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ज़िंदगी

March 18, 2019 / / 0 Comments

वक़्त से क़दम मिलाने थे, पता ही नहीं चला

कब चेहरा आगे निकल गया ओर क़दम पीछे छूट गये।

चेहरे को मेक-अप का सहारा मिला।

बेचारे क़दम उसमें भी पीछे छूट गये।

बदन के लिए कब महंगे कपड़े आ गये पता ही भी चला,

क़दम उसमें भी पीछे छूट गये।

एक दिन नीचे देखा तो एहसास हुआ,

ज़िंदगी में दिखावे के चक्कर में अपनी पहचान ही भूल गया।

Metro post 1

September 15, 2016 / / 0 Comments

If blogger had an option of feeling just like Facebook has got than as an introvert I would have posted ‘feeling awesome with me’ that’s what right now I am feeling,awesome… enjoying my company in bheed bhad wala coach of delhi metro.

Here some one is busy chatting with his so called ‘baccha’…. Other one on the right is eagerly waiting for someone’s reply and amidst all this he is just going through everyone’s dp.

AK47 from diljit dosanjh is on a loop and is continously being poured inside my ears through the jbl headphones which I have forcefully taken from kabutar. Avanessh awasthi kabutar is what we fondly call him.

I don’t mind being in my own company,  well I enjoy it pretty much. There seems to be no one interesting around whom I can read. Same old people same old things though I don’t know anyone here but this compartment is full of people I am tired of observing.

Bhupi left early or we can say I insisted him to leave may be I wanted to enjoy my own company which I was not able to from last few days.

Alone I am able to listen to my favorite music go through the videos I have saved, may be two three but yes I enjoy them.

This girl 5

July 11, 2016 / / 0 Comments

Well I am bored, she too but she seems to have found something a book but she doesn’t seem interested in it… just for the sake of killing time she is doing it.

I don’t know what this little girl from Oman is talking but it is rather cute. The lady from Oman has offered cookies but as a gentleman I declined she insisted but I declined . Being an introvert I like to sit alone and write whatever makes me happy..

Writing is my hobby and lemme tell you the qualities of introverts (indirectly me)

1.An introvert is not much worried about his career. He is more worried about having a person along, at that time, who would understand him and take care of him. True story. Nope, not parents or any relatives.

2.The hard task for an introvert is to not feel alone in being alone. True story. However, an introvert succeeds finally.

3.An introvert is hungry more for love rather than food.

4.An introvert knows more about the value of tears and pain as compared to extroverts.

5.An introvert has more patience than an extrovert.

6.An introvert is pretty good at maintaining life-long relationships. No comparisons here.

7.An introvert is really good at heart. No comparisons here.

8.An introvert is afraid of new people. This fear is somewhat fascinating. Quite hard to explain.

9.An introvert finds peace in darkness.

10.An introvert hides more pain than happiness.

She seems to an introvert too… Now you got me … why I was explaining all this …

I don’t know her I am killing my time …

This girl 4

July 11, 2016 / / 0 Comments

In the middle of everything I forgot to read news on toi app… well quora is another app that is taking over me after toi .. quora is certainly very interesting but now just to kill time I thought of blogging.. This girl has brought me here where I haven’t been in the past one month and days

This girl is lonely so am I but I have got blogger and I can kill time by posting about whatever I can.

She is finally sleeping. The guy from Oman is cuddling his daughter which is way cute. The little girl is singing something which is obviously out of my league (I don’t onow their language lol)

Quora too has got some great stories to read …

Some stupid questions lead to some senseful answers .. seems like every 5th person on quora is an engineer. After all india is full of engineers. The only thing whose price is not hiked in india is an engineer.

In fact engineer is one such comodity you cook with anything.. its like potato.

You can get a labour put of an engineer, a manager an hr a management guru … everything.

Especially if you are in India.

Sorry I am also an engineer

This girl 3

July 11, 2016 / / 0 Comments

So finally someone from her contact lost  gets time to chat with her and she seems to have lost in conversation

The person on the other side seems funny and has brodened the curve of her lips. Trust me she looks amazing while smiling.

Just in case you are wondering about her looks allow me to describe her (which I may not be able to)

She has perfectly combed hairs, beautiful black eyes, eye brows that compliment eyes, small nose, lighting pink lips and above all color of priyanka chopra(I don’t know what they call it)

She truly is priyanka chopra under construction..

She looks adorable while playing with her hairs. Looking at the window pane wondering whether she has got a pimple or its just her illusion.

The person she was chatting with seems to have gone offline. And she is left with nothing to do except looking at her reflection in window pane. She has figured out that I am looking at her and may be ignored it …

May be she is thinking that I am hitting on her, which I am not I am just passing my time.. coz I have got nothing to do ….

