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I am thinking – when i can go for a long vacation and roam the world doing random things, a new day, a new routine , that way i'll never be bored
I said – a lot but I don't quite remember anything
I want – the best. If you aim for something then it better be the best or don't aim at all
I wish – for the impossible.
I miss – school
I hear – the ringing in my ears, the keyboard and a lot more
I wonder – about mathematics and why I couldn't be better at it.
I regret – sometimes.
I am – a genius.
I sing – to myself, all the time.
I dance – slowly to begin with and then through the night.
I am not – a compulsive talker but you may get the feeling at times.
I write – because I want to be express myself .
I hate – people who think they know everything.
I confuse – emotions.
I should – stop being so lazy.

Alone

Alone

well.. dunno why  am feelin all paranoid... i just feel i cant understand myself at times- my thoughts or my moods..or anything.. at times thou.. i think i understand others pretty well, but when it comes to me at times... i just dont know.. ya, i know am makin no sense.. anyways..heres a poem i adore ..dat i wrote fcorz ;) no i dint rite it now.. jus felt like readin it.. it kinda comforts me...


Here, alone, I stand by the sea,
Thinking, who's really there for me.

In moments of triumph,I'm surrounded by many,
But, in sadness, I just can't find any.

Sucess and riches, is this what all the
world wants?
Gold and money, how long do they last?

Alone we come into this world, alone we
depart.
Does it mean we should be alone, as long as
life lasts?

Lonely here I am, I wonder alone-
Why is not anyone here?, when I really need
some...

Engulfed in the waves of sadness and misery,
My heart cries and bleeds, heard by no one...

Because, all I was and will be, is
alone... alone... as long as life lasts.

cheers
ABHI

bichde dost

Yesterday I went  to Vibhuti and Gaurav home , my best friend and my neighbour  from school day. After so so many years. Ever since we not passed  skool, we were not in touch for various reasons. vibhuti  is  also into engineering in jaipur  from some other college and Gaurav preparing for CA. Then there was a phase for about  8 yrs in between when I had no clue about them . And now thanx to facebook which helps us to meet once again . 

 Was so damn nice to talk to them. Talked about a lot of things ranging from skool days, to our lives in college and to our present scenarios. And gaurav  was pretty happy abt the fact I cared to find his number and call him for a nice meet . Hopefully, atleast we will be in touch from now on.

A big thanku to facebook  - Wouldn't have been possible without it !! :)

current track:Jaane kyun (jaane kyun) dil jantha hai
Tu hai toh, I’ll be alright
(I’ll be alright, I’ll be alright)
Jaane kyun (jaane kyun) dil jantha hai
(yeh, yeh ,yeh)


cheers!!

~SATISFACTION(desires never ends)

A thought..... isn't it weird that we always want something that does not seem to be coming our way. We crave... we hungry for something that we do not have..... but i guess that's the logic of it... we don't have it so we crave for it and if we had it... would we want more of it or the more we have of somethin.. the less we want to have the more of it?

Strange! don't you think? Why are we never satisfied? The more we get.. the more we want.. or we want something different.

mOODy ,unhappy mOODyI

I am really unhappy really moody about my body, my health...
I dunno why? I just feeling unwell feeling something wrong on my body almost a week !!

Fever, last Saturday but gone.


But still............. WHY????


WHY, I still feeling dizzy??
WHY, I still feeling extremely tired??
WHY, I still feeling extremely sleepy?? some more can sleep almost 24 hours! (excessive! really excessive!!)
WHY, I " wee wee" and " big big" bleeding lot???


What's wrong actually happening inside my body??
"Doctor", the person I scare the most to visit. I gotta checking body but no dare to accept what doctor got to tell me... ><
I crying hard. Because I feeling that I lost my way... ... ... ...
I need someone beside me to accompany me! I no dare to do my ownself, alone... That's really scary~

I dunno what else could I share on my blog, but I got to stop here.. ;(




GOD BLESS! take care....~

My Brain and its ideas

Hi kaise ho ji ...

