As we Live...we Learn.....[Ctrl + C , Ctrl +V ]

Not My Story but its just worth to read.....!!!!


Friends,
A rich man Amir Chand had a pet dog Rambo. He had servants who took care of it very well. However, the dog did not quite enjoy the meals provided to it. Like any other human being, Rambo too wanted a change. One day it left the house and wandered on the street to look out for tasty food. Unfortunately every time Rambo found tasty food, other dogs would fight it off him. You see, he was unable to fight the street dogs. Disgruntled, disappointed, seething at the unfairness of the other dogs being better fighters than him, unable to accept he was not fit and fast enough, he was unlike any sad dog you would have seen in your life.
However, Rambo's life was about to change.
On the way back home, a few meters before from Amir Chand’s bungalow, just outside the garbage bin, Rambo came across a dried lifeless bone. Being in a hurry, besides being hungry for self-esteem and health, Rambo bit the bone.
While chewing the bone, its gum started bleeding. Unaware of the blood being its own, Rambo liked the taste of the bloody bone. Rambo thought that the blood was coming out from the bone and started chewing it with great enthusiasm. The blood flow increased. Dizzy with the taste, numb with hunger, intoxicated with the discovery, having recovered his bruised self-esteem, Rambo became feverish with excitement. Jumping around, its teeth holding the bone steadfast, Rambo wanted to juice every drop of the blood from the bone.
A wise dog passing by, looked at Rambo, barked and said, 'Hey stranger! The blood is coming from your gums and not from the bone; it is only a dried bone that you are chewing.'

Rambo looked at the wise dog with disdain and said, 'Until I bit the bone, my tongue had not tasted blood! Only after biting this bone, I came to know this taste. So, the blood is coming from the bone. You cannot trick me! I am not leaving the bone for you'"

Saying so, Rambo bit the bone more ferociously. The more it liked the taste of the bloody bone, the more he sucked on the bone. The more Rambo hurt himself.
This way of enjoying was Rambo's logic. This is dog logic!
Where ever I go, nowadays the discussions hover around 'What are your plans for new year's eve?" Travel plans are being made, tickets are being booked, groups are being formed, places and parties are being identified, shopping is being done, elaborate plans are happening. In about ten days’ time, we will move on to a new year. Liquor is going to flow like crazy. For many people the idea of having fun is to get drunk with alcohol.
Think for a while! Is there any difference between the dog biting the dried-bone and us human beings gaining pleasure from cigarettes, alcohol and other abusive substances?
As you read the story about Rambo did these words cross your mind - "Poor Rambo! “
If I happen to meet you on New Year's Eve, looking at you will the same words cross my heart - "Poor _________".
I pray not.
Take care. Have fun. Please avoid having fun while chewing the bloody dried bone. You deserve a better life! Your family and friends deserve a better you.
For those of us who are not into alcohol and other abusive substances, it will be worthwhile to think what our bloody dried bone is. Is it ego? Is it money? Is it our possessions? Maybe it is our looks? Maybe our degrees and qualifications? Whatever it may be, let’s drop it as we march into 2012. Let’s stop enjoying the taste of our own destruction and blood. May 2012 be the best ever year of YOUR life.


As we Live...we Learn

Something about Life..... :)

When i got enough cnfidnce. . . D stage wz gone ! ! ! Wen i wz sure of losing. . .i won! ! ! Wen i needed ppl d most . . . Dey left me ! ! ! Wen i learned to dry my tears. . . I found a shoulder to cry on ! ! ! Wen i mastered d skill of hating. . . Sumbdy startd loving me ! ! ! N when after waiting for dawn,i fell asleep. . . D sun came out ! ! ! Dats wot z lyf :)



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Life is not About Riding BMW & Mercedec, But about 3 friends on a single vehicle riding round the City.....

Its not about 75 Rs Coffe at CCD , But many friends togather sharing 10 Rs dairy milk and Still enjoying....

Lyf is not about boasting about a 350 Rs movie Ticket,But about a few Friends buying 50 Rs ticket & wondering ki popcorn kaun khilayega......

Life is not about eating in TGB and Waterside, But its about to Enjoy 1 beriyani shared with 7 Roommates......

Lyf is not about 1.5 Ton AC in 45 degree, But its about sitting on over bridge at the 3:00 am in hot summer night.....

Lyf is not about talking with one GF for more than 2 hours, but its about managing to reply 5 friends on cell msg..7 on Facebook and 5 on yahoo messenger at same time.......

Lyf is as cool as u want...........have a rocking life,,,,my all dear friends....

What's on your mind!!!

Just few days back one advertisement was constantly pinging me on almost every channel where ranbir was giving some lecture with punch line "Keep it Simple silly!!!".

I am not huge fan of ranbir but i just loved this punch line. Why to complicate our life when we have other options available!!

Missing someone from bottom of your heart? … Call him/her

Dying to meet someone … Invite him/her

Wanna be Understood?(of course to someone) … Explain and make it clear

Have to many Questions ? … Ask them before your mind assume something

Don’t like it ? … Say it on face

Like it ? … Share it immediately

Want Something ? … first deserve it then only desire.

Of course you will not have courage of doing few or any of these stated item. And most of the time you might be updating above things to your Facebook status.... right?
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After all Facebook status message is having bloody tag line "What's on your mind?"

Nobody will know what’s going in your mind. You will write for someone and someone else will take it for her/him self and all things going to messed up.
Its better to express rather than to expect them to assume exact meaning.

If you already have the ‘No’,Take this risk of getting the ‘Yes’.

There is one famous saying in some language...(yes of course language doesn't matter as of now... :P).

If you gamble you might loose, but if you don't you will never win.

So just don't complicate your life by doing all above mentioned funny stuff just keep it simple and enjoy the life.

Cause i believe and know that "We have only one life but if we do it right one is more than enough".

Key of Happiness!!!

I got this mail in morning. Find it quite meaningful. Just sharing it with you. Don't know about author of this little story but who ever he/she really deserves credit. :)


****************The Burnt Biscuits (Story)*****************
When I was a kid, my mom would prepare special breakfast every now and then. And I remember one night in particular, after a long, hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that biscuit and eat every bite!

When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I'll never forget what he said: Honey, I love burned biscuits.

Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned.

He wrapped me in his arms and said, Your Momma put in a hard day at work today and she's real tired. And besides - a little burnt biscuit never hurt anyone! You know, life is full of imperfect things.....and imperfect people. I'm not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else.

