Monday, March 11, 2013

life

relationship between a boy and his grandmother has always been good. it is true the grandfathers love their granddaughter and grand mother loves their grandson . i keep searching love in the eyes of the peoples and  i saw "true love" in the eyes of that lady .
i was travelling from mathura to delhi in Punjab mail , and i saw that old lady...... old doesn't mean very old , she must be around 57-63 and she was traveling from warli to rohtak . when i entered the compartment at mathura she was sleeping . as the train started after some stops she woke up.. she was sitting near the window... she might had been very beautiful at her age.... her hairs were blown by the wind.... but ther was something in her eyes.. it just has a different look... even i couldn't find it.....
she was always asking how much time would it take to reach rohtak.... i concluded she must be going to rohtak... in the meantime many vendors were passing through and they were selling a huge number of items from socks to cigrattes, little toys, flowers... every thing.
the lady stopped on of the vendor... she wanted a glowing ball.. the vendor had that ball , but it was too pricey for her ..... she wanted it in 10 rs and vendor was not ready to give it in less than 25 rs..... oh what a poor lady... may be her grandson wanted that ball...... but the lady didn't had enough money..
vendor left her..... after some time another vendor came and this one had a lot of items....but poor one didn't had the glowing ball.... but he had a small glowing bird..... the old lady liked that bird and it was in her budget ....... 10rs glowing bird... she took the bird , checked it thrice and kept it in her small pouch.
she might be thinking how her little one will react....... but she should know that the little has already got a beautiful gift from god. as god made her the grandmother of that child

p.s: got has his own ways


Monday, March 4, 2013

this is me

people like me think a lot....matlab ki chor diya jaye toh chhote reh jayenge... but when it comes to writing i couldnt concerate.... i cannot concentrate in many things.... i love to sit around without doing any thing.... agar koi hobby puche toh apna toh yahi hobby hai...... but as soon as you come to serious business.. ye saab chorna padta hai.... log kehte hai ki is aadat kpo chooro but you couldnt stop yourself.... bad habbits return....
aab mere cls mai hi dekh lo..... teacher sikhante hai.. read with purpose... look forward to your goal... par apna toh nishana hi nahi lag raha... kya batayun bahut buri haalat hai.... aur koi solution bhio nahi lag raha


pehle 10th board mai kam number aaye.. phir history repeated in 12th board.... phir soch abhi dikhata hoon seedha iit mai jaayunga... koi fayada nahi hua... lack of concentration ,,, bad sitting habits.... takinng excessive breaks between studies..... ye saab apna kaam karta hai...
phir socha itme mai kaam nahi chalega..... aab kuch bada karna padega.... maine bola abhi dikhata hoon... seedha delhi university mai top karoonga.... bihar ka jhanda oocha karna hai...par yaha mai iske kareeb tha...par yaha kismat beech mai aa gay... bitch please keh kar usne meri le li.....

par hosla nahi haara bola jab tak hai jaan naam kamana hai jhanda oocha karna hai... aab seedha ias top karoonga... par ssare bad habits peecha nahi chor rahe
1. apan ko ladki chahiye
2. apan ko badhiya khana chahiye
3. apan ko badhiya bistar chahiye
4. apan ko stress free life chahiye
5. apan ko aazadi ko .... freedom.... koi bandhan nahi
6. zyada padhan bhi nahi pare
7. institute k saare bacche apan ki ji hazoori kare
8. apan ko toh sharukh khan "status" chahiye.


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