Vodka v/s Assignment

The night was becoming younger with every passing second. Stars scattered across the sky along with full moon made everything visible even at half past one in the early morning. Amidst the cries of jackals and barking of dogs,I walked on the road with a bottle of
Smirn-Off vodka wondering what to do?

With my slippers in one hand and vodka in another,I managed to bypass the watchman snoring at the front desk in Sports complex. In the absence of electricity only light illuminating my path to the roof was coming from the sky which managed to seep through every possible nooks and corners. Tube lights,bulbs of almost all rooms except few in the adjacent girl's hostel were sleeping as well. I wondered what the awakened ones were doing? Peeping through was impossible as thick curtains on their windows made view of other side nearly impossible .Even I was glad to have them there. As on full moon, probability of encountering ghosts or scary creatures was maximum.

Somehow crawled up the tin to reach the topmost point of the building, during which slippers slipped from my hands and crashed into some metal. Will the guard come into senses? Nah! said my dizzy mind, control of which was getting transfered to the alcohol running along with the blood by then. Sitting there like an owl sitting on a branch of tree for 2 hours thought about the failed relationships, screwed up projects, thinness of mine, dropping CPIs, increasing terrorism, others having sex, tons of reports which made me stand and reach the edge of the roof. With the bottle on my forehead, stretched arms bathing in the moonlight I appeared as some sort of ghost if not an angel. With my eyes closed, hands stretched in a crucifixion style I was moments and one step away from you know what.

TRING TRING ! TRING TRING! stupid mobile phone in my pocket spoiled my mood of committing s*****e.

"Hello", Irritated to the utmost extent I spoke looking at the watch which indicated some four in the early morning.

"Where are you man?" asked one of my friend loudly that even the girl in the next hostel can hear.

"I was on the top of SAC about to jump from the roof." I was determined.

"C'mon dude! You can do that some other night. I need you here right now." I guess he missed my words.

"I am jumping from the roof of SAC on the ground and not on the second roof." I repeated
to make the dolt understand.

"Why the fuck you make senseless bets? I will treat you in canteen. Come to room soon else it wont be good for you either" He was babbling without listening to me.

"What deal can be bigger than deal of mine. I am fucking jumping from here" I was loosing it.

"You forgot we need to submit the assignments of Wireless communication & VLSI first thing in the morning by 8.05am. Now get your ass down here or the professor will make your life hell enough compelling you to do s*****e." The fatso reminded me of the assingments, thoughts of which began to liberate my mind from the grip of vodka inside.

Picking my slippers from the dinner plate and placing the vodka bottle adjacent to lunch box of the watchman who was still in his deep slumber, I was on my way back to MATLAB.

Life as We dont know

You think you are great, awesome, special, cool or different than others. Well you idiot it is not so because you are just like anyone else around, simply a product developed by your family who first planned how many they want to produce and how much they want to invest in you depending upon whether you are a male or female.

And according to their calculations for a better future or to avoid circumstances of giving a huge dowry you are nourished with expensive education in the institutions where you come in touch with other products which are also there for improvement,processing and development to adjust in the future. You learn and adopt good factors from them to increase your market value and sometimes dent the other's when there is a competition between your stocks i.e. the relationships you make with each other or in front of the market i.e. the society . And how much the others invest love, care etc into these decides the value and future of your stocks which explains why your relationships often crashes when there is not appropriate contribution from you or the one interested in a collaboration with you. And once you finishes undergoing packaging, chiseling etc in these expensive molding centers you finally become a complete ready to sell product.

You then either find a buyer for yourself or like earlier times are auctioned in the society which is the market where buyers and sellers are ready to either sell or purchase you out in their efforts to reap maximum benefits from whatever is available be it high salaried companion or bringing an Honday city along bride. The benefits and profits are thoroughly estimated. And then you with the one who either purchased or with the one who you purchased will go through your available resources will decide to produce some product according to the circumstances. And the product will then become the producer and the cycle keeps going on and on and on.

So may be the ways of developing, upbringing you etc might be different but in the end you are just like the others in the market of society where you are a product and the relationships are not much different than stocks. So All hail Warren Buffet!

I Sinned

Light is there but they cannot see
Amidst the huge crowd I feel free
They all seemed sad and stunned
It appears something terrible they learned

I am shouting but they didn't listen
My worries, my anxieties deepened
Unheard, neglected I went inside
To see for all this, who is behind

In front of my room was huge crowd
Some sad, some numb while other frowned
Made my way across to see what they have found
And it was me, from the fan hanging down

Crucifixion

I killed her today
Though she tried to run away
But her sins made her fall
She screamed and made her last call

The knife went deep inside her breast
Tears rolled down as pain reached its crest
Blood of hers was coloring the ground
She wasn't able to produce anymore sound

While waving goodbye, she pointed towards a drawer
To get something out, towards it she crawled
I opened it and found a letter
After reading which I was completely shattered

I cried and cursed myself for my impatience
Because it was the letter of her innocence
I took her in my arms and asked her to try
She smiled and said,"May be you will stay alive"

PS: The above mentioned is purely an imaginary situation and is not
inspired from any living individual so don't waste your brains thinking
if this one is written due to you or anyone else. It was just to take
the anger out of staying in a lecture for two straight hours.