In the new year

In the New Year,
I wish you the best year you’ve ever had,
and that each New Year
will be better than the last.
May you realize your fondest dreams
and take time to recognize and enjoy
each and every blessing.

HAPPY NEW YEAR 2008,AND MANY MORE!!!

Maa-Taare Zameen Par

Lovely song, mind blowing lyrics, hats off to Prasoon Joshi! BTW Prasoon Joshi is the same guy who wrote lyrics for the Rang De Basanti Song: luka Chipi, most of you might have heard thgis, but if anybody hasnt, read this and then hear!!

Main Kabhi Batlata Nahin,
Par Andhere Se Darta Hoon Main Maa
Yun To Main,Dikhlata Nahin
Teri Parwaah Karta Hoon Main Maa
Tujhe Sab Hai Pata, Hai Na Maa
Tujhe Sab Hain Pata...Meri Maa

Bheed Mein Yun Na Chodo Mujhe
Ghar Laut Ke Bhi Aa Naa Paoon Maa
Bhej Na Itna Door Mujhko Tu
Yaad Bhi Tujhko Aa Naa Paoon Maa
Kya Itna Bura Hoon Main Maa ..
Kya Itna Bura ..Meri Maa

Jab Bhi Kabhi Papa Mujhe
Jo Zor Se Jhoola Jhulaate Hain Maa
Meri Nazar Dhoondhe Tujhe
Sochu Yahi Tu Aa Ke Thaamegi Maa
Unse Main Yeh Kehta Nahin
Par Main Seham Jaata Hoon Maa..
Chehre Pe Aana Deta Nahin
Dil Hi Dil Mein Ghabraata Hoon Maa..
Tujhe Sab Hai Pata Hai Naa Maa
Tujhe Sab Hai Pata ... Meri Maa

Main Kabhi Batlata Nahin
Par Andhere Se Darta Hoon Main Maa
Yun To Main,Dikhlata Nahin
Teri Parwaah Karta Hoon na Maa
Tujhe Sab Hain Pata, Hain Na Maa
Tujhe Sab Hain Pataaa...Meri Maa .....

The english translation:-

I've never told you,
How scared I am of the dark
I've never told you,
How much I care for you
But you know,dont you, Ma?
You know everything,my Ma.

Dont leave me alone in crowds,
I'll lose my way back home
Dont send me places far away,
Where you wont even remember me
Am I so bad, Ma?
Am I so bad, my Ma

When sometimes Papa swings me,
Too high in the air,
My eyes search for you,hoping
You'll come and hole me safe

I dont tell him,
But I get petrified
I dont let it show,
But my heart sinks
You know everything,dont you,Ma?
You know everything,my Ma

I've never told you,
How scared I am of the dark
I've never told you,
How much I care for you
But you know,dont you, Ma?
You know everything,my Ma.

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Taare Zameen Par...literally

First things first, if you miss on TZP you are indeed missing something... I cried like a damn child through half of the movie. I don’t know why but it seemed like I was the only one crying so much in the damn hall. But it’s not my fault, the movie hit me where it hurts the most. I’m going to go out of my way to advertise this movie because everybody needs to see it. It may have it’s glitches and stuff, but I had no time to even notice those. From the beginning till the end, it was too good. And whatever somebody might say, I don’t think anyone except Aamir Khan could have done this. He seems unreal when he does things like this.

Aamir Khan has been accused of stripping people’s roles in movies but in this movie, the child was the hero, and he is an amazing actor. It almost feels like he’s actually like that. Aamir Khan only comes in the second half and that’s commendable considering that he’s produced as well as directed the movie.The kid is so good that you hardly notice that Aamir dosent make an appearance until the interval.

Obviously, it’s about kids but it’s not like the adults will not like it. I believe some of them will look inside them and realize how wrong they have been. It’s just that..people just judge you by the marks you get and not by anything else. And it’s not fair. Nobody tries to talk to you and help you figure out your life. (this I have experienced myself).

Everybody just goes about telling you how the world is so mean out there and you need to get good grades to survive. Damnit, I already know all that. Why doesn’t anybody understand what’s going on in somebody’s mind when they’re being labeled a failure and a useless person? I don’t have any more words cause I might start crying again. But here’s cheers to the kid, Aamir and everybody else who made this movie possible. The world really needs to wake up and try to understand how a child should be treated. We call ourselves humans but we aren’t any better than animals. Every child is special, but most of us refuse to face it. We only want toppers and first rankers in our family. When everybody’s kids can, why can’t our kid do it? So we should make sure we make his life hell and force him into doing it..

I would highly recommend this movie to all... its a very sensitive story about young children, although it talks about kids with dyslexia but i think the subject is very much applicable to all kids these days... its not uncommon to hear about suicides due to poor performance in studies these days... its too much pressure to perform from parents/ teachers/ peers these days... hopefully it can be our entry for oscars next year!

