That’s how life goes on...
Statutory warning: This blog zn’t worth reading…
INTRODUCTION:
In writing this piece of shit, I have drawn from the relevant memories of my not so sharp brain (it's already
ACKNOWLEDGEMENT:
I owe my deep sense of gratitude to my insomnia, boredom, fully faaltu conditions and Jain, Ami n Ln for not being here as writin this blog wud be de last thin i cud be doin in tht case (there were far more interesting thins to do)
I am equally grateful to eco mam for canceling tomorrow’s class.. ( actually class z after 2 hrs n 10 mins.. bt I change date in my biological calendar only after 7 hrs sexy sleep…plz don argue whether sleeps r sexy or not…intelligent ppl knw they r….) I heard dis cancelin thin z a rumor bt I don't bother to confirm 4m CR coz. I am not goin to attend that bogus class neways…and I feel really good when there z a justified reason for bunkin …Morphius (matrix says its all in mind…u r wht u think….n situations r as u see them…so I never heard there ws a confusion bout class ..It’s cancelled …: D
I hope all de intellectual readers will find introduction and acknowledgement enough to quit reading…n thnx to all de generous n faaltu souls lyk me who r still here..
Hazaaron Khwahishain 'eisee Ke Har Khwahish Pe Dam Nikle
Bohot Nikle Mere Armaan Lekin Fir Bhee Kam Nikle
Nikalna Khud Se Aadam Ka Sunte Aayain Hain Lekin
Bohot Be_aabru Hokar Tere Kooche Se Ham Nikle
Mohabbat Mein Naheen Hai Farq Jeene Aur 
Usee Ko Dekh Kar Jeete Hain Jis Kaafir Pe Dam Nikle
Khuda Ke Waaste Parda Na Kaabe Se Uthaa Zaalim
Kaheen 'eisa Na Ho Yahan Bhee Wohee Kaafir Sanam Nikle
Kahaan Maikhaane Ka Darwaaza 'ghalib' Aur Kahaan Waaiz
Par Itana Jaante Hain Kal Wo Jaata Tha Ke Ham Nikle
Jagjeet singh sahab ki aawaz mein mirza ghalib ki ghazal ..
de 1 m listenin 4m last 3 hrs…don knw y..neither i listen to 1 song for 3 hrs nor m die hard fan of ghazals... I listen to ghazals n I lyk dem... but dere r few occasions only… when m drunked or whenr I feel low…but right now neither m drunked nor m feelin low…U knw.. dere z a song for every situation …n de literature n songs u lyk at ne particular tym reflects ur state of mind…n m wanderin whts mine…I don knw…really I don…
Life is a journey ... a journey of many miles... with many cross roads... Many a times it’s so clear and visible and yet many a times the fog of time makes everything so obscure. It answers so many questions.. But every answers it conceives a fresh inquisitiveness.. Thats how life goes... I have so many questions left to answer. But candidly speaking.. I don’t know whether all this is what I want to live for.., The decision is wide open! Like life.. Like the night.. Like the moon!
Is this thin getting serious or awkward or senseless or borin???(remove question mark urself…can’t write my puke yukkk myself…..bt I knw it must b 1 out of 4 options for u ppl…) lemme try to xplain de feelings thru a story (nt an interstin1)…n yeah nothin z guaranteed by urs truly neither the fun nor the worth of reading senseless tlks of a poor soul who haven’t slept 4m last 39 hrs….
Wanna write this one seriously… but can’t help it, I believe in humor can convey better than serious tlks…dere z another phrase i lyk ...SILENCE SPEAKS BETTER THAN WORDS…it works when u don hv words…situations where u can examine de usefulness of phrase:
U are sleepin in class..n prof. suddenly asks u a tricky question(though I practice de funda at every quest..)
Sorry for divertin 4m topic again…yeah …story…
I found a book of astronomy in mom's shelf when i was in 1st std... I wasn’t capable of getting nethin tht ws written but had gone thru evry single word I cud pronounce(gosh!! when I calculated fog* index of tht book durin my last visit to home … it came out to b 16!!)
