The testimonies of time

I have an 'unusual' friend.. staying with me at home.. Its not unusual to have 'unusual' friends nowadays though.. Most of my peers flaunt one.. From the very inception of the 'friendly earth' space odyssey in the last century, 'unusual' people, or aliens (as famously known) have taken quite a fancy to our planet.. Aliens gading around our earth in pairs is a pretty common site.. I fondly remember the day when we managed to establish contacts with the first extraterrestrial clan in space.. Our centuries old quest for life in space had finally bore results.. We had achieved what our ancestors had long coveted.. We've come a long way since.. The intermingling of communities was a natural consequence.. Yes, i go to school.. I have to be there each day..From evening to night.. It was called off yesterday, when the mega air generators developed a technical snag.. The enclosed glass building went short of air.. My teacher teaches us a lot of new things.. T...

Hmmm.. So I’ve been on a thinking spree.. On a rather enchanting yet arduous one at that.. It’s like that giant joy ride at the amusement park that amuses you first but as the speed increases to its max, you begin to feel nauseous..!! I guess that's what free time does to you. Your self-proclaimed-introspection by way of your random-to-the-core tut-tuts and self inflicted scrutinies start taking up gigantic concrete forms, much like that of a rotten shady egg, smelling profoundly of squalor, the sudden shattering of which threatens to engulf your senses in a vast sludge of delusional emotions which have this tendency to play havoc-havoc with your normal disposition.. So when this rotten demoniacal egg assumes a size that would put a dinosaur to a complex, it becomes vital to make the egg boil taking care to keep it from rupture, and ensuring at the same time the slime is quietly transformed to a soft disposable mass.. And thence thou embark on thy blogging voyage..:P No, I’m not ...

"What are you trying to do !!?" I exclaimed as I noticed my fellow engineering classmate copying out chemical reactions on a notebook, from a 12th class chemistry book, a coupla days before our sessional exams, My mind in its workshops started exploring possible responses as it took a devoted ride of all our engineering subjects trying to link them with 12th class chemistry. But each connection seemed preposterous and futile.. And then she spoke.. Her words struck me like a jolt from the sky and i could feel my ears ringing with the reply.. "I’m making notes for my younger bro in class 12 who's going to appear for boards soon." i was simply awestruck to say the least. I recalled how i had reacted when my sister called me up for her doubts and queries last day. The instinctive guilt and self reproach flooded in, like a stream of wind on a chilly winter night. expressing my introspective thoughts and my rationale was hence due.. This world moves at a fast pace.....