A Different Angle !!

Every morning we wake up and start weaving a burden of plans through God's
most beautiful and delicate windows; our eyes. However, in our desire of becoming the fastest horse in the race of materialistic things, we forget why God gave us those entrancing eyes.

We forget the role for which we all have been sent to this earth. We forget that god has thought of cooler plans for us. Plans…that probably we can’t even imagine! Plans…which can’t be overtaken by our thought Ferrari!

But even then, like jerk…each moment, we stupidly run to achieve more than what sometimes our competitors or sometimes our colleagues have achieved. And, in this process, we waste almost half of our life. Very obviously, we start living life with an unsatisfied tone which later creates pits and holes for our near & dear ones. This unsatisfactory journey continues and extends not just for a single day, but for each and every day that we live until of course life ends one day.

It is essential that we should always be acceptable to different challenges in life. Think of it in this way, God tests only those who are capable of taking up the life exams. So, be thankful to god always for selecting you out of millions. Eventually after some time you will realize that you are the happiest person on this earth.

A cup without tea

Sunday

5:00 pm - mmmm
7:00 pm- not again
8:30 pm - stop

No matter how much fun you may have had till late Saturday night but the latter half of Sunday is never welcomed with a smile until and unless you really have a blasty plan for Monday.

Otherwise, often your imagination cartoon just pops up in front of you- an animated version of you and all those speech and thought bubbles saying-

1. Sunday must be as flexible as elastic, stretch it till the time it actually breaks.
2. Extra bonus hours should be provided to make Sunday large and there must be freedom of asking "Have I made it large today??"
This desire of fixing time and knowing your helplessness about the same seems no less than a cup without tea, a tea you crave for but a tea you can hardly sip.

During school days we cry because Monday won't let us fly as Sunday does. And when we become grown-ups, Monday again pushes us to follow the same boring office routine.

Monday always interrupts the Sunday’s hangover gala even if you try hard to resist coming out of the hangover and even if you are ready to pay any cost for staying in that gala mood.
Between everything that happens, the only yearning is to postpone Monday somehow, even if it means trying out all sorts of possible childish things like-
• making a wish to a broken star in the sky “Please don’t let Sunday go”.
• Closing your eyes and making a wish over the eyelash hair and posting it to god with a heavy blow.
•trying out all self written mantra - "I'm kreem chamundaya namah .... I'm kreem , aabra ka daabra .
•hoping for a reset button.
•wishing for a mishap in a hope that govt would declare a national holiday on Monday.

Monday would have never thought that its victory of being “the first day of the week after Sunday” would make it the most hated thing in the world.
And though it's very easy to take a resolution to start a new life from Monday but it is equally hard to make that commitment.

I love you dad

Dear Dad,

I don’t know how and how to give it a start and how will I end it too. You have given me so much that expressing it with my pilot, not possible at all.

Let’s start with a compliment:
“If GOD is SALMAN KHAN, than my DAD is RAJNIKANTH ”

Dad I still remember, the day you bought me that paddle car and I was the only one to have that car in the locality.

And how could I forget that, when on my birthday you ordered that ice-cream walla to sale ice-cream for free and you would pay. I could still visualize that moment, that people whom we don’t know even were enjoying your ice-cream party.

Sending me to the top most school of the city when you were going through your tough time and struggling with the financial crisis. But you never let me face the heat of that bitter time. You always kept me hidden under the coldness of your love and care.

You are the one who have given pictures to my every single word even before I speak to you. Bringing like hell a lot of things just after I took it out it from my mouth only. Further which I stopped telling you what I want because I afraid that you would again bring other things along with it and mom would scold me.

I remembered when I asked you for a sketch pen but you brought all the magic colour pens, wax colour and yes poster colour which even I didn’t know how to use them.

But that small child was unable to understand love and care behind the things you did for me that time. But now I am gone bigger, now I could understand everything. Now how could easily see how much I got pamper. How much love and care I have been getting since my childhood days.

I know you were going through your tough time when I was in my junior classes but you never broken that continuity of bringing gifts for me.

