Wicked asshole champ

"Today felt as if u were lost somewhere..hope everythng fine...nice meeting u...thanks for taking out time..u r still cared 4"

That's what you sent me. Your msg is cared the way you were/are. There are times when you gotta move on, forgetting many things. You gotta move on for the good & you gotta leave something for good. It was the message I wanted to deliver by showing all the pause I had in my body language.

The gift you brought for me from Chicago will be cheered. That one dollar & a cent will be kept as special gift. It's OK if you dint bring chocolates today. Keep them with you, coz by that you'll save me from adding few pounds :) into the tonnes that my body already posses .Chicago in pics looked amazing & so did the pics of 105 floor building + you.

There are few things that can't happen. There are few things that I wanted but I resisted & hence came resistance to your demand of bike ride. There are missions which must be accomplished . You gotta move on if the things around you don't. It's a lovely time in your life, it's a high time. Hewitt, Bank of America & what not. Carry on the good work & stay a good friend of mine. (Very heavy but so true)

Good friends don't talk the way you did today. When things go over, they sound crap. That's what happened today & I had to pause. Apologies if you are offended anywhere by any chance. But you know, it was simply a gesture of care for a friend, the way I have tried to be. And if you don't know recite this post all again.

I'll miss what I wanted, you'll miss what you wanted.

Don't forget to catch up to the golden fortune which is coming yo way in all this missing around!!We'll definitely get freaky, just crack IIMs, IITs, Harvard, Wharton or Kellogg, li'l lesser ones will also do. But don't spoil the party for not getting something worth a dime.

hufffff...... li'l heavy it was. Isn't it??? A bit unusual, so I need a li'l dose of laughter..... Get down to something better, you wicked asshole champ.....coz am leaving the arena in search of a buyer for your gifted dollar & a penny.

Wish you a sweet journey to success. Dare you forget to give me lift en route &.....

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I opened my eyes, & so ended my dream as if I turned down a princess!!! But my final report submission will deffinately be turned down. 7 PM & it's still incomplete.

------------------fusssssssss - aur gubbara jameen pe----------------------

Touched.....!!!

I feel like feeling this feeling without revealing....coz on revealing the feeling might not be felt anymore.

I am touched!!!

It happens. At times it happens.

You are taken off, swept off of your feet and you realize that later. Someone's something touches you, without actually touching you. That's the part the physical touch hardly happened still the touch that happened, happened so strongly, which is like....Ohhh Goshh....

And that's what I am trying to tell you "I am touched"!!! It happens, it may happen for few moments, if not for hours or minutes. Than you become an owner of a touched soul.

But, the conscious soul comes out of sleep & tries to warn you of the consequences (whatever they may be). The fight between conscious soul & the touched soul continues. Between all this, you are forced to think. That's what happened & still is happening.

Sleepy me with Trembling legs is touched. Its 2 at night again. I dint sleep properly for past 3 days and this "touch" is still keeping me awake. The fight between Mr. Conscious & Mr. Touched is still onnnnnnnn...., forcing me to ponder a lot.

Dear Bloggy, whatever it is, it is sweet. At times you enjoy new feelings & you feel like continuing with feeling those feelings. It was & it is special.

And I am still touched.....

Dear bloggy
2 for you
Muaah Muaah ;)

"The Late Night Walks"

No assignments and no piled up pending work!
The cool wind at a winter night, rustling though the trees!
The peace of the late hour, the free flowing thought process!
Lesser disturbances and all the agreements with mother nature!
Makes the long relaxing walk at late hours more soothing than the cozy sleep in a warm blanket after a tired day!!

That's what I am relishing on these days... :)
"The Late Night Walks"
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He was never ready to accept her proposals....
May be he did wrong, may be he was right...
whatever...

But while parting, she gifted him a book titled "Anything for you...." by Tushar Raheja.

In return he also gifted him a book which goes by the name of "Almost Single" by Advaita Kala.

After a month during a casual talk on phone, they realized, coincidentally the title of books matched exactly to their responses for each other and the respective thoughts.

GIRLS ??????

Nelly Furtando is playing in the background n m not able to understand the wordings clearly... the brain's diverted...

Today
My friend's girl friend calls him "mohabbat man"... how sweet that is or how wierd is it? U can ask youself anything. But what when some friend asks you "koi GF bani teri??"
Whatever u may reply... I simply said "naa, mere bas ka nahi hai"
The female friend of mine continued "Arey yaar pata koi"
and i instantly rubisshed her questions + thoughts..

