MY FIRST LOVE

Some years back there was a girl shy , coy , who met a boy unusually who was handsome, smart . The meeting was quiet unusual they saw each other on the train to New Delhi which both of them were boarding , the train was to reach the destination by about 10 pm and now it was around 8 pm , darkness had started to raise it fangs and the chilly winds had started to blow. Just then the girl came out at a particular station to take some hot beverage but as she was about to leave the train started she started running leaving everything behind but still how fast she ran she could not get into her compartment so she decided to get into the other but slipped and fell but gathered her courage for the last time and decided to make it this time with full spirit . She ran and just then she saw a hand cumming to help her into the running train .He was Sid , their eyes met each other even as outside the weather was cold but the warmth of his hands made her feel comportable. She looked into his eyes which were deeper then the oceans which had so many questions in them .His smile made her come at ease , he gave her water to have and all this while there was no talking between them just simply eye contacts.Sid was looking at her , while Sid has seen her many a times but this time it was different . Her anxious face as she was about to miss the train was running in front of his eyes and all this while he was going mad on her innocence and could now also vividly remember how serene she was looking with her hair falling on her face and beautiful smile decorating it and adding that extra ornament .It was not that he has never seen anyone beautiful but their was something about her that intoxicated him , that made him look at her again and again.He himself did not know what it was but their was some kind of attraction between them , somekind of bond connecting them which he could not define but can only experience. After some time Sid asked breaking the silence what is your name? , the first thing every boy ask when he meets a girl mos to the times.She told him her name and for a split second he went mum then he asked her to take her to her parents who were all this while worried about their daughters well-being.She introduced him to her family and unexpectedly they recognised him and so asked him to stay with them for rest of the journey .To which he agreed immediately. Sid was firs to start the talk ,although their wa a bit hesitation in her initially but slowly- slowly as she started knowing him this also disappeared and a certain kind of bond started developing between them.This was the starting of a new chapter in their lives , a new beginning of a kind ,a new start of a new friendship which slowly and steadily but quiet unknowingly would be converted into something which both of them had thought at some point of time .

GIRLS AND BOYS CAN NEVER BE FRIENDS

GIRLS AND BOYS CAN NEVER BE FRIENDS BECAUSE THEIR IS ALWAYS SOMETHING THAT COMES BETWEEN THIS NOBEL FRIENDSHIP. May be it is the perception of people around who can not see that how can two people of opposite sex be so good friends to be not romantically involved with each other.They find it hard to digest it that two people can have something between then and that is plain , true friendship and nothing else.It is pure destiny that we find such people by chance in whose company we are not afraid to be ourselves , with whom we can share our darkest secrets , whom we trust more than ourselves and can always look up to them for support when we need it the most.They are the ones with whom you are you and as one of my quotes also says that why i liked him was not because what he was but what he never pretended to be. But let me put up a question out here , how would you feel when the same person miss interprets you and start thinking that he/they are just someone else for us and we want them to metamorphose into someone else (who is damn boring , sorry fr this but you are and coz of this only i don't even talk to you ).You will feel hurt na , after so much time of knowing someone if you are not able to understand the hidden meanings then what can the other person do about it. Now i don't even get hurt or dejected because all this is not happening with me ones it has happened with me over and over again , i do get an unusual feeling when people don't get me and think that i don't like them and i don't care for them . BUT IN THE ACTUALLY SENSE I DO CARE FOR THEM THAT'S WHY I AM TAKING SO MUCH PAIN TO WRITE ABOUT IT, otherwise i would have left it then and there and would have gone ahead with my life. Again i am struck at a point and there is complete blockage and not getting what to write so will start with my story of why girls and boys can never be friends. CLASS 10 TH : I came to CMS in class 9 th and everything out here was new to me and then i found a good friend in someone .He was in class 12 th and we used to go to the same coaching also and we started developing good friendship and all. Me and my friends were always after him asking for help in studies and all and he was always ready to help .My comfort level slowly started increasing and we became very - very good friends , sharing almost everything and their was not even a single topic that was left untalked .Overall i never had such kind of camaraderie with anyone till that point of time . We liked each other's company n all n every thing was appearing good but slowly things started to change , people started saying that are you two seeing each other , and my friends even started saying weird things about us and the most shocking revelation came when my teacher asked me "did he propose you ? ". After that i was like why can't two people be friends , why can not people feel contended to see that their is nothing between people it is just simple ,plain , true friendship and no romantic angel involved. When all this was revealed after that i started avoiding him and started fighting with him and created differences between us and as it was but obvoius we were no longer friends. Just for the sake of what others are saying we decided to end our true friendship , i did get lot of hurt and also did cry but i knew that the time of our friendship has expired and so that was it. This is only one episode there are more of them but let them remain in my knowledge it is no advisable to reveal everything in one go. But please let me talk about the recent developments. My friend as i call you , here may i clear everything .I think their is some kind of communication gap between us that every time i try to say something u get something else , sometimes i just want to pull your leg and you take it seriously .If you are really sad with my attitude then i promise you i will talk to you like i talk with others in purely professional way and their would be no teasing you , no bantering and no confrontations from my side and if you are ready for this kind of friendship do tell me and if you don't respond back i will get this feeling that you are angry with me and don't want to keep this friendship and i will leave you with all my well wishes .ALL THE BEST MY FRIEND I SIMPLY WANT TO SAY THAT I RESPECTED YOU AND WOULD ALWAYS RESPECT YOU FOR WHAT YOU ARE (personally i hate copy cats)AND WHAT YOU NEVER TRY TO PORTRAY YOURSELF. HATS OFF TO YOU MY FRIEND.

