hmmmm...lots of things to do

“You should learn by mistakes of others, because u will not live long enough to make all of them by own self” but that should not be the attitude when it comes to trying and doing different things in life, which we call “dream to do” yaaa… I am going crazy now…

yes I am becoming wild and actually frantic of doing so many things in my life so here comes few thing which I have discovered I would like to do in my life time so here the list goes on..

5 things, I just love about winter.
1. The cold breeze...
2. I can wear lots of make-up it never sweats in winter.
3. Bonfire parties I loveee it with grilled fish and barbeque.
4. Lots of hot cups of coffee.
5. My black and red sweater.


5 things, I want to do this winter.
1. Eat lots of ice creams at a time.
2. To buy a cool black jacket
3. Learn to make “Irish tea & coffee”
4. Watch james cameron’s “AVTAAR” nothing to do with winter but it’s the season’s biggest blockbuster
5. Learn to drive a car


5 things, I love do before I die.
1. To be proficient in “Tarrot” reading.
2. To do photography at “Ladakh”, seriously I am waiting for it.
3. A cruise trip and explore few continent.
4. A long vacation with loved ones at “Seychelles”.
5. To visit “Times square”


5 things, I wish science can gift.
1. Charging free mobile (I hate to cable it daily)
2. A time machine (I want to meet Cary Grant)
3. Permanent lenses (so irritating wearing and cleaning daily)
4. A medicine which can cause no carbohydrate and cholesterol to get activated in body.
5. Dry wash for hair (I get annoyed shampooing daily)

5 places, where I want to eat.
1. at a Punjabi dhaba on a highway.
2. Roadside stalls..(hmm the momos, soup, rolls they are just delicious, cant resist)
3. Bordi’s authentic barbeques
4. Mughalai at “AMENIA” (their reshmi kawab, biriyani, n razala are best u can ever have)
5. At a posh restaurant (right now can’t afford so postponed)


5 things, I would like to own in my life.
1. A “PORSCHE” with a navigator of course, not good enough with roadways.
2. A telescope, (to view more twinkles and can make myself more dreamy and romantic)
3. An exclusive make-up range. (I am talking to girlish but I would die to have it)
4. An island, (I wish I can become rich like TATAs one day..!!)
5. A chain of five star spas in capitals.


5 things, I would like to change.
1. Peoples’ civic sense while driving oh they are just awful.
2. Delhi’s traffic system. It is so dreadful.
3. Summers, I wish it could be 12 months winter here.
4. Dhoni, (I want Ganguli to be captain again..)
5. My pc I want a plasma monitor now.

But that’s enough now. My brain has done overtime and I am not going to pay it. And as time rolling on I am tired and need a sound sleep.
Good night every one
Love you
Deepika….

i still remember...

I still remember, the first time when we met,
I still remember, when you asked me my name,
I still remember, the first time you called me,
I still remember, when you said you love me.

I still remember, when we nattered on phone,
I still remember, when we chatted for so long,
I still remember, I loved you through my soul.
I still remember when you left me all alone.
I still remember, how much I loved you,
I still remember how much I missed you.

So many times I cried, thousand times I asked why?
But there were no replies from your side.


I needed to say you one time that I can’t live without you,
I needed to say you one time, I always loved you.


I still remember, how I pleased you not to go,
I still remember, the way you left me all alone.


Years later you were back again,
Giving me a life, making me immortal again.


I can’t believe it, the way you came back,
I can’t believe it, you were with me again.


I remember, when we sat on that bench,
I remember, the promises that you made,
I remember, when we saw the sunset,
I remember, the promises that I made.


I remember, when you called me by my name,
I remember, you promised not be fake.
I remember, when you held my hands,
I remember, the way you were back.


I remember, when you called me again,
I remember, when we nattered again.

Don’t deny it, that you never left me.
Don’t deny that you never saw me in your dreams.
Don’t blame me, that I asked you to go,
Don’t blame me, if you had an ego.


I started living, I started loving,
I started cherishing, I started caring
Now, I was in love with you again,
How can I forget you were back again.


