???Why???

Following the death of my close relative, my life took a U turn. There were numerous of questions that popped into my mind. Of them, two I’d like to mention.

1) Why is it that we are unable to ask our loved ones as to why they're crying?

2) Why we keep consoling everyone that everything would be fine besides knowing that we, humans won’t be able to do anything? We cannot challenge nature’s creation and its code of conduct.

I tried to find the answer to these questions.

Ans) Either we are too much concerned because we find ourselves in a self-entangled position or we’re least bothered.

I found myself in the first situation. I concern a lot about my loved ones and my family members. I concern about the way they think. I concern about the concern they have for me. However, still I’m not able to show my concern towards them just because I really don’t know how to react and make others satisfy by my words.

I don’t know how to make my mother believe : Yes, I care for you mom. Don’t you worry.

I know that when I’ll leave this world all I’d regret is not expressing my love for my parents.

If and ever they read this blog after my death; I’d just like to say: I care for you.

what, who, where, whom, how

Composed the following poem randomly. Would love to have comments.

Every other day
i sit dumbstruck
thinking about answers
to my burning questions

What made me like the one i am?
who'll make me like the one i want?
where should i go from now on?
whom should i please?
how will all this happen?

Find the answers
tell me with a wow
no matter how hard it is, I'll try to show
that every bit of me
is still alive
to live in the moment and thrive

My nerves are restless
my heart is pounding
my body tinkles
just to listen the answers to my questions
what, who, where, whom, how...

Please tell me
i want to achieve new heights
in this material world
away from reality
for, every bit of me is left to thrive

When I'll leave this world
men will remember
that there was the one who brought no big revolution
but dared to challenge the materialistic nature
just by knowing
what, who, where, whom, how...

MICROECONOMICS EGGZAM

Something that's fortunate happened to me today. My Microeconomics exam went on well. It doesn't seem like that I pursuing Economics Honours, thought to be the toughest course in Delhi University. Probably I was lucky or the examiner was mad setting an easy paper. Well, everyone considers her to be insanely MAD. Maybe, they all are right and defensive. However, I refuse to comment on her since I normally don't attend her classes. And, even though, if by chance, I'm found in her class, I don't have that much time to observe her. Always I bamboozle her in some way or the other that I've some capabilities left in me after she finds a reason to insult me in front of the STUDIOUS LOT.

AH! Exams

My eggzams are knocking the door but I don't know why I'm not willing to open it.
A surprising paper has been set and I'm blogging. Imagine!!!
These DU papers, I tell you, create a virtual hell that pushes me for a house arrest.