Life goes on...

Life Goes On . . .

In every human life,
there are some moments when one is sad and depressed
Frustrated from every zone of life,
And feel like leaving everything & going away
And Life Goes on..

Some moments in which
one is wrapped with tensions
one wants to get out of them
and fly high in the sky
But cant run away, and life goes on..

Some moments in which,
one who adores hurts sentiments,
one needs a support, a shoulder to dry on,
But doesnt find one, and life goes on..

Some moments in which one gets tired of life
or so intensely hurt that one wants to die
one wishes to end up with
life at that very moment, and life goes on..

And in every human life on day arrives
When there is a big halt to one's life.
And then the people cry
and show that they were concerned

Then the question arises
Do they wait for one's death..,
To care, To understand the one
If so, then wait till death and until then

Life Goes On . . .

Morning Raga!!!

Morning I got down from the bus and headed for subway to cross and as soon as I stepped on the stairs I lost my balance…I fell…it was such a cute scene...i just collected my bag stood up…remove the dust from my hand and clothes…and one uncle came and asked “Lagi to nahin?” what a stupid question…

I wanted to say “ naah..lagna kahan tha..main to slide samajh kar Phisal rahi thi?” but I kept my mouth shut and told “no, thanks I am fine”…it was paining…and I was smiling…coz when something like this happens to others I just laugh and laugh with all my heart…so how could I spare myself ;) if any of my friends wud have been there I wud have laughed out loud…yes those stairs were fine…it did not break…as most of u would be wondering abt it X-(

I reached office with a pain thinking why it happened? I guess I was thinking abt someone last nite and infact in the bus also…and result is this…no more now…idiot bugger...

And as soon as I entered got good news that there is no power…by the time I reached my room power came…now am going to work…

I need iodex badly ;) ahhhhhhhhhh its paining…

Species called "Impotent Guys"

In this happening world, i encounter new species everyday...this post will be little cheap and controversial for people who are decent beyond limits...but i know not a single complete decent soul reads my blog... ;)

Somehow i have always hated guys for the way they think abt girls...yes i agree that not all guys are same and i should not generalize..but then majority wins!!! Now let me just take a simple instance...Morning i was walking to Bus stop and saw 2 guys coming from the opposite direction. I knew what was stored..some dirty comments and cheap songs...but i ignored them and pretended as if i did not notice. I walked confidently but little insecured inside...when i was little close to them one guy whispered something in others ear..typical lady habbit...and they started singing a song which i liked till yesterday nite "Agar tum mil jao..." from Zeher. A nice song which obviously they ruined with their harsh, buffallo voice...The song followed with a unbearable comment. I wanted to slap those ass***** right on their faces but crossed my fingers and strode towards the bus ignoring them completely and giving no reactions on my face.
These guys are so sick that after looking at them i get a strong urge of becoming a bandit queen and killing all these jerks and cleaning the world and making it a better place to live...no no i wont do it unless untill...touch wood ...

I remember when i was in 10th grade and when my dad, refused me for taking out to market coz the crowd was damn cheap (i am talking abt a state called Haryana)...i used to long for those market places...how do ppl shop and how do they bargain etc etc..but whatever i wanted was at home and if by mistake i required something..it was ordered to an orderly and he used get them in minutes...Life goes on and dad got posted in a new place which was again a township...aloof from the outerworld i was bound in a small set of people and interactions were limited..a girl like me who is a born chatter box was allowed to torture just couple of people. Thanks to the school where i did my 11th 12th which actually allowed students from nearby villages...i got some idea of how these ppl speak and how they react and what they feel abt girls...handling those things was not easy...once i was threatened by guys as i did listen to their stupid stuff and scolded them in infront of the whole class...then the episode dragged and i started facing the music...all sort of nasty comments had put me in depression...i was scared to go to school. I hid it from my parents and friends as i was scared of dad...he is a tough person and everyone on this earth is scared of him...

One day, these guys threatened me in school by saying that "u dont come out of ur house as we will kidnapp u and then will tell u what we are" i got scared to the core..i knew them..i had heard stories of their achievements...I tried calling home but the filmi style tragedy nobody picked up...i tried calling dad in office but his phone was answered by his clerk...the nervousness was written all over my face..i wanted to go out of school desperately...I just ran from school as soon as the bell rang and looking here and there i just crossed some streets...i knew a place where the crowd was expected ...another school in the vicinity...I reached and saw many children coming out after their bell...i spotted my friend in the crowd and slowed my speed...i was sweating and told him the reason...he walked along with me till home and adviced me to tell this to my dad...telling this to dad required gutts...

