This is for the first time happening with me that I m not able to express my feelings in words. So many thoughts are running in my mind and many feelings are playing hide and seek. Sometimes I am happy for what I’ve got and sometimes I feel gloomy caz I’ll be far away from my dear ones and entering into my new life in few days. Well…Have started maintaining diary now-a-days. So there’s nothing to blog. The feeling of getting close to someone and the feeling of being separated my dear ones with whom I’ve spent 20 years of my life are like drenching my heart into a deep quandary. Sometimes it is a nice feeling that m goin to start a new life with all new relations and new people around…but when I recall all my memories…it literally hurts to know that I’ll no more be here with my people to celebrate every moment like before. I just wonder how people follow such customs which have no meaning and sense now-a-days….Sending one’s daughter to a very new family to lead the rest of her life with
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Yeah!!! Yippee..... The new rank for my blog is now 58 acc to indiblogger. Feeling terrifically happy. Hahaha...Well....Feeling sad equally. This is my last day here @ my office. Will miss my daily routine...Colleagues, my bosses, and especially...the atmosphere. It was really a nice journey working here. I never felt like being tortured or forced to do ny work. Was never asked to do the work which I don't like. And the special thing was I got a lot of space to work according to my wish and I got space to explore myself a lot. I wish I cud be with this organisation few days/months/years more... Again dreaming a lot... Well...Will be back soon with something new in my life... For now..resignations, marketing and preparation for marriage. That's it...
- Call a cab driver ‘Bhaiya’. - Argue with sabjiwalas… - Look smart while visiting ‘fashion market’. - Stand in front of Amitabh/Shahrukh’s building[As u look no less than a useless person to stand like a gatekeeper … ;P] - Going for a jungle safari @ S.G.N.park. {Borivali/Dahisar} [U’ll get less than 5 tigers n loins hiding behind the bushes like rats, but u’ll enjoy the rain if it’s a rainy season.] - Visit worli sea-link @ evening all ALONE. [You need a partner to enjoy that beautiful…awesome location.] - Dare to go to marine drive and enjoy pizza at The pizzeria without your partner. Buy modaks @ sidhhivinayak temple surroundings to offer it to god. [They make fool of you.] - Run through the platform at night when there’s no one at station (especially @ Dadar station…Shits will follow u everywhere.) - Stand in the crowd @ any of the station. The crowd will itself push you towards the train without your effort. - Dare to walk along the roads in the rainy season at Dahisar areas…U’ll
Well…This post is all bout my experience in the old age where I’v spent time few days ago… I can never forget my past as it included countless things like immature philosophy, hopeless ideas and idiotic tactics. Yeah! There you are… I am talking again about my school days. Actually, I was celebrating my last birthday @ my residence… N was recalling all those days when I partied with my friends at their homes…Yaa…Literally…My birthday celebration at frn’s home. That too on the road side. The strong n cruel glimpse of my frn’s mother made everyone understand that tonight…Our frn is gonna be finished….. This birthday anyhow was so much full of fun but taught me many things. Teenage, adolescents and blah…blah…….I now think that teenage is the time when we have nothing to do except wasting time, money, values and everything for just name sake. I'v learnt…that partying doesn’t only mean roaming out and wasting your pocket money @ restaurants n hotels like anything. I did something unique
It’s raining heavily…There’s nothing like hot snacks on a cool rainy weekend. I remember…when I was in A.P, we (me n my sis) waited for rain…[But kaun samjhaae hum bechaare bachhon ko k bin mausam barsaat sirf filmo me common hai …Real life it’s too rare.] We enjoyed artificial rain. Had a pipe in paa’s hands and he showered that from faaaaaar away and we danced like any thing… And how can I forget that red velvet bug??? “ Choti-moti ”… That bug was kinda ‘touch me not’ plant..It was sooooooo soft to touch...caz it had a velvet coat on its whole body and li'l black eyes n light red legs...When u hold n pick that up in ur hands, it reduces its size and closes all its legs n hands whatever.. N open karwaane k lie we sang a poem. The lines follows… Choti moti, biriyaa moti, tera mama laddu laya..laal darwaza khol de… ” Believe me…It did the same…Saare pair khol ke chalne lagti thi… Imagine…A red bug on the green grass…AWESOME…. And the games we played in rainy seasons…For cosiness, w
