my pleasure

Its 12.43 I was alone dark night, lonely road, pin drop silence but the saye saye of zhingur and barking of dog coming very clearly in my ears. I heard foot stapes, I turned but no body was there I laughed at myself and again start walking. I was walking on the stairs , I felt someone followed me ,again I turned and found no one.I ran away from there ,enter in house and bolt the door. You must be wondering what I was doing on the road in night. Don't worry our caring miss pink will never allow me to go alone after 9. The road is just a way from our media lab to hostel actually nothing happened that night.
Confuse why I wrote this all here? Very simple reason I was getting bored so I decided to write a blog so that others can feel the pleasure of getting bored while reading my blog.

Thanks a lot to read and gave me pleasure.

step into another world..

Welcome….. I always wrote this word in my rangoli, which I draw during diwali. I m again writing the word "welcome” this time not for greeting guest and prosperity in my house but for inviting myself to step up in the new kind of world, where only work is worshiped nothing else. This is my first Diwali without new dress, without gulab Jamun, without the enthusiasm of celebrating a festival like diwali and without seeing a single person of my family. I had never celebrated diwali without scolding of my mom but this diwali it was something more embarrassing happened, I entered in the real world where I always want to be, but actually not. Without seeing the love in mamma's eyes, without collecting the money from elders, without making sweets for guest, without going out with friends.....I have long list without those still I m breathing ,and “prana” is left my body but I start realizing something oh!! My god, "I m not a child,I m 21 year old". Now, I start try to understand meaning of the word "responsibility”. Its very heavy word and I think a person weigh 50 kg can't bear this, so finally I decide to first start thinking on "TECHNIQUE TO INCREASE MY WEIGHT".

No Replacement

To,
My world

Wish I can write this blog with white colour which better explain this thing to you than words, nothing can define you except one word Maaaaaaaaa....... I can’t explain the cyclone, which is moving in my mind so finely I decide to write a letter to you. I know you can read this letter without reading it because only you can catch the signals of my brain. My heaven!! I m missing you, after leaving you, 2 months, 23 days, 3 hours, 23 minute and I m still counting I don’t understand the Magic behind it but there is something in your lap how could I forgot all tensions by just lie down on your lap, your hade massage, your touch. Still I can feel it. I tried to forgot the moment when you scold me like hell and I replied by just he..he..he..,but today why!! That funny moment make me cry, why!, your eyes in the thick glasses haven't allow me to forgot it, I know you r not an angel but I want you in front me right now.ya I know I am stubborn so what, I want to feel your "mammtav" which can only make wonder for me. Really MAAAA god made you for me because he can't be with me always but he should think about me again!! Well this time he can't help me, you know why? I never told this to you but the fact is that you replace god but he can NEVER replace you.
Miss u, Love u, Need u

Your Naughty

Sonu

what next!!

Articles done! What next? newspaper, tv i heard these name first time. Which birds name is this? acchu scold everyday, every teacher suggest to DO read newspaper and watch television. But what is happening, i think i m not getting. i open my eyes in one more lethargic and hectic day at 8.45. Somehow i manage toothbrush, bathe, breakfast in 15 minutes and rushed in class at 9. 9 to 5 I attend classes with my half open eyes on our very comfortable chairs and always complain there is something in this room as I enter in the room I start yawning and always feeling sleepy.so it is obvious I have to struggle and have to do kushti with my pillow (mind) n blanket (heart) for sleep. But atlast I won n got sleep my 'very' basic need.
Issue too many books from library but hardly read name of the auother finely i took katha and start reading it, but im wondering, i haven't understand the logic behind reading books. Everything is suddenly start make me bore, even sitting on the boundaries in front n back of hostel, no longer works for me. One single hour without work start annoying my brain and my mind is keep telling me lets do something plz lets do something i cant live like this, keep me busy.
But i m searching myself in me, is this I, can I get that tension free girl back, college days, bunking analysis and physics lectures, teasing friends, chaat, panipuri , samosa with curd and peanuts ,smsing to friends, aaj phir late !!ma ka datna ,choti ka lacture , fight for remote , big battle to sleep with ma! i m Surprised!!! i m missing those stupid days, still I m fighting with pillow(mind) and blanket(heart) after writing this blog again my brain start pinching me what next!!

