I am overwhelmed!

Hi all...
Am just back from the last party of the day (haven't counted the total number yet!) and attended my last call for the wishes (Well they're uncountable!). Feeling too tired, can't stand on my feet for more than 10 seconds, headache going to and fro like a pendulum in my head but I still can't afford to miss the chance to express whats running through my mind besides the oscillating pendulum!!
After celebrating four blasting birthdays in the hostel, I was sure am gonna miss my hostel today but surprisingly it didn't really happen! Or may be I was too occupied to think of my past parties. The day was overflowing with things I have always adored - flowers, stuff toys, temptations, chocolate cakes and parties. After all, am just another girl! Compared to my previous years, I wasn't much excited for my day this year and had too normal an attitude towards it. But well, I have some awesome people around me who always make sure that its not even that normal. It may be a small gesture at their part but then its not only just a gesture to me! It was only friends till now who used to make my day, semester exams at the end of the year never allowed family to be a part of it, but am so glad there were both this time! And the way it turned out was outta my expectation's domain. But then I feel, unexpected things are far better than those which are expected.. right?
All I wanna say is that you guys RoCk big time yaar!! Mmuaah!
CHEERS to all you amazing people!!
At last.. Happy Birthday to Me :)
So where's the party Tonight? (Cummon, its new year eve yaar!!) ;)

Flawless.. if something can be!

This is with reference to the movie Ghajini. Perhaps the most talked about and most awaited movie of the year 2008. You must have gone through the feeling when there is lots that is being expected outta you. The feeling is of uneasiness, sometimes disturbing, making you lose concentration and yeilding many what-ifs running through the mind's aisle! But the deed is to live up to the expectations despite the pressure. Similar is what I felt for Aamir when I saw the movie today. Amidst the expectations, the guy has delivered an immaculate performance and has hit the screen with a big bang! Two kinda roles have been show cased in the movie, and its difficult to judge which one of the two enjoyed more justice. After his great piece - Taare Zameen Par, one could portray him in a similar frame of looks in Ghajini but the lad knew how to bring out the difference. Feels really great to witness someone loaded with this great amount of talent. Kudos to The Ace khan - Aamir Khan!

Cold cold winters...

Hardly two or three minutes back when I took the first sip of my tomato soup, I realized that to whichever season it may be compared to, winter season remains unsurpassed among all! And this very feeling made me jump into my blanket and start tapping my fingers on the keyboard to compose this post while sipping away the hot soup.
I guess I love every little or big aspect of this beautiful season. The woolen jackets and fur over coats, rubbing off hands to produce any possible amount of heat, noses turning red, shiver down the spine, freezing carbon dioxide coming out of the mouth (..gawd I love it!!), basking in the sun, the intense fog making you feel as if the clouds have climbed down to earth, watching people and vehicles moving in and out of these clouds, getting all the more lethargic, sweet corn soup, hot coffee or hot choco which seem to taste better than ever before, sitting besides fireplace, reading a novel and realizing its more interesting than you'd heard or thought, raisins, chilled ice creams (I bet no winter memory is complete without ice creams!!) and so much more! I absolutely love visiting hill stations specially those with ample of snow covered roads and surroundings. No wonder I cherish my Rohtang pass tour more than any other I have been to. Snowfall, though still a part of my fantasies, is the bestest (if there exists such a word!!) part of the winters! Well I guess that suggests I must plan for Simla within coming few weeks.. whatsay folks!! he he..!
Very lately when I was in Delhi hanging out with friends, I lived one of the most splendid winter evenings of my life. At the exit gate of the metro station, while on our way to a friend's pg, it occurred to one of us the idea to go for cycling. Thanks to Delhi metros which leave you as refreshing at the destination station as you were at the source, despite the heavy traffic on the city roads. So there we were, all four gals ready to hit the road with our selected cycles. I must appreciate my confidence then as I was going to ride a bicycle after almost 10 years. Whatever! Who cares! We started off and there was no stopping then. Paddling to the full force, honking unnecessarily, outlining all possible geometrical figures with special emphasis on curves, then resting the paddles to let the cycle move on its own, playing with the handle and experiencing the chilling breeze across the face and to add the perfect bollywood touch, singing in chorus "awara bhawre jo haule haule gaaye..". To the people walking in the lanes, two kinds of impressions of ours might have occurred. Either of those too small kids who have recently learned riding a bicycle or of those too big to care for the world around them. We belonged to the second category. Atleast from what we felt at that time. After a long ride, we rested to have momos and were on the way back with the same spirits! If I could describe the experience, the feeling in a single word, I'd say it was heavenly, a blend of perfect timing, perfect climate and the very perfect companions!Cheers gurlz! ;)
At times (may be more than that!), I really enjoy sitting in the balcony late at nights, feeling the cold, listening to the rustling of leaves and tuning to my favorite music. Nothing seems to matter at that time. Life seems to come to a halt at those moments but they are something that are capable enough to move me...

