Monday, November 30, 2009

WHY?

What did I do to deserve this? am I asking too much from my life? Did somebody put a curse on me? Was I better left dead? Did my parents hate me so much? Am I destined to repay somebody else’s faults? What’s wrong with everyone else? Or with me? Why do I complain?

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Epitome of positivity

During every crisis situation or even a small problem we start accusing God of giving us a bad luck or we blame it on the day, date, dress and what not. But when the success comes it should be donned upon our very own personal shoulders not on God neither the day, date or clothes.

The fact of the matter being that we are scared of disasters like earthquakes and tsunamis but no one is worried about the health hazards. People don’t mind dying of sickness of HIV+ or Swine flu probably because it takes one at a time.

With the whole Mayan Calendar argument and the movie 2012 makes it even clearer how will the world come to an end. It is not the matter of minutes or seconds it has taken human beings centuries to ruin the planet. To disturb the ecosystem to such an extent that life becomes impossible.

But then, I am sure there is a ray of hope as shown in the movie that some percentage of people will still survive and take the generation further. Only the best of the best and the elites survived. It was the Noah’s Ship replay and how would it look in the modern times in 2012 A.D.

Most of us here are aware of the hazards of the CFC’s and pollution. How many of us have really put an effort to stop it, to make it a point not to increase it if we can’t decrease it.

Being positive in crisis is what protects gives courage to fight and to stand tall face the consequences of our own wrong doings.

Whenever something happens we just know that we will be saved and we wait for somebody to come and save us. This is the power of faith and trust in God. We are all so positive that we won’t get affected so here is why you see people not taking any measures against it.

Saturday, October 10, 2009

intuition - the reality

This has been happening with me since years but today have I finally got to put it up, this may seem personal but all this I have experienced and most of them in a state of surprise pretty close to a shock.

Things that I thought were going to happen with no clear signs have happened very close to me.

My mom my survivor
She is the hero in the real sense; her intuitions are way stronger than me she has protected me every time for any problem that can come in my way. The earliest that I can recollect is when the ceiling fell; I was small playing just under it; she called me … I went up to her and it fell, something that I cant forget for the rest of my life how did she know it at that very moment.

That day in April-may 09 we were supposed to sit together in a rickshaw but it was her idea that we don’t sit in the same one; the rickshaw in which she sat met with a very mild accident. I then understood her decision. Small things make so many differences.

FRIEND

If I knew it would be the last time,
That I see you walk out the door,

I would give you a hug n kiss
Call you back for one more time

If I knew it would be the last time
I’d hear your voice lifted up in praise
I’d video tape each action and word
So I could listen to it day after day

If I knew it would be the last time

I could spare an extra minute or two
I could stop n say I love you
Instead of assuming you would know

If I knew it would be the last time

I would be there to share your day
Well I am sure you’ll have so much more
So I can just slip away

For surely there’s always tomorrow
To make up for an over sight
We always get a chance
To make everything right
There will always be another day to say I love you

And certainly there’s another chance to say
“Anything I can do?”

But just in case I might be wrong
And today n all I get,
I’d like to say how much I love you
I hope we never forget

Tomorrow is not promised to anything or anyone
Young or old a like
And today may be the last chance
To hold your last one tight

So, if you are waiting for tomorrow
Why not do it today
For if tomorrow never comes
U’ll surely regret today

That you didn’t take that extra time
For a smile, a hug or a kiss,
And you were too busy to grant someone
What turned out ot be their one last wish
So hold your loved ones close and tight
Whisper in their ear,
Tell them how much you love them
And you’ll always hold them

Take time to say, “I’m sorry, please
Forgive me, thank you or its okay”

And if tomorrow never comes
U’ll have no regrets about today.

Friday, September 4, 2009

back to un-conscious

My life is so busy there’s so much of work so much to do so much to say where to go and where to stay.

Reminds me of what happened yesterday because of a stupid man who pricked my nose the other day, he pricked the nerve to my brain and I started feeling dizzy in just a second. I felt giddy thinking I would puke but hey…

I saw two men whom I didn’t know holding mi from both sides a female coming to the shop and asking “ chakkar aa gaya kya?” then I understood that I fell flat on the ground unconscious and the guys in shop picked me up; I sweated like crazy the glass table where I put my head down was dripping. Quite embarrassing. I don’t remember how I fell or when I got up the only thing that I remember is the world of my dreams where I traveled to for a few seconds of my life I was so happy that I didn’t want to get to know everything again.

