when dreams get shattered !!!

She was happy because it was the most memorable day of her life. She was getting married and was very much eager to meet her significant other…. The happiness was observable all over on her face and her smile was the witness of her inner contentment.

Her eyes were constructing colorful pictures of her dream boy with whom she will be spending her entire life. A little thought of meeting her love, was bringing a smile on her face which was making her lips to move. Her smile after each pleasant thought of her sweetheart was producing sensation and was feeling her with plenty of exhilaration and excitement. With the every second passing off, her eagerness to meet her buddy was increasing greatly at much quicker pace. Everyone else in the house was busy in their preparations of welcoming the baraat. She was asked to sit in a corner. Dressed in red clothes with red sticks on her forehead, matching with the color of her red bangles, which were glittering and making a wonderful combination with her golden color bangles…she was looking like a fairy…she busied herself in the dreams of her loved one..........all of a sudden
She was awakened by her friends that her darling had come to take her along with him……hers lips started tilting, her eyes got filled with bounty of glee, her chicks were revealing the story of her joy to meet him . With a contented smile on her face, she got up to see him.........

And what she saw was …..a man with almost thrice of her age was standing with a garland in his hands…….her rosy cheeks got roofed by the lines of displeasure and extensive disappointment .Accepting it as her destiny she bended her neck in front of him, everyone expressed their joy by throwing flowers on them……..what people missed were her tears which were rolling down on her cheeks and then dripping the earth…were apparently dictating that a woman born in a poor family losses all her rights at the time of her birth!!

live in the present......................

Life is always full of new comings and goings and you can never guess what may take place in the next moment. An impulsive feeling of care and warmth towards you by somebody makes you feel so special that for the time you put yourself out of your mind and lost in the world of imaginings where you visualize all the happiness and love that will be bestowed upon you by your much-loved one. A swift thought of him /her brings a smile on your face, which makes you feel very wacky about him or her. You find yourself on the zenith of the planet and the whole lot around you looks pleasant to you. When everything goes well, then, strikes the feeling of loosing someone special, which further intensifies the feeling of insecurity and vagueness and all of a sudden you start feeling the pain of loosing your most beloved one. But why it happens?...why do we feel insecure despite the fact that we cannot change or question what destiny brings to us? I don’t know why we always fear about the losing him/her from our lives……Even if we try to control ourselves….there are always situations which makes us think of all that and it is not so easy to get out of them also……as time goes on we compromise with our heart and emotions, we try to live happy, though the fear strikes again and again but still we try to overcome by thinking of present and avoiding future……and that’s why someone has said “No matter what looms ahead, if you can eat today, enjoy the sunlight today, mix good cheer with friends today, enjoy it and bless God for it. Do not look back on happiness -- or dream of it in the future. You are only sure of today; do not let yourself be cheated out of it.”

Om Jai "MAhara Ve" hare.....

In olden days women by no means used to take their husband’s name as they thought it will reduce their husband’s age and one amongst such thinkers is my grand mother. She never went to school and doesn’t know English; however she manages to converse in Hindi with high influence of our local lingo. The one thing about that I always wonder is her relationship with my grandfather, who is in comparison to her, is very highly educated and a fairly well-known lawyer in our locale. The way she handled her relationship with him till now, is to some extent startling to me as the educational and thoughts divergence is very wide, nevertheless they mutually never made it apparent to anybody and are still at all times spotted in cheerfulness. Her thought of not taking her husband’s name is deficient in scientific substantiations in my perception and none of us will be in agreement with it as well, but still I believe that it is just her belief- individual belief- and an individual belief doesn’t require anyone’s favor.
It is about few months back when I visited my hometown, and got a chance to stay with my grandmother for few days. All the members of my family circle are so sluggish that scarcely any one wakes up in the early hours in the morning excluding my grand mother and she gets up at 5 “o clock” in the dawn. Someday I too woke up at the time when she was performing her puja. I started listening to her attentively and after few minutes I couldn’t stop myself to burst into earsplitting laughter.
She sang the arti in this way:


Om jai mahaare ve hare,
Swami jai mahaare ve hare
Bhakt jano ke sankat, daas jano ke sankat
Kshan mein door kare, om jai mahaare ve hare.


Actually this happened because my grand father’s middle name is jagdish , so she avoided it in the arti too and sang the whole arti in the above manner. Mahaara ve means mere vo (she meant).

Her determined thought of not to take her husband’s name rose lot of complicatedness in her way, but she on no account changed her mind. Years back, ahead of the introduction of voting machine when the elections were held, one day she went to polling booth to cast her vote, the candidate whom my dadaji asked her to vote was named as “jagdish parsad”. On reaching to polling booth she asked the voting booth moderator like this: aap mere ko batauio ki me “mahaare ve” Prasad ko kese vote karu..?

let me live.....

“O mother” , why did you give birth to me? If you did so, then why did you marry me to a stranger? O mother was I a burden on you, if not so then why didn’t you allow me to enjoy my childhood? You know mom, he beats me daily, abuses me verbally and what not he forces himself on me…mom…I hate my life with him. I want to be free of this relationship. I don’t understand all this. I am not asking you anything except food for two times and clothes to wear. Mom…I just need this… mom…I want separation… I request you for this……..mom you always said that you loved me. Mom if really you loved me then why did you send me away from you .mom….my each night is like a hell….that stranger doesn’t allow me to go anywhere, he doesn’t even allow me to play with other friends..he verbally assaults me… he drinks n beats me regularly with a whip…..i always call you to save me..But you don’t come..Why mother?




It pains me a lot when he whips me. i cry every night ……… ..i call you first…then god…but both of you have become so cold-blooded that you both now don’t hear my cry….mom have you become deaf? mom why have you closed your eyes? why cant you see the tears in my eyes?....mom..what has happened to you??? mom think of those times when playing with my friends if I had got a minor injury…….you used to get troubled….whenever I cried, you used to comfort me….now when I cry n call you….you don’t even pay a little attention to it…..mom..Why have you become so unkind to me…..

Mom..People say..that I am going to become a mother….mom…..it pains me a lot..i want to get free of it…..mom..i am still…11-12.yr old …mom..i feel the agony when I carry so much of weight on me…mom..i don’t want this….those people ask to me work like a donkey. I don’t like it.mom when I refuse them, they beat me......my life has become a misery….


Mom when you married me to that person…you should have told that how my life is going to be?....that man doesn’t behave well with me….he always makes me work for him..i hate him….mom….why didn’t u tell me that how a woman become pregnant….i would have run away from that house….i would have happily lived somewhere else….. why didn’t you make me aware of my married life?.......

Mom people say we are poor .mom is being born in a poor family a curse ?if not, then why people say so?.....mom are we not human beings….why this world looks at us like this….why don’t they understand that even we have dreams….why there is so much of inequality in this world………mom why all things happen to us only?


