Thursday, 20 October 2011

I quit




" I quit "
not a cigarrete nor alcohol, but hopes on you.
It's your birthday, i know i was harassing you allot in last few days, or might be its my assumptions because it was me who was fiddling around you, around your life in search of a new hope. You were all stable..enjoying your life and work as usual. So its not your fault.

Just to be around you or nearby you i made your life as mine and your friends as mine, so much so that they became really close to me gathering together some of the best memories of life. I forgot that they finally belong to you. I was not so sure of taking up this step of quitting but i had to seeing you walking so far that i was not even able to see your shadow around.

Your name, make something run down to my spine as if an electric shock, so you can imagine what kind of effect you have on me when i want to call it a quit. M just so not thinking straight and practical when i think about you because i fell in love with you. You took my heart amongst 1 billion population of India. You made me jealous when i was not bothered about anything in life.

It was your birthday and i decided that there can be nothing more than the gift of life where there is no presence of me in your life neither any of your friends life. I gave it a quit because you wanted it to call it a quit. "Happy Birthday".."Now??Its tomorrow.."..."I guess m not calling you tomorrow".."Why".."Because you deserve a life without me and not with me".."your wish"..."No...it was your wish".."Can i ask you something?"..."Yes".."Have you moved on??"..."Yes..almost"..."Happy Birthday"..."Thanks"..."Good Bye..Forever"..."Bye".

The last conversation and the last few words.
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Wednesday, 14 September 2011

A new feeling


I was stuck to it for months and years. But not now. I dont know what changed in me. I want to rejoice this moment of realization of being free and independent. I don't have the baggage of how the other person will think if i do something wiered. Its so freeking awesome to know that i have got back my wings and m upto fly. With no directions ahead but it has to be made.

I want to be just myself without pretending that m fine or happy. I will not be compromising any of my wishes just to make it special. I can walk and dance and live my life on my terms and conditions. There is no emotional trauma or baggage which m going to carry and just be as carefree as possible.

There is not going to be any lying to anybody about anything. No expectations and no restrictions. Do what so ever i ever want to do and roam with anybody as its not going to be anybody's business now. Look good to flaunt it and feel good about myself and not to impress anybody. No freaking compromises of sleeps for those stupid talks and have a fresh morning all together.

Focus more on present things then thinking of moments which are not going to be back together. I need to take care of myself to be independent and practical about the whole idea of life. M going to take decision for my life and nobody else. No bossing around and no domination. Have as many eye contacts as possible and look around for those eye candies and nobody will even stop you to do that.lol.

This is a new feeling which m enjoying it and wants to enjoy it as much as possible...!!
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Monday, 12 September 2011

An empty mind is a devils place.




Idleness means you have no particular goal in mind and thus you can be easily distracted. It happens with most of us that we suddenly start behaving so weird with a particular person or regarding a particular situation that we forget we were never like this.

We all have strange ideas and our brain is churning 24*7 non stop. Empty minds can generate thoughts on a particular incident occurred or intended to be occuring in the near future. Recently i was recalling few incidents and i came to realize that half of the decision we take in our lives is when our minds are empty.

Does it ever happened to you, that when you don't have anything to do, you start thinking about something so intensely that you are obsessed about it in no time and gradually starts dreaming about it. We conjure up all sorts of thoughts that can scare us or make us crazy. It sometimes irritates you and sometimes dreamy.

You end up hurting un-intentionally to alot many people thinking that its just a dream or a movie where everyhting at the end is going to be fine . But in todays movies sometimes there are no happy endings.

Similarly, in real life, if you fail to come out of this break of empty mind soon, then you are sure to miss alot of things and then later regret what you have missed in life. Take a break but not too long, work hard but make sure its smart, go on holiday to refresh and not to be alone in the corner of the world.

Life is beautiful. If you dont have friends no problemo, you have books to read, music to enjoy, places to explore, legs to walk and get tired at the end of the day to sleep peacefully. All you have to do is think creative ways to come out of it.

You are special. I'm special and nobody, even the empty mind of the other person have the right to hurt me.

I don't know, it made sense or not. But it surely did to me so sharing it.
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Saturday, 3 September 2011

Stories Connected..

Story 1:


There was a small girl named raina. One day, she saw her mom cooking a nice pomfret for dinner. Raina went to the kitchen and told her that i want to learn how to make this. Her mom agrees to her and starts explaining the process, and in that process she tells her that the pomfret should be cut in 3 pieces. So immediately raina asked ma “But why it has to be in 3 pieces?". Mom replies "Because it has to be in 3". Raina again insisted on "Why". So raina's mother calls up her mother to ask "why is the pomfret cut in only 3 pieces and not more than that?" The grandmother replies “Because my mother taught me to cut in 3 pieces. And there was no specific reason for that.” Co-incidentally, raina's great grandmother was still alive, so her mother called her and asked "why was the pomfret cut in 3 pieces only?" she replied "because we had a small fry pan at that time, that is the reason we cut it into 3 pieces. But now when you have big fry pans you can cut into as many pieces as you want."

