u know , when the first time i saw u , i realized how beautiful life can be.
i got so conscious about my looks , the way i behave and what u must be thinking about me! becuz for me u were my prince charming and i was an ordinary girl who like all other girls waits for her man of dreams who would come with a big bunch of roses,a beautiful diamond ring , would kneel down and propose her for marriage!
so when we met for the first time , i wasnt able to trust my luck : omg! he is the one : after seeing whom ; my heart just skipped a beat!
for me , love has always been that special feeling of togetherness and commitment where two people are one soul , for the rest of their lives.
i always thought i found my soulmate , my best friend in u.though m very poor at expressing it.but whenever i was with u , i always wanted to look beautiful , just to match up ur levels.
whenever i saw those girls around u , who were absolutley stunning with lovley hair , lovely eyes ..i always felt that pang of jealousy inside me.not because i hated them , but because i wanted to be someone , whom u could admire as well.
i know i am not that good looking , neither i have anything special.but still i can just say , that whatever the weather is , i would always be there by ur side.i would never leave u alone.i would always be very-very honest to u.i would never hide anything from u.never lie to u.never go away.
but , between all the extra ordinary things of ur life , please keep some space for this ordinary girl.
cuz she just has one extra ordinary thing , thats u.
Monday, August 10, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
gud bye vikas..rest in peace...
"vicks"dis was the name..i used to call u by...a wonderfully crazy friend..who was always by my side...an encyclopedia on literature,gyaan and books...vikas...tu kahaan chala gaya....dude..terey saath mainey kitney pal bitaye hain...ek aisa rishtaa..jo shayad sabsey pyaara tha..."sachchi dosti ka rishtaa"...tu chala toh gaya...bina kucch kahey...par teri baatein..main zindagi mein kabhi nahin bhool paaoongi...log tujhey kucch bhi kahein..tu ek heera tha...ek dum albela...aaj toh merey paas tujhey lad kar gudbye kehney ke liye kucch bhi nahin hai....aaj life mein uss insaan ki kami akhar rahi hai..jo waakai mera dost tha.."sachcha dost"...but tuney apna promise tod diya...hamesha mujhey hansa kar jaata tha..iss baar gaya toh hamesha k liye rula k chala gaya...bina kucch kahey....vicks..please....waapas aaja yaar...i miss u....terribly...woh kitaabein..woh chai k do cup..woh blog..woh lambey discussions..woh har cheez waisi ki waisi hai..bus tu wapas aa jaa...aisey akela kar k mat jaa....miss u vicks..miss u too much...its not just a loss..its a vaccum...for a lifetime..."rest in peace"...gud bye vicks...tu raat mein hamesha jaagta tha na...aur main hamesha tujhey taana maarti thi ki tu ullu hai..i promise woh taana ab kabhie nahin maarungi..bus tu waapas aa jaa...please...waapas aa jaa...:(
Thursday, May 31, 2007
the girl in rain..............
Tip.....Tap...Tapper.....
the roaring noise was followed by the music of raindrops...initiating the downpur.......
"the papers are outside.."-thought Raman...and rushed to fetch them before all his brain stormed babies..projected with effort and hardwork on paper..could get soaked up and diminish in the splatters of rainwater.
This was his third year in this city ; the capital of India and as people called it - "Delhi" - "the city of hearty people".
Great perks and green salary had tempted him to come here ; but ever since he has been here ; he has sensed that the better way to a better life is not through emotions and hardwork..but minded games and well framed phrases of praise and flattery equally contributed....acting dumb and working matter and the ability to please all has the key to all boxes of promotion...
arriving to this conclusion only took a short analysis..and he knew that it wasnt his passion for the work or his ardent creativity or the love for it..that has kept him going..it was the lust of a bright career and a better bank balance...that had kept him steady... and after all the job wasn't bad and neither was the office.....
