The semester, I finally decided to study. I tried much
harder than before but still I don’t understand why I couldn’t score well in my
academics and my cgpa is always shy of 7 by few a decimal. Anyways I am keeping
my cgpa moaning for the beginning of my next semester.
In this semester I finally felt like I have grown up and
left my childhood far behind, only as memoirs. Finally, I became sure about what
to do and what not to do related to my career. I joined career launcher for my
mba preparations early this semester. I finally got ideas about internships and
the companies coming in for placements. Obviously when you are in your 3rd
year of college and you are supersenior you feel a little more grown up and
more responsible than your fellow juniors and you have more experience and
knowledge about everything starting from your core field to pragmatic skills. We,
all civil 3rd year students were taken to a surveying camp in
haridwar where I got the vibes of a real civil engineer. So, overall this
semester was very good and hence it should go into my book of life.
On friends
Finally, in this semester I got the friends whom I want
to hangout with and who are totally of my type, means who completely
matches my taste and can laugh at my jokes. So overall I stayed in a happy
friend circle with lot of hangout parties, bakar sessions and chapos! Unfortunately
I screwed up with two of my good friends in this semester.
On romance and relationship
Well this was the only semester when I stayed completely
single throughout it. I received proposals and I sent proposals. I rejected
them and mine was rejected too. Either way, I was staying single. Yeah! And I felt
independent, free and happy. I tried to hit on one of my friends. I even had a
meltdown for her and have tried everything I could. Unfortunately she wasn’t of
that type. Anyways there was a little flirting going on throughout the
semester.
On fun and masti
In this semester, I watched a lot of movies. And that means
A LOT OF MOVIES. I didn’t find any good season so I missed that. I had a lot of
fun in this semester with friends, and even with enemies. I laughed till my
stomach bursted and like I have never before. I had enormous hangouts and
chapos. I had had drinks in some parties. I had a lot fun at paniit. Everything
was so great in this semester. For the first time I lived a semester and so I love
this semester.
Often the world accuses me of being very immature towards my
feelings towards girls and my so called well wishers, though very rare in
number, laughs at me, throwing rebukes and sarcastic comments about my getting
senti for a girl from week after week, months after month and year after year.
Yesterday, after screwing all my exams, when I was quietly
lying in my bed after a supper, I happened to look upon all my relationships,
and came to the conclusion that setting aside all the daily crushes, weekly infatuations
and monthly false feelings of falling in love with “n” number of gals, I had
been in a relationship with 3 girls. Here is the summary of all my three
relationships and my honest and pragmatic views about them.
Just got into prestigious IITs, entered college for the first
time and being friendly with girls for the first time in my life, all these
things dissolved me in an unfair world of love. And that’s how and when it all
started.
The girl “a”
The first love, the ecstasy, lot of hopes and fantasies in
the air. Ahh!! Yeah, in the starting the
moment I talked to her I feel rejoiced and satisfied. Whole day I spent
thinking about her and the day passes with the blink of an eye with all the
sweet messages that we shared, even when our lectures were going on. I became
completely absorbed in her for quite a few days before the break up happened.
It has been a couple of years since the relationship has
fallen behind and lost somewhere in the book of my life. I was a jackass to
have proposed her knowing she was already committed, but she was more stupid to
have said a yes after she broke up with him. Well the relationship doesn’t last
long and I don’t know why but she broke up, and then suddenly everything
stopped and the kingdom of my love started falling. No chatting, no phone calls.
But there were many advantages of this relationship to me. She taught me the
initials of love. She taught me everything life a mom teaches to their new born
babies. She broke the virginity of my soul and emotions and since then
everything came out of my shyness.
We stopped talking after the break up but 14 months later we
again become friends, just on net. There are many interesting things about A,
which I wanna share with you all, but unfortunately can’t disclose here on my
post.
The girl “r”
Moving on after my first break up in my life wasn’t easy.
Though now I laugh at my relation with “a” knowing how stupid and childish it
was. That was the point when I found r to comfort my life with emotions. Yet it
was nothing but a compromise to me for recovering, only that I didn’t know this
at that time. This relationship has faded in my history pages just like my
feelings for her faded slowly with time and I realized that I couldn’t be in
this relation anymore. But I could only blame myself since I was the desperate
who started all the frontline and I was the stupid who decided to quit. I don’t
think about her much, but I just hope she’s fine.
