Paths to Past.. I

been many days and i have been thinking of everything that has been wid me all these years. memories, family, firends and my aspirations..
incidents that keep me still, gazing at the roof or at the open sky of moon or sun , as i recall them. every story , every moment spent in making that hour of life into a story of lifetime. i recall my grandfather.. who held my hands while i covered distances.. a grandfather who danced with me when i was happy, a grandfather who always carried me in his lap when i dint wanted to walk.. a grand father who always wiped my pain from heart as he wiped my tears.
i have the presence of such a person in my life, who always thought of one thing.. keeping everyone happy.. i have heard from many people around.. that he smiles when i m happy.. but i want to say that i carry on wid my life when he is happy.. he has been a teacher to me, a friend.. a brother.. a father and a god. i see him in my prayers..
i remember... i was in class 1.. and i stood 1st in my class.. 1st time.. i got the report card in the 1st period that day and i kept in my hands for whole day... even in bus.. and as i reached to my bus stop.. i stepped down.. and across the road i cud see my grand father waiting for me.. happily i ran towards him.. dint even noticed an ambassador car coming towards me.. well it hit me hard.. i fell on my knees... bruised badly.. but stood up again and ran towards him.. shouting... " dadaji first.. dadaji first..".. dint even felt that i was bleeding... i never cared .. neither my grandfather did.. he carried me in his arms.. and i hugged him tight.. after all he was my teacher... report card still in my hand.. my bag and water ball was in his hands, we walked towards home describing how i was praised in whole class for being such a good student.. that was my happiest day ever..
few years passed.. i got a chance to be on stage for the first time in my life.. class 3.. a group of 25.. 24 girls and me.. i was hell nervous.. and when it was the performance time.. i needed some one to support me.. to tell me through his eyes that "yes.. u r doing good.. better than every one behind u.." i went on the stage.. i was at the front holding the tricolour.. my eyes closed wid nervousness.. with a hope in my heart of everything going good.. and then when i opened my eyes.. i saw my grand father sitting in the first row of audience.. clapping, smiling and cheering me.. it brought a smile on my face too..
my heart speaks a lot when i think of him.. i share with him everything.. from my crush to my love.. i celebrate joys with him.. share tears wid him.. people.. even i have GF.. my Grand Father.. ;)

Being Away..

so many days gone by, and i have been living only by thinking. neither speaking nor writing. m going through a phase where none of my life's decisions are in my hands.

Love, work, friends.. my life is divided evenly between all these. i have started loving a girl ( yes again.. it happens wid me..) and she is the sole decision maker of this relationship. i have asked her to correct my smile but she said " achhi smile ho gayi to tu kisi aur ko pakad lega.. fer mera kya hoga..? " though i knew it was pure humor from her side, but how much i wished that the way she said in fun that she wanted to be close to me could have been true and the ultimate truth of my life.

work that i do is not that i want to be my job. it frustrates me most of the times.

Friends .. they came and now going. They hv been the sweetest part of my life for so many days and now leaving just wid a smile on their face and a hint of tear in their eyes. bidding goodbyes is not a sport that i do regularly. it shakes my soul everytime.

its been very regular wid my life as when i thought someone to be a close friend of mine, he always moved away.

school, college and now .. i made very few frnds wid whom i cud talk in early mornings when i wake up or late at nights just before i sleep. Friends whom i could visit at any hour of the day.

presently amit is reading newspaper at my side and anuroop is looking at the edited pics ( thats obvsly done by amit ) of our hangout done last weekend. we are all ready to jive in this weekend too as my brother is here for 2 days.

and as i think and write of everything thats running through my mind, i guess is because of being hopelessly in expecatations of success in all the corners of my life..

.. Love Work Friends ...

Being Myself..

How many times u have thought of someone else and dint do a thing that u always wanted to do..?

some of u might answer.. "always.." as you depend a lot on others for ur decisions and hence do as they say.. may be their experiences are far better than you taking risks.. but what u learned in that course of time then..?

my life is always surrounded by influential people who have a mindset of influencing people.. who want me to follow the paths that they covered.. they know about the stones and pebbles and want me to avoid them as i lead forward..

but how does it helps me anyway..? isnt it like i shud remember the way like they did and then guide other people to the destination without getting hurt..??

does it gives satisfaction..? a feeling of achieving something is always missing. u never reached there on ur own. u r not the winner. u never faced cuts and bruises that time showed.. u never enjoyed ur life then. i know this because i did the same. followed what others said.. been a mice in a rat race of today's world. someone always holding me up by my tail and dropping me forward but then i lost the grace of being a winner.

been months i m trying to do what my heart says.. i have been myself for quite a period now. i am taking my life on my terms. i know how it feels. you fall, you get dropped, you loose but then its all urs..

a moment of success will come in everyone's life.. but make sure it was you who crossed the line by urself.. so that u can always say.." i get here because i was myself.."

Imperfectly different..

Plannings..? dreams..? do they always come out the way u wished them to be..?

since i was 15.. i thought of something else to be than wht i m nw.. i thought of becoming a soldier when i was 12.. then a cricketer when i was 17.. then again a soldier when i turned 20.

today i am an engineer.. and do no work that can actually please my soul. everything that i thought in my life was imperfect. my decisions.. my thoughts of living.. chasing my dreams.. everything associated to my life was termed imperfect. and that had to be done one day.. for the things i did.

i used to draw and paint.. something that no one in my close vicinity used to do. from far.. it looked like a magic.. but when a closer eye examined it.. remarks were.." its not that perfect the way it looked.." "but definitely .. its different.. ".

one day i thought to write something.. a poem or a piece.. it was incomplete but first viewers are your close ones and their views are always in their mind.. "its totally imperfect.. change this.. change that..". i grew from that age.. my words of expressions changed.. the direction of my life changed and so changed the views and the way i wrote.. but people close still say "it has to be more perfect.."

should i be sad..? or happy..? should i smile my way around or just be there in a corner to improve from my imperfection..? its the way i have been doing since years.. to be someone who is imperfect in all the things he do..

there have been many a times when i dearly wished that my work gets appreciated.. but some moves you make in life are definitely not the best. someone perfect is always there in the world to prove your imperfection. sometimes a gentle praise can push a milestone a mile ahead when you want to travel world.

my journey is full of people who have their milestones.. their destination fixed. i m still striving to be someone different.. to be someone great.. to be a known face in the world..

i want to be imperfectly different.. because u r different when u r not the same and with some imperfections behind you.. u always improve..