I closed my eyes, I saw you face,
With spreaded smile, I shied with grace.


I still remember, the first time when we fought,
I still remember, it was last time when we talked.


I want to ask you, why you were gone again?
I want to ask you, why you did it to me again?
You hurt me, the way you always do.
You left me the way you always do.


I can’t forgive you, for the way you left me,
I can’t forgive you, the way you said no to me.


You left me, as you did before,
I cried, as I did it before.


I sat on that bench, but you were not beside,
I saw the sunset, but you were not nearby.
You broke my heart the way you did before,
You never understood why I loved you for.


I still forgive you, because I know how much I love you,
I still forgive you, the reason I always loved you.


Don’t come back, I don’t want to be hurt again.
Please don’t come back, I can’t go through that pain again.


I still remember, the way you left me,
I still remember, what you meant to me.
I still remember, the way you were gone again,
I still remember, the pain you gave me again..

Enticing.. Great job

Aahhh. Great .. what master piece, seriously people last day I went to Indian habitat center, thereby I went to a painting exhibition. There were few painters works displayed, but I liked simultaneously all of Vijender Sharma’s paintings, its colors, texture, theme and everything. Its was just so wow!!.. It seems to be real and a connection which actually coerced me to think. And I am still into it.



Then I went to photography gallery by Tarun chabra another great show. ohh!!.. My God I never knew lenses can tell more then words. What an imaginative mind he has. All women in so colorful sarees, but with a veil hiding their faces from men around. That truly gives the idea of domination over Indian women by male sovereignties. It really touched me.


How they can do such great jobs. Really I wish I could have even a percent of their imaginative mind.


Now I will always go to watch out those stuffs regularly, and try to return with something creative.


Cheers


Deepika..

dream come true

Aahhh!!…its true, yes its true, not a dream, it really happened to me.



Oh gosh!! I can’t write it in words, what I felt when I first time placed my foot on stage. Uumhh..!!


It’s not like I never been to stage before, but being in a dance group is different than performing an act on stage, where people will listen to your voice. With no mics around you have to deliver your dialogues with high pitch still maintaining a soft tone is a tuff job to do, but this was the day for which I spent last month’s every evening rehearsing just to hear one applause by the audience while performing.The best appreciation an artist could get and thankfully for my first act show I got some. It gives a tremendous satisfaction when you hear people laughing and clapping after your dialogues ensuring you that they are actually enjoying your piece of work.


Very same morning when I reached SRC for our dress rehearsal one of my co-actor took me to the stage, while the time all light work were going on only a spot light was flashed on stage. I occupied the space under the spot light an rolled my eyes over  each an every corner of the auditorium, it instantly gave a spread to my face, and then I closed my eyes and got an illusion of people clapping loud n loud people shouting ‘great show’ and again clapping I could actually hear the sound, I could feel the energy but that was not a false dream when I opened my eyes I knew the next few hours would change me I will happier person, I knew the dream I saw, standing there on stage with the spot light on me, that my dream will turn to be real very soon. At 4 pm we started our dress rehearsal it was day's first too, it stretched by 6.15 pm and just before my scene that I needed to rehearse the doors were opened and audience started pouring to the auditorium and then the curtains were fetched down and I didn’t actually got a chance to check my pitch. The show was just about to start in next 10 minutes. I came into the wings area and saw Guru jee performing rituals before the show the curtains were down, when I saw towards my left, it was Manoj sir with folded knees praying for a good show. And then it was me to pray next, to ask God to give me the power, determination and energy to do my job, I was nervous because I didn’t got any dress rehearsal, I didn’t knew how my voice is going to sound like. Just one day before the show I met to an accident while on my way to home, where an auto hit me, and my right leg got injured, I got deep scars bleeding and most fatal was the pain I was not able to walk properly. With bandaged wrapped around I was still enthusiased about my job. They were just the hurdles that I needed to pass from to achieve my dream. And then it was the final time.


