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"Kya hai... din bhar ungliyaan hi chalate rahte ho.. kabhi laptop par.. kabhi cellphone.. kabhi haath pair bhi chala liya karo !!", my mom exclaimed as the phone kept ringing..

"no way.. u cuming.. v not knw anything", said sonam.. God, she has done language course in French... but often i believe it could have been better had she done a course in English... anyway...

"Yaar... Nahi yaar... =/ ", "Aacha fine.. in what time ??", "Damnit... in just 15 mins... !!", I said after a few useless replies from her side except "Someone special is coming"..
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"Yaar.. yeh Sejal kabhi time par nahi aati hai.. kya karun mein iska.. !!", said Sonam with touch of Kali Mata's anger in her eyes, for a moment even i myself was wondering if she's gonna really kill her or is it me who's going to get the beating.

"Arreee.. kuch mat kar.. chill maaar.. she knows, we need to spend a lot more time alone", I said with a strikingly distinct flirty tone.

Hey Hey.. Nothing like that i love to flirt (actually i do).. But its simple that i cant afford to be serious when with them... Little Sweethearts they are... I hope their Boyfriends are not reading this... ;) :->

Hmmm.. So.. Finally they Arrived.. Sejal and The Special One..
Hmmmm.. She was... really.. Impressive... a very appealing suit, white in color.. hair pulled back.. lip gloss.. aaahh.. what an impressive girl.. but.. ummmm... But i wished she was like in structure.. anyway.. a real good girl.. i could notice some flesh too.. but had i indicated that earlier i would have been hanged... !!

Hmmm.. I was seriously smitten by the looks... And then Sejal introduced her... "Nikhil.. this is Ridhima... Ridhima.. THIS is Nikhil", pointing at me as if i had committed a felony.

I immediately offered a hand... didn't want to lose the very chance to get the first touch
and the first words dropped down from those lovely glossed lips, "Ohh.. toh yeh hai Nikhil... !!" as she shook hands with me.

We grabbed ourselves some place to sit... Luckily i got the couch... man, what a lovely couch it was.. :D

So, it was Sejal and Ridhima in front of me.. and Sonam besides me..
Honestly Speaking... I wasn't able to get my eyes off her which left me with no option and no sense of what was happening around me and there she said, "I'm really shocked... the guy who was unstoppable in chats, is so so so quiet in person..."

Anyway... we kept chatting.. here n there.. this n that.. n then she said.. "Yarr... i gotta go... its late.. !!" so, somehow we convinced her to tell a lie to her parents and forge out some time... :)

And, in all this i really could not help imagining her.. WOW !!
it was fun.. thodi se face reading.. thodi se assumptions.. thode se tukke.. :)

All the time i was praying.. "Yaar kaash yeh single ho..".. "Please.. koi past na ho.." "Please Please Please.. !!"

Anyway... This is how she came across to me for the first time... We started Chatting on FB too.. Initially i was holding back a lot when i used to chat.. taking care of little little things, etc etc...
But later, after few months i realized... I don't need to do all this... Awesome Chick hai.. Single bhi hai... Hit maarne ka sahi mauka bhi hai... Lets just go for it..

But.. But.. But.. Shes Pretty Smart... i could figure out that... so i thought to give it a little more time... and this was the golden period when i realized what exactly she is..

Beneath her thick skin... lies a very soft hearted girl.. Beneath her peppy talks lies a lady who can be unimaginably strong n matured... Beneath her "JI JI" thing lies an extremely naughty girl... Beneath herself... lies the Ridhima...

Sorry Darling... Can't really say much for u.. coz there's a lot more to know about you... !!



And Readers... This is not a heartfelt sentimental blog... This is just because i lost a bet and i was forced to write it!! :D

But, in any case i loved to write it... :))


Chaaao...

We need... ??

post..... :|

Post... !!! :O

POST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! x-(

I need a new post... i need to write a new one... anyhow... anything... Stuck in such bizarre moment, i lay down... thinking... but still not coming up to any conclusion... heavy head kept screaming which echoed more than anything else, why should i?? whats my reason?? do i have my resolve yet??

I tried answering these question, tried to get the most reasonable and such an answer which would pose me as a great guy... with awesome sense of living... etc etc..

