Resonance

After a few fluky escapades during my growing years, I have become very wary of overindulgent camaraderie which further has debilitated my credence and reverence in this “institution” of “friendship”. The miserable aftermath of a degenerate kinship is ineffably perturbing. “Friendship” doesn’t come with a caveat, else mankind would have to be prudent before being sucked into the broiling inferno. The cradle of this feigned affinity was at a party last year, at the place of one of the pretentious menfolk. The night was youthful, and we were unsuspecting juvenile, naïve, impetuous minds ready to be beguiled because the disciplinarians needed an army, ready to be flung against bigger syndicate. Hours, days and months were invested to inveigle us and suddenly we were the vanguard in crusading against the tyranny. We were also the “controversial” avant-garde but it started “winning”  apathetic backlash from the autarch.

Euphoria and Lucky Ali....

Today while writing the Geomorphology assignment given by Prof M.K.M in the afternoon, I was listening to the songs of Euphoria... Suddenly a strange feeling of nostalgia swept all over me, reminding me of my AG days when we all were so good friends with no cut-throat competition among us, unlike here in ISM, where we all used to think about how to pull his or her legs, irritate him or her to the fullest, and even if the friend got angry how to pacify him or her again and then............start everything all over again....... :P :P Aaaahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!! How much I just miss those days, how I wish I just could go back to those days when I had absolutely no tension at all.... No tension about my future, just let the days pass by as they were passing... The song “O sanam” by Lucky Ali gave a slight, but sweet pain in the unseen bottom of my heart which I think, perhaps, no one will able to able fathom...!!! My first love..!!! “Puppy love” as others might say too... I was just so madly, crazily, blindly in “love” with him... Goshhhhh..!!!!!!!! But now those days are nothing but a walk down the memory lane with everyone spread over different lanes.......................