14 months

Fourteen Months.

I am no physicist. But still I can tell you that the aforementioned figure is an outrageously long period relative to the time we live on earth.
Yes, Faithful reader. 14 month have passed since the last etch on this blog. A lot has changed since then. The schoolkid who wrote the last post now lies dead somewhere. May lord above give peace to the soul. Who killed him. A nefarious figure named 'The Don'. Who gave him this name. He does not know. Does he like this name. Well, no (Hell, he was even addressed as the Don in the class during a class debate by the street smart moderator) . He never had much liking for any name given by anyone except the name he was baptized with. Arnab. Well he did find some timely solace when one of his good friends (Correction; his best friend) called him with the name he had chosen for his email address in consonance with the ghastly American practice of shortening names. Why was he been given this new name by which he is known now?
He does not know. Someone once said a man is known by his company. Maybe the company
overshadowed his true self. Yes, he thus killed the child in himself corrupted by the voices in his head.

But, did the child die. One does not think so. One thinks the reincarnated David will once again rise from his ashes to slay the formidable Goliath in himself. Because as has been the popular subject of literature (including Harry Potter) the power of love will surely exorcise all evils.



P.S: Lord, Can you hear me. Have mercy on my soul.

An old friend

Yesterday I met an old friend.Two years hence I last saw her in my school before she was off to some distant place.Since then time has passed like rain in the mountains.All in all it was a great experience.I realized how slow I have become in all these years(evidentially she being the first to pay up anywhere around).I realized how different we both have become.Gone are the days when we were chirpy school students.In a months time I would be sitting in a National Law University under huge burden of work and she in a medical or dental school.

So I would like to say to the faithful reader that friends are like sands in your hand.You can try to retain all of them in your hand but destiny thinks otherwise.So cherish the days of youth while you can before robotic proffesionalism takes over and all that is left in you only longs for material needs.

A few days earlier one of my friend was so well connected that we used to talk over phone for hours.Now he is off to pilot school and I am already packing my bags.In the same time correspondences have become scarce.I do not blame him as he himself told me once that you can not possibly give the best friend for life status nowadays.We meet so many people over the time frames that you think of choosing friends in your circle rather then the circle you left long ago.Of course we do not want to be banished from our herd.

But until time comes for me I would cherish memory of my friends through out my life not expecting them to remember me.