"ONE YEAR OF TOGETHERNESS"

"FACEBOOK, mindless broadcasting of my thoughts and feelings"

Everytime 

                     when i have a lot to write about a particular thing, and i found my posts are getting excessively long, i simply divide them in segments and give title to each one of them, actually this is a trick to make the interest of the reader sustained in my topic yet in the interesting topic like facebook there are lots of thing which irritates us and there are lots of things which pleases us as well.

My idea about facebook is, it sucks when it gives me a feeling like I've made a major inroads on letting go of what other's think, facebook has not helped me with having confidence on my own idea, facebook is an easy prey of our insecurities, Facebook has made me feel more disconnected than connected, window shopping on other's lives is not the same as having a personal interaction with them. I want to be connected to people, but i don't want to be compared. i want to know how a friend's life is going, not how their personal profile is being developed out or who they have befriended or where they are shopping or what her wife is cooking tonight.

I am really fed up of these sick status updates of my "never ever known but still friends, called facebook friends",

• "If you're going to say what you want to say, you're going to hear what you don't want to hear." 
• "bye frndz gng to mumbai again................"
• "waaaasupppppppppppppppppppppppppp guyzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz so gaye kyaaaa "

Even though when people didn’t have anything for a profile status to update, they would find themselves in the kitchen making Maggie and mentally posting something to their Facebook wall about a recepie “making a tasty Thai basil curry” which they have been watching in Fox Travelers. Really i have a pathetic experience about finding a nice status update and about myself, I hated being only half present in my own life and always thinking about my next status update.

But

        at the same time I loved it, craved it, and needed that attention. I wanted to be known and loved by everyone. I feared that people would forget me entirely if I left Facebook, my love-hate relationship with Facebook caused me to spend inordinate amounts of time on Facebook

i would be glad if i can change something or help to make someone change that is myself, i would glad if i began wtiting letters again, i would be glad if i started remembering birthdays on my own, if again i be able to send greetings by making homemade cards, i would be glad by calling old friends more often. I  want to relish a life free of the random agonizing moral dilemmas presented by Facebook including but not limited to; can I unfriend a dead person? Or can i resist their family to be upset? Although I did suffer moments of intense sadness, I realized that while Facebook could provide an amazing quantity of interactions, it could never make them truly meaningful to me.

We give worst treatment on the very sensitive issues of our society by making a Facebook page on them, female foeticide is a crime more common in the interior villages of our country where people do not use Facebook, and real criminals are the medical professionals who do not have time to feel guilty about  themselves on committing this serious crime, or rest, whoom we are trying to educate making these useless pages, moreover i have come across some RIP Pages, what is the purpose of doing this nonsense or is a Facebook page for a dead person the modern way to pay homage to a loved one?

I think the majority of us, if tested, would have lower self esteem after 15 minutes on Facebook than before we logged on. So I’m taking back those 15 minutes to focus on myself. To get inspired and engaged in my own life. To connect with people in-person rather than in a virtual world that was more distracting than engaging.

"FACEBOOK, kills time or it kills your creativity"

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      I have wasted my 15 precious minutes by wiggling around these useless notifications, and another 15 minutes by regretting about that, i am sure if i wasn't an artist i would surely have already deleted my facebook account, as i have realized that facebook does nothing else to make u a "creative impotent patient"

I have gone though various blogs where people mentioned themselves as facebook addicts, and by the time how they have recovered themselves from this giant time eating insect just by deleting their facebook accounts. I have still restricted myself to do so because i run my business by this social networking site, i connect to my clients and other artists and event organizers by this site, i deal for shows, events , live programs by facebook, i upload my show pics, my upcoming projects, my creative peice of work, My videos in facebook, from where i got recognization from people, Hits, Likes, comments and shares are the tools which gives you a scale to measure your popularity..

People have their own reasons to delete their accounts some feel that by this site they allow unwanted people to intervene their personal life and they do not control themselves  to do this, some were working on to getting out of the comparison game. Its the game where you are accused of not focusing on the path that others have chosen, instead you feel guilty of creating your own path, Correct,  why should we? why should we feel guilty for being ourselves?

