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A Pathetic Being

After writing several poems for others or inspired by others, I often dwelt on the idea of writing one about myself. Why that poem couldn't take a definite form for a long time perhaps owed to the fact that I had not thought about myself or, more appropriately, I didn't know myself sufficiently enough to write a decent poem about myself. I still doubt that I have complete knowledge of myself as a person, but I am well aware of how I behave in college. Having said that, the following poem can be perceived as an honest description of how I see myself getting by in college. This little piece of information becomes even more significant when you come to know that it was in college that I wrote this poem. So I can say that these are natural thoughts because my surroundings, at the time of writing the poem, weren't made up. They were real and I was writing down whatever I felt being in those surroundings. This, I think, played a vital part in devouring the poem of any artificial...

Portugal’s Journey in UEFA Euro Cup 2016

Portugal’s Journey in UEFA Euro Cup 2016 The Portugal national football team in UEFA Euro Cup 2016 When Portugal was sitting in the bottom half of the group standings after playing two consecutive draws with Iceland and Austria, things weren’t looking exactly hopeful for them. Getting into the round of 16 wasn’t an easy task as their next encounter was with Hungary who was the group topper. Their hopes of reaching the round of 16 depended on the parallel match between Iceland and Austria. Portugal had to win to strengthen their chances of progressing further in the tournament but all they could manage was a grueling 3-3 draw. Iceland defeated Austria 2-1 in the parallel match which left Portugal at the third place in its group with a 64%chance of entering the round of 16. Portugal barely managed to go ahead but given how it had performed in the group stages, with more number of goal attempts than any other team and yet managing a draw every time, not to mentio...

A Face in the Crowd

I wrote this poem almost an year ago to highlight the passive and apathetic nature of us humans towards others. I say this because there are very few people who genuinely feel and take interest in others' problems. Most of us just act like they are interested. The very same situation is accurately portrayed in the bollywood movie Tamasha (2015) directed by Imtiaz Ali. There is a scene in the movie in which  *mild spoiler alert* someone asks the character of Ranbir Kapoor how he is. it's a pretty general question which we ask countless times to people around us every day; but when Ranbir's character begins telling the other person every acute detail of what is going on with his life, this other person gets paranoid and orders Ranbir to go away to which Ranbir's character replies, "Jab jaanana nahi hai to poochte kyon ho?!" (Why do you ask me how I am when you don't actually want to know?!) Another characteristic of people nowadays which can be thought ...

Just Like A Marketplace Commodity

  Just Like A Marketplace Commodity "You still hide your true feelings, don't you?" she asked. "Yes. I have to. It's not like I've got a choice," he replied. "Why? What problems do you have? Why don't you share them with anyone?" "Others have problems of their own." That was not the answer he wanted to give, but something about her didn't let him share his true feelings. "From now on, you can share everything with me," she said. "Okay, if you say so."  He thought he had found someone who would listen to him, take out time for him. Things had seemed really hopeful then. She said it so convincingly; or perhaps it was just the effect girls had on him. Whatever it may have been, eventually, he had learnt the lesson he tended to forget over time. It turned out she didn't have time for him. Her words may have indicated the opposite, but her actions didn't. Replies fro...