GIRLS ARE FROM MARS AND BOYS FROM VENUS

I FAIL TO UNDERSTAND WHY GOD MADE BOYS AND GIRLS DIFFERENTLY (no pun intended pls they are diff physically that every body knows but m talking about the emotional aspects) For boys everything is simple but for girls the same thing can get complex , really sometimes i wish i was a boy( no laughter pls).Sometimes i get such thought when i m damn pissed off n all otherwise m happy being a girl.I have seen many instances where girls get mixed with the complexities of life but boys are rather chilled and contended .There lies the difference in thinking , in approach and in emotional aspects. For boys everything is simple and clear simply find a girl who is good- looking, and fits their criteria of perfect partner and then try to get her by hook or by crook, but for girls things are not that simple they have to look into each and every aspects and then decide . Personally i feel that A Girl can give up everything for the sake of her love but boys no , i think they are practical that's why .But still they can never understand the pain , the miseries , the heart of a girl .May be they can try if they try to listen to girl's inner voice , what she wants , and that thing is quiet simple that every girl wants and not complex at all , just that is enough and nothing in the whole world can get her that but only her boy can give her that .And that thing is LOVE , just pure LOVE that comes straight from the heart. Someone has said that "Girls are made to be loved and boys are made to love them" .It is not that precise but see how my blogging skills are degrading day by day.There is no zeal n enthu tht used to be thr when ones upon a time i used to write love poems n all forgetting the complexity of love , i think tht was the best time of my life , no love , no hope of love n no tension of love.Love is complex and even complex it becomes when it is one -sided , it leads to a great deal of pain , and emotional trauma and no injury , no accident is nothing i front of the heart break. Sometimes it is pure destiny you meet people whom you hardly expect and then things starts developing again nothing is under your control.That person likes you and wants you to step into his life but you are not sure whether you are taking the right step or not and whether it would hurt him in the process and keeping in mind the consequences of this .You try to run away to places where no one gets you but unfortunately there is no such place.This is life and you have to face it openly with audacity and courage rather than being an intimidated person.There was one more quote that says "victory favours the brave".So m also trying to be brave and face everything tat comes next and be myself m personally not a kind of person who can remain sad for long and not even smile .I was really sad from couple of days but suddenly i remembered that i m sonali , yes sonali the gr88 who knows pulling legs of people , bantering with Friends and simply to enjoy lives ups and downs and not this kind of humble ( m tht but) , intimidated and sad sonali. So , finally the old one is back have you not heard the saying "old is gold" . And ready to face any situation with a positive bend of mind and must say am feeling rather happy and relaxed.

