I want to run

Today,

I want to run;

Run as hard as possible;

As fast as I can;

As far as my legs can take me.

I want to run

Away, far away,

Where reality doesn't follow me.

Yes I’m hungry!

I’m starving to death.

I have no energy left.

But still,

I want to run.

I have had enough,

I can’t endure any further.

The screeching pain is deafening.

It’s too loud to be neglected.

And before it eats me up,

I want to run.

The frustration will feed me,

The reality will repel me enough

To lend me the power

To crush the high boundaries

That separate reality and ecstasy.

Today,

I want to run.

-Devavrat Walinjkar

  Sophomore Undergraduate Student,

  Department of Metallurgical and Materials Engineering

Ship and the crew

It is really complicated. My relations with father. I just don't understand those couples who are in love with each other for a few months and they say that their relationship is complicated. They haven't even known each other completely. I know what is complicated.
I am a part of my father. We have a lot in common and I guess that it is the main reason why we can't go along. People say that when 2 people have something in common they have a lot of fun. I know they are wrong.
  It feels very awkward then I come home after many months and in 60 days we don't converse even for 60 minutes. And to my surprise it doesn't even hurt. But still I can't imagine myself without him. That's what I call complicated. He is a lot like me. Well, I am a lot like him. Whenever I want to know what I am, I just think of my father.  We both get irritated easily. We are both short tempered. We both want to force our will. We both have a good sense of humor. We both try to look hard hearted. We both are emotional. We both are more honest than necessary. We both can't say no. We both are intelligent and I guess like him I will also have very unusual turns in my life. 
For a lot of time I thought he only care for me because he has to, because unfortunately I am his son. For a lot of time I was wrong. We never had casual conversation longer than 20 minutes. We both don't understand each other.
It reminds me of a question. It asked what would I say in the last time to my family? My answer was, "I was very similar to them yet I wanted to be so different." It was about my father. I thought that a person who deserves my last words can only be him. I felt so repelled to him that for many instance I hated him. But then I understood struggle in life.
In all movies till now I couldn't understand the so called daddy's love. I couldn't understand 'princess of their fathers' phrase of girls. But I could feel it. It was complicated. I always knew that he had feelings for me. But I doubt myself that if I am similar to him even in this case or not. No, I wasn't. Because he is a father but I am not.

Few days ago it was father's day. In news paper there were article's everywhere about father. I didn't read them with full interest and kept them aside. After this, He came and read it and he began to hum the song- "mera naam karega roshan, mera jag me raj dularaa." I stopped there for a while and that day I understood it. It was very complicated. He taught me many things in life by not teaching me, but by showing me. I know that we never communicated much but we always felt each other. It is complicated.
Now if someone asks me that what have I learned in these nearly 19 years. I would say that a man is like a ship on a sea. A lady is the crew of the ship. A ship must be hard enough to survive all the storms in the sea and soft enough to let the crew lead him. Ship must be fearless, determined for its destination, hard working. Crew must be joy full, free spirit, patient and smart enough to lead ship. A ship can't exist without a crew and a crew is worthless without the ship. And two alike ships without any crew are bound to collide some day. It was the crew of our family who was procrastinating it since a long time. 

He taught me all that, without even uttering a word. It's complicated, very complicated.

- Ashutosh Goyal

I will wait for you forever

You're the one for me.
I've known it from the start,
So what do I do without you? 
Now that we're apart.

You're the one who completes me.
You're the blood in my veins.
You're the churning in my stomach.
You're the core of my pain.

You're my found and lost princess
You're the echo in my head.
You're the empty space,
That lies next to me in bed.

Tears fill my eyes,
When I hear your voice.
Knowing that you're perfect for me.
But feeling I have no choice.

You used to be my sunshine.
You used to be my dream.
But this is a total nightmare.
The clouds are blocking your beam.

I believe you are my destiny.
Because your soul matches mine.
This is why I will always wait for you.
No matter how near or far in time.

Kartik Pal
2nd Year Undergraduate Student
Department of Geology and Geophysics

Awakened

This poem urges the reader to wake up and fight against depression for life has to go on.

Amid the milky clouds, flew them adrift

Hard to ride through, I lost them to space,

The one surrounded by water so viscous

And air so windy, the sight of it visibly ambiguous,

That nurtured a yearning to buy wings desperate

Yet dipped in honey excess, as I fell to the ground

 Through the heights, as I slept by in distress

In unnamed places of visit, the memory so recalls

Where stings brought pain seeping through

And the rain, that gave no smell, no bliss

For flowers with petals flaunt where pitchers lurk

And be it that nature seizes the feeble

But for too long has she orphaned the gentle beast

Who despite strength remains unwilling to rise

And then there was a thud like when drums sing

The newborn looked around, the air soaked in sweat

The aroma of losing steps, that pulled him by his hair

But not a muscle did he let go of, to make it up

And he saw them birds fly by the clouds again

And saw himself into them and the horizon

Of all the bread crumbs that paled into dim contours

Now that speak of the drought that died,

The sleep, after all a sleep, only to be awakened after

-Sebin Mathew

 2nd Year Electrical Engineering

Minds to Mend

This poem is based on the black day, the day the Delhi gang rape took place. Lets just pray the perpetrators suffer for eternity and that our brave-heart's soul rests in peace waiting for justice and revenge. 

