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Friday, 17 June 2011

The Proposal Day

I was excited at the same time very nervous..
It was the D day..the day when i was going to propose the love of my life..

"Where are you dude", I inequired ..
"I am on my way, will reach indore in 20 mins"..Sahil said.
He was returning to indore from bhopal and I didnt even allow him to go home..
He was about to bring the cake and the gift which i had selected for her..

I was stuck with some family work and was not able to get them by myself..:(

We selected the venue as Sapna Sandwitch as it was the most romantic place I knew..:)
I told her that we would be going to Sapna Sandwitch as it was the best place
to spend quality time...The other factor was also that it was not big on pocket..
very affordable..:)
We decided to leave by 7 pm..

It wanted everything to go according to the plan..frm Sahil's surprise visit, to
my proposal..

We left at 7..I was continously talking to sahil while riding and this made her
a bit suspicious..I was also riding very slowly which made her more agitated,
bt i somehow managed the situation..

We reached the desired venue in 45 mins..

Sapna sandwitch is one of the favorite places for the young love birds,
specailly the college going couples..

There was a table reserved by me at the last corner of the resturant because I wanted
as few people as possbile to see me on my knees..:P

We started talking and ordered paneer sandwithces..
Half and hour later I could see Sahil approaching us with a big bag..
I knew the cake was big.. 2 pounds..:)

"Hey some1 is walking towards our table" ,exclaimed her..

"Sahil how come you here??", I inquired..
Today i am here to propose a gal..he said grining..

She was totally puzzled..what to say and what to expect..

Sahil took the box out and placed the cake on the table..
She was perplexed and at the same time mesmerized by seeing the cake which was
big and had a craving of a  man proposing to a gal..

By now she understood what was going on and why..

Sahil shrewdly kept the gift in my hand..without been noticed by her..

For the 1st time in my life I was on my knees before a gal..
People on the neighboring tables had their eyes glued on our table..
I was feeling really embarrassed and had to go to washroom..lolzz

After coming from washroom both of them started laughing..
I yelled at them and told them to keep mum..

This time I decided not to look anywhere else but in her eyes..
I took her hand in mines and went on my knees again..
I could see that happiness, excitement and love,  deep in her eyes..
I went ahead with the shayari I had reiterated and was the most romantic shayari
known to me..
Than I sang the song "Mai jitni Martaba tujhe ho dekhta ye lagta hai mujhe" and
got lost..
I didnt knew what I said after that as words started pouring out by themselves..

The last word which i could remember was "YES" said by her which I was dying to listen..

I was on cloud9..Sahil congratulated both of us and wished for our long term relationship..

Than came surprise part-II which was the gift which I had selected for her..A "Pendant"..
Its beautiful exclaimed her..

"Let cut the cake", said Sahil..
I told her to hold the knife and than took her hands in mine..
Cake was cut and now it was time for some face painting..

I steped towards sahil but found both of them coming towards me with lot of
cream on their hands as their ammunition..

I understood that the target was me..Gentely and slowly I was given the facial of
my life..Fully painted I was looking like a joker with a red cherry on my nose..

Sahil brought his dg cam and was busy clicking pics from different angle..
He also made a video when i was on my knees and I was about to kill him for this..

Finally we made our way out of Sapna Sandwitch..
A great day.."The D Day" fianlly came to an end..
Courtsey Sahil and ofcourse the love of my life..:)

Saturday, 11 June 2011

Respect The Woman Of Your Life


The woman in your life...very well expressed...

Tomorrow you may marry a gal who is working and earning equal to you..