So guys did anybody got the conclusion of this overall story?

Conclusion: Reason is man's tool of understanding. Reason is the process of thinking. Reason requires clear, identifiable building blocks. It uses ideas, memories, emotions and sensory input. Today we get into anything aimlessly. We get started with any organization not knowing the steps and process of it, or either says any course which you know if completed it will give you name, fame, money. You know the end result but what about the steps, hard work, knowledge involved in it. People today opt for CS, CA, UPSC only because they see BIG money, do they know why they want to do CS or CA? Many of my friends do it. But when they complete the whole course they realize they were better for something else. We have so many options available, and we can make money out of anything. So many options have made the entire youngster’s life left in confused frame of mind. What to do exactly. And most of us go what either our parents say or do something what our friends are opting or if not either then see people who have made money out of anything and achieved success. But dude. Take a break, think what you want to do and why. Here "Why" is really important.

Story 2:

You take an orange and pierce it what will come out?
Answer: orange juice.



Take a mango and pierce it, what will come out?
Answer: Mango pulp.

Conclusion: Whatever is there inside comes out when it is pressurized. For example; a group of friends are enjoying their time in the evening, pulling each other’s leg. One of them in the group had a really bad day at work or he is going through some tension suppose, he is showing off that he is fine and normal, but one of your friend starts pulling his leg, the very moment he gets up and speaks up something which intoxicated the whole fun of the evening. It was not because he didn’t like it, but it was in where he wanted to take it out somewhere or other. In the corporate world when you are given a work you don’t like to do, even after putting in efforts, you were not able to be up to the mark, because it was of not of your interest. So, why to hide up those tension and frustration deep inside, when all you want to do is share and reduce the load of pressure.

Story 3:




Once SONIA GANDHI, L.K. Advani and Laloo Prasad Yadav were travelling in an autorickshaw. They met with an accident and all three of them died. Yama Raja was waiting for this moment at the doorstep of death. He asks Mrs. GANDHI and Advani to go to HEAVEN. But, for Laloo, Yama had already decided that he should be sent to HELL. Laloo is not at all happy with this decision. He asks Yama as to why this discrimination is being made. All the three of them had served the public. Similarly, all took bribes, all misused public positions, etc. Then why the differential treatment? He felt that there should be a formal test or an objective evaluation before a decision is made; and should not be just based on opinion or pre-conceived notions. Yama agrees to this and asks all the three of them to appear for an English test. Mrs GANDHI is asked to spell “INDIA” and she does it correctly. Advani is asked to spell " ENGLAND " and he too passes. It is Laloo's turn and he is asked to spell " CZECHOSLOVAKIA ".Laloo protests that he doesn't know English. He says this is not fair and that he was given a tough question and thus forced to fail with false intent. Yama then agrees to conduct a written test in Hindi (to give another chance assuming that Laloo should at least feel that Hindi would provide an equal platform for all three).Mrs GANDHI is asked to write "KUTTA BOLA BHOW BHOW". She writes it easily and passes. Advani is asked to write "BILLY BOLI MYAUN MYAUN". He too passes. Laloo is asked to write "BANDAR BOLA GURRRRRR....."Tough one. He fails again. Laloo is extremely unhappy. Having been a student of history (which the other two weren't),he now requested for all the 3 to be subjected to a test in history. Yama says OK but this would be the last chance and that he would not take any more tests. Mrs GANDHI is asked: "When did India get Independence?". She replied "1947" and passed. Advani is asked "How many people died during the independence struggle?”. He gets nervous. Yama asked him to choose from 3 options: 100,000 or 200,000or 300,000.Advani catches it and says 200,000 and passes. It’s Laloo's turn now. ‘Yama asks him to give the Name and Address of each of the 200,000 who died in the struggle. Laloo accepts defeat and agrees to go to HELL.

Moral of the story: IF YOUR MANAGEMENT HAS DECIDED TO SCREW YOU, THERE IS NO ESCAPE....!
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Tuesday, 30 August 2011

Why Bulls Hate the Color Red


Long ago, Bull did not hate the color red. And he was not angry the way he is today. In fact, he was as gentle as a cloud floating in the sky. But one day this all changed, and here is how it happened.

Back then, Bull loved to sleep even more than he loved to eat. And he did not like to be disturbed while he was sleeping. One morning, Cardinal flew down and landed on a huge rock. Cardinal didn’t realize that it was actually Bull, who was fast asleep. He flew up from behind and didn’t see Bull’s head or horns. Cardinal thought, “Maybe I’ll find some delicious seeds or grains to eat on top of this rock.” So he crawled up and began to peck at Bull.