Some feels that this is a distraction for them, it is the water cooler gossip that is eating up time i could be writing. Some believe it is the window on the other people's life that reflects back what you are missing or rather, it is the window people want you to see.

i am actually amazed to see  how people use the platform of Facebook, and for what reason they post about their credit card bills, fight with their spouse or how they have being uninspired by their job. how people die to get likes on their useless posts about outdated love tips and pictures which they have clicked in the backyards or in the midst in their farms, i do not understand how would spreading post about keeping water pits in  the roof of the house for birds in summer helps to save birds from dieing unless you actually go and do the same. i don't understand why do we spoil someone's wall by tagging them with an ugly pic of an Nigerian women, and we even expect comments on this.

Moreover 

                            facebook's irritating gaming requests like farmville, Monsterworld and Sach ka saamna and all the crap applications on facebook which tells you about your death date, how much your lover loves you, and which celebrity u look like is the reason why every time i log in i take a step back. 

Oh Girl... u r mine, Oh Girl... u r mine... tere ishq mein hadd se guzar jaun, main jhooth kahu toh, kahu toh, kahu toh... marr jaun.

I was dancing in the rhythm of this song when, i again realized how much i love her...

what i can say about you girl, ur love has made me lazy apart from making crazy, seriously i do not know why i piled up all my worries upon you, probably because i know you are always there to take care of these stuffs, i don't really understand what shall i call you, what shall i give you, the only gift worthy giving you i think is "the part of thyself", and trust me i am already committed to that, i have no secrets to tell you is the most important thing in our relationship, even though it seems to hold a tiny importance in relationship but believe you me, it can create a big difference i have no fear to loose you because i know there is nothing i have to fear about losing you, i have no hearts to hide from you, no calls to receive going away from you, no person to restrict meeting you, and no place to go away from you, you are ubiquitous, present everywhere, in my mind, my thoughts, my eyes and in my breath i feel you... you need not to tell anything to me, i know what  is there in your heart cannot be explained in words,  and, for you i also have no pretty drawing, no  poems, no crptic message just three words, curved high on a mountain, covered in dew, i saw these three words... I LOVE YOU, this is the love i see in your eyes or its merely a reflection of mine, i know whom it is for.

"Delayed Realizations"

After a long period of time i found myself willing to write a post on my blog, however i am not motivated enough to write it, anyhow i am giving a try to write because today when i found the correct weather i decided why shouldn't i write few more posts before the moon fades its color.  

The biggest story of a man's failure is his satisfaction, yes i certainly agree with this statement, satisfaction in acquiring money gives his greed a full stop of earning more, Satisfaction of acquiring popularity may stops him working hard and perform better, Satisfaction of having a perfect partner may stops you yielding more love than what she deserves. 

                 Today after downloading a half dozens of songs but i have listened to a particular song 13 times (including 7 times in a row) Pani da rang vekh ke, Ankhiyan jo anju rul de..., i don't know the meaning of this song but still after a long period it succeed to anchor the shore of my heart.. The picture comes in my mind while i hear this song is...  I see myself down on my knees, tear in my eyes holding her hand tightly and saying to my princess "it hurts me more, when i hurt you" it is very painful to see you crying. i want to punish myself for bringing tears in your eyes..... these eyes are made by exclusive hands of Almighty to sparkle only... and i found myself out of the world when i see them sparkle only when you see me around yourself. You have to be really a blessed person if you want your love and your emotions to be reciprocated by her. but in my case i found myself above all earthy compliments when i see her loving me far more than i can love her... far more what i deserve. its a nice feeling and a God,s balance of love that we are so nicely adjusted with each other. she is so nicely adjusted with my sister, so nicely adjusted with my loved ones.... and definately she will adjust with my parents with equal niceness.

