Being Candid

 

It is very amusing for me when I have to argue with my parents to get what I want in life, to fulfill my interests...as my interests are very different from my parents' expectations from me....from the passion for reading,writing to  choosing the career. This amuses me as it not only shows how different I am from the people with whom I live but also shows which thing I badly want,and truly believe in and have the courage to support and stand for it against the odds!!
I just think, wouldn't have it been boring if I had gone to them, asked for something and got it? I would have never realized what I like and what I desperately like and what I can achieve by standing for myself- my views, my thoughts and my conscious. Argument gives you the power to have reasons and the way to realize your strength!
I never wanted to be that obedient child who lives like her parents told her to, saw the world from the eyes of her parents and made the typical practical decisions....
Its better to try, live,argue, love, be crazy than to lead a typically ideal life in the eyes of your parents...
Its not that I don't love my parents... I love them to hell... its just that I don't want to gift them years of a boring regular child........... !! ;)

Contemporary or Modern- what's more important?

Today, I just asked myself a question. Which art form do I like most- contemporary or modern? Which art form is more relatable?
The answer my mind gave was quite interesting.
Both the art forms are important.  On one place contemporary art form calls for symmetry in reflection i.e all the people get the same information from what is projected through that particular art. No 'different people,different views' concept exists. It teaches how much discipline is required in creating that particular image/model/presentation/painting so that everyone perceives that piece in the same manner. How can we bring precision in our tasks, is the quality that is taught by the contemporary art form piece.
Whereas modern art calls you to just go with the flow, go with the stroke.You need not worry what you started with, what you must have thought before creating it and what people might perceive it as individuals. It's something thoughtful you have to come up with as an artist and viewer individually every time you make and understand the modern art.Also, as an onlooker you just have to use your eyes to see and understand what you have seen and need not think about the creator's understanding of it...
Also, I could relate it with our life. Everything is imp. Nothing exists in this world which can be discarded. You need to understand both the sides of the life. Your contemporary version, where life has to be more balanced, careful and precise and your modern version, where you need to loosen-up; where 'different people, different eyes, different minds' concept is very imp. to understand.

Here is how the last day ends........ends for a new start...!

My last day at internship about which I had written few days back:

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Since morning I was happy...rather both...happy as well as sad..Sad for all those happy chirpy moments spent with few of the most amazing people (Adi, Ayesha di, Mithila, Ankita, Lalit sir, Aishwarya, Sakshi, Lasna, Jiten, Sandeep, Devika, Saumya) were coming to an end.They were the only reason because of whom (except work, of course) I always wanted to come to the office ...to enjoy with them-- morning hi-fies,afternoon lunches & evening metros..But I was happy..a big time happy, "because of the obvious reason". Everything was going well and it did go well,and even if few things didn't,let's not give importance to them, till came the evening phase,when I had to bid good bye..which I am bad at.

In the evening,after all the byes &adios and making friends wait till I do all the cyas and pay my last respect to all those people who taught me,advised me and guided me in this journey, I headed towards the metro.I reached the metro station, & the doors opened and I suddenly realized- I had forgotten my register in the office-the last bang was to happen and it was this!!! Though the register had few of my imp. things but another most imp. thing was that it was the only physical memory I could treasure(I know I am too fussy). I ran towards my office again...and again for the last time. I guess this last was not only for the register, but for my last goodbyes to Adi,Ankita and Shankar..Jaate same unhe bye nahi kr payi thi as they were very busy and I just cudn't interrupt and say,"you know what,bye"...
Finally then, I took my register, did some more goodbyes and came down the lift, 8-7-6-5-4 stop-3-2-1-0. I was walking,moving towards the metro and suddenly I realized, I was looking at the building again .. "har baar ek last bar mudkar dekhna zruri hota hai na!" 

But all this didn't end here and nor did the gush of emotions.I reached the metro station, but didn't board the metro which was right in front of me with open doors..yes, ONCE AGAIN I MISSED IT...What a dja vu feeling was that! A sheer repetition of what had happened 15 minutes back.The only difference was,that I was alone here with my memories..The moment I missed my metro, I started giving myself a reason for it.Though the reason was genuine that the metro was too stuffed for me to even stand at its gate.But still I knew,I didn't even try;just to stay at the metro station for the last two minutes.The important two minutes!!!! The 2 minutes actually took me for a round..revisiting the memory lane-when I had started my journey,when I had met people here,when I had met Ayesha di and every meeting with her was like family meeting...when I had met Adi and "pakaoed" him, took his desktop & my conversations with him and all the bad things that had happened to me.
These two minutes were the absolute two minutes...! In deed, a beautiful journey.