Mother am I a curse on you?..is being a daughter a curse on parents? mom I want to live freely….i want to go to school..i want to become something..i want to take you out of poverty…I want freedom .i want to touch the sky.......Mom I beg you my childhood…i ask u for my life..i beseech you a pardon for a being a daughter..mom…I plead you to give me my childhood ….mom I want to play with others….mom listen to me….…don’t be so brutal …..listen to my heart and feelings…listen to me……..mom where are you….. please ..mom......i plead for my childhood, I want to live happily….i hate that man..i hate my life with him………make me free……I want to fly……I want to …………..

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do dilon ko ek bandhan me bandhe use pyaar kahte hai,
bina kahe nigahon se baya ho use ikraar kahte hai,

dur jakar jab milne ki aas jage to use pyass kahte hai,


jab bhook bhi na lage aur pyass bhi jajayda lage to..
samaj lena..use.......dehydration kahte hai.............
jauo jake ORS PEELO.......munne....

:):)

na koi khusi hai,
na hai koi fermaish...

hame hai bus unse ,
ak bar milne ki khwaish!

sochte hai kya bahana kare unse milne ka,
jise vo chah kar bhi mana na kar payein!!
ab bus karte hai unse milne ki duayain!!!

Bolo..bolo....

This is one of the social issues that i strongly feel about. I have tried to express my thoughts in the best possible way that i could but i am interested to know what you think....feel free to share ..

kya shaadi ki jaroorat,
sirf ladki ko hoti hai,
agar nahi to phir ladko ko,
kyo dhan ki chaht hoti hai.


kitna tyag karti hai ak ladki,
kya tumne kabhi socha hai,
tumhe kya pata appna ghar,
tyag dene ka dukh kya hota hai.


kisi ki beti lakar,
tum koi ahasan nahi karte,
kachra nahi kisi ke ghar ka,
jo tum apne ghar me bharte.


kyo is tarah apne app ko,
bikauio bana dete ho,
insaan ho tum apne kam se,
her vo cheej hasil kar sakte ho.


kisi pita ke dil ka tukda,
vo bhi tumhe dhan samet chaiye,
bolo, bolo..ankhir kyo tumhe dahej chaiye....

MAA.............

Kyo tu itni dur hai ma,
Kya tu mujse naraj hai ma,
Pass apne bulale ma,
Gale mujhe lagale ma,

Aanchal hai tera bada ma,
Mujhe usme chupale ma,
Apni mamta ki ye anmol daulat
tu Mujhpe lutade ma,

Apne seene se muje laga kar,
Sur per mere hath fer kar,
Mathe ko mere chum kar,
Jannat tu dikhlade ma,
Phir se gale lagale ma………

In love..............

When, a couple falls in love with each other. The first year passes in dreaming about each other, talking on phone, visiting all the parks, theaters, restaurants in the city. And the talks will be like
Boy:..i love you….i love you..he will keep upon saying all this to girl…..and the girl will smile from inside but thoda bhav kahne ke chakker me ..she doesn’t say I love you..as many times as he says….
Girl: she will smile at him, look down but will not say…….untill the guy ……request to her ……..
Boy:…so.. …..on phone…….…this continuous….bolo..na…i….L…….u..
Girl : ..I……A ..gap..of few minutes…..love…..again a gap…..you……bechare ladke ka to bura hal ho jata hai..ye sunne ke chakker me…….but they enjoy it,….whatever he says…..she follows….that way…...
And the whole year passes in doing all this…
When they enter in second year, they meet at one boring place…..(as they have already visited all the places, parks and restaurants. they don’t have any other place to go)...…all the sweet talk interest them no more…they no more request to each other to say I love You…..because now they have got habituated to say this. ..They sit at one place, where they meet and discuss about their daily routine…and in between all that…

A sautan comes in the form of tsunami (may be guys ex girl friend or. may be his..just friend whom he has become close in recent days..but for her-…its like tsunami wave .…..that has generated the series of earthquakes in their life)
The girl becomes over possessive about the guy when she comes to know..that the girl is his ex girlfriend and her boyfriend has met her recently…
The sweet talks turn to salty talks,..
Boy:…why the hell you always doubt me……she is just a friend of mine…..dam….(he shouts angrily)..i love u….you get that(pointing a finger towards her……)
She:…you have cheated me…I never though that you will do this to me…..bla..bla…
If the guy is honest enough the talks will end here…… but if he has really done something….wrong…..
Then….one more drama begins…….provided the sautan is also in the same college…These both girls meet…….......talk all nonsense…vo mera hai…….......the present girlfriend complains about the ex to his bf and ask him choose one of them..
Girl:……I am leaving you…..either she or me….
Boy:..please....don’t leave me,…he cries,..i love u..only…......that was my mistake…he feels sorry…..he cries…a lot….…..(yeah guys cry….when they honestly love someone …and when they have done a mistake…...)the girl softens her stand ..….these three meet at one place…......and finally after generating so many earth quakes the EX…disappears....
Second year gets over in this fashion…..

Third year…..
This time the guy turns Possessive about his girlfriend,…and he doubts his girlfriend’s ….Batch mate or…her colleagues ,..
So talks this time will be…(though the girl is still as pure as snow…..…he buzz her….saying hi..she is busy …so he again types. a message…saying…
You must be busy..with your new boy friend…when she looks at the chat box..feels happy…and say hey hi…when did u come ,.
He:…nakhre mat kao..i know...…you are busy with..someone….
She: hey kesi baate karte ho….i am working….i love u………jannu.....
He:..i know….you don’t love me anymore…because you have got someone else…..
Girl..she gets angry…and says.....shut up……...i guess…tum bore ho gaye mujhse isliye asi baate karte ho……..
He:……haan pata hai….kon bore ho gaya hai….....tum ki me…….after all ab rahul jo hai tumhare pass….a taunt…
She:….i hate you…......dam..u don’t trust me….send all sad smilies to him….he..doesn't even notice and log out….
Pure saal bher ..this nauntki continuous……
Fourth year:……since this a is true story………so I know..only about three years…..still waiting what will happen..in fourth year….(fourth year has just started………..

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From last few days, I have become so self-oocupied that I have stopped interacting with people. I have almost stopped calling my friends and my family members. Either I call them when I see their sms on my mobile or when they call me and say that call me. Infect I do not give any importance if someone gives me a miscall also. I don’t know why I have become like this. With Friends I am still in touch via internet but with family members I am not. In last three month i have scarcely made any calls except to few people whom I have to communicate on daily basis. Infect I did not make any call to my best friend also, and I did not open my yahoo account for several days. It was only today morning when I got up & I felt like checking my yahoo mail, and when I opened it I saw 109 unread mails. I started reading them, though few of them were not of any importance But many of them in the form of complains from my friends, (especially my college friends whom I have given my yahoo id only), which I never open. In between all these, one day my mobile stopped functioning, I did even bother to get it repaired because I felt that I don’t need it. I felt that I don’t need to have a phone. Every one who has to contact me can call me on my alternative numbers otherwise they need not to. Now what I forgot in that time was that I have not given my alternative number any of my friends. But at that time I was so angry with my self that I simply did not want to talk anyone. I got busy in my own world in my room with my computer. I did not talk to my dad for several days. Whenever he use to call I never pick his call. I don’t know why…..and it was only my dad who once tried to talk to me and when he rang up. The call was diverted. He got furious.. He called me immediately and asked me about my phone. He yelled at me and asked to get it repaired immediately. He knew that I will never go. So he strictly asked our security personal to do it. Well the phone got repaired but still I did not make any calls. Though I send some sms but I did not have affection towards my cell phone which I use to have when I was in my college. …well in that dilemma I also forgot to make calls to my grand parents even after the jaipur blast also, as mom called them and told me that everyone is safe, though the site of blast was only few meters away from my house. A week after, this Tuesday morning no one was at my home when my land line phone rang up I went to receive the phone, the caller cut it. I did not even bother to see the number also. I went to upstairs leaving my mobile in my room and when I came back there were 32 missed call from my neighbors phone. I ignored these many missed call also. after 10 mintues he again called me…..when I picked the phone…
I started with scolding.: why the hell were you giving me miss call….
He(my neighbour ): urgent baat hai..mummy kaha hai..

