A wedding to attend

Some twenty years ago I lived in a small town called ‘Mandi’. It is a quiet and lesser knows towns in the picturesque state of Himachal Pradesh. The city is near to the very famous Kullu - Manali stations and IIT has opened in the district. Other than the above two, there is simply nothing out of the ordinary.

I was here a great while back. The memories I have of this place are all of daily life - visit to the temple, visit to the market, celebrating festivals in the colony, pretending to be detectives in school, eating, celebrating local festivities, and the other memories that my parents have implanted in my mind from the stories heard and re-heard a countless times.

Yet Mandi remains to be one place I feel at home. It is one place that I am always eager to see. Every time that I am here, it feels like I had never left. I don’t know everyone here and I constantly get the facts incorrect. The feeling still doesn’t recede.

Today I am here to witness a wedding. Wedding of our then neighbours’ son. My parents love these people. Apparently they had been wonderful while we were here and I am supposed to have countless memories with them. They have also stayed in touch for the twenty years - sufficient time for anyone to forget the other.

The wedding is a simple affair. These people are rich but this is not the rich wedding that I am used to. This wedding was rich but in some other manner. It was rich in emotions, rich with happiness and rich with people who genuinely were there to spread happiness and bless the couple.

And this is what makes Mandi unique. Everyone here is genuinely happy about the wedding. The bride and the groom (or at least one) knows every person present to witness the matrimony. Instead of investing in decorations or the number of dishes for every function, the family has ensured that no guest remains unattended. They are spending as much time with everyone as possible. People are genuinely welcoming you as you meet and greet them.

There is music. The groom ensures that his to he better half doesn’t feel lost in the swarms of people from his end. He ensures to meet the family from her side. At his home, the groom is busy getting the room decorated for all the girls to get their selfies clicked. The food is simple and delicious than being large number of dishes with the task to find one to eat.

And don’t misunderstand me! Its not like the decorations were not there. Being a small town populated on both banks of Vyasa river, the decorations of the house or of the banquet hall were visible to anyone and everyone in the city. For anyone in the town, it was hard to miss that the wedding was happening. They house shone brighter than the brightest star in the sky. On the day of the wedding, everyone marched to the main market where the procession gathered and people danced. It was like the whole city was there. And don’t even ask about the fireworks! The fireworks were magnificent and continued for so long that everyone in the neighbouring towns must also gave seen them.

It was a wedding anyone would love to have!

Of course there were exceptions! You are to find them everywhere. The exceptions tried to make space for themselves removing the others aside. But unlike what I am used to, they didn’t try to ruin anyone else’s moment or anyhow create problem for the bride or the groom.

It was the first time when I saw the groom’s father stand outside his home for all the days of the function to welcome everyone. It was the first time I saw the groom’s father check all the arrangements done by the caterer since the bride’s family was not local and they had paid for the arrangement. It was the first time I saw the groom’s father go and hug his son and daughter in law when she climbed the stage. It was the first time when I saw the groom’s family scolding the hotel staff for not attending to the bride’s guests. It was the first time the family introduced their other samdhis with a pride not paralleled. It was the first time for a lot of things.

Moreover when I was leaving Mandi, we went to bid farewell to the family, I had tears and it felt like I was the one being bid farewell from my house than the bride.

It was not a wedding but an experience that is going to be treasured forever.

'Love Stories' in a metro

On Monday, while travelling in the Metro, a strange thing happened to me. I got to the station just in time to

board the train. It was one crowded coach of a crowded train that I boarded! There was just some space by the door where one could stand. I went as inside as possible (which wasn’t even two full steps) and then held onto the left side handle by the door. There was already someone standing, leaning against the left side map and so I had to stand partially blocking the way to the door.

Then, probably at Yamuna Bank Station (enroute Pragati Maidan to Noida City Centre), a lot of people got in (A lot of people do get in at Yamuna Bank station, I am not sure about what I am going to jot down next). After the doors closed and the people inside the metro shifted to let the crowd settle in, a man, dressed in a very nice black suit, blue shirt, with curly hair like those of Bobby Doel, asked me to get a little aside. He had easily spotted probably the only one spot in the entire metro that wasn’t crowded - just in front of me, unfortunately, also just before the metro door. And it was just enough to accommodate one person.

When he asked me to move aside, I wanted to remind him that the spot he was aiming for, would be the spot used by passengers to board and exit the train, but I decided to go with the better decision of his, and stayed silent! However, for anyone travelling on that route, even I know that the stations that follow are the major stations where people get off. And nothing was different that day either.

For few stations that followed like Akshardham, Mayur Vihar I, Mayur Vihar Extension and Ashok Nagar, the crowd getting down is not much and it could be managed to move aside to let a couple of people board or exit the train. But for Noida sectors and the stations that follow, this is something that seriously isnt possible. The exit doors are so much crowded, that you just cannot stand there.

I stood right behind this young, handsome person watching him get hesitant a little, at each station. For the earlier stations, he was in a situation of a fix, for there is hardly any place to move near the doors. There was a girl to his left and another man to his right. He had to move nearer to the girl every time someone boarded or exited the train. There was a very confused expression on his face that amused me. At each station, as soon as I saw him have that look, I couldn’t help smile remembering how badly I wanted to warn him against this.

For the next crowded stations, I saw him get down at every single station to let the crowd from the Metro exit and then enter back into the metro. Every time he got out of the metro, he wouldn’t let go of the handle, in case he missed the metro. And his hesitant or confused expression changed to one with worry and irritation. Every time he exited the metro, I couldn’t help supress a giggle.

Before moving ahead, let me share something with everyone - something has gotten into me these days and whenever there is even slightly funny around me, I couldn’t help laugh hard; even if I am in public!

