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The rewind button on the different music apps makes one think if we can have a rewind button in life too.. They do say that Hindsight is a boon, But sometimes the same hindsight also shows us what a prick we have been .. the concept of WHAT IF .. comes into action.

What if 2013 did not come, or what if the decision one took was a different one, BUT then everyone also says Destiny ..What has to happen will happen no matter what we do. So the decisions made would have been made irrespective of what the hindsight tells us now.

Very confusing, recently I was so fed up of everything that was going on around me that I thought of rewinding back the clock , So I went to a couple of places for 2 days only to try to relive the time that has gone back. It was not the same but I did have a smile for a few hours on my face.

Sometimes we make dreadful and very very wrong decisions, the worst thing is those decision can’t be taken back and we have to live our entire life with them, the clocks cant to rewound , whats done is done, friends turn to foes, people we love turn to people who hate us.   I do wish that there is a way in this world where we can make things right after they have been completely destroyed by us only.

If someone else has destroyed those it probably is easy to forget or at least live with the hate we have for them, but what if the one who has destroyed it is you , yourself. What do you do..  I know many people say that they don’t remember or have moved on, But I for one have not been able to forgive myself. I know I have done wrong VERY WRONG, how do we make it right.   If we had the opportunity to tap that Rewind button then I would have surly done it by now.

So I spent a couple of days last week roaming on the streets, trying to freshen up the memory of the not so distant past, it is still as if it was yesterday, God what a fool I would make of myself getting excited over Eating those masala Corn, one gets in cinema halls, or eating the lovely chicken in a restaurant, Riding a auto-rickshaw, looking at a Enfield bike and shouting ohhh “BULLET”…

I have always maintained that if I was to live my life all over again , I would do the same , make the same mistakes because I am what I am — (Good-Bad-Ugly) because of those mistakes or decisions… But as with everything else Exceptions are always there, I too have one which I would not want to repeat, this will probably haunt me for the rest of my life but the damage has been done , I dont see any way how it can be rectified.

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.……………..

The rewind button …………

 

 

PS:- My apologies for not answering to the comments on previous post , and also not visiting all the lovely blogs. I will do that Soon.

Hello Everyone first of all thank you all for the well wishes and the emails , messages etc etc .

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I have a small little proposal here , thinking of working for myself ,starting a small little venture So Am looking for some talented young people who are good in Programming.  We have a few clients here who want a system written, Which I have already started on.

So if anyone can refer Hard working-Capable- Loyal people who know  C#, Asp.net , Sql Server or even if they have skills in PHP using open source , etc etc Then I am looking to hire a couple of people who can work remotely in India and who can be trusted to work without a lot of supervision, because I don’t have time to supervise them at moment neither the funds to Hire a Supervisor.

Please do send your contact details etc. so we can set up some Skype meetings and take it forward.  I am planning to come to india shortly for the same purpose as already have a few people lined up.

The reason I am asking openly is because Since I am starting new I can’t afford to be duped hence all you lovely people refer me some genuine people.  I have heard a lot of stories how things have gone wrong for some who have earlier tried to set up something like this back home.

I will spec the project out and also can send over the work that I have done so far, I just did not get enough time with full-time work and my part-time stuff. But this project is very important and I am in process of signing on about a dozen clients, hence the need to send work offshore so it is completed on time.

A good opportunity for new graduates to try their skills.

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Hello everyone.  I am not even going to attempt talking about where I have been and whats happened to the A to Z challenge. I am sure you guys are sick and tired of listening to my excuses by now … BUT me being me I will still Rant and Rave 🙂 he he he he

The last Two months have been so chaotic nothing has gone right for me, it seems God has some sort of plan for me or rather No plan for me. This circle of good years – bad years doesn’t seem to break.

Its been such a turmoil , such an extreme that I have gone from getting to stand on a Podium TO a few evenings where I thought whats the best way to kill Myself:), just could not find enough courage to go through with it, basically I am a coward 🙂 ..