I was just thinking that now that I have started my blog post , there should be things that make it a good read. My mind kept coming up with weird ideas.
1. Write book reviews! - For that Ill have to keep reading many books. Rejected.
2. Write Bollywood Masala and gossips - too common on blogs! Rejected.
3. Write latest Political updates - If they read what I write, they will do my encounter. Rejected.
4. Put Beautiful Natural Pictures - Boring. Rejected.
5. Write my feelings and emotions - I dont think anybody else, except me would be interested. Rejected.
6. Write my daily routine in detail - Will take lot of time.Rejected.
7. Put in pictures of cockroach (yes that did come to my mind). Eeeuu.... Rejected.
8. Write something interesting that I did today. umm.... well...... ok..... done. Accepted.

So from today onwards, I will write say about 5 lines on something interesting that I did in the day and if i dont get anything interesting to write i will write something computer suffs! hee hee! At least it will add to my archive of daily activities for my own future reference. So my next post is on what I did today. Have not really thought about that as yet. Anyways enjoy reading!

Cheers!

ye hosla kaise juke ...(dor)

I have been listening this music motivation from morning . I like it

A Ray of Hope

Beautiful movie and a beautiful song ...

Yeh Hosla Kaise Juke,
Yeh Aarzoo Kaise Ruke - 2

Manzil Muskil to kya,
Bundla Sahil to kya,
Tanha Ye Dil to Kya
Ho Hooo

Raah Pe Kante Bikhre agar,
Uspe to phir bhi chalna hi hai,
Saam Chhupale Suraj magar,
Raat ko ek din Dhalana hi hai,

Rut ye tal jayegi,
Himmat rang layegi,
Subha phir aayegi
Hoooo

Yeh Hosla Kaise Juke,
Yeh Aarzoo Kaise Ruke - 2

Hogi hame to rehmat ada,
Dhup kategi saaye tale,
Apni khuda se hai ye Dua,
Manzil lagale humko gale

Zurrat so baar rahe,
Uncha Ikraar rahe,
Zinda har pyar rahe
Hoooo

Yeh Hosla Kaise Juke,
Yeh Aarzoo Kaise Ruke - 2

The Smile..

why, oh! why do i smile without a reason?
need there a reason for a smile to bloom?
it jumps, it dances, it turns n twists
around the corers of my lips
n whoa! thers a smile as big as any I've seen
that shines on my lips n twinkles in the eyes.
a smile from the inner self, a smile from the divine
a smile that unites my heart n soul as one..........

wel, smile... cos life is beautiful, even thou v do not always acknowledge the fact. as u can c, my poems r eithr very sad or very happy n dats cos dat is wen a poem flows out. its like, wen im all blue, i jus write a poem, anywhere... n anythin i can find to write it on, n then my sadness n glum disappear... im all smilin again. n wen im jumpin wid joy, its time fr a poem again. the beauty of poems is amzing.. they express more than mere words ever can. i may nt b a gud poet or anythin, but i dont care, i write cos i luv to... n i luv wat i write...

My girlfriend is suffering from cancer.

I was talking to her suddenly she fainted. I ran and brought some water and sprinkled over her and she got up. She was in a terrible shape. She kept fainting every fifteen minutes or so. I was so scared ,though I am not a doctor I tried to give her some medicines which barely worked. She started fainting every minute or so now. I now brought my tools and started operating her only to find that a her left lung was not working. I changed her lung with my neighbor's girlfriend but she still wasnt able to get up. She probably went into a coma. After some ten hours I again tried to use my surgical skills played around with the lungs and stuff and suddenly an idea struck me I took out and replaced some veins and there she was talking to me .... barely a few moments passed and she went back to coma again ... there were some important things about my term paper she remebered so I took out her brain and implanted it in my neihgbor's girlfriend's head and was able to trace that info. Now I am really busy and have given up on my medical skills... so after my  final sem  I plan to call a doctor to see my girlfriend o.She is still in coma. I dont feel like getting into my room where she is resting. And its because of this I was not able to update my blog all these days. Pals please pray for my girlfriend.
( Hope u had fun reading it ... my girlfriend= my computer(lappy), lung=RAM(1gb WITH 2 OS , brain=harddisk(allmost overflow with data), veins=jumpers )
My comp is all messed up :((

thanx alot!!

