My encounter…with my words….

Sometimes u like to keep few things with urself…may b that’s ur own space…me always not comfortable publishing my poems(god knows why, but never less of words when it comes to this)….since i started blogging , thought of sharing few words…..

Well the very first problem is the people hardly understand it…then explaining them is a great pain..me land up with nothing but postmortem of my own poems…that’s bad..:((

M not sure how many people could really understand this…m not blaming them….i guess ur words should be very simple with deep meanings, so people could understand it…I guess me lacking here…boyee chillax

Me have a strange realationship with saptarshi (constellations)…though I have very rare encounters with it,may be because of the pollution in Mumbai…

These lines are nothing but my recent encounter with the saptarshi…

I know we need to go for postmortem…at least for my non maharashtrian buddies…will brief for the people who don’t know about saptarshi

It goes like this… there were seven stars (sagas)…out of which fifth one is called arundhati….a woman who, on the death of her husband, ascends the burning pile with her husband, is exalted to heaven as equal to Arundhati. Vishnu, the saint, laid down the rule that She will stay till the eternity ..she is infinity…

I always feel that they wanna say something…well me understand very little out of that…but still try to reach their unspoken words…believe me they ve a lot to say…

Lifeline.........dhak dhak ....dhak dhak...

I have seen people into different circumstances surviving with there lives…
last evening I went to see my uncle, since he was hospitalized ……after long time I ve been to this place…n started blogging at the back of my mind…

We all have been through these situations before…yahh but when it comes to elder people…it becomes more difficult..i ve seen elder people screaming louder that 4 year kids…its very difficult to handle elders than the younger ones…the whole family start revolving around the person called patient…this journey starts from home to hospital …I don’t know where it ends up…

This place makes u strong enough to withstand n catch up with tough times…
I wanna make point here by zeroing specific to the people surrounded by that patient…devaa they go through alot....

me always scared of hospitals…its different atmosphere …doctors…there assistance(always jotting down something)…n nurses…they have there own rythem n strange coordination…strange is because i never understood any communication happening between them…damn not a single world…I know its simple English, but they have a different wavelength…forget it…

I still remember my hospital days…damn don’t want to recall…its pain in everywhere…aaah every part of my body…me sick of that place…mom show me home……

even those beautiful nurces couldn`t change my mind (damn expect me to call sister or what hmm)…heheheh..very first thing is its very difficult to b in ur senses…n after that start dreaming n all…..well I ve seen those sweet faces only in my subconciousness …well I made an conscious attempt to come over my sub conciousness……but I couldn`t...hehehehe
otherwise I used to catch up with those boring faces(those southi nurces)…me only remember those hard doses n injectins goin in & out of all part of my body…well I was not scared of those hard doses but I do had fear of those smiles(well they do glitter when they smile)…hehehehe
M bit exaggerating here…even those smiles sometimes makes a lot difference..

Life is a journey ..n we do land up with these places for sumtime… These up & downs has no scale to measure..with any extreams u need to have that patience …
Life taught us so many things n still we all learing with every passing day….well this experience makes it more real…we really cant draw this line……

on the final note life is not measured by any scale…but we always tries to make it…its not about the age its about being there thorught the journey..with a smile… this line crosses all the boundaries…sweetheart its lifeline……:))

My Unspoken words…A Love eStory…

Me with less of words……llways…
Today its one of my friends AK GF`s bthday…so what ?? Whats so special hmm…okai let me speak out na!!

I came across with very few people who r in love…n who really meant…well its thing of the heart hmmmm…but its not always true…people do make statements sayin, there is no love kind of thing exist…aahhhh……what a bullshit……

m really afraid of love …aahhhh yeah its my statement…me very true here…

just couldn’t stop myself refreshing my memories…this is really close to my heart…well its becomes simple to put it in words when u touched by sumthing…lets try…

its kinda story (love estory) of my very close frnds mangs n prachi(now happily married)…the story starts here…

mang`s n prachi fall in love with each other……sorry me directly jumping to climex(me don’t want to drag it)…then its typical hindi movie story…prachi`s father drag it like anything……so many zagda……phone nahi karneka……milneka nahi…forensic on every phone call……fuck off …sorry but just can`t stop my emotions……mangesh n prachi went through every damn shit ……resistance from prachi`s family… to b frank we all thought of end of there realationship ...still mang`s the great kept patiance..we were always stood by them..but finally it`s there war..and they won it..

I really now belive "there is a will there is a way" ...life will always take u through tests....one thing to learn for sure…u should not run but u need to face the problems in life…
well I was very much under impression that love story comes true only in fictions..hehehe

These people really dosent bother about the world…we always have few conceptions about our loveone…it has very special place in our hearts…can cross any damn limits…
Every one need sumbody to love hmmm..