Living in UK away from all the friends and family suddenly becomes such a pain, seems to be the worst decision made at such moments of life.

Again there have been some lovely human beings especially from the Blogworld who have been contacting and asking.. So thank you.. YOU LOVELY Human beings, god bless you all.

Here in UK we live in a funny world of human rights which seem to be very very partial towards those who actually are the worst enemies of human rights, Sadly I can’t go into the details of things that have happened.

As of Today I am no more working in the job I was ,for which I worked so hard, I have resigned from my job, I was hoping for some miracle but alas I am not lucky to have miracles. Right or Wrong I don’t know but I just got fed up of the way things were being treated. I was not going to say SORRY for something which I did with my heart and in Full faith that I was doing the right thing.

I am standing by myself but then isn’t that how life has become when things come to the crunch you find yourself standing by yourself, suddenly all those who use to be your best mates at some stage disappear.   The ones who spoke so lovingly about you are nowhere to be seen. I guess such are the way of the world. 🙂

On other hand today I also have a smile on my face and I feel relieved because at least in-spite of all that pressure I stood by my decision NOW we will see what others will do. PHEWWWWWWWwwwwwwwwww , let the funny games begin.  I am not going to say that it was the Right or Wrong decision because I did not want to be in a situation where I would be made to do something that I would not want to do.

Maybe I am Stubborn

Maybe I am Wrong

Maybe I am all just talk  and nothing else

I don’t know, it hurts to know that something that you did with so much passion for so long, even some of the people who loved me hated me for giving so much importance to this job, and something that you loved would come to an end like this..  Five years and then I am able to talk about the episodes that have happened and maybe then when everything is in the open I will get to know if all this was worth it or Not.

One of my old old Blog friends said this to me some time back .. HOW APT… ” when life pulls you,wrenches you, the same life hugs you and kisses you and love you back.. we just need to know to be strong and be positive about life. ” by Aswathy here.

Hey anyone willing to give me a JOB 🙂

SO this is what has been going around in my part of the world , How are you all doing.. and what are you all up to. 

 

Ps. Please I am sorry I have not replied to the comments in previous posts. I will get to them very soon.  Thanks.

Here we are , the 11th of November. I am going to start this post with the following I read long time back..

” when life pulls you,wrenches you, the same life hugs you and kisses you and love you back.. we just need to know to be strong and be positive about life. ” by Aswathy here.

That is such a lovely thought ,  I know LIFE is such that you either love it or you hate it .. and those who love LIFE have a lovely life too and those who hate soon learn how to love life.

Today is a special day too as its Diwali so it seems the whole world is going to celebrate my birthday 🙂 and everyone knows how much i love fireworks, if I could I would light some fireworks all day long, since childhood i have been crazy about fireworks But sadly this year I am not celebrating Diwali due to a family mishap.

Since morning everyone has been sending messages -emails , whatsapp these days has become a necessity.

Before I get carried on let me first of all wish every reader and Visitor.. Wishing you-Your Family and EVERYONE Around you a very happy Diwali

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I always say God has been very Kind to me, I am sure he has a special place for me 🙂 Over the years I have had some dreams , actually a LOT of dreams some have come true , some have got lost and hopefully Some more will get fulfilled as time goes on. So today is My birthday too 🙂

11th November 2010

In college we had these dreams that as we grow old and start working, we will become independent , do this and that.. but it’s not that way.. as you grow responsibilities grow, priorities change , looking at the world differs, things which mattered than .. Don’t matter NOW. All those dreams we had, all friends will take up a job in same company and have fun but it was not to be. I am an average person. Everyone or well most people are confident in themselves to a level, but there is always self-doubt, should I do this or that , will I be successful, am I doing the right thing. I have my doubts at times. I also long for what everyone longs for Love, caress, appreciation, (you guys reading this write a comment HOW GOOD IT IS.. yes go on please please please .. he he he he )

In all these years I have done a lot of wild things, a few wishes have come true like

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Wanted to fly….. did it ( gliding and then the Flying

Wanted to be a good at sports – I been in nationals for hockey

Wanted to visit places — work in progress, been to Spain-America-Canada-Australia- Brussels- Dubai-Singapore- France-etc etc.