....with unknown weapon

It's poisonous, do you really want to have it? I am warning u if u read this, something will be happen to you. ok!!! if u r ready to kill yourself then follow me !! keep your mind relaxed, close ur eyes, be calm. Now u r entering in our bedroom that’s what i can say for my room. We go there only to lie down on bed. Hey plz don’t look at my bed, i know it’s more messy than our DUSTBIN. Ya is Very clean bed, n so sweet tweety micky n dogi lieying on it. its richi rich's bed, no!! no!! don't get confuse, she is very very rich but in chirkuting(orkuting) n talking always smiling while sitting in front of her com's screen, imagine that Raj, vivek ,pranaw ,rohit sorry! actually i m very confuse who is the lucky guy. "Hi my name is richa goyel from panipat", she was the first one to whom i met in sscms and from our first meeting what i comprise was that, one thing is very imp to survive in this hostel i.e, listening skills. are yar koi suno to!! media lab, classroom, bathroom every place is just a chatroom for our hariyanvi tau... i just want to write a sweet poem in her respect
hay tera ye sharmana,
hay tera ye itrana,
class me jhapki lena,
phone pe batti dena,
dj ki class me questioning,
light k liye fighting ,
tumhariawaz me bhajan ki singing
kajrare ki dhun par tumahari dancing
ye sab v can managing but
tera muskarana gajab dha gaya....
Believe me it really need more courage than jumping from the balcony!! mayyyy iiiiii talk about a person who n richi jointly convert their bed into local train,our local train(alwyas late)its SUBBU sorry sorry!! deepthi.Next day after met richi i met this very soft spoken n tacit girl WONDERING! that was the only first appearance. she started like my... name ..is .. deepthi, deepti i asked, no! no! it’s D E E P T H I she replied. At that time i didn't know the term "paduke samsarique'(shut up) no time schedule for her sometimes got up at 3 in morning and sometimes went to bathroom when we were atainding the class, did work in lab when we were having lunch went to temple when we were having dinner but her banana n jackfruits chipps and brown halwa rocks!! Man. No body knows that how much she respect "DHARTI MATA" every morning she first touch the tiles with hand and head then she put her leg on it. The only problem is she love us but she can't express as we do, today she has shifted in the other room but one thing i really missed about her is, what? ? should i tell u, really should I, no.... yar....
Well Now i m introdusing the face of dateline bangalore sri sri savi, according to acchu- the princess of Himachal, her chicks are as red as Himachal's apple thats what bopu said for his fevorite student 'devi'.Very politely when open her mouth, seems to be very delicated but when she raised her hand in yes+ to sit on hot sit i was shocked!! i think not only i everybody who were there, then i realised she is real sherani."dekho chahe koi kitna bhi bura ho dil se sab acche hote hai".When we were singing antakshari in our dabba gadi wht do you think she suppose to do sung with us right !sometimes she did, but most of the time she couldn't because she have to do 'SAHAJ' na !! Still i haven't understand how can u feel mamtav for each and every person, how can you take care of the whole world. Well i really really respect her feelings because she never force me to do kriya!!, when her cute basket overflowed with my dirty cloths she never complained, she whisper very softly' kitna gand ho raha hai yar' and i got the massage for every thing right or wrong good or bad she always has same opinion "accha hai yar bhut accha hai"but it is very difficult to understand this mysterious creature of god . i remembered after interviewing suraj bhaiya how she cried 'main devi nahi hoo'!!! are you thinking that i m in trouble no!! oh!! my god the poision start working, suddenly you start loving me, roomies!! Right, but be aware one day it will kill u with my ........unknown secret weapon..