There is so much to say, I carry too much in my heart. But they are simply mine. And nobody else has the right to make and have fun from it. But at times they get so heavy that I wish to share, but then there won’t be a way to take it back. So, I need a language of my own to share to keep my secrets with me . 🙂
It had been almost four weeks since we had talked. I decided to message her, though I never initiate a message conversation. After exchanging around five to six messages, we stopped.
I am talking of my closest school friends. I thought lets dedicate a post to Friendship day. Here it goes.
Last time I met my school mates was 25th June, kind of a small reunion. It wasn’t as interesting and fun as all of us expected. Nobody is guilty for that.
I think it is very natural, once we separate from our old friends and get a new environment; we slowly start losing contacts with them. That day also, though we were very excited to see each other, when we met, we could hardly exchange 100-200 hundred words. I mean all of us miss each other like hell and that’s true, but when we meet or talk to phone, we have no topic to discuss. Because our environment has changed, we can’t talk of common things and thus the conversation is not long lasting. I admit that I don’t message people everyday or end it quickly if I do but one of the reasons behind this is I don’t know what to ask them besides ‘How are you’, ‘how is your studies’ etc. etc. It really upsets me. I know I love them, I don’t want to let them go, but on the other hand, I have nothing to stop them too…
I hate this thing…this silence, when we want to talk but have nothing. I miss my old school days when we never wanted the last bell to ring because there was so much to talk.
I miss talking for half an hour under the tree outside the school and at the end, we will continue this tomorrow. Now, all we talk is about our results, college mates, how much we miss each other and…nothing. That’s all we talk about.
But there are few things of which we are crazy and don’t fail to do when we gather, and these are: to remind each other to bring make up material before meeting, and after meeting, photography and some more photography and yeah… admire each other about how much we have changed to better and after reaching home, texting and popping out of the chat box to upload the pictures soon. Once these are done, here comes the GAME OF WORDS (tagging and commenting) …it goes to thirty-forty, even more…
And that’s the most excellent part of any meeting of ours.
So friends, no matter we talk to not, we will surely come for photo shoots!!!
I love you all …and I know you all love me too…
You do Na?? ?
Array!!!!!!!!!! Mazaa aa gaya !!
What more do you want. You get an IPL ticket worth Rs 700 for FREE… you get to see YUVRAJ SINGH (Man of the world Cup tournament) :* :* and you see his team WINNING !!!!!
Pune warriors ……………..Pune Warriors………………..Pune Warriors!!!
Oh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I got to see Yuvraj..The Yuvraj, aabhi tak wishwas hi nahi ho raha hai… Kya match tha yaar, right from the run for tickets to all the way to home…each and every moment is just unforgettable: P Starting se batati hu kya hua… match nahi, IPL ki story 😛 😛 match to dekha na TV pe ??? nahi dekha to mai kya karu..I saw it in statdium Yaaaaaay!!!!!!!!! Okay, right from 1.30 pm till 5.30 pm, I was running for the tickets, begging the office staff…teen ticket dila do …teen ticket dila do…hamare college ka stadium hai na, isliye we get free tickets 😛 bus haath nahi aata, ye seniors… I tell you 😛 ultimately, senior ne hi thoda help kia to mila..Thankyou Thankyou 😛
My Gosh!! Itna request to maine apne life me apne papa se bhi nahi kia for anything jitna uss senior ko kia.Uske mai hamesha yaad rahungi, pura college khali ho gaya, fir bhi office me ghuske, “Sir ticket Dila Do na . “ Yaad rahega,after all free ka ticket chahiye to itna to karna hi padega na 😛 :P…Subha se itna rumors, yaha ticket mil raha hai , waha ticket mil raha hai…kya bhaagam bhaag tha college me…ek classmate to sidha chancellor k room me ghuske, “ Mujhe apne family k saath match dekhna hai, I want tickets.” Chancellor bhi, without any argument, opened his drawer and gave him 5 tickets, If I would have known, I too would have gone to him, But I got to know about this Ram Kahani, after getting the tickets : P.
