just a thought-2

Isn't it irritating when at some point in ur life you feel all trapped and there seems to be no way out. And to worsen the situation, all you are left with is to wait for time to bring along solution. The feeling of helplessness is so killing.
your loved ones are there to support you ,they are always there even if you feel like going away from them and to be alone.

Sometime i wonder
why is it that at times when one feel to stay alone and just in the next split second want someone to be there to talk to .

one feel like going away from everything and the next thought that hit you is why am i running away?,why is this happening to me and giving a thought when u find yourself responsible for whats happening to you.One introspect oneself.

just another thought!!!!!!!!!!

I was just sitting and wondering, What is more difficult to bear?

i. Your own hardships ?

ii. Your Loved ones' hardships and pains ?

I guess, our loved ones' hardships....Because when you are in trouble, you can help yourself and search for solutions. But when your loved ones face hardships, it brings such pain that will burn you every second....But the worst is not being able to help them, that very feeling of helplessness...One tear from their eyes is enough to keep you awake whole night or irritated for the next whole week....But then I read somewhere, "Let your loved ones struggle...Else, u will retard their growth and deprive them of the lessons which only life can teach......"

Well, we all read the fundas of life in so many novels, books and stories......But you understand their meaning only when you experience them yourself. And when life's struggles teach you the already learnt lessons, you feel as if you have discovered something really new but true forever.....

CHILDHOOD

Anytime you hear this beautiful word, so many beautiful thoughts start pouring.Childhood, as most of the people agree, is such a lovely period of life. All the small things like reaching school on time, fighting with friends and playing with the same friends next day, getting punished for trivial things like not polishing school shoes, waiting for winter and summer breaks, getting scared during exams, playing in hot sun without worrying about getting tanned, eating whatever you want from roadside without thinking about hygiene, used to matter so much. It was more of a life driven by passion and emotions, rather than concerns and logics. But then there is always other side of the coin. Yesterday only I visited a bank. Suddenly a young kid of age, say 7-8 years, came begging. I was wondering what must be her thoughts about childhood. The age, when she deserves to play, get pampered, at that age she is concerned about getting her daily bread. The age when she should be cared, she is wondering as if no one is there for her.How true it is, every definition in this world tends to be relative…Nothing is absolute…

Wannabes!!!

Wannabes …There so many…I met so many all through out my life…
In college, I have found some small town girls wanting to be hype like the girls from metros…Girls from metros want to be as cool as the NRIs; the NRIs want to be like those firang females…And there are so many wannabes… The language, slang to be specific, dressing style, topics of discussion they pick up from their so-called ideals… I just want to make one point very clear, making someone your ideal and trying to emulate them is far, far different than being a wannabe and copying the so-called ideal of yours and giving up your true self in the process. Now, same is the story with guys wannabes…The guys want to be John-look-alike, will sport long, straightened hair, no matter how bad they look with all those split ends and weird colours, SRK look-alike will wear bright, zingy-zangy shirts. I could spot so many guys, wearing those tight T-shirts and in process of building body, they end up with disproportionate body… I firmly believe that “Looking Good” is a feeling common with most of human beings, but in this process, why to end up being a joke!

AM BACK

i am back .know no one reads my blog other thn us and some galti se aa gaye strangers .
i ill be trying frm now to be regualr at my both the blogs .blogging is fun when u r penning down the thoughts that come in ur mind exactly when u writing sumthing.instantaneous thoughts and
memories.

so just sit back and read.