Music is very good, and i had not heard the "Ma" song till I saw the movie... the song is just too much with its lyrics and picturization... you could almost feel yourself crying..I for one was sobbing in this song :P... I could get the same feeling as with "luka chupi" from RDB... besides the movie scores in screen play/ dialogues as well, some of the scenes have amazing dialogues to match the intensity required at all fronts... watch out for the "khyaal" sequence between Aamir and kid's father... ...

Just loved the dialogue by Aamir "Apne sapno ka bojh apne bachhon ke kandhon par rakh do....Its worse than child labour".....Or maybe I loved this dialogue so much because I could relate with it too much.Same goes for the movie :-)...not that I am dylexic or anything but am doing something that I didnt wanted to...not that anyone forced me but I knew its whats gonna make everyone happy..Infact when I look back I dont even know what I wanted to become at some point of time.It has always been what others want.Dont even remember if I ever had a dream of my own :)...I guess thats why still havent been able to become anything :)...Anyways lets get back to the movie :)

I know its not gonna happen but the kid should get the best actor in a leading role award of 2007.

One of the most beautiful movie I have ever seen.One needs to be so sensitive to have a vision like this.Hats off to Aamir Khan...not just an actor,director,producer (although thats commendable too) but most of all as a human being.

Some movies are made to spread a message, they are made with pure passion, and not because they would / Should do good at the box office, believe me this is one movie that might change your perseption about a lot of things. Never ever in my entire life have I seen my mom crying in a movie.But it happened.And that itself says what a special movie it is.I rest my case :-)

Aankhon mei teri....

Aankhon mein teri
Ajab si ajab si adayein hai
hoo Aankhon mein teri
Ajab si ajab si adayein hai

Dil ko bana de jo patang saanse
Yeh teri woh haawaien hai

Aai aisi raat hai jo
Bhahut khush naseeb hai
Chahe jise door se duniya
Woh mere kareeb hai
Kitna kuch kehna hai
Phir bhi hai dil mein
Sawaal hai kahin
Sapno mein jo roz kaha hai
Woh phir se kahun ya nahi

Aankhon mein teri
Ajab si ajab si adayein hai
hoo Aankhon mein teri
Ajab si ajab si adayein hai

Dil ko banade jo patang saa se
Yeh teri woh haawaien hai

Tere saath saath aisa
Koi noor aaya hai
Chand teri roshni ka
Halka sa ek saaya hai
Teri nazaron ne dil ka kiya jo hashar
Asar yeh hua
Abb in mein hi doob ke ho jau paar
Yehi hai Dua

Aankhon mein teri
Ajab si ajab si adayein hai
Hoo Aankhon mein teri
Ajab si ajab si adayein hai

Dil ko banade jo patang saanse
Yeh teri woh haawaien hai




This is my favorite song these days because it’s beautiful both lyrically and musically. It has been sung by K.K. who happens to be one of the most amazing yet underrated singers in the country. This song comes to Shahrukh Khan's mind whenever he sees Deepika Padukone in his home production, Om Shanti Om.I like it so much because I feel for every single line in the song. It’s just so meaningful. It’s nice to see such a song coming out because it’s like a breath of freshness in between those typically cheap Bollywood numbers (this does not include TZP and Saawariya).

Now for those of you who aren’t Indians and hence can’t understand the song, I will try to translate it and give you the gist.(Doing this because I can see a lot of foreigners visiting my blog and my my its not just from a small part of the world but almost all around the world...Can hardly miss a country there...So even if I hardly get any comments these days know that my blogs getting popular and really rocking!! :D )
It’s not going to be very accurate but I think you’ll get the basic idea.

Aankhon mein teri
Ajab si ajab si adayein hai
Dil ko banade jo patang saanse
Yeh teri woh haawaien hai

There’s some different appeal in your eyes.
Your breath is the wind that makes my heart fly like a kite.

Aai aisi raat hai jo
Bhahut khush naseeb hai
Chahe jise door se duniya
Woh mere kareeb hai
Kitna kuch kehna hai
Phir bhi hai dil mein
Sawaal hai kahin
Sapno mein jo roj kaha hai
Woh phir se kahun ya nahi

A night that’s very lucky has come
The one everybody loves from far away is close to me.
There’s so much to say yet there’s a question somewhere
Should I say again what I say everyday in my dreams?

Tere saath saath aisa
Koi noor aaya hai
Chand teri roshni ka
Halka sa ek saaya hai
Teri nazaron ne dil ka kiya jo hashar
Asar yeh hua
Abb in mein hi doob ke ho jau paar
Yehi hai Dua

There’s some light that’s coming with you
And the moon is just a shadow of your light.
Your look is having some effects on my heart
And my only wish is that I can get to the shore drowned in your looks.

OK, that didn’t come out too well. Basically you can’t get the emotion unless you’re familiar with the language and the situation this song comes in. But you get what I mean don’t you? Even if you don’t, there’s still something left in this post so don’t go away!

Based on the love that I’ve developed for this song, I have a few questions in my mind which I’d like to ask anybody who’s reading this.

