We are all funny people…living in this seriously funny world..we never expect to give but always having the greed to want…we work..agreed…but only on the condition and expectation of getting something in return…funny world..funny people..funny ideologies..but I really don’t care much…be it a change in manner of friends..the other bad way round..or having a special corner for u in someone’s heart..I just know that I have come here alone...alone on this journey..and have to leave alone..and in this is journey of coming and going I have, though completed only half of it..but have experienced much more than one has to but I don’t feel bad..I’m happy that I know much enough..be it any funny ideology..
Just a random thought..elaborated..a person’s character is so often misjudged by anyone & everyone today..this first impression thing has been brought up a bit more than it should have been..and hyped as well..I mean…you never ever know..how someone can come out to be..sometimes luckily..just as u want to..but sometimes..the extreme of what we think..
From personal experience..I never thought I had a collection of jewels with me..for my company..be it family..cousins..my school life (four of the bestest friends ever!) and this one..the new one..a company I respect..appreciate..and would never want to lose any chain from them..funny people..we never understand the value of someone when they are no more with you..but I have…its that these really funny people which has taught me to learn and understand…not ratofy-ing books of boredom…but lessons of life..those mesmerizing…giving me the constant power to go on ahead..I always though hated being in a bad company..preferably alone then..to an extent that has made me grow accustomed to this loneliness..I hated anyone very close to my heart and mind..and truthfully..I still do..apprehensive of that thought..coz when these same funny people leave u..they don’t even leave u alone..they leave u with a hundred old memories..thoughts..tears and all…funny world..hmmm..
But moving ahead and ahead gives the accomplishment to achieve your success..once someone had said..the more u try forgetting someone, the more u dwell in the memories of that person in your mind..though..a tinnie-winnie place in someone’s heart..corrected..in someone special’s heart..is like..so delighting! But hope always arises form your dearest ones..if u don’t live peacefully with them..without quarrelling..then u cant even live without their company..funny world..yes..though it is..I have not forgotten the fun..
Longing for company with your best friends…making pranks with your dear ones…indulging in sweet memories of your company..having someone whom u can call your own..splashing in the rain..basking in the sun..flying with the winds..exploring the deepest fun..funny people..funny world!
I never think of what to write anytime I do..I just think of someone special..in some phase of life..and the rest is involuntary..the result of the good and bad times…
Dedicated to all those special ones..right from the most forgotten ones..to the most remembered ones..rather..everyone..who has made life..as it is today..FUN!!!
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
A Page from my Diary...3
We are all imperfect human beings…as they say..we think of greed..selfishly ignoring our impact on others..we forget laughing..enjoying..crying..and most importantly..living..
Mechanized humans living in a monopolized place which has names..there are few who think but never do..while some do without even thinking..both are extremists to each other..and result in something extreme…we forget the soul inside us..which has feelings and emotions..this world has given humans so much..that we have already started neglecting and ignoring the soul..the feelings and the emotions..and the few..who do not ignore..often take it in the wrong way…
For someone like me..emotions are something which help us Live..its not about only living…its about living complete…its not about only wishing for happiness..its about neglecting the sorrows..its not about accepting things as they are..but its about bringing a change with a positive wave..its not about cursing fate and destiny by sitting alone crying..but its about facing the same with courage of positivity..
Dreams have the capacity to let someone go beyond the possible into the impossible..inside all of us is capacity to dream..but no dreams..as we are scared to dream, as they never do come true..but..dreams give rise to hope..which gives us a reason to live..to love..numerous crossroads, destructive calamities and awful pits will yet strike..we only remember them throughout..but often forget that the fun to live..is going through them and achieving our goals..coz the satisfaction and happiness this victory gives is incomparable..with anything else…
The power of thinking is unimaginable..you start from somewhere and reach somewhere far away..
Dedicated to all special people of my life..who gave me the courage to think..to imagine..to hope..to dream..and keep on moving ahead..to love..and to live…
People forget even today..the essence of life is in being together..we have everything available to us..hence we never feel their absence..never feel that how important it is..how much it matters..be it a part of a life…in my case my school..I miss it..but I have my priced possessions as well..my friends..some naughty some nice..so sweet some spicy..be it a teacher..be it someone from a family..or just be it someone unknown..who joined his/her life with mine and held my hand across tough times..my mother’s love..my father’s hand of support..I just wish to keep them along with me..hamesha & forever…!