Actually i was always skeptical about love...but hat’s off to these guys....we can just think of it n they did it........i would say it start of there new journey……..named life.....forever.....

after all this when I heard there marriage news …don’t have words to express my feelings…
me again less of words…I hope u get my unspoken words…

Transformation….A breakthrough

Eeehhhh…whats the hell is this one??? don’t make sense hmm…me too!!!

Recently I had attended session from one of the well known forum…my friend AW is member of the forum..he called me n told me about the session agenda...it was something on education of life…I don’t know how n why I attended this session…but AW was happy to see me their,since I was least expected in his list…
Belive me guys its difficult to put it in words..what happened their…I couldn’t digest the concept for a long time…but whats harm in giving a shot…

Everyone wants an extraordinary life…the questions is what does it take to have an extraordinary life every single day…is there something exist to have access to an extraordinary life…those guys were claiming to help u out in achieving it…

That session started in the evening…quite decent crowed…the speaker was awesome…n his flow of words was too good …..the way he was interacting with participants…me too became part of that…

after an hr pep talk n everybody getting the comfort level…he asked every individual to share there thoughts with neighbor …their was a girl sitting besides me..guys stop dreaming….plz get up…she was a law student… we had given 2 minutes time limit ….my bad times starts now….tik tik tik tik….devaaaaa…what should I say(which personal thought shld I share with this unknown girl)…I couldnt utter a word…my face turned *****(damn it don’t remember the color)…finally she broke the ice…she was from aurngabad…bit depressed since she couldn’t get settle down in Bombay…back of my mind I was thinking of what should I say once she finished….i thought of sharing my chicken love…I mean I didn’t had chicken from last two weeks…ohh god she would have killed me…but she didn’t stop..she went on n on…trangggggg…time over….i know god is there….hehehehe…I woke up from my wild thoughts….
My love with chicken bcame a issue now…one of my friend MS call me chicken..hahah
I hope after sum days she will not start finding similarities between me n chicken…

I guess I need a transformation…its high time now..i need to get over with my chicken love n better start finding a girl with whom I can eat chicken for rest of my life…hehehhe…me goin very nonvegy here

On the final note its transformation of human beings extending ability to withstands the downfalls of life…well m still struglling with words which one goes better…transformation or transition…man I need to dig up the dictionary…huhh

A feeling..Only felt....... my pune memories!!

life always takes u through tests.....having said sumtimes it does make a lot of a difference with small things in ur life...

Recently I shifted (on deputation) to bomaby for my work…well deputation is nothing but u get extra money for nothing…though I am a bombayite ,I was damn happy for returning back home…n everyday counting on my deputation amount….hehehe

Just walking down the memory lane of pune….. things were not that easy…just cant stop myself blogging my pune memories…
My background check(for GE project) was really pain in the a** of everyone…right from HR to the management……finally after lots of issues n follow up my BC got cleared…devaaaaaaaaa…god knows how many people prayed for me…

one fine evening(that’s how my Mumbai journey started) i got a mail from my resourse manger about reporting to Bombay office …ohh god…such a relif…me goin back home …i don’t have words…let me go home now…no more twists n turns....plzzzzzzz..byeee

same evening I started up with packing of my nine months stuff...i don’t know what happened to me ,but all of a sudden I realize that m leaving pune n top of that me leaving my frnds…in pune I rarely had that professional attitude towards my colleagues. we always counted each other more as a frnds…
The toughest part for me was to come over the attachment n bonding with pune n puneites…just felt like crying..felt like someone keeping very close share of my heart ……Its mine okaiiii………
It was very difficult for me to carry all the stuff with luggage of 5 heavy bags n lots of memories (i was loaded man)….what shld I take n what shld I leave?? damn confuse…

I still remember the last day at pune…I was wondering if i could make it back to pune in future…bcaz I knew that there are very rare chances of me goin back……whole day I was trying to capture the glimpse of my pune patni campus…well there are no much of interesting faces in pune(well my pune girl frnds u all are exceptions)hehehe...ohh bebs i need to get insured before my next pune visit...so I stick to the campus…its awesome…well I can say this for sure bcaz pune campus is not only about the place but the people….it dose make sense right?? M sure puneites ll definitely agree upon this…

Pune patni has its own culture & vales…n all puneites looks at it with great sense of pride……

The very first thing about pune pops up is the people…the place..n lovely climate…ohh such an pleasant evenings…which I used to spent in my labs with damn R & D(which includes chatting,browsing, blah,blah)…me totally wasted…me totally waste!! ha ha ha
But It dosent ends up here I lways tried to present (well represent goes much better..right guys!!) SBU in all the activities… really enjoyed the football,cricket,TT, dandiya n last but not the least the rocking dance performance.dont remember how many weekends skipped for practise n all....which I could have not imagined in my wildest imagination, me performing in front of 2000 people…njoyed…dil sey...

carried kind of mix feelings with me to all the way Bombay…to cherish …
It is a thing not of the mind but of the heart. A feeling..Only felt.......