Life in army......

For you contours are easy to read than the city maps , 

You feel comfortable in jungles and get lost in metros. 

... For you time is in hundred hours, 

3 ' O clock is a direction, distance is always in multipals of hundred meters and you keep on loosing North. 

When people meet near pubs, cafes and discs. 

You meet near water tanks, bridges and culverts. 

For you Kenwood and Motorola are familiar brands and apple and blackberry are fruits. 

You never knew cars, mobiles and bikes also had series. 

The only series you know is the AK's. 

You remember names of all Tanzimes, but do not know the name of IPL teams. 

Stamps on your passport are of Congo and Sudan where as others go to US, UK and Japan. 

You remember the raising days, but forget the anniversaries and birthdays.

When others talk of CEO and COO,

You only know C with only one O.

For you lol and asap is greek and you even look for them in Appx 'c.

When others talk of Pune, Bangalore and Gurgaon you talk of Poonch, Lalgarh and Bongaigaon.

For you ,

The Safety Honour and Welfare of your Country comes first , Always and Every Time .

and women will be from venus always and every time.

For you green and blue are own, Red and pink are danger zones.

For you the choice of arms was more painful than the break up and chasing girls tougher than the march up.

You will travel 500 miles to meet her , But will expect her to walk the last five steps.

You can take darbar of 120 rusty men for three hours, But will be afraid to speak three magical words.

You will crack any code or language , But one line message of her's with few dots and exclamation marks will confuse you.

For all those who thinks he is a flirt ,

He will be the last man standing ,

True to his vows and words.

वो आँखें कुछ ढूंढती हैं ...

                          

वो आँखें कुछ ढूंढती हैं…उन लम्हों को फिर से जीने की तमन्ना देखती हैं..

कुछ जज़्बात हैं जिन्हें कहने की कोशिश करती हैं.. आंसुओं की नदियाँ दिल को थाम लेने की कोशिश करती हैं..

आईने में उसका अक्स आज भी दिखता है , हवा में उसकी रूह का एहसास आज भी महसूस होता है..

वो आज भी उन लम्हों को याद कर रोते होंगे , उस दिल के किसी कोने में हम आज भी बसते होंगे .. 

वो कह तो दें की वो हमारे हैं , उसके बाद उनके सारे ख्वाब उनके सामने होंगे..

भीड़ में आँखें एक ही चेहरा ढूंढती हैं , उन लम्हों को फिर से जीने की कोशिश करती हैं …

दिल कहता है साथ यहीं तक था , ज़िन्दगी में ठहराव और भी हैं ..

ज़िन्दगी कहती है यह तो एक इम्तेहान था , कमी तो शायद आज भी है ..

उन तरसती निगाहों से तो कुछ पूछ की किसको ढूंढ रही हैं , उन आँखों से तो पूछ जो कुछ सवाल कर रही हैं ….सबका एक ही जवाब है की ज़िन्दगी आज भी इंतज़ार कर रही है..

F1 : The most memorable experience of speed

F 1 - a two letter name to the outside world but a lot more to those who follow it religiously every year…Its more hooking than drugs or anything of that matter. The sound of the deafening engines sound like the chants of arti in a temple, the efficiency of the pit crew puts even specialists behind. 11 years ago when I started watching it, 5 years back when I was jealous to see my friend watch the US Grand prix from the grandstands, I told myself….one day I am gonna watch it…LIVE…

