scaring mind

Why it becomes so much difficult to know the reason of our anxiety. The restless we carry while lying on bed, which do not let us to sleep even when we close our eyes for long very long. The possibility is the fear of losing everything in dark. Everyone do not see dreams when they sleep, they even see nightmares. Nightmares that scares them.

trivia

With all the things happening to us we barely spend some time thinking about what is actually correct and what is incorrect or wrong. We don’t give any time thinking. Thinking for most of us means dreaming, dreaming about a “happy me”. But what we know as truth is it really true or a lie is a real loll? Why don’t we use our sixth sense which people call ‘antaratma’ to think about with a deep down breathe to answer us such few things, else then assuming or accepting things as they are served to us.



Being a human it is necessary for us to differentiate between right and something immoral, using your own intelligence seeing the other side of the mirror, not by just looking to our reflection. To know the both sides, to investigate before being judgmental over anything, not necessarily to be ‘sherlok homes’ rather to be balanced before judging. Judging in own way is the easiest thing a man can do unless and until he knows the whole trivia.

missing

It’s been four years down the line. 16^th November 2006 and now its 16^th November 2010 the day Dad left. Miss you so much Dadaa miss you so much. For past few nights I see you in my dreams every night and more I see you is more I miss you. Wish you were still around we could have a lot of fun, we could have cooked together, we could have fought all over again and loads of other things, but you decided to leave so soon. Will always remember the way you always wanted yourself to be remembered. I wish to have you as a father in my next life too. Love you dad as I always do…miss you.

yours,

va..

Day 1 as a Single female traveler

I was didn’t knew much about the place. When I was a kid I went there so many times but all that was just a kid’s memory where I dad flashes of the places where I went but wasn’t able to recoil the names. But the only name I had in mind was “Esplanade”. Must go kind of place but some how that wasn’t the picture I had in my mind but who cares as there’s huge market  people shopping around, I mean what else would a girl want! While wandering through the streets I found myself starving looking for a place to eat and guess just few feet away there came one of destination “Aminia”. I remember whenever I went there with Dad, me and Dad as a complete foody where bound to go there at least once for my treat. Their biriyani, kawabs and chaps are just in world. Having good meal there feels like heaven and if you ever go to visit Kolkata must go to Aminia and try kawab and chap there its awesome.

to be continue...

kolkata

Hi people no no I know I am writing here after such a long time but you know what this time I have so many things to tell you. I was in Kolkata (sounds good KOLkata …truly) I went there with an idea of exploring it though it was kind of family visit but still I was able to take some time out for me alone where I can enjoy the beauty of the place. And so like a single female traveler I started my journey within Kolkata.

Theres a possibility..part 2

Its was an unknown number, she picks it up and says “Hello”

The other side a guy replied. “Where are you? I was waiting for your call from so long.”
She laughed. “Oh honey! Its you, ah I was waiting for your call too, sometime I even thought you have forgotten me, thank god you called, I am missing you so much, I wish you were here, so that I could see you” . The guy replied “even I am missing you, want to see you…..” their chat continued.
Everyday they were talking on phone, with thousand miles distance they thought they were still very much in love. The time and the distance weren’t barriers for them. One evening he calls her with a little surprise in his pocket. “I have a little surprise for you” he said. The girl says “what?” The guy replied “my session will start next week so I thought before it beginnings how it would be if we can meet?” the girl with an amazed voice “are you serious, really are you coming?” he said “yes this weekend I will be with you. And we two are going to have lot of fun together.” She was more than happy she was going to see him after months. She planned out the best things for him. It was the day she went to station to receive him wearing the best smile to her face.
The weekend she spent, she remembers to be the best time in her life. Sometimes when he used to call her he teased her talking about other girls, and knowing him so well she always use to say “why don’t you start dating those ladies may they also have some luck.” The guy with nagged tone “aren’t you at all possessive about me, you always say me the same thing? Why should I? The girl “then what shall I say”. The guy “tell me not to talk about them, tell me don’t see them, tell me I am all yours and I am only allowed to love you.” The girl “that’s what I said, you are only allowed to love me apart from that I don’t have any problem if you see other girl because I know I own you.”
But her faith in him wasn’t enough though. Nothing in life is stable. And as the time rolled on she realized his call dwindled. She was wondering what has happened and now whenever she called him, he never came on line. With no replies she called him for consecutively fourteen day that was the last day, and she knew he will never call her again.
After a few months she makes him a call believing it to be her final call, but this time too he didn’t took her call she then left a message for him “Dad died last week, I am leaving the place forever, just wanted to tell you what I am going through. Will never disturb you again, take care.” Within five minutes he called “just got your message what happened”. She replied “you knew it was me, still you didn’t pick up the call, you asked you brother to answer. I am calling you after months we both know there’s nothing between still when I am calling you after so much time, might I have to say something important”, the guy “I know, but suddenly your name flashed and didn’t knew what to say” after they spoke he asked her to stay in touch.
Was his words were enough, will know in the next post.