Me: mummy nahi hai yaha jo bolna hai mujhe bol do….

He:….tumahre gher me cylinder phat gaya hai…your grand father and uncle jal gaye….

Me: kya bol rahe ho..(we don’t have good relation with their family so I though he must be annoying me…..our relations are so bad that we don’t even go to each other houses)

He: haan…..you grand ma was working in kitchen…..suddenly this took place…dadaji and uncle bachane ke liye gaye..to grand ma safe hai…but vo dono bahut jal gaye..mere papa..unko hospital leker gaye hai..appake gher ne koi nahi hai….to mene soch aapko call kar du…per balance nahi tha..sirf 2 ruiye the…aapko miss call kiya apne uthaya nahi..mene abhi mobile me card dalwaya tab aapse phone kar rahahoon..

Me: …..i could nt utter a single word for sometime….ohhhhh my god……….how is my dadji and uncle right now

He: I don’t know…but there is no one from your family here…and I don’t think if anyone of them will come…..your other uncle and aunt are far away….your other aunt is also out of station…..i don’t know if anyone is there to take care of them….right now
my mom n dad are with them…we don’t have your dad’s number..if u can give me his number..i will call…

me: no need I will call him…n give your number..but please take care of them…please…please..dad will call you in 10 mintues…….is my grand ma also with them??..can I make a call to her..

he: yes you can…..she is carrying her cell phone…

me:..ohh..thanku…..thanku…..i am so sorry…I am so sorry..i tht..u are annoying me…..i am so sorry..and thanks a tonne to you and your family…….bbye…..
I called my mom n dad and informed about it. After that I called my grand mother..( I was calling to her after a gap of three month)

Hello ma kesi hai….dadaji and chacha kese hai…

Ma: beta..doctor ke dekh rahe hai..aut tu bata kesi hai…….tere se baat kiye hue kitne din ho gaye…tu o bhul gyi hai..tere liye to dadadadi hai hi nahi….

Me:I felt like crying..nahi asa nahi hai ma……

ME: nahi ….beta…aaj cylinder path gaya to tu phone kar rahi hai….tu aur tere papa ak jese hai…..kabhi yad hi nahi aati tum doni hamari…..tum log her bar jaipur aate ho….jahunjhunu nahi aa sakte……jab hum mar jaye tab to aaogi..na..tu aur tere papa ko sath lana…

Me:…….ase mat bolo..me aaugi aapse milne…..jarror..ma…..aur papa bhi aayege…..papa..ko to job hi asa hai..unko chuutiya hi nahi milti..
Ma:…haan……last 3 sallo…..chuttiya nahi….beta…….me janti hon…ab tumhe hamari jarrorat nahi hai….
Me: ma plese……I started crying..,,I don’t know……why…….i cried for 10 min..on the phone…….i wanted to say lot of things but could nt utter a single word………I was never like this…what happen to me in last two three months that I have become like this…ohhh..god..why I did not make a single call..to them…..this year when I went to jaipur..why didn’t I go to meet my grandparents……they are not far away…only 3 hours journey………..all these thoughts occupied my mind……

Ma:…le….ur grand pa wants to talk to u…..

He:..hello beta kese ho…..aap….
Me:..app kese hai pahle..aap baatye…..

He:…jayada kuch nahi hua beta..tu pareshan mat ho…..thodi se jale hai….
.
Me:…per app thek hai na…….
He:..haan beta..aapne call kiya….mere liye vahi khusi hai……..ki meri sabse pyarri poti ko me yad aa gya……ab dekhna me theek ho jauga………..aap to rone lag jate hai……..faltu mehi…..after all meri priynka Gandhi hai…..soniya kesi hai hai(he has given these names to me and my mom..)..aap bus haste hue hi acchi lagti ho…..hsate raha karo beta……choti choti cheese hoti rahti hai…ab jor se has do..phone per..itna rone ke bad……

Me:……laughing in intervals…….haan dadaji…..i am sorry I didn’t make you any call in last three months..i am really sorry but from now I will call u twice a week..this is my promise….pakka..aap jaldi se theek ho jauo….me papa ko bol kar yaha bula lei honn…
He:…theek hai beta..ab app….chita mat karo..aur teri dadi ma to pagal…hai………inki bato ka dhayn mat dena..

Me:…haan..bbye ddadji….take care……

After this call I did not feel good for whole day……I felt guilty…..i felt if I have done something wrong…I could not do anything…on that day..i was simply laying on my bed .I cried a lot…I don’t know why………I don’t know why my behavior changed in these two three months…what happened to me…I thought a lot on that day….but I felt happy after talking to my grand parents…but I wasn’t happy too..i don’t Know but somewhere inside I was feeling very bad……………I called them 23 times on that day…..but still her words echo…in my ears…tum log..ko hamri jaroorat nahi hai…….:(

A dirty game......................