- Nothing happens by itself...You or the other person is responsible for that happening. - You can only live an independent life in a metro city or else...U've gonna ruin your bachelor life. - You are no one to make decisions for your life... People are there to decide for you. - I feel low when I miss my childhood...Those were the days when I lived LIFE... - Always go for BRANDS....Caz they are born without clothes but love to wear a branded one. [Status boss....status] [As if people who wear normal clothes are not Humans.Huh!] - Marriage??? Oh! It is the worst things which can happen to a girl who had never enjoyed her bachelor life. - Gap is increasing betn few of the stupid people of my life...[Glad to see...] - Again comes the MANGO PEOPLE'S MANGO LIFE'S MANGO PROBLEMS... Ghar- dwar, kaam-kaaj and WO... [I literally need a break] It's enough for now... Gtg...
We're going to get married at the end of the day. Not only is this an abnormal thing for me to say But it's the way That he said it Not excitedly Not as if it was his dream But as if he would bet it. We're going to get married one day. As if it were an inevitable truth Staring at him questionably Thinking.. He has some screws loose.. (Actually, he has none of them) Then he starts to explain to me All the reasons we're going to get married one day Promising everyday after every fight, That we’ll never fight again… I never turn down an argument.. Nor he will.. But everything he said… Surprisingly made perfect sense (Sometimes) And some times created a Cold war… There was an argument I couldn't win Caz he ended up saying something rare..(…!!!!) Surrendering is like a best hobby of both of Us. Though, I have learnt the same from him… N now…I feel.. We're going to get married one day.
You can see a parrot in the cage, which comes out to pick a card from the pack which is cached your fortune. They say, the parrot has got some immense magical powers and can assume your future. Other side… A ‘so-called’ jyotish sits with his kamandal and assures that his words are no less than ‘brahmavakya’ . Again, another one… A serpent comes with his snake and asks to touch the snake and make a wish. If you pay him as he wished, serpent blesses you that all your wishes will come true…if not, he’ll say, “As I can see your bhavishya is not that bright. You should feed this nagraj till he turns happy and dances for you.” And such are the way of astrologers in India. Here they sit on the roads of every city with all the equipments consisting of miscellaneous articles needed to perform jaadu types something to show they are astrologers. The red/orange coloured cloth on the forehead, the kada and Roodraksh malas around the hand and the rings on the finger all point to bearing appearanc
I thought an early marriage possibly will ruin my career and my….life…But, now I feel, there’s nothing wrong in EARLY MARRIAGES and all… Yaar… I can feel the charm n glow in my parents’ faces and even his parents are too exited and happy for their son. Can't disappoint them. After a long time, I got an example too…India’s star sportsman DHONI tied the knot with his 21- year- old love Sakshi last Sunday night, somewhere in Dehradun. Only few khaas people were invited to the traditional ceremony. I too will do the same ;) So, when Sakshi can, why can't I? I shall continue my studies afterwards and..of course there is no doubt on him that he won't permit me for ny job or something like that. I got it! Oh! I mean, a new cover story idea. “Early marriages and career” . But not having time to write one… So, copy pasting is okay for me! As usual. :)
Watched Rajneeti yesterday. After Anushka Sharma’s first movie, ‘Rab ne bana di jodi’, this is the movie I have watched in theater and found it really worth watching. This is the film where love has nothing to do with. In fact, love is a game here and politics is everything. Even more than ‘Mother’s love’. ( Relations ki to watt lag gai! Koi b kahi b kisi k b saath…kuch b. ) I've never interested in politics. Prakash Jha's Raajneeti talks of warring cousins to attain power in their political party. To me, Raajneeti is a true human drama, a complex game that politicians indulge in to achieve power and how this greed wraps them into the dark world.