6.35pm the show started, light where on, the auditorium was filled with audience, and then the show started while running back stage I didn’t felt any pain in my leg I don’t know what actually kept me going it was just the feeling of “ON STAGE”. My scene was the second last scene where I have to shout out loud in pain. When the stage got dark and I was taking position I don’t know what happened to me, I was not me! I was not at all thinking about my family who were there in the audience, not about the people whom I invited, not about the audience reaction, not about what any of my co-actors. I was just the lady in that yellow saree, wearing glass bangle, vermillion and a bindi as a rural women would dress like. During my scene I heard claps and laughter and when it ended I gone to the back stage and my co-star appreciated me. Oh! I came to know I did it. And when the show ended all artists were asked to join the stage. After honoring Guru jee, Tarun Thiyam jee was asked to give flowers to the artist and after Guru jee introduced every artist individually, when my named was called oh claps!! and I was so satisfied.


And when I asked Guru jee how was the show he said ‘achcha kaam kiya’ the best compliment I got. And than Bharti sir too like it so what else I can ask for.


I AM HAPPY VERY HAPPY..

my first play on 11th december 2009

Wow,, its just 2 days from now. First time I will be on stage doing what I always wanted to do. My first theatre play is on 11th December at 6.30pm in shri ram centre, I am so excited anxious nervous, it’s a cocktail of feelings. I waited for this moment for so long and now when it’s really happening to me, I just don’t know either its for real or a dream. If it’s a dream I don’t want to wake up, I would like to laze down with closed eyes throughout my life.



I am doing this play with Satish Anand and Omprakash Bharti (playwrite). Satish sir is being one of the acclaimed actor, director in theatre who is also been former Vice Chairman to Bihar Sangeet Natak Academy, Patna, Former Artistic Director, Shri Ram Centre (SRC), New Delhi and currently DEAN , Department of Acting, AAFT (Asian Academy of Film & Television) Noida. He has also won some prestigious awards like SNA Award (National Award), PARISHAD SAMMAN (State award Delhi), Bhikhari, Thakur Shikhar Samman, Sera Paanch Samman, IFTA Kolkata.


The play is named “Bandh Tootne Do” is a rural play based in Bihar on the bank river cosi. With the modern criteria of government building dams in rivers, corrupted engineers filling their pockets with governments’ money at risk of thousand of villagers lives and greedy insurance corporate to mold villagers to invest in oder snatch the relief at times of disasters, generating greed in villager’s soul. Like every year after the monsoon the damn in again in a state to collapse and whole area would come under flood. The traumatized villagers seeking for some help from government, in condition, if the damn collapse and flood covers their village, all their homes, land, crops, cattles and natives will be demolished. Few greedy villagers making plans how to grab relief in flood, and few villagers depressed about the adversities of the flood. And than one day the damn finally falls out. Now what happens to the village and villagers is what u have to came and see on 11th December 2009 sharp at 6.30pm at shri ram centre.

18th november, how can i forget..!!

18th of November hmm…



My few friends share same birthday today, and guess what I don’t have their numbers any more, some how I lost the contacts. They all live in different cities; I wanted to wish them but how? I can’t call them up!! So I thought what else could be done. Then an idea came to my mind and that was “My BLoG”. What an idea ma’am jee. So here’s my list goes on..


Happy Birthday to “Jyoti”, sorry I know you are in Delhi, but I don’t have your number.


Happy Birthday to “Shaizta”, why have you changed your number, and if you did you should have given me the new one.


Happy Birthday to “Ankita” hope you are enjoying you much awaited college life.


Happy Birthday to “Sneha”, so how’s the Kolkata girl?


Happy Birthday to “Pooja di”, this year please watch at least one movie, it’s a request.


So here’s wishing them a very very HAPPY BIRTHDAY.


Awesome blossom Birthday to all, may all your wishes come true. Have happy and healthy life.


GOD blesses you all. Well I bless you too (ha-ha…!)


With love..
Deepika

Avenue..