[*Fog Index is a test designed to measure the readability of a sample of English text. The resulting number is an indication of the number of years of formal education that a person requires in order to easily understand the text on the first reading. That is, if a passage has a fog index of 12, it has the reading level of a U.S. high school senior. The test was developed by Robert Gunning, an American businessman, in 1952.
Formula:
Reference: www.wikepedia.org … (this part z here for de beauty of my blog n to make me feel like a real author)
Images of heavenly bodies ws all I used to fantasize.... I dreamed of moon n stars...Rakesh Sharma(India’s proud astronomer) was my idol….as urs truly grew matured (4th std) ...I read bout black holes, supernova, meteorites ,solar astronomy, galaxies and clusters, cosmology, Hubble… my room lukd more lyk a planetarium wth posters of heavenly bodies all around…
Anshima di were my best fren n legal adviser (qualification: 7th std student) …whenevr there ws a prob…she was de1 I wud luk for… We used to tlk for hours…one bright morning she told me she’s gonna be a doctor in future… akshay died last nyt in absence of proper care n she decided she wont let this happen again to ne of de other dogs in de locality…to become a doctor ws de only solution…next few days were spent in changing our den to a clinic… we used 1 of de garage in her bungalow as our meeting point…we had 2 keys…n entry was prohibited for outsiders(including our parents n frens…) we had two questions to solve...first.. wht are the thins we needed for our clinic…sec... how to get them...Table explains everythin..
| Object | Source | Plan of action | Time | Nature of job | Honor |
| Stethoscope | Her Dr. aunt(mausi) | Theft | | tough | Anshima Di |
| Medicines | Her mom | Bio mam has asked for… | Netym!! | easy | Anshima Di |
| Apron | Ankit bhaiyya (our neighbor) | Shreya di(his crush) has asked for.. | Netym!! | Very easy | Mine |
| Table lamp | Shashi aunty (neighbor) | Theft | While she z watchin tv | medium | Anshima di |
| Prescription diary n posters | Her Dr. aunt(mausi) | request | Netym!! | easy | Anshima Di |
| Patients (dogs) | Our colony | Utha ke le aao | | medium | Both of us |
I was impressed by di’s determination n intelligence…she knew wht she want 4m her lyf… n dumb me …y don I hv ne aim?? 4th std student must have one…I ws impressed by astronomy bt question ws whether ths astronomy business cud give me a drive lyf long ?? i was confused.. but everythin was crystal clear after I watched few episodes of “I dream of Jeanie”.. astronaut!! …yeah.. I want to b an astronaut…Major Nelson was my new idol(main lead actor in "I dream of Jeanie") ...Anshima di was happy too after listenin to my resolution.. nw we had two parts in our den.. one lukd lyk a clinic n other space station (obviously w/o ne hi-tech instruments)…though we tried a lot to convince my mom to buy a telescope but all in vain..nw when I luk bck.. I think she was afraid of me exploring new galaxy or lyf in cosmos.. jaadu…koi mil
After 3 years when I was in class 7th n Di in 10th…. She decided she's not gonna take biology in +2.. thnxz heavens.. she took a right decision...bio wasn't her cup of tea n astronomy wasn't my cup of coffee(i prefer coffee over tea ) Reasons: She fainted evrytym she saw blood n I hv minor form of claustrophobia…nw wht next.. both of us were in dilemma …urgency to take a decision was intense in her case..as she has to apply for her stream next yr…but I took decision first.. I acted in a play in skool n 4m tht day I observed attitude of gals of our class changed towards me…theatre was my new dream.. n Shahrukh was my new idol..Anshima Di's decision was taken by her dad.. she had to apply for math…she joined hell lotta coaching n I was busy in rehearsals .. frequency of our meetings decreased …still we had meetings in weekends bt nw topics of discussion changed …we talked bout our crushes…movies….but our clandestine meetings went undiscovered for years.. coz we had swear to keep de secret of our cult ( wth 2 members only :D)
After her +2 she joined engg ... I was in class 10th…I realized theatre is gud for fun but its not worth to devote ur lyf too…tht needs a noble cause…I was still thinking…n tht was de toughest tym as durin tht period only I gt hurt in game of love (interested readers can refer to previous blog of mine)…I wrote few poetries…n started scribbling diary…n nxt word tht cme to my mind was Author...yeah author..y not...its a respectable n social job after all...but tht decision didn’t even lasted few months..i wasn't even able to choose my new idol this tym... urs truly lazy Libran have periods of enthu n passion but the count z negligible in comparison to days of laziness..n this writin business needs hell lotta tym...