For the past 18 months I followed each and every development damn close…the news, the construction, the nod, everything..the feeling was just like being promised a long awaited present. The excitement reached a peak in april when the deadline came in july. Each and everyday passed like ages. Getting the approval for tickets was not easy task from home with the cheapest ones being sold out and parents not agreeing to such a a huge amount “just for a car race”?. It was not cricket. But who cared? I don’t watch cricket so never cared. Nevertheless it was left to me , “do as u feel like….its your money”. I just closed my eyes and listened to my heart. It said, “ Buddy, this is the moment you had been waiting for all these years. It’s a lifetime opportunity. Think of all the legends you have admired all these years. Think Ferrari - your fav. of yesteryears, think schumi, the god , on whose retirement you left watching watching f 1, he`s back, in india, in the f 1 car, think Force India- your fighters, the team who has been giving you reasons to celebrate for the past 2 years with points, the only team who is draped in the colours of india, the only team who can make your wildest dream of hearing the national anthem on the podium possible. Plus you`ll be a part of history. Something achieved rarely. Think speeds @ 320 kms. I opened my eyes and said “YES”.

  

Tried talking to the others also , but it was just me. Side by side my buddy ashwin kept the pestering on through messages, “ go for it. Duniya ki kyun sun raha hai?? Paagal hai kya?? Abbey tickets khatam ho jayenge , yeh chance dobara nahin aayega.” The day I decided to book the tickets I called him online and we spent 2 hours looking at the layout of the track and deciding on the best view and stand. The final selection burned a hole in my pocket but it was worth it, more than worth. The excitement and passion had reached such a crescendo that I packed my bags and left for delhi just 2 day after diwali. The race meant something to me. On the day of the race, it felt like Katrina was about to propose to me. More than me, it was the others who were pushing me to go. First it was the call from the parents, then friends. Armed with a camera and a 4 gb card inside, I set off to the most memorable day in my life. Everything went off smoothly until the bus started moving. I left at 12.30 with the race scheduled at 3. I thought that I had plenty of time…I was so wrong….. that day it felt like the whole country wanted to see the race…damn the jams. It was all crawling at a snail`s pace. The media frenzy about f 1 30 days before the race had created quite a frenzy. They were first expecting another CWG mess, but the astounding track just turned things around and the rush just built up.

The jam went for kms and kms with no end in sight…it looked like the country was having only one thing on their minds that day – speed, and I was cursing beneath my breath whenever I was the time on my watch. Never ever in my life had I watched so many broken down cars on the roads…45 , some with punctures , overheating engines etc. I reached the venue just 25 minutes before the start of the race. Looking at the watch, capturing snaps of the huge crowd (never expected 95000 to turn up for the race) , scouting the entrance gate, sprinting to the gates, getting frisked at the gate, allowed entry , searching for the seat…it was all like a super marathon against time. I never ever wanted time to slow down this much before… Carrying a force india flag just sat down on my seat and tried to gauge the happening damn quickly. When I was outside the gates, all I could hear was the live commentary and thought that maybe the race had started but when I finally got down to my seat I realized that the warm up lap was about to start in 5 mins. My mind just went into overdrive…what should I do?? Should I capture the crowd ? Or the track ? Should I just close my eyes and soak in the sound of the f 1 engines? Should I start clicking from the camera? Pics or videos ? Majority what ? Should I look at the track or the giant screen infront of me showing the rest of the track? Should I listen to the voice of steve slater whom I have heard for so long ? Should I shout on top of my voice on the sight of the first car ? What about the earplugs ? 

So many things were running through my mind…I was going totally crazy because I knew that this was one moment I had waited for so long.. I wanted to savour each and every moment. For the probably first time in my life pretty gals took a backseat and all I thought was F 1. For them it might be just another outing , for me it was passion, a chance whom few get to be a part of history. The loudest cheer went off when the cars started lining up on the grid for the start of the race. Whatever I had watched for so many years on the tv screen happened on the giant screen right infront of me….the teams clearing the track, the safety car pulling up behind…the magical 5 red lights coming up and the golden words “ And when they go out , The Indian Grand prix is a Go !!” . That moment just brought tears into my eyes.. When the roar went up on the green light, I just joined in on the top of my voice….emptying my lungs. The race started and so did my work with the camera…zoom in, out, in, out, video, pic…. The various combos and permutations just kept on going on as I did not decide what I will capture…all I wanted the cars and speed.. the giant screen in front of me served as a perfect zoom in spot for every details, the track and happenings captured without zoom. Was a tough job capturing a car in a single frame but luckily got some rare shots as well…3 cars in a single frame… Filling up 3 gb of camera, decided to give the camera a rest and just watch the race with the eyes…I knew I had captured enough memories to keep me happy for this lifetime. Soaking in the environment after the race ended, realized one thing – u have favourites when u watch it on tv, when you watch live you have only one favourite – the race.