RECOLLECTION

One of the two short poems I wrote which is dedicated to one of the most important and memorable persons of my life- my mentor, Mudita ma'am...



Few hours have passed by,
since the last time I had bid you goodbye.
But my mind is still unsettled,
fighting with my feelings, almost a battle.
I wish I could stop you with my cry,
hold you and say, “no, I won’t let you pass by.”

I am seeing your photos to feel at ease,
but they are also not giving me peace.
I have emptied my box of words out,
but I am not getting words, I feel stocked out.
After a long time its happening like this with me,
and I guess the only solution is-I should let it be.

दिल-मुहल्ला

दिल के मुहल्ले मे देख आई,
तेरा घर आज भी वहीं बसता है,
वो सजी हुई पतली-सुन्दर सी ग़ली के मोड पर,
खड़े होकर भी तेरा घर दिखता है।

बाहर निकल,
आगे आ,
नज़र उठा,
देख थोड़ी दूर पर तुझे कोई घर दिखता है?

उसकी छत पर ज़रा नज़र डाल,
मेरा दिल तुझे देखने के लिये वहीं खड़ा रहता है।

जब भी तेरे घर के आगे से निकलते हैं,
संभलकर निकलते हैं फिर भी गिर जाते हैं,
रास्ता बदलते हैं, फिर भी तेरे घर की ओर मूड जाते हैं,
कोई तो बताए ऐसा क्या है तुझमें ,
की तुझे देखने भर से होश खुद-ब-खुद उड़ जाते हैं?

दिल के मुहल्ले मे देख आई,
तेरा घर आज भी वहीं बसता है,
वो सजी हुई पतली-सुन्दर सी गली के मोड पर,
खड़े होकर दूर से भी तेरा घर दिखता है।

वो अधूरे पन्नों की अधूरी पंक्तियाँ

ये कुछ पंक्तियाँ हैं उन अधूरी कविताओं के नाम जिन्हें  मैं कभी पूरी नहीं कर पायी और वो कागज़ कहाँ गए, पता नहीं.

कुछ अधूरी कहानियाँ  आज भी हैं कागजों पे,
बस यूँ हैं लिखी पड़ी,
कुछ गयी है कबाड़ में इस तरह,
जैसे कभी थी नहीं उनकी औकात कोई.

न जाने क्यूँ पूरी नहीं वो हो सकी मुझसे कभी,
शायद अधूरी रह जाना था उनकी किस्मत में,
 या उन्हें पूरा करने कि,
थी नहीं औकात मेरी.

कiश उन्हें उनका कवि मिले,
जो उन्हें ऐसे शब्दों में पिरो सके,
देखकर जिसे मैं कहूँ,
अच्छा,बन नहीं पायी थीं ये मेरी तभी !

सत्ता और समाज

आजतक सत्ता और समाज कि परिभाषा मेरे लिए कुछ और थी। पर हर रोज़  के गिरते भाषा के स्तर  ने मेरे  सत्ता के मायने बदलकर रख दिए है। पहले तक सत्ता को एक ऐसी शक्ति माना  जाता था जिसके दम पर हम देश को आगे बढ़ाने , उसमे बदलाव लाने और दुनिया  के  सामने एक सशक्त  देश का उदाहरण  बनने में सक्षम होते थे और सत्ताधारियों  को उसका ज़रिया मानते थे।  पर हर रोज़  सुर्खियाँ  बटोरते ये सत्ताधारी - एक दूसरे पर तानाकशी, घटिया  इल्ज़ामात और एक दूसरे को पागल करार देते पाये जाते है।