Wanted to do a few of the dangerous sport activities Bungee jumping, parachuting, skydiving, Have done the Sky dive and NOW have given up the idea of bungee jumping , don’t like the idea for some reason.

Wanted to do white water Rafting and other silly things , have managed to do them all now 🙂

I want to go to Disneyland in Florida.. Oh yes I do .. its nothing of being childish .. every person has a child hidden in them.. I do want to go and do it some day …

I also Want to do something like this 🙂  I want to Do this stunt myself .. I told my friend and they said “ARE YOU MAD“… But what fun it would be, and in case it goes wrong then No chance of surviving so all the better, because I would not want to be in an accident and live a broken life.

The one thing I am dyeing to do is go on a Safari in Africa , in a Hot air balloon, Imagine the drift flying you and then in the middle of it Pffft Pfffft Pfffft oooops the engine or whatever  it is stops … and you are slowing going down.. down .. you look down .. GUESS what .. A PRIDE is watching with those sweet innocent eyes , tongues hanging out , occasionally slurping with the thought of fresh MAN MEAT .. YUMMY .. .

Another thing I want to do is drive all the way to India, Yes , drive it all the way to India..at some stages actually had serious talks with a group of maniacs like me to do it , we just did not have that much money to buy the cars , else we just might have done it .. Just imagine .. wow.. I am getting an adrenalin rush just thinking about it… A road trip exploring various places around the world, Turkey, Istanbul,  Greece, Italy,Iran, Austria, Pakistan.. imagine the amazing places. I know a lot of people have done it so why not do it myself. ONE DAY GOD WILLING I TOO WILL.

More maybe next time .. What about you people out there anything ….

Writing everyday of the month is becoming very very difficult, missed yesterday did not want to do it today too, so the easiest thing was to take up the Tag that Visha started, Although I was not tagged, I am still taking it up, Sorry Visha for that. She herself has done the tag here

So here we go, I love sports hence the topic of the Tag also sounds very sporting “Play Volleyball”

Rules of the tag:

Answer all the questions. No ‘pass’ or ‘no idea’ type of answers.
No cursing me if you found the tag to be difficult while attempting.

Here is the tag –

1. List all the ingredients which went into making the most interesting dish you ate today.

Well it is bright and early in the morning, being a Monday(this post was supposed to go yesterday) , rushing to work and as usual had a late night, hence am running a bit late so this one is very easy for me to answer, especially since I am very retarded in the field of cooking 🙂

SO here we go, this is what I have had and its easy to make .. Take a bowl, Pour the contents of the pouch in it, Add some Milk .. Put it in the microwave and after 2 minutes it’s all done .. EASY PEASY 🙂

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2. What is the current wallpaper of your laptop/phone/tablet?

My laptop has the picture of my home in our village.. , Phone has the picture of a sea beach .. nothing fancy

3. How do you wear your hair when at home?

I have got the shortest possible haircut done just a couple of days , so nothing to WEAR them as .. again easy peasy.. keep life simple 🙂

4. When you visit any restaurant, what is the first thing you search for, in the menu?

The ice-cream or dessert they serve 🙂 …

5. What is the advertisement from your childhood that you recall even today.

Glucose D biscuits… especially the GABBAR KI ASLI PASAND… here drool at the following pic and remember those good old days
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6.Have you implemented a beauty tip/hack which you were told to, and been mortified by the results?

No, I doubt if they will work on me .. and believe me I will be myself MORTIFIED if they work , hence i keep away don’t want to be mortified.. 🙂 and also don’t want to MORITFY any of you who come and visit this blog, I am positive you will all stop visiting.

7. At your home, where do the newspapers find themselves to be the most useful?

In a pile , beside the outside door, end of the month they go in the recycling bin ..