Finally at 5.30 , I got one for myself and tab jaake shaanti mili….huh…mazaa aa gaya. After that, me and my three other friends, Pushpali, Yash and Anvita moved to the gloomy canteen, which had only paw bhajis and fried rice left..no worries, bhuke pyaase ko to kuch bhi chalta hai 😛 . Pure ek ghante baithke khana khaya, juice piya, photo khicha…and relax kia..At 6.30, we realized bag bhi rakhna hai, they won’t let us in otherwise…Freak, only one hour to go and bag rakhne ka koi thikana nahi, nearby friends ka phone hi nahi lag raha, as usual, zarurat k wakt saare networks ya to busy ho jaate hai ya fail ho jaate hai, after 20 minutes, Srinath, our angel…Oh God Shree, anything for you would be less. You know he ran for our tickets, he already had got tickets for his family, but wo hamare liye since 11.30 am stood in a so called line which was never giving the tickets…but ultimately, he arranged it for yash and Anvita…wo aisa hi hai…completely selfless,ever ready, just unbelievable human on this earth he is just amazing …Shree there is no way to thank you …truly man, words are getting over and I am still not tired 😛 Okay what happened is, he got his car and we kept our bags in his car and now everything was fine. Since we had arranged tickets from different places, our seats were different, mine was at the top level…nice view…But where’s the fun without friends. Again Srinath, did something and brought me down along with the other friends, now we were all together, Yash Anvita, Shree, Me, Bhushan , and some new friends whom I befriended there itself .hahaha….. And the match began, freak…1st ball pe the guy got OUT and that’s when I learnt what DUCK means..and yeah I didn’t even know that there is something called spidercam..Something like that, and that we have cameras and mikes in the middle wicket and the batting direction changes after every over,biggest of all, just 10 minutes before I got to know Kochis are in Orange color 😛 shameless..its humiliating and funny …All I knew was Yuvraj is somewhere in the field,once people where shouting , “Murli, Murli.” I was like,” Ye Murli, hai kaunse team me? Mai bhi chillau kya?”Gosh!! That’s when I realized, I have nil knowledge of cricket…This was my First Stadium Cricket match Experience…You know, mera sapna tha, full life me ek baar to stadium me baithke match dekhna hi hai..and tab to kya baat hai jab stadium college ka ho, free ticket mile, har saal ye sapna pura hoga…atleast iske liye I will never regret getting into RAIT, waise bhi koi fark nahi padta, earlier I was neutral, now I have a plus point. That’s all 😛 Yeah and the DJ !!!!!!! Damn rocking music, guess what they played Tonight I am Loving You once , its one of my favorite tracks from Enrique :* :*…
It was just like icing on the cake,Yuvi playing, Enrique in ears.. Ooo. :* but they stopped it at 10.00 pm, what the hell, when a cricket match is going on, no one sleeps, I know, why the hell no music, it got really boring, we were also on the verge of losing the match, but UTTAPPA aaya and 2 sixes….OOOOO.. mazaa aa gaya 😛 and tab jake we all got a bit of energy and cheered the team ..And Finally Pune won.. YUVI’S team… bus ek regret rahega, Camera ne ek bhi baar hamare taraf focus nahi kia, I had a message for YUVI — MARRY ME :p
Jaane do 
Hehe, Shree was supporting Kochi, hahaha..people behind us, too cool… when Kochi was winning, Kochi Kochi…when Pune won… Pune Pune.. Pune.. they even took out 10 to 50 Rs. 100 notes, showed it to the cameraman so that he would focus on us…but there was another comment from the backside, “ Aye Corruption, Anna Hazaaare ….“ , Kitna mazaa aaya re. In one match, I got addicted to it, I feel like watching the next matches too.. control karna padega too difficult, but karungi… Ooo.. there are so so so many stuffs to mention…I told you na, each and every moment is great. Finally, the match got over at 11.30 pm …Hahaha.. trains band, no buses directly for home…ghar kaise jayenge ye to socha hi nahi, bus match dekhne baith gaye 😛 😛 Uska bhi arrangement hua, Bhushan and Yash other sweet friends, took really very good care of us girls, dropped us girls at proper stop, kept calling till we reached our home. And Thanks to Bhushan, who could havegone in any bus, but waited till we got our bus ( I AM JEALOUS OF YOU ALL, HOW THE HELL CAN YOU GUYS BE SO GOOD, SAARE POONYA KHUD HI KAROGE TO HAM KAISE MAHAAN BANEGE, LEAVE SOMETHING FOR US TOO :p )…but…or kia thoda jhol jhal.. idhar se udhar gaye…finally reached home at 2.30 am.
Mummy kuch nahi boli, unke batake gayi thi 😛 😛 , and kuch relatives bhi the na, to no tension…my throat is almost jammed, badi mushkil se awaz nikal rahi, kal test hai…maths and chem….pata nahi kya likhungi…I want to sleep again I still haven’t recovered…
Pune Warriors… Awwwwweeee YUVI IPL … Its Awesome 😛 😛 Stadium me jaake ek baar to match dekho… bada mazaa ata hai… you will feel the difference 😛 Array haa.. cheer leaders… they were Super Hot 😉
To my Dad….
Really sorry for making it too late.. laziness you know.. 😛
That very day, I read one of my friend’s status on Facebook ,”Santas really don’t exist.Its either your parents or your elder brother/sister.” No doubt, he was 100% right, but so what if they are our parents, we just care about the gifts and not who it was and where he came from…
I too got one of my costliest, precious and best gift that evening…from my dad, my new cell phone Nokia X6, worth 14,550 bucks!!
I can’t believe, it all happened so damn easily.