हर रोज़ शर्मसार होती इस  सत्ता का गवाह बनते है-ये अख़बार ,मैं  और आप।
 समाज को सुधारना तो दूर ये लोग, जो एक दूसरे पर ऐसी छींटाकशी करते है कि  वो इंसानियत बरतने के काबिल भी नहीं है। 2014  के  मतदान जैसे-जैसे  पास आ रहे हैं इन लोगों  कि एक दूसरे पर शब्दों कि गोलेबारी तेज़ हो गयी है - वो भी "ज़हरीली" गोलेबारी।
मैं  कभी कभी सोचती हूँ कि क्या ये है इन्सानियत का स्तर कि एक दूसरे को समाज के बीच बाज़ार में ,हर रोज़ नंगा कर दिया जाये ?क्या ये लोगों  में से ,जो अपना दिमागी  संतुलन खो चुके है, मुझे एक चुनकर अपने आप को ,अपने देश को और अपनी  आने वाली पीढ़ी को चलने कि ज़िम्मेदारी देनी है,जिन लोगो ने सत्ता को पैसा,शक्ति, अमानवीय और अस्वीकारणीय बर्ताव का बाज़ार  बना दिया है?यहाँ हर रोज़ एक इंसान दूसरे को पागल करार देने,आईएम से मिले होने कि डिग्री प्रदान करता है। इस बात का क्या प्रमाण  है कि   जिसे मैं  वोट दूंगी या ये देश जिसे चुनेगा वो (शक्ति ) हारी हुई (सिर्फ शक्ति हारी हुई,इंसानियत को बदनाम करने में तो वो भी अव्वल दर्जे से पास हुई है ) पार्टी   से एक प्रतिशत भी बेहतर है ?
अपने समाज और अपने देख कि कल कि छवि सोचकर मन दुःख और चिंता से भर जाता है और शब्दों  कि आवाजाही वहीं ठप हो जाती है।


चार पंक्तियों  में मैंने इसे संपन्न करती हूँ :

भटक गया है समाज,

इसके सुधरने कि उम्मीद नहीं ,
हर रोज़ कि इस तानाकशी से,
आने वाले कल में कुछ अच्छा प्रतीत नहीं,
चिंता है और चिंतन भी,
पर इन सबका लाभ नहीं ,
क्योकि समाज बदल रहा है इस कदर,
जहाँ भाई भाई के करीब नहीं।

DEFINING THE UNDEFINABLE-Mr. Amitabh Bacchan

Yet another season of Kaun Banega Crorepati has begun.The most interesting and alluring thing about the show,of course other than the magical prize money which has changed and will keep changing the lives of the common man making them not so common,is the 75 years yet not so old human being-Mr. Amitabh Bacchan.
Whenever I think of this finest human being,I fall short of words.Such is the charisma of this gentleman.Being at this stage of age the persona and poise he has for his work in life surprises and mesmerizes me and makes me fall short of the various emoticons that run inside me.The man truly defining his statement "Buddha hoga tera baap."
The command he has on all the languages that he speaks is commendable. In fact,my fascination towards Hindi language was revived because of him.The romantic way with which he speaks the language makes you fall in love with the language.At times when he speaks Bengali,even if I don't understand a word I want him to go on and on.Though being the Shehenshah of Bollywood he is the most grounded,humble and well connected with his fans.
It doesn't seem strange to me when I hear the 1970s & 80s stories of people waiting for long in front of his house to just catch a glimpse of this "Biggest B" and shaking hands with him for someone can be the last wish on Earth.
The only thing I don't like is the way people have given him the place of God and taken the liberty and flexibility of being wrong.He has to and has to be correct and can't commit any human error in his speech,thoughts and daily living as he is the God father for many and is under constant scrutiny of fans.Though he is executing his responsibility perfectly by being correct but somewhere,sometimes I think that it must be suffocating for him to be bang on every single time.
Talking of "being wrong" reminds me of the phase when,based on the media reports,Amitabh Bacchan was highly criticised for falling in love with the yesteryear's actor Rekha.The time when various top magazines reported that even being married to Jaya he wanted to go with Rekha and disappointed his very loyal audience as they didn't expect their Vijay to be morally wrong.
But never the less,now he has double the fan following which he is very well managing and is continuing to be the Baap of Bollywood.

