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On a high note!

Well... 'Medicine', 'Medical College', 'Dream', 'Doctor'... I am here, right here at the foot of this great profession, exploring a new domain of my life, trying to understand the upcoming circumstances, the curriculum, the ways to thrive here or may be just survive and though I am largely clueless with what might happen here, I somehow have this feeling that life is going to be beautiful from now onwards. Yeah, you hear it right and yup, you see it right. I am in a dormitory with 29 other girls, given those typical patient beds, a trunk to keep stuffs and wet clothes, worn clothes hanging all around me, we share 3 washrooms among 30 of us, litter piling up in the dustbins and yet I say that I feel positive, I am hopeful. Yes, it is true that I freaked out on the very first day I saw the living condition here and I literally ran to my home in another city, in a different part of the state feeling so contemptuous of the profession I had chosen, feeling l...

Oblivion: The world stays there

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It is a weird world out there, a world filled with the most mindful of logics and purposes to absolute absurdity, all at the same time, at the same place. In each of our acts, there is so much reason and then out of nowhere comes a 'Why?' as if 'Why is this important?' , 'Why should I be taking the pain for it when one day I would die?' , 'Why to care for a life that is mortal? ' but then what else should we be doing? There is always a 'Why? ' at the back of your head and still you move forward. The world moves forward. All its tiny constituents move forward, at least momentarily as surely at some point of time we will vanish, not together, holding hands, preaching peace or inflicting violence but each one of us in our own separate journey, in our own separate time will vanish, unaware of any existence, unaware of even the once existing existence of oneself, no emotions, no pain, no pride, no questions, no lusts, not even the morbid desires...

A Self-written Metrical Composition: Mistaken + A sketch

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Today, just out of an inner compulsion , I felt like sketching a moment that I have always felt so close. You will not find it something too big or astonishing but it surely is one of the deepest, rejoicing and enriched practice of mine. Something I just can't let go. Something to which I return after every stressful day. I don't actually relate when did the idea actually strike me, may be a few nights back when I escaped slumber and passed the entire night in the dark room looking at the darkness outside or may be a few more such nights back but what I know is I drew it just a few minutes ago and I already have a poem written by me that I may post with it. 😊 Mistaken There is darkness outside Not for a negative soul Only the night And its melody so sore As if  mist hidden hopes No beckoning, no goal. Glancing through the window Of that old stilt house You see a sour, crisp moon An old, mundane tout. Not a star of those times Could shi...

Now that I return...

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Was it right or was it wrong? I mean being away from all these... society, friends, hobbies and all other interests except the one that had taken me there. I guess you are getting it...what I want to say. Now that it has been more than 2 years or better say 2 years 1 month and 27 days after which I try to pen my experiences into you, many such questions constantly reel into me. Already it took me 3 days to just get ready to open blogger and still when today I did open it, my mind was empty. But yup I must say there is something, something so special I sense in you that me... a high level introvert who just opens to a few... you make me blabber and that is why all of a sudden I became sad thinking why I remained away for so long. I think it was necessary to concentrate more and more on some other stuffs for the sake of the goal I had planned to reach and as they say for big achievements, big sacrifices need to be made but then I also think I might have not gone so hopeles...

And Yet A few More Paintings...

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In my last post, I had uploaded some of my old drawings and sketches, nearly 2-3 years old. Here I post a few more pieces of art: Staring the Dusk Returning Home Escaping the Flood A Modern Art The Hill...the River- Two scenes Way to the Temple Deserted but One A peaceful Sitting Thank you for paying attention...

Things I have been doing recently...

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This is relaxing... this surely is. It is after a long time that I realize that sometimes a change can be amazing. All this while I have had to experience its bitter half… I know people have changed and I also know that somehow I am coping up with it well externally… this is actually eating me from within. A hollow feeling. Oh no…no. L et’s not drift there now.... Not this way. I don’t want this to happen. I want to feel happy today… and this has come to me after so many days. I want to shout, laugh, run and even cry in happiness. I don’t know why. Today I am going to tell you what I have been doing recently… I have been indulged in for quite a long time in cleaning my room and doing some decoration work. Huh! Quite tiresome but yet seems like a lot of peace. I have found some old stuff… some letters, my old, musty diary (seems silly now), some old books of mine, some stories I had written quite a long time ago, a photo album and some of the sketches and paintings I had made ab...

Brave (A Movie Review)

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Theaterical Release Poster Movie Profile Directed by: Mark Andrews and Brenda Chapman Produced by: Katherine Sarafian Screenplay by: Mark Andrews, Steve Purcell, Brenda Chapman, Irene Mecchi Story by:         Brenda Chapman Music by:          Patrick Doyle Production       Walt Disney Pictures company:         Pixar Animation Studios   Running time:  93 minutes Country:      United States           Starring and Voice Cast/Main Characters                                          (Source: wikipedia.org) Kelly Macdonald  as  Merida, a Scottish princess who dreams of following her own path and living her own life Peigi Barker as Young Merida Emma Thompson...