this post is just 2 thank all those ppl who hv taken the time 2 go thru this blog ..splly those who hv encouraged me with all those comments..some of them hv posted it on this page itself..and some of them gave me their feedback either personally or thru messengers n mails..and thanx r also due in large measure 2 my dear roomies and my familiy who allow me 2 hv the lion's share of time on the sys........ all this gives me more confidence 2 voice my thoughts, and b more true 2 myself....thanks again!!
vaise, surfing generally, at least i formed the impression that there r mainly 3 types of professionals who r majorly into blogging.. ppl related 2 journalism,advertising n s/w professionals...mayb it's just coz i hv been 2 only such blogs..but i hv yet 2 come across a doctor's / scientist's / painter's / advocate's/engineer's blog...... i mean..there r sooooo.... many professions ... then how come all bloggers turn out 2 b from one of these 3 fields...it's not as if these ppl r "vella/lukha"(--> free,with no work 2 do, that's what T told me this word means ) hmmmm... reasons..anyone?? :)

Networking not Networking

Social networks are the order of the day. Since the time internet fever caught up and broadband connections were made available in common households the world has found a need to connect (which is good!). So the social network sites became very powerful. You found some, some found you, and before you knew, almost everyone you knew and perhaps would you smile at when you meet, was on your friend’s list. But then you started noticing that you were getting repeated scraps from people who are on your friend’s list but not exactly “friends”, asking the same “hey! How are you?” How many times do you want to answer the same question when you know they are more concerned about the number of scraps they can boast of (apparently commensurate with popularity quotient) than any concern to your good health or the lack of it? And then you get automatically logged on to some messenger and then someone wants to chat too. You have matured (“aged” was the first choice of word) a little, have no patience for chatting, so-what if you accepted a friend request from the person in question. So then you found out there is a brahmastra available which you took pretty long to figure out - the life savior “invisible” mode. Now you can log on with ease without the fear of getting caught and do all the browsing you want.

You are basking in the glory of having fooled this world and in some time you realize if you are ignoring the world, the world is not taking any particular interest in you either. Out of sight out of mind you see. Ah! This is not working too well now. So you start writing into scrapbooks here and there, comment on photos that were uploaded like six months back. You don’t even get immediate responses. You are perplexed why every one has decided to close doors on you. You avoided some but you did not really avoid most. So the prized answer finally comes out in someone’s reply - “by the way I don’t come here too often. FB is much better”. When you get a similar answer from three different people, you know where the world is concentrating these days. So you too try to go to FB. But then the realization strikes, not the entire world this time. Be careful. Since you consider yourself quite a techno savvy person, you know account creation is just a few steps. You immediately create an account and click on all the buttons that appear and will create no delay. So your account is ready, but by then accidentally, since default was checked, you ended up announcing your arrival and sending invites to your entire contact list in the mail service you are using. So everyone in the world not only is aware of your arrival, also has a request from you to add them as a friend. They oblige, and you have more than a hundred friends before you remember logging on next time. Good job, lucky you.

By the way FB is complicated.

