Mar Jawaan Arabic Part

:Radi krah di krawa:
:wal hawah wasamah:
— Teri yaad mein main tarsa iss hawa
— mein aur is samah mein —
:Wadi krah hitawahat:
:allah dukha wasamah:
— Wade karke tune tarsaya mujhe
to allah ne dekha iss samah mein —

:Latehwal flahwahat:
:allah dukha wasamah:
— Gunha Kabool Kiya phir bhi na kuch paya
— aur Allah ne dekha iss samah mein —
:Wadi krah hitawahat:
:allah dukhawasamah:
— Wade Karke Main Tarsa
Allah ne dekha iss samah mein —

Mar Jawaan

Before reading this... I want you to think of the 'special person' of your life... He / She (preferably He... that is this is for girls mostly!) can be Edward Cullen :P, Shahrukh Khan or any celebrity... can be your crush, your present one or your ex... but the only condition is you need to have seen the person enough to know how he looks in different chores of life!

If you are in my school, you will easily know the places I talk of... else it wont be much of a problem imagining it... I wont say there are any classrooms or commerce classes kinda stuff.. I just mention corridoors and halls and rooms... you can imagine them anyway.. to me they will be like the ones in my school!

This is perfectly my imagination.. well actually its moments... I cherish and I will always and before I loose them.. I want them to be here... I have woven them all into a small song... and whenever I will hear it.. these flashes will play in my mind like a video

Whenever I listen to Mar Jawaan... it reminds me just of one person I can like see forever... well I donno if I will ever get to see him again for like after 12th.. he's gone! But I know this song and my eyes closed will always get him in my heart...

So here we start... read each line of the song and then visualize what you are asked to!

radi..krah….di..krawa….
(you are standing and the guy is sitting... he looks at you with the most innocent eyes you will ever see... and you are looking into them and thats all the world is about in that moment)

wal_hawah…..wasamah….
(the guy looking in your eyes with same affection as you are looking into his and he mouth curls into a slight smile which is sweet, angelic and naughty at the same time)

wadi…krah….hitawahat….
(the smile turns to a laughter... not a loud one but a very sweet one... your smile widens)

allah dukha…wasamah…
(laughter now goes into the eyes of the guy and his eyes are sparkling)

latehwal…flahwahat….
(he asks you to show your hand for he wants to read it and you dont cross question or anything but simply he orders you and you join both your palms and show them forward for him to see)

allah dukha…wasamah….
(he hardly looks at the palms for a second and then says 'you arent as naughty as I thought')

wadi…krah….hitawahat….
(you have first time in your life taken your finger prints... actually had them taken by one of the India's top forensic doctor and you bring the A4 sheet and show it to the guy)

allah dukha…wasamah…..
(he takes them but sees them in such a way that all the black powder is rubbed off the finger prints and gets on his hand and then he takes a napkin and says 'you dirtied my hands')

fly yooo….
(you are walking a corridoor on 2nd floor... and from first floor the guy is staring at you just to make sure you are there for he asked you to go...)

fly yooo….
(you realise that the guy was supposed to be doing something more important and why the hell is he staring you?)

mar jawaan mar jawaan
(you are standing beside the guy and a professional carrier person... the guy is telling all he has done and all he is interested to do... you are listening to it and smiling)

tere ishq pe mar jawaan
(in a hall... the professional is giving a lecture and the guy is standing with the late comers... he is least interested in the lecture but alot more interested in the girl beside him...)

mar jawaan mar jawaan
(he keeps asking the girl something or the other... one moment you feel glad to be somewhere near him and being able to see him.. the next you are hell angry for the guy talks to another girl)

fly yooo…
(you are super jealous now)

tere ishq pe mar jawan
(you try alot of stupid things to do while the lecture... biggest of them being trying to sound interested and asking questions... you hope the guy is looking at you when you are doing so but you totally dont know!)

bheege bheege sapno ka jaise khat hai
(you are standing outside a room which isnt a classroom or anything... you are there just like that and the guy comes out of the corridoor... honestly he got no work to come there and God knows why is he there... but he then sees you and he leaves...)

