Devil is raising inferno

Have you ever had premonitions? Or, have you ever seen a bad dream, so intense, that you woke up screaming in your mind? It is 6:05am of January 01, 2008 here, and I just experienced the same about 10 minutes back.

I cannot call it anything other than a bad omen, especially when it has occurred on the night that marks the beginning of the New Year. Moreover, the fact my intuitions have turned into reality multiple times in past does not help either.

Let me try to describe what I have seen in words. If possible, I will try to draw and attach a picture of the same. Oddly enough, the title of this post is the phrase that came to my mind while having this dream, though I do not remember having heard this phrase ever before.

These were my mental assumptions within the dream:

1. I am on a hillock, and returning from somewhere to my resting place (Now, this may be from mess to my room, though the scenery of the hillock was a bit different).
2. It is evening time (around 5:30pm). Thinking of the very fact turns my attention towards the sky. I see gloomy scenery above.
3. Akhilesh (Meena) comes and informs me that Amit (Agrawal) is looking for Sourabh to thrash him down. I reply, “Look, the devil is raising inferno”. Meghna hears us and runs towards her room, with Ritu following asking what happened. Thinking of it now, this tells me that, the part of sky I was looking at was that above hostels A, E and F (focus between A and E).

The scene that I saw:

Gloomy Ink Blue sky, with an odd shine in this colour, which hints that the colour has penetrated deep in the sky. A little below, I see a dark gray layer of sky that spans between the ink blue sky and the roofs of the hostels; Thin above A block but covering almost entire stretch of space between A, E and F blocks, and extending further deep over scope of vision over volleyball court.

There is a light gray brush stroke to form an odd kind of curve, as is used to show hairs of some Duke in hand drawings. This gray shape covers a small portion of dark gray sky and encloses what appears to be a Dark Blue door, same as what my room has. I turn my attention a little right, over the gap above A, E, and F blocks, and there I see a raising fire, as if someone has flamed a torch. That is the point when Akhilesh comes as mentioned above. Suddenly entire sky turns black, and I feel a strong urge to run for my life. That is where I woke up.

I woke up thinking what bad thing could it mean, and the word that came to my mind is War. And, I fear that we will see it while we are still here.

Edit: Here is a rough drawing of what I saw:

The Choice

It's all about choices: neither is good or bad, but simply a choice. You are not to know the future but to make the choice.

Same was the case with me. It took me a week to decide between IIMI & IIMK, & finally I settled down with IIMI.

I know K has shown tremendous growth in last two years, & it is offering 'Strategy' as a new major, the field of my choice. Still, Indore is the place which gives me the feeling of belonging, not because I'm a local. But, the life over here is the one that I want to live.

For the first time in last ten days, I'm content with my selection in IIM Indore.

It's high time that Atlas shrug; where is John Galt?

Call me selfish, 'coz the person without self can't achieve anything.

Only a person, who can link his self to general good, can change the world.

People who ask for introspection should read this:

I always vote. However, it is always choosing the lesser evil. Why don't I become a politician myslf? 'coz I don't have that strong a leadership quality that it takes. So, I always vote looking at who will harm less.

I don't bribe at the traffic signal. I do follow all the rules, & still end up paying for the chalan fee: Once I was on a new road, & I didn't know it's one way coz there was no sign there. Other time my bike broke down in the middle of the road.

I believe that people who are underpriviledged should be supported. But this support should be in form of money. If you are not able to pay for fees due to poor finances that's understandable, if you can't perform, that's not. No body stops you from following your passion. Today, I had seen news of a labour-man who cleared IAS main. So, I've fact to support my statement. We support that merit should not be curbed due to finances, but not that past dues (of so called suppression) be settled by killing merit.

Finally, I'm not the only one with such feelings, but most of us might be feeling along the same lines. And yes this includes benefeciaries of this quota regime also.

You have right to remain silent. You might have even ignored this post, but you chose not to & now you can't change that.

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I've got what it takes to take what you've got...

Once upon a time...

A man reached a vaidya asking for cure of a skin disease which had affected his family badly. His parents had died because of this disease & his children also inherited this disease from him. Vaidya told him a method to brew a potion which will cure this disease. He also warned that an overdose may result in side effects. He also told the man that first dose of the potion will be brewed for him by Vaidya as only a healthy person shall brew the potion. After the man is cured, he can brew the potion for his children.

Man took the first dose & reached home with the recipe of the potion. Next day he was almost cured, but he needed more of the potion to get completely cured. He reached vaidya's home only to know that vaidya died last night in a tragic accident. Desperately in need of cure for himself & his children, he brewed the potion himself, not relying on anyone else as others might also have some different disease. He took a dose of self brewed potion expecting to get completely cured.

However, since the potion was not brewed by a healthy person, & since it was taken in excess quantity, it showed its side effect, & resulted in a different kind of skin disease. Man, not having any knowledge of disease & cures, continued to take doses of self brewed potions, though careful to brew fresh potion daily. Now, he is desperately taking bigger doses unaware of that a different disease has got him in its grip due to these doses. Also, his children are still waiting for their turn to be cured.

None can help this man as he is not willing to listen to anyone.

May GOD show mercy...

P.S.: If you think that earlier disease was suppression of backward castes & new disease is cast based divide, & the potion is reservation, then - no comments !!!

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Today I've created a blog (this blog, the blog), with a vision that I may need this space in coming days when I hear from IIMs (& thereafter) . 8-)

I'm not going to write my success or failure stories over here, neither any news, though I may opt to dump my views with shreds of philosophy.

I don't have any idols & I don't want anyone to follow me. However, I believe in free will, & hence shall not interfere with your personal decision of reading this blog.

So, all I have to say is - "Welcome Mate!", & hope that these words may never leave my lips - "Et tu Brutus?!!!"