I decided to give de opportunity of deciding my stream to mom…she refused…how cud she do this to me?? There z a very false tradition in our family…one has to take his own decisions…I don lyk this libertarian attitude 4m very beginin…may b this cud adversely affect innocent child’s personality…how?? I don know how…but surely this practice has adverse effects…[one more example of usefulness of SILENCE SPEAKS BETTER THAN WORDS..u don have words…so keep
Class 12th.. m very close to my mausi …most of my vacations r spent at her place only..she z a doctor…I hv thot bout this option too but m very bad at spellings n pronunciation of complex words ..How cud 1 knw correct pronunciation of words lyk Erythropoietin (IPA pronunciation: [ɪˌɹɪθ.ɹoˈpo.ɪ.tɪn], alternative pronunciations: [ɪˌrɪθroʊˈpɔɪtn, əˌrɪθroʊ-, əˌriθroʊ-]…I can’t …never.. but I luvd my Mausa ji’s lyf style…he z a colonel in army…golf, clubs, booze n wht not…thts a royal lyf man!!!..(didn’t mention of wars n all coz I wasn’t able to see 1)...n NDA z de place where I meant to go…(new idol: mausa ji )filled form…cracked written examination…gt thru interview…but I did one mistake..my loyal frens made me fill few other forms too..n unfortunately I gt thru SEE too..i got de best govt coll in our state…suddenly all of my family members forgot de tradition they inhibited 4m their grandparents aeons ago…of givin freedom to take one’s own decision. I was forced to join engg…
Engineering days.. nw when I remem those days there z only one song which comes to my mind..
I got my first real six-string
Bought it at the five-and-dime
Played 'til my fingers bled
It was summer of '69
Me and some guys from school
Had a Band and we tried real hard
Jimmy quit and Jody got married
I should known we'd never get far
Oh when I lock back now
That was seems to last forever
And if I had the choice
Ya - I'd always wanna be there
Those were the best days of my life
Ain't no use in complainin'
When you got a job to do
Spent my evenin's down at the drive in
And that's when I met you
Standin on a mama's porch
You told me that you'd wait forever
Oh and when you held my hand
I knew that it was no or never
Those were the best days of my life
Back in Summer of '69
Man we were killin' time
We were young and restless
We needed to unwind
I guess nothin' can last forever, no
And now the times are changin'
Look at everything that's come and gone
Somethimes when I play that old six-string
I think about ya wonder what went wrong
Standin' on a mama's porch
You told me it would last forever
Oh the way you held my hand
I knew that it was now or never
Those were the best days of my life
Back in summer of '69
No doubt…those were de best days of my lyf n ’ll cherish dem for de rest of my lyf…m nt gonna write bout tht tym here …it needs thousands of pages n tht too ‘ll run short.. Jain ,ami ,Ln, Rahul ,Jeevendra,samvedna, neha n few more names I can’t pen down here…miss u all…
Then came last year of engg…again loyalty of urs truly towards his frens made him to write CAT.. nw he z pursuin MBA 4m a gud college …but this isn’t wht I want to be…nah!!
Life is a journey ... a journey of many miles... with many cross roads.. Many a times it’s so clear and visible and yet many a times the fog of time makes everything so obscure. It answers so many questions.. But every answers it conceives a fresh inquisitiveness.. That’s how life goes... I have so many questions left to answer. But candidly speaking.. I don’t know whether all this is what I want to live for.., The decision is wide open! Like life.. Like the night.. Like the moon!
3 comments:
another sexy entry...btw how do u manage to take time out for writin such big n interesting posts.i heard mba guys don't have time.why don't u write a novel.i am serious...u are in wrong business.You write in very interesting and humorous way..
haan beta pucchu...!!!gr8 going man...carry on ...ll suggest 2 catch sm sleep for better thinking so that fog index shud cm down....!!!!!
wat say mate...??
just came across your blog .this is the post i liked most . good job..
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