Moments and Memories…!!

January 1, 2010

The One With College… Friends… Work… Life… and MOMENTS…!! – 2009

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Just a very flashy review of what this year brought to me… actually a little too much of everything… so never wanna forget this…

Lived the best moments in college… some moments which define the worth of the four years we had in college…

had to leave friends… almost forever… (Remember one instance when Tirtha used to come to water cooler to fill his waterbottle at around 11PM during exams and then came into my room to say a ‘Hi…!!’… and then we discussed things totally forgotten… just that that ‘Hi…!!’ extended till 4 AM… everyday… and now its almost 3 months since i have heard him…) … So, left them… almost forever…

Had an AUSCULATOR’s farewell… (everything else abt this day is jst between 10 of us… all the arrangements… ANGARA treat… and that confession session that extended from 9PM to 7AM…)

Met another group of tooooo gooooodd friends: Swati, Shailesh Dewina, Ambika… , a little too early into job life… or a little too late in college life. As i say, kitna acha hota agar hum sab ek hi college se hote… and as swati always replies, kya pata tab hum dost hi nahin hote…!! Signed a pact that none of our fights is gonna extend beyond 1 hour. And this past has helped a lot, warna mein aur swati waqai mein dost nahin reh paate… fought a lot in these last 5 months… and laughed even more…. cracked jokes… saw each otehr crying.. longing for things perhaos not meant for us… made fun of collegues.. and wat not. Many a times i was the reason behind their tears… and many a times it was they who cried when i couldnt vent out…

learnt that HAKUNA MATATA and QUE SARA SARA are the two words that can reson anything going wrong in ur life…

took a resolution that there shouldnt be any contemplations in life… never… although this will make u sad sometimes… but then going sad is far better than being hopeful till the very end and see things going wrong… its always worth a try…

Started watching F.R.I.E.N.D.S. … and thankgod i did…

Read a lot of GOOD books…

For the first time had this amazing feeling of wearig something bought of ur own… Earned for the first time… amazing amazing feeling…

had days when i was happiest and saddest… in a span of 5 days…

Got a better affirmation that i shud be counsellor… or an actor… or an RJ… or anything but what I am today… convinced a friend to stay back at the last moment when she had decided to leave job… and many other times when i pursuaded people to do what they wanted to do…

Learnt how to cook… and for the first time, single handedly hosted a party for 15 people, out of which only 8 turned up… now with little assistance, i can make pulao, chawal, halwa, sevaiyyan, dal, aaloo ki sabji, poori, roti, chhole, pohey, sandwhich, gulab jamun, khichdi, MAGGi, noodles, daliya, sambhar and … and if nothing works out, i surely can call up Dominoes… 🙂

Learnt that being good always pays off…

started writing this blog… MOMENTS AND MEMORIES…!!

For the first time, celebrated Ganesh Chaturthi…

First time in life got gifts on Christmas… a sweet cute SANTA keychain… and a FRIENDS FOR LIFE mug… and another one is awaiting… sang christmas carols… hosted a farzi gameshow in office…

Not getting an invite to new year’s party was never so embarrasing… stayed back at home and only comfort was the timely calls from ghar and friends : sudky, dushy, ambika, gautam… and messages ofcourse…

For the first time my saying:  “we are single not by virtue but by choice…!!” is not what i can boast abt myself…

Got back in touch wid many long forgotten friends: shazia, mugdha. Made a lot of net friends : ani, gazal, anuja, ekam…

Also, i prepared a wishlist this yeat and trying to live up to it everyday… as said, no contemplations… and as a part of this wishlist only, i went to office in casuals last tuesday… extreme casuals, when the dress code is extreme formals…
but it was fun.. each and everything on the wishlist is… have completed 3 of the 30 wishes so far..

and there’s lot more… a lot lot…

many reasons y i want this year to end… and infinite others y i want this to continue forever…

and so, in the memory of the great year that is passing by taking away a lot i wanted to keep forever… and giving another LOT i wanna keep… forever… to all the people who ever mattered in my life… i just want u guys to know that:

“I will be there for u, when rain starts to pour…
I will be there for u, like i’ve been there before…!!”
in 2010 and for all the years to come… !!
*******WISHES********

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May 17, 2009

Prachi… missing YOU…!!

