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मृदु मिट्टी के बने हुए हैं
मधु घट फूटा ही करते हैं
लघु जीवन ले कर आए हैं
प्याले टूटा ही करते हैं
फ़िर भी मदिरालय के अन्दर
मधु के घट हैं,मधु प्याले हैं
जो मादकता के मारे हैं
वे मधु लूटा ही करते हैं
वह कच्चा पीने वाला है
जिसकी ममता घट प्यालों पर
जो सच्चे मधु से जला हुआ
कब रोता है चिल्लाता है
जो बीत गई सो बात गई!
In the last two years, I have joined and left Facebook twice. Same with Orkut, I left Hi5! years ago. Don't know what this fixation is, at first things were new, it was fun, or so it seemed, now i find myself getting irritated with the damn thing.

Why do we social network so much anyways? Where is the contentment? It seems that people are putting up photos and coming up with quirky status messages only to vie for others' attention, doesn't sound like an adequate reason.I am confused, along the way, its become hard to differentiate whether people are truly happy or just trying to show someone that they are ?

I want to leave again.

I am leaving again, There's no one there i want to keep in touch with, there's no one whose photos/life interests me, there's no one there.

There's no one there.

P.s.- Its good that i don't develop this feeling towards my blog. Not yet at least.
samosa + jalebi + cholle bhature + kulfi falooda + keventer's milk shake + mom + dad + sister + SHOPPING(for dad but still) !!!

As Rajnikant sang in some crappy hindi movie from the 80's " Aaj sunday hai, aaj sunday haaai....aaj daru peene ka day hai!!"

You get the point!
Tantra, the lounge bar-disco-haunt of many a drunken college kids in Noida gives a reasonable discount to the amity bunch, but based on the way my friends have been frequenting the place in the last month (more like week, but i'll be polite!) The place should hand them Gold membership cards. They seemed to deviate to Elevate recently but in light of a "certain mishap", reverted to Tantra!! Seriously! But yeah Tantra's worth it, I guess we will miss it once we've gotten far far away from Noida.

Nothing else to tell, Aakash is on a road trip to Leh....I know I know, scenic beauty comes to mind when I say Leh..... the open roads, the fresh air, the non-pollution, Nature......I didn't get a chance to do that, cause before i heard road trip i heard the words "my friend's Bike" blended in nonchalantly.

BIKE = MOTORCYCLE, and when Aakash says bike, that would imply he shall be driving the damn thing through the mountains....... did you not hear, AAKASH …

Distressful Homonyms

since for me now you have no warmth to spare
i sense i must adopt a sane and spare

philosophy to ease a restless state
fueled by this uncaring. it will state

a very meager truth: love like the rest
of our emotions, sometimes needs a rest.

happiness, too, no doubt; and so, why even
hope that 'the course of true love' could run even?

Following the genius of Seth's Poetry ardently, still!
So I was best friends with him for, what felt like such a long time, you would say it was some years, 5 years, maybe 6....but it feels like a million moments, a million happy moments, some of the happiest in my life. I never thought of him as a guy, never felt romantically attracted to him (I guess i was the only girl who didn't), I thought of him as an extension to myself, the cool self assured extension that is.

We had known each other our entire lives, me as that guy from my class, the popular one, him as that girl from my class, the one with the pigtails, but we really hit it off in class 9th, somehow, god knows how. It began over some history notes i guess, he called home to remind me to get them along, I told him i remembered and then we giggled. That was the first of innumerable more phone calls, sometimes it felt like i spent half of the years 2003-2006 on the phone!! We'd talk, sometimes seriously, sometimes quipping over people we knew and the things they did. He got…

Bye, see you.

Two days ago, this classmate of mine from school passed away in a car crash, it was so surreal to hear cause i had just seen him the day before in college, i saw him and i never said hello, i saw him and walked by him because i was too busy.

Don't you think we go through life, never realizing the impact of something like this, the concept of mortality is lost on us. . . that is, until it happens to one of us.

Rest in peace, Gurnek. Bye.

super saturday

well firstly it is so interesting to see that the advertising guys are doing such a good job coming up with the nicest ad's, the most hilarious one i have seen is for a men's "unmentionable" :P - it shows men being complete pansies, under a woman's control, getting hit on and being harassed with statements like "har jagah aadmiyon ko cheda jata hai, jaise ghar mein baap bhai na hon!!" finally the guy went to a temple (with ghanti and all) and asked "kyun bhagwaan kyun!!" and god gave him macho BANIAN and aha macho man!! :P

i know i know Cheap thrills, but in a banian less world, i would like to chedo a few "ITEMS".... but i think priya and I already do that!!

so we had a pasta soiree today, invitees-priya ankur akhil aakash. pasta wasnt too great, company was! arre it was nice yaar, its been a long time. :P(i didn't go to college on friday after all)

and yes till the aakash cuts the mop growing on his head, i shall be referring to t…

I want to....

be able to drink and forget everything and dance on tables....but i can't.

be able to break the routine...but i can't.

to be late.

just sit there staring,silent, without a hundred thoughts in my head.

not ache over little things.

Hazaaron khwaishen aisi.............