BraiN's DraiN..

My so called last day of college, when I went to check my final year results. And that’s the day I fell for him all over again. Ya, the only love of my five years of architectural course. My love, my friend, my idol, my mentor. May be at the end of my life I will forget everyone I meet in my college but would never ever forget him, Kausik Mukhopadhyay . It’s fun to recollect his first impression, someone who looks kind of artist, or some crazy looking guy who hardly falls under the so called conventional definition of a professor. He is the one who introduced us to the perspective of our course, the one who gave us the glimpse of what it is like to get into this college. The one who made us believe that we are good enough to be in there. And for sure the one who built the foundation for us so that we could built ourselves over it. He is like the Sun, the source of love, encouragement . Every time you meet him you would always find your share of love. His just that warm smile wo

I love rains. Coz the way raindrops fall on the leaves, the earth, the roads, leaving everything rejuvenated, Coz I can sit at my window n see the rain and still have some sparkles of drops falling over my face. Cos the way I can lie down in my bed, all cozy in my sheets, and listen to the heavy rains outside and fall asleep listening to it. Cos the way I stand under the shower and suddenly chilled water falls on my head, leaving goosebumps all over me, Cos the way some bird comes for shelter in the window n flutters its wings in patterns, taking different shapes just to dry itself, Coz I have a sip of hot coffee and the combination of rain and coffee seems to be just awesome, (vodka for instance) Cos the way my hair are wet n the water trickles down on my bare back, the same way it trickles down the window glass, Cos the way I wanna snuggle bellow the sheets, trying to balance between the warmth and cold air around, Cos the way kiss seems to be as perfect as it

Sometimes I wonder even the people u know the most or u feel it that u know them the most have some side of them which is totally unknown to u. And when u encounter that side of them u wonder if that’s real them. u start thinking or u even feel bad cos even when u so close u still didn’t know something about them. U feel bad and disappointed for not knowing it. Ur brains keeps wondering whether u aren’t worth knowing it, but isn’t that way. We the human beings are so complex so complex with our emotions. After knowing so many people in life I have learnt one thing even though u love someone, or u are strongly bonded with someone there is always a part of u which is just for urself. It isn’t necessary to make someone a part of it cos those our ur moments, ur thoughts, that’s something u have decided to keep to urself. And today when I sit and wonder what it is that I have kept to myself, what it is that no one knows apart from me, I m not able answer it. Is it really that, or I