My best friend's diary...

It's strange how life can sneak up on you and then before you know it, another month as flown by.when i came across the announcement from this wonderful friend of mine that she is leaving infy the very next day, the first thing i did was cherish all those memories of training time and all sort of things came into my mind that we use to do during those days with our other friends.

Some missing pages in my Diary...

There are some moments, i need to record in my diary, but remains unmentioned maybe coz i never got the time or maybe coz some other things would end up getting higher priority.If i don't do it now, i guess i will never. So here it goes...

1. MY MUSIC SYSTEM(Philips Woox) : 28 Jan,2002, the day when papa bring home, a music system. It was highly unexpected and it mad my day, month and almost the whole year! Oh yes, i am die hard music lover and always wanted to have a good music system at home. But didn't expect it would be that one. I was touched,papa would actually notice all my wants(all fathers do, but it's a gr8 feeling) and fulfill upto that extent.

Thanks Papa...love you.

2. lonely Dance : i was in Kota for my IIT preparation. As going to appear for engineering enterance exam, IIT was my dream. I tried hard to get into this, but couldn't, thats another story. I was good at Subjective questions, and always got under 100 rank in coaching tests. But was poor in objective papers. I never crossed the usual cutoffs for IIT screening. After 6 months of rigorous study and hard work. One day, after coming back from objective teat. I started marking my score, i had an inner feeling, this time i would cross the line and i did so. I scored 121. My joy had no bound.I was alone in my room, my roommate was gone for extra class.Insanity was so poured in me, i started dancing like anything. i danced for almost 15 minuts.i wish i would hav a camera, so i could capture those moments. but i didn't know that those 15 minuts were being captured in my memory with flash.

3. A walk to Remember : 12 feb,The first time i and R(M) went for a walk in udaipur. I remember telling her all my secrets during that one walk and i felt relieved to know that a person was genuinely interested in what i had to say. Moreover, she didn't judge me. We talked and talked and sat down on a chair in the park. I think, we sat there for almost 2 hrs but never noticed the time passing by. She was looking so cute in her white and yellow dress.I can not foget her face, that smile was enough to reflect on my face.


4. Last days in College : 4 July 2008, Each and every individual have their own sweet memories about their college life. Very memorable moments are there. Still I couldn’t believe that my college life was over and I couldn’t get back those days. Lot to discuss but I just want to share my last day of my college life.

It was,last paper of our engineering career. All were happy, finally after going through many ups and down, our journey was about to end. Everybody was hugging each other and wishing good luck for the future.The mixed emotions of excitement, fear and happiness of entering into a new world, all seem so vivid. Some was asking for sorry,if they had hurt ever in past 4 years for some random reasons. And suddenly, a friend of mine (not so close) came to me and said- ' you are the best person ,i have ever met...and i am not just saying. I really mean it'. What should i say? i just said, thanks, it's so nice of you saying this. I just wanna say, it was the best compliment,i ever got or would ever get.
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Hi bloggers...it's been a long time, i have posted something. But i can not resist from u all for too long.

sometime back my friend asked me about my favorite song. i instantly said : My favorite song is ‘Mera Jahaan’.

Last week, i was at home. And i was glad, all my school friends have landed from miles away to our hometown this Diwali. As i was at home after such a long time, my mom was keep asking me, what do you want to eat....fridge is full of cold drinks & ice-creams, you always like or try some dry fruits or sweets or chokolates you always loved.

I said..mom...i just want to eat normal food made of your very own hand. Nothing special, just dal, sabzi & chapaties. I wondered all those things,which used to waters my mouth,are no longer fascinating me.B'coze since i left my hometown, all these things are easily available and i always have money to buy them.

Any person,we know in our life other than our parents & relatives, we called them friends.But i think there are two type of friends. One,to whom we hang around & have fun. But when we depart, we never miss them.

and the other, to whom we share our secrets.To whom we tell our problems and when he/she console us, we feel good.I have spent some good time with my friends of type 1, but i never miss them.And there are some friends,i called them of Type 2, still are in touch with me in every step of my life.They share their happy moments,they share their problems.

