I write ….

I was about to write a post on the line of sayesh’s this post. I literally liked her post in fact one has to make a lotsa effort to find a post on her blog that wont interests him. Well that’s when I tagged by Adarsh. So it seemed better to complete a tag rather write a tag-able post without getting tagged. Thus here I go…


I am thinking ….
How ironic it is to fight physically, verbally and in all other fashions with your bro and sis and then missing them intensely when they are going to leave home for education, job etc or when you listen them on phone in the same tone, with same faked fights made deliberately to make you feel that they haven’t changed yet no matter how many b’days they have celebrated. And amazingly you too pose yourself as if you are ok with it rather happier than before.

I said….
well i think whatever be the situation, whatever be the confusions we are engulfed in , I believe life should be taken very lightly otherwise life will absorb us in the process and we wont we that self dat we are born with...every thing should be taken smoothly..n simple funda is that ..if we think that any crisis any conflict wont remain in our mind and green after 1 month or so its not worth wasting time on it...most of the problems are just the passing phase its just the remembrance of them that take make them seem as if they dominate a big part of our time and life ! ( to one of my friend when he seemed in stress)

I want...
People to be more humble and soft to helpers,maids,beggers,labours and other classes who they suppose to be inferior to them .I just have been to one of my friend’s pg and saw one of her pgmate scolding her maid bitterly on some petty matter. Her maid tolerated her may be because she was the source of her income but the girl did not only exhibit her bad mannerism but also displayed a poor show of what could be her upbringing and values like.

I wish...
to build a company of which founders are me and my friends ,where there is no threat of bossy boss ,no incidents of pulling somebody down . Just leg pulling,hand pulling,hair pulling,ear pulling, or kitna pull karna hai bhai padhe ja rahe ho,bailgadi pull karo jake !

I miss...
The days when I and my family used to have enough time to persue off the routine stuffs.I miss those driving,swimming in chandrabhaga river,TT classes from dad when we all used to have great fun while learning.Those picnics,outings in monsoon weather.Now things are not same as everybody is running short of time.I miss My school,coching friends. Most of them are not here now.Some doing job and some study and some both.Tutions after school-time,long talks-discussions-gossips after 2hr coching class outside CL among we 5 friends were the most memorable and fun times.

I hear...
The giggles and laugh we make everyday in and out of classroom on some stupid jokes and acts.Compliments I get from friends,uncles and aunts.I hear papa, saying one time to some uncle who came to meet him “azze ye meri beti nahi mera beta hai “ on uncle’s asking “ye badi beti hai ? “

I wonder...
how on earth I had remained single for almost 22 years and never involved in something called relationship.Well more rightly I wonder why could no one impress me to the degree to make me drawn towards him.

I regret...
My not persuing TT after schools ,officially.

I am...
very self-esteemed and trustworthy person.

I dance...
alone with my sis at home or on occasions mostly with friends and in crowd where I am not the direct source of viewer’s chuckle

I sing...
in lab ,in class, while riding ,while reading,while coding ,while cooking ..in low voice and in home if my bro and sis don’t stop me forcedly to sing their own songs.

I cry...
not that much and only when I am alone even not before my family members or close friends.My friends never saw me crying except during hindi movies.

I am not...
too much ambitious who will overlook her family,peace and little beautiful moments to achieve the larger-than-life aims.Then I am not the one who will do anything or everything beyond her values and principles to gain what she wants.I am not a hypocrite.

I write...
because I want to see myself some years down the line how I used to be like,how nice time I had . I write because I think everytime you don’t have somebody to vent out what you feel to , whatever it is. See obviously I cant bore anybody by talking something like last post with .

I confuse...
myself, am I being taken in right spirit or I was fooled. And yeah I get confused among pulses too. I don’t recognize them by their names rather by their colours like ‘yallow wali’,’black wali’,’green wali’ etc…

I need...
to concentrate and find more time for my studies and catch up with the chapters I am legging behind at.Tests are approaching, you see.

I should...
learn to express my true feelings.At times I think I am quite reserved in appreciating things.Most importantly I SHOULD NOT read novels at the back rows while teacher is delivering his/her lecture.

I finish...
off more nonsense and leg pulling than I should.

I tag…
Abhi (pahli bar tag kiya hai janab apko, mana nahi karna !)
Dhaval (good boy, pahle wala tag bhi time par complete kiya tha unlike of some ultra-lazy creatures ! )
Sunshine (I hope you get time from your shopping sprees and long to-do list before leaving to US to finish it )
Ankit (hmm, guess it will be a good break for you from term-papers )