Theres a possilbility..part I

When ever we speak about love, we talk about memories the good ones and the bad ones, the things and the places and the moments that made us happy. Either it’s just calling your guy every morning waking him up or him calling you in the midnight to say

“Good night”,
Texting each other throughout the day and waiting eagerly for the replies with “love you” written at the bottom. It all comes with affection and warmth of love you share. But what happens when you certainly realize that you were living in a dream, what happens when weeks and months passes on after he is gone. You still remember his last words
“This is the very last time you are hearing me I am leaving, wont be back again, you will never see me again or hear me again, it’s good for both of us. Bye”
without giving you any reason why he is leaving, you felt magnetized, to let him go no where, pleading him not to leave you, you will do anything as he would say still he didn’t heard your beseeches no matters how many times you said
“Please don’t go. I love you, I can’t live without you, you are taking my soul away with you, please don’t go”
but he never turns back to see your face and walks. And you wait for him at the same place for hours hoping that he will be back for you. But is there any possibility of him coming back to you?
Lets read a small story here, might be an ordinary one, but still with same emotions and ditches.
The story begins few years back when a girl went to her friends’ wedding some place. She felt quite isolated to the place she only knew few people at the wedding and then she was introduced to a guy. They both liked talking to each other and then she left, after some time the girl saw him sighted one corner away from the crowd. The girl again steps to his side and starts talking, making him felt his presence at the wedding. They both were so engrossed while talking to each other that for the whole evening they were accompanying each other. They sooner realized quite attracted to one another and decided to meet the very next day again. They travelled throughout the city. When they were together they almost talked about everything, about own selves and when they were not together the whole time they spent thinking about one another. For next few days they spend a lot of time together either wandering in the city streets or calling each other. But now it was the time for the girl to leave for home. The guy said;
“Please, don’t leave so soon what I am going to do in this place I don’t know anyone here else then you. Stay here for few more days. We will leave together".
But the girl was bound to leave she couldn’t stay any longer she explained;
“My family is waiting they are calling me everyday, I have to leave tomorrow”.
The boy “then how we are going to be in contact, I may not be able to visit you every week?”
The girl “we will call each other mail each other. Its just matter of few months and then we will be together”
The boy didn’t knew what to say he kissed her on her forehead and said “I am going to miss so much, and remember I love you, always and forever” and then she lefts.
The girl returns home weeks passed the whole time she couldn’t stop herself thinking about all of him. Thinking about the moments they were together and waiting for his call. The more time passed the girl was more unconditionally in love with him. One evening she was sitting in her balcony in full moon glimpse and suddenly her phone rings.
To be continued….

Nepolean love letter # 3

Verona, July 17, 1796

I write you, me beloved one, very often, and you write very little. You are wicked and naughty, very naughty, as much as you are fickle. It is unfaithful so to deceive a poor husband, a tender lover! Ought he to lose all his enjoyments because he is so far away, borne down with toil, fatigue, and hardship? Without his Josephine, without the assurance of her love, what is left him upon earth? What can he do?
We had yesterday a very bloody affair; the enemy has lost many men, and has been completely beaten. We have taken the whole country around Mantua.
Adieu, adorable Josephine; one of these nights your door will open with a great noise; as a jealous person, and you will find me on your arms.
A thousand loving kisses.
BONAPARTE

seems when a lover is away from his love his passion and desire for being with his love rises with thousand more folds.

Nepolean love letter # 2

Marmirolo, July 17, 1796

I have received your letter, my adorable friend. It has filled my heart with joy. I am grateful to you for the trouble you have taken to send me the news. I hope that you are better today. I am sure that you have recovered. I earnestly desire that you should ride on horseback: it cannot fail to benefit you.
Since I left you, I have been constantly depressed. My happiness is to be near you. Incessantly I live over in my memory your caresses, your tears, your affectionate solicitude. The charms of the incomparable Josephine kindle continually a burning and a glowing flame in my heart. When, free from all solicitude, all harassing care, shall I be able to pass all my time with you, having only to love you, and to think only of the happiness of so saying, and of proving it to you? I will send you your horse, but I hope you will soon join me. I thought that I loved you months ago, but since my separation from you I feel that I love you a thousand fold more. Each day since I knew you, have I adored you yet more and more. This proved the maxim of Bruyere, that "love comes all of a sudden," to be false. Everything in nature has its own course, and different degrees of growth.
Ah! I entreat you to permit me to see some of your faults. Be less beautiful, less gracious, less affectionate, less good, especially be not over-anxious, and never weep. Your tears rob me of reason, and inflame my blood. Believe me it is not in my power to have a single thought which is not of thee, or a wish I could not reveal to thee.
Seek repose. Quickly re-establish your health. Come and join me, that at least, before death, we may be able to say, "We were many days happy." A thousand kisses, and one even to Fortuna, notwithstanding his spitefulness.
BONAPARTE

even after living miles away Josephine was in his mind and soul. Her aura completely captured his mind. he wanted live with her before death could separate them forever...

Napoleon Bonaparte's love letters

Love most undefined emotion, so I picked it as my flavor of writing this season. Yes it’s all going to be Love, Love and only Love here. With so many true lovers in this world I will share few of the most romantic love letters with you all from the past and the present and to make all of us feel how love exist around us. To begin with I am here attaching “Nepolean’s” love letters to Josephine. When he was mile away during wars but his love for Josephine remained anchored to his heart. It is believed that he wrote about 75000 letter before and after their marriage. His tender loving and emotional letters can articulate that even being such a leader in battle ground and military mind he was prolific letter writer and a passionate lover.

Days after Napoleon and Josephine were married. Napoleon left to command the French army near Italy. Throughout the following months, he begged her to join him in Milan for their honeymoon. This letter is one from the series.