Carefully read the following points -:
Here is a girl, who is as much educated as you are;
Who is earning almost as much as you do;
One, who has dreams and aspirations just as
you have because she is as human as you are;
One, who has never entered the kitchen in her life just like you or your
Sister haven't, as she was busy in studies and competing in a system
that gives no special concession to girls for their culinary achievements
One, who has lived and loved her parents & brothers & sisters, almost as much as you do for 20-25 years of her life;
One, who has bravely agreed to leave behind all that, her home, people who love her, to adopt your home, your family, your ways and even your family ,name
One, who is somehow expected to be a master-chef from day #1,
while you sleep oblivious to her predicament in her new circumstances,
environment and that kitchen
One, who is expected to make the tea, first thing in the morning and cook
food at the end of the day, even if she is as tired as you are, maybe more,
and yet never ever expected to complain; to be a servant, a cook, a mother,
a wife, even if she doesn't want to; and is learning just like you areas
to what you want from her; and is clumsy and sloppy at times and knows that
you won't like it if she is too demanding, or if she learns faster than you;
One, who has her own set of friends, and that includes boys and even meant her workplace too, those, who she knows from school days and yet is willing to put all that on the back-burners to avoid your irrational jealousy,unnecessary competition and your inherent insecurities;
One, who can be late from work once in a while when deadlines, just like yours, are to be met;
One, who is doing her level best and wants to make this most important,
relationship in her entire life a grand success, if you just help her some
and trust her;
One, who just wants one thing from you, as you are the only one she knows in your entire house - your unstained support, your sensitivities and most importantly - your understanding, or love, if you may call it.
But not many guys understand this.......
Please appreciate "HER"
I hope you will do....
Respect Her.

Saturday, 28 May 2011

My 1st date.....

I was really excited..Everything was going on gr88....I finally proposed the gal who loved me like juliet might have loved romeo and today was a special day for both of us..
Today was our 1st date..
I was busy asking some of the love gurus about their 1st date..where they went..what they did..??
Some suggested candle light dinner,few adviced to go for a long drive, while others said disc is the best option..

I was all confused and everything looked messed up as I was not even sure about the venue yet..forget the gifts and other surprises..
Finally a sentence from our past conversation hit my mind..."I want to go to ISKCON temple, I have never been there.Anky lets plan something in the coming weekend" was what she said.
Hmm so I was all relieved now as I have conquered the world or done something extraordinary..:P
But its really hard to decide venues when you have to plan for such special occasions...
So it was decided than we are going to ISKCON temple..I liked the idea as the temple was far from our place and also it was not in some crowded area..I was thinking about the long drive on bike..:)
well boys think that way...you cant blame..:P

I called her up and told her to get ready my 6 as I knew that she would take at least 1 hour for make up and all stuff and even in worst case we would be able to go by 7..
To my surprise she was ready on time...a rare thing in gals..:P
She was looking stunning in black top and blue jeans..She wore a nostril and had put on kajal , which in my view is enough for a gal to look beautiful apart from her natural looks..I was all lost but came to my senses by her a punch on my shoulder. "well you have the whole evening left to admire me..can we leave now" she inquired..

So finally our date started..

It was Saturday evening so the traffic was full on and it took us an hour to reach Bombay hospital.
Well people from Indore knows it and for others let me tell you that till Bombay hospital we have the main road but from their till ISKCON temple we have to go through a colony.

Roads in the colony are not well constructed..somewhere it was like GAV ki pakdandi...but whtever it was we had to go that way only..
I had gone to the temple only once so I too didnt knew the exact way..but I was sure to find 1 by any means..
It was winter times so it was already dark...There was only the light from my bike on the whole road..
I was all confused where to go because it was dark and all the roads looked the same..
"I think we are lost..I cant remember what path we took on my 1st visit to ISKCON", I said grinning..
She looked at me with surprise and anger..She was skeptical and gave a long and questioning stare...as in asking me what was running in my mind ...
I started talking all rubbish that I cant remember anything and how will we get home now..we are stuck in the middle and there is no1 around ...
Finally I was able to frighten her..she was acting like a small child who gets lost in a dark room and calls for her mother..I was enjoying her talks and those feeble punches on my back which we actually appeasing my back pain..
Finally we were able to find a human soul there. He gave a puzzled look on seeing us.
I told him that we wanted to go to ISKCON temple but were lost so can he help us.
He introduced himself as  a home tutor and told us that he was going the same way.
As all uncles do he too advised us not to come here so late and to be more cautious..
Finally we reached our destination the temple of LORD KRISHNA...
It was a beautifully built temple with small gardens on either side..The curtains were moved as it was AARTI time  and we were amazed to see the beautiful idols of Lord Krishna and Radha..

