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Disclaimer :- Long post .. But people who love their friends and miss them will understand it all

This post has taken a long time to be published, has been sitting in my drafts for so long. been editing it so often..

Here I am trying to revisit the good old days as they say , college times .. I am sure a lot of people by now know how we both met, it was an astonishing moment , One day Ravi (my first friend in college) came up to me, I was tall and big had big huge moustaches gave the impression that I was wickedddddddd (no one knew the secret, it was the other way round actually) .. saying he has had an argument with someone , set up a time and we have to go to beat up this guy.. So we went to the ground behind the campus.. Me and Ravi… in a few minutes another guy came with a Short, stocky, Smart Sardar..who had an immaculate turban on..

Till today I have no idea why it happened or how it happened instead of a FIGHT it ended up by making a deal that instead of a big fight why not let Ravi and the guy settle their differences one to one.. Brilliant , me and the sardar shook hands and That day I met my best, my darling my sweety pie my cutie pie he he he he  Sukhvir Singh (AKA babbar).. till date he is my best mate.. Thus started the days of glory, through him I met so many people rather all my mates now I met through him, oh boy but was he angry, he was short but his temper oh my god, no matter who was in front, he went for it..

So that’s how we met, College time was wow time for me because of friends I had, we did a lot of things together movies, roaming around, NCC etc etc.. A few points I wanted to share here reminiscing the good old days..

Each time I have called him up from UK, it brings that COOL sense of happiness to hear him say hello and when you speak he recognises the voice in millionth of a second and then the voice changes to “OYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE MANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN”.. now that is the best feeling one can have, especially for those who have left friends-family behind and come to foreign shores.. Then during the conversations he will always say “TUN AAJAA YAAR MANN” (you just come).. That is the moment where you feel like dropping everything  and Just go.

We both have argued with each other but I don’t remember any occasion where we have fallen out on any thing, almost every evening after college was spent with him , a couple of others ( I will write about them too).. I use to live the furthest so I would go to his house in evening and then from there we went wherever we had to go , to spend the rest of the evening.

A few incidents come to mind each time I think of Babbar, I remember during NCC Days we had a camp for 15 days in a village in Punjab , it was Diwali day and we planned to go to the gurudwara Sahib , on way back there was a brick Kiln.. and you know how big-hearted Punjabi’s are.. the owner called us in and invited us to a glass or two of MILK , special milk , this was full of Bhang and a couple of KILO of Jalebi’s .. NCC camps hardly get stomach full of food so we drank and ATE..

Then moved to the camp only to find we were getting high and The Commanding officer too saw us , Not a good idea , by the time we reached the camp he had everything ready .. WE were to Fall in within 5 minutes and Our dear Sukhi was to lead us in parade , The punishment was for us to march while for him was to go over to the other side of the POND and shout commands .. I on other hand was saved as I was representing Chandigarh in Skeet shooting so I was sent to air force station to do that .. The day off it was to be we ended up working the whole of chandigarh group. I was so drunk and high that I shot 9 out of 10 clay pigeons BRING THEM ON.. sukhi was not happy when I came back as they were made to go up and down the ground a few times …

I have somehow felt that Babbar has always been my savior for some reason each time I was in trouble he would be there, In one wedding a few guys had a tiff with me and I found my self alone, as a guy asked me to dare come out of the marriage hall.. I being a scary cat which i am was still thinking of what to do .. In comes Babbar and he gave them guys such a blasting they will remember all their life..

Also a few coincidences have so happened that It is really a miracle that we have not got into serious trouble , Once I went up to his house to find that he was getting ready on asking , he just said good i turned up and asked me to accompany him , it was later I found out that a guy we knew , had some sort of fight with guys , there We were together going to beat up the guys … 

I am not sure how my life would have been had it not been for him, he has been always there through thick and thin always .. He was the one who rode my scooter which i had just spend thousand to get repainted and all .. and drove it right into an oncoming car.. my heart broke into pieces to see the scooter again mangled , who cares about the bruises suffered by him, he is a man he will Live 🙂

He got married when I came to UK , I missed his wedding and i will never forgive myself I so wanted to attend his wedding , he has a beautiful wife who is again a gem of a person .. Each time I have gone to india they have not let me go to my own house as my home was all locked up , I end up spending my time with them, I jsut have to phone him up and tell him arriving on such and such date and he makes sure that he takes time off work and all ..

