Grilled Retard Says

There's some hidden force you seek, one that drives you, and gives you strength to accomplish wonders you didn't know you had the ability to until you have. And that's when you realise- you carried within yourself that very force all this time while looking for it throughout the journey. Was the journey futile? No, darling, it is not about having the force. It is about the realisation of it. And the journey made you realise. Darling, the journey was realisation. (1/3) What you must fear is losing to the trek you haven't started, and staring at the peak from the bottom because you were too scared to climb. Watching the sun rise and set from a mountain top is an unparalleled beauty. Something the plains cannot offer. Something that is exclusive to the peaks. You don't have to know that you would reach the top. No, it is not necessary. You only have to know that you won't stop. Once you reach the summit, darling, it will be worth the climb. (2/3) Climbi...

[Editorial, Yearbook 2015, Summer Valley School, Dehradun.] It takes Brobdingnagian excogitation to write your last editorial, cognizant of the fact that one needs to drop a line about every flake of reminiscences, moments of elated bliss, tragic and comic episodes, your entire school life in a nutshell. A random tall guy with an undistinguished face amidst the crowd, who was somewhat adept in literary compositions to a man of humility, undecipherable cognition, and hardheaded wit; it has been such an enlivening journey. Class 2, Godawari to 12 Science, life was pain and pedagogy, quakes and edifice, pitch and pick.  One meaning to expressions transfinite, life was woe and win. But eleven years of relapse and resurrection, I've learned, school life is life lived best.  I've grown accustomed to hate coupled with disgust, I've taught myself to give it a cold shoulder and plow on. I may stammer as a verbalizer, a wretched orator but as a writer, I transcend aerospa...

Life is so much better in movies. You swim across the gulf of torment, dashing hopes, shackles, ruptures and wrath. And yet always end up on the happy shores. Indian movies teach us that every life has a story, all it needs is a direction. No one is born a Hero, we become one. Get inspired. Don't just exist, live. Life's a movie in itself and there's an end to it, unlike Winrar's trial period. So spend Greenwich Time like a sandwich. Grasp the inner nature of things intuitively. Romance like Shah Rukh, king size. Dance like Hrithik, just dance! Entertain like Akshay, fun all around. But at the same time, protest like Amitabh Bachchan, like an angry young man, when you see someone being exploited. Raise your voice against social evils like Aamir Khan, after all, height isn’t the only thing that matters. Fight like Salman, nothing held back. (Don't drive like him, though) How about seeking inspiration from Chak De India? (It was my first movie at a cinema theatr...