Question 1: Do you believe that a certain song can match your situation so well that it feels as if it was just written for you? If yes and if you wish, you can mention the song.

Question 2: Do you believe that a song has the power to make you cry every time you listen to it because there are some memories attached? If yes and if you wish, mention the song.

Love Byte

What does a woman have to do to understand a man??? Why are these creatures so complicated and hard to figure out and in spite of all that, why do we still fall in love with them? Are we poor at catching hints or the hints too subtle? Or are they meant to be subtle - isn't that why they are called hints in the first place???

Why is it so difficult to cross the line from friendship to love? I can think of a hundred reasons to justify this but none of them will hold water for more than 30 seconds! Why are we so content to hold on to what we have and not ask for more? Being the best of friends, sharing anything and everything, but is that sustainable? Why do we remain friends? To what end? Do we feel guilty when we think of taking the relationship to a different level?

Are we afraid of someone or something? Are we afraid it won't work out? If we remain friends, it won't work out anyways! Then what are we afraid of? Of losing each other? What kind of friends were we then, anyway? Too many questions?And no answers. That's the problem. We think too much before taking the plunge.




Sigh!!!

Real worried about a very very dear friend.Time is not good for him.Just hope and pray to God that he is okay :-s

Damn...I hate it!!!

Why do I build expectations when I know they won't be fulfilled?
Why don't people understand how much happiness one can get with small things and gestures?
Why do I get upset over stupid things, knowing that they are stupid?
Why can't I concentrate on studies right now... F***.. I have lots to do!!!

The Birthday Gift

Here comes my next story.I am sure most of you are gonna make out its inspired from what and if you do then do tell me about it :P and like always any comments are welcome :)

“Whaat?? How can you be so mean, so unreasonable?” she yelled at him, shock and agony on her face.

He was still as indifferent as ever, as unresponsive. She was staring at him, and on the verge of freaking out completely. He opened his mouth as if to say something, and almost as if suddenly deciding otherwise, turned back to leave. She only managed to blink once in astonishment. He was gone!She felt numb for thirty seconds, then suddenly came to life and shouted at the top of her voice “Hey wait! Listen. You can’t….”

She stopped midway. She knew he was already far away from the range of her sight and sound. Even if he weren’t, it wasn’t going to be much different. Her words were going to fall on deaf ears anyway. She knew this too well. She knew him too well.

Sigh.

Now this was what she called her daily dose of frustration. Only that this time it seemed like a double dose!

“Aaaaaaaawww Gaaaaawwwwwwwdddddddd”

She collapsed back on her bed, hands on her forehead.
How could he be so heartless?
Yes life was getting tough with him of late, but ups and downs are normal in relationships, right!
Maybe I should be more patient. Maybe this is temporary, maybe it’s due to stress…Oh whatever, but he should also understand na.
Gaaaaaaaawwwwddd...not today!

Memories of five years ago rushed back to her. It was a month after their engagement. They had spent the entire day together, and had such a beautiful time together she almost cried at the memory. It was her best birthday till date. And today he didn’t even remember her birthday this morning!!!
She had waited initially, but was actually so confident of his memory that she herself reminded him before he left for work.

“Oh darling, so sorry…Happy birthday. Many many happy returns of the day. Tell me what do you want?”
“A quiet romantic evening here at home tonight. Just the two of us. I’ll make the preparations.”
“Ok…I’ll be home!”

He had promised her the evening. She had hoped everything would become all right after that. And now?

A Single tear rolled down her cheek.

Somehow, after 15 minutes, she picked herself up to get ready. He had said 7 o’clock and she knew he meant it. He loved these stupid business-meetings-cum-parties of his, and he liked being on time always. She dressed up and sat down waiting-waiting for him to come, waiting to get lost herself yet again in a milling crowd of pseudo-civilized men and ladies, where she swayed alone from one corner of the room to the other with an artificial smile pasted firmly on the face, trying occasionally to spot the collar of his suit from amongst the middle of a noisy group that included as many hardcore money-makers as party-hopping socialites.

She didn’t have to wait too long. He returned earlier than 7; apparently his appointment with the lawyer had taken him less than he had expected. He looked happy, and was even more pleased to see her ready already. They didn’t talk much then or in the car- he had almost forgotten her birthday and his promise, he had almost forgotten her. Sometime later she asked:“Where are we going”?
"Maurya!"

Maurya? Hadn’t he said Taj at home…anyway how does that matter…

They reached Maurya in another ten minutes. As they entered the lobby, his phone rang.
“One second darling, I have an important call. Why don’t you go in? The party is in Hall 2. I’ll just join you!”

Reluctantly, she moved in, alone. As she reached Hall 2, she was surprised to find it completely dark and silent.

Did I hear him wrong? He said hall 2, didn’t he?

She was about to turn back, when suddenly the huge central chandelier in the hall brightened up, and a number of bright, jubilant faces simultaneously broke into the birthday song.

“Happy birthday to you….”