But yet..new beginnings are a rule of life..new paths..new milestones..and subsequently new achievements..I achieved for myself in this race to date..strengthened relations..with myself..my family and my friends..fought from inside and outside to make an identity..did not go how others went with their arrogant ways..but experienced for myself & tried to learn from my mistakes..so as to improvise my image of what people call ‘me’
Everyone goes through their share of ups and downs..but we never take it as a part of life..for me..in tough as well as smooth times..I attend to a pad and a pen..and write down my feelings..pour out my entire heart..maybe that is why I have learnt to read emotions..writing about anything and everything makes you relive those memories..which is why I write..anything to everything..as it gives mw the spirit to live ahead..so that I can make those unforgettable memories..again and again…!!!
Mechanized humans living in a monopolized place which has names..there are few who think but never do..while some do without even thinking..both are extremists to each other..and result in something extreme…we forget the soul inside us..which has feelings and emotions..this world has given humans so much..that we have already started neglecting and ignoring the soul..the feelings and the emotions..and the few..who do not ignore..often take it in the wrong way…
For someone like me..emotions are something which help us Live..its not about only living…its about living complete…its not about only wishing for happiness..its about neglecting the sorrows..its not about accepting things as they are..but its about bringing a change with a positive wave..its not about cursing fate and destiny by sitting alone crying..but its about facing the same with courage of positivity..
Dreams have the capacity to let someone go beyond the possible into the impossible..inside all of us is capacity to dream..but no dreams..as we are scared to dream, as they never do come true..but..dreams give rise to hope..which gives us a reason to live..to love..numerous crossroads, destructive calamities and awful pits will yet strike..we only remember them throughout..but often forget that the fun to live..is going through them and achieving our goals..coz the satisfaction and happiness this victory gives is incomparable..with anything else…
The power of thinking is unimaginable..you start from somewhere and reach somewhere far away..
Dedicated to all special people of my life..who gave me the courage to think..to imagine..to hope..to dream..and keep on moving ahead..to love..and to live…
People forget even today..the essence of life is in being together..we have everything available to us..hence we never feel their absence..never feel that how important it is..how much it matters..be it a part of a life…in my case my school..I miss it..but I have my priced possessions as well..my friends..some naughty some nice..so sweet some spicy..be it a teacher..be it someone from a family..or just be it someone unknown..who joined his/her life with mine and held my hand across tough times..my mother’s love..my father’s hand of support..I just wish to keep them along with me..hamesha & forever…!
But yet..new beginnings are a rule of life..new paths..new milestones..and subsequently new achievements..I achieved for myself in this race to date..strengthened relations..with myself..my family and my friends..fought from inside and outside to make an identity..did not go how others went with their arrogant ways..but experienced for myself & tried to learn from my mistakes..so as to improvise my image of what people call ‘me’
Everyone goes through their share of ups and downs..but we never take it as a part of life..for me..in tough as well as smooth times..I attend to a pad and a pen..and write down my feelings..pour out my entire heart..maybe that is why I have learnt to read emotions..writing about anything and everything makes you relive those memories..which is why I write..anything to everything..as it gives mw the spirit to live ahead..so that I can make those unforgettable memories..again and again…!!!
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
A Page from my diary...2
This is one of my best stories in recent times..
Happy reading...!!!!!
Here it goes:
It was just this time that this guy..Adi..a quiet, studious, and kind of shy boy, wanted to be free from his boring routine life..it was just what every other teenager of his age would feel..he wanted to get away..from studies..and have a time of his lifetime..all alone..
Basically he was a shining personality at his college and classes..better known as Adi the scholy! Sometimes yet he would feel quite alone..he had a company in form of his friends but they were not as close as his friends in school were..he had a selective group..which had only boys..of course..nowadays whenever there is a sight of a boy and a girl even talking..there are number of wild suspicions ranging in every other mind! Hence like every other boy, he too was kind of hesitant as of what others would think if he had a friend who was a girl..
Facing such a same situation in his class itself was a girl, Samaira..well not exactly..she was kind of bold and straight forward..frank as they say..and like every other girl..had the habit of non-stop gossiping. She was too quite apprehensive about being friends with any boy..as her gang of girls often were heard of passing comments about every boy..good looking and all..by her..
But then suddenly one fine day in her classes..she noticed Adi..as in Aditya..and found him knowledgeable & studious as she thought..Adi of course was one of those students who would not let anyone get ahead of him..well atleast any boy..as he was..due to his group..of the firm belief that..girls are always extra-intelligent..systematic and super-studious! He too knew Samaira..not by her name or so..but due to her quality of being yet another studious character in the class..