"We, Not Me"

Now a days very seldom i get positive impulses to write down my feelings on my blog, that too in right time is once in a blue moon and today i found that moon, colored blue.... actually this is about a relation between two people on the earth who love each other to the fullest and at the end of their verge, they have very little odds to overcome upon, differences in caste, creed, color, region all are there but still their faith in their destiny makes them fearless its very difficult to understand but yes..., they are fearless in most of the aspects related to their marriage. May be..... i am not sure, but may be this fearlessness is somewhere related to the eternal power of LOVE.

        The word love,i am amazed to see how frequently people use this word LOVE everywhere in their life, because in most of the places in the journey of a man's lifetime love is responsible for almost everything... for stability, for happiness, for extreme happiness, for bursting out in joy, for sadness, for extreme sadness, for withering in pain, causing intolerable agony......... from attempting suicide to committing it somewhere, somehow love is responsible...

         LOVE do not stop following you in your good times, but follow you in bad times as well..... somewhere when love is not seen around, the consequences of love are surely be seen. love has the power to add glory to a persons life or Gun to the persons hand.... it depends the way you handle your emotional corner of yourself, your heart.

   
   Fortunately, after a supernova explosion of emotional distress i found my Miss Perfect, and i am proud of being myself that i have sustained the stress against all odds to get a reward from God in the form of a loving partner. Difference in understanding, difference in point of views, difference in beliefs are the things i think one should completely ignore in order to effectively sustain a relationship. 

"End Of The Suffering"

"क्या खोया, क्या पाया 2011"

कुछ सीखा, हमेशा की तरह.
जो  चाहता था वो भी मिला,
जिसकी उम्मीद थी वो भी मिला
जिसकी ज़रुरत थी, वो न मिला
कुछ हासिल हुआ, कुछ खो दिया
कुछ जीता, कुछ जीता हुआ खो दिया
कुछ खोया हुआ जीता था, वो भी खो दिया..


कुछ अच्छे लोग मिले,
कुछ बुरे लोग मिले.
कुछ बहुत बुरे लोग मिले,
जो बुरे मिले उनमे कुछ अपने मिले..
जो अपने मिले उनमे कुछ बुराई मिली,
अच्छाई तो थी ही, तभी वो अपने they




कुछ खुद में ढूँढा, बुरा
कुछ बुरा मिला, कुछ कमी मिली.
कुछ कमियों को सुधरने का जरिया मिला,
लेकिन..., कमियों को सुधरने का मौका नहीं मिला......


सुकून है, कमियों के बारे में पता तो चला,
क्या पता, अगली बार मौका मिल जाये?
सुधरने का जरिया अब मिला है, उसे काम में लाओ,
उसे खो मत देना............




खुश हैं लोग, खुश रहो,
यह मत सोचो क्या खोया?
यह सोचो और क्या खो सकता था?


अपनों में बुराई खोजो तो.
उसे सुधरने का जज्बा भी रक्खो...

जो खुद में अच्छा है उसे सामने लाओ, 
बुराई और कमियों को सुधारने का मौका अपने आप मिलेगा.  


एक चीज़ सीखा.... 
" तुम्हे ऐसे ही कुछ भी नहीं मिलेगा, कुछ भी नहीं. और अगर मिलता है तो उसकी क़दर करो, उसे संभल के रक्खो, इश्वर के आशीर्वाद की तरह, वरना छीन लिया जायेगा"

God, i am sorry

Being puzzeled in your life is not always a bad phase in your life, sometimes it allows you to avoid the pain, Agony and Disdain you could have if you would have certain with your descision. And after a leap of time you realize that being puzzeled was the best descision taken by you on that particular time, Sometimes it has the power to save a relation. These are the things i do not want to discuss with anyone, and i never wanted them to be discussed with me even, despite of that if these were discussed with me so what is the harm if i share them with you. Sometimes it makes me feel i have lost the art of writing but as i said i am puzzeled i actually find that the art of writing was snatched from me by some evil force, or if i am only afraid of loosing this art however the art is still there within myself and i have still not lost it... Sorry i cannot write anymore... but one thing i have surely gained and the gained thing over the lost one surely have some value more than the former. That is "The art of forgiving" atleast i should know for what i am forgiving. this is the Art, the art is to forgive the person without knowing his mistakes, without knowing why you are choosen to forgive him, without knowing what should be the reasonable punishment if you wont have forgiven him. This art in not easy to learn.