Dreams of Success...

just like any other usual day.. i was sitting in the cafeteria of my office.. and few tables away i cud see a poster displaying a beautiful scene and words of encouragement as.. "Nothing is as real as a dream.. go for it..".. and i smiled..

having sips of cola with wafers mellowing the time.. i thought that i think everyday.. of my dreams.. goals.. ambitions.. success and achievement..

i admit... since the day i joined the company i hv become more ambitious... my hunger for success increased within no time.. and now i want to reach heights where one doesnt feel sad.. only proud and happiness takes u over..

sitting over there... i thought of penning down something.. a framed story or any fictional tale related to dream and beauty wasnt possible.. so after years.. i wrote a poem.. may be it wont have that smoothness that my earlier poems used to had.. but the person writing this has changed over the period of time.. and isnt the same.. i named it as..

"Dreams of Success"

as the dreams fly on
with my take on life
just to hold them once
everyday i strive

alone in the woods
i walk the dawning day
watching them go
behind the clouds and golden rays

and my senses tickle me to smile
with no reason i keep moving miles
for the catch, that i see every night
as i sleep, to welcome a day bright

with the wants and wishes
i close the day
with some aspirations
that glorify the way

ah! i am tired
feel lost and dead
screams of pain
now all over spread

into a river i dive to flow
been a person who needed to grow
like an age it seems now
success is my life, my beauty and vow!
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so.. now.. after writing this i realized hw much i am into my thoughts and dreams that i dont see the small happiness around me.. smiles of faces dont attract me anymore.. something is stoned within me that is not melting.. maybe with time as i rise to greater heights.. the sun wud melt it down..

after all success has the heat, that makes everyone bow..

Heart that Follows..

It was around 10 in the night.. when i had a random thought of yours from the vast pool of memories of good earlier times..

as i watched ur pic in orkut.. i suddenly realized instead of moving on.. i was moving back for u.. haphazardly i closed the window down and laid back on my bed. eyes closed.. and behind the darkness came ur image.. i was startled.. in a flash i went through all over again..

it was very unusual for me to react like this.. for a moment i thought i wont b able to get over you ever in my life.. cuz in my heart i knew i never wanted to.. but ur thoughts rose beyond the horizons and kept travelling in the clouds of memories..

broken n shattered.. i wish every second of my life.. although i miss ur presence in my life.. i shud never loose the treasure of memories that u gave me.. those are the shining stars that keep my nights glowing.. when the blueness of moon fades away.. a light that purifies my soul.. a reason to dream.. and love...!!

all that is left wid me is ur shape in my memories.. ur color.. ur eyes.. ur face and ur smile... and as i see them going away from me in my nightmares.. i run after them.. trying to stop u.. make u hold for a second.. just to confess what i feel.. but ur tears weakens me.. and with trembling heart i wake up.. disoriented and mindless i feel..

my music of life.. highs and lows.. is all inspired by you.. in this ocean where love is salty and hard.. a teardrop of ur love for me is as pure and divine as elixir.. but when i woke up.. all that i felt was something salty in mouth.. and wet cheeks..

clearly indicating.. i hv lost my drop of elixir.. and m now a diver in same ocean.. filled with salty liquid within.. whose depth cant be measured.. and where i will sink one night.. following my heart..

company of shadows...

We walk.. we move.. we sit.. stand.. run.. halt..! generally to see the path we move on.. we need light..

and being opaque.. as the rays of light hit you.. ur shadow gets a birth.. may be beside.. in front or behind.. it somehow gets attached to you and your journey.. and as u move on.. you see no-one but ur darker image covering it up with u..

many days gone by.. i saw myself standing still.. heading nowhere.. but now i can see a ray of light sourced from my destination.. i have to follow that.. its very dim. i can barely see the path that i need to cover.. and this journey is something that i have to cover alone..

its not that i fear solitude but its always better to have a companion to travel a path with you.. i took the first step.. and suddenly i got my companion.. a silent dark friend.. that had almost the same shape like mine, maybe in different ratios.. that frnd moved with me.. never talked.. and became prominent as i reached closer to the destination.. the intensity of light grew higher and so was my friend's darkness..

sometimes when i thought i m losing the way.. i stood still and looked at him.. he was always at the opposite side of the light.. being my compass i cud get the direction to move towards.. being a silent help.. he always showed me the actual meaning of friendship.. and every time the assurance that came from him.. "dont worry.. i am you.. and yours only.. keep moving..!!"..

i reached my destination.. and stood just below the sun.. and i saw my friend in the shortest dimensions.. i was confused.. but the moments of joy took over me.. and i went ahead.. leaving the destination and sun behind me..

its dark again.. i am waiting for the rays that would bring my friend back.. because.. "a journey continues... to reach a destination... that is unseen.. but close.. and i will reach there.. with my shadow accompanying me.. always..!!"..

Speeding Through...

Travel.. the synonym of life.. a journey that only u have to travel.. a path whose destination no one knows.. the turns are hidden.. the curves are curvaceous than expected.. the milestones situated at various points that only u need to cover..

my present journey is lifeless.. soulless. i dont see any milestones around.. i cant see any turns..

suddenly what i feel like is.. a point of time speeding through me.. taking me back into past carries me with itself and rush through the future.. passing exactly from the point where i m standing now.. and i can see myself standing stoned at a point since the age when i thought i can do wonders.. when i thought the time will kneel below me.. when i thought i will prove my existence..

the time carries me on its lap and runs fast..and shows me what i have achieved till present.. makes me realize how i have been through all these phases.. and what i m doing now.. is that what i am supposed to do..? and then swiftly takes a turn and takes me through a dark tunnel.. with bumps and thorns in paths..

i was scared.. i was moved.. i m not used to such pain.. i have never been through all these paths before.. i wanted to stop.. take a pause from that horrifying scene.. but the lights formed like a lightening over me.. the dark path was now showing me an end that was as brightened as the diamond's corner cut.. sparkling and shining..

and then i stop and found myself at a place.. stale.. silent.. motionless.

i realize what i saw.. been to past.. saw myself in the present and moved to future in a whisker.. realized that the aim i want to conquer is a path of darkness that has all the shine in the end.. the fame and ecstasy accompanied with acclaim and recognition is not an easy way.. but the effort u give in to cover that path... will ultimately brighten up.. the way that one wud hv never thought of..

i learned the lesson.. i want to move.. i hv all courage now to face the flips and flops of life.. but the way time is speeding through me.. i just fear of moving so fast.. that if i leave my soul behind.. would i ever be able to collect it back..? 'cuz the journey is only one way...!!