April 1796:


I have your letters of the 16th and 21st. There are many days when you don’t write. What do you do, then? No, my darling, I am not jealous, but sometimes worried. Come soon; I warn you, if you delay, you will find me ill. Fatigue and your absence are too much.
Your letters are the joy of my days, and my days of happiness are not many. Junot is bringing twenty-two flags to Paris.
You must come back with him, you understand? — hopeless sorrow, inconsolable misery, sadness without end, if I am so unhappy as to see him return alone. Adorable friend, he will see you, he will breathe in your temple; perhaps you will even grant him the unique and perfect favor of kissing your cheek, and I shall be alone and far, far away. But you are coming, aren’t you? You are going to be here beside me, in my arms, on my breast, on my mouth? Take wing and come, come!
A kiss on your heart, and one much lower down, much lower!
Bonaparte

LOVE...

How does it feel to be in love? Does it give the same feeling like buying ice creams with friends in the recess, or reading mills n boons in teens hiding from mom, or like buying pink bag and green shoes spending all pocket money just to save fashionista in college. It was so wonderful. We all grew up reading fairy tales cinderella, snow white, sleeping beauty and so many, it made us feel so real and holy, that we imagined it to be true, that we almost imagined ourselves in that white gown waiting for prince riding his horse, his cape flying and a shining silver sword. But as we grew up the idea of a perfect love story faded and now that we became so practical in our lives that we precisely do not believe in those stuffs. But, why? Why we have stopped imaging ourselves in fairy tales like we did before. As I believe there are exceptional, your story may be like fairy tale! And if you have one then do share it with all of us.

Waiting
With love
Deepika…

Rajneeti....

Rajneeti a good movie, but could have been less violent.
i liked the movie but in the second half its all about killing, ranbir becoming darker after every minute and taking the whole pie himself, nothing left for ajay and monoj to do in the later part. and what was special in katrina's work that no other woman could have done? any answers. nana was too good and ofcourse monoj's impact "karara jawab milega,karara jawab milega" was commendable, ajay lacked in space he could have got some more, arjun would now feels like grabing the oscar!!! ranbir was unexpected, truely he was good.
i am not being a film critic here, just saying what i feel about the movie. the movie is more over like bahubali types, where all are negative. but its nice too watch a good number after a long interval of some aye wye type movies..
but still i say Rajneeti a good movie but could have been less violent.
now waiting for "once upon a time in mumbai" and yes i know its going to be very very violent one, i m expecting it to be, so will write about it after i see "once upon a time in mumbai"

what should we say happy or satisfy?

Talking to a friend last evening I came to know that she is not happy, happy about the kind of life she has. She is twenty six, and she believes she has lost every hope in life to be happy. I tried to recoil her emotions and asked her not to lose hope, but what else I can ask a girl to do who recently lost her job and who never had a love life, and her personal disappointments is actually making her dull day by day, it’s not like she don’t know she is hampering her inner self, she knows it quite very well but she cannot hold her emotions on recent failures which she believes to be the reason why her family ignores her or don’t really love her. She said me “Dee I want to be happy, I want to get married, have a family, going to vacations, buy jewels, but I am not able to anything.” And I kept mum, what could I say to her, as I know some of the stupid things she did. I am not blaming her in anyways but when she was young she never gave a chance to. She made herself so tough that nobody could actually approach her, and the reason behind she felt cupids play to be stupid and rubbish which actually made her under confident in talking guys now a days. She is not introvert but when she speaks she talks about work and on an intellectual parameter because she cannot open up her real being. Her intelligence makes her argumentative which do not attract but distract people around herself. Then what could be done for her, because if I too speak to her about her snobbish behavior we will have huge argument leading to no conclusion. Then what? But at the same time I cannot go out and search a right guy for her, but if I am not able to do anything then why she just called me and puked everything out on me? Still questioning myself, she might just think I can have answers to all her queries and give her a secret to be happy. But I am not a “gyan guru”, but a simple human being. So what I told her? Any guesses

She might not have a very fulfilling love life or may be none, but she is in hundred time better position than those heartbroken people, who played their all luck but today aren’t happy. Love is not everything in life. It is not the only thing that can make us happy, yes though I completely agree we all need a love life. But having love life doesn’t make everyone satisfied, do they? Being satisfied and happy are two different poles. Is you are happy doesn’t mean you are satisfied but if you are satisfied you may be happy. But this is completely what I think individuals may differ.
Talking to old aged man in neighborhood made me feel that a person tries very hard to be happy throughout his life, but it get tougher when he says “I am satisfied”. He said me “every evening I get a my cup of tea and the newspaper I sit in my easy chair in the balcony, after couple of minutes I fold the newspaper and keep it aside and then start watching the children playing in the park they look very happy playing games but they are not satisfied no matters how long they play. Their mum made their own group they talk, laugh and enjoy others company but may be they are not satisfied, so how can I call myself a satisfied man. I have a great family, my partner, my children and my grand children, but there were so many different thing which could have made me satisfy but I didn’t because all my life I worked hard to fulfill needs of my family. It made happy, but I could have done more for them. I could have done something unique for me that would had made me accomplished, but I hadn’t so how can I call myself satisfied”
And here is the silver line. If you are doing something that is making you accomplished, means you are making yourself satisfied which eventually is making you happy. In our lives even tiniest things make us happy but not satisfied. Then what is necessary being happy or satisfied? This is question which no one can answer; every individual has their own opinion. But I want to say few lines more.
People if you are a failure in few attempts may be in love life or in pro life, which makes you feel your family is ignoring you or they don’t really love you, please never feel so. They would never try to make you feel inferior ever. It might because you asked them to do so which we generally ask from them by saying “give me some space” or when you fall in failures, it makes you rigid thus letting them make some distance from you. Remember family is something which comes to us naturally not by our choice, so there is born belongingness which can never ignore or dishearten you for any mean. And who can guarantee if you have a love life then you can have long happy life. And if don’t have a love life than go out and give yourself a chance spread your all wings out and fly, discover new people whom you can fall in love with. Flourish your all horizons. Every day is a new day and every day a new thought, so what are you waiting for.
After all tomorrow is a new day.
[Listening to Robindro Sangeet, today is pochishe boishak paying my homage and tribute to Robindro nath thakur. Love you tagore.]
Deepika….