Bull woke up. When he saw the little red bird, he was furious. Bull bellowed, “How dare you wake me up? I’ll teach you to peck at me!” Bull charged at Cardinal. The frightened, little bird flew away and never went near Bull again.

To this day, Bull still gets mad when he sees anything red. It reminds him of the time Cardinal woke him up. That’s why Bull charges whenever he sees a matador wave a red cape.
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Tuesday, 2 August 2011

Because i fell in love with you...



Have u ever loved sumone
But knew they didn't care?
Have u ever felt like crying
But Knew you'd get no where?

Have u ever looked into their eyes
And dint find ur image anywhere?
Have you ever looked into their hearts
And wished that you were there?

Have u ever felt their heartbeat,
When the lights were turned down low?
Have u ever whispered "I luv u"
But i can never let you know?

Love is grand, yet it hurts so much.
The price you pay is high.
If I could choose betwn Love n Death,
I'd rather choose to die.

So dnt fall in love, my frnd,
the pain is more than u think
it remains for life long,
But happiness goes away in a eye blink.

So dnt fall in love, my frnd,
You'll b hurt before it's through.
I know it hurts, my frnd
coz I fell in love with u.........
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Monday, 4 July 2011

Friends Forever


Friendship is a blessing, and a friend is the channel through whom great emotional, spiritual, and sometimes even physical blessings flow. Friends can cheer us when we’re sorrowful or depressed. Friends can challenge us when we allow ourselves to get beyond our reasonable boundaries. Friends can motivate us when we’re ready to give in, and they can provide for us when life falls apart. They are there when all is well, and we want someone with whom to share life’s pleasant and memorable moments. We often just want them around to have a good time, to laugh, to act silly, to enjoy some mutually liked activity. In how many ways have friends enriched our lives and made us feel loved, accepted, respected and cared for. Probably, too many to list, and the list grows daily.

Friends show us a different way of living in different situations and always want to see us happy without any expectations or any kind of sacrifice. Dare anyone raise their voice when you are with your friends and you are gone dude...Well i have my world around me with all kinds of friend and with whom i share a rappo on a different level. The best part is this is the first time all my friends are going to be together at one place. Everyone is close and special in their own unique way. Difficult whom to start with but this blog is dedicated to all my friends mentioned below :

Pooja Patil : A simple, down to earth person and my childhood friend since past 19 years. No matter what shit happens, we wont give up on each other. She describes us as
"Becoz d tym what we have spend together is unpredictable & unforgotable. Someone who makes you laugh until you can't stop. Someone who convinces you that there really is an unlocked door just
waiting for you to open it. Well in our good tyms & in our bad tyms frndz r d one who holds ur hand against d crowd to save u." Juice By That..!!!

Omkar duggal: Ok...!! Do i need to describe him?? Well.. A person who have seen the most pathetic and the most awesome face of mine. Walked through the thick and thins and yet enjoyed every moment. Enamored with him.

Brian D'souza : A friend who is and will always be remembered in the best chapter of my life.

Anjan Jagirdar : hehehe..A lazy ass....hahaha..The most irritating thing about him is, he just forgets that m a girl and he should behave when m around...hahaha..but that's OK.. he is just awesome in his own way. He can also be called as a sybarite as he id addicted to it.

Ekneet Kaur Saini: A person who have shown me the night life, the fun, the style, the attitude, the way to carry yourself. In all how to behave like a girl.We have taken all sorts of risk for each other. Trust me guys, we have actually had a candle light date on terrace and also on tankies sometimes. We have fought to be with each other and lied like anything just to meet each other.

Ruby Fernandes: A lady princess. Ahh.. I wish i was a guy..She is that one lady from whom you can learn alot of things. Discipline, love, motherhood and the most important thing "How to be a PERFECT housewife." If any of you get frustrated to go out for shopping with me..trut me you can never stand her.. She can bargain like anything. She knows very well how to save money.!!;)

Ali Sayyed : leeeeeee...!!! Mr.Ali Sufiyan Sayyed can abase you with words. You dare to debate with him and you are abdicated down by his most arbitered comments. He is a very jaunty personified guy and his jest can make you fall for him.

Hema Dube : The moment i listen to

Gotta get-get, gotta get-get
Gotta get-get, gotta g-g-g-get-get-get, get-get

Boom boom boom, gotta get-get
Boom boom boom, gotta get-get

I recall "The Hema Dance". Awesome dancer and the very outgoing person. Very practical and down to earth. I always tell her that "agar tu ladka hoti toh pakka ladkiyo ko barbad karke chodti"..hahaha. Always going through twist and turns and there should always be something new whenever we meet up.!!

