Tryst With Soul

Life is like a dream ...

2010-02-10T19:16:00.001+05:30

Nishant was fast asleep in his bed. He had a very tiresome day. He felt a soft hand on his shoulder. In some time, the hand was shaking him up, trying to wake him up. He opened his eyes, he thought he must have overslept and his mom would be very wild at him.

As he opened his eyes, he heard a chorus "surpriseee!!!" . He could see his Mamma and Papa, with a small chocolate cake, with "Happy birthday Nishant" on top. It was his birthday. There were 8 candles on the top, one for every wonderful and lovely year he had lived on this earth. His parents sang "happy birthday to you . May God bless you" with the soft music of Casio which his father bought for him as his birthday gift. One could easily spot his happiness, he was almost grinning ear to ear.

He cut the cake with his small hands. His happiness had no bounds. He quickly made his parents eat the piece he had cut. After the short but very sweet celebration, he was asked to sleep, so that they could enjoy the next day. He woke up, and eagerly rushed through his morning routine. He rushed downstairs. His Mother had prepared his favourite breakfast, aalu parantha with chutney and dahi, just the way his grandmother used to make. His mother taking a day off from work to spend the full day with him was like a cherry on cake. As he sat at the table, he was surprised to see his dad reading newspaper patiently. He had never seen his dad in recent times being so laid back. In fact he hardly got to see him, as his parents used to get off to work before he wakes up and generally back only way past his bed time.

As he sat there having breakfast, he began to plan his day , the places he would like to visit with his parents, the games he would love to play with them. He had so many things to do. He did not want to waste time at all.

Just as he finished his breakfast, the phone rang. It was his grandparents' , calling to wish him. They could easily make out the joy in their grandson's voice. He quickly took his shower, which he insisted that his mom should not help, he was grown up now :D , but she convinced him as she hardly got chance to spend time with her son. He was happy indeed, to see him mom comb his hair. No one took so much interest to make sure the line on his forehead formed at the parting of hairs was perfect or not. He loved it when she chose to be so perfect.

All set he was, for 'his' day.

Just then , he heard a buzzing sound, he could not help but get annoyed . It was not stopping at all. It was some kind of a ring, he realized that it was his alarm and it was morning. Poor child , it was all his dream. He woke up, and yes, it was his birthday. He quickly brushed his teeth and rushed down.

It was just another day. His parents had left already. The maid was busy preparing his breakfast. She wished him a very happy birthday, and handed him the huge collection of presents, which he threw aside and got ready for his school not showing his disappointment.

As he walked past the playground and watching lots of kids playing, he saw a person singing on the road a song called ...

"Life is like a dream"

Signs ...

2010-01-16T18:48:00.001+05:30

Do you believe in signs? I am not really sure if I do. I had few incidents that made me stop believing in them, thinking that a decision or a feeling could possibly be taken or felt depending on random signs, that "just happened" to match the thought which you had earlier.

But how come that, sometimes a thing happens that you don't give a lot of thought. And then, it happens again, so you pay attention to it. And then that forces itself to show up once more, so it finally attracts your curiosity. And just like that, it gets a spot in your awareness of surroundings. The thought stops . So you wonder but you do not over do it , until it comes back but this time, with some signs , all related to the subject but in different forms. Wouldn't you think... what does this mean ?

So do I believe in signs? I don't know... I am very tempted to... I would like to believe so... , despite the fact how misleading they could be, I am attracted to the thought.

Happy New Year ..... :)

2009-12-31T16:48:00.000+05:30

Happy Birthday ... :)

2009-12-28T20:09:00.004+05:30

My blog and I turn 1 and 22 respectively today on Dec 28th ... :)

Its birthday time ... :)

Happy birthday to my dearessssstttttttt blog ... :)

A very beautiful poem by my friend Vishal ...

On your birthday

Celebrations ! Merry time for all we chums

Felicitation! For the special day yet again comes

Every year the day comes with that aging cue

My heartily congrats to you Eku on turning twenty two

Its not a matter of those piling up years

But the jocund time with all your near and dears

For it's the time to cherish the friends precious and rare

For the ones who dare for you, for the ones who care

In the world of fancies, joviality and fay

With a heart filled with mirth, still so young and gay

With richness and beauty all your moments be rife

With all fun and joy, may you live a longer happy life

Happy birthday

Thanks Vishal for this beautiful poem :)

Title nu maaro goli ... jo marji soch lo title ...

2009-12-19T15:10:00.001+05:30

When some things happen or someone says something unexpectedly or innocently, you cannot help but laugh at the situation. A similar incident happened with me last evening.

I wen to my tailor yesterday. She had stiched a suit of mine but there was a minor problem with the suit's neck. So I went there to get it altered and then what Aunty told me was this .... "Eku , shaam ko aa jana . Gala kaat ke haath mein de dungi" :D

P.S ... This is a repeated post. I have republished it. Why? That I don't know. Main yeh pagalpan karti rehti hun :P

P.P.S ...Sorry for not commenting on your posts these days. I am not at home and I am not able to comment on your posts from here. I'll be back soon to your blogs. Take care :)

A quote to share ...

2009-12-17T19:06:00.003+05:30

"I have a habit of changing the channel when a song , that I am enjoying too much , is about to get over because I don't like that feeling, the feeling of the song getting over, a song that I was enjoying so much...so I switch to something else just before the end....I am just worried...'coz when this beautiful song of life will be about to end.....I'lll have no channels to switch to....."

Silent Conversations .... :)

2009-12-04T17:44:00.003+05:30

Priya lost her voice at a very young age. She was attacked by some strangers and in the process they ruined her vocal box. Her mother cried when she came home all bloodied and bruised. Her mother began to weep when she opened her mouth to say something, but nothing had come out. She struggled to speak her feelings, to tell the world how she felt. She tried so hard to get her vocals back, she tried so hard to tell someone how she felt, but they didn’t know what she said.

Inside her mind she could scream when she was angry. Inside her mind she could laugh when she was happy. Inside her mind she could cry when she was sad. Inside her mind she could sing along to songs when she heard their familiar tunes. Inside her mind she could speak of her deepest feelings and secrets. But only inside her mind.

“Hey,” he said as he sat next to her on the bench .She gave him a smile of acknowledgment as she watched the grass sway with the wind and the birds fly across the sky. They did this everyday, sitting and looking at everything around them , enjoying the beautiful nature God has created.

“Did you know today’s the last day that the birds will be here until next year?” Amit said as he heard them sing while passing by. She looked at him in shock and then waved to flying birds.

“Why?” she silently asked waving her hands.

“Migration, soon it’ll be too cold for the birds to survive here. So they fly off to somewhere warmer where they’ll be happier,” he said answering back the question he knew she asked. She gave him a nod of understanding and looked at the empty trees. She frowned at the quietness of the trees. He watched her eyes and read her emotions like an open book. Priya and Amit were friends for 3 years now. Amit could very easily understand what Priya wanted to say every time . If only she opened up a little more he could read the words she felt. She pointed to the empty field and looked at him with the frown still on her face.

“It’s empty” she silently stated.

“Yeah, it is empty without the birds, but they come back every year,” he smiled. She tilted her head as questions raced through her head. Her eyes continued to stare into his in hope. Could he hear her? She pointed to the bare trees.

“It’s dull,” she silently stated again this time waiting for his answer. He stared at her with his eyebrows raised.

“I know, but the trees become dull so that when winter comes, everything can be white and covered in snow. It’s just as beautiful as golden and red leaves in autumn,” he said answering the statement her eyes said. She looked at him with a shocked expression.

“Can you hear me?” Priya asked screaming in silence. Amit only smiled and nodded his head.

