Unaware

The Porsche sped past the people on the road, like a bolt of lightning. It didn't even stop at the signal. It couldn't. The next minute, an oil tanker decided their fate. Sanjay tried to drown his guilt on seeing his dead sister. "Why did I ?", he asked himself repeatedly.

Neha was sent word that the warden wants to see her. When she heard that her parents are no more, she just froze. The warden was rather shocked to see the seven year old not getting hysterical. Neha just walked out of the warden's office, towards her room, feeling more alone than she ever did. She cried profusely all night, with her head muffled in the pillow.

The next day, Neha was called to the warden's office again. This time, to meet a guardian. While she sat in the waiting room, puffy-eyed, she thought of the last time her mother visited her. She walked up and down the hallway, thinking of the warm hug and that peck on her cheek. Tears streamed down her pink cheeks. They refused to stop.

On hearing the loud footsteps, she looked up and on seeing him at a distance, a faint smile appeared on her face. As he walked closer to her, she gained some strength. He sat next to her and took her little hands in his.

Little does she know that she's confronting her parents' murderer. Her uncle, Sanjay.

Hey Whim, I fancy you!

This noon, I was writing an exam after 30 months! Getting back to books is sometimes crazy. But then, it's fun.

As the answer to a question in the exam today, I was expected to write about the effect of new media on globalization. I was already 2 hours into writing the paper, by then I was already bheja-fried... like 'properly'! I was in nooo mood to write something intellectual. So I just decided to write whatever I felt like!

And I wrote this:

"Vinton Cerf, the Father of the Internet will probably be the next demigod or maybe God himself. He abolished the concept of latitudes and longitudes - there's no distance. Now, it's as though Ambala is next to Alaska. Web Content writing is the new-age freelancing. A person in Mangalore is probably writing the content for a website on wild elephant conservation in Africa."

FYI, this is nothing close to what I should 'technically' have written! God bless the examiner! And me.

Later in the evening, Little-Voice-in-the-head said - Maybe you should go home and study for the next exam! I was walking home and just when I reached the MIT grounds, I decided to take a detour. Before the little voice knew, I comfortably seated myself in one of the passenger gondolas of a Giant Wheel! There I was - feeling light - going up in the air - space-shippy!

Random 'I am doing this, for no particular reason' things - I Like! :)