Raajneeti is not only 'Mahabharata', but also reminds of Gandhi family’s history. In fact, the story alters constantly, separating in a twisting manner and speed... so much that you don't know what's gonna happen next. Full of action and diplomacy. Arjun played a terrific performance like an untamed li
Well...All exams over...No more practicles, no more camps, no more nite studies n no more get togethers for notes and all....
Though my college life was not that exiting as it shud be, bt it was any how nice. And now, I’m missing all the fun we had during those days...
Profs were always ready to teach us..n we? Never.
Actually, hum apne hi baaton me unko fasaa dete aur debating shuru kar dete. Quite funny.
And I remember...Prof Shrivastava used to support me where as others never did. Even my princi was a great supporter of mine. Dnt know...if I’ll get back those days again or it is an end to my college life.
Still I say...School days were best. And college days are good.
Patnaik Ma'am was one of my fav teachers in my school days...Ones she taught me how to enhance our qualities and turn our hobbies into profession.
Here I am! A li'l journo.... : D
N yes... Another news is... about a "LUMP". Ya. But i'll tell u in my nxt post... Wait for that.
Don't you think...world is moving too fast? Oh! I mean...I visited one of the social networking sites...N unintentionally made an account there. U know, wid in no seconds...100s of requests..Comments, And all.. Okay! I stepped ahead. I replied one of the comment... Next comment was about my pic, personality and all... I thought...God. Only few people like me are still unaware of the fast world which wants to be toooo intimate as if they all are our relatives or friends from years... Ny way..... Hats off to such sites and such people.
Ban scarves, ban loud music, ban you tube, ban pubs, ban face book, ban all networking sites, ban everything... What about TERRORISM??? Hmmm!!! Blasts, Crashes and Attacks.... World is really going to b finished...It seems.
Pooja Chauhan - A name that now stands for strength and courage. Pooja, 22 year old home maker in Rajkot district of Gujarat, dispersed her frustration in a different way. She was unable to tolerate the continuous torture for dowry of her in-laws and husband. And when they turned a deaf ear to her complaints, she walked in her undergarments to the police station to draw attention from police and the law. The question is- Is the situation of our country so worse that women have to strip off half naked to be heard by the law? Nikita Sharma (assumed name) another name stands for dare, 34, unmarried. Unmarried because each and every match came to her asked for dowry and demanded a huge amount directly or indirectly. To her guts, she strictly rejects all the matches. In fact her parents have also supported her in this step. The solution actually lays with the people themselves and the law to be more responsible and defined to the needs of people before they resort to extreme proble
Getting too much into work now-a-days.... Sad..but true..that m not at all interested in this job. Caz???? Oh! Asusual...I hate bossy people. I mean...when i sit and tri to work..it feels as if i'm working for such a person who's nothing but a boss. Dint get naa??? I know. leave it. Xams are near by and getting too much tensed because i hadn't yet started my studies and also eng date b nazdeek aa rahi hai. I swear...I feel lyk anything. Marriage is, in my words...a fulstop to masti bhari life and i'll miss these days a lot! Again sad naa? Chodo. Let me tell you ke..i'm not going to change myself. Kuch seekhna ho to seekh lenge. Par badlenge nahi;-D Oh! I forgot...I made too many friends these days..Yes...Not that special as my mamta is... I feel like...friendship is not that bad as i thought. Well....Will come back soon with a good news.. Milte hain break k baad....Dialogue jana-pehchaana hai..Rite???hahahahaha. I know.
