A friend's writing

This one's from a friend of mine called Chetan Chakravarthy- probably one of the few guys from my engineering college batch to stay loyal to Electronics.. all the way.

"As he dodged and evaded the gargoyles and the demonic fields erupting from the whimsical columns of the pre-Norman labyrinth, he could hear voices he did not make and made voices he couldn't hear. Hope was the only actuation as he waded through this rabbit hole. His body showed all signs of giving away without his cognitive consent, tethered by only with the fear of incarceration in the god forbidden abyss of the universe. The end was near, either for his mortal remains or for the diabolic odyssey. Just as his brain finished with the period of his previous thought, he caught a blinding glimmer at the corner of his eye. The heart, the strongest of his remaining bodily organs, overworked evaded punctuality. The pristine glow was unmistakable. He felt like the paragon of Epimetheus. Quickly on his feet he opened the box with a resounding thunk, eyes half closed, and serendipity struck fast and hard. He could see emeralds, rubies, wealth and millions of it. It was not what he was looking for. As he rummaged through it and it got better. Charm, wisdom, vision, character, attitude came out in stream and was followed by fervour, pleasure, reverence. His took in everything possible, but then just beneath freedom,speech and expression he found what he had been looking for. His journey had ended. A dull turquoise texture emanated and was floating in the ether. It was what he had imagined, when he had read about it years ago. Carvings at the edges were significant, and was programmed to be a simple tool. The login button was at the centre. He clicked on it and entered....chetan_cg. Found also at http://www.skype.com/products/skype/windows/".


Keep the good work going brother!