A love myself...

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She shouts – I will not come back ever…. A mirror is on the backside of the door showed him that her announcement doesn’t made any impact.

No second thought and she walk away through that door which he never left in that way before.

May be this all never remains the same – he told her one day, when they both take a walk beneath the sky full of clouds as it’s the rainy session in Mumbai.

They met in a friend’s birthday party and when both get introduced they find the place quite bore to celebrate their first meeting.

That first meeting turns in to usual chatting on net and sms and taking on phone…then its further change in to dates and yup they enjoyed each other’s company.

One day she came to know that the boy is addicted to drugs. She thought her love and affection can change his habit. She tries to talk to him about this but he really not interested to get this all in to this.

Today when she found that all her efforts went to vain – its kindaa heart breaking to her. Now it’s time to her to choose one either her love or values.

She finally makes a decision and rushed to his flat……….

Banged the door she entered in the room and found him taking drugs …..She makes herself firm enough to tell him.

I will not come back ever and turned to the door again. …. A mirror is on the backside of the door showed him that his announcement doesn’t made any impact.

No second thought and he walk away through that door which he never left in that way before.

No tears in her eyes but an admiration for herself.

listening maself , my inner soul...

COINCIDENCES – strange but good..

Well the last Friday is full of coincidences for me….\A trip to head office/.\a miss bus/ ..\call to ankit/..\then that kathi role with him/…\more than five km. of walk/..\my sprint to get in to the bus to Ambala cantt./…\get the corner seat before someone else/…\and finally a chat with stranger/…..

8.00am
Usually I get at 8.45 to get ready to go to patiala for ma training but its Friday nd after office I gonna go home so I leave the bed a bit early = half an hour. I went to the bus stop with sami and get in to a wrong bus due to hustle \actually the bus is goin to khanna. That is opposite the desired direction/..

11.15 am.

I get in to office at 11.15 am and yup once again my training coordinator is in the office before me.\kindaa a bad feel but its kindaa every day story/..before I settle maself out there I got to know that I gonna go to head office to give somthin out there\nd trust me its really not a very important paper/. I give a buzz to ankit to stay in college so that we both go to Chandigarh together\just for the company nd for a good conversation time/.

1.15 pm

I get back to ma college again\from where I depart just 2 hours before/. Ankit is not at the bus stop so I called him and in between I miss a bus to chandigarh..
Finally we get in to bus and reach Chandigarh at 3.00 pm. Now due to my curtsey we don’t know where the head office is, so we asked to some friend and get to the place around 4.15pm...
I order for two katthi role at the shop and we sit. We talk about our three years in college, college crowed and many more.\do watch some chick’s around/...Yup katthi role is good.
Then we rush to sector 17 so I can get a bus to ambala from where I can get a train to home. I get in to the bus again in hurry but this time a right one.

Stranger ……

I get inside and marginally beat an uncle to get the seat.\I get the seat fraction of seconds before uncle reach to the seat/. A girl is sitting beside me – kind of tired she put her head on her bag.
I said to conductor “a ticket to ambala” and the girl whispered “you better say ambala cantt.” And this is the mare beginning of the conversation. She is doing engineering\Most obvious professional course of the country/= that is why India is at third place in no. of engineers becoz you can find them any place in this country.
Now we both have the most common topic to discuss = ENGINEERING
We start with all the cursing to the teachers, assignments and exams. It sucks when someone asks =you what after engineering and as final year student this most common question every one ask me.
But frankly I learnt a lot form these four years and engineering teaches you that how you can handle the stress when the situation got worst, how u can prepare for the exam just one night before and how u can screw yourself in those vivas and files.

5.50 pm

The bus rush to ambala city and the journey is about to complete. Its been a good time talking to her as a senior in same course or more as a stranger. We share our no. and leave to our destinations….

AFTORWODS---

So its been a day full of events for me and I really not regret to go to chandigarh\ which I did when I leave the patiala/.
so all wells when ends well and in my case its Friday so a good week…

G-A-G-A-N

Ain't No Comfort

Do I lost in my own world or is the social bondages – Some time I feel that ya I can sought it out – but it ends nowhere. May be we get ourselves in things which really out of our circle. Circle—in which we are the center. Many people are at the same radial distance – even then u set your priorities every single time.

Most of time in your life you feel that there is no comfort in making people comfortable. May be I don’t know what kind of comfort I am look-in for—for someone – His or her individual thinking or the happy go round world is the comfortable enough to spent the whole fuckin life.
Or sometimes you feel that leave things on their own and everything will set up- turn out to be good as we said “ ALL WELL WHEN ENDS WELL”. Not very practical lines- may be it all turn true in some cases.
But its not enough to make your soul a comfortable one..You are wondering here and there like no senses and ya that we called a disturbed mind..
We usually talk about people which may not belongs to you – a crap discussion may satisfy you Zeal But after this session you feel- WTF m doin.
Again and again the same Questions comes to your mind but ain’t no answer u find.
Some lines came to mind—it goes like-
Ain’t no Mountain high enough
Ain’t no valley low enough
Ain’t no river wide enough

Let I add one more line –
Ain’t no comfort soothing enough.
So as for now –
IT’S AIN’T NO COMFORT…..

DREAM AND DESTINATION

DREAM AND DESTINATION

Rope in hand, trouble in mind –watching the slowly moving selling fen, May be he wants to reconsider his decision again…..

