For all those who "doubt" they r in love :)

a frnd of mine, a very close one, made me listen this song!!! tho i never experienced it myself but i wish n pray the same never happen in future,mine and everyone else's too... n here i copy-paste its lyrics for the benefit of my frnds n my blog followers :)

enjoy... ( n nevr forget this lesson :D)

Wait, wait for the dawn my dear
Wait till the sun gets here
And you will wait too long he will be gone
Wait, wait till the sun shines through
Wait till the sky is blue
And you will wait too long he will be gone, he will be gone

Ooh, he will be gone
Ooh, he will be gone

Wait, wait till the signs are right
Wait till the perfect time
And you will wait too long he will be gone, he will be gone

Ooh, he will be gone
Ooh, he will be gone

La la la la la ...

Wait till you don't doubt no more
Wait till you know for sure
And you will wait too long he will be gone now

lucky me??

neaaahhhh... this post wudnt b discussing "lady luck" or "lines on one's palm".. in fact i dunno y m being nut n visiting my blog at this hour when i knw my mngr isnt that big hearted that he wud make my day tomo a light one or my client not gonna not demand another 'bug' to b completely sorted out at a single day notice.. (ufff... my lyf full of 'just 2 things' these dayz.. onez bugs n another is 2-way roundabouts at which m standing too very frequently n my processor going so slow in deciding that m already on some path b4 i knw y!!!) but now that m here.. lets try :P

i chatted with one f ma best frnd,X just few min ago whn X got angry for i wrote m angry these dayz with my 'luck' (m doubtful n luking for word translating 'kismat' more aptly to english!!).. not that m not happy n thankful for what all i got in my lyf (trust me m not thankless kinda person!!) n not that m complaining sort of person who always cribs for one thing or other (in fact sm frnds do call me 'agony aunt'... ahhh, it such a relief hearing 'aunt' :P i cant afford crying myself :D) but at times its not abt being rt or behaving rt or in an ethical way.. its abt being "U" and go whole hog abt ur dreams,ur desires w/o any constaraints w/o any restrictions with full freedom.. i totally agree with the saying "insaan apni kismat khud bnaata ya sanwaarta hai" but trust me, going against d wind isnt completely easy.. fighting with luck wud b easier only if u have d image abt 'Y's of it crystal clear in ur mind but what if war is between ur brain n heart.. when fight is between ur body n soul.. when ur desires and dreams struggling against each other... damn the 'luck', these fights simply overpower ur thinking and even imagining capabilities!!

dunno when i ll not b confounded abt what i want out of my lyf!!

wish me luck ppl :)

PS: plz do tell me r u 2 crazy abt reading blogs of ppl like me that i actually read around 100s of blog posts in last 3 hrs.. the only gud thing is that vocab db increased.. so what if it increased as much as my salary in current job in last 2 yrs!!!

Another ps: tho not exactly related to this post but my prev post..wanna mention that i felt luckiest on 13th n 15th f this month too :) m really lucky :D

5th july,2009

spl day!!

the only constant is change!!

so i thot i shud keep my blog's layout 'constant' too :P

Scooter laughter...

yeah u can only experience some "adjectives" for some "nouns" but generally u dont get to read or hear them...

dunno where all did i lose the time when i was not posting my blogs here (yups, surely i was ALIVE all this time) or rather where "i" was lost..

life turned many degrees in between, at 1 time 180 n then 180 again to be back to track n then few more degrees..

i had been in touch with this love of mine "blogging" but more of in reading mode than in writing mode.. one possible reason.. i really started believing that i no longer have thoughts and feelings..
(no use of reading it again, u read it rt the first time..)

even rt now, i started here just coz i had to start and not coz i really got a topic..
the other day, smthng like this happened..
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me: mom, look @ d diligent efforts of those young ones bicycling to destination w/o knowing how big a hand it has in shaping their life's destination.. be it a cold,chilly day or a hot burning day, be it rainy or stormy, be it a normal day or festive day, they just have to reach tuitions in d pursuit of "aim" of getting admission to 1 of those prestigious colleges..

mom (interrupting): beta, tum bhi aise hi jaate the kabhi..
(dear, even u used to go to tuitions that way only)

me: (really :O) arey nahi, i cud never be that sincere (or was i actually sincere.. omg, MEE!!!) (yeah even i went thru that stage..)