The girl “S”
Till now neither of the two girls had given me the 100%
feeling of loving and being loved backed equally and that was the reason I lost
faith in this word and had fully decided never to enter again this kind of
shit. At that point S came into my life. Yes S means sweet. S means sober. S
means simple. S means social. And yes S means she…..
Initially we became very good friends and then numerous
daily phone calls and long hourly chatting with a lot of flirting. Slowly we
came so close to each other that we both knew that we are in love, though I
don’t remember when, how and why this friendship converted into love. But it
was a different feeling from my past 2 relations, for sure. I had carved and
enjoyed each and every moment of life of our future with her. I laughed with
her and I cried with her. The extent to which she cared for me is impossible to
describe in words. We have shared each and every moment of our life. With her I
felt so complete and associated with her are some of the finest memories of my
life which can never be faded. The love grew so intense that we couldn’t be
away from each other for long. Our love converted into possessiveness which
eventually became the reason of our breakup. The break up was very hard from
both the sides and it took me ages to move on. The mysterious break raised a
thousand questions as what actually happened. The experience was a lot tragic
but there are its positive impacts too. She taught me the real meaning of love
and how to love a girl with full passion and give her my 100%. She completely
transformed me and changed my life and my perspectives towards love. Not often,
but I still recollect the infinite good memories associated with her which
leaves a smile on my face.
Well, truly speaking, till date she’s the only girl in my
life whom I loved truly and sincerely. I was really serious and crazy about
her. Till today, I have never found a girl like S who can love me more than
herself. If given a chance, I would love to have S back, given she’s same as
she was.
Still today, I try to figure out often, thinking on the
consequences and repercussions, the course of life that followed me after a, r
and S.
Have you ever lost yourself? Yes? Ever found yourself then? Does
it puts a smile across your face, all that pain... and if you like that saline
taste of your own blood read on...even if you don't I know you'll read !
Hi. I am Sahil, presently in Noida attending the PANIIT-2010
conference. And right now I am drinking, 4 pegs of Scotch inside me and 2 more
waiting to be gulped by me in next 20 minutes and then I will be floating in
the air. I know with each drop of it my life is getting shorter and shorter.
Each drop is entering into my blood changing its composition and making it more
alcoholic. This blood is being transferred in my whole body and finally to brain.
My eyes are closing and I am falling. To me, it seems, the whole world is
falling and the whole world seems so miniscule and insignificant to me. The
people seem to be revolving all around me. They have familiar faces and yes I
know few of them (though the dog nearby seems to be more known to me and yes I
can talk to him). They are trying to hold me close and they don’t want me to
drink more because they say I can’t control more. There are other people too,
who also boasts a lot that they don’t drink, but now are quietly smiling and
watching me as If I am the host of some freak show. And there are some voices.
Wait! Let me listen …………. (Sorry I can’t hear you anymore, you don’t exist for
next 4 hours, so you better be quite). And that’s the point where I started
existing and my thought process started.
I keep on drinking it without a hint of guilt as it helps me
in dealing with the truth. Truth? Truth, I know it, that I am insignificant to
this universe and one day I will be eradicated from this planet and it won’t
even make a penny-difference to the universe. I mean I may write good blogs, I
may love a girl more than anyone can but so what? Like the dinosaurs and
Shakespeare one day I will too be gone. Even the Microsoft windows and Google
will be gone too. Then what? Forget about me, even the eradication of this
planet won’t make any difference to the universe.
You know I had dreams like all of you. I had always dreamt
of ending up at a big goddamn fucking job which would pay me enough for
everything and ending up as millionaire. I also had dreamt of marrying a hottie
which is obviously too much for me, residing in a big city like New York and
hence living happily ever after, which seems like a perfect ending. But now it fucking pinches me since I have
realized that I am decaying and deteriorating each second and knowing that I am
no more than a rotten egg.
There was a time when I used to think what is right and what
is wrong. But seriously do you think what is right is actually right and what
is wrong is actually wrong? I mean seriously…
do you ever think? I mean what is right is actually right and what is
wrong is actually wrong? Really?