I entered my home..had my lunch and was getting ready for a class...my hands were trembling...i remembered those big, blood red eyes, that threatened me..i could not chew my food..i gulped the chappati with water...i went in my room and sat there on my bed...I heard my mom yelling from other room that i was getting late and i am no serious abt my studies etc etc...i did not come out...finally she came in my room..asked me the matter...i lied saying that "not feeling well can i take off from the class.." she looked at me surprisingly..i never used to bunk my class..she sort of believed me..and left me in the room...myinnerself asked me how long will u continue this non sense..one day u have to tell..so why not today? so i went to mom annd told her the reason...she was shocked upon this...she went and told it to dad..Dad did not look at me...he called me he was completely involved in reading the newspaper..he told me to go to class immdiately..i had no option but to go..i took out my bicycle and started riding towards the destination...middle of the way i saw couple of guys standing..my heart started beating...it was beating at an unusual speed...i wanted to stop the bike and ran back but dad told me to go straight so i had to peddle further...little further i realised these are the same guys...

One guy actually came forward in the wide road and stopped me...he was abt to ask something that i heard a bullet coming..i turned back and it was Dad..he came and stopped it where i was standing. All guys were now looking at each others face..they were caught red handed...dad looked and me and asked me to go...i left...and next day onwards , none of them came in my way again...i know what all dad wud have told...i know all police stunts...

Later...dad taught me, how to tackle such kind of situations..where all to hit the person etc etc...after that 7 continous yrs in hostels..i know what to do with guys now...i know what they are meant for...one nice kick on their balls and they are gone...

This world is full of impotent men...some do such cheap things and get this label and some just watch this meekly and become impotent..there is no such world of *real* men...Am i being pessimist? i guess so...the people who claims to be the female supporter turns out to be a female eater...

This is the naked truth about "U". And nobody is an exception so far...atleast i havent seen...

Googling Ayn Rand

Well its lunch time and i am googling...this time i googled for Ayn Rand...i wanted to know more about her life..and wanted to know what all fictions are available in the market which i have not read till now.

I found a link on her biography with some pictures. If you want to know more about Ayn Rand? then "Touch Me" and i am sure her writings will touch u if u like philosophy kind of stuff :)

while reading about Ayn i came across a name "Victor Hugo". I guess i will be able to find his books (translated ones) here in India...

Now googling: Victor Hugo

Recap of the D Day..D for disaster

Yesterday was the first day in the new office…they came to know about my b'day and planned to celebrate it in the office...they ordered pastries and other things...Got big nice bunch of flowers from them...first day...and b'day...a strange thing...i was sending official mail and amidst of my work i got a call from a local number...

S: Hello
other side: Hello
S: Yes
other side: Am i speaking to S?
S: May i know who is calling?
other side: Is that S
S: Yes
other side: Hi ma'am, i am calling from ICICI bank and u have been selected as a winner of the lucky draw of ICICI bank.
S: Oh really
Other side: Yes ma'am
S: but i dont have an ICICI account
Other side: Actually Madam we took the numbers of couple of ppl and out of those u are the lucky one
S: Ohh..but i have a bangalore number and my cell is in roaming...then how can u get my number
Other side: Actually ma'am, what happened is.. (now i snapped..)
S: Who is this
other side: hmmm
S: Your Good name Pls?
Other side: Sandeep
S: Sunny?
Otherside: Yes, happy birthday... continues

Sunny is reems BF...

He could not play it successfully...trapped coz i dont have lousy bank accounts...Not everyone is successful in playing pranks like me ;)

After i finished the small office party, i went to see reems and Sunny…he is a very nice guy…spent my evening with them as nobody at home told me anything about the evening plans and no one asked for a party....

I started getting calls from brother & cousin at 8.15 p.m who wanted to go out with me for dinner…I reached home at 10.00 p.m but saw that quite some ppl were there…I felt bad as nobody had told me anything abt it…when I asked mom she said, she wanted to give a surprise but it did not work as I was damn late…Poor mom doesn’t know that I hate surprises…and it’s a flop show most of the times…Anyways, we postponed the treat for this weekend…lets see if I can make up coz heard that there is a meeting…

Now the interesting part…my dear Aunt bought a nice dress as a birthday present and asked me to try it…its a typical delhi girl’s jeans and a fancy top…looking at the jeans I told her “I wont be able to fit in ” she got angry…”try this” she ordered…and sent my cousin to see whether it really fits me or not…she doesn’t believe me it seems ;) well that jeans was like…I cant explain…in a nut shell I was not able to fit in that…my Aunt was furious…she told me “u better reduce” thankfully she did not tell me that “ this is the last size I saw on the shelf “ ;)

Nite I was too tired so went to bedroom with mom and she then told me that there were few calls on my landline for me…It was 11 p.m so i did not call back. Most of the ppl called me up on my cell…and few of them did not bother to call back. Anyways the best of all was I was expecting some calls from ppl I really like…but this time they turned me down…

None of my crushes called ;)