This girl 2

July 11, 2016 / / 0 Comments

There is an Oman family sitting right in front of me. They are on a family trip to India. They seem very generous. The daughter must be of 5 yrs is very cute. I don’t have words regarding her cuteness . Her brother seems very friendly, he waived his hand saying hello. Everyone here is super busy some trying to sleep, some chatting, kids arguing their parents but this girl is pretending to busy with her cell phone.. The little boy from Oman is sitting right in front of her looking out of the window. As if the greenery is fascinating him. As if he has never ever came across such green fields.

This girl

July 11, 2016 / / 0 Comments

This girl sitting diagonally to me, don’t know her name but seems worried, reason that I have figured out is her college fee(may be). She has already received a no of phone calls from her father as tomorrow is the last day to submit. And the only way of submitting it is through online banking. She has her hairs tied behind with a pony tail and she is indulged in her phone wonder what she is doing.   She is tall thin with broad eyes no make up wearing denims not bothered about what everyone else in the compartment is upto.

LOST

February 23, 2016 / / 0 Comments
  LOST
He being brought down from the ambulance to the stretcher oh
gosh I cannot look at him… if I cant surely Swapna can never … the ward boys
were making it really fast to the operation theatre but I was sure he will not
be able to make it … but still somewhere my heart was not able to admit it…
Swapna didn’t knew that he is in such bad condition infact she didn’t knew that
he has met with such a terrible accident;
 I was asking myself
whether to tell Swapna about all this or leave her with the piece of knowledge
she had; Swapna who posted a photo of him with a message that read : “hey
fellas all you out there this is my boyfriend 
who went on to cover the Ganges in Haridwar, went missing along with his
reporter friend please help me find him, neither his phone is working nor he
has contacted, I request you to please share this post as much as you can and
request everyone you know to share it so that it reaches to each and everyone
and I can get some news about this silly guy who went missing without even
thinking of me”,
as the light outside operation theatre turned on my mind and
heart took me back to our college:
First year, First Day
I went inside and sat on the table behind Swapna, I really
never had a girlfriend but it was not like that I never wanted to have one, we
formally got introduced, Swapna being from a convent school was good in
everything be it studies, way of communication, anything/everything. I and
Swapna were in the middle of conversation about the things that brought us here
to engineering, suddenly this boy with long brown hairs and whitish complexion
came upto me held me from my coller raised me from my seat and yelled at me
“This girl is mine, and you don’t have the right to praise
her or talk”
Before I could have uttered a word Swapna rose from the seat
Excuse me! Who the hell do you think you are and who said
that I am your girl…. Bugger off ..
Listen girl I’m really sorry but I didn’t mean to hurt you
or your feeling I just wan to have you both as my friend .. sorry if I hurt
you..
What kind of behaviour is this, friend, you or the guys like
you can never be my friend, leave him and don’t ever show me your face again
He obliged and went ahead. After the introductory session of
our class got over we all were asked for the lunch where girls and boys were
had different different sections. Girls went their side and we boys were forced
in a smaller space to avoid any kind of ragging activity we were given lunch an
hour before the scheduled time of the college. The same long haired guy came to
me,
Dude I’m really sorry I didn’t mean to hurt you I was just
being ragged by the seniors and they pointed at you since you were the only guy
sitting with the girls being a hosteller I had to obilige them, and please do
forward my apology to your friend as well.
Offcousre I will, btw I am sameul.. nice meeting you
Anuttam… same here buddy…
That small conversation all of a sudden brought a lot of
respect for Anuttam. I forwarded the same message to Swapna, but she refused to
listen anything regarding Anuttam. So I thought of better leaving it and
thought of moving ahead.
Life started moving in engineering but I and Swapna & I
and Anuttambecame bestg of the friends but I was never able to bring them both
on the same platform. If I would ever plan to go out hanging with both of them,
earlier or the latter had an excuse. So I had to settle down with the one only
either Swapna or Anuttam. Life was moving smoothly till  Girish a friend of Anuttamsaid something that
was inappropriate for Swapna and Anuttamwas standing that moment with him.
Swapna took it seriously and mistook Anuttamas the offender.
You have always tried to bring that guy and me on the same
platform, but you know what Sameul  he
can never match upto my level.
Slow down and tell me what happened
Nothing just ask you gutter head friend to be away from me
Fine I’ll ask him
Dude, what do you think you have done, Swapna was mad at
you.
Nothing buddy it was Girish who said something and she took
it very seriously, there was I think nothing that serious.
Why do you stay with such guys who malign your image.
Chill man they are my friend as you are, and if your friend
doesn’t like them than that’s not my headache, ask her to change her ‘chasma’
Buddy if you can go and apologise her for my sake.
Its you who is asking me to apologise, who knows everything
For my sake
Fine, but control her from crossing her limits
She will be in…
Great
The following day:
Hey! Swapna I’m sorry for whatever my friends have said
about you.. Anuttamobliged me
Who do you think you are, you gutter head, just because you