So I laughed… thankfully, I laughed silently.

Finally, at Botanical Garden station, where to the joy of the poor, cute fellow, most of the metro gets empty, you just had to see his expression. He got down in the good gesture and the moment he stepped on the platform, he kept trying to get back in but the number of people getting down at that particular station is so high that he couldn’t even get space to keep his single foot onto the train. I was still laughing.

While entering in (FINALLY!), he saw me supress at laugh and he smiled too. It was a very sweet and modest kind of smile nonetheless, it was great.

He spotted a seat and went to sit. I kept on laughing (it is hard to stop when once I start laughing). We exchange one or two looks with smiles, before people started looking and suddenly the sweet turned into awkward. I don’t know about him but I tried to get a look of him every time I could but after that he wasn’t looking.

The next day, I boarded my usual ladies coach and it was rather crowded. Again, I stood near the door. There was an instance where I had to move aside to let huge crowd deboard and there was no option. So I deboarded to let others get down and then board back. As I got down, I remembered the guy I had seen the previous day, do the same and smiled. That was when I knew this is going in my blog.

There are several instances when you meet a person and you just don’t like them. Or a stranger says something that might offend us. But there are very few moments when a stranger affects you in a positive manner. There are very few strangers who leave you with a smile. This particular guy, was one for me.

Not only I remember him for his good gesture or the laughter I enjoyed, but he was a stranger with whom I shared a small and sweet instance.

While travelling in a metro, it is often that we step over someone's feet, push somebody or the seat fights, but how often have you given someone a sweet smile? Or a sweet memory? For that, this stranger will always be a special stranger. He is definitely one person, if you find, you could befriend!

'Memories' - 'Yaadein' - the way the person up there tells us, we are blessed ;)

First of all, there are several times or phases when we insist on saying that "Life Sucks" or when you read the title, you will just wanna say "Blessed? This aint for me!".. but that is just a phase and the most beautiful thing about phases is that they tend to pass, no matter how long they might feel or seem, but yes, they will all pass! And in the end, we are left with some experiences that make us a better person for tomorrow and some memories, which remind us that we are blessed!! 

Imagine, you have just realized that one of your dear friends never considered you the same. Of-course, it hurts like hell! But it just makes us capable of analyzing people better and moreover, what I say often - 

No matter you are not talking to some person now; No matter how many distances have separated you; the moments that you spent together will be yours forever! It just takes a wink of the eye to relive all the happiness you felt in those moments.

And if you do that, I know it is hard, but it keeps you from ruining and replacing those good memories with the ill said words or the cold wars you might have switched over to!

But well, then again, it all depends on the person and how he or she decides to do with the course of life!!

Remember :

They say its destiny that is sure to come your way, but its never like that. Life is never a straight line from our birth to our destiny! It is always a graph that extends from the node that we tend to choose and only we can choose!!

Back to the memories - I believe, its the most beautiful thing that ever happened to mankind. I can remember all the good moments of my life forever and recall them whenever I want to.
I can always remember my bad moments or mistakes so that I make sure that I never repeat them again...

and then, speaking like a recently-crossed-the-teen-age :P
It makes me keep in mind about every special person, friend, acquaintance in my life!!

Anytime that I want to, I can close my eyes and wander off in my own La-La Land to remember the friends and the laughs we shared.

teri yaad yaad - 4
teri yaad yaad - 4
pade sang jeena hai jasbaad yaar
koi aaye na tere baad yaar
har waqt kambhakt tadpaaye
teri yaad yaad - 4
teri yaad yaad - 4
jahaan bhi gaya main sanam tujhko paya
mere sang hamesha raha tera saaya
aankhon mein khwaab seene mein dard
hothon pe sirf hai teri baat - 3
pade sang jeena hai jasbaad yaar
koi aaye na tere baad yaar  

It makes me remember every person who did good to me... people who molded me, who have bits here and there in making me who I am.

har waqt kambhakt tadpaaye
teri yaad yaad - 4
teri yaad yaad - 4
falak pe - 2 chaand jab aata hai
tera hi - 2 tasavvur lata hai
dil ki deewar pe tu hi tu
rag rag mein tu bahe mere saath - 3
pade sang jeena hai jasbaad yaar
koi aaye na tere baad yaar
har waqt kambhakt tadpaaye
teri yaad yaad - 4
teri yaad yaad - 4 

and if you notice a little to carefully, the best thing that ever happened on planet Earth is - to love and being loved! Think carefully, its all about memories!!

If you get what I have said, I wanna just end it a little abruptly, so next time when i read, I feel the need to think ahead and so would you :)
Stay Blessed till then :)

PoTTeRmoRe : The more to everything!

When I said 'more' to everything.. I even meant the number of fans, the madness displayed by each of them, the wait for the next one and lots MORE!!

These words have been the very chant we are hearing from mouths of people all around the world. Even people who have not been part of the magical journey from the beginning know that the final movie of the Harry Potter series released worldwide on Friday, July 15. Most of those people, made it a point to see it. Till now, all my friends who have seen the movie find it great but they are quite taken with the ‘Post – Potter – Depression’ or what they are calling it. Yes definitely, it is heartbreaking to think that no more of the Potter movies… no visits to Hogwarts… no classes… no magic!

But only a true PotterManiac knows that the ‘Harry Potter – magic’ can never vanish. The characters, the stories, the magic within… will never die! Neither can it end.
With the release of the first novel, J.K.Rowling presented everyone with a world, an entire new world or you can just call it – a Parallel Universe. Since then, there have been people who keep joining the race but there hasn’t been a single person to know where this will end.





 

[Image courtesy : Dhruv Khurana] 

Until the End...

