KhepiAri

this is a real story, Diwali treat to me.......,                                                                             Being an super coward and highly cracker phobic I expected my Diwali to be  same, like all the years gone by.. Me sitting and watching my brave elder sister and fearless cousins enjoying with crackers. TO hide  the truth about my brave heart , I keep chanting the great words SAVE ENVIRONMENT , but technically it has no effect,.  All my life, Diwali has terrified me most....              This Diwali something more embarrassing was stored in my Fate... rather more typically "Me" story was to be engraved in my legendary life....             After being pushed a...

                O nce upon a time a  girl and her family were  guests to her aunt's home. ... A wedding was taking place, blushed cheeks, wet eyes, and boring talks  were visible all around. This made the girl bored and uneasy, and her lovely father noticed her restlessness....       So the man took his restless daughter for a walk around  the market. He said," Look at all the Faces, and say what  do you see?" Daughter replied ordinary, satisfied people with life....  The word Ordinary and  Satisfaction made a one sided conversation of life time... ....                                 This care for daughter and restlessness of mind resulted in a Pearl of Wisdom, an unique and original one.... The Man said: "Never do my daughter fall for the ordinary, if you wish to be just a face in crowd you b...

                                                                                     Food the reason of living, as I said before, I live to eat..... Every food has its own tales to be tasted... There is one particular Food item,  no one can have enough...                       The miracle  of the first bite of an Egg is similar to the first bite of the Apple  by Adam and Eve....  They ate the Apple not because they wanted Knowledge. But simple, they could not resist the temptation at the view of the lovely Red Apple.                                 Today I write about my all time Greed EGG.  The big...

                                 Every one faces a problem in there life about the choices they have. But today I have second thought regarding the choices I have made. Being a clear head and knowing what I  want, was never me. I was planned always, but never clear in sight.                       I  always chose what I felt, and  made the best out of limited. Always being a rebel has proved my brains are in my knees, I supported  Humanities over Science.  Erasing out the possibility of Being the fourth Engineer in family .  Yesterday I had an interesting    talk with my Professor  regarding studies and my uncomfortable attitude  for Pink College...., well of course I want to leave Pink College next year, I really don't want to loose my one whole year. But again my close...

                                                             Ever since, God has put the power to interlace wishful thinking with reality in my head. I have gone bonkers. Truly, I suffer from a disease  called Day Dreaming. This ailment is really  dangerous one.... No cure, no other way out to reduce it.... This has made me believe I am a Witch. But a good one of course....                      Luckily no witch hunting takes place where I live. I do believe I am a witch to the extent that  I almost  bought spell books... The only reason no one will think I am one as, I know no spells, have no witch's kitchen, no broom, no hat, no long ugly nose or face. Neither do I live isolated in woods.Nor I am follower of Satan... I am plai...

Part : II   Once, I was attending an Art workshop, it was a gala event for any twelve year old at that time. Being and over enthusiastic all my life, I was there in every place learning  less but hopping more.  This Workshop had given me one of the ideals of life, which I follow. One episode is still planted in my mind.           On the last day of workshop, we had a  Question and Answer session  with Chief Artist. He began his lecture with the topic  " Creativity and Perspective "  ( big Words too me than). Soon he began to ask questions. This one question has changed the angle  from which I view the world.  He asked say one thing that is the need for an artist, dancer,or writer , tell me the name of one force that is the Reason of Creativity.  I answered , Imagination, I was right.....                                 ...

From today Starts my Pink College Blues........   After a week of holiday, the college will be back in front of my eyes. Trust me I am living my worst Nightmare... This college has everything one doesn't want to have in her Dream college and has every thing of - Worst nightmare. First Nightmare - Uniform..... yes a Pink and White color uniform. That's known as Salwar, rather wearing it is a WAR it self. From uniform comes the name Pink College.( my Creative mind) Imagine a Rope around your neck,, Chains on your feet and  Reviling Shield made to protect you but you feel captivated and nude? Second Nightmare - Horrible class rooms.... yes whitewashed rooms, but walls  decorated with Modern Art- Stains of Pan spat out by dear students. My major room is so tiny, that it makes me feel I am sharing a coffin on my funeral day with  twenty  (20) other living  people. Third Nightmare - Horrible subject combination , Yes I do...