Can learning be any cooler?

You learned and you forgot ‘cause you were never learning

The sea of desks and benches; crowded hallways and stairs, plus shitty cafeteria food.

And on top of that, the demarcation of students according to their grades. It would especially suck when you are a regular poor grader. A class full of nerds or a class full of dumb-dumbs. Isn’t your school?

Do you think your school could be any cooler than that? Of course they can because they are to begin with.

Now let us imagine a school where one would want to be. Even though, the words cool and school rhymes, they never go well together, not conventionally. But with a little bit imagination, we might come with some ideas, that might just make your school cool, even though they never will be.

For instance, I would want school that would allow the students to demarcate themselves; a school of freewill where the school provides classes on various subjects and the students only attend the ones they are interested in.

The school of freewill, in my opinion, can sharpen the skill of students, not just make them memorize the bullshits which you are never going to see again. You would feel free to say anything to anybody and not feel sorry. You would discover yourself and act accordingly. The lectures wouldn’t be the sleeping tablet.

You wouldn’t be called a donkey or a monkey. Even though you hear, you would make it more funnier. You wouldn’t be learning the book- instead you would be tearing it into twenty pieces and throw it in dustbin. You would be more creative. You would be a well-educated lion not the well-trained one.

Your school could be a better place.

But, Is that possible?

Yes its possible only if you are a day-dreamer!

Life in each Moment!!

“Live in the life of moment!”

Every time it ticks a second, you are losing a moment- the moment that can’t be called back. You are literally slipping away your life. Life is a compiled book of these numerous moments that may or mayn’t have a connection among one another. But its sureshot that each moment comprises The life within it.

See, the moment that lasts not even for a second has a whole lively life; where you born and die simultaneously. Are these precious moments caught or let slip away? Fine, it’s up to you.

Dare  not to live through the same routine and call it a life. Dare to live in fractions of second. Dare to live millions of life in a lifetime. Every second it passes, you lived a life and you gonna  enjoy another.

Dare to be a firm player!

Butterfly!!

           “She made me realize that I wasn’t there.”

For my whole life, I chased a butterfly- tried to catch her but everytime I failed.

She came from distant away, roamed around my petals, sat on them and withered me. I thought, I had the power to make her attract towards me. I was wrong- completely wrong. She came to sit on me because she was in need. However, I was immensely pleased at the very moment. Just her momentary sitting arouse me heavenly feelings. I felt as if I was lost in paradise. That eternal joy- I wanted to pack up in a box and close for millions of days to come. I never wanted it to be ceased. I wished to make the butterfly stuck with me forever. But, it never happened.

After a while, she flew away. I tried to run after her but I realized my arms were not long enough to get her. I hadn’t grown up. I saw her flying away flapping her wings- flap flap. I couldn’t help myself than watching her going.

She went and sat on the next flower. I envied it. I wished to uproot it and break into hundred and hundreds of pieces. But I could do nothing.

Once again, I saw her coming towards me. As previously, she sat on me but this time hurriedly. She wrapped herself with my huge colorful petals. Holy Christ, that was the best feeling ever. I knew, she had been attacked by enemy and had come to be saved. Whatsoever the reason was, I was glad that she chose me. And again, she flew away. Once again, she left me with heavy-heart. I, one more time, missed her mocking signal.

After that, she never returned back. I reckon, her swerving had bid a goodbye, which I couldn’t see. One more time, I lost her. I tried to lose myself to be found by her but it remained as a mere wish. Though I lost myself, she didn’t come to search for me.

I closed my eyes not to get a sight of her but I couldn’t close my heart not to feel about her.  All I saw was a butterfly- she remained only as a butterfly!