Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

YE KAHAAAA AA GAYE HUM....

Do I want to do this??no man don’t be crazy. Its cazy at best..said a part of me as I took a u turn to take the route towards her house. Why am I doing this ??u cant get anything good out of this… I stopped the car by the road side….stop u idiot. It wouldn’t do me any harm would it.. I turned the key stepped on the gas off I was again.

I parked the car a block away from her apartment building to gather some courage. Looked at the phone …probably I should call her..i scroll down to her name ..is she going to pick up the phone , no she doesn’t have this number…I press call. Then disconnect the call before it rings..come on man u don’t want go through the same trauma again. It’s taken you eight months to get this far don’t ruin yourself. ..I call her again. She picks up the phone “hello who is this”….(silence)….” Hey hi”…..(silence)…..”hey kaisa ha”..”I’m great ha ha ha(awkward laugh), tu bata”-----small talk-------“ where are you”..” a block away from your apartments can you meet me”..”ill come down but I’ll leave soon ive got to go to somewhere” ..”ok”…god I should'nt have done this .. don’t man don’t leave,leave when there is still time.

I did not.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Contradictions

Today was one of those days when there a lot to be done, but still you don’t have anything to do. There are so many things you want to do, yet you can’t find any you can. The sort of day you want, gets over quickly, yet leaves you saddened when it does.

Contradictions, life is full of them.

All too philosophical, but look around and the world is full of them. A nation hit by the worst drought in decades, with people dying in floods. A man who invented dynamite, instituting the highest honor for promoting peace. A man traitor to one country, hero to another.

It is this nature of life which leaves me bewildered at times. Just one of those days which gets you thinking.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Happiness

There are days when those days when you don’t need a reason to be happy. Today was one of those. Of course my exams finished today, but that’s hardly any reason to be happy especially when they don’t go particularly well.

I came home after giving the test, switched on the music system, put it on full blast, woke my mom up and we danced on and on and on…till we heard our maid ringing the bell profusely (she'd apparently been ringing the bell for ten minutes or so). The funny part is I barely ever dance, and the only time I’ve seen my mom dance was the day before sister’s wedding (on the mehndi night).

You don’t always need a reason to be happy. Happiness doesn’t need an external stimulus. Today is the day I realized, that you can be happy when you want to be.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

The boy who wanted world for himself..

Ever since he was a boy he believed that he was destined to do great things. A national level tropy in chess, best programmer of the school award,(mind you he was still in class 9) awards felicitating creative thinking and scientific acumen, he had no reason to think otherwise.

Fathers transfer, shady school and things changes. The boy was taken aback philosophy of those around him in this new environ. In this new land, new ideas were frowned upon and questioning despised. Worshipped were those who knew all the Q&A by heart in some guide. Philosophy wasn’t what the likes of Shakespeare thought, it was what the teacher said, you like it or not. Creativity was a wasteful endeavor, marks you had to get, you were reminded with constant valor.

The boy was confused, he knew something was wrong. He didn’t like the system , but he decided to tug along.

Then school ended not for better, but for worse. With college came the same old plight. Whilst his friend in other countries were teaching robots how to think, he was kept busy maroing ratta day and night. The boy wanted to break free, probably its college he thought, he studied with alacrity, gave the entrances again hoping “this time” ill get a college which is right.

The college he got was again the same, all that changed was that it had a different name.

The boys is still there, so are his dreams

This story doesn’t end here…………………… ending agar theek na ho to woh 'the end' nahin, picture abhi baki hain mere dost, picture abhi baki hain." (Om Shanti Om, 2007)

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

where is the love?

There are people who you don’t care about, there are those you like, there are those who you think you cannot live without and then there are people who you know nothing about.

In life as one goes about his day to day life, you tend to get used to people cheating you, trying to use you, people trying to mess up your head. But somehow you manage to keep faith keep marching ahead because you know there are those who care about you, love you.

What does one do, when one of those who you so dearly loved, lies to you, try to cheat you try and take advantage of the fact that you trust them?