Wednesday, 13 May 2020

"Aadhi nazam" (complete)

Aadhi si teri baateyn aadha sa tera pyaar
Aadhi si rahi jo humari mulakaatey
Aadha sa raha me Bina tere
Aadhi si rahi jo humari mulakaatey
Aadha adhura tera palke churana
Aadhi adhuri meri mushkuraahatey
Aadhi si rahi jo humari mulakaatey
Aadhi raat ki Aadhi nazam tu
Aadhe din ka me aadha Chand
Aadhi si rahi jo humari mulakaatey
Aadhi kahani ka aadha sach
Aadhi Jo rahi meri khawaaishey
Aadhi yaadein jo teri deti,Aadhi tadpan
Aadhi hai jo humari kahani,Kar tu Puri
Me tera aadha hissa,hissa tu aadha mera
Aadhi Jo rahi humari Mohabbatein
 
-0c

Sunday, 4 June 2017

And her friend said, " just kids in love"

It's was 4th time she rejects my proposal

I was like killing self again and again by proposing her, as if I could not believe I was rejected, so confirming it again and again,

That time it went terrible, and as I said terrible, really "terrible",

I messaged her and asked her to meet at a tea stall 

(yea she's kind of girl!!, who like tea at road side stall over coffee at CCD)

No reply for half an hour, ok!
I was refreshing same chat page again and again,
Wondering why Yahoo Messenger can't give auto refresh option.
No reply more an hour.

I was getting angry, wish I could go at her place

 but I already got an ultimatum from her dad,👿
I even tried to call at her home but every time her maa or bakku (her brother) picked up

I didn't know what to do, still refreshing same chat page.
Suddenly my mind start working and I called her best friend , the only friend
(Yea! She really don't have any friend)

Called her, she had weird caller tune
'shila ! Shila ki Jawani! I am too sexy for you! Main tere hath Na Anni '
I thought "too sexy?, Yea may be
Hath Na aani ! Who wants you?"
'hello!' she said like I called her at her last breath moment, so dead voice she have!
'hi'
'why r u calling me'
'amm! I want Ur help'
'dude! Again! What did you do now?'
' I didn't do anything , she's just not replying my messages or calls'
'ya I get that , but why , what did you do'
' nothing, re! She just got angry on me...'
'ya! She must be , she was so upset today , in college, she even bunked lab and went, I asked her many times but she didn't spilt it out' she cut me and said all at half breath.
' actually, what happe...ned'
' I knew you must did something, do you know I never see an idiot like you in my life , ' she again cut me and start pretending I hurt her friend, yea, I actually did.
'but, wasn't my fault!'
'sure?'
' ok . It was , I actually proposed her again '
' are you nuts, what kind of chipku are you, she already cleared everything with you na!, still u proposed her again?'
‘ listen, may be you don’t understand things here, it’s not like I don’t know how world works!
But I can’t help myself from doing that?
Why you guys don’t understand I really LOVE her'
' idiot! , I know you love her'
‘ but , she?’
‘ obvio, she does know ‘
‘ then, why she kept rejecting (read ignore) me? ‘
‘ dude you are deep shit, you are not understanding her still, and may be you will not ever,
She’s right! You are just a kid in love
Just kid in love, I thought what she meant by that,
And obvio, she do know! WHAAAT?
‘ what you mean by she does know? ‘ I asked after I realised what she just told.
‘ Da, she knows you really love her, what you think what is the reason she keeps in touch with you,
Even she rejected you so called proposals, I don’t know how many times'
I just kept listening her while I couldn’t understand what was she talking about.
She added after a push ‘ what you think, she could block you over all social media and every IM app,
But did she do that? Why?
'she likes me'
‘ no, Dumbo , she loves you ‘
‘ she do ! ‘ I exclaimed
‘ yup, Da ‘
‘ then why..’ I couldn’t complete sentences as she cut me
‘ because you both are not ready for ‘that’ relationship ‘
She put weight on word that and added ‘ specially you ‘

Continue.....