heyyyy….
(however as he sees you before going so he stops dead in the place and comes to you)

geeli geeli chaahat ki jaise lat hai
(next you know is that the guy has seen you first time in a total different look and asks you 'how these clothes?' and then you know you are just walking besides him...)

mar jawaan mar jawaan
(you remember the blue shirt... royal blue shirt he wore the time he saw you in different clothes for the first time... it was shining and so he was he!)

tere ishq pe mar jawaan
(back to the hall and lecture... you hear the guy tell his educational interests to the professional and then you leave feeling good)

mar jawaan mar jawaan
(next moment God knows why you turn back to look at the hall and you see the guy walk out just behind you...)

tere ishq pe mar jawan
(neither the guy nor I stop or try to even converse... both of you just walk and you think that was the guy there just till you were or you are making alot of things in your mind!)

radi..krah….di..krawa….
(you are not in your best clothes but in the colour and look you like... you are just walking and someone calls your name.. its the same guy.. he's in school on Saturday though he has no reason to be there... he is in a room to which he isnt related a miles like to... but he is in there and has called your name from there...)

wal_hawah…..wasamah….
(you go into the room and for the first time you see a very homely look of his... he's wearing a t shirt over his not so regular pants and he is looking good... you now know he loves BLUE!)

wadi…krah….hitawahat…. allah dukha…wasamah…..
(he kind of scolds you... you love it for he's being in a way naughty... he talks to you for hours... and all you do is SMILE and stand there fixed at your place and listen... listen for hours and I mean HOURS!)

latehwal…flahwahat…. allah dukha…wasamah…..
(he asks you when was your class supposed to be... and you tell him it started half and hour back but as he was speaking and you didnt want to disturb so you let him talk and you were listening)

wadi…krah….hitawahat…. allah dukha…wasamah…..
(another day... you tell him that someone somewhere may care for him and so he should better take care of himself... and he smiles and laughs.. you ask him what?? and he says thinking that how you have grown up so suddenly and you feel amazing listening to this!!)

soche dil ke aisa kash ho
(you bugged the life outta the guy to search something for you... poor chap one day calls you himself and says come along and we will search the drawer and maybe we find the things and he does so... he is working and you are looking at him...)

tujhko ek nazar meri talash ho
(you are looking while he is speaking as he searches for the things and then just an affectionately 'dear'... bas then what?? you are dead on the spot.. you dont hear anything more than that.. you dont do anything for the rest of the day... all you do is SMILE)

jaise khwaab hai aankhon mein base meri
(you are walking in the corridor... you feel he is looking at you but well you feel it 24 hours and then suddenly his 2 fingers curl out of wrist and call you... you are confused! He's calling you for the first time... is it real?? So in sign again you ask him - me? and he nodds...)

waise neendo pe silvate pade teri
(your first rain... or atleast you had your share of rain... okie he likes to be with his friends playing and you like rain dance... but well that feeling coming in front of him...)

bheege bheege aarmano ki na had hai
(you all wet... going home and on a long path you are walking.. knowing he is there behind you following each and every step.. yet you dont turn and it goes on like this! just after the first partial rain :P)

heyyyy….
(you forget something on your table.. he asks for it the next day and you say... oops I lost it and then he gives his so naughty wali smile and takes it out of his pocket...)

geeli geeli khwaish bhi toh behad hai
(you scold the hell out of him for he does something you dont like.. poor chap comes all the way to where to are to make up but doesnt succeed... sends another friend to do so but no luck there either but you feel pathetic for being so angry on him before... and its the first time you had a tear in your eye for something so sweet)

mar jawaan mar jawaan
(sitting alone in a room with the guy wanting to talk about studies but well he has pen.. so do you... he's got a notebook in front of you and so do you.. a common book.. but he's on with his tales and you are listening..)

tere ishq pe mar jawaan
(he drives past you sitting inside the best car you saw... a car in India you would like to purchase with the number '0001' and well you stare again!)