She gasped in surprise and happiness. Right in front of her, some twenty feet away, little ahead of the chandelier was the birthday cake-her birthday cake. To its left stood her mother, her brother and his wife. To the right was her best friend with her two-year-old daughter and her husband. The hall was full of friends, acquaintances and relatives. It was a full-fledged rocking party- her birthday party! She slowly moved a few paces ahead.

How unlike my husband to plan a surprise party! How sweet, how thoughtful!But where is the mastermind?

She turned back. He was standing at the door. She smiled back at him affectionately. He gestured her to move ahead. She reached near the cake, right below the huge chandelier. Congratulations and greetings poured to her from all corners of the room. It was time to cut the cake and begin the party.

Why isn’t he here yet?We should cut the cake now.
Ohhh...it’s such a beautiful party. I love him so much.
Everything is going to be all right now. I love him.
Where is he but?

She turned back for the second time. He was standing at the door.

What’s he doing there now?

“Come up” she whispered as she waved to him. He was looking straight into her eye, but didn’t nudge, or respond. She noticed his right hand move slightly in his pocket. It looked like some sign, but she didn’t understand.

What?

Suddenly he broke into a wry smile- very wicked, very cruel, and very victorious. Bewildered, she continued to stare at him as the wicked smile developed into a sly grin.

Thunder, darkness, a scream, a fall, the end!!!!!!!!!!!!
The chandelier had fallen right on her. She died in the accident.

Merry Merry time :)

Need I say more????

Merry Christmas Everyone :D

If the internet....

... was a chemical, they'd have to ban it.

It's far too addictive. I spend more time with my online friends than I do with 'real' friends. And most of my friends have a pretty big online presence, too.

Is this a bad thing? I don't know. I do know that a lot of my online friends are far more understanding than some of my old and real friends have ever been. We can sit and talk all night (yes, I've done that) without getting in each other's faces.

Strange world, when you can be soulmates with someone halfway across the world... and not know the name of your neighbours.

And mind you thats not the case just with me.




Hmmm.

Happy Birthday Krit Almighty :)

The best way to celebrate your birthday..................

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Couldnt think of any better way to wish one of my bestest friends ever a happy birthday ;)

Ok ok on a serious note many many happy returns of the day Krit.You are one of the bestest friends I have ever had and even with all your bad habis (ok ok teri image yahan nahi bigadoongi by counting them here :p),pathetic jokes,fights with me...Even knowing the fact that you dont care for me even the half of as much as I care for...even knowing the fact that I dont come in the list of your bestest friends...I still respect you more than I think I respect any of my other friends...and I still love you :)....I look upto you its as simple as that :)

And now its getting too emotional and isse pehle ki tu yahan se bhaag jaye I should end this post :p

From Nyk,Andy,Lucky and me.....Happy Birthday once again :)

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And hey hope you'll like our surprise too :D

Strangely

People need to be.....

- drunk to talk;
- forgetful to forgive;
- psychotic to be passionate;
- hurt to be honest;
- confused to think;
- crazy to love.





Strange indeed.

Tomorrow is Dad's operation and I am so damn worried.Just hope everything goes well :S

GOD BE WITH ALL OF US :S

Essential bole to mast :D

Morning mein:
1. Mamma ke haath ki chai
2. Mamma,Papa ke saath social topics par heated discussion
3. Bhai ka call
4. Mamma ki gappein
5. Vividbharti playing old hindi songs on Radio :p


Dopahar mein: (college etc etc etc)
1. Long canteen breaks in college
2. Gossip about our college management :p
3. Running to the coaching.
4. Ragad Ragad ke padhayee :(
5. lucky se cell par baat :D


Evening mein:
1. Zee ke boring serials (coz of mamma)
2. Mom ki kahaniyan
3. Homework :(
4.Doston se net par guftagoo
5. Meri aur Lucky ki masti :D

Raat mein:
1. Meri aur lucky ki masti continued :p
2. Late night padhayee n sms..ing :p
3.Dreams
4. Chaukidaar ki siti
5. My bed, four pillows and yes yawn yawn




:D:D:D
Now write your essentials in the comments :)

You have this knack of hurting me again and again and again and again (that goes endless lolzzz).But hey I am not blaming you.Its not like its your fault that after all that has happened between us I still search for reasons to trust you.Its not your fault that I cant just cant stop myself from caring about you.Its not your fault that I always forgive you and again start looking forward to hearing from you.But I do.....





Crazily,insanely,stupidly,idiotically I do....






Hunh when will I learn :((

The Fern And The Bamboo Tree

One day she decided to quit.... she quit her studies, her relationship, her Spirituality.. She wanted to quit her life. She went to the woods to have One last talk with God.

"God", she said. "Can you give me one good reason not to quit?"

His answer surprised her...

"Look around", He said. "Do you see the fern and the bamboo?"

"Yes", she replied.

"When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of Them. I gave them light. I gave them water. The fern quickly grew from The earth. Its brilliant green covered the floor. Yet nothing came from The bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo.

In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful. And again, Nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo".He said.

"In the third year, there was still nothing from the bamboo Seed. But I would not quit."

