Just Kiddin !

Haiku is one of the most important form of traditional Japanese poetry. Haiku is, today, a 17-syllable verse form consisting of three metrical units of 5, 7, and 5 syllables. In japanese, this convention is a must, but in english, which has variation in the length of syllables, this can sometimes be difficult. i m watching, rain out of the window with a book open

Haiku is a complexly simple form of japanese poetry.. It usually contains only 17 syllables.. He watches, she walks away it rains ..it’s sort of short and simple. Tell me if u like it. Read more at.. http://www.hsa-haiku.org/frogpond                      http://tinywords.com

“___ ki khaarish, aur pune ki baarish ka koi bharosa nai h” ..this was taught to me like a sacred gospel in my fachha term. I have been carrying an umbrella since then, even when it is not raining at all. And when it actually rains, i take he dumb thing out only to discover that another spoke has lost the battle which the poor thing keeps on having with the stuff in my bag. And i am left as usual to share someone else’s umbrella, or sit endlessly in the canteen waiting for the rain to stop. That’s actually a nice excuse to snack out with friends. Welcome to the world of Kilroys ! The natural history of a kilroy is simple. Their annual breeding cycle is usually completed in rains. When at first they arrive for their interviews, it is the time for ‘small and isolated showers’ in the city. The parents are usually very happy about the pune weather at first. Later when they finally get a room in the hostel, it’s pouring like hell. Most of those who are sensible enough to read the joining

A very hectic day is coming to an end. The college was busy like hell today. A VIP was visiting, and we were supposed to display our sheep like qualities at their best. The class usually ends at 9:30, but we were supposed to sit inside the lecture hall till they made sure that the guest wont be able to see even a hint of our dirty selves. So we waited till he entered the auditorium, discussing small-pox. We were forced to see the picture of Edward Jenner for half an hour in the beginning of the lecture, which the teacher was asked to prolong by hook or by crook. The same old story about cow pox and the little boy was told again and again. It’s shocking to know that before Jenner, there existed a practice called ‘variolation’ in which the scraping from small pox lesions was applied on the skin of healthy people, quite a number of which later became resistant, though a few died too. Then came the smallpox eradication programme, which not only include vaccines, but even house arrest for

    In a matter of weeks, or may i say days… It feels like a lot of time has passed by. I just returned to the college. Hoping to start my life at the same point where I left it locked in my room. Hoping that it would remain safe like in a bank locker. I think my keys got exchanged somewhere, for what i am going through has only a shadowy resemblance to the memories. The central cadets mess has opened. Much to everyone’s surprise i must add. The trial period has been pretty nice. The tea contained more tea than hot water for a few days. That was until the PMC used to take rounds of the mess. To say precisely  ‘offer valid till stock lasts’. I hope, before the fresher batch comes in we are able to resolve the issue of ‘whether we should keep the vegetable bowls inside the bade-wali-plate or outside it’.                      As usual the new batch has started trickling in, bringing with it a new anticipation and eventfulness in the college. The fresher season is like an annual fes