Roshan Namboodri : Huge Muscular, fun loving and who simply hate girls crying. Awesome company to be with. A practical and also a sensitive man. A person who understand the unsaid words only because he have thought over it allot of time. Fan of Mallya's drink..and the one whom i can call up 11 in the night and cry or share anything.

Prasad Inmadar : A professional, socialized yet busy man. Wherever he is, he can make that place like his own. He can just gel around with anyone and everyone, who can just talk to you and make your mind go think "do i know him since so long?". He have the word power.

Pooja Yadav : My Hawwt Chocolava volacano. She is Hot, sexy, loves to dance and can just expect the unexpected from me..!! :) We were never "Good Friends" as such but it was just one incident and we were together since then. If i know few roads of Mumbai is all because of Pooja. M addicted to rikshaws than Buses and trains is all because of pooja. We fight and we abuse each other in love..heheh..we behave as if we dont know anything infront of guys. I can never forget my first drive to Marine lines and then the Sea link and then the movie and shopping etc etc..She just Lits up my world whenever she is around.

Divya Kalia : I call her "Jeneffer Lopez"..Oh yeaa she have a sexy mind blowing walk i have ever seen. A typical punjaban , with sweet smile and soft tone with a "Parandi" on the tip of her hair. My college friend since past 6 years now and still the moment we meet our talks have no end. I have shared a very precious bond with her and she will always be special. Just waiting for the Tickets to come up..!!;)

Nikhil Chellani : My "motu". Even if tomorrow he have his 6 pack Abs m still gonna call him motu.cos dats what he was when i met him for the first time. Never thought that an online fellow will be such a good and loving friend. The funniest part is, the moment i want to share anything and dont know what to do next, his call will be ringing on my cell to share his problem but i dont let him say anything and keep on sharing my part. But he is such a sweetheart that he will listen to everything very seriously and will hung up without sharing his part.

So that is my world around. Whats yours??
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Tuesday, 28 June 2011

A Last Love Letter.




The following is an article written by aniket ,it is a last letter written by a bf to his gf, also the characters used in the article are imaginative and do not intend to hurt or abuse any one's privacy:

Dear shoona,

Its been 12 months 14 days and we haven't spoken ,u must be happy reading this that finally i learned to count things ,by the time you get this letter i'll be far from you ,i know immediately what you want to ask "where and why" but there is no answer to this .My heart is still filled with love for you but my lungs are filled with carbon molecules which are multiplying and venting life out of me ,yes dear i am suffering from lung cancer ,and its in the final stage the doctor chic says the probability of survival is low.

you always said that i forget things but trust me i never,i just missed the chance of reviving them on time . I know we can go on a battle where you could quote examples where i forgot things ,but you never forget dear ,u remembered my birthday ,my entire families birthday ,u remember the party that we had in the bus ,where all of sudden u remember that it was the same day when we met ,it was 22 September where an angel smiled and you came in my life, i still remember , u wearing the typical hot punjabi dress and giving me those looks .The minute i looked at you i knew it was you . You remember that picnic where we first started talking ?? I still remember your face reading the signs in marathi (been a non-maharastrain) and how puzzled you were ,then we started to talk and talk .

You always wanted me to quit smoking but i could not ,even threatened to leave me ,but still i didn't listen ,let these things be apart .Do you remember the rainy night at our college campus where i was playing basketball and broke my leg ,how caring you were ,i still dint get why you were crying and crying. I still remember talking to you the whole night on sms because your hitler was around. Trust me i still remember how caring you were .i wish everyday my leg broke and i could get those messages again . We were friends till then ,and then our friendship grew from call to chat and then meeting ,u remember that shivaji park ka katta where we used to meet ,then the seashore where with every setting sun i could see the rising love for me .We both knew that we loved each other but never expressed it .It was the eve of 21st January when u met with an accident that you realized how much i loved you ,when you were down with coma. i was holding your hand till doctors threw me out ,when u lost your beats for that 5 minutes i thought the world had stop ,trust me i lost my life ,and then u were back..what a relief ,i remember the whole night i was sitting outside the ICU, and the next morning you opened your eyes ,i just felt like i touched heaven .

Our first romantic date which turnout to be disater ,i had planned so many things for you ,and we had a power failure ,but you were not upset ,you were just smiling accepted things as they come. I had arranged for a spot light for you ,but thanks to power failure ,i got glimse of you in candle light , you were looking awesome ,i had planned for chinese authetic food but thanks to rains the delivery guy din come and we had the road side pani puri ,more than eating the pani puri i busy watching each puri that was busting in your mouth how cute that was. It was a complete popat for me ,but u dint let it happen ,thanks for that. After that we had your favorite falooda. Our worlds united ,for me every moment was like a life time ,belonging to separated family i never got so much of love.