"In the fourth year, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed. But I would not quit."

He said. "Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth. Compared to the fern it was seemingly small and insignific ant.

But just 6 months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall. It had Spent the five years growing roots. Those roots made it strong and gave It what it needed to survive. I would not give any of my creations a Challenge it could not handle."

He said to me. "Did you know, my child, that all this time you have Been struggling, you have actually been growing roots. I would not quit on The bamboo. I will never quit on you. Don't compare yourself to Others.

"He said. "The bamboo had a different purpose than the fern, yet, they Both make the forest beautiful."

"Your time will come," God said to me. " You will rise high!"

"How high should I rise" She asked.

"How high will the bamboo rise?" He asked in return.

"As high as it can?" She questioned.

"Yes." He said, "Give me glory by rising as high as you can."

She left the forest.




I hope these words can help you see that God will never give up on you...




Never regret a day in your life.
Good days give you Happiness.
Bad days give you Experiences.
Both are essential to life.
Keep going...
Happiness keeps you Sweet,
Trials keep you Strong,
Sorrows keep you Human,
Failures keep you Humble,
Success keeps You Glowing,
But Only God keeps You Going!



God is so big He can cover the whole world with his Love
and so small He can curl up inside your heart.

Luck

"I'm mighty lucky. People understand me so well, whenever I get stressed at all of them and feel like yelling to them to leave me alone, I turn back to find that they already have."
~Anonymous

Mooning on...

"There! Look at the moon. Isn't it amazingly pretty? Bright, full, hopeful. Now look again. Do you see the craters, the dents on its face, the pain that even the night can't hide for it? Is the moon smiling? Is it even watching me down here, an insignificant soul walking alone in the darkness of yet another night? Alone? Am I really alone? I have you, don't I? I'm talking to you as I walk. That means I'm not alone. I have you! But who are you? You are also me right. An invisible intangible unassailable version of me. You're everything that's good about me, and also everything that's bad about me. But I still like you. I like talking to you. Others may call me crazy, but...well..if I did not talk to you, wouldn't this walk be a lot lonelier?"

"Tell me, what do you think of the moon? Is it deceptive? Is it an illusion of beauty or a symbol of hope? Why does it conjure romantic images? Tell me, what do you think of romance? Or love for that matter...is it any good? You know for a long time I believed I was in love merely with the idea of love, with the hard-sold concept. But now, I can't see love and hatred as two distinct things any longer. The more I think about it, the more merged and indistinguishable they seem. It's just an intensity, a passion, a rush in the head when everything spins like crazy, a mere emotion. Emotions are silly things. Some people think my biggest problem, or the biggest discomfort I cause is being too emotional. They are discomforted by me, you see. Why do I care about some people? I don't know why, but it seems I do. Emotions again, I guess, but both you and I have both got used to being foolish and hurt over and over. Yeah, being emotional is a problem. But, there's no me separably apart from this problem. There's no me separably apart from you either. You listen and you understand, and at least you never quit on me, even when I do. You're wonderful."

"But if I confess to you, even with you here, I feel incomplete. I know you're listening but I don't know what I'm saying any more. I feel petty and unwanted. As if this long road I'm walking on is going to stay the same forever...long unwinding and alone. As if this night is never going to fade and I'd never hear another voice. And slowly, you'd get tired and fade away too, or you'd simply get bored of my blabber and run away. Heavens, how much do I talk!!(No wonder they hate it) So I was saying, you may run away too, and then my voice would be lost in the emptiness around me and my ears will go deaf by the silence. Would I still continue to walk? Well, what else. As if there was a choice! But look there, I think the moon is smiling."

"Ah no...the moon's hid now. It must have been saying bye to earth. It would have said bye to me too, I'm sure, if it knew I was here. Anyway, it's darker now. But the breeze is great, right. So tell me, what do you think of the breeze..?"

All dressed up....

I know i had vanished somewhere for a while but hey I am back now....just came back from the wedding of my cousin n man was it fun!!! :D n d biggest fun part was jijaji ko khoob loota :p:D....None of my other grown up cousin sisters were able to make it to the wedding...Being alone I got the most special treatment of my life ahem ahem ahem!!!...ye baat aur hai ki akelel hone pe kaam bhi utna he karna pada lolzzzzzz so here are some moments of the wedding to share with you all :)

Echoing Silences

If I lose you, my love
I'm scared, not of
Years wasted
And neither shall I
Find myself unable to live without you
[I'll be strong and move on
And all that, you know!]
What does scare me, love
Is the thought of
My dreams, trashed -
Rendered pointless
Of pain excruciating, But meaningless
Of a pain that will
Fade away with time -
Like a fading rag in the sun
There are things you're not supposed to
Talk objectively about
And I dread being talked of
Objectively - as your past
Like a long-forgotten taste of
Vanilla flavored coffee
And, sunshine, don't let my memory
Come as a lump of guilt
Or a pang of heartache
Or a moment of sundown
Let it play in the twitch of your smile
And promise me,
That a part of me will continue to live in you
And I swear, that
A part of you shall forever be in my soul.