8. During a visit to any mall, what do you find yourself searching first?

Where is the nearest Eating place.. 🙂

9. This tag is over now. Explain your state of mind.

MORITFIED 🙂 that i managed to complete the tag and have a post for today yipeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee err on second thoughts HAPPY..

So thank you so much Visha.

R.I.P – Finnders

Posted: February 8, 2013 in Life
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Early morning I got the news Last night (uk time) A young officer breathed his last. They say god takes away the good people faster and earlier as he needs Good people with him  and Bad men like me and many others are left here on earth.  

He had gone for a night out with friends, In the early morning of Monday , he was returning home when he got embroiled in a row, he then got punched and was left unconscious in the road.

What sort of people have we become that a fellow human being lost his life over some STUPID argument.. how can this be justified a life snapped in the bud.. What reason can be there to end up someone’s life, to kill a fellow human being.

Rest in peace my friend Finnders (as he was lovingly called), you will be missed always .

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I  have been living in a city and studied in a city for majority of the times but my heart has always been from where we came.  My grand-father had actually run away from his house when only 16 and joined the indian army as a sepoy, he with his hard work had risen to the ranks of an officer by the time he retired, did all his education along, After he left army he joined the public services and shifted to chandigarh. Since my childhood I have been very very close to my grand-dad. He would never say no to me ever for anything.

We use to talk to each other a lot , and he would tell me that in all his struggle to cater for his kids and build a home he had sold off his share of land back home in punjab, but he had always wanted to have something , I use to tease him that he is in such a strong position , all the ministers etc use to come to our house for some work of the other , I would say all he needs is to ask any of these ministers to make sure that he gets this and that .. for whatever work he was doing for them. But I would get a rebuke he would get so angry with me. Telling me that all his life he has lived on his salary , all that he has made is from his own sweat and hard work, and in our great nation it is very difficult to make money till you sell your morality.

I am not saying that one can’t make or have a rich life without being corrupt , there are many who have done wonders, maybe my grand-dad never got that opportunity , although he did make little property in chandigarh as the prices then were peanuts and the Govt. was actually giving away land for peanuts just to make sure chandigarh as a city developed. Look at it now it is so hard to find a vacant place and everything is in Crores now .

My father too worked hard to make sure we had everything we wanted as we were growing up

Well I came to uk and I started building my life,  always had this in the back of my mind to try to go back to the place where my forefathers had lived, Had been working on this idea for a long long time.. Finally today another dream came true, that of owning a house in the same place where my grand-father had sold his share and moved out , Today 11th december was a good day , We are owners of a 3 bedroom house , the registry and everything went through fine, and what a relief it was.

When I got a call from my Mama Ji (my mom’s brother)  to tell me that the paperwork has gone through fine. It was a good feeling, so now all that remains is me booking my tickets and go there and actually be in the place and make it into a home.

They say we come to know about who the true friends are in time of need, I had to get together a lot of money in a very short time but thankfully we are blessed by some very good friends who came out and have helped me in the best way they could, And some helped without even me asking they knew  there will be need of money , and I did not want to take any loans etc for the reason, they all contributed and we had the full sum, that had to be paid.

December seems to have been a good month for me , 400th post and today this news , It seems god is happy with me.  I know I have some land and house etc , but they are like what my father bought and earned , so this is the first one that I own and it is a good feeling to own something of your own.

I know every one of you has been wishing me well and blessed me with the best of the wishes always, so please be like that always and thank you for the wishes they seem to be working for me.  I will post some pictures and all soon once I lay my hands on them myself. Actually to be truthful I have not even seen this house, my relatives back home had gone to see this and I talked to my Mama ji who said it was an ideal place and in a good location , so we went for it …

He made a remark that you have come back home, The place where the “MANN’S ” had settled earlier after independence,  Then they all moved out to greener pastures and I was going to go back to the place .. It was indeed a homecoming or will be once I land there.

Please everyone do keep me in your wishes and prayers.

Another thing has been ticked in the TO DO List

2012 has been so great.