DEATH OF MY FRIEND [3]

"हाथ ज़ख़्मी हुए तो कुछ अपनी ही खता थी ,

लकीरों को मिटाने चले थे किसी को पाने के लिए।"

Lucky are the people who find true love in their life, but luckier are those who comes back to their senses before the time runs out. Today my friend's FB status says, "I really admire people who still try to hold a smile when they have every right to break down... " and it feels like it was exclusively written for me to inspire me. Today the reason for me to smile was taken away by the person i believe was my reason to smile. After, all the things happened with me i am actually puzzeled from where do i start to recollect the broken fragments of my heart and glue them together? Ofcource she was not bounded to let me know all the things clearly, why should she? she was not commited to me, so how can i say whatever she did was ethically wrong? People do not buy respect, they earn them. she was getting enough respect from me because somewhere i felt she deserve that. "6 years, i never thought my heart will stop yeilding respect after the sixth year, but she has never cared, if she felt so she was getting the thing which was never her's then why was she crying? when after giving the right thing to the wrong person i was not crying, WHO THE HELL HAS GIVEN THE DAMN PERMISSION TO THIS GIRL TO SHED HER TEARS ON ME? who the hell has given her permission to make me feel guilty for what i havent did? who the hell has given her permission to complaint against my uncivilized behaviour, why the hell she was expecting herself to be understood when she was failing to explain herself? that was giving a feeling, she was trying to make fun of me.

This is my punishment. Yes, this should be my punishment if it took me 6 years to understand that she do not value me when out of 6 i waited 3 years just to deliver my apology to her, she do not value my efforts made for her when i selflessly converted a human being into a machine which can convert her problems to processed solutions, she had never cared for my belief when i said i loved her for her Principles. The step she has taken clearly indicates she was very much comfortable loosing a friend, ME. Still she was expecting me to stay calm?

W H Y ?

Oh My God, that was unhumane............ But i am not the only person in the world who is traveling across this traveil, there are too many of us, so? what do they do in such kind of situation? what is the most expected reaction from we people? like others why dont i just give a damn to her and end every kind of relationship from her? why i am overreacting?

DEATH OF MY FRIEND [2]

Sometimes something which we feel cannot be explain words, sometimes the reasons why we are feeling so can not be understood, Sometimes the wierdness of our behaviour is unjustifiable.

Sometimes we spend time in asking who is responsible or whom to blame in the relationship, but by this way we miss out some warmth that is needed. some things are not merely to blame. Remember always that life is not that easy to understand as it seems. Never try to apply your logic to understand every situation... Let life play its own complexity.

Sometimes, Sometimes and Sometimes it happens.

But there is a need of worying when this Sometimes changes to Often.
i often question myslf what is the need of giving myself that much pain when she is least bothered about me? i often question myslf why to look foolish while serving her when she hardly needs me, i often question myslf if this time, was there any other way which would have avoided this mishap?
i often question myslf why out of the entire 1crore 25 lakh population God has choosen me to give this pain?

W H Y ?

The language i have used for her, the words i have spoken to her, i would have killed him if anybody else spoken to her that way. Because i was so careful as i know एक तेज़ हवा का झोका, इन सब गतिविधियों को तबाह कर सकता था।

Because her self confidence was in the process of building up, it was so delicate that i have everytime sheilded it with my half folded palms. with my continous efforts of 2 complete years i have builded her belief in herself. I made her realize the world is no one to decide what she should do with her life, I gave her wings and assures her the sky was all hers, she can fearlessly spread her wings and fly high. I made her noticed that she has more positive points in her profile than negetive ones. i made her belief that she was neither arthropophobic, nor social anxiety disorder patient and definately do not need any psychatrist for her recovery, i assured her she needs no moral police as long i am alive, I encouraged her she needs to put effort for what she should do until it becomes a habit and most importantly, i made her realize she have done nothing for which she needs to feel shame of herself. And these habits are as premature as the weak vanderwall forces, they were so weak that एक तेज़ हवा का झोका, इन सब गतिविधियों को तबाह कर सकता था। i also knew its only me who knows we have to take special care of her if we want to strenthen her. and believe me i selflessly want this girl to give that strength.
and she think i have ended all these goodness just because i find her commited with someone else? or whatever is the reason?