What I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each other’s faults - and choosing to celebrate each other’s differences - is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.

And that's my prayer for you today. That you will learn to take the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of your life and lay them at the feet of God. Because in the end, He's the only One who will be able to give you a relationship where a burnt biscuit isn't a deal-breaker!

We could extend this to any relationship. In fact, understanding is the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-child or friendship!

Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket - keep it in your own.

God Bless You..... now, and always....

So Please pass me a biscuit, and yes, the burnt one will do just fine.!.!.!.!
And PLEASE pass this along to someone who has enriched your life...

Applicable to all of us :- Sometimes in life we feel so blue

Couldn't resist my self from sharing this poem written by someone.

Touchy lines ..... it gives you boost to live happily with whatever you have in your life. And believe me sometimes we all need it.

Sometimes in life we feel so blue,

But some1 somewhere is not as happy as u,

Somewhere far at the border when a soldier sleeps,

Missing his loved ones he silently weeps...

Somewhere a mother painfully sighs,

Because her new born baby did not open her eyes,

Somewhere a poor dad silently cries,

When he sees his son begging for a bowl of rice.

Somewhere in an orphanage a little gal is sad,

When she misses her mom and dad.

At times a reason to smile, u may not have any,

Say to yourself that you are happy than many..

Because life is beautiful and its not always blue,

Need someone somewhere is not as happy as you...

Word Smith - Anagram ... Nice way to kill a time!!!

Take a look at following list of words. They are co-related to each other and they have something in common to be present in this list as well.

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Dormitory = Dirty Room

Dictionary = Indicatory

Schoolmaster = The classroom

Listen = Silent

Madam Curie = Radium came

A telephone girl = Repeating "Hello"

Evangelist = Evil's Agent

Astronomers = Moon starers / No more stars

Postmaster = Stamp Store

A telescope = To see place

The eyes = They see

The ears = Hear set

Desperation = A rope ends it

I run to escape = A persecution

The Morse Code = Here Come Dots

The Meaning of Life = The fine game of nil

Slot Machines = Cash Lost in'em

Conversation = Voices Rant On

Mother-in-law = Woman Hitler

The Detectives = Detect Thieves



I was just surfing through internet in free time and some how i was dragged to a website which deals with Anagrams Click Here to visit.

Yes these all listed words are anagrams. Its really fun to see meaning of other word which is anagram of original one. Specially those are in strong font are really funny one.

Addicted to something - Not an issue!!!

You are addicted to Facebook. I heard this line 10th time of a day. Now that's enough for a day. Let me tell you a bitter fact - We all are addicted to something or some person.

Let's put it this way...

"We all are addicted to something ....which take away the pain...."

Let's be honest to answer the question :

What do you do normally after tiring office hours ?
1. Talk or chat with your girl friend/ Boy friend . (If you are lucky enough to have one).
2. Play with your little one and make funny gesture to get smile on their face.
3. If recently merried then fighting and making up with each other.
4. If you are gujarati and living out side of gujrat then 100 % you will go for some hard drinks.
5. If you are far away from home and living lonely then you might get connected to some virtual world of social networking.
6. If you are fan of Jackie chain and Rambo then you might go for gyming and kung-fu.
7. If you are tech crazzy and geek guy then you might jingle with some weird OS and buggy coding kind of stuff.
8. If you are sas-bahu serial fan then you might turned on TV before removing your shoes.
9. Somebody of you just crazzy after movies and TV serials then you start your lappy and head phone.


There are many more to be added in list in short you all do something which makes you happy. Which take away some pain from you... Which give you reason to smile though a very little and temporary but still you can't leave doing it.

Yes i am too addicted. I am addicted to one smile. I am addicted to one ringing voice. I am addicted to one crazzy sharp mind. But its nothing wrong in getting addicted. Because at the end of the day We all are addicted to something ....which take away the pain....!!!!

A GOOD JOKE ON A BAD RESULT !!!(Ctrl+C , Ctrl+V)

A mom passing by her son's bedroom was astonished. The bed was nicely made and everything was neatly packed. She saw an envelope by the bed. It was addressed "For Mom". She opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands. The letter went... "Dear Mom, It is with great regret that I am writing to you. I had to run away with my girlfriend because I wanted to avoid the scene with Dad and you. I have found true love in her and want to spend my entire life with her. Don't worry Mom. I am 21 years old and I know how to take care of us. Someday we shall come and visit you so that you get to know your grandchildren." A tear trickled down as she read on. "Mom, none of the above is true! I am at our neighbour's house. I just want to remind you that there are worse things in life than my results on my desk. Call me when it is safe for me to come home!"

Its happen only in India!!!!!

Life in India is alwayzz changing...
where Number of suicides > no. of children born everyday,
where people are cared more about Facebook status than their lives,
where people worship cricket more than God,
where even the educated people follow the dhongibabas,
where the youth is only concerned about fame and status...rather than their true identity..
a place where mango man...aam aadmi is surrounded by tensions, rising prises, new budget, his future, dreams, ambitions, success, love, relationships, sex , cricket, career, entertainment, marriage, latest trends, bollywood, saas-bahu serials,reality, fb, twitter, scams, suicides, corruption, pollution, global warming,disasters,etc...etc...
and still sumhow manages his job and home...:)

Betain Lamhe ( Ctrl+C,Ctrl+V)

Finally i got a answer of a question :-

What do you wants to become after being elder?
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Answer :- Little Again

And some nice lines of course i am the worst poet ever born on earth so these are not my lines but simple Ctrl+C and Ctrl+V from my inbox. :)

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Kuch Saalo baad Pal Ye BahUt YadAyenge,
Jab hum Apne Apne Mukaam per Pahuch Jayenge,
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Akele jab bhi Honge,
sath Guzare Hue Lamhe yaad Ayenge,
.
Paise to bahut honge shayad,
par Kharch karne ke Lamhe kam ho Jayenge,
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Aaj Zyada Msg Aane se Gussa hote hai,
kal Ek-Ek Msg ko Taras Jayenge,
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Ek Cup Coffee Yaad Dosto ki Dilayegi,
fir Sochte Sochte Aankhe Nam hoJayegi,
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In Palo ko Mil kar Dil Khol kr Jeelo Yaar,
kyunki Zindagi in Dino ko fir nhiDohrayegi. .

Out Of Box Thinking (Active QA Mind)

Here’s someone thinking like QA:




Sure, the keyboard, mouse, and data import features are some of the several obvious ways that data gets into your system. Are there any others? Scanners perhaps? Photo recognition or OCR?