Are current situations a sign of World War III??

It may be too early, may be insane on my part too, to predict or rather even think of such a malicious notion but one really can't suppress one's thoughts! I'd been thinking, rather the thought of another world war itself had been dwelling and growing within me since the Mumbai massacre took place. At that time, I considered myself absurd for thinking too extreme and beyond limits. But in these 20 days that have gone by post the black day, situations have only worsened, seemingly in the direction of my raw feeling. What does a war needs as its preliminary atmosphere? Tensions among countries, increase in anti-social activities, lack of security everywhere, avenging feelings among people, availability of large amount of deadly weapons and ammunition! And with all these, we have the economic recession too. World War II too commenced with one such recession after all, with the very famous The Great Depression of the year 1929, the fall of US economy!
Now when after all this if I try and think of possible measure to avoid any possiblity of it, I end up in the middle of no where! Violent reactions to the situations would not deter it and being patient and numb will be an injustice to all the sufferers of 26/11 and with them, to every Indian.
I only hope that the protecters of terrorsim realize that terrorism is not even going to spare them. And that they realize this before things go out of everyone's control and help the world combat with the evil in every possible way they can!
May God bless all!

Why can't we??

The terror seems to have ended in the areas of Mumbai but it will take a long time, perhaps an eternity, to be completely revived from the hearts of the people. People who have suffered the massacre live in any form, being an eye witness, being an injured among the hundreds, loosing dear ones and of course being terrorized. The horrible dance of death which continued for two and half days left every soul under the sky, who got to know of it, completely astonished! Apart from Mumbaikars, who were too much unfortunate to have been a part of the blackout, the Indians all over weren't at ease as well. As for me, I found hard to sleep peacefully those two nights and would sneak into the tv room in the middle of the night time and again to check out if there was any development. There was an unusual, constant fear within me and I wouldn't go out of my room when the lights had gone out. I felt foolish realizing the extent of the impact the episode had had on me but I was helpless. I couldn't get it off my mind. Well, I still can't!

It feels as if once a benediction, our democracy today is turning into a curse for us! Firstly, media having all the unjustified rights to cover such events which work more fruitfully for the enemies than for the nation. Why don't the cops just blow up their cameras if they can't understand the importance of the moment? Secondly, democratic constitutions enable multi-party system which is the biggest draw back of our political system. Politicians are so very preoccupied with their defending and proceeding ceremonies that they hardly get time to see whats happening in the jurisdiction they are elected to be responsible for. Thirdly, our soft constitution doesn't allows sentencing the capital punishment save in extreme cases. And this gives birth to the vicious cycle of increased anti-social activities by the viruses to get their companion outlaws out of the bars. I am sure the kandhar plane hijack episode still dwells somewhere in memories of the masses. The fourth and the major reason that accounts for majority of the recent blood sheds around the country is establishing all religions equal! When in a country like ours, where every religion is given same status and still people are willing to go to any limit to fight for their religion, the constitution's amendments perhaps seem unnoticed!
Why can't we then make changes in the constitution if that can help getting things straight? Why can't we limit media coverage in such cases as a rule? Why can't we introduce a two party system in India to make the ministers realize what their real deed and concern should be? Why can't we hang the culprits when its established that the person is more a monster than a human? Why can't we???
I don't know if still anything will be done for the betterment of the jeopardized systems of India, be it intelligence, politics, coastal and border securities, or any other from the endless list, but I only hope that the power holders would at least care to throw a few crumbs of their expensive time on the beggars so that, in the future, we don't have to sigh.. Why couldn't we!!