I felt so lucky and excited. I never liked to attend lectures but did them just because of you and parvati mam ,i still dint get why u always fought with me whenever parvati mam asked me a questions , i agree i was flat on her ,but still yaar ..... she was my crush i agree on same but you were my love ,i use to be always happy that i manage to get those 35 marks in all subject and you always cried inspite of getting a distinction .You remember you sliting your vein when i just took a snap with ravina ? You were so stupid i was for you only .i still remember it was your hand that was slit and the tears were from my eyes .That was the day i realised how much u loved me ,i think i was unlucky that i let you go from my life .

You warned me several times but i busy in my life filled with hallucinations,and when these hallucination break they teared me apart ,the day when u left, for me for me timed paused ,i still have all your memories intact in my heart ,thanks for everything that you did for me ,i know by this time you must be married i dont want to disturb your life but just wanna say bye ,but my bye come down to about 458 words ,insha allah and god bless you .
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Sunday, 19 June 2011

Facebook - Curse or Boon.




Ghhhaaawwddd... Such an addiction..."FACEBOOK" where you can just read anyone's life personally or professionally.. Is it a boon? Is it a curse? Such a waste of time?

What started as a networking platform for students of Harvard University turned into a monstrous-sized global community comprising people of all age, nationalities and social backgrounds. Statistics show that, while students are still predominant users, other age groups have started to increase their participation, especially since Facebook lowered its age limit to 13.

Well the curse and boon depends on the way you use it. According to my observation each and everyone today wants to be on face book as if it is an identity and it is more important than your pan card. Lets start with the different types of people take facebook as:

Teenage: whatever and wherever.. i want to upload everything on fb cos i want to show the world what i'm doing. A place to show off.

Mid 20's: It is just a fashion statement to be on facebook. just to be in touch with all the circle of friends i have all over world.

Mid 30's and 40's : the friends whom only i know. Please do not Tag me in any of your photos. My privacy is disturbed with it.

50's and ahead: The facebook is dead.

For companies, its definitely a boon as 50-60% of the advertising is done here. All kinds people you meet knowingly or unknowingly here. Some become your best friends, some your enemies. Some are professional strong and some who just wants to peep into others life.

It happens alot of time with me that sitting constatntly on facebook, browsing up and down on the page, but not closing the window, just because of no reason. And then finally when you want some attention, you either post your status, or your photos or link or anythings which may attract the attention. It is my hypothesis that facebook is actually a curse that we perceive as wonderful marvel of modern technology. If it gives us a false sense of importance and popularity by letting us post the most mundane events of our lives and then seeing what kind of feedback we get on them. If people "like" our status or make a comment then it boosts our self esteem because some one cares that we are bored, or the temperature is 60 degrees.

What do you get from this? Is the world becoming closer or is it taking all of us far from each other with a mere networking site. Facebook gives us the illusion that we matter, that we are connected to others while in reality it disconnects us from one another.

Its a curse for users and addicts
Boon for mark zuckerberg and facebook staffs.
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Moving on in Life.




Moving on in life is not only when you have a heart break in a relationships, Its also when you loose something really precious in life.
There is always that one thing which you love to do, i love to talk, but today we are so busy in our lives that there is hardly moments spared to talk to each other. i was just thinking of this that how someone can become such a priority in your life. Passing by moments make it happen.

There was a times when i was the one to tell my broken hearten friends " Its not that difficult to move on" but its said so truly that until and unless you don't go through it you will never understand.

Thinking of giving up on a person, just because he/she never worth you is not the last option. Worth is what you create when you are in his/her life. One of my friend said a line so easily but had a meaning in it " Today's generation couples get into a relationship with a lot of confusion, and separate when they have completely understood each other."

Relationships are not about giving up, when you come to know that the other person cannot change. You will catch all the worst part about your partner like coming late, or not dressing up properly, or not understanding the situation etc and etc.
But have you ever tried looking at the best parts behind these worst habits??

What is it exactly best about coming late?? Its the effort taken to reach on time everyday and every time, fighting with the time and environment just to meet you up because you are special.
Not dressed up properly?? Dude, Have you seen that beauty or simplicity behind that shabby looks??
Not understanding the situations?? Is it always that he/she doesn't understand it.
But after all this also when the crucial moment comes to stand by each other, either one of us falls weak, thinking only about the worst side of the other person. Might be because the person who is falling weak wants to get rid of you.
Its only your honesty which can play a big part in these situation on both the sides for both the parties.

Just a thought:
I don't want to walk this path with you,
Neither want to walk it all alone,
I know you are not there and will never be,
And so want you to disappear as if you never exist.
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Wednesday, 18 May 2011

A Girl : Weak or strong?



While gossip among women is universally ridiculed as low and trivial, gossip among men, especially if it is about women, is called theory, or idea, or fact.