Tuesday, 21 March 2017

Tim lack lack de tim lack lack

Exactly before 3years 10months 25days before
I entered in this college as a 12th pass boy,
When I completed my SSC , all said ,more two year , pass HSC , then your life would be set.
Then I even passed HSC with enough good marks I can obtain ,
Again all said more four years of engineering then your life would be set, you will have job , will get married, will have happy all after life no books then,
So with hope, almost since last four years I was studying here for that all set happy ever after life.
But today , as I am standing here holding my graduation degree, last day of my college life, study life,
First day of my so called social life , my career life
I am thinking, will it be all set happy ever after life from tomorrow,?
Will it be same as all said in past six years?
May be it will may be it will be not! I don't know .
Now I understand what 'Mr. maths teacher' thought us in probability chapter about 'Schrödinger's cat', what she was feeling that time in sealed box,
She might don't know if she will be alived or dead, but it's definite that she can't be alive and dead at same time,
I also feeling like her, what it would be like when this college box opened,
May be we will be all set happy ever after as all said or may be we will be nothing as I fear.
Remember what Dj said in rang de Basanti
'college ke gate ke is taraf hum life Ko nachate hai
Tim lack lack de Tim lack lack,
Gate ke us taraf life hame nachati hai
Tim lack lack de time lack lack
Gulabo, Na Jane kitne Dj pis Gaye is life ki chakki me'
Tim lack lack de Tim lack lack
We r not any Dj this ain't any movie
But still life out side will be Tim lack lack de Tim lack lack
All this years I came to know if there is any life it's in campus
If it has be all set happy ever after it must be here
Here in our classes
In laboratory
In library corner kisses
If it's here it must be with
Bunk hours samosa party
With Pending account at canteen
With having crush on friends' girlfriend
With flirting the most handsome boy even after being a geek nerdy girl
If it's here it must be
In Dean's call to his office
In hod's punishment to stay extra days in reading
In professor's assignment
If it's here it must be
with All those idiot friends
With one side crush,walking with u smiling
With four buddys riding on single bike
With one and only studious friend who help u pass all exam
If it's here it's
In having no pocket money on last days of month
In eating all unhuman hostel food
In fighting on topic that who will go to buy tea at 3 am
If it's here it's
In asking frind to give his shirt to wear coz it's Saturday
In asking friend to wake u up early coz u didn't prepare for exam yet
In asking to GC drawing sheets coz u just can't understand EG
In making Goa trip plan every vacation and cancelling it coz one of Ur friends parents didn't allow
If it's here it's
In adjusting 3 person in two bed
In having one tiffin for 4 person
In identifying which lady professor is more sexy
In wondering what if u can't clear engineering and have to run a tea stall
If it's here it's
In using proxy net in zero balance sim
In cracking library WiFi password to download movies
In playing CS for long weekends
In mass bunkin
In no so good reasons fun strike
If it's here it
In holding graduation degree in Hand still don't want to leave college
In looking all of u idiots, next day v ll be busy in our lives
In heartily respecting all those facilities who make me capable to earn this degree any how
In closing this speech with teary eyes

Tuesday, 23 August 2016

Me ,her, and mix fruit jam paratha

She raised her hand and said, "Ma'am, may I go to the washroom?"
Ma'am nodded, and she walked out of the class like a flash, making her way quickly.

It was a Maths lecture — my one and only favourite subject. I had scored full marks in Maths last year at my previous school. I still couldn't understand why Paa changed my school this year. Huh. I hated him for that.
New school, new standard, new classmates... but honestly, nothing excited me those days. Maa even bought me a new school bag when I entered 7th grade.
But as I remember that day, when I entered the classroom, I quietly settled myself on the third bench. I placed my new bag carefully — after all, I had stayed empty-stomach for a whole day just to convince Maa to buy it for me. (Though honestly, I can't really hate her for that. Nah, I don't.)

Oh! Ma'am completed one sum — so easy!
But where was that girl? It's been a whole sum and she still hadn't returned.
"Ma'am, may I go for water?" I asked.
She nodded again.
(Of course, dumbbo, I wasn’t really thirsty — just bored of her Maths.)

I made my way out of the class, whistling the new tune of Tokyo Drift I had heard last Friday.