A 9-7 shift actually consumes your whole day ; especially , when you are into an arena that extracts out the essence of your brain on a daily basis.. and still not declare you as a winner..............plus, searching for perfect faces for each campaign tires completely...after all ..this is the tag line that represent me.."you know you are the perfect face for my campaign"..he has loved this line each time he has used it..because..after using it ...hardly there has been any girl..who has refused to work for him.. Oh My!! they would exclaim..or try and give those super cool looks with those plain faces as if trying to say:tell me something new honey.." but he knew how to read all this...."well girl.."...."we all have to be politically correct officially"..."they give so stupid faces..where they learn so many pretentions?" he would wonder..but still enjoyed.."after all..that's a part of my job"..he would conclude.
Before landing here ; he had boasted much infront of friends and family. "its no easy job...it was my sheer creativity and hard work that has paid off..so they have selected ME".
The ego was so loud..and today his creativity is meek...
working as a copywriter for a known ad-agency has taught him new lessons.
the biggest he assumes has been the lesson of survival in the business.borrow..burn..brag....and yes at times create also...this has been the pattern he has followed ardently with the other mantras he discovered..
this has brought him everything - house,car,credit cards,memberships,honor of being visiting faculty,people,girls.........................the list has to keep growing.............
but one dark corner he knows and fears to face is the aloofness that he has built up for himself.
"sometimes...its so lonely...no true joys..no true hardships...no true life..." he would fall into the thinking process again...........
while hurrying to collect the papers from the veranda..and blaming the rains that have have begun more than admitting that "ok..i was careless.."..he again though something....WAIT!! the Inner Person said ; lets have a cup of coffee and enjoy ............its holiday , the air smells good and the rainy season provides enough reason for a hot break...
after putting things back in place , Raman prepared for himself a cup of coffee and sat in a place where he could work and view but without soaking himself.
after working for a time being , he stood there sipping the hot beverage ; looking around , watching people standing and waiting for the rainfall to stop , there were raincoats all over the place, people on rickshaws and two-wheelers were hurrying to reach their destinations and cars - pacing and splashing mud and water here and there.He could see that trees had welcomed God's way of blessing them and looked greener...roads had a great bath..but drains looked awful....those living in plastic tents and sheets were trying to save themselves from being wet by the rainwater...housewives and maids were busy collecting and picking up things and clothes in the open area ....apparently it was a tea-coffee-snacks break for everyone who could have had it possible at that time. children were on terraces..roofs..balconies..streets and roads..wherever..they got a chance they were loving their absolute party time ! visible couples were trying to make the optimum utilization of the resources and the weather.....
"the usual stuff" he thought..."nothing new"...."but i can use this theme in the new ad-campaign"..hmmmmm...and thoughts went into processing....
And there..suddenly he saw a girl..yes as usual..a girl....in those rains..might be some 18- 19 years old..(reminding him of some movies,situations and songs)....so there was a girl...who, without caring for anything under that raining sky , lifted her chin up, facing towards the sky and felt the raindrops on her face..."Awesome"...he exclaimed , as he saw her enjoying the weather and shower...
Raman found out something that he has'nt been able to in so many days.....
It was a modest face carrying an innocent expression and the fun of rain.. as if she was living it to the fullest ! there was a rawness about it....
For seconds Raman thought she was coffee and he could smell all her emotions and happiness...
"WAIT" said again the Inner Person....."Does she know the art of atrraction and romancing life?" C'mon..don't complicate it with such words...Raman answered back...
You see that - her freshness is just like this puddle of water formed from the new rains.
He kept watching and admiring her , until , her fellowmates came to accompany her and then they hurried away together .. laughing and giggling. But Raman stood there , where he was standing and kept thinking ; there was something special..........
"Perfect"- said the brain. "she would make a perfect model."
His heart felt hurt ; it preached :"learn some lessons about how to live life . the girl was magic. she is worth to fall for.."
Head argued - "Hey, she would add bonus figures to my salary slip.....perhaps.....a promotion could follow....."
"How mean" - retorted the heart.
"Who cares?" - the head threw attitude.
And usual . . what they call emotionally foolish and practically smart....the head won.
It had to, after all who does not want a richer way to glory coming in a beautiful package....life can adjust to everything after that.....