We have a double standard, which is to say, a man can show how much he cares by being violent -- see, he's jealous, he cares -- a woman shows how much she cares by how much she's willing to be hurt; by how much she will take; how much she will endure.

A Story is here leaving a question mark what to call a women as?

An MBA graduate called "Aditya" was passing through a dark corner & saw someone, whom the society considers as anti -social that is a prostitute. Not with the intention to satisfy his hasty physical needs but just to understand what the true story behind that darkness is.
After meeting her, she first very firmly said 5000 rs per night and no bargain would not be entertained. They went to her cheap motel costing 500 rs per night, quite cheap as compared to our hotel’s. They went in, she switched on the lights, she behaved in an accustomed manner which revealed that she was very use to this place. She went to wash room and came back and asked “naam ..”? he said aditya, “toh tum kya karte ho” he replied “kuch nahi abhi MBA ki padhai kar raha hunn”,she sarcastically smiled and said “saale tum log itna padke kya karo ge..?” and even he smiled. On a more serious note she asked “ do u have a condom” he replied “no”,she said “mere pass hain iska bhi paisa lagega” he agreed, she slept on the bed and asked “yahan se shuruvat kare yaa koi naya style chaiye?" He was quite amazed but told his intention to her ,she starred at him for while ,she asked him whether he is news reporter, she was earlier visited by a news reporter from some channel. She asked him “paisa toh dega na ??” he assured her for the same. He asked her “do u smoke?” she said “fukat ka ho toh kuch bhi chalega!!!"
Then after a few smoke he asked her where do u stay? Were you one of those who flew for Kanpur or distant village in hope of good job and landed here ? she smiled and said “har ek ki story same nahi hoti” . He wondered and asked her so what happened with u ? she started narrating her darker flashback.

She earlier resided in vidharba (maharastra). She had parents and 2 sisters and a brother. She was okay with academics but always hated maths (like i do ),she failed twice in her 7th standard. When she failed for the 2nd time, she met dhotu,a guy from a near by village ,and the instant hormonal glush happened and they were in love. They used to bunk school and meet behind the vitthal temple in the village , dhotu never told her where he originally belonged to and she without asking the same was in love as said love is blind.

One day dhotu asked her whether she would accompany him to mela. She didnt think for moment and agreed to him. Next morning she left home and told her mother that shivbai who is her friends mother is ill and so while coming back home she will visit and so she would be late, her mom said okay but warned her not to be late. She left home as decided they met near the temple ,he also came ,for the first time he hugged her ,she felt very weird but pretended to enjoy it ,later they started walking in the fields ,walking, hugging and kissing each other. After walking for about an hour she got tired , and so they decided to wait near the tree and then start again. They sat near a tree, she was exhausted and so decided to have a quick nap. Dhotu on the other hand seem to be restless. As soon she closed her eyes she felt dhotu's hand on her stomach ,his shivering hand started to move upwards. For first time she felt great and enjoyed it, getting no obstruction for him. He was quick to undress himself and her ,for the first time she could feel the heat of his body and enjoyed the it. After he was done she started to dress herself ,both felt extremely close ,by this time it was evening so they canceled the mela and went home, next day she went to school, met dhotu hugged him. Every time dhotu carried a condom with him and pretended that he was not prepared for sex. They regularly got into the habit of mela, he tried every possible way of position to enjoy. After a while he told her that i cant live without you, and so proposed her for marriage. She very happily agreed and planned to flunk out of the village, and so did they. She remembers the last time she saw her family. With dhotu's firm hand she got into the train and landed into Mumbai, where dhotu said he had uncle who would help them.

At night she went with him at his uncle's place in grant road. She was amazed to travel in the train, finally they reached a chawl. Dhotu introduced me to his uncle , he said we can stay at his place. Finally i had achieved what i and dhotu imagined of. That night dhotu slept next to me, we were up the whole night. Next morning his uncle gave us tea and biscuit, dhotu said he would be back in an hour from market and asked me not to go anywhere. He left ,i took a bath and suddenly noticed some one opening the door , i quickly dressed myself and saw his uncle calling me. I went, he said “can i have water?”, i gave him water and sat in one of the corner of the house. His uncle was smoking, suddenly i smelled the smoke near to me, i opened my eyes and found him standing behind me. I got scared ,he asked me where are you from? I told him my entire story, he wondered and smiling went away. By this time it was afternoon, dhotu returned with vada pav, i had one and my tummy was almost full. We slept for while and then got up , dhotu said he would show me the city, i went with him. We enjoyed the entire safari, indeed it was a safari for me because i had never seen a city ,it was nice experience.

It was dark when we decided to return ,when we returned i saw dhotu feeling weak on his knees, i asked him the reason and before he could answer i saw the reason behind it. It was his parents in front of him. His mother slapped me ,his father slapped him. (Her face from being stoic became a cute smiled one every time she took dhotu’s name.)