Made a 4 hour travel back, terribly exhausted but the most delighted ever. Have kept the 3 day tickets safe and even the earplugs… when I think of the season 2012 I remember one line..I`ll be back….which stand I don’t know? With friends or someone else , I don’t care , but for…. The race, to hear the national anthem before the start of the race, to see the drivers parade, to see force india get a p 1 so that the world can hear the winners anthem, to enjoy speed @ 320 kms again… this blog and this experience would not been possible for 2 of my buddies- Ashwin, for pestering me to go for the tickets , to tell me to savour the moment inspite of not making himself to the track, for being super excited after the race , for reminding me to the fact that I was going to be a part of history and to Mohsin – to tell me to forget somebody and concentrate fully on the race, to live the life fully during those few hours. Thank u guys specially and everyone who was either friendly or jealous…I just loved that Sunday….

Signs to Know She Loves You

Given below are some ways to know if she likes you and wants to carry on a long-term relation with you: 

* If she cares for you and always take interest in your activities then she truly loves you. 

* If you come to know from her family and friends that she often brags about you shows her love for you. 

* If a girl tries to get closer to you by touching your hands, shoulders or cheeks means she likes you. 

* If she keeps staring you when the conversation is on depicts that she likes you and want to say something but is shy of that. 

* When a girl blushes on your talks and keep praising you in front of your friends then she loves you. 

* When a girl does not respond to the messages or calls given by you it means she is trying to avoid you. 

* If she doesn't want to declare it in public or make some excuses when caught by your close friend in public by saying, “ he's my friend”, shows her disinterest in you. 

* If she never praises you and keeps counting flaws in you means she's trying to dissolve the relation by taking these flaws as the base. 

* A girl is deeply in love with a guy is she accepts his family no matter how they are. 

* When she talks to you very nicely after a long time means she is in need of you and is talking to you merely for your company as she has no other solution. 

* If she always encourage and motivate you to go ahead with your plans then she is an ideal lover and is sincerely attached with what you want from your life. 

* If she wants to spend some time with you and want to help you out in every project or assignment means her love for you.

Colors talk

Red is exciting, stimulating and sensuous. Use it to grab attention and communicate strength. But use it wisely, as it can be distracting and tiring.

A red tie for a man can project power; a red dress or suit for a woman can denote a very strong character and may be too vigorous for a meeting where a calm atmosphere is essential.

Pink on the other hand is feminine, soft and delicate for women, friendly and warm for men in shirts and ties. Go with red for power and pink for delicacy.

Pink is feminine, soft and delicate

Lovely for evening, pink and other pastels are also good for work shirts and blouses to wear with darker suits. Young girls should avoid wearing pastel dresses if they want credibility in the workplace. 

Orange is a cheerful, invigorating, warm and exotic colour. Best worn in darker, spicy shades and earthy colour combinations for work, it conveys richness, creativity and uniqueness.Glorious in beautiful silks and saris, it brings out the best in caramel skin tones.

Orange is a cheerful, invigorating, warm and exotic colour. Orange's parent shade yellow is always sunny, bright and uplifting. Use it to create a sense of excitement, newness and fun outside work as a sporty and evening colour.A man's yellow tie can give a flash of colour but ladies, if possible, avoid it in large quantities for work.

Green is quiet, peaceful and gives a restful feeling. It suggests cleanliness, wellbeing and organic, especially with white. Teal, an exquisite blue-green can convey sturdiness, elegance and endurance. 