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Please carry on reading this article if you are ready to think logically and understand.
1. If you are one of those people who will not listen to One wrong word against the country PLEASE STOP NOW, I am sorry.. This article is not for you, or for those who have one single track mind..
2. All those who think our country has nothing wrong ALSO STOP READING NOW.
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Zara Dholiya Dhol ute Daga lain oye
Hath rakh kan ute boli tun pain oye
Ful khidiya sab de man bhaunda
PUNJAB MERA RAHE WASDA
(Hey the man with the DHOL(drum), beat it , and sing the song, that as a flower is loved by everyone same way let my PUNJAB be loved to , let it live forever)

I remember the time when Punjab state was one of the most rich state, it was supposedly the state which fed the whole of the country .. But over the years things have changed drastically.. first the terrorism and now the political .. Actually hold on let me rephrase that

The state of Punjab was always given a Step motherly treatment by the centre govt. I am sure no one can deny that.. look what that has done to this state.. (carved three states from one state),  then terrorism happened which took us so many years behind , A whole generation of Punjabi youth was finished , disintegrated in those years.. the after math of that we are still feeling and some of us are living the horror.

The Government as usual is only busy in filling their own coffers, no one has time for that man, The man who gets up early morning no matter what the weather is like rainy,chilly, hot … He gets up to go and tend to his farmland, his animals.. a Typical day in the life of a farmer .. I know because I have done it .. been there ..worn the tee 🙂

Get up at the first light of about 4:30/5 in morning , It a different story that if you did not get up the village Gurudwara’s granthi made sure you get up when he started with his daily routine on the Speakers..

Go to the fields to take a round , by the time you got back the ladies in the house had the fire burning, stoves ready .. getting the food ready .. Breakfast would be a Big Mug full of Lassi, with Paranthas… and off to fields .. Tilling the land, sowing the seeds, watering the fields , etc etc a non stop day of work .. work and more work.. with little respite from weather.. sun shining hard and mighty .. or the winter chill going right inside to the bones .. Feet went numb when watering the fields in the middle of the night …

But all that was worth  the hardship, when the first green leaf appeared from the soil .. It also meant the start of problems –  not one but so many of them …

Typically it is like ,

kadi motor sad gayi
kadi bor khad gaya
kadi paindaa soka
kadi sab kuch had gaya
Meaning that either the Motor to the tube well burnt cause of the fluctuations in electricity, you get that fixed then there would be a problem with the tubewell itself.. Sometimes the water level would go down , with no water or there was  draught like situation… OR it would rain so much that there is excess of water  and we get floods…
The farmer has no other way then to go and get a loan from the bank, and hope that next season things will be different, with a bumper crop he can get rid of the loan, and earn some money.. the whole life cycle starts all over again .. but its the same outcome and this time
kishtaan bank diyaan tut gayina
saari duniya da anndata
oh saunda bhukha bhana

And now the he has not been able to pay the installment also… So now he has no crop, plus a defaulter with the bank.. he sleeps hungry the one who feeds the whole nation.

jatt di joon buri
tadap tadap mar jana
ridak ridak mar jana

Farmers have a bad life, they are going to die one day struggling..
This is the sad story of our farmers , if all goes well then the natural calamities takes over, diseases to the crops

paigi narme nu sundi
ganaa sukiya
das hun ki kariye
munda wehla kudiyaan jawaan hoiyaan
kehde khoohe dub ke maariye
mar mar jiun naalo taan changa hai iko din mar jana
Cotton (narma) has been attacked by american worm, sugarcane(ganna) has dried .. What can he do ..
His son is jobless, no work .. and daughters(kudiyaan) are grown now. they have to be married soon .. Which well can he throw himself down to die, that’s why they think that its better to die than live like this every day …
jatt di joon buri
tadap tadap mar jana
ridak ridak mar jana
What is going to happen to our farmers(jatt), not just in Punjab but everywhere its the same story .. We who live in the cities take everything for granted, do we sit for once and think about those who are actually providing for us, We go to a shop and buy the stuff with our money, the money which we MAY have earned after working hard.. but just imagine the plight of that farmer who is working so much harder than us, so we can eat, Yet he does not get what is due to them
Why don’t we have the guts to ask the question, we are arguing over stupid things , spending hours on useless things, Wake up people All this development that we keep barking about, is not good if the backbone of our country is broken and FARMERS are those backbone of our great nation… we need to ask this question
Sadiyan Fasllan Da
Kahto Launde Mul Vayapari

We do all the work, get the grain to the market then why does someone else put a price tag on our work.