mar jawaan mar jawaan
(the first face you see in the morning is him... without his usual specs and he looks wow without them and the first person he reminds you of - Salman Khan and since then you secretly call him ' mera wala Salman Khan ')

tere ishq pe mar jawan
(you are there out of your class in the photostat room.. he comes there for the same.. you are the one doing the photostats and he sees you and just one question he asks ' you can do this too? ')

radi..krah….di..krawa….
(you are there in front of him... he is standing there with his group of friends... but well he wanted you to be there... you ask him a million times - Can I leave? and all the times all he says is 'no stay here' ... he wont ask you a thing in the group directly but knows that you know all the answers...)

wal_hawah…..wasamah….
(he's standing in front of you speaking to a lot of people.. you are one of the listeners... he's upset or angry about something and when you ask him all he'll say is 'no I am not' but you dont pay attention to what he is saying.. you are seeing the small nail he is playing with... trying to hurt his nail with it.. actually it was bent so he was trying to undo so inspite of knowing he wont be able to do it.. and you are like crazy not listening to anything but just seeing so he doesnt hurt himself...)

mar jawan…
(seeing the guy standing alot away from where he should be talking to another girl and feeling HORRIBLE)

wadi…krah….hitawahat….
(recording his voice secretly and listening to it all the time.. a thousand times)

allah dukha…wasamah…..
(his telling your mom 'your gal doesnt eat a thing.. I tried all my might')

mar jawan….
(listening to his heart... he knows you are there and you havent seen that side of him but he is willing to share it with his friends in front of you... you hear it.. you cant help crying and you CANT show it in front of him either... you know the pain he talks of for you have felt something similar and once again you feel helpless.. this time more for you feel helpless for him as well.. and you rush out of the room)

latehwal…flahwahat….
(ofcourse how can you not forget the fights... not talking to him.. teasing him.. taunting him.. him teasing you.. pulling your leg and irritating the hell out of you... but at the end of the day even if you both mutually decide to not talk for the rest of your lives.. you know you are there for each other and you always will be!)

allah dukha…wasamah…..
(praying a hundred time... a million times 'God please take care of 'the guy'')

wadi…krah….hitawahat….
(in one blink... all these memories discussed above go in your brain in super fast forward speed... slow enough so you can catch a few... and save all in your heart... something like how the infinite memories passed me when I was writing a few special ones here...)

allah dukha…wasamah…..
(just that one smile... a smile to die for... a smile with which you can spend an eternity.. a smile.. ahh... that killer smile and with those sparkling eyes... you are so much drowned into them!)

Okie... wait let me tell a few more things.. these memories ARENT MINE i.e. Shruti's... These are however very much real.. the gal and the guy who share these memories have full copy rights on them :P and I just hope the guy doesnt read it for he will take the ghost outta me :P :P ... See I know I am confusing everyone who is reading... just one thing.. THE GIRL ISNT ME! I know the guy and the gal... but I dont get them and so I wont be able to understand either of them to you.. you might wanna see this as a love story and lets see if you can figure the start and the end (both mentioned here)
I just loved these and listening to them I felt like living them.. and so I just complied them all.. and put them in my blog..

I didnt want this to happen...

I need to accept it... within a matter of a few days I will have to leave a big part of my life till date - school! I am going into school like ever ... duh!! Everyone does

Har Jagah Mein - Mithoon

(har jagah mein tu samaaya hai
har disha mein tu numaaya hai) - (2)
subah mein meri shaam mein tera jirr hai, tera saaya hai
mera haath jo tu thaam le, phir jahaan ka karana hai kya
tu hi tu har jagah, tu hi tu jine ki wajah - (2)

meri subah mein meri shaam mein, tera jirr hai, tera saaya hai
mera haath jo tu thaam le, phir jahaan ka karana hai kya
tu hi tu har jagah, tu hi tu jine ki wajah - (2)