In the next minute, I was at the canteen area for water. Then I thought — why not pass a few more minutes? Let's go to the loo.
As I returned from the girls' washroom area, I heard someone sobbing.
Why do girls always cry? I wondered.
Never mind.

I walked past... but after about three and a half steps, a thought flashed through my mind — maybe she's my classmate.
I turned back and knocked on the door.
No reply.
I knocked again.
Still no reply.

I left, thinking maybe it was the same girl who had left class before the first sum.

But then I heard the door click behind me.
I looked back — and yeah, I guessed right. It was her.

She passed by me, heading towards class, and I quietly followed her.
She sat at the girls' side, second bench, third seat.
I observed her throughout the lecture.

Suddenly, the bell rang. I checked the timetable — after lunch it was Social Studies.
"Boring. Good, I can sleep through it after filling my tummy," I told myself.

While having my jam-paratha, I kept glancing at her.
Why isn't she eating? I thought. Did she forget her lunch box? Maybe.
Should I offer her one of my parathas? Nah, I decided.
But something pushed me out of my comfort zone.

I walked up to her and said,
"Hey, you forgot your tiffin? Wanna have a paratha? It's rolled with mix-fruit jam — my favourite. Maa packs it for me. I was even called 'Paratha King' at my last school."

She said no, still staring blankly at the blackboard.

"Good! More for me then," I shrugged and started eating my last one.

Suddenly, she turned to me and asked,
"Previous school? Means you’re new here too?"

"Hmmmm," I replied, mouth full of sweet jammy goodness.

"Too? Means you’re also new here?" she asked again.

"Yeah."

"Which was your last school?" she asked.

"Nand Vidyaniketan," I answered.
"Oh! My brother is in that school!" she said.

"Hmm. Which class?"

"4th standard."

"Good," I said (not that I knew him — he’s just a kid; I was in 6th there).

"I miss my school," she said softly.

"You were crying in the washroom," I said.

"Hmm."

"Why?"

"I miss my friends. I don’t have any here."

"Neither do I, yaar. Wanna be my friend?" I asked, smiling.

"Hmm, okay," she nodded.

"Good! By the way, why didn't you eat lunch? You forgot your tiffin?"

"No, I have it... just didn't feel like eating."

"You should."

"Hmm, I think so. Wanna have one more mix-fruit paratha? I have the same as yours."

"Why not!" I grinned.
(Now that's the kind of friend I like! Maybe this friendship will last long.)

"Here," she said, handing me a paratha. She also started eating.

We finished our parathas just as the bell rang, ending the lunch break.
I went back to my seat, and when I looked at her, she looked back and smiled.
And so did I.

Sun to sun

"" that day, she was here , with me since d very sunrise,
We laughed ,giggled , fought, cried, smile, loved, hated
Had taste almost every feeling ,may be more than every,
Den we were sitting der , sky was purple, landscape was green, her eyes were blue, my heart was red,
She utter d word, ' I have to leave'
All I heard is LEAVE
I looked at her ,she was try to find end of horizon but I was, me!
She turned, as usaual her left leaned head , pitty cat eyes,
She was struggling to manage her hair coz of wind
Me, leaned to her and pushed her hair strip behind her ear,
She again said 'now I hv to leave'
And all I remember after that was we kissed
And we kissed kissed kissed ... Uptill next sunrise..
Where I hv tasted my all future-past-present births


Last of her

Another text

It's has been 3 years no single message I received from her ,
Those days when we were in to each other I literally could hear her voice in every single text I received from her, but now I even forgot her voice ,
Sometimes I think how it's possible to forget someone one love all his heart out, and rethink it's not about forgetting her but actually to accept the fact of fate that she never can be mine,
And anymore I say I am selfish and all but truth is no human can stay utterly selfish-less
At every end point of circle one will think about self and act of selfishness make you to what you even can't expect from yourself, so did I .
Lately I was thinking about those days when I used to send her text at the moment I woke up, text her at last moment of day.
But now! I don't have her glitch all day even for couple of days, untill someone say same name or I read her name at some sign board or elsehow.

Continue.....