Lets tell the Government

fasallan te sapriyaan de pithan te pump tikke ne
is waari holi te patan nahin kine jatt vike ne
hathyar hi sute haje chalaune nahin aseen bhule
raflaan diyan nalaan de rakhe ne muh haje tak khule
jit ke ja waddi hai kithe thagan di toli

(We carry the weight of the pumps holding the fertilisers and sprays on our backs..  This holi season god knows how many more farmers have sold themselves yet againWe might have thrown our WEAPONS (hathyaar).. But we have not forgotten how to use(chalauna) them,  We have kept the mouth of our RIFLES (raflaan) open,  Where do these THUGS go after winning the elections)

But what can I say when we ourself have cultivated these thorns in our life and given them permission to bleed us, kill us  for the next five years, Every Five years or less.

All lyrics are taken from songs sung by punjabi singh Babbu Mann..

The last time I visited my village we had a game of cricket at 5am in morning some pics..

I had NCC in college Air Wing. We had a Vayu-Sainik Camp which was to be held in Lucknow. Prior to that, a Pre-Vayu Sainik camp was held in Ludhiana, Punjab, where contingents from all over Punjab and Haryana participated where we were to be selected to represent Punjab.We boarded a train from Ludhiana to Lucknow.  As it so happened, it was the time when the Ayodhya problem was going on. The trains were filled up with people going to Ayodhya. We found that our bogey was already full of such people and no one agreed to give us space to sit, although we had the bogey all booked. So, what happened next,  happened in a jiffy.Someone pushed my friend Babbar and everything went haywire. The whole group of cadets went berserk. We threw each one of those guys out of the bogey to reclaim our berths. And so started the adventure, on the journey towards Lucknow.

Early morning, the train stopped at a place called Bareilly.It was a bit cold and the tea vendors came serving tea in earthen pots. Mahipal is another friend of mine who is very naughty and pulls pranks every now and then. Well, he was sitting on the berth next to the door.He was ordering tea for everybody. We all thought Mahipal is being very hearty buying tea for everyone, little did we know of his plan. Well, the train blew the horn, ready to move, and we could hear the guy arguing with him over some money. As the train started to move, we could hear the tea guy saying “Babu ji, paisa de do.. Nahin to acha nahin hoga”(give me the money or it wont be good for you)… but Mahipal did not budge. As the train caught speed, we could not believe what the tea man did!  He filled a couple of cups with HOT TEA and threw it inside at us!!! And NOW, Mahipal had no SMILE, he was actually in pain where the hot tea had spilt on him. I would have loved to have a Camera at that time to take some pictures of full of Pain Mahipal 🙂

Just got over this episode, when we found that one of the cadets, oh bless! I have forgotten his name let’s call him “A”, he was found hanging for dear life at the door of the next bogey. We could see him banging the door, but no one was opening it. It was scary and we tried pulling the chain but the train would not stop. We were shouting, screaming but a moving train no one could listen. Then someone had the idea of waving red clothes, we had our shirts, tees, turbans all red-coloured,  waving outside. We crossed a few stations and about half an hour later, the train started to slow down. The moment it stopped, each one of us rushed out,shouting for the people in the next bogey to open the doors.. The train guard – the driver all came over.. We found that the next bogey was full of Army personnel and they had a lot of ammunition in the bogey. They didn’t open the door fearing they were being attacked! HOW STUPID THE EXCUSE SEEMS!!  (Thinking now had we got mobile phones we could have rung the emergency people or the police , to alert them about what was going on , It could have ended in a tragedy this little episode.)

