MY HEART SPEAKS !!!

Why is it that we never like doing what we ought too ???

An afternoon.....summer vacation....month of May....home....AC....bed.....a post lunch nap.....Ohh Gawd !!! This seems even precious than diamonds for me now....
I wish I had a magic wand....I cud turn my cubicle to a room...my chair to a comfy bed and my computer to a soft pillow.....it would be heaven then....
Well !!! if you still thinking how lazy I am...cut the crap man....I bet every engineer like me is feeling the same !!!!
It's a Tuesday afternoon, sun's hottest than ever....and this post-lunch session has taken over my mind...I am seriously not able to control myself from dozing off...
How I wish, I was a kid in school, I would have been enjoying my vacations now...How much I envy my brother now...
But, everyone out there must have thought atleast once (as a kid) that life was far more easy as an older person !!! As a child I never wanted to go to school. I wanted to play as others did .I wanted to grow up early 'coz I thought older people enjoy more. I grew up, went to school and thought life was easier for a college grad. I got into engineering and thought doing a job would be more exciting than slogging hard everyday . And now, when I have a job, a post and a hot pay-check on 28th of every month, I just wish I was a child again. I could wear anything and everything that mom would get...I could eat everything that mom made...I could pretend of a stomach ache and bunk school and still have plenty of vacations...I could go around anywhere and everywhere with dad.....I could have cat fights with my sis....I could cry for a chocolate....I could study just 2 hrs a day and still come out as a topper...I would make mischief and then be given ice-creams just coz mom scolded me....And every night I would cling to my dad and sleep...unaware of the happenings around...as if the world had come to a halt....But, no....the world never came to a halt...but it was dad's embrace that made me sleep well everyday...


And today when I look back, it's just the memories down the lane...and a desire somewhere deep down ( that often surfaces) to relive those days again, to be a child again....

1 YEAR AGO...

Helloooo ppl.....well...how do i start off...or i may say how do i restart....the blog bite was tough but couldn't retain my sincerity and force me to write regularly...'write' won't be da right word though,infact blog would be coz i used to write but on paper and was lazy enough to post it here...but now wid strong determination hv i decided 2 start bloggin again and dis tym wid sincerity to come out wid all flavours of lyf 4m my point of view...

It's been more than a year since i last updated my blog..dis one year has been da most colourful or i may say totally action packed..lived some most memorable moments of my life..been thru da most beautiful feeling ,anyone wud love to..da tension moments of placements..those parting moments from friends..those lazy days at home waiting for joining...and wen it came everything was upside down, all in a hurry, packing bags for da new endeavour...travelling places and then finally ending up at da "SAPNON KI NAGRI" as it is called--MUMBAI....

Its always so fascinating when we watch movies, TV precisely and then deep down der's always a feeling "how I wish to visit Mumbai once atleast". I too had dis feeling always since childhood. I watch tv n der wud always be a feeling 2 visit it once...but fate never had it and i never came here for a family tour(as it happens wid all families atleast once a year). Who knew then that fate had something else in store for me...dat i would end up here 2 live my dreams and work for my dream company L&T.

Da day I landed at da Chhatrapati Shivaji airport on 22nd august 2010, I dunno why I didnt feel gud, may be coz da one month stay at Bangalore (during my orientation programme, PRAYAG 2010) was still heavy in my mind.I felt so left out and suddenly I wanted 2 go home. But today, after 7 months I have developed some liking for dis place.Someone has rightly said dat Mumbai always has an open arm for everyone who wants 2 come here. Though the first couple of months were tough coping up with da busy, fast-moving lyf at mumbai, still it's a DEAR to me now.



FIRST LOVE......

Spring-the love season

When air around is filled with passion

The sight of birds making love in pairs

Arises my love again for the one in life I most cared

The first time in college and the first time we met

Came to know each other just as classmates

Days passed like running balls

And never did we become even pals

My heart started developing a feeling very new

When everything around seemed colourful n true

I wanted to see him again and again

But from this what did I gain

Everytime he passed by, gave me a look so dazzy

That my heart really went crazy

Never could I figure out what did it mean

Although I felt there was something hidden

I took it to be a feeling of first crush

And buried my feelings underneath my heart

But never did I realise when my heart started beating

Telling me that I love him

That morning he came up to me

And before I could realise what was happening

He pulled a rose from behind, looked into my eyes

And asked “ WILL U BE MY VALENTINE??”

My heart stopped beating at those words

I didn’t know what to say, how to react

When he interrupted “ I know it’s shocking.

But then I LUV U. I always did.”

I couldn’t take my eyes off him

Everything was so spontaneous

It was as if my heart was speaking

When I uttered “ I LUV U too.”

Everything around came to a halt

The moment comprising only of us

Eyes in eyes and hand in hand

When we heard the sound of clapping hands

With every passing moment our love strengthened

Increasing our love for each other

Making me feel closer to him

For he was the one I cared most for

It was time and we had to part

This being the most painful part

I couldn’t bear and broke down before him

He caught my drop of tear and said “I WILL COME.”

Satisfied I returned home

Waiting for him to come

But my wait never ended

And he never turned up

I learned to compromise with life

And locked the memories in a corner of my heart

Forgetting him was tough

But heading forward in life was must

After so long, why has the feeling arisen again?