Tuesday, 27 November 2012

From the drafts




from the drafts: 

da,
its 12.15 noon and its very hot out side, i'm seating in class , and its lecture of AE-I, and as regular no sir available to take class......
i m seating on my regular seat-2nd bench right corner.....we frnds having chatting, is more like insulting each other.....
but i m not in it, can get interested in it....
all i can think about is U... only U
i m remembering d day when we was in the lift, u me and others and how they were teasing us.. i wish all their teasing come true..
i m remembering d day when i was with u and u r doing maths and i was playing with card,  and u r crushing that pencil tip in ur lips when u got confused i wish someday my lips become that pencil tip
and i m remembering those all day we passed together

and heck i hv to go sir entered in class, i dont want to lose cell again otherwise we cant chat tonight

(back...back...back & msg saved in drafts)

Thursday, 11 October 2012

InvOluNtAry LOvE

“Krishna! Krishna! Krishna!”
That’s what my mind keeps chanting, what my heart keeps shouting.

My eyes are closed. I’m sitting somewhere—don’t know where. Memories rush past like waves: our first meeting, the second, and the third—when I foolishly proposed. She said no, of course. How could a girl say yes in just three meetings with a stranger?

Still, I waited—not for her reply, but for another chance to see her. Months later, we met again. She had forgotten the proposal, or maybe she took it as a child’s play. She liked me from the beginning, and I used that liking to turn into love. We never said it out loud, but yes—we rose in love. Remembering all this, I laugh quietly to myself.

Then, from my right, a sweet voice calls my name:
“Sagar!”

I open my eyes. Krishna sits beside me, holding my hand, her head resting on my shoulder, her puzzled eyes full of love, asking silently: Do you love me? I want to say Yes, my baby! but remain quiet.

She repeats, “Sagar!”—this time with a childish hint of anger. I gaze at her, stunned. She looks more beautiful than ever. Around us, I realize, is a seashore. The sun is half-set, painting the ocean gold and orange. Waves touch our feet before retreating. I wonder how we got here.

Again, “Sagar!”—sweet, but with a drop of impatience. I smile. How can she look so cute and dangerous at the same time? She reads my thoughts through my eyes and smiles back. Her anger melts away like waves returning to the sea.

She tilts her head, watching me. I ask, “What happened, Krishna?”
“Nothing.” Her smile brightens like the setting sun.

She runs her fingers through my hair—her favorite habit, one I never resist. She stares at the ocean, following the tides. I stare at her, wondering how someone could look this beautiful every single time.

“Krishna?” I ask.
“Hmmm?” she answers, eyes still on the horizon.
“Where are we?”
“Not we—you.”
“What?”
“Yes. You are here, but I always stay here.”
“Here? Where?”
“Ohhh, too many questions. Isn’t it enough that I’m with you? No matter where?”

And she’s right. With her hand in mine, nothing else matters.

Suddenly she asks, “Do you love me?”
“Don’t you know?”
“No. Say it.” Her cuteness leaves me defenseless.
“Well… actually not really—”
“Okay, bye then!” She pretends to leave.

I pull her back. “Of course I do. I’ve loved you since our first meeting. I loved you even more when you said no. I love you more than anyone could love anyone.”

She smiles, “I knew it. But I love you more than you can love me.” We both laugh, her eyes sparkling brighter than the ocean.

She whispers, “Sagar, I love you.”
“I love you too.”

She stands and pulls me up. We walk along the shore, hand in hand, her head resting on my shoulder. She hums a song I don’t recognize—I’m too lost in thoughts. Just yesterday, we had the worst fight, the kind that breaks things apart. We even decided to never see each other again. I unfriended her on Facebook like a fool. Knowing her, once she decides something, no one can change her mind. So how is she here with me now?

“Krishna, do you remember what happened yesterday?”
“Mmmm… nah,” she answers innocently.
“Seriously, we fought. We broke up.”
“Broke up?” She laughs. “You really think I’d be walking with you now if that were true?”
I sigh. “But I swear it happened.”
“Then it must have been a nightmare,” she says, smiling.

And so I tell her the nightmare…


The Nightmare

I messaged you: At park, 6 pm. Love you.
You replied: Be sharp. Okay, my baby.