Finally we reached Lucknow station to find out that the city was under curfew. We had nowhere to go, there were so many people on the platform. We took a corner, put all our luggage and stuff and sat waiting for some news. An hour or so later, we saw Mahipal come running with a couple of dozens of bananas. “Eat them, eat them.. hurry!!!”, he started to change his clothes while we had the bananas. Then we saw a man come with a big can, to tell us the story that he had been conned into selling bananas in exchange for 5 ltr can of kerosene oil .What had happened was Mahipal had found an empty kerosene canister, filled it with water, obviously the upper layer was full of oil. Hence the barter was made and the poor man, pranked. 😀

So, the adventure continued for the next 20 days in Lucknow which was under curfew, while our camp was in the army area. But more fun started when the girls’ contingent arrived. Each day after 5pm, the whole lot of us would make sure to have a bath and get ready in our best clothes to impress the girls. IT was in that camp that I first saw a beautiful girl. It was love at first sight, at least from my side :). 50% I was in …

After the initial few days of doing the typical boy thing walking around her, making sure I was there when she came out of girls camp site, the whole camp almost knew about this. I am sure she knew it too, although she denied knowing it. I was trying every possible way to get to talk to her but never got an opportunity something or the other always came in between. It was typical Bollywood scenes.

We were the bad boys of the camp, ended up in so many fights with other boys to prove that Punjab boys were the strongest. One day,we had this massive fight with the Agra boys. We had a boy on floor, me on top of him in a duel, and guess who comes by, SHE!  The Camp Commandant gets to hear about our heroics, well it was heroics then, so what happens he calls me and Babbar to have a word with him, and IT HAD TO BE right in front of the Girls Camp gate!  The CC is shouting at us.. he goes onto say “You with the RED Jacket, who do you think you are, You hit me 20 times I will not fall down But If I give you one punch, you will go flying”.. I HAD TO LAUGH AT THE DIALOGUE.. because I was almost 6ft, well-built and this guy was about 5ft 4inches, thin, Oh I so wanted to punch the living daylights out of him. AT THAT precise moment, the girl’s dinner bell goes, out comes SHE, watching me shouted at.

I have never felt so embarrassed in my life! I am sure she wished she had a camera to take a quick picture of me at that time 🙂

Soon, all the girls – even the ones from Chandigarh contingent stopped talking to us.

On the last day of the camp, we had a cultural show. The boys were performing the Bhangra, the girls had their Gidha, after our performance we were all standing together when my friends started to push me towards her, it was out in the open. I finally got the courage to go up to her and proposed to her the typical Punjabi style .. “I want to be fraaannds with you”  To which she replied we are already friends ..OH now what… I blurted “No not that way, the other way” 🙂 …she walked away I did not see her again that evening.

Next day we were to take the trains back to Punjab, I tried my level best to look for her, she was nowhere to be found, It was turmoil, my Sargent was shouting at me to hurry , in the end with a heavy heart thinking this is it I jumped in the last truck ferrying us to the station. My love story finished before it started…

We reached the station to find that there were two trains that we were booked on. Our train was at about 3pm, the girls’ train was at about 5pm. I was waiting, fingers crossed that there was still a chance to see her but luck was running away. Meanwhile, Mahipal was at his tricks, he was going around collecting money to go and buy some kebabs. Sometime later, he returned with them. As we had the first kebab, he made a comment saying they are beef … oooops with so many people into religion, we could see them trying to vomit it all out and GUESS what more kebabs for us.

As I was feasting on the kebab, Babbar told me “she” wants to talk to me, Oh my god, I went up to “HER”, there she was smiling, I didn’t know what to say when she handed me something gift wrapped,  (The reason I could not see her all day was because she was running around for a gift  for me .. awwww  (I know) ) ..  I was gob smacked did not know what to say, Opened the present it said “Dear Bikram .. Lots of Love R”..  That was a MIRACLE.. How did it happen , why did it happen ..