You’ve got to be devious to be a tester whom I respect.

Snowball Effect of your thinking.

Did you ever wake up in the midnight just thinking of assignment to be submitted [/ Client call] on next day or any other personal commitment due next day?


Then you start thinking in detail, you don’t know much about subject and teacher [/client, project manager] is also rude. Then suddenly you start thinking about next term exam of that subject. Then it leads you to thinking about result of exam and then finally all thoughts land on placement and then life [and it’s quite possible that you think about wife too… ;)].

In short it will be ended up with wasting 3 to 4 hours of sleep which leads to lazy and hazy morning. Whatever we call it in our regional language but in psychological terms this could be termed as snow ball effect. You might have seen cartoon films where somebody throws little snowball from top of the hill and it ended up with giant size snow ball which destroys many things.


It is necessary to stop that snow ball on initial phase to stop disaster [/major damage]. Here are the few things which can stop this snowball effect of your thoughts. The only solution of this is to notice what's happening in your head before it's getting late and your continuous thoughts have a chance to build any kind of momentum. Earlier you catch, easier to stop otherwise it will drag you it.


Here in our case you can just put a reminder in your cell phone about assignment and can maintain to do list in diary [Of course diary cause or else you will turn on your laptop for outlook and then end up in wasting few more hours in chatting with girlfriend which is also one kind of snow ball effect….But we will not discuss it here…. ]. Once your note it down then just forgot it and sleep. This will lead you to wake up with some fresh thoughts [and sometimes solutions too]. You might be a very busy person but so what everybody here are busy and fighting a hard battle. Just try this, its effective [Of course only if you have ever come across such issues... ;)].

I am not critisizing wommmmeenn...but Faccccct is Facttttt.... :p

How a man withdraws cash from the ATM:

1) Park the car
2) Go to ATM
3) Insert card
4) Enter PIN
5) Take money
6) Drive away

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How a woman withdraws cash from the ATM:

1) Park the car
2) Check makeup
3) Turn off engine
4) Check makeup
5) Go to ATM
6) Hunt for ATM card in the purse
7) Insert card
8) Hit cancel
9) Hunt in purse for chit with PIN written on it
10) Insert card
11) Enter PIN
12) Take cash
13) Go to car
14) Check makeup
15) Start car
16) Stop car
17) Run bck 2 ATM
18) Take ATM card
19) Back 2 car
20) Check makeup
21) Start car
22) Check makeup
23) Drive for a mile
24) Release HAND BRAKE :P

Gujju ----> Business

One day in a school in London, a teacher said to a class of 5-year-olds…

I'll give 10 pounds to the child who can tell me who was the most famous man who ever lived."

An Irish boy put his hand up and said, "It was St. Patrick."

The teacher said, "Sorry Paddy, that's not correct."

Then a Scottish boy put his hand up and said, "It was St. Andrew."

The teacher replied, "I'm sorry, Hamish, that's not right either."

Then a Jewish boy put his hand up and said "David",

The Buddhist boy said "Gautama Buddha" and the Muslim boy said "Mohammed".

They all were not successful.

Finally, a Gujju boy raised his hand and said, "It was Jesus Christ."

The teacher said, "That's absolutely right, Jignesh, come up here and I'll give you the 10 pounds that I promised."

As the teacher was giving Jignesh his money, she said, "You know Jignesh, since you're a Hindu Gujarati; I was very surprised you said Jesus Christ."

Jignesh replied, "Yes. In my heart I knew it was Krishna ,but Bijness is Bijness!!!!!!

Moral : Talk the language which listener (Customer) wants, not that which you know.

Faith is the only bird that sings ......

"Faith is the only bird that sings when dawn is still dark...."

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"The world thinks I am crazy,
Sometimes even i do............
When the smoke from my cigarette puff,
Paints a portrait of you......."
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Day and night i spent with just one thought in mind....


Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit.
Or cause Tree didn't ask her to stay.


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Sunset and the evening star,
Made a Clear call for her,
May be there is no morning bar,
i start the journey from there with adios to far and far......

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Sooner or later we all discover that ,
the important moments in life are not advertised ones,
not birthdays,graduation,weddings,
not even the great goal achieved....

The real milestones are less possessing,
They come to the door of memory....

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Its not really presence of someone,
That brings meaning to life,
But its a strong desire to feel absence of someone,
Who left.....gives meaning to life....

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I find it too difficult to fall in love...
because people can't accept me the way i am...
and i can't do the same either......

Its like mix and match game.....
I tried out all combination...
and i stand out to be unique one..... :(

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Biti hui zindgi ki,
Bus itni si kahani hey....
Kuch hum barbad hue..
kuch aapki maherbani hey....

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If you be too sentimental...
life is too hard to lead...
And if you be too practical..
its too much though to maintain relationships...

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I wasn't THAT drunk.......

Boy-"I wasn't THAT drunk.."

Friend-
"Dude you were in my pool trying to find nemo!"
"you asked ur girlfriend if she was single"
"You were arguing with yourself, over the phone n got upset wen you hung up"
"you were in my closet yelling, "where is narnia?"
"You have twice jumped from your bed...with screaming 'Muje meri sakti wapis mil gayiii.......[Spiderman]"
"you were throwing rocks at my cat screaming "GO PIKACHU!"
"you hugged a man with a white beard and cried DUMBLEDORE YOU'RE BACK!"..:D :-D
and still.....you are saying this..... :P

@after routine days at office

@after routine days at office. I am in cab going back to home.



9 hours at office and 13 hours at home.....best part of my day is journey. From office to home and home to office....... Sharing cab with some big name of company.....

there are always some good persons and some bad persons....but i m very lucky to always have very good persons around me.....company,school...college...every where....



I laugh....i enjoy....but at the end i learn lots of things.....mostly good things......but its fun to learn few bad things... ;)



Being a youngest member i need to stay silent sometimes......but i love to stay like that ......

There are some great people around me.......i respect them.... .....



General Discussion :-

In our small, tired world, there's too little space for anything. And then we cram in terrorism, recession, traffic jams, politicians, elections, pink slips, climate change, crop failure...and the most important..........



Its really good to listen their experience about life ...personal or professional life. There is someone who help me to get out of shock and sadness......





One thing i can say is.....

"Be polite....Everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle...."



And conclude with.....some great lines......from someone....


"Hated by many.... loved by the most....in the end Respected by all.....