Irony of life naa I have never felt so bad coming back to the real world.

Probably it was just a way of telling mi that a nose piercing is not good enough or I have to leave it to get more important things in my life. And as we always say “jo hua accha hi hua”

Thursday, September 3, 2009

just like that

We the children of the higher middle class strata of the society live, according to me; an easy childhood. We had an access to almost everything in this world be it videogames, toys, dolls, clothes and books we could get everything that we needed infact a little more. We mean me and my younger sister both of us with a difference of almost 5 years were growing in our own ways.
As my sister entered school she made quite a few friends good and bad; rich and poor. She began used to the school and her new friends. Time passed by and her bonds with her friends grew stronger.
On the other hand I was growing with my group of friends and my surroundings. I was a teenager now. My life had a new spark with new beginnings. It had brought more meaning to my life and changed me a lot. My bonds with my sister were growing stronger day by day. We started fighting more often because of the differences. She was a little curious soul who wanted to keep track of everything the world was a new place for her. She had just come out of the “mama” mode and began noticing stuff. During this time she realized that she had everything that she needed but not everything that she asked for. She was growing up now and we had to tell her the importance of money. Make her understand that even we had certain limits in spite of being affluent.
Her best friend belongs to an extremely wealthy family and therefore she always had the latest gadgets in hand, would keep on going for parties, have new cars and relish her life as much as possible; to the extent of watching the same movies over and over again in the theatre and going to expensive cafés for time pass.
One day my curious sister asked my dad can we go for krishh once again in the theatre and dad replied that if you did not understand the movie in one go only then should you go for a movie again. She was a little sad then, but it was okay.
Her friend’s father owns a big factory in another town which was far from our home town. Her father was out of town for work for 15 days a month and she was so used to the fact that she never even thought about complaining.
One day my sister cried a lot for some doll very soon after she got one. She would be around seven years at that time, high time she gets to start learning the rules. We tried explaining her lot but she wouldn’t listen so much so because the best friend had everything that she wanted.
My father said, “what do you want the doll or your father?” she got really scared as to what it was but he asked her again; she innocently said” you, papa”. Then my father explained to her that her best friend has all the possible luxuries in the world at the cost of being with her father. Both of us were moved a lot.
It has almost been nine years now and my sister; even I for that matter would never insist my father for something materialistic. We learnt a big lesson for our lives and papa I will never be able to forget this.

Dance of love

The music was playing slow

They just stood

In front of each other like this for the first time

Looking into each others eyes

Drinking the wine of their love

She was waiting for him to start

She lent her hand to him

He touched her tenderly with so much care that she might break

She made him hold her waist

With a gesture so strong

He told her he wasn’t good at it

She was shy

She told him to look into her eyes

This was the easiest thing to do

She told him to give himself to her

N shell take care of everything

Everyone was looking at them

Waiting for the bride and the groom to start

He gave her a silent kiss

She blushed and made the first move

She kept track of the rhythm and beats

He kept flaunting her to everybody

Her sari flowed, he tucked it right

They swayed with the music

Lost the track of it all

It was just the two of them

And their small little world

It was with the loud sounds of claps that they stopped

Her eyes shone with pride

The longest dream had come true

They didn’t say a word

Gave each other a glance

She held his hand secretly tight

He kissed her hand

She went away…

She went away to not to show

To wait till he comes to the room.

7th aug,09

Saturday, August 1, 2009

The eve of frienship day

i dont really think i am gonna meet any of my friends tomorrow which is very bad.
people close to me physically may not feel the need and others are just too far and are not to be blamed. here i start with giving all love and care to all my past, present and future friends. i miss every moment of our naughty school days, stupid coaching days and ofcourse the adorable college days. i would go far from some of the best friends like always love to all here they are in order of when they came into my life papa, ma, ekta, smriti, neha, meera, prerna, sanjum, abhi, nishtha, jaya, prachi, khanna, rishabh, arpit, rajat, abhishek, chaitanya, nishu, neha, yash, ankit, devesh, karthik. thanks, love, hugs, smiles, tears, apologies to all.
all of you have had a very special place in my heart even if we are far i still love u
happy friendship day :)