These words have been the very chant we are hearing from mouths of people all around the world. Even people who have not been part of the magical journey from the beginning know that the final movie of the Harry Potter series released worldwide on Friday, July 15. Most of those people, made it a point to see it. Till now, all my friends who have seen the movie find it great but they are quite taken with the ‘Post – Potter – Depression’ or what they are calling it. Yes definitely, it is heartbreaking to think that no more of the Potter movies… no visits to Hogwarts… no classes… no magic!

But only a true PotterManiac knows that the ‘Harry Potter – magic’ can never vanish. The characters, the stories, the magic within… will never die! Neither can it end.
With the release of the first novel, J.K.Rowling presented everyone with a world, an entire new world or you can just call it – a Parallel Universe. Since then, there have been people who keep joining the race but there hasn’t been a single person to know where this will end.



Remember when Harry boards the train back to the Dursleys after his first year? Even today tears roll down my cheeks reading that part or watching it in the movie. Again, Chambers of Secrets was no less. It took us more deeply into the wizarding world. We all will never forget, be it the ‘follow the spider…’ dialogue or when Dumbledore not only tells Harry but all of us, that it is not where we come from that determines who we are but it is our choices that make us.

Since always, I have believed that Disney has contributed huge to the upbringing of the children. Cinderella make us believe that the day will come even after the darkest of nights, Snow-white lets us know that no matter how powerful the evil is, your deeds will never go unpaid, Ariel tells us that it is not wrong to dream but the more important thing is to believe in the dream…
Similarly, for the children of this current generation ‘Harry Potter’ has contributed to the children being as they are. A lot of people all around the world connect to Harry Potter. The series teaches us the value of our family, our friend and biggest of all – to recognize our strengths. Imagine has Harry been the Goal Keeper and Ron been the Seeker…

To be honest, I hadn’t been a part of the journey since the start. Indeed, I remember that my school people showed the first movie in the school but I was so stubborn to not see it that I preferred studying that time. On insistence of a friend, later, I read it after the Order of Phoenix book and the Prisoner of Azkaban movie had come out in the market. At first I was reluctant, even to read. Seeing the Prisoner of Azkaban movie, I thought why did anyone even bother to make it. I read the fifth part first followed by the first and it has been since then… today it has been five years and my passion for more is ever increasing. I was not interested to read the third part at all, but when I did, I admit it has been my favourite in the entire series; it was the one where Harry gets the one he can call family, the one where the story starts to unveil. When I was bit by the Harry – bug, I did not use to like my school at first for I couldn’t walk through the walls and did they use wands in there nor were there classes like DADA.

Then three years back I found a group of people who had created a Hogwarts for themselves and played the roles. It was all very mugglish… but it never felt so. Every bit felt magical. Before then, I used to think am an ardent fan but meeting them, I knew I was wrong. They knew the recipes to the potions, the spells, the people beyond the main cast and lots more.

With them I realized, that the world that J.K.Rowling has created, is not just magical but it is highly irresistible. People relate to the characters, the incidents… Hogwarts is another school where things happen just a little differently, with a pinch of magic.

Remembering more, we all hate Pettigrew don’t we? And wish for friends like James Potter had – who stuck with him, even after he was long gone. The Triwizard Tournament was an event as grand as the Olympics are, atleast to the fans, yes! And the pain it caused with Voldemort returned. Since Order of Phoenix, who doesn’t want to join the Dumbeldore’s Army?? People have been supporting Snape and praised him as Snape has definitely shown us that as humans, we all do make mistakes, it matters if we can really feel the guilt. Finally with the last novel, it has been more magical, more powerful and definitely an edge over the rest. Not only, it takes a few of our very dear characters from us but it teaches us to face the dark times.

Coming back to the topic, it will never be good-bye. A PotterHead friend mentioned after seeing the movie, that when Severus Snape killed Dumbledore, he created a horcrux of his in her. Same ways, with every death of a dear character, we all fans have been a Horcruxes in a way and we won’t let those characters die till we live.
Good-bye to the series is out of question as I cant still have the heart to say goodbye to Sirius Black, Professor Dumbledore, Fred Weasley, Mad-Eye Moody, Severus Snape, Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks and yes ofcourse Lord Voldemort himself!

These people are not mortals. They will always have a way of coming back to us, in our lives, as memories, as re reading of the novels, as incidents, as movies, as love, as feelings, as emotions but never leave us! Yes, with the final movie out, the wait Potterfans had for what never, is definitely over but the hope isn’t. It will never be the end, it is just going to be a beginning of something more!

My Perimeter of Faith which is now The Area of Dreams!!

"It started out as a feeling..

which then grew into a hope..

which then turned into a quite thought..

which then turned.. into a quite WORD..

..

... and then that word grew loudER and LOUDER

till it was a Battle Cry!

I will come back.. when you call me.. No need to say ... 'GOODBYE' ... "

Very Honestly.. it started as a Television Show when I was a little girl.. it turned into one of my favourites soon! Then it turned to the longest running show on Indian and I guess International Television as well! Lately.. I have known it to be my obsession.. something that made me know amazing friends I will cherish forever.. it taught me bravery.. taught me that dying for your country is the ultimate pride... it gave me a reason to call each Friday - 'Good Friday'...
The list is really Endless!

Yes, Ladies and Gentlemen.. you guessed it right.. I speak of none other than - CID .

The Question comes - Why CID so suddenly? The simple reason being - When an Uncle (a very dear one :P) asked me before my board exams that what would I want after my boards? He is a producer in Bombay (I WILL call it BOMBAY.. do whatever you can! :P). The Uncle talks of Sushmita Sen, Salman Khan, Suniel Shetty, Shiamak Davar... people you would definitely want to meet.. but what I answer him is - I want to see the CID shooting. I want to meet my heroes. And he agrees... and so does my family!