It took him full three weeks to exhaust and say....."i lost her...".....he was unable to find out her where abouts . It is not ha easy to trace out a person on he mere basis of one glimpse and having no information in hand. And as it is , the size of the city , a bachelor that too from the advertising world , a suspicious neighborhood and hostile glares together sum up as a perfect book of reasons on why was he unable to locate her .It is no joke to face all this and come out without hose skeptical comments. And after all ,he is being paid to work and not to start a search engine that does he job of locating almost everything…web designers and software engineers and related companies are good enough for all this.
But, luck turned and smiled…the Rain Gods were happy enough on him.
With all their charms and blessings ; once a again on a fine day as usual, which was a holiday, as the rains begun….”Whoa…!!” there she is!! Spotting her, he immediately rushed out of his house , stepped on the street…getting drenched and trying
To make out the way so that he could reach her…and then he paced….they were at a lesser distance and she was clearly visible to him having a lovely due song with rain as her partner…(“films and music are so to grow..”) he thought…
As he reached nearer….he had started feeling the attraction that opposites usually have…but then now he could imagine all those warm lights , camera, a smiling boss , a new cabin and Bingo!! Fame.
“Excuse me..!” she did not listen.
“Excuse me..!” she thought that she heard something , but did not paid attention.
“Gosh”.. loads of attitude she has…he thought.
But tried once again:
“Excuse me..!” she turned around and as if looking somewhere in the universe asked him “are you excusing me?”
little annoyed and partly irritated Raman could say only “YA... ya ”
Its really tough not to admire a totally sodden girl , who is beautiful and its hard to keep away the eyes from staring as they say these are bad manners…
But.. his eyes were doing their job and some uttering tried to flow out but he remained tight lipped.
Any ways , reviving his communication skills…he said…Hi! I am Raman from Ad-One Advertising Agency.(he introduction began).- a leading giant of the advertising world. I work as the copywriter and creative head. You have good possibilities to make a model. So, would you like to work as a model for our campaigns?
What? She exclaimed.. and he thought “the similar reactions…. She is no different from others . the game is mine.” he could not help smiling wryly.
“Behave” he ordered himself. “The game is mine.”
“No…Thanks…..” reply came.
Thinking of the same attitude problem.. he thought of trying again.
“May I know the reason?” he asked.
“Wasn’t I clear enough?” she asked.
“See , I know this is no the right time to talk…..but I am sure that you will make a perfect model.” He said.
“No … Thank you..” “I am absolutely not interested.” She said.
He was not used to take “No” as an answer.
Getting little irritated he said…”think again.. take your time.”
“Young lady - I can give you a career that girls of your age dream of….”
The rains had stopped by now and clouds had left and cleared the sky . By this time , a friend of hers had approached nearby and was standing besides her.
“Take your time” he said. “Think again”.. ”a glamorous career is in front .. try seeing it.. imagine it…”
After a pause she spoke ..”I know you can give me a shining career and fame ..everyone loves to be there in that glamour world..” she paused.
Again a smile approached his lips.. but was sent back disappointed…..she was looking down on the earth and he was hoping that she would give him a positive look.
After a pause , she spoke again : “but Mr. I thought you could have seen by now …. THAT I CAN NOT SEE”
Stunned…he stood there…all his linguistic charisma and charms had shunned him by now.. with no word left to utter….he could see he green fading into black and hear the jamming up of the gears of his brain.
The rain was already over.. and as he saw her leaving with the help of her friend.. under the clear sky he stood in a pool of muddy water…
-KRITI*.
31-05-2K7
the roaring noise was followed by the music of raindrops...initiating the downpur.......
"the papers are outside.."-thought Raman...and rushed to fetch them before all his brain stormed babies..projected with effort and hardwork on paper..could get soaked up and diminish in the splatters of rainwater.
This was his third year in this city ; the capital of India and as people called it - "Delhi" - "the city of hearty people".
