Archive for July, 2012

On the way to NOWHERE…

Posted: July 31, 2012 by CampusWriting in Writes...
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I was on my way to my lab, as a daily routine. Morning 9 a.m. I was early today. I was happy that I will be able to manage a seat in the bus. I was not the only one crossing the road, and hence there’s no fear of scarily fast bikers knocking me off the ground. Everyday hundreds of people join me on the way; some have become known faces by now.  No known faces were there today. But somehow the expressions seemed so much similar. Unpredictable. I wished to know whether they were happy with their jobs as I was unsure about mine. Read everyday on some magazine or Yahoo news or some random Facebook post about this word called job satisfaction. Have also read in some magazine about certain number of criteria which determine the job satisfaction of a person. Sometimes the salary, sometimes the role takes the first place in deciding one’s job satisfaction.

Agreed. Then comes along the thought – how many of these people travelling with me are satisfied with their jobs? And even if many of them are, then whether job satisfaction=happiness? If yes then why are their faces so expressionless? If not then what stops people from becoming happy rather than just being satisfied? Do they not realize that they can be happier or have they just accepted the traditional way of going to a college and getting a placement in a company at the end of the degree? Most importantly I was puzzled whether making money, is the only way to happiness?

Once came across this phrase “Work to live, do not live to work”. I felt it to be very relevant. When we say “job satisfaction”, it definitely means we are depending on the job or the job providers to make us feel satisfied. Shouldn’t this be the other way round? Shouldn’t we ourselves be making the call for what and how things make us satisfied or happy?

These questions kept making rounds in my minds, until I realized that I had missed my stop and reached the same destination as the few others. 

Sumana Biswas

Chennai

 

 

 

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Something that just happens

Posted: July 31, 2012 by CampusWriting in Writes...
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It was a beautiful Monday morning..
rather it was just another boring Monday morning..
but something beautiful was about to happen..
something special was about to happen..

It was just an intuition..
maybe an expectation..
purely my imagination…
or just a hallucination..

I really dont know..
perhaps the only thing I know..
is that..
I just let it flow..
coz I wanted it to flow..

I saw ‘someone’..
Someone sitting next to me,
Someone simply looking at me..
Someone smiling at me..
I heard the same person,

talking to me continuously..
talking about random stuff foolishly..
he was sayin what I wanted him to say..
n those silly talks kinda made my day..

I looked amazing coz I smiled..
I looked cute when I laughed..
I looked even prettier when I smiled at him,
I looked happier when I looked at him,

We started walking,walking together..
Walking on the beach,hand in hand..
Talking to each other,laughing together,
looking at our footsteps on the wet sand..

All of a sudden..
The Monday morning came to an end..
Though it never even had a beginning..
Probably I didn’t even realize
n hence I jus smiled..

I just got to know it wasn’t true..
but I smiled..
I smiled at myself..
I reminded myself..
Reminded that it might never be true..
still I smiled..

I had enjoyed it totally..
had loved it completely..
I was awake..
yet I was dreaming..
for heaven’s sake..
I asked myself..
what was i doing?

Day dreaming.. a weird habit,
well..actually not even a habit..
its something that just happens..
just like love,
its something that just happens…

Ayushi Agrawal

http://www.ayushi13.wordpress.com/

 

 

 

I lost myself…

Posted: July 31, 2012 by CampusWriting in Writes...
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I don’t know where my fault lies. Every time person close to me departs and goes so far that rapport breaks. Distance really separates persons. Situations , things change . Muddled I am. When I speak , when I joke , world objects. When I prefer to be silent , world ( people ) has a problem with that as well. It then tags me as a depressed soul. At each juncture of my life , constantly I had to and have to change for gaining acceptance. I did so because I cannot live in isolation.

Consequently I lost my individuality. How long my destiny will play with me like this ? Cant people accept me the way I am ? Cant people accept my serious and not so jolly nature ? Why always I have to adapt and adjust ? Worst thing is expecting others to understand you, which is pretty next to impossible. I am turning crazy.I have become what I never wanted to . I lost myself. Now just following a path , not even knowing where it leads…

Nabila Khan

nabila.alikhan@yahoo.co.in

Peoples Dental Academy

Bachpan!

Posted: July 31, 2012 by CampusWriting in Writes...
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Ek bachpan ka zamana tha, khushiyo ka khazana tha,
Hasrat chand ko paaney ki thi, par dil titli ka dewana tha,
Khabar na thi kuch subah ki, na hi shaam ka thikana tha,
Thak haar kay aana school sey, par khelne bhi jaana tha,
Dadi-nani ki kahaaniyan thi, jinmein pariyo ka fasana tha,
Gum ki zuban na thi, na zakhmon ka paymaana tha,
Baarish mein kaagaz ki kashti tairti, har mausam suhana tha,
Har khel mein saathi they, har rishtaa nibhaana tha,
Roney ki koi wajah na thi, na hasney ka bahana tha,
Wo bachpan kitna suhana tha kitna mastana tha. . . . .