Friday,24th December,it as 8’o clock and I was still on bed. Dad comes,” Which cell phone do you want?”. Me totally shocked, how all of a sudden , right in the morning before I could open my eyes, was it possible.It took a nanosecond to check if I was dreaming. And Dad was standing right next to my bed and Mom along with him. I said, ” Nokia N8″. Yeah, I know it’s too costly, but I knew they were just teasing me and would never get me a cell phone other than.. kiddie.. Micromax !! So, I didn’t mind saying NokiaN8. Then Dad, moving out of my room to the living room,'” check out its price on net and let me know. “I still couldn’t believe whatever was happening, I checked the price on net immediately and told him,” 25,000 bucks”.
“Check out another.”
“There is Nokia c6,”18,ooo, and there are many Dad, I need to go to the showroom and check out the other models.”
I knew its all gonna go in vain.. this searching and stuff, but still I was loving it, maybe because I still had some hope or maybe we were talking about my urgently needed gadget.
“They are too costly, I wont give you anything other than Micromax. Whats wrong about it? It has same features and is cheap as well.”
Here we go, All hopes trashed, I jumped back to my bed, put myself inside the blanket and shouted,”Nothing other than Nokia, and Micromax.. N.E.V.E.R.”
“Then forget it, If you are stubborn, so am I, Micromax, or else buy whatever you want when you will earn for yourself.”
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In the evening, at 3.40 p.m ,Dad hadn’t returned yet from shopping, me worried, called him.” Where are you?”
“We are in The Mobile Store, checking out cell phones for you, which one did you say you wanted?”
I didn’t know what to speak,” a…Nokia c6-01″
The salesman prompted behind him,” This model hasn’t come to India yet and it wont be launched here.”
Dad,”Do one thing I gotta leave tomorrow, so you come with your mom and get the cell.”
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Now, I was sure I am going to get a cell phone. Dad reached home at six in the evening.
Me,”Dad, I want to buy it in your presence, with you.”
“Okay then, get ready let’s get you a cell phone, I have to do the packing also.”
Oh My God, I can’t express how I was feeling that very moment, as if my whole started malfunctioning. high pulse rate, happiness, smile that I couldn’t hide..,everything around me was appearing extremely beautiful ..blah blah….I am gonna get my cell phone..
Reached Nokia Priority Dealer, checked out the cell phone and finally made the payment for Nokia X6.
Dad,”If you lose it or misuse, forget the cell forever, you know why things are taken away from you, you don’t care about them properly.”
“Dad, I promise you wont get a single chance to scold me for this cellphone.”
After Feeling:
Now I had my cell phone but the thoughts were exactly opposite of the thoughts that I had before owning it.
Why did he get me such a costly cel phone?
Will I be able to take care of it properly?
I am so bad,my dad had to give up for me.Obviously he loves me so much that he didn’t mind giving it,but me,I don’t love him as much as he does, that’s why I stuck to Nokia…
All these emotions brought tears in my eyes, which I really had to hide…I didnt want the cell phone any more….I loved my dad, It was so hard to enjoy the moment of getting what you wanted…It was more of …what I had realised.
Thanks Dad..I know will never-never be able to pay back you for whatever you have done, you do and will do…but I love.. ❤ ❤
EEEWWWW… too emotional…. 😛
Yesterday, I went to my dad’s office, and met his engineer friends. One of his friends and I had a great talk. Here is the piece of that conversation.
Uncle:” So, what is the reason of taking engineering? What is your main goal/aim ?”
Me: “A……….aise hi. There is no such goal or aim. I just want to be an engineer that’s it.”
Uncle: “A person never does anything without any reason. Why did you just choose engineering? ”
Me: (Still wondering what to say, finally spoke)…”because I had science at my +1 level” : P
Uncle: (He gave a crooked smile. I could make it my answer sounded him really funny) …Okay, but why engineering? You could have taken BSc , BCA or any other course .
Me: (Tried to find another stupid answer and replied)… “Ya, I could have chosen that but, engineering has got bright future.”
Uncle: “What bright future. See I am an engineer and still hammer the nails myself.”
Me: (Tried to find the answer and replied as it struck me)…”You may be hammering the nails but you are getting a good package for that.”
Uncle: (Another unsatisfied smile and switched to another question) …”So, which branch are you going for?”
Me: Instrumentation (Only question of which I had the answer)
Uncle: What is Instrumentation? (Another mind doodling question for me)
Me :( I tried to recall what other had told me about instrumentation)…”its like…you know instruments we use,” In between he kept his “WHATs “ continuously…and I kept answering that “WHAT “….”its like, the things we use in laboratories , like thermometer, voltmeter. (And finally clueless…) added beaker.
Uncle :( Immediately) Huh!! Beaker has got no relation with Instrumentation. Sir pe maro, beaker tutega, sar futega ,khun bahega and kaam khatam .
Me: I could just make a 😛 And he started again,”Instrumentation is about controlling….measuring the things which we cannot…………….
Finally I realized, “Damn, I do not know anything about what I am going to do.” As I returned home, I opened Google, typed Instrumentation and clicked on
So, this is the start of my engineering. Pheeeeew 😉
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