I arrived late—6:45. You weren’t there. I called, but your phone was out of coverage. Just as I was about to leave, you entered. I rushed to you, scolding:
“How can you be so irresponsible? I’ve been waiting an hour! Where’s your phone?”

You cut me off. “When did you come?”
“6:05,” I lied.
“Really?” Your eyes sharpened.
“Yes… you told me to be sharp at 6.”

“Then you must know what happened here half an hour ago?” you asked.
“No…”
“A child fell from the swing, bleeding. I took her to the doctor, called her parents, and stayed with her. In the process, I lost my phone.”

I froze. “Sorry…”
You snapped, “No, I’m sorry—for coming on time, for helping that girl, for losing my phone. And sorry for your anger without reason.” A tear welled in your eyes.
“Krishna, I was teasing—”
“But you shouted without asking. And you lied.”

You pushed me away. “Enough. We’re over. Don’t call me again.”

I begged, but you walked away, mounted your scooty, and vanished.


Back on the shore, I finish telling her. We’ve walked into waist-deep water.
“So I broke up just because you lied?” she asks.
“Yes.”
“I’m not that stupid, am I?”
I laugh. “How can I know?”
“And you—idiot—how could you let me go?”
“What could I do? It was my fault. You would never stop if I tried.”

She looks at me seriously. “So if I say bye, you’ll just let me go?”
“Krishna, no! Of course not. It was just a nightmare.”

She smiles faintly, steps deeper into the sea, then turns to me.
“Sagar, whatever happens, whatever I say—never let me go.
And she dives under.

“Krishna!” I shout, jumping after her—


And wake up.
On my bed. Her photo on my chest. The clock says 5 a.m.

It wasn’t a nightmare. It really happened.
Her voice still echoes in my head: Never let me go.

I jump out of bed and rush to her place.