Searching the right path of life

Sometimes in our life we think so much ,put so much pressure by thinking about the bad phase that we might have gone or going through in our life-about the mysterious,unclear and foggy future.Where we are highly disappointed with the way our life is shaping up.So to rectify that we start thinking so much about our fate.
We ponder so much of "what will I get,what will I get",but we,many-a-time, don't get any answer.The only answer ,then,we give to ourselves is,"wait,only the future will tell of what you'l get.So there is no point meditating of how to set right our future by taking an appropriate step.The only step we can take at the time of confusion and chaos that is going in our mind is to keep mum,sit back and let destiny make the goal."We should only do whatever our gut feeling says and not by thinking about the right path...because the right path can only be checked after reaching the destination and not at the start of the journey.If the "end result" could be foreseen at the starting then it wouldn't have been tagged as "end" result.
So,in life,go by what you feel right and not what can make you reach the right destination as every destination can be right if in its journey you put hard work.Don't waste too much time thinking about it and go down the road and explore the path!
:)    

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Birthday ,birthday,birthday everywhere,it was birthday celebration going on.I was engrossed  by the birthdays of quite few close friends of mine in the last month.In fact I was thinking I should declare the month as the "birthday month",for me at least.Though I am extremely forgetful in this section.I don't remember birthdays even if I am told about it 3 days before. I often forget my parents anniversaries.But in this crisis Facebook has come to my rescue.It helps me to a good extent.
The best part of this birthday thing  for me,was I was wishing all my friends "happy birthday" in a lyrical way i.e customised birthday poems for each of them and I totally loved this wishing flavour.
In the midst of all these poems,pimp-poms,laughing-joking,celebration scenario I was thinking -which could be the best way of celebrating a birthday?Though I know it depends from person to person but there must be a "good" way of celebrating it.
For some its being with your family and friends.For few its about celebrating alone-thinking about what the person gained and lost that year,what good took place in the last year--total analysis of the past year i.e self introspection.Some believe in celebrating it with NGO kids who actually want happiness and celebration in their life.Those gem of people find solace and happiness in the company of these kids and their smiles.They donate and celebrate the feeling of giving i.e giving to the mankind and proving that they are on this earth to spread the love which they have received  from their parents,the God and surroundings.
There is also one set of people who like spending it as just another day i.e working and not making it a big deal.To them it feels strange and awkward that 1 day in the mid of 365 days people are chanting your name.Such people believe in celebrating everyday a love day and not converting just 1 day into a "lovey-dovey day".So they are happy in this simplicity.
If I talk about myself,I am a mixture of all above.This might  sound a little strange but is true.I am  not a "treat" person who shells out a big chunk of her pocket money on giving treat to highly privileged friends and neither I take/ask for treats.I want to get up on my birthday like any other day,go to work,give donation for the under privileged ,go out for a good dinner(as I love spicy food) and end it with a mixture of all good feelings.I don't want anyone that day looking out for me through messages and phone calls and wishing me birthday.I find it a little strange that 1 day,out of nowhere people call out your name repeatedly and tell you that you are special and the next day everything settles as if nothing happened-back to zero.I don't believe in 1 day wonders.Can only one day we have the privilege to feel special or showcase that other one is special.Can't everyday be a sweet,good and OUR DAY?I am thinking on it though and will try to figure out the answer.
So at the end,I believe that happiness comes only when you feel it,be it alone,or with friends and family or at work or spreading it with small children.But yes the "NGO" way should definitely be given a try.

GETTING WELL

Yesterday night I just had this thought that in our life till now we have heard so many kinds of poems and songs such as on love,separation,sad moments,anger,surroundings..but I have never heard any song that is on "getting well",when we are sick..
So with this thought in my mind I have composed few lines on getting well.Its a small composition but I hope you'l like it.

Get well soon,get well soon
and shine like a full moon.
Though getting unwell is not that bad,
so enjoy every phase of that.

By laying on bed you give yourself proper rest
and proper rest makes you fit to the fullest.
But I agree that the worst part of this phase is the food that is served,
So boring and categorically reserved.
However,don't be sad if you get unwell
because this gives you chance to take a break from your mundane oscillating shell.
So be at ease when you get unwell
just listen,sing songs,eat well and don't consider it as hell.
:)

BELIEVE IN LOVISM RATHER THAN BLOODISM

Today I was reading an article in the newspaper,which talked about  "fratricide"(brother killing brother).I got struck up with one line that it stated "if your own flesh and blood cannot be depended upon,who else would you trust?"
Now this "flesh and blood" idea,here and at many other places wherever I have read,doesn't jell with me.The reason behind it is why people give so much importance to their "bloody" people and not to the basic and ought most feeling of "love"?With this I mean to say that why not we say that relationships originated out of fervor have more importance than relationships originated out of gore because if we have fervor,then any thing can be won over through that but in the so called "blood relations" if there is no affection then such incidents-fratricide(brother killing),sororicide(sister killing),filicide(child killing),patricide(father killing)-will keep taking place.