I don’t remember what we talked or what I even said. But I was the happiest person on that platform, I remember sitting on one those army trunks talking for so long. My friends making funny faces at us, while her friends kept doing the same to her.

Then came the time to board the trains,  I did not want to go, so I went to Babbar and told him I Want to go in the next train, he was like how is it possible, We found out that 10 boys of Ambala contingent were going in the same bogey as the girls (lucky devils, i cursed the person who had booked out tickets). We talked to their Sergeant but he would not budge saying do what we may, we will not be allowed to go in the girls’ bogey.

oooops…

I was not going to give up, First time in my life some girl had liked me, was talking to me , so now the race started to find someone to swap my place, but no one would agree. Who would want to do that, go with boys when they could go with such lovely beautiful girls in the same bogey… So we had to do what we had to do.

The 3pm train started to move… We caught hold of  two guys from Ambala , dragged them to our bogey, where they were kept hold of. Both the trains were to pass the station at Bareilly, the idea was at Bareilly, the idea was I will get down there, wait for the second train to come, board it and be with HER.  It would be dark, hopefully the Sergeant won’t see me enter the bogey.

Bareilly station came I got down with a friend, waited for the second train to come, then started looking for the bogey… suddenly I heard a voice “Bikram”… oh bless the sweetest voice.. another MIRACLE She had kept a seat for me next to her’s… we talked and talked the whole night, the next day… we both expressed our love for each other. So that’s how my LOVE started.

Wish in those days we had the luxury of Mobile phones or Cameras, to take pictures it would have been so beautiful to have captured those moments in camera, or the mobile phone would have come very handy when trying to figure out what bogey she was sitting in. Today, everything has become so easy, with the Internet and smart phones making love easier than before. But those times were difficult times, and who knows how many such love stories must be floating in the hearts of many a people like me.

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Disclaimer :- A NONSENSE POST — Lots of thoughts going through my mind .. Weird ones ..

Over the years and time I have experienced and Heard this Line Everything in Life comes with a lot of luggage.. you say something to someone when you are emotional.. it takes a whole new meaning ..  a lot of external situations come into the whole scenario .. I have experienced that ..

What is love.. Why does love come with all the its and buts … If two people love each other than what is a whole load of plethora that comes in between..

We are taught a lot of stuff as we grow up , one of them is that we will meet someone , a lovely person and that we will have our very own happy ending ..  Each story we read or we are told tells us , implores us to wait for that special one , for that One person that will come into your life and somehow transform it into a New something …

Tell us to Wait for that unexpected declaration of love , No one tells us though how long we got to wait 🙂 .  and  in all this we sometimes lose the plot, in all this commotion , teachings, stories, experiences and focusing over the plot we still end up meeting the wrong person 🙂

We read the wrong signs ..

We lose our way and sometimes the will to think too .. to think logically and sanely, to use the messages .. To use the experiences .. to learn a lesson from the experiences.

We are unable to tell from the ones who want us and the others who don’t and WORSE  from the ones who are only there to use us, Like we do with a Mango.. you suck it dry and then throw it in the bin or worst still in a garbage heap lying in the corner of a road. .. USE YOU oh yes they do with such precise calculated moves..

We are Unable to tell from The ones who will be there for a while , be a leech and when there wishes are over they part ways.

From the ones who will stay from the ones who will leave ..

Then I hear people say MOVE ON.. I mean what is Moving on ..  Maybe Picking up pieces and Starting all over again , freeing ourself for something better in future .  Maybe the happy ending of this manipulated-dirty-Cheap-calculating relation is the MOVING ON.. Or

Maybe The Happy ending is the Happy Knowing that through all the broken hearts,  through all those misread signs .. through all that feeling of being used up.. through all that crap  ..

Through all that time spent with someone Disloyal.. with someone who is a CHEAT .. someone who was False .. someone who was with the black heart .. someone who was just a user .. someone who just wanted the money .. someone who just wanted the SEX .. now not with you but with someone else …. Maybe thats Moving on..  

Maybe in all this Time we never gave up hope  and maybe we will find that one person … or WILL WE…