Blue is wonderfully cool, serene, sincere, trustworthy. A conservative colour, loved by nearly everyone, blue conveys value, reliability, loyalty and dependability. It is no accident that it is the most popular colour for business people's shirts and suits, politicians' ties, airline uniforms and interview attire. 

Purple, a close but grander relative of blue, projects luxury, royalty, spirituality and ceremony.Purple shirts and ties are more creative, beloved by the PR, artistic and graphics crowd. 

Use Black to suggest power and dominance as well as elegance and sophistication. Black suggests power and dominance

Grey is conservative, businesslike and intelligent and brown is perceived as strong, reassuring, powerful and inspires confidence. Again, it looks best in textured fabrics and rich Indian prints.

Your colours speak volumes about you. Use the wrong colours and you can convey the opposite message to the one you intend. If you want to claim a high level position, better not wear yellow, orange or red.

Navy, black, charcoal or mid grey will be more likely to get you to the next interview for a position in a conservative company. Blue and white shirts are always safe choices and a red tie gives a powerful flash of colour. These are international business guidelines. You might take heed if you want to get ahead. 

Respect her .........

Tomorrow you may get a working woman, but you should marry her with these facts as well.

Here is a girl, who is as much educated as you are; 

Who is earning almost as much as you do; 

One, who has dreams and aspirations just as you have because she is as human as you are;

One, who has never entered the kitchen in her life just like you or your Sister haven't, as she was busy in studies and competing in a system that gives no special concession to girls for their culinary achievements 

One, who has lived and loved her parents & brothers & sisters, almost as much as you do for 20-25 years of her life; 

One, who has bravely agreed to leave behind all that, her home, people who love her, to adopt your home, your family, your ways and even your family ,name 

One, who is somehow expected to be a master-chef from day #1, while you sleep oblivious to her predicament in her new circumstances, environment and that kitchen 

One, who is expected to make the tea, first thing in the morning and cook food at the end of the day, even if she is as tired as you are, maybe more, and yet never ever expected to complain; to be a servant, a cook, a mother, a wife, even if she doesn't want to; and is learning just like you are as to what you want from her; and is clumsy and sloppy at times and knows that you won't like it if she is too demanding, or if she learns faster than you;

One, who has her own set of friends, and that includes boys and even men at her workplace too, those, who she knows from school days and yet is willing to put all that on the back-burners to avoid your irrational jealousy, unnecessary competition and your inherent insecurities; 

Yes, she can drink and dance just as well as you can, but won't, simply Because you won't like it, even though you say otherwise 

One, who can be late from work once in a while when deadlines, just like yours, are to be met; 

One, who is doing her level best and wants to make this most important, relationship in her entire life a grand success, if you just help her some and trust her; 

One, who just wants one thing from you, as you are the only one she knows in your entire house - your unstinted support, your sensitivities and most importantly - your understanding, or love, if you may call it.

But not many guys understand this...... Please appreciate "HER" ...

Just cant let her go.................

For months, I've played this game

Acting like it doesn't hurt

Each time I hear her name, 

...Ignoring what's inside of me 

Pretending I've moved on 

As if the feelings I once had 

For him are somehow gone, 

Spending each and every day 

With happiness and laughs 

Forgetting all our memories 

Avoiding photographs, 

But last night when I saw her in my dreams, 

For the first time since she left 

My heart stopped for a moment 

I couldn't catch my breath, 

When suddenly it hit me 

As the tears started to flow 

That even after all this time 

I just can't let her go !!!

इस रात के आँचल से .....

इस रात के आँचल से एक तारा तोड़ के लाओ न ,

फिर आकर मेरे पास मेरे दामन पे उससे सजाओ न ..

एक अरसे से यह आँखें सोयी नहीं है , तुम आकर मुझे सुलाओ न ..

