The university I got to call mine

Yesterday’s contribution for NaPoWriMo:

You were there, everyday

You were there, every minute

You gave me comfort,

You gave me shade.

You amused me with your astounding architecture

Of your labyrinthine corridors

And marble-white stairways

You were there

When I needed you,

When I felt lost.

You were there

To change my gloomy day

Into a busy one.

You kept me occupied,

You let me dream.

You tossed a few friends my way,

And good ones, at that.

You gave me the strength

To stand on a dais and blabber.

You told me where I was weak,

You made me assess myself.

You gave me a job,

You gave me your love,

And at last, you told me it’s all over.

Now I know I have to go.

With a reluctant goodbye,

I shall go.

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End of college, and with it, all things good

This turned out to be a vent post, lol. Don’t mind this one if you aren’t really into reading people vent and all. I just needed to get this out, so here it is.

Today was the last day in college, and I didn’t even get to act like it was the last day. Ever since I got placed and TCS gave me a different classroom to be in (long story short, TCS, the company that I had been recruited into has revised our college syllabus, and in the final semester, we had TCS-chosen subjects). So since I didn’t really have a big gang of friends and all, I got to simply eat and leave with a friend, D.

Yeah, I will never be going back again. I sometimes don’t even feel the pain of leaving college, which is sort of odd for a person like me. I cry a lot during farewells… I still remember the way I cried on the last day at tuition when we were in 10th grade. I even wept last year because my friends were leaving college… but here I am, all done with my course, and still as stone.

A few tears roll down my eyes whenever I think about leaving home, and with it, mom. But never for any particular friend in college. I guess I’ve gotten a bit cold as time flew by. Back in school, I got close with many… but now, I guess it’s not really that way.

And it’s all because of the way people looked at me back then, and the way people look at me now. Now that I think about this, I think I might’ve changed a bit over the years. I don’t really consider myself close to even my closest friends now… I dunno how I even manage to do that.

Something tells me that I’ll never find friendship at workplace. I mean… not the kind of friendship that I need, anyway. I really need a good friend to be by my side, to tell me everything’s okay. To actually like me the way I am. And P’s the one who LOVES me the way I am. She will never be forgotten, will always be missed.

I was so used to having summer holidays that since I realized I won’t be having any from now on, I began hating my future life already. Alright, there will be more money after I join work; I can wear anything I want, buy any mobile I want, and do whatever I want. But will there really be any rest? Doubtful.

Anyway, life goes on, right? I just cannot sit in a corner and sulk over the fact that I’m all grown up.

Little things make my day – like feeding a stray dog a packet of biscuits, which I did yesterday and two days before, and today some guy at the canteen made my day. I was buying a token at the canteen, and a student was issuing the tokens (dunno why the people of the canteen abandon ship sometimes) and he said “Thank you ma. It’s good to see a bright smiling face in the midst of all this.” I really didn’t realize I was smiling until he told me so. Anyway, by telling me so, he had made my day.

The point that I’m trying to arrive to is… things have taken such a strange turn in my life that I don’t have any friends beside me anymore, thanks to this splitting of streams and all that TCS stuff.  Strangers make my day now-a-days, even dogs do. I keep feeling I’m losing my friends gradually. It isn’t visible, but it’s happening. I’ve been distanced from the people I like to be with.

And many of them have moved to other places too… Now that I come to think of this, I never call them. I never have balance in my phone, and I keep telling everyone that as a reason. Maybe I wasn’t much of a ‘friend’ person from the beginning, after all.

Now, I’ll be thrown into some ocean in which I’ll have to swim hard, and rough, and tough. I’ll be well outside my comfy zone, and I will have not many friends. I will have no one to share my happiness with; I am not going to have anyone to help with my sorrows and my tales of utter woe.

I can be easily classified into the lonely sort, but something in me still craves for friends. I don’t know why I sometimes don’t want to be with friends… I feel alone even when there’s a whole bunch of them with me, at times. I never feel at ease even with them; I don’t understand why I even need them. Because I don’t.

No one will be there in the end anyway.

Wrong choice

NaPoWriMo day 11:

Here’s today’s contribution! Another limerick (surprise, surprise!) I wrote about a shallow girl who fell for a cheater.

Heels as high as mountains, and cheeks a light pink;

Skirt flowing down to her ankles, liquid as a drink;

Lips red and shining with heavy lip gloss,

Mascara filled lashes and eyes as green as moss;

That man loved her for her money, little did she know or think.

Waiting for a lover

Sorry for killing you people with limericks, but that’s what I do… blame WordPress’s Poetry writing thingy for teaching me what a limerick really is. *shrugs*

Alright then! Here’s my 10th day NaPoWriMo contribution… but not certainly my 10th, I know, I know! I’ve skipped many days.

The day was silent; the sky, a bright blue;

I sat at the park bench and waited for you;

I told myself, I’d weep never,

But it felt like I sat there forever.

Though the sky had gone dark, my love was still true.

Mama Bird

NaPoWriMo Day 8:

Looks like I’ll never get tired of limericks. unsure emoticon Here’s another!

The mama bird searched high and low
For the egg that she’d laid, in great sorrow
She knew it was too late
Knew of her impending baby’s fate
Where was it, if not in the hands of their foe?

The kite that slaughtered its mates – NaPoWriMo ’15

Here! I got another limerick for you guys! I’m beginning to think I won’t be able to write anything but limericks when I think of writing a poem. Anyway, here’s my contribution to NaPoWriMo for today.

Red as blood and light as breeze, you majestically flew

High in the sky, defeating the very last of the only few

Swelling with hauteur

Now, there’s none more superior

But alas, neither is there a mate to listen to your tales of rue.

See ya guys later, then! 🙂

Yet another poem

What is magic, if it’s not…

The air that we draw in.
The blood that runs through the veins.
The gravity that makes us fall.
The flowers that make things right.
The blue of crystal clear water.
The flames that turn us into ash.
The lingering smell of fresh pancakes.
The things that go bump in the night.
The frantic beating of an excited heart.
The lovely eggs of the mama birds.
The tranquil nighttime sky.

Well… this is similar to the one I wrote yesterday, but I felt I liked this version more. Although I do like that one too..

Typical Indian Summers – NaPoWriMo ’15

I have decided to participate in NaPoWriMo… better late than never, right? So here’s my contribution for today. I have a simple limerick to start it off with, although I did write a poem and post it on this blog for NaPoWriMo yesterday too..

Summer came, and brought melons and sweat along;

Birds that passed by sang melancholy songs,

For it is another day

To not have one’s way,

What with the stench so complacent and strong.