Nothing seems real anymore

Inside I know there's so much
I come to write it out
And I end up with scribbles
Nothing feels real anymore
Have I forgotten how easy
The words used to flow?
How everything was let out
And deeply from the heart?
Do I no longer know what I feel?
Pleading with life to just sweep me up
Going with the wind carelessly
Unfeelingly, and numb like a twig
Everything I'm feeling is
Unfelt, as if I'm not there
Unreal, as if I'm just asleep
And pain doesn't even exist
Maybe I'm setting myself on auto-life
A life of absense and unfelt emotions
A life with no needs of happiness
Nor pain from grieving loss
Just a life accomplishing a goal
A goal that another has set for me
And I'm unaware of it all :(

A brother like you

Someone who will understand

Who knows the way I feel in every situtation

Their concern is very real

Someone who has walked my way

Who knows my every need

Times when they would see me cry

Their heart would nearly bleed

Everyone should have a brother the way I do

Richly blessed is what I am

To have a brother like you :)

This is for my chota wala bro Andy Candy.Exactly one year back I met him in the Bryan Adams community of orkut and I feel so fortunate to have him :).Had always wanted a kid bro someone I could jamao hak on lolzzzz and finally god gave me one :)

He is all things attached into one....kid bro,good friend,at times bada wala bro too when a tough hand is needed to handle me lol.Comes in the list of very very few people who I could call my own :)

Dunno what to say bro I am kinda out of words today...all I can say is thnx for being there for me...always :)

A Year A lifetime

Yesterday was the first anniversary of my friendship with Lucky.Cant believ a whole year has already passed since I met her.Cant also believ that its just been one year since I know her...feels like a lifetime....feels like I have known her forever :)

Yesterday was one of the most precious moments I have shared with her/We met in the Brian Adams fans community of Orkut.We both just opened up the old pages of the community (after a hell of a lot of searching) and went through the first convo we had or shall we say the first time me n Lucky teamed up for the boys vs gals game.

Got me all mushy mushy.Kahan gaye wo din...jab we were kids,koi tension nahi lete the....xcept for the tension of doing anything to win the game by hook or by crook lol :D...got tears in my eyes....made me nostalgic :(

I seriously want those days...that me back....yes I know I have changed...why..how I dunno all I know is that it has happened & I miss that old Shaivi :(

Anyways this post is dedicated to my friendship (thats too lame a word for what I share with her...but couldnt find a word to describe it too coz it dosent exist lol) with this charming, lively,always smiling gal Lucky....mela Tonu...luv ya baby...luv ya for being there,luv ya for making me feel so special,luv ya for our friendship,luv ya.....FOR JUST BEING YOU :)

Something beautiful I came across

These lines touched me soo much I am beyond words

I'm not begging you to love me.

I'm not really even asking you to.

But isn't it alright if i cherish that hope in my heart ?

If i just dream of holding your hand it will hurt me and not you.

I'll try to keep my eyes from shining when they see you and

I promise not to smile a special smile when you say hello.

But please...

Don't ask me

Not to love you.

Days,Moments,Times

Some time it feels nauseating
At other times exhilarating

Days.......
..........When I am at the top
......... When I am scraping at the bottom
......... When I feel I am destined to be somebody
......... When I feel Nobody is not a bad option
......... When I long for someone
......... When I don't give a damn

Moments..........
................ When I want my friends to talk to me
................ When I want them to just shut the fuck up
................ When I want people to surround me
................ When I want to be a recluse
................ When I can't stop loving her
................ When I can't stop loving myself
................ When I hate myself

Times.......
...........When I soar
.......... When I fall



P.S. How many "dots" are there in this dumb post!!!

:((

Meko kichi che baat nahi karni chub gande hain
Krit
Andy
Gaurav
Amit
Chub ke chub :((

Waiting....

I watched you going
till you blurred in the horizon
Right where you left me
I simply stood on
Savouring the last sight
and thinking that you might
once, maybe once
turn backward to see
A separated us, a waiting me.
You didn't care, I hoped till hope
and now you are visible no more
I wonder whether to stay
for if you return
when you return
I want to be right here
so you can find me
but then I wonder
will you ever return?
Or should I move on?
Whatever that means.

Of Sweet People

I was reading testimonials. Of good people and of not so good people (according to my opinion of them! I judge sometimes...!) And i came to the following conclusion:

We've heard a million times and we say a million times that all of us have positives and negatives. But do we really believe in that when we hate someone?

So when you read a testimonial what do you see? The sweetest person on earth is the person you are reading about. And that happens on all profile pages. Conclusion: everyone on earth is sweet...and nice...and cute...*read a testimonial, any for that matter, for more adjectives*

There's a quote by Mother Teresa that says 'if you judge people, you have no time to love them'. So true, but so difficult to follow! Next time you're angry at someone, and really can't understand why on earth such people survive, read his testimonial.