All these thoughts filled my mind... all day long,

My Another Lap of SMS:

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  1. #@$^, जैसा मैं तेरे लिए अपने प्यार की इज्ज़त करता हु, तेरे प्यार की इज्ज़त करना भी मेरा फ़र्ज़ था, येही सोचके मैंने तुझे बुलाके %*#@!$^ और तेरा relationship कितना gracefully accept किया था, उसके बाद तेरा दूसरा relationship एक दम से इतने ही gracefully कैसे accept करता? इसी सोच ने मेरे दिल में तेरे लिए ज़हर भर दिया। मैंने तुझे hurt किया, क्यूंकि उस time वह बात मेरी समझ के बहार थी।

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  2. मैंने तो गलत किया ही है, i agree, लेकिन तुने भी बहुत गलत किया है यह सच्चाई भी accept कर। और इस वजह से तेरी गलती कम नहीं हो जाती।

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  3. मैंने तो पाप किया था, उसी की माफ़ी मांगने आया था आज। #@$^, तुम्हारी position तो बहुत ऊपर है , किसी भी इंसान के बारे में ऐसा कहना बड़ी गिरी हुई हरकत है। i know, But the pain i had is still the same जो तुमने मुझे दिया है।

DEATH OF MY FRIEND

I was withering in pain, wanted to talk to her, wanted to know why it has become so necessary to do the thing, the way which had hurted me the most, wanted justification for the entire act,

the vodafone number you are calling is busy on another call, kindly hold the line or call again later !!!

जिस vodaphone उपभोगता को आप फोने लगा रहे हैं वह अभी दुसरे कॉल में व्यस्त हैं, कृपया लाइन में बने रहे या पुनह प्रयास करें धन्यवाद .

34 calls one after another, beeped the same message..... पुनह प्रयास करें धन्यवाद.

One after another i have shoot 5 SMS's

1. out of all the dirty things u posess, u know what is the dirtiest one? u r such a coward girl, now face me. u bloody murdrer of my friend.

2. jis relation ko banane k liye tune mere friend ki jaan li hai... that relation will never work for you.. A bleeding heart is cursing you really, dil se.

3. U have Smashed my belief by your foot, God will never forgive you.

the vodafone number you are calling is busy on another call, kindly hold the line or call again later !!! .................. For another 26 times.

4. kitni besharam insaan hai tu, mujhe laga itna itna sunne ke baad kahin mooh chhupa ke ro rahi hogi, lekin tu toh apne naye yaar ke sath lagi hui hai. Shameless creature.

5. Will talk to u tomorrow, u have 2 options ya baat kar lena ya jaise vinay ko kaha tha, apne boyfrn se bolke mujhe pitwa dena.

That time my senses were overruled by my demons.... for me i was talking to the murdrer of my friend, the friend whoom i have loved like anything. i believed my friend has died and will never be back, and i wanted to shoot the killer right away. By any how i wanted my friend back. but knowing that it was not possible my frustration started circulating throughout my body like glucose in blood and my anger started leaking invoulantry from the pores of my body, and i was having no control over that.
"Strange but true"

Another 11 calls were made and it was still beeping busy tone. 12th call after a while gave the first ring, suddnly disconnected. My another cellphone beeped SMS tone,

Her reply:

God himself knows that i've done nothing wrong, so mujhe kuch nhi hoga. m not a coward girl. One thing get cleared in your mind, you've lost your bestest friend you could ever have... and now i know that i've lost.....

JUST NOTHING.!

My re-reply:

Even mujhe bhi pata hai tumhe kuchh nahi hoga, kyunki bhagwan se maine manga tha tumhare saare dukh mujhe mil jaye.. I m still paying 4dat, and keep paying. u just keep urself happy seeing me bleeding and withiring in pain.