Great perks and green salary had tempted him to come here ; but ever since he has been here ; he has sensed that the better way to a better life is not through emotions and hardwork..but minded games and well framed phrases of praise and flattery equally contributed....acting dumb and working matter and the ability to please all has the key to all boxes of promotion...
arriving to this conclusion only took a short analysis..and he knew that it wasnt his passion for the work or his ardent creativity or the love for it..that has kept him going..it was the lust of a bright career and a better bank balance...that had kept him steady... and after all the job wasn't bad and neither was the office.....
A 9-7 shift actually consumes your whole day ; especially , when you are into an arena that extracts out the essence of your brain on a daily basis.. and still not declare you as a winner..............plus, searching for perfect faces for each campaign tires completely...after all ..this is the tag line that represent me.."you know you are the perfect face for my campaign"..he has loved this line each time he has used it..because..after using it ...hardly there has been any girl..who has refused to work for him.. Oh My!! they would exclaim..or try and give those super cool looks with those plain faces as if trying to say:tell me something new honey.." but he knew how to read all this...."well girl.."...."we all have to be politically correct officially"..."they give so stupid faces..where they learn so many pretentions?" he would wonder..but still enjoyed.."after all..that's a part of my job"..he would conclude.
Before landing here ; he had boasted much infront of friends and family. "its no easy job...it was my sheer creativity and hard work that has paid off..so they have selected ME".
The ego was so loud..and today his creativity is meek...
working as a copywriter for a known ad-agency has taught him new lessons.
the biggest he assumes has been the lesson of survival in the business.borrow..burn..brag....and yes at times create also...this has been the pattern he has followed ardently with the other mantras he discovered..
this has brought him everything - house,car,credit cards,memberships,honor of being visiting faculty,people,girls.........................the list has to keep growing.............
but one dark corner he knows and fears to face is the aloofness that he has built up for himself.
"sometimes...its so lonely...no true joys..no true hardships...no true life..." he would fall into the thinking process again...........
while hurrying to collect the papers from the veranda..and blaming the rains that have have begun more than admitting that "ok..i was careless.."..he again though something....WAIT!! the Inner Person said ; lets have a cup of coffee and enjoy ............its holiday , the air smells good and the rainy season provides enough reason for a hot break...
after putting things back in place , Raman prepared for himself a cup of coffee and sat in a place where he could work and view but without soaking himself.
after working for a time being , he stood there sipping the hot beverage ; looking around , watching people standing and waiting for the rainfall to stop , there were raincoats all over the place, people on rickshaws and two-wheelers were hurrying to reach their destinations and cars - pacing and splashing mud and water here and there.He could see that trees had welcomed God's way of blessing them and looked greener...roads had a great bath..but drains looked awful....those living in plastic tents and sheets were trying to save themselves from being wet by the rainwater...housewives and maids were busy collecting and picking up things and clothes in the open area ....apparently it was a tea-coffee-snacks break for everyone who could have had it possible at that time. children were on terraces..roofs..balconies..streets and roads..wherever..they got a chance they were loving their absolute party time ! visible couples were trying to make the optimum utilization of the resources and the weather.....
"the usual stuff" he thought..."nothing new"...."but i can use this theme in the new ad-campaign"..hmmmmm...and thoughts went into processing....
And there..suddenly he saw a girl..yes as usual..a girl....in those rains..might be some 18- 19 years old..(reminding him of some movies,situations and songs)....so there was a girl...who, without caring for anything under that raining sky , lifted her chin up, facing towards the sky and felt the raindrops on her face..."Awesome"...he exclaimed , as he saw her enjoying the weather and shower...
Raman found out something that he has'nt been able to in so many days.....
It was a modest face carrying an innocent expression and the fun of rain.. as if she was living it to the fullest ! there was a rawness about it....
For seconds Raman thought she was coffee and he could smell all her emotions and happiness...
"WAIT" said again the Inner Person....."Does she know the art of atrraction and romancing life?" C'mon..don't complicate it with such words...Raman answered back...
You see that - her freshness is just like this puddle of water formed from the new rains.
He kept watching and admiring her , until , her fellowmates came to accompany her and then they hurried away together .. laughing and giggling. But Raman stood there , where he was standing and kept thinking ; there was something special..........
"Perfect"- said the brain. "she would make a perfect model."