And for that, Orkut should be made mandatory for the 6 billion plus population of earth :D :P

Its Rocking

Life is just rocking these days.

Good in all perspectives :D

Unconditional love

"So, what are you thinking? You've not spoken for like 10 minutes. What makes you yak in class so much?"

"Nothing. Just...ummm...well...I have to say it. And ...err..I love you." Aryan's hands were actually shaking.

Neeru looked at Aryan as if she wanted to say something. Instead, she just picked up her purse and drove away in her car.

Aryan was shocked, to say the least. After 10 days of struggle he had managed to ask her out. It was different that he could only manage to take her as far as the canteen! After 1 month, he had said what he was dying to confess. And she left without saying anything at all? Did he say it too soon? He couldn't believe his luck.

He didn't hear from her for many days. She wasn't attending the routine lectures as well. He was missing her presence on the last bench. It had only been a month that they had started sitting together in the maths class. Neeru hated the last bench. But the ever growing population in class had forced her to come and sit next to Aryan that afternoon, and things were never the same after that. He remembered how troubled she was the first day, how he reserved a seat for her the next day and how they became instant friends. There was something about her. So mature, so fun to be with, so pretty...Aryan just loved everything about her.

"What's wrong with Neeru?" Aryan clutched Jaya's hand. "She's not answering my phone calls, not attending classes. is everything alright?"

"She doesn't want to see you," Jaya answered trying to avoid eye contact.

"But why? I guess you know everything. If she is not interested, she can tell me. I don't want to lose her friendship like this. Please Jaya, help me out on this. Ask her to talk to me. Pleaseee"

"Stop being kiddish. Neeru's not your type..."

"What do you mean she's not my type. I like her, I like her a lot. Did she say something to you."

"Aryan, you know nothing about her. Please forget everything. It's not going to work out."

"Is it about her leg?"

Jaya could not believe this. She didn't say a word and left.

"He knows Neeru. He knows everything about you."

"And still. He doesn't know what he is getting into. What, is he trying to make fun of me like he does every time? I can't take this Jaya."

"Why are you doing this. I know you like him too. If he has no problem, then why are you being such a Goddess. We all need someone to be with..."

"Oh, shut up. I'm not being a Goddess Jaya. Its just...Its just that when he'll know the actual picture, he may not be able to live with it. And wont that be more painful than this?"

"But.."

"No ifs and buts, you know how I have planned my life. I don't want to burden someone with the pain I go through. I like him, but that doesn't give me the right to spoil his life. Its just not happening," she said the last few words rather softly and banged the door behind her.

Jaya wanted to help. She wanted things to work out between Aryan and Neeru. She had not seen Neeru as happy as she was in the last one month since that fatal night.

Last 10 years had been testing for Neeru. She was 11 when she lost her leg in an accident. For a year she was on bed fighting with a spinal fracture. Then she got an artificial leg. Life at school was difficult for kids didn't understand. As a teenager she was sympathized with and she hated that. She had quite a few friends and because of her carefree attitude, she didn't let the accident change her life. She was excellent with numbers and had planned to finish her M.A and then go for a PhD in New York where her uncle lived. Getting a job of a lecturer would be easy then. love and marriage were two things she never thought about. Or rather, she avoided thinking about for she knew it wasn't going to happen. All well thought of, this was nothing close to what she had expected in life.

Aryan was surprised to see her in the class on Monday. "Hi! Can we be friends?" Aryan couldn't control his enthusiasm after class.

"I have to go home." Neeru just didn't want to respond.

"But you have to talk to me before that. I tried calling you up a million times. If you didn't like what I said, it doesn't mean that you have to start avoiding me? This is insane Neeru. Please, grow up."

"Oh, you grow up. Listen, these classes are extremely important to me. And I don't want you interfering. Just...please..."

Aryan grabbed her. And made her walk with him to the bench. He made her sit, took her palm in his, sat on his knees and said, "Neeru, I know why you don't want to see me. Don't hate Jaya, but she told me everything. Not because she sympathizes. But because I had to know how you felt. I love you, and i want to spend the rest of my life being with you. You know why? Because I love the little girl in you who comes and sits next to me even when her favorite seat is vacant. Because I love the way you get Jaya's favorite dish for tiffin even when you hate it. Because I love your strength, your courage and your honesty. Because I love the fact that are shit scared of driving a car but you still won't hire a driver. Because, you are the only woman I know who can get 13*17 in a fraction of a second...

"Neeru smiled. Her tears were uncontrollable now. "And what about the leg. How would you feel when I wont be able to do a million things anyone else could do?"

"If you loved me, and I was in the same situation, would your love change?"

"Yes, it would have..." mumbled Neeru.

"Then we think differently. Who knows, the day I get married, my wife meets with an accident and she can never walk again? Will I leave her? Leave that, if you can drive a car, if you can do a PhD and become a lecturer, what makes you think you cant do other things?"

"But right now you have a choice to meet a perfect person..."