tu roshani koi chaandani, tu hi ped hai tu hi chhaanv bhi
tu hi raasta tu hi hai safar, jaha pahunchana hai woh gaanv bhi
mera haath jo tu thaam le, phir jahaan ka karana hai kya
tu hi tu har jagah, tu hi tu jine ki wajah - (2)

yaar tera saath jis pal pa liya jisane
usako toh phulon ki tarah raahon ka ?? mile
subah mein shaam mein tera jirr hai, tera saaya hai
mera haath jo tu thaam le, phir jahaan ka karana hai kya
har jagah mein tu samaaya hai, har disha mein tu numaaya hai
main tere nashe mein hoon chur sa, teri justajoo mein hai jindagi
mera haath jo tu thaam le, phir jahaan ka karana hai kya
tu hi tu har jagah, tu hi tu jine ki wajah - (2)

A must read POEM : 'Ek Mitr mile... Aaram Karo'

ek mitr mile, bole, "lala, tum kis chakkee ka khate ho?is dedh chhatank ke rashan men bhi tond badhae jate ho.kya rakkha mans badhane men, manahoos, akl se kam karo.sankranti-kal kee bela hai, mar mito, jagat men nam karo."ham bole, "rahane do lekchar, purushon ko mat badanam karo.is daud-dhoop men kya rakkha, aaram karo, aaram karo.aaram zindagi kee kunji, isase n tapedik hoti hai.aaram sudha kee ek boond, tan ka dubalapan khoti hai.aaram shabd men 'rama' chhipa jo bhav-bandhan ko khota hai.aaram shabd ka gyata to virala hi yogi hota hai.isalie tumhen samajhata hoon, mere anubhav se kam karo.ye jivan, yauvan kshannabhangur, aaram karo, aaram karo.yadi karana hi kuchh pad jae to adhik n tum utpat karo.apane ghar men baithe-baithe bas lanbi-lanbi bat karo.karane-dharane men kya rakkha jo rakkha bat banane men.jo oth hilane men ras hai, vah kabhi n hath hilane men.tum mujhase poochho batalaoon, hai maza moorkh kahalane men.jivan-jagriti men kya rakkha jo rakkha hai so jane men.main yahi sochakar pas akl ke, kam hi jaya karata hoon.jo buddhiman jan hote hain, unase kataraya karata hoon.die jalane ke pahale hi ghar men aa jaya karata hoon.jo milata hai, kha leta hoon, chupake so jaya karata hoon.meri gita men likha huaa, sachche yogi jo hote hain,ve kam-se-kam barah ghante to befikri se sote hain.adavayan khinchi khat men jo padte hi aanand aata hai.vah sat svarg, apavarg, moksh se bhi ooncha uth jata hai.jab 'sukh kee ninda' kadha takiya, is sar ke niche aata hai,to sach kahata hoon is sar men, injan jaisa lag jata hai.main mel tren ho jata hoon, buddhi bhi fak-fak karati hai.bhavon ka rash ho jata hai, kavita sab umadi padti hai.main auron kee to nahin, bat pahale apani hi leta hoon.main pada khat par booton ko oonton kee upama deta hoon.main khataragi hoon mujhako to khatiya men git footate hain.chhat kee kadiyan ginate-ginate chhandon ke bandh tootate hain.main isilie to kahata hoon mere anubhav se kam karo.yah khat bichha lo aangan men, leto, baitho, aaram karo.

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This is one poem my dad read in his school... and I have been listening to it through him since always.. he loves this poem and I found it today... its hillarious and at the same time has the core to life.. a must read!