To Aditya's surprise, suddenly they heard a knock on the door, they were pulled back from the flash back ,she said "rukho" and asked him to go in the bathroom, it was full of condom packets, some used and some unused one’s. To his biggest horror it was the police, a havaldar came and pulled him out of that bathroom. For the first time aditya sat in a police van ,for all the wrong reason. Because of the wind he couldn’t hear what the prostitute was talking to police inspector ,after a few miles the van stopped, like a typical bollywood scene. Aditya was asked to get down and he thought it was his shoot out, but to his surprise she was smiling ,she got down and the jeep went. Aditya was personally shocked and asked her, kya huaa? She said “kuch nahi saala behen ka takka mera purana client hain .” Aditya was scared, he looked both the direction couldn’t see any one, she asked “faat gayi kya? " he said "nahi", she said “thobde pe phir bara kyu bajje hain??” and started laughing. After walking a few miles aditya saw a bus coming, he waved to it ,it stopped they got in, he asked the conductor to give two tickets to last stop(indeed he didnt knew the last stop). He asked him “kitna time hain " he said “bahut hain". We sat on the last seat, she was next to him. The journey was long and so she felt asleep on his shoulder holding his hand. While she was sleeping, aditya could still see the innocence that this world had taken away on her emotionless face. They reached the destination it was "Arrey milk colony(mumbai)”, she woke up ,she said "abhi yahan see??" He said we'll go to worli sea face, she said ok.

They took a rickshaw and started ,he asked her “phir kya huua”, she said "mujhe laga itne mein hi pak gaya tu.....!" and laughed. She started ,after that incident she didnt knew where to go, so started walking towards no direction for her life, her dreams were washed in seconds ,finally reached charni road station , i was alone on the station, could see no one, suddenly train came and people got down two ladies sat on my bench ,one of them asked “churchgate chi fast train geli” i nodded, i decided to have nap because i was too hungry ,i tried to sleep but didnt get any so decided to go out of the station. I was loitering around, saw two guys eating some thing and throw , i was quick to run and pick it, it was really tasty, the guys saw the same and one of them asked “bhuk lagee hain ”,i said yes he gave me more of it. He sat next me, the guy got me water, i thought so and drank quickly ,it was not. It was “daru”(alcohol). I started to feel sleepy ,i dont know what happened ahead, but when i woke up, i was in a house on a bed and was bleeding profusely, i was been raped there.

After saying this her face lit up with anger, she in angry tone started speaking, i got up but found the door locked, i couldn’t do any thing it was paining horribly but after a while the bleeding stopped and pain too ,i suddenly heard a noise of opening the door it was indeed the same guy ,i told ,cried please let me go, i begged him in the name of lord, but his hasty lust had taken him over , he said r u hungry? I said yes, he said “ kapde uttar toh hi khana milega” i started crying and begging but he didnt turn. People say we do this for money but i did that for food , everytime he slept with me it use to pain horribly he tried every position daily ,this continued for about a ten days, now i was used to this but helplessly could not do anything, on last day he asked me to come with him and he sold me to munni bai in grant road ,then this body became just a instrument to earn food and money , i came to this city to earn love but sold my body, i paid a very heavy price."

Aditya was really shocked to see the real face of this society, he went near her and asked her did u call up ur parents .she said “no” , He was shocked and ask her , don’t u remember them ? she said “yahaan har raat mera pati badalta hain ,maa baap toh ghaanta yaadd rakungee”.It was now morning he paid her 5000 and dropped her at grant road station.

What a women can hide in her mind and still give a smile, indeed women's mind is like an ocean, it has many things in it ,people say love is great and it will make your life prosper , but there are many who loose their everything for love. What will you call this?
Is this women weak or strong?
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Balance in life at the age of 20's.




Well, this topic was suggested by one of friend to write on, the moment i heard it, it just strike me that this is just perfect to discuss on my blog as m going through the same issues right now.

What is the most important when you are in your 20's? What to priorities? Family, friends, work, studies, girlfriend, parents..what exactly? Any answers to this? Or does that money factor takes over you?

There is always a time for everything in life. I think this time is the time of learning how to balance your responsibilities. You cannot avoid any one of it, and making one of them as your priority is also not an option to you. Each one has some importance at their respective place. Its your role how you fulfill it and make it work.

Today you might feel that avoiding your parents or your friends or your relationship will be the best thing right now as you want to just earn money, want to do something in life, prove your worth and your place in this cruel world and show that you are the best. But wait, just think over it, will all those things will be worth if anyone of these people are not around you?

I don't think so. Yes money is very important aspect of life, but don't make money as your goal, it is just a source and not your mission or goal to accomplish. people around makes a world and not money.

