The season of Hope!

From past 2 days, I'm little frightened of this season and I didn't even look outside my window. Today, I needed something from balcony. I took a deep breath and finally entered there. I realized that its not that chilly... the sight was beautiful..... bright sky with little clouds... smooth roads.... clear view...... fresh air..... I didn't afraid of it anymore. It was no more fearful. Then I suddenly remembered that I like the season. The snow, the sight, loads of garments, cute sweaters, chilly mornings, memorable evenings, cozy beds, Christmas fantasies, snow flakes, Christmas carols, lazy afternoons, so many birthdays, season of candles & cakes, a break from your casual life and most importantly a hope of getting a better time in new year.

Oh God, how could I forget that I love Winters.

Enjoy Winters.

He's the One!!!

He loved, he cared,

he missed, he blessed.

He picked when I fall,

he loved when I crawl.

Hold me tight,

played and some fight.

He made me understand everything,

I loved the way he cling.

I learned how to smile,

learn not to hate even for a while.

Accepted me the way I'm,

not even hated any spam.

Taught me innumerous lessons,

with them I made weird expressions.

Loved the way he folds,

like all the world enfolds.

Wants me to walk alone,

attitude that can't be shown.

Just a bright future he wants,

that's all he think in all fonts.

Stayed awake and keep,

just to made me asleep.

Made me what I'm today,

wish to meet him

somewhere, someday.

Yes, he's the one!!

Still Loved &

Still Cared.

Happy Birthday Dad!!!

I'll always love u!!!

For all of u my guys:)

The very first time when I filled a form for my account. J chose the option of internet banking, mobile banking and debit card. The banker asked, "so you want mobile banking?" J and I agreed.

The very first thing which he asked was, "Aapke phone mein bluetooth hai???"

Anger and smile came on my face at the same time. I know people reading this stuff most likely are not able to catch my point. But my college friends must be smiling at least at this event. Love you guys.

All of my friends tease me over my phone and this banker guy reminded me all of them for a moment. I could see every friend of mine in him at that time!

First visit to IHC

After snoozing the alarm for one and a half hour, I stopped it. I got to know about this when P called near 8:20 in the morning. . He said,"mini bete uth ja" & i said "are main uthi hui hun, tu bata" and he said he'll meet us in seminar. I got up finally and realized that i was late. I called V & H then. V said okay and H got up by my call... :P

We all are same in one or the other way.... :)

I made coffee, got ready and left

home @9. R, A & Vi denied the proposal last night. Now, it was H's message. He refused too. FINE(anyone else who don't wanna come???)!!! It was only P, V & me who met. We had good time at IHC.

I've never been there before. Good place, fresh environment, beautiful infrastructure, helpful people & I fell in love with place(P too fell in love with this place).

We attended a little bit

of seminar which was a bit boring. We realized that we'll do injustice to ourselves by spending the rest of the time only here. We then wandered all over the place, did some photo-session(its one of the customs or rules u can say, we follow).

V & I were dying of hunger but still we decided to see the painting exhibitions. The one which was in Visual Arts gallery was good. I like some of them. Although i was unable to interpret their meaning but still i liked them. The only which I found the finest of all was the most expensive one(check the choice ;):D). The Open Palm Court Gallery was holding the paintings which were peaceful, flowery, had birds, butterflies, fireflies, girls, dreams, fascinating, fish & the best part was the usage of bright colors. Here's one of them.

That was my cup of tea:):)

After having a lot of IHC. We moved for some food. Had awesome food at shankar market, typical dilli wala khana. yum..... :P:P

We roamed then a bit to reach Janpath. We were very tired so rested for a while. Finally, we headed towards Janpath. Pretty cool place.

Now, its time to go home. We guys accompanied each other till Rajiv Chowk station. From there, i took my train forbidding P & V. I got the ladies seat in metro. This seat made me realize how much tired I was. Here, i thought not to waste my time and was thinking to read something. But i was not in a mood to read something so, i decided to write all this while my journey to home!