But really, i was stuck at only one thing... I realized that i was only trying to run away... run away from the depths of being incomplete... from the world where everything comes to a halt after sometime... be it the success coming up, be it free caller tune service, be it that pretty girl/guy who you met a week before... everything will come to an end... and i kept running away from all of it.

Running away from accepting the fact that this Blog Funda is temporary and will soon wrap up... Running away from accepting that this can happen with everyone... Running away from every reality which comes crashing down to pulverize my lies.

Really, But is this the case with others too??
Are we all running from something?? Are we all afraid of something??

Trying to hide from our very own existence... Ignoring someone just for the sake of not seeing that one puny thing, that one insignificant person which might provoke us, who might release us from the shackles of our control and consciousness..!!

Why... do us, we Humans... possessor of Tiny Insignificant Heart n Mind, have to think about matters around us... matters which we know can't be resolved but yet whose solution is as easy as 1+1 = 2.

Why do we need to attach ourselves with people and their things that later we end up crying over our muddled lives with some grains left in hand.

GOD !!!..... aren't ppl around us getting more n more depressed with every passing moment??
Yes.. they are.. Yes.. ppl are not good.. Yes.. ppl are depressed with themself... Yes.. ppl do hate others... Yes... Yes... YES !!

But, is that going to change the reality?? will that change the fate of that person??
Of course not... but still, see... we run away from accepting the reality... and still, we tend to find bits of comfort in our devastated relationships... Still, we tend to pose high-fi and then later cry over the phone...

So Hollow........ So Weak....... Unimaginably worthless.....
What kind of ppl we have transformed into... no one is happy... nobody cares... and still no body is ready to Accept.. Accept the Pain, the Pleasure... the Resurection, the Demolition...We Shun... but still we have to Show.. !!

God... how wasted we are.. !!

English Project File

Cleaning my place.. throwing some old stuff out.. clinging to resolve -- AAJ TOH SAAFAI KARKE HI RAHUNGI !!!

Mom found one very interesting file... English Project File... Weird naa.. exactly.. that's what i exclaimed when she handed it over to me....

Seriously... i was flipping through it.. first thing in it was related to Fire Alarm, which my bro had made in XI class... then the main file started.. topics were..

• Cuttings on people.
• Cuttings on environment.
• Cuttings on offers.
• Cuttings on Science Facts.
• Bar Graph of Marks in Term 1 and Term 2.
• Nature Poem.

I flipped... flipped.... flipped... with a big smile on face, which left mom perplexed with what was going through my mind !!

She kept on asking, "Hass kyun Rha hai !!... hass kyun rha hai.. !! "

But, now how do i make her understand... that even i didn't had any inkling about it... in fact, i wasn't even listening to what she said... lost in my own world, i was just flipping..

From cuttings of some "Smart Survivor in maze of politics" to cutting from "Obituary".. from "Noise levels during Diwali" to "Reasons to keep Air Clean"... i was just flipping, rather going through at ultra fast pace.
skipping the science section and marks distribution graph.. i directly came onto the Poem part...
still wondering if i wrote it... and, if i did then when..

Anyway, i read it.. "Here it Comes"... appellation of the poem.. and the next thing in mind was, "Yeaaa.. of course.. here it comes, hogi koi pakaaau, bakwaas shayari meri phir se !!.. "

Here it comes, here it comes,
Sun is down, calm and sound.

Here it comes, here it comes,
ringing bells in sea-shells, scaring away the red knights of sun

Here it comes, here it comes,
night is falling, showing her face to mankind.

Here it comes, here it comes,
Here it comes, here it comes.

-- Nikhil Pandey
IX-E
K.V.A.G.C.R.

"Ninth !!!!!!... i wrote this in ninth.. mann.. !! did i had any talent back then.. ??", questioning myself i was smiling... i recalled... it was back then, when the teacher had asked us to write a poem (no cheating) and present it in class... i still remember, how proudly i stool among the other 5 people.

:)) ... to be honest, i never had been good in scoring... always believed in education with a little twist, its not like i never knew or understood whats going in class or no idea of the subject... but it was just that i was more of a recreational guy... Marks ke peeche kaun pade !! (which still reflects in my CGPA !!)

By now, i was able to recall every moment when i wrote it... it was evening, looking out from my room's window... i kept on scribbling in the notepad, every tits n bits of matter that could strike my mind.. still struggling hard with words (first time tha yar... words never come easily..) !!
Anyway, after 1000 cuttings and paragraph positioning.. i was able to compose this one..