What a day it was, really I spent some wonderful time in this beautiful weather today. Enjoying the cool gust, the dropped temperature, streets and traffic too for a change!!..



My day started quite early when I woke up at 6 (oh!! I could not believe without an alarm) but I felt li’l bit of cold as climate is getting chiller day by day, so I thought to spend some more time in bed. After some time bordi (my sis) came by n wake me up so sweetly that I was tend to live my cozy blanket behind.


I made a cup of tea and picked up the newspaper. Having a sip of my warm tea I found (thankfully!)There were no rape case articles in today’s edition. Then I got up planned my day. Today I was all set to take membership in a public library (which till date some how I was not able to have), thereby I went Delhi public library in sarojni nagar. Unfortunately the library is been closed for two years for its renovation, I was quite disappointed, but the weather was too good that I couldn’t let my self being upset for longer period. So I thought to take a drive around. Some how while discovering new routes I found myself driving in Aurangzeb road. I was just enthralled by the avenue I driving through. I saw some embassies situated there like ‘Embassy of Qatar’, ‘Embassy of Emirates’, ‘Embassy of Thailand’, ‘Embassy of USA’, ‘Australia High Commission’, all in the same route, despite of the huge buildings and large green lush gardens in front, the roads were to smooth to drive. Though most of the red lights were not working, but in this beautiful cloudy weather, with cold breeze I was just enjoying my drive. While driving I discovered that I was not able to see the sky in some place as trees from the both roofed the road in such a spectacular way as if they all are welcoming to have wonderful driveway. The branches were drooping with pleasure, with cold gust the leaves were dancing the tune as they were enjoying puff of air with elegance and greeting the advent of winters in Delhi.


Oh!! What an adorable portrait it was, I found it completely irresistible. I wish that the road could have never ended but as it is said “every road ends to its destination”. And my avenue ended up in a thought that actually I like this city now.


It’s too royal, the monuments, the streets, the buildings, every thing makes it so imperial to feel. I believe driving in pin 1 areas makes everyone feel like a “MOGUL” in their own ways as I was feeling today. When I saw the Jaipur polo ground I wish I could ride a horse too, some day or the other I will learn horse riding, but for now I am enjoying my driving skills full fledgedly. Oh I am still cherishing my blissful mood after my drive and nurturing the memories I gathered today.


Hope tomorrow will discover some more beautiful places like today and can make my stay in Delhi a worthwhile finding out more beautiful places and can cultivate my love for the city even more. It’s really the capital and it itself witnesses why it is the capital.


Hmm.. My affection for this city has started growing from today. And guess what? I like the change within me.


Love u all


Yours


Deepika….

the poet in me

Sorry people for not writing in so long. I know when I started writing to this blog. I promised to myself that I will give my full time and attention to this blog and will post regularly. But from last few weeks many things are actually occupied my mind. As I written earlier in my blog that I am still on my way “discovering my self”, which doesn’t mean I have surrendered my self in a lab (hah!!..) but actually I am trying to realize what are the different and new things which I want to do, that could impress me and can engage me for long.



What I would love to do in my spare time (well now days most of the time is spare time for me aahhh!! I hate it) but still as later I won’t be in a mood I guess.


So I tried on doing so many things, which I never did before


I started reading, hey!! I did it before! But this time with few new authors and a new spirit, at one point I closed the book and kept it aside, now it was turn for my next big thing beside.


I started painting ohh!! That needs lots of patience, I painted few clay pots and wrote my name after some time I washed my brush arid the paint. That was not for me foe holy saint


I was mesmerized by the idea of making candles at home this diwali, but the mess I made took interest away.


Oh! I was so confused what do next. Than came the idea of chatting on phone with mates. Few days were good then it made me depressed. Now whenever my phone rings, I ask, why? You are calling me. Its too boring don’t ring me again


When I saw my bill at month end, I was looking for someone around from whom I can lend.


Then I got the idea of watching bollywood masala films, I didn’t knew it’s to weird, I wont watch it again it’s a fake realm.


How hero heroin can get romantic while dancing around the trees, changing to designer clothes in a second’s spree.