After the aarti we took prashad and started exploring the temple..It was the 1st time other than the day I proposed her when I found her so happy.She was roaming in all around the temple like a small bird who had just learned to fly.Sometimes she wanted to sit in the garden while the other moment she wanted to go on the roof ..She kept on talking and laughing.. I was really complacent to see her that way..
Finally we sat in the garden and kept on talking till the time priest came and told us that the temple was getting closed.
We gave a Y do we have to go?? look to the priest and walked out as if we were some great devotee of Krishna and he was turning out to be an obstacle in our prayers..

"Its time to go", I told her...What happened next is all secret and confidential..:P
Nwys I really enjoyed my 1st date and was on cloud 9 on getting the response for the efforts which I made to plan the surprise visit to ISKCON temple..:)))

Saturday, 21 May 2011


Based on the true story (Names are changed)

Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you…….All office employees were out of their cubicles, some to genuinely wish The Boss on his birthday and some for tempting Pastries and Pizzas…

Being in Human Resource Department, Priya was concerned for all employees’ presence. She was informally chatting with all and suddenly she looked at Aakash – A 23 years old boy sitting on his desk in computer Department. As usual, he was staring at Computer Screen and his fingers were tapping on keyboard with the Speed of Rajdhani Express . Priya went to him and sarcastically said.” Aakash, why don’t you just get inside the computer box? Your physical body is only OUT”..Aakash gave a pale look and smile from one corner of his lips..Priya smiled back and remembered first day of Aakash in office. She found him Intellectual Giant but very shy by nature. He used to talk very less. Priya admired his smile very much. First time, Priya saw him very happy when she told him, “I wish you were my real brother”…. Since then, Aakash used to share things with her.

Priya Didi..Priya Didi…She came back to present and saw aakash calling her. Aakash looked at her and was about to say something but boss called Priya immediately. Priya gave indifferent look and told aakash that she will be back.. Aakash looked outside the window, took a deep sigh and squeezed his eyes tightly…..

Priya was so busy in work that she could not remember about Aakash.Sometimes, we are so happy for our own happiness that we forget about others.Priya got engaged recently. She looked at her wrist watch and her mobile beeped with incoming message. Priya blushed while looking at her would be hubby’s message. She heard knock on her cabin’s door. She looked up..Aakash was standing there. Priya wants to rush to home and get ready for her Date. “Didi”..Aakash said.. “I want to talk to you".. Priya said lovingly by patting on Aakash’s cheeks..”we will talk later baby, your Jiju must be waiting for me”.. She winked at him and left.
Aakash felt a pain in his chest. Tears rolled down his cheeks. He sat there for a while and left.

Priya was enjoying best days of her life. At 10 in the night, her mobile rang, seeing mobile number of her boss, she received .There was a SILENCE from Priya’s end, her eyes were wide open, she felt numbness..she was just holding a phone..After hanging up, she sobbed so loudly..she could not believe words of her boss…”Priya, Aakash has committed Suicide..He is going to be taken for Postmortem. Do u have any idea why he did this? …Priya recalled.. “Didi, I want to talk to you”… She grieved and thought….” I wish I listened to my brother….I wish I could understand his SILENCE….

Beautiful poem by Rabindranath Tagore

Go not to the temple to put flowers upon the feet of God,First fill your own house with the Fragrance of love...

Go not to the temple to light candles before the altar of God,First remove the darkness of sin from your heart...

Go not to the temple to bow down your head in prayer,First learn to bow in humility before your fellowmen...

Go not to the temple to pray on bended knees,First bend down to lift someone who is down-trodden

Go not to the temple to ask for forgiveness for your sins,First forgive from your heart those who have sinned against you.

One of the Best motivating story I have read...................

