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My Last Poem

No more words.
Nothing, never.
There've been too many already.
Just a silence-long, deep, eternal
A decay-painful, slow, but steady.
The only window to my mind still open
Is contaminating the machine; I'm getting rusty
This window needs to be shut down now
The storms are too strong and too dusty.
We've seen together moments good and bad
Some special, some anguished, of praises and fights
For all the love, the friendship, the admiration
And equally the pain-I'm as grateful as one might
Maybe you'd complain there's too much unsaid
And unheard, still, the decision won't bend
I beg you not to protest or plead, just remember
All things, good and bad, come to an end
Incarnations cease to exist, but existence cannot.
Though I'd hate to, but I'll still be-invisible, but around.
I've lived for long, undeservedly, in your hearts &
As I empty this crazy home, it's only grief, and gratitude, profound.
Do me a last favour, fulfill the last wish
Do not wipe my tears, and do not question why and I promise to stay as near to your heart
As u want; Just call my name out, for once,try
I'll live in the words I'm robbed off today
In coincidences from past, in every empty look
Tomorrow may not exist, today may be oblivious
So I'll be yesterday-until you chose to shut the History book
I beg you not mercy for selfishness unabated
I beg you not pity to this selfish piece of matter
I beg you not a chance to explain or justify
I just beg you to move on, and forget.


Hi everyone,

I know it may come as unexpected to most of you, but the words above say it all I guess, and whatever they don't, would never be said. Those who can, would have already heard them.I wanna thank everyone who ever came to this blog, who ever read anything i wrote, and to all those who cared to comment, criticise and appreciate. A 1000+ hit count and perpertual comments prove that.
THANX A LOT.
Please understand that this has nothing to do with any one of you.This message is specially for Lucky,Andy and Krit coz I know thats what you alll gonna believ as soon as you see this.NO ITS NOT.Its just my very own personal decision which is not in any way whatsoever related to any of you. Once I changed as a person and started writing.I am changing again,this time I'll stop writing
I'm not gonna delete this page...
I can't for I have loved it too much.
But I won't post again..
Still, I'll be around, for I don't have a choice.
Incarnations cease to exist, but existence cannot
If u ever liked or loathed anything on this page, or the person behind it, do me a favour. Do not ask me to change my decision, for I won't. I beg you not to protest or plead- the decision will not bend Anyway, if u ever regarded me as a friend, dont be afraid..u r not gonna LOSE me. I'll be there, always, as long as I am.
Another thing...please dont mention anything related to this on orkut as am not logging in there these days and hence wont be able to delete any related scraps
I guess have said enough, more than I needed to.
No more words.
Nothing, never.
There've been too many already.

GoodBye
Lots of love and luck
Shaivi

Tu mere saath hai...:(

I firmly believe in the power of music. Some songs have the capability to penetrate the thickest of the skins and reach the soul… They touch strings of your heart, you din know existed.
Nahin Saamne is one such song… It makes me cry every single time I listen to it. Yes! Every single time. And if i listen to it 5 times a day, I know ill cry 5 times at least that day. And that too one particular piece of music…



These days this song has started having a new meaning in my life




Dekho chod ke kis raste wo jaate hain
saare raste wapas mere
dil ko aate hain

Nahi saamne ye alag baat hai
nahi saamne ye alag baat hai
mere paas haiiiiiii
mere pass hai tu mere pass hai
mere pass hai tu mere pass hai
mere saath hai
mere saath hai

Tera naam maine liya hai yahan
mujhe yaad tune kiya hai wahan
tera naam maine liya hai yahan
mujhe yaad tune kiya hai wahan
bade zor ki aaj barsaat hai
bade zor ki aaj barsaat haiiiiiii
mere pass hai tu mere pass hai
mere pass hai tu mere pass hai
mere saath hai
mere saath hai

Bichad ke bhi mujhse juda tu nahi
khafa hai magar bewafa tu nahi
bichad ke bhi mujhse juda tu nahi
khafa hai magar bewafa tu nahi
mere haath mei he tera haath hai
mere haath mei he tera haath haiiiiii
mere pass hai tu mere pass hai
mere pass hai tu mere pass hai
mere saath hai
mere saath hai

mere pass
mere pass hai
mere saath
mere saath hai
mere pass hai
mere pass hai

:((

Stop fighting!!! ...And hey happy birthday

I'm old enough and therefore wise;

With age our brains grow bigger in size.

So I wish for you a long, long life,

So your brain can grow bigger and stop causing strife.
And although we often disagree,

There’s a strong hope that I can see,

For it’s birthday time; a year has passed;

Your brain is getting bigger fast.
Before too long, your bulb may light;

No longer will you want to fight,

Because when you have a brighter mind,

It will be easier for us to think in kind.
With each year you live your thinking grows stronger,

And that’s why I wish you’ll live a whole lot longer.

Happy Birthday!

Tere liye senti stuff bahut ho gaya so thought to write something like this :P

Happy Birthday Candy :)

This is from Krit me n Lucky :)

Random thoughts and observations

# You could go to any part of the world, earn as much money as you want, but your home country/city will always be on top of your list.

# If you think you know what a woman goes through every month when she is PMSing, take that thought and throw it out of the window. You never could understand and you never will… You just are not made to understand it!

# Pretty girls almost always end up with not-so-good-looking guys when they could have easily had the best ones… ever wondered why?