I am truly blessed to have him, I know we hardly speak on phone so much time goes by , but the moment i book my tickets he is the first one to know and when i tell him THAT voice haunts me MANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN  COMEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee and that excitement .. We have done some weird things during our college times some good some bad but now we sit down thinking they all bring smiles to the face.

He is such a person , he has not got a FB account, he hardly uses email, I email him but he doesn’t reply , I hope he reads this article where I want to shout at top of my voice I HATE YOU BABBAR 🙂 .. Oh man I miss him so much. If you are reading this do you remember the days my friend , Going to Patiala for Ashwani’s wedding on way back , we almost got Shot by Punjab police thinking we were some sort of Terrorists ..

Do you remember the uphill trips, the going up by the back route , the fountain …

Do you remember the camps NCC lucknow, Patiala, Ludhiana, The clearing of the PABT written test in hisar .. The SSB interviews at various places .. especially the one in Dehradun 🙂 that was hilarious we had fun brother .. Still cant understand how we could not get through.. the ones who everyone said should get into army. How the Sikh guy who refused to go inside a Temple because it was a HINDU temple got selected.. and how another one who hated muslims got through.  

But I guess we are better off now, Had we got through I am sure we would both be Dead by now, trying to get over an enemy tank to our side of the land 🙂  All that happen’s .. happens for good.

And best of all This is hilarious (if you have reached till here everyone listen to this), I got a job as a manager-instructor all in one in a computer institute which had just opened , it had no students as it was still being renovated, Babbar was un employed at that time, I would get up in morning as I headed to work his house would be on way.. I would pick him up and go to this institute to open it .. waiting for potential students to come etc..  around 11ish the Whisky shop would open and we would buy half a bottle from there ordering some samose or something from katani sweets.. Pour half each in Big steel glasses and have it .. eat the samosa’s ..  THEN close the shutters down of the institute.. and head for Punjab University  for a GEDI he he he he By the time we reached UNI we use to be up in the seven sky ..

Each day we met , each day there was some funny thing that happened If  I start to write all of them It will turn out to be a book.. I long to get back to maybe repeat a few of these events..

The going to weddings, we had a pact that anyone who had a wedding in family, all friends will goto that wedding.. one I remember is a party I got an invite to , it was a very private. I had not clue about, as was promised all of us reached .. it so happened that in that party there were more of us then the actual invitees.. it was embarrassing but WHO CARES we had fun ate stomach full and drinks too 🙂

The late night Pinjore garden trips, The various arguments over girls.

The trekking expeditions, getting lost in jungle, almost getting one of our big huge friend killed ..

The sundays of Playing cards, the whole days spent on a RS. 10. BET it was war, me and him always the partner winning losing.

Another Hilarious episode was Three of us on Two scooters, Babbar & vikram on one and me alone of another one.. It was Babbar’s Elder brothers scooter.. we are going nicely , a roundabout came.. I went straight shouting come this way , come this way .. Babbar went left looking at me shouting no no this way .. They failed to see the curb on the road and BAM.. both of them on the Road.. Poor Scooter.. the tension was not of the bruises again it was how to get the Scooter sorted before big brother found out.. We had a mechanic who did all this jobs for us he he he he ..

I was doing some classes for something, One of our mates JOHAR came from hisar to meet , he and Babbar came to where I was .. I sneaked out .. now again Babbar & johar on one scooter , me on another we are going .. me following them and Mr. Babbar suddenly decided to turn Right .. BAM I went into them and they both went flying.. Again forget the bruises the scooter needs to be checked ..