I feel strangely happy these days . Haha. It’s finally April ending, again exam time and stroking sun. But also time for finals and a whole bunch of other projects and exams. I really need to focus, concentrate, and not get distracted by little things! And for my mumma thinks i study so much now, caz she caught me studying late at midnight, and I m waking up early now-a-days. That’s caz I have to reach my college by eight. I had nothing better to do. All these things made her happy hahaaa! Sad part is, I m not getting time for myself. I need quality time to spend with my friends. Masti karni hai bahut saariiii. But have no time. Nywaysss…. Another News. Our professor was looking like ‘Prem’ of ‘ Maine pyar kiya ’. Why? He tied a scarf over his head and stepped into our classroom like salman khan…But he doesn't look like salman at all. Can't even imagine.... Hahaha!!! Well. That’s all for today! Will b back sooooon.
My mother for me is- M is for the moments i spent with her, O is for all those occasions when she was not with me, T is for those tears she shed for me, H is for her purest heart, E is for her eyes with love and infuriation everytime, R is for being Right always. A word that mean the whole world to me.
The day you were born, Was like all the sorrows gone. You’re a gift for my brother, Given by my dear sister in law. I remember the day when, You entered our home. Along with your mamma-papa, Only few days down. Though you were away from us, For few days due to no hard reason, We all missed you & your activities, And were unhealed d whole season. The days are back and, You’re with everyone. And I got a chance, To wish you happiness & have some fun. So, happy birthday to my dear pulakit, From the bottom of my heart, And may your good times multiply, Till they’re flying off the chart!!!
"Power concedes nothing without a demand.' The struggle for justice must never be adjourned. The forces of injustice do not take vacations. Societies are not static in this regard. They await the political and civic energies of individuals who engage the arenas of power, multiply their numbers and emblazon in deeds and institutions the immortal principle that "Here the People Rule." - Ralph Nader. When people talk about the dreadful life of those adivasis who are still striving for a peaceful life, they originate a picture in their mind that, adivasis get reserved kota in every field, they are secured and many such things. No one knows what really they are and what do they get being the initial residents of land. They may seem to be in high spirits sometimes, but originally they are in a contemptible condition. Let’s have a look on them and their condition. Tribal/Adivasis literally mean It is an idiom for varied set of racial and tribal group believed to b
To, A Dear Brother, Who is not HERE... BUT STILL NEAR That was a day, when I was alone, Waiting for someone & staring at the moon. I used to tackle everything by myself, Sharing all with my dairies on my shelf. Gone were those days when I looked for my GREEN pen [1]. Every day a new feeling, But, still no one for healing. Every day a new feeling, But, still no one for healing. Got some time with family for spending I met a new ‘you’ & found distance ending. Got a new friend as a ‘BROTHER’, With a belief, that we’ll be together A pure relation of a sis and Bro… I feel; I would never grow. Sitting on your LAP, And understanding the puzzled map. Though, there [2] sits your son now, I wonder, I am not there, How? Sometimes you used to hurt me badly, Many times I did that unknowingly. Still I feel you are watching me, And will talk to me when you’ll be free. Forgetting all small hazards, And leaving all mistakes apart, No felicities between us allowed You’ll be always my friend BELO
“I love to stick huge posters of Kareena kapoor in my room." "My room is full of posters/pictures of my favourite hero Shahrukh Khan." These are few of the common role models. Toddle into your youngster’s room and you're likely to come across posters of teen idols or actor-actresses wearing too much of makeup and little clothing. You may spot an item of your teen's clothing lying around and you’ll then wonder, “How did I ever let my kid purchase such a thing?" Yes. We are talking about ‘Role models’. A role model is someone who inspires you, whose behaviour you want to emulate. They can be a wonderful source of support, particularly for those working on their own. Yet with the television and media exposure and peer pressure that teens are faced with, it's no wonder that they dress, act, and look the way they do. “Children choose models for themselves as early as the preschool years,” says Dr. Maya, a clinical psychologist.” “The type of models changes