INDIA OF INDIANS

INDIA OR BHARAT OR THE ONE MORE CLOSER TO OUR HEARTS " MATRUBHOOMI" That's what we call our country by na but how many of us are proud to be Indians , proud to be born and brought up in India , proud to be Honorable denizens of India . Well cannot say how many of of us would agree to this , that's a controversial question . I still remember the poem which we read in class 10 th ,"TO INDIA MY NATIVE LAND" and it goes like this :- To India – My Native land My country! In thy day of glory past A beauteous halo circled round thy brow, And worshipped as a deity thou wast. Where is that glory, where that reverence now? Thy eagle pinion is chained down at last, And groveling in the lowly dust art thou: Thy minstrel hath no wreath to weave for thee Save the sad story of thy misery! Well let me dive into the depths of time, And bring from out the ages that have rolled A few small fragments of those wrecks sublime, Which human eyes may never more behold; And let the Gordon of my labour be My fallen country! One kind wish from thee! - Henry Louis Vivian Derozio Beautiful poem that ignites you to do something for the nation , to awake , arise and act against all kinds of miscreants prevalent in the society , to raise your voice against the all the odds and reminds you about what freedom fighters did contribute to make India an independent nation , they gave their lives just to see India independent . It is our 62 Nd year of independence and we are rather an young nation with a large proportion of people within 25 years of age . As it is said that young people have this vigour , vitality and fire within their hearts to change the system and fight against all odds .But tell me how many of us really take the risk of going out all the way to make something right , hardly 10% of us. That's shamefully. We call yourself Indians but tell me frankly how many of us are really worth to be called Indians . We pollute our environment , we give slang's in public , fight over pity issues , don't give respect to women, are always jealous to see other's successful. In a country like India are women really free to move around without the fear of an crime , without the fear of eve -teased by people of their father's age of what so ever , are they really free to follow their hearts and go out at odd hours of nights , are they free to do night jobs without the fear of reaching home safe .Are they really free to go to bars and discs wearing clothes of their choice .As it was evident a few months ago where some women were harraed and teased in front of their partners by a gang of people .This is the condition and this is the plight of India.You look here and you look their and rest assured you will find a typical MCP .I really pity such people , that is the only word that can be used for people like those. Is this the very India that people like BHAGAT SINGH , CHANDR SHEKHA AZAD , MAHATMA GANDHI THOUGHT OF????????? NO NO NO NEVER SORRY TO SAY BUT THIS IS INDIA AND WE ARE THE VERY SAME INDIANS WHO WITH THEIR PAROCHIAL AND NARROW OUTLOOK IS DEVA STING OUR NATION , SPOILING IT'S NAME IN THE WORLD. Now even tourists feel unsafe to come to India because they know the rate of crime and their safety is at stake here . We would have seen the recent attacks on tourists esp. women that is spoiling the reputation of India in the world map . AND WE CALL OURSELVES INDIANS . WE are still a poor nation when we compare the BPL (Below poverty line) rates , their are so many thousands of them who don't get proper nutrition , proper facilities , proper education but is anyone listening to their voices no their is no one coz they are poor people and poor people don't have that much "ijjat" or that much status in society so rather treat them like bloody animals . Our government , ya that's the word i am saying " government " , are they doing anything rather they are damn busy manipulating things and show that every thing is good and India is progressing by leaps and bounds. WHO CARES FOR THE COMMON MAN ? THEY ARE BORN TO BE TREATED LIKE THAT , AREN'T THEY ? DISGUSTING , BULL -SHIT , BLOODY LIVING HELL. Recently we won an Oscar for " SLUMDOG CROREPATI " NO NO " SLUMDOG MILLIONAIR" do you know why we got that award ? BIG QUESTION WITH A RATHER STRAIGHT ANSWER People all over the world associate India with poverty , hunger ,malnutrition and so this particular topic went well with the very image that is made of India abroad and elsewhere. There is one particular dialogue from RDB and it goes like this "THAT NO NATION IS PERFECT , IT IS US WHO MAKE THE NATION PERFECT " So , i have only hopes from the younger lot. To this i simply want to say " WAKE UP " OR " JAAOGE RE " in common language . SO AT THE END SIGNING OFF WITH THE SAYING .

WE WILL MEET ONE DAY

Why it happens that when u talk to a person who is far from u ,who cannot see u cannot touch u but appeals to your heart more than people who are near you .They are the ones who in spite of being far are damn closer to your heart amid when you talk to them their is non-stop giggling and you feel a sense of fulfillment when you talk to them.They are the ones who where there with you ones in some part of your lives but now are distant to you by fate .That was a time when you never felt their worth but know when they are far from you , their is a deep longing in your heart to meet them ones only ones . When you talk to them you start feeling that you need to meet and they also experience the same longing and the same pain of being separated by geographical barriers , even when you know that they are happy and contented in their lives still you want to see that yourself to feel relived . Whenever i talk to them i know i m treated the same way as i was decades ago , nothing has changed , not their love , not their care not even their worries about you. Everything is same except that time has rolled by and now after so many years you remember them as they where years ago , the same naughty fellows who where involved every mischief , every crime and every goodwill. Now after so many years when you hear them on phone and talk to them your hearts start aching and memories of the time spent together comes flashing back in front of your eyes , you start feeling that nothing has changed absolutely nothing .They are the same as they were and you are the same as you where years ago n there is no gap , no barrier , no valleys separating you.I still remember the time when we were about to be separated you asked me to come and meet the very last time but i just couldn't gather that much courage to meet you the last time and forget the beautiful bond between us and leave you like that. But after so many years the scares of separation are still fresh and bleeding although i might not show it to you but you yourself know deep within your heart how true is that . So with a heavy heart and lump in my mouth i promise you that WE WILL MEET . WE WILL MEET SOME DAY WE WILL MEET ONE DAY THAT DAY MIGHT BE FAR BUT THIS IS MY PROMISE TO YOU THAT WE WILL MEET THERE MIGHT BE BARRIERS BETWEEN US THERE MIGHT BE GREAT DISTANCE BETWEEN US BUT THAT CAN NOT STOP ME FROM MEETING YOU I KNOW AS I LONG FOR YOU YOU LONG FOR ME I KNOW THAT THE SEPARATION PANGS ARE SCARING YOU AS THEY ARE SUFFOCATING ME AND YOU ARE UNSURE OF THE PROBABILITY OF MEETING ME BUT THIS IS MY PROMISE TO YOU WILL MEET. NOTE:THIS POST IS SPECIALLY DEDICATED TO A MISS NOT A MR.