She was an ingenious, smart, brainy, sharp, and a valiant lady who was respected a lot among her co workers for her professionalism and her innovative spanking new ideas. She was valued a lot in the company as well as among her peers. Her work was appreciated and cherished by everyone in the office. Everything was going in a very tenuous manner for her, but unexpectedly she had to leave India with her husband for some years. This was the time when lot of development took place and she lost touch with her profession for quite some time. When she returned India she anticipated the same reverence and admiration for her work. But that didn’t happen, even though she was still much much better then her counterparts. She started hunting for a new job so that she can resurrect her dead career. Soon her search came to an end, and she joined a small corporation with almost three fourth of lesser pay package then what she use to get at her previous company though she never gave any importance to money as she joined that organization with only one thought in mind –reviving her dead career- and she started her job with lot of ecstasy and gusto in mind. She started acclimatizing herself with company’s work culture and people there. And once again she recouped her position in the company. Everyone was feeling exultant about the way she worked and mingled with people. Her growing reputation in the company was not liked by few bootlickers, as their prominence in the company was in dwindling state due to her assertive and obsequious attitude. And from here the real drama began…..the manager started meddling into her work; he started scrutinizing everything whatever she used to do. He started passing comments about the way she used to work. He even started espying every pint-sized detail about her work which she did not like , and finally talked to him about his conduct and treatment that she received from him, which further winded up the matter into worse. Her plainspoken and sassy attitude exasperated the manager. As he always liked people who can lick his boot or suck up to his willing. He never complimented anyone for their good deeds. But he always pinpointed even very – very petty slip-ups, which was abhorred by every single employee in the company. The only difference between her and other employees was that she was outspoken, audacious and gallant enough to put her thoughts in front of him. She repudiated to suck up to him; she did not accede to his offer of doing sycophancy. Instead of losing her self-esteem just for few pennies she recognized her sense of worth and went against his beliefs. He had some kind of bête-noir for her but he did not want to loose an endowed employee, so he tried other ways to bring her down. He changed her team, he shifted her place in office, and he assigned her
all extraneous and minor work, though it was not worthy of doing But she did.
This revealed her enduring, mellowing, and nonchalant attitude. When he came to know that she is not his cup of tea, and he can’t make her work on his own conditions and terms. He played his last grubby card- according to an old saying-if my memory serves me right, people in jealousy, smugness and arrogance can take any extreme step, because your pride kills your ability to think. And he acted in the same way as any other supercilious, self-centered person will do. He put his ego over the company's interest and resorted to his last weapon.She got fired!!! He did not realize the importance of firing out a gifted and skillful employee. And one more nifty and brilliant lady became a victim of sullied office politics. This whole episode had enormous impact on other employees mind,This left everyone in a very self-doubting, perplexed and fuming mood. Well to placate other employees the management played a one more nitpicky card. They threw all the types of lollipops that they could,(in a same manner when you throw some food to hungry and infuriated dogs)….only to people who sucked up to him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!......well this is the truth of professional world, from what I have seen in my very little tenure at a company….there is quote which is written by one of my friend , which is his personal view, though i did not get the meaning of the quote when he wrote it...

"professional World understands only two words....Suck and Fuck. Now its up to you which one you want. Either you are on your knees to suck or you make others bend on their knees to fuck them."

Life is very complicated.....the sooner you understand the funda of suck and fuck the better are your chances of survival.

"Either submit to suck......or get ready to fuck"

but I understood it after this …..
Which seems to be quite true in this scenario……….

shame shame!!!!

One day when I was passing through patni road secunderabd, my eyes were struck on a woman, lying on the middle of the road and crying. firstly I could not get what all was happening but soon I come to know that she is a pregnant woman (20-22), who is crying because of labor pain(or may be some other problem )and beside her there were two children or I would rather call two LIVE SKELTONS who were trying to console their mother. I looked at them and couldn’t stop myself asking this question? What is going to be the future of these two children, and the one who is still waiting to step in to this world of poverty and hunger? If she is unable to feed the other two why did she get pregnant, but in few seconds I realized that the condition of a women in our country is dependent on her educational and financial status in the family and society. And this woman does not have any family or community support and the child which she is carrying in her womb, even she may not know who is father of that child, because these are the women who face all types of sexual harassment and are most frequently or daily raped. It is quite common in our country that a doctor’s child become doctor and an engineer’s child becomes an engineer similarly a prostitute’s daughter surly to become a prostitute and a beggar’s son is going to be bagger…so the fate of her child is decided before he arrives . And yeah, who care if she is unable to feed her other kids, if she is not going to take proper nutrinal intake-must for a pregnant lady-(for her it may be food for two times), and who cares if she delivers her baby on the road, nothing will happen….. if she gets some kind of infection during this?, as chances of getting infections are high due to unhygienic conditions , and what if she is not given proper medical treatment. Nothing will happen!!! She will die that’s it…nothing great. it is quite common in our country, as out of every 8 lady in India 1 dies during the time of delivering her baby , so she may be just one of them…and what about her kids !!! same as their mother….they will die due to hunger, in scientific language due to mal-nutrition and we Indians are ahead of all the countries in the world, constitutes world 40 % or 55 millions malnourished children, (nearly two and half times the population of Australia) , infect sub-Saharan African countries (who are known for all this) are better than us even though they suffer from pervasive poverty, dictatorships and regulars famines. Well the reasons for mal nourished children are again blamed on women, which is quite true as more then 75 % of pregnant ladies are anemic and if a mother is not healthy the child is not going to be healthy. The fate of a women and her child starts from the day she marries to someone which is again dependent on her educational and financial status, the kind of family she meets and the husband she gets, as all these factors decide whether a child is malnourished or not!!! Situation becomes pathetic when she does not have any financial and emotional support. Because a women in India without power (in any form financial or educational) does not have any voice or rather prohibited to speak out by the so-called man dominated society……so what is going to be fate of these three, where will she go? have we all become so inhuman that we cannot listen to the cry of a woman … and I lost in thinking what will it take if we all stand united together to resolve this issue, if every Indian show some determination that we will not let any child sleep hungry, if we can pay our 5 % of annual salary for this purpose it is not going to affect us anyway, the every 100-120 rupees that we spend on one movie and monthly 4-5 movies. if we watch only three and give 100 note for charity which will feed 5 people minimum and that will give immense satisfaction to us, these all may look small….but these things can make a difference in lot of other’s life..…..well when I was lost in thoughts she asked me for help. I gave her 100 rupee note (I wanted to give her some more, but I am still dependent on my parents..)…poor lady I sighed off!! And left that place….I Thought about her during my whole journey …..what all require is will……..determination…………… end it……….may be ….some seriousness which we lack…….well when I registered my name for CHANGE INDIA org. ……they asked me in which area would u like to work ?? And I said…without a proper thought….….issues on women and child development…..…………

Lack of sleep…..can lead to obesity!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

If you sleep less, you are more likely to be obese..!!!!!!! Well the first week of April is insomnia awareness week; this month is also a sleep awareness month. Lack of sleep was till now associated with overworked professionals but now youngsters, children are also facing this problem, and doctors say anyone who sleep less than 6-8 hours a day is likely to be 6 times more obese then the one who eats junk food regularly.
And the scientific reason behind this is imbalancing of two hormones. One is ghrelin, and another is leptin. Ghrelin is responsible for appetite and leptin is for satiety.
Hormonal imbalance happens when the sleep is not adequate, and whenever the level of hormone modulated, it increases the weight gain and appetite which results in obesity. factors like demanding work environment, pressure of studies, long travel time, influence of parent and partner life style, excessive use of computer and tv which add to it and make you more obese…….

So guys sleep well….stay away from obesity…live happily…..

NOTE: lack of sleep is not the single cause of obesity.....it is just one of them... commonly in children and youngsters)

chalo ek baar phir se......