“Only if you tell me,” he said. She gave him a wide smile and told her stories which she always wanted to share with someone with her eyes :)

P.S It is for the first time that I have written a story. Do tell me , how is it and should I try writing a story again? And please suggest a title to this post.

Silence ....

2009-11-19T19:17:00.002+05:30

At times words falls short to express or feelings. Then it is silence, which overtakes and speaks our heart out creating those magical moments of our life.

Silence is a sign of love…

When the only sound you can hear is the breath of your partner and words fall short to express your love to your partner, then you just hear that silence with the sign of joy, a sign of shyness :)

Silence is a sign of adore…

When a mother adores her newborn baby in her hands for the very first time, she goes speechless. A tear flow down her beautiful eyes overwhelmed in joy followed with a wonderful everlasting smile…:)

Silence is a sign of pride…

When you hand over your first salary to your parents and touch their feet, their happiness goes beyond what words can express ever. Then it’s their wishes from their heart and eyes filled with joy in science gives your life a meaning :)

Silence is a sign of tension…

When you enter the examination hall and the moment when you wait for the question paper. Your hands more chilled than that of ice, your lips shivering and having goosebumps. No kind of notice and only silence reigns in the examination hall with a few indifferent glances to each other :O

Silence is a sign of gratitude towards your loved ones….

When your wife gives birth to your child, you are called in to see your little cuddly muddily baby, as you look and hold him/her in your hands the feeling of ecstasy of being a father reflecting on your face with that smile, and a thank you expression on the face for your wife, its choooooooooo very cute. Silence then is the best way to communicate. I saw that gratitude when my brother saw his daughter for the very first time. Its divine :)

Silence is a sign of being with yourself...

When you are listening to your favourite songs on your cell phone in a silent moonlit night , those words of the song which you connect with yourself , at that time this silence connects you with yourself :)

Sometimes silence is very necessary for us to hear our inner voices. Often silence makes people uncomfortable accustomed as they are to the noise but silence is all about coming home to ourselves.

P.S ... I'm not able to read and comment on your posts. I am a bit busy. I'll be back by 24th and then read all your posts. Take care. God bless :)

Look for God in others ... :)

2009-11-08T13:28:00.001+05:30

I received this story as a forwarded mail recently. I don't know who wrote it but the story is profound and worth sharing. Hopefully , it will inspire us all to reach out to others :)

One day, when I was a freshman in high school,
I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.
His name was Kyle.

It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, 'Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.' I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.

As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.

He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, 'Those guys are jerks.' They really should get lives. 'He looked at me and said, 'Hey thanks!' There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.

I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.

We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends. He said yes. We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.

Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, 'Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday! 'He just laughed and handed me half the books.

Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.. When we were seniors we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor and I was going for business on a football scholarship.

Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous!

Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, 'Hey, big guy, you'll be great!' He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. 'thanks,' he said. As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began..

"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends... I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story."

I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told them about the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. 'Thankfully, I was saved.My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.'

I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize its depth.

Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture of yours, you can change a person's life ; for better or for worse. God puts us all in each others lives to impact one another in some way. Look for God in others :)

Those were the best days of my life... :)

2009-11-02T16:47:00.004+05:30

This one's for all of them who will never go back to school again . . .

Sitting in my room and staring at the picture of my school group photo at the wall in front of me , I was actually looking at the wonderful collection of memories of those years. Those ordinary moments that I had spent in those 12 years...the moments which now seem so special ! Colg days are special but school days have always been more special to me than colg days.

The years spent in my school were clearly the most treasured ones. All those years we had been wanting to grow up and now that we finally have, we wish if we were small toddlers going to that school again....Each and every smallest function or event is vividly embedded in my memory.

Those jokes... regardless of how silly they were which I know now, seemed so funny at that time. Those little arguments with friends....now seem so sweet. Every punishment is now bearable and every scolding now rings like a song ! I know some of my classmates, who even weeks after passing out of school, would just wait and wander around the school or simply
stand and look at the school building. I do that too when I go back to my city where I lived , where I studied . We still ask each other of the simplest of excuses to go back there again.

I miss my teachers....the juniors and even the classrooms where we once had the most enjoyable times. I miss the morning assembly and that 2pm bell which announced our 'freedom' from school....only now, I would exchange that freedom for anything, to be back in that same classroom :(

I miss those fun-filled recess times and those painful exams. I miss those last night studies and those after-exam "aaah's" and "oh no's". I miss those competitions in the school where each had to outdo his or her best friend. I miss those Sports days and those Annual days. I miss so much of that everything which was my life for those 12 years, which I had to let go in so short a time.

Those 12 years seem so short now like a dream that just blinked out! I can see myself and my friends making every attempt to keep some share of those priceless memories and we still do that on Facebook or Orkut. I remember a friend of mine uploading a school picture on Facebook some months back and almost whole of our class was commenting on that picture.

That was sweet. One picture brought the whole class together :)

Memories....Scrabooks....Diaries....Photographs and what not !

And the farewell ceremony....Oh how tearful it was ! And then someone had said,"Hey, do you realise that this is the last function of our school life ?" Everybody turned to him...glaring, as if to say, "Yeah, we knew that! But thanks for reminding that piercing truth. Huh! :X"

Why can't life be like my DVD player? You can just 'rewind' from here !"

For me, those years are priceless. I can just not forget those days.
In the words of Bryan Adams, "Those were the best days of my life . . . "

And although I wish that all our lives are happy and enjoyable . One thing is for sure : Life was never the same again . Life will never be that good again . Never !

Miss those days so much :(

But cherish those years, those memories :)

Pursuit of Happiness

2009-10-28T10:37:00.003+05:30

Happiness is the only thing one can pursue. Things do not need to be big , grand to be happy. Small things , often , mean a lot. Couples break - up when relationship becomes intolerable , for happiness. After loosing someone , you want to be happy by thinking of sweet memories related to that person . A roof to sleep , when you are homeless, becomes happiness . When you are hungry after a long day's work , and you get a little food , that little food becomes your happiness.

When you have everything - loved ones , food , shelter but still you are unhappy, then only creative urges or trying something different propel you for happiness.

Strangers or Friends ?

2009-10-15T19:00:00.001+05:30

What would you be ? Would you be popular ? Or would you be right ? I have seen people faking themselves just to be popular . That difference between real and fake is lost in trying to be popular.

Faking a smile , an expression of joy , happiness when actually you are not ,a familiarity with people who you really don't know. Isn't that all faking? And to tell you the truth, I’ve done it too. But friendships? Friendship can't be faked. At least, not by me. But then , I’m not popular either. And not as desperate as some one who would like to notch up a few points on the popularity chart to actually fake a friendship.

You throw parties for strangers, welcome them with the best of cuisines served in the most expensive cutlery , open your house to those strangers, show off your furniture and what-have-you and indulge in some "aww-so-sweet-of-you" conversations - just so that you can call those strangers 'friends'.

It’s the desperation to be seen with the rich and the famous of your city, to have your name on the invitation list of the high profile parties in town. Don’t mislead yourself to believe that any of that is friendship because friendship isn’t about enjoying those meaningless conversations or mouthing the ‘right’ words. It’s not about using someone’s contacts for your benefits . It’s not about popularity.

I got this SMS from a friend some days back...

"Friendship is about standing up for a person , about wishing him well , about treating him as more than fodder for gossip . It’s about being able to laugh at somebody’s face and not behind his back . It’s about knowing how you’re different from your friend and accepting him for who he is . But not accepting him for what he is because he’s rich and famous . It’s about being able to tell him he’s your friend , without the fear of your name being struck off the invitation list to his party."

I may not be popular, but I hope I’ve been a friend :)

Tag time...

2009-10-09T18:53:00.001+05:30

This will be a long post . Tags have been pending in my drafts since ages now. I am completing some of them today in one post.

