REMEMBER THOSE DAYS

Remember those days

when I lurked around the school library

along with my friends

trying to find that one book

that stings your page turning fingertips

even while experiencing tiredness

while every single bone of your body retorts

in your every nerve.

 

Remember those days

having your lunch

in the giant staircase,

chatting about the day

with great humor.

 

Remember those days

before the summer break

while we start the countdown

a month ago.

 

Remember those days

while i felt ironic

when someone said that

this is the best part of your life.

As we get to do so much of homework

which had to be done withcreativity

all through the holidays.

 

‘Experience is the best teacher’

My school days was indeed

the best part of my life.

 

PERCEPTION: THAT’S ALL THAT MATTERS

Remember those days

when we striven for a break

and when the break arrives

we tend to strive to go back to our routine.

 

During the routine,

we feel mechanized.

During the break,

we feel to be lacking our very identity.

 

At every point of time, we tend to lack something

if that’s how we perceive it.

Changing this perception

changes everything beautifully.

Sweat Sweat All Day

Couldn’t bear the heat

even in my couch.

Summer holidays sets in

but no going out.

I had a lot of plans for this summer.

I thought I would arrange my bookshelf,

paint my mud pot,

do artistic gardening in coffee mugs,

go out everyday and

make new friends.

But when the time actually sets in

I just sat in my couch

and watched TV all day.

After all this year was the hottest summer I ever faced in my city. That sort of heat makes you tired without almost doing anything. So here ends all my summer plans. There are a lot of interesting stuff that we can do indoors too but having a TV at home with all those interesting channels there is no space for any creative stuff.

It takes every bit of self control to keep myself away from TV. Watching TV is not a usual affair with me. But come on, it’s summer. Summer holidays has its own dear exceptions.

Just do what you like and enjoy your holidays like never before. Coz if you are going to miss it there is no taking back. You need to wait for one whole year for this wonderful time. Happy summer holidays.

Mission: Long Journey

Early man used to move for food and shelter. The 21st century man moves for food, shelter and more importantly for work. At this pace me and my family were moving for joy in our dearly car. After all we are all social animals.

The destination is clear i.e. from Hyderabad to Chennai.

Distance of the journey – 750km

Approximate time – 10 to 12 hours

Travelling by – White Hyundai Accent

Route map – Hyderabad-Kurnool-Kadappa-Ranigunta-Redhills-Chennai

Here I am with a pen and paper trying to record all that I could feel and sense around me.

Travel writer – R.K.Haritha

Copper needles stood still bearing bits of life it was still holding on, which is supposed to resemble the grass, was stand still as though painted. Big trees had less of copper and more of emerald but not as emeraldish as I had expected. A bare landscape is all that I could see stretched so far that my eyes weren’t capable to make out neither its ending nor its beginning, not to mention the gigantic rocks which makes an outline of a mountain was so much in thirst that it appeared like a sick man in his death bed.

Huh! I had at last seen something different from the present scenario. It was structured to be a factory or in my case a demon to makes its surroundings sick. Slowly and slowly I could see other stuffs which indicated the dominance of humans. I could say this because of the proofs I managed to give a glance at, though it wasn’t worth a glance as the nature which was bearing was a remarkable sight. These were small settlements, petty shops which more or less targeted on the travelers who were probably on a long journey.

These new part of our journey had a lot of emeraldish stuff; the land was fertile even while sun is camping on earth a lot more than usual. The painting beside my window had a lot of grey paint.

We have now crossed 200 km of our journey, the usual break time mark. Well time is there or in our case allotted but what shall we eat and more importantly where? There is no hint of a restaurant!!

We were in the verge of freezing in the car that is when we opened our windows. Hush! OMG! There comes a hurricane of sun rays. It felt good for a second but later it started to suck out our energy just as seen in the glucose advertisement. We managed to save our energy since the breakfast. Its nearly 4 past 30 now yet I didn’t feel hungry, guess why?

Oh! Ho! What’s there to think about it? It’s obvious, isn’t? We are on a long drive and who the hell is interested to make it a short drive with too many breaks. If somebody does that they are totally insane. Continue reading