HRITHIK TIMES IN INDIA

Realizations...

May, june & July are the three months in roman calender i always confused with, i m never able to remember any special day or historical moment comes in these 3 months, not even my mother's birthday, no certain reason for this but this happens from childhood, and never i have tried to figure out the reason for this.

The only good thing about present days are, they are falling in the month of may, june and july and i m sure they cannot be remembered long, only which i can consider had brought me in very pathetic condition... Surely they are not amongst the worst days of my life because the condition has taught me a lot of things.

A little mystry, a liitle pain, a litte struggle is very necessary in life, at least for making a referance that the days you consider good, and to know exactly how much goodness they actually posess. a little misfortune will bring you in a position where you are forced to rely upon your hard work more than your luck. A person can only enjoy the taste of success who himself has experienced failure. Someone has right said "दूसरो की गलतियों से क्या सीखना" try your own mistakes.

Few wrong descisions in your life will make yoy realize how correct your parents were, few wrong people will make you realize how precious your true friends were, and a heavy loss in your business makes you realize how satisfying that little profit was. But the factor of REALIZATION only comes when you trave across this Deep Intellect slumber.


Being motivated everytime is not possible, being energetic, being efficient, being aware may not be possible everytime, but which needs to be uninteruptedly continuing in you in any circumstances is being enthusiastic. what i beleive from my very experiences is its absolutely fine and acceptable if have nothing in hands, but its absolutely not acceptable if you have nothing in your dreams.


Cry, if you feel like crying.

Shout, if you feel like shouting.

Sing loud, if you feel like.

Make arguments illogically, irritate people unreasonably, make offences... show frustration if you are frustrated... its acceptable

but which is not acceptable is HOPELESSNESS.

"LOVE SPEAKS NO LANGUAGE"

If you wonder how true love can be communicated then you must watch this movie,

Surinder Suri argues with his friend that he is doing nothing wrong by allocating his parental property to his wife Tani ji, eventhough he knows very well that she is planning to elope with Raj who is actually Surinder himself in fashionable & heroic getup.

Surinder's argument was when tani asked curiously; "तुम इतना खुश कैसे रह सकते हो राज? क्या तुम्हे प्यार में दर्द नहीं होता?" Raj replied overwhelmingly and with a convincingly heart touching smile... "दर्द; प्यार तो रब्ब दी मेहरबानी है, तो प्यार में कैसा दर्द? और रही बात प्यार जाने की तो प्यार कोई प्यार के बदले थोड़े न किया जाता है. अब देखो, मुझे आप में रब्ब दिखा, मुझे आप से प्यार हो गया... आपको किसी और में रब्ब दिखा आपको किसी और से प्यार हो गया... यह तो बड़ी simple सी बात है..."

Tani's voice raised an octave, "मेरी लाइफ इतनी simple नहीं है राज", with a serious node "मुझे किसी में रब्ब नहीं दीखता" and then raj offers tani to elope wid him and she agrees.

The feeling of a heartbroken husband called surinder inside raj cannot be explained in words. but his plea of giving without expecting anything in return in love gives his lovestory an extra lift.

And i m feeling the same now...

Really... "सच्चे प्यार में दर्द नहीं होता"

Words Of Wisdom, “..HAPPY DIWALI..”

A boy, who is young but not mature expects others to feel the same way when he says somebody "Don’t worry dear, i am always with you". When someone shows affection to him he feels good, but sometimes his affection is not required, not needed at all. Is this his fault? He who delivers free hugs, receives pain sometimes in exchange, is this deal justified on humanitarian ground. Probably not, he need to grow up, this is what people say. People who hurt you do not deserve to be treated well. This is the true meaning of "Growing Up".

God always believed to say, treat every human well, be humble to all, give wisely, think wisely, when they hurt you do not hurt back. If these are the thoughts of God, then we can say God himself has not grown up. There is always a contradiction in the Gods thought and Practicality of life. Look, nobody has seen God, the values and ethics were created by human beings only, then why do they refer these thoughts to God. Because serving to the mankind gives you a feeling to being connected to the eternal power of almighty, is it? Then why do we hurt back....?