why people suffer?.....(part 2)

There couldn’t be any written explanation of why people suffer? But it might not be due to our past life. We leave in a world where at every corner we face difficulties, tough situations. And at the time when we try to cross the hurdle, we try to remember God, the reason behind; he is the ultimate power and the creator, who made the world for us to live. He tried to make it complete and pure almost perfect, where every human was to be good, happy, would face situations without any challenges and hardship, will live in home surrounded by lush green garden and always obey his rules. At the beginning he was good, happy, ser passed every hurdle without suffering, but the only thing that he didn’t turned up like almighty wanted that was disobeying him. And that’s how the first human became impure. His impurities were inherited by his children and by the time they grew up, they became more impure that trend followed till date. Like for an example a child who is born with HIV positive, so is child should be held responsible for HIV, NO, the child is HIV positive because of the immoral of either his parents and that’s the reason he is suffering. It might be a genetic issue, but likewise, whenever we do something immoral which makes us impure that is transmitted to our decedents making them impure like us.



Going back, what happened to the first human who was living in the perfect world and who was the first human to disobey and made himself impure, well he wasn’t able to live up to God’s expectation. As he made it imperfect unlike the creator wanted it to be, hence now he started suffering for being disobedient. The creator now started to make him face his consequences, he started losing whatever he had, when he faced any tough situation it was not easy for him to get himself out of it without any challenge and hardship like before, he lost his home, his garden and when started losing he was not happy which made him more inferior, he started suffering, he faced hardships, and at the end with lots of suffering he died. Suffer and death, are the two faces of the same coin.


Each one of us carries some of the impurities with us at the time of our birth. Strategically it depends on us, how much space we provide to these impurities to grow within us, which could make us more impure. But when we realize our impurities and if we try to trash that could help us making the world like creator wanted it to be like. And of course making our decedents little bit more pure and less suffer.

why people suffer?....(part 1)

We all face hardships in our lives. May it be our personal life or professional, we hardly are able to find any explanations to these queries, is there any one who can convincingly give a reason, why there is so much suffering for us and people around? Do we know why we suffer or why people suffer?

We live in a modern century but many people believe that it is because of “Karma”. Karma is the actions of our past lives we lived, and due to our prejudices of past lives we face consequence or actions in present life! Though Karma is being widely accepted by people around the world, which is quite logical as some people suffer with making no fault, they are often born into very poor families and some are even deformed and crippled. It is believed that they are been punished of something they did bad in their previous life. Well I won’t lie but even I believed until I saw other face of the coin.
Today science also believes in humans past lives and Karma theory, but many still believes that human never had any past life so there is no past life regression in present life! Past life regression or Karma can prove to be true in individual cases but can it prove to be correct for the example I am going to state below.
Like in some third world countries majority of people are extremely poor, they do not have food to eat, clothes to wear and roof to live under, as a result the children there suffer from hardships of lives from the very beginning, they are often sick, starve, live in poor condition throughout lifetime, actually they have no future to live. Does it mean, all those children were bad in their past lives, and hence they are adversely affected in present life, and on the other hand children in developed nation are born in well to do families, they have better lifestyle, they enjoy better health and experience more benefits than those living in poor countries. Does it means children born in well to do families in a developed nation, all were better human in their past lives?
Is it reasonable enough to believe in past life? If we blindfoldedly believe in Karma then it will leave us in concluding that all people living in developed nations, who lead a better life, were better human beings in past lives than those who are living in poor countries, are suffering for something they did bad in their past lives, resulting in such adverse affect in present life.
Then what would give us a proper explanation to this matter. Is there any way to know the truth?
Well yes there is and I am going to disclose it to you in very next post. So until then think about the above line written and do leave a comment…

need to realise..its needed

Are we on a way of developing where in every Sunday edition we will read about Yemenis girls fatality or victimized by there traditions? Few days ago I wrote something about a Yemenis girl “Najood ali” and now again I read about a 13 year girl, who got married to 11 years elder guy and was victim of marital violence. What kind of society is really working in Yemen, where every third girl is married before the age of 15! Though the rule state 17 is the age bar, but is it really helping the poor girls there to save their lives and dignity? My question is don’t they deserve to prepare themselves for marriages, may be its not possible to give equal rights, like same to the boys and girls there but they can give them the right to grow! Can’t they act little bit of human. Well how can I raise my figure against any other nation, as where I live, there are so many people who defy the rules here. Who can make them realize that rules are made not because there should be an existence of one but it proves to be beneficial.



They are so many issues to talk about but if you really want to feel some of this kind of emotional turmoil, and if you love to read then please read Khalid hossenni’s “thousand splendid suns”. Wonderful book, must read!!...

i am your butterfly...your butterfly

Every time I am scared, any time I am alone.

I want to hold your hands, but couldn’t find you all around.


Those days when I was a kid, you always told me to see a dream.
You were always there with mee….e


But now I miss you so much, I miss yoo..u so much,
I miss you soo.. much, I miss you so mu..uch,
Dad ! I miss you so much.


