Life...Tadaaaa! Surpriiiize :)

Its Sukoon-07. The cultural fest of the University of Hyderabad.

Shrikant and I rush into the Ambedkar auditorium in the university at 11 'o clock- just in time for the solo singing competition. I'm listening for the last time to the song i've decided to sing and Shrikant screams in his characteristic style after reading an inconspicuous notice somewhere....the competition is at 11:30 in the main auditorium.
Shreiks me: "WHAT?????? I"LL HAVE TO SING IN THAT MONSTROUSLY HUGE PLACE?
Thats so mean of them.
I'm shit nervous....my hands are shivering...eeks guess I should back out!"
Shrikant's busy looking around and trying to figure out something while I'm all nervous. He shouts again into my ears, all excited, he tells me there's a poetry competition going on here. His shouting is doing no good to my nervousness and I'm only feeling like throwing him to Mars right now. I scream back:" Abbe bewakoof.....poetry competition? so what? lets go to the main audi and rehearse'' and he screams back even louder: "Mujhe koi rehearse vihearse nahin karni, mujhe poetry likhni hai....tujhe likhni hai to tu bhi likh warna chal phut yahaan se"
'I'm not writing any bullshit poetry! I'm nervous and I want to remain nervous.' thought I.

@#%O&*(@$#^(*& goes on in my head

Well.....I was inside the hall....I was given a sheet of paper to write the poem. The rather rude woman who gave me the sheet told me that the theme of the competition was 'Life'
I wrote:

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Life


I woke up
To a bizarre existence;
It all seems
Beyond comprehension.
I'm on a journey
I didn't decide to make.
The reins are mine,
But where am I headed?
I see dreams,
But fail to distinguish
Dreams from reality.
I look within myself.
I see a void.
I make no sense.
I hold your hand,
It seems real,
But what is 'real'?
Its ephemeral-
Everything
I scream in confusion,
At the distant suns,
My voice echoes,
In far off planets
It resounds,
From galaxies and quasars,
It reaches the very ends
Of the Universe.
My confusion reverberates
What is life?
But why must I bother
If I can just live it?


-Deepthi K
06HPMA03
II Semester M.A
Department of Philosophy
School of Humanities


2 days later, I'm in the main auditorium at the prize distribution function to collect the first prize we won for Antakshari and my roomie screams my name from somewhere behind me. I hear my name being called out of the mike too "Deepthi K from Philosophy, II place in poetry competition" !!
Wow! I'd participated in some such competition too???? It almost slipped out of my head!
Cool!
I won no prize in the solo singing competition, by the way !!