Look i am not here to confuse you all people, or i m not turning to absolute spiritualism, i am just pointing to a simple thing. We are no machine, we are human beings and we behave the way a human is expected to behave, we are loaded with a function called "EMOTIONS" which is responsible for almost every act of us ranging from love, affection, hate, anger, pain, agony, disdain everything. So it’s quiet normal to get hurt when somebody hurt us, because everyone of us is having adrenal gland which secretes Adrenalin, which constricts blood vessel, which raises blood pressure, and ultimately causes hypertension, in which we do not even have any control. So it’s quiet normal if someone hurts us to get a sensation of hurting him back.

In every situation where you serve for mankind, you are suspected to keep a reason for that particular act. And believe you me it is quiet normal if you find yourself a victim of others while showing selflessly affection to them. Human is a social animal and is supposed to be selfish, so any act which goes against selfishness is also suspected. If a person does not hurts back when he gets hurt, and expects from others to feel the same way what he feels when somebody shows him affection. And describes Love as eternal power which connects human to almighty is considered immature? Why so? For him affection is important, regardless of the source from where he is getting. Still he needs to grow up, for what?

To become aggressive is human’s natural tendency, to be calm needs effort. To get hurt is again natural, to do not hurt back demand effort, to secrete aldosterone is autonomous, to relax is voluntary, to hold back is reflex action to let go demands will power, giving punishment makes you human being, forgivingness connects you to Almighty. GROWING UP is a continous process TOUGHENING UP is magical.

"Mature is a person who can tolerate the secreation of extra adrenaline from his glands without reacting, mature is a person who do not show the act of selfishness when it is most expected from him."

Wishing You And Your Family A Very Happy And Memorable Festive Season

"..HAPPY DIWALI.."

"WRITING DOWN THE FEELINGS"

I am in a habit of saying the things, right the moment it comes to my mind. And because of that obsession probably i am writing this post @ 3:42 AM, yes something clicked my mind and i wake up to share my thoughts with you people.

I perhaps don't know how many out of you are going to take benifit of this post, but what i genuinely believe is "Stones and pebbles we through outside, Genius turns new roads with them". A genius can bring out something useful even from a bin of garbage.

Over the years human beings have developed a tendency to understand things by reading and writing, does this method of communication have some advantages over other methods? friends this post is gonna be boaring for all who seeks relationship guiadence in my blog, today i m in a mood to write something really productive.

why do we people create blogs, just to mark our presense in the world of internet, or just to make our useless time more inetresting however not productive.

i can proudly say, i've created my blog because i am in a habit of writing down my feelings, and this is a wonderful feeling when you know you have the ability to give words to your feelings

Yes, i was saying, over the years human beings have developed a tendency to understand things by reading and writing, For eg: Some lessons related to Good habits and Bad habits are taught in school to your kids, so that ur children should know what are good habits and what are bad, what he should do and what he should don't. The process of teaching by books and written examinations i believe is a wonderful process, Books are there to deliver and exams are conducted to assure the penetration of thoughts in the child's mind. And miracleously a child even develops the habit accordingly as it is expected from him

From day one to the journey of learning from school to college then post graduation, further studies, we have developed the habit of understanding the things by merely reading and writing,

so why do we not follow this method while talking to ourselves, while dealing with our problems.

Surely the people who follow this method i believe are more contented, more satisfied, more determined and the top of all.... "They more know themselves".

I strongly believe, people over the world must develop the habit of writing, it will help you to:

1. Have a clear insight of understanding to your problem.

2. More probability for implementation of SOP (Standard Operating Procedures) as you have planned for yourself into your routine. In turn you will become more desciplined.

3. Making references for later introspection of your present situation.

4. Provides you a scale to measure your progress in overcoming the problems.

5. Minimizes confusion, and provides clarity to your thoughts.

6. And finally it will help in keeping a control in your tounge in discussing your negetive points with others.

7. Reduces the probability of skipping your special thoughts from your mind, and prevent forgetting precious things.

8. Much more to write and even more to discover.

ENJOY THE FEELING OF READING, DEVELOP A HABIT OF WRITING DOWN YOUR FEELINGS, AND START TALKING TO YOURSELF.