The festival celebrations, the arguments whose house we would end of celebrating .. The first EVER dance party organised .. Was by him in his house on the roof .. so many girls came, luckily I was invited to it too.. 

The Holi times, we would all get together and make sure we went to EVERY girls house we knew, the look on their faces was PRICELESS.. the OH look boys have come to this girls house..

A couple of weddings we got done of the Lovers , whose parents would not agree.. 

Some things in life one can never forget.. I have had such a beautiful life that I just  long to od it all over again , wish there was a roll back switch  to do it .. I would not want to do anything ever differently. All that happened when it happened AS it happened I would love to repeat it all over again ..

Those were the good old days .. and Then LIFE Happened and we all separated ..

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This comes for all my Friends , Blogger Friends.. Everyone who knows me and who i know through whatever way we know each other .. Love you all and lots of Hugs .. GOD BLESS YOU ALL..  and today being valentines let all my enemies and people who loath me too be blessed … Take care everyone  … Happy Valentines…

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Yaarian Banayi Rakhi Yaarian,
Yaarian Banayi Rakhi Yaarian,
Yaarian Banayi Rakhi Yaarian,
Yaarian Banayi Rakhi Yaarian

Khusian De Dinaa Ch Nachayi Chal Ve,
Dillan Naal Dillan Nu Milaayi Chal Ve,
Khusian De Dinaa Ch Nachayi Chal Ve,
Dillan Naal Dillan Nu Milaayi Chal Ve,
Mittran Naal Miliyan Ne Jago Sardarian,
Yaarian Banayi Rakhi Yaarian,
Yaarian Banayi Rakhi Yaarian,

                                                          Happy days make us dance
                                                          let hearts touch other hearts
                                                         With friends we have won this Sardari

Bhabhiyan Nanana Sang Nach Nach Kehan Bai,
Veereyan De Ghar Sada Vassde Hi Rehan Bai,
Bhabhiyan Nanana Sang Nach Nach Kehan Bai,
Veereyan De Ghar Sada Vassde Hi Rehan Bai,
Maawan Naal Nachan O Betiyan Pyaarian,
                                                        Bhabhi and Nanads Dance together
                                                       Let brothers house always be blessed
                                                       mothers dance with beautiful daughters

Yaarian Banayi Rakhi Yaarian,
Yaarian Banayi Rakhi Yaarian,

Mittran Di Tolli Vich Pyaar Nachda,
Changa Lagge Yaaran Vich Yaar Nachda,
Mittran Di Tolli Vich Pyaar Nachda,
Changa Lagge Yaaran Vich Yaar Nachda,
Maari Jaan Gidde Vich Chuniyan Uddarian,
                                                      In a group of friends its Love that dances
                                                     My friends looks great dancing in friends
                                                     The dupattas are flying in the Gidha

Yaarian Banayi Rakhi Yaarian,
Yaarian Banayi Rakhi Yaarian,

Eh Riste Kachi Tand Varge,
Kise Nazuk Saul Umang Varge,

                                                  Friendship is very delicate relation

Eh Kidrey Kaintha Ban Jaande,
Eh Kidrey Baaju Band Varge,

                                                    Sometimes they are like the Gold Kaintha in our neck
                                                    and Sometimes they become our ARMS.. like the Bazu Band

Rabb Kare Eh Rishte Rahan Sada,
Kite Hasde Vasde Ghar Varge,

                                                    May god bless the friendship..

Jazzy-Shinda Khair Manaunde,
Sukar Manaunde Rab Da,
Hass-Hass Sabhna Naal,
Nibhje Rista Sabh Da,
Hass-Hass Sabhna Naal,
Nibhje Rista Sabh Da,
                                                 Jazzy B- Shinda Thank the Lord and wish the relations
                                                 work out with everyone laughing and dancing 
 

Pakkian Ne Baapu ate Puttan Diyaan Yaarian,
Puttan Naal Saah Lain Ammiyan Pyaarian,
Ho, Pakkian Ne Baapu ate Puttan Diyaan Yaarian,
Puttan Naal Saah Lain Ammiyan Pyaarian,

                                              Father and SON the friendship is SOLID
                                              With sons Mothers take there breadth

Yaarian Banayi Rakhi Yaarian,
Yaarian Banayi Rakhi Yaarian

Nostalgic time , I am a very emotional person and since living in uk for so long I thought i would not get this emotional over a issue of being HOMESICK.. but today of all the days it was one of those days ..