Yesterday
A junior met, asked "kya yaar, koi Girl friend to banao"
And I along with all ma single friends laughed, giggled and rubbished his thoughts too...

Day Before..
something similar

Two days before...
One of my friend's friend wanted me to introduce to few girls in college
Oh my God, now thats real crazy thing...

Weeks before..
A close friend--- "kya kiya tune ab tak NIFT mein?? Koi GF nahi??"
me "bas yaar...koi mili nahi or say not ma cup of tea, may be not smart enough"

uuffffff....... If having a girl adjacent to you is so important than why did God made them in scarce and than fitted them with high headedness.... If this was not enough, further he created so many of them who are Homosexuals...aaawwwwhhh...

If God had to do all that, than atleast he must provide us (single men) with an answer to cope with these kind of rubbish questions. Now, being shot down by such questions every next moment is somethng thats difficult to take or cope with

Girls...ummmm... they look beautifull but what beyond that....????
Me purely a straight guy, do love fairer sex. but thats not on my mind always. The world's going wierd as if thats the last thing left on the crust of earth.... but there's lot more ;)

Life's awesome to be a single too. Not trying to figure out till how long..... but m loving it (minus the times when posed with these difficult questions)

"The Story" Continues and "The Gyaan"

And before leaving she continued to impose one last thing she wanted. But he was too rigid to accept what she wanted, may be too selfish he was or whatever. They debated over the issue, exchanged countless messages before praising each other like they never did. And than she left, she left the city.....she left it because he really disturbed her thoughts and that bothered her every now and than. Other side he regretted that he couldn't talk to her nicely before she left. They just said "good bye and take care" nothing beyond it. He was left with a strange feeling, a feeling of emptiness, hollowness, a feeling that will keep questioning him "Can someone give so much importance and trust? Can someone put so much faith? Did you do right to her and to yourself". He was left with feeling of something's missing..... Obviously it's not love but yes all that happened was and will be cherished by the guy. And lastly he shouted "Will Miss You - Stay Strong and Stay Good"!!!

"THE END"


Hufffffff....Heavy stuff that was...need a bottle of gyaan or gin....Gyaan is here but the gin is missing :(

However much we have to do, we don't have to be in a hurry. Our whole way of life militates against this today. Our civilization has developed a mania for speed, careening out of control in the fast lane of life -- a race with no prize and no way of winning. One sure sign is that no one has enough time. Another is how many of us are always hurrying to be late. Everyone seems to be trying to fit more and more into the same 24 hours. That is the paradox: we hurry faster and faster only to find we have less and less time. Have you noticed that when you try to fit more into a day, you're likely to go through the whole day late?

It's a time I must get down, dream, woolgather, fantacize and finally sleep to wake up again :)

Tata

Story continues.....

And than he met her... fulfilled were many desires of both the people... "No one was wrong but both were the culprits". Even magicians get troubled when it comes to clapping with a single hand. No one was hurt but both brooded and continued. The "one who loved" will deffinately feel the pinch but the "one who was loved" also taken shaken... Hats of to the "one who loved"...

Twice the guy was ridiculus in past. He did talk rubbish stuff but never had guts to do that. The girl simply loved him despite the fact that she called him 'Lusty'. I am troubled to understand Y she called him lusty when he never even touched her... Even the guy brooded over the fact that he cared for her as a good friend and guided him, still was named lusty. Just talking about the shit doesnt mean that all such things are the only things that he can think of???? He's not crippled with horns and sex in his mind. Guys have been like this since long, they'll stay like this, we all know this, don't we?...but they are also sensitive to countless issues of life.... I SCREAM and YELL, hey u all girls out there "GUYs at times are more sensitive than u all" ....huh..

The guy and the girl meet and spend good time for the first time, they pack up fast food and eat that while sitting between the dogs and bitches in a strangest park in the town. The passing by time feels cozy to both of them, leave apart the off guarded stance when posed with awkward questions from each other. Weather creates a magic, they are off gaurded and get touchy. They talk a lot on all the issues.... lighten up the mood and shed the burden of botherations in career. They talk every possible shit, sit in every possible pose...hug and kiss to sign off.

Naaaaahhh...... before girl goes out of his life they spend an hour over a Posh cuppa coffee and the philosophies, pranks, jokes cuddle those li'l tears falling off her eyes. They exchange (gift each other) a book and wish each other luck...... Relationship which never started ends there but the diffrences still sustain.... The guy's guilty and he accepts that (may be coz the girl thinks so...ha ha..)...

