Of joys departed, not to return, how painful the remembrance. :(

Yesterday is gone…
Tomorrow is FUTURE

And TODAY is a gift of god ,and that’s why we call it PRESENT…so live your life as if it is the last day of your life….with this thots in mind…I walked inside the gates of Amity University…in the Portals where I have spent the most special 2 Years of my life…laughing,crying,singing,dancing,studyng,bunking,eating,shouting and every other thing that a person would have done,if he wud hav got n opportunity…it was the CONVOCATION ceremony…ohh wat an experience it was….Getting down from the car at Gate 2 reminded me of the “ghooos” that we use to give to the gate keepers..for allowing us to come late inside the campus .the card punching machine and the lady police sitting there reminded me of the “bawaal” we had with her while entering the college without the i-card,the “gol chakkar” reminded me of the time when we use to bunk our classes and wait for the friends to move out for a “ghoomna firna”,the ground reminded of the “cricket match”and “the evening walks”,the f3 block…where all the memories flashed like a panorma…walk across F2,F1,E1,E2,E3,D,H5,H6,H3....reminded of the long walks while cummng from our building to cafeterias…meeting BINITA SAJWAN mam..reminded of CRC and DIVYA  mam and VARUN sir reminded of nonstop Ods…

Meeting Tomar sir,Bansal Sir,Rai sir,Teena Bagga mam,Rosy Kalra maam,was an experience in itself which tempted me to rush and attend their lectures all over again.....meeting all my class mates reminded me of all the tiny little interactions that i had with them right from presentations to homework...going to cafeteria H blck...was soo mesmerizing ...goshh the place where we use to visit every single day and crip for food...just wanted a chance again to go and eat that food..to stand in the long lines to get the food coupons.....the 2 years of life spend just flashed one after the other in front of the eyes..like a nonstop train to which i can just c passing..but cant do anything to stop it or bring it back...just want 1 chance to be to that place all over again...to live with my 7 angels(anu,purvi,shikhu,anki,prags,shef,garry)....to fight n argue with prity...to gossip with tanvi..to attend lectures with my class mates (ragini,sakshi,saurabh,ramit,mohit,rahul,vineet,manish)...to go to maggie point...to meet my lovely dovely friendz..of lifetime (ankit,shanky,sahil,harsh,kp,himanshu,samrat)...to have a fullonn...time all over again.....
gimme me some sunshine....gimme some rain,gimme another chance i wana grow up once again.....

OFFICIALLY A POST GRADUATE.....

WOW...WAT A DAY IT WAS.....

finally a proud owner of MBA DEGREE....

thanx a tons to my Parents,bro,god and friends...for their support and concerned and never to forget i wana thank one person ,who though is no more associated with my life..but was a main reason behind this....

THANKU....!!!!!!!!!!

gud peppy number!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oUbpGmR1-QM

By daily dying I have come to be !!

Why bad things happen to good people???. This is the question that anguished me when I tried to contemplate why good things happen to bad people..hummmm

I have been experiencing this problem since long time,one that is with me till today.i have a habit of observing the prosperity of the wicked,of the bad people…..May be they are not actully bad for others but for me… they are unregenerated…those who do not have any need of God’s blessings and care,who didn’t acknowledge god and are athiest,who did their own thing,behave as per their pleasure,believeing only in oneself,living for themselves,the ones for whome every other person is either a puppet ,dancing into their tunes or traces of dust….for whome the world is their servant ,playing their own songs and enjoying their own pleasures and wealth……Gosssshhhh

They have been bestowed with all the delicacies of life..free from all the burdens,not being plagued by ills of humans..just as I am experiencing…being bestowed with the exemption from all struggles and strains of daily living…alwyz a cynosure for others eye and enjoying prosperity..huh…where as compared to them..it seems that I am being punished everyday,everymorning…every now and then….