I got up as usual 6am went around doing what i do everyday reached work around 9, the usual good mornings, gossip and all booted my machine and after replying to the work emails, getting the coffee sat down to read a blog.. That made me a bit teary..

I then went to my gmail to check my email, I had a link to a song , I rarely listen to songs at work, dont know why or what made me click the link and after the first 2 or 3 lines on the songs the waterworks started, my collegue was looking at me astonished whats happened a grown man with waterworks.. IT was one of those things where i was not crying but eyes were flooded, i could not stop .. the song went on and i cried …

I am sure you all are wondering what a horrible song it might have been, but beleive me if you listen to it you all will know what i mean..

Reminding me of my friends back home and around the world.. Anup, Babbar,cherry, ravi, vikram, ajay, ashwani ,Handle (bhupi), sandy, chander, Balli, gagan, .. that was a different time when we were in college .. nothing to worry about, having the fun of our lives studying in college well that was the idea to go and study rather it was fun time , no worry about the world, not afraid of anything or anyone  what all we did in those days …

I remember the famous dialogue of Rang de basanti movie that

Inside the gates of college We made life dance on our fingertips and on the other side of the college life has made us ,

and it is making us dance to its tunes .. and we are just dancing no matter what we do just cant stop..  all those big dreams We will do this , the time when 100 stood in front and we are just 10 the ability to say COME ON.. seems to be slowly going away Get tired so soon of the daily problems and tensions in life…

I so want to go back home GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

Jsut a few minutes ago one of my friends Vikram came online this is the conversation i had with him

 
Bik: OYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE YYYYAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Vikram: yes dear
Vikram: paaajiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
Bik: yaar good man
Bik: aj bahut yaad aa rahi si
Bik: yaraaaan di
Bik: and u came
Bik: niceeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Vikram: I know…same here
Vikram: gana suneya …
Bik: yessssssssss
Bik: chal riha hai
Bik: on a looop
Vikram: Yaar anmulee
Vikram: Asi China ja ke log tang karte..gana baja baja ke
Bik: yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Bik: ey shabaaasheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Vikram: Great song..bahat changa hai
Bik: yes
Vikram: Cheery was just here
Vikram: we were away for coffee
Vikram: just back
Bik: yaar main aa jana india
Vikram: AAAA jaa na
Vikram: Hun tan Babbar vi aa geya chd
Vikram: BALEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Vikram: Tun aa jaaa yaaaar

cud not post all of it got a bit out of hand later… sometimes i feel why am i so , i mean you know  ah well i guess thats who i am good or bad THIS IS ME 🙂

I wish and pray for all you reading may you never have to live away from friends and make new ones,  stay away from the rooots .. its hard very hard .. all these thoughts keep coming to the mind how we celbrated lohri.. the fights and arguments to whose place to celebrate.. on holi which girls house to go to, and embarasse them…  The things we got up to.. THOSE were the days

The Gedi’s in front of the Girls college, the planning to go how to Patao a girl.. nothing use to work 😦

The canteen being the best place the whole day, the samose , the drinking of tea cup after cup…  Cholle Puri 🙂 yummmy , the constant  bickering of the canteen wala asking for money of all that was eaten … 

That reminds me i had started writing about my friends how we met and what we did , I should continue to do so ..  Why do we have to be so far away .. why cant we always stay together ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Bade chete aunde ne yaar Anmulle
Hava de Bulle
Si maujaan karde Collegi Pad-de

Oh duniya vakhri si …

Click on the song and if you know punjabi you will enjoyyyy but even if you dont you will understand 🙂

Just want to say I love you all my friends and thanks for always being there .. and to all the new friends I have made here Online , Blogosphere. God bless you all

WHY are people around us so heartless… or I should ask WHY do they show the stone feelings towards you.  I have had so many questions flying around in my silly little head and each time I try to answer them I fail miserably the one question that flies is WHY…

WHY

Just a small meagre 3 letter word yet it brings so much pain …

WHY do people change, I am not against changing but WHY turn there face, if someone has done wrong is it not better to let the person know what wrong they have done , rather then turning your face and walking away.