Why has my heart started beating for him again?

Why do I feel he is somewhere around?

Is it my hallucination or is it a truth?

A sudden feeling of excitement has gripped my heart

Making it laugh and cry at once

I don’t understand why all this

But is this the feeling that “FIRST LOVE” brings???

LYF-as it is......

Finally...finally, the BLOG BUG bit me and here I am posting my first blog. Three subjects to go before I am done with my 7th semester....But, sitting by the window side this morning, staring into the sunlit sky, a feeling runs down my nerves, making me numb, giving me the feeling of emptiness. A feeling that I will have 4 months from now when I am out of this place into a new unknown world. Just like rusted things dumped into the dump-yard, I will be one such engineer thrown in to the field waiting for an owner to take me. And then I will want to come back, come back to this place, which gave me so much that even if I take 7 births, I wont be able to repay the debt...name, fame, identity,dignity,friends, life is all what I lived here. I still remember the 1st day I stepped in to UCE,Burla ( a name that gives me goosebumps everytime it is spelled out ).... unknown faces, some dull looking, some radiant, some smiling, some on the verge of tears, and I step in with mixed feelings (excitement,nervousness,happiness,fear all at a tym ). The confusion at da registration desk as to which room should I choose and then suddenly I point out at 32 (dunno why, how !!! but 32 it was)....a new beginning, 3 new roomies and each one shaking hands, introducing ourselves. That feeling of excitement just like a child reacts on being gifted a new toy, it never came back coz that was my 1st day at UCE and 1st days are always special. The day went on wid seniors listing out da rules in the evening assembly....two fold dupattas, combed up hair in a pony, no clips only bands, dupatta tied up properly while riding the bicycle to college- all became a routined affair. The year moved on, making new frnds( some pretty gud ones) and then having fights over petty things, befriending few seniors and seeing my fear getting lost somewhere. Everything in 1st year was so casual- no direction in life, just studying because I liked it, attending fests because we had to and gossiping wid frnds coz it was the only pass time. Come 2nd semester and I found a beautiful bunch of roses- my stupid gang of friends( who actually complete me as a person). I didn’t know if I wud be able 2 find a gang like dis wid our crazy frequencies matching to the ultimate, wid so many similarities dat I actually see my reflection in them. It’s as if I am standing infront of the mirror and seeing 5 more images of myself. Life with them started getting a meaning, a direction and a goal. 2nd year and we became roomies(5 of us in real sense and 1 virtually)- PG, COS, CHINKY, SW n SOMA...da 6th pagal MANC bein the virtual one( i guess u got it guys!!!). Had awesome fun together in 2nd year, trying hands in many fields, even goin 2 da level of challenging techno-geniuses from all over India. At the end of the day it was all fun( failed in da endeavours though :P). It was time, 3rd year and we had to shift to New Hostel(LH 2 NH) where we had single rooms and da saddest part was we had 2 be separated, each one in a different block...but guess wat !!!! 4m da 1st day itself at NH we wud spend hours together in just one room ( either 151 or 153)....dat became our khatti rooms...eating, gossiping, laughing aloud, studying, playing cards, watching movies,celebratin bdays, frndship days n every dat day we wanted 2 b special...fighting wid seniors n thn spendin some awesome tym wid them merrymaking...all dis became a part of lyf in 3rd year....n thn da 1st day in final year....walkin on da streets of Burla der was dis feeling of “apnapan” 4 da place...a realisation dat dis is da place where we actually are.... 2 make each day each moment memorable all of us shifted 2 da same block ( da E block) occupyin 6 consecutive rooms....n lyf in final yr has actually become special...da best days of my lyf...today....wen der’s just 4 mnths left 4 my Btech lyf 2 get over a urge comes 4m within 2 pen down every moment, 2 treasure it always....n dis is why m writin dis blog—2 treasure da moments of my lyf.....LYF which is here....at UCE( no matter it is VSSUT now....wat matters is da place...UCE or VSSUT ...LYF is here)...wo pehla din, wo pehle dost, wo pehli yaadein, chhath pe raaton ko karte baatein, wo 2nd yr ki mastiyan, wo pehle pyar ka pehla nasha, fir jab tak pata chale ki pyar hai ya infatuation crush ka crash hona, wo Bulu dukaan ke saamne comments khana, 3rd yr aate aate back comments karna seekh jana...wo organise kiye hue open dance parties(hstl mein), late night bday bashes, midnight snacks sessions, combined movie sessions, raat bhar phone pe gapna, fir subah doston ko saari baatein batana, LH chhodne ka gham, single rooms ka excitement, NH aake seniors ka darr, rules todna aur seniors se jhagadna, fir unhi seniors se bichhadte hue rona, break-ups patch-ups ka silsila chalna, campus ka tension par kisi dost ka campus lagne par tr8 pe jana,roz promise karna ki aaj se padhenge par fir wahi last night preparations....meaning of frndship, meaning of love, meaning of lyf- all learnt here....kahan se laun inhe wapas....I feel lyk goin back 2 da 1st day n relive all dese memories writin dis page again n again......



2 THOSE 5 MONKEYS OUT DER (NAMES MENTIONED ABOVE)- LUV U GUYS.....