~~~COLLEGE DAYS~~~(Last Part) :)

Wrote this about 6 months back:

This is about a boy who would always enter the classroom late, about a stud who convinced every student on campus that entering late in classroom is a privilege not a shortcoming, about a boy who turned a man in style ;) This post about him has been due since a long time; but inspired by him, this is late too ;) I speak of Anil Meena, naam toh suna hi hoga. To be honest, I did not notice this guy till about a month of joining college. And to be even more honest, I did not notice him till about the middle of second year when our class went out for a trip to Nainital. Reason being, he looked like a 'lafanga' - the one who smirks at every girl who passes by. On the trip, he was one of the only three guys who had come in a group of almost 25 of us. So all girls came to know - ki jo dikhta hai woh hota nahi hai, and jo hota hai woh dikhta nahi hai :D In short, 'hey! Anil is not a lafanga. Lets start speaking to him regularly'. :D

Wrote this today :) :


Ideally, this should have been a fun post and I should have posted of all the nonsense that we have done in the company of each other. But, surprisingly, I have decided to write some serious stuff. One reason being that I have learnt a lot from Anil. Here are some of the many things. Also, for the first time, in the history of this blog, am going to make use of the 'f' word, as a tribute to my friend.

• Be fucking cool!
• Don't give a fuck to the past!
• Don't give a fuck to what others think of you!
• Fuck people who don't care!
• Love what you do, do what you love
• Don't save money; spend it on things you love doing
• Love your job, or quit it
• Work hard, party harder
• Patience is the key to success
• Groom and vroom
• Drink beer and chill 

Thank you Anil for being a wonderful part of my life. You are one of the best people I know and I would never want to let go of you. You've enlightened my life in ways that even you are not aware of. And sorry for making this a serious post; I just let my emotions flow :)

 
The memories of the past are drifting away. Time moves on and so do we. All things, good or bad, fade away with time.This is my last post on College Days. I hope you guys had fun reading all of them. Cheers :)

~Am the girl from WULMUL WULMUL WONDER :)~

I had never felt this dull and de-motivated in life before. My job sucked and I was struggling to cope up with relations. I found myself faced with negativity and utter boredom. I could not even remember the last time I’d gone on a vacation with friends and family. I was busy yes, but they were all busy too. Distances tend to bring distances and slowly we had all drifted apart. One fine day, I decided to pack my bags and set off to a random place. I wanted to set out! – away from the hustle bustle of this buzzing world; away from the daily pressure of deadlines; away from the expectations of an ever demanding world – to a place where I could find myself back.

I reached the New Delhi Station at 6 a.m. in the morning. As usual, railway stations never sleep, and even at this hour it overflowed with people. I managed to make my way through to the ticket counters and stood there for a while, trying to decide where to travel to. I had thought of nearby places like Agra or Alibagh, but I wasn’t sure how much I would enjoy these on a solo trip. As I looked around – a very strange site caught my eyes: an empty ticket counter, which read “Tickets to wulmul wulmul wonder”. I rubbed my eyes hard to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. I reached the counter to find a lady sitting there, smiling away to glory. I enquired: “Madam what place is this; never heard of it”. She replied in a sweet husky voice, “If you believe in God and if you think he loves you, don’t think twice. Just buy the tickets!!”. ‘What the hell is she talking about’, was my instant reaction. After a little thought I bought the tickets. I took them from her, and looked down to check the platform number. To my horror, the ticket read ‘Platform no. 9 ¾’. My jaw dropped! I know that I am a die-hard fan of Harry Potter but that definitely does not imply that this lady will kid with me in this wild way. I looked up to blast her, but my world shook when I found myself standing in front of a wall instead of the counter! ‘Oh boy, what the hell was going on???!!’

