In search of

So I had some time to spare and wanted to waste it. Yes, you read that right, waste it. I decided to Google the most random things are see what would be in store me. Google to us is a platform for many many many queries of our. We get answers for questions that would have been running in our minds for hours & days together, within seconds. Better still, Google works decently even in super slow internet conditions. Such a winner this Google is. I wasn’t looking for answers though. I typed in words in our beloved search engine, so simply see what it had to say. Here I present to you: In search of nothing.

  1. where does

    Surprisingly, I do not know the answers to any. The first question isn’t even valid, anyway.

  2. who is
    You wouldn’t want to know the answer to the 4th question, believe me.
  3. what is a
    Because fidget spinners are as important as any other elements in the universe.
  4. tell me
    Well played, Google. Very well played.
  5. food is
    One thing that no search engine or force in the world can lie about.
  6. twinkle
    She is clearly more popular than the very first thing we learnt at school
  7. how did
    Asking questions that actually help none is just human, isn’t it.
  8. gravity can
    So there are two kinds of people. Ones who think, and…
  9. gravity cant

Just when I thought I had successfully wasted time, I released that I hadn’t. Any time that results in you leaning something isn’t waste. This silly search activity of mine just made me understand that each one has their own priorities. What seems silly to me, may mean the world to someone else.(Still not sure of the 2nd search query, though 😀 )

Judge none and  you’ll find that awesomeness lies everywhere. 🙂

Till Next Time,

Keep Smiling


An Afternoon In Annex

A little over an hour back, I sat in the air conditioned library of my college because, frankly, I had no where else to be. Or at least that is what I told myself. While I sat there, I began writing randomly and this is what I ended up with.

 Words Observe 

This is not a poem; this is not a note,

It’s a cluster of words that I scribble with no intentions to promote.

Eighteen tables and thirty six chairs,

People sitting and studying in pairs.

Today isn’t one of those eventful days for me,

I am peacefully free like I have always wanted to be.

A pinch of guilt stings for killing time like this,

But hey, I wouldn’t complain, for me, this is bliss.

Silent whispers and petty gestures,

That defines one of the many library textures.

Hair clips and hair bands, straight hair and curly,

Guys with hair that are in no way girly.

I look around the reading room as I jot this down,

I smile at the librarian and all he does is frown.

The AC switches are on but the room temperature suggests otherwise,

There is no one to answer my what’s and why’s.

Maybe I should stop this mindless babbling right here,

I write this as I wave to my peer.

Don’t judge me because I am killing something this precious,

Time has it’s funny ways, sweet and treacherous.

The turning over of pages and zipping of bags,

The librarian’s constant warnings to students to sport their ID tags.

Perhaps it is time for me to make a move; pack up and leave,

Ah all this rhyming makes me feel so naive.


Back I am with my dear buddy, the internet, whom i can’t thank enough for this virtual space.


Have a nice day y’all! 🙂