You bought that red dress; you brought me those little cupcakes.
You said me I am your princess; you taught me when I made mistakes.
Now you are not around, now I call you without a sound.


Those days when I was a kid, you always told me to see a dream.
You were always there with mee….e


But now I miss you so much, I miss yoo..u so much,
I miss you soo.. much, I miss you so mu..uch,
Dad ! I miss you so much.


Every Sunday you took me for a treat, to the ice cream parlor next to the street.
I was to wait for the evening, to get my chocolate ice cream.
You always took me there and always gave me your share.
One day when you couldn’t make it up for me,
I shouted on you, thinking you don’t love mee..ee!


I am sorry, I am soorrryyyy, I am sor sorry.
I hurt you
I am sorry, I am soorrryyyy, I am sor sorry.
I hurt you


I miss you so much in me.
I learnt how to chase my dream.


You wanted me to fly so high..
Now I have wings to fly, now I learnt how to fl…y, now I have the sky to fly,
I am the butterfly, oohh I am the butterfly, yes I am the butterfly, yes yes your queen butterfly.
But Dad! I miss you in my life….

Like you were always there with me, when I was a kid,
I saw a dream, full of realm
You were sitting beside me; you showed your pride in me.
With all the things you have given to me. I learnt to dream and I live my dream….the way, you wanted me to be….


I miss you so much, I miss yoo..u so much,
I miss you soo.. much, I miss you so mu..uch,
Dad ! I miss you so much.

a dash of love and affection....all that works!!!!

What would make us a better person to be out of them both? Is it Sacrifice or being flexible? Sacrifice means giving others what they wish, selflessly, without thinking of getting own self hurt (which u may cause to you), something like I may lose something or may I be heart broken but at least someone else is happy who is very close to me.

Being flexible means your capability for adjustment, may be amongst your family, friends or even in a mob of folks. But being flexible doesn’t hurt you or anyone. It is mind set, may be for example” you need the calculator! Ok you take it I will do manually or may be later”. Though being flexible makes you feel neglected or ignorant sometimes in front of them, may be because they take you for granted, usually like “ah! She will understand, don’t have to think about it!”
But
Dear people if someone is flexible don’t take them for granted because he or she may expect you to understand them. They do little adjustment because they care for you a lot or give you much importance that you may never guess.
If someone is adjusting or giving you importance just try a little to return some in favor. To make them happy and you can be selfish because the little you going to do for them which they actually never had expected from you, they will return the more to you. And if you genuinely care for them then speak up!
PS
This little exchange of affection or may I say being 'flexible' makes us what we are that is human being or being HUMAN.
With love

lets enjoy our favorite again..!!!

We all have favorites, hai na, might be favorite dress, favorite food, or favorite color, which we say to everyone to our friends and all people we know but kya hum apni un khas favorites ke bare mein sabko batate hai jo hum shayad hamare deepest secret ho, ya fir unhe hum secrets maan kar bade hone ke baad kiddish attitude kehkar hass dete hai ya fir apne secrets ko sabke saamne kehne ke liye favorite ka naam dedete hai. Jo bhi ho par yeh favorite hamesha hamare aas paas hi hota hai, kabhi hume acha lagta hai to kabhi nahi. Like 7th mein mere maths teacher mere favorite teacher but the actually secret is I had a crush on him. Nimbu paani only with a dash of salt, my favorite, I can have it any time (it helps me to cut calories), john abrahim is my favorite (I wish my beau looked like him!!!).