Tagged by Rohini , Rahul .

INNOCENT OR GUILTY

Asked someone to marry you? Innocent.

Ever kissed someone of the same sex? Innocent.

Danced on a table in a bar? Innocent.

Ever told a lie? Guilty.

Had feelings for someone whom you can’t have back? Guilty.

Kissed a picture? Guilty.

Slept in until 5 PM? Innocent.

Fallen asleep at work/school? Guilty.

Held a snake? Innocent.

Been suspended from school? Innocent.

Worked at a fast food restaurant? Innocent.

Stolen from a store? Innocent

Been fired from a job? Innocent.

Done something you regret? Guilty.

Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? Guilty.

Caught a snowflake on your tongue? Innocent

Kissed in the rain? Innocent

Sat on a roof top? Guilty.

Kissed someone you shouldn’t? Innocent.

Sang in the shower? Guilty.

Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? Innocent.

Shaved your head? Innocent.

Had a boxing membership? Innocent.

Made a boyfriend cry? Innocent.

Been in a band? Innocent.

Shot a gun? Guilty

Donated Blood? Guilty

Eaten alligator meat? Innocent

Eaten cheesecake? Guilty.

Still love someone you shouldn’t? Guilty.

Have/had a tattoo? Innocent.

Liked someone, but will never tell who? Guilty.

Been too honest? Guilty.

Ruined a surprise? Innocent

Ate in a restaurant and got really bloated that you couldn’t walk afterwards? Innocent

Erased someone in your friends list? Guilty.

Dressed in a woman’s clothes (if you’re a guy) or man’s clothes (if you’re a girl)? Innocent

Joined a pageant? Innocent

Been told that you’re handsome or beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said? Guilty.

Had communication with your ex? Innocent

Got totally drunk on the night before exam? Innocent.

Got totally angry that you cried so hard? Guilty.

THE QUIZ

1.What is your current obsession? Blogging

2. What are you wearing today? Capri and t-shirt

3. What’s for dinner? Its breakfast time. Don't know. Haven't asked Mamma yet

4. What’s the last thing you bought? Gift for a friend on his b'day

5. What are you listening to right now? Heartbeat (Instrumental from Kal Ho Na Ho)

6. What do you think about the person who tagged you? An awesome writer

7. If you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere in the world, where would you like it to be? Any hill station

8. What are your must-have pieces for summer? Cotton clothes

9. If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go? My room

10. Which language do you want to learn? Umm... haven't thought..

11. What’s your favorite quote? Miles to go before I sleep

12. Who do you want to meet right now? My cousin (I'm about to leave for Mamaji's home)

13. What is your favorite colour? Blue

14. What is your favourite piece of clothing in your own closet? My night suit :P

16. What’s your favourite magazine? None. I am not fond of reading magazines. Used to read Reader's Digest but not now.

17. If you had $100 now, what would you spend it on? Chocolates :P

18. What do you consider a fashion faux pas? Bell Bottoms :D

19. Who according to you is the most over-rated style icon? Umm.. No idea .. Haven't thought

20. What kind of haircut do you prefer? Depends

21. What are you going to do after this? Get ready to leave for Mamaji's home.

22. Who is your favourite sport star? Koi vi nai :D

23. What are three cosmetic/makeup/perfume products that you can't live without? My face wash , kajal

24. What inspires you? Honest people

25. Give us three styling tips that always work for you: Neither

26. What do you do when you “have nothing to wear” (even though your closet’s packed)? I wear my night suit. Ab tak toh pata chal gaya hoga how much I am obsessed with my night suits :D

27. Coffee or tea? Coffee

28. What do you do when you are feeling low or terribly depressed? I cry

29. What is the meaning of your name? Ekam means the only one and Ekamjyot means God's light

30. Which other blogs do you love visiting? Check my blog list

31. Favorite Dessert/Sweet? Hot Chocolate Fudge

32. Favorite Season? Winters

33. If I come to your house now, what would u cook for me ? Maggie

34. What is the right way to avoid people who purposefully hurt you? Remain silent

35. What are you afraid of the most? Losing my loved ones

36. What do you love most about yourself? My simplicity

How much dumb I am

[] Gum has fallen out of your mouth when you were talking

[] Gum has fallen out of your mouth when you were NOT talking

[] You have ran into a glass/screen door

[] You have jumped out of a moving vehicle

[x] You have thought of something funny while walking by yourself

[x] Laughed, then watched people give you weird looks

So far: 2

[] You have run into a tree/bush.

[ ] You know that it IS possible to lick your elbow

[] You have tried to lick your elbow… a few times

[] You never knew that the Alphabet and Twinkle Twinkle Little star have the same rhythm.

[] You just tried to sing them.

So far: 2

[x] You have tripped on your shoelace and fallen.

[] You have choked on your own spit .

[ ] You have seen the Matrix and still don’t get it.

[ ] You’ve never seen the Matrix.

[ ] You type only with two fingers.

So far: 3

[] You have accidentally caught something on fire

[x] You tried to drink out of a straw, but it went into your nose/eyes.

[x] You have caught yourself drooling.

[] You have fallen asleep in class and fell outta your chair

[x] You stared hard at someone trying to figure whether the person was he or she

So far: 6

[x] Sometimes you just stop thinking

[x] You are telling a story and forget what you were talking about

[] People often shake their heads and walk away from you

[ ] You are often told to use your “inside voice”.

[ ] You use your fingers to do simple math

So far: 8

[ ] You have eaten a bug

[x] You are taking this test when you should be doing something more important

[x] You have put your clothes on backwards or inside out, and didn’t realize it

[x] You’ve looked all over for something and realized it was in your hand

[] You have ran around naked in your house.

So far: 11

[x] You repost bulletins because you are scared that what they say will happen to you if you don’t.

[x] You break a lot of things.

[ ] Your friends know not to use big words around you.

[] You tilt your head when you’re confused

[x] You have fallen out of your chair before

[ ] Mistook your teacher to be a student

So far: 14

[x] When you’re lying in bed, you try to find pictures in the texture of the ceiling or wall

[x] The word “ummmmm” is used many times a day.

[] Have you opened your mouth to say something but then you pretended as if you were yawning because you forgot what you wanted to say.

Total: 16.

I am (16/40) = 40 % D U M B?

BRAND TAG
Tagged by Kaka

These are some of the brands which are a part of my life.

I am not tagging anyone in particular. Whoeaver wishes , can do this tag :)

I too had a love story..

2009-09-21T13:32:00.000+05:30

"If there are friends or family out there who you haven't called in a while, I would say send them a note or a call. Life is always moving too fast, work is always waiting in a small box which we call laptop and everyday emergencies are a part of it. But its far worst to sit in a room at early morning hours typing a blog hoping that you got one last word with a loved one. "

I have just completed reading Ravinder Singh's "I too had a love story" . Such a beautiful , emotional , touching love story. I was never really into love stories. I always used to find them boring. But this one changed my thinking. Its a true love story of the author Ravin and Khushi , a story of their meeting, a story of their love, a story of END. I was hooked to the book. Its so simple . Very unimaginable. I never thought couples like Ravin and Khushi ever existed in this world now . I laughed, I smiled, I cried towards the end of the story.

There are many moments when you connect with them. Ravinder has written this so simple. Those late night phone calls , loving each other so much that they decided to marry each other even without actually meeting each other, Khushi's death .. everything .. its a story of each one of us. .

This book is no 'Alchemist' or 'Acts of Faith' but its simplicity will touch your heart.

When you start reading this book, you find yourself completely lost in Ravin and Khushi's world but the end of it.. I wish I could change their story but it was not written by me. Their destiny was written by God.

Some of the lines just tear your heart out.
"The doctors said they couldn't hand over the body to the family. (Did you notice ? Yes, body . That's what they said. She no longer had a name. She was just a body. A dead body.)"