I have a numerous examples to talk about,to put right my point of view,however,I will state 2-3 of them.
People say that the bond between mother & child is special because mother raises the womb with her sanguine fluid and the child is her "flesh and blood child".But I certainly beg to differ.Yes,at the initial stage,when the child is born,there is this feeling but with the passage of time its the LOVE in this relation that wins over all other reasons of the existance of this relationship.The adopted children in this aspect are the most crucial evidence.According to my belief, the children who are adopted enjoy the same affection from their existing parents which they would have received from their biological parents.Any if,by any chance,this is not the case then there is surely a deficiency of emotions rather than the red body fluid.
If we talk about a family,the relation between husband-wife,father-son,father-daughter,mother-children remains intact with the sprinkle of affection and emotions between them.But if that feeling of affection among them drifts,everything else drifts whether one member is adopted or all are biological,it doesn't matter then.
In fact,love stories are the most common example of it.
So start loving and forget blood because relationships talk when love talks and not when blood talks!

Looking towards positivity

We sometimes talk about the ill that has been done to our mindsets with the advancement of time and  technology.But sometimes, while in a thinking process,I think about the super positive things that have been done to our minds by the changing mindsets of people.
We have come out of the age where we had to match our mindsets with that of 10-20 known houses of the society in which we lived.Dare we did anything different,there the eyes of those people would get raised.It almost showed that every society has a "preset book of do's and don'ts" and every house has to abide by that.
But now the story is changing and is changing for the better.People are now correctly using their basic human right to think and believe whatever they feel like.No one has to answer to any of its society members for its different point of view or for taking up a totally different career. In fact everyone around is thinking differently without any barriers,without any constraints.

And with the continuation of this we will get,in recent years,a diversified and respecting each other type society and I am totally looking forward to it!!!  

LYRICAL DIWALI

Diwali par khushiya manayea,
Dil kahi kho gya hai to use dhund layea.
Har saal paiso se manaya ye tyohar hai,
is baar uski jagah thoda dil aur thodi muskaan kaam me layea.
Zahreele patakho ki jagah deeyo ko jalayea,
rangoli k rango me zara to kho jayea.
Roshni jagmagati ladiyo se farmayea,
fir unge dekh thoda muskurayea.
Apko Diwali mubarak ho mera ye paigam hai,
apke chehre par muskaan lana he mera kaam hai.


As it was Diwali festival yesterday in India so I just wrote my thoughts away in this poem.I hope you  liked it.
:)

Looking beyond human emotion of hatred

Whenever a person dies the mind ejects to one thing - the relationship shared by that person with the people who surrounded him,how he was with his loved ones and with his enemies.
When one day,abruptly that person will depart from the shell of the world and move to infinity then are the grudges,fights,hatred worth keeping?Whole our life we keep meeting people-few become best friends,few become "just friends",few become good friends but less talked to and there are few people who become enemies whom we keep hating to the last breath of our lives.
If we sincerely look at this,couldn't we have converted those enemies into peaceful fellow humans if not being friends with them?So that if we get to see them next time,by chance,then we could bid "hi-bye" to them instead of giving the "bad damn look" to them.
Though I know that love,affection,anger are the emotions that are embedded in human self but HATRED is one aspect that can be worked upon or rather must be worked upon.
When one day ,in a jiffy,a person leaves this world then why not bid peaceful 'hi-byes' to the "so called" enemies.
Recently,I lost one of my relatives and this prompted me to think about the relation he shared with his brother's sons-it was miserable.They used to hate each other like hell and always used to talk ill about each other.So the 3 thoughts or rather questions that crossed my mind after hearing about that person's death were-
1) What was the meaning of hating someone when it was not forever(because life has taken that hatred off now)?
2)Will the 'brother's sons attend the funeral or will they keep strong their hatred and not be a part?
3)What will be their mindset while attending it?That the person with whom they shared the cold vibe  is lying cold in front of them.
Thankfully, I got the answer to my second question-they did attend the funeral and actually did maximum work i.e all the work that is done before the cremation  takes place.
:)

Escapism

I know I am an escapist,
I believe I am an escapist.

I escape from people,situations and conditions
because I believe that I can't fulfill the surrounding's expectations.
From me people expect high,
but I always fall short on expectations,don't know why

Now I have found a new way of delight,
which my mind finds bright-
just escape when you feel you can't tackle,
escape and escape till you can't handle.

