Contemporary..

'One more night...' by Phil Collins..I have been repeatedly hearing this song since yesterday. One peculiar nature about me is that whenever I find something interesting, I get obsessed with it till I get fed up.

Life is cool and smooth. Sometimes, smaller things aim to rattle its smooth flow but the way the inner instincts handle it to prevent any further untoward moments, is overwhelming and awe-inspiring. Life seldom seems to fall into the ditch of uncertainty and ambiguity. One emerges victorious who comes out unharmed, untouched by those traumatising seconds, painful enough to pinch the inner core of hearts. I sometimes burst into inner smiles for having faced tougher moments but emerging out with feather in my cap, forgetting the past, burying them in the dead for the reason- I need to move ahead.

There is a week left for the classes to resume. A new semester, a new beginning, vitality and ambition. I was never ever in my life addicted to studies and classes like now. Kudos to the British system of education unlike our age-old syllabus characterised by theories and monotonous systems. Hats off to those who designed the education system.

'Expect the unexpected but be prepared for the worst'. This phrase has dug deep down into my psyche. The world would indeed be a better place to live in if there were no worst case sceneries. But, happiness and satisfactions cannot be defined in absence of their contrasting forces. I am expecting more feathers in my caps but I have to contend myself against those occasional aggravated moods and lead me into the rays of hope and admiration, zeal and enthusiasm, optimism and sanguinity.