Aliens amongst us

Where do the ideas for science fictions and aliens sprout from? We have never ever had a face-time with aliens then how do they just take a shape in our minds one fine day? Maybe these creatures don't just develop out of the blue...Maybe they are right around us all the time, watching us, breathing the same air as us....

 Look carefully at the next grasshopper or any other insect you see. Don't they inspire a mental slide show of starwars, ET and all other aliens that have mesmerized us on the big screens ? :)

I have always proudly claimed to be a complete owl, but a  few days back I miraculously woke up at about 4:30 in the morning and my thirst drew me to the water cooler in my dorm, only to witness a view of the early morning sunlit cooler that looked something like the millions of spaceships that we've repeatedly experienced descending on our movie screens. 

So I am sure I just unearthed the origins of aliens, at least the once we are familiar with, and signing off hoping the next grasshopper sitting on my window sill doesn't turn out to be an alien spy that might lead to my alien abduction for unearthing their truth. shhhhhhhh ... :P

Alien twin 

The spaceship like cooler

Once upon a time...

Whenever I hear this particular phrase "once upon a time...", it automatically gives out a magical and enchanting aura. The story following the phrase might as well be a very realistic and dry one, but some how the magical opening phrase makes it all a fairy tale .....

It's probably due to the connection our brains have been accustomed to since we held in our hands our first copy of a fairy tale. Even a very valuable life lesson, warning or moral, seems less intimidating and more inspiring when its presented through a little story that has the " once upon a time... " feeling about it.

A book by Paulo coehlo I've been recently reading follows the same principle, of sharing the writer's thoughts, experiences and reflections with the reader and thus also imparting beautiful life lessons encased in amazing stories.

CHANGES

CHANGE ..... The word somehow manages to give a cold scary chill down my spine as well as feelings of excitement bubbling out in my heart ....
I never have been able to determine whether to hide in fear from it or walk faster towards it. I guess that is what enthralls us about changes, the concoction of feelings it manages to brew in our hearts.
Just like everyone has referred life to a box of chocolates of varied flavors...so are the results of changes...

Sometimes you thank your lucky stars for a change that occurred, other times you curse every second that lead to a particular unfortunate change.... But at the end everyone converges to the option of accepting the change and moving on, sometimes with pleasure and sometimes with a weak grin and hopeful eyes....

At the end of the day, learn to befriend changes and embrace them and smile your way through life..... and in your mind replace one of its alphabets to view a CHANGE as a CHANCE to do things better than before :)....

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Great Expectations

The one thing all of us waited with bated breath for is finally here... good ol summer holidays. All through exams and the days following it, the only words that decorated all our lips were the ones about the fascinating plans we had for our holidays !!
Like decorating a prize Christmas tree, i carefully laid the footwork of my plans. And finally the holidays are here and are rushing by faster than light and each of my plans kept slipping out into the winds :P

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Well I can't deny the fact I am enjoying every second of the holidays quite well,for one, I am sure I have broken the records of any Greek giants in sleeping these hols.... Now the one thing I have planned is to never plan my holidays ever again !!

Exam Fever

I have always loved spring. The nature brimming with heavenly beauty and turning even a little caterpillar into a poet. But can winter be far behind ? In fact, spring brings a little bit of winter right with it. The age old battle of EXAMS!!

As the month of March sets in , it heralds the beginning of the war. We then get extremely in touch with our books and find the theories and formulas trying to roll up our minds into a fatal death roll. We can see the merciless people from the black and white photographs of our books sneering down at us with a smug expression.

                                                        my reminder notes during my exams

But exams are also the time when we get unusually creative and highly sensitive to good old mother nature ;)
The dried up paint sets, the dusty instruments and old comic books, with crackled brown pages all appear unusually fascinating to us. We even hear a baby spider slipping down its dew strewn web. It's almost as if our world has been served to us in a different bejeweled platter.

Though at the end of the long tiring day, exams fly away as fast as they come, but the days that they stay with us is a big black smudge on lovely spring !!

A Friendly Smile

First day as a freshman... true to the word, everything appears too fresh, too unknown. It's easy to get lost aimlessly in the crowd which moves with a mission. 

Among the thousands of clustered heads, myriad colors and emotions, I spotted one face, as lost as mine, a question mark etched in the eyes and a hopeful smile.

We immediately strike a friendship.Each one of us glad, we don't have to deal with freshman-ship alone. 

Hanging around together, we discover more faces, displaying an array of amazement,confusion and wonder. The two of us immediately start with a "Hey der" that eventually went on to become a new cluster in the campus with a well set mission.... The campus cafe ;P

Lugging Luggage

I spent the night packing and repacking my luggage. phew.... It's an herculean task for me. My vacation has come to an end tonight. I am so  many things, but a globetrotter is not one of them.

The images of the new destination is always the one thing that spurs me on in the journey. All the same the journey part of the vacation still wears me down. I sure didn't have a nomadic ancestor.

So here I am, bags packed, ticket in hand, travelling shoes on. But the dreams of the new place I am heading to is still - under construction !! Dreamaholic at work.