,centrifugal etc etc forces. And if you try to name them it will probably compile a dictionary--dictionary of relations.But the origin is one, our heart..Though we say that heart made relations never end do we really mean it? Yes they do end.End because of our ego,because of our heartbreaks,because of situations,because of...... a never ending "because". And at the end what do we gain---loneliness,sadness,misery. We dont gain anything rather lose a lot. The strong relations never die but they may fade,fade due to lots of reasons basically due to human behaviour. The most sweetest,innocent and lovable relations are the ones which we make without any thinking the ones which may be may not be a blood relation but more precious than that. I will not name them as they are not dependant on names,they are the ones which will stay even if u break them.Human relations are a matter of research as we have to understand people's psychology,their state of mind,situation and loads only then we can get our questions answered--the million dollar question "WHY"?

It is easier to build one,too hard to break it,hardest to forget..But humans till now have not got their all "why"s answered. Why did it happen?why do they hurt?why do they break?why do people go away?Why do I get negligence when I didnt give one?

Only God knows the answer.

The most beautiful,lovable and painful of everything is the relations. It is the one which brings people together,teaches love,sympathy.But leaves our heart shattered when it goes away..
And no one is to be blamed for this. People have their own reasons for reacting like that.

I too had a love story -- Review

I happen to buy the book " I too had a love story" on my birthday.I didnt know anything about this book beforehand not even the faintest idea that such type of book is available in the market or it is running as a national bestseller.. The name of the book attracted my attention and I felt that this book must be nice. And indeed it was one of the best stories I have ever read. The author is not a professional one rather an engineer and since it was his first book those things were prominent. His writing cant be said as a literary work yet I must appreciate his courage to speak up his story in the way it was and to immortalize his girlfriend through his book. The story was really true with hardly any edition and was indeed "Simple,honest and touching".

The feelings were so real ,the love was so pure that we hardly see this kind of love in these days.In our modern days where the meaning of love has changed a lot and the purity of true love has started to make its place in the old books it is wonderful to see how much can a person love his girlfriend such that even after her death her name will be known by every individual..She will remain alive in every people's mind and thus will their love too.

Ravin met Khushi over an internet matrimony site named Shaadi.com. From there Khushi called up on his mobile and from the simple chats they slowly got engaged..They used to love each other too much..Their marriage was also fixed..And the best part was that their engagement was fixed on Valentine's Day--a perfect day to celebrate love.

But fate has something else in store. Khushi met with an accident..The trauma,the tension which he had undergone at that moment was clearly depicted..Everyday he used to pray for his well being but alas! God took her and he was punished to lead the life of solitude..What an irony!

I salute the love of author Ravinder Singh..The way he has told hos story ,the simplicity of his love,the emotions of all both the families,the pain when he heard the news of her demise,the dream when Khushi came near him before dying----really hats off to him..

Those were the best days of my life

I have been forced to delete my last blog where I have criticised my college.. I have been forced by no one other than my own conscience. It was probably the last day of my Engineering life that I realised what I am gonna miss the most. It was very strange that on the day I left my home to enter a new phase of my life, I cried the most and also I cried a lot while leaving it.It was hard to understand that these days will never be back again.. All the happiness,fun,enjoyment,laughter will now be a sweet memory.

Actually these college days are so dear to all of us that many people prefer to write down a whole story book. Indeed the four years experience of an engineering college is so much in one's life and the changes it brings so inevitable-- that most of us want to capture those days by writing. In the near future we may never get time to contact our friends,may not get time to visit our college reunions ,those writings will be a fresh reminder of the things that we have left behind.

My college may not have been the best institute, yet I owe to it a lot as it had taught me how to move in life like an independent grown up.From an immature girl who has just passed her school and was not used to stay away from her loved ones,never knew what is "adjustment" I turned to a mature person with more or less an idea of how to adjust with people,what to say and what not and many more. I learnt to do things on my own rather than depend on any one else. I learnt the very minute emotional details of every human being who used to live with me.

I used to curse myself for coming to a hostel.. Now I feel blessed as I have changed a lot due to this --a change obviously for good.I may have faced many odds but those odds taught me a lot. My friends,my juniors and seniors were responsible in most cases.

The four years taught me the true meaning of the word "friend". I was lucky that I have always found a true friend beside me whenever I needed them.One of my friend once said " U will miss these days once u walk out of your college and the experience it is giving u will be required for your entire life".. And it was his comment at my last blog that made me realise my mistake. He was too happy when I finally decided to delete it and write a fresh blog. "At last on the final day at your hostel did u feel that they were not that bad as u used to think" he said happily.

The last day at my hostel was probably worse than the one I felt the day before leaving for the hostel the first time.I was with all my friends gang the very last time not knowing when will the next time come so that we all can be together again.I could not write the comments diary of my friends as it was so painful. My roommate put up a picture of our gang on the wall and I cried seeing it.

One by one we all left crying heavily looking back at our room-- the beds,the posters, the writing on the walls-- everything. I remembered the last song I sang at the college function " Hum rahe ya na rahe yaad ayenge yeh pal". The college which was once mine --I left it to my fellow juniors. Yes it is mine still now and will be in the future too but I will be an ex- student from now onwards.The days will pass by on its own, the college will continue to exist,the students will continue their studies,everything will remain except us. The hostel room will still bear our name but we will not be there.

Today I agree to my elder's opinion that everybody must spend a part of their life in hostel..It is only then that we get to know the world--the places,human nature,the way to deal with problems etc etc... I really miss those those days..

Those were the best days of my life