For like 2 months and 15 days... all I think of is.. I am gonna meet CID!

On 16th of May.. My Parents and I fly down to Bombay. Bombay has earlier been my 'perimeter of faith'. I have been to Bombay twice earlier but one time I was young and the second time (which mind you was just the last year).. we basically had been to Shirdi and other temples.. that is why Bombay is my perimeter of faith. I have never known Bombay. But getting down at the Chattarpati Shivaji Internation Airport's Domestic Terminal ... is just a feeling I cannot describe. Something always keeps me connected to Bombay!
On 16th.. we looked around.. saw the Gateway and the Taj.. roamed here and there.. nothing of much importance!

17th arised with some adventure. If you are in Bombay, you have to be like a Bombay - person! We gave up car and decided to take the day with the Bombay Special - Local Trains!! My wildest idea of fun - roaming 30 kms.. from here to there and God knows where in trains!! We earlier decided on going to Elephanta Caves ... which let me tell you are CLOSED on MONDAYS.. and we ofcourse didnot know this and fortunately 17th was a Monday :P .. Why fortunately? Because then we decided to go to Sanjay Gandhi National Park in Borivali. As fate had something else in mind.. the Tiger Safari was closed too.. but we roamed inside and had lots of fun. Next in destination was a cousin's place. Had some more good time there with my nieces... Mind you I have done 12th and one of them IS in 12th! And then.. my Uncle had arranged us to see the shoot for Lapataganj.. We went there and trust me.. it was the first time I saw a shoot going on - Loved it totally! There were just 2 actors that time.. but common.. I saw the make up room.. and we were seeing the monitor.. and the actor who was there is Rohit .. and he used to come in Aek Chabi Hai Pados Mein .. a serial I used to see. He is really a sweet person and it was great talking to him...

In the evening we went to Dinner at Taj with another uncle. Not lying.. I wont say it was bad.. but I am a typical Indian girl who loves the streets more than brands.. But yes.. one thing that the Taj had to offer was - I ate Malai Kulfi for the first time.. and yes - I liked it!!

18th was Elephanta Caves. They are beautiful.. with lots of Shiv Temples.. I loved them.. except that going there takes long and the Sun took the life outta me :( ... Evening we saw the Marine Drive and the Girgam Choupatty.

Finally the BIG DAY.. 19th... We made plan to go to Khandala and Lonawala.. but Uncle called the previous night and told us that we are going to see CID!! I had heard some stuff about the team from an inside source.. and I was so dying to meet them! I dressed in the best.. looked as good as I could.. and set off..
Now one BIG wrong thing with me is that I always sleep in car journey if its anything more than an hour. It took us some more than an hour but this time I didnot sleep a second.. I remember and cherish every moment of my excitement! It was fortunately on the way to Lonawala and Khandala. It was almost outside Bombay.. possibly the only reason why people dont see them often or fans dont reach to them lots...
We reached there and you bet the security guards of that area were so cool.. they actually told us go there without even letting us tell where we wanted to go.. and when I got down.. the first person I saw was Udit. Now Udit works in the CID team.. yes he does and I happen to know him too.. well he happens to know me too! :P ... I called out to him but he was busy entering the make up van and shocked to see someone calling him suddenly. Also because he had no clue how I looked :P .. Anyways.. the guy who had to show us around came and took us in.. the shoot was scheduled for 9 am but we reached there after 10:30 am.. yet the shoot hadNOT begun. Only the extraas were there. They were seated and the crew was deciding on the shot angles and how and from where to shoot.
While waiting.. I went and met Udit.. he was glad to meet me.. after I told him its me :P ... He told me that the first scene didnot have cops.. and the cops were in the van getting ready. They come and they have breakfast and now getting ready and so I couldnot meet them in the van :( ... but I could when they come for the shot. Finally the shoot started.. they were apprantly waiting for someone and when he came (I dont know who he was).. the shoot started.
I know people (Everyone).. that CID has lost that charm it had... but for past few months I see that they are improving.. stories got something that is more catching.. it is yet not that good but trust me everyone, they are trying. They took one shot which was a simple walking one atleast 7 - 8 times... just to give us the best one.. and trust me.. it wasnot easy. Everytime something or someone did a small error and they had to do it all again. The shot was hardly for 30 seconds.. yet they work so hard for it.. for us. Lets appreciate that! And trust me.. Everyone there is so sweet. We were total strangers for them.. but everyone came and met us.. even the extraas.. they were so glad to meet us.. they were faces who keep repeating but not very prominent ones..

There was a lady.. I took her to be the writer first but no she wasnt. She waited patiently while every time the shot was retaken... and we talked to her.. I suggested why not practice it once?? She said they should.. and I told that they did for the 111 minute long episode.. and she said but that was a big single shot one... I reminded her that this shot they are trying to take is ALSO a single take..

and when finally the shot was fine.. she came to told us too.. and the smile on her face.. that was just too sweet!

Anyways.. when the shot was being taken and retaken.. Viivek came... He is a little more tall than he looks. He is totally white.. the kind of fair that you will feel that he might get dirty if you touched him.. but he is really sweet. He came himself to meet us. And he talked genuinely and in the end he said 'feel at home' ; That was really sweet for him to say. And then as it wasnot his shot.. he went back.