Often I wonder why is it that Its me only who face soo many problems and so much trouble in my life..why is it that I  often cry for being misunderstood for every right thing I doo… and these wicked ones having none…..It is actually becoming my obsession with every passing day..taking my thoughts to a different world,making me think all sort of weird and peculiar things..about my religion,my goodness,my kind nature,my honesty,my looks,my attitude,my self respect ..every little thing..

Is it that I am being tempted by the evil and prosperity of those wicked and probabbly that’s he reason what is making me vulnerable towards the wicked league..hussshhhhhhh…..or is it the envy that I have in mind for others ,..its making me so unclean that I am being restless day by day..

May be I am trying to run away from truth,I dunt know but I really cannot understand what is happeing to me..or may be the experiences in front of me are actually the lessons that life is wanting to teach me…in order to give me strength to differenciate between right and wrong ,so that it protects me from falling .

Being envious of the prosperity of the wicked is not the way out as prosperity is just an image ,a fashion show of what is to pass away just like a plesant dream ,that pleases us only for a little while when we are asleep,but when we are awake we discover ,it was not real….may be I am being senseless and ignorant by envying the wicked who are actully born to perish………..

A SONG THAT TOUCHES THE SOUL ..OF EVERY GIRLEEEE!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iLdqKUkkM6w        

he whispers in the morning
Of lovers sleeping tight
Are rolling like thunder now
As I look in your eyes
I hold on to your body
And feel each move you make
Your voice is warm and tender
A love that I could not forsake

'Cause I am your lady
And you are my man
Whenever you reach for me
I'll do all that I can

Lost is how I'm feeling, lying in your arms
When the world outside's too
Much to take
That all ends when I'm with you
Even though there may be times
It seems I'm far away
Never wonder where I am
'Cause I am always by your side

'Cause I am your lady
And you are my man
Whenever you reach for me
I'll do all that I can

We're heading for something
Somewhere I've never been
Sometimes I am frightened
But I'm ready to learn
Of the power of love

The sound of your heart beating
Made it clear
Suddenly the feeling that I can't go on
Is light years away

'Cause I am your lady
And you are my man
Whenever you reach for me
I'll do all that I can

We're heading for something
Somewhere I've never been
Sometimes I am frightened
But I'm ready to learn
Of the power of love

TO ALL MY BUDDIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MY FAV. NUMBERS

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tfiih-0CDWQ


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jYhYsL-eCBM


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SKDG3ng38zw


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ftjEcrrf7r0


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iLdqKUkkM6w

All my relations in creation...!!!!!!!!!!!1

Beti bankar ayi hu ma-baap ke jivan me,
basera hoga kal mera kisi or ke angan me,

kyu ye reet bhagwan ne banai hogi,
kehte hai aj nhi to kl tu parai hogi,

deke janam paal-poskar jisne hame bada kiya,
aur wqt aya to unhi hatho ne hame vida kia,

tut ke bikhar jati he hmari zindgi whi,
pr phir bhi us bandhan me pyar mile zruri to nhi,

kyu rishta hmara itna ajib hota hai,
kya bas yhi hum betiyo ka nasib hota hai..

FIGMENTS OF IMAGINATION!!!! ME N MY LIFE.....

I cant help but ponder of..
who means most to me.
My dear supporting Family..
             or people around me as vast as sea..

My Sweetheart and versatile mom..
or my super cool Dad who is best..
Brodaa..is someone ...
who is de best among the rest...


Be it my childhood days dat i miss..
or my friendzzz who have moved away

i cant stop myself thinking about them often
with each and every little passing day


I now share my thoughts..
in the poem that i write..
in a hope as alwys..
that it will give others a delight....


I am honored and thankful for my freedom
That many have died to keep..
and whenever i remember of them
i break down and start to weep...


The journeys the places
the parties where i have been...
remembering which..
often make me so keen...




about the time we've spent 
the nonstop gossips we did..
from morning till night..
till adults since when we were kids....


so as i think about all this...
and what all means to me....
i thank the Almighty..for every little thing
he wanted me to see.....