But some time I feel ki hum un chizo ko kahin peeche rakh dete hai, jaise jaise hum bade hote hai hamare favorite kam hote rehte hai, kyoun bachpan mein to itni chizein achi lagti thi par aaj kyoun nahi, or agar aaj lagti bhi hai to unke mayne badal gaye hai. Bachpan balloons fulane mein bhi ache lagte the par ab time ki kami hai balloons kisse chahiye, who sari baatein jinhe hum bachpan ya apna alharpan kehte hai unhe hum aaj waste of time kehte hai, net pe ghanto bethne ya ape mobile pe batein karna Xbox pe game khelna to time waste nahi hai, to fir dosto ke saath har din milna ghanto tak baatein karna, cycle sikhne ke naam par naa jane kahan kahan bhatakna naye raste nikla hum aaj bhul gaye. Shayad apni hi zarurto ko pura karte karte khud ko bhul rahe hai, kyoun aaj white sheet dekhne par hum signature practice karte hai? pehle to likhe hue kagazo par bhi hum drawing kiya karte the, newspaper par bhi crayons chalate the, kya in chizo ke maynein badal gaye hai ya fir hum, kyounki who saari chize to aaj bhi waisi hi hai jaise pehle thi. Bachpan pe ek sikka bhi mil jaaye to use ek kazane ki tarah piggybank mein daalte the par koi sikka louta ta hai to hum keep the change kehte hai. Najaane kitne pencilo ko sirf sharp kiya hai, bas kiska spring sabse lamba hoga iski sharte rakte the par aaj uski jagah parkar pen le li hai, pehle to poochka kitne ache lagte the par aaj utna kutta pasand nahi. Sab kuch to hai aaj par fir bhi wo maza nahi, pehle apna shehar sabse acha lagta tha har nuke chohrahe par wo ice cream or candy floss wala dikhta tha.
Aaj kyoun mujhe sochna par raha hai mera fovrite kya hai kon si who chize hai jo mein pehle karti thi to mujhe kushi milti thi maza aata tha par aaj kitna sochna par raha hai, pehle to aisa nahi tha, kya hai mera favorite baar baar who cindrella ki story panda or fir din bhar khud ko cindrella maan na, chori chori newspaper se Rahul dravid ki photo katkar scrap book banana, rasna peena, school se nikalte waqt wo chane or imli lena. Kyoun apne hi favorite chizo se khud hi dur ho gaye hai hum jo kahin na kahin hume khudse khud ko jorti thi, shayad is bhagte hue zindagi mein abhi bhi der nahi hui apni favorite ko jeena ka. Or koi condition bhi to nahi hai na ek saath kaye chizein favorite ho sakti hai, kyoun ho sirf blue mera favorite jabki mujhe to rasna ka orange color bahot acha lagta hai mera favorite.
Dekha guys its too easy, capture your every moment, abhi bhi hare k baat hamari favorite, mat kaho “I am fan of priyanka chopra” kaho she is my favorite like zaheer is my favorite.. Agar agli baar koi sheet mile to try to sketch, teen flavor ki ice cream eek saath khane mein achi lagti hai to try it again apne bike ya car mein hi sahi kabhi jao naye raste par jahan pehle kabhi nahi gaye, koshish to karke dekho kya aaj bhi balloons phoola sakte ho, fir se rasna pee kar dekho bahut acha lagta hai pepsi, coke or appy fizz better hai, Maggie ko haatho se khao, word file mein hi sahi apni scrapbook firse banao, apni saari favorite chizo ko firse karo. Rainbows banao floweres banao make your life full of colors. Jhule par khare hokar jhulna acha lagta than a to ab kyoun girne ka darr hai, ek baar fir se try to karo bahut saalo ki practice hai. Barish mein medhak ke peeche kudna or use pakarna bhi acha lagta tha par aaj kyoun lagta hai ki haath gande ho jayenge, chalo iss baar try karte hai firse. Maza ayega, woh sab kuch jo hamari favorite hua karti thi jo hume simplicity ko zinda rakhti thi.
Favorite make us happy n smile whenever we think of it
So as I always say be happy and smile always….
Love Deepika

Married at 9, divorced at 10.

*(my this post is dedicated to such brave and zealed hearts like Nujood Ali)




While reading the ToI’s Sunday edition last day, one article grabbed my eyeballs. It was about a Yemeni girl name Najood Ali. It was about her past two years where she faced her life’s toughest situations and made it possible, to come out of it.

Making a history in Yemen, a girl who was married at the age of 9 and divorced at 10. With the press release in united states Nujood Ali memoirs her life in yesteryears, how she was forced by her impoverished father to marry a three times older man, who raped and beaten her. Her father forced her to marry at 9 (when most of us play our childhood), due to their poor life status, fathering a dozen children.

Asked about incident about her marriage, Nujood said she was forcefully married at age of 9 to three times older man, by her father. Her husband took her and his family to a village where he raped her in the first night, she shouted with awful pain but she was all alone nobody came to rescue her or to help her. Her pain was not restricted to the same night but during her marriage she was beaten, raped and abused.

One day when her husband allowed her to visit her family, she ran off and directly boarded a cab to courthouse. With the help of Yemeni human rights lawyer Shada Nasser, a judge guaranteed her a divorce making her Middle East Country’s first divorced child bride. She said her life after divorce is calm and like an average middle class kid comparing it to her last years’ poor life.

The divorce of Nujood Ali and some other cases has urged the citizen to push a ban in marriage before 18 years of age. But is it really possible there? UNICEF says in Yemen, quarter to girls’ population is married by the age of 15. As a suggested in memoir child brides in Yemen are fueled by combination of a lack of women’s rights, and status of women in society.

A book is published by French journalist Delphine Minoui about how Nujood Ali’s impoverished father forced her to marry a much older man, who raped her in the first night.

Ali remarkably says “I don’t know what is written in it, except what I have been told, I am still waiting to read it in my language. But I think it is important for my story to come out to the world”.
But does the end of the book signify Nujood’s life too? Is the end similar to her real life? Nujood want to complete her education and schooling, but last year she was kicked out of her school due to her poor attendance reports. She is very much busy in her long lasting interviews and press releases. Now she want to concentrate in her academics, and thank to her new surrounding she don’t have to depend upon anyone for her education, as her academia is remunerated by her royalties of the book published.
But my question is, in about quarter to the girl population in Yemen who married by the age of 15, how many Nujood Ali are born? Where we know most of them compromises with the situation and live a abusive life throughout their age. What is the reason behind, is it poor social status of woman in their society, or lack of human rights or women’s rights we say, who are there to blame the law and order system? Who may or may not know about societal flaws. Or may be impoverished life standard which forces the family to take such steps. But it can be also be the lack of initiative, which gives rise to such cases.
When we live in a metropolitan city we believe such practices does not take place in India. But it does. What we need to do is take an initiative to change the mind set of such people, and that is not very tough thing to do, when we are educated then we can easily make people (who believe in such practices) understand of being HUMAN!
deepika...