Answers of Expectations...

its 1:40 A.M. displaying on the screen right now and m not able to sleep.. something is disturbing me... and i dont know why i am writing this.. may be something's running in back of my mind that will actually come off later..

right now.. ravi is drowned and is searching some code that the great late da Vinci left for Mr. dan brown to write and ravi to read.. and saurabh trying to sleep behind me... but maybe the screen light is affecting him.. and he expects me to shut down the system soon..

expectations... hopes.. aspirations.. dreams... and LIFE..!! all these words are so interrelated that one actually forgets the fact of life.. the gift gifted.. to be HAPPY..

who doesnt expects..?? me u or they..? everyone grows up wid some expectations.. some dreams that he hopes to get fulfilled wid time.. but it solely depends on people to whom u expect.. every expectation is a question.. that has an answer..

a wise person said.."people who expect more.. loose more cause they rely on others for the deed to be done..".. now this person was called wise cause these words actually reflected truth n wisdom. all this arise due to relationships.. root cause being affection, trust and belief.

the gifts of affection gets returned by covers of expectations.. the rudeness of friends gets reflected with the breaking of expectations.. some smiles are favored and bonding create in the fair of expectations.. people all around with empty hearts fill in expectations.. of love.. of success.. of favors.. of happiness.

i have seen humans living in expectations of aims.. just to lead their lives.. dependent on some one to help them.. cruise through the ocean of fire.. carve a path.. that destines to salvation..
and i exist in the same ocean.. just as a drop.. having little to get affected but a lot to fulfill someone else's Expectations...

i get hurt when m not full on some one's thoughts.. when m not the figure the way they crafted about me.. when i am a failure when some one is riding on me and my success.. i am a simple man.. who only knows.. neither to expect.. nor to get to know about others expectations from you..

lead a simple and free life.. its a single birth.. live on ur terms.. cause answers of expectations wont be always sweet..

Thinking Reasons..

Thinking.. an action that makes your mind work.. shows u a direction.. gives the opinion about right and wrong.. and helps u taking up the decision that u follow afterwards..

i was a simple man.. with simple beliefs and thoughts.. with clear mind and pure heart n soul.. i always thought every person is alike.. talks the same way, walks the same way and lead a similar kind of life. i believe thats how u think when you are too young..

but slowly u grow up... u see changes and u think why are they happening..? u question your friends.. parents or ur near and dear ones.. u try to figure out the reasons behind the changes.. sometimes you succeed but sometimes u move on in life without getting an appropriate answer..

in the very same manner i grew up.. met a lot of people in life.. have been a good friend to many.. never back stabbed anyone.. and always tried no one gets hurt because of me.. many questions rose at various destinations of life whose answers m still searching..

situations and people.. show you some reality in life.. so they did in my life too.. came across a number of people.. read many minds.. hv been a part of many a lives.. and in return.. got some teachings.. some facts.. some lessons..

people come.. explore u.. become a part of your life... and you being ignorant allow them to add into it.. and then something happens.. some conditions rise and they leave you.. this is how life treats you..

but.. are all the reasons apt..? the reason of people going away from u..? was it their way of utilizing u..? or it was actually very genuine.. i have been thinking..! thinking reasons of losing people whom i actually thought very close to me.. people whom i accepted without any conditions..

now as they r far away.. i definitely dont care about them as they r no more important in my life after their decision of going away.. but reasons... reasons are something that i always wanted to know.. cause.. at some phase of my life.. they were a part of it.. and i existed in them.. i was a part of them too..!!

Drops from heaven..

Rains... the word itself gives pleasure to many a thirsty souls.. me you and many others.. who can smell the freshness of first drops after an age long heat.. wont agree more on the happiness that it brings...

these days i m in kolkata and have faced a hell of a time... similarly.. like saurabh.. "there was never a day when i dint cursed kolkata.."

as i always did... taking my bike out.. and running on full throttle... tea mesmerizing my mood.. sweets to mellow my mind.. and lastly the city view from the hilltop... thats the way i treat the first drops from heaven...

some moments i miss still gets played like a movie when i close my eyes... friends on the backseat and shouting.. screaming their lungs out... the chill of air shivering my hands.. and drops falling on my forehead and eyelids as i stare up towards the sky..

but kolkata actually showed me its importance.. heat and humidity took toll over us in past few weeks.. a place where every thing was going wrong in our lives.. the weather showed me some hard ways getting along wid life...

that afternoon.. when "bijli" actually made its presence felt... was one of the happiest moment that i had here... soon after it was raining.. and everyone i saw around me were dancing.. jumping in happiness... anuroop shouting.. YAAYYYY.... YAYYY... BIJLIII.... and saurabh jumping running shouting BIJILII in his own typical way.. and ravi shouting.. AAJ TO MAZA AA GAYA.. everyone seemed so happy...

on the terrace.. they played cricket... then tea.. snacks... and a heartful of memories... took re-birth inside me.. a great time.. after 4 years meant a lot to me.. some joys lost were now recovered... in this new phase of friendship...

thoughts were flying... so was me...

arguments of silence...

waiting..?? hmmm... so u have decided that you wont speak..!! why..?? just because i said you something that you would never b able to forget.. and something that invaded your heart that u also know is true..?? so.. is it a fault..?? confessing love.. to show that u care..?? friendship ends like this..?? on such empty notes..??

ever thought.. how much one person can care for you..? how much u cud hv hold importance in one's life..? the trust some one wud have on u..??

when u move on un destined paths.. there is always some one close to you sharing ur each step.. looking at you.. holding you.. guiding you for correct turns.. some one.. whose wishes always take care of you..

there was a time when we used to sit together.. holding hands.. silently looking into each others eyes.. but now.. separation has made way between us.. your silence is horrifying .. with your back towards me.. is giving no happiness.. i feel as if the world is filled with sadness.. my words ached u.. but those words when told by you comforted me most.. gave me divine happiness that showered smiles in my life.. your presence left an essence of love and kindness..

away by miles.. words now dont exist within us.. holds silence from both ends arguing to each other.. and i always wish.. that may be.. just may be.. some day.. this silence will break... will break into tears.. of confessions and realizations.. someday u will say me how close i was to your heart.. how important i was as your part.. how deeply you always thought about me.. and how i breathed in your name all this time..

everything that i cudnt say while being silent.. will pour out of soul.. to reach you.. for a place in ur heart named after me.. to stay till life departs..!!

MOTHER..