;) 8)

Will miss you sis:)

It was Tuesday when I decided not to take the tomorrow's class. Wednesday was planned as we need to go to taiji's place for some poojan. We reached on time. It was nice but singers were singing aloud. So, I decide to came out for a while. Then I realized that I am feeling a bit hungry and craving for chocolate as well(no wonders). I bought lays and dairymilk.

After some time Dinner served and it was too yummy that I ate more that my appetite. We were leaving the place and told the next day's plan to everyone that I'll be back after the college and D & J will join us at night. Everyone criticized this idea, but i took stand for what I wanted to do(learned from R & A, thanks a ton to them).

I took the class. I was half an hour late for it but thats another part of the story. The day of college almost got over when I was waiting outside the metro station for P. He came back with some friends. We traveled together to kashmiri gate and there he took leave. He called me later and apologized for his leave. For some time we had a good conversation. He had a lot of stuff in his mind reagarding some personal issues. I simply like it when he shares it with me. As my turn came to speak, I was so nervous and tensed then I realized that a lot is going within me. I was bitterly upset. I broke up into tears. I shared too. We end our conversation on nice notes.

It was "Mehndi's rasm". The bride was engaged with her mehndi and was continuously asking everyone to start the dance. We played the music, we danced, crackers were on and we enjoyed! I had some food then had mehndi and missed the chance to get fed by someone.... awwww!!

I took my full sleep as I was pretty lucky that Friday's class cancelled. J, D & I got up a little late, as usual. We had our breakfast at some 2 or 3 in the evening. It was toast and eggs(ummm.....my all time favs). Then we prepared ourselves to move to the parlor. There I made them my hair looks perfect & got draped a saree. D also got it draped and had a great hair-style. She was looking no less than the most beautiful thing in the world. I love you D!

We met all of those who we know in wedding ceremony. I met my sisters then. Everyone of them was beautifully dressed and bride was looking just like a doll(best of best wishes are with u sister). I met my nieces and nephews, love them so much.

I like all this family stuff like functions, weddings, birthdays, poojans. It brings nothing but togetherness, happiness, a little bit of care, an opportunity to get in touch with everyone once again, to see smiles everywhere, to grab some blessings & love.

It was a very well organised wedding countable people, delicious food and music which can make you rock the floor down. It was all so yum when it came to snacks, drinks, shakes, salads, meals & deserts. Food was really appreciable and was the best part.

Everyone took leave after the bid farewell of bride with her prince charming.

(May she lives happily forever)

It happened many times during this special ceremony when some relatives spoke about my life and my marriage. I wonder do they really think about me? Do they care? Did they ever thought about my perspective or my so much lovely dreams? Did they ever thought that my dreams are everything and marriage stands nowhere till I find myself fixed in my life?

Leaving behind those narrow minds I went to my bed and took no time to get into sound sleep.

We all will always remember these three hectic days forever. May the bride & groom be eternally blessed. . . :):)

Durgashtmi..... maa ka poojan

Woke up right on seven after sleeping three hours. Morning was beautiful and fresh. It was 'ashtami', the eighth day of the navratri. I took bath and got prepared for the 'ashtmi poojan'. D made 'chane' till I joined her in kichen, she then taught me how make 'halwa'. We later fried some 'poori's'. We dnt know people much here. And at this occasion we always give all this 'prasaad' in 'mandir'. D & I were quite unhappy from all this..... we people just love to make this stuff as per the customs. It was the very first time when we got some 'kanya's ' in our home. J brought them as he went downstairs to bring some change and some other stuff from a local market. The happiness was visible on D's face. It was all fun. She poured some water on each of their feet and cleaned them. And one by one all the customs were followed. J brought some cold drinks and he served them as well. All the things settled very well.

They all left home with lots of blessings. Everyone was very happy. D & I then opened our fast with the same 'prasaad' . Then we all went to sleep after a while.

As I went to bed I was little tensed about a draft. It was an urgent thing but I really don't want to go outside in the scorching sun and on the other hand I was feeling sleepy. Asked P about this but he was somewhere outside and we decided to talk later. Called another friend but nothing happened. Then I fell asleep. I received a call from a friend, A and he asked me about my status of draft and I asked him to do that for me. Slept again!