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me: sahi hai yaar, just look @ those happy-go-lucky ppl, they r so very much enjoying being here together as if they have been untouched by "worries" of life till the date..

frnd: abey hum b to aise hi masti maarte the.. (even we used to enjoy our times when together with frnds) remember the time when we had just joined the co..

me: yeah (thots: omg, really i too had my best dayz yaar... it was like 'days when i was @home after office' were rare n countable rather than 'days when i was out of home till late nights after office'..)

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me: oh my, so many ppl here.. they really have no other work to do.. poora shehar yahin aa gya kya uth ker (the whole city plunged to this market only)

X: yeah, even ppl like doing shopping and all..

me: what do u mean by "even ppl".. i dont like it.. (thots: hey hold on, what m i saying.. i used to LOVE shopping with my mom or frnds at one time.. :-? really...)
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me: hey hi, what ya doing.. playing guitar.. sahi..

Y: yups, i hv learnt a lot more songs now.. shud i.... (voice drowning..)

me (already left the room, disinterested..): kyaaaaaaa..
(no sound.. i ignored too....)

(thots: hey she was playing guitar!!! matlab GUITAR!!! that wa ur only ambition to learn it in last dayz of college.. ur passion, ur love.. u wud stop whereevr u wud hear it or even see it!!)
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Z: have u painted anything yet on the canvas u got as a gift on b'day??

me: oh yeah.. i forgot i have a blank canvas at home.. neah yaar, that canvas has still not got the luck to be filled by me :P (thots: hey y i dont paint it, how can i forget what i was craving for 6 months back..

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and there is no end to this all... hey that sound is familiar.. is it "scooter" on the road..
or somebody is "laughing".. hain?? laughing.. whats that??

TitLe??

this ll be my shortest blog ever n that too w/o title.. still feeling like to write just one thing:

life is a teacher.. but has its own strange way of teaching.. unlike teachers at school n colleges,it first takes ur test n then teaches u a lesson!!

thnk u,u r my fav teacher,my life!!!

PS(pre-script):-Very very personal blog post… :D

8th jan,2007
10:00 pm

thot of writing one more blog before I leave my hometown 'Mumbai' city for my own "city beautiful" but I’ve so much to write about that i dunno what all to include n where to start from or end it... even right now, I’m having so much of mixed feelings:- happy for my countdown began already wen I’ll leave this city on Sunday, the 14th coz I’ll meet lotsa frnds there after so long but sad for I’ll b leaving my parents here. not just that, this time I met with 'Sahithi' (she too had come to meet her parents here in vacations) n we two became such gud frnds within one week that now I’ll miss her a lot as she's leaving for her city Hyderabad today. tho v've promised each other that v'll b in contact via net n msg but still thinking this that we met for first time n most prob this is our last time(as she ll leave for US this yr after completing her engg),its a bit difficult to bid her farewell..
I’m very upset also as my frnd just now shared a prob n then I had a ‘bit’ personal prob too to tackle with but I was lucky my best frnd was there again for me. So I felt light hearted (n then got excited too :P) n elated thinking that I got so many, so caring friends around me. Then I received such a nice msg from Nupur tonight giving some advice n telling ‘one more lesson’ of life (yeah telling not teaching, that’s the peculiarity of hers) n not just that, she msged me next telling me something I had already thot n started too – “write a blog today, u’ll feel nice”. Then I was reminded abt another fact – ppl who r close to heart r linked by heart always (even if they r far away) n think n react alike at some situations.. I’m feeling like emotional n yet very strong too.. oh so much of mixed feelings n now so much to write abt in this blog..


Not once but thrice this thought of writing a blog crossed my mind in last two weeks, each time when I was happy in spite of bad times (thinking about the good times, the better situations n best frnds) but still writing it today n ll b publishing it tomo :P