वो आवाज़ सुनने को तरस गया है दिल , तुम कहानी कोई सुनाओ न …

इस रात से भी गहरी मेरी तन्हाई हो गयी है , आ जाओ कभी , सीने से मुझे लगाओ न … 

सुनकर जिससे मैं ख्यालों में खो जाया करता था , आज फिरसे वही धुन गुनगुनाओ न …

कभी भीगना चाहूँ बारिश में ,कभी छूना चाहूँ फलक को , मेरी मासूम तमन्नाओ को अपनी चाहत बनाओ न …

और कितना इंतज़ार बाकी है मेरी किस्मत में , अब तो मुझ से मिलने आओ न …

कुछ अपनी कहो कुछ मेरी सुनो , कभी मुझसे रूठो, कभी मुझे 

मनाओ न …

कोई खता हो गयी है तो मुझे माफ़ कर दो ,इस तरह बेरुखी से 

मुझसे नज़रें फिराओ न …

क्या है दिल में तुम्हारे एक बार कह दो , पर इस तरह चुपचाप मेरी 

ज़िन्दगी से जाओ न …

कोई गम है तो दे दो मुझे , तुम मेरी ख़ुशी ले लो , पर मेरी खातिर 

तुम एक दफा मुस्कुरा दो न ..!!

When ........

When i see any couple...i see u and me....us, together, untill the end,

When i feel the wind on my face, i sense your breath

When i feel the warmth of the winter sun, i miss the confinement of your arms

When i cross a road, i yearn to hold your hand

When i hear my name, it sounds incomplete when it doesn`t have your voice! you`ve taken me over totally and i have surrendered myself wilfully to you.......

Love: All a boy can do for a girl.... My 22 special.....

This is something i wrote for a person very very special to me.... she left behind only pain for me.... this is my way of saying what i could do for her.... forever...for the lifetime... This whole was sent in 2 hours in some 22 sms text space... I have nicknamed it "22 special". I am sure nobody can even think so far as to what i wrote..this is pure reality and for all boys, guys even if you do even 10% of whats written in here, your lady would be the happiest in the whole world...try it and stick to it...coz i will... Whatever people may say about girls these days but deep down inside this is what every girl wants..  I just hoped that she could have understood this from her heart....

I always dream of the moment when u`ll be besides me whenever i`ll miss u, even before I could think about u ur name would flash on the screen, walking together u`ll stop a few steps behind me and laugh when I will realize this and look around to find u, u’ll come into my arms and give me a big reassuring hug, even though u r looking beautiful beautiful in every dress u`ll ask me everytime the same thing- achaa batao main kaisi lag rahi thi and I will always say- tumhein dekh kar seeti bajaane ka mann kar raha hai, u`ll be mostwaiting for my bday wish on ur bday at exactly 12 in the night, whenever we`ll have a fight and i`ll try to cheer u up u`ll look at me with a smile and say shut up, entering into any shop and u`ll be searching for that bar of choclate, when sick u`ll be assuring me that everything is ok and u r fine, at valentines day u`ll look forward to my surprise eagerly, in d evenings u wud be eagerly for me to return home and i`ll love the smile on ur face and the gleam of your eyes whenever i`ll return home tired but seeing u there would be no exhaustion and u`ll instantly go crazy on seeing the red roses in my hand,I know i`ll have to make some really silly excuses and a lot of effort when I did not fulfill any promise I made to u, to c u happy i`ll pick up a fight with u deliberately and I know that u`ll go to bed all crying and in d meantime i`ll take the next available flight to u and in d morning when u`ll open in d door on hearing the bell I will be there with ur fav. Flowers and a box of tissues….ur smile would instantly say that I have been forgiven, i`ll take u to show the india I have seen, u know i`ll be the most happy on seeing ur smile, u`ll excitedly show me ur newest experiment in the kitchen, by the expression on my face u`ll try to gauge the success of the dish, Sundays would be all for me and u`ll take the rest u need, once in a while u`ll go out with me on a romantic candlenight dinner and we`ll remember the days passed by, i`ll be more of the traditional person and u`ll be more of the modern gal, u`ll eagerly try to learn my customs and traditions and i`ll make sure u do it fully, on d night called as karvachauth even before u would know I would be on fast as well , the wait to see each other after the whole day would have its own charm, i`ll be the stricter of the two parents and the kids will run to their beloved mother everytime, u`ll give me a glare to leave the kids alone and all I could do but to stand there amazed smiling to myself, u`ll be there to calm me down whenever I would have had enough, u`ll ask me as to whether there is another girl in my life and i`ll reply in d affirmative saying “yes our daughter” , u`ll know that u`ll be the one finalizing the names when needed and after some arguments u`ll emerge victorious, u`ll still cuddle at nights, and i`ll cuddle u, in d mornings i`ll wake up early just to see u sleeping so soundly and will make sure not to wake u up so that I could admire u in the sleep, u`ll also keep sleeping knowing the fact fully that I am seeing u, i`ll make the life more beautiful for u and u`ll always remain my angel......love you !!! 