But what if they are wrong as they were about the earth
being flat?
What if they are all fools who entertain themselves
everyday?
What if it all started wrong right from the beginning?
What if black is actually better than white?
What if pain is the real happiness and happiness is the real
pain?
Is it right to kill people? Is it right to abuse god? Does
god really exist? What if it does? And what if it doesn’t?
What if drinking is actually better for your health as the
worst thing it can do to you is “just kill” you… I mean… seriously… do you ever
think?.... (vomit…vomit)… damn !!!
I like this thing inside me… yeah ! Anyways who cares?
PS:
PANIIT
2010 was fucking awesome, especially the free food and drinks. ;-) Though I do feel guilty for the night. Shollleyyy.
PS: I am not mad. I am just drunk with emotions all the time.
Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for a while and leave footprints on our heart. And we are never ever the same.
Who really want me as their friend? I know I am weird and
everything seems so stupid to me. I don’t care. I never did. And I never will.
It’s pretty much how life works. Isn’t? I make friends and
then lose them and make better new friends. Some try to dominate me and others
are dominated by me. Me? I know I am weird. Pretty much! But who doesn’t wants
to be different? Atleast I do!
Truly speaking I have never gotten upset about people coming
and going out of my life. It’s not that I don’t consider my friends important
or don’t respect them. I am very faithful towards them and can put my life at
any stake for them. But it’s just that I have gotten so much used to going and
coming out of new people. Infact who doesn’t want to make new friends?
Those who know me know I am a prick, a douchebag and a nerd.
I know making friends is important, very important. Yet I never try making new
friends. It’s just that I like talking to people I feel like or the one of my
type. I don’t make a “Hii, Hello” relation with any senior just for the purpose
of getting any help in future. Everyone knows that all seniors, who are my
friends, are because of the bond that we share and not because of any fake
greetings we exchange.
When I meet people for the first time, I don’t understand
why they take my sarcastic comments personally and get angry. Anyways it didn’t
even bother me. But it did to them. I hate doing friendship with such
geeks. And you can clearly see my lips
muttering “FUCK YOU”. I want people to take my joke just as a …………. JOKE.
Nothing more and nothing less!
I don’t think that I need to sacrifice my true identity just
to be friends with you. Do I? I think that as a friend you should accept me, my
good as well as bad qualities. If you decide to exit my life then it really is
no skin off my back. I'm not changing for anyone. I was told by someone a few
days back that I am "not the guy I used to be." Well,
obviously you didn't know me well in the first place. Then again, you all are
not the people I thought I knew either so I'd say we're even.
PS: I love kids. They are so innocent, cute and honest.
Needless to say naughty!
PS: Song of the day “ Jaane kyu log pyaar karte hai”.
Awesome song. Really !
He: Nothing. You know
I love a girl very much. But she doesn’t talk to me much.
She: What? Why don’t you call her up? May be she will.
He: Well I am not quite sure she likes talking to me. Else
she would have called me.
She: No. Girls are very shy in these matters. You have to
take the first step. May be she waits for your call. You know I too love a boy
but he never calls me. I wait for his call for hours.
He: What? You love a boy? Who? You never told me.
She: Yeah. I love him very much. But he is an idiot. He,
like you, also thinks that I should be the one calling him. Dumbo!
He: So he never called you up? Ever?
She: Only once or twice.
He: May be you should call her. It’s better than waiting for
his calls for hours.
She: Hmm. Maybe I will. But what about you? Why don’t you
call your girl?
He: I just did.
She: Hmm. You know my guy isn’t that stupid. He does call me
sometimes.
This may be weird but I am getting a feeling as If I have
grown old. There are several things that make me think so.
I no longer take interest in chats and long bakkar sessions.
I no longer shed tears in a romantic movie or while
listening to sentimental music.
I have stopped coming online 24x7. I am not an active member
on social networking sites like orkut and facebook.
I no longer put eye-catching status messages on gtalk.
I am happy with my old nokia 1600 set and don’t ask for a
new phone with QWERTY keypad. I don’t even recharge my phone with a message
card and have stopped replying to stupid “hi! watsup” messages.
My emotions have become more pragmatic and less inclined
towards anyone.
I have become a stoical and nonchalant person who no longer
gets hurt by people’s comments.