The one who loved will be flying out of the life of "the one who was loved"......... gr8

In the world where we all are struggling, striving and hunting for that li'l attention and importance, guy consider's himself lucky to have all that. In return all he could gift her was the care and few boundaryless hours and the crap philosophies for that much needed strength when she felt low... oops did I told his non veg SMSes sent to her???

Hats off to people who dare to dive in to love someone and stay dedicated........ Hats Off


"Above all is a blend of fiction and reality".... and it's meant to hurt no one...

Life has taken a toll on me...coz I have been sensitive to issues of relationships be it friendship or anything beyond that. To an extent I have evolved with that and still trying to do so. Hope we all do that for the good :) Coz this gift by God called 'LIFE' deserves a lot more than philosophical shit... It deserves to be taken lightly at times and still not surrendering urself to the worst situations. Philosophy kisses the dustbin and the fun prevails... "FUCK TOUGH TIMES"

The fun must go on >>>>>>>>>

Keep off, If u don't like the stuff...

This thing's difficult to get rid of..... Man, u think a lot..... Enough of brooding... Now, gulp that down

Life was going good.... Y the hell it took another turn? And than y a person is bothered by my blog? Whatever I write, I write for maself..... Whatever I write is by me, for me and never targeted to hurt anyone. People out there, do whatever but please don't try to influence what I do with ma blogs. Its very personal and stays with me in ma good and bad times.... Let me be what I want to be, atleast here. Let me breathe freely coz at times the real world sucks... Let me fly, drive and ride ma blog in a manner I wan't to..... It's a humble request. My blog does not scream, yell and shout.... It's not for the whole world... not hundreads or thousands of people read it, and those who read it, they do forget it as soon as ma new blog comes up.... It's just an arena for me to shout whatever I want, be it fiction, reality or fantacy..... My life is ruled by different people at different times. At times m forced to do what I dont want... Its influenced smtimes by teacher, faculty, friends, parents, mob, society, traffic... other times by the rules, regulations, prohibitions, values, emotions and anything else. Lemme speak ma heart here.....don't bound me.... I deserve few easy, untangled, unbounded, free, least troubled breaths......

...and the life moves on....

hufffff...... My mum calls it my wife :)
She (Wife) was ill and out of order for last 16 days or so... I stayed away but the bigger thing is that I din't mis her. I had enough time to do so many other things. And I literally enjoyed slow pace of life without wifey. Now when she is back but in irregular shape, slowed down a bit..... n m talking about this "Tata Indicom broadand connection" which is back and so is maah bloggy. It deefinately took a toll on me to get her back in the real shape. Those endless calls to customer care people and than verbally torturing those chaps.... Wifey.... itne nakhre mat dikhaya kar yaar.

Love, Infatuation, Crush and similar things.... Have no idea why do these things keep haunting our lives. Sometimes feel all this is shit other times feel deprived of these emotions...STRANGE..
Those whom we love never accept us and those who love us never get acceptance from us and the vicious circle keeps revolving.....

This blog is dedicated to a girl who's been loving 'him' since long and still does. So much she loves that she's ready for.... Naah, God forbid 'he' shouldnt even think of all that.... God the guy needs strength, strength for her and his own good. God keep them away from evil...

She's been always there, her SMS or call pop up in his cell at anytime. Even he has relied on the girl to share few not common things of his life..... But He does not love her, neither commited her any such thing.

The real crazy to real senti stuff all has been shown to him by her. The Wierdest defination of love, the craziest way to spell it and the sentimentalest defination too. She's been jotting and sending him all.

He has always taken her lightly but never taken "for granted". Neither used nor exploited her for any selfish ulterior motive. All this coz he has been through daunting failure of a relationship, hence values human emotions and the girl's too. The boy knows that she always needed a support to survive and move in this jungle of wild animals. The girl is in Delhi far from her parents in another dinstant town... She's struggled a lot as does everyone else but she has done it all alone.

Now her expectation from him is that, he be her boyfriend for one day rather for 4-5 hours....coz the very next day she'll move back to other city, as this city might haunt her coz she couldn't get him or something else. The Babe wants to write a new confident story in the other metro of the country... She's confident today, appearing for CAT tommorow. Talked to him very confidently (not a usual scene since last one year), want's to hug him and before retiring on her bed she sends him a message "I Wan't you to love me for sometime.. I need it" and it left him in a delima of all sorts.....


Confused and a bit fucked up he is.... coz her struggle of life for years and dedicated love of more than 500 days will shift out of this city to other Metro. He can't commit and he won't but than he wants her to be happy the way he has kept all those who ever gave him importance...... Confused and fucked up he moves into his blanket to take deep breaths...

.....and the life moves on....