Let my INK SPLASH

J turned into a L for a good period of time for me. Yes life is full of difficulties and this is best realised in practical sense when a student has to write the answer sheets. The requisite required to hold the question papers with confidence- drop out all your masti hours long before, pay good attention in class and ask your eyes not to wander around while studying. But are these so easy to procure??? Well, with computer games on my finger tips, with cricket and IPL matches on the go, with an 'always ready to go' on a tour to civil lines- it does not seem so 'easy'. The teachers leave no stones unturned to blow away the jovial self of me whose traces I try to hide beneath them. Assignments, tests and hangouts with chums now scheduled in laboratories instead of college canteen gift nothing else but Goosebumps.

It's of no use, for now, to contemplate and dig out the faults that lie in Indian Education System. But, asking my mind to stop creating various possibilities to skip the studies doesn't serve any purpose to the money my parents are investing. So I have to inflict the pain and stress and plead God to strengthen me for the BIG FIGHT. 'Change is Good', heard about that? But a change sucking the happines from inside, calling for the chats to shift from your friends to the immortal books, imposing fear of bad grades- not good from any angle. This change only keeps my pulses buried deep in worries married with tensions. For all the abysmal efforts that a student puts into, he should be tapped fully in the end even though he might not be holding a seat on the cliff.

Have to hibernate for some time amidst the stupid courses.

There was he?

Don't know if

he'll become a child prodigy.

New arms to swing all around

with big eyes and a cute face

his presence only profound.

He takes his thumb

all in his mouth;

his groans and laugh

are also in the list,

which makes his mother

feel so proud. J

He looked at me often,

I think was trying to converse

thumped his fist

and bent his leg

but I didn't give his attention

any shed.

And then he

took his most expensive weapon

with which he

roams around all over

like holding the Olympic beacon.

It was his laugh

a very sweet,

but a shrieking one though

although there were no teethes

but it was all enough

to attract any mob.

Finally, I had to give up

for the innocence

he posed in his profile

so took my arm close to his

to perform a shake hand.

I chuckled then

not like him, obviously,

but poked his fluffy cheeks

very nicely.

All above is only the gist

& it will take lot more pages

to write about him, who is for the world

‘A New Gift’.