Ganpati bappa morya

Ganpati bappa morya.


life is not what it seems…..

I am a cs and people appreciate me from being lucky to be so,but do I feel the same?…

I had thought I should be now happy and gay,
I felt so proud when congrats;was what people would say.
I have achieved my goal,from far it did seem,
I am accomplished to have it ,as if it was my only dream.
But alas,the reality is different which no one can see,
The inside story is something which is known only to me.
I may be lucky to for the honour I have got,
For which people like me have constantly fought.

I should be satisfied on the place I stand,
but there is always a feeling in me that I am in no man’s land.
I don’t know what I am doing and where am I destined to go,
Just watching my precious time passing by in a row.
There are hundred of thoughts constantly going on my mind
I am totally messed and there is no way I can find.
I really wanna way out of this quirky mess,
At least to see a clearer path towards my goal and nothing else….”

Down the memory lane

It is often said past just gives u sorrow n sadness. It pulls u into a road which just gives u pain….is it true?well…..not always true. It sometimes takes u to path of happiness and sweet smiles.

I got a chance to visit my old school; that school which I had left 15 years ago n never again got a chance to visit.reliving my childhood my schooldays n all the joys circling it. I saw myself sitting in the class chatting with my friends , singing prayer songs with folded hands and running in the playground..
I went around the whole school walking with a shine in my eyes and a curiousty to see the changes that has occurred over the years.
The mess we went to eat in,our classes,dusty blackboard, bushes trees everyone just seemed so lovely.I continue giving running commentary yo my sister.
“Here I waited for my rickshaw, this was my lunch area,  here we went to swim……;etc “… I just could not stop admiring my school I left years ago..
All days like just started floating before my eyes as if it a thing of yesterday..some places had undergone some changes but could not distract my happiness.
It was a one hour visit and made me highly nostalgic to end with and completely made my day
The school still runs successfully and I wish it enlightens other kid’s life as it did my and some another divya enjoys visiting it again…

“So am I not right to say that past do brings happiness!!!  🙂 :)”

We do care!!

The youth of today is considered very self centered revolving around themselves,their money, their status, power their reputation their gadgets,their country;is it??is the youth today considerate about their country?
Indeed they are,. We may not go to siachin to fight for the Nation; we may not sacrifice like bhagat Singh…but we do care for the country we do love our country…
When there is a match with Pakistan we do leave our work to cheer up our India.we get happy to pinpoint politicians because they are ruining our country…we do vote so that our India becomes a better place to live in..,
Patriotism is not only about fighting for the nation, it is also fighting in the nation ; for the nation….attending flag hoisting is patriotism ,worrying for nation and expecting it to change is patriotism….respecting our nation with all its odd is patriotism ..and celebrating the national festival with same zeal n enthusiasm is patriotism…
We youth may not show but we do care for our nation….


The known strangers…..:-)

Many a times we meet some people who does not make a change in our life, neither do they affect us in anyway but indeed make a mark in our memory whom we are never able to forget….And I too experienced this in a very unfashionable way..the people I her had no linking too me but surely made a mark and place in some corner of my mind and heart..I happened to go to Mumbai n had to wait at the station for 6 hours… it is a really long span time to spend in a congested waiting room and that too almost alone, I was with my dad but we had nothing important to talk or pass my time, so in such time the strangers of the waiting room helped me pas my time…. the people I want to mention were a trio of boys and amusingly of different age groups. One had given his 10 Th, other 12 th n the eldest of them was a engineering student.very cooperative and decent guys….I was playing bingo with a kid there, who was otherwise irritating his mom; which gave those boys as well, a source of passing their time. So our interaction started there, when I just watched them trying to play bingo(which they played all wrong)…so they switched to playing dumsharads….( a very interesting guessing game).being very thoughtful they invited me to play with them, but being a limitless introvert I denied.they played quite well n then I too joined them…. n unbelievable it was….I really enjoyed very much.had never thought 6 hours wud pass so fast… the end we had to break end to our game as our respective trains was scheduled in few minutes…. I bid them goodbye smiling…..but they still lingere in my mind…..

kabhi kabhi ajnabi log bhi kitne yadgaar pal de jate hai…….:-)

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