'R'est ...'I'n.....'P'ieces

Dear DHAKKAD(n7710),
This is to let you know, we all are missing you a lot here.
Mom-Dad have not taken food (of their choice) for the last so many days.
I too haven't found your surrogate as yet n my friends are bearing (a lot more thn )with me .remember all those threats we together brought for spammings janta's message inbox (best were those 30-30 page emails converted to sms's sent to those skinny phones lyk 1100,2300 etc which would make dem go 'TALLI')
Before giving my condolences to my 'DHAKKAD' i shud first introduce you all wid my(used to be) nokia 7710,marketed as a smartphone by nokia still the dumbest lookin mobile phone in which nokia ever blew current into(No hard feelings dude!).NOKIA'S TOUCHSCREEN FIASCO and u know tumhare childhood pe motorazR dint came into existence nahi to bete you too wud hv been boasting a shilpa shetty jaisi figure but you were to mine 'APNE' wala 'MIRACLE BOY' . Ur back was as bare as shekhar suman's chest (yeah ....yeah....yeah..........i admit i havent gave u new clothes in your whole lifespan).and haan ..ha.aa..an that f**k*n speaker phone u got everytym act as interpreter which strain out all those abusive slangs addrsessed to me to words lyk thanku'z n lotsa love etc etc ...n jab anything i say ill amplified it to teri....ki n etc etc...chalo despite all those pissing features(you gotta admit dude u sucked big time).oye haan battery ki tareef to 'LEFT' waloon ke tantrums ki tarah left hi reh gayi itni 'vaddi' battery guys at MOTOROLA would have made a another slim phone out of it and antonym to energizer ki ad (long lasting) battery(dis is for information of all those people who dint came near me darr ki maare of the battery explosion news ,it wasnt bl-5c neither was it that bl-4c ) couldnt cope up with u not until the evening dude n haath khade kar deti thi .Cha.alo anyways you Rocked dude(with that f**k*n speaker too).
bought it on 4th of sept 2005 (my sis bday & i got the gift(source : bade hone ki 109 benefits))
At the electronics me n dad were to find a new phone for her bday gift n tumhe dekhte hi i was drooling like a lungi wale uncle watching a ramsay bros filmed rape in a dakbangla.So i overclocked my p386 to core2duo 2ghz to fabricate a new story to convince dad to drop the idea of buying a new phone for her and instead buy me you dude (mehnat lagi thi uncle). So i brought u home after that BIG FIGHT with that shopkeeper (the guy was not ready to laminate you for nothing, was saying ki itna bada phone hai itne sale profit nahi hoga jitni ki lamination karwa loge aap).For the whole night i couldnt just keep my hands off you(no kinky feelings too dude).I googled for you n for the stuff to stuff up your belly (90mb internal n 128mb mmc).





I still remember you were quite upset when I tried to force all those pirated applications and games down your throat.I accept everybody is possessive about his old attire but never had I imagined you would be so stubborn and cling your outdated original themes .In hindsight, I believe you had at least some reasons for being so inflexible.Of course, I thought you were just acting tough.Like a classy actress refusing to wear fake D&G, you desperately said ‘no’.I mean n7710 a touchscreen smartphone from stables of NOKIA world's leading manufacturers has some basic dignity.
I might have been brutal but you were always so obliging.Hope you still remember that chilly midnight of 25th December before the DSP exam i left you with my roomie that body odour ogre king which tried all his skills just to open your keylock & finally dropped you over the table failing n resulting a scar on your bum and when that nympho-surd borrowed you to watch all his 3gp scandals on your 640*320 fullscreen. and tum 'shaane' wahan jaake along with help of ur battery band pad jaate the.Not to forget all those incidents .How that strengthened our bonding!


I simply love the faces u made when i purchased that o2 atom & us day to tumne hadh hi kar4 di thi whn DIWALI pe i bought n93i (dude u were yelling lyk a typical bollywood c grade heroine "ya to is ghar me meri sautan rahegi ya mein")



Now that you are nowhere to be found, I often get up in the middle of the night. I gaze at the stars from the window of my 4th floor flat, thinking how blessed I was to have you. With teary eyes and a heavy heart I often miss my personal collection of ringtones,ebooks , *.html & *.doc .that you so very gracefully used to carry and unfold at the touch of my fingers on your screen.You were a real companion, a true friend - the way you used to hide all those x-rated pictures and videos in fake files and folders (and sometimes cunningly made it difficult even for me to remember and retrieve!).

You were so moody yaar, I even miss your unique way of throwing tantrums.You sometimes proved to be a nincompoop,u fondly carried out all those calls and conversations with my friends and whenever a female voice appeared on the other side you started loosing signals that was really silly, friend!
I always used to take special pride with you carrying in my palms(despite you dint fit in that) and d way i have to hold my low rise bcoz of your weight yaar.Recall my H.O.D scolding ME ONE DAY "dont bring video games to classrooms" (those were the days yaar when we used to surf sitting on those last benches and gawking at the most ___ rani mukherjee's n kajols of out class )and watching videos after every interval and playing games over bluetooth keeping apart the nostalgia.I know I have not lost you, I know you have gone away find yourself. To get some ‘space’.

our ‘janam janam ka rishta’ will remain.
i can only beg your forgiveness and say… Purani baatein bhool jao, jo hua so hua, laut aao mere pyaare dhakkad. Tumhein koi kuchh nahin kahega…..