Yeh mera The India, I love my The India :D

Caught this on a website .. Isn't it wonderful? :D [zoom in dudettes]

I just want them all..

How I wish..:)

My first day at Jafari English High School

My Auto went through those areas which I had seen a lot of times through train/bus, but only to pity how the people stay there and the children study.I got down the rickshaw to see a few kids playing around the school gate during the recess time. I was finally at the Jafari English High School, that one place I was longing to be since the time I was told I would volunteer there. When I approached the children to find the way into the school, I was almost welcomed by one of them cutely, and he led me to the third floor - a very very small room,The staff room. It was small but very valuable as it had those people who had the enthusiasm to teach these kids. While thousands of thoughts running in my mind, I was overwhelmed seeing the little kids run around and a few of them turning up to me to ask me my name and where I lived. I was happy that they were happy to meet me. It was my first day of volunteering and I was just asked to invigilate their tests in their last few periods. It was an uncontrollable class, they jumped,danced, kicked each others asses, but for once I did not feel like scolding them and just laughed at their pranks. But truly,it was extremely fun to help these kids with their small small doubts, keep them sitting on their bench while ten others would go outside the class to see their friends. God. Amidst all the chaos, a few kids made my day by gifting me a flower which they made with a rough paper nicely painted-"didi, aapke liye". I felt something which I had never felt before. Sadly the school timings had to end, which I never wanted, but the kids bid a goodbye with a high five, which was the best part. I had to come back home with a smile till the time I would see them again.

His soul finally touched mine ..

Ask me that "one" moment I want to relive again - My eyes overflow with tears remembering how precious that moment was for me, when he was there infront of me singing live for me. I will never forget the first word, Oh Nadaan Parinday.. my heart stopped for a moment , my eyes were full and there were goosebumps all over. I couldn't hear the crowd, I went blank and all I could I see was there on the stage that I continuosly stared for 2 hours, he was there finally. Rehman, my Rehman. 26th May 2012. If the world ends , I mark this as the best day and the sunset of my life. Entire life. The sun would set soon and the god would land on earth. I still have a lump in my throat when I recall the very first word from him on my naked ear. I was shouting my heart out, I never thought I would, I had decided as soon as I get his first glimpse, I would stand up and take a bow. But the sight was so divine, my ears heard something supreme, that I couldn't stop myself but shout my heart out, louder n louder with unstoppable tears. The feeling was beyond anything, anything in this world. My parents somehow managed to calm down my excitement and asked me to make the most of what I was seeing and hearing. I absorbed all that I could, the melody of each word coming out his soul, and reaching mine. One after other, one after other..on and on and on.. Songs from Dil se , Roja, Bombay, Khawaja mere Khwaja.. and more.. I captured every moment of the beauty of his fingers on the musical instruments that he played and wondered if this is how he brings me that peace when I hear him on my headphones. His Music was Magic. I never wanted to come out of my dreamworld.. PS : I think the only reason why he did not sing Tere bina, was because he wants me to come again..

That confession..

Let me tell you.. Its absolutely not easy to confess anyone anything. When you know, you have kept that person all the while in dark, and you are going to tell him the truth .. It brings goosebumps all over the body. It takes a lot of guts.Trust me. Not many times that I'v been in this situation, It took me a lot to gather courage. What will she think about me? Will she be angry? Will she understand me? Will she be able to forgive me for hiding this from her all this while? Hell lot of thoughts come to the mind, and take your mental comforts away. That feeling of - Would I be able to convince her, makes you think 101 times before saying anything. But in the end when its done , and you wait for a response, you feel your heartbeat reaches more than 100 and that rush of adrenaline when you see the reply has arrived, ---------- Marks the end of the entire bunch of emotional games the heart and the mind plays. I am just happy am done confessing. Period.

"Its written" ..

As I sit here laying , in front my laptop, listening to music, good music that I call , I get philosophical for reasons.. Iv been hearing this phrase a lot ..n wondering what value it really holds.."Its written". Our fate is written in the books of the unseen god.I feel there are 3 kinds of people in this world. One who just believe in Fate, one who dont believe in fate and just trust their hardwork and spirit and those who believe their hardwork with their fate will get them through the exams of life. Are the 1st category people those, who are lazy, or have been too lucky in their lives, or mayb both? Does it go easy for them? And why? what makes them lucky? What is destiny? why are they different from those who are not lucky at all even if they make their day and night one to achieve something? I personally belong to the 3rd category. I know if I work hard, all the forces which I call my luck,destiny or fate, will get me through. But coming back to the same point again, I just keep thinking if there's something really existing like those forces? why are some people so lucky that they just keep getting things they have not strived for,hence turning back from hardwork. And why are there some, who work their asses out to achieve their goals but nothing ,just nothing in the world lets them. How and why does this happen? will this be called justice? Why is it written?? If somebody wants to change something would it not be changed?? If somebody does'nt want to die early, will he still, because its written that he's going to die in a few days? The only good thing for me..that gave me reasons to believe in "Its written" is.. the love which got one forever, which had to strive through the most difficult situations, still it had to happen, since "It was written". But the questions still prevail in my mind.. why is it written?

My Encounter with that book.

I too had a Love story, by Ravinder Singh. "Uh, Can ANYONE in this world be a author ?" Those were the first few words that I uttered when I opened the book. Still, since I wanted something light to read, I chose to take the book home. Hell ! Initially I felt the book was a piece of shit , the vocab, the language all of it was junk. It felt like I was reading an essay written by a 15 year old kid. But I dont know how and what made me get a grip to that book very soon. The story was so cliché , everything could be predicted + the flow of words. damn. But I still read and wanted to finish the book, for I dont know what NOTHING made me leave the book( not even the childish English, I HATE!). Pages n pages, there was something attractive about the book. Maybe the GOOD people n the GOOD things happening around, for a change there was no negativity. Everything was so good. And you know you dont like it, until there's something you can relate to. It was a Love story.I was so wronged.It was a GOOD LOVE STORY. Genuine, Pure and admirable. Now, after finishing the book, I have respect for the girl and the guy who knew what love was, who felt every moment of it till it ended, well did it end? I wont say anything more.. I just cannot, I am in a trauma like he might be in.. since the time I came across the climax shedding tears ,god I have never done that for a BOOK. Many of you might not sense the same thing as me.. But to me this was something different for never, no external agents have affected me like this ( Ofcourse after Rang de basanti, 3 Idiots and Lakshya ).. I too had a love story is something you should try out too..