Trying to recover...

The desperadoes killed around 200 innocents in the giant slaughter which went on for nearly 60 long hours!! We salute the NSG (National Security Guard) team for their incredible bravery and congratulate them on their grand success. Three cheers for them!
Though its more horrifying to know the real intentions of the terrorists which were destroyed by our heroes, which include blowing up the entire Taj Hotel, what awaits now is the series of actions and steps the country expects from the govt, both state and central. We hope, at least now, they will abandon their sycophancy, grow up from their corrupt politics and would bring out productive and efficient results to calm down the nation's upsurge.
I make a solemn request. Everyone who reads it, please make an effort to light a candle for our martyrs.
Thank You

Help India! Save India!

Whether its India's 9/11 or not, but 26th november '08 is truly one of the darkest days or, perhaps, The Darkest day in the Indian terror history. Great Mahn!! I mean a country with the highest population density on the globe is handicapped by mere 15-20 armed bastards! Aged between 20-25, I must say their guts and planning is commendable! I suppose if 1/10th, yeah just a small fraction of their concern for their targets had been present in the the govt of India, this would never be possible. Seems the govt of ours is like a chemical compound on a photographic plate which has the capability to absorb everything that comes its way but has nothing to do with changing them or dealing with them, rather, have all the powers to modify the reality and bring out the result that one wants. Our so-called saviors well know how to fight to establish whose better.. congress or bjp or any other of the million parties for that matter, but fortunate enough for them and unfortunate for rest of the country, that is all they perhaps know and seem concerned with! USA was challenged on 9/11, and they made sure they don't get to witness another similar date! Sure, if USA is said to be the king of the world, it deserves indisputably!!
It sounds amazing how theses loaded beggars played well at execution of their fabulous plan to break into the biggest and one of the most important metro cities of the country. More than that, they furthered their plans to take over the three buildings 0f the city, two of them, The Taj Hotel and The Oberoi Hotel being the heritage of the country as a whole! Who would now dare call Mumbai as the city of dreams? Dozens of people loosing their lives within nanoseconds in the grenade blasts carried out in the most crowded places of the financial capital of India, blind firing, many kept as hostages, including foreigners, tourists, crying and waiting for their lives and families to be freed. I wonder what worse than this can be the real war-time conditions!! If The Taj, 105 years old asset of India can be successfully targeted and damaged, then what safety does our real taj, The Taj Mahal holds? If the legacy continues, soon India would serve for tourists (If only they choose to visit India anymore!!), as a museum for distorted and probably ruined historical monuments, each carrying a unique hallmark of the uncontrolled terrorism in the country!
Its no less than an age old bollywood movie script where the villain and his gang succeeds in breaking in wherever they wish to! I often used to wonder at such scenes while watching a similar kinda movie, "Ahh forget it! These movie makers show anything! How could that possibly happen!" But today I feel I'd been living with terrible misconceptions! Also, there aren't any real time Akshay Kumars or Hrithik Roshans, who even without any arm and ammunition are capable of serving the rotten-sneaks the taste of dust. We've already lost some valuable officers of the country who could be or rather, were of great aid in combating the internal crime of the country had this episode never happened. Perhaps destiny chose them to pay for the doings, infact, the "undoings" of our darling politicians! May their souls rest in peace. Movies overflowing with glamor and masala are all that seem to be highlighted but what about those who aren't made just to capture audience but also to convey a message? Alas! Movies like these come, are accoladed till those 30 minutes of the post-movie discussions and are then forgotten. I know movie like The Wednesday will never win a best movie award, but it sure deserves one, at least I believe this! Brunettes and larger than life sets aren't the sole definition of a five starer film.
Lets wake up from our long slumber fellas and lets hit it hard! They think we're coward? Well everyone knows they're bigger ones, can't dare operate without their limbs - their weapons! Let them know our population is not a curse but a boon to us. Lets put a full stop to our unsafe lives and get our India into a safe domain and for that matter, let it take anything it asks for!