I always say to people that “childhood was the best part of
my life”. Doesn’t this clearly show that my childhood is over?
I no longer go to canteen late in the night as I think that canteen
food is insipid and aesthetically unfit.
I can spend 350 bucks for a dominos cheese burst but will
bargain even 5 bucks with a rickshaw tender.
Whenever I see rain I want to go out and dance like a kid but I stop
myself because I don’t wanna take the pain of getting wet and drying myself. Maybe
I am afraid of water. Plus I think that I am too mature for such kind of
nonsense. God! What has happened to me!
I think that I have seen enough of chicks in my life and now
am no longer get attracted or infatuated towards any hot girl. The feeling of falling
in love seems to be buried ages ago. I have stopped building castles of love and
fantasies in air (typical characteristic of a teenager).
I no longer shout at or chuckle with my sister. Neither do I
fight with my parents to fulfill any of my stupid fantasies.
I no longer buy/want to buy the things that I always wanted
to, the things that satisfied my tastes and passions.
I start a novel but never reach beyond 50 pages. I don’t
even watch a full movie at one stretch.
I no longer love to play video/computer games and consider
those as kids who do.
I have started taking bath regularly (What the fuck!).
I know my SWOTs (strength weakness opportunities and
threats).
My hairs have started falling and few have become white.
The number of cosmetics that I use has fallen from 12 to 1.
I have even stopped using facewash and prefer washing my face with soap.
My stubble grows very fast.
I have started valuing people in my life.
I laugh at the things that hurt me once (the best part!).
My views have become very diplomatic, political and
phlegmatic. I am worried and feel very much insecure about my future.
I love to advise people like their grandfather guiding them
what to do and what not to do. I wish to help people with true heart and
nothing fishy in my mind.
I long for rejuvenation. I desperately do!
They say life begins at 60. But why I am feeling that life should
end at 20? I think I urgently need a change in my life.
PS: Finally I have turned 20 which marked the end of my
teenage.
PS: Thanks Amik, Garima, Neha, Prachi, Ankit and Samarth for
making my birthday special. And yeah the card was so stupefyingly awesome. :)
PS: Today I ride my bicycle after 16 months. It felt very good. I love bicycling.
PS: I have joined CL (Career Launcher) classes for my MBA
preparation.
PS: Nowadays life has become very tough, busy, hectic, miserable
and pathetic. I have to manage many things simultaneously like MBA
preparations, my core studies and reading hellnuma lot of magazines along with
improving my GK and gaining knowledge about business world. I wonder how I will
manage so many things!
This post is dedicated to all my friends whom I met at some point of time and had shared some good memories.
It was 1 in the night and I was lying on my bed trying to
sleep. My cellphone beeped. I picked up the phone and read the message. It was
a message from one of my friends with whom I haven’t been in contact from
months. Probably from a year. It read “when a very sweet and close person goes
too far from us, we may say or not say, but our heart says to their heart: u
made me alone. Gud nyt !! ”
I don’t know whether what the message read was true and she
meant it or it was just a message which you can get anywhere on any site on
internet and people keep on forwarding to their as many friends as in their
list just to utilize the full money of their message pack. But that message has
raised a hellnuma lot of questions in my mind, not just about her, but about all
my friends. For next 30 minutes I wasn’t able to sleep and was became
preoccupied thinking about the time when we were friends. How occasionally we
used to text and ring each other and suddenly. And suddenly all of a sudden
both of us become preoccupied with our own jobs and even since day we didn’t
even bother to contact each other. No calls and no messages. Even no “hi” on
chats. That message reminded me of all my friends since my childhood, my school
friends, my coaching friends, my college friends and other whom I met circumstantially.
I was wondering how all of us drifted away with the flow of time without even knowing where the flow is seperating. I opened my contact list
on my phone and tried reading all my contacts and to wonder there were dozens
of friends whom I haven’t been in contact for months.
Ask from yourself. The people with whom you used to talk,
call, message or chat two years ago, with how many of them you still are in
contact with. Don’t count the number of “yes”. Count the number of those
friends with whom now you are not in contact or perhaps haven’t asked about
their whereabouts. It is obvious with time we make new friends and our friend
circle keeps on increasing. We mix up with our new friends but ofcourse in the
corner of our heart there are the memories with our old good friends which
keeps the feeling of friendship alive. And whenever you introspect those memories it rejuvenates.