I remember when you use to come back home late at night but you never forgot to bring that favourite ‘MEWAD CONE’. Even after I got asleep, you used to make me awake and make me eat when even my eyes were not properly opened.

But I have not remember any single day, the time you scolded me up except for one when I have not given my name for the school’s GOA TRIP. And what you just said-“you will not miss a single school trip”. Is there anything for which you have stopped me from doing?? But luckily No …
You never asked me why I need this money, what all am I doing. You were never strict to me at all.

But now it is my time to make my dad proud and to give you a tribute for the things you have done for me.

I am very thankful to god that he has given me world’s bestest father like you and I would say you are god before god to me.

I hope every son would get such a wonderful soul as his father.
Love you dad !!

P.S – happy father’s day.

child - i'm frustrate.

ARGH!
Why did you bestow me with the patience, to wait for the right time, when there is no right time thing you have made for me .your theory is only for those who are already enjoying all the luxuries and assets.
Can’t you see me?? GOD…
Can’t you just see people around me??
Why am I not born in some TATA/BIRLA when my dreams are far big than all of them.
What so wrong that I have done in my past lives that I’m facing all these shits when I’m supposed to fly high in the sky with the velocity of my wishes and dreams.
I have just passed my graduation school but under the pressure of some hundred people who have already planned lots of things from the money I will earn.
Head of the family is expecting a transversal just after the completion of studies and planning to gift things to their loved ones and that also from the money I’ll earn.
Is for that reason have I given birth??
My childhood is spoiled with the taunts as I’m responsible for all the wrong things happened. Age when you can’t even spell pressure and burden correctly but you were carrying it with only one sentence in your head that I have to do it because dad has said this.
I have never been treated as a child but as a plant which will turn into a fruitful day someday.
Is for this reason, have I taken birth??
God! Just wanted to ask when you have already decided everything for me than why did you give the courage to fight with all these. I don’t understand why you want me to fight and struggle every single minute.
Is that you want me to die with all those limitless tries and with a last memory of a LOOSER. I just can’t fight anymore. What you just get out of giving me all these cuts every alternate day, why don’t you murder me in a single attempt. Why am I living such a bitter Life. Dude I’m not that strong to face your challenges anymore. I’m not that political even to get through all these easily.
I’m just tired of your so cold things called “part of life”. Leave me and focus some strong guy who knows all these politics. Murder me or leave me but I’m tired of these little pains every night.
Don’t I have right to fight for atleast one complete day without insecurity about my career and future.
My ancestor have lived a million dollar life but as I born you called all of them above with their million dollars and left a stony bed for me.
As I’m the biggest enemy of you, Is it??
Its been 22 years now, I also have the right to smile all the time and add hell a lot of joy to my life without this complex mesh of hopes and expectations around me.
There are millions of people in this world and you got me only to target. I’m just tired of taking all these challenges.

A hangover ..

While driving on the road, just after the rain stopped…
Watching the crowd move away from PVR as the movie was a flop…

Sometimes the car became a bullock cart run by an angel with a victory shine in those eyes…
And sometimes the gear was changed according to Imran khan’s amplifier beats...
All the signals welcomed by laughing green and this world became a no horn zone with a slow motion moving around…

Roadside very far was a white beauty waving her hand…
Asking for a lift standing on the wet brown sand…
But who cares when the hangover is just to rise…

Windows opened and the woofer was loud, mixing the beats of huge public applauds…
Tiny droplets in the air adding soul touching nodes to this ultimate hangover raga…
Inhaling all the booze from the air…
Running on the rainbow with my arms open widespread wanting some more…

Heard my phone is ringing, showing 17 missed calls and 8 new messages but it doesn’t make an impression to me when I was going through an even more pleasurable feeling than having sex…
Shops, malls, bikes, and cars… all passing away but I’m on my way…
That huge light calling me, attracting me like a naked girl…

Making me wish again and again that this hangover never goes blur...

P.S - I love dreaming 0_o

Not bad if I should elaborate you as D-esires R-aising E-nergy A-nd M-agic. However,it is easier to think about you but very tough to reach you, MY DREAM.