----> Akss004

Just think....what if life was a-la-carte and we have option to choose

Life is becoming hectic now a days. Everyday starts with something to learn,something to teach and Something to do.Every morning is similar.

A dark side of early morning....
1. Big aunties running on the road.
2. Old uncle with his black dog.
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And me on the edge of killing someone....

Ever wondered, if life was a-la-carte and you had an option to choose, what you want from & in your life.How life will became easier and enjoyable.

My choices are very clear (well its not clear in any way);-)

A Job of my choice(Yes you guess it right...professional Gamer)
I wanted to live alone on some island with continuous power & Internet ;-)
No connectivity with people until I wish to.
Loads of time to think about my self.
No answer ability to anyone :D(Specially to girls)
Loads of books to read (other than written by me :P)
Loads n loads of money(Dont know how i will spend it on that island but still i want)
Able to eat everything of my choice and in bargain no weight gain ;-)
One chance meeting with Aishwarya Rai(Dont wanna add bachhan at end)
A published book of my own

I guess God would be sweating after seeing my wish list ;-)

But am sure that given a choice most of us would opt for unlimited supply of mullah & less work to do. However imagine how the world would be if we all choose not to work.So if everyone has same amount of luxury than no fun of having it. So always we want something more than others have and that things ultimately make us happy. Not the unlimited money or power.


I guess that's the very reason that we are not given an option to have everything we want. And even if we break rules and do everything that we want God has ways to make things even.

Wooo....its again damn sunday afternoon and i was day dreaming again. I know such things never gonna happen but still nothing wrong in preparing your wish list what you will choose if life was having a la-carte option.

1 Weekend,1 Day & 2 books....

1 Weekend,1 day & 2 books....yes,one weekend,one day and one challenge I gobbled up two books. Both from contemporary Indian authors and about youngsters.

Bowled & Beautiful, heard about the book in someone's blog and knew this is my kind of book. Generally i love reading in regional language and i can proudly say that i have read almost all novels of Harkishan Mehta,Gautam Sharma,Kanu Bhagdev,Navneet Sevak , H.N.Golibar and many more. English novels are always 2nd preference. But once i have started with five point someone from Mr. Chetan Bhagat. I could not resist myself to read similar novels from other authors also.

Authored by Subhasis Das (another engineering guy into this book writing),this book is a story of Chris,(basically an engineer who is professional cricketer now) a guy his love,his college life...how he has enjoyed his golden days of life with Salman,Zulu,Mahek,sahshi..and Arvind. Oops i forget to mention one more character actually two characters. Tanu and his so called boy friend Alex. How they 6 made to gather a group called as 5 stars. Yes you have read it right. They 6 friends made a group named as 5 stars. Then its fun to read how they all to gather plan and help Chris in achieving his love. At some point of time i feel that story was not having that punch due to language used. And word 'Samaj' for gujju community was not quite understandable.

The book falls in the category of a masala entertainer and chick lit. You name it and the book has it, be it humor, a TDH guy, romance and the religion of our nation yes you guess it right Cricket. And give some lessons too.

Yes once don't dare to write a diary & second never miss any carrier opportunity for an girl. Ha ha ha...just kidding 3 stars ratting from me.

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The 2nd one is Oh shit not again by Mandar kokate is a good book worth reading, the english is not very tough,,one can understand it easily.the lead character of the story RAJ,,is best around whom the whole story goes n the most hillarious thing about
him is that he always puts himself into the trouble whenevr he tries to do somthing..and 1 more thing i read about raj’s father only in the begining but i didn’t found his mention anywhere else.the 1 character which i hated ws of SAM- the cheap creature.......lolzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz bt he was the only 1 who contributed to raj’s troubles.........so its fine with him...it made me laugh more..lollzzzzz

Given the theme the book is bound to be compared with Five Point Someone and am sure the author would insist it is different but after reading both the books I'll only say it has nothing new in it.


All in all an average book.
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Something about our generation....

In this world of Facebook and twitter...our basic requirements are changed to air,water and internet..... morning prayers are replaced with "sweety sweety sweety tera pyar...." and hands are folded only to hold mobile phone....

We are selling our friends for cash on 'Date Trap' and testing our loved one on 

'Emotional Atyaachar'. We show our love and sacrifice on 'Axe Ur Ex'.

21st century is full of Reality shows wid nothing REAL in it, Too many well-designed houses yet BROKEN HOMES,

Attractive & Beautiful Faces yet the UGLIEST HEARTS. 

Its full of Smart People,
Brilliant Minds,
Ambiguous Diplomats yet lack the common touch of HUMANITY....



In earlier days,
lovers hardly talked 2 each other yet they experienced ETERNAL LOVE whereas 2day we spend countless sleepless nites talkin or textin 2 each other yet finally end up with a BREAK-UP

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Our generation is having so many ways and means of communication but almost nothing to communicate.

The closer we come,
the farther we go.



A
 1 line msg is far easier than personal presence on special occasions.



We are all Men & Women but just by wearing a Being Human Tshirt, we dont become Human :)

Rocking song with my touch......

Purani tie aur kitab..
class ki last bench aur mere yaar..
wo sirf break mein jaagna
aur so jaana in physics class..
wo coke peena canteen mein jaake
wo karna baatein in almost all d' class
bas yaadein yaadein yaadein reh jaati hain..
kuch choti choti baatein reh jaati hain .....
bas yaadein.....
pahunchna skool main hamesha late....
wo kehna mam ka"Ishtanding out of the class"
wo andar se doston ka kehna
"hame bhi bahar bula le yaar"
wo jaake comp. class mein gappein ladana...
wo karna bunk
assembly ko yaar......
papa ka daantna.....
wo kehna mummy ka "maaro bhi yaar..."
"mujhe to sirf nazar aata hai ...
jahan mein beta mera hi bekar..."
wo dil mein sochna kar ke kuch dikha dein
wo karna planning roz nayi yaar
cycle test ke kabadi marks.....
wo likhna sheets par akshar do chaar.....
wo paana tohfe mein teacher ki gaaliya.......

bas yaadein yaadein yaadein reh jaati hain....
kuch choti choti baatein reh jaati hain .....
bas yaadein reh jati hai !

One Small Love.....(Read it somewhere....)

In our small, tired world, there's too little space for anything. And then we cram in terrorism, recession, traffic jams, politicians, elections, pink slips, climate change, crop failure...and the most important....break with GF/BF.....



Where do we draw the line?



Stop, for one small moment...

Think one small thought...

Do one small deed...

Say one small word...



Draw the line. And put the smile back on the face of your day.