I made my way towards platform number 9, still trying to recover from the shock. ‘All these days of depression have probably left me crazy and I must be imagining things’, is all I could tell myself at that point of time. I was not surprised to see a huge pillar standing midway between platforms 9 and 10. Not thinking too much, I decided to run into it, as in the movie. I did, and I saw myself standing on Platform 9 ¾. Only difference here as compared to the movie was that I found the platform absolutely empty. The train showed a green signal and started moving. I don’t know what was compelling me to do this, but I ran as fast as I could and managed to catch the train.

As I entered the compartment, the most marvellous site appeared before me: a buffet with my favourite food!! Super hungry that I was, I ran to the table and started hogging every bit of it! All varieties of pizzas, pastas, dhoklas, chocolates, etc etc went right into my mouth, to be squashed down with my favourite soft drinks and mocktails! Soft music played in the background, and a powerful aroma of fresh roses refreshed the atmosphere. I wrapped up the feast with some delicious desserts and then went ahead to explore the other compartments. All this while, I wasn’t thinking much – what, why, where. It all seemed to be part of a reality show and I wouldn’t be surprised if any one of Salman Khan from Big Boss or Cyrus Brocha from MTV Bakra would suddenly blast into the train accompanied by flashy cameras.

Anyways, I went ahead to explore the other compartments and to my amazement, each one of them had something or the other to offer: a marvellous collection of best-selling books I have always wanted to read, an exhaustive collection of music and movies DVDs, a home theatre, a gaming zone with the latest version of x-box, and everything imaginable when one thinks of ‘fun’. I was swooned and tried my hand at everything. ‘This was awesome and legendary!!’

I was so involved in the endless entertainment that I did not realize just how much time I’d been on that super amazing train. Suddenly, I realized that the train had halted. I went outside the compartment to check. I was there. I had reached the land of Wulmul Wulmul wonder. I stepped out of the train. All I could now see was a door which seemed to be flashing something. It seemed to have a TV screen on it. I went near it to see what it read. And what I saw was unbelievable:

I placed my finger on the ‘Touch here for suggestions’ tab. ‘Whoa!’ There appeared a list of all fascinating tourist destinations – from Kashmir to South Africa to Honolulu and far-fetched places I’d not even dreamt of ever visiting. I touched California and another list of places within the state appeared. I chose ‘Disneyland’! I then moved to suggestions for the person I would like to visit this place with. A huge list of all the people I have ever known in my life popped up, including those I loved, those I loved and lost, and those I hated. I scrolled down to search for the name of a person who was once my best friend-turned-boyfriend, someone I’d have the most fun with, but somehow we’d fallen apart a year back for reasons I didn’t wish to remember. There it was; his name – Arpit – my long lost friend. I chose his name. Then gently I pushed the door knob and walked inside.

As I walked inside, I saw the silhouette of a man standing right in front of Disneyland. As I moved towards him, his face became clearer and I saw him looking at me, with that same heavenly smile and those kind eyes that knew only love. I came close to him, and without saying a word, we hugged. Memories of the past rushed back. About a year back, he chose to leave me alone for someone else. But right here right now, I either had an option to cry and blame him for the past or live the present moment. I decided to go with the latter. Somehow I felt, this was the Arpit I’d met on the first day of college – the happy guy who cared about everyone. It seemed that Wulmul Wulmul wonder had actually filtered and sent the best version of my friend minus what had gone wrong in the later stages of life. What more could I have asked for. Thank you Wulmul Wulmul Wonder! The world around appeared the same – excited children, doting parents, couples in-love – which meant we were actually in Disneyland and this was not a figment of our imagination. Like the good old days we went hand in hand, into Disneyland, and into hours of exuberance. In life, we choose to leave some people, and some people choose to leave us. What we forget sometimes is that even if hell breaks loose, we should never let go of someone who trusts us blindly and loves us from the bottom of his or her heart.

