Reflections of a restless eccentric

When it comes to friends,life has been wonderful to me.I only have a handful of them,but each one is a shimmering treasure.Even if you scoured the earth from end to end,you wouldn't find a bunch of people as amazing as these.This is for one such friend--someone whose thoughts are out of this world.Someone who inspires me in every conversation we have:) I first met her when we were in our first year of Pre-University.Although we shared classes only two hours a day and at that for a period of six months,I still knew that this was a friendship that would last a lifetime.And I was right. It's been six years and time has only made our friendship better.We don't talk everyday.Life gets in the way and mostly,it gets around a month or two before we talk.There's something called mutualistic symbiosis(if my biology memory serves me right:P)--wherein both the organisms are dependent on each other and benefit from the association.We're like that--each time I talk to

On September 23rd 2016,there was a girl who was lost.Who thought there was no purpose to her life.Her present was troubled and confused.Her future looked bleak and uncertain. It was a Friday afternoon.One of the most depressing in her life.Everywhere she looked, all she could see was problems.There was nothing to look forward to.She sat at her window as always.With her poor tortured laptop for company.The afternoon turned into evening and she still didn't have answers to any of her questions. She missed her diary.Why didn't I bring it here! she cursed for the millionth time.And then,the first inkling of an idea crept into her mind. What if I start a blog?A place where I can write anything and everything I want to. What if someone reads it?You're thinking of putting it up on the net for God's sake. True.I can't bear the thought of it.It's vulnerability to a whole other level.I would be giving my readers the power to see into my soul.The deepe

A Vtable is like an apple in the mirror.No matter how appealing it looks,you can't eat it You just can't trust programmers to free their pointers. Talking face to face with people about a book is social.Putting a face and a book together is not.In fact,in many ways it's anti-social. More to come.Watch this space if you like what you're reading!

There are many kinds of people we come across in life.Some brilliant,some witty,some serious.As time passes,they become but a nebulous memory in our minds.Yet,there are a few people who survive the onslaught of time.The unforgettable ones.People whose antics are so firmly embedded in our minds that the mere mention of their name makes us smile. She's one of them. When I first met her,I never thought I'd end up being this good a friend of hers.But even then,she was always the cause of laughter.I remember various incidents from the past year that still make me double up with laughter--the hilarious sticky notes to herself all over her room,the door to her room proclaiming that a crazy girl who talked nonsense lived within,the inverted curtains in her room through which she painstakingly made loops to put the curtain-rod through,asking some poor lecturer if he was Yashwant Kanetkar,complimenting another professor for his good coding skills--the list is endless! I&

I don't know if you'll read this.Maybe you will someday:) I feel so miserable about doing this to you.It'll be your engagement day in half an hour.You guys always joked around saying I'd be too busy to attend your weddings and engagements--but it was just that.A joke.I've always imagined being there.Especially for yours:) Even when I told you I wouldn't come,I hoped I would.I took in all your anger and fury and disappointment imagining how happy you'd be when I actually turned up.Deep down,I believed things would sort themselves out.But somehow they haven't.And it's just sunk in that I'd be missing such an important event in your life.Even a two-year old would have more sense than I do. I sit here wondering what in hell I'm doing with a stupid laptop when I should be with you instead.You're as good as a sister to me! And to think you'll be moving in three months:( Work! I should probably just chuck all that out the window for