Read a text when I got up, it says, "draft done". I was so happy and for a while I swayed away by thoughts.

Received a call in the evening from my best of best friends, G, and we talked for a while as she was leaving for Shri Nagar in next 24 hours. I was so happy to talk to her.

It was quite boring in the evening as I was in no mood to read anything. Evening was leaving us when I asked for some ice-cream and then we left home for it. As the car moved I started gazing at the gaint sky. All I could see was a glittering star. Its like the star needs no one. He could stand all alone for itself and could enfolds all the attraction in the world. It became more beautiful when car turned right and it enables me to see the moon. It was a little more than half. It was so amazing.

Chocolate pleasure was the name of the ice cream which I chose. We bought two of them. I enjoyed the chocolate with great pleasure. We finished our ice-creams and while returning to home we visited 'Durga poojan'. The idol of 'Maa Durga' was looking so beautiful. The white shining background was adding some more beauty to it. We took the blessings and left her with our prayers. There was a funcion going over there. Little girls were dancing beautifully wearing traditional dresses on a song which we never heard. We took a plate of chowmin, while another and last dance performance. As we came outside I bought a pair of swords, blue and red.

It was all a cute sort of day.

:) :)

Down the memory lane

Evening of Sep. 14, 10 has become an unforgettable eve for me.

We left home for my sister's bestfrnd's marriage in the evening. J drove to Shalimar bagh, we asked for the particular location and reached up there. We were there on the clock as all the 'baaratis' were about to reach the place. D & I hunted for the beautiful bride in the 'Punjabi Bhavan'. And finally after lots of efforts we got the right room and we rushed through it. The bride was looking amazingly beautiful. Her blood red outfit and jewelry which seemed to be heavier than her, was looking superb. Thin golden wires was building lovely designs and vines on her outfit and the blushy make-up and arms & palms covered with 'mehandi' were completing the entire look of this Indian Bride.

Then, we stayed with her and got clicked in some pics.

P, the bride, and D, they became best friends when our families stayed in the same flat. The place where I was born and brought up. Its near Ashok Vihar, Delhi. They lived on the ground floor and we had first floor as our home. The two families had good relations and even now we people keep in touch.

It was a great event and a big one as well. The wedding was so cute & calm though there were many guests. Children were the best part of the place. They were roaming with the invisible guns in their hands all over the place and acted as they are the greatest soldiers and were shooting each other.

After all this, J, D & I went upstairs to stuff our faces. There, I found my damn fav. meal of the marriages, 'chole-chawal'. It has been the most favorite food for a long time, when it comes to marriages. I enjoyed the meal and ate vanilla ice-cream as well.

The time when we took bid farewell from the marriage, I bought a huge orange balloon, shaped classically spherical. Driving back to home we decided to visit my childhood home, my first home. It was still a shabby place with shanty houses, narrow lanes and dirty managements. It was all

same. Some minor changes were visible like the 'mandir' in the so-called park has grown big, covered little more land.

Park, it was no more that looking park in which we used to play at night. Played, roamed, had rides, spreads seeds for plants, brought bricks from there, lit fire in winter evenings by stealing card-board papers & kerosene oil from neighbors and got wounded innumerous times. It was all filled with dirty water, plotted there due to heavy showers in Delhi, this year. After clicking a snapshot of our old house we walked back. Saw the cycle-stand, where we hired cycles many times just @ 2rs. for an hour. Exchanged with friends by making fool of them.

J drove the car as usual, D was on the passenger seat and I was on the back seat with my balloon... :P . On our way back we saw the height of river Yamuna, J clicked some photos of 'purana pul'. My Dad, D & I used to pass over it whenever we visited our taiji's place. It fascinates me a lot. Its all made of iron or steel something and entirely covered with it & I just love it more when I hear the shrilling noises of train. The railway track was on the roof of it. Lots of sounds merge together when coaches of train passes over it.