The poem is in hindi.. therefore the above is hindi written in english but beneath you find Hindi font... ENJOY!
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एक मित्र मिले, बोले, "लाला, तुम किस चक्की का खाते हो?इस डेढ़ छटांक के राशन में भी तोंद बढ़ाए जाते हो।क्या रक्खा माँस बढ़ाने में, मनहूस, अक्ल से काम करो।संक्रान्ति-काल की बेला है, मर मिटो, जगत में नाम करो।"हम बोले, "रहने दो लेक्चर, पुरुषों को मत बदनाम करो।इस दौड़-धूप में क्या रक्खा, आराम करो, आराम करो।आराम ज़िन्दगी की कुंजी, इससे न तपेदिक होती है।आराम सुधा की एक बूंद, तन का दुबलापन खोती है।आराम शब्द में 'राम' छिपा जो भव-बंधन को खोता है।आराम शब्द का ज्ञाता तो विरला ही योगी होता है।इसलिए तुम्हें समझाता हूँ, मेरे अनुभव से काम करो।ये जीवन, यौवन क्षणभंगुर, आराम करो, आराम करो।यदि करना ही कुछ पड़ जाए तो अधिक न तुम उत्पात करो।अपने घर में बैठे-बैठे बस लंबी-लंबी बात करो।करने-धरने में क्या रक्खा जो रक्खा बात बनाने में।जो ओठ हिलाने में रस है, वह कभी न हाथ हिलाने में।तुम मुझसे पूछो बतलाऊँ, है मज़ा मूर्ख कहलाने में।जीवन-जागृति में क्या रक्खा जो रक्खा है सो जाने में।मैं यही सोचकर पास अक्ल के, कम ही जाया करता हूँ।जो बुद्धिमान जन होते हैं, उनसे कतराया करता हूँ।दीए जलने के पहले ही घर में आ जाया करता हूँ।जो मिलता है, खा लेता हूँ, चुपके सो जाया करता हूँ।मेरी गीता में लिखा हुआ, सच्चे योगी जो होते हैं,वे कम-से-कम बारह घंटे तो बेफ़िक्री से सोते हैं।अदवायन खिंची खाट में जो पड़ते ही आनंद आता है।वह सात स्वर्ग, अपवर्ग, मोक्ष से भी ऊँचा उठ जाता है।जब 'सुख की नींद' कढ़ा तकिया, इस सर के नीचे आता है,तो सच कहता हूँ इस सर में, इंजन जैसा लग जाता है।मैं मेल ट्रेन हो जाता हूँ, बुद्धि भी फक-फक करती है।भावों का रश हो जाता है, कविता सब उमड़ी पड़ती है।मैं औरों की तो नहीं, बात पहले अपनी ही लेता हूँ।मैं पड़ा खाट पर बूटों को ऊँटों की उपमा देता हूँ।मैं खटरागी हूँ मुझको तो खटिया में गीत फूटते हैं।छत की कड़ियाँ गिनते-गिनते छंदों के बंध टूटते हैं।मैं इसीलिए तो कहता हूँ मेरे अनुभव से काम करो।यह खाट बिछा लो आँगन में, लेटो, बैठो, आराम करो।

Lifesize

Pretty Long back I had thought that I have seen something like all kinds of girls possible to exist in this world. I had named the so called thing I wanted to write - Lifesize.

Lifesize would be a book by me ofcourse (so nothing great)... of 7 volumes... it will speak of 7 different women... woman of today, of past, rich, poor and whatever you can imagine woman to be like...



Now you will ask me why suddenly about the long lost book or its stories... well for this song... 'Bikhri Bikhri' of Whats your Rashee... reminds me of the book... There is nothing specific tradegy I have seen happen with women, heard them.. read about them.. seen them reported but I dont know this tpic is something I get emotional about...

I hate to see girls being oppressed... I hate guys because of the same...

This song tells me tales of all the woman around the world trying to meet ends... trying hard even when they dont have space to go out to...

I mean.. possibly... indeed I am sure.. woman is God's best creation till date... girls have sensitivity and simultaneously, we understand. We can deal with all sorts of things, survive.. we got emotions but we can kill as well...

I really donno why am writing all this.. suddenly I come across this song in youtube and it reminded me of Lifesize and I thought of writing this blog entry...

Guys - no offense... nothing personal!

Tu hi mera saara jahan hai

'teri parchai bhi hai bahut dilnashii
tu hasa toh ye aalam hasa hai...'

Jao na...