And, the best moment was when my teacher asked, "Nikhil, you wrote this.. !! NO.. i can't believe it.. !!" and then i ran to grab that notepad, flipping out the pages for the one i needed... and then with a Confidence full of Pride, i present a page, full of Cuttings, twisted words, spelling mistakes and i say, "Ma'am, this is the rough i did... Mein sachi bol rha hun... maine hi likhi hai..." and then when ma'am accepted.. and i swaggered down the class to my last bench.. !! -- this was the moment, when i had my first ride with words... since then it has changed a lot (for better i guess)... things, people, matters, emotions... but still, there's one thing... which didn't change.. it was ME!!

Its not just me... if u look around yourself... so many things have changed... Talk about that tall building which was eating dust a few years back or talk about that abandoned flat where the new girl lives... be it the new car of Mr. Mehra or new cellphone of Ashi... Everything's constantly changing... its just you, who has been keeping his identity for such a long time now... So... ultimately, i urge to find yourself... deep in you... do exactly what u like to do... one will find it foolish to follow.. but, one day you'll realize.. that when u look back into your memory bank, it's such weird and unreasonable things only, which show their face and leave a smile... !!

Confusion

Strange appellation to this post... right ??
Yes sir, it is... in fact, i was confused until the very last moment of publishing this post !!

To have a look people around me, we have maths champs... extremely outgoing ppl... authors... druggists... cooks... journalists... dancers... doctors... in overall, we meet a plenty of people, masters of their field with experience ranging from zero to infinity.. And in present times, where there is such a rat race... such strong competition going on... its really hard or should i say baseless to aim low, everyone wants 100%, everyone wants to be in the top cream, everyone strives to be the master...

But ever cared to meet a jack of all trades... you must have never met a person who could do everything, if not completely but still upto some good amount... And has ever anyone or you have thought of being just a Jack... A Jack of Everything.. ??

I have, i want to be one... I don't want to wait for the electrician to fix the lights for me... I don't want myself running down when my phone dies... I don't want kick my CPU when its full of viruses... I don't want to stay quiet if someone resorts for my help in any matter...
But, i do want to serve my guests with the best style possible, i want to be center of attraction when comes to problem solving and all i want is ability to fix or at least try to fix any vagrant problem... But, then at the same time...getting such ability is really difficult.

Right from the start, we are taught to be master of one and rely on others for different matters.
But, even that's not entirely bad, its good to be social & ask others for help... But isn't it good to have an idea of everything on your own too??

Why are we taught to do things & keep sticking to them until we are master of them and when you have mastered it then keep pursuing the same thing up your entire life... Why does one has to become one thing in life, can't he be multi-dimensional??

Is it necessary to be stuck in old dirt?? Why can't we experience all the faces of life we want to??
Why can't we just DO things, GAIN from it and GO forward in life, to do some other thing?? and make ourselves exposed to so many things, realize matters and gain knowledge... make ourselves tougher !!

Coming onto another aspect... there are two parts of society... like, of a house, the upper part and the lower part.

Upper part -- the walls, the floors... anything above the ground.

Lower part -- the Foundation... those few feets of Brick-work, on which the whole upper part is standing... the raising platform.

if u look more closely, u'll realize that every season the upper parts get a new paint job, plastering.. care, love and appreciation.
and, lower part... nobody looks at it... bas... ek baar bana dia and bhool gaye... But look at the irony of it, if u'll remove it then the whole building will come crashing down... Those few bricks, subjected to eternal darkness, stress and pressure.... all that just to make the building stand better... Clearly, The brick of the foundation needs to be tougher than the ones used for structure.

Similar way... is the side of Masters and Jugaados... Masters make up the face of the society... and Jugaado ppl make up the lower part.. nobody appreciates them, but still they are necessary, they are the ones who know a lot.. But still.... anyway, these Jugaad ppl need to be more stiff-minded.. and so they are.

but, if i ponder over it further... Exposing myself to various professions will make me resource full for sure.. I will gain a good stand as "JUGAADO" in society, i will make enough money i need to sustain myself...but will it get money so that i may level up from just sustaining?? will it get me the name, the respect i desire in society, will it benefit me and my upcoming generations...???

That's something everyone nowadays is facing... A choice !!... and to be honest many of us don't even have a slightest idea of how to get through it...

