Redolent Remnants: Bits and Pieces

The following is a miscellaneous collection of bits and pieces that yours truly had conjured while dabbling during his early writing days . The content has a special place in yours truly’s Memory Palace and is something that my ardent readers would find interesting.


i). Varun Mathur

The subject is of the sublime ilk;
One end is funny, the other, parsimony. 
VARUN is undoubtedly, the paragon of vivacity, quintessential of conviviality, alterego of gregariousness & the undisputed king of banter. His mere presence is enough to punctuate the tension & counter the bathos that creeps in every now & then.He personifies frugality with his iconoclastic attitude towards profligacy which at times gets the better of him but his childlike attitude allows him to tackle almost any situation with utmost ease. He is a gifted orator, while still being a patient listener. His volubility coupled with a rare combination of cogency & eloquence gives him a mystique, which is coveted by many but associated with few. He is a prodigy who at times can be a bit laid-back owing to ambivalence but despite being cloyed with vacillation, he has the killer instinct to achieve success. It may be true that he doesn’t toil to achieve his goals but when someone is as good as him, he doesn’t need to.

ii). Gaurav Jain

The subject is an unfathomable riddle,
who seldom plays the second fiddle;
Sui generis bloke with a heart of gold,
whose tenets are not meant to be sold.
GAURAV is a tough nut to crack, often bigoted with his eccentric ideologies and dogmatic philosophies, which may wrongly project him as someone who is indifferent and unyielding but ironically enough, these very qualities contribute immensely to his idiosyncratic mystique, which is adored by everyone.He is like a coconut, a gem of a person without an iota of doubt. He is magnanimous, while still being modest. He is a true adherent of assiduousness and his perseverance is nothing short of being exemplary. He is a prodigy, who has no reservations in toiling to achieve his goals. He is always there for his friends and is helpful even to the strangers. He is a unique blend of perspicacity, punctiliousness and intelligence.
He just needs to be a bit more flexible and jovial in order to galvanize his subdued persona.

iii). Adil Akhtar

A – Assiduous
D – Diligent
I – Idiosyncratic
L – Laconic
The above words may not be sufficient to epitomize ADIL, but are enough to acquaint one with him.
When he is pushed, moiling is as easy as breathing. It would be dumb hyperbole to call him a prodigy, but his inexorable will and perseverance allow him to achieve goals which are nigh unachievable, even for the naturally gifted. He is like a turtle that has the capability to stultify any opponent not through sheer brilliance, but through utmost devotion and hard work. He has undoubtedly mastered the art of bridging the gap. He may not be exceptional, but his achievements definitely are.Tasty food and entertaining movies are his nemesis. He is a true gourmet who has no reservations in gormandizing himself through prodigal gustatory proclivities. He is meticulous, perspicacious and punctilious while still being versatile. His protean skills have not only consummated his innate Machiavellianism, but have also harnessed his Rabelaisian persona.
iv). Gauravv Raj

The Subject undoubtedly personifies Royalty,
whose heart is a haven of Loyalty;
God bless, those who seek his Hostility,
even the strangers praise his cordial Hospitality.
GAURAVV is the epitome of conviviality and gregariousness. He personifies generosity with utmost modesty. He is the avant-garde of inspiration and raison detre of hope, for he knows the art of snatching victory from the jaws of defeat. His protean skill, gives him the luxury to be capricious and ipso facto, he can be subtle and play the second fiddle or can be blatant through his effulgence. He can be lazy, when he takes it easy or can be assiduous without being superfluous. Ennui is his only bete noire and carte blanche is his modus vivendi. His ravishing mystique is an eternal blessing, not only to his friends but to everyone who surrounds him. I just hope that he continues to do, what he does best i.e. spread happiness all around.
v). Kashif Haider

The Subject is an indelible figure,
Paragon of perseverance, vehemence and vigour;
Cladded in the adamant armour of altruism,
Mascot of hope and nemesis of pessimism.
KASHIF personifies conviviality and gregariousness while he defies bathetic boredom and abysmal monotony. He is a messiah for his friends and a respite for those around him. He can be a stoic and adapt to the quiet. He can be vociferous when the ambience is somniferous. He can moil for hours and can dabble for as long as one can sustain. He can be an open book while can still baffle you like an unfathomable riddle. In a nutshell, he is someone on whom you can rely upon in the hour of need when the cosmos seems against.

He was a mere pedagogue notoriously known for his vehemence free oration who usually delivered circumlocatory, somniferous lectures while trying to hide his flagrant somnambulation, and simultaneously flaunting his frustration under the effect of a soporific; the lectures, being inundated with rotten harangues and superfluous exhortations, used to be ironically delivered to a class known for its somnolence and prodigal ignorance.

He was a self-proclaimed teacher who was primarily a charlatan in disguise, ubiquitously notorious for his purposeless, murmuring lectures and his incessant carping in order to seek what he called ‘arrant attentiveness’ of an unfortunate class of students cloyed with frustration and under a deep melancholy because of the boredom of his sterile and monotonous lectures which had cursed their souls.

I would have conquered the sphere
It wouldn’t have been for my fear
I could have mustered the courage 
My heart hadn’t failed to encourage
I would have been more than a diminished figure
I hadn’t lost my inherent vigor
I could have become enlightened and wise                    
The wheel of fortune hadn’t planned otherwise
I could have defied my destiny
It wouldn’t have been for my inner mutiny
I would have managed to led by example
The world wouldn’t have been too rational
I could have become the very best
It wouldn’t have been for the everlasting test
I would have overcome the challenge
I had maintained the much needed balance
I would have triumphed eons ago
I had learned to tame my bestial ego
I would have blossomed post genesis
I hadn’t become my own nemesis
I could have conquered the sphere
It wouldn’t have been for my fear

About A Potpourri of Vestiges

Murtaza Ali is an independent film critic, sports writer, and content developer based out of Delhi. He is the author of the movie blog ‘A Potpourri of Vestiges’. He has been writing movie reviews at IMDb.COM for over four years. He is also associated with F1India.ORG as a content editor. Cinema is not only his passion, but also his greatest obsession. His all-time favorite movie-makers are Akira Kurosawa, Stanley Kubrick, Luis Bunuel, Andrei Tarkovsky, Charles Chaplin, Orson Welles, Federico Fellini, Ingmar Bergman, Satyajit Ray, Fritz Lang, Sergio Leonne, Francis Ford Cuppola, and Martin Scorsese.
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