It occurred to me the night the moon hidThe scrubs the sane deserved; darkness ridThat while the tenuous hands we held go colderSidelined hearts that still reach out did beat harderAll the hours the streams went dry, the banks thirstyPurging pockets that chatted while emptyFor those minds that let the limbs sinPay no rose, no rent, let the wild lions inAnd soak them in waters of dirtLet be run by the Old Man of Sea,let it hurtAnd like the sunset; console the grace gone leewardThe state of mind drawled ,come no wind onwardClean slates once born, a disgrace in the endIn the night through the lights and  minds to mend

- Sebin Mathew

 2nd Year Electrical Engineering

Opinion

Words are limited?

They have a definite meaning and so they become closed?

Presenting you my opinion on the Power of words:

Diverting a bit,

What makes an image powerful than words?

I will be considering ONLY my opinions on all of the question that I present and I will taking no help from any journal/article/blog as this will make my opinion biased for  there are questions that I solely want to be addressed by me.

We live in a world which is physically three dimensioned and all other things that we see in our general life can be easily placed in this Cartesian world of ours.

The very first thing that I want to be written is, don’t you think picturing a three dimensioned object in an image is going to be really difficult. Please leave all the knowledge/experience of yours aside and try viewing this in some another perspective.

Now, don’t you think it is so wrong to limits one freedom by a dimension? We say and believe in appreciating freedom and we now limit it by a dimension. Sorry for such a paranoiac, all I intend is to stress on my first opinion on this idea.

Back to the question that started the article  …

This mortal world taught me about DNA, the one which is present in almost all living creature. What is it made up of?

Thanks to Google,

DNA comprises of Adenine, Thymine, Guanine and Cytosine which again are made up of several atoms of Carbon, Nitrogen, Phosphorus and Oxygen. :D

But for this matter I will consider ATGC are the only goodly constituents of DNA.

Adding,

Adenine is “C5H5N5 ” (please forgive me  )

And similarly the other TGC of ATGC has a well-defined molecular formula of theirs.

This was to establish that ATGC are another fixed elements that make up our DNA. So small aren’t they?

So limited aren’t they?

So closed aren’t they?

But these structure or compounds(as my Chemistry teacher would like me to call), the limited and small or closed whatever you prefer to call them, makes up the entire 8.7 million living species of the Earth. This is so unimaginable for me and is getting hard to digest, but yes this is a fact.

Let’s take this to an another level 

I am different from my neighbor, reason DNA.
Every other person on this Earth is different and the reason that behind this is arrangement of these ATGC.
It was so simple before I started pondering over them and now I am astonished by thinking about how, the innumerable and unimaginable permutations of these four bases result in such a diverse world ranging from an Amoeba to a Dinosaur.

So are the letters, 26 in number i.e. about 6.5 times the number of bases that build DNA. These letters makes up the words and they then combine in so not finite permutable ways to make Sentences. And yes, these sentences can be as small as an Amoeba or as big as a Dinosaur or as deep as Marina Trench or as light as air. It is now ready to challenge the world with the diverse issues and is so capable and broad to address it. All you need is the right combination of them.

I leave it open for you to decide of the power of words and then somehow try to compare the two(words and image) of incomparable forms of ideas to decide on the superiority of one over another.  

-Shalvin Kumar

1st year Electrical Engineering

मन की उलझन

जाने क्यूँ यूँ पल-पल क्षण-क्षण,

खुद से उलझा करता है मन /

भावों की लहरें हैं उठती ,

पल-पल डूब उतरता है मन /


क्या खोया,क्या पाया अब तक,

किस भाँति बीता यह जीवन /

क्यों ऐसा सोचे तू रे मन ?

शायद व्यर्थ रहा यह जीवन !


मन तू इतना हीन न बन

सब कुछ होते दीन न बन /

क्या है तेरे वश से बाहर

तू यूँ भाग्याधीन न बन /


देख जगत में अंगविहीन

नयन,कर्ण या हस्त से हीन

कुछ तो पैरों से लाचार

तो भी हैं निज कर्म में लीन /


अब तू खुद को देख एक बार,

क्यों ये क्षुब्ध होए तेरा मन ?

संकल्पित बस राह पकड़ ले

सुलझेगी खुद ही उलझन /

- Kumar Keshvendra