Should i pursue a dream which makes me happy, makes me feel much more suited, makes me feel free.... or should i think of my family, think of my upcoming kids, think of money and do a job which will simply suck out everything i have, every bit of life and throw bundles of note on my face... ??

it really shakes me up sometimes and leaves me with a questions... rather a choice.. of pride or freedom??? dignity or family?? money or happiness?? responsibility or... myself??

Remembrance...

I've been thinking this evening.. wasn't sure what to write or what to not.. in fact, i'm pretty unsure for now too.

One of my very good friend, Sejal, had been kicking me like anything to write something... something to acknowledge the term "Friendship". But, how can i make her understand that words for such things are hard to come up, not sure if i'll write a good piece like the ones before, but still.. lets give it a shot.

Friend : ummmmm.. dances with you in rains.. you can scream your heart out when drunk.. shoulder to cry upon when sad... person to hug when extremely happy... the person whom you can call midnight and say "yaarr... bhukk lag rhi hai!! mann bhi nahi lag rha hai... apna thoda sa dimaag de de na khaane ko :(( .... Puhhhhlleeeezzz.... :) " ... or is it more???

Really, to be honest.. friendship is limitless... its Murious.
Its a True and Honest relationship which knows no boundations, no reason, no plea and no rules.
You surely must be having many people around you tall, thin, dark, healthy, short, fat, fair, wheatish complexion... There are so many people whom you contact in day to day life... so many people you come across... but at the end of the day, its one's Friends only which prove to be the ultimate Stress-buster.

I've been really very fortunate... THANK LORD, for having wonderful friends around me, who secretly played significant role in my life... Manipulating, twisting, configuring, inspiring and motivating for the best...

Thinking of how i got started with Sejal (the sole person to whom i will dedicate this post), it was a spark... ummmm... out of nowhere we just got on.

Story goes something like this... She used to study in same tution as me, but i being shy guy, we never conversed much and that too was in 8th or 9th.. and then she left n i didnt get to see her.
Then one fine day, while i was coming back home from school (in 11th), proudly on my Atlas Vogue... As some work going on the side-lanes i thought to change my route.. This was when i saw her going home... bag loosely hung from one shoulder, looking downwards, a specky and thin girl, quite lucrative body structure, as i gave a closer look i could see pretty more interesting matters... pretty interesting she was looking (wont mind saying this...) ;)

For a moment, i was left agape and kept on thinking what do i do...!!! anyway, it would have been really awkward to say a "Hi" just like that after so long... so i peddled up the cycle and went past her.

Next day, with heart beat pumping to max, i left late from school, again took that route and again saw her.. but still, didn't greet her though i was paying full attention expecting her to say "HI", i crossed her sluggishly... but still.. nothing happened.

I spent a few days doing the same, trying to find the average time when she leaves from school, shows up on the gate of Defence Enclave and then heads up to home after having a good chat with Keertika (her friend)... I wanted to do so for two reasons, One -- i didn't want to act like a fool as i waited for her to show up.. and Second -- i obviously wanted her to be alone when i talk to her as i didn't have enough guts to talk with someone around.. :P :D

Sometimes fixing the cycle, sometimes fixing the bag, sometimes tying and untying shoe laces or fixing the cycle chain, i did all till she showed up, so i could note the time & finally i was able to calibrate my timings to her...

Step 2 -- TALK TO HER... the hardest part was it, really, talking to a girl... & worst part is that she knows me, so this rules out the "just like that" entry.

Reason! Reason! Reason! Reason! Reason! ... i wanted this to strike a conversation with her.. :(

And Finally, one day... i got it.. was peddling at high speed, taking sharp turns and SCREEEEEEEEEECH !!
i braked hard as a car came unknowingly, skidding the cycle sideways towards her, i was wondering or worried or perhaps muddled up that if i am going to hit her or not, anyway whatever it was... it left her pale and there was my chance... it felt as if the reason i was looking all over came running to me like a beautiful bride, dressed elegantly in white and flowers being showered all over.. !! :P

Taking advantage of it or what people call "Chance pe Dance..", i said, "Ohh.. shit.. i'm sorry, kahin lagi toh nahi...", "you're okay, right??" and there she was with a strikingly disfigured smile, "Yes, of course i am fine", "Its okay, i am fine.."