I always tell my friends , use me as a Trash Can of your life.Whatever garbage is in your life.Just throw into me. i won't complain.I'll always there for you.

I always fair at my side & never expect the same.That's keep me happy all the time.

But, i believe 'A friend in need is a friend indeed'.

A child has so many dreams. Somebody wants to be a cricketer, someone wants to be pilot. Even every day they has a new dream.But when they grow up & get in touch with real life.Some of them achieve, what they want and some of them couldn't make it, even they deserve it, they had enormous talent & had done hard work.

In this time of recession, some of my friends are dealing with the same situation. Nothing can be worse than when your dream shatters.

i remember a quote by Bill Gates:

"life is not fare always, get use to it"

But nothing is permanent...time will change...try to see other side of the door.

i am great fan of Bollywood flicks, but for past few days i am watching Hollwood movies.There is always some difference, when it comes to cultural aspact of different continents.Even i feel how liberal they are, in matters of relationship. They are so straight in displaying their emotion.

But when it comes to us, we have to think all about the world, rather than our own. And it become very difficult, when it is about opposite sex. if we talk about rural areas of india, a wife can not tell her husband that she don't love him. i mean , she is supposed to love her husband in any case. Even he is not loyal to her.She is not allowed to think beyond that. Forgot about rural part, lets talk about our life. i tell you an incident during my training in infy. One of my friend had a Re-Compre & all of us were waiting outside of the examination hall. when she got to know that she had cleared her exam & came out of the hall. she burst into tears, though it were tears of ecstasy.she was full of emotion that she want to hug somebody, but she didn't as there were only boys around including her best friend, who had help her in the preparation of her exam all days & night.Then soon after, a friend of ours came to congratulate her.She rushed to her & hugged her tightly. i just wondered what thing had stopped her to express her emotion. Certainly, it is our culture blessing (or curse) that restrict us to display emotion to opposite sex in public.

We always think, what the others will think, what we tell to our society as our society doesn't take a girl-boy relationship in a healthy way.Even we are fair in relationship.

Sometime i feel, why should we think about society,if society is not ready to think about us. But even i feel, when it's a story of someone else, we become the part of society & react in the same way. So problem is within us, not in the society. Because only we people make the society & we are the only one, who can make our society better.

lets do the new, & start thinking in a healthy way. follow the principal 'live happy & let live others happy'.

P.S. A candle loses nothing if it is used to light another one.

Some days back, i was talking to my friend. i told her the thing about her that i like. And she replied, you are a nice person, always praising me and you are the only one.

i just wondered, why i am the only one?People don't see the way i see or i have a different angle of seeing others.Most people don't give praise freely, even though it's true. But i feel the more you give away, the more everything around you grows towards you.

The friend, i was talking about, smiles when someone greet her, and in that way, you feel comfort in open up to her. And when you talk to her, every sentence, she speaks, starts with you name. And i think, this makes you feel great.B'coze your name is the sweetest sound you know.

Too often, we underestimate the power of touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment or the the smallest act of care- all of which have the power to turn life around.

So be nice to everyone, praise everyone, if deserves.And i do mean everyone. B'coz it scares me, when someone is really nice to me, but rude to a 'Chai-wala'



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It's been a long time, i am writing about my visit to a place. This post is just a collection of some random thoughts that crossed my mind while seeing pune.

'Beware of Swine flu', was the warning from one of my friend, while leaving for pune. Those words were still ringing in my mind, untill i reached pune.But i have hardly seen one or two person wearing a mask in last 3 days. First bad thing or rather good thing happened to me was, my phone stopped working.Somehow i managed to call my friends & told them that i am in pune now. Moreover i was telling myself loudly that finally i am in pune after making plans for pune thousand times for last 2 months.

My pune visit was more a friends visit, i still have my mind & heart there with them.when i entered in their home, i havn't feel that i havn't seen them for last 3-4 months. It was like ,i was living with the m for years.That's the quality of good friends.

