Feb 5, 2004
Story if Ice, Vanilla and Strawberry

Its a story of three school kids.Ice, a five year old boy with golden hair, falling on the forehead. Vanilla, a living doll with a sweet voice and long hair. Both used to live in the same colony. Strawberry,enters later.
The first day at the Trinity School.Lots of lovely children, all dressed up by their moms. The little classroom was buzzing with their chattering, some were crying, while some were busy finding out what was there for them in that rhymes book. The teacher entered and the children seen held to their seats, all little curious faces staring at this not-so-loving looking lady. Ever since his early days Ice was mad about drawing. He started doodling in his notebook. Vanilla had this habit of being in dreams.Colorful dreams of dolls, chocolates and flowers. She was just out of her dreams and happened to look into that boy's notebook. The notebook was full of all kind of chocolates. She couldnt stop revealing those little white teeths to him.

Vanilla:Hey what is your name?
Ice :Ice, yours is Vanilla right?
Vanilla:How do you know?
Ice :Its written over there, on your notebook.
*smiles*
*shake hands*

Ice always had chocolates in his pocket, poor kids wer caught by the teacher.
That was the start of a beautiful,innocent friendship between these two lovely kids. Two most favorite kids of the school and the best friends ever, Ice and Vanila. They grew up and so did the special bond between them.

----- Now in VIII grade -------
The start of this new session of school drenched with heavy rains. Kids seen around with their umbrellas, rain-suits. The morning prayer now used to be held in central hall instead of the playground, which is no less than a swimming pool now.
Ice just loved getting drenched in the rain and so did Vanilla and they used to do the rain-dance on their way to school pretty often. The first morning of that July was completely drenched in heavy rainfalls. Ice is walking down the street, swinging his water-bottle and surprisingly having an umbrella in his hand. Vanilla nowhere around. Someone calls him from behind, it was Jimmy.
Jimmy : Hey Ice, Wheres Vanilla today??
Ice : She isnt back from Pune yet.
Ice started to pace down the slippery corridor. He was late and the period bell has already struck. He was afraid of being scoulded to miss the prayer.Just around the turn he bumped into someone. He looked up at the girl with drenched hair. I am sorry she said and ran away. He stayed there for a while amused, smiled and started walking towards the left block. The teacher was calling the names of the students for the attendance. Ice!! Yes Ma'm he muttered. "Just in time", the teacher almost growled. He walked in and sat on the last bench besides Jimmy. "Shes very strict, dont do that again" Jimmy whispered. Just when the teacher was through with attendance, she heard "May I come in Ma'm". She looked at her watch and said, "Come in". The girl almost ran to find a seet."Dont do that again" she mumbled. The girl saw Ice sitting there and gave a smile, the boy reciprocated amusingly.She sat on the bech in front of them. In the reccess Ice introduced Strawberry to Jimmy and all his other friends. Everyone was impressed by this beautiful girl.

(It was the only good school in a suburban colony and thats why most kids lived nearby)

Next day was shiny and bright and the birds were all cheerful, chirping loudly. Ice and Vanilla were walking to the school, as usual Ice was busy reading an Archies.He kept telling funny things in it to her.Their giggle was in perfect harmony with the chirping of the birds. Like earlier Ice, Vanilla and Jimmy sat on the third bench, which was besides the window. These three kids are occupying that bench since years. The three were among the top five students of the class but were always punished for talking in the class.In the reccess they all sat in a circle and shared their tiffins. Very soon Strawberry also became a part of their group.Like these three kids, she was also pretty intelligent and lively.All four of them became great friends in no time.Then came the exams, they all used to study together, mostly at Vanilla's place. Vanilla's elder sister used to help them in studies whenever needed. All of them did well in the exams.
Trinity school used to organize its annual function in the holidays. The group of these four kids was always looked up at for performances. Ice was good at Singing, Fine arts and Softball while Vanilla always used to steal the show with her folk dance.These four kids were the most loved ones in the school, be it any festival or sports competition, the class looked up to them.
Ice and Strawberry lived quite close to each other and after the school they normally spent time together in the community park.With time Strawberry's feeling for Ice changed and she began to like him. One day while playing in the park, Strawberry asked Ice, do you think I am someone more than just a friend for you. Ice never expected this to come up.He could only say that I am not sure about it. What was it that made him so unsure of his feelings for Strawberry, he had feelings for Vanilla? After that day both of them were reluctant to break the ice. The coldness prevailed in their relationship. In the next summer vaccations, Vanilla went to Bombay. She had to go in a hurry so cudnt meet anyone before she left. And she never came back. All Ice could knew about her was that she has shifted to Bombay. He had no way to contact her.

contd...

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Jan 12, 2004
Dreams of my Heart


written back in 2001 in memories of ppl died in Gujrat quake

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Dec 11, 2003
Chocolate cake

Each little piece of it reminds me how much she cares about me,loves me. I can smell the fragrance of her sweet love in every bite. Every bite tastes unique just as all the different roles she plays in my life. It goes on and on ...each piece dissolving more sweetness in my mouth, my life....I have the last piece left in my hand..how I wish I could keep this piece with me throughout my life to make it sweeter than ever. I never felt so sad departing from anyone ... I let go her hands off mine....I just finished eating the last piece... its such an odd feeling .... I feel so loved and at the same time feel so sad that when will I see her now... a feeling I never had before!!