Wednesday, 30 May 2012

first day college excursion....... and shabby heart, beat first time


            After a powerful nap, I woke up and check time on mobile, its show 5:36 pm. It somewhat two hours that I was sleeping. I set alarm of 5:45 because it is very satisfactory to have a sweet little nap after you woke up……..and alarm rang on time I snooze it for more 10 minute because u know sweet nap funda,,,
            Finally, somehow I manage to wake up at 6:16, sit on my bed and realize that I just had done with my four years of engineering. And today was last day at college where we had submission of final year project, with remembering how I passed my day in college, last minute correction in presentation of project, fumbling during presentation, unanswered question by me to external faculty…. But over all its was good (at least I think so)
Simultaneously I check miscall on mobile, and as regular it was company’s call (who else can call me!) and same in massage, f**king promotional schemes; then put cell on charging coz my phone most of crying for charging for like 16 hours in day.
            I got up from my bed and kick my roomy and ask him to go for a tea, by hearing name of Tea all my roommates woke up automatically, coz who deny a tea for free, specially sponsor have a account at tea stall. In next 10 minutes we were at Pa-G”s tea stall, name is given by us coz stall is running by a sardar. Moreover, I order tea for all but in upside down cups and we all gone in crazy laughter
            After 5-7 mins, we got our cups, first sip good, second sip awesome, and third sip— hmmmm! What? It was Fz my roomy from EC started a topic as he always has something to say and many thing to argue…. So
He said: “so, here I am taking tea together with you all last time, because I m leaving for Home tonight”
I followed him: “yea, finally there will some relax time for us as u leave”
And 4th sip In, he give me wired look which clearly means how he was serious….you know some time you just look at your best friend and he understand exactly what you mean
I was quite than; but he gave us topic to talk there, and Dham speak as he raise his cup in air like he has some precious thing and showing us  “yap, bro its last cup of tea”, Dham- also a Genius engineer from same branch as Fz,
Now it’s time for an ITian of our room to spoke, Rv: “why last cup? we can also have a one more round; after all Sagar have account here!” he always have a option but it”s never make any sense…..and I nobbed although I want to say No, And then “J” one more from EC just shake his head, coz he always prefer to say nothing and that time concentrate on Tea.
Here I just ended half-cup coz it’s too hot and I prefer little cold tea, while all stared their second round, with first sip of second round J says “don’t know how we passed all four year here!” I want to correct him fu*king four year, but I did not.
 RV followed him: “yap, it’s seem like just a yesterday’s thing that I got admission here and…,”
Nevertheless, Fz cut him: “hmmmm, I still remember my first day in college! Do you?”
Dham: “lol, I didn’t present in 1st day of college!”
I: “but someday was your first day in college, Fz talking about our 1st day, not of college, stupid!”
Dham (with wired look at me): “ok, you Einstein, I remember. I think all of us remember that! “
We all nobbed. Moreover, J: “let’s share it, because we all don’t know each other on starting of college “
I thought “wow! How can J say something brilliant?”
I think he has a point, as we stand in round, its fz’s first turn to spoke and I was last. Fz started his “1st day in engg college story”, but I was not hearing him because I started thinking about mine.
I clearly remember date 4-aug-2008, very second day of friendship day, I was in college where I suppose to study engineering for next four year, from the morning when I leave hostel for college I was excited for very first day in college, I dressed well, pack my bag- pen, a book and a hanky too.
At college I found that all new comer were suppose to go in a big hall beside the library, I was like “now where the fuck library is?” and I answered myself:” lolls, library is beside of that big hall”. After minutes of hunting finally I was in meeting place, “fuck, I am late” and without permission I entered in, and sit near some random guy, than I realize some old man, named himself as a Trustee of college, addressing all new comers and describing their vision for future, for students….
I was really not in to that, and I raised my head and look around, for find any known face from hundreds of new student but I hardly got any, and that guy next to me look at me, disturb my hunting  and said: “hi, hmmm which branch?”
I think “all he is interested in branch, he not even asked my name” still I prefer to say: “hi, I am Sagar, mechanical”. And he just smiled, I cannot understand at what he smiled, as just casual! Or on my name! Alternatively, may for my branch! Moreover, I did not ask him anything not his name not even his branch.
After Vision of Future, some very well dress tall person address him as a faculty of mechanical give instructions for mechanical student where to go for classes after meeting. But I hardly understand a single word from him And student leave hall as per instruction. so as I, standing outside the door I was trying to remember what instruction was there  for mechanical guys, and turning here there I read “library” at my right side, “so this is library which is beside of the fucking hall” and I laughed under the teeth.
Walk to the library door and look inside, before I can make my eye to look in, my ears hear a Voice just behind me, the voice as sweet as I never heard. I don’t know but my ears dragged automatically to on that voice, and before my mind can understand what’s happening I turned my head around and start finding – form where that voice is coming, who is owner of that sweet voice.
Just at my left, I found a girl walking, and she was on the phone and I found owner of that Never heard that sweet voice. don’t know why but my leg automatically start follow her and my ears all on her voice, after some mille-second of hanged nervous system, finally I get my sense and understand why I am following her-coz she was so hearable for me…
