Some Thoughts

Am X, mind you , not XYZ. And no, am not an anonymous person with ulterior motives. Am simply X, the twenty fourth alphabet . Few alphabets have enjoyed the relentless pursuit and notoriety associated with something mysterious and unfathomable as I have. My journey begun in the Maths class in general and Algebra in specific. That was one roller-coaster ride. Just about any unknown quantity or value was given to me,including the number of bananas in second standard to the area of the minuscule space, sandwiched between two gigantic triangles in senior school. I was turned and twisted to form temporary associations with frivolous numbers which would ditch me at the last moment to give me a random value, followed by a heartwarming sigh from the students, glad at being able to throw me out of their way to score that perfect ninety plus score. I felt like a patient being taken to the operation theatre and various surgeries ranging from addition to division and differentiation to integration...

January has gone and here comes my favorite, February. Not associated with the year beginning formalities, liberated from all the useless resolutions and giving everyone a chance to love, yet again, February is the new year for me. The ambivalent feeling of entering a new year replete with all the hype and hoopla is slightly unnerving for a gentle soul who likes to take things as slow and and sweet as they can get. Ding! The clock stuck 12 and there you go- bizarre hugs, haywire cheers and half baked wishes. Really how can you call January the beginning of a new year when it begins on such a tawdry note. Like a bureaucrat handling all the official festivities, January solemnly receives all the new year cards and wishes only to give way to February, my sweetheart. Ah! How I love this casual month. The receding chill, the feeling of finally settling into a new year(yet again!) and serenading nature's bounty, February is a sensible friend who never goes overboard. Subtle and unde...