Well this is just for a friend... When I heard this song.. I wanted it to fit to someone in my life.. and finally it jus fit rite

Dont go... please...

I am always gonna MizZ you...

Okie.. I donno why but I am crying! Its been days I did something like this.. that is cried... I thought the recent changes in life had hardened me enough.. bt I was wrong.. they had hardened me just for my daily life...

and you.. I hate u!



Well I dont know what this pic says... I cant read it.. I dont understand it.. but when I searched ' Javed ' I found this and this somehow reminds me of you!!

I dont know how it all happened.. bt Javed you are definitely a frnd I dont wanna loose.. ever...
I will always celebrate January.. the month you said hi for the first time... I am gonna cherish that forever...

Well.. to all those who dont know Javed... I would say I dont want you to know him either.. I dont wanna share my bff... :P

Well.. me and Javed connected on Orkut via common friends... and then to play a prank on the 2... we joined hands... and then it was like I spent all moments of my day talking to him :D :D well even nights.. bt not till 4.. that was jus once Javed...

neways.. and then like all good things dnt last forever.. this didnt... either! I hated him for a while.. I so much wanted to hurt him bt I couldnt somehow do that. Whenever I spoke to him... my heart would melt.. :( :(

Anyways... the best thing about Javed is - this guy is definitely the one who knows me! He knows my dreams and even remembers them.. and though its jus saying but he does say he will help me complete it!! He did my holiday homework in class 10 and I can boss him anyday! :D :D

He's the sweetest person you can come across.. though very rich and very ashleel :P no offense sweetheart...

He taught me how to speak bad... :P :P ... he would make me tell him all tales.. and so sweet that he would listen to it...

Even when at work.. I would always trouble him.. and he wont say anything. How sweet!! You know Javed... whatever you did was nothing... nothing compared to all the moments of friendship we had! I remember every moment of it...

The ganda wala heart IM environment.. I hated when your housemate commented.. his voice still rings in my ears... I feel guilty you had to treat so many people because of me.. you still remember about my Titanic.. you promise to get me to meet Dan Brown... you know my strengths and weeknesses and I know you take me the way I am.. nothing more.. nothing less...

though you never said you wanted to change anything in me but trust me you have changed alot! I now know how to talk dirty :P :P I can understand guys better... I got a broader view of life and a better one... I wanna visit Shillong and definitely you are taking me along!

OMG... sab likhne baithungi toh subah ho gaayegi!!

I will jus say.. somehow Javed you are always there whenever I needed you... you had been and you are the perfect sweetheart I can ever wish for! and no matter wherever I look or for how long.. I will never find you!

I hate when I have to say goodbye...

and today I felt so bad.. when you said you are going.. theek hai not that wala love.. but yes I love you and I always will.. :) and this time I am very serious!

The Lost Symbol

Ahk... the difficult job.. writing a review to something better than yourself!! Well yes.. I have to accept.. this book is indeed the Bible to me! I mean.. okie I say Angels and Demons to be the Bible bt this book is even better than Angels and Demons...

Very honestly... the plot is weak.. I mean... its like the protagonist is summoned to Washington by some cheating... and then he is following a trail he himself doesnt believe in... so being a fan.. I too doubt what we are reading... as there is no idea what we are looking for and absolutely no one to help... it gets a little more difficult...

and the biggest of the weaknesses I guess is that not many people will believe like half of the book characters havent believed in the mystery!

Anyways, however the plus points are its more evil... the villian is a maniac... a true one this time.. he is the evil planner and executor... he has great knowledge and gives perfect competetion to Professor Langdon.

Also, you would love to read about America... the mysteries revealed indeed proves that America is no less mysterious than Rome or Paris!!


Going a little sequence wise... the story is related to Robert Langdon. He is summoned to Washington for a lecture by the PA of his mentor - Peter Solomen. However, on reaching there, Professor discovers that there is no such lecture but Peter is in trouble. Years ago, Peter trusted Professor with a package... it was supposed to 'bring order from chaos'... now Professor finds himself holding the secrets of the ancient Masons sealed for more than 3 generations. He is asked to reveal the secret by the maniac who just wants enlightment by knowing the truth.