Sachin....its all about you

Wow! what a match, really wanna say loudly "Sachin” tussi great ho!... After when “Ganguly” took retirement I was very much disheartened that I left watching cricket, least bothered about who’s playing who’s winning and all, but that was till last day when I watched “Sachin” batting which was very much  able to glue me to the sofa and with my iris fixed with every ball, wow what a match it was. 200 not out, tremendous yaar… from where does he get so much power and focus. I just need ten percent of that focus and I will succeed. You know what best part is? That we can say, we have seen Sachin playing on crease. Seriously aren’t we lucky enough that we have seen Sachin playing his bestest match till date, I will definitely tell my grand kids the same story. Till those years to come, hope "Sachin" could make some more couple of double centuries, and thats me signing off screaming again… (To the loudest I can)

yeuhooo SACHIN TUSSI GREAT HO…..!!!!!

toodle..

understanding is all what it takes

We often talk to friends or someone…but how often we speak ourselves… our self is our mind it’s about what we feel, what we like to talk about. Sometime I don’t want to receive calls or talk to anyone just because they don’t talk what they feel…they talk about depressions, frustration and problem. Which actually they carry, unnecessarily without any mean.

I am not here to listen to all the problems, that doesn’t mean I don’t stand for my friends but sometime while talking to them I lack in getting my very own space.. Don’t attract problems to yourselves when you talk more about tribulations, the more you are attracting it towards you. Feel good and talk about all the good things you have may it be your favorite pen with which you love to write, or your favorite mug, your car, even your family friends. Share your problems and hesitant with them but don’t try to impose, we generally do it when we continuously talk about something like that over over and over again… every individual has their own tribulations even your best friend and after sometime it wont be easier for them too, to bear your all worries either its sharing or discussing…our best do needs their own space. Try to gift them their own space..

develop your senses in real mean

Dear readers,
Do you know what’s the most irritating and annoying thing in Delhi, it’s to drive. Yes! Driving here is a serious headache it’s a pain not because of the roads (they are always plowed), but it’s because of the people here, I just don’t understand why people can be so casual while walking on main roads aisa lagta hai ki park mein tehle aaye hai, traffic hai bich mein bike se uttarte hai apne dost ko kehte hai “yaar bahut bheer hai tu pohoch mein aage barta hu” or jana hai to jao na yaar road k bicho bich chalte hue ghum k kehta hai “pohonch k call kariyo, mein wait karunga” how sick is that!! No no it’s not over yet opposite lane mein aa jate hai break lagate hai or fruitwale se pata poochte hai ab mein aa rahi thi kaise chup reh sakti thi, bas uska to din kharab tha bochar ho gayi.
Yaar in logo licence deta kon hai. Kya yeh log kabhi school wagera nahi gaye ki inme koi civic sense ya traffic sense nahi hai. God yeh kehte hai hum capital mein, metropolitan mein rehte hai, lekin pehle iske layak to bano denim or levis ki t-shirt pehne se civic sense nahi aati inhe to zoo mein rakhna chahiye issi layak hai yeh #@#@%*@#!!! seriously I wish koi aisa board bane jaahan civic licence dena chahiye only those people could stay par kya farak parta hai likhne waqt sabhi rules follow karte hai par day to day life mein koi nahi follow karta kyoki yeh cheese inme imbedded nahi hoti.
For example I went to pvr anupam last Tuesday jab laut rahi thi I was so shocked, log ate to hai apni Honda city mein yaar fir apne crv mein, jaake mcD se burger bhi lete hai par yaar use kiye tissues or khali sauce ke pouch to bin mein fhek to sakte ho. Tum log khud ko kyo modern kehte ho yaar when you lack in “behavioral science” sirf degrees education nahi hai, education is to make the place for living, to make it better for next generation tumhe dekh kar youngsters bhi yahi karenge, plz get some civic sense you will never do this in New York, London, Singapore or Japan so why you are doing this to delhi, love and respect the place you live, have some civic sense. Don’t throw thrash from your car while you are driving you are creating a mess! Keep it aside in your car there will be a bin around where you park your car, dispose it there, not only because it will help in keeping the city clean but also because it will be recycled.
Mujhe agar gyan dena ho it will never end but this not gyan this is general day to day behavior which is very important for every individual, dispose your garbage in bins don’t throw it any where hiding your eyes beneath, try karke dekho yaar acha lage ga..
So my msg for tonight is
Develop your behavioural science have some traffic sense while you are on roads either walking or driving and a dash of civic sense use bins to the fullest, you don’t have to clean it so why leaving it empty..!!
Bye for now and do think make your selves a sensible citizen.
Tada

i miss you and love you...

Last night when I went to my bed, I was recalling my past years with my friends, my relatives and Dad. Few of my Dad’s lines really took me to retrospection, what I was doing, what I am going to do, how I am growing. Though giving priority to education one thing he said me which today I am going to share with you all. It’s the “gyan” he implemented in me
He said me do things in correct and right way no matters whatever you do, do it in a proper way, if you are doing right thing in a right way you will always succeed and if you do erroneous things there are no right ways to do it, and believe my experience there is no right way to do any thing wrong. In simple language he actually left me with no choice to do else then true things…A…
..B...Giving priority to education he also taught me one thing and that is to grow as a human being, he said never to forget that you are a human being so never lose your humanity, it might be your trust over others, honesty and love. Degrees are for jobs and social status I would definitely like you to be educated but at the same time don’t lose your humanitarian values, love and respect all.
..C…always give your family your time, love and support unconditionally, that’s the secret to be happy and if you are happy you will possess the most precious things in your life.
Period.
Its very important to be materialistically satisfied but not at cost of my soul that he has imparted in me. Who would not like to have a farm house to spend their weekends and petting number of horses, but I want to do it with my family and friends who loves me not because I have best horses and a vineyard but because they love me.
In my life I miss him badly, I wish he could be here with me today but its life and he left me because some other daughter was waiting for a fantastic Dad like him, I know wherever he is, watching me, knowing what he wanted me grow to be, I am going to the same way. Baba I love and I value you most, your love, your gyan and your blessing that will always cherish in my life. Love you.

phir NAHEE mile sur...