Kisi din phir lautenge woh din,
Jab pukaarega koi humko nana-nani, dadi-dada,
Ya Parvardigar dikhana yeh din,
Taakey un taklifon mein bhi yaad rahe,
Ki bachpan kitna suhana tha. . .!!

Anisha Nahar

Sir Padampat Singhania University, Udaipur

https://www.facebook.com/vasundha.nahar

You say… but…

Posted: July 30, 2012 by CampusWriting in Daily Quotes
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You say, I listen  but that doesn’t mean I trust all what you say…

Nabila Ali Khan

When there was a “once upon a time”

Posted: July 30, 2012 by CampusWriting in Writes...
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‘Once upon a time’ was a time which existed for me with the dreams of happily-ever- afters with a cloud resting over on my head… guiding me everywhere, but when the sun shined and showed be the fork on the road…

I was struck…  struck by the reality of the sun and by the reality it showed me. The sun I loved, which comforted me with its bold rays that I was daring enough, was a disguise of comfort. I call my relief…. my tears… an excuse to drain away the life, to be numb and forget everything in peace. But they seem to be dead… 

oh how I envy them.

I can’t cry, can’t smile,

memories flash back, questioning me… is it worth it?

They force me to decide, they haunt me and push me to the fork…

The same memories which used to shine proudly from my eyes… 

You are everywhere,

no it’s not right,

I can’t stand on this fork,

take me away!

I scream, in this silence where everyone sleeps in their sweet comfort of darkness… My mask is no more, can’t pretend anymore, didn’t know that honey sweet happiness could taste so bitter here. I finally smile when I remember the once upon a time, the memories in my cocoon where I thought I was a butterfly scaling over the world.

No I can’t decide, take away the fork, 

dissolve into that harsh sun like it could have once upon a time, 

stay like a thought as you were once upon a time, 

don’t be real, don’t come near me, 

let me sleep, please take me back to the ‘once upon a time’…

Prachi Shah

National Law Institute University

prachishah.nliu@gmail.com

http://awaunder.blogspot.com/

Sometimes

Posted: July 30, 2012 by CampusWriting in Writes...
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Sometimes you miss someone,

Sometimes you just don’t care.

Sometimes you wish to forget the world,

Sometimes you wish there was someone with whom you had stories to share.

Sometimes you wish to hold back,

Sometimes you wish to let it go.

Sometimes pictures flood your memory with the good times,

Sometimes you wish you had captured that moment and framed it forever.

Sometimes you wish you had your say,

Sometimes even with your say,you feel so small.

Sometimes you just need some faith,some hope to overcome it all.

Ayushi Agrawal

Carmel Convent School, Bhopal

aayu13@gmail.com

http://www.ayushi13.wordpress.com/

A Song of Hope

Posted: July 30, 2012 by CampusWriting in Writes...
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Those rays of hope, those times of bliss.
Those days of love, those nights we miss.

The light of sun was bright and new
And every morning I saw fresh dew.

With some wind, and a little rain,
My whole world moved, away from pain.

I saw your face, every night I slept.
And like melting ice, my cold heart wept.

But now, the pain lies behind,
And soon good times will come.
My love will live in my mind,
And we all will have, a new song to hum!

Mohit Gupta

Sir Padampat Singhania University, Udaipur

mohit.penpusher@gmail.com

https://www.facebook.com/1mohit.gupta

Friendship Is Precious

Posted: July 29, 2012 by CampusWriting in Writes...
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Not only in the shade,
But in the sunshine of life;
And thanks to a benevolent

Arrangement of things,
The greater part of life is sunshine.
Of all the blossoms in life’s garden,

Friendship is the most fragrant
A friend is a gift where
whose worth is unmeasured
But depth of friendship,
Is deeper than ocean

Sympathy for one another
Loving one another with tender hearts,
And humble minds
Friendship is sharing openly

Anandita Trikha

Mohanlal Sukhadia university, Udaipur

ananditatrikha1292@gmail.com

Ray of Hope..!

Posted: July 29, 2012 by CampusWriting in Writes...
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Sometimes you just dont have control over the things you want or want to have thats when life seems in a disarray, that’s when there comes a angel saving you from falling into darkness of uncertainty. Yeah a true angel who just disappear in flash of seconds without even even knowing –

A TRUE GOD GIVEN GIFT FOR US who perhaps sparks the thing in us. But harsh truth is whenever you have second thought –

JIFFY they are gone. My savior you will always remain part of me thanks for small moment which made my life LOVE U ALWAYS WILL PRAY FOR U ….. THIS IS FOR U … THANKS JUST WONT DO I OWE YOU MY EVEYTHING….

Saurabh Gandle

Institute of Chemical Technology