User talk:Sajalgpt

it was long time back n yet it seems just like yesterday.. the day i stepped into D.P.S RKP!! the memory in my mind is as vivid as the stars at night.. it was the third day in the month of april, just two years after the approach of millenium(3 april,2002). i was nervous and hesitant and excited and apprehensive all at one go.. i wondered if i could ever call this place my home, for i portrayed a home to be cozy.. where one was surrounded by those who loved them.. there maybe arguments once in a while but they cared for each other at the end of the day..n this place was anything but welcoming.. for 1 it was humungous.. from what i had heard it nurtured almost a ten thousand students.. and the teachers hardly gave a thought to them.. even the principal, i had heard, was mean.. but that was then.. more than four years back.. and now i can say all my apprehensions were unreasoned.. just a few days in the place, which was be a city in itself, i felt i had finally reached home.. it was this place where i met some of the best people in the world.. made my first ever best friends.. and ofcourse a boyfriend.. got my share of screamings and yellings and getting chucked out of the classes.. and at the same time got some really amazing opportunities.. it was also here that i learned how to bunk school and look straight in the eye and lie.. but then it was only here that i learned how to aspire high.. this place, and its only after having it experienced all myself, that i realize is a complete package.. it is filled with memories of innumerable kids.. practices in music basements, recess in OAT, sitting on the stairs of clinic and sometimes the stage.. conducting assemblies and solving fights in HB block.. stealing food from hostel and kicking the football.. you really need to be a dipsite to know what i'm really talking about.. and if u did your schooling from D.P.S RKP you'll not refute when i say that even chona rocks.!!

LET ME.........

let me fly high before to the world i bid my last good-bye

let my dreams come true before to the world my death near is drawn

let all my aorrows vanish before from the world i am banished

let my pains all wry before from the world my tears all dry

let my hopes reach their pinnacle before to the world my words are all dull

let my thoughts find a meaning before from the world my body goes leaning

let my life not go to waste even after the world i leave in a haste

SAJAL GUPTA

it's over
13 september.'06

Nothing lasts for ever.. The blooming flowers, the chirping birds, the morning sun, no, not even the star studded sky.. Even a child's fantasies see a dead end.. And so does a parents love.. Then how could I expect my love to last forever.. So what if it was my first ever experience with this mystery called "love".. I may have seen dreams in broad day-light.. I may have spun endless memories together.. The words v exchanged.. And the love we shared.. Though they now belong to a distant past.. Well hidden in the sands of time.. Every now and then.. When I walk on the well trodden paths.. I recall the journey v unraveled once.. Together hand in hand.. And it is when I’m reminiscing one of those moments I wished had lasted forever that I feel my eyes swell up.. My heart gets heavy and as silently as the time flew away, a tear quietly rolls down the curve of my face..