"I was at the photo studio getting a picture of my dead Khushi framed, to keep in the Gurudwara during the last prayer for her, scheduled for the next day. Guess which picture/ It was one of those which she sent me when I was in the US. Never in my worst nightmare could I have thought that someday I'd be using her pictures for this purpose."

"She died. I survived. Because I survived, I die everyday."

The story is poignant and real . Full credit goes to Ravin. Everything is real, the places, the people. He narrated a very important chapter from his life with a message "Life goes on".

I would recommend you to read this book. You may not include this in your favourites but it will definitely touch your heart.

Lalalalalalalalala .... Title nai hai mere paas

2009-09-18T18:16:00.000+05:30

At around 11 today , I called my friend G .

G : Hello . Hi Ekku .. How are you sweetie :)

Me : Hi G . Am good . Tell me one thing , am I supposed to be mad at you?

G : Huh ?

Me : Bata bhi ... Am I supposed to be mad at you right now ?

G : What ? Why ? Kya bol ri hai tu ?

Me : I don't know . I am having this feeling that I usually have when I am upset with you . Did we fight yesterday ?

G : Are you alright ? Mujhe toh kuch gadbad lag ri hai . Waise toh koi nai baat nai hai par aaj kuch gadbad lag ri hai

Me : I guess I'm okay . I don't remember us fighting yesterday . Kal toh main office mein thi . Tere se baat hui thi kal ? Nai huyi yaar .. Kal toh main office thi .

G : No . We didn't

Me : Okay. In that case , what are you having for lunch today . What is Mami ji making today ?

G : Ekku tu pagal ho gayi hai poori . Pata bhi hai kya bol ri hai tu ?

Me : Le yaar .. Tu maan ni ri . Seriously , I thought I was mad at you all this morning . But then I thought and I thought and I thought only to realize that I never fought with you. So I wasn't sure why I feeling angry with you. That's why I called you to confirm. Chal chod , mujhe lagta hai kisi aur se ladai hoyi hogi . Usse huyi hogi pucca . Abhi main usko phone kar ke confirm karti hun.

G : Ekku .. Tu na pagal ho gayi hai . Ja ke so ja . Kuch kha le aur so ja . Tera dimag kharab ho gaya hai . Ab usko bhi mat tang karna . Chup kar ke so ja

Me : Par yaar ... Par ... Chal theek hai .. Mujhe lagta hai tu theek bol ri hai .. Maine sapna dekha hoga ...
Acha chal bata na ... Kya banaya hai aaj Mami ji ne ..

G : Chup kar ja . Agar ab ek aur baar boli na , main tujhe maar dungi . Phone rakh aur so ja :X

Me : Par yaar .. Seriously yaar I was feeling that we had a fight yesterday . Sachi yaar :(

Bang!!!!

2009-09-16T19:19:00.000+05:30

Blog title changed .. Its Tryst With Soul now . Thanks to Vishal for the name :)

My first award ... I am a 'Superior Scribbler' :)

2009-09-11T16:34:00.003+05:30

Yipieeeee ... I got my first award . Thanks to Rahul for the award. My first ever award in bloggers world. Thanks to everybody.

Now here goes my acceptance speech :P

I am extremely thankful to Rahul who thought that I deserved this award . I want to thank God , my parents, my family , my friends who supported me all through , my readers (I would like to think so) and to Pulkit (He's the one who introduced me to Blogger) and also to my brother who really gives me those extra 10 minutes after 8 pm so that I can complete my post if I am writing at that time. Oh God! I have 'khushi ke aansu' in my eyes...

Jokes apart! Thanks Rahul .. Thanks a lot. It really means a lot to me :)

Thanks Rahul :)

So now I would love to forward this award to 5 of my blogger friends who I love to read .

Here are the rules for those who get this award.

Each Superior Scribbler must in turn pass The Award on to 5 most-deserving Bloggy Friends.
Each Superior Scribbler must link to the author & the name of the blog from whom he/she has received The Award.
Each Superior Scribbler must display The Award on his/her blog, and link to This Post, which explains The Award.
Each Blogger who wins The Superior Scribbler Award must visit this post and add his/her name to the Mr. Linky List.
Each Superior Scribbler must post these rules on his/her blog.

This is very tough for me as they all have been writing for such a long time and have been such fabulous writers .

So my list goes like this.

1. Abhinav You just can't resist yourself reading all his posts and switching off your computer once you start reading his blog. They are just totally humorous. He's the champ in bloggers world. You can just go through his journey . From college to MBA to job and now to marriage . Just go through it for once. You'll love it, for sure.

2. Harshita It hasn't been much time since I bloghopped to her blog. Her's is the same case as Abhinav's . Once you start reading them , you just have to complete her blog .I love reading her posts.

3. Rohit I love reading his posts. Just so close to our lives .

4. Pulkit What to say about him. He is my guru . He is the one who told me that I can write. Otherwise I would have never been here. He writes mostly poems but his stories are just too good. Every time he writes a story , I just beg hime to write stories stories stories :D

5. Saad Can you imagine , in his last post , he wrote his own obituary!! He's funny! You just HAVE TO read his blog.

6. Arshat I know I have to write only 5 names but I have to give the award to this man yaar . Go through his blog.

I love reading all your blogs friends :)

Its just that I had to write some of the names which I like the most.

Thanks to Rahul once again .

God bless you all :)

PS... Here's a new blogger in blogosphere, my friend Vishal . He's new to blogs but a very good writer:)

Message Log 2

2009-09-07T02:47:00.000+05:30

1. Memories play a confusing role. They make you laugh when you remember the times you cried together. But makes you cry when you remember the times you laughed together.

2. The best feeling in the world is when you think that your friend forgot you and suddenly you receive a message from the same friend saying , "I am missing you". :)

3. Love : Is not about expressing with heavy words. Its about understanding each other, a gentle touch and a pure heart.

And Friendship : Is to laugh at the nonsense written above :D

4. Akele ja rahe the in kathin raaston pe

Niraash

Dukhi

Thake huye

Phir ek mod pe aap jaisa ek dost mila

Aur

Aur baaki zindagi bhi barbaad ho gayi :P

5.Jab koi baat biagd jaaye

Jab koi mushkil pad jaaye

Toh

Toh main kya karu... ?

Nipto khud ... ! :P

6. Smile For The Ones You Love…
A Simple Smile Is All It Takes To Make One Happy…
Love Can Come In Many Different Ways, Shapes n Sizes …
But A Simple Smile Will Conquer Everything …
And Leave The Best Of Us Speechless …

7. Second day after wedding

Bubbly- Mom I got in fight with my husband
Mom- It’s part of marital life
Bubbly- Oh ok but what should I do with the dead body

8. Friendship is when you have a huge fight with your friend

And you say , "That's it! I'm leaving!"

But after a moment, you put all your egos aside

N say,

"Chal yaar Pepsi toh pila" :D

Happy Teachers' day ... :)

2009-09-05T01:50:00.004+05:30

"The dream begins, most of the time, with a teacher/mentor who believes in you, who tugs and pushes, and leads you onto the next plateau, sometimes poking you with a sharp stick called truth."

--Dan Rather

I think I am blessed that I have always been lucky with having good friends and mentors/teachers in my life.

Today on Teacher's day , I want to thank all of them who are my guiding lights. Thanks to Jyoti Ma'am , Nishant Sir , Indu Sharma Ma'am, Indu Verma Ma'am, Jaipal Sir, Gagan Sir, Sasi Sir, Piush Sir , Amrita Ma'am , Sandhu Ma'am.

Thanks for believing in me.

God bless you all.

Perception...

