BraiN's DraiN..

Imagine if mirrors were to reflect your characteristics and not your actual physical form, what you think you would see as your reflection. I do know what I will see. I will see Nenita as my reflection. She is a friend of mine from my new office. Now you are confused as to why will I see her, right? You will get an answer to that just read on. All my life (I mean not that I am too old, but still)I have meet people who had similar habits or few similar likings. So I was always very curious as to why would that happen? Isn’t every human being supposed to be unique?  Then I was introduced to the existence of something called sun- signs. Something which segregates people as per their birth dates. I read a book about it to know more and found it difficult to believe that so many millions on people across the world are just categorized in few sun-signs.  So I just left it there at the back of my mind. Then in my college I meet a girl who was born on the same day as me. She w...

With bright shining sun,  the glittering sand & the clear blue sky, I miss the golden sunset upon your face, I miss you in Summer. With the darkened days,  the soft green carpets & falling crystals of raindrops I miss the sparkling dew in your eyes I miss you in Rains. With the frozen trees the snow kissed mountain tops & long cozy shivering nights I miss the wet warmth of your embrace I miss you in Winter. With the burning sun and the shimmering full moon I miss you with the only hope To be together soon.

Adorable is a word that’s just not good enough to describe the way she is. A perfect surprise package. Like if you meet her for the first time,  she’ll seem so shy, so in her own cocoon, like a butterfly. Like s omeone  you wont know what they are all about . As if those colors on the wings all are hidden . Yes, butterfly would be the best way to explain what she is. The one you feel like taking care of, the one you find so fragile that you are afraid even to touch. But you always want it around, refreshing & sparkling, spreading colors everywhere. You will never be able to read her, just like you cannot guess the trail of a butterfly. In fact she is one with the qualities of bunny rabbit. She would do something and by the time you realize its her, she would nicely put on face “u think its me” with a big wide innocent eyes. I never thought I would ever have this kind of motherly feeling so soon in my life. But she sure made me feel like a mother. Ya that’s...

Mind, its all about the confusion. i always keep wondering , if could name mind as some thing else. then "Tornado", or "mixer grinder" or any crappy combination of alphabets like "tsfjsgfjs". Some name that u can’t decipher the meaning of it I mean how much one has to try, how much one has to think, and how much actually falls in place any which ways. and why should one even try so hard when u know it wont go the way you would want it to. Mind, just a pi9ce of gooey mess. You know what's worse? The preconceived notion. That’s the worse thing of all. Coz that reduces the tiny little bit of scope u have to improve on anything. to convince someone that what they might have assumed you to be , u aren't that way at all, and its the situation put u in that position and made u be this way. Change is what we humans are scared of. Change is something we are skeptical about. And yet change is what we crave for. but even when we know change is inevitable , ...

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 ...