Chalo ek baar phir se, ajnabi ban jaye ham dono

Na main tumse koi ummeed rakhoon dilnavaazi ki
Na tum meri taraf dekho galat andaaz nazaron se
Na mere dil ki dhadkan ladkhadaaye meri baaton mein
Na zaahir ho tumhaari kashm-kash ka raaz nazaron se


Tumhen bhi koi uljhan rokti hai peshkadmi se
Mujhe bhi log kehte hain, ki yeh jalve paraaye hain
Mere hamraah bhi rusvaaiyaan hain mere maajhi ki
Tumhaare saath bhi guzri hui raaton ke saaye hain


Taarruf rog ho jaaye to usko bhoolnaa behtar
Taalluk bojh ban jaaye to usko todnaa achchha
Voh afsaana jise anjaam tak laana na ho mumkin
Use ek khoobsoorat mod dekar chhodna achchha



nice song........

my favourite quotes.....:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)

"What you dislike in another take care to correct in yourself" by Thomas Sprat.


"Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you've imagined" by Henry David Thoreau.

"Hold yourself responsible for a higher standard than anyone else expects of you.
Never excuse yourself" by Henry Ward Beecher.

"Discontent is the source of all trouble,
but also of all progress, in individuals and nations" by Berthold Auerbach.

"Life is like a game of cards. The hand that is dealt you represents determinism; the way you play it is free will" by Jawaharal Nehru.


"The reason most people never reach their goals is that they don't define them, or ever seriously consider them as believable or achievable. Winners can tell you where they are going, what they plan to do along the way, and who will be sharing the adventure with them" by Denis Watley


"If you don't have a dream, how are you going to make a dream come true?" by
Oscar Hammerstein

"Life is like a library owned by the author.
In it are a few books which he wrote himself,
but most of them were written for him" by Harry Emerson Fosdick

"The question for each man to settle is not what he would do if he had means, time, influence and educational advantages; the question is what he will do with the things he has. The moment a young man ceases to dream or to bemoan his lack of opportunities and resolutely looks his conditions in the face, and resolves to change them, he lays the corner-stone of a solid and honorable success" by Hamilton Wright Mabie.

"I like the dreams of the future better than the history of the past" by Patrick Henry.


"All men dream but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity; but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dream with open eyes to make it possible" by T.E. Lawrence.

"The difference between a successful person and others is not a lack of strength, not a lack of knowledge, but rather a lack in will" by Vince Lombardi.

"The man who makes a success of an important venture never wails for the crowd. He strikes out for himself. It takes nerve, it takes a great lot of grit; but the man that succeeds has both. Anyone can fail. The public admires the man who has enough confidence in himself to take a chance. These chances are the main things after all. The man who tries to succeed must expect to be criticized. Nothing important was ever done but the greater number consulted previously doubted the possibility. Success is the accomplishment of that which most people think can't be done" by C. V. White.


"Reputation is what men and women think of us; character is what God and angels know of us" by Thomas Paine.


"Character is a diamond that scratches every other stone" by Cyrus A. Bartol.


"Character is higher than intellect. A great soul will be strong to live, as well as strong to think" by Ralph Waldo Emerson.

one more resolution.............................:(

It’s after a long time that I am writing this post, it’s because of some unwanted situations I did not have enough time to spare with my blog, well now I have come back and have lots of time to spend with it. I thought to write regularly but I don’t know some or the other problems come in my way and I am unable to write regularly.
But today I have taken a resolution to write regularly, lets see what happens because taking resolution is my one of the weakness, whenever I decide to do something I loose my enthusiasm in the halfway of my work, and this is the problem with me from my college days whenever I think of something I make my plan but the real pains starts while implementing it, I don’t know why do I loose my enthusiasm so early, I introspected myself but could not come with any answers, I know if I have to do something , if I have to reach to zenith of success, if I have to make my dreams come true I have to stay focused and determined, i always try my best but the results are not so exciting that I can feel happy with what I am doing, whenever I work hard I never get good results, and this phenomenon is continue from class first , but on the other side whenever I took things lightly I always found myself on the top, well why it is happening I don’t know it is still a mystery. I always ask god about this but don’t know why he always remains silent. Well I don’t have any complaints about the way my life has been till now, and I don’t want to complain about it because I know life is beyond what we think and imagine so I should accept as it is………..

if i want to succeed...............

If I want to succeed,
The path on which I proceed,
Have to be my own,
Only then I will be known.


I have to enjoy my own path,
Just to distinguish myself in a mass,
I want avoid borrowed robes,
I want to see how success comes.


I don’t want to follow fact steps,
I want to leave my own
I want to motivate others and see how
How history remembers me
With my name in gold

why am i???????

This world is like a dream, where everyone sees a dream and tries to weave the threads of dream into the cloth of reality. I may sound a bit abstruse to you guys but this is what I always think. We all are born with some innate qualities which are the important aspects of our personality-our inner personality- because our outer personality is heavily influenced by the kind of culture, circle of friends and the kind of things we get to see. in fact each and every aspects of ours is influenced and covered up by mask of superiority which confines us to the bitterly hostile world where everywhere I see the vivid illustration of what one should do, how one should live, where one should go etc.etc
But have we all thought for a moment, why do we struggle so much to live a life which ends up with nothing but lots of enigma. There has been limited jurisdiction over it and some had the unfortunate oversight exhibiting the apparent paradox of being naturally talented and benign to others. But what does really matter is how long you carry yourself? And I always find my self in confusion asking these questions. Why I am not living in the way I want to, why I am following the herd? Why am I walking on the same road as thousands of others, why don’t I choose to be different? Am I also like them or something different is there in me? I have heard people saying that everyone is gifted with something special but the misery of my life is that till now I am not been able to recognize it whether I have something in me or not. Though I have some dancing, singing and debating talent in me, so what! Thousand of others too have it. then the question is what is that talent which is hidden and which I am not been able to find in me -the true self of mine- which will give me the satisfaction that okay, this is what I should do, this is what I love to do, when will the day come when I will get a feel that I am the happiest girl on this earth and I am happy with what I am doing. I wish this day come soon when I will be out of this confusion, when I will not be walking on the road chosen or built by others but rather will built something of my own and then will walk on it. I know that I can be happy if I do what I like, I don’t want to be forced and made to work by others but this so called society and the limitations of being a social animal confines me to do what I want. I am searching for the way to come out of it and probably I will be out of it very soon till than I pray to god to give me the strength and courage to stay focused.