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“bhai, we will always be together… hai na…”

“of course, no matter what we make ourselves in future… where we land… we will always be together…”

“i cant live without seeing u… even for a day…”

“u dont have to… kaha na… u won’t miss me even for a day… hum hamesha aise hi rahenge” 

she smiled… 

he smiled too…

Suddenly train jerked… it was moving… THE END… 

He pounded his feet again and again on the floor… he soooooo wished train was late today…

She started to cry… 

Both knew it was the end… luggage was in place…. she boarded the train…. He stayed at the platform… it was hard… we will always be together…

Whistle blew…

train picked up speed…

“we will meet again… hai na…”

“of course… bina mile reh bhi to nahin sakte… aadat pad gayi hai tumhaari, itni asaani se nahin jaayegi… we will meet  again… soon”

“ta ta…”

“phir milenge…”

 

 

and the promises were made… only to be kept someday…

that ‘someday’, this story will complete itself…

May 16, 2009

The Last One to FALL…!!

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“why…why do i have to see all this…  in this already lost battle that we are fighting, i die everytime someone i love… someone i know, dies…  Why?? I wanted to die peacefully… not in bits…”

“but u wanted to die last….!!”

April 18, 2009

Life is BEAUTIFUL…!!

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LAST MOMENTS TOGETHER...!!

LAST MOMENTS TOGETHER...!!

 

 

Hamare Agra mein ek kahawat hai… “Laut ke jaate waqt Tajmahal ko peeche palat ke nahin dekhna chahiye… warna bande ko dobara aana padta hai Taj ko dekhne…”

 Kuch log is baat par vishwaas karte hain aur Taj ko palat ke nahin dekhte…
Kuch log is baat par vishwaas karte hain aur Taj ko peeche palat ke dekhte hain…

Last days of the college… Last days of being master of yourselves… a jack of all.

Time slipping by… not many moments to let go… days are hot again this summer… only more memorable… the long way back to hostel and the scorching heat doesn’t pain us as much as it did in the last 3 years… nights are different… y am i getting insomniac wih each passing day… each passing moment…!!

A lot in mind… a lot to express… so many people to talk to… lot to talk about… hard to express… but even harder to conceal… THE LAST DAYS HERE IN COLLEGE…!!

Before coming to college, a Bhaiya of mine told me: “Rohit, these days are going to be the best days of ur life…”.
I couldn’t help but smile: “Bhaiya… ghar se achha kuch hota hai kya?? Kaise katenge ye 4 saal??”

And today, when i was counting the days left here, these words came to me in flashes… KAT GAYE 4 SAAL… pata bhi nahin chala…
I used my fist to know the number of days in the month of April… god knows when i did that last… counting days in the month of April. And alas… just 30 days…!!
picked up a calender and looked again… 30 days in April there too… (and when i am writing this, i am counting days again… no mistake. APRIL HAS 30 DAYS)
so, it was official…
Just 28 more days of being together…
28 days of knowing what life is… what it can be… what it will be…!!

Want to write lots… seriously a lot of stuff… many thoughts come to mind in a moment and the next moment, mind is blank. Things are changing… changing rapidly… !!

Very lately, we had a lot of endeavors…. a lot of plans… some materialising into trips… others into blogs and some more others into blue day, kurta day, white day, Thanksgiving Day, Birthday… hours of hanging out together… nothing to discuss, yet a lot to ponder… Suddenly campus seems to be a place we belong to… suddenly friends are the assets we will have forever, we will need forever… priorities getting their place in life…  responsibilities glaring at us… but are we capable enough to handle things our way…??

Every time I cross a road, I run into a vehicle… so I cross roads with friends… par ab kya…??
In a group of 10 friends… in the first year, only 1 knew how to get reservations… and remaining 9, in their fourth year now, still dont know the art… But now, they have to… This time it kills them to ask their ‘the’ friend to get reservations done for them… they have to learn it themselves…
The chicken that never knew how to cross a road, has to cross it all alone…
Things are changing… changing rapidly…
We have to learn things…  and learn them the hard way- the life’s way…!!