2009-08-29T01:16:00.007+05:30

Different journeys and different paths are what we all have. All meant to learn some things but never meant to stay ever. For some , this journey is quick, for some slow. And when this ends, some realize the true essence of this journey, the purpose behind it.

I used to see my Papa , and still I do, working so hard in office and at home to support our family. My life was very simple.. school-homework-back to home- sleep. This was MY life. As time went be and responsibilities increased, my perception changed. It keeps changing every time. Really. You meet some people. You loose them midway. The ones who stayed back were destined to. Their lives seen by me, a new perception, my perception. My journey started when I was born. I saw it when saw the sun for the first time, the stars, the moon, felt the breeze. Felt a feeling of security inside me when I held Mamma's hand while crossing the road, enjoyed my outings, the first time I realized how it feels to be attracted to someone.

Its like a book, just the chapters keep on changing. I was never a person who could think about life in little things. But now I am. I see life in small things, small gestures like a smile, a handshake, a hug, a pat on my shoulder, a tear in somebody's' eyes when we meet after so many months. I feel it. Its wonderful.

I am going to start my new journey , a new phase in my life very soon. I would start working in some days. I am happy, my family is happy. But still somewhere I wonder, am I happy with what I am? How often do I feel frustrated? What makes me happy? What makes me sad? At this very moment, the thoughts I have and the way I evaluate my life is a perception. Its a point of view that only I can have, almost certain that no one else will seethe world exactly the same way as I do.

:O :( :O

2009-08-25T17:46:00.001+05:30

I tried.. I am trying ... just can't write !!!

Tried a lot & now tired! I want to write . It's not happening :(

Love at first sight ...

2009-08-22T16:51:00.002+05:30

Quotes / DMessage log...

2009-08-20T18:40:00.004+05:30

1. Don't be dismayed at good - byes. A farewell is necessary before you meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for those who are friends. Hope we meet again soon :)

2. SMS ke rate ...
1996 - 6/-
2000 - 4/-
2004 - 2/-
2006 - 1/-
2007 - 0.50/-
2008 - 0.25/-
2009 - 0.10/-

Aap kab karoge jab SMS pe loan milega tab :p

3. Dhamki bharya propose..
Munda kudi nu:

"Main Bullet te , te Bullet 100 te..
Hun kudiye tu das... Thale aauna ke piche behna" :D

4. God thought that sicne he couldn't be everywhere , he made mother.
Then Devil thought since he couldn't be everywhere , he made mother - in -law.

5. "I want to go back to the time when getting high meant on swing , when drinking meant apple juice , when love was mom's hug and the highest place on earth was dad's shoulder, when the only thing broken were toys and when goodbyes meant only till tomorrow :)

6. At the end, you will not remember the words of your enemy but the silence of your friends.

7. Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head and listen to silence. To have no yesterday and no tomorrow. To forget time,and to forgive life , to be at peace.

A thought ...

2009-08-17T13:15:00.007+05:30

"As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down, probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and its harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when your heart was broken. You'll fight with your best friend . You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You will cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much , and love like you have never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back. Don't be afraid that your life will end , be afraid that it will never begin. "

PS... Not written by me. Read it on an Orkut community.

Feeling special ... :)

2009-08-11T14:22:00.003+05:30

When a "why-did-the-Dalhousie-fun-filled-4-day-trip-end" gets into your mind , a compliment is never overlooked; a compliment is neither overlooked on other days as well :P

A friend asked me to give her a call and the first think she said was "Yaarrrrrrr I missed you sooooooooo much. Its so nice to hear your voice after such a long time."
Awww... Don't know if she really meant it or not, but it made my day after a half gloomy day and that's what matters :D

Hearing friends say that they miss you is something that can make anyone feel special and elated:)

Waiting ... and waiting ...

2009-08-02T11:10:00.003+05:30

I am waiting for the next phase of my life to start. I am trying to find something to keep myself busy. I am reading books , reading books again and again, listening to music , blogging.

I found out that everyone , almost everyone of us are waiting for something to happen ... in days to come.

One friend is waiting for the day when she'll be married. One is waiting for the day when her family approves her boyfriend. Someone is waiting for M.Tech classes to begin . Someone is waiting for the IIM call . Someone is waiting for the clearance of his visa. And some are waiting to finish their studies and get a job.

Where ever I look , I find people waiting . Waiting for a bus , a train , someone to come and take them home , or waiting for the day when they will be able to live a life on their own.

And I am waiting for the day when I'll enjoy reading business dailies :P

What are you waiting for?

Daddy dearest ... :)

2009-07-29T14:45:00.006+05:30

I got this as a forwarded e-mail. Thought of sharing this with everyone on my blog.

Her hair up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go

But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home
Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone

But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say
What to tell her classmates, on this Daddy's Day

But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone
And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home

But the little girl went to school, eager to tell then all
About a dad she never sees, a dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet
Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats

One by one the teacher called, a student from the class
To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed

At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare
Each of them were searching, for a man who wasn't there

"Where's her daddy at?" she heard a boy call out
"She probably doesn't have one," another student dared to shout

And from somewhere near the back, she heard a daddy say
"Looks like another deadbeat dad, too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her, as she smiled at her friends
And looked back at her teacher, who told her to begin

And with hands behind her back, slowly she began to speak
And out from the mouth of a child, came words incredibly unique

"My Daddy couldn't be here, because he lives so far away
But I know he wishes he could be with me on this day

And though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know
All about my daddy, and how much he loves me so

He loved to tell me stories, he taught me to ride my bike
He surprised me with pink roses, and taught me to fly a kite

We used to share fudge sundaes and ice cream in a cone
And though you cannot see him, I'm not standing all alone

'Cause my daddy's always with me, even though we are apart
I know because he told me, he'll forever be here in my heart"

With that her little hand reached up, and lay across her chest
Feeling her own heartbeat, beneath her favorite dress

From somewhere in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears
Proudly watching her daughter, who was wise beyond her years

She stood up for the love of a man not in her life
Doing what was best for her, doing what was right

When she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd
She finished with a voice so soft, but its message clear and loud

"I love my daddy very much, he's my shining star
If he could he'd be here, but heaven's just too far

Sometimes when I close my eyes, it's like he never went away."
Then she closed her eyes, and saw him there that day

To her mother's amazement, she witnessed with surprise
A room full of daddies and children, all starting to close their eyes

Who knows what they saw before them, who knows what they felt inside
Perhaps for a second, they saw him at her side.

"I know you're with me Daddy," to the silence she called out...

Ab iska title apne aap soch lena ... Mujhe samajh ni aa ra

2009-07-24T11:02:00.003+05:30

When some things happen or someone says something unexpectedly , you cannot help but laugh at them. A similar happened to me last evening.

I went to my tailor yesterday. She had stitched a suit of mine but there was a problem with the suit's neck. So I asked her to get it altered. And then what she told me had me and her in splits. We both were laughing like fools for quite some time. She said . "Eku , shaam ko aa jana. Gala kaat ke haath mein de dungi . " (Come in evening. I'll cut the neck and hand it over to you.") :D

Bas yaar ....

2009-07-12T23:11:00.002+05:30

How many times has it happened with you that you call someone and you have nothing to say and just to extend the conversation , you say " aur bata ... kya ho ra hai "

It's happening with me very much these days ... Actually it always happen with me. When I have nothing to talk, I invariably repeat this line "aur bata" again & again. And the reply is also the same from everybody ... "bas teekh hai yaar" , "bas chal ra hai" or just "bas" :D

There have been times when we speak this line for endless times and then follows a silence , when persons on both end wait for the other person to speak up :D

In the end, it ends with ... "chal teekh hai phir ... milte hain. .. main call karti hun tujhe kuch din mein. Chal bye :D

2009-07-09T16:40:00.002+05:30

Here's something I once read in a blog.
I just HAD to post one of my own .