Delhi diaries : The day i almost got kidnapped or Kidnapped.......

Few moments come in everybody`s life which either become the turning point of their lives or the most humorous ones. The main headline of this post might have have you in shock initially but the incident , although a small one would surely bring a smile to your faces. It all happened one delhi night. I was returning from office and was supposed to get down at Govindpuri metro station and wait for my mamaji to come and pick me up..

He knew of the time i used to reach there and told me to wait untill he came there to pick me up. He was a classic case of who comes first waits... So i got down from the station and glanced towards the road and saw a white Dzire parked there ( same as mine) and in the same spot as my mamaji used to park without the headlights. So i got to the road , opened the front door and sat on the seat. I said to mamaji " Chaliye", threw my back on the backseat and reclined my seat a little. After few moments i realised that the dashboard was different and the car was not moving at all, i thought that maybe he was busy on the phone. A voice then startled me " Wo to theek hai magar aapko jaana kahaan hai?"......  Then i looked towards the person next to me and saw that he was another one. I said to myself aloud , " Gaadi to wahi hai yeh andar se kaise change ho gayi?"... to which he replied , " wo isliye bhai sahaab kyunki yeh meri hai". Then it occurred to me that the vehicle make was the same, colour was the same but the number plate was not as it was some another car and i had boarded it thinking it to be mine. Then i told him the whole situation and he also had a hearty laugh. I got down saying sorry to him. That person must be around 32 years of age and by the looks of it was married.

When i got down , after 10 seconds mama came and the first question which i put up , " Aap 30 second pehle nahin aa sakte they kya?". Confused he asked me the reason and i told him. When we got moving, i waved my " Kidnapped person " by hand gestures that this was my car and he too nodded and smiled... For the first time till home both me and my mamaji had a more than hearty laugh talking about the condition that person must have been on realising in the few moments that he had been virtually kidnapped.  I was thinking what i should consider myself?? The alleged kidnapper or the target ?? the same situation was being thought of about that hapless chap.. Breaking the news home, all had a cool comedy show.... everybody had a healthy dose of laughter. 

Since that day, few rules have changed... although mamaji still never uses the headlights to signal the position of the car when he comes to pick me up, but i first look at the number plate before i get into it....eachtime, everytime..... cause i really dont know what ransom to take even if i kidnap one by mistake again....

कभी ......

कभी अपनी हँसी पर भी गुस्सा आता है ...

कभी सारे जहां को हँसाने को जी चाहता है ..

कभी छुपा लेता हूँ ग़मों को दिल के किसी कोने में ..

तो कभी किसी को सब कुछ सुनाने को जी चाहता है ..

कभी रोता नहीं दिल टूट जाने पर भी ....

और कभी यूँ ही आँसूं बहाने को जी चाहता है ...

कभी हँसी सी आजाती है भीगी यादों में भी ...

