Dream

I love to write,
writing from within.
that gets me back
to the idea of dreaming.

I love that one hour befor I sleep
how hard i try not to day dream,
To bring my words
Be felt across the oceans
where my pictures would seal the deal
and that would be all


Dreams that are near not far beyond,
I dont know where I belong.

I wish I could stop the time to give me some rest
but as a second turns it leaves me flabbergast.

 I am repressing my feelings,
because I am confused and couldnt find no meaning,
Still I stay on the idea of dreaming...

I love to do anything but work,
Noone can stop me not even Jerk

The father from the heaven
The Shiva from the mountains
Stars from the sky,
keeps me inspiring, and goals leads me to surviving..

la la ooh la la

Came across this song, so got revived with the reminiscence of the Cardiff, a diversified land where in 6 months I have lived my entire life. got one of the best Friends here, sab ke hote hain, LMAO.

Everything is distinct here here as i m adaptive so have got camouflage with the environment. Now I dance on the tunes of rude boy, oola la, habibi al nour, hotel room and so on, have learnt new steps after all i can shake my booty well. I can feel the change into Indian culture in comparison with Westerners, they are much more advanced and have lot to do many other things except bitching and boasting. We people are too much engrossed with what others are doing now have a look on recent news topics, Sania marrying Shoaib. Even the prestigious newspapers such a s TOI, HT, EI have loaded their pages about this controversy, what do we have 2 do with that. They both are very well responsible for their lives. why interference?

Our pathetic middle class Indians sits near a coffee shop or at the park or may be at the home busy gossiping about latest happenings around the neighborhood and society, come! on come out of a nut shell, we have got better things to do on. I feel pity. n sometimes i wonder this is where i lived where people just live to eat. all Granny's talking about their bahus, and evil worlds where they think their son or grandsons have come under jaadu tonas, where they think that some one must have mixed some evil mixture in their drinks or food. yes I readily accept that i am a small town girl where such things happen. RATHER think about the well being of our country, try to be a helping hand where you can serve and contribute to the environment and make out India a better place to live in.

When I argue with my elders about all these things, they say i m far too small and when i fight with my sisters i am being given the lecture that i am grown up to tackle all these things..IRONY

All messy stuff.. No more discussion about all these things. I have come here to enjoy so I am.

:) :)

From the shadows, looking in.

Omg..!!! Its been 8 months that i have been away from my Blog. yes busy girl, got matured, after all i am doing my masters. I have just returned from UK for vacations in India, was missing my family too much after all i have lived their for 7 months, away from friends and family. congratulate me, i have been offered a job as sales consultant at British gas with good salary. though I didn't accept it because I think i deserve better packages, nothing to boast about, but the things are quite different. i didn't take permission of my parents so neither could i accept nor reject anyways better luck next tym as acceptance period has got expired.

Feeling drastic changes in myself after living there. Language improved, I have become bold independent, optimistic and blah blah. I arrived India on 10th April, just 6 days are over, haven't been bored even for single second, busy meeting friends and family. however when i was coming from the Cardiff alone, I faced too many troubles, 'kya hoga Nisha ka', perhaps its OK, that's how i would learn. I arrived at the Cardiff central station on tym with two loaded suitcases and 1 handbag and a laptop to carry to India, :p. I guess I wasn't that much capable enough to manage that much language. I cached my train at the right tym, but the disappointment here was that i had to change two train to reach heathrow airport to abode my flight. a little girl with so much luggage. you have to sympathize with me.

eventually I missed a train at Hayes and Harrington so had to catch a next train after 40 months, I somehow managed to reach the terminal four 90 minutes before the departure tym of kingfisher airlines, I guess i was late but again it was me, more or less things had to alter, GUESS what..1!! flight was 1 hour late. It was 11 am as per IST my flight reached Indira Gandhi international airport finally but again some complications, as i had to catch a train from Delhi to Gwalior, it gt delayed but 1 and half hour. right from 6 degrees i have landed into 46 degrees of temperature. nevertheless i had to beat the heat. my journey gt ended after travelling 24 hours alone at 9 pm. HOME SWEET HOME, met my family felt great, expressed my love, had mummas unbeatable food, daddy's warmth dadis hug and sisters love. phone calls on phone calls by relatives, let me take breath n sleep peacefully please, after all its India. My own country where people love to share, care and love and to be loved, where I dont have to say Thank you, Sorry, Cheers, mate, Please every 10 minutes, where I dnt have to wash my utensils after eating food :D.

Anyways I am off now, catch u 2moro for some more masti and masala writings, goodnight and think about me. cyao..

survival of fittest

TOUGH COMPETITION EVERYWHERE

After completing 20 years of life, I have come to know that knowingly or unknowingly we are part of the rat race, world is moving at so faster pace that we all have a motive of winning the competition, no doubt we choose the most shortcut step. Race starts right from infant when a 7 or 8 year old kid is made aware that someone else is good or better than you( studies, sports, dance ... etc) You try hard to win n conquer other hearts.

when you choose to opt some professional course after school years, if u have survived till merit list then its pretty good else u end up getting nothing worth.

We often wonder whether we will succeed or at the top someday? In college someone else comes and take the trophy in most filmy ways and even after striving hard being a runner up also, u just feel like being sidie (dancing behind the hero, heroines)

when it comes to professional life, your colleagues n most importantly your BOSS screw up every now n then and always ready with butchers knife(like hungry lion ready to eat deer).