"mumma.. aaj school nahin na jana mujhe.. please.. ghar pe rehna hai.. " i remember these words when i was almost 6.. i had tears all over my face.. my tooth was broken.. it was paining.. so i dint wanted to leave for school that day.. she gave me a hug.. and said.. "school nahin jayega to seekhega kaise..??".. and i answered.."aap bhi to teacher ho... aap sikha do"..

mother.. the teacher to all.. and in a way that no else can be.. the relation so pure.. that comparison of it doesnt holds any boundaries.. any meanings.. the person who understands your pain by feeling it herself.. one who sheds tears with you when you cry.. one.. with whom you dont feel shy to share anything..

my meaning of mother can only be limited to my vision.. my understanding and my knowledge..

mother for me is.. who teaches to take steps in life.. who makes you speak.. who incorporates all the values in you to complete you as a human.. who is always a guiding way to success..

the selfless of all.. mother.. even her slaps on your face wont hurt you that much.. that it hurts in her heart.. the ocean of love that always ponders warmth is what every child crave for.. for me.. mother has always been a pillar of my life.. separation can never exist between this relationship..

mumma.. mom.. mummy.. mum.. maa.. many a words that define mother.. coming straight from heart.. calls for the god.. she gave you birth.. she brought you into this world.. she is the god.. helping your ways when u face troubles. a cozy shelter from the world.. a person of morality and humanity.. a person most important in anyones life.. mother.

i love her.. more than anyone else.. she is the reason where i stand now.. i owe my life to her.. the relationship that has all the divinity existing in it.. makes me feel pure.. when i m in her lap.. her tears are my worries.. her smile is my happiness..

be what age.. i m always ur lad.. the kid yearning for your affection.. i love u mumma..

a depiction..

the glory of the tree is actually measured by its leaves and fruits.. the height it raises to.. the depth of roots they go and reach..

the matter is.. what when the depth and height is there.. but the ornaments that it wears are missing..? i understand.. the autumn has also its role to play.. but what if the spring goes unnoticed..??

sometimes.. the time dont give u a damn.. doesnt care for you.. and follows it own path to entertain others.. somehow neglecting your needs.. be however u stand high. all that matters sometime is the air that brings you spring back in.. we have our pride in showing others what we own.. what we carry on our shoulders.. what we do and what we get in return..

we.. have our own glory in displaying our traits.. feel proud for being the person we are.. and value amongst others.. but never ever care for the depths we should have. the maturity that generally goes missing in many a people.. keeps you 2 inches above the ground. floating in the air.. we never know when we could fall..

me.. as a person respect values.. have my friends to boast and some heights in form of expectations i want to reach... time as changed.. have blown away all my leaves.. i have no fruits to bear.. standing alone.. i only have a hope that time would change.. maybe spring will follow the autumn.. some freshness will elegantly soothe me with its eloquence.. some Florence will recolor my dry shades .. some cool breeze will tickle my branches.. and will make me feel special..

...will make me feel won some day.. achievements very hard for me to count as my leaves.. i can only say that whole of my time i actually spent giving shadow.. but this time i expect a swing.. that tracks me back in the paths of success and leads me somewhere that i can glorify all..

life holds some special purpose.. i cant be always a log.. whose destiny is to get burnt some day.. i want to b a gold.. more i grow old.. precious i get..

everyone have their own ways.. my way is simplicity..!

Caricature of AAO FRIENDS.. ( apollo villa spcl.. )

with this post i wud like to put an end on my journey of ILP.. though there have always been some moments that cant be written but that doesnt mean that i've forgotten them.. ur words are still into me.. saved in my cage.. people who matter to me are very few.. and m glad that now even u all are also a part of it.. as together we make a bond.. a unity.. which always gets popular with every hour.. AAO FRIENDS.. the name of fun that kept the momentum going even in the worst and hardest of times.. A tribute to all of u.. ur existence.. from my perspective... so any questions.. ask me directly.. ;)

the people i met.. ( in chronological order)..

1. Swakshar

ohh GAWWWDD... this man is like sting in ur tail.. u feel the pain but its still a part of u.. some times irritating.. he has been the spice of the journey called ILP.. from TDS to Liquid.. from mid-night House Parties to the TANG after hangovers.. from Digital Fortress to the Mayyiyat Man.. he gave all of us many a reasons to celebrate and get jovial.. he definitely showed stars to many of us with his crude talks.. but never ever let the bond of friendship weakened in front of anyone.. one of the pillars that made this gang stand still at every worst going.. great host.. fabulous person to get along with.. always a company if u want to eat.. pushes u to have fun and makes u realise that u shud party as u never know when u'ld finish off from this earth.. witty talks.. gave me many reasons to smile whenever i felt low... talent loaded in him but rarely gets displayed.. down to earth.. aims higher than sky.. thats how i address Kundu..

2. Ravi

hmmmm... he was a grandfather within all of us.. body of 20 but mind of a 60 yr. old one.. thinks.. and thinks and thinks.. and then askes u what did u said few minutes back to him.. coz he never listened to tou while he was thinking.. matured and rational decisions he takes.. sometimes when irritated he definitely makes ur time bad.. well i hv hardly seen him making ur time tuff.. but always a great company of ur gud times.. this man actually made me realise that we shud study in our training programme... well.. it was a delight to watch him with his broad smile that covers half of his face.. some one whose company still makes me feel that friends alws accompany u wherever u go..

3. Anoroop
hmmm... "yayyyyyyyy...." and "light le lo.." .. when u hear this voice coming from a corner.. get sure anuroop is talking.. well a man who generally prefers listening over talking.. a reader by nature.. someone who believes his luck wud never ditch him.. a person who buries most of his emotions and pours out only when he is wid himself.. i hv hardly seen him worrying upon any matter... a shining star that always twinkled whenevr it was a dark night... listened to all of my coffee table plans and always nodded to what i said.. gave me some amazing memories to remember and cherish for.. always...

4. Saurabh

ab YE KYA HAI...?? iske baare mein bhi likhna padega..?? hehheee.. this guy was one of the most mysterious characters of ILP... his words.. one cud never take out a single meaning from it.. seriousness reflecting from surface.. he is always confused about the happenings around him.. people loved him for his unusual acts.. he is an instant famous.. he hates summers... loves his streaked hairs.. he tries to do all possible things in life and has guts wid him that is followed by glory..

5. Abhishek

here i met a boy with broken hindi.. that generally brought smiles on everyone's face whenever he used to explain anything in hindi.. though he was a man of total FUN.. he kept his promises whenever he was wid us.. a very emotional man... feels a lot for bangalore and always beleives in making friends feel special.. a great party goer.. love to chill out wid whatever companion he gets.. makes friends in no time and always cages a special place for them in his heart.. humor in his talks is like sweetness in sugar.. responsible for many a things that enlightened the spirits of us..