Ummmmm.. then without wasting any time i said, "you're sejal right.. ??", still apologizing once in a while, which was really to actually borrow sometime and think over what to say next..

Gazing into her pink glasses, i wondered how can glasses be colorful :-/
coz i had never seen one... anyhow, she later told me that she gets them tinted.. we kept chatting, kept walking...
And then at Swasthya Vihar Market she said, "Yuppp.. so, Nikhil, it was nice meeting you, ab yahaan se you'll have to head back your home, yahaan sab mujhe jaante hai...", the very next moment i said, "Haan, ofcourse.. infact i was about to say same thing..." & smiled... must have been the most amusing or probably the Dumbest smile or whatever it was, but she laughed. This really gave me some confidence & i headed back to my home with a limo long smile.

Fir kya thaaaaaa.... !!
we started talking pretty often, i used to sometime wait for her on the gate and vice-versa & then we headed back together, it was a nice feeling..... hehehe.. or may be the hormones... :D :D
Finally, it became more of a routine, we used to meet after school, talk for a while.. in fact she was the first girl i was so open... and the first one i was hitting on...

She must be laughing if shes reading it right now... So, this is how it all started, now i've known her for more than 8 years... we are best of friends.. There have been times when we've gone through some rough patches(in our respective lives) but this friendship we had, helped a lot getting out of the abyss.
I'm really thankful for her... for.. ummm.. actually nothing materialistic.. but thank you, for the way they feel.. the way they make me feel.. :))

So, now all i have to say is be Honest, be caring, stop pretending & be a true friend... Its very very necessary and being a friend is really a very tough job.
Cherish your friends, praise them, kick them, beat them, worship them or love them... But do it with fair intentions and a True Heart.

There are plenty of things which cannot be shared, plenty of emotions that can't be expressed, numerous coffee moments which are left unsaid... but i think, this is what all together makes Friendship.

Just can't end this post.. anyway have to... so, i'll do it with the loveliest lines from Nickelback's Song -- If Everyone Cared.

If everyone cared and nobody cried,
If everyone loved and nobody lied,
If everyone shared and swallowed their pride,
Then we'd see the day, when nobody died.

The Power of Dreams

Isn't it really awkward to have dreams...??

Dreams of the car u saw the other day.. dream of that awesome chick half naked.. dream of getting top score in exams... dream of the first salary.. dream of snakes, birds and other animals... !!

Yes it is... really, that's one simple thing which even Science cannot explain, how it establishes its relation with the reality yet to come.. does our mind time-travel and collects info and displays us the matter ???

DON'T KNOW ABOUT IT !!... but it does work... and what you perceive in dream is not the reality but its meaning is real.. Confused??

i meant, if you see someone screaming at you.. then its not that someone will actually shout at you... but, to hear or dream that someone is screaming indicates that some friend or family member is in need of your help.

Weird ???
Yes, of course... even i used to say the same.. then a few personal experiences and i started believing too.

Lets first get on to the meaning of Dreams... !!
but before that, let me tell u essence of what i had learned from myBlack Magic Endeavors.. Firstly, Its a really shitty thing to get into, don't ever even think of doing it, bcoz its totally based on Equilibrium, if u want something to happen, something has to pay up...
and, it requires a great deal of concentration... Anyhow, i thought of building my concentration levels first...

Steps for building your concentration levels, is as follows:

• Free your mind... for this you need to worry your mind n body from every crap u have, like, water n electricity bills, idiotic boss, monotonous workload, soporific lectures... EVERYTHING.
  And do so, sit down, close ur eyes... imagine a really big Trashcan.. imagine yourself putting all these worries into it... do it for 3-4 times a day (if u are novice).

• Build up Concentration Level.. for this, (after completing level 1), maintain a diary and a specific Black PEN (black body, black ink).. every night, before going to bed, keep it besides you... and say to yourself "I will note each and every thing i see in my dreams... and will raise my Concentration Levels..". Now, Sleep.. when u wake up... spend at least 15 minutes recalling what you saw in ur dreams and jot it down in ur diary... initially, it will be more in points but as u will advance you'd be able to recall dreams completely.

By this, you'd be able to raise ur concentration level and build up a good channel between your conscious and sub-conscious mind...

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Dreams, there are plenty of confusing definitions for it, ranging from core myth to scientific reasoning... from new born child to the old guy in neighborhood...
lets first start with the generality of what Dreams really are...

