Practical Wisdom

By - Abhudai Pal Things weren’t really fine. The long hour’s talks, midnight confessions, and the future plans woven by both were tormented by the circumstances, circumstances of pseudo practicality which were shadowed by the clouds of disloyalty, trust deficit, and aloofness. Shrey and Shriyasi's relationship was the “Role Model” of the college. These love birds were famous in college and their anniversary cakes read “Best Relationship Ever”. The teachers of the college had to acknowledge their dedication towards each other besides applauding the academic excellence of both. Time flies, you had to acknowledge either willingly or unwillingly. On the farewell ceremony, both were honored with the title, “Perfect Complement” since they were economics students.  If there was an award for “College Couple” they would definitely win. Shrey and Shriyashi's name deserved to be engraved in the “Successful College Couple” records if there existed any. Both had different ambitions for th

By - ABHUDAI PAL SOMETIMES, I win. My win feeds my ego to perform better. SOMETIMES, I lose. My failure generates in me a shudder. SOMETIMES, I feel Relationships are great. I must have one. SOMETIMES, I enjoy my solitude. Feel glad to have none. SOMETIMES, I have amazing ideas. I worked and succeed. SOMETIMES, I Hate my Ideas. I choose not to pay heed. SOMETIMES, I feel thankful for my blessings from GOD. SOMETIMES, In difficulties, I whisper, why me LORD? SOMETIMES, I get appreciations from my writings. SOMETIMES, Out of frustration, I choke many things. SOMETIMES, I enjoy talking to friends for hours. SOMETIMES, I wonder, why are they so sour? SOMETIMES, I pray for the prosperity of every individual. SOMETIMES, I curse the Education system for being so critical. SOMETIMES, Writing helps me to vent my emotions out. SOMETIMES, My Writings contradict me, I feel self clout. SOMETIMES, I love my being punctual. SOMETIMES, I feel sad for my behavior dysfunctional. SOMETIMES, I repent, why