Simple Rules:

1. Things I have already done - Blue & Bold !
2. Things that i would love to do - Red & Bold !

Here we go!!

01. Bought everyone in the bar a drink

02. Swam with dolphins.

03. Climbed a mountain

04. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive

05. Been inside the Great Pyramid

06. Held a tarantula

07. Taken a candlelit bath with someone.

08. Said “I love you” and meant it.

09. Hugged a tree

10. Bungee jumped
11. Visited Paris

12. Watched a lightning storm at sea.

13. Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise

14. Seen the Northern Lights

15. Gone to a huge sports game.

16. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa.

17. Grown and eaten your own vegetables.

18. Touched an iceberg.

19. Slept under the stars.

20. Changed a baby’s diaper.

21. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon

22. Watched a meteor shower

23. Gotten drunk on champagne

24. Given more than you can afford to charity

25. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope

26. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment

27. Had a food fight

28. Bet on a winning horse

29. Asked out a stranger.

30. Had a snowball fight

31. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can
32. Held a lamb

33. Seen a total eclipse.

34. Ridden a roller coaster.

35. Hit a home run

36. Danced like a fool and didn’t care who was looking.

37. Adopted an accent for an entire day.

38. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment.

39. Had two hard drives for your computer.

40. Visited all 50 states

41. Taken care of someone who was drunk.

42. Had amazing friends
43. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country.

44. Watched whales

45. Stolen a sign

46. Backpacked in Europe

47. Taken a road-trip

48. Gone rock climbing

49. Taken a midnight walk on the beach

50. Gone sky diving

51. Visited Ireland

52. Been heartbroken longer than you were actually in love

53. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger’s table and had a meal with them

54. Visited Japan

55. Milked a cow

56. Alphabetized your CDs

57. Pretended to be a superhero

58. Sung karaoke
59. Lounged around in bed all day

60. Played touch football

61. Gone scuba diving

62. Kissed in the rain

63. Played in the mud

64. Played in the rain
65. Gone to a drive-in theatre

66. Visited the Great Wall of China

67. Started a business

68. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken

69. Toured ancient sites

70. Taken a martial arts class

71. Played D&D for more than 6 hours straight

72. Gotten married

73. Been in a movie

74. Crashed a party

75. Gotten divorced

76. Gone without food for 5 days

77. Made cookies from scratch

78. Won first prize in a costume contest

79. Ridden a gondola in Venice

80. Gotten a tattoo

81. Rafted the Snake River

82. Been on a television news program as an “expert”(Aspiring...)

83. Gotten flowers for no reason

84. Performed on stage

85. Been to Las Vegas
86. Recorded music

87. Eaten shark

88. Kissed on the first date

89. Gone to Thailand

90. Bought a house

91. Been in a combat zone

92. Buried one/both of your parents

93. Been on a cruise ship

94. Spoken more than one language fluently

95. Performed in Rocky Horror

96. Raised children

97. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour

98. Passed out cold

99. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country

100. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over .

101. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge

102. Sang loudly in the car, and didn’t stop when you knew someone was looking with the windows open.

103. Had plastic surgery

104. Survived an accident that you shouldn’t have survived

105. Wrote articles for a large publication

106. Lost over 100 pounds

107. Held someone while they were having a flashback

108. Piloted an airplane

109. Touched a stingray

110. Broken someone’s heart

111. Helped an animal give birth

112. Won money on a TV game show

113. Broken a bone

114. Gone on an African photo safari

115. Had a facial part pierced other than your ears

116. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol

117. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild

118. Ridden a horse

119. Had major surgery

120. Had a snake as a pet

121. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon

122. Slept for 30 hours in a 48 hour period

123. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. States

124. Visited all 7 continents

125. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days

126. Eaten kangaroo meat

127. Eaten sushi

128. Had your picture in the newspaper

129. Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about

130. Gone back to school

131. Parasailed

132. Touched a cockroach

133. Eaten fried green tomatoes

134. Read The Iliad and The Odyssey

135. Selected one “important” author who you missed in school, and read.

136. Killed and prepared an animal for eating

137. Skipped all your school reunions

138. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language.

139. Been elected to public office

140. Written your own computer language

141. Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream

142. Had to put someone you love into hospice care

143. Built your own PC from parts

144. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you

145. Had a booth at a street fair

146. Dyed your hair 147. Been a DJ

148. Shaved your head

149. Caused a car accident

150. Saved someone’s life

Sometimes ...

2009-06-23T20:10:00.002+05:30

Sometimes you come across situations in life to which you don't know how to react. I came across one such a situation today . Someone who has recently become a very good and close friend of mine shared a piece of his life , probably the worst one. I was completely shocked. I didn't know what to tell him ... But he is someone who is mature enough to get comforted by silence also.

All I can say is sometimes we can be so wrong in judging people. We set our misconceptions in our mind about the other person. God! This is so disturbing... I hope he finds peace soon...

Can't think of any title for this post....

2009-06-15T18:58:00.002+05:30

I meet few people who make me realize how complicated life people live and mine, in comparison to them, is such a uncomplicated simple life. Am I being mean to look into their lives and feel the relief that it is not mine?

May be. But its true that it makes me feel glad that I am me and my life is as good as it can get. Touch wood :)

Nostalgia .... Friend :)

2009-06-01T19:09:00.004+05:30

Sometimes you grow up , and then all the things you did in your past seem like a childish prank, the moments of insensibility that make you smile when you think back upon them....

Meeting old friends is a nostalgic moment. But amongst all the nostalgia, what hits you the most is that despite all the many miles that you have traveled between each other and all the lives that you have lived over the years , you are all very much the same in terms of people that you are . You all laughed , you all cried in these past years . You all were very different and then at that moment when we meet , you are still the same , my little sweet friend:) Somehow ! You and I !

I guess there is much which we have in common , you and me. Maybe some day , we shall be able to share more time and stories together , because I would love that :)

Words ........ & Silence .... :)

2009-05-30T14:15:00.003+05:30

While returning back from office , I saw some 4-5 children yesterday . They were just like other children who were enjoying there , wearing good clothes , looking great, but the thing which made different from them was that they could not speak. They laughed , they smiled , they talked with their actions . As someone said , actions speak louder than words , it was so true for them as that was the only way they could communicate.

I just felt like how much urge they had in themselves to say things and feel them ... but they were always short of words ... they didn't have words for them . And we have our voice box intact always and still we are short of words every day...

Where would I be .....

2009-05-22T18:27:00.002+05:30

I really wish life came with a detailed plan. A list of all the places we'll be at in future in our lives. 10 years back , I would never have imagined that I would be where I am today , physically and mentally both. So much has changed , so much is changing and will keep changing. And now I wonder , where I'll be next ...

How many times do you think like this in a day? Or I am the only creature who keeps on thinking like this stuff? I guess , we all do . I had a long conversation with a friend yesterday about what one would do , if they choose to leave their present day of life. And I realized that I am not the only one worried about where I'll be few years down the line. How will I accomplish all that I want to? Will my current plans work out or life will throw a new ball towards me. In that case , will I have to start all over again ? Something has happened in our family which I could never have ever imagined . The incident has shaken us all. Nothing can be taken for granted. A million of calculations run in my head 24*7 , of what more I can do to better our lives , to give every happiness to my parents. A few bright ideas aside , I am restless. This is not something new with me , but then of late , I feel time is running out and I need a jump start of sorts. I know I am going somewhere , I just don't know where.

Is that the case with most of us out there ? Moving randomly in search of an aim ?

Kuch Khaas Hai Hum Sabhi Mein ..... :)

2009-05-15T19:57:00.003+05:30

Remember guys the advertisements and their jingles which were all the time on our lips when we were kids...
Yes I am talking about the creative TV advertisements and their jingles... I am not criticizing today's' advertisements but those ads were too good.

