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