14 th fab!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

14th fab, this day is known as a day of expressing our feeling to our beloved one’s. Off course we need not to have a special day to express our feelings, one may argue but in a fast moving world when no one has got time for anything, just enjoying on this day or celebrating this day doesn’t bring any harm to anyone. Still some people carry out protest, terrorize and humiliate people and asking them not to celebrate just because it did not originated in India, hence it is alien to us…so we should shun it. Is this the reason that they try to give us than tell us? out of so many days that we celebrate, how many of them have originated in India? May not be a single or may be one or two, whatever it be but still I find some political parties like bajrang dal, shivsena and some Islamic organization terrorizing people, stoning buses , burnings cards ,posters ,shops and vendors or anyone who has something to do with this day. what is that? I don’t understand.. why do they do this i never hear about bajrang dal for the whole year except valentines day, which reveals a fact that even they wait for whole year for just valentines day when they can prove that their party still exist in India and they are not out work, because they prepare whole year for this day as how will they carry out their protest…great work!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!As if they are the only one’s who are left to care about us…why don’t they understand that India is a democratic country and everyone has their own right to live their life ..why do they interfere in people’s affair…well I have a suggestion for these kind of parties, when they wait and plan for one year to celebrate only this day. I think they should include this day in their party manifesto as the only working day.( because whole year you don’t listen about them, as they invest their time in planning for this single day.)
And if they talk about moral values than why don’t they really concentrate on moral vales….India is country where a women is given place equal to god, but still thousands of women are raped and murdered …do these parties do something? Daily Millions of children are exploited and assaulted physically and verbally. Do they carry out any protest? Daily we hear of people dying due to hunger and poverty. Do they raise their voices? No infect I never hear any of the political party doing anything when it’s come to morality. Then who have given them the right to spread violence on this day, and to interfere in totally people’s affair.
If they really want to do something about morality than please do concentrate on morale values only .they should understand that this is a healthy way to express one’s feelings, you may not be a couple to celebrate it, you can be a single. I am a single and still celebrate this day just to convey my god whishes, to express my warmth for my friends and beloved one’s, just to make their day truly special by gifting them something that they love. Something which brings a smile on their face…so this day is just for bringing happiness in our loved one’s lives.
song: love is life........

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My dream SB management school!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Date:9th may 2007
It was around 10 o clock in morning when I got up and I saw that everyone in my home is engaged in some or the other activity. I was shocked because everyone in my home is so lazy that anyone hardly gets up before 10 o clock in morning. So I asked my grandmother what is going to happen today. And she said “delhi se koi ladke vale aa rahe hai”.ME”what? kiske liye ma?...she said “tumahre liye”..me( shocked )what? Ab ye kesi musibat aayi hai muje bina bataye….dadi ma atleast mujhe inform to kar dete..
Grandma .”your dadaji fixed it on phone. Last night I don’t know anything…….. he told to us last night about it that they are coming today…and you were sleeping at that time, So we did not inform you…".

Me: per abhi to papa nahi hai…na……papa ke bina hi………. well while I was talking to her I heard the horn of car, so I went to open the door….and I saw 5 people coming out of it…among them one was a middle aged lady, three man were of around 50, and one was of 24-25(but I did not get the chance to see him. I just had a glance when he was sitting in his car….)…..i was asked to get inside and get ready but as I wasn’t happy with my dadaji decision so I refused to do so. …but my mom told me --nothing will happen if you will create a scene here….ultimately it will be your decision so don’t worry, now dadaji has fixed it and you should respect his decision as we can’t send them back now…..

Well I was forcefully asked to wear a sari though I was not comfortable in it…moreover I was so nervous that I was just trembling….after some time I was called to give my aptitude test for SB( sasural buisness management school). Where my paper was designed by Chairman (father- in- law) and the Vice-Chairman (mother -in -law) of the SB school, it was pretty easy for me. I sailed through and scored whooping 99.99% percentile.


Which gave me the confidence to perform well in gd.

GD: this round was conducted by other two uncles who were the staff representatives of SB management school, and the GD was beyond my imagination…..it was pretty easy for me to clear this round. Which again gave me some confidence to face personal interview……….

PI (personal interview)..it was this round for which I was nervous, and trembling as I never had any experience of this kind of interview…..i was not willing to go through this round but then (Principal …mere..Hone…aap samaj hi gaye hoge… ) want to conduct this round as it will decide my willingness to get into this B SCHOOL…so I had to give this …but as I was so nervous, I was almost sweating and worrying as what is going to happen? What kind of question is he going to ask me? What and how should I be answering?...well my aunt wished me good luck and gave some tips(tips to behave well with the principal of the b school)..so I just entered ….well after entering into the room I forgot all those tips……my heart beat was around 500 pulse per minute…my mind was filled with lot of thoughts that I dint realize if the Principal had come in…

Me( gaping at the floor )

He: hmm hmmmmm…..hello
Me: (slurring due to nervousness)…he….l………..l….o….o
He: how are you?
Me: f..i..n…e…………….h.o……w……r………u..
He: absolutely fine………….

Me:…(still looking at the floor………………….maintaining the silence….

He:…hmmmmm…if you don’t mind I am seeing that
you are constantly looking at floor…….well may I know…..what is that…

Me:…..(…..nothing. I was simply looking at it …..(I raised my head and looked at him…
He: now that’s fine……so preeti, u must have got some idea that why I called you to meet me personally …. Before our parents decide something let me know something about you….
So tell me something about yourself…….

Me: hmmmm……..about my self……hmmm……myself……hmmm my self…..self…..selfffff……well I am preetisoni, I did my most of schooling from kendryia vidalya, I did my graduation in microbiology from kgc secbad, I have been living there from last 6 years…….my short term goal is to my mba and my long term goal is to …

He: (interupting me and controlling his laughter)great!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!...i wish I would have been recruiting you to work for my company….........……..(he was a HR manager professionally)

me: (still did not get his meaning so I was feeling happy with my answer…)..Smiling……
He: smiling at me…..preeti I want to know about your hobbies, interest, what do you like…what not. …I already know about your educational, background through your parents……….
Me..hmmmmhmmmmm..hmmmmmm……..my hobbies are……………..actually acche se ak bhi nahi karti………kabhi tv dekht hu…to painting…kabhi padti….hu to kbahi dance…..bus………….
He.hmmmmmm good…….good

He: well do you know cooking…………

Me:….( got confused as what to tell so I decidec to tell truth.agar kahi recipie poch lega to……fas jauogii)yes I know 4 things to cook…roti, dal, rice, and aloo ki sabji……………..
He: hmmmmmmmm wow……...
Me:hmm itni se baat se khus ho rah a hai , thoda jhut add karti to kitna khus ho jata)smiling

He: so as you said your future plan is to do mba, when are going to do it. After marriage or before

Me: before…….only…………….

He: hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm and if you are asked to get married than….
Me: i will think……..

He:y a of course think think!!!!!! Jaldi bhi kya hai…..you have time to answer this question……
Don’t you want to know about me?

Me: yeah……..(yeah, so tell me…

He: well I am quite cool minded guy with…blah ……..blah……………..


Me: hmm so nice of u

He:(smiling)…well from my side its yes…what do you have to say?
Me:(man to hai yar!!!! Tuji se shadi karne ka……per mba bhi karna hai…..wait kar lega…..kya teen saal……this was the question……I was about to ask……………but did not have the courage to ask…..)…….lost in thinking


He: hmm..u still need to answer my question
Me: hmmmmm…jese mummy papa bolege vese hi …
He: hmm that means..u have no probes with me
Me: u can take it in that way…….

He:..hmmm appko hum pasand to hai na?kese lage aapko

Me:(jaberdast ho yar!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Bhagwan bus papa bhi man jaye….)…aap acche hai.

He: hmmmm I am glad to talk to you……..

Me:same here

He: apke dad nahi hai, kya lagta hai aapko…

Me: dad ka kya karna jab miya bibi raji to kya karege pitaji)..well ha vo to hai
He: well ab chalte hai final decision aapke papa ko lena hai

Me: ha.(.i came happily as my pi went well and I was sure that I will get admission into this SCHOOL.)