Just one fine day..he managed to give an answer in his class..which no one else could give..and hen Samaira thought..that he seems to be a good chap..he’s quite all right but not even social..for the first time she thought that let others say anything..she wanted to be friends with this guiy..and with a great determination..nervousness from inside..yet taking a smile on her face..she approached Adi after the lectures were over for the day..
S: Hi..what’s ur name?
A: Aditya..as in Adi
S: I’m Samaira
That was all..and both parted ways..Adi thought he should approach her..as boys do..but Samaira was too busy with her friends..
Next day was the friendships day..Ya of course! They were not even friends..but quietly and without letting anyone know..Adi took a friendship band and tried to approach Samaira..but everytime he turned back..coz she was with her friends who were giggling and eyeing him..Samaira was like..she just wished they would stop doing all that..Adi’s plan failed..miserably!
Over the next few days..Adi tried to find reasons to talk to her but couldn’t find the right opportunity and time..atlast..after an exam..he went casually to Samaira and asked..
A: How was ur paper?
S: Ya..it was good..
That was all again..
Next day Adi was firm about talking with her..so he took her number and casually asking for the same..
But basically…Adi hadn’t the faintest idea..of what to message? But atlast ther was a message on his cell from Samaira..and then..they started having casual talks and started knowing each other..likes..dislikes..hobbies..both were music crazies..both had the hobby to create music
On talking further in next few days..Adi came to know that Samaira was just like him..same fears..anxieties..emotions and alike thinking..they chatted everyday even on networking sites and exchanged music..And became very very good friends..
But Adi felt that were they just good friends or something more? But he didn’t want to be anything else or more with her & even she felt the same..when he cleared his doubt with her..
Days and weeks and months..both became the bestest friends..they shared their smiles, tears, joys, sorrows, happiness, grief & became a part of each other’s life..
This was a friendship..a chapter in every other person’s life..
Moral: Bas pyaar ka naam na lena..I HATE LUV STORYS..!!!
Happy reading...!!!!!
Here it goes:
It was just this time that this guy..Adi..a quiet, studious, and kind of shy boy, wanted to be free from his boring routine life..it was just what every other teenager of his age would feel..he wanted to get away..from studies..and have a time of his lifetime..all alone..
Basically he was a shining personality at his college and classes..better known as Adi the scholy! Sometimes yet he would feel quite alone..he had a company in form of his friends but they were not as close as his friends in school were..he had a selective group..which had only boys..of course..nowadays whenever there is a sight of a boy and a girl even talking..there are number of wild suspicions ranging in every other mind! Hence like every other boy, he too was kind of hesitant as of what others would think if he had a friend who was a girl..
Facing such a same situation in his class itself was a girl, Samaira..well not exactly..she was kind of bold and straight forward..frank as they say..and like every other girl..had the habit of non-stop gossiping. She was too quite apprehensive about being friends with any boy..as her gang of girls often were heard of passing comments about every boy..good looking and all..by her..
But then suddenly one fine day in her classes..she noticed Adi..as in Aditya..and found him knowledgeable & studious as she thought..Adi of course was one of those students who would not let anyone get ahead of him..well atleast any boy..as he was..due to his group..of the firm belief that..girls are always extra-intelligent..systematic and super-studious! He too knew Samaira..not by her name or so..but due to her quality of being yet another studious character in the class..
Just one fine day..he managed to give an answer in his class..which no one else could give..and hen Samaira thought..that he seems to be a good chap..he’s quite all right but not even social..for the first time she thought that let others say anything..she wanted to be friends with this guiy..and with a great determination..nervousness from inside..yet taking a smile on her face..she approached Adi after the lectures were over for the day..
S: Hi..what’s ur name?
A: Aditya..as in Adi
S: I’m Samaira
That was all..and both parted ways..Adi thought he should approach her..as boys do..but Samaira was too busy with her friends..
Next day was the friendships day..Ya of course! They were not even friends..but quietly and without letting anyone know..Adi took a friendship band and tried to approach Samaira..but everytime he turned back..coz she was with her friends who were giggling and eyeing him..Samaira was like..she just wished they would stop doing all that..Adi’s plan failed..miserably!
Over the next few days..Adi tried to find reasons to talk to her but couldn’t find the right opportunity and time..atlast..after an exam..he went casually to Samaira and asked..
