Old Ends and New Beginnings

I marched ahead to speak my heart..She trudged ahead to defy, Her words were all mystifying..As she didn't even deny... [Dubious Path-Perplexed Beings.....still not aware where to go...but finally, got and end to  begin] Ink On..... Though every Friday is special and comes with a package full of excitement and new experiences (worthy sometimes and sometimes annoying).But after quite a long time I got acquainted with a Friday, which was the offshoot of the last Friday ["WHEN I GOT THE LEARNING OF PAST-PRESENT-FUTURE AND WHICH GUIDED ME TO NOT MISS A CHANCE OF MAKING MY FUTURE BETTER] and all other week days acted like a catalyst and contributed in the growth of this FRIDAY by making it an unforgettable ride, which started with joy and butterflies in stomach, matured with dilemma, disappointment and questions and then concluded with a learning that few essentials are premeditated by GOD [Such as, Quantity of LIFE or DEATH, Finding a SOUL MATE or TRUE LOVE, Loosing you...

No distance can keep us apart, Long as you're here...here in my heart.... PAST-PRESENT-FUTURE- Happy Valentines Day Ink On.....(With retrospective effect i.e February 15th, 2013) A special Friday (for the extraordinaire's like me who landed on earth on Feb 15th)  preceded by a special Thursday  (Feb 14th) which is special to a large clan and the privileged one's , who actually get in prior arrangements to make this day exceptional to the greatest extent possible.  Most of them  have a firm belief in this day without digging in  the facts related to " What's and Why's" .A large proportion of them believe that it's named after the Saint Valentine  a n d some even call him as a God of Love but wait then for what Mr.Cupid is assigned for? As to the best of my knowledge the place has already been occupied by him.I was actually perplexed and got confused as I never really thought of getting into the questions related to the origin of th...

I am out of the Pain, with this recuperating Rain...there's something in your Eyes, is this love at first Sight, what they often State, I am finding it as True, Is that really in the Air..Oops! I AM FALLING IN LOVE AGAIN....[Do we really get a second chance!] Ink On..... It started with a "BEEP"  [ don't allow your brain to manufacture anything else, I am referring to the sound!]   on my cell phone and with that irritating sound, I tried dilating my pupils and looked at the most frightening inventions of our time, well no points for guessing, for me it's a WATCH or CLOCK! (especially when you have to take it in parlance to sleep) . It was 5:55 AM in the morning and my brain within no moment assured me that I still have 2 hours 5 mins left, that I can spend within the clasp of my adored sleep but before I could have managed to resign to the sleep again, there was another irritating "BEEP" sound, this time I decided to investigate about th...

"I went ahead and stopped the flow..to follow a different route..I can see the noise passing by...but the clamor is on mute-Never Belittle Love" Ink On..... A conventional Friday morning was on its verge to begin and the day started with series of events all monotonous-Early morning conference calls, Warm "have a great weekend wishes", People trying hard to sound elated. I sensed that everything was taking it's predicted path and the only unusual thing in comparison to several other Friday's was my sudden plan of taking leave (backed by an unexpected, shocking and shattering call) for rest of the day (and my Friday maniac manager's contented accent to that, was something which was really unexpected ) Well, I thanked him and decided to capitalize on the opportunity and motivated my self to spend some time alone and especially after a hectic week at work and such a petrifying phone call, I really deserved that solace.So, after downsizing my ...

"Till the day I let you go, Until we say our next hello, Its not Goodbye...." Ink On..... “Practically it was a Thursday night but technically it was a Friday morning. You can say that for me the Friday started early or rather put it this way, that the Thursday lasted for long. The brown colored watch on the pale yellow wall showed 5 in the morning, the time appeared to me as horrible as the color combination I described above.  Well, in our country by that time most of the sane beings get well equipped to proceed with their daily chores but I was still struggling with the past days backlog and was burning the mid night oil to get done with the Sales presentation I was supposed to present in the Fridays Global Team Call. After interacting 5 hours with the laptop and sacrificing similar proportion of sleep, I realized that what I have created is something you can call as a “State of the Art” piece. Though I am not that self- obsessed guy but at that time the se...

"The Nicer the person seems to be, the more suspicious you must become-Is it really a Golden Rule?"  Ink On..... "The Nicer the person seems to be , the more suspicious you must become"..I was in 9th standard, when I first read this phrase in one of my course book.There was a chapter named "The Umbrella Man" where there was a Old Man who tried to be nice with a lady and the lady used this phrase as a tool to judge that being. At that time I thought, well, what a crap is this? I mean, if some one is acting nice why to be judgmental?But as the days passed I thought there is no harm giving it a try and I too started using that tool to conclude about the nature of people, but it didn't help