She was going down-stairs and I followed her same, meanwhile I checked her (its man’s by default program to check a girl from head to toe if she is somewhat attractive in any sense). She wore full sleeve blue kurta, with silver color flower design all over and same silver colored chunni , with same blue color plain pajama, having note in right hand and pen was inside the note, wearing a simple white color sandal. Hair is straight at starting and curly at end and long enough up to her waist, she tighten her hair in pony tail which gives tremendous look for her from back. Her walking style is so perfect that it is easy to see her moving body part.
And still I was dragged behind her like a car dragger behind a towing after accident tighten by ropes, but in my case there was no any rope it was her Voice that make me follow her, I am not concern to what she was speaking, because whatever she spoke on phone  is sweet for me..In physics I learned “for every system there is a master pitch of sound to activate it” for Me, it is her Voice to activate my system, system that following her and without understanding her words just want to hear whatever she speak, she was still on her call. From her voice, her hair, walking and profile I start wondering her, her face and she from front, whatever I thought is as sweet as her voice, “shit! I want to hear her all day and night”, but for a moment I want to see her face.
And within a minute we reached at administration office from library door. (Yes, in just a minute I start using ‘WE ‘instead of ‘HER and me’). She cut her call and get in admin, I prefer to wait outside. I stand just oppose to admin door that I can see her as she come. I waited 5 min, than more 5 min, I was waiting for her , to come out from administration . . . Once I thought to go in admin , but what if she was just about to come out than we stuck at door and under my nose I can’t see her properly so 'bad idea’. It is all fun to wait for some one. Specially to just see her and more than that for very ‘first time’. Just in plenty of minutes. . She was at door
As I show her, my heart definitely skips some bits and I stared her as if I never saw a girl in my life, but ‘yes, I never see a girl like her so sweet and cute and beautiful and watchable she is’. I was staring her with all my eyes open, ‘she is more sweet and cute than I wonder’. Her eyes is much beautiful than her voice, it is brown and wide. She has flawless skin, her nose is cuter part and I would like to touch it and ask ‘is it for real? ‘she has even more sexy figure than what I noticed when I followed her, I don’t know if she knows this or not ‘but guys, see her first time either go in to coma for some minutes or fall in to love with her’ and I am on both things.
She was just three meter far than me, all I want to be just touching her or may be to kiss her chicks, hmmmm! May be hug her, I really do not know and she was there. On every blink of her eyes, I have a sweet little heart attack, it is kind of sweet pain but still I want to stare her just her and her.
In some plenty of seconds, she noticed Me, ME-with wired long hair, full frame metal specs, blue denim jeans shoulder bag and all this freak features guy look at her rather Stare at her like never see any Girl.
I can clearly read her facial expression while see came to know that I as staring her, First she got confused, in just seconds secondly she got Shy that all I can read on her face is Angriness and questions, Question-“why are you staring me like this?”, or “have not you see any girl before?”, or may be the famous one “Tumhare ghar me maa-bahan nahi hai kya?”, and then all she get mixed of all those mood.. I was laughing under my teeth while seeing her expression
And suddenly she took her cell out and start walking out of the college, I was there, get confused what to do, call her or follow her, I – I   I don’t know, and I just froze there seeing her left me behind. It’s not like that I don’t want to talk to her or want to know more about her but I can’t move my feet, not even an inch not even an millimeter.
And she left college, go out, I was there wondering what I had just done, why I don’t go to her and talk to her remembering her , her face , that eyes and her all mixed confusion expression on face…..
And suddenly someone disturbed me, I was ‘who the fuck are you?’ and see that face who sound my name, here is that Fokker Rv : “sagar, hey u stupid!... now it’s your turn to say your first day of engineering”
I stopped for a moment, realizing where was I, and what I m doing and i got come all back in present and I was asked to tell my story- First Day In Engg. College…..
            Take last sip of tea which get all cooled meanwhile and looking at all my roomies like I was about to start an Epic and clear my throat
“so my first day In college, like as regular days….
I clearly remember date 4-aug-2008, very second day of friendship day, I was in college where I suppose to study engineering for next four year, from the morning when I leave hostel for college I was excited for very first day in college, I dressed well, pack………..”

Thursday, 12 April 2012

Write something...being SINGLE is alwys fun ,no worries,no misery , no pain...but wat if we 

have worries ,pain and misery.. wen we feel lik having sum 1 who give there shoulder 4 u 2 

cry.. sum 1 who luks at u & says "u luk beautiful tday" ... sum 1 to hold ur hands inside theirs 

& say " i am here wid u always"... sum 1 who hugs u tightly... & says miss u ... sum... 1 who 

brushes ur lips gently & says "i luv u ".... and that sum 1 is the 1 who luvs u a lot ... then y do 

people say being single is fun....? so even if u dont luv any one at least let sum 1 luv u ...u may 

not need that sum 1 but that sum 1 needs u ...so love and be loved ...................... ( yahi pyar 

hai)

You know what?

I won't do anything which our conscience and values don't allow.

I just can't.

For the simple reason that I love you.

I know my limits and i promise nothing will happen to make you 

feel uncomfortable,nothing you will regret later.

I promise... Just be with me in this moment. ♥ ♥ ♥

"Aadhi nazam" (complete)

Aadhi si teri baateyn aadha sa tera pyaar Aadhi si rahi jo humari mulakaatey Aadha sa raha me Bina tere Aadhi si rahi jo humari mulakaatey A...