Today my friends and I were talking on this and we refreshed our memories with our all time favourite advertisements .

I thought why not I jot them down and keep it with me forever :)

So here are few which I can remember and are and will always be my favourites :)

All time favourite ones...

Dairy Milk .... Kuch meetha ho jaaye: )

Kuch Khaas hai Hum Sabhi mein

Kuch Baat hai Hum sabhi mein...

Khaas hai..

Kya swaad hai...

Zindagi mein...

Remember Cadburies Adv, girl dancing in the center of ground when her boyfriend hits a century . I just lovvvvvvvve that ad. Every time I see this ad , I have a biiig smile on my face.

There must be many more which I might have missed..

But what do you say, got any memories with all this :)

I am in love ......

2009-05-01T10:20:00.007+05:30

... And we all are ... with life ... Isn't it ??

While going to office and returning back to home everyday , I notice so many people like me. I hope I don't meet with an accident noticing all these people and not concentrating on driving. Hehe.

I see a bike and on the back of it , is written "I love my bike" , It looks nice and it shows that the guy has something to flaunt about, something that is dear to him. Definitely he enjoys what he has .

Then I see a very small kid going to school in his uniform , laughing alone whole - heatedly. I can see the happiness on his face , his eyes , may be he is happy , thrilled , don't know the reason, but he is happy and runs to meet someone with whom he can share his happiness.

On a little distance , I see a sweeper, with a big dust-bin, cleaning the road, with no expressions on his face. He's neither happy , nor thrilled, nor sad . It is his livelihood . He has to do it, to feed his family , to survive.

I see houses , those small houses , that are homes for some people... near a public loo , where I literally stop breathing when I have to cross it . It is so stinking. But people live there, they eat, they sleep, they wake up there, they laugh there, they cry there, they LIVE there. Its their home, its their 'own' place. Don't know whether they are satisfied or not , but this is it.

I see a man sleeping on a footpath and then I see some one in a chauffeur driven car, enjoying his morning newspaper.

And just a little ahead , I see these big companies like Dulux Paints, Godrej , Dell, Quark City , Hindustan Times , Ranbaxy, where I see myself and many more like me , young, educated, well dressed, having dreams in their eyes. For us , life is so different from the life which is some 100 metres behind...

I think , all of us, no matter what kind of a situation we are in , what kind of a life we are living , doesn't matter whether we are enjoying every moment of it or not.... we love life , we just can't let it go. I am completely in live with life, with people and everything around.

I read this below written quote somewhere, to be precise on Orkut , yesterday .
"I have a habit of changing the channel when a song , that I am enjoying too much , is about to get over because I don't like that feeling, the feeling of the song getting over, a song that I was enjoying so much...so I switch to something else just before the end....I am just worried...'coz when this beautiful song of life will be about to end.....I'lll have no channels to switch to....."

Never mind , its ok . I am enjoying this song. And this is what matters.

You made my day :)

2009-04-26T18:40:00.003+05:30

Each day starts with a smile but today it started with fear , grief . I was feeling bad . I don't know why . Something in my mind was troubling me.

I don't know why , I was feeling frustrated. I just wanted to sit in my room alone for some time and just let go my tears. It does not happen usually but it was a different day today.

Whenever I feel depressed , I listen to songs or just sit alone for sometime . But nothing of these aided me today as I had to rush for office.

After coming to office, as usual , after some work, half day was over.

And after lunch break, a friend called me with whom I had lost touch for quite sometime. Then we both had a brief talk . This talk soothed my heart , put a smile on my face :) It elated me and made my day .

Seriously I am proud of having some good friends , though not many , but I have a real friends who can make my day with a small talk . Yeah , I mean it . This post is dedicated to her, Nandu, who delighted me , brought back my smile . So I am back into my life now :)

Day Dreaming...

2009-04-06T18:44:00.004+05:30

I have this habit of day dreaming . I guess we all do to some extent. But there are people like me who do it a lot. Or over-do it if I might say.

Day dreaming is something which comes naturally to everyone. Especially when you are attending a boring lecture or a faaltu meeting in office. But I always found it as a great way of living up things that you might never get to do. Suddenly you are performing live in a concert along with A.R.Rahman, or you are sky - diving. Suddenly your room is full with chocolates. You can host a show on radio with your favourite R.J or just spend some time with him, you can become a TV show host, a movie critic, an ad guru and just about anything.

Many a times I end up starting a conversation saying, “I want to ..”. I think that is the problem with too much of day dreaming. I can make a long sheet of "want to do's" . If you are a lazy person like me then it can add fuel to fire. And suddenly when more than a few people point out that I am over-doing or doing 'only' that, then it puts me into the thought mode. Does it really affect the success or the lack of it you attain in life? It sure would , if one of these dreams is your goal in life. But what if it is not? Would it still harm you? Should I sit and introspect it ?

My logic is simple. I am never going to get to do any of those things in life (secretly hoping for a miracle though!). So why not feel happy for that brief period of time. But the trick is to keep that time period to be brief. And what is the trick?.... “Pata nahi; Lekin pata chalte hi bata dungi sabko . Hehe :D”.

Tagged ....

2009-03-19T18:58:00.021+05:30

Ok... I am tagged by Anurag. First, I didn't know what this 'tagging' means. So now that I know what it is, here goes my list. I have to answer the questions with only pictures.

The age you will be on your next birthday:

A place you would like to travel to :

Your favourite place :

My room... :)

Your favourite food :

Jeere wale aloo ... Spicy ... I love jeera aloo ... Yummy!

Your favourite drink :

Mango shake and Lassi. Everybody say that you feel sleepy after drinking lassi or mango shake but I don't . Haha. I can live on lassi and mango shake for the whole day :D

Your favourite pet :

Your favourite colour combination : All colours :)

Your favourite piece of clothing : Sari :) Though I know that if I wear it, I'll fall at the second step :D. But I love it:)

The town in which you live :

Mohali ....

Your dream job :

Umm... may be owning all these companies one day ... This is called day - dreaming :D

Your all time favourite song :

"Yeh Kahan Aa Gaye Hum.. " ... I love this song.

Ok... So this is done. Thanks Anurag for tagging me. Now I tag Pulkit, Param , Adi , Shalki and every person who is reading this post:)

INSPIRATION...

2009-03-11T14:56:00.009+05:30

Reading Param and Pulkit's blog, I always thought that one day I would also write some poetry. So started writing some days back but without any 'inspiration' . Hehe. But hard luck. I wonder I'll ever write a poem in future or not!

Thinking of writing poetry
I sat like Newton under a tree
To get some inspiration from things around
But I didn't find one, sweet and sound
No matter how hard I thought
I didn't get a word to wrote
When my whole page left blank
I didn't know whom to scold & whom to thank
For giving me pen , paper & mind
But not an idea of any kind!
Still I waited for some inspiration
To complete my poem with satisfaction!

And Then It Rained ...

2009-02-11T18:46:00.007+05:30

5 pm . Going back to home, under a dark cloudy sky. Huge balloons of clouds about to burst. A group of children going back from school reminds you of your 'good old' school days. You suddenly miss all those came and went and taken-for-granted joys of your life.

And then it rained....

Thick drops of water falling down my glasses. An aquatic world everywhere. A small kid racing past his cycle in a dirty yellow raincoat. The old man selling hot challi(bhutta) to people. Professionals leaving their offices . Frogs croaking from the nearby 'pond' . The shelter less dog on the road . The chai shop does brisk business.

Suddenly you remember all those days which had a weather like this and when all those incidents happened. All those rainy treks, fights, dancing in the rain, talks, walks.