are a friend of sameul that doesn’t gives you the right to say anything about
me on my back..
Hold on lady, I know you are mad at me and my friends but
you don’t have the right to cross your limits
Limits, look who is asking me to be in the limits… fuck you
Yes come on fuck me you bitch … bloody shit head .. you know
what if a guy in this college with full erection takes your name his penis
looks up curses him and goes on a holiday for the next 2 weeks.
How dare you talk to me like this, I can get you expelled
from this college
Leave it first come and fuck me ..
Wait wait what you guys are doing AnuttamI just asked you to
apologise and this is how you apologise I interrupted them
I did the same but your friend was interested in fucking me
Sameul insects will always be the insects,
Look how is she talking and the same way she was talking
when you were not here
Fuck you both said in unison and left, leaving me in the
centre of corridor.
The tap on my shoulder from nurse brought me to present day
and that curve of smile which was because of those memories lost somewhere and
I enquired nurse about Anuttam, she handed over a piece of paper saying they
are trying their best and asked to bring those medicines as fast as I can. I
followed, brought the medicines from the gap between the doors (which nurse
opened to take medicines) I looked at him all the pipes were inserted inside
his body some in his veins some in mouth. I was now sure that Swapna will not
be able to look at it. So I opted not to tell her till I get some good news.
It was 2 in the morning and it has already been 2:30 hrs
since operation began but the doctors were not in the condition to give some
relief, the parents of Anuttamwere to be informed they too were waiting for my
call, already rang 10 times since the operation begun…. Finally, the light
outside operation theatre went green and team of doctors started coming out. I
enquired about him, after a discussion the senior doctor patted my back
He is doing fine and the next 24hrs are very important for
him, 60% chances are he will make it and the rest is in the hands of god.
Thank you so much doctor
I rang up his parents and finally gave them some positive
news. Mother of Anuttamwas since than sitting in temple and wishing for his
wellbeing, even my mother had arranged a fist for poors, this guy was full of
life anywhere he went he brought life to the moment. Even the post on fb by
Swapna had crossed over a thousand shares, sometimes I used to be jealous of
him, being so much loved by everyone.
Back to college
After a lot of persuasion both Swapna and Anuttamgot ready
to settle thing between them. Both apologised and we went on to become one
single group from 2 different. Before exams Swapna used to teach us both
sometimes I used to give it a miss reason being my gf but Anuttamnever did,
that brought them even closer, most of time they can be seen together and that gave
gossipmongers inside college a new thing to discus, whether they are couple or
not but I was sure till yet they were not.
College fest approached and it was our turn to perform, I
& Anuttamwere all set to perform a dance number and as the performance came
to an end Anuttamwent on his knees and proposed Swapna,  Swapna who was sitting in audience choose to
leave and there was one word that came out his mouth Shit! And I can understand
what was going on with him, he could not even stand, from behind I saw Swapna
coming with a  rose in one hand and mic
in other, not only me but most of the college was surprised with this,she
tapped on his shoulder gave him the rose and gently kissed on his cheek;
Fool I went to bring a fool for you, I love you Annuttam
As they hugged the whole college went on its feet, nothing
can be heard except the sound of hands as they were hugging I borrowed a camera
from one of my colleague and stored the best moment of my best friends inside
it. They were the loveliest couple in college, they had everything one need to
complete a relationship. Their love was approved by respective families as
well. After college Swapna went for a corporate job and Anuttam applied for
photojournalist.
One evening I received a call from Swapna enquiring me about
Anuttam, whether I had any knowledge about where he is, I said he went to cover
Ganges in Haridwar even she had this piece of knowledge but his phone went
unreachable. I advised her to be patient as he might have gone in some mobile
area and he can take care of himself.
But she was not able to understand anything her point was
also understandable there were riots in muzaffarnagar, the riots shook the
whole nation.
I advised her to wait for some more time. the following
night I received a phone call from the sp city that my friend was the one too
got injured in riots and they are transferring him to AIIMS. I picked up my
keys and drove towards AIIMS and found him in this condition.
As the morning approached I rang his parents and Swapna and
told them about him that he is stable now and the doctors will be able to give
their final call within 24 hrs only. They all came up in hospital.
Everything was going well he even smiled by looking at
Swapna but soon his organs started giving up first it was kidney, then liver
and we again were in a critical condition. The doctors team was again in the
operation theatre and same red light turned on. Within 10 mins of entering
operation theatre the team came out and they said sorry, they could not save my
friend.
He died and with him his parents I and Swapna too died.
Swapna went directly to his home without even uttering a single word. I
informed her of his last rituals, she didn’t respond.
Just a fb post the same photo that I clicked when Swapna
kissed him on the stage with the message “no matter where you go, whether you
are with me or not but you will always be mine and remember only you had the
right to love me cuddle me, I loved you, I love you and will always do”