"For me, you are perfect. And I will love you in sickness and in health, no matter how filmy that sounds. And if you love me too Neeru, please trust me. I cant promise you to be a perfect husband, but I will give it my best shot..."

"What makes you think you won't?" smiled Neeru.

Aryan smiled too and he lightly kissed her hand. "Our kids would be beauty with brains, aah I love that!"

"Depends. What if they get all your genes?"

Did they live happily ever after? I bet, they did...

**Not all stories are like that - short and simple. Not all have a happy ending. Every Neeru doesn't meet an Aryan. Not all Neeru's need an Aryan. Yet, unconditional love is the most beautiful thing on earth. Its a rare blessing. This is for ALL the people who love unconditionally. This is specially for you**

Antonymns

I have found that:
The opposite of Love is not Hate, but Indifference,
The opposite of a Friend is not a Foe, but a Stranger,
The opposite of Life is not Death, but Idleness,
The opposite of Winning is not Losing, but Quitting,
The opposite of Sound is not Void, but Noise,
The opposite of Noise is not Quiet, but Forlornness,
The opposite of a Promise is not a Breach of it, but an Expectation of it,
The opposite of Me is not You, but only Me!

:-)

Maybe

If you give me back the control of my life
Maybe I'll stop caring for you
If you stop coming to my dreams each night
Maybe I'll stop thinking of you
If you remove the imprint of your name from my heartbeat
Maybe I'll stop praying for you
If you erase from my mind "our" memories sweet
Maybe I'll stop remembering you
If you cease being your nice and thoughtful self
Maybe I'll stop liking you
If you can make me breath once without yourself
Maybe Ill learn living without you
If you can separate yourself from my soul
Maybe I'll stop feeling you within
If you can make me deaf-totally, as a whole
Maybe I'll stop hearing only you in a din
If you can replace my passion with malice
Maybe i'll be able to hate you and your thought
If you can take away from me my life
Maybe I'll stop loving you, or maybe not.

At peace

Yeah thats how I am feeling and so so happy and you know why?????socho socho...:p...ok batati hoon.....me and a very very old friend made it up yesterday....it had been more than a year since we fighted and parted our ways but stil it always felt that somehow a lot of things have been left unsaid.However ugly it got in the end but we were real gud friends and he was one person who had always been there at the back of my mind.However happy and contented I became there was always something missing in it and now I realise why

We both were at fault kiski zyada thi that I dunno but we both finally admitted it and also appreciated how much the other person meant to one.Its good to have you back again Nitin...and I hope our friendship is here to stay :)..so good and most of all I am finally at peace with myself over this issue that we didnt contaminate our friendship like that :)

Happy Navratri

The shortest sollution to any problem is to minimise the distance between your knees and the floor....................

Those who kneel down to GOD can stand up to anything.

Heres wishing a Happy Navratri to all ...my friends....those who are regular on this blog...those who dont even bother to open it lol...those who dont know about it ....and all those people who ghoomte ghaamte come across this blog :)....May Goddess Durga shower her blessings on each one of you :)

We think,therefore we are...women!

Now this one's not being written in a very good mood. Why? U ask. Well, i have no idea!So thats that, do females, and i say this for most of us, need a reason to worry/think?

We tend to make everything a big deal at times. Why, I have no clue. Somethings deserve our thoughts, but then we tend to indulge in a lot of unnecessary crap as well.

Lets say there is a party next week. So what to wear? Now next week is like 7 days later...but we need to THINK now! That will decide how many parlor visits we need to make before the D day, when do we have to shampoo our hair, how we'll reach the venue, how will we talk to our boyfriend on phone that night so we have to make up one night before, and the resttt!

This party is a HUGE affair, so it becomes a BIG issue . Lets just excuse it. How about what movie to watch tomorrow? Now the woman is thinking. Last comedy was awful. Action? What, thats not our genre. Romance...i need to buy tissues. Whom to go with? Well, if I ask X, I will have to take Y along. I don't like Y. If I go with A, B will not like it. If I take B, A's a prob. The Woman goes with A, has completely 'thought' of the reasons she would give B...

Now movies are entertainment. Lets just sleep. This too gets undue importance sometimes! If she sleeps at 12 today, her cycle will break. You know, routine. Yesterday she slept at 2 and woke up at 10, and I know u know the rest! If she sleeps at the usual 2, how will she able to start a new routine of waking up early? And if she sleeps at 1, she would be thinking of all the BIG things in the world and end up sleeping at 2 'thinking' why she didn't actually sleep at 2. She could have blogged u know!

And thats a woman's brain for you. Thinking brain. Sometimes its irritating for us too. We do realize that thinking is injurious to health. Thats why men, they-are-so-smart-men, don't think at all! And we hate them for that. Guess that's why we take their responsibilities too and think twice as much!

We think about the big, the small, and the minuscule. Its not our fault. Just like crying isn't. And well, there's a big post on crying coming up soon. Its my favorite hobby. Oh, no wait, its thinking. Umm..will have to think on this one!


*the post has been written in an extremely light hearted manner..and should be taken in the same spirit!!*