Suddenly with a loud thud, everything including Arpit disappeared and I was standing in front of the same door again with an option to enter a new place and destination. This time I entered ‘Seven wonders of the world’ and ‘Family’. Ever since I was a child, I had this dream of going around the world with my parents and sisters. They were my most prized possession and my busy life left me with no time for them. I opened the door, and there they were! We group-hugged and walked over to this big screen right in front of us:

We decided to start with Taj Mahal India; I touched the screen and there we were standing right in front of the beautiful monument. Amma papa’s happiness knew no bounds and I had never seen my sisters this happy before. My life seemed complete and I felt Nirvana. The board with the list of the seven wonders appeared every time we finished exploring a place. We visited them all while having the time of our lives. Our family is indeed the most important part of our life – we must always find time for them.

Everything vanished again. The door appeared. I chose combinations of my best friends from every walk of life along with a combination of places I have always wanted to visit. As in the case of Arpit, Wulmul Wulmul Wonder filtered and sent the best versions of all these people. The expeditions became all the more special when we would come across our favourite celebrities like Shahrukh Khan, Amitabh Bachchan, Sachin Tendulkar and many many more. We even visited the Parliament and slapped some politicians. Life seemed more than perfect!

All of a sudden, a splash of chilled water hit my face. I heard my roommate scream: “Don’t you have to go to the office!!??? Wake up silly girl! And how many times are you going to listen to this song ‘wulmul wulmul wonder’ from Bhaag Milkha Bhaag (BMB)! You left it on repeat mode last night; had to wake up in the middle of the night to turn it off!!”

‘DAMN!! So this was a dream!! NOOOOOOO!’ Every time I listened to this song from BMB, I wondered what Wulmul Wulmul wonder would look like. My fascination built into this dream of a perfect land where you could be with people you love, go where you want to go and do what you want!

I felt so refreshed and rejuvenated after this dream. It taught me a lesson of forgiveness, of love, of valuing people, of ignoring their shortcomings and respecting them for what they are. Just like Wulmul Wulmul Wonder filtered and produced the best versions of people, similarly we have the power to let go of negativity. And most importantly, apart from all the hustle bustle of our busy professional lives, we need to take some time out for those who matter. Plan a trip, go out, explore new places, have fun. Take some time out for your hobbies and interests – every now and then take a ride of that super amazing train I saw in my dream. We have a small life. It doesn’t need to be taken so seriously. As for me, I am setting out on a real trip now. My bags are packed and this time I know exactly where to go.

You just met a girl and she’s from WULMUL WULMUL WONDER. You can dance and she can sing, rock the whole night longer!! WULMUL WULMUL WONDER WULMUL WULMUL.

You got it right. I am the girl from WULMUL WULMUL WONDER and the language of love and happiness is all I know.

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~जाने अनजाने मे ज़िंदगी इतना सिखा देती है~

जाने अनजाने मे ज़िंदगी इतना सिखा देती है

की अपने लिए जी लो, दुनिया ठुकरा देती है

की आज खुल क हंस लो, दुनिया रुला देती है



जाने अनजाने मे ज़िंदगी इतना सिखा देती है

की मोम जैसे कोमल रहो, दुनिया पत्थर बना देती है

की खुद से तुम प्यार करो, दुनिया नफ़रत का घूँट पिला देती है



जाने अनजाने मे ज़िंदगी इतना सिखा देती है

की कल जो हुआ उसे भूल जाओ, दुनिया फिर दर्द देती है

की खुद को तुम अपना खुदा कहो, दुनिया हैवान बना देती है

~तेरी आँखों के घम चुरा लू मैं~

तेरी आँखों के ये घम चुरा लू मैं

तू तो अपना ना हो सका

उन्हे ही अपना बना लू मैं

तेरी आँखों के ये घम चुरा लू मैं



तेरी हँसती खेलती नज़रों मे

जाने किसने ये घम भर दिए

उस श्क्स को बदुआओं से मार गिराउ मैं

आ, आज तुझे हसना सिखाउ मैं



तू खुश रहे, आबाद रहे

आ जान गवाउ मैं अगर तू कहे,

पर दिल मेरे तू मुस्कुरा

आज ऐसे नज़रें ना झुका



वक़्त तो मरहम लगा ही देगा

पर आज ज़िंदा रहने को मन नही करता

तेरी घम भरी आँखो को देख के,

अब तो मौत से भी डर नही लगता

~तुम गुमसुम खड़े रहे~

उस रोज़ तुम्हे आवाज़ दी

पर तुम गुमसुम खड़े रहे

आँखें नीची, सिर झुकाए,

तुम गुमसुम खड़े रहे



उस रोज़ तुम्हे पुकारा मैने

पर तुमने मूह मोड़ लिया

वापस कभी ना देखा मुड़ के,

मुझे गुमसुम सा छोड़ दिया



सोचा वक़्त मरहम लगा देगा घमो को

वक़्त ने भी मूह फेर लिया

तडपा तडपा के मुझमे

एक गहरा ज़ख़्म छ्चोड़ दिया



अब गम और खुशी मे फ़र्क नही

आँसू हस लेते और हस्सी रो लेती है

उस रोज़ तुम्हे आवाज़ दी

पर तुम गुमसुम खड़े रहे

~Am a fat fat girl..am gonna rock your world :P ~