GOD I AM SO STUPID!!!!!!!!!!!!

God i really don't know when my anecdotes of stupidity will come to an end , every time i decide that this is it and no anymore stupidity will be entertain es the very next moment i commit even a greater act of stupidity .At this very point am really very pissed with myself , god i have broken the trust of someone who respected and idolised me so much and i have no explanation as to why am feeling damn guilty from inside .Even as my birthday is coming and very soon i will be one year elder but this stupidity and buffoonery is not even thinking of parting ways with me .God i hate this very phase of my life when i decided not to do anything weird but things are hardly in my control. I don't know but these days blogs have become my confrontation points where i come up to pen my agitation and my inability to correct myself.God am feeling really sorry for someone for breaking his trust by my idiosyncratic act of stupidity and i know that person is really emotional and would have hardly expected this from my side .God i don't know when will i learn to talk properly with boys and will i get a bf in future because my attitude is really not happening.And for this very reason i have decided not to go to see Kaminey the upcoming movie coz it has loads of bad words like kutti and kaminey and all slang's starting from "k" guess some Ekta Kapoor effect . OK enough of self praise in this blog any body reading this will read my mind in split seconds coz these days my blogs have become crystal clear when it comes to displaying my self unlike some other blogger (sorry for this again ) ,see who stupid i am. STATUTORY WARNING: People who call me PAGAL , ULLU should stop doing so immediately otherwise i will not speak to them in near future and i also pledge to them that i will also not call them IDIOTS. 24 HOURS LATER: Thank god everything is alright i was getting to hyper and the guy in question is chilled and nothing has changed but after this incident i have made a promise to myself not to use bad words or slangs of any kind in my talks although it may be hipp n all but they are no-no for me now.

FRIENDS ARE FOREVER

Friends are forever, they are there for you when you need them the most, they support you when you are down, they motivate you to perform even better . Few years back I never thought that I would ever get such friends who will do things for me that I can never imagined , really I am blessed to get friends like them who before themselves think of others . I only asked god to give me one such friend who will understand me in and out and with whom I can share my darkest secrets without fearing that it would be reveled but god blessed me with so many. I don’t know how to express my gratitude towards him for the very first time for giving me what I desired. I am humbled to get friends who get up at 4 am in the morning to make that special macaroni that I like and when you taste it you get tears in your eyes coz in today’s world who has time to think of others it is a damn materialistic world filled with self –centric people who will first think about themselves then others. Then there are friends with whom when you play tic-tac-toe or Hollywood-boll wood or puzzles they start teasing you that are you coming straight away from class 6 th and when you start away with mature stuff you are labeled shameless . But I enjoy it and like them for what they are .I still remember that the very first love poem I wrote during my school days I gathered much courage to show it to my friend the topic of the poem was “ My dream guy “ and when the poem reading was complete my friend had tears in the eyes and was shocked to see that I can write such romantic stuff and from then my every poem is read by my friend first to give honest suggestions .I even wrote love letter with all the romantic stuff for my friend and it did work . I am really trusty when it comes to friends sharing secrets with me ,they trust me like anything telling about their crushes n all n I bet I have not told anyone about them leaving few people here and there and thankfully my friend never came to know about it otherwise I would have been assassinated with everyone plotting against me and me like Caesar would have gone to heaven or hell I don’t know and my spirit would have never left earth and would have irritated them . Recently on 1 st of august me and my friend went to watch Love Aaj Kal thanks to them .We never decided that we would be going to watch it , plan was made but we did not have that much money with us so the best option appeared before us to ask from others for money and when it comes to ask for money I am a pro at it , simply start making faces as if you are in great trouble and stop talking and if it doesn’t work then last option available is cry and the other person will come to your rescue so did this work we collected around 500 bucks and went for the movie which I thought was average and all the hard earned money wasted but to my amusement my friend liked it and even started crying and in the later part I had to consol her that this is a movie get real in real life such things don’t happen .Let aside the films climax this was the climax I enjoyed watching someone cry like a baby .