Finally when the shot was taken fine... did someone shout.. call the 'cops' ... yes they call CID cast as 'cops' ... I loved hearing this because I never thought of this. Anyways.. first one to come was Viivek.. and I was just seeing him go.. and then I turned my head to the other entrance (there were three of them)... and in came Daya. There was a glass door to this entrance and ... I was seeing him through the glass door. He is ALOT more tall and handsome than he looks. He is NOT at all the fat as he looks. He is overweight definitely but in the show he sometimes looks alot round and HE ISNOT ROUND... He is really tall.. Tall enough that you had to like look to the sky to talk to him.. But he had that shine you find on Daya's face. He walked past me to the director.. I have no idea.. but the moment he passed.. I started feeling really HOT :P .. I started sweating like hell.. and I ran to the washroom to wash my face and gain my lost breath!!

I returned to find my mum dad talking to a man who had his back to me.. I had guessed it to be him but I always had my doubt considering his totally different body language. He was none other than - ACP Pradyuman - Shivaji Satam.

He wore this black shirt. Ofcourse I have seen him wear this.. but still he was a completely different person off the camera. He kept smiling and beaming while he was talking to me and he is never angry... I was liked shocked! And this person.. he actually came and hugged me.. He asked me how I was.. and then what I am doing.. I told him I am doing nothing.. for 12th over and results were to come two days later. He was so glad hearing this and he wished me luck. He then asked me what will I do later in life and I told him I wanna be a forensic doctor.. and he said so you are gonna be a surgeon.. I said no.. I am going to be Dr. Salunke and he smiled. He had to then go and listen to the scene.. and he asked us if we had tea and breakfast.. but ofcourse we had tea but not breakfast... He asked if we met others.. and we said no.. and he said dont worry.. all will come.. Daya and Aditya..



First time I heard someone call him Aditya... not Abhijeet.. and it was so different! I looked to where director was.. he was near the third gate.. Daya was there with him.. and then I noticed another guy.. who was standing a little behind.. he was observing everything silently - ABHIJEET!! I will never forget the look on his face.. the first time I saw him.. I didnot capture it for I feared if he got angry for clicking him without asking.. but trust me.. I will never forget that look!! So innocent it was.. he was looking for someone as he called someone moments later...

Well.. then came Freddie.. he came from the same door as did Viivek. Now Freddie was a REAL SURPRISE! He had a beard and wore a watchman costume. He had to be the ultimate one!! He wasnot goofy as he is shown.. he was smiling all the time talking to us.. but he was totally a normal guy. And my mum told him that we would love to meet his wife too and he laughed a little. He was more of a little sophisticated but nice. And did I mention.. he is really not the way he looks.. Yes he is fat.. (sorry!!) but he is really smart.. You had to see him walk.. I was totally amazed! He looked no less than a model.. amazing attitude this guy carries.. hats off Freddie sir.. oops.. Dinesh sir! :D

Well.. he had to go because he was in the scene with Hrishikesh Pandey .. who too played a watchman.

The crew told us that this episode is about some radioactive material in an auditorium.. and now the cops are disguised. Abhi and Daya were the attendants... Freddie and Hrishikesh were watchman.. Donot know about the rest of them :S

Then I saw Vaishnavi walk in.. Oh girl! She is damn thin.. perfect zero figure.. and the way she carries herself.. bet there are guys dieing for her! :P She wore a good shirt and tight jeans. She had a wig on which had short hair to the ear.. Sorry.. I didnot meet her or take any pic. I was so busy staring Abhi and Daya all this while.. that I didnot meet the new cops or Vaishnavi. Already they were getting late to shoot the next scene... and I was just too mesmerized! Abhi was still a little gloomy... I dont believe it.. without meeting Abhi.. I had pictured him this way and he actually turned out that way.. someone who is a silent observer... strictly professional.. very friendly to his friends and the people he loves... but he can get really angry!! I cannot tell you how I knew he would be like this or the confirmation to these qualities.. you will just have to take my word for these! Meanwhile.. Daya was talking to everyone around.. He has longer hair than we see.. not really long but yes longer than what we see.. and I noticed in the Friday episode that he gels or oils them to keep them down.. but trust me he looks good when those hair are just carried by the wind! Totally wow...

We then went to meet Abhi.. oops Aditya! He instantly had a smile seeing us. He was really sweet! I couldnot speak... he is definitely taller than he looks and ALOT MORE YOUNG!! TRUST ME.. STOP WORRYING.. HE'S GOT YEARS LEFT BEFORE THE MARRIAGE AGE GOES... HE ISNOT AT ALL THE OLD HE IS SHOWN... and probably it was also the clothes. He looked totally like in late twenties and NO I AM NOT JUST SAYING IT FOR I LIKE HIM.. I MEAN IT! He then started talking randomly.. when dad told him we are from Delhi.. he told us that he worked in the Sri Ram Centre .. in Delhi.. but that was years back.. and he asked us from where we are? and we told Almora (Uttaranchal) and he said that he has had been there..
I feel amazing whenever anyone tells that they have had been to my native place.. and when Aditya said it.. wow! And when I was there with Aditya.. ACP sir passed and he called out to Aditya and said that she got her results tomorrow.. wish her.. and he did wish me.. how sweet of him!! I mean both ACP sir as well as Abhi..
And then my dad was telling Abhi that I watch CID nonstop.. Abhi raised an eye to look at me... he was seeing my dad na first.. and then asked me ' aap bahut CID dekhte hain? '.. Before I could say.. my dad went on that she watches CID 24*7 and my cousins are also nuts about it... I told ABhi.. not just my cousinss but I got this little gang of CID on fb.. and we are all freaks! Abhi thought for a while.. really silent.. probably thinking of asking me to study a little or not.. but ended up saying.. keep viewing CID or else how will we earn... I was laughing hard at that..

Meanwhile.. my mum had gone to meet Daya and she called me there..