But at the end papa said that I am too young to get into this b school, and told me that there are many such branches of this B SCHOOL…I can get into anyone of them…once i get some work experience it will be easy for me to understand the basic nuances of SB management.


song: ye tera mera milna........

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mummy papa

(the names are changed in this story....unbelieble but true...)
In my neighborhood, a Sharma family resided while Mr. Sharma was a employee in a private firm with little income, Mrs. Sharma was a simple home maker but still they were quite contented with their lives. They lived a quite comfortable life until Mrs. Shrama got paralysis. It was a big shock for Mr Shrama and his family as all the responsibilities were on him. They had only one son whose name was arvind. Mr Sharma main aim was to provide his son world best education so that he could become a good doctor in future. And Mr Sharma did everything for his son. After completing his 12th arvind wrote some medical entrances but could not sail through, he again wrote some entrance examsbut still he did not get anywhere. So Mr Sharma decided to send him Russia to peruse his dream. He spent all his life savings on his studies and still was very happy with his life. after completing his graduation his son enrolled himself for the PG program without having any prior consent with his dad whether he had the money or not, and told about his decision to his parents. Mr Sharma didn’t want to abort his son’s plan so he asked for a bank loan. But the EMI was so high that Mr Sharma turned down the offer and borrowed from his relatives. After completing his PG, arvind returned back to India, and fortunately got a very good job in one of the very good hospital. Mr Sharma was the happiest and proudest man in this universe as his son fulfilled his dream. Soon arvind started getting many good marriage proposals and finally got engaged with a girl kavita who was also a doctor and very soon they were married. After his marriage his relatives started pressurizing Mr Sharma. The debt was mounting on him and he was feeling very upset about it so one day he told his son about this.
mr sharma: you know arvi our relatives are asking for the money ? and you must be aware of my condition that whatever I had, I had already spent on you and right now I am running out of money as whatever I am earning I am spending on your mom’s treatment…so beta please one by one repay our relatives money so that they wont disconnect themselves from us and the contacts can be maintained for forever. I expect that you and kavitha will seriously consider it and will repay them.
son: yeah dad but I guess you must be aware of my condition too . I have just now settled in life and don’t have any bank balance. Whatever me and kavitha are earning we are saving so that we can establish a clinic of our own as it was your dream too.

Mr Sharma: but arvi, clinic can be opened after sometime too, first you must get clear of all debts so that you will not live under any pressure….and once your debts are cleared we don’t have anything too do…..and you can do whatever you like….

Son: (what my debts!!!!!!!! Dad, don’t forget its you who borrowed this money , and now because of you we are facing this problem of insolvency, You are the only one because of whom I am living under this surmounting debt…i never borrowed anything from anyone………you incurred it on your own. I am asking what was the need for you to borrow so much of money??……

Mr Sharma: beta…(.stunned)…tears are rolling down on his cheeks…speaking in a manner as if his throat is choked….beta…do you think I did it for my own pleasures….

Kavita (meddling into the conversation): I guess arvi is right…we both have to make our careers and we have just now started working and we cant repay so much….sorry to say dad…but Me and arvind have got a job in Delhi and next month we will be shifting there so plz u handle it your own……..

After this they left their parents and went to Delhi, soon mr Sharma sold his house and repaid all his debts, and with the help from some NGO he is now in a old age home in jaipur…but what is that keeps on troubling me ? how can a man leave his own mother and father like this ? who did so much for him, who cared for him all through their lives, who provided him everything that he asked for? Who always supported him in all his decisions? and at the end what they got from all their sacrifices that they made for him? If arvi was doing something wrong with his parents kavitha must have guided him , she must have understood the fact that if a man can not be of his own mother can never be of any other women in this world. So taking arvi granted could be a mistake of her and she must understand that she too has parents if someone do the same with her parents how would she feel. Anyways whatever was the problem, at least they must have not sent their parents to an old age home because they too have emotions and feelings, which they want to share with their children for whom they suffered all through their life. i am sure there they wont be able to live happily because they will be in contact with similar kind of people who have been bereft by their own son and daughters and listening to them would make them feel more worse about it.if our mom and dad are doing so much for us can’t we just provide them a space of one room and food for two times, when they were young they never asked us but now when their body has emaciated we have also left them?.....if not for anything at least , as a human being he must have not left them like this alone in a time when they need him most? is this called humanity? Remember we will also have a family and if our son and daughter for whom we will take so much of pain, if they will also the same as we are doing how would we feel. we may not understand it now but we will definitely understand it in future. I know that rising sun is always appreciated but it is the sunset which makes us feel that life is going comfortably and we will definitely see a sunrise next day.I don’t know what was wrong with their family but I find arvi guilty of everything that his parents are facing today…….

song: her baat ko tum bhulo bhale ma baap ko mat bhoolna..................

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her wish!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My best friend Priynka ….she met a guy in the very first year of college and fell in love with him. He was very tall, handsome, dashing and a bit of yes-boss type of guy, my friend wanted this type of man only so she committed herself. Even I liked him as my future zizaji. Everything just went well for us and we three were very happy (three because me, priyanka and her boyfriend(neeraj) we three were good friends. And wherever we go we used to go together)but this honeymoon period did not last long and soon after 6-7 month , neeraj started showing his true colors…not giving time to priynka, busy with other girls on phone….all these things disturbed her a lot and very soon she come to know that he had some other relations too. she felt as if she was cheated, but she was so deeply in love with him that she did not want to ditch him. so she decided that she will try and do anything to make him fall again for her in such a manner that he never goes awry. so I asked her how is she going to do that,so that I can also learn some (boyfriend management…which might help me in future).
Priyanka: I have decided, I will not allow neeraj to just play with my emotions….i will do sth
Me:..yeah…right but what will u do??

Priynka:..changing topic..chal na mandir chale

Me:(shocked because she doesn’t believe in god)..what….temple..are you…joking?.

Priynaka: seriously…lets go..i went along with her…..(after going there she told me that she is going to keep fast for neeraj and she expected god to help her..it sounded a bit crazy to me.).

Me: wat..r u crack? Yar ….do you think that god will come and tell neeraj that you love him so much?
Priynka: I never believed in god but let me try to believe... I want to experiment …
Me: hmm (laughing…)as you wish…..

This girl changed herself from an atheist to a strong believer in god, infact she turned out to be so religious that apart from keeping fast on every day, she regularly used to visit temples, churches and she even kept karva chuath vart which south Indians generally don’t keep. So one day she called me.
.
priynka: hello priti…free hai aaj?

Me: yeah….anytime for you bol..kya baat hai…..

Priynka: mandir jane ka soch rahi hu…it seems koi bahut sarree saints and bahut bada program hone vala hai..

