BANGKOK-CITY OF MY DREAMS

 

Well the awesomeness of the awesome journey through Thailand has come to an end. And to be frank throughout the whole 2 months I didn’t get the time to breathe, so hardly I wrote. There has been numerous hellnuma experiences ranging from good to worse and each one is blog-worthy. But, unfortunately, I would not like to share every experience, say it’s personal or whatever. 

When it comes to experiencing anything new I am always in the front row, whether it is a hangover experience or the experience of eating a cockroach. And thanks to Thailand-The land of smiles for providing me numerous unforgettable experiences. And now I knew the reason why it is called as land of smiles; though land of angles would be equally good, considering the many beautiful sales girls in their colorful outfit, which makes sure you are paying all of your undivided attention, are capable of selling almost anything. And even if you try to divert……Hey are you paying attention! I am pretty! The best part about Bangkok tourism is its night life, which is infamously crazy and wild, and also the main reason why I was so excited about coming here. Bangkok has pubs and bars nearly in every street. There are many nightclubs, discos and dance bars spread all over the city. The area around such bars is really very colorful. The whole street is full of angel like girls in the smallest possible outfit and loud rock music. You can’t resist yourself to enter in any of those clubs once you see it. The go-go bar is the institution for naughty nightlife. The nightlife here is very vivid, colorful, wide, juicy and much greater than I expected. Unfortunately I can’t describe it here, as I have to do my best to make my blog family friendly.

All I can summarize about Bangkok is delicious spicy food, awesome city that becomes more vivid during night, big and clean buildings, many great beaches around, most wild and crazy nightlife, a very clean respectable culture, where everyone has his own freedom without any criticism and very lovely and open minded people. It is a place that brings out your childlike enthusiasm towards the life. It is a place to experience and live your life to the fullest and to feel alive one more time. No wonder all the time I spent there, reminds me of the movie “Zindagi na milegi dubara”. But no worries I can have it one more time. All I have to do is to go to there.

I have absorbed each and every thing about Bangkok and all I feel is being loved by it.

SAHIL'S DATING FORMULA

Should I seriously go to meet this girl? But the place is too far. I don’t wanna travel so much. But what if she felt bad about it? What if she broke up with me if I don’t go? If these are the types of questions which come to your mind often while you got a date with a girl in long distance relationship, then follow this dating formula to decide whether you should go or not.


If the time wasted in going to some place to meet her plus the time taken to come back from it is less than or equal to the time spent with her, then and only then it is wise(advisable) to go meet the girl. But if during the travelling (going and coming) time she is with you, then that time shifts to the other side and the inequality still holds good.

If you are staying at some place and spending the night together, the time spend while you both are asleep (chances are rare though [;-)]), that time doesn’t counts. If only one is asleep then only half of that much time counts.

So if time for travelling is X.

Time spent with her is Y.

Hence, by formula, go only if

X<=Y *



* only applicable when you have sufficient money with you to spend on the date.

AGONY OF A TRUE LOVER

Till that day I never know what is love

And I was as innocent as a dove

But a girl came in my life

And promised to become my wife

And I was easily fallen into her trap

As I didn’t know that all this was crap

Slowly I become serious

But she was still notorious

For her love was a game

And this time on her list was my name

So I became committed

But I never noticed her love for me was limited

Then one day she was with other guy

And said me bye bye

Then she went with him on a date

Which I strongly hate

I felt as being betrayed

My feelings for her were eradicate

I was heart brokend

And after that never spoken

She left my life like a bird

And love?? I hate this word

But the story was not finished yet

And what started next was what my frnd has bet

My life gave me no alert

That I have become a flirt

In every girl I tried to find her

Even the girls in mah peer

And I started to like a girl

In which I found a shadow of her

So one day I proposed that girl

And I was again in love

My phone again filled with love messages

My phone bill was heavy

To pay them was my bravery

But I feel like getting bored

didn’t know y my love for her soared

I realized it was just a crush

Like we all did everyday brush

Now neither I can love her nor can break her heart

I realized that it was all my mistake

But what I can do when I had become fake

I am not what I wanted to be, what I need to be

But still I am just me

How stupid or dumbo you can think

I have to come out of this..

I have to become what I wanted to be

No matters how difficult or impossible it can be

Because of all the things I lost

I miss being myself the most

--- >>>self composed

LEAVING RJB

It is 20th may, 2009 and mah last few moments in RJB. My all friends had left RJB just a day or two ago and am gonna too leave it soon, forever just in a hour or two. Well mah luggage is too large to be handle and it was a furious kind of thing to pack up all those stuffs and for me packing is always a last minute job. I had a night out last night and i did nothing except chattings and watching useless stuffs over the net(i hope not to mention what kind of .... intelligent guyz know it well.. isnt..??)

I always wonder why it is so in the last moment we can only cherish the wonderful moments of our past. Anyways old died memories was again taking birth in mah mind. The very first day of my coming to the hostel with mah father and how happy happy i was in mah new home... my hostel...RJB and ya i do remember how i was fucked by the adminstration by transfering me to other room... a room on the second floor(anyone will surely dnt wanna go there) just becoz mah roomy wasnt joining and i had to join someone. But soon i was comfortable with mah new room and now m not only used to it but m loving it.

Well i know that i had a wonderful time in this bhawan with mah friends. In this bhawan i learnt so many things.. things you can always cherish. I always enjoyed mah living here with mah new friends and ofcourse the fun we used to do here.Though the mess food was insipid but it can surely prevent you from dieng of hunger....anyways you can always rely upon it's canteen. My bhawan also had a computer center whose mouse never works, a table tennis room where you can see buddies playing and enjoying the game and ya ofcourse enough green grounds for playing cricket (though no more green...we played on that and we just erode it of...mind it).Rest m going to write after i reach my home...surely sweet home.

At about 5:30 am mah stuffs were almost packed and i transfered it to mah new bhawan.. Govind Bhawan(surely the best bhawan in iitr). I took my last shower in the hostel and was almost ready to leave. It was my goodluck that i was with mah roomy till that day and he left the room just 40 minutes before i did. I carried my personal belongings and left the room leaving behind mah signs there on the walls and inside of the almirah (for my room beta).At 7 am i left the room and caught a riksha for the bus stand.

I lived in this bhawan for a period of about 1 yr.... my entire 1st year. M surely gonna miss my life in RJB.

LOVE U RJB.....muahhhhzzz....!!!