I happened to notice all those friends and tried finding the
reason by we haven’t been in contact from months. With some of them I lost
contact after summer vacations. Some of them changed their numbers. Some became
busy in their exams. Some became busy with their job. We got preoccupied with
our new friends that we didn’t wish to contact our old friends and soon lost
the contact. And all of a sudden I wished to talk to all of those friends who
made me feel special at some point of time. I thought of calling all those
friends tomorrow to ask them how are they doing, to tell them I still care.
The next day I called all my friends my school friends, my
coaching friends, everyone whom I can contact. And let me tell you everyone was
surprised why all of a sudden I called them for without any reason. One friend
even messaged me after my call saying “Sahil, you are impossible!”.
Was my act that silly?
I don’t know but I felt a little more
complete after calling them. Yet they responded indifferently,
and they weren’t that open with me as they used to be, but still it felt good. And I was happy for this little feeling called friendship.
PS: Call today all such friends if you haven't think of doing that in months.
My 40 days stay in Delhi was, without a doubt, the best
period of my college life till now. It was like a 40 days package of fun,
fullto masti and infinite independence.. Though the last 10 days were not so
good as my 2 mobile phones and a wallet was stolen from my room from the
hostel. Still I didn’t stop enjoying my time and had many trips even after
that. I had seen almost the entire Delhi which includes India gate, akshardham
mandir, rastrapati bhawan, red fort, lotus temple, chandni chowk and its famous
paranthe vali gali, deer park, museums and art galleries, and the zoological
garden. On the very last day I had a trip to Agra and Mathura, and finally
managed to see one of the 7 wonders of the world-the Taj Mahal.
Some of the best times at Delhi were:
Visit to many places like malls, historical monuments,
gardens and parks, museums and excursions with friends.
Late night walks in the campus and bakar session which most
of the time revolve around the word “sex”.
One after other glasses of ice tea and cold drinks during
late night.
Sitting idle on hostel terrace and seeing the vehicles on
the highway for hours in vertigo.
“Vigorous chatting” and “facebooking” continuously for hours
late in the night, infect throughout the day.
Enormous photoshoots in weird poses.
Bunking mess food and having a dinner at Fx or Ber sarai.
Tasting enormous junk food at different places at Delhi and
chucking a lot of money on the same. Nearly every night we thought of having
dinner at some new places like Sub or Mac D or something new.
Watching football matches with enormous footballs fans.
The best part - The Delhi girls and modern Delhi life.
The search for a thief and bribing a policeman.
Did I tell you that I was on a summer project there?? Lol !!
At the last moment it was finalized that I would be doing a project in IITD during summers. I joined IITD as a casual student on 31st may.
Delhi life is hectic and in some ways pathetic too. Traffic sucks and so does the red lights which are at every half km.
Delhi is too costly for a person like me who is used to the prices of Rohtak and Roorkee. Even the auto rickshaw driver overcharges us. It took just 2 weeks to reduce me to a pauper.
Pollution level is too high. It suffocates me sometimes.
Delhi is too good a city to enjoy.
I so desperately want to see night life of Delhi.
IITD campus is less green than IITR’s but I like being here. I love food courts here, especially Fx. Though I hate working here. Mess food is good then R’s. Breakfast is so “not insipid” like R’s that I can’t miss it. There is a water shortage problem everywhere even in our hostel. Net connectivity is too good but 500 mb/week limit sucks. Even a good quality HD porn is of 500 mb alone. ;)
I have trouble sleeping in the hostel rooms due to high temperatures. Later I found lunatic solutions. Now I sleep in the reading room. I sleep in the T.V room. I sleep on the yellow grass of the garden. I sleep on the terrace. I even sleep sitting on the chair. I sleep everywhere except on my bed.
People are so mean here. No hard feelings.
I forget to talk about my project which is ofcourse the least and last in my priority list. Well I have to learn a software Fluent after which I will be engaged in a project. We have to develop a 3-D terrain using x,y and z coordinates which will be rained and the direction of flow of water will be taken care of to conclude its surface properties. It did sound good to me.