One Small Love. Go on, spread it around.





"We have only one life...but if we do it right once is enough.....more than enough......"

How engineering boys are Despo after girls....

Gal calls a boy



trrin trrin



Gal : hello baby..



Boy : ohh jaan bolo...



Gal : kaha ho yaar subah se koi ata pata nahi....



Boy : arre hum to khoye huye hain aapki aankhon me..



Gal : abhi kya kar rhe ho?



Boy : tumhari pic dekh rha hu,kahi aur man hi nhi lag rha....



Gal : maine to tumhe koi pic di hi nhi...



Boy : are mere dil me chapi hai barso se...



Gal : bt hum to parso hi mile hai pehli bar...



Boy : tumhare bina ek pal bhi barso ke samaan hai tina...



Gal : tina? ye tina kaun hai? main to nisha hu.



Boy : lagta hai tumse baat karke sab bhul jata hu....



Gal : Tum John ho na?



Boy : gharwale to Akshay bolte hai,bt wo galat ho skte hai tum nhi...



Gal : ye 9979949928 hai na.



Boy : Tha to nhi bt abse hai.. :) :D :D...

Why We Make Friends…

Why We Make Friends…
‘Coz They Understand
Just By Looking In Ur Eyes.
‘Coz U Can Say Something Stupid
Or Xpose Ur Deepest Secrets To Them.
‘Coz They Believe In Ur Dreams,
No Matter How Silly They May Seem.
‘Coz They Love U For What U r’
N finally…
‘Coz Everything U Do Together
Becomes A “MEMORY”

Nice Lyrics....Poem

Chhoti-chhoti chhitrayi yaadein
Bichhi hui hain lamhon ki lawn par.
Nange pair unpar chalte-chalte
Itni door chale aaye
Ki ab bhool gaye hain –
Joote kahan utaare the.

Aedi komal thi, jab aaye the.
Thodi si naazuk hai abhi bhi.
Aur nazuk hi rahegi
In khatti-meethi yaadon ki shararat
Jab tak inhe gudgudati rahe.

Sach, bhool gaye hain
Ki joote kahan utaare the.
Par lagta hai,
Ab unki zaroorat nahin.

Some Cool thought.....

"Koi ni wat ma padto nathi,
Etle koi ne nadto nathi,

Je ghadi e je malyu te manjoor che,
Aam to hu bhagya sathe ladto nathi,

Kone chhalkavya nazaro na Jam ne,
Aam to hu Jam ne adto nathi,

Ham che haiya ma etle ...,
Thokaro khav chu pan padto nathi."

Unanswered Question.....

As Words Flow across the screen....

Relationships are discussed....positions dreamed....

Frustration intensifies......

You say fate has brought together ...But circumstances are keeping us apart..

Will fate and circumstances ever left us to be as we were in Past????

Khush hu main,.,,,,,

Zindgi hey choti har pal mei khush hu,

Failure mei khush hu,
ghar mei khush hu,
office mei khush hu,
raste mei khush hu,

aaj sabji nahi hey daal mei hi khush hu,
aaj bike nahi hey do kadam chal ke khush hu,

aaj dosto ka sath ni hey kitab padh ke hi khush hu,
aaj koi naraz hey mujse uske is andaz se bi khush hu,

jisko dekh nahi skta uski awaz se hi khush hu,
jisko pa nahi skta uski yaad mei hi khush hu,

Beete huye pal ki yadon mei khush hu,
aane wale kal ke sapno mei khush hu!!!

Aaj Sath denewali Girl Friend nahi hey,
Girl Friend wale dosto ki khichai karke hi Khush hu.

"Everything is Pre-written........

"Everything is Pre-written,Nothing can be Re-written...so Live the Best and Leave the Rest...."



Dear all,

Wanted to share this special story with you.... Like a lot of things in life, it's much easier said than done but this is where faith and perseverance comes in.

Happy reading…

….Once there were three trees on a hill in a wood. They were discussing their hopes and dreams when the first tree said "Someday I hope to be a treasure chest. I could be filled with gold, silver and precious gems. I could be decorated with intricate carving and everyone would see the beauty."

Then the second tree said "Someday I will be a mighty ship. I will take kings and queens across the waters and sail to the corners of the world. Everyone will feel safe in me because of the strength of my hull."

Finally the third tree said. "I want to grow to be the tallest and straightest tree in the forest. People will see me on top of the hill and look up to my branches, and think of the heavens and God and how close to them I am reaching. I will be the greatest tree of all time and people will always remember me.."

After a few years of praying that their dreams would come true, a group of woodsmen came upon the trees. When one came to the first tree he said, "This looks like a strong tree, I think I should be able to sell the wood to a carpenter." and he began cutting it down. The tree was happy, because he knew that the carpenter would make him into a treasure chest.

At the second tree a woodsman said, "This looks like a strong tree, I should be able to sell it to the shipyard." The second tree was happy because he knew he was on his way to becoming a mighty ship.

When the woodsmen came upon the third tree, the tree was frightened because he knew that if they cut him down his dreams would not come true. One of the woodsman said, "I don't need anything special from my tree so I'll take this one" and he cut it down.

When the first tree arrived at the carpenters, he was made into a feed box for animals. He was then placed in a barn and filled with hay. This was not at all what he had prayed for. The second tree was cut and made into a small fishing boat. His dreams of being a mighty ship and carrying kings had come to an end. The third tree was cut into large pieces and left alone in the dark.

The years went by, and the trees forgot about their dreams. Then one day, a man and women came to the barn. She gave birth and they placed the baby in the hay in the feed box that was made from the first tree. The man wished that he could have made a crib for the baby, but this manger would have to do. The tree could feel the importance of this event and knew that it had held the greatest treasure of all time.

Years later, a group of men got in the fishing boat made from the second tree. One of them was tired and went to sleep. While they were out on the water, a great storm arose and the tree didn't think it was strong enough to keep the men safe. The men woke the sleeping man, and he stood and said "peace" and the storm stopped. At this time, the tree knew that it had carried the king of kings in its boat.

Finally, someone came and got the third tree. It was carried through the streets as the people mocked the man who was carrying it. When they came to a stop, the man was nailed to the tree and raised in the air to die at the top of a hill. When Sunday came, the tree came to realize that it was strong enough to stand at the top of the hill and be as close to God as was possible, because Jesus had been crucified on it.

The moral of this story is that when things don't seem to be going your way, always know that God has a plan for you. If you place your trust in Him, He will give you great gifts. Each of the trees got what they wanted, just not in the way they had imagined.