Me: (was not very happy with it )yar vaha to bade log jayte hai hum kya karege….abhi hamari umr nahi aayi..bad me chelege jab hamari umr aayegi..he he

Priynka: plzzz yar….chalte hai na.plzzzzz plzzzz plzz no one listens to me neither neeraj nor you…(getting bit emotional)

Me:..okkkkk chalugi milte hai( we both reached there. believe me it was such a boring program that i was almost yawning.. but she was so deeply involved in it that I started dreaming in my own world….suddenly she shook me up and asked…)

Priynka: I am going to meet that lady saint and going to ask her about my problem.

Me: ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha r u mad…..you have really gone crack…understand man…you are not in such a great problem that you should be meeting her, plzz yar!!! regain your conciousness.... be in this world …you are sounding to me like a 19 th century woman..we are in the 21st century…plzz remain in this world and one thing …I sugeest u to leave him….why are you doing so many things for a person who doesn’t value your feelings. I think you are wasting your precious time for him…plzzz yar….i m damn bored of it…. I want to go home..

Priynka: I did not expect this from you …(emotionally)don’t sounds so harsh !!!!! it hurts me when someone say something bad about him..….at least you .even you don’t understand……me?
Me:what..understand!!!!!!! yar ….i heard that love is blind and people go mad in love but i don’t think if there is someone like you….there should be some extent to which one should go…mad but not more than..that….………..understand!!!!!!!!!!!

Priynka:(angirly)I m going to meet her…and plz lecturer mat de jaha dekho suru ho jati hai..even I am bored of your lectures….

Me;(laughing) priynka..ruko…..bewkufi mat karo……..do you think she has a solution for your problem? did you ever think that if they had got the solution of every problem then there would not have been any problems in this world. we have to search a solution on our own........i believe that even she might be having some reason for being here...

Priynka: no…I don’t want to listen to your speech any more.

Me:(emotionally) plzzz plzz.. I am sorry for everything, but dear listen and think--we had a chat for 5 minutes-- and I persuaded her not to go to meet that lady saint.and we returned home..but then I seriously thought, what if priynka had really gone to that lady. what would have happened? I thought why people preach ? are they really messengers of god..or they just do because they don’t have anything to do so…and I imagined priynka and that lady in a very funny situation..
Ladki gayi sadhvi ma ke pass
Pochne apne BF ka hal
Ladka hai vo seedha sadha
Per bana hai vo mere sukh me badha


Ma, vash me mere vo kabhi nahi rahta
Chanchal jherne jesa vo bahta
Kabhi pinki kabhi maya
Nasha hai bus uspe inka chaya


Ma, muj per karpa kijiaye
Vash me karne ka mantra digiye
Ma, boli beti tu gyaan me kacchi
Boy frind vas ka mantra jo aata
to tu mujhe yaha na pati
na hi ashram ka me ye kast sahti


sukh se apne gher me rahti
kyo jagah jagah pervachan karti
gher me ILU ILU gati
per ha agar tujhe kuch asa mantr mil ajye
tera suna man khil jye
too plz to mujhe bhi batana



chod sadhvi ka ye bana
chod ashram ka ye janjhat
me bhi tere sath chalugi
sapne sajjan ke sang bunugi

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sweet memories

Time waits for no one , a very famous cliché and yes very true in nature too . so why does time move so fast, why do years roll on with speed, why do we all worry about passing of time, why does time want us to run after it. Well when all these kind of thoughts are striking my mind today, I am feeling a bit nostalgic about my past especially my days at school and college which still fills me with joy and further adds to my inner happiness . And I m sure all of us here must be missing out our those wonderful friends in our wonderful days of school and college. Where we all enjoyed together. So today I don’t know why am I recalling those days back and feeling very happy because those were the days which I miss a lot, those were the days when I bunked classes for movies, jumped the walls of college and then got caught by principle too (many times…was known as a experienced and skillful wall jumper in my college as I know many ways of jumping walls), never attended any classes and if by mistake attended than either sleeping or gossiping were the two things that I use to do during my classes , canteen and chatting with online frnds were the activities that i did during lab hours , and taking interest in friend’s love stories and kebab me hadi banana was the most favorite pass time for me …but now everything has ended and I am alone ,I don’t have anyone to share my feelings, I don’t have anyone with whom I can go to nearest chat shop and eat pani puri, I don’t have anyone with whom I can plan for a outing , and no one is there who can suggest me thousands of ways to lie to mom & dad about picnic, now time has changed and everyone has changed & got engaged with their personal lives , now I don’t say that they shouldn’t change because I know that change is a natural process that happens with everyone of us , and I know that they have not changed themselves only situations have changed and they did no wrong in adapting themselves with time and situations and that is a good thing to do, because after all leaving the bygones behind and moving forward is the name of life. That’s why I have also decided that there could be many ways to regain the happiness of those days and the only way is living in the paradise of our sweet memories and sweet dreams which reminds us of our all happy days and I know that inside each one of us , sweet memories exist as if they are the heaven of our mind where we live in peace and comfort , enjoying all worldly pleasure and witnessing the happiest moment of our lives. These are the memories which make our lives meaningful and remind us of our good times in our most troubling days. Our memories teach us what we are and what we want to be? we all are associated with some or other memories which give us the hope for a new beginning ,a hope to dream something big and a hope to achieve something great . Sweet memories makes us to realize that we are worthy to be born as a human being and a sweet memory can be associated with any thing in our life … our parents , our frnds , partner , kids and sometimes with a stranger too who has been able to bring some smile on our face…….so my motto is to be sweet with everyone as much as possible and fill sweetness in everyone’s life with my sweet attitude and sweet talks …so people can have sweet memories of me in their heart…..but it is the time only that will test me that how longer I will remain sweet? But one thing is true that a sweet memory is the only thing in this world that lives forever in our heart and mind….rest other things just gets faded away with time and situation. here is a poem about sweet memories by a very famous poet. In quiet times I often sit And find my mind adrift To another place, another time And oh! My spirits lift! i see your happy, smiling face, and that twinkle in your eye. I hear you sing your favorite song And I laugh...and then I cry. Inside my heart Sweet Memories Stay with me each day I cherish, and I cling to them For I miss you in every way. Each thing I see... Each thing I do, brings you close to me For everything upon this earth Brings Sweet Memories of you. I imagine our reunion Some day at heaven's gate It fills my heart with happiness... But for now, I'll have to wait. Until my life upon this earth And my work here is complete And sweet memories keep me Until at last again we meet. Vo lamhe_Pak mix.m... me jahaa rahu.rm Hosted by eSnips Subscribe to: Posts (Atom) Gimme More Gimme More - Britney Spears Followers jara idher bhi dekho ali deeps dorothy GRE/management entrance exam verbal Hemanth Potluri ishqia jyoti khusboosoni knowldge de business Mrityunjay sharma prajyot vikas About Me preetisoni i am a fun loving and easy going girl..no attitude problem..i live my life on my terms and conditions so never regret for anything in my life, love and friendship are of paramount imprtance to me...believe in enjoying the every moment of life so that i dont feel if i have mised something......on other side i laugh alot i m lazy..crack.(may be a bit)...freak.....sweet.too sweet.......know me more thrugh my blog.. 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