After a long time today i'm writing.
For last few days i'm just roaming around places like Masourie, Dehradun, Haridwar and of all the above Agra- the place of love.
Its really a nice feeling of being with the friends on these trips... as soon we all will scatter for forever n god knows again when we meet. Well the feeling was nice but there were a few incidents which can never be forgottan.
Incident-1: In hotel room at masourie:Sept 27, 2008: We were 7 people on this trip- Dhruv, Kartikey, Ridhima, Shruti, Deepti, Aakash n myself. we resided at Deepti's uncle's home in ddn n went to masourie alongwith their family in the mrng. Everything was fine till we reached hotel after leaving from home, through the way to kempty fall n then masourie. As soon as we reached there, the people were not happy as they thought that a day has been destroyed earlier because of Deepti. so few of us were not happy. Uncle was searching a hotel for us to stay at night. He was with his family n after arranging a good lodging for us he asked for the fast move to gunhill point. But by the time the things were gone beyond control n people were thinking that they are too tired to go for a sudden ride.
I said,"It is fair enough to go to gunhill point as soon as possible and then we'll return to the hotel n after getting fresh again will go to the mall." But as everybody was saying some different point of view nothing could be decided। Meanwhile Ridhi also saying same thing but she said it a little louder n she was so loud that her voice was coming out of the room, in lobby where tyagis were standing.
Kartikey entered the room screaming over her, " keep your mouth shut." And the world war had been anounced.
Dhruv n me requested uncle to leave for their destinations saying that we'r joining you in few minutes...Deepti also went with them.
And as soon as they left for the mall, the famous n most awaited 20 minutes started, which were full of melodrama, emotions, grief, sorrow, guilts, love, hate n all the typical hindi movie masala.
Today I want to confess that if those 20 minutes were not there the trip couldn't be as memorable as it is today n forever....
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
farewell party to seniors...n a bit more
yesteday was d party, organised by our class... managed by shubham, kartikey, ridhima n me...
kahte hain,"ANT BHALA TO SAB BHALA"... everybody enjoyed, n seniors appreciated d effort..
this was one of the best thing among others...
people danced together, eat together, enjoyed their best companion's company.
And in between yesterday was my day..., I admitted her that I love her, bt a li'l bit extra is required perhaps...
Now I am feeling good or perhaps bad... kahin main use bilkul hi kho to nhi doonga?
Shayad abhi bhi koi chance ho life mein...?
It is first time that i heard the voice of my heart... kya is baat se koi bhi fark padega...???
Mujhe nhi pata bhavishya mein kya chhupa hua hai, still mujhe pata hai that I LOVE HER,from the day I know her & I want to cherish the upcoming time with her...
A POEM For HER, written by me...
Nicest is her name...coolest is her brain...
she's d best, i've ever mate...
aankhon se bolti hai... raaz dil k kholti hai...
hasti hai jab to phool jharte hain...
aawaz sunne ko iski log taraste hain...
hasti hai, roti hai... raat ko kabhi naa soti hai...
phoolon ki tarah hai khoobsurat...
dil mein basti hai iski moorat...
Naam hai iska chandni... kyonki "CHAND" k aagosh mein ye raat k moti piroti hai...
kahte hain,"ANT BHALA TO SAB BHALA"... everybody enjoyed, n seniors appreciated d effort..
this was one of the best thing among others...
people danced together, eat together, enjoyed their best companion's company.
And in between yesterday was my day..., I admitted her that I love her, bt a li'l bit extra is required perhaps...
Now I am feeling good or perhaps bad... kahin main use bilkul hi kho to nhi doonga?
Shayad abhi bhi koi chance ho life mein...?
It is first time that i heard the voice of my heart... kya is baat se koi bhi fark padega...???
Mujhe nhi pata bhavishya mein kya chhupa hua hai, still mujhe pata hai that I LOVE HER,from the day I know her & I want to cherish the upcoming time with her...
A POEM For HER, written by me...
Nicest is her name...coolest is her brain...
she's d best, i've ever mate...
aankhon se bolti hai... raaz dil k kholti hai...
hasti hai jab to phool jharte hain...
aawaz sunne ko iski log taraste hain...
hasti hai, roti hai... raat ko kabhi naa soti hai...
phoolon ki tarah hai khoobsurat...
dil mein basti hai iski moorat...
Naam hai iska chandni... kyonki "CHAND" k aagosh mein ye raat k moti piroti hai...
Saturday, May 17, 2008
another day...
well..
aaj 1 baat admit kr rha hun...
i know a gal 4 last 4 yrs... though i see her many time, for last few months i think that i love her.
At one time she was very close to me.
But waqt badla aur achanak hum logon ki baat band ho gayi. Shayad meri kuchh galti thi...aur shayad main abhi bhi galat hun, ki main himmat nhi juta pa rha hun use kuchh kah paane ki...
what shall i do ye bahut mushkil ghadi hai coz abhi lamha chal rha hai.
Par kaun jaane kisi din bahut der ho chuki ho...
dua hai Ishwar se ki jaldi hi mujhe itni himmat de ki main usko commit kr paoon...
aaj 1 baat admit kr rha hun...
i know a gal 4 last 4 yrs... though i see her many time, for last few months i think that i love her.
At one time she was very close to me.
But waqt badla aur achanak hum logon ki baat band ho gayi. Shayad meri kuchh galti thi...aur shayad main abhi bhi galat hun, ki main himmat nhi juta pa rha hun use kuchh kah paane ki...
what shall i do ye bahut mushkil ghadi hai coz abhi lamha chal rha hai.
Par kaun jaane kisi din bahut der ho chuki ho...
dua hai Ishwar se ki jaldi hi mujhe itni himmat de ki main usko commit kr paoon...
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
आज का दीन
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