When I saw her......!!!

It was getting late to go to school. Everyone were rushing into the narrow lane. The rikshaw wallahs , the cars and scooters and people who walked on the pavement. It was a cloudy morning and yet so pleasent with the smell of the mud , it filled our senses. We just kept walking as fast as we could.

And suddenly I looked at her walking beside me. She wore a little yellow frock, all fluffy and lacy with intricate design on every layer. She looked at me and smiled. I couldnt take my eyes off her. She wore neatly polished black shoes and white socks with little design perforations all over. She was filled with a strange radiance that caught your eye that wouldn't let you move. Her cheeks were so smooth, one who would lay hands on such cheeks and would love to feel such softness for ever.I just brushed my hand over her cheeks to re-live the gentle touch. I was taken away into a dream land where everything looked so brilliant and magnificient. We could just forget the world and spend the whole day in each others presence.

When suddenly I was awakened from my dreamland when she cried "Mom its getting late, what are you staring at me?"She spoke little sentences huffing anf puffing her way beside me, while I still walked beside her involuntarily.She just walked as fast as the little legs could carry her. I suddenly realized what a piece of beauty I had created and thanked the Almighty for giving me a gift forlife, for which I would always be indebted.

I was just then awaken from my sleep to realise that I was still in bed and it was a bright and lovely morning filled with new thoughts and inspirations for a new day.I recollected my dream and felt so happy all day long.I just prayrd that this dream would come true soon.

Nostalgia

It was a usual morning , before I started my work , I would like to see my inbox , being remembered by some one everyday is a blessing to me .

It was never a personal attachment with BITSians to me, but, it was an attachment to the place , the atmosphere , the feeling of happiness that i always felt in the thoughts of recollecting BITS.

And today Morning , my friend had posted me a site which contained all the blog sites of my batchmates.I couldn't but get mtself away from browsing throug all the blogs and remembering some wonderful times spent at BITS. I got to see some latest snaps of BITS & how much it has changed since I had passed out and about some BITsians who were double my age and how and what they feel now about BITS.

I love the rains , the soft sand , the greenary in march and the chill in the winter. BITs has always been such a beautiful place , so full of it's uniqueness.

BITS has embraced me with its beauty so much that i don't mind making a trip to this dreamland , inspite of its bad summers and chill winters . Every time I speak to a bitsian , it's the nostalgia and the attachment with the place that thrills me till day.