IPL ALA RE

Hello people.!!
IPL aaya re bhago re bhago... err ye hume nahi sare serials ko kehne chahiye!! Aaj main IPL ke bare me net surf kar rahA thA, to I got to know ki IPL ne pichle saal, with a TRP of 8.21, sare serials & TV shows ka tyre puncture kiya tha!! Yani mere Jaani, ye bacchon ke khelne ki cheez nahi hai lag jaey to badi zor ki lagti hai... IPL is a new form of crickte all together with 20-20 jisse zyaada suspence nahi hote, glamour - bollywood stars, SRK, Juhi, Preity,shilpa,katrina .... and NOW Miss WOW... Deepika in opening ceremony! Paisa - IPL bidding me sare rich log baap re baap and thumkas by apne Cheer Leaders!! and what not yaar, I must say IPL is one huge total masal movie... what say??
WITH CHEERS
ABHISHEK

Wo roye toh bahut ..(Guest post )

A young generation shaayari...by my close friend  . So, it is also first guestpost on my blog


Wo roye toh bahut par mere samne roye..

Tod kar chale gaye dil kuch aaisa, ke fir kabhi laut ke na aaye..

Mere saamna na kar paye woh mere tasveer ke tukde,

Par meri tasveer ka orkut,facebook,kodakgallery,picaasa, har jagah se namo
nishan mitta ke chale gaye..

Padha tha ek fwd mail, ke orkut ki khoj kuch isstarah hui..

Kissine apne pyar ko pane ke liye aakhi website bana dali..

Roj dhundte hai hum apne pyar ko..

ussi website pe kabhi iss friend ke profile mein ja kar, kabhi uss friend ke
profile mein jhak kar..

Par unhe toh jaana tha, woh chale gaye..

aaise gaye ke dubara contact karne ka jariya bina chode chale gaye..

Khud ki tasveer ka orkut,facebook,kodakgallery,picaasa, har jagah se namo
nishan mitta ke chale gaye..

UP Movie Review( Animated)

fantastic movie

The 70 year Old man ties thousand of balloons to his house and sets to experience the wilds of South America for her sweet heart wife.

In this journey he is accompanied by a small Scout of 7 years.


Humour, love and affection all packed in this 2 hour journey..

A must watch...

A scene in Telephonic Interview

P.S:

Is kahani ke saare paatra "real" hain.Inka vastavikta ke saath "poora"
sabandh hain.

Satya Ghatna par adarit.


Interviewer: So Abhishek, How Will you rate yourself in core Java.
  Abhishek: 6.
Interviewer was astonigh at his reply, he though what a confident candidate
out of 5, he is rating himself 6.

Interviewer (Impressed) :Abhishek so you rate yourself 6 out of 5 inCoreJava.

Abhishek(Quicly) : I rate myself 6 out of 10.
Interviewer(relieved) : Why Abhishek, why so less.

Abhishek(Immediately) : Abe pehe question to pooch, yeh less bhi tujhe more hi lagega(man me bola)
:D
cheers!!

NO. 8 AND ME

It's about me again..(yes! I love myself and I love tags :P) this time tagged by Abhishek.. So here we go..
8 THINGS I AM PASSIONATE ABOUT ..
Friends.. (makes life worthwhile..)
Love.. (born to be loved :) ..)
Chocolates.. (aah! yummy..)
Music.. (what's life without music..)
Footwear.. (stylish boy mostly canvas shoes :P)
Key rings.. (just like that.. I like them..)
caps..(Denim , and wollen round)
Small small gifts given by some ones.. (Yes! I save them all for years to come.. )

8 THINGS I WANNA DO BEFORE/TILL I DIE...
To live in a silent corner of her heart and make her smile..
To have a charming boy *smiles*
To live..
To love..
To travel around the world..
To laugh till my tummy pains..
To spend time with her.. doesn't matter if its after 10-15 years down the line..
To learn how to make a round chapati.. ;P