Dreams are a communication of body, mind and spirit in a symbolic communicative environmental state of being. That's it! Now that you are thoroughly confused let me explain in layman's language. Our brains are in constant activity. Different states of consciousness (like awake, asleep, alert, drowsy, excited, bored, concentrating or daydreaming) cause different brain wave activity. Our conscious mind, or the part we think with, our "window" into life, only takes up a very small portion of our brain activity. (some say this is only 10%) Other areas control things like breathing, heartbeat, converting light to vision, sound to hearing, balance when we walk, etc. etc. This too has it's own percentage (small). Another area controls imagination. This area is widely an undiscovered frontier.


Imagination is more then dreaming of a new car or picturing someone with their cloths off! When you look at clouds and see shapes, or wood grain and see images, this is the "order from chaos" part of your imagination. The mind cannot deal with chaos very well, in fact it will resist it and sometimes manufacture order. (very important to the dreaming process.)This too occupies a small percentage of brian activity. Then there is memory. Memory is vast! And I believe it occupies more of the brains resources then most people believe.


And then there is the activity called dreaming. I think that to a certain extent, we dream all the time. Even while awake! But the process is functioning in our subconscious mind, out of view from our "window". If defined precisely, they may not be referred to as dreams technically, but the activity is very closely related. During certain cycles of brain activity while asleep, we can "view" these dreams with our conscious mind and record them in our memory. (this is why we sometimes remember them, thou i remember most of them, God's Gift.. Or probably that's because i had practiced remembering them).

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So, What are dreams?

Well, with the above kept in mind (especially the order from chaos part) try to imagine this.; Your brain mind and spirit, while at rest "review" and analysis in it's own way long term, short term and spirit memory. It kicks around emotions, thoughts, ideas, actions and interactions of the short term memory. It has in it's background the trends of your life and philosophy to influence it. Your mind is also processing spiritual data, your beliefs, whether or not you violated them, your information gained through psychic intuition (we ALL have this to a certain degree) and of course, any communication from God. ALL THIS data, as well as your subconscious "reading between the lines" of what people do and tell you, is then processed unsupervised by you!

All this data is a form of chaos, and your mind (like seeing images in wood grain or clouds) puts it all together in a form of visual "screenplay", a medley of sight, sound,emotion and imagined interactivity. The end result is.... You guessed it, a dream!

Ahh, but would it not be nice if it were that simple! :P
Dreams are easily influenced by factors in your life and spirit, and these influences create "categories" that are almost infinite. We do broadly categorize them in terms like "prophetic, standard, physical and nightmare" (to name just a few) And these we study each their own, in order to gain benefit from them. I look at it this way: Our mind and spirit together with our brain, is actually the greatest computer ever devised! To understand it's "back of the house" processing is to learn more about ourselves, God, our future and each other. Many things can be gained from dreams, better health (mental and physical), entertainment and even financial gain! (dreaming of a invention or idea) Now that you know some of the basics about dreaming and what (theoretically) dreams are you should have a better grasp on how to understand and use your dreams.

Now, this was all i had read n understood about dreams... and now, let me narrate you an incident which turned me from Non-believer to Totally-Devoted.

It started with calls from every corner of India, north-south, east-west.. from people i know , claiming to have seen my death and instructing me to be more cautious than ever... for a second it did left me agape... i had just got up and it was the first thing i heard in morning.. however, i caught hold on myself, migrated my vagrant mind into rahul's room and there was he, telling his story to the guys.. the moment i entered, he saw me and said, 'yaar.. tu theek hai na?? kuch hua toh nahi..?? Tu believe nahi karega ki maine kya sapna dekha...'

I said, 'Ab tune kya dekh liya... !!', still pissed off with those astonishing calls..

rahul, 'Your death... it started like, u wake me up one night, ur face is half charred... Sukhii... mein bata nahi sakta, how horrible it was.. Trust me !!... and i wake up..'

me, 'Abe.. yeh ho kya raha hai.. why is everybody watchin my death !!'

and soon the longing comment from Anurag came, 'Sapne mien maut dekhne ka matlab hota hai ki Umar badh jana... m sure ur gonna live more..'