And with whatever courage you are left with you try to move further and ready to be used. Finally I realized that blogging is the best way to pen down your frustration and u can be yourself.

But what’s the solution?
Here also worried about the comments. Where does peace lies?
Don’t say that u are ready to give damn competition are about it.

Please don’t SYMPATHIZE

F*ck fear, drink beer.

This post is dedicated to one of my very loyal friend, who stands tall beside me in my every now and then... I'm deliberately writing this post on an urge. Else I was told that my id can be anytime hacked, and believe me my friend is terribly good at those stuff. So note was the better option
Just for you...
CHEERS!!!
lol


I will be killed now.

A journey from ordinary man to the billionaire.
My post will surely entertain you. Take it to lightly and read it with much more enthusiasm and zeal. keeping your mind aside. A couple after marriage should go for a night walk so that they should spare some time with each other. With the passage of time they will generate love for each other. I read somewhere that feelings grow with sharing, caring and understanding. Time will heal love. Several night walks will help lady to produce kids after kids. Because there will be strong bonding b/w each other. SO lady can even give birth to 8 kids in 5 years, chances of twins n triplets can be taken into consideration.

FACTORS

• love grows, kids grows.
• kids grows, productivity grows(70 rs wages/day/person earned by an ordinary लेबर) better development of child can help him/her earn more.
• more productivity, more revenue.
• more revenue better will be the prospect of living and sudden acceleration in income.

Thus Nights walks=money

• A = B = C then A = C
• LHS=RHS
• HENCE PROVED

THEOREM: Work is directly proportional to time and inversely proportion to
speed, other things being kept constant.

BENEFITS

• Couple will be rejuvenated, revitalized daily if they make love and will be physically fit, no gym expense. Saving of money again, expansion of income.
• पैसा, पैसा, पैसा
• Mercedes or BMW could be your next car.
• After so many kids man doesn't have to incessantly toil in scorched sun.
• If men or women loses the capacity or fails, target to millions not billions.
• Avail the opportunity as soon as possible and become billionaire in few years.

AND PUT YOURSELF INTO THE SITUATION AND ADOPT THE STRATEGY

let me know the results so that i can infer more.

NOTE: The research was done from the point of view of economist and an MBA.

stop

It is sad demise to hear about Mr. Baljindar singh and Rajesh kumar who got stabbed by some of his colleagues (Australian students) just because their colour don’t match. Parents forgo everything and send their children to abroad so that they get good education, they put their heart and soul and so that their brood perceive qualitative knowledge, but they don’t expect that these monstrous activities by their foe will become lethal to child’s future. Instead of getting sympathy, cooperation, amiable environment, accord they face all the brutalities.

World is no longer safe place to live in. Are we human being or evils and demons who kill each other since not belonging to their community, colour, caste, region and religion? When homosapiens came on this earth, there was no food, no luxuries, no caste, no creed, no religion irrespective of all that they worked in group and invented food, fire, metals etc so that their life become more easy, their teamwork has benefitted all of us. Now where this paradox come from. These issues has are highly immoral and uncivilised.

This is the shameful tragedy, extra security should be provided to Indian people. And parents should think twice before sending their offspring.

We all should stand together and fight against all the atrocities done by those bloody evils.

Another chapter comes to an end

Three years have been passed like a blink of an eye. And for the past few days I have been trying everything to distract myself and not think about the fact that the same period won’t ever enter in my life. Life has become too fast and is moving at furious pace. I joined my college in august 2006 with an excitement of meeting new people, making new friends over and above to gain some new experiences and to witness the complexities of life. Nevertheless all this happened with much more perplexity, with more pain, suffering and pleasure (not like 11 minutes by Paulo Coelho) but in very calm and pacific way. First few days were as usual complicated to tolerate strangers, their traps at your back, their back bites and bitching. In between crowd find me, a girl full of attitude and not apt for their friendship. But I so adroitly filled their hearts that they stood spellbound at the end of these 3 yrs. I still remember the time i left my hometown with my mother and dada crying and I couldn’t control myself and bursted in too tears and she admonished me several time that dont talk to strangers much.

Passing out from S.K.V was a great experience,now i had to onlook what actually the life is, it was not easy to survive in other land, away from ur parents and lifetime friends in the midst of strangers. i made new friends they were 24*7 avaialble for me. My results were quite surprising as in first year i hardly studied for 60 days out of 365 and had all the possiblities to flunk atleast in some of the subjects but i somehow managed to clear it with I class. My teachers were amazed by my results because i just attended the college for 7 days in the whole damn year as i was pursuing other course too. I can say that I'm intelligent girl not among those bird brainy who study whole year and cant survive to clear. II year was a little better i subsist for three months, more often than not I cleared with good grades but I expected little better yet I was in merit list. My result is still awaited for final years.

Ordinarily we used to bitch a lot about teachers, that weren’t morally upright. But it was amusing. We as in all friends had hangman in the classrooms our hang outs at chlorophyll and those enchanting musing wont wipe out ever in my life

This post is dedicated to all you horrible, irritating, pathetic people. Thanks for keeping me amused. I am going to miss you all like hell (I can’t believe I said that, but it’s the truth.) Thanks for all the memories. They are good memories. I think this is the best thank you I can give.