Mile sur mera tumhara the old magic from late 80’s, but does it create the same appeal in the recent one? For me it’s a big “NO”. I believe mile sur is a harmony, melody, for all great Indians in top. But it was filled with bollywood stars!! Why? It might be integral part of the country but it doesn’t provide much space to space sports people. I failed to understand what shahid kapoor, ranbir kapoor, deepika podukone were doing there. if bollywood was to be epicenter then I think Gulzar and Javed Akhtar deserves more to be there, how can they ignore people like, Saurav Ganguly who has given Indian cricket squad not only a new face but fantastic and blooming team, Rahul Dravid, Vishwanathan Anand who is world champ in chess, Rajya Vardhan Rathod the first individual Olympic medalist from India, Sushmita Sen first ms universe from country, Sania Mirza first woman tennis star or Leander Paes , Sania Nehwal, Pankaj Advani billiards champ, Pronoy Roy, Barkha Dutt, where were those people? And sonu nigam what he has done

with the song, my goodness he has just added so much murkhias to song that actually there is no rhythm left! He made it lifeless if he wanted to make such experiments man just go and create your own album. And Ashwaryia uhhh..!!She did it too much I wish she could have acted 10% of that in her movies. Still when we hear the original we become so engrossed to it, even we start hummed the lyrics of other languages, because, there is a melody, a charm, but in this one even hindi lyrics are not catchy.

If had to rate the song I will rate it -2 yes a minus 2 because it has just extracted the love, emotion, patriotism, harmony, passion from the song. It’s a BESURA.

cary, cary and cary every where

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

This post is completely dedicated to one of my most favorite actor yeah that’s right CARY GRANT. As 18th of January was his 106th birthday and I was thinking how to celebrate his birthday. Eventually I came to now that TCM is celebrating too, in his honor they played few of his movies for the whole day...yeayiiieeee which I was lucky enough to catch and watched three of Cary’s movies back-to-back. Last noon I spent all my time watch him and you wont believe when I slept in night I was in a classic dream, in which I travelled through time and reached to 30’s (I hope its not an effect of “raaz pichle janam ka”) but I was completely hooked by him yesterday either it was in his movies or in my dreams it was Cary Cary and Cary all over. I always thought “an affair to remember”, “every girl should be married” and “holiday” (my most favorite one) are his best movies but I must say the movies I watched last days were great too “arsenic and old lace”, “crisis” and “dream wife” were the other master pieces.

So all you people out there who really want to watch some great movies without graphics and same stories. So just go to the nearest film library and get some Cary’s cds and dvds you will just love it. You all should know why classic is still so stylish and magnetizing, that you wouldn’t like your iris to go distracted for a single second, that’s the reason why I don’t like and cannot bear today’s so called heroes like Tom cruise and Bratt pitt huh!!! They are not even 0.5% of Cary. Ohhh!!!! Cary I just love you. See this is the reason why I ask scientist to invent a time machine! I wanna meet him…bam!! I am talking too much its time for me to concentrate on my next project and make my scrap book Cary me and together…ha-ha..

Love you all

And love you Cary

Deepika…

what it can be called...!!!

Oh I hate them, really I hate them. Thank God I don’t have one. Now don’t ask me what?? I am talking about “brother”..!! Seriously man they are sick. Earlier when girls were born in a kin the society used to assert that “you have a daughter then who is going to look after your clan, you don’t have an ascendant, and she will get married one day and will move to another family. Then who will sustain your old age”. But now days it’s changing, do boys really look after his parents and kin after he gets married. Its one of the rare to the rarest example, we will find that he is taking care of his responsibility other then their wives. The mentality is changing. People are now realizing that giving birth to a son doesn’t mean soul happiness and satisfaction. I know number of people who few years back were proud parents of son or sons. But now they say it as curse in this century. It’s not what I say, it’s their words, as time rolled and they are old their sons are not looking after them, and they are been insulted every minute, their pride has actually got disappeared. Well it’s not bad to take care of their wives to fullest but they have no rights to disown their parents with whom they spent their childhood, who fulfilled their every wish, feeding them with delicious food without retaining for themselves. It’s not bad to look after your wives but for God’s sake they have some responsibility for their parents too. Though I don’t want to defend those ladies too who allows their husbands to act so rubbish. Firstly I believed only men are rational but girls not less rational too and can be mean more mean then a man could be. I could not understand their thought process, how they expect to be happy while heartrending parents? Complete nonsense. What kind of education and upbringings they had, as they behave so rude. I can not even imagine my mom would kill me to such non sense behavior. My parents always taught me that whatever you do in life is your wish but never forget to give “respect” may it be us or some other elderly person or kids but to be happy in life its important to earn respect and for that you need to respect all humankind. That’s what my parents taught me. It’s all about upbringings either you are boy or a girl it’s very essential to imbed true values of life. So to the people reading this post don’t be proud of your son or disheartened of daughter, try to teach them true values of life and giving respect. Give them education and education doesn’t mean degrees, rather to “grow as a human” (which my father used to say and I not only trust it but do follow in life).
Period.

Education and upbringing are the two most important aspects in life. And only parents can fulfill these two. Giving humanitarian edification is more important then materialistic happiness and accomplishments.
Love
Deepika…