'LOL.. yeh kya hai !!.. really.. who cares, m already pissed off with this much life.. aur jeene ka matlab hai aur preshaan hona.. !! I wished ki cancer-vancer, aids-vaids ho jaaye.. taaki jaldi peecha chute...!!', I said while taking it all lightly now.

'chupkar.. fir aisa bola toh khidkii se neeche fekk dunga.. tujhe kya lagta hai, tere ko cancer ya aids hoga toh tere parents tujhe aise hi chodh denge marne ke liye.. aakhiri dum tak koshish karte rahenge woh.. kabhi socha hai ki aisa bolne se pahle, ki marne ke baad kitne log dukhi hone wale hai.. IDIOT !! ', rahul said, this came pretty bad to me... Ofcrse i know it.. i didnt actually mean my lines.. i was jus kidding.. lekin ab rahul ko kaun samjhaaye...

'aacha, sudeep aa rha hai aaj.. haina ??? shukaar hai.. ab project mein kuch progress hogi..', anurag said with some tension on his face...

'haan aa toh rha hai.. but..', me, with disgust visible on my foreline.

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'so ja.. so ja.. 5 baje hai abhi...', said my roommate as he switched up the lights.. came by the morning bus.

GOSH kya banda hai yaar yeh... this is was the thing in mind when he came.. anyway, i was too sleepy to say anything so i slept again..

'Ummmmmmmmm...ahhhhhhhh... time kya hua hai...', i said while stretched like a Dog.

'its 2pm... ONLY!! u again missed ur class... anyway, yeh dekh, what i brought from delhi.... tan taaana.. DREAMERS DICTIONARY... only rs. 50, bahut dhoondne ke baad milli', roommate said.

'no way.. cant be real.. sachi.. mann.. nice yarr..', i said, with almost as astonished as yesterday's calls.

'you said na that u can recall dreams but cannot make out what they mean.. this will help u a lot...', roommate...

to be honest, for the first time in 3 yrs i felt so good and thankful to him... anyway, without wasting any time i picked up the book and searched for the meaning of "DEATH", and to no surprise, it did mean Increment in age...

so.. what now, i started dreaming and kept checking the meanings...

for the past few days now, the dreams were vagrant but they're meaning was just close to saying.. you will have a good fortune, financial and reputation gains are expected...
Quite good it was to read them, but they were not strong enough for me to believe them...

then one day, we went for lunch.. and then i slept.. and when i woke up..its was 5pm... my head was really heavy with the drowsiness and longed for a cup of tea... i sprang up and sat in Yogi posture.. trying to recall what i had seen in my dreams..

this time i saw it... clearly..

i saw my ransacked room.. everything was lying here n there in total mess, point to note is that nothing was missing, it was just that everything was mispositioned... and then i open my Bed-box, in their, the Suitcases are missing, i see my quilt in it and on over that... my College Shirt, soiled up.. very very dirty shirt dating back to years.. !!!

this was the dream i could recall... and then in second attempt, i could manage to recall the other part, i.e.

Me, my brother and one of College friend, we are in Nirman Vihar Park (the one besides the Jain temple).. its full of water.. depth of water is almost around that of a swimming pool.. Dirty Brown water... and we are competing in it..

I immediately pulled up the Dreamer's Dictionary Book and looked for the meanings..

Dirty Clothes - Health needs attention... it is possible to fall Ill easily.

Swimming - To dream that you are swimming, suggests that you are exploring aspects of your unconscious mind and emotions. The dream may be a sign that you are seeking some sort of emotional support. It is a common dream image for people going through therapy.
To dream that you are swimming underwater, suggests that you are completely submerged in your own feelings. You are forcing yourself to deal with your emotional difficulties.

To my despair, i could not find any thing related to Ransacked room... tried looking the words Ransack, misplaced, mispositioned, comb... x-(
But, could not get hold on anything... However, i ignored the Health thing (thanks to the SECRET LAW), bcoz had i been thinking about it i would have attracted it and fell ill...

Well.. with these results, i cudn't be one in calm composure... but it was fine, after plenty of good results, i didnt mind having a few bad ones... Reminds me one of the sayings, Good Times are corollary to Bad Times... and vice-versa... Which can make it a big Vicious Circle.. However... its oKay.. ;)

so... a few days passed.. i kept myself busy with the GRE Prep i was doing.. 4th wordlist of the night, last word Rummage and it meant Ransacked room... And the first thing which came to mind was that dream... I came running to my room, picked up the book and looked for the meaning...