तो कभी सब कुछ भुलाने को जी चाहता है ....

अच्छा लगता है आज़ाद उड़ना कहीं ...

और कभी किसी की बाहों में सिमट जाने को जी चाहता है ..

सोचता हूँ .... हो कुछ नया इस ज़िन्दगी में ...पर कभी बस ऐसे ही जिये जाने को दिल चाहता है

Love or arranged marriage??? The question just goes on...

This question implies the classic war going on between the two ways of getting married or the one most preferred. The experienced generation goes in for the arranged way but the young blood prefers love.... what do i prefer??? I would go in for love for sure, but would be damn excited if can get it as "love cum arranged"... my heart says just love a person and then bring her into your life forever...tough task doing it the other way round, then it seems as a compulsion as in now you have to, no matter what.

What sets me against arrange marriages??? The fact of the girl being paraded all dressed up before an unknown family, asking the groom to choose her if he likes her, the girl is absolutely reduced to a mere exhibition item everytime she is refused for some reasons. She also has a heart , some feelings, she also gets hurts when rejected , doesn`t she have a right to choose, after sometime she also begins to think that there maybe some fault with her  for the reason that she is not accepted. The fear of being accepted in a totally unknown family scares her to an extent. Some might say the alternative is to pick and choose from the hundreds of photos. The result there is also the same and how can one can choose a person or decide to meet just by looking at a  picture? Even the most gorgeous angels have an attitude problem and even the most simple looking girls are total stunners....

You also cant list out the various qualities you would like in a girl and then go out on a hunt mission to find `the one`. Majority of times you cant put your feelings in words, so cant explain what you are looking as some qualities you can only see by looking but they dont come to your mind when asked... When it takes time to make friends , how is it possible that you can choose a partner in maximum 2 meetings.. Depending on the time untill the marriage takes place, you`ll have to use up your spare time to know about him/her on the phone... unecessary shyness and courtesy , minds would be forced to "fill in the necessary details" , the talks would become more of a standard procedure than a natural process... and thats what i dont like about arranged marriages...

Love marriage is what is the world to me. It gives me the power to be me with someone damn special, the person who reached my heart , made me feel that i cant live without her, the person who has seen the extremes of my mood swings and even then stood by myside, the person who is my best friend in the whole world and the best support system , an irresistable aura which makes her only mine....err..... thinnk i should stop now,,,,this is so much that the space would eventually finish but not the feelings, the emotions.. and everyone who reads this would vouch for the fact that each and every word here is true..  

In comparison to arranged, atleast you know the person from the bottom of the heart, might be that you must have kept away your most sensitive side away for post marriage but this would do....its cool... Making it into a love cum arranged takes it into a whole new level. The boy knows the importance of the girl in his life , the importance of love, the importance of that Yes from the girl first and then from BOTH  families, you know your efforts have borne fruits, too sweet for diabetic people but who cares about them?? The boy just goes extra sensitive and caring now and the girl becomes more relaxed..

Love gives you the power to tide over any adversity...because you know the person for whom you are doing all this is standing by your side, every second , every moment... They all say that the love in love marriages is diluted after the first few years but i challenge that its you who has to keep the romance alive in your marriage..Agreed, getting the girl of your choice is an Acomplishment but the further Enchancement is in your hands. Getting your "Love" in your marriage is the most special thing to happen to that person... the ones who are still single want their love to become their life partner... in exchange, even if you ask for all their beloved things they`ll happily give you their everything.....just for that ONE person. Thats the power of a person, the power of love, the happiness of getting one and only dream fulfilled...

The love in a love marriage would give it an edge, everytime !!!

Awesomely sweet...

A sweet conversation between a boy and a girl after breakup…

Girl: Ur new GF is pretty…( thinks in mind , is he really pretty than me??)

Boy : Ya she is…( thinks, but u r still d most beautiful gal I know…)

Girl: I heard that she is funny and amazing !!( all the stuff that I wasn`t)

Boy: Sure she is ( but she is nothing compared to you..)