6. Ganesh

Yo man.. this guy was the most simple one in our group.. though we had very less talks.. but still he was a man that truly had some vision in his eyes.. he always had a wish to do better in the tasks he did.. we shared some common interests.. getting late for office.. having tea in evening.. and getting screwed in EC1.. well a soft spoken man with a pure heart... friends come in all sizes and shapes.. :)

7. Manish

stylish.. smart.. lean n thin and i called him Mr. Volume.. he will start slowly.. and gradually increase his volume of voice... gets excited very soon.. has a fetish for reading i suppose ( as he had a bagfull of books during training period..) well never does anything wrong but always gets trapped in the acts.. has been a wonderful frnd to everyone.. his talks will always stay in ur minds.. so.. he will alwz be there in our memories..

8. Manoj

soooooo.......... manoj is here.. and whats he doing..?? ohh.. he is studying... well i beleive he spent 70% of his time with his books.. and got paid off well in the second phase.. he was a company to me when almost no one was there.. some talks we shared were heart to heart.. well kool by nature he also parties hard.. as hard as he works.. the best thing in him is.. he knows what he wants and gives his full effort.. best thing abt him is.. he takes serius matters lightly and solves them practically.. that very few people know to do..

9. Animesh

finally i get a chance to write for him... great great great person... initially dint knew him well but as the days passed.. he started to get on my nerves.. never left a chance to bug me.. but ironically.. i sumhow liked his company.. well.. he was a partner to me whenever something bad i wanted to do.. made a hell lot of fun to me.. but even cried wid me.. accompanied me when i definitely needed a company.. been wid me at the hardest of times.. though nerve scratching.. he made moments lighter wid his smile...


........................ so.. finally this thing is over... ILP .. was a great time.. :)

some words for "life"..

"so.. jasmit.. tell me the shortest description of the word life.." a question asked to me in my most important interview..

it was already like 25 minutes in the room and what i could see in the room was the set of eyes expecting an answer that could really give him enough reasons to hire me.. that person wud have been like 50 at age.. hairs and face reflecting the wisdom and experience he had in his lifetime.. a smile that motivates you to be a success.. calmness of water and cool as ice. that person was staring straight into my eyes to judge whether that answer will be a fake one or something that originates straight from my heart.. as by now he was well aware that i have capabilities of knitting net of words.. my poems proved that to him...

with utmost sincerity i answered the shortest answer possible.. " sir.. life is candle.."

i never had a blink of eye since the second i was asked this question.. my eyes wanted to cage all the moments of his expression after hearing my answer.. as this has been my habit.. i cudnt fake myself at that point of time.. then i saw a smile.. the smile which makes you feel accepted.. the smile of agreeness. the wrinkles on his face gatherd together so as to wish each other.. smile on his face stretched from the lips to the ears.. and from ears to eyes..

and i was selected for the company.. well i had to.. there was no other option left.. neither for him.. nor for me..


................................ been like 2 years now.. life has changed a lot.. the candle is now shorter in height.. though the intensity of flame is same.. one can see the molten wax at the base.. proof of the warmth generated by me..

now i am coming to an end.. i hv lived enuff.. brighten many a lives.. and been a company for unknowns.. meaning of life is now changing..

its what u see in the pic.. now "sir.. its no more a candle.. its candle.. with a blank sheet ready to be scribed upon by a pen.. and a cup that contains your favourite flavour of life.. mine is coffee..".. astonished..??? u shud be.. how can just 2 years can change a person so much.. well it can.. and it has..!!

gone through many phases.. met many people.. if u be only a candle.. they have much stronger heat than ur own flame to melt you.. but why..?? cuz.. u are not enlightening their lives..

so i have given them an option..

write on the paper what they want me to be... scribe down what u feel.. scratch on me.. and if u want.. tear me up.. but dont blow winds to put my flame off... i hv been thruu enuff of torments.. i hv seen a lot of winds trying to wave me off.. so please now follow my way..

i will burn my way for you.. u have a cup of coffee there.. sit there.. sip my flavor of life.. and enjoy watching me getting melted second by second the way you want... interesting view.. isnt it..??

in love.. for PUMA..

"jassi.. aaj tu office jaayega..?".. those were the words Saurabh asked me when i woke up at 10 in the morning today.. while he was hooked up to net surfing some torrent site.. and i sadly said NO.. as i had to open an account for the passport thing..

so.. while i gazed at the television with some song channel playing any random song.. saurabh now fully ready moved out of house so that he can have some cool air in office's AC..

well he goes there when he feels its too hot in here at home.. he goes there.. hits the gym for an hour or so.. plays carrom.. chills at maitree room.. have his lunch.. then coolly comes back to city centre to spend his evening.

but.. this lovely routine showed him the worst part of kolkata today.. since morning the weather was too hot.. hot enuff to burn ur skin.. but courage was all saurabh's as he decided to go to office.. well.. i told him not to go and company me for bank work.. but he insited on going and i dint forced him.. soon after he left.. a message comes.. " bahut garmii hai bahar.. mat nikalna.. jal jaaoge".. the second message.. "rice ko balcony mein rakh do.. boil ho jayenge.. gas waste mat karo..".. i was laughing at each of his word.. his sense of humor is impeccable. his witty talks brings smile on my face..

anyhow.. whole day passed.. i went to bank wid anuroop.. my work complete by 4:00 PM.. i came back and had a nap.. then.. again i felt its too hot.. so we decided to move out to city centre.. then came saurabhs message.. "aaj bahut frustration nikalni hai.. jaldi milo city centre pe".. we went there and as we were having some gupchups there.. saurabh came wearing different t-shirt than what he wore in the morning..

in the morning he wore a PUMA T-SHIRT which almost looks like the one in the pic.. i thought.. may be after gym he wud have changed his t-shrt but the moment he met.. he started yelling.. "this place is the worst of its own kind.. u go to gym.. and when u return.. u see ur t-shirt gone.. stolen.. we work in the company where every one is paid.. but these ethics..? these values..? this is what our company boasts of..?".. and we were shocked.. saurabhs T-SHIRT.. his PUMA that was gifted by her sister was stolen in company's gym..

he was broken.. he hardly said anything more after that.. we sat in city centre for few minutes.. and returned back.. saurabh.. sleeping behind me has no idea whatsoever where his t-shirt might be.. but what i can see is HIS LOVE.. FOR HIS PUMA.. this aint meant to laugh.. but before he slept he said.. "why all this has to happen wid me only..?".. do u hv an answer..? i dont have..

ILP... 13th FEB.. The Friday.. Last Day..