Vivek Pradhan was not a happy man. Even the plush comfort of the
air-conditioned compartment of the Shatabdhi express could not cool his
frayed nerves. He was the Project Manager and still not entitled to air
travel. It was not the prestige he sought; he ...had tried to reason with
the admin person, it was the savings in time. As PM, he had so many things
to do!! He opened his case and took out the laptop, determined to put the
time to some good use. "Are you from the software industry sir," the man
beside him was staring appreciatively at the laptop. Vivek glanced briefly
and mumbled in affirmation, handling the laptop now with exaggerated care
and importance as if it were an expensive car. "You people have brought so
much advancement to the country, Sir. Today everything is getting
computerized. " "Thanks," smiled Vivek, turning around to give the man a
look. He always found it difficult to resist appreciation. The man was young
and stockily built like a sportsman. He looked simple and strangely out of
place in that little lap of luxury like a small town boy in a prep school.
He probably was a railway sportsman making the most of his free traveling
pass. "You people always amaze me," the man continued, "You sit in an office
and write something on a computer and it does so many big things outside."
Vivek smiled deprecatingly. Naive ness demanded reasoning not anger. "It is
not as simple as that my friend. It is not just a question of writing a few
lines. There is a lot of process that goes behind it." For a moment, he was
tempted to explain the entire Software Development Lifecycle but restrained
himself to a single statement. "It is complex, very complex." "It has to be.
No wonder you people are so highly paid," came the reply. This was not
turning out as Vivek had thought. A hint of belligerence crept into his so
far affable, persuasive tone. " Everyone just sees the money. No one sees
the amount of hard work we have to put in. Indians have such a narrow
concept of hard work. Just because we sit in an air-conditioned office, does
not mean our brows do not sweat. You exercise the muscle; we exercise the
mind and believe me that is no less taxing." He could see, he had the man
where he wanted, and it was time to drive home the point. "Let me give you
an example. Take this train. The entire railway reservation system is
computerized. You can book a train ticket between any two stations from any
of the hundreds of computerized booking centers across the country.
Thousands of transactions accessing a single database, at a time
concurrently; data integrity, locking, data security. Do you understand the
complexity in designing and coding such a system?" The man was awestruck;
quite like a child at a planetarium. This was something big and beyond his
imagination. "You design and code such things." "I used to," Vivek paused
for effect, "but now I am the Project Manager." "Oh!" sighed the man, as if
the storm had passed over, "So your life is easy now." This was like the
last straw for Vivek. He retorted, "Oh come on, does life ever get easy as
you go up the ladder. Responsibility only brings more work. Design and
coding! That is the easier part. Now I do not do it, but I am responsible
for it and believe me, that is far more stressful. My job is to get the work
done in time and with the highest quality. To tell you about the pressures,
there is the customer at one end, always changing his requirements, the user
at the other, wanting something else, and your boss, always expecting you to
have finished it yesterday." Vivek paused in his diatribe, his belligerence
fading with self-realization. What he had said, was not merely the outburst
of a wronged man, it was the truth. And one need not get angry while
defending the truth. "My friend," he concluded triumphantly, "you don't know
what it is to be in the Line of Fire" . The man sat back in his chair, his
eyes closed as if in realization. When he spoke after sometime, it was with
a calm certainty that surprised Vivek. "I know sir.... I know what it is to
be in the Line of Fire......." He was staring blankly, as if no passenger,
no train existed, just a vast expanse of time. "There were 30 of us when we
were ordered to capture Point 4875 in the cover of the night. The enemy was
firing from the top. There was no knowing where the next bullet was going to
come from and for whom. In the morning when we finally hoisted the tricolour
at the top only 4 of us were alive." "You are a...?" "I am Subedar Sushant
from the 13 J&K Rifles on duty at Peak 4875 in Kargil. They tell me I have
completed my term and can opt for a soft assignment. But, tell me sir, can
one give up duty just because it makes life easier. On the dawn of that
capture, one of my colleagues lay injured in the snow, open to enemy fire
while we were hiding behind a bunker. It was my job to go and fetch that
soldier to safety. But my captain sahib refused me permission and went ahead
himself. He said that the first pledge he had taken as a Gentleman Cadet was
to put the safety and welfare of the nation foremost followed by the safety
and welfare of the men he commanded... ....his own personal safety came
last, always and every time." "He was killed as he shielded and brought that
injured soldier into the bunker. Every morning thereafter, as we stood
guard, I could see him taking all those bullets, which were actually meant
for me. I know sir....I know, what it is to be in the Line of Fire." Vivek
looked at him in disbelief not sure of how to respond. Abruptly, he switched
off the laptop. It seemed trivial, even insulting to edit a Word document in
the presence of a man for whom valor and duty was a daily part of life;
valour and sense of duty which he had so far attributed only to epical
heroes. The train slowed down as it pulled into the station, and Subedar
Sushant picked up his bags to alight. "It was nice meeting you sir." Vivek
fumbled with the handshake. This hand... had climbed mountains, pressed the
trigger, and hoisted the tricolour. Suddenly, as if by impulse, he stood up
at attention and his right hand went up in an impromptu salute. It was the
least he felt he could do for the country. PS:- The incident he narrated
during the capture of Peak 4875 is a true-life incident during the Kargil
war. Capt. Batra sacrificed his life while trying to save one of the men he
commanded, as victory was within sight. For this and various other acts of
bravery, he was awarded the Param Vir Chakra, the nation's highest military