# People, as a rule, are not satisfied with their lives… irrespective of the position or the cadre. They always have some unfulfilled desire.

# Never and I mean never even think about over taking guys on the road.Even if the need arises to do so,better slow down as much as possible or just stop and let them go but dont over take!!!

# Happiness is the most un-sought-after and difficult-to-attain wealth.

# The single most frightening thought that comes in the mind of a woman frequently is the fear of being raped. This fear is more than the fear of death!

# Adults LOVE to read comics… Though few are ready to accept it.

# Given a chance, most of us would love to go back to our school, and will probably sit in the same bench we used to.

# It is indeed only a woman, who can take hot wax, put it on her body, and then peel it off… every month!!!

# There is always some part of your body, you wish you could change.

# The best food and the most expensive food in the world can not beat the simple food cooked by your mom.


Enough bakar for the moment… More later :D

Beautiful....

प्रेम अपने सिवाय कुछ नही देता और अपने सिवाय दूसरे किसी से कुछ नही लेता,प्रेम किसी पर अधिकार नही करता,न अपने ऊपर किसी का अधिकार स्वीकार करता है,क्यूंकि प्रेम अपने लिए अपने आप में ही पर्याप्त है ।


Something beautiful I came across

A boy?!?Where???

Well, hee hee, we're so used to seeing nothing but girls in college that if one or two dudes are seen anywhere in college, our first reaction is to stare, rub our eyes in disbelief and walk on, wondering what new event allowed them to step into our hallowed premises. And me, having spent nearly my entire school life in only girls school(Apni to kismat he kharab hai :P).Now, as I see it, it's so ironic...recently I've made more 'guy' friends than I could ever hope to . It's a nice change - personally, I think guys are a LOT easier to talk to(Tonu and a few others are exception here:)). No bitching, double meanings or crap. Just plain straight-forwardness...that's how I am too. As for these dudes I'm friends with; they're nice, intelligent, have a sense of humour and are capable of striking a meaningful conversation. A welcome change from girls who behave one way to your face and change as fast as a chameleon as soon as you're gone. :)

But still college rocks - without the guys too - :) :P

Proud to call.....

Every morning as I wake up

I think of you

As the hero that came into my life

More and more you appeared to me

When I was in strife

Afraid I could not live wothout you in my life

I only prayed every day and every night

To have a brother like you by my side

When I was hurt so many times

You never let me down

Therefore I am proud

To call you a true brother

Even though I know you are not a child of my parents

To me you'll always be

My chota wala bro

And remembered you see

As the sugar 'Candy' of my life

Forever the memory will seem right

For me you are.... Not a brother by birth but a brother by right :-)

A personalised message for him:-

Bhai I am not going anywhere and even when I was leavin it was never and I repeat never coz of you.It was coz of myself only ...anyways thats not what I wanna say here.What I wana say is itni aasani se tera peecha nahi chodne wali main...tu pareshan ho jayega but am not gonna leave you :P...Infact once you have a gal in your life (ahem ahem ahem bhai :P) it will actually irritate the hell out of you ki teri deeds kabhi tujhe akela kyun nahi chodti :P :D...and sorry for the pathetic rhyming of the poem above heheheh :P

I fighted and said bye to everyone and am feeling so yucky





and everyone was just so understanding...they so good and I am so bad :((

I wonder....

The counter of my blog has recently crossed the 1000 mark ... with the last 400 odd hits coming in the last 10 days. I wonder who has the time and inclination to view all the crap that i write. :p

Ok on a serious note I wanna thank all those ep\ople who very faithfully come to my blog regularly even when at times what I give are sulky posts.:) I know a lot of people do visit it regularly even though I hardly get any comments.Thats okay with me.This number tells in itself that people do like my blog even though they dont mention it much :)

Thanks again :D

Gone are the days....

When:-
The school reopened in April,
And we settled in our new desks and benches!

When:-
We queued up in book depot,
And got our new books and notes!

When:-
We wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.
We learnt writing with slates and pencils, and progressed to fountain pens and ball pens.

When:-
We began drawing with crayons and evolved to colour pencils and sketch pens and finally water colours!

When:-
We chased one another in the corridors in intervals, and returned to the classrooms drenched in sweat!

When:-
We had lunch in classrooms, corridors,playgrounds,under the trees and even in cycle sheds!

When:-
A single P.T. period in the week's Time Table,was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons!

When:-
Few rushed at 1:45 to"Conquer" window seats in our School bus!
While few others had "Big Fun", "peppermint","Kulfi", "milk ice!" and "sharbat!" at 2 o' Clock!

Gone are the days
Of Sports Day,
and the annual School Day,
And the one-month long
preparations for them.

Gone are the days
Of the stressful surprise tests,
Quarterly,Half Yearly and Annual Exams, and the most
enjoyed holidays after them!

Gone are the days
of tenth and twelfth standards,
when spent almost the whole year
writing revision tests!

We learnt,

We enjoyed,

We played,

We won,

We lost,

We laughed,

We cried,

We fought,

We thought.

With so much fun in them, so many friends,

So much experience, all this and more!














Since the day watched TZP kinda getting nostalgic about my school days
Yeah I know I still have the college days going but those days were something else and none can compare to that right???:)

Good times!!!

And thats why I love Garfield.

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.