Girl : Well I hope u both last…!! (v never did)

Boy: I hope too…. ( What happened to me and u…?????)

Girl: well I gotta go…. (b4 is start to cry …. :-( )

Boy: Ya me too… ( I hope u don’t cry….)

Girl: Bye ( I still love u and miss u badly )

Boy : C u later ( I`ll never stop loving u….never dear !!)

Love is always beautiful when it is true…!! 

Never let it go…its not easy to get !!

The day the rickshwallah said " Go your girlfriend is waiting" ....

We come across so many incidents in life which truly put so many smiles on our face whenever we think of it...this incident is a small one in a chain of events which happened with me when i was in jaipur doing in mba...ah !!!! what days then... that particular day i really came to know that how even an ordinary bread owner can forgo something for something which does not relate to him in any way.. and that day i also started believing in luck and staying the ground untill i could do that .... that was an eventful sunday for me.

I just did not know but something had really upset my mood on that particular day...after the usual sunday, i just decided to go to see a movie which was 13 kms from my hostel and thew irony to the whole fact that i did not go to the one which was just 10 minutes from my hostel gates. I was damn disturbed so i decided to go and watch " Jab we Met". I did not have the ticket, didnt care about the weather ( damn hot) , didnt think it was a sunday and very less chance of me getting the ticket. I knew the price of the ticket only. I started my journey just 90 minutes before the start of the show...I had to board the bus, reach there , buy the ticket and all in this time only.

I boarded the bus and sat peacefully. Called up some friends and asked for the show timimgs. It was 6.15 p.m. and i was there in the bus at 5.10 p.m. and still a long way off. When i thought that i might make it on time , then a bolt from the blue and the bus developed a snag and got stuck. ands i was cursing beneath my breath. I just did not want to miss out on the movie anyhow. After a total of 15 minutes the bus started and i thanked god. The  distance between the drop point and the hall was not more than a mere 600 metres but with time surely not on my side i just could not afford to take the walk to decided to hail a rickshaw. The fare my friends had told me would not cross " 5 rupaiye se ek rupaiya bhi zyada mat dena be". I got down from the bus at the stop and caught the eye of the first rickshahwallah that i met... telling him the location and when i asked the fare, he said "10". Dont know what came into my mind and i said to him.... " Dekh Bhai, is waqt meri jeb mein 5 ka sikka hai change, wahaan meri girlfriend ticket liye khadi hai, main pehle hi late ho chuka hoon, tere chakkar mein zayada time waste hua to wo pakaa jaan le legi..." After 5 seconds he said "theek hai Baitho".

Believe it or not, he covered the distance in 4 minutes flat....when i got down and dug out the coin from my pocket he refused it saying, " Girlfriend Intezaar kar rahi hai na?? Jaao".... Now that was truly unbelievable....and the fact that needs to be kept in mind...i had no gf...that was a fluke for the time... Shock no. 1. Now i received the second shock when i went upto the line...only one window for guys and gals and that too crowded....with time running out it seemed like ages before i would move even an inch. As the line started to move i started hearing rumours which are prevalent with every superhit movie...no more tickests, all sold out etc... On any ordinary day, i would have left as soon as Iheard these things but that day my mid was really not working and i thought to hang in there and try and i was sure i would go back to the hostel even if i had to catch the late night show... the person at the counter was refusing tickets at will, dont know what happened when i came to the counter...i came to the counter and asked for a ticket of the show which was to start then..he asked me for the price of the ticket which was the next class price...i had the cash ready and i got the ticket.. others lost out and i got it...

That day so many unexpected things happened that i was totally clueless..totally awed....even after so many years i dont know what should look forward to from that day? The line by the rickshawallah, the "just hang in there buddy" attitude of mine , or the reaction from my hostelmates when they learned that i had gone to watch a movie all alone and returned so late...i am still searching for my answers even to this day...