Rains have this thing. It brings out the riot of colourful memories. You remember the time when you felt so relieved as Papa reached home by the first streak of lightning. You remember the great times when you enjoyed chai -pakora in the veranda. You remember the times when your tuition classes or school classes cancelled due to the rains or the times spent with your friends . Those beautiful memories ..... :)

It is so true when they say that the best thing you can do when it is raining is to let it rain ... :)

Living The Moments...

2009-01-30T17:42:00.006+05:30

There are several moments in life, when you feel life... just enjoying it. You don't do anything, just let your mind render and live with the moment which would last forever in your mind.

Yeh honsla kaise jhuke,
Yeh arzoo kaise ruke....

The song from the movie 'Dor' was playing in my cell phone . The only other sound was the sound of rain drops falling upon the trees. It had been raining for the whole day. There was darkness all around. Complete silence. A beautiful song playing in my phone, beautiful weather, raindrops falling!! Wow!! Next day's office was the last thing on my mind.

There are so many beautiful and simple things to think about. I had read an article 'Simplify' some days back somewhere. The same was coming to my mind at that time. I realized that we often fail to see the beauty of such simple moments , simplicity.

The song kept talking of moving-on in life, no matter what. But moving on what? Its moments like these that refresh you, give you the strenght to keep on moving. You just have to shut your eyes and let everything be - "for a moment".

"There is no happiness, there are only moments of happiness"

What is Life ... ???

2009-01-26T16:04:00.003+05:30

Past few days... went easily. But how they passed was unimaginable .

I was having a random conversation with my friends and suddenly one of my friend asked me...
"Ekku, what is life?"

I was completely shocked, not because she asked me this thing... The reason was... I could not explain it to her . I was totally speechless . Since then , this question is roaming in my mind... "what is LIFE?"

I asked some of my friends. One said: "It is a part of eternal cycle, you can't stop it."

Another said: "Life is a joke!"

One of my cousins said: "Itni tension kyun le rahi hai yaar... Tere jaanne ke baad kisi ne tujhe yaad nai karna... "

But I wasn't able to get proper explanation of 'LIFE' ...

We are here because our parents wanted us here. Our parents want us to be successful in any field we step in.

World outside our homes is running . Everyone wants to live, wants to live a 'successful life' , even when they know they have to go some day ...

But I think its just that we all have to try and enjoy our stay in this world... Is this the true explanation of life , I don't know ... The question still remains in my mind.

Priceless Memories...

2009-01-07T15:13:00.007+05:30

I remember very clearly, 8th of August 2005, my first day at college. I missed my bus. Yes, I missed my bus on the very first day of college. Somehow, I reached there in time. I was standing outside the Newton block, silently observing the proceedings around me, trying to get the 'feel' of the place , observing new faces, new place, new teachers, new building, everything new.

Classes started. A little bit of confusion over the section allotment. I was seated amongst 'strangers', who would soon become our best friends, with whom I was going to spend my four most wonderful years of my life. Meenakshi Ma'am comes in, first class!! And then started the tiresome procedure of coming up and introducing ourselves to the class, one by one, in each and every lecture. The first day got over with just formal introduction.

Studies quickly gained momentum. And so did the friendship bond among us. We started becoming each other comforts, sharing deepest of sorrows and joys. All this while developing a relationship called friendship which would last forever.

Friendship was in full swing and so was the college life. Ah yes, there were seniors and ragging too. I was asked to give my lunch to 'Sir' and 'Ma'am' for two weeks. Haha. But that was fun too. Pata bhi nai chala, exams aa gaye. Sincere studies started. Did my best. Time flew by rather too fast. Then came the tech fests, events, semesters, trainings, workshops.... Three years gone. Now final year going on. Only one semester left. That too training semester. No more college :(

Hmm...Where did the time go? Someone great has said, " No matter how long and difficult the journey is, it seems rather easy when you have some great friends to walk with". And just how true it is. I had Anu and Pallu with me. In these 4 years, we have been through lots of ups and downs.Some good moments and something terrible happened. I lost my best friend Jaspreet in an accident. But they both were with me standing by my side. There have been moments which I would never forget, like those nights at Anu's home and mine's, how we would chat for such long hours only to realize that its morning. Haha. There were moments that would have broken me, had you, my dear dear friends Anu and Pallu, not been there with me. No doubt, it is because of my great friends that I didn't realize just where did the time go. This is LIFE - great friends, great journey, unforgettable moments, priceless memories. Sad that they are over now.

Its not just my friends that I'm going to miss, but also my classmates, my batch mates, my friends in my bus. These are the faces which I have been seeing 5 days a week. These are the voices which I have been hearing daily for the past 4 years. I am so used to them. There 'is' a bond. I will miss my daily routine, Anu's SMS to me every morning, sitting in canteen, in lawn, sleeping with eyes open (Yes!! you read it write. I can sleep with eyes open), jotting down the notes, having good times. Heck ! Now this college won't open for us. I always wanted these days to end soon but now when they have actually ended, I am already missing them.

Oh! Its hard to say Goodbye. We'll miss each other terribly. This is the place where some found their first crushes, some found their true love, some made great friends (like me) and some(again like me) had their first fight. Haha. I fought for the first time here. I got to know here that I don't have at all patience. Got to know here that I am so short tempered. I got this name ' hyper' here. Haha. This is the place where I lived, I laughed, I cried, I comforted, I teased. This is the place where I GREW UP. I'm gonna miss this place a lot, for sure.

Hey Its alright Ekam. Human beings are emotional creatures and no bigger emotional fool than me. Go ahead cry out a tear. Cry out a tear for your friends, for the priceless moments which you have shared with them. Its completely worth it. Do remember your friends and miss them and when you do so, let them know. College is over and we won't be able to see each other regularly, but whenever we'll feel alone, we'll remember that there is a friend who cares for us and loves us and who will be there by our side, no matter what. And that would bring us to our most innocent smile :)

Cheers to life. Cheers to friendship. Cheers to Electrical Engineering 2005-09 Batch. Love you all my friends, miss you al. Keep loving each other. Love you a lots.

Leaving behind my earlier years

2008-12-27T13:12:00.003+05:30

As I get ready to embrace my 21st year and leaving behind my 20th , I am happy to be no longer known as a 16 or 18 year old . Very . Because believe me , what most people call the 'sweet 16 or 18' syndrome , never actually happened to me . While most of the girls of my age were sitting hand in hand with their 'soulmates' around the coffee tabes , I was happily sitting at my home dreaming of joining IIT or BITS Pilani or dreaming of celebrating my nex birthday at a hill station or dreaming of... everything in this world .

These things don't have an end. And I am glad that they don't because life is made up of dreams. I was 17 when I joined the college to pursue my dream of becoming an engineer . I never really gave it a thought about how would I feel when I'll be 21 . But now when only a day is left ... I don't know .The feeling is yet to sink in. Suddenly I am feeling so mature . I am both excited as well as anxious . Nervous . I don't know why . It is just like every other birthday . I am just gong to be a year older . But then why I am so nervous this time . I don't know 'nervous' is the right word for what I am feeling at this time or not . Even I don't know what I am feeling now.

It would be a new stage of my life . A new phase will start . Your studies are over and that job phase is started . You actually start living your dreams which you dream of for the whole life. The dream of fulfillin every dream of your parents and family starts in your mind . Till 20 years of age , your family has expectations from you and all of a sudden when you turn into 21 , you start having expectationf from yourself . Would I be able to keep them always happy ? Would I be able to adjust in my future life ? Would I .... There are so many questions in my mind right now for what I want answers .

Some of you might have crossed this phase . I don't know whether you felt this or not. I am feeling this . Some of you know how it is but he or she need not tell me . I'll be more than happy to find it out soon myself .