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The bell rang. I enter the class. The solid silence Is broken by the chirps Of sparrows and The perfume of grass… Never ending smiles Of children, Drizzle upon me (I was an amateur then.. A terrified me..!) I still remember.. The “shy” boy From the last bench, Arose to give me His name. I noted down quickly And went on with the rest.. He was The first in number.. Was a diligent pupil.. One among the best! Another “little” one Gazes at me From the first bench, With an infinite grin-- That brings about A silken glee Inside my crowded head; And in some way He seems endearing.. Makes me chuckle too…!! As I see them all, Buckled tight To their benches, Ready to roll.. For in me “They believed” And probably Saw an aureole..! My heart swells In pride, Everyday.. At the sight of this Serene morning routine.. Which shuns, doubtlessly, My pains of past, Present, and future, away..! Sud...

Assalamu Alaikum my dear reader friends, Here I am, after a long pause, back to infotain you with the buzzing nuances of life... Wish you had been with me on this roller coaster "space-travel" kinda ride that I'm going through right now... Haha.. I would say it's been one hell of a ride... yes, it was exhilarating, thrilling and thoughtful! The joggers' lane at our housing society Presently I'm in Chennai . I live in a society, where lifestyle is booming with speed, valour, friendship, and a serendipity of mixed emotions. I had to go through a very long process of preparation mentally and physically to pull myself into Chennai's sizzling chromosphere!  Well, as usual I take my long evening walks inside our housing society, where I presume I have a lot of space for myself to be "me". I quietly love the experience!! Of peekabooing through the canopies and listening to the endless arpeggios of the Cuckoo.. Additionally, what enhances my s...

Assalamu Alaikum.. Hello my dear friends, I'm sharing with you my take on the book "How to Stop Worrying and Start Living" by Dale Carnegie . It is a brief nostalgia of my adventure with this non-fiction treatise. The title itself speaks of its honesty within its pages. Shortly, the book behaves like a memorandum of its owner's confessions. It contains a multitude of anecdotes, methods and protocols for helping us comprehend and tackle our worries in the best way possible. At the end of every chapter, we are provided with a set of simple questions for self-analysis, which helps us evaluate our own perceptions in handling our daily daymares. It's still funny, when every time I turn its pages to see my handwritten notes on petty problems faced during my college days. It's interesting and reaffirming, that my confidence and happiness has grown with every level of life's challenges. The book has made me become a better human and will continue to be… For in...