Though,I know this way life is surely not following the right path,
the path it has taken is gloomy and dark.

However now I think,
I need to come out of this shell and face the situation,
as keeping low self-esteem is no solution.
Its high time I should start expecting more from myself,
I think I should give another chance to my own self.

So what if my errors turn out to be the biggest errors of my life,
I would be content that I atleast tried.
Life doesn't give many chances to rectify,
So baby one should give it another try.

This escapism is craving for an end,I guess,
Hence,I should also expect nothing less.
Its for sure that life is much more than getting missed,
as its a spectacular gift!

:)

SEE YOU SOON

A "so called poem" dedicated to all those who are longing to see someone special!

                                                     

Wherever I go,I see you
Whatever I do,I see you
While watching T.V,I see you
While thinking about you,I see you

I guess,I see you
or is it my illusion that I see you?

Whatever it is,it doesn't matter,
the most important thing is-I see you

So I hope one fine day,I actually see you
touch you,feel you,after seeing you

Now I am ending this here,
with a dream of seeing you
So,see you soon!

Hi! I want to be your f.b friend

 
Whenever my mind reminds me of this topic I get a strange feeling."Isn't making people your Fb friend,whom you don't know well personally,strange?"I mean F.b is a place where people connect with those with whom they have talked to and have a good rapo with.But accepting a request from a person whom you once or twice saw in school,college or in office is a bit weired.You don't know anything or very little about that person and you share with him/her the very "you" side of yours-photos,thoughts,feelings etc.A few photos that you basically want to share only with very good friends,on f.b, end up getting shared with those people in your friend list"whom you just once saw".

The lives are moving from private to public.The ideom"my life is an open book" is getting real day by day.I have quite a good amount of friends who practice this.I have asked each one of them this question-'don't you find it uncomfortable?' And the answer I receive is-ITS OK.
I too keep becoming of such friend requests time and again. A person sent me a friend request,who was in common to one of my very good friends.When I asked that friend of mine,just casually, that I have received such person's request,so who is he?My friend took 2 min. to recall who the person is in her list by this name and then replied"oh this,yes,this person was,I guess,in my college and as we had the college in common so I accepted the request so that the person doesn't feel bad but I have never talked to him yaar".I was totally shocked to hear this that I shot back"you don't even know him and you are saying he might feel bad if you reject his request???""Your reply is like as if when you walk on road you say Hello to every one who passes by you so that that person doesn't feel bad".
Though I know and believe that everyone has a right to make his her own decision but what I don't like is people are actually not following themselves,they are following others.I mean its not their heart/mind which is OK with accepting such requests but its the trend that is making them do so.Because their friends and cousins accept such requests so they also think that"its ok".
As we all know its a fast paced life and we don't get to talk/meet/greet our near and dear friends very oftenly so why make unknown friends?Why not keep our"dear"ones "near"?Because just saying "hi-hello" neither makes a person your friend  and nor this friendship defines the true meaning of "friend".Therefore ,such people remain only your F.B FRIENDS ,they never become your FRIENDS.
:)

What is your status!!

Now-a-days a new fight has come up amongst the youth-the status fight.Whether a person is single or in a relationship.There are now so many pages on facebook,texts on phones,facebook status' just describing the merits of every status.Every person is trying to give explaination on his/her status i.e if a person is single then why it is good being single and if a person is in a relationship then he/she tries to give his/her own explaination to why it is good being in a relationship.
Now -a-days when we meet  a new person ,even after meeting that person3rd-4th time,the obvious question has become-are you single or you have a b.f/g.f and when a person tells about his/her status then their obvious explainations start-justifying their present situation and why they are happy with it.They start with"Look I am single because......."I am not able to understand why is the need to JUSTIFY???Because at the end everything exists in phases..IF a person is single at that time then it doesn't mean the person wouldn't get into the relationship...he/she would obviously  get into a relation as soon as that person finds the true love.
So guys donot justify your Status!!
Keep smiling:-)

Waiting for my destiny to get me wet soon..seems monsoon wants me to get drenched in its love but perhaps my destiny doesn't because whenever it rains,I am at home,in my room-praising the love that rain drops share with trees & leaves,mankind and earth by falling on them.
It is not that I can't go out to feel that love but it is a human psycology,a person is only afraid of getting wet until one gets few drops of water on its body.
So I am waiting for the situation when I am out,right below the rain drops to easily fall on me....:-)