THE LAST DAY OF ILP.. GREAT TIME IT HAD BEEN.. GOLDEN MEMORIES GIFTED BY TCS TO ME..

never wanted this day to come.. as who likes to get away from friends.. but..days dont go as u alwz wish.. this morning when i woke up.. i felt i ws already teary.. and when saw in mirror.. dried streaks of tears were all over my face.. as if i've cried whole night while i slept. my heart was heavy.. cudnt say a word.. and as i saw everyone getting ready for the last day.. i cud sense they were feeling sad too.. the best time of life was now on the verge of end.. sukkhi and rohit ( my cllg juniors ) came to meet me early in the morning... we chatted for a while.. being closest to me.. i cud see they were feeling bad as that was my last day in bhubaneshwar wid them. any how we got ready.. and had some pics outside the historical appolo villa...

then when reached koel campus.. the environment was different.. everyone busy to capture the moments under their lenses.. people divided in groups.. talking to each other as if they are never going to see them ever again.. this was obvious..

but i wasnt able to talk to anyone.. i stared hard at everyone's eyes.. but cudnt say a single word.. people shedding tears.. taking photographs.. contact no.s email ids.. employee no... actually flowing in the waves of emotions that originated from their hearts.. was leading nowhere.. but just to the end of ILP.

the people from jabalpur were having a round table conference.. like each one representing the view for other person.. even appolo villa people started doing that.. and it was fun.. saurabh imitating sharukh's moves.. animesh doing "haule haule" and "tujhmein rabb dikhta hai".. me doing a thanks giving.. once again.. without slangs ;).. some how we tried to pass away the day.. which was growing heavier second by second.. i dont even remember hw much coffee i had that day.. i was talking to a few people whom i really knew wont b able to talk anymore so easily.. i tried to put an end on shiv's "sach bol".. an end on richa's "ye to hudd ho gayii".. end on kudus "abe senti.." and end on my heart's push to cry on such memories..

the last session.. people were awarded for scoring gud in 1st phase.. ( of course i wasnt in there.. ).. and then.. it actually happened.. tearful eyes.. shaking of hands.. hugs .. painful smiles.. "best wishes" and "take care" with "be in touch" messages.. personally made my feet heavy and hrd to move.. i dint wanted to stay there any longer.. i just had a rhy smile on my face.. and before i broke out in tears i preferred to leave from there..

i thanked my LC sudha for being such a wonderful guide.. my project mates.. and those people whom i wud never b able to forget. best times in life are very hard to close..

reached home.. packed bags... and left appolo villa when almost no one was there.. manoj n kundu.. saw me off.. sukkhi rohit swati tapas n many more juniors came to see me off.. i wanted to meet everyone.. but cudnt.. i cant wave sign off with tears in my eyes.. neither in theirs..

and as the kundu was continuing on his strings.. with the most beautiful tune i left the appolo villa for ever..

something happened to me that made this day one of the worst ones in my life..

Friday the 13th.. i hate that day..

ILP... 12th FEB..

THE GREAT NIGHT.. THE GREAT DAY.. THE LAST MOMENTS OF "B-3" APPOLO VILLA TOGETHER.. SOME PRECIOUS MOMENTS ..


hmmm...so second last day.. morning was very painful.. yes.. my head was spinning and was aching very badly after last night's drink.. ohh.. i remember i took 2 disprin tablets.. had lemon drink, 3 cups of tea and lots of plain water..

while this whole drama was carrying on.. i cud see everyone laughing.. some one kicking on my butt saying.. " jab pii nahin sakta to kyun piitaa hai itna...".. hahahha.. i agree.. hence after i decided i wont drink.. i dint knew for how long i wud keep that promise to myself.. but i was sure that i wont do that again. early in the morning.. saurabh came.. he wid ravi started to bug me.. complaining that i spoiled the whole night as they missed all the fun.. while they were busy doing programming in lab for the project work that had to be shown that day..

well.. it was thursday.. so i dressed in my fav combination.. ( red tie, white shirt and black trousers ).. wanted to feel gud again.. ahh.. last day was so bad.. but had all my intentions co cover up that with this day. never for a single moment i let anyone felt that i had any sort of pain in my heart except that few faces i fell in love with.. wud not be there from next day.. few people who i now thought as a part of my life will leave only their memories after next day.. few ppl i loved wont be seen now from the next day..

me as a person is emotionally very strong.. when it comes to face.. but renuka said me one evening that my eyes speak a lot and my face never support my eyes.. so however cold my reactions are.. warmth is always felt.. i was very shy to hear that.. but it was the truth that she told.. almost everyone close to me asked me.. whats bothering me...

what i cud hv said hv been a lie if i had said "nothing".. but.. i dint said that.. i tried to tell almost all people who wre in ILP close to me that how much they mattered to me.. how much close i felt they were to me.. how much a part of mine they had become. the batch 74 A and 74 C returned to the Koel Campus from IT park.. so was having a hell lot of gud tym.. few faces returned.. abhishek, anuroop, richa, puneeta, abira, bharat n all.. felt like as if i got oxygen just before i thought m out of breath.. that push of adrenaline in me.. made a day very happening for me..

i spent hours talking with every one... but but but... before that we had the project presentation that day.. gosh.. it was so good.. Mr. Doubtfire Yogananda gave the best explanation of the project. i think.. sudha was happy the way we represented our project.. and then a small viva.. in which i answered not a single question.. great time... it was the happiness of getting released on 13 that was hovering on me..

what else i remember of that day is.. a talk with richa and abira in the canteen.. where richa described me her "criteria" for her right man.. and i was all laughing.. and still laughing while writing this.. few serius talks.. heart to heart that made this bond strengthened better than ever.. as B-70 batch whatever we did.. like.. play, the extempore.., book review.. project time.. the cobbler day.. everything.. may be anuroop and abira wud hv felt like a spectator.. but i cudnt hv done much regarding that..

came evening.. we started packing our bags.. after it was done it was the time the appolo villa B-3 decided to have a party.. may be the last one together.. and we started moving towards Far Pavillion.. as we landed there best thing was viewed.. a bull fight.. it was awesome.. one car was on its right two wheels after one bull striked it hard.. it was spectacular..

inside..

time began to fly it seemed.. few drinks in.. the people hearts came out.. i dint had drink that evening.. cuz i never wanted to spoil that moment.. so decided to hear everyone.. lots of discussions.. some gravitated.. some senseless.. but it was a bonding that everyone kept close even after so many ups and downs.. as anuroop says.. "if a relationship only goes smoothly.. then its no fun.. it shud hv ups n dwns.. that adds spice to it.."..

these people added a lot of spice to my life.. kundu, manoj, manish, animesh, ravi and anuroop.. they truly made my life a memorable one.. they gave a freshness to my life.. if i was the rose.. they were the dew drops in it.. it i was the alcohol.. they were the ice in it.

manoj had his time that evening.. he had so much that even he puked out.. but real fun was when kundu heard that he wud hv to walk now for almost 2 kms. that definitely showed him some stars.. after 40 mins of walk we reached B-3.. where 1st thing kundu did was to search for his asthama pump.. he was so furious that he watched TV at the highest volume possible.. kundu will always be Swakshar Kundu..

as everyone was done with the day.. tired people caught their beds and grabbed the corner for a last night sleep in appolo villa.. i slept last.. ensuring everyone had a smile on their face while they slept..