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Nov 25, 2003
Ithaka

As you set out for Ithaka
hope the journey is a long one,
full of adventure, full of discovery.
Laistrygonians and Cyclops,
angry Poseidon - don't be afraid of them:
you'll never find things like that on your way
as long as you keep your thoughts raised high,
as long as a rare excitement
stirs your spirit and body.
Laistrygonians and Cyclops,
wild Poseidon - you won't encounter them
unless you bring them along inside your soul,
unless your soul sets them up in front of you.

Hope the voyage is a long one,
may there be many a summer morning when,
with pleasure, what joy,
you come into harbours seen for the first time;
may you stop at Phonecian trading stations
to buy fine things,
mother of pearl and coral, amber and ebony,
sensual perfume of every kind-
as many sensual perfumes as you can;
and may you visit many Egyptian cities
to gather stores of knowledge from their scholars.

Keep Ithaka always in your mind.
Arriving here is what you are destined for.
But do not hurry the journey at all.
Better if it lasts for years,
so you are old by the time you reach the island,
wealthy with all you have gained on the way,
not expecting Ithaka to make you rich.

Ithaka gave you the marvellous journey,
without her you would not have set out.
She has nothing left to give you now.

And if you find her poor, Ithaka won't have fooled you.
Wise as you will have become, so full of experience,
you will have understood by then what these Ithakas mean.

First question I attempted in my scrapped CAT exam

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Nov 18, 2003
My girlfriend is suffering from cancer.

I was talking to her suddenly she fainted. I ran and brought some water and sprinkled over her and she got up. She was in a terrible shape. She kept fainting every fifteen minutes or so. I was so scared ,though I am not a doctor I tried to give her some medicines which barely worked. She started fainting every minute or so now. I now brought my tools and started operating her only to find that a her left lung was not working. I changed her lung with my neighbor's girlfriend but she still wasnt able to get up. She probably went into a coma. After some ten hours I again tried to use my surgical skills played around with the lungs and stuff and suddenly an idea struck me I took out and replaced some veins and there she was talking to me .... barely a few moments passed and she went back to coma again ... there were some important things about my term paper she remebered so I took out her brain and implanted it in my neihgbor's girlfriend's head and was able to trace that info. Now I am really busy and have given up on my medical skills... so after my exam I plan to call a doctor to see my girlfriend.She is still in coma. I dont feel like getting into my room where she is resting. And its because of this I was not able to update my blog all these days. Pals please pray for my girlfriend.
( Hope u had fun reading it ... my girlfriend= my computer, lung=RAM, brain=harddisk, veins=jumpers )
My comp is all messed up :((


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Nov 14, 2003
Don't Go!!!

She was looking scared. Actually wore a complicated expression. I could see the tears in her little eyes. She wasnt ready to belive it. She was trying to hear something in that slience full of cacophony. She could see her friends calling from the distance. She closed her eyes,"travelled down meadows of the past to recollect every bit of that sweet soft voice she could, all the little moments of happiness she shared with that little one,it was all rushing past her eyes like a movie reel.....!! everything is black now". She opened her eyes and started to move back. Barely she went a couple of yards and she turned back. She gave him one final look, her mind realized that this is inevitable but, somewhere in a corner of her heart the hopes were still alive ...I could see it all through her eyes. She kept walking on and on ...... dint turned back.
This was the sad story of a squirrel who lost her child because a cat pounced on him just outside our lab in the afternoon.

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Nov 4, 2003
Dream of a Doll

Dream of a doll
a day on a lonely island
with her best friend
holding his hand

for hours they talk
as they go for a walk
along the serene blue waters
dreams come true for this doll

the evening full of placid showers
an umbrella and some flowers
a slice of pizza and a cup of tea
doll finds all her happiness along the calm sea

like the moon at half dusk
the doll is glowing at her luck
she wants to hold the time
and sing all the time
" He's mine "


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Oct 30, 2003
Its for my best pal :-p ...


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Oct 29, 2003
Sweet Child of Mumma


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Oct 28, 2003
Dollops of Love

Written for

Like that speck of cloud in the blue sky
you came with those dollops of love
Cuddled in wraps of chocolate
diabetically sweet, dollops of love
Loved me in your own special way ..a bit shy

Feelings of my heart blossom as you move
showering sensuously sweet dollops of love
Lavenders of my heart
fragrant, with your dollops of love
I am nothing without you...my love

Whenever these eyes felt wet,
with me, were those dollops pf love
Drops of dew on the rose petals
can never be as soft as those dollops pf love
With your warm embrace I have nothing more to get

Light of my eyes, Sound of my voice
Rhythm of my breath, Meaning of my life
Princess of my heart
never devoid me of those dollops of love


by Pranshu

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