His heart felt hurt ; it preached :"learn some lessons about how to live life . the girl was magic. she is worth to fall for.."
Head argued - "Hey, she would add bonus figures to my salary slip.....perhaps.....a promotion could follow....."
"How mean" - retorted the heart.
"Who cares?" - the head threw attitude.
And usual . . what they call emotionally foolish and practically smart....the head won.
It had to, after all who does not want a richer way to glory coming in a beautiful package....life can adjust to everything after that.....
It took him full three weeks to exhaust and say....."i lost her...".....he was unable to find out her where abouts . It is not ha easy to trace out a person on he mere basis of one glimpse and having no information in hand. And as it is , the size of the city , a bachelor that too from the advertising world , a suspicious neighborhood and hostile glares together sum up as a perfect book of reasons on why was he unable to locate her .It is no joke to face all this and come out without hose skeptical comments. And after all ,he is being paid to work and not to start a search engine that does he job of locating almost everything…web designers and software engineers and related companies are good enough for all this.
But, luck turned and smiled…the Rain Gods were happy enough on him.
With all their charms and blessings ; once a again on a fine day as usual, which was a holiday, as the rains begun….”Whoa…!!” there she is!! Spotting her, he immediately rushed out of his house , stepped on the street…getting drenched and trying
To make out the way so that he could reach her…and then he paced….they were at a lesser distance and she was clearly visible to him having a lovely due song with rain as her partner…(“films and music are so to grow..”) he thought…
As he reached nearer….he had started feeling the attraction that opposites usually have…but then now he could imagine all those warm lights , camera, a smiling boss , a new cabin and Bingo!! Fame.
“Excuse me..!” she did not listen.
“Excuse me..!” she thought that she heard something , but did not paid attention.
“Gosh”.. loads of attitude she has…he thought.
But tried once again:
“Excuse me..!” she turned around and as if looking somewhere in the universe asked him “are you excusing me?”
little annoyed and partly irritated Raman could say only “YA... ya ”
Its really tough not to admire a totally sodden girl , who is beautiful and its hard to keep away the eyes from staring as they say these are bad manners…
But.. his eyes were doing their job and some uttering tried to flow out but he remained tight lipped.
Any ways , reviving his communication skills…he said…Hi! I am Raman from Ad-One Advertising Agency.(he introduction began).- a leading giant of the advertising world. I work as the copywriter and creative head. You have good possibilities to make a model. So, would you like to work as a model for our campaigns?
What? She exclaimed.. and he thought “the similar reactions…. She is no different from others . the game is mine.” he could not help smiling wryly.
“Behave” he ordered himself. “The game is mine.”
“No…Thanks…..” reply came.
Thinking of the same attitude problem.. he thought of trying again.
“May I know the reason?” he asked.
“Wasn’t I clear enough?” she asked.
“See , I know this is no the right time to talk…..but I am sure that you will make a perfect model.” He said.
“No … Thank you..” “I am absolutely not interested.” She said.
He was not used to take “No” as an answer.
Getting little irritated he said…”think again.. take your time.”
“Young lady - I can give you a career that girls of your age dream of….”
The rains had stopped by now and clouds had left and cleared the sky . By this time , a friend of hers had approached nearby and was standing besides her.
“Take your time” he said. “Think again”.. ”a glamorous career is in front .. try seeing it.. imagine it…”
After a pause she spoke ..”I know you can give me a shining career and fame ..everyone loves to be there in that glamour world..” she paused.
Again a smile approached his lips.. but was sent back disappointed…..she was looking down on the earth and he was hoping that she would give him a positive look.
After a pause , she spoke again : “but Mr. I thought you could have seen by now …. THAT I CAN NOT SEE”
Stunned…he stood there…all his linguistic charisma and charms had shunned him by now.. with no word left to utter….he could see he green fading into black and hear the jamming up of the gears of his brain.
The rain was already over.. and as he saw her leaving with the help of her friend.. under the clear sky he stood in a pool of muddy water…
-KRITI*.
31-05-2K7
Sunday, May 20, 2007
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