AYEAR BACK-
He is happy to get admission in his dream school after scoring a percentage of 93% in his 10th standard. He is a good confident student in his studies and keen to perform well at this place. The first few months gone well as he makes some good frns here. The place is quite different from the previous school but he adjusts himself. The first class tests are the one to make impression on the teacher and he did his best, scores top marks in the class.
Class 11th is just the prelims of the board exams of the next year. With his performance in this class he made a clear arrival of a bright student in the class ……
He passed the exams with first position in the class…

THE FAMILY and ALL—
In India, its always treated differently when someone steps in to class 12th and in his case there is no difference at all. His father always tries to motivate him and traced out the examples of the so called genius of his colleagues children.—like—
He got 95% in 12th or someone got admission in IIT or in Delhi Univ….
May be he had the different thoughts in hi mind. Although he is good in studies but somewhere he has a dream to be a good musician, he is good in guitar playing and famous among his circle……
But in India, good academics what still matters for the parents and here he too feeling the pressure…

DREAM AND DESTINATION –

The so called time to face off the board exams is near. He knows that his preparations are good and will get a success. With this, a competition event is also going to be held for the newcomer musicians. The auditions are on and he wants to take participation in it. Although he hasn’t told his family about this, he is assured to perform well in both ways.
And yes on his place he did well in both. ……

A SUDDEN DAY—

The D-DAY for him as the results of exams and the music event is going to come on the very same day. He won the event and dream to start his new carrier. He went home to tell his parents about this all.
AT home its all turn different way – the place seems different to him as he enters in the main room…his father setting on the sofa is not happy…he try to imagine the situation but all a sudden his father start – the copy of his board result is in his hand …he scored a good 80% ..but his father know that the marks are not enough to get him in a good insti. A long speech and long silent that’s what takes place in those hours …
In all this he doesn’t told his father what he has achieved…
This all turn grimy for him and he went to his room right a way…

11.50 pm…ROOM WITH DIM LIGHT—
He think about all a thousand times but it didn’t going any where for him..
“ROPE IN HIS HANDS, TROUBLE IN MIND – WATCHING HIS SHADDOW IN THE REFLECTION OF SLOWLY MOVING FAN – MAY BE WANTS TO RECONCIDER HI DECESION...”

MANGO THINKING(aam soch)

MANGO PEOPLE-Including myself.

That’s what we are. In our vast country we all are part of system which treat different people with different frames. But the band in which the most of the crowed come is the so called MIDDLE CLASS or the AAM Adami(Mango people).

The great Indian middle class. Now what are the traits to be in this class. I think it always on the basis of bank balance and life standard. In a different view point its our mental thinking which can get you in this class.

So here are some interesting traits of being in this class……………………

• Always ready to give a free advise either one is interested or not.
• Happy to watching Cricket all time.
• Like to enjoy debates on politics.
• Always interested in what others are doing.
• Try to create a image of a Bond (007) in front of others.

Some where these are the traits of all of us Indians. I may not be right but that what m thinking.

Think Again.......

These lines stuck ma mind while m waiting for the train to arrive...
The day before its the 6oth Republic day of India. I watch all the march-past of rajpath and all. But did this all ended up any where. People blaming each other and make no sense....
So Just check out the lines and let me know....

Those years and years of pain
making me feel so strange..
why we are celebrating this republic day
as children weeping lonely..
at the road side way...
that parliament attack or Mumaai disgrace
Aksherdham, jaipur or any place...
a country crying coz of terror and
people weeping due to corruption
so think again...
why we are celebrating ....
these republic day....

simple day in Simple Words

1:15 pm..... SECTOR 17...CHANDIGARH..
Standing in sector 17n while watching a child ALI He said “A child always see the destination , but we always see the OBSTACLES “

SIX HOURS BEFORE...

7:50 am...... HOSTEL ROOM
Laying in his bed he was thinking about the next half an hour. Being lazy can be harmful to anyone and same here and things did not turn up as he was thinking. He land up in Chandigarh half an hour late of the scheduled time.
Its HE, Mahesh and PP waiting for Guru to come and he too came late. Just a bit of gossip and geared up for training and all.
Different offices and different answers. Four of them know what is the result but they tried and all ends up in the very same way. Simple no....
After all that its time to bit chilled out and all land up to sector 17. All get in to Indian Coffee House. A bit different place to be in. They all order for three cold and one hot coffee.

1:15 pm..... SECTOR 17...CHANDIGARH
Standing in sector 17n while watching a child ALI He said “A child always see the destination , but we always see the OBSTACLES “ Mahesh comments “ good thought in simple way”.
Then Ankit came there and Guru and Mahesh went to their MBA class .
He and Ankit again went to Coffee house. Order for two coffees again. They Talked about the previous two days. Then a walk to the last corner of lane. Setting in front of Addidas he said “ i always found good friends but the last meeting is not good..
They again came back to front of fountain. Commenting on peoples dressing sense they talked about the future and all stuff. Both were confused.

4:30 pm....
They left 17 and grab some food in dhaba . Got a bus to 43. He is feeling cold and a bit of fever. He got a bus to his place, watching outside from the window he was choked up with many thigs...JOB,TRAINING AND YA HIS OWN LIFE IN ALL THIS.
Sun set and indicating for day to end.

6:30 Hostel Door ...
Watching his reflection in the glass of the front door he stepped in to the hostel and get in to his bed..........