So never run away from ur duty...dont get upset and depressed by small obstacles of life..Remember of what you have achieved and feel proud of it and prepare urself for the new heights you wanna conquer...

Sunday, 15 May 2011


I am writing this blog because I got request from some of my friends to share my views , suggestions and experiences on this topic.

I am into online earning  from some 2 years and have analysed a lot about it.

“The only resource we get conventional money without an investment is through INTERNET ”

Why NOT every body do this and Earn Lots of Money?

40% - Believe Earning Money through Internet is Bullshit!
26% - Though they show interest they think its professional!
15% - They want to make money But don't have Time!
14% - Fail to earn because of thirst to earn money and can't hold till the success!
4% - Though they start the process But due to Lack of proper guidance they cease in the middle!

1% - Successful in Earning through Internet!

so I want to remove the wrong notion that people have, which is they cant earn online and its just wastage of time.
I want to make them aware about this revolution.


Let start with the biggieeee...


Before some years, I was wondering to see advertisements on websites. I was confused how they are getting advertisements on their websites? Obviously they are getting some money if they are advertising on their websites. After a long time, I found that these ads are provided by Google (The World's No.1 Search Engine). Google pays you when a visitor of your site clicks on the publisher's Ad provided by Google

How is Works?

Look, advertiser are paying money to Google to advertise their ads on publishers websites to tell the people about their website,their products,their services,increase their product sales,visitors,etc. Google cuts his commission & left money gives to publishers. That's it!

Amazon Associates program

Amazon Associates is one of the first online affiliate marketing programs and was launched in 1996. The Amazon Associates program has a more than 12 year track record of developing solutions to help website owners, Web developers, and Amazon sellers make money by advertising millions of new and used products from Amazon.com and its subsidiaries, such as Endless.com and SmallParts.com. When website owners and bloggers who are Associates create links and customers click through those links and buy products from Amazon, they earn referral fees. It’s free to join and easy to use.

Provide customers the convenience of referring them to a trusted site where they can immediately purchase the products you advertise on your site. And when they do, you can earn up to 15% in referral fees.
Take advantage of various Amazon retail promotions and leverage newly created advertising features to drive traffic and earn referrals.




 dont worry there are millions of people earning without having 1..
 they earn using below programs..

 Pay To Click (PTC) Ads

 pay to read
 pay to surf and pay to refer

Pay to Click Ads (PTC) means they pay you to click on their publisher's websites. You browse their publisher's site for some seconds & you get paid.

Just register,Login & click on "Surf Ads", "Browse Ads" or "View Ads" .

A countdown will start on the top of the page, wait for it to get over. Once the countdown is over, a "$" or tick will appear, which means that your account is credited.


You must have your Paypal or Alert Pay account for registration at all PTC's. Your Payment will be sent to them & then you can ask for a Cheque or transfer money to your Bank Account.

You dont need a Credit Card to register on Paypal or Alert Pay. Just cancel when they ask for Credit card.

(1) To open an account in pay pal, click the link below. Its free to start an account


Choose Personal Plan in Paypal.

(2) To open an account in alert pay, click the link below,its free to start an account


Choose Personal starter Plan in Alertpay.

Great TIP :- You cannot open two advertisements from the same website at a time, But you can always open advertisements from different websites at a time. You can open several or all the website all along, and login into them and go to advertisements page. Now click on one advertisement from each website. By the time you click advertisement from the last website, the countdown of the advertisement from first website will be over and you will be able to earn money faster than ever.