I certainly know that it is because of you that I don’t even get a few minutes time to call my mom who has given me birth. I know that it is because of you that I don’t even talk to my friends. I know that it is you who does not even lets me talk to my god who supports me all the time.

But, what I don’t find an answer to is that- ‘Is it like that I sleep calmly and fearlessly when I get your support thinking that you will make me shine like the brightest star in the sky? Or is it that you never let me sleep by making me run behind my lump sum of desires n cruel wishes?’

I want to be a big man owning a widespread business in the International market ,a name that is on everyone’s mouth… I want girls running behind my cars… I want to be awarded by our honorable president and I want lots more things.

There are times when you rob me off my sleep haunting me with ‘How would all of this be possible.’ And there are times when I peacefully sleep in your lap because you assure me that if I climb the stairs one by one then it will just be a kid’s play.

Its been years now that I have had you as a thought in my mind but now I strongly get a feeling that something is going to happen soon. So, should I start preparing myself for the king’s life now ?? 0_o

Definitely, you have taught me one thing in life. You have taught me that seeing dreams is not a bad thing. In fact, its good because it stops us from going the wrong way . It enables us to sleep perfectly knowing that there is something for which you have to wake up again . It also makes you self-disciplined somewhere which then helps you to become a part of a decent society .
Dreaming big is the first step towards our big & huge success . \m/

P.S - I love dreaming <3 <3

The Unsolved Mystery Of a Cake !!

Totally unexpected it was!
When I went off to sleep in the night and somebody called me up mid night saying, “Sir your order is on door”… All that came out of my mouth was ‘what the fuck, are you mad or what?’ Am I dreaming or some thing?’ And, I put the phone down. Again that delivery boy called me up and said – ‘Sir am getting late, please open the door’.
With no great feelings in my mind and with half open eyes plus of course the addition of those entire mother-sister things I knew, I decided to go downstairs.

I went downstairs with all those heavy foot steps taking exactly the same amount of time that a newly-wed bride takes when she has to leave her parents home. I took like around 15 minutes to cover a 10 step long distance, adjusting my boxers, finally I opened the door. And against all my expectations, a delivery boy was standing on the door with a box marked flying cakes over it. It was exactly the same scene that we normally see in movies.
There was a note tagged that said:

“HAPPY TWENTY ONE & HALF YEARS TO YOU!!
DON’T WASTE YOUR TIME THINKING ABOUT ME, YOU WOULD NEVER KNO WHO AM I!!
BUT I KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU OR I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT YOU!!
SOON GONNA CALL YOU UP!
HA ..HA.. HA ..
TAGOOO !!  “

My mind started flashing random people in my mind –
Is this Mohit..?? Kishneet ?? Prince ?? Aishwarya ?? Piyush’s budday cake ?? Anurag … Nimish ….baba..Mokkum ?? nidhi – preeti ..?? So and so ..??
Manjjuu ..?? but faridabad … na na !
Is this someone from goenkkaaaa …?? NO!
Thakral , Lullu ..?? No ways O_o
Or
Is this from GOD ??

I just opened the box, a decent & a small chocolate cake with a big TARUN written over it. My biggest weakness - chocolate cake is in front of me and I am the only one who has to hunt this cake. My mouth was completely watered and I don’t know where my sleep ran away..
I cut the cake, I was just about to taste that but my inner soul woke up at the same time –
What is this dude, you are going twenty one and half and you are not partying? What if you are alone there in the room, you must party hard…??
I started with David Guetta’s sexy bitch at around 1’o clock when there was complete silence around and followed by some random ass shaking Punjabi tracks; the floor was all naked waiting for me!!
I put the camera on automatic mode and I murdered that decent looking cake as fast as I could because it was not possible for me to wait anymore!
With a mug full of coke (no alcohol) along with lots of excitement & love for the person who has done this, I felt like thanking this random person.
What a wonderful start of the day it was! Absolutely touching and fun!
It was not good but the best! I have no words to describe this most wonderful day of my life!