PS: My parents were so afraid sending me here. They always aware me that Delhi is a criminal city and you have to be careful everywhere from pickpockets and cutpurses. Plus they are afraid that Delhi traffic might knock me anytime as they think I am too careless, which I am. They have a point.
I haven’t read a novel since last 2 3 months. I so wanna read one now. Plus I had so many plans during my stay here. I wanna get busy in them now. Plus I have started feeling a little embarrassed being called “vella insaan” by few of my friends. So I must get busy now. Plus this is such a wonderful fucking free time which I don’t think I will ever get in my future.
I have learnt a lot from few people’s “No”. Please keep saying it.
Thanks Karishma Di. You made me feel special in yesterday night's chat. Plus you gave me reasonable reasons why I should be single.
In my home I cleaned my room which I used for my JEE preparation and lot of old memories got renewed. I found lot of books which I used during that period. I was surprised at those days of my life when I used to study so passionately. Now I realize “Those were the days!” I even found my JEE question paper. Astonishingly I couldn’t even solve single question of it.
Just a second before I came to know that I have become "Chachu". Cheers to bhahiya and bhabhi.
So long that I have written something about myself. So I am
penning down random things that happened since last couple of months.
1.I lost blogomania event for which I had worked
sincerely. Fake voting sucks, I swear.
2.Last two months had been the fastest months of
my college life, so far.
3.I screwed both my midsems and end sems. I have
realized that marks are not raised by sincere efforts but by smart efforts.
4.The time between January and April were the
worst period of my love life.
5.I haven’t been at home since Holi and I don’t
know why I am not feeling nostalgic.
6.I have not yet decided the summer plans albeit
my holidays have begun. I am in awkward quandary between options and I am
having strange feelings about ending up at none.
7.I have made some good friends in IITR in the
last month.
8.I am still confused about my future plans after
B.Tech, though I can’t see any other option better than CAT.
9.Last month has been the best month so far as
sophomore.
10.I have started following phlegmatic approach
towards teenage love.
11.Few people mean a lot to me in my life. Keep
loving me.
12.8th April was the luckiest day of
this semester. In internal room allotment I got the room exactly of my choice
whose probability was only 1 in 100.
13.25th April was the unluckiest day of this
semester. I was caught taking a journal mistakenly, infact two, out of the
Central Library. I had to go through a series painful and embarrassing
procedure after which they finally agreed to my oblivion.
14.This month I had eaten dinner outs more than I have
eaten in last two years.
15.Low in cash nowadays.[:(]
16.I don’t understand how at the end of semester things
sort out themselves. From studies to friends to personal problems. But this
time it has bring a lot of changes in me.
17.I am single. God! I love being single. I want to
be a quintessential single this time.
There are some times in your life, when you feel like quitting. I am not writing this post without any reason but to tell you that this week was one of such worst time when I was hurt badly by few people in my life who left me feeling betrayed and left me their everlasting footprints on me. I am left wondering with a strange feeling that how people can change so easily. I have shed much of my tears in this week than I ever had in my life. After so many years, I cried freely and openly in my locked room thinking about them. My mind has stopped working and heart has been hurt badly and I have become insomniac. I am chastised for my mistakes which I did unknowingly and unintentionally. It has increased my mistrust towards people and attitude towards life and only helped me become more of a misanthrope, and left me with a feeling that I do hate myself, though sometimes I am unable to accept it. Nothing is going fine and every misunderstanding with people is just taking its worst sharp corner.
I feel like quitting. I feel like crying more and more. I feel like leaving this world. I feel like killing someone. I feel like hugging someone. I feel like... oh! To hell with what I feel. My feelings are surely a submissive slut and my tears are its most prized customer. So fuck you all who have hurt me.
I need time. I need you. I wish to go to past and make things right. I wish I get another chance to do all those things again. I need my space to live in this world. I want to be alone. I want to cry more. I wanna look into my glistening eyes. I want to listen to your voice. I want to get more hurt. I want to quit.