"Leaf's departure is because of Wind's ........

Notes:- This one is not my story not even my creation .... :)


Tree
People call me "Tree". I had dated 5 girls when I was in Pre-U. There is one girl who I love a lot but never dared to go after. She didn't have a pretty face, good figure or an outstanding charm. She was just a very ordinary girl. I liked her. I really liked her. I liked her innocence, her frankness, her intelligence and her fragility. Reason for not going after her was that I felt somebody so ordinary like her was not a good match for me. I was also afraid that after we were together all the feelings would vanish. I was also afraid other's gossip would hurt her. I felt that if she were my girl, she'd be mine ultimately & I didn't have to give up everything just for her. The last reason, made her accompanying me for 3 years. She watched me chase other girls, and I have made her heart cry for 3 years.
She was a good actor, and me a demanding director. When I kissed my second girlfriend, she bumped into us. She was embarrassed but smiled & said, "Go on!" before running off. The next day, her eyes were swollen like a walnut. I did not want to know what caused her to cry. Later that day, I returned from soccer training to get
Something & watched her cry in the classroom for an hour or so. My fourth girlfriend did not like her. There was once when both of them quarreled. I know that based on her character she is not the type
that will start the quarrel. However, I still sided my girlfriend. I shouted at her & ignored her feelings and walked off with my girlfriend. The next day, she was laughing & joking with me like nothing happened. I know she was hurt but she did not know deep down inside I was hurt too.
When I broke up with my fifth girlfriend, I asked her out. Later that day, I told her I had something to tell her. I told her about my break up. Coincidentally, she has something to tell me too, about her getting together. I knew who the person was. His pursuit for her had been the talk of the School. I did not show her my heartache,
Just smiles & best wishes. Once I reached home, I could not breathe. Tears rolled & I broke down. How many times have I seen her cry for the man who did not acknowledge her presence? During graduation, I read a SMS in my hp. It said, "Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to Stay"
Leaf
People call me Leaf.
During the 3 years of Pre-U, I was on very close terms with a guy as buddy kind. However, when he had his first girlfriend, I learnt a feeling I never should have learnt - Jealousy. Sourness to the extreme limit. They were only together for 2 months. When they broke up, I hid my happiness. But after a month, he got together with another girl.
I liked him & I know he liked me. But why won't he pursue me? Since he loves me why he didn't he make the first move? Whenever he had a new girlfriend, my heart would hurt. After some time, I began to suspect that this was one-sided love. If he didn't like me, why did he treat me so well? It's beyond what you will normally do for a friend. I know his likes, his habits. But his feelings towards me I can never figure out. You can't expect me a girl, to ask him. Despite that, I still wanted to be by his side. Care for him, accompany him, and love him. Hoping that one day, he will come to love me. Because of this, I waited for him. Sometimes, I wondered if


I should continue waiting. The pain, the dilemma accompanied me for 3 years. At the end of my 3rd year, a junior pursues me. Every day he pursues me. He's like the cool & gentle wind, trying to blow off a leaf from
a tree. In the end, I realized that I wanted to give this wind a small footing in my heart. I know the wind will bring the leaf to a better land. Finally, leaf left the tree, but the tree only smiled & didn't ask me to stay. Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit. Or cause Tree didn't ask her to stay.
Wind
Because I like a girl called leaf. Because she's so dependent on tree, so I have to be a gust wind. A wind that will blow her away. When I first met her, it was 1 month after I was transferred to this new school. I saw a petite person looking at my seniors & me playing soccer. During ECA time, she will always be sitting there.
Be it alone or with her friends, looking at him. When he talks with girls, there's jealousy in her eyes. When he looked at her, there's a smile in her eyes. Looking at her became my habit. Just like, she likes to look at him.
One day, she didn't appear. I felt something missing. I can't explain the feeling except it's a kind of uneasiness. The senior was also not there as well. I went to their classroom, hid outside and saw my senior scolding her. Tears were in her eyes while he left. The next day, I saw her at her usual place, looking at him. I walked
over and smiled to her. Took out a note & gave to her. She was surprised. She looked at me, smiled & accepts the note. The next day, she appeared & passes me a note and left. It read, "Leaf's heart is too heavy and wind couldn't blow her away." "It's not that leaf heart is too heavy. It because leaf never want to leave tree." I replied her note with this statement and slowly she started to talk to me & accept my presents & phone calls. I know that the person she loves is not me. But I have this perseverance that one day I will make her like me. Within 4 months, I have declared my love for her no less than 20 times. Every time, she will divert away from the topic. But I never give up. If I decide I want her to be mine, I will definitely use all means to win her over. I
Can’t remember how many times I have declared my love to her. Although I know, she will try to divert but I still bear a small ray of hope. Hoping that she will agree to be my girlfriend. I didn't hear any reply from her over the phone. I asked, "What are you doing? How come you didn't want to reply?" She said, "I'm nodding my head". "Ah?" I could not believe my ears. "I'm nodding my head" She replied loudly. I hang up the phone, quickly changed and took a taxi and rush to her place & press her doorbell. During the moment whe.she opens the door, I hugged her tightly. Leaf departure is because of Wind pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay...
Moral
In love, we win very rarely, but when love is true, even if you lose, you still win just for having the tingle of loving someone more than you love yourself. There comes a time when we stop loving someone, not because that person has stopped loving us but because we have found out that, they'd be happier if we let go....Why do we close our eyes when we sleep? When we cry? When we
Imagine? When we kiss?
This is because THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THINGS IN THE WORLD ARE UNSEEN.
There are things that we never want to let go of, people we never want to leave behind, but keep in mind that letting go isn't the end of the world. It's the beginning of a new life. Happiness lies for those who cry those who hurt, those who have searched and those who have tried. For only they can appreciate the importance of the people who have touched our lives.
A great love? It's when you shed tears and still you care for them, it's when they ignore you and still you long for them. It's when they begin to love another and yet you smile and say, "I'm happy for you." If love fails, set yourself free, let your heart spread its wings and fly again. Remember you may find love and lose it, but
when love dies, you never have to die with it.

The strongest people are not those who always win but those who stand back up when they fall. Somehow, along the course of life, you learn about yourself and realize that there should never be regrets,
only a lifelong appreciation of the choices you've made.
Loving is not how you forget but how you forgive, not how you listen but how you understand, not what you see but how you feel, and not how you let go but how you hold on.
It's more dangerous to weep inwardly rather than outwardly. Outward tears can be wiped away while secret tears scar forever. ..
It's best to wait for the one you want than settle for one that's available. It's best to wait for the right one because life is too short to waste on just someone.