Rummage - small gains are expected.

This, brought me back to 7th sky... after a long day, a few emotional heart-attacks... and Tiring GRE Prep, this was the best i could hope for... and then a call from my sweetheart..

Next day came again, got up.. mussled my eyes.. and next thing... AAAAAAAANNNNCHUUUUU....Ummmmmm...AAAAAAAAANNNNCHUUUU....

'Hey bhagwaan.. yeh kya ho gya subah subah...'
Anyway, the whole day went like this only... went to Wakna that day, got my hair clipped... 7inches hair were cropped into 7cm hair !!!...
Everywhere i kept sneezing... that too without any reason... Kicked out of lecture for disturbing the class... fumbled into Dean while i sneezed.. Sneezed while i was trying to have a chuski of Tea (resulting into another nightmare)..

BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH... and only God knows why it was happening..

i couldn't even count how many times i had sneezed.. in the end, i fell ill.. cough, cold, fever... had my dinner, took medicine and before going to bed i said to myself "I will find an answer to Why i got ill, suddenly, out of nowhere...".

After this mind make up i slept and now what i saw was a Whitish Image.. and it had said "I had warned u..."..

i woke up.. recalled everything happened and i realized that it was the Straight Answer for what i said to myself before going to bed... "I will find an answer to Why i got ill, suddenly, out of nowhere"... and answer was.. "I had warned you..."

and now, i realized those Dirty Cloth thing... it meant Ill Health coming up... Freaky Isn't it...

But its true, here am I.. in little fever.. totally Bugged with the sickness.. and now, i really believe that, there is certainly something really big and unknown going around...

A magical power which is driving... like my friend said, This world is an illusion, and like this world there are plenty other worlds too... and when these worlds interfere with each other, you have an experience which is out of this world.

Anyway, i can't explain how these thing came to me... Every dream.. every meaning was fitting into life with such accuracy that i can't deny the fact that, YES this is really Amazing and there is really a world and one procedure which lies Unexplainable in front of me..

I hope, you'd be as amazed as i feel right now... and will strive to know your meanings... :))
So, All you have to do is to go this link and check your dream's meaning.. or post me your dream...

http://www.dreammoods.com/dreamdictionary/




or you can buy this book, " The Dreamers Dictionary " by Lady Stearn Robinson and Tom Corbett. It is the one which i personally use to serve the purpose... a Tip: try to breakup the dreams you see in words and then try searching them, look for the feeling is more intense and the outcome in the Book... IT DOES WORK !!

chaao... :))

Sweat... !

"How Reckless...", is the reaction when someone runs his first finger on his forehead followed by jerking his hand and SMACK goes the sweat droplets, rushing down like a crashed plane and BOOM hits the ground.

I have seen number of people wiping their head off, their face, having some handkerchief around neck... and this all just because of sweat.

Sweat - a very very important part of one's system, keeps the body cool, throws a lot of toxins out, etc etc....

Everyone knows how important sweating is... and the best part is, one sweats from almost everywhere... head, face, neck, chest, back, thighs, legs.... but ever cared to notice, does your ear sweat???

Number of times you must have noticed people working out and then sweating like HELL !!
but, How many times have you seen one's ear sweating.. how many times have you tried wiping your ear !!

Amusing isn't it... !!

in fact, when you workup your ears, like talking for hours on phone, headphones for long, etc etc.. they don't sweat.. in fact, They get red and hot.. amazing isn't it.... :)

to make this ultimate natural phenomenon "WORK UP UR EARS N GET THEM RED HOT" a parody, I'd fathom that may be your ears start working like a Heat Sink.. ;) they radiate the heat instead of cooling it off with the coolants like sweat.. ha ha ha ha..

but, sincerely... to give a thought, there are so many things which are so amusing about ones body... and we are so big idiots that we are caught up in some stupid relationship worries or any crap like that... C'mon yarr.. when you dun understand yourself completely (like, you dun have an answer to this Sweat thing) then how can you expect anyone else to understand you.. :)


oh shit sorry... my mind got swayed by the events encountered this evening.. anyway.. give a thought to this SWEAT thing... Google it or ponder over it.. whatever you do.. but do try to give an explanation to it...

and yea, to give a preview, next post wud be - relation of this SWEAT THING to the Society...

cheers.