NOSTALGIA

Summer is the season of Dreams.

As the languid sun-studded afternoon sky shudders to a halt just before morphing into a solemn grey evening, time passes by in lumbering pace and one can not but dream with open eyes. Dreams that linger on the border between reality and illusion. Dreams that gleam in the distance like mirages and lure their unsuspecting victims into believing that even fantasies can be real. Dreams that seem to be the illegitimate offspring of nostalgia, depriving you of your peace of mind at the slightest hint of weakness.

Being too absorbed in the world around, I have often gazed idly at my diligent ceiling fan and walked through corridors of the past on such afternoons. But when we seem to be going through a period of nostalgia, at some point we start to think 'Yesterday was better than Today'.

So it began with this thought striking the head and came along hundreds of images flocking the mind. The happy faces, the fun-filled times spent, the moments that brought with them a positive sign, giving so much to look forward to.

With a smile on my face and seeming too lost in the reverie, I stilled and listened, enraptured, to the sounds of laughter. They were both engrossed in a conversation about how they had been betrayed in love and never managed to find that one right person. (Wonder most conversations begin with this subject matter.) They were just two broken people who tried to find solace in each other.

And so over time the bond had been built. They became good friends and things went on with a pace none could keep a track of. Yes, they were fond of one another and not a single day passed when they did not know each others' whereabouts. They seemed inseparable.

But as it’s rightly said, ‘All good things must come to an end’, the time had taken its toll on this friendship of theirs. May be He had something else in store. From being mere acquaintances to best-est of pals to now well-known strangers, things had drastically changed. They had screwed it all up. Maybe, things could have been way better if they met at a different time.

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(The song What Used To Be by Mind.in.a.box playing in the background)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IrzHk10fQ64&feature=related

What used to be, what used to be

What used to be, what used to be

What used to be, what used to be

Your dark eyes are staring wide

But they are unable to see

There used to be light inside

Now all lost in reverie

There used to be something else

But you already forgot

You used to buy all that sells

And go through with your own plot

Images are flashing by

And your eyes, they stare right through

No matter how hard you try

Look on, is all that you could do

You feel the need to lie down

To take a break from the break

You feel as though you would drown

At the bottom of the lake

You are dreaming of what used to be

And think you have taken the wrong turn

You have to get over your fallacy

And light the fire that made you burn

You are still holding on to the past

But you have to look up at the sky

You know that life is moving too fast

To have regrets before you die

You are dreaming of what used to be

But you have to start with a clean slate

You will snap out of your reverie

And you will know it is not too late

You are dreaming of what used to be

You have to get over your fallacy

You are dreaming of what used to be

You snap out of your reverie

You will

You will

You will

...

Pure reverie may take the form of a 'special' train of thought, leading the daydreamer away from being aware of their immediate surroundings. Only a sudden stimulus will startle the daydreamer out of their reverie and bring them back to the normal self.

The train of thought had finally seemed to have ceased and once out it took no time for me to realize that everything that happened, had happened for a reason. That sometimes people unnoticeably walk into your life, you communicate, you exchange thoughts & you right then realize that they were meant to be there….even though the cupid didn't put much effort, the magical spell is still felt. They teach you a lesson, or help you figure out who you are, your priorities in life & how you see yourself in future.

For me things might have slightly changed, but I'm still the princess of my fairytale. Happy to be in the midst of life's hustle-bustle. Life may not be a 'happily-ever-after' story for all, but its good to live it without having regrets and excuses.

And this just reminds me of one of the most amazing dialogues by Aamir Khan in RDB: "With one leg in the past and one in the future... it's no wonder we're pissing on the present."

So remember, the past is never there when you try to go back. It exists, but only in memory. To pretend otherwise is to invite a mess.

THE END

The beginning of my love for TWILIGHT

It all began in the senior (II) year of college when I heard people around me discussing about this new book with a beautiful cover-page where I saw a pair of pale hands holding a blood-red coloured apple in them. I had no clue as to what it was all about and I didn't bother to ask them either. As it is I was so lost in my own small world.

But one odd day, when I saw a dear friend (supposedly a people’s person who would never miss the fun happening around) stuck to a corner of the classroom, so immersed in the same book, I couldn't stop myself from asking her what the book named TWILIGHT was all about and why was it actually driving people crazy around me.

She gave me a brief introduction to this unusual world of vampires and werewolves, and there was no looking back since then. I arranged for a book immediately and I got so involved that I was unable to keep a track of things around.

I had been so intimidated with every single detail mentioned by Stephenie Meyer that I couldn’t stop bragging about it all the time. I was in love with Edward!!! It felt like someone was finally here who had struck the right chord and the music could not stop me from dancing my way to glory. Not only was the characterization of Edward that made my heart skip a beat, but all the other characters (of course I could relate so well to Bella and the others had been described so amazingly), the minutest details about their expressions, the clothes they wore, the places they resided in, the dialogues, every bit of it made me play the entire movie in front of my eyes a hundred times. And I have to mention, that by the time I completed with the first book of the series, the movie had already been out. So it added on to my own imagination and everything was just so perfect.

The moment I was done with Twilight I had my hands on New Moon (You just can’t get enough of them. The more you read, the more it drags you towards the madness and love for it). It took me no time to complete NM and finish watching the movie simultaneously. The plot was so intriguing but it had broken my heart at first and I’d been in tears throughout the time while reading. Eventually I knew what was coming. There had to be a different end to this.

I made it a point to discuss each and every chapter with my friends who were already done reading the series or were still hooked on to it. It gave me a greater insight into every tiny bit of a sequence and love for knowing more grew with it.

Though, starting with Eclipse had been a little difficult for me at first because there was so much happening around, that I couldn’t manage to continue. At last, I completed Eclipse last month and the feeling couldn’t have been better. Though the secrets about the last two books were already kind of revealed by some stupid impatient friends of mine :P but nevertheless, I have no regrets. Finally nowadays, I’m getting over with Breaking Dawn (reading the last few chapters from Book 3 – Bella’s part) and waiting for Eclipse to release in India officially. Been a high time!!! Can’t wait for the last two movies either. They have to be simply awesome. And obviously, Midnight Sun’s gonna be the next target after I’m done with the book on Bree Tanner.

In the end, I would just like to say that the series had been so addictive that I’m sure everyone would agree with me, that you just can’t keep yourself from it. The strong plots in the entire series have glued the readers to the books. It has made us laugh, cry, smile, get angry and most of all, fall in LOVE.