Walk...: A walk with Time

Walk...: A walk with Time: A Walk ... "The miles traveled in our life can be extracted in the small distance of our foot" The festivity mood came in...

A walk with Time

A Walk...

"The miles traveled in our life can be extracted in the small distance of our foot"

The festivity mood came into being in the form of smokes and angst in the face of ankle-biter in the arenose road. It all started with the good news displayed in the hostel news board. My director Rev.Father's creativity was so inspiring that everyone in the hostel would have a gaze at it without exception. On that fine day the good news was the chance that we got to explore the city; a night before the diwali. Isn't it great for this awkward age people to roam in the night? 

In order to break the ice,we filled our supper less night with some starters in nearby chuck wagons.

During that split second i realized a simple fact that the enslavement of technology in every ones life.

Everyone defines technology or the advancement in their own phrases and words. I don't want to pain my neck in this juncture. Rather i was stick on to my mobile considering myself having many irons in the fire.The intuition that struck my brain was that we are not grown enough to train thyself in respecting our fellow human being seated before us. Instead we camouflage our-self for our invention. Crazy people !!! 

The best part of all is that we tend to forget those serious occasion in the company of closed ones wittiness. The good thing which happened here was the ATM PIN number was consigned to oblivion. Hey you my pal, I still bear in mind the reactions which you brought to light that emancipate my worries in my life.                    

         

Later our tour extended with no plans in head. 

After a short outpost, we opened our enduring flashback of our early days. Every one had a best mind's eye from their childhood. The three winks were the mixture of butterflies and seventh heaven for us. We initiate with our tender age tales of diwali in our home-ground. In next few blink a song from the latest movie hits our intellect. Hope its been the favorite number for most of us; Yes... its 'Selfie Pulla'. It allowed us to wipe off the map which we are travelling on. A picture of an adored one is a simple tool of connecting wires of camera-eye in our brain. It is why we often refresh our memory with the good things when we are turning up our albums. It all had begin to place a better place in our subconscious mind. Photos on the streets; Photos on the walls; Photos for the background lights; Photos for the cover pics and profile pics; Wow !!!  Enriching point in time :) 

"Every journey has its own way of ending and still time is the king for it"             

Finally its time to reach our usual borderline; its our Loyola chapel - the most fascinating and zippy place in this heavenly body who knows my euphoria and blues of my life in last four years. Before getting into the artificial bed we all wished to sprawl on our mother earth. The sweetness of the ground touched my skin and gave its effect. While we are ticking off the stars one of my friend splattered a thought which envisage on beauty of time in this earth. "At many twinkling point, places and situations are same in our life but we allow the time to determine its nature and values". 

Why is it like that ???

We ended our vagabondage with the intercession of Mother Mary. 

These are the things that made my thoughts to relive it in my life on diwali night.

Special love and kisses to Sebastian,George Clint,Paul who made the course indelible.

Express Love,

Jeremiah