I am not sure what sort of person god has made me But WHY is it that I feel bad about what happens or has happened, How can people change so fast or am I missing something.. Sometimes the thought that comes to my mind is there is no place for me in this whole wide world…

I also think that If I disappear or vanish or die or whatever, all the people who once told me they care for me, love me etc etc will it even MATTER to anyone.. for that matter will it be even noticed where is Bikram.. I know I know someone will say it should not bother me, I should move on or I should forget about these people.. BUT is it that easy to do all this ..

I am definitely weird, the more I think the more I realise what a jerk I am for it definitely is not easy for me to move on or forget, I dont say you are a friend , or like a bro or the new lingo on the street these days , you are blood.. If I don’t mean it ..

I consider you a friend, part of family BECAUSE I consider you one, WHY is it so wrong to be like that , IS there no place in this world where you can find genuine people.

There always seems to be some motive behind, keeping relations could be anything money, emotional, love there is some sort of emotion, WHY cant people just be happy with the other person as they are, True I have problems , I am not perfect No one is .. I am good for some – Bad for others.. everyone is but suddenly you turn your face that ain’t right either.. IS IT …

Friendship is one relation I had so much faith in, I use to think friendships don’t change even if people change, Is there nobody out there who thinks the way i think, don’t people sit back  especially when they are alone and think , Wonder what Bikram is doing today, being long since talked to him , lets give him a call .. Or  Haven’t heard from him since ages , Is he ok, is he alive ..

Or

Is it just me who thinks that way 

How come its so easy for you to forget

WHY is it not easy for me ..

Am I really so weird..

Dosta Tun hain bahut hi ajeeb
Dosta eh Dosti rishta hai bahut hi ajeeb  
                                                            (Friend you are strange,
                                                              Friendship is a relation  which is
                                                             quiet strange)

Khad-jana mere modhe nal modha Jod
Bina mere hungara bhariya
Dosta tun hain bahut hi ajeeb
                                                            (You stand by me shoulder to shoulder ,
                                                              without asking
                                                              Friend you are strange)

Mere te kita waar laina hai tu apne wal Mod
Bina mere naal kitiyan salah
Dosta tun hain bahut hi ajeeb
                                                            (You change the direction of any
                                                              attack on me towards
                                                              Yourself, without discussing with me ..
                                                              Friend you are strange)

Muh modan lagiyan KYUN nahin si tun khyal kita
Bina tera ton kaun banoo mera YAAR
Dosta tun hain bahut hi ajeeb
                                                             (When you turned your face from me ,
                                                              WHY did you not think then
                                                               Without you who will be my friend
                                                               Friend you are strange)
                     
Inna v kyun karda hai gussa
Badalan to pehlan das taan dena si YAAR
Dosta tun hain bahut hi ajeeb
                                                              (Why are you so angry,
                                                               Before changing yourself you should
                                                               have at least TOLD ME
                                                               Friend you are strange)
Dostaan bina ki zindagi ,
Gham ghat jaande Tainu vekhke..
Gham de ke , Muh mod ke kithe hain YAAR
Dosta tun hain bahut hi ajeeb
                                                                (No life without friends
                                                                  Pain goes away seeing you
                                                                 You have given me PAIN now,
                                                                  turned your face
                                                                 Where are you …
                                                                 Friend you are Strange)
                                                                 