Forgiving a terrorist is left to GOD, but fixing their appointment with the GOD is our responsibility!

Jai Hind!!

SoMeDaY...

Someday, everything will make perfect sense.. So for now..Laugh at the confusion, Smile through the tears & keep reminding yourself that everything happens for a reason!!!
Keep Rocking!!!

May God bless them..

Hello...
Whats up? Well am good, pretty fine, but I guess something is making me feel uncomfortable. Few moments back, while I was walking through the lane outside, this lil girl caught my attention who was busy fossicking some useful garbage around. Yeah the word is right - useful. She didn't have her feet covered, hair resembling some worn out ropes, wearing a shabby frock, possibly the only piece of cloth she might have to cover herself. She was barely 7-8 years old, least interested to notice whats happening around her, whose passing her or noticing her. All that mattered to her was that garbage bin. This awful scene, as many times before, makes me go wild thinking what made me lucky enough to lead a comfortable life without any worries for survival, to think about my future instead of how am gonna survive for the next dawn of the day.
Poverty has always been bothering me. It always makes me ponder how I would have managed had I been into the same situation. Leading a miserable life, sacrificing at every step, compromising for every need and wish of yours, no freedom of thoughts, living with floods of problems to be faced every now and then, seeing your family in a constant state of dolor, feeling helpless about yourself, dwelling in boondocks, missing fans in summer, fighting with cold winters without proper blankets, lacking those minimum resources required to make a living and so much more! Doesn't that makes you wonder that we never at all had any problem in our lives? The situation gets worst when this poverty continues riding over the shoulders of senescent age. Old age is a stage at which one expects some attention and care which indeed is replaced by one in which they, as always, have to go out and earn whatever little they can, no matter whether their health allows or their feet ache! Its touching to see these people pulling rickshaws, cleaning dishes, carrying loads, serving tea and indulging in other pecuniary activities and yabbering with those trembling words. Amidst all this, its good to see them smiling at times. They surely might have been blessed to be able to manage finding some or the other reasons to smile and stay happy in their course of bridewell life. I sometimes wish if I could help them in some way as nothing seems as satisfying as being one of the reasons for their smile.
As of now, I only want to thank the Almighty for blessing me with a halcyon and mellifluous life where I can plan things other than just sustaining for another day. And WHATEVER, I guess life perhaps is one of the best gifts we have, I wish you a happy one!!
Be good, be fine!
Happy Living!!

Home Away From Home

This is not just a collection of words, but an articulation of a feeling that has been dwelling inside of me for more than 3 long years now. Though my hostel life is about to come to an end pretty soon, still there are uncountable feelings and experiences, both good and bad and ofcourse some people that remain attached to it through all these years which will make this life always seem afresh to me!
Here's a narration of all that i've been through but its not in my words, rather in those of my sweetest friend Aman. He wrote it for me, I am writing it here! Reading it, every time makes me wonder how the hell could he elaborate my thing so well and speak my heart out! I myself wouldn't have been so precise. Thanks ain't really the word for it. Also, this goes out to all my hostelites who have been a companion on the same road as mine..



Its a bright morning, am away from home,
I am thinking of my past three years, where they have gone!

I was alloted room no. 320 on the 1st floor,
I find a girl inside as I step inside the door!

We shake our hands with doubts in our mind,
but now we are close friends, very difficult to find!

I now share my room with 4 of my friends,
we do a lot of fun and follow the latest trends!

I remember the birthday parties, I remember all the fun,
I remember the time we laughed together and standing under the sun!

All the moments we share and all the surprises i get,
All the songs we sung together, I can never forget!

I look at my pictures and smile of my own,
Yeah you make it for me, A home away from home!

Its a bright morning, am away from my home,
Am in a hostel away from my Mom...
But I never feel bored, I never feel alone,
You people make it for me, A HOME AWAY FROM HOME!!!