ILP.. 11th Feb..

PLEASE DONT GO ON THIS PIC.. IT WAS TAKEN ONLY FOR FUN PURPOSE.. AND AS U ALL KNOW.. I DONT DRINK...!!!




probably the saddest day of my life.. some thing unusual was there in the air.. that never gave a right feeling.. since morning it was felt by me.. that this day wud be remembered by u for ur whole life... and that happened.!

the smile that u see in this pic is just momentary.. it was after all the bad was over.. those people who were caught cheating were terminated from the job.. so a lot of tears shed.. many sad faces dont give u a reason to be happy.. right..?

well above from that.. there was some different fact that captivated my mind throughout the day.. something that wont forget ever in my life.. something that has now changed my life to a very great extent.. something that no one wants.. the thing that tears u apart and hurts u most.

i hope you know P.S. ( if not.. follow my earlier blogs..).. well i proposed her today..

we were chatting on gtalk as we used to do.. i was on same laptop no. 19.. with ankit playing some bike game in his lappy.. yogananda and seenu busy in project work that was to be shown next day.. and me chatting.. but it turned out to b the chat of my lifetime.. not in gud sense but in true fact. after many years passed by.. since 2004 words that were unsaid.. were finally told..

the message was given.. she was made aware that some one still loves her with all his heart.. some one still remembers all her talks.. some one will always wait for a lifetime.. just for her.. and that "some one" was me..!!

well enuff of emotions pouring out that day.. aah.. i was feeling too nostalgic.. i had now other way to hide myself down... and the reply i got was as usual NO.. NEVER..
u don't know.. but i have heard the same answer many times in my dreams.. but this one did hurt!! it went straight to the core of my heart.. made a home and stayed.. NO.. NEVER..

came evening.. i wid animesh decided to have a beer.. as i knew he wont say no to BEER atleast.. we went straight to appolo.. and saw some setup at saurabh's place.. where abhishek was lying ill.. but everyone else were ready wid their bottles ready to be gulped down the thirsty throats. we got 1 beer each for ourselves wid some snacks and landed in B-2. anuroop saurabh swakshar manish and ravi dint had it.. but few of them were surely spectators of one of the beautiful nights of appolo villa.. people from all regions present there.. ( of course except faridabad guys.. ).. enjoying limitless fun the night had to offer..

i was trying to drink my pain.. but it only added to it... anirudh.. acting like the head of the family was sitting on the main side of the table and was smiling devilishly at my every drink. as the first one ended.. i was done with my brain cells.. they seemed to be died.. just like my soul that day.. they were not supporting me.. and that made me give my "thanks giving".

i started.. blabbered in between.. thanked everyone who made my life so pleasurable in the ILP.. and special note came for animesh.. that made him hide his face from the camera of his own cellfone. well it was all affection..

that was the first time i dared to touch second bottle.. it was too over in a few minutes .. and ordered for the third.. THEN... then something happened within me that i dint liked.. but from that corner.. anirudh was continuously saying.. "pii le jasmeeeet.. kuchh nahin hoga.. ghabra mat.. ".. but.. it wasnt my take. i puked.. and went to my place .. made a swimming pool there ( as all the roomies said) and slept.

i had no conscience whatsoever that happened after that.. cuz i was lost in the memories.. that i never remembered after that night.. :))

ILP.. few tests and Party..

okk.. so.. i left at the pain in eyes..


i cud see some people gazing at each other.. staring each others eyes and finding their path, to the depths of heart.. so that they cud b a part of each others lives.. but as destiny played its role.. all were divided..

i was heartbroken that night.. after lohri.. as i saw few sad hearts behind those smiling faces.. life showing me new phases.. that i hardly thought wud come my way..

so.. came the second test.. i cleared once again.. with same 58%.. haa haa.. no retests or revivas.. nothing.. now it was all about me.. my laptop no. 19 putty n orkut.. and for ankit n animesh... their flash games and old games like contra n all.. we were having the best time possible.. but few fell into the traps of retests.. kundu, gautam, manish, abhishek, richa, puneeta, shiv.. it was bit sad.. but nothing much cud hv been done regarding this..

so.. the day came.. friday.. 6th of feb.. the retest day.. every one was excited.. not bcuz of tests.. but bcuz of the party we were having that evening.. but never knew the day wud start in this passion.. all the candidates who were facing retests were placed in lab I and lab II.. rest were sitting in labs.. few minutes gone by.. i saw people coming out of the labs.. anger reflecting.. they were furious.. frustrated wid something..

when aware of the reason.. i felt so humiliated.. felt like i was carrying someone's burden on my shoulders.. as few were caught cheating.. in the most pathetic way.. well.. whatever u say.. pathetic or ignorant or absent-minded.. the fault done was crime now.. n penalty was.. the test was canceled and the people concerned were now under charge..

but what were all concerned about was.. what abt tonight's party..? who will come now..? i cud see kundu n richa.. like on the verge of breaking an eye tear.. depressed to the core.. i felt really bad for them.. day passed very saddy saddy.. i dint even do orkut that day..

came evening.. me manoj n kundu were the first of lot who went to venue place.. we were the hosts for the evening.. i had o move out for arrangement of flowers (the roses.. for auctioning).. so by the time i returned back.. everyone was bouncing on dance floor.. i was angry on kundu for sending me to arrange for flowers.. so i decided i wont dance.. i took a seat n watched others dancing.. then from somewhere in the dark.. richa sudeshna abira and divya came.. pulled my hand and asked me to dance.. i hesitated.. but then.. they were dancing.. n as a man i cant deprive b'ful women of their wishes.. i also danced..

my anger melt within a second.. i felt light in my heart.. n started enjoying the music.. we had a lot of pix that night.. few on the name of friendship.. and few on the name of FRIENDSHIP again.. :)).. then an announcement by kundu.. the auctioning of roses.. the hero was ANUROOP VIJAY.. he bought the rose for 650/- onlyyyy...

he was blushing.. carrying the sweetest smile of the lifetime... the name he took to gift his flower was also shocking to many people out there... abira.. the name was abira.. we appolo villa ppl knew who it wud b.. but no one thought of her name coming in limelight..

well.. they danced.. and kundu danced wid sudeshna.. n it was actually very funny.. :P i was smiling all the time.. then i decided to capture some spcl moments.. all AAO FRIENDS.. the chennai gang.. ankita shaurya puneeta along wid all of faridabad gang..

saurabh, anirudh, shiv dint turned out for the party.. god only knows why...

that night was a night of memories.. that night everyone had a blast.. party was great (afterall.. who arranged that..?? ).. i took a seat somewhere at the corner.. and saw people who came there.. in few weeks they were so close to us.. i never wanted that time to end..

i wished the music cud hv carried on for all my lifetime.. i wanted to live that moment forever.. but as the moon set higher.. we had to depart... on our own ways.. with our own life...

