Now first of all let me apologize for not sharing anything for such a long time after that trial(oh lemme mention that it DID work..in fact i am using the same method to post yet again.)..you must be thinking i make a habit of it(saying 'sorry', i mean)there are 2 reasons for it...
1)i couldn't come up with a topic which i can make a part of my blog.
2)even if i did find an issue worth discussing over here..not enough time and language to put it through(yes..even i can run out of words to express my self..i call it 'one-of-my-phase').
What i am going to post now is not as interesting as you may presume...so let me pop that bubble of urs...in other words don't expect a lot from this blog.
It is amazing how every other English class compels us to dive into the fathomless depths of our own minds...and NO neither the lesson.NOW the teachers are to be credited for that..or maybe they should be..after all...its all becoz of their lousy teaching that we find our self..drousing off.in order to fight away this untimely trance we rather engage ourself in something else(playing 'tic-tac-toe' or the likes, drawing,solving crossword puzzles...or simply daydreaming.).Now this is necesary as most of the time the english classes are followed by physics...and it is REALLY hard to concentrate once the essence of sleep gets the better of you.
personaly i the last obtion is applicable to me...(and from a recent discovery) even the girl who sits beside me.
Its quite natural to scribble something down when u r lost in one of those daydreams of urs...not always they turn out to be something rich and meaningfull..and honestly..they are mostly garbage...and sometimes they are at the border line of both the genres.you have already got a glimpse of my literrary expertise(ahem)>>If not then refer to the blog titled -CROSSWINDS.
But today i am here to share what nostalgic thoughts trouble my pal 'debo'...I wouldnt have come across it,if i didnt ask for her notebook to cover up all that i missed during my absense(as some of you know...i was out of station.probably the 3rd reason for this long gap between this and my last post).
i personaly cant make out exactly What she has to say...so i leave it to you guys.
PS:please spare her grammatical as well as spelling mistakes...i am trying to reproduce exactly what she wrote.
"Life is an open book.But is covered by a thick layer of dust.It is an unsolved mystery that moves along its path with an assumption of being a solved simplicity.thoughopen,one barely cares to remove the dust from it, and read the story it has to tell...even the author loses the purpose of of it somewhere in the pages.of we designate a separate book for each soul,with its own salient features,such as the illustrations,thickness,style,genre,etc,we still come across a similar beging and ending- birth and death.keeping that in mind ...then is life an aparently locked yet open bookthat gets registered as a closed chapter in the history of mankind?Or do the pages of these chapters get lost somewhere due to negligence...only to be replaced by fresh sets of memories.?It makes my thick that God is a lousy organiser...he isnt good at keeping track of his lil library (the world),He is a fine artist,a scholar...Inspite of all these complexities...the great story of life goes on to be writen spontaneously , as new pages find their way into it..and old depart."-----Debasrita Chokroborty (with careful and permitted editon from me ofcourse!)
After reading this so many questions filled up my mind...the first was that-even she compares life to books?(refer to the previous blogs and you'll knwo what makes me surprised.)I asked her if i can make this a part of my blog. I asked her what exactly she wanted to say through this..as i found her writing very unclear and confusing at the same time...HEr answer was-'i dont know'.So let me see if We can find an answer to that.Now one may ask...why do i bother so much?..i say- just for the fun of it!!! (:
Well Do post your comments...i am sorry if i dissapointed you guys in this blog. Can't help it..see you lovely people arround again.
ciyea!
love you!
Sin!!!
1)i couldn't come up with a topic which i can make a part of my blog.
2)even if i did find an issue worth discussing over here..not enough time and language to put it through(yes..even i can run out of words to express my self..i call it 'one-of-my-phase').
What i am going to post now is not as interesting as you may presume...so let me pop that bubble of urs...in other words don't expect a lot from this blog.
It is amazing how every other English class compels us to dive into the fathomless depths of our own minds...and NO neither the lesson.NOW the teachers are to be credited for that..or maybe they should be..after all...its all becoz of their lousy teaching that we find our self..drousing off.in order to fight away this untimely trance we rather engage ourself in something else(playing 'tic-tac-toe' or the likes, drawing,solving crossword puzzles...or simply daydreaming.).Now this is necesary as most of the time the english classes are followed by physics...and it is REALLY hard to concentrate once the essence of sleep gets the better of you.
personaly i the last obtion is applicable to me...(and from a recent discovery) even the girl who sits beside me.
Its quite natural to scribble something down when u r lost in one of those daydreams of urs...not always they turn out to be something rich and meaningfull..and honestly..they are mostly garbage...and sometimes they are at the border line of both the genres.you have already got a glimpse of my literrary expertise(ahem)>>If not then refer to the blog titled -CROSSWINDS.
But today i am here to share what nostalgic thoughts trouble my pal 'debo'...I wouldnt have come across it,if i didnt ask for her notebook to cover up all that i missed during my absense(as some of you know...i was out of station.probably the 3rd reason for this long gap between this and my last post).
i personaly cant make out exactly What she has to say...so i leave it to you guys.
PS:please spare her grammatical as well as spelling mistakes...i am trying to reproduce exactly what she wrote.
"Life is an open book.But is covered by a thick layer of dust.It is an unsolved mystery that moves along its path with an assumption of being a solved simplicity.thoughopen,one barely cares to remove the dust from it, and read the story it has to tell...even the author loses the purpose of of it somewhere in the pages.of we designate a separate book for each soul,with its own salient features,such as the illustrations,thickness,style,genre,etc,we still come across a similar beging and ending- birth and death.keeping that in mind ...then is life an aparently locked yet open bookthat gets registered as a closed chapter in the history of mankind?Or do the pages of these chapters get lost somewhere due to negligence...only to be replaced by fresh sets of memories.?It makes my thick that God is a lousy organiser...he isnt good at keeping track of his lil library (the world),He is a fine artist,a scholar...Inspite of all these complexities...the great story of life goes on to be writen spontaneously , as new pages find their way into it..and old depart."-----Debasrita Chokroborty (with careful and permitted editon from me ofcourse!)
After reading this so many questions filled up my mind...the first was that-even she compares life to books?(refer to the previous blogs and you'll knwo what makes me surprised.)I asked her if i can make this a part of my blog. I asked her what exactly she wanted to say through this..as i found her writing very unclear and confusing at the same time...HEr answer was-'i dont know'.So let me see if We can find an answer to that.Now one may ask...why do i bother so much?..i say- just for the fun of it!!! (:
Well Do post your comments...i am sorry if i dissapointed you guys in this blog. Can't help it..see you lovely people arround again.
ciyea!
love you!
Sin!!!