A: How was ur paper?
S: Ya..it was good..
That was all again..
Next day Adi was firm about talking with her..so he took her number and casually asking for the same..
But basically…Adi hadn’t the faintest idea..of what to message? But atlast ther was a message on his cell from Samaira..and then..they started having casual talks and started knowing each other..likes..dislikes..hobbies..both were music crazies..both had the hobby to create music
On talking further in next few days..Adi came to know that Samaira was just like him..same fears..anxieties..emotions and alike thinking..they chatted everyday even on networking sites and exchanged music..And became very very good friends..
But Adi felt that were they just good friends or something more? But he didn’t want to be anything else or more with her & even she felt the same..when he cleared his doubt with her..
Days and weeks and months..both became the bestest friends..they shared their smiles, tears, joys, sorrows, happiness, grief & became a part of each other’s life..
This was a friendship..a chapter in every other person’s life..
Moral: Bas pyaar ka naam na lena..I HATE LUV STORYS..!!!
A Page from my diary...1
A page from my diary..as written by me..
A day of scorching heat and sweat..and a night full of lightnings and thunderstorms..
Life's been possibly the best these days...SSC results..classes..new frnds..in short a new life..as they say...a new beginning..hmmm...it is new for me..a totally unknown environment ..unknown..anxiety..eagerness..pressures..values..jumbled up in the valley of emotions..but i can cope up with i know..coz i have a new way to look at my life..
The crossroads are here..i've crossed them..and ahead lies a big long road..possibly with hardships and hurricanes..but today i want to decide..that im going to do well..better..i remember what one of favourite teacher had said..now..its a clean slate..but yet there will be a few unerasable impressions..which i wont care to fill..
For me..facing life has been the most difficult part of living...alone..the emotions and all..well..was it wrong attitude? which i've now left back somewhere..or is it the inflluence..the good one of course..from my dear ones..?
Whenever i sit or rather lie down on the bed to write a page for my diary..i never manage to complete it..coz a flash of memories comes every now and then..and i lose myself in the treasure of those beautiful days..when i bunked lectures just to sit in the library and have a hearty chat with everyone..those days..when i just saw my favourite movies two days before the board exams..those long hours of chatting on the net and cell..those awesome dancing days at the camp..or..the greediness after the farewell night..or..(with utmost modesty)..someone calling me the actual topper of my school..
Everything which i loved..and lived..never was thought about actually..it just..just happened..!
I want to thank everyone who had contributed in making me, "me"..coz whothout them..there wouldnt have been the AthyKul..
And then..when i yet again lie on my bed with a blank page of my diary and a pen to accompany..i dont understand where to start from and what to write..but what happens when i get so carried away in my cherishable temptational moments..is just another example of what is written above..
A day of scorching heat and sweat..and a night full of lightnings and thunderstorms..
Life's been possibly the best these days...SSC results..classes..new frnds..in short a new life..as they say...a new beginning..hmmm...it is new for me..a totally unknown environment ..unknown..anxiety..eagerness..pressures..values..jumbled up in the valley of emotions..but i can cope up with i know..coz i have a new way to look at my life..
The crossroads are here..i've crossed them..and ahead lies a big long road..possibly with hardships and hurricanes..but today i want to decide..that im going to do well..better..i remember what one of favourite teacher had said..now..its a clean slate..but yet there will be a few unerasable impressions..which i wont care to fill..
For me..facing life has been the most difficult part of living...alone..the emotions and all..well..was it wrong attitude? which i've now left back somewhere..or is it the inflluence..the good one of course..from my dear ones..?
Whenever i sit or rather lie down on the bed to write a page for my diary..i never manage to complete it..coz a flash of memories comes every now and then..and i lose myself in the treasure of those beautiful days..when i bunked lectures just to sit in the library and have a hearty chat with everyone..those days..when i just saw my favourite movies two days before the board exams..those long hours of chatting on the net and cell..those awesome dancing days at the camp..or..the greediness after the farewell night..or..(with utmost modesty)..someone calling me the actual topper of my school..
Everything which i loved..and lived..never was thought about actually..it just..just happened..!
I want to thank everyone who had contributed in making me, "me"..coz whothout them..there wouldnt have been the AthyKul..
And then..when i yet again lie on my bed with a blank page of my diary and a pen to accompany..i dont understand where to start from and what to write..but what happens when i get so carried away in my cherishable temptational moments..is just another example of what is written above..
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