Look:- Every PTC website has a page where it shows how much advertisements have you clicked and how much balance is there in your account. The button to go to this page is normally named as "Members", "Your Stats", "My Stats" etc. This page will show you how much money you have earned. 











here you are paid to upload masterpieces of your photography
 you can register by using the below link


I think that all from my side...
I have given a brief description about what all I know  in this field..
For any queries plz contact at

comments awaited.....tc

Sunday, 8 May 2011

Dedicated to all mothers...................

Hindi Lyrics

(tu kitni achchhi hai, tu kitni bholi hai

pyaari pyaari hai (o maa aa aa.... o maa -2)) - (2)
ke yeh jo duniya hai, yeh ban hai kaanto ka
tu phulwaari hai (o maa aa aa.... o maa -2)

dukhan laagi hai maa teri akhiya - (2)
mere liye jaagi hai tu saari saari ratiya
o meri nindiya pe apni nindiya bhi tune waari hai
o maa aa aa.... o maa - (2)
tu kitni achchhi hai, tu kitni bholi hai
pyaari pyaari hai (o maa aa aa.... o maa -2)

apna nahi tujhe sukh dukh koyi - (2)
main muskaaya tu muskaayi, main roya tu royi
mere hasane pe, mere rone pe tu balihaari hai
o maa aa aa.... o maa - (2)

maa bachcho ki ja hoti hai - (2)
woh hote hai kismatwale jinake maa hoti hai
kitni sundar hai, kitni shital hai
nyaari nyaari hai (o maa aa aa.... o maa -2)
tu kitni achchhi hai, tu kitni bholi hai
pyaari pyaari hai (o maa aa aa.... o maa -2)

Saturday, 7 May 2011

My Feelings For You

My feelings for you
very clear and so clean
With deep emotions
No one have ever seen
No hatred, no troubles
Nor anger or rage
I didn’t see any thing 
nor a scar nor your age
Because for me you were everything 
I find my partner with no mistake
I know my feelings are not fake
I would show nothing between us was wrong
One day you will sing my love song.

Thursday, 5 May 2011

Destiny meet them again.....

It was a routine boys tlk going on btwn Rahul and his bst buddy Amit. They were discussing abt d upcoming fashion show in abhay prashal by sdps woman clg and figuring out some means to get d passes..Amit was in renaissance clg and was telling rahul abt d fun he had in his fresher's party..

Suddenly rahul came up wid an idea of organizing a shcl get together party..
"lets invite all our friends who were wid us till 4th" ,rahul tld amit..
amit was amazed bcz it had been 11 years down d line and thy had no clue where most of thr childhood frnds were..

Rahul was lost in his world..remembering those past memories..how thy used to go to shcl by riskshaw..all fun thy had..suddenly his sail through d memories came to a halt..it was her..Sonia...he becme nostalgic..all memories started pouring in at once..games which thy played togethr..cycling in d evening and how can he forget those samll fights thy had..he was trying to remember d incident whn he was fighting wid sonia for a corner seat and a slap..!!!
he was ready to retaliate bt saw d beautiful face of sonia covered wid hands..trying to convey tht plzz dont hit m..

he got anothr blow on his back bt dis time it was amit..he came back to reality and asked amit to contact those who were in town from thr class 4th batch..rahul came back home and started searching for sonia..d best means was social networking..
he only knw tht she left for ujjain aftr completing her 4th standard..

He was bsy searching all sonia's living in ujjain...nn finally aftr 4 hrs of searching he found his gal..thr was a pic of rani mukherji..thr were only some 500 scraps which showd tht she was nt an orkut freak..mre precisely orkut addict..

wld she remem m???
ll she accept my frndship req?? wht wld i say her??
rahul mind was filled wid lots of similar thoughts..
finally he decided to tl her hw much he had missed her aftr she left..her departure was like a shock to him..he had no1 left to play..fight nn mst importantly share his immature thoughts..

"ur kidding man..u found her?? really", enquired amit , he was astonished to hear abt sonia frm him.."I think I was in love dude..childhood love..u knw" rahul tld amit
and also abt all thoughts tht kept on surging in his mind all d day bfre..

"R u serious..?? do u still love her..?? it has been 11 years and u guys havn't seen ech othrs face once..bet m she wont even remem u.." ,amit tld rahul..