next wud i mention abt wrong nos!! oh wat a exp i had here!! first i msged my frnd,nupur thru my papa's cell. but unfortunately i dint notice that i had stored older no of hers in that cell n not the newer one. the next day i again wrote a msg cursing her(writing stupid n all) for not replying n then wen i rcvd a msg saying 'i dint recognize u', i scolded her for not storing papa's no n omg,that person wrote such rubbish things n asked my address pretending to b nupur.then i realised 'daal mein kuch kaala hai" n by the time i realised it was wrong no n stopped replying,that person started giving missed pe missed calls. finally i told my papa n mom everything n my papa called that person clearing everything!! the nxt week,i rcv a call from another frnd,puneet. i dint pick the call thinking i wud call him back from local no aftr confirming if its urgent.but this time again,i changed one digit out of ten while messaging him(asking if i shud call) by mistake n c wat a smart person this was, he replied 'call me'.. wen i called n asked if its Puneet, he started explaining that its not him n its a wrong no. some guy named 'brijesh' from chennai was there n not just that, he was moron to this extent that he made me talk to him for more than 2 min!!! omg, kaise kaise namoone bnaye hai bhagwaan ne. but wat was surprising was that wen i sent the same msg on rt no this time correcting that one wrong digit, I again rcved a msg from 3rd no saying 'its again my no I dunno how u got it, nyways nice talking to ya'!!!! What??? :O What’s going on yaar! I dint dare to send the msg again to Puneet tho i rcved msg from his no for next two days.. Hey Puneet, I’ll kill ya if i get to know this all is ur trick wen I return back n catch u in college..
Not just this, I rcv, on avg, one call everyday from some unknown no, new each time.. uff, so I discovered a fact: wen u r in ur city u may or may not rcv calls from wrong no but wen u r out of city, u'll surely rcv umpteen no of them..

Being the second last week of my stay, me n my mom finally started going out of home in local buses, trains n taxis. We visited so may different parts of Mumbai (I liked Shri Siddhivinayak temple, Mahalakshmi temple, Hazi Ali, fort, fairy at Gateway of India, nariman point, marine lines, worli sea face, even vt station n lots more places..) n also did so much of shopping n oh my gosh, my mom spent a whopping 7000+ amount on me alone in shopping in last two days :P:D:) n still we’ve plans of shopping more this last week too :) not just that, I even got a chance to b a part of live audience to a musical event held at 'tejpal auditorium'(oh, what a voice these singers had got n what an art these musical instrument players had got, they together made all that was dissonant in my life melt into one sweet harmony) n "hasya kavi sammellan" (not just talent of making ppl laugh while maintaining straight face themselves, these ‘kavees’ had got the patriotism n such strong emotions n then such powerful tools (kavya or trenchant poems) so as be able to venture out n express their feelings, opinions n suggestions with full force n vigor inspiring 800+ ppl sitting there) held at 'shanmukhanand hall' here with my mom n dad 2 nights in 2 weeks n enjoyed them so much. Seriously I had nice time in last two weeks!! I even went to oxford here, a library cum shop. They have enormous, magnificent collection of books, most of which were of my taste. I enjoyed spending hours there tho I wish I could get more time to spend there..

In the end, again I’m reminded about all the ‘good n bad’ times we all friends had till now making me feel ‘time flied away so soon, slipping even now like sand from my hands.. I had come just yester to this college n tomo I’ve to leave it.. not fair’. I missed u spectrum so much here today (actually I set my screensavers to b our pics which flashed in front of my eyes n oh, how I felt when those indelible memories were refreshed is just too complicated to b written in words here..). Know what, u ppl really have that indomitable power of making anyone’s vapid n dull life a splendid one, full of wonderful colors n beautiful music.. My heart loses its limits in joy and gives birth to utterance ineffable when I think about how lucky I’m to b a part of this gang, spectrum :) n it would not be justified on my part if I give all the credit to my gang spectrum alone.. I’m thankful to all my other friends also who came in my life n became an inseparable part of it n made it worth living.. Thank u all.. all this makes my inner voice more stronger day by day which says -”LIFE’S BEAUTIFUL” not just coz I’m happy right now but realizing “it’s an amazing teacher” which tests n teaches u lesson in its own mysterious way n then rewards u too so beautifully!!!

Like water, be peaceful
Like earth, know your balance
Like fire, be alive
Like wind, fly free
Life is beautiful
Live n enjoy it!!