I think I need a break. A break from everything. A break from us. A break from we. A break from love. A break from hatredness. A break from friendship. A break from euphoria. A break from agony. A break from fun. A break from dullness. A break from truth. A break from lie. A break from you. A break from me. A break to forget you. A break to forgive you. A break to forgive myself. A break to find myself. A break to explore myself. A break to know myself. A break to understand myself. A break to buoy up myself. A break to feel rejuvenation. A break to approach life pragmatically. A break to live the life in a way it should be, rather than the way I wanted to.
I hope when I wake up tomorrow, everything will be fine and all old memories will be dead. I wish I may start a new fresh and refreshing life from tomorrow, a life completely different than that I am living, a life where I am the only protagonist, every thought concentrated only on myself, a life full of positive energy and enthusiasm, leaving every bad memory behind as a tough lesson for me. I wish I will forget my past which is nothing but gale of emotions torturing my soul.
PS: I am inactive nowadays on social network like orkut, gtalk and facebook. Don’t try to contact me through it. If your calls and messages are not entertained, please don’t mind.
2009 has passed. But this year
has given me many things and taught me some of the toughest lessons of my life.
Following are the 12 most important things I learnt in my previous year:
1) Nothing lasts forever. Say it
happiness, grief, anxiety or excitement. Everything, every feeling, every
sentiment and every thought will change sometime. So better enjoy the moment
you are happy.
2) Some wounds never heal.
Similarly there are few people in your life who come and go leaving their
footprints in your mind, heart and soul, and you are never ever the same.
3) There are some moments in
your life when you are busy and start neglecting your friends, your relatives
and yourselves. This can be the best time of your life for a moment, but later
everyone regrets these moments. So better live in a controlled way, balancing
your relations with your work.
4) There are times when you need
to make decisions based on priorities. At those times use your brain rather
than heart because you may miss some opportunities that are meant to come only
once in a lifetime. So never take decisions emotionally.
5) There are few people who are
meant to be part of your life, no matter how strong you try to push them away.
Some relations are completely controlled by destiny, and you don’t have your
say in these matter. So accept such people without giving much thought to
it.
6) If people misunderstand you,
it’s their problem, not yours. You can try to make them believe in you, you can
beg, plead, struggle to explain them but you will never succeed. So better give
up already.
7) There is never the last time.
NEVER. Mr. Late is always far better than Mr. Never.
8) Chocolate is always the
solution for every problem. So eat lot of chocolates.
9) Being innocent never works.
You can have a girl who loves your innocent character but life will suck you to
the core. So you better be cunning, as well.
10) When it comes to my parents,
I will sell my soul and principles, if I have to.
11) To stay in a sound happy
relationship, not being loved is the least of your worries. For maintaining a
healthy working relationship, there are lot of other things like acceptability,
character, mutual understanding, nature and compatibility. Then only a relation
can work.
Corollary:I am a big flirt. I can't be loyal to
any single girl.
12) Proroguing any event is the
worst thing that can happen to your work.
PS: Though I have no resolutions
for New Year this time, I will try not to repeat the mistakes I committed in
2009, and learn something from the lessons of 2009.
PS: Some things are better
plain, simple and straight, like this post. Writing every post in italics
wasn't a good idea.
PS: Year 2010 can be fun.
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This is my
first entry in this new year-2010. Many
of you must have celebrated your new year with a grand party at midnight, may
be with your girlfriends, kissing at midnight. i was lying in my bed till 12:00
celebrating my new year online. I was chatting with this girl with a hope to
wish her first. But suddenly a minute before 12 my net was disconnected making
me feel lethargic. But suddenly I could hear the sounds of people 12..11..10.. ..4..3..2..1.. happy new year...!! I went
outside my room only to realise there were firings outside the canteen. I
locked my room and went there. All of my friends were sleeping hoping to wake
in time for the classes on first day of year. After having spent 30 minutes
there i returned to my room and thought “was that’s it?” is this how I celebrated
my new year. And yes it was it. Next day i was having my classes, so went to
bed.
PS: My
fourth semester has begun and i am realising that this semester is gonna be
tough one.
PS: I have
no resolutions for new year this time. Gauche??
PS: Started
F.R.I.E.N.D.S season. I am finding it somewhat similiar to “how i met your
mother” but characters are so dumb. :-P
PS: Struggle
for a good cgpa continues.
PS: I am
working on my vocab.
PS: I am thinking of having my
blog on wordpress. Watsay?