I was so shocked when the girl met to an accident, thanks to make man she didn’t had scratched faced. When I met to an accident I got scars all around and an injured knee, I wish that movie I wouldn’t have ever seen.


Then I played computer games few hours a day, but I got a spin ache, so left it for my health’s sake. I wish I could run like Max Payne. Spurt the criminal like V cop’s Officer Ted. But I was getting so annoyed so I started playing the Ranch Rash game.


I grew vegetables, crops and grains; I sold them to the merchant in weekly sale. I was so engrossed that I forgot it was only a game. So what I was an expert won some trophies and a gold medal. I made bread, sauce, cheese, jams and jellies, but that was in my desktop I couldn’t eat.


It gave me idea of making my own ranch, but in the city I stay I don’t own a land. So I gone to my terrace and planted few seeds. Toweling the pots the dust caused me to sneeze.


I left the plants far behind, I didn’t wanted to do it anymore. I ask my mum to water the plant, and I started hunting for new things kept in store.


I sat on the couch and laid behind, I was analysis what I have in my mind? One of my secrete wishes came to my mind; I wish I could predict my future with a fortune guide. I came to my room, started searching for something, the Tarot card set caught my eyes, and it was tempting.


I didn’t waited a minute, and spread the cards. The first two were good but the “Hanged man” made me more confused. Now tell me deepika what you will do?


Enough of new tasks, enough of failures. I wanted to something new, but all those thoughts now got disappeared.


I looked so much to the future that I forgot my memories I kept. I opened my diary while reading I slept. I got a dream what I always love to do. It was writing my every moment which I want to do.


I started rhyming which I never did before; I started writing which I did before. I love writing every now and then. I don’t need to pen that, I have my blog where I can write again and again..






So it was me moa myself and I hope to have some more stuffs to post ahead so please don’t disappear and keep reading writing comments.


Thanks. Love you all.

Right way to do right thing

Wow really I liked it…seriously. Today when I was going through the newspaper I really liked the approach of Rahul Gandhi, he has really got something which makes him different from the mob of other politician. Generally I am not captivated by politics much but what he did is really praiseworthy. I hope you all know that on Tuesday he travelled through shatabdi express in chaircar to ludhiyana. Now is there anyone else who did this to address that politians should travel through economy class as most of citizens do? That really made an impression on me. I am not diehard devotee of congress though, but now I really think he deserves to lead. His idea of practicing austerity can really move the nation. Actually it was kind of unexpected thing, he belongs to aristocratic family and for him to drink water in plastic cups which is severed to all other passengers, eating the same provided meals wrapped in foils as he refused to take special menu to cater him is commendable. It might be the privilege that elated the other passenger travelling through the same compartment but what made it happening was him to travel like a common man. He even refused to take the flowers at the station. Though the resultant could have been much better if pebble were not thrown still it’s just the beginning and as “gurubhai-- says agar log aapka virodh karte hai to maanlo ki aap taraqi kar rahe ho” so what I feel is keen watching him doing his things and I am really looking forward to his next step.

JAI HO…!!!!!

Missing BANGALI AKHRA...!!!!