Both of friends were Lost that day, Anuttam lost it to the
hands of death and Swapna lost it to 
him… The girl who was make-up freak was fashionista has now started
living without makeup in simple plain suits ….. Love won my heart but LOST my
friends……

Journey facebook to whatsapp..

June 1, 2015 / / 0 Comments

Before I start writing let me apologise for not being a good friend… Sorry mishra I could not help you… I could not confront you and was not able to help you out …. Sorry once again…
It was evening, I was heading back home from office, in metro I was keenly listening the conversation between two friends one of whom was married and was involved in extramarital affair. The married guy was asking his friend to pass on his message to rest of the friend circle, it was like please donot make jokes on my  wife, you guys can make fun of my girlfriend.
This line took me back to our college days when I was fully in love with my then girlfriend and used to end up in a fight if anyone used to say anything foul to my girlfriend…I used to be in love with my every new girl…. The same thing happened with my friends as well … Rajat being the eye candy among girls… has a number of relationships…. LOVE  IS TRANSFERABLE  …. Is it???
I thought again and finally ended upon a conclusion that relations are nothing but needs.. as soon as we need parents we used to be with them.. then comes this girlfriend thing … for whom we use to fight with our parents .. and if we go with our parents wish than we leave them and start our very own family…
Buddy I am apologising for using your name neither I want to hurt you nor I am trying to prove you wrong .. They are just my feelings that my heart said I should express.. Everyone has his/her own life and they should live it on their own terms… Marrying your GF is not a bad thing but you should double check yourself before entering into a relationship..

Journey from Facebook to Whatsapp

September 15, 2011: I was at Ghaziabad bus station waiting for the bus to Meerut… My third year of engineering was about to kick off from 20th of this month there is nothing to be happy about engineering or about my college like every other engineer story our successor and predecessor batches were full of chicks and our batch mates were just busy spanking the monkey thinking day and night about them only… every other junior was either my sister in law or was of my friend… well, I am Aniket student of mechanical branch of MRI engineering college on the outskirts of Meerut. As the name mechanical came you all must have understood that our day is like a tribute to the boring lectures and night is dedicated to our hand as my friend calls it HATH JAGGANATH. Clearly we didn’t even had a teacher who we can call beautiful, sexy or any other word made for women.
Coming back, I was busy in turning my lips black (Smoking) I spotted Swanna getting off from the bus and as everyone says bad luck follows every engineer especially if he/she is from UPTU my bus arrived and going by the announcements it was most probably the last bus to Meerut… Damn fuck you … Swanna was the cutest girl I have ever met in my school days, in engineering every other girl seems cute. On one end my friends had made some arrangements before college kicks off and on the other hand I may get a chance to have few words with this girl, friends were there when I got back(failed in 1 or 2 subject but promoted to next year), friends taught me to smoke, booze and many other things…. Confused, my heart was in the favour of girl, head in friends and my legs listened to heart and started walking towards the girl… Phone rang up… Ajay…
Hey buddy! Have you left asked Ajay
Yes /No what should I say…..
Speak up bro…
Yaar..
Bloody motherfucker you coming down to meerut, I don’t know how but by 10 PM I want you here or I am going to kick your ass… He yelled
Sorry Ajay …
Get your mother fucked in Ghaziabad….
He hang up…
Ab toh jaana padega my heart and head said in unison…
Meerut……