I donot know why isnot Daya looking different here but trust me.. he looked so wow.. that I was mesmerized!! I actually asked him - Are you real? And he looked at me thinking how stupid I am.. actually he just looked at me at first.. and then after a little pause he asked - Do we look like cartoons to you?
I was so glad to listen to his voice.. I said no.. but I dont believe my eyes.. and then I told him not to wear the usual clothes he does as Inspector Daya... I told him he looks bad in those and the thing he wore right now was alot more cooler and he should wear like these.. and he said that this is a disguise.. so I asked him to wear clothes he wears at his home but not those pathetic ones...

Daya glanced at me.. and wow!! I was just tall enough that I saw directly that on Daya's sleeve there were some red marks.. no NOT blood.. but some colour.. and I did this to glance away from his stare...

Then we all stood for a picture.. Daya, Abhi, Daddy, Mum and me.. I WANT a pic alone with Daya... fore like in this one.. I am next to Abhi but not to Daya.. and you know what?? Abhi was calling me 'AAP' .. I felt like fainting or telling him away.. but both options would have caused my loss.. And I know Abhi isnot looking really tall here and I know why!! I saw that.. he actually bent while the pic was being clicked.. and that is the reason why Abhi looks shorter.. Otherwise.. yes not like Daya.. But Abhi is really tall. You actually look upto him!! :P Lollzzz.. I love double meaning talks :P

And yes.. Daya looked alot younger too. He looked even younger than Abhi. And its NOT just me.. My parents say the same too! They areNOT that old as they are shown! Hate the channel for doing so!!

And well.. there were Jasveer (KIran), Vaishnavi and Hrishikesh.. but I didnot meet them.. for it was already 12:30 and we had to go on with our journey.. though everyone told us that we could wait and see the shot and then talk again to the cast.. but dad said lets go.. Before going.. I went to Aditya and told him that I want to ask you something.. and he asked what?

I told him - you worked in that movie called Dil Se Pooch Kidhar Jaana hai... He said yes. I asked him that Why does your wife kill you in the end? I could barely speak in front of him and he had to bring his ears as low as my mouth to listen... and then he told me.. ofcourse I am NOT putting the climax here but Imagine.. Ramya, Jeet and I have been nuts about this Movie since ages... we really want to see this... and searched the whole net.. we know everything.. the climax is that the wife kills the hero.. but we couldnt find the CD anywhere.. and indeed I asked Udit to find me the CD and he was such a sweetheart that he went and asked Aditya.. Unfortunately.. Aditya didnot have the CD either that time.. he had given it to someone.. but the best thing was.. Aditya is really a soft spoken person! I knew it as I have seen him speak once on a video which was a personal interview. So I was really soft spoken to him.. and imagine.. he was further softer than me.. and spoke literally into my ears so that I can hear him..

Tht was fun!! Well we headed to Lonawala and Khandala next.. had lunch.. bought the famous Chikki.. it was so damn beautiful there! I dont really know if it was the place or because I had just met CID team :P .. bt the place looked amazing! It was far too beautiful to describe and also the pictures of that place which I took are way too good. Too divine - to say! We went from one place to another then to another.. and like most of the time I was in the car - the fact.. we got down on the points - Tiger Point for one! I hate heights but that place was too beautiful.. and though I was scared I never stopped looking.. :P Lolzz..
We returned late at night.. and then an uncle took us to dinner at a really big place (sorry wont mention the name).. we were five people and imagine we ate for worth 12 thousands.. But that place was damn sophisticated and I dont like such places and so I was playing SMS - SMS with Dhruv :P .. and also dreaming.. It was like my reality is still stuck into that one moment I was with my dream people.. rest all is now dream! After dinner we were like at 11:30 pm free.. and we went for the famous Victoria ride! It feels so great.. Bombay is not only the city where celebrities live.. but it also makes you feel like one.. and atleast I was feeling :D ... also yea! I forgot to mention.. I never like Kulfi but in that hotel, I had Kulfi for the first time.. that too Malai Kulfi.. and I loved it! [I like food of Viceroy restaurant Hong Kong, Ice Cream of a 5 star Hotel, Mumbai; No wonder dad calls me having a very expensive taste :P] Also the hotel had Alphanso thick juice sort of thing which was again DAMN tasty!! yumm.. :D

The next day was 'Bombay Day'.. hahhaa.. we were hitting streets of Bombay.. went to Dadar market and one more whose name I dont remember.. walked the entire noon in the Sun without a second thought! I brought nail polish as they were just Rs 5 each.. hahhaha! Lots to eat and lots of namkeen.. After lunch from there, we returned to our place. Taking a little rest, we went across the city (from where we lived) to Juhu beach.. saw Lilavati hospital on the way :P , Rajesh Khanna's empty yellow Bunglow amidst all white ones :P, and alot of things! And then Juhu Beach!! WOW... you know something?? I always loved Bombay... but now am so in <3>

RIP - Nirmal Pandey

One thing that I know about myself is that though I say I want to be a forensic doctor but I cannot see someone I had seen growing up, turn into a corpse. It hurts hell lot!

Nirmal Pandey is an actor or a better way will be that he was an actor. He lives no longer now but everytime I look at anything that reminds me of him, I realise its been a serious big loss.

I heard that his 'name to fame' chance was through 'Bandit Queen' (If that's the name of the movie I am correctly recalling).. I have never seen the movie but I saw this guy in a couple of movies. He was in 'Hadh Kar di Aapne' with Govinda and he was very much noticed. That's one movie I love seeing him in. Who can forget that classic comedy fan repair scene with Govinda potraying many roles.
But this guy reached my heart with his role of Dajjal in Hatim. He was so good with it. I already love the bad people.. (that story sometime else) but the thing is that in between when Dajjal's face was covered for few episodes... I used to miss Nirmal Pandey so much for those days I am sure he wasnt playing Dajjal...

