The Unforgettable Desire

What was the first thought that struck your mind when you read the heading of this article? Did you think that this crazy girl is again with some story of her Vellore stay or some side effects story of her medicines? If you thought so then I’m really sorry to say that this has got no link with all those Vellore stuffs of mine. Really, it is about something that would not have come to your mind at all. So don't worry nothing emotional about me.  Cedric Diggory seemed handsome enough for an 11 year old girl to have a crush on him; it’s a different thing that she barely knew what a ‘CRUSH’ is then. And obviously for such a handsome guy’s death she had to be sad. Oh yeah! This girl who was sad at Cedric’s death was me of course but I can bet that there were a million girls like me. I remember saying my brother,” Why Cedric? Voldu is bad.” But then I could not do anything, could I? So I accepted, Cedric is not going to come back. And I mean it, I was as sad as if I were Cho.

It’s been almost  3 years  or more that I woke up at 5 in the morning on my own to get ready for school. There were reasons why I did so- I wanted to avoid an early morning fight with my brother. But now having my brother away from here, I find no reason to wake up early. And what I used to hear- waking up early in morning is just like a punishment-seems true to me these days. It was a fine morning when I got up listening to my mom’s scolding last Tuesday i.e. 22 November, 2011. As soon as I opened my eyes I reached for my mobile to see the time and I realized that I am already late. School bus would be arriving in less than 20 minutes. Without any further thoughts I get out of my bed and started getting ready for school. While getting ready I felt something unusual- a slight pain in my chest. But thinking it to be acidity I ignored the pain and rushed for the bus stop after having my bournvita. Luckily I found a seat that day and did not have to stand the whole time. But then

People who do not know what a chemo port is may Google it to get more details. As far as I know it’s a device that is put under the skin of a patient’s body by a minor surgery which is connected to the central vein and is generally used for long term treatment like chemotherapy.  Ten days after I was diagnosed with Pre B Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia (ALL), on 31st May 2008, my treating doctor at Christian Medical College Hospital, Vellore recommended a chemo port to be inserted into my body to facilitate long term intra venous medication. Accordingly I was made to undergo a minor operation on 10th June 2008 to insert the device into my body which stayed with me for more than three years till my treatment got over. As I was being taken to the OT (Operation Theatre) for my first ever operation to insert the chemo port I was thrilled beyond anybody’s expectations. Everybody in the hospital including the doctors and nurses were amazed at my courage. After all it is not very common

No matter how hot the days are in summer but the mornings are as refreshing as in any other season. The cool breeze, the rising sun, the sweet smell of the blossoming flowers, the chirruping of birds, white cranes on the green field searching for food and everything about the morning invites you in. This summer I decided to go for a morning walk every day with my parents just to have some physical activity as it’s been a long time that I had any physical activity. Though it was completely my own decision without any pressure from anyone but still I was worried about it. My biggest dilemma was to wake up early in the morning as I am the girl who would not wake up before 10, provided vacations are going on. It’s been almost 20 days or more that I started walking but still I face a lot of problems to wake up at 5 a.m. But once I’m out of my room or rather I would say home, morning refreshes me to a great extent. These walk which I undertake everyday reminds me to cherish my

It was composed by me on 10 Feb '09...i knw it isnt too great...bt stl its original...nd m not a poet...nd i knw thr may b a lot of mistakes too...so dont compre me 2 ne poet...plz... Zindagi hoti hai itni khass Phir sab ko isse shikayat kyun hai..? Jo nahi hai apne paas Bas usi se mohabbat kyun hai..? Zindagi deti hai kitne naye aas Phir log ise khone ki chahat kyun karte hai..? Jo yeh bulae har kisi ko apne paas Sab isse dur jaana kyun chahte hai..? Zindagi ne diya sabhi ko pyaar Phir sabko isse nafrat kyun hai..? Jo koi banta hai apne liye khas Bas usiko khone ka ye darr kyun hai...? Zindagi jo khole apne saare raaz Phir iske faisle par ye naraajgi kyun hai..? Jo hoti iski tez raftaar Sab sochte zindagi aisi kyun hai..? Zindagi jab de sabko khushiyaan Phir ise lautane ka tarika sabka galat kyun hai...? Jab zindagi na maane kisi se haar Sabko ek hi haar ka itna ghum kyun hai..? Zindagi agar kabhi puri kar na paye bas ek khw