A day well spent!

The fourth day of Episode, but it feels like a lifetime. Sleep deprived, hungry,aching body - every member of the team is afflicted with atleast one of these. So it was expected for our enthusiasm and energy levels to come down. But 27th July, 2012 proved to be contrary of what everyone expected. Events of the day - Esprit, Wack-a-thon and Fasong (the fashion show). Huge turn-out in the Esprit showed that the spirit of LODs is not dampened by the hardships in life! LODs proudly presented their promotion strategies for the Tapri at Pratibimb's Wack-a-thon! And Fasong - what an event! The performance by LODs was awe-inspiring. Beautiful, beautiful performance! A picture is worth a thousand words, so...

The third day!

 The air was electric; darkness presided over all. The evening unfolded with a plethora of events, catering to the tastes of every black palate. From the mystical search for the wands to the tantalizing finish at exchange, the hours slipped by like minutes and our war cries remained unabated till the end. Checkered in between were the events of HR forum and Adzap which both saw unbridled zest with boisterous screams to match. The undying spirit of the Lords witnessed in full form throughout the premise.

The colors, the hues the sights and sounds all remain etched in the hearts and minds of every dark soul that was part of this night.

A night to remember, a night not to forget;

The true beauty of black unleashed.

A deadly force to reckon, a supreme power to behold;

The dark storm is here to engulf you,

Destroying all in its wake.

Clouds waiting to shower their wrath,

Lightning ready to strike…

Stand not in the way of the Lords,

Or else face complete doom.

Our echoes will haunt your peaceful minds,

Our thoughts will pierce your shields.

Brace yourselves for total annihilation,

For the dark Lords are truly near…

GAMES PEOPLE PLAY….

A solitary flutter of leaves in the distance, a stray tear that managed to escape, the last golden ray of the sun, as it looked back on the day… and surrendered to the dark. Yesterday was a glum, sticky and humid day on campus. The dark mood is fast encroaching on all alike. One can fight…or let go. To win is to lose….with the darkness within… defeat is the only victory.

A game of pretensions in a make-believe world…. To assume that one was shipwrecked (haven’t we all?) and to be someone else.. Someone we think we know.. a jolting reminder to the games we play. People sparkled with spontaneity and we were buoyed by the unbridled creative spirit that loomed large over the gathering…

We played with something that ought not be played with, a child abused , a life shattered, humanity shamed… but it`s in these animal depths of ours..that we stare into the eyes of the beast within and pray fervently, to a God we hope exists.

“nobody knows, of the evil in the midst”  was the constant refrain of the street play while a child got sodomized and violated by people he trusted, and betrayed by those he called his own. In a mock-suicide … we spilled real blood… and suddenly woke up….from the gloomy trance we had retired in.
the blood abated after a while, but the pain will linger on….

People scrambled  to hunt for the treasure.. one of humanity`s oldest cherished memories.. of looking for and finding..was relived. There were clues and some were misguided. In the end the treasure was found and the one original question.( now what? ) was encountered again….

The dark knights, the lords came roosting back together in the night…in the dark we began to see again. someone sang of love lost.. some looked ahead on the days to come. The Lords retired with a warcry for a promo… a promise to spill more blood…but not ours, not this time.

Woe befalls him.. Who fights with the dark.

Let the darkness reign...

The dark is the source of all being, it is said. The darkness that we see in the space outside and the darkness that we witness with closed eyes. together form a seamless entity giving rise to the Brahma. All that doesn`t exist is real, then…and all that does is illusion..maya.

The Lords of Darkness arose and took stalk yesterday, of all the illusory entities and decided to brace the illusion wholeheartedly, somehow resembling the cosmic conundrum and recreating it , in an episode of this everlasting saga.

We debated with full gusto on the merits of comparison between various games. The games are make-believe, but we argued as if they were real . to put one over the others or all others over this one,to cry foul over the success of one and to sympathize with all others that failed, the debate was fun … and it was funny.

We met all others, the various hues of the spectrum, and fought with an eerie sincerity, while relishing the bonds and spirit that are formed invariably at these happenings.

We sang and fought with the songs amongst us. Men will compete with any and every device they have. the eternal dark propensity for destruction within us. one day we might fight with our peace, which will be ridiculous but oh..so preferred than the wars which ridicule human life.we made mistakes and chose to lose, because for those of us who know, to realize the illusion,is to get out of the matrix.

We assembled in the dark of the night,in all our nocturnal glory,seniors and juniors alike,recognizing the darkness instantly. Made posters and tidbits and scoffed at colours…shared laughter and joy at the poignant pointlessness that is life…and how its only the last bastion of darkness,the dark recesses of our hearts..can make it worth any while.

It is love that makes the world go round.It is love which engulfs in its darkness.IT IS LOVE … WHICH MAKES US THE LORDS.