I dont knw nythng, I jst wanna tlk to her..share all tht i have in my mind..I think it might b late..she wld have a bf..or on d worst side she wont even remem m..bt I ll give it a try..rahul left home saying dis to amit wid a hope of getting his frndshp req been accepted..

He sat on his computer and logged on to orkut widout wasting a single min..
he quickly searched d list of frnd reqs he has sent and to his amazement sonia name was nt thr..it meant tht she had accpetd d req..yes!! she still remems m..
rahul was on cloud 9..

In a blink of an eye she came ol and pinged him..he had goose bumps all over his body..she had a long list of questions w8ng for him..how did u found m aftr so long..??
where u had been so many years..?? and d list was endless..

They started chating regularly..sonia was in jaipur and was doing engineering..
she had few frnds thr..mst of her bst buddies were in ujjain..rahul was a bit disappointed nt to find his name in her bst buddies list bt thn he appeased himslf thinking abt 11 long years thy had remained apart..
he was really happy to find tht she remembered all d fun and fights which thy had togethr spclly d slap 1..she laughed aloud on remembering tht incident bt thn apologized d nxt min for hitting him tht hard..:)

As time passed thy became gud frnds again..they used to chat for 2-3 hrs and had started njoying ech othrs company..Rahul felt tht dis was d right time to tell her wht all he felt and hw much he missed her..

Sonia was ol..she had msged him to come ol immediately..Rahul pinged her..aftr a little conversation of hi..hellos and wassp, sonia became silent..she stopped responding..thr was smethng wrong...
"R u upset", rahul asked her..Is everythng f99 at home ??..

well thr was no response bt suddenly rahul cell started ringing..it was sonia
she was crying like hell..rahul tried to appease her and asked her wht d matter was??
thn came d ans which he never expected..sonia had a bf and she had a bitter fight with him..down came d tears frm his eyes..y didnt she tell him abt her bf bfre..nw he had started liking her again..bt all in vain..

Rahul...rahul..r u thr called a soft voice..it was of sonia..rahul came back to his senses and forgot his pain..he started consoling her and ensured her tht all ll b f99..

He cldnt sleep d whole nite..d word bf was going round nn round in his mind..shld he tell d truth to her..confess his liking fr her..bt wht if she says no...hw wld she feel aftr listening all dis..wht if she even dont want to be frnds wid him..all scary thoughts started pouring in his mind..finally he decided nt to confess nythng, bt to help her in all ways he can and alwys remain frnds wid her..

Sonia was a happy gal nw..she had reconciled wid her bf..it was all bcz of rahul's advice and efforts tht thr bond become stronger..
"Ur my bst buddy rahul", sonia confirmed while having a chat wid him..
"It was a vry small thing for my sweetest frnd ever" ,rahul responded..
sonia said i love u bt rahul knw in wht sense it was..

Slowly wid time rahul learnt to abscond all his feelings for her..
Today both rahul and sonia are into job and work for top IT companies of India..
Though both have become bsy nw, bt whnever thy gt time,thy never fail to confess the truth tht thy r bst frnds and ll remain forever..:)

Tuesday, 3 May 2011


Memories ... can kill ...
when the heart inside is still ...
and the person you love, never meant to last,
is with you no longer, a shadow of the past,
the heart begins to die, the thoughts begin to kill ...

Memories ... are sad ...
when the love you never had ...
reminds you of times, when things were too good,
when hearts were happy, when you understood,
when you were together, used to love her li
ke mad ...

Memories ... are cold ...
when the agony is untold ...
when my eyes belie, the torment within,
the lachrymose lament, of my violin,
A pain more than what, my heart can hold ...

Memories ... don't heal,
when I go through this ordeal,
of heart that bleeds, emotions evoke
of soul that's empty, of spirits that broke,
of a dying mind, a broken man who can't feel ...

Memories ... I ignore,
Those thoughts I know no more,
The life that was, has changed so fast,
The life that is, lies broken, miscast,
That life that will be, I truely abhor ...

Memories ... can kill ...
when the heart inside is still ...
The things I've done, I cannot forgive,
I'm blind, I'm dead, There's nothing left to live ...
and all that remains, is a deathly chill ...