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Wednesday, October 5

F.R.I.E.N.D.S

Friends! The First, and I guess most important word, which I think of every consecutive day of my life. Everyday with the shower of first sunlight on my bed, (This happens around 9.30 in morning), I just wake up and really one question startles me, "Is there someone in loo?" And then, when I turn around my head I find that my other three super awesome stud roomies have gone to attend their lectures. A sign of relief appears on my face then, but there is no one to see that!

This is daily routine. But the reason I am sharing all this is because with the very beginning of the day I travel across the threads of time and make a one-moment journey from year 2009 to present day. How complicated life has grown or is it still wonderful is  beyond my understanding now-a-days. 

To run away from this in-explainable scene, I write this BLOG 2 of mine.

Retracing the footprints on sands of time, I would like to say there was really a world LIFE associated with me at the end of 12th grade, strictly due to following reason.

The only, the most lovely, and the most accountable reason was MAHOOL. This word can have infinite meanings. 

"Subah school mein masti marna, classes bunk krna, chutti k time pohe ya vada paav khane jana, ek-ek paise k liye marna, ghar aana, do-teen chapati kha k ghode bech k so jana, fir ring-ring krke 4:30 bje uthna, Cambridge k liye taiyyar hona, 3 gante coaching pe bakar marna, break time main Shastri Sweets ko lutna, ya class mein plane bna k udana, 8 bje class off hoke "EK PYARI SI DUNIYA MEIN CHALE JANA", fir dosto ka aana,unka chillana k abey ghar nhi jana kya? (Yeh wala dialogue specially is credited to my one of the dearest friends of all time, Sandeep Jain). Fir via FS hote hue, no doubt making remark on each and every beauty which crossed us on our way back, I reached home sweet home. And since I never liked horses so unko bechta or fir so jata."
 Yhi zindgi thi tab or main khush tha. I WAS REALLY HAPPY!!
But today life has completely changed, only the memories remain, occupying every bit of my heart and brain. Sometimes a tear rolls down, and asks me, "why couldn't I help myselves?"

"---BLANK---" is my reaction.

I had big plans for writing this post. But, lack of time and as well no net connectivity has restricted my words. And to be honest I am very much afraid to hurt a few beautiful  hearts. I shall soon write back on this post.

To be continued....
Have a nice time!
Cheers!

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