The key to everything is patience.

One Year Before........entering into this so called professional world

The all new world we had to see....
Unaware of what we are going to be...

The excited feeling in our heart to explore.......
And we found that studies are not our part any more....

The canteens acted as an amusement shore...
The class rooms remained empty and we were always ready on the Floor

With heavy heart and empty mind we gave exams...
After the freaking nights.. late morning were those stupid exam alarms..

Those scarcity of books and imp xerox to make..
Calling up scholars and say hey friend please teach me for my sake

Than too the papers had codes full fake..
A 'C' grade also felt like a cherry on cake....

Untidy hairs and Zip locked lips during Viva.....
Even the teachers were left in dilemma....

I still remember Those Bus misses in mornings...
Had nothing to do but Shuttle hangings...

I tried to cry when I couldn't take any more
But my friends Supported me n taught how to roar

Felt to Quit the system many times
but some where i could find some Rhymes

Really got pissed on the technical learning
but but but managed to take out the earning

the Road i traveled was not a road in fact
i was loitering and i forgot the education pact

No No No m still not the one who can type the codes
But i can say...codes n codes found me MY true roads

Cheers to all the heads who are graduates
will miss you guys get me some beer crates!!!

Respect to NIRMA!!
Thanx all my friends!!


Its not MUNNA BHAI MBBs..............Its AKASH BHAI B.TECH...........



Kedi number: 06BIT004 relesed.............

About Me.....

Hey...y r u readin dis??:O
==>>U knw me??
==>>U wna knw me??
==>>Readin widout ny rsn..!!:P

Wt so evr is ur reason bt u hv already spent some of ur seconds in readin dis...So allow me to steal few more seconds frm ur lyf...:D

M kinda person who belivs in "ME" only...
I knw some Ppl cl me silent....but i believe in doing it then...talking abt it....
I knw, some Ppl cl it attitude..bt I cl it Self-respect,nd I think evry1 shd hv it...!!

I cn say dat M Enigmatic..nd I dnt lyk 2 b solved.
I nvr take my words back,4 me 1s its no means 'NO' 4evr.
Dnt lyk Compromises nd cnt forgt nythin easily,,,,,If U hv done smthin wrong wid me...Dnt Xpect absolution.

I strongly blv dat I mst nt cry 4 d othrs cz dey r nt fit 4 my tears.. & those who r fit 4 my tears wl nvr allow me 2 cry..
I care 4 those who realy deserve it..cz m nt a m/c 2 entertain evry1.. :P

U cn trust me cz I cn keep ur secretz...bt better dnt share wid me
Cz dnt wna b involved in ur personal matters,,,Nd yaa dnt try 2 interfere in mine..:P

U cn lie..bt nt infrnt of me cz I hate Liarz..:@
M Unpredictable - So dnt try to judge me
Jst ask me nd I vl try mah bst 2 solve ur doubts.
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This one is for all of my closer ones... :-

"I care for you on my own strange ways......perhaps you will never know....perhaps i will never show....... ".
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U may continue wid ur work nw!!!B)

Superb story......read it once....:)

" Hi Rahul.. This is my new number. Sheela here.. how r u? Loooong time! "



I am Arun Kumar, doing my 2nd year engineering and living in a hostel in one of those million engineering colleges in Coimbatore, Tamilnadu. I had just received an SMS with the above text at around midnight. Basically being a barren land when it comes to girls, I was not sure how to react to that message. It was pretty obvious that the message was not intended for me but I didnt want to let go of this opportunity. A thousand questions ran through my mind as I looked at the SMS for the 197th time in 5 minutes. Should I reply saying Im not Rahul? Should I call that number? Should I ignore the message? What if its an attu piece? Damn! Ive never strained my brain so much in my life. Finally I decided to temporarily ignore the message. Firstly, I didnt want to portray myself as too desperate by replying immediately, and secondly, it would give me time to think..



After a lot of deliberation, I decided to reply next morning from class. Hi Sheela.. sorry for the late reply.. had slept yesterday.. Im doin great.. wazzup with u? Yes, I had done what Madhavan did in Minnale. I knew I was no Maddy in looks, but how would she ever find out through a phone? Nervous and struggling to concentrate in class, I waited for a reply from Sheela. After a wait of around 20 minutes which seemed like an eternity, I received an SMS.



Hey! Im good 2...slept so soon?? I thot guys in IIT hostels dont sleep so early! Anyways, no problems..:).. where r u now? Bunked class? Its been ages since we spoke.. I guess we didnt talk after the school farewell??



IIT. A mini explosion took place in my heart. IIT enga naa enga? No wonder she had messaged Rahul after a looooong time! But I decided to carry on. Confident machi.. confident I said to myself and replied:



Yeah guys in IIT hostels dont sleep early. But you know Im not one of those nerds ;).. and yeah.. a looong time indeed..madam suddenly became super-busy after school :P



Somehow, my hands automatically made me use smileys. Pretty soon I received a reply and we started exchanging messages at a faster rate.



Ha ha! Me and busy? No way! And you not a nerd eh? Then how did u get to IIT in the first place :P?



Still trying to find out the answer. I actually asked my professor after I joined here. He said shit happens once in a while.. I guess that answers it ;)



LOL. Im literally rolling on the floor and laughing uncontrollably. HAHAHA! came the reply.



Was it that funny? Anyways, a part of me felt proud and happy to have made a girl laugh. The confidence urged me to continue.



Chuck that. Hey btw..wazzup with u? What you doin these days?Im sorry I forgot.. you know IIT guys tend to have short term memory loss ;)



Ah..but i thot you were not the typical IIT guy?? :P Im like you.. in the process of wasting 4 years of my life.. I mean Im doing engineering..but not in the IIT! LOL



I had succeeded in my first step - to get some details. But why was she LOL-ing? Whatever. I decided to LOL too. Thought it would sound rude otherwise.



LOL. Yeah I guessed you would be doing engineering.. and Yeah not many people waste their lives in IITs ;) Its reserved for the special (un)lucky ones!



Haha! You are in IIT and you are complaining? But its logical - guys in IIT are never satisfied.. thats why you end up in IIT in the first place!



I went and stood near a mirror. The person from the other end stared back at me and had a million expressions. Some of them being :



* This face ku IIT too much.

* This face ku IIT too much.

* This face ku IIT too much.