Forgot to mention earlier that I saw one of my schools, SKV, Ashok Vihar. The school in which a 'kutta' boy, who was basically sitting with me(very sweet & innocent gal) in my exams, had told the teacher about my cheating paper. It was really a tough time, but managed somehow and planned to beat him up after the exam. The brat ran away and I missed the chance. After that I never used any cheating paper ever in my life, "Kutta ladka".......huh!!!

I met my first standard school teacher in the wedding as we entered. They all gave us a warm welcome. The lady is the first cousin of the bride. She was so changed that i didn't even recognized her at her first look. Got to know about it later by D. And we met our ex- neighbors also. There was aunty, and two of her sons. Aunty so grown old and pale. And the sons were grown more than they are suppose to. Whatever but I was feeling so nice to meet them.

So piling up the evening in my words, Im feeling so good. It was all so inexpressibly great. I ate my best meal of childhood and it was same in taste (one of the best part), bought balloon, visited my childhood home, my school, met neighbors, met my teacher (who once told me a story of chocolate house during class) and that bridge. All of these things made the voyage unforgettable. Lovely Life.

"Dont feel sad about all your lost things in the past instead think that future might bring them back, even for a while one day, someday."

So live life everyday, in every way!!!

Love your life & Stay Happy..... :)

Cheers:)

Poem :)

Left the path early in the morning

I just realized

left the world early in the morning

I just realized,

feeling the feeling I never felt

I just realized

facing the world w/o happiness

I just realized,

memories faded away, time left me

I just realized

I made myself dead

I just realized,

tears left my eyes

I just realized

shades of f'ships getting darker

I just realized,

I hide myself, far-far away

I just realized

dreams leaving me

I just realized,

life is like ending today

I just realized

dunno, wanna live or not

I just realized,

I'm no more chatterbox

I just realized

have enough of life

I just realized.

(Inspired from 'chunk by chunk' by Pramod Singh Negi) { http://pramodsingh1989.blogspot.com/ }

thank you sweetheart!

MISSING FRNDS, MISSING LIFE!

I opened my orkut account and went through some photos. I was trying to find out some good snapshots of mine. Then, will figure out which is looking best on my profile, but that was a later part. There was a folder which was containing my last to last birthday pictures. I started peering into them for the same purpose........... mission best suitable picture for profile. I began with a picture named my sweetest friends. It was a pic. of two of my school friends and I was standing right between them. We are very good friends, I love them, sometimes, we catch up a meeting either we visit monuments or meet to a friends house. Whatever it was, but i could say it is very nice to be good friends..... ya only good friends and best friends too. So when I was taking look to other pictures it reminded me of my that birthday. You know I why I like pictures because whenever you'll look at them you dont only look you got indulge into that part of your life again and if you keep looking at them, you'll notice everything about it and you will love it more than before. I went looking them, and was busy in reading what they were holding in their captions. There were many pics of my day. The folder was including my two friends group from school. At the end, when I checked out all of the them and reached the last one. The first thing I realized was that I haven't solved my old mission. Yes I gave look at every picture of my birthday, but during that time my purpose was changed. I was swayed by the time and got totally involved in that moment again.

MY FIRST BLOG:)

Writing......

I believe in writing bcz I love to. Writing is my passion, its everything & best way to express yourself. I dont like to read much, that makes strain to my eyes, Oh! that was jst an excuse. Shit, I learnt nt to make excuses, its the symbol of losers, ofcourse no one wants to be that.

There was a time when I would nt like to disclose anything about myself. Yeah, very preserved kind of gal but very aggressive as well. I guess I've changed a lot. Time makes you what you are.

I love to speak. I love a bit of everything actually :)

When your pen's ink goes with your mind's thoughts, thats the moment when I feel like heaven, life's one of the best moments. Pen moves with the thoughts but when your mind thinks faster than your pen your speed of writing ultimately rises. When the examiner was standing just beside us and was shouting for our answersheet and we beg for a min. more, in our school time. You remember, there, what was our writing speed. But that was neither heaven nor the best moments.

By the way, here my first post ends. Will write soon.