Saturday, May 2, 2009

2008-2009 => Celebrating One Year in JNU......

“Whenever I will lay my body to rest, I should be buried
in the nearest University ‘frontyard’ where students debate,
creativity thrives, poetry germinates, movements originate,
research dominates, scholarships rule and beauty blossoms.

Despite the fact of my being a proud Hindu, I should be
buried because I want myself to remain in the
fragrance of Tulips of the Botanical Gardens of the University
where couples dance in company with each other, where dreams
nurture their souls, youth exercises, wisdom meditates,
literature is worshiped, ideals are idolized and legends are immortalized
in statues…!!!

I want to be remembered for my love for the University
rather than my writing influenced by kiss of the lips of my
sweetheart.

Let the landscape of University be my hill-station of
honeymoon after my death…Let everyone praying for peace
walk on my tomb ... let everyone realizing value of love cry
with me… let everyone trying to devote itself to nation
contemplate with me…let everyone forgetting similarity
between duty and beauty argue with me …Let me live for each
second forever even if I will be no more!!!

Some one after my death may say that "I was rascal of first class, loafer of second class,
academician of third class" but this university inspired me to say that I want to be super class human being by having my bone marrows decomposed in organic soil
of tranquil garden of knowledge.

Come share with me your dreams, your agony and your
joy. Because your every past will be having future in my novels.

You will be having every answer to your every question in my
books I will write. I am not the angel to rescue but I am
definitely a mortal compass to guide you to walk towards path
leading to light house of excellence.

Please, stay with me. Don`t go away. Allow me to write
something to transform someone`s life because I believe, my
pen is certainly mightier than the sword by all definitions
except the potential to shed the blood.

I have no regrets except one:
Burn me, not my writing! Hate me, not my poems!
Kill me, not my thoughts! Jail me, not my attitude!

I will be atomic, I will be electronic and I will be neutron,
proton, and quark in this great laboratory of University!!!

Salam-Namaste!!!”