I proposed my love !!!

The weather couldn't have been any welcoming, lovable or better than it was on that beautiful day. I couldn't have been as bold if not daring , as I was on that day. I never took care of myself , if not for that day. Time just seemed to pass by, unlike seconds like hour, it was hours like seconds that day, till,  the borrowed watch on my wrist, had its silver-lined radium hour hand at 150 degrees in clockwise with respect to the similar minute hand. And I was getting prepared for, what would decide my future, what could decide what and how I will I be, what perhaps is going to remain one of the deciding moments in my history when I look back to this day fifty years later. I was getting ready for the proposal that I was going to make to a girl who, with every passing second , minute , hour , day , fortnight , months , season and with every passing year, since I first saw her was becoming more angelic, divine and maybe slowly the purpose of my life , existence. With every step that I was taking towards her, my heart was skipping beats more than ones it did in previous step , with every step towards her I was feeling her aura pulling me into her small world in which I wanted to breathe, live and perhaps die , for death is an invitation to eternalness. And there she was standing right in-front of me, not aware of my eyes seeing her ,that have been following her everywhere for she was the sight of  those eyes, not aware of what is to follow for she has no clue of my existence , my love for her. But then she deserved to know of my love and trauma, that I go through everyday at the thought of loosing her forever beyond my reach. And when I came close to her "ah! god , why did you send such an angel to earth who's become a dream am obsessed with, which if I don't realize I become a soul-less corpse which is just breathing and wasting oxygen that some other human could have breathed extending his time with his "dear" . . . to hell with you god, just take everything except her from me for "she" has become "me" to me . . " and for a moment my senses stopped working, there wasn't any part that knew responding to the stimulus perhaps and a "hi!" that escaped from my mouth made way to her perfect peanut shaped ears which were defining "perfect" better than any, that were defining or have defined it, that were decorating the ear-rings that she wore . . . and her beautiful eyes, deep and containing ocean of love, lined with kajal followed the direction of source , to me . . and "am called Laxmi sai prasad , I wished to tell you something that I believe will relieve me from an unwanted guest that's been living with me ever since I saw you , for the thought of not having you was unbearable and pain, I feel that you deserve more than what you have and this world is just devoid of it, the very thought you and me being in each other's self is very sweet and liberating, something I really do not want to do away with, I don't know what consequences are to follow but with you around am sure to face them , dear "I love you", will you be my girl ?" evaded my memory for my heart was convinced of  what was to follow and they just let "dear "I love you", will you be my girl ?" out . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .and I was a human , breathing , hale and healthy and life turning lovely and lively than it ever was to me and the beauty was the face of my "dear" , beautiful than anything, anyplace that one can name or describe or comprehend or imagine, for she was all it is . . . . . . . . . . . . .

. . . . . . .dude it's 745hrs, get up freshen yourself , we gotta skip our breakfast else we shall never make it to NSDE class and you know what the consequences are , he is gonna scare hell out of us and we will regret being "human" :D

Is the right we know "right" ?

after the lab that didn't happen, on our way to fill our starving stomachs, me and my intelligent friend who has been "living life on his own terms", were discussing indulgences that society reportedly considered "bad" (naturally am talking of drinking, smoking and all that you can name). Saying of society, considering the Indian population which mostly consists of conservative middle class families, further classified into upper and lower with reference to something almighty's might too shan't be able to define, we decided to have a look on traditional middle class' take on such indulgences (obviously they say they are bad, why ?). While discussing, I couldn't help the labels that are tagged around people with such indulgences, not because I smoke or drink or anything, but I felt that the labeling was unjust and foolish. I have seen people smoking and eventually ending up having some kind of cancer, I have seen people getting drunk and behave like a crazy senseless, but, one thing I personally feel about them is that, these people have a situation that they are finding difficult to handle, neither do they want to rub it on any other, as a result, they are resorting to these which for temporarily, though, let them in the dream world that they wanted to be in and in our dreams we "never die" neither "are having situation", but all we have is "happies",So now is this why they should be labeled ? for wanting to be happy ? They know the consequences, but they chose it because maybe they feel it better that they alone carry the burden and let it end with them. We see all that is superficial and conclude a hell lot about it and label the indulgences "bad", no no no , not us , some section of fool and it becomes convention and they are bad, and while I was saying all this ,my dear friend said "dude you know that these are bad, why supporting it ? it's foolish . . live life on your terms",  and all I felt was that I was talking to another person who is under illusion that he's been living life on his own terms.Ha!, here is this gentleman who doesn't know what right or wrong is like, but knows what is right and wrong, and he's "living life on his own terms" never bothering to think about how right is the "right" he knows is? . . it's just reminds me of what I read of a rope being mistook for snake in dark, in a sanskrit textbook :)

p.s : am not encouraging any kind of indulgences talked about but i feel pained to see them being labelled and trust me they are better than manipulators without any such indulgences and all am trying to say is "come out of this convention and start thinking as to what is right and wrong and why, and do what you feel is right than actually ending up doing what society feels right . . . for this society is most fickle minded :) "