Issued in public interest by:

A Writer in me...

"Dimag ke vichaaro ko likhte likhte subeh ke 6 bajj gaye............ Goodnight friends"

" LONELY SENSES "

She has changed her caller tune from "Pyar toh... ho jaane do" to "Tum jo aye zindagi mein... baat bann gai". I don't really know what was there in her mind, but i started relating this particular thing with my presense in her life. I have also set an "indian Groove" caller tune to impress her. I know this is very silly thing to consider but i really started thinking this way only, and till that time all the things were perfectly allright.

I've already sensed, there was something wrong in her behaviour. her way of speaking, her gesture, her IQ, her choice of hairclips, her toothpaste, her lack of knowledge about my profession, that must be anything, i dont exactly know what was that, this could be anything may be that factor is not even in the list, i dont really know what was that. But one thing i was sure from the beggining is that this is not the gurl of my choice.

I believed i was far better than this girl..., in every respect, sometimes i doubted this is my ego who is prompting from my inside, my superiority complex or something else, but soon i realized no, i am wrong, i am really better than her.

Although she was taking enough intrest in me, but seemingly to hide something from me. I was extreamly coutious while dealing my emotions with her. because i have already taken 2 love antibiotic doses in past 5 years. I have again changed my caller tune from "Indian groove" to "Chokhe chokhe, eto kotha" a regional song we both belong to, purely for the sake of impressing her.

This time she is more genuinely impressed. We have already planned our honeymoon spots, name of our children, sequence of producing first boy and then a girl baby, color of curtains, expendeture of our salaries and savings after marriage, even when i was also not sure and ready to accept her as my wife..., What wife? FUCK! as a girlfriend even.

When asked about her relationships she named a punjabi boy, who is no more in her life, when asked about people at her vicinity he named a boy who is her friend, but not a marriage material for her she believes, and she included few girls who are not important to mention here.

Days passed, misbelief strengthens, faith diminishes...... and love ha ha ha, has never even existed lol.

Finally the day arrived when i raised curtain from every suspense............

(TO BE CONTINUED)

"Mr. Perfect V/S Mr. Perfectionist"

She said; You are not the perfect person for me, because you are not perfect by your own anyway. i know people who are just perfect, perfect in almost every feild. And till their existance how come you stand a chance to become my Mr. Perfect.

I thought in my mind, "Its very true that there are people in the world who are just perfect. and this is also very true that i am not one amongst them."
But can this be the reason for me to be disappointed, can this be the reason for me to loose hopes....?

I imparted,
"They are perfect probably because, God is more grateful towards them, Almighty has showered his blessings on them"

May be i am not one of them because i am not God's faviourite child. do now i got the reason to loose hopes.......?
perhaps not.
I agree i am not perfect, it doesn't makes any difference but i can undoubtedly claim myself a "FIGHTER". And i believe a "Perfect Person" may have a chance to loose a battle, but a fighter tries again and again, until he totters and trips... he never gives up and continously makes effort to bring absolute perfection in his work until he get SUCCESS.

"I certainly agree, i may not be the most successful lover on earth, but surely the most satisfied lover on earth." Because i know i have had enough consequences which have the ability to shatter me into peices but see, I am still united. I believe if circumstances which already is worse cannot able to brought any single thought of stop loving you... what else can further worsening of situation can harm me.
"I rather choose to become your Mr. Perfectionist than Mr.Perfect."

"I NEED LOVE"

I srtongly believe in the following lines by Chetan Bhagat from "One Night @ The Call center" (Pg 262)

'Love? I need a lot of love?' I said.

'Of course, you do. And everyone else does too. Funny we never say it. It is okay to scream in public if you are hungry "I'm starving". It is okay to make a fuss if you are tierd "I'm so sleepy". But somehow we cannot say "I just need some more love". Why cant we say it, Shyam? It is as basic a need.'