Bahaan da zor hain tun
Modhe te chukan da Mainu Wada se tera YAAR
Dosta tun hain bahut hi ajeeb
                                                               (You are the strength of my arms
                                                                 You had promised to pick me on
                                                                 your shoulders when the time comes
                                                                  Friend you are strange)

Chal Rab Rakha, Jis which teri khushi hove
Use which hai meri manjoori
Tun khush rahen
Abaad rahen mere yaar
                                                      (God bless you, and you live in hapiness
                                                        thats what i want
                                                        live you life fully God bless you )

Gurdas Mann a famous punjabi singer says

Yarri Wich Nafe Nuksan Nahio Vekhide
Manzila De Samne Tuffan Nahio Vekhide
Yaaran De Gunnaha Da Hisaab Nahio Jorrida
Apne Pyarriya Da Dil Nahio Todi da …
                             
                                             ( We should not see any profit/loss in friendship
                                                In front of destination dont see the storms
                                               Shud not keep a record of friends GUNAH/ JURM
                                               Should never  break the heart of your friends)

Saw at a Friends Profile :-

Wishwas ban k log zindgi me aate hain…….
wo khwab banke aankhon main samaa jaate hain…….
wo pahle to yakin dilaate hain ki wo hamaare hain………
fir na jaane kyun tanha bana jate hain………….  (thanks to Dinesh Sahib for such lovely lines )

Khushiyan-Khede Gidhe
Bhangre te Mele Sab ne Yaraan-beliyaan de naal

Gusse Gille Shikve
Ladaiyan te Jhagde Sab ne Yaraan-beliyaan de naal

Dil Jodne-Todna Mohabbat, Pyar
Wafa te Dhokhe Sab ne Yaraan-beliyaan de naal

Daroo Diyaan Shamaan
Gadi de bonnet te murge diya lataan
Bakre Bulaune te Ludiyaan Pauniya Sab ne Yaraan-beliyaan de naal

Seep di baaji, Pa Hukam de Begi ch Ikka.. Tera ne Banaune..
Maar maar Thapan fer Hukam de Raje naal 26 hai Banaune
Kotpees te lai ke ikhatiyaan 7 baajiyaan Kot karne Sab ne Yaraan-beliyaan de naal

Fad lai- Chak lai – Chadhi na – Thok de
Vekh lange, Aun de – Koi na Sab ne Yaraan-beliyaan de naal

Bas Idaan kaho Mere yaro – dosto – mitro
Ke Duniya hai Yaraan-beliyaan de naal

Tuhade Sab de naal
Update:-
1. Khushiyan        –   Happiness
Gidhe Bhangre –  Punjab dances  
te Mele            –  and Fairs,

Sab ne Yaraan-beliyaan de naal — (All the above are with friends )
 
 

2. Gusse Gille Shikve   – Anger, Problems,
   Ladaiyan te Jhagde – Fights   (Ladai, Jhagda, )

3. Dil Jodne-Todna Mohabbat, Pyar
   Wafa te Dhokhe
                                (Mending of hearts, breaking of hearts, Love, effection, loyalty and betrayals)

4. Daroo Diyaan Shamaan   – (An evening with DRINKS)
Gadi de bonnet te murge diya lataan  – (with chicken legs on the bonnet of the car)
Bakre Bulaune – ( I dont know how to convert this bakre bulauna is when drunks do burrrraaaaaaaaaaa…. )
Ludiyaan :- a step in bhangra

5. Seep di baaji, Pa Hukam de Begi ch Ikka.. Tera ne Banaune.. (Seep is a game of cards, where you count the points of the number for cards of spades.. Begi is Queen .. Ikka is ACe.. queen has 12 points and ace has one.. you add both and can pick with a King which is 13 points)

Maar maar Thapan fer Hukam de Raje naal 26 hai Banaune (so 12 + 1 + 13== maeks it 26)

Kotpees te lai ke ikhatiyaan 7 baajiyaan Kot karne = (Kotpees is another game of cards , you wind seven hadns in a row you do a KOT on the others.. )