The first question asked by P 'kya kahyega Ajay'. Nothing can be better than 'Ghar ka khaana'. though i hate cooking, but i helped them in cutting onions. M came to me & said 'here is masala chai for you'...god...i'm loving it.In the evening, we went for swimming.it did it long time back in Mysore.It was fun all over again, musti wala fun, remembering our training days.Then we decided to go to Aundh...a nearby place.It was a beautiful sight there.It just wasn't the beauty of nature,it was more about the fact that this time nature looked beautiful with the traffic on road and people having corn & panipuri(which is not a big deal in India).In the next hrs, we were having dinner at Tareef with a teddy, a gift from someone to someone.This teddy was emitting a certain innocence with its sweet face...believe me..

next day we went out for shopping,where i met one more friend.In the evening we were at Mocha...a caffe. we ordered lemon tea each(i don't remember the exact name of the drink), which was gleetfully garnished with a piece of lemon.A caffe is a best place to have fun, but ambience here was not so good.One of us didn't like it, i didn't like it either. But i found some curious souls checking out the couple at the back, the guy looks as if he made one of biggest mistake of his life.Then we had dinner at a nearby restaurant.

Monday morning, we wake up at 7 o'clock as we were going to watch movie...strange....7 o'clock....movie...Two of us didn't come as they found their bed more comfortable than a 20 minutes ride & a seat in a/c theater.But i enjoyed the part,theater was full of yungsters...all colors around. first time i bought a coffee instead of a cold drink in a movie. An don't ask me about the movie...(it was 'Dil bole Hadippa')....No comments.

we came back at home at 2 o'clock. Ever since we entered the room,only one question was flying around...'Shaam ke khane me kya khaana hai?' finally we decided to make 'Pyaz ke paraanthe'.As there were only one girl among us , had to do it. we just helped her in cutting onions & washing utensils.This was her first attempt of pyaz ke paraanthe. But with every bite, we used to close pur eyed and ummmmmmmm.....have this bliss wala experience...hahaha.... every bite was satisfying. i always had 'Pyaz ke pakode or paraantha' sometime or other.But this thing takes the entire onion experience to a another level.B'coz noone other than my mom, had made something for me with so much love & care.

At last i experienced Pune rain, just before the time i was about to leave.All in all i had a wonderful time, back with friends. Though i missed some, who were not not able to manage their stay in pune due to some random reasons.

P.S. when u meet old friends aftersuch a long time & have blast, u realize somewhere, the fun part is not there in work life & the fact that one's SOH(sense of Humour) decreases a bit.

Today, i was talking to my friend. we started talking about our mutual friends. i told her about everyone, where he/she is, what they are doing, what problems they are facing in their life.I the meanwhile she stoped me & asked how do you know everything about everyone. She was wondering, how one can be in touch with everyone. Then i said, how can you forget someone, you've been with or have spent a wonderful time together.

i feel, i'll never forget anyone, i've been with, b'coz each person has ther own qualities. i miss all mundane things of theirs., like one of my friend , whenever y0u offer her something to eat, she tastes it & always says, it's very good with such a good expression & one who never spent a single penny, had donated 1000 bucks to tSunami victims or the one who says hi to every foreigner, he sees while walking down the street if jaipur.

i am obsessed with little things. May be, i am crazy. When i was a kid, i always got late when i walk to school alone.Now i figured out , why. Sometimes i was watching a leaf falling from its mother tree, touches my feet, after following a bizzare path in the air or sometimes i tried to detach myself with my own shadow or sometimes i found myself, looking at the ants crossing the road, carrying weight more than their own bod weight.

Little things.....i think, it's the same with people. i see litle details in them, so specific to each of them that move me & that i miss & always miss. you can never replace anyone, b'coz everyone is made of such beautiful specific details. i put all these details of everyone, i met in drawers inside my head, which remains forever with me.

P.S. Every one is special in its own way.