8 THINGS I SAY OFTEN...
..Acha..
..ufff..
..ouch..
..shitt..
..wow..
..pukka..
..hmmm..
..chal phut.
..sacchi muchhhi

8 SONGS I COULD LISTEN TO OVER N OVER AGAIN…
Tere bina jiya jaye na(lata)......
kal ho na ho(sad version).. ..
Tum itna jo muskura rahe ho.. kya gham hai jisko chupa rahe ho..
Tum bin jaoo kaha.. ki duniya mei aake.. kuch bhi na chaha sanam tumko chah ke..
Lagan lagi tumseman ki lagan ..lagan lagi tumse man ki lagan..
pyar ka pehla khat likhne me waqt to lagta hai...
chura liya hai tumne jo dil ko ..najar nahi churana sanam.....
dikhai diye yun ..ki bekhud kiya ..hume aapse fir juda kar chale..
Jab koi bat bigad jaye..jab koi mushkil pad jaye tum dena sath mera... *smiles*

Song of the moment: goonja sa hai ek tara ..ek tara(wake up sid)

A beautiful day!!

 The sun is playing hide and seek with clouds.. leaves were dancing with the wind.. flowers smiling and gazing at the sky ..as waiting for the rain drops to kiss them.. looks as everything was new and fresh today.. full of life.. just like me.. brimming with joy.. yes!! I am happy today.. sometimes you feel smiling just like that no..? some days are just so special to take away all your tears.. and no matter how lonely you are in that moment.. you still feel happy and wishful.. you feel like singing your heart out.. tumhae aur kya doo es dil ke siva.. tumko hamari umar lag jaye.. my heart whispers.. as I celebrates life silently... *smiles*

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song of the moment : aaj din chadeya

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ME OR MERI YAADEIN

Thoda gumsum sa.. thoda chup chup sa..

chui mui ke jaise.. sehma hua sa..

ghadi ki tik tik ko.. dekh raha tha..

jate palo ki goonj sun raha tha..

panchi ban pal uad chale..

yaadon ke kaarva ban chale..

uadta waqt kab haath aata hai..

lekin yaadon ko kaon juda kar paata hai..

aaya jo mehmaan banke uske aangan mei.

faila di baahein usne unke swaagat mei..

mehmaan bankar aaya to..

mehmaan bankar hi rehna..

meri zindagi par tum..

phir saaya na karna..

mushkil se maine ye hosla paya hai..

khud se nazre milayi aur..

zindagi se ishq ladaya hai..

na doonga apni takdeer ab..

mei tumhare haath mei..

savaroonga har pal..

ab apne hi andaaz mei..

Song of the moment: Bhooli hui yaadon.. ab itna na satao.. ab chain se mujhae rehne do.. mere paas na aao.. *smiles*

SILENCE

They were looking at eachother.. without uttering a single word.. as thoughts were hitting her hard.. slowly she held her hand and they sat like that for hours.. a pin drop silence.. listening to eachothers heartbeat.. enjoying the rhythm of togetherness.. after a long pause.. she said i understand.. and hugged her tight.. and they smiled.. she was feeling better now.. a happiness of being understood was glowing her face..

When most people cant even understand your words .. there are few who can understand your silence.. and we call them our friends.. a true friend.. who not only understands what you say but also knows what you dont say at times..

And she was none other than her best friend.. the one with whom she can talk for hours without uttering a single word.. *smiles*


Song of the moment: Humne dekhi hai un aankhon ki mehakti khushboo.. haath se chooke use rishto ka ilzaam na do.. ek ahsaas hai ye rooh se mehsoos karo.. *smiles*

MOMENT OF LIFE

They were best of friends.. a lovely.. healthy friendship.. so many people used to envy them.. so many wished for same.. they say.. both are blessed in special way.. time passed by.. days changed into years.. and one day the one told the other a wish.. to take a right turn at a crossroad of life.. the other denied.. and took a different road.. but the one kept walking beside.. in a hope that one day things will change.. and after a long wait.. came the day when they were at another crossroad again.. and the one asked.. so you still wanna take a different road.. or we can take a right turn now.. or should we keep walking straight.. the other thought for a moment and just held one's arm and they turned to the right... *smiles*


Song of the moment: yaaro dosti badi haseen hai...