I have been on quite a weight-loosing spree of late. Haven’t been too successful though. Am sure you want to ask me what my weight was when I started and what it is now. But no no no no - am certainly not going to tell you. You should never ask a lady her age and weight. :D

Here are the top six reasons I haven’t been able to shed that extra kilo:

1.Em See (MC) Donalds: Monday morning. It is the ugliest truth in the existence of mankind. The task of getting oneself up after a fabulous weekend – that’s the most tedious task that can ever exist. Anyways, I do somehow manage that and drag myself to office. And then I visit MC Donalds, which is just below our office building, to give my taste buds that awesome feel of the MC Donalds Breakfast Menu. Those of you who haven’t had this yet – I look at you with an expression of disgust. I mean, how could you not?? No, I am not the brand ambassador of the company. But please...

Anyways, I collect my breakfast menu and sit by the window, where I get a clear view of the hustle bustle slowly creeping in as people reach their offices after the weekend. It gives me that feeling that ‘I am not the only one’. There are people out there who are working day and night to earn that extra penny. I am certainly not alone. Then I open the ketchup pouch, unwrap my McMuffin, take the first bite, close my eyes for a while and chew as I slowly drown in the ecstasy of the moment. I pick up my cup of cold coffee, take a sip, and feel the cold liquid gently push down the McMuffic down my throat. Nirvana.

I go there to derive some pleasure - an endeavour to kick off the week on a happy note. The only sad part is that while I am on my way back to work, I'd have met someone I didn't want to meet. Naah, not my boss. My old enemy – ‘Fats’!!

2.The Ibiza Club, Subway, Pizzocheri, CCD, Dominos: Yes, that’s the list of all the other food outlets below my office building. Now do you really think it is my fault that I cannot lose weight? A big chunk of my body parts is literally made up of the food I eat at these outlets on a daily basis. Whenever one part of me says during lunch time ‘No, you can’t do this to yourself’, the other part shouts out ‘Are you kidding me?? There’s only one life, live it!’ hehehe.. That’s the point where the latter part wins.

3.Awesome PG dinner: The breakfast and lunch at our PG does not just suck, it sucks big time. But our PG aunty never fails to please us by offering 'A-One' dinner. Whoever said eat dinner like a beggar, must have been staying at home and his mom would have been treating him with the king size breakfast and princely lunch. Sorry, doesn’t apply in my case. :P

4.Chocolate lover that I am: If you present me with a chocolate, I got to finish the whole damn thing, right then! God knows why, but am not amongst those who save chocolates for later. In the case of chocolates, for me, it is now or never. That’s the reason, when I was at home, everybody used to think that the refrigerator eats chocolates. Hehehe. Chocolate is one thing I CANNOT SHARE. If you’re my friend and am sharing it with you, then you must know that you are very very special. And if I buy chocolates for you, then maybe I consider you God. Hehe. Everything is fare in love and war, and also in chocolates and sharing. :P

5.Social and Outgoing: I love to catch up with friends over the weekends. To most of them, just like me, the idea of fun is to eat eat and just eat. In Kamlanagar, North Campus, we would visit QDs, Mc Donalds (this idiot follows me wherever I go :P), Crazy Noodles, Dwarka, Chacha (for his world famous in India chhole bhature), etc etc. In Connaught Place, we visit Pizza Hut, Dominos, Nirulas, Wengers, and our latest love ‘Hira Sweets’. At Chandni Chowk, we go to Paranthe waale gali, Jalebi wala, and Haldirams. And the list is never ending..

6.I laugh a lot: Crack the silliest joke, and you’ll hear me laughing at the top of my voice. They say that people who laugh a lot, are usually chubby dubby. If that’s true then I needn’t elaborate this point. People who know me well, know that making me smile is not difficult at all. :)

I am not the slightest perturbed by the fact that I am not like those thinny-thin girls who have guys going gaga over them. Do I sound jealous? Hehehehe. Maybe, I do:D

A great MAN once said that – ‘Thin or fat, doesn’t matter. You should just be fit’. Nonsense. You are a MAN dude. It doesn’t matter to you. You’re gonna get a girl any which ways. Am a girl, and good guys are either already committed and if they are not, they go after good girls. And who are good girls? They are girls who are thin.. AND, I AM NOT THINNN!! UAAAAAAAAAAANNNN :’(