ILP.. Tests and Lohri mishaps..

what we heard from previous batches... oracle stream people were mostly the screwed ones in the second phase.. with a compulsion for scoring atleast 50% was hitting my mind like hell.. still i knew oracle is the field where i can show some metal..

came the first test.. after going thruu many dumps of java n all.. with all permutations possible.. i scored 58%.. the first step was cleared.. at first we thought that there is some probs with the database but.. it was all fine.. our understanding was bleak..

well it was an online kindaa test and results were instantly displayed on the monitor after u attempt ur qns and hit the deadly button "submit".. people wid great minds scored low and with damaged ones were seen playing with 70-80-90%.. few were laughing and few were carrying a rhy smile on their face trying to hide the disappointment they faced in those 90 minutes.. well.. but one can still find some happy faces around.. like puneeta.. anuroop ankit.. as if they beleived to give tension rather than facing them..

what to say..?? these people whom i never met in life before were changing me.. i wasnt the same as i was before i came here.. i understood professional life and now was able to differentiate between relationships... i developed some gud terms with everyone.. few names i still remember are ankita, puneeta,shaurya, shiv, bharat, abhijeet, akash, bharani, ankit, anirudh, santosh, sarrabh, SP, sawan, pooja, rohit, singhai, seenu, suri, yoga.. pheww..

the 2nd phase without one batch in Koel Campus.. was like no fun.. but we tried hard to make these days the most memorable ones in our life. The oracle batch.. 74D was a fun filled batch.. with the mocking characters like our CRs and funny ppl like suri and saurabh around.. one can definitely expect humor.. if not anything least.. Unix n Java.. were total fun..

always we were back benchers.. most of the times we were laughing only.. that made Unix LC to give a few future concerned speeches.. but i cud see few laughs on that one too.. Sudha.. our LC for oracle was one of the most brilliant peoples around.. querries going right in one go.. and live demonstration of any problem.. the learning cudnt hv been better..

but TG-1 was also no short on brilliance.. ankit yogananda srinivas n me.. were like the stars of her eye.. project explanation done by me.. i thought wud definitely had rose some standards of us and then the type casting solution by me and ankit..( although we were making a guess.. but a logical one.. :) ) was an amazement for the whole batch.. animesh n shiv also left no stone unturned to make things as funny as possible..

i started talking to new people now.. out of B-70.. bharat shiv n puneeta.. whom i rarely talked to in my 1st phase.. i came to knew.. were very gud ppl infact.. had some great evening time wid them in my second phase.. some times accompanied by shaurya and ankita.. days were very smooth.. if we left out studies..

and now talking about LOHRI.. it dint worked out according to the plan.. i called my cllg juniors just to show them how professional ppl enjoy.. but that spoiled the image of mine along wid everyone else's.. i dont want to take name.. but planning with girls for an event never makes a successful one.. still.. it started 2 hrs after the decided schedule.. where saurabh gautam opted to stay away.. after he saw it as a total mishap.. although he was excited enuff for that night.. i felt so sorry for him..

but the jabbys along wid appolos n bbsrs' saved the day.. richa abira sudeshna n ankit along wid few others kept the magic of night alive.. suvrantika arindam n appolo villa along wid preetam and vishal.. made every possible effort that this night doesnt wo waste.. we danced.. we grooved.. we moved..

and we were enjoying..!! still i can see some pain in few eyes.. that clearly descirbed their reason..

ILP... Phase 2.. the starting..

as phase one ended.. i knew i m going to miss something very terribly in the training days from now on.. we were divided.. only me animesh and ankit were in oracle group 74D.. else everyone was scattered.. anuroop abhishek n manish in 74A.. kundu saurabh manoj ravi in 74E.. n rest in 74C..(probably..).. that whole day was killing me.. my inner self that day..

that coffee break.. lunch time.. when all the B70 rockers used to sit together and rock, were divided in different streams that was flowing against the direction.. i was trapped in the turmoil.. the whirlpool of thoughts.. but some how.. a glimpse of every one sumhow made my day.. everyday..

so.. as 1st phase was full of studies activities with no outdoor stunts.. we thought we shud go for a trip.. and we arranged one.. the tour we planned was awesome.. it supposed to be a triangular one.. but eventually turned out to be a zig-zag. from appolo villa to konark.. then from konark to chilika.. then from chilika to puri and back to appolo.. when we completed the tour we realized.. most of the times we were on wheels only..

got up at 3 that morning.. packed our bags and left.. by 4.. chilly night that was.. fog and cool air giving me the perfecct idea how the day wud be once the sun will rise.. that bus we booked was the back breaking one.. giving pain to spine.. the seats offered least comfort.

adding to that the driver played ultimate songs.. from mohra.. from bazigar.. gosh.. we wre all laughing.. the song of that day was "tip tip barsa panii..".. i danced on that song inside the bus.. with ankit.. and another song.. "tu cheez badi hai masst masst".. this one i danced with animesh.. and it was so fun..

by 6 we were at konark beach..the foggy morning gave me the purest feeling that i ever felt in my past years of life.. having tea and seeing the waves crashing in the early moring can freshen up ur moods within seconds and beleive me it did.. a great time.. watching the sea n sunrise at sun temple.. great time..!!

then.. we moved to our next destination.. chilika.. we booked 2 boats for the ride.. the special one where one cud see the dolphins.. we hardly saw 3.. the main drama was.. when people from other boat started spilling water on our boat while i was taking their pix from my cam..

it was terrible i must say... giving all the slang i learned in my lifetime.. i spared not a single word that cud sense in a bad way... people drunk least bothered to what happened kept me disturbed for the rest of the trip.. and from there after seeing red crabs and savoring on prawns and lobsters we moved towards puri.. our final destination...

we reached there.. but the scenario totally changed when kundu n ravi started a heated argument outside the temple.. i was shocked.. never thought even these people will fight over silly issues.. 10 of them went to beach.. n i returned wid kundu where the bus was.

a busy tiring expressive adventurous day coming to and end with drunken driver safely driving the bus at the highest speed possible and landing safely at the doors of appolo villa.. this 2nd phase i sumhow thought wud b very different from phase 1.. and it was...!!