Math Joke

Destiny

What god has in store for me I don’t know. That he has something planned out for everyone is what I believe. My father was reading the palm of my hand and according to him, it has too many lines. As I now see it more carefully, it really does, tens of them cris-crossing my palm in every direction. He said that it means that the person is confused, not particularly about one subject but in general, in his outlook. He asked me at that time whether it was so, whether confusion was a part of my thinking. I kept quite at that time, maybe I shrugged. But I know his prediction was spot on. A few weeks ago, my cousin visited me. He is pursuing his MBA from Symbiosis. He met a IIM guy one time who asked him about his decision to join Symbiosis and not give IIM a crack once again. My brother told him that his desires of a larger pay packet would be met even with Symbiosis, and in keeping with this view, he had joined it. The IIM guy smiled wistfully and told him that he was sorry that my cousin had stopped thinking big. This was supposed to be just a little anecdote. But come to think of it, the one thing I have not lost in life as yet is to dream big. I still do that. How big I dream, I would never let anyone in on that, else I fear I would become the butt of many a joke. But will any of my dreams ever come true. I’m working towards making some of them a reality. Others I have left to destiny. Destiny. That is what I believe god has designed for everyone. What is in mine I have to just wait and watch.

The world through my eyes 

College My Utopia

As the seasons change
Spring takes over from fall
I look ahead to the future
With a sense of pall

As the ones near depart
The joy fades away
The memories of being together
And having fun hold sway

The time has been unkind
Why does it have to happen
The ties we made are snapped
Shows the face of gloom misshapen

What has life in store for us
Nobody knows for sure
But the years of college like heaven
Were an addiction without cure.

Tears stream down my face
As i return to the empty house
Filled with memories of yesteryears
In feelings of sadness i douse