Today when I started checking my mails, there was one mail that caught my eyes and I got stuck to it. It was from a very old friend from my hometown wishing me for the coming “Durga pooja”. He always knew that it was the three days time for which I used wait for whole year “ye Durgo poojo ashche”. I used to be so excited, it was best time of the year. We all used to wait for it the whole year. But this time something is missing, suddenly I realized it’s just a week to arrive, what could it be, my hometown? where I spent my most of the poojos or my friends with whom I used to make plans to visit pandals or may it be anxiety to meet all relatives at “BANGALI AKHRA” as it was the only once we could make it in the whole year or it may be the essence of trill before the poojo to arrive lots of shopping that already started one month earlier or may be DAD as we use to make plans how to rob him in saptami ashthami and navami to enjoy the chilling of tongue while leaking ice creams one after one and the another or playing games in different stalls sometime winning and most of the time loosing or eating spicey chats and phoochkas and sometime if we get lucky then going for some rides in giant wheels or nauka vihar in fates all wearing new dresses looking their best with the attitude “my dress is more prettier than yours… “ wow how great those days were!!!. The whole city lighted up and cleaned the fragrances of dhoops coming from all around..uummhhhh I am getting nostalgic, and on the last day that’s dashami going to jethus’ house and eating jethumuni’s authentic home made snaks nimki, goja, bonde, hinger-kochuri with cha..aahhhh yummy!!! and then asking jethu for handful of pronomi our well deserved right to earn money from them and filling our pockets. But what I really miss is those, carefree days that kiddhies mind giggling with all cousins discussing fashion, dresses, sandals, bags, hairstyles, movies and our favorite topic the smartest guy in BANGALI AKHRA and seeing all bhaies wearing denims and checks or new t-shirts and other day in complete traditional attire and spending all their energy day and evening trying to impress the beautiful girls there… we all sister use to call our brothers “mission to impress start ho gaya” and some times when our few friends used to join us there, all their concentration darted on us offering cold drinks and ice creams in every five minutes just to grab a chance to speak to our friends.. they were just too much.!!! But now I feel lost somewhere, everyone is busy in their own lives, their work and families everyone is parted from each other. That excitement is missing, that emotion is missing. Here in Delhi poojo is not at all like we use to have in Patna its metro not a small town like Patna where people used wait for three days fate for the whole year.



Not having much expectation from poojo this year what I have decided doing this year is going to CR Park but most of the time I will cherish the memories of old poojo days of Patna.

Fatal they call...!!!

I thought of start writing to my blog quite earlier but …..Gosh!!! What a way to start writing. On second last day of august that was the thirtieth I was on my way to saket from home and within 50 meters distance I met to an unfortunate accident oh! what mess it was I broke down my bike, I fell down got severe injury in my right leg my right wrist my head. For few second during I crashed to the scooter coming from front, I didn’t knew what happening I didn’t realize the instinct even, it was just a blackout that faded into my mind. I closed my eyes because I was unable to see the worse thing happening to me. I felt some jerks while crashing dig dig dig… my bike was over leg few people came running to our accident spot. I sat on road my upper lip was continuously bleeding after a couple of minutes I stood up I realized that I was unable to walk I was not carrying my cell phone at that time it took lot of my will power and determination to gather some energy come back to home the most difficult task was ascending to the forth floor through stairs believe me it was the hardest pain of my life I want to cry I want someone to carry me up there at home but at the same time I didn’t wanted to be loosy bone who couldn’t face the difficulty of her own. I came back home of my own, when I came back I saw my leg I was heart broken that time it was not because of the pain but by seeing my it didn’t took me more than ten seconds to know that for next two or three weeks I have to sit at home all thing which were lined up is all going to cancelled I had my interviews my discussions everything was put on hold. Thankfully it was not a fracture otherwise I would have hated myself like never before. Thankfully the man riding the scooter with his two kids didn’t got a single injury else I would have never forgiven myself specially the kids they were all right. When I came back I told to truth to everyone my family my friends that it was me to drove it in wrong way it was my mistake I couldn’t have blamed that man specially when I don’t know him for my fault I want to be kind of person who not only realizes her fault but also except it.
By the time I was at home resting and going through healing I realized that that no matters how worst situations you face but one thing that you need to have is your determination that will make you your way out from that ugly situation. When I was on my way to home from accident place I was unable to walk one time I also thought to call someone and ask them to take me home but what kept me marching my way to the home I was in deep pain but what kept me going was my determination my goal to reach home and without weeping and thinking about pain of my swollen leg. Now I know you should apply the same attitude toward your life too, you should be determined in the same way to reach your career goal the ultimate destination you want to reach in your life. Few months back I didn’t knew that what I am doing is it really what I want to do where I want to belong but now I know where I have to go where I belong to and what is my ultimate destination and I am going to march towards my goal with same kind of attitude an determination.
Deepika