The Mathematics of a Grand Failure

Desire + Imagination = Dream

Dream + Hope = Expectation

Expectation + Will Power = Hard Work

Hard Work + Team Work = Result

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Result + Hand of FATE

= < *?%^$#@+!~ >

(= Everything gone wasted )

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CRASH.

Crash.

crash.

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--> Broken Dream :(

--> Broken heart </3

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P.S. : I just saved a lot of space by not putting in many mixed emotions and negative feelings into this post. This is... umm...a flowchart/step-wise mathematical algorithm of the story I actually wanted to write. I was too heartbroken to write it... and this how I want to remember it..

P.S.S. : Failure is THE Stepping Stone to Success.

The Open Window

It’s a hot afternoon,
And the teacher is droning on...
Waiting for class to get over soon,
I count the seconds gone.

It’s then that I notice,
The Open Window,
Beckoning with a cool breeze,
And lot better things to show.

The lecture fades away into a distance,
As I slip into a daydream...
Of a holiday and going out with friends,
And there are no worries, it seems.

No notes pending,
No assignments to write...
There are no lectures to attend,
And no exams to keep you awake all night.

Wanting to stay there forever,
I close my eyes,
But the door bangs and my vision blurs.
As the teacher leaves, I then realise...

It’s just another wistful dream,
So real the open window made it seem...

Rescue

It'd been some time since we spoke.
Our separate worlds drew us apart...
Distance and choices was all it took,
To disconnect and isolate our hearts.

Then you say one day,
Blame me in fact-
There was nothing else you had to say,
Except that I'd gone away and "changed" a lot.

I was already on a low then,
Nothing seemed to be going right.
I felt alone and wanted company, when
You came up, almost putting up a fight.

Misunderstood and terribly hurt by it all,
I tried, but failed to calm down.
Then came your call,
And all my fears were gone.

So long since we talked like that,
Laughing about the good ol' days...
I was so happy we patched up, but
Missed you and your friendly ways...

Miss sitting beside you in class,
Miss your short-distance attempts at throwball :-)
Miss force-feeding you at lunch time...
Miss wiping off your tears - on your 'bad days',
Miss riding with you from school...
Miss your pranks and all those times
You made me look a fool.

I miss you, miss you so much.

Thank you Dear,
You shone the Sun again in my sky..
I needed you to rescue me here...
But that’s what friends are for, and I’m proud to call you mine.

P.S. : Dedicated to a Very Special Friend :-)
         (I tried my best....hope you like it !)

Look Up

It was a weekend - and a busy one at that. My room felt stuffy all of a sudden - it reminded me of the long list of unfinished work and pending assignments - I just needed to get out, have a breath of fresh air. I grabbed my mobile and earphones and was out on the terrace in a matter of seconds.

Raising the song to full volume, I blocked out the rest of the world - and soon enough, there was just me and the song. Nothing else mattered (or so it seemed, for some blissful moments) ...my mind tuning itself to the flow of music.

So I was there alone, staring out into the night and oblivious to all else. I'd just begun enjoying a few minutes of peace when, without warning, all the lights went out. Really, Dhanbad and its unpredictable minute-long powercuts - this is one thing I don't expect will change for a long long time - bless Jharkhand and its water scarcity problems.

I lifted my head  in frustration, and lo and behold! I stood there speechless, looking up and feeling like falling into the sky... 

Dotting the black sky like sparkles on a velvet curtain, were innumerable stars.... Wow. I felt so...small....and so good. When was the last time I'd come out just to look at the stars? I'd always stayed cooped up in my messy hostel room, floodlit with the artificial illumination of a tubelight. Just as I started feeling like staying there forever, the lights came on. Cursing the powercut again, this time for getting over so fast (now that's a first), I was almost going to switch off the balcony lights, when I thought - why not wait? Hehe...another powercut should be on its way anyhow. And soon enough, ISM was plunged in darkness again in less than 15 minutes. I looked up again and felt like... God was looking down at me. Whatever, even if you don't believe in God, you would nevertheless feel like a tiny piece of the universe, so beautiful and so big...I guess it's the magical feeling that we have no control over our own lives that they remind us of....that there's still so much that's unknown to us...we can only dream of what will happen in the future...

As the lights came on again, I trudged back to my room, refreshed and feeling a tonne lighter in my head. 

Just a tip: If you've never done this before or its been a long time since you did it, I promise you...you'll have the most wonderful feeling in the world. Next time there's a blackout, get out of your room, into the open... and Look Up.