After boozing as usual everyone started walking off out of the room to have ice cream…
Tu ni aayega kya .. Mandeep asked
Ni yaar, you guys go ahead I need to sleep, you know tired….
As soon as they left, My hands automatically searched for the laptop, index finger turned it on, middle finger keeps on scrolling over the mouse pad, refreshed refreshed …. turned on the wifi …. Connected… opened chrome… facebook tab…
Logged into facebook … inbetween all this my mind was asking me to sleep… Hat saale let me search her…
Swanna … 500+ results…
Not this one, neither this…..
Tu to sone jaa rha tha…. bloody bitch.. yelled Jay
Haan bs so hi rha hu…
Kon hai ye saman… asked mandeep
Pta ni yr.. I am toh searching for someone else…
Abe request bhej na..
Like this I had sent around 10 friend requests to all those girls who placed Barbie or some other picture s their dp..
You are blocked from sending friend requests for 15 days….
Damn shit man….
Ab to so ja Balatkaari…
Next day movie in the night, after movie again browsed for Swaana. Although i knew couldn’t friend request but atleast I can find her….
Next day passed , another day… College reopened…
But still I could not get over with the ghost of Swanna(Mechanical effect). Finally after one month, I left the hope of seeing her again… and got myself busy the usual stuff(bird watching and all).
January 20, 2012: Last practical of the 5th semester…
Or kaisa hua BC.. I asked to Jay
Hona kaisa tha fad diya tere bhai ne… He replied
Chal M bhi aata hu…
Back to room…
Daaru chalegi raat me… Dhanu, Raj or baki bhi aa rhe h… mandeep asked
Contri krke manga lo… I and Jay replied in unison…
I logged into my fb account and as soon as it loaded completely Swanna was there in people you may know corner.
Opened her page sent her the request and started browsing through her photographs.. download all
I was on cloud nine, you can say on ten eleven ….
After daaru, checked whether she accepted or not… not yet… refreshed not yet too…
The next morning we all left to our respective homes, semester leaves… We engineers get tired after every semester and need a break to get recharged, which may take around a month(if someone from the group is not turning up early)….
Back to Ghaziabad: my daily routine was to check Swanna’s profile … was i in love… when that stupid thought used to come i would go out and smoke … (that provides some relief, try it yourself)
While chatting with some foreigners in the night a message popped up the screen…. Swanna…
Hey Aniket.. Message read
Hey Swanna … I replied
Hows you doing Buddy… She asked
Am doing great, you say… I replied
I am great too.. BTW glad to know about you..
Thank you… where are you these days…
Thank you for what?? In Meerut… life ko saada rhi hu..
For being glad after knowing that I am good…
I am in meerut too … engineering kar rhi ho kya??
Yes… How you figured out??
Main bhi sadda rha hu 😛
Which college?
MRI…. yours???
Mine is Shiva.. She replied
Great yr… You kept your words of making it to a good college .. I complimented
Whats so great about it… She asked
A good college brings you a good placement opportunity.. I replied
And after that ? She asked
Whatever you wish.. I replied
I will get married and will be treated as a household maid or a factory to produce child.. she replied
I don’t think the way you go..
What you think?
I will never have problem with my wife going for a job, as long as we both and our respective families are comfortable …
You are grown up, I wish my father may search someone who think the same way as you think…
Mjse hi kar lo…. I said teasing her
Papa will not agree for inter-caste marriage…. She replied
Yr tut oh serious hi ho gyi… joking yr, I too don’t wanna go against my fathers wish…
Got you buddy, chalo talk to you later.. bye
From there on we started late night chatting and in the of our conversations exchanged our contact details …. Now late night facebook chatting changed to late night phone calls… my morning now starts with her good morning message and night use to end on the phone itself … sometimes we use to sleep on the call itself, actually most of the time.. every bit of the details started getting exchanged .. she is the sweetest dream my eyes could have ever dreamt of.. I started searching her in every girl on the road, vacations became the time we use to meet (being from the same city).
In between all this Google launched android and we both completed our graduation, I got the job with my father’s jack (source, jack as it is popularly known among engineers), and she because of her ability.
We both got busy in our respective professional lives, long phone calls went down. But our love life was still going strong, weekends became my favourite as they were the days Swanna and I used to come out of our world which used to be enclosed within phone calls and whatsapp chat. Two days used to be  filled with complete life, joy excitement and above all two days were filled with Swanna.
As we progressed in our professional lives, OUR (time that we used to spend together) time was consumed by our profession, differences occurred, we started fighting up, and the whole mess was created by this whatsapp last seen feature…

Aniket and Swanna are not together but they still love each other more than anything else…. Sometimes we are meant to fell in love, but not to live together…

Many of  my friends complain me about my nature, I had multiple relationships they always say look who is talking Ankur Dutt Tyagi who himself went on to have about a dozen of relationships.. I will not correct myself yes I had many relationships but I loved only a single girl in this universe.. I cheated her not a single but multiple times… I confronted this to her and now we are not together…
She hasn’t left me but I forced her out of this shitty life… She deserved someone better… The last day that we talked my words were: Baby I had the most beautiful flower in the world but it’s me who don’t deserve flowers… She rang up on my birthday and asked me to be back into the relation, my eyes went watery… I couldn’t say anything just hang on the call…

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