We all forget this when just start earning and loose the precious stones of life.
Just tell me, if you are offered a good amount of money for a work which is not worth at all in the market, will you go for it? Most of us will right now say "No, Not at all." But behind that all will go for it.

For time being, the money is not we need, its respect which we have to gather with the kind of work we do. There are times when we have to avoid our families, friends, relationships; but its worth living it once you have struggled and achieved something in life.
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Saturday, 7 May 2011

A Practical Fact




Life has moved on from harsh winds to a flowing water; which flows and watches everything silently.

The situations appears to be the same or in a different way; the only thing which changes as you grow up is the perspective towards it. Sometimes we just have our life as an unsolved riddle...And sometimes, we just have to live our lives without an answer to this..

The best thing about growing up is, now when you want to take a huge decision or you want to act on your decision or take any decision, you recall all those mistakes you had done earlier and stops yourself from again getting into a wrong way. This maturity is what is call experience; "A Golden Experience" of life. Every day adds to your experience just like every steps towards success comes with one step of failure.

Regretting of what you did in the past is not going to take you further. How much ever worst past you must have gone through, you have that golden experience. NOBODY can beat you for that. It counts later. Now you might not understand whether your decision is right or wrong. If that is the case, then just leave it on time. It will decide whether you are right or wrong. The best comes out from the worst.

Keep your head high, take a long breath, tell it to yourself that my step is not wrong but it is a golden opportunity towards future. Don't get stuck to it as you may face allot of twist and turn. Give a big broad smile and just welcome it as this is the only fun of getting a life.
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Wednesday, 4 May 2011

Gone days.




A gone day always comes up and makes you feel good and sometimes bad. Various mood swings we go through, there are also those unknown feelings which comes up unknowingly.

Past is something which always follows you wherever you go, even after you are happy in the present moment. Instances, a single thought or just a name or just an incidence makes you remind of the past.

After getting into senses and started to make friends, my friends made me laugh and enjoy moment. At the same time made me cry and taught me a lot of things. I have mixed feelings for them. Once upon a time I had that confidence that whatever I do or say she/he will stand by me. I will be his/her first priority in front of all his friends. But today when I look back at the moment I feel what was that? A feeling? A confidence? A trust? What was that?

One day after a long time I saw him, going to meet his friends and I was freezed completely just to see him from a distance. It just clicked; would he have considered me a priority amongst his friends? Don’t know the answer but I believe that I gave him a new life being a true friend.

Albert Einstein quoted "The distinction between the past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion."

It was a story that you went through. A story of a movie named by you or says an illusion. Did you think that you will land up where you are right now? For someone you were an angel, for some a best friend, sometimes an awesome colleague, sometimes a devil. But today all that is just an illusion and nothing else. We lose people as we lose time, not because of his/her fault but just because you couldn’t just make the situation right. Just because you thought that I just can’t take it more or just for no reason.

There are times when I think, can I make it right today? But just back step after a second thought that it’s too late.

Is it too late? What do you think about it?
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Saturday, 30 April 2011

Journey towards Distance just Begun.




 Saying goodbye isn’t the hard part, it’s what we leave behind that’s tough.
You never leave someone behind, you take a part of them with you and leave a part of yourself behind.

"Goodbyes are not forever.
Goodbyes are not the end.
They simply mean I'll miss you
Until we meet again!"

True, isn't it. We always hold back that moment when your love comes back with that smile which is just more than enough to make your day.

25 days passed away without seeing him. Waited to just sit besides, hold his hand and tell him that you are truly special to me. Those twinkling eyes, waiting at the depot searching for my autorikshaw an shouting on me for being late as usual was still the very second when he got his first look on me.

We had 1 week in our hand to spend and i wanted to live it completely with him. Just a week and then he was getting transferred. No doubt that it was his work, but at the end of the day what was really bothering me was he will not be there with me here.

We watched movies, boozed off completely, had lavish food, donuts, McDonald, shopping, haircut, sodas, ice-creams, coffee,  his hair cut, plans for the future, fights and then his way of making me laugh just for non reason, that merging of fingers in each others hand and just feeling that togetherness and completeness, looking good to get his compliments everyday and everything which i wanted to live for last few days.

Finally it was his time of departure. Even after knowing it is his work, and also being practical enough to accept that, i wanted him to stay back anyhow. Was praying to get his ticket cancelled and what not, but then good times have some seeds of departure. So this was it. Went on to say him a goodbye with a big broad smile and hugged him tightly and there busted my tears like never before.

8.05 a.m was his train. couldn't sleep that night. As his departure time was getting near my heartbeats was just beating faster. Finally he have left and in the train right now. M sure he will come back soon and my journey towards this distance have just began.

Lot more feelings and thought to come in words.
Till then not so far but a small goodbye..!!!!:)

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