The shimmering lake upfront, tiny drops that drizzled down touching your soul, comforting like a fellow sufferer. Suffering, that never felt so sweet before, compelling you to crave for more because you were living a dream. Dazed, you stared on. Nothing was for real ,yet all was happening to u. The touch and the feel, the smile and the stare it was al thr. eyes danced like never before, you thought it was him, or was it not. would you wake up with a start or would you take a plunge!!
The hills beckoned, leading you to Believe ,reach out and take the hands outstretched, so far away. You knew it was there , yet wasn't yours anymore.The efforts of a lifetime had been there, tedious journeys treading the unknown. You had never truly figured your way through the maze. We had still strolled along. the smile that made you glow, had a tale 2 tell.
The clouds had laid the path. the sun had shyed away.. It was the silent owner of pristine white who lead us thru the dark. they called it, God's very own land. You could breathe in with all those around u, the aroma of the rain, mudstains as your amigos, the roaring sea beckoned us on. You never stopped , you never meant to. Flight is all u would take, speed took pains to keep up the pace. All had stood still just there , just then, unwilling to budge but for the only foe,time. We begged , we wailed ,it took no heed.
Scanned out of the husk with utmost precision , they had gathered us there. Why us? just us? Would we serve a purpose? They thought we could, And so we had gathered there to prove that we would. To our surprise, our greatest finds in the beautiful land of tranquility was far from what we had ventured out to look for.
Those were us, clustered in from the farthest ranges to the nearest shores, raining plainlands to dropless stretches of gnawing sun. Didnt we already know about diversity in our very own land. No, perhaps those were truly the hours of realisation. Hours that barely resembled seconds or a tinier denomination ,if there was any,of the ever Elusive TIME.
All that was real out there, was quaintly uncertain. The human habitat we graduated to(had to literally climb up 5 floors) , from the raw greenery that had given us our first welcome, left us in awe. Too dumbstruck to react , we saw the exquisite company logding of our dreams reduce to a mere petty hotel with bare minimum amenities. This was the trailer of the innumerous shocks that only awaited our arrival. But amidst all the cribbing and complaints that soon followed, we were gifted the pleasure of many a welcome incidents
And there we were, a bunch of techno kids(this still remains or infamous name, the famous one being ILP Participants) basking in the glory of walking into the enormous corporate system of the nation to help put our big brains achieve bigger goals.
The hills beckoned, leading you to Believe ,reach out and take the hands outstretched, so far away. You knew it was there , yet wasn't yours anymore.The efforts of a lifetime had been there, tedious journeys treading the unknown. You had never truly figured your way through the maze. We had still strolled along. the smile that made you glow, had a tale 2 tell.
The clouds had laid the path. the sun had shyed away.. It was the silent owner of pristine white who lead us thru the dark. they called it, God's very own land. You could breathe in with all those around u, the aroma of the rain, mudstains as your amigos, the roaring sea beckoned us on. You never stopped , you never meant to. Flight is all u would take, speed took pains to keep up the pace. All had stood still just there , just then, unwilling to budge but for the only foe,time. We begged , we wailed ,it took no heed.
Scanned out of the husk with utmost precision , they had gathered us there. Why us? just us? Would we serve a purpose? They thought we could, And so we had gathered there to prove that we would. To our surprise, our greatest finds in the beautiful land of tranquility was far from what we had ventured out to look for.
Those were us, clustered in from the farthest ranges to the nearest shores, raining plainlands to dropless stretches of gnawing sun. Didnt we already know about diversity in our very own land. No, perhaps those were truly the hours of realisation. Hours that barely resembled seconds or a tinier denomination ,if there was any,of the ever Elusive TIME.
All that was real out there, was quaintly uncertain. The human habitat we graduated to(had to literally climb up 5 floors) , from the raw greenery that had given us our first welcome, left us in awe. Too dumbstruck to react , we saw the exquisite company logding of our dreams reduce to a mere petty hotel with bare minimum amenities. This was the trailer of the innumerous shocks that only awaited our arrival. But amidst all the cribbing and complaints that soon followed, we were gifted the pleasure of many a welcome incidents
And there we were, a bunch of techno kids(this still remains or infamous name, the famous one being ILP Participants) basking in the glory of walking into the enormous corporate system of the nation to help put our big brains achieve bigger goals.