6. Fad lai- Chak lai – Chadhi na – Thok de
Vekh lange, Aun de – Koi na
 (some words punjabi’s use if in a fight .. Hold them, pick them, dont leave .. Hit them.. We will see them, let them come.. never mind )

Bas Idaan kaho Mere yaro – dosto – mitro Ke Duniya hai Yaraan-beliyaan de naal
   
        (My story is that My life is my world is with FRIENDS )

Tuhade Sab de naal
        (With you all.. With all you friends)

the best i could translate 🙂

I have been lazy and bad for not taking up some of the awards that have been given to me .. So I am going to take all of them now

A)
Thank you Harman for this one .. She has awarded me with a award and I need to answer the following questions ..

1)what do u wanna be in next life…ugly n rich or good looking but poor…. why? Same as I am now, I am happy with what i got. any richer I might has a big head and loose the people i have now, any poorer I may not be this happy , I am just right..

2)how strongly do u believe in his power..? why? :- Hmm now sure I am not very reglious, but as everyone does I am selfish so when the need comes I do remember him 🙂 … anyway on serious note I do believe in God, Why-Well a few things have happened in my life in the last few months/ years that has made me believe in Him.

3)If u win a 500 million lotto..what will be the first thing in your agenda?why? .. WOW Please prey this Friday, today its 25million  Jackpot.. and I have taken the ticket.. What will i do .. I will do everything I have in my bucket list, Leave UK and go settle in India and live on the interest he he he as a king. I will still have a job maybe part-time..I will also give some money to each of my near ones to help them come out of any problems they are in.

4)whom do u consider most beautiful person on this earth alive? n why….?? My mother-father, I am here cause of them.. no one can be more beautiful then them.

5)describe yourself in three words….. Emotional Foolish Man

6)India….in next ten yrs….where would it be? With Current breed of politicians and leader SAME PLACE or maybe a step backwards.. though we have the capability of doing wonders..

7)do u believe in mayan theory …that world will end in 2012? why? NO i don’t, they said the same for 2000

8)if the country faces trouble….would u be ready to give up ur life….for your country(u r the only child of ur parents and ur parents doesn’t permit this !since its not mandatory…would u still go ?) Oh yes I would, Its been an ambition to serve in the indian army, unlucky me never made through in the SSB, But I would do it ..
I can hear 2 or 3 people out there reading this smiling, cause they are nodding (to them oye u remember the letter to the president of …. ) he he hehe

Thank you to Dr. Chandana Shekar, she has awarded me so many awards

B) FREAKING FABULOUS BLOG AWARD, Rules for the award :List five current obsessions.

My five current obsessions at the moment are
1. Get my bike sorted , so I can start to use it , I am spending a lot of free time on it.
2. My Health, Trying to reduce weigh :O oooohh yeah
3. Mangoes :- where ever i find them going cheap I have to buy then and eat.
4. Bar-B-Que :- bought a new BBQ, so each evening trying something new …
5. My Blog.

C) Cherry on top award .  Read this about three good things about me .

D) Circle of Friends Award:- Thank you Chandana to consider me in your circle of friends.

I would like to forward this Award to all my friends , EACH and every one who comes to my blog is my friend, I respect your thoughts and comments. And Thank you for visiting my blog. I am not going to name anyone here, because all of you deserve this, for being there in my hour of need and listening to my rants and READING them too and ALSO as it will fill up all the space :). Guys you know yourself whom I would give this award. So as a TEST I would like to see who all Read these articles and Actually consider me a friend and take this up too.  now don’t break my heart 😥

E) The next award has come from Dr. Chandana Shekar and  Shahid its the

THE VERSATILE BLOGGER AWARD.

Thank you so much for this award.

I am indeed very thankful to Both of you .. rarely get these awards… I am over the moon with all that had been going on in the past week or so the ups and downs of life This surly has uplifted my mood and brought a smile. I wish all friends were so good to me 🙂 … he he he

Thank you so much for the lovely awards .. I have a few others to take.. Next week  Pakka the rest of them..