Well.. all in all.. I know he's a great actor (I dont use was for great people).. and certainly every mention of his will bring a tear to the eye but also a smile to the face!
RIP Nirmal Pandey!

My DPS Mathura Road experience..

Sorry but there is no '14 years back when I entered this school...' in my coming words (no this is no speech.. it's what I feel and what I want to share...).. because I wasn't a part of Delhi Public School Mathura Road, 14 years back... but I do remember all the moments I spent here...

I entered this school on a Thursday morning... dressed in white shirt and blue jeans.. my dad wanted to shift from Rohini to central Delhi and he had applied in certain school here... DPS Mathura Road and Sardar Patel had replied.. my dad wanted me to go to DPS Mathura Road first..
I remember the first time I passed from the the 'Jhandewalan Temple' and from where the Metro is now running... Central Delhi was alien to me.. and today I can lead you to almost all places... My old school.. DPS Rohini was.. well again a DPS and really big.. but DPS Mathura Road was considered huge.. both area and achievement wise..
I entered the school with alot of positive attitude.. there is no arguing back about education to my parents.. they have to be right and so I do as told...

As I entered the gate.. and towards the reception.. I had no idea what next.. I had a written test and I was scared with that... I sat in the receptionist's room with 3 papers and my pen and sat doing my 'science, english and Mathematics (then Maths)'...
The copies went for correction immidiately and me and my dad were asked to wait.. the results came and we were supposed to meet the Principal who will tell the results and decide whether to give the admission or not... however.. it took a little longer and my dad was tired of waiting.. he had a meeting to reach and so he asked me to sit in the completely new place alone.. My dad told the PA to the principal then Mr. Rana that I was there alone and he will send the car back in 15 minutes to take me home... I dont know why my dad did this.. had he taken me with himself.. I wouldnt be in this school only...

Whatever.. I decided to do as asked and sat admiring the aquarium in the reception waiting area.. When I had initially entered the school main building, I saw the aquarium, the tropies outside Principal's room and the 2 big vases at the gate to the Principal's room... I had made a mental note to admire them later... while waiting I also saw a girl with her grandmother.. I had no idea why were they there.. but from then, I have seen the 2 at the same place so many times that I dont find it out of different now.. indeed I will, if it doesnt happen... wont mention the girl for I wouldnt want to hurt anyone (including myself :P)

However it was just a few mintues that I was alone and then a person from the Principal's room came and announced my name.. apparently the Principal wanted to meet me.. I told them my dad had gone but they said I was fine...
First time entering the Principal's room was like entering heaven from Earth.. I have to mention my Principal has a good taste... the room is completely wooden (I dont know about the floor for it is carpetted golden ever since).. the room has a yellowish glow and a warmth you wouldnt want to escape.. there is the Principal's huge wooden desk with his chair and computer and files and ofcourse the television screen showing the corridors.. on one side and on the other there is a very comfortable sofa with another aquarium... right in front are the trophies and pictures of the principal.. It made me shiver once.. I greeted the principal and took a seat when he asked me too.. he meant pure business.. and he told me that I scored best in math, then english and last science... I knew it and it was because I hadnt studied some things asked.. thats it.. he looked at the answer sheets.. to the screen with kids in corridor and told I am in and to collect my admission letter from Mr. Simon...

Yeapiee.. so I was here.. something struck me.. I wanted to go to Sardar Patel due to some personal reasons but this something wasnt enough to hide my happiness.. they say that its very difficult to get into a public school.. but here I was.. all alone and admission granted into one of the best schools of Delhi.. I told Mr. Rana what sir had said and he showed me the way to Mr. Simon... trust me.. I dont know about the corruption part but Mr. Rana has been really sweet to me.. and I donot fear declaring it - the new Paul guy suxx to the core..
Well I dont remember but it to be Mr. Rana.. he told I can join the school from this very day... and I told him.. I cant.. I am not in uniform... I dont have the books and further my dad will send for the car any moment.. I have to go home.. Meanwhile.. Mr. Simon told an age to ready the letter.. I told him I am in.. but he said that no I am not.. I tried to tell him that the Principal said so.. and he says no you are not.. I gave up arguing.. I knew I was in.. one guy couldnt just stand against the Principal..

I went home.. got snaps clicked for the admission processes.. and then I was in from Monday... my class 8 C (sorry if it was B but I remember it C) was totally crazy... I sat with Sofa (Sophia).. her bestie then was Akanksha who had a compartment and so wasnt attending school for sometime.. then I didnt even know what's a compartment but I didnt bother asking.. there was a Shruti in my class and this spread like news... I know one thing.. I remember everyone from my 8.. they may or maynot do so... but each of them is special.. they made 8 the most interesting section I could get into..
Thanks to - Karishma, Shivangi Raheja, Shivangi Goel, Ananya, Radhika, Sophia, Akanksha, Shruti, Shefali, Deeksha, Tarini, Shreya, Shweta, Aditi, Naila (who joined after me), Rishabh, Ankit, Akshat, Kunal, Akshar, Sagar, Akshays (there were 2 and I mean both), Amit (sorry), Abhinav, Rohan, Inderjit... I am sorry if I am missing on anyone... but I will remember all of you forever.. and yea - thanks for being there!
My 8 class memories are really sweet - remember going somewhere (I think DPS Noida) in a car from school and teasing Akshar about Radhika... the Christmas dance and asking Principal to let us do it on stage.. looking for the remix cassette.. Rishabh's all acts in the class.. Goel's getting Varun numerous popularity.. ASHA RANI SOOD!!... Rawat sir.. Sofa's getting best marks in hindi.. Poonam Gupta ma'am.. Adarsh maam, Deepti maam (the trainee math)... Mamta maam (trainee sst)...




