My First Tryst

She is munificent but taciturn to express her feelings.
How I was thinking about her , completely fatuous.
My feeling was always obdurate to recondite.Although
I always tried to look her but it was nearly impossible
for me to make eye contact.She presciently knows whenever
we will meet, there will be a paroxysm.Such a tortuous
fluctuation in life that nobody can ever imagine.Always
thinking , exalting her ineluctable attribute.One day she
came to me and told "Hi Dear". I was thrilled to hear that ,
didn't speak to her anything.Unblinkingly looking at her
face.She offered her beutiful hand to shake with me ,I did
it as if it was happening unconditionally.My body was
getting enervate with her touch ,hearts was beating rapidly.
What a specious confluence of hearts.Both of us felt an
unaccountable maudlin ,that complement our friendship forever.
The cicumstances bind us with a perforce bond. What a facile
meeting......
Earlier there was a chagrin of humiliation in my mind but
all gone evanescent .Since both of us were in intransigent
mood for a conversation.Our metier of interests were different
at that time,working in different field to add
a copious value for the company to remain competitive in
this quotidian world.But thanks to God that we were
autodidact to make this event possible as if God would
have induced us with a juju.
Always there is a paucity if you are a haughty person.

There was a moment of stunned silence and then frenzied
applause, bellowing cheers, as the audience rose en masse
from their seats .Made a banal elocution , successful one.

Oh no..............I am too indolent to write more....
please forgive me........

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Don't Think High,Do Great.

Let us define some features that a human container is having.
It was the first day when I have joined the IIT Kharagpur as
a novice guy as far as college is concern.One girl was wandering
here and there to get attestation on some papers for registration.
I was just beside her standing ,doing necessary formalities.
She seems to be very jovial puerile kid.She came near to me
and said about her problem.I feel,she must be a gregarious
persona and having many of good friends.Although she was
erudite polyglot but preferably talking in HINDI.I was also much
comfortable with that.In one hour we became good friend.
The highest desideratum at that moment was attestion,I told
her to do self-attesttion.Fortunately,we were in same section-5.
Ishq ka parvan chadha aur.................... ,
we were making tryst with destiny.One day she was talking to
me but the glowing face was not as it was.I made several earnest
request to reveal the truth.But she remain silent.In the next
morning we met on the running track and I reiterate the same
issue ,initialy she refused but given consent to tell
the story on next day morning as we were late for morning class.
In next morning she started to tell the dour incongruous
secret of her life.13 Years before she used to be winsome
insouciant kid always throwing some PJ on somebody.Always
talking superfluously making fun with others, ascribed her
a perfect ersatz for fun.Such a adamant girl na.....
That is encumbrance for her parents to live there....hehehe...(lol)
Very insouciant for study but at the same time apposite stoic.
Her parents were in Nanital (North India), a riparian green landscape.
It was cool place salubrious for health,is reflected in her
glowing face ,I feel...His father was impecunious but his business
savvy made him a parvenu.
One day her father was coming home after watching a movie.She
was sleeping on back sit of car.Suddenly two gunman came in
front of her car and started firing till 13 rounds of fire.
She was looking at unblinkingly as if she has died before
him.There was tumultuous crowd surrounding her,trying to give
her solace.She controlled herself but lost her voice ,as
incident given her a deep impact in her mind a kind of
triskaidekaphobia.Since that incident took place
13 years before and it was 13th year after, reminding
that grusome nightmare.
She was weeping in front of me ,I gave her a backslap to remian calm.
Presently one eleemosynary institute belongs to her where
people are enjoying her father's asset but always dilatory
accomodation creates problem among them.
Anyway... I feel she is sedulous enough to edify herself to
come in this institute.Whenever I am looking at her
I lost myself, went to search some solace for her. We are
still friend and... good news is that in near future we
will become friend forever.

Main majakkkkkkkkkk nahin kar raha hoooonnnnnnnnnnnnn.
Purely A live story for KGPian going on .....

If you feel this blog is verbiage ...sorry for that
as it is not colloquial conversation...

My Intimate Friend

I was wandering in a brobdingnagian extant
verdant Jungle.We were also looking for some
comestible fruit.There was trepidation to happen
something miraculous.One whig friend from
America was also with me.It was torrid summer
day in that confined jungle.Both of us were bosom
and the cord of comity binds our relationship .
Though he was tyro as far as jungle meander is
concern but was numismatics.His sobriquet was
Robert so i was always teasing him ...Ohh
Robber.....hehe..hehe,a very genial friend
but avarice as it is normally with American.
Ahhh.....Forget it ......Jungle was spreading
the notion of Antidiluvian civilization.It was
nice meander and were enjoying the walk and talking
some rubbish tittle-tattle.That was the zeitgeist.
We were walking on foot and after spending 3 hours,
wanted to take a rest as we felt weariness by that
time.Though it was full of danger.We had lost the
grip over our consciousness and fall in deep sleep.
When I have opened my eyes there was horizon of
green leaves rubbing themselves in slow breeze.
The look was really spectacular and I was gazing
unblinkingly.Suddenly heard a aberrant raucous fire.
It has taken sec to grok that one bullet was inside
his head.I was thrilled to look at and he died.
I left behind him and inform the concern relative
about this heartbreaking incident.They have taken
him for final funeral.......Lost........
I lost one precious companion forever.Now whenever
i m thinking about this I feel a torpid shock and
listlessness.
Horrible dream na..........

Hey see another prolix blog shortly......

Incipient Illness

There was a poor man.He was getting a few rupees
as an emolument and something extra for midday repast.
He was nescience of that he must get
more.One day he came to know the exiguity of
his emolument.He planned to make a pugnacious
umbrage.He had several badinage with his colleague
each day so that no one can guess his tenebrous
intention. He was preparing for a seriatim thaumaturgy.
He learned plethora of tricks so that body remain
lissom.He got the right spot full of effulgence and
went a capacious large place .Someone was making a
susurrus sound there .Yes that was bivouac where one
person was objurgating to other for their
offense that has marked a dapple on his cheek.He saw
that person and thrown a glower to take revenge.They
also have one music system singing canorous song.He
attacked but reamin thrilled bcz already one of them has
taken position with his revolver.They looked on him
and assuage him to capitulate .That place was chthonic
as it is normally safe for Godfather.
This was the incipient illness of his mind.

The Kobold and The Musician

I saw a kobold that was propitious in the inclement weather .
And i was thrill to see began to gaze on it unblinkingly.
Suddenly a man has died and people started to think that
it was killed by kobold .During the funeral when knell
was being hit.One musician has come then and started
regaling with some mordant trick.He was doing some speechless
cogent conversation with god and all the people
staring at them in agog ,expecting something strange.But
there were a few captious people who pointed ....but musician
has a firm redoubt.Musician indicated about children
not to see these things n child abscond secretly.There were
gamut of handkerchief in his hand in that shiny aestival
season.But i have noticed that musician has a habit of
desultory from one trick to other.One of irascible viewer
became so angry to his acumen.His scion was also beside
there.But musician was having multifarious acting capability
and all people were ebullient enough to see more.

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One thing about my brother is that he is slugabed and told
this story when he was sleeping.Is not it strange.
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