Remorse

A book falling on the foot from a great height would hurt lesser than a pin prick on the foot and the former would be ephemeral in comparison to the latter which would leave a mark. The smallest of things hurt the most. Sometimes we say or do things which are not at all important to us or we think we could joke around about it unaware that to someone it is like a pin prick.

I know its tough to understand why everyone is not like me, why does he not have the same sense of humor or why does he take things to his heart. But then it is vital to realize that he is not like me. He feels and touches things differently from me. He may like what I like, he may do what I do, but he has his own ways and his own happiness factor, for that matter an emotional factor.

He is my friend, I can say anything to him he’d not feel hurt, he knows im kidding. But is he able to take jokes to the same extent as me. Does he have the same emotional feelings I have about things. What If he does not like joking at all. All this is imperative but do we really ask ourselves this when we say something about someone. Are we sane enough to think before we speak. If not we say it and then we regret. We feel remorse for what we said, but spoken words cannot be taken back.
An old man once told me, anger is like an eraser. It erases our capabilities to think. We already don’t think before we speak and if the little sanity of cognizance we have is also erased then we would be bantering rather than speaking. One must think before he speaks, or better still one must not speak if he has nothing good to speak.

I too have been through lot many situations where I experienced remorse and realized it when it was too late. Too late to be forgiven. Its not tough to speak at all, even a 2 year old can speak. Speaking the right thing is what is tough. We should always take a moment to think before we speak.

A Delicate Cohesion

Collect a bunch of ants and put them in an entirely new environment. Immediately they explore and adapt to their different and challenging surroundings and gradually move to their objective of gathering food and returning to their colony by following the pheromone.

Now, gather a bunch of students and put them on one project. Analogous to ants the students should explore and adapt to the various panoramas of each other and eventually visualize a common goal to effectively achieve it as one cohesive group which sadly isn’t true.

Very commonly we are by default considered to be functioning like ants. Instead of being individually judged, a mass of us are judged in a group and each individual in turn is expected to reach out for an equivalent position. Though studying under the same theme, each student has his own bucket of thoughts and packet of actions. When two persons with different buckets are brought together they try to minimize the conflicts in their ideas. Imagine if four or more different buckets were spilled together then instead of creating a new bucket, an excessively useless new mixture of failure would be formed.

One must argue that this is not always true. In a project if all aspects are not explored the project may have some shortcomings. But if all these aspects are brought together at the same time then the project would be a total mess. This is exactly what has been happening with me and my projects. I am made to work with people having various interests and no matter how hard I try to push my interest, the project always ends up being something which is a convergence of the ideas of all the members.



I sit back and think had I worked with people matching my interests I may have been able to reach my ultimate goal and not something much more condensed. In a restricted environment where the administration has its own set of fancy rules trying their level best to suppress and torture each and every student this kind of cohesion is almost impossible. Instead of being given the freedom of innovating and producing quality ideas, our new born ideas are given no heed and are buried even before they get a voice.

I ask why? Why are we not encouraged to produce new results. Why are we made to work on previous results. I don’t want to do what’s already been done. I want new ideas to float all over and maybe create something which I can be proud of. I just hope that this delicate cohesion is no longer continued and maybe someday we will see people following their dreams and not killing them.

The MKFHIA

(Pronounced as Mafia – Dude the K is silent)

A brief description of the most stochastically functioning MKFHIA group I’ve encountered in my life. All members are garrulous and have the most amazing sense of humor I’ve seen. Now let’s see why it is called the MKFHIA.

M (Mota) : As he is rightly called; he’s the guy one can visualize with a machine gun in the hand and a cigarette stuck between the lips. The only thing missing is the mascara on his eyes. The guy knows What to speak when to speak and most importantly how to speak. He has an added ability to flexibly twist his body in a robotic manner when the groove is on. He loves to be on a high and the best part is, he is loved only when he is on a high which mostly he is.

M’s Pastime : ” Kaffia”
M’s Hottest Line : “Don’t mess with my girl”
M’s Good Mood Reaction : “Any crap talk related to ABSOLUT”

K (Kyle) : The eldest member of the MKFHIA. In fact he grew older just a few days ago. Most logical and well reasoned member. The calmest I must say.

K’s Attire : “Icard + Specs”
K’s Normal Mood : “A warm smile”
K’s Best Expression : “Abeee Saaallee”

F (Fatty) : She really does not fit into the word but she surely responds to it. Another dimension of the human physiology can be introduced simply by studying this woman for not more than a day. A sparkling smile does more than justice to her lovely presence. A new look of her hair gives the o la la chill down the spine. She has an amazing ability to ameliorate the sickening pain of college lectures. In fact attending lectures with her is more fun than bunking them.

F’s Color : “Purple”
F’s Coolest Gesture : “Hug/Jaddu ki Jhappi”
F’s Good Mood : “Jump Land OMG”

H (Hottie) : Which he totally is. Cutest cheek to be pulled but are very tough to reach. The guy has mastered the ability to play BE-2 and has successfully scripted it too. Now he has shifted to a more couched life of the Big Bang Theory. One peg and he’s out yet he is the most interesting character in the MKFHIA.

H’s Ride : “WAGON R”
H’s Bodygaurd : “I”
H’s Attire : “Bagged”

I (Pictorially the letter signifies the tallest of em all) : The guy has a sexy attitude. The MKFHIA is incomplete without him, especially on the dance floor. When walking he is in a different level of vision, the top most person. Dude it’s his height I’m talking about. Another BE-2 player and an awesome gangster.

I’s Fav Gesture : “\m/”
I’s Best Word : “BC” (Usually understood by lip reading him)
I’s Attire : “Long”

A (AK/Ink) : Ive never met someone like him before. The drummer aka designer is another extremely calm guy of the gang and though sometimes in his own world, the gang is entirely empty without him. A’s the guy who makes the eyes turn when he enters the area. I’d say he’s the gangster with the designer drumsticks in his hands.

A’s Attire : “Baggy Pants”
A’s Best Expression : “Looking through his specs listening to you attentively and giving a genuine feedback”

Well this is the MKFHIA.