The female this time is Katherine... she is elder to Professor.. so no love interest :P ... she is Peter's younger sister and Robert is the only friend she finds in all the grave times... though she and Robert werent great friends but she knew that Peter trusted him well and so she too trusts him... and as it is he was the only friend in all strangers!

Now... Once Professor and Katherine are together.. they are supposed to find what the ancient Mason mystery has to say... Peter's life depends on this and so the anxious Katherine is ready to unlock all mysteries which the other members of the brotherhood warm Langdon that they are even more precious and shouldnt be revealed...

The main sciences shown this time are the Noetic Sciences... there isnt much of sci - fi in this book but if you read the book.. you are bound to search alot on noetics.. 'thoughts have mass!!!!' and yea all the ancient texts are full of sciences advanced than we are today!! So do read them!!!!

CIA chief is directly involved in the matter treating it as a matter of National Security which no one understands how it is... Sato.. the chief is a lady and very much dominating.. she is shown evil but turns out to be good...

In the end.. ofcourse everyone is rescued.. the maniac doesnt find the lost word - the word which would reveal wisdom when let out... indeed he turns out to be one of the family of Peter... and again we have some family feuds which if I let out will take away the mystery..

Finally... the word when revealed leaves Professor and everyone in uttermost shock!!


All I wanna personally say is - I agree to the word's potential and have no doubts about it.. indeed I respect it alot and I know I will need to read the word soon along with other ancient texts having the advance sciences but I hated risking Professor's life for the word when I can get it for him... However.. this book is a true 'cant be put down'!!!
Loved it.. and you should read it!

Dasvidania

You knw what? Whenever we meet new people.. its so difficult to start a conversation... you dont knw what the person is like or will you both even have something common.. this happens alot in parties or your first day to school...

but you know the harder part?? Now you have knwn a person and made frnds with him / her... its hard to accept that soon its going to be goodbye!

A friend of mine recently asked me that do I hate saying goodbyes? Are they difficult for me? And I guess its time to accept - YES... I hate people leaving. No matter they were good or bad to me.. no matter I liked them or not but I hate it when I need to say bye. And if you know me.. I jus wave and I dont say 'bye'...

Suddenly all this for I recently said bye to a friend... and this post is just for him.. to remember one the my friends who really made life positive for him.. who freakingly spoke more than me and even made my quiet... I loved arguing with him and with him it was just like we were back in Nursery.. where you dont really care who the one in front of you is.. you dont need to pretend.. you can say your heart like it is...

I remember when I first saw him.. I was in 9th.. then we worked together in a group the same year bt hardly knew each other... we talked when I was in 11th.. I got a friendship band.. which was so sweet and so mysterious.. :P... and SHivangi Goel tore it too X( ... Then I loved when he would ask riddles and just walk out of the room leaving you so frustrated when you cant solve it.. and in the end it would turn out to be really easy... you need to see the sparkle in his eyes when he blushes.. OMG.. I know boys dnt blush bt someone needs to tell this to him... and what I am gonna miss the most will be that if we talk 20 mins a day... 15 mins I am laughing my life out and the rest 5 I am trying to speak :P .... there are countless memories I got of this new frnd... new frnd for he called me a frnd only too recently though I guess we have been frnds since long...

Okie.. I donno why am I writing this.. I just know that there is a smile I want to save in my heart so that I can see it always whenever I close my eyes...

I also know it neednt be a goodbye bt its the better thing for both of us for I have experianced when frnds stay apart for long... things change drastically... and in a matter of months.. I am gonna be really far frm him.. so I want to part with good memories and not sour tastes of no calls and no talks for months...

Well... I will jus say...

Dude,
it was hard saying goodbye to you... one thing I had to do and I didnt want to... bt I knw that I did it just for you! Be as you are ... be glad.. and remember you always have a frnd...
Love ya!!