From "SAC" to ...

A Solitary path leading to Realisation!!

Wow, Simply wow!

I was Cycle-less..
My friend said "Bye" to me while parking her cycle, ('cause she had to go in there to WORK) when we heard the Chowki scream "Arey, Cycle wahaan pe lagaao". Chowki.. what a fancy name.. BITSIANs sure have a funny naming system that's applied to each and every thing "living" and "non-living" in the premises of this campus!
BITS Chowkis really DO their jobs really well and It would really be a pity to see BITS, Pilani deviod of cycles!


I was Cycle-less..
It was around 6:30 pm when we exchanged "Byes" and these eyes started following the road from "SAC" to ...
Oh.. Anita mam?! Wow, Seeing her after a long time.. Doesnt it feel good to see your biology school teacher after a long time? She saw these eyes and said "Hi Shruti.. Kaisi ho? Kab aayi pilani? School ke baad toh tumhe dekha hi nahi".. She actually thought that I study somewhere else away from pilani.. then we talked about 2004 batchmates doing Physics honours and the current vidyapeeth's 12th class batch.
Ex-Teachers make you nostalgic and all the vidyapeethian school days dance before your eyes.. BUT Ex-teachers are really sweet after 12th class and its fun speaking to them after 2 long BITSIAN years!


I was Cycle-less..
"Bye Mam".. And these eyes saw dusk dawning on the Paschim marg where a few BITS students were jogging. Oh! So, this is road makes a part of their jogging track..
Wow.. these trees.. so pretty! hey we have gulmohars in here! (How come these eyes didnt notice them before?!)
A Tree, a house.. another tree, another house.. so many trees, so many houses!
Oh.. So, BITS students are health concious and BITS has hell lot of trees including Gulmohars! Since BITS has hell lot of trees, so it has hell lot of houses also (A Tree, a house.. another tree, another house.. so many trees, so many houses!)


I Was Cycle-less..
Hey, wow, this kid is looking so sweet.. A lil girl emerged out from the bushes covering the view of her house. These eyes kept on looking at her till she crossed the road and saw a few more Students jogging. Hmmnn.. It was getting a bit darker and the lamp-post there (near the "Paschim Marg" Sign board) did a good job of lighting the turning.
The eyes kept looking at the houses on the right side of the street wondering how the people living in them are so different : Maintain their house in a diferent way though each house has been constructed with the same architectural design. These eyes turnrd to the left only when people were seated outside their homes chatting or simply enjoying the dusk.
Hmmnnn.. These eyes tend to see only the right side of the street even though they are capable of turning 180 degrees to see the other side! Hmn.. Wow, isnt that a bit like the conditioning of mind wherein it sticks only to see in one direction, reluctant to see (forget accepting) in any other direction?


I Was Cycle-less..
Still looking at these houses, pondering about various things was really awesome. One of the house had Lampshades of various patterns and sizes, giving ambience to the nearby surroundings. It was very Pretty to see the constant shadows of the lampshades being disturbed by the shadows of the trees covering the front of the house. Everything was so Perfect that day.
It was A Walk of Rememberance.. It is A Walk to Remember

Its so strange to realise that we are always surrounded by beauty yet we fail to acknowledge it.. Inspiration, Motiation.... all lie well within the range of our sight, taste, touch, smell, and hearing yet we get so self consumed in the world created by us, that we simply shrug off our shoulders when the beauty comes and sits on our shoulders. Everything is Perfect.. Everything is Beautiful!

--Shruti
11th Oct 2006 (Date of Drafting; Publishing it today)