and then 9th.. where the school gave me the most.. I got a bestie for life - Shivangi Raheja.. and the list is huge.. Adi (sorry Shiv... but someone takes away the credit from you.. but because of you Adi talked to me for the first time..), Marwah maam, Oracle classes, Kamini maam, Harpreet Maam, Pinku.. the computer gang - Naman bhaiyaa, Varun Bhaiyaa... and then other new students I had in my class - Juhi, Ashna, Zarah, Isha, Parul, Mehak, Sanchi, Kritika, Jona, Pooja... and yes how can I forget Vinni (the diva teacher), Anupama Khanna maam, mummy :P, Jyoti maam, Fatima maam... that organising assembly with Sudhakar sir and Lalit maam for the first time and coming to school so early.. all assemblies.. saying we can dance better.. the 'choti si asha' on Children's Day... the legendary PHOTOCOPY room :D LOL

The burning of Ravana and the other statues on Deepavali, the holi balloons, the crackers in the canteen.. the falling apples... getting pic clicked.. getting cell secretly...

the lady guards.. I remember once there were male guards and poor thing they never got anywhere near to know what we are upto.. but didis (lady guards) talk to us and are really sweet.. and this reminds me that I need their pic too :D

I will miss my labs.. the computer lab (I miss it already)... the bio slides (whatever 2 - 3 I made)... my physics and chem lab.. and most importantly the math lab which never got set up for we needed a new Vice Principal room :P... the lecture rooms.. MPH.. all the workshops... I met Dr. Nath in that MPH and so that MPH will be always the best hall I enter..

Then my topsy turby experience at the hostel.. attending Narayana classes at hostel.. never made me a hosteler but yes I got to be a suspecious day scholar.. so I was like balancing both boats.. but those classes made me meet some of the best men walking this Earth.. I am never gonna forget them - Anurag sir, Dash sir, Anoop sir, Pandey sir and Deepak sir... Because of them I had a great time at the centre and made some really good friends...
Most importantly.. Rehman maam and Rawat sir have been so sweet to me always.. that trust me it was a Princess Life that I lived under their shelter.. John sir, Happy maam have been great too.. the mess food.. trust me I love it.. I know you guys at hostel eat it daily but common its just like my mum cooks and still different so ofcourse I love it.. Then I am a little scared of Menrai maam and Anita maam.. but Menrai maam smiled at me at the farewell and I dont know why I felt like hugging her...

Honestly.. these are numerous and I will never complete writing them...

Then 11th was rocking too.. I know I wasnt a kind to suit my class but honestly guys you believe it or not I have stood with you all for long... and like always.. thanks for giving me 2 interesting years and a class that's always in highlights :D

I enjoyed every moment of it.. all fights.. I rediscovered myself in 11th.. came to face my fears and enforce my strengths.. ofcourse alot of people get credited for this.. specially Dr. U.S. Arora sir.. no I dont hate him.. but I dont know what was the story then... today I know he was a better choice than Adi.. unfortunately I dont have the time left to start knowing him.. but I hope aal remains well with him...
Then J.P. sir.. OMG.. he's even more forgetful than me and still so good with his work.. He is cute according to me ;) .. Mahua maam.. she's been the sweetest all along and even strict... she's taught us to be beautiful inside out.. She's one perfect person... pretty.. charming.. intelligent.. organised and she can talk to anyone with so easy.. I really envy her dresses :P
Naveen sir... trust me.. zindagi dobara dilchasp hui.. toh hum zaroor milenge... inshallah! He's been the most interesting person I have known for the past 2 years... he just pops into my life.. comments.. and goes.. even before I know he was here and then I have to spend hours to think 'what?'... he never leaves a chance to throw a question at me.. and thanks to him.. I have learnt some interesting answers.. :P
Sudha maam... fine.. I did hate that appointment affair and all.. but today when I see the whole picture.. she's been really sweet to me... and to all of us for that sake.. and whatever and whichever way she is.. I would want her to remain the same.. her smile fills the days with flowers.. a teacher that never stops smiling...
Tuli maam.. thanks for teaching me Economics.. trust me.. I am the worst choice to deal with money... and you taught me Economics for 2 years.. this is really calling for a huge award! :P

Okie.. I know I started off all over again.. but sorry... I think I will better write a small book with the whole story :P... all in all.. I am really proud of being an Indian... being a girl.. and from this moment onwards.. I am proud to be a part of DPS :D

Dont let me go into long.. but just I want to thank you if you were a part of DPS Mathura Road while I was here.. thanks a ton!

random...

donno why... but a pair of eyes (lets say two..) left something in my heart and came out this poem.. so here it is :P
tere cehhre ko taqte hain
shaamo savere
kya inmein wohh noor hai
ya rab hai samaya
teri baatein mishri lage
tere har gham ko apnaya
in aankhoin mein hai kuch baat
ki inmein doobne ko dil toh chahe
par jab ye take
jism paani sa simat jaaye
voh alphaz jo tere labo se nikle
aur wohh jo hai aaj talak ankaha
ruk gayi poor kayanat
tham gaya sama
jab tere chehre par dikha
gham koi ghana

bahut yaadein hain jo aankhoin ko nam kar deti hain
saari baatein hai dil mein goonjti hui
ye doori na hone degi poori...
hamari kahaani adhoori reh gaye...



Ya Khuda...
in aankhoin mein meri jannat basti hai...
inko kabhi nam mat rakhna
in labo se abhi bahut si baatein karni hai...
inhe kabhi hasi se door mat rakhna!

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 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!

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!!