In One MOMENT

To see a mother give birth in a moment, to see the joy on her face in the next. To say “I Do” and to hear it back. When all you want is a hug and there it is, when you know a friend is to stay, when you know someone, anyone is always there. When the sun is bright and the stars still shine high. To be lying along with someone on your back and just staring at the sky, wondering what else extends beyond the Milky Way. To be felt that your loved to know that someone, somewhere really cares. To fall in love all over again. In that One Moment.

In just a moment, when life’s emptiness encompasses you and fills you with all those things that you kept away for so long. In that one moment when you realize that all those hopes and dreams were to not come true, when the sudden rush of the moment explodes in your head and all that you thought and wanted was just the dark side of reality that you live in. When you know that there’d never be another day like yesterday, when life decides to takes that bumpy road again. In that one moment when all seems gloom and all you want is the joy. When Keeping Faith no longer seems possible.

Life gives us all our fair share of ups and downs, but what matters is that one moment; when you want to disappear, to run away.


-Chandni-

The Little Grey Cells' Blog

COFFEE,TAPIOCA AND THE INSOMNIACS
We like coffee. We like tapioca. We like coffioca. It really helps when you're sleepy, when you're tired because to begin with you've to work so hard at hiding it from people and then stealthily eating it in psychology class. Typing this out has tired us so we must get some coffioca!.................
We are back now!And we're not sleepy!
A big cup of coffee and tapioca can make our day!But rascals trying to steal tapioca can break our day!We have said time and again that,"WE DO NOT SHARE!"Please take us seriously.We sometimes{quite often really} offer the tapioca as we buy in bulk to others especially during movies.That is when you go ahead and take SOME.Not the entire packet.SOME{Read two sticks} because we don't love you persay,we LOVE the TAPIOCA!Ergo...BACK OFF!
Now the coffee:WE DONT SHARE COFFEE AT ALL!Not even a sip!But still you take that too.Why must you insist on ripping our world of coffioca apart?Huh huh huh?What have we ever done to you?Huh huh huh?All we do is sit quietly in the shadows of the class drinking coffee and eating tapioca{Ok sometimes not that quietly!}We seek darkness for we dont like the Sun.But that is another tale...which in fact we shall tell!Now!
In the Sun everyone spots our coffioca.They can see us with our treasures!They rob us in broad day light of the only drug that keeps us alive!Also the Sun provides light that hurts the eye!And then we cannot see our coffioca or the bandits{yes they can see it} who try to snatch with cruel hands OUR COFFIOCA!!*Sob Sob Sniff Sniff*
But make no mistake.ONE DAY WE SHALL OVER COME!Coz we are the champions my friends and we'll keep on fighting till the end!MUAHAHAHAHAHA!

Bhanu and Aakanksha{Insufferable Insomniacs}

they are meant to live!

The gd discussion that we had on euthanasia got me thinking about it. It is a double edged sword in the true sense of the word. You bleed either way. In such situations what does one really do? I truely feel for those who have to deal with the responsibility of having to consider such decisions. To think about whether someone they love should go on living. I also know that unless one has been there, one has no right to make any kind of judgement on this...but i do have an opinion. You want the patient, who is very dear to you,to stop suffering. But they are alive because God wishes them so. They are fighting death ( though feebly), because that is what Nature intended.

In this age of choices apparently it's not a choice to blog or not to blog. As for Hamlet, I've read in different places that his fatal flas was indecision or cowardice; but from this speech I think it was the latter. After all the most famous speech in Shakespeare's plays is an ode on 'the end justifies the means.' It's good that I don't kill myself, even if it's because of cowardice. But I think most often life takes more courage, because death has no uncertainty and our basic fear is of uncertainty. I've never been able to believe in after-death. When I die I want to be ground up into fertiliser for a field of wheat or oats. My bro thinks thats disgusting but he'll grow up. But maybe I'll be too toxic and pesticide-ridden to be any good as a fertiliser.

No, I dont think death takes courage. Life is precious and for most of us, things have to have become bad enough for us to countenance the possibility of prolonged pain when we think of suicide. If we went on living, we'd suffer more, more slowly: but there would be something better, or at least different, after that whereas death means becoming fertiliser. I despise martyrs, I despise cowards like Jesus Christ. This is a blog so at least I can pretend I have freedom of speech. There was this weird History Channel show that tried to prove Caesar planned his death to immortalise himself for the ages. I've seldom been so frightened as by that show. It seemed to grand, so terrible that he should have planned it all down to the details! Needless to say I dint believe it because I admire Caesar and in the end believing boils down to wanting. Reason? Selflessness? Creativity? We're different from the animals for one reason and that is our power of believing exactly what we choose to believe. Long live the human race, long live truth.

Amita

change

CHANGE

Imagine life without change
Sounds like music without range.
Life would have just one stage
And perhaps we’d never age.

No change simply means monotonous
With which boring is synonymous.
Change is to many; as constant is to one
No rain? No shine? No seasons in the sun?

Change makes room
For a bud to bloom
Without change, indeed
No tree would evolve from a seed.

For change is growth
And the cause of progress
Without change we’d stagnate
And slowly regress.

In every pretty picture
Drawn by nature
Change is a very
Prominent feature.

The blooms on the tree
The colours of the sky
The gush of the rivers
As they flow by.

In humans though
Change could be perverse
It could surge us ahead
Or stray us to reverse.

So just make sure you change
For the better – not the worse
It’s up to us to let change
Be a blessing,not a curse.

Shraddha

Why I wear the yellow band everyday

This year has seen a great number of “greats” retiring from their respective sports but most went out with some amount of pomp and show.Lance Armstrong left without any fanfare but he did leave behind an empty space in the world of road racing.He won the most gruelling race,The Tour De France a record 7 times.He dominated the sport from 1999 upto his retirement in 2005.He beagan his career as a triathelete and found his niche in cycling.His career took an apparent blow when in 1996 he was diagnosed with testicular cancer that spread to his lungs and brain.He lived upto his name of being a fighter.Lance turned his weakness into his strength and won his battle against cancer.He made his comback into the cycling world in 1999 by winning the Tour De France.There was no looking back for Lance after that!He has been criticised for allegedly using performance enhancing drugs but he has been cleared of all charges.Lance Armstrong will be remembered not only for his exceptional talent,strength and rare athletic physical attributes but also for his “never say die” attitude and his fight against cancer.His LIVESTRONG bands in collaboration with Nike intended to support cancer victims and survivors and to raise awareness about cancer has taken the world by storm.The yellow band is symbolic of the winners jersey in the race.Yellow is symoblic of the sun.His goal to wake up and see the sun everymorning and now the sun has set on the ARMSTRONG ERA yet the glow will never die out.Thas the man I believe in.Thats the kind of person I want to be.And thats why I wear the yellow band everyday.LIVESTRONG!
Aakanksha Devi