* This face ku IIT too much.

* Have you ever seen an IIT campus?

* Have you ever seen an IIT campus?

* Have you ever seen an IIT campus?

* You still have 3 arrears left.

* You still have 3 arrears left.

* You still have 3 arrears left.



But I decided to carry on. Confident machi..confident.



Oh what a brainy girl..you deserve to be in the IIT :P



No thanks. Im happy this way. And hey btw.. how did u find out that I would be doing engineering too??



Oh..that..Its only natural for anyone to jump into engineering after 12th standard right? Especially for girls..enroll in some engineering college.. slog for 4 years... outperform the boys.. draw margins in assignments.. submit assignments a day in advance.. block 2-3 jobs when the guys struggle to get one.. and then finally give up the jobs to marry some rich guy from America.. this is the life-routine for most girls in Tamilnadu right? :P



Ooooohh.. why dont you give some figures about how many girls take up engineering... how many go on to get jobs.. how many get married to America maapilais? That would be interesting..:P



You think Im captain Vijaykanth or what? ;) I am weak in those statistics!



LOL. You are a funny guy. Anyways.. i got to go.. nice convo after a long time.. bye bye



It was indeed a nice convo, not after a long time - but for the first time. I just realised that I had spent almost the entire morning session in messaging her. There are a few ways to check if your kadalai session went well - First, you should lose track of time. Second and most important: you should not remember what you spoke. I succeeded in both and found myself smiling - for no reason.



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The next few weeks saw me completely addicted to my mobile phone. I took it everywhere I went. Literally everywhere. You usually have an entire lifetime to waste when you are in an engineering college and I made maximum use of it. My daily routine was simple:

1. Wake up in the morning and either send or receive messages like :



Morning Coolness,

Rising Sun,

Singing Birds,

Melting Dew,

Along With This

Little Heart

Wishing You A Very

Glorious Good Morning.



2. Go to class and continue messaging



3. Go for lunch.



4. Send/receive messages like :



Give laugh to all but smile to ONE.

Give love to all but heart to ONE.

Give life to all but live for ONE..

Have a cool evening.



5. Continue messaging



6. Continue messaging



7. Send/ Receive messages like:

In this lovely night,

I pray to the sweet moon to protect you through the night,

The wind to blow away your worries,

and,

the twinkle stars to guide you the way,

Sweet dreams and Good Night.



Who are you messaging at 2 AM da? Raj, my roomie asked me suddenly.



Taken aback, I stuttered and replied Not messaging da.. playing a game on the phone.. not getting sleep so just killing time



Ooooho.. sounds very convincing.. show me your phone.. Ill also play the game.. even am unable to sleep



Battery low machaan.. got switched off just now.. gonna sleep now..gnite, I said and immediately deleted my inbox.



There was no way I could tell my friends what I was up to. There are some drawbacks of being a gethu gang ( member in college - you were not allowed to talk to girls. Friends would first tease you. Then warn you not to trust girls. Then ignore you. Then abuse you. The guys in hostel would think I was some villain and leave me out of their plans. I was not going to let that happen to me.



Hey.. gotta go now..ill be dead if my friends find out im messaging a girl so late in the night..dont ask me why.. thats how these idiots are in hostels :(.. do not reply.. ive deleted my inbox.. will msg you tomo.. gnite! I sent her an SMS before sleeping.



The addiction got worse each day. I ignored food, I ignored sleep, I ignored my studies. All I cared in life was the SMS from her. I succeeded in almost everything - I got to know about her, I got to know about Rahul, I made her get addicted to her mobile as much as I was to mine. But there were a few questions which I couldnt find answers to. Firstly, is this love? Secondly, is she an attu figure or good figure? Thirdly, how and when am I going to tell her the truth?



The second question didnt really matter because I was too addicted to her anyways. The only problems seemed to be the 1st and 3rd questions, and there was only one way I was going to find answers to those - ignore her. Time would solve my confusions, I thought and started ignoring her. Yes, I decided to stop sending or replying to her messages from then on.



It was easier said that done though. My hands would itch to grab the mobile and send her a message - especially when I was sitting bored in a stupid lecture. The first 2-3 days were very extremely difficult. I would get a forward or two from her, which I read and ignored. If the first few days were difficult, the next 2-3 were unbearable.



Hey.. wassup?, Hey..too busy or what? showing off that you are an IIT-an to me eh? Thought you were not one of those nerds? ;) , This is why I HATE IIT!. These were a few messages that I got from her. She would never receive a reply.



A week passed, and it was getting clearer to me that I couldnt live without her. The first question was answered. Call it love. Cal it friendship. Call it whatever. I wanted to talk to her. But the week also taught me an important thing - that I cant continue this for long. I HAD to tell her the truth. But how could I suddenly give her such a shock? What if she stops talking to me? What if she goes to the cops? A million questions ran through my mind when my phone beeped.





Hi.. look I dont know what happened to you all of a sudden.. its been a while since you contacted me.. I dont understand why you are avoiding me..but let me tell you one thing.. I dont think I can be normal without messaging you..I dont know what else to say.. all I can say is plzzz reply! Miss u :(



I was happy and sad. I was happy that she missed me. I was sad that I had put her through this. An important question had just been answered. She indeed felt the same way I did. But there was an important and unanswered question. How will she react when I tell her the truth? After all, I was neither Rahul nor an IIT-an. Continue acting - told a part of me. Tell her the truth, said another. I decided not to think. I took my phone, closed my eyes and typed as fast as I could.



Look Sheela.. I have a confession to make.. I dont know how to say this. I am not the guy who you think I am. I am not Rahul. My name is Arun Kumar. I do not study in IIT. I am just another engineering student in just another engineering college like you. I realised the very first day you messaged me that I was not the intended recipient but decided to carry on. I know I was being cheap, but I didnt think it was wrong. It started as a timepass thing but it became much more than that over the weeks.. I dunno if you are fair. I dunno if u r fat. I dunno if u r good looking. I dunno if u r ugly. But I do know that I dont care. All I care about is YOU. And yes, I do know that I love you. You can choose to swear at me. You can choose to reject me. You can choose to accept me. But please do not choose to ignore me...(i dont know what smiley to use)..



I sent the message. I didnt bother to read it again. My eyes remained close till I heard the next beep.



Look Arun. I too have a confession to make.. I dont know how to say this. I am not the girl who you think I am. I am not Sheela. I am Raj - your roomie. Please come immediately to the next room.. all of us are waiting for you :D :D :D