~~~COLLEGE DAYS~~~(Part 6)...Bhakk Saala :)

Ok. It’s time now that I bring into picture a guy who is crazy but cute. The guy who caught my attention on the very first day of college, when I saw him giving in to whatever the seniors demanded as part of their ragging spree. He did it all with a smile and stood out as a guy who was bold and fun-loving. Yes, I am talking about Saumit Chandra, our weird friend from Jamshedpur :P

Saumit has his own ways of doing things. Wait, ‘weird ways’ :D But he never means ill, but this we didn’t know then. All we thought was, ‘kya hai yeh!’ And it all began after he grabbed the ‘Mr. Fresher’ title at the fresher’s party.

He went home that night, picked up his phone and began throwing around his free smses. Not to forget- to female friends. And the messages were as weird as him...love shaayari messages...at 12 o’ clock in the night. These girls complained about the same to other guys in the class. Young and immature minds that we were then, we went on a mass boycott of Saumit Chandra instead of confronting him. Am sure the poor guy didn’t know what was going on.

Something something happened and slowly everybody realised that they were wrong. Nishant and Anil took his class one day and asked him to repeat after them ‘XYZ girl meri behen hai’. And he did it, for all the girls in the class (apparently, except one – let’s leave that for some other time). But that was all on the fun side. The guy never meant to hit on any girl. He is just over friendly by nature.

When I was going through this sheet of paper signed by everyone with good wishes on the last day of college, I found a note from Saumit whose last line read, ‘always remember, I am always there for you (as a brother).’ Haha. Later I found out, he had written the same line for all girls. :D

Dear Saumitwa, there’s only half an hour to go for the clock to strike 12 o’clock of 14th February 2013. But by no ways and means, am I trying to hit on you. Hehehehe. Just kidding re. And now am going to say what I have never said before – I love you... really, from the bottom of my heart. Never had the courage to say this to you.. BAZINGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!! Hahahahahaha

There was this day when we (Nishant, Ankit, Anil, Saumit and me) were playing cricket. After half an hour of futile attempts at being the batsman, bowler, and fielder, I was finally asked to become the umpire. As I stood there behind the wickets, Saumit, the bowler, came running from almost 1 km to deliver the ball to the batsman. As soon as he reached the wicket, I raised my hand signalling him to wait (for no rhyme or reason, just for fun). He almost fell as he slowed down his pace and two fat words spurred from his mouth: “BHOOOOOTNI K!!” I was left agape!! Hehehe.. But it didn’t matter, we just laughed our heads off!

This can go on and on. Maybe I’ll write another post about our friend soon. As I close this particular post for now, I want Saumit to know, no matter how much we would have laughed at him, he was the one person who brought the real fun element in our group. We would have been a boring bunch without him. You really are special Saumit. We’ll surely get you a role in ‘Taare Zameen Par- Part 2’. :D

~~ I smile :) ~~

Every time I open his old pictures, his eyes speak to me. They tell me he is sorry. They seem to hold back tears and just ask me to smile. I smile. I smile because I don’t know what got into him. Why he did what he did. Maybe there were reasons that he never wanted to speak of. Whatever the reasons, I smile because he is happy now.

He might be a different person now. I don’t know this new person – he is a stranger to me. I smile for the person who once smiled for me.

I still feel him around. As if he never left. My eyes search for him in the crowd. When I think I’d just sniffed his body odour, I turn around with excitement to see if he is following me.

But I don’t find him. Because he’s gone. He left... to make his own life.