Khair, the point is I don’t know what to write… or ‘what all’ to write…

Every moment is a start of a new conversation… conversations about how we met.. the ragging days… the love life… the long stories behind nicknames… aur bhi bahut kuch- seniors… girls… friends back home… sisters… family… school… teachers… playground…
huh…!! a big story to narrate… few listeners… and an awesome narrator… always…!!

Few more days to go… and soon all will be over.
A few more days to say thanks for a life that changed drastically in the last 4 years, yet with so much of originality still intact…
Just a few more days to say a SORRY for all the wrongs we did… to show gratitude to all those who came in our life and made it BEAUTIFUL…!!

Few more days and it will be time to wind up…
All the michievious acts we did and everything we wanted to do… soon it will be time to put a full-stop to all those kiddish ways of living.
A few more days of doing what we want to do before we are forced into doing what we are destined to do…!!

a song is playing now in my PC… and it seems so apt:

“ek hawaa ka jhoka aaya, toota daali se phool…
na pawan ki, na chaman ki… kiski hai ye bhool…
kho gayi khushbu hawa mein kuchh na reh gaya..
mera jeevan kora kaagaz… kora hi reh gaya…”

kiski bhool….?? hum bichad rahe hain to kiski bhool…?? sab chhoot raha hai to kiski bhool… hum dukhi hain to kiski bhool…??
haah..!!

Maine kabhi kisi ko rone nahin diya apne aas paas… poori koshish kii ki sabko samjhun aur samjhaoon… hamesa hasta rahun aur hasaata rahun…
But when its time for me to cry… when i will need somebody to wipe off my tears… i find none… Everybody has to go… destiny calling… par kiski bhool…??
All I can do is wear a smile and ask others to say goodbye to the best chapters of our lives… Be glad not that those we love are to go forever, but that the earth they laughed and lived on was our earth too… that we had few people we loved and adored, and that through various gestures we have showed it to them…. that they know it too…
Tears over this end…??
Nay,a smile .. 🙂
That we walked together a little while…..!!!

I do cry… i wanna cry more… i will cry lots…!! But all this behind a thin veil of smiles…
AAKHIR, har hasi ke peeche khushi hi nahin chupi hoti hai na baabu moshai…!!

I don’t believe in that kahawat thing about Taj… magar yun hi… ek baar peeche palat ke college ko dekhta hun roj…!!
Wanna come back here… although i dont believe the anecdotes…!!

When it will rain this year… i’ll miss the nostalgic smell of soil… cricket… bhutta… chai… those long walks in the rain… those hopes of the rain ruinng classes of the day…

the Summers next year… will remind me of the long walks we had… the tough project times… the shades we craved for.. the long waits for the bus…

Winters this november and december… will be deadly… with noone around to offer me a quilt…

Every new trip.. will be a gentle reminder that the ‘stylish’ way of clicking pics and posing for them is over… only ‘gentleman’ pics… life is over… Ihave lived it for myself… clicked it throughout…

Every appreciation at office will remind me of all the swearings from the friends… which were the most genuine gestures to tell me that I am special…

Whenever I will have a punctured bike… i will miss people with whom I had dragged punctured vehicles for miles at 4:30 in the morning

A holiday… will make me miss my gully cricket…

Every funny incidence… will make me miss AUSCULATORS…!! they love the way I exaggerate things and frame them into a story…

Whenever I will have any amount more than 1000 bucks in my bank account…. I would wish to be back to college…. I will miss this place…

Whenever I will see a BOSS, i would crave to make fun of him… and at that moment I will miss friends… the blog… The SAMANT…

Whenever someone will address me with a Mr., I will miss being addressed as KUTTE… DD… GADHE…

Whenever some one will call me Rohit… i will miss being called Mishra…!!

I will miss LIFE…!!

LIfe is BEAUTIFUL… y cant it remain this way always…!! 

 

 

 

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