Ciao friends
Take care

(now that u dared to read this post till here in spite of its title mentioning it’s personal, do bother to comment about it whatsoever, whosoever u r :P)

one of my diary enteries.. (I)

24.12.2006
mumbai
standing on the terrace, i was looking at and admiring two skies:one up above the world so high with only few visible, sparkling, twinkling li'l stars and other one just opposite to it,here on earth with far more sparkling stars(light) when suddenly some past, sweet memories that i experienced in hostel life started flashing in front of my eyes, scenes still crystal clear and then my grin turning to smile turned ultimately to heartful laugh (i was alone on terrace) and two drops in my eyes. tho these scenes are imprinted in my mind and heart n cant be blurred in ny way but still,i wud like to make a back up here (not that i dont trust my memory;i knw some of my near n dear ones might b smiling here :D). god knows wen i may need to read it from here to give me strength in time of crisis..
the incidents r being mentioned in chronological order:

*the first mid night b'day celeb i attended in my life n enjoyed was that of my friend,my sis,my same-behaviour-showing(as careless and as caring as me:)) hostel mate shagan. i cant forget that night.

*making of robotic machine for the event 'dirt racer' involving shagan,pooja,ankita kansal(the only day sche) n me in my rum,burning my table a bit during welding process.

*working in cc's rum for welding m/c parts and taking help from senior and then having a night out at shagu's dadi ma's place (as we dint want to waste few bucks paying the fine for getting late that night in getting back to hostel). tho shagu n pooh were equally determined as i to wake up whole night n finish off work,they finally end up sleeping leaving me fully awake so that i cud wake them up aftr an hour but alas i cudnt make them wake up again n ended up with waking up whole night all alone.. finally they woke up in morning,only to get ready for college!! :)

*first dp(dinner party) i saw in hostel which 2nd yearites gave.

*night out on the final night before the day the robotics compttn was to take place when we all 3 were in 'our mini workshop'(an extra,empty rum of hostel on first floor in the corridor where there were rums of seniors; which we got for work after permission from caretaker) working and partying. we made our project,our robot work for the first time..hurrray.. and then a loud music at 4 a.m. w/o worrying abt seniors being disturbed while they sleeping(n chances were very high that 1 may come there n not only scold but just thrw our robot in trash box). we were so much elated, oh.. we were on 9th cloud!

*and oh my.. how can forget those nights when i had ice creams (orange bar always,its being our fav) with pooh n sometimes shagu on open terrace past midnight with moon looking down at we fools and we savoring not only candy but chills of winter nights of chd(we had been doing this in the month of jan n feb too).

*i still dunno whether i shud be laughing or feeling stupid for doing this act: i was sitting with pooh on terrace.. wahi gappein.. wen suddenly she made me promise i'll accompany her in her nxt act wat she desires to do. i said ok(i dont rem any incident when i said 'no' to pooja except only one,wont mention here) n she said she wants to stand on terrace's boundary wall and next moment we two were actually standing there.. looking ahead,the canteen ramp and the btfl scenery,looking above, sky dazzling with stars,looking below, our grand,beautiful garden n looking behind.. hey r u ppl nuts,how can u think we cud dare to look behind standing on that thin,'death' wall... we stood there hand in hand for a couple of minutes enjoying breeze cutting thru our face.. oh.. i wont deny the fact i do cherish that moment even now..

*many more b'day nights when the b'day gal cuts cake at 12 am n gets bumps apart from cake all over the face.. many b'day parties' nights when we order food from some restaurant n have the 'tasty dinner' togethr..

*many nights when many of the batch mates watch movies,cuddling togethr on a small bed of the host's room n sharing the laugh on funny scenes or tears on emotional scenes!! n yeah, not to forget that one night wen we decided to watch (n watched) movie coz there was no light in hostel. we had to change lapis 5-6 times as and when their batteries ended but no body cud sleep w/o seeing the end of the movie!!!

*n those nights which me n pooh spent waking up till 3 or 4 am discussing "duniya jahan ki baatein" n sharing some prob n some feelings :D

*tho we had many dance parties till now but one of them was spl, we brought the music sys on terrace n danced there in open :)

*the latest one being sitting in shweta's rum along with her n shagu at midnight,shweta cooking maggi and then mixing the 'paneer tikkas' i brought and then finally feeding our friends n not ourselves.. 2 spoons,3 ppl.. each one making the other one eat.. oh,it already making me emotional even when there r still 6 months left b4 i leave this hostel or my college!!!

there r lots many incidents but space limited n its already ramayana here!! i'm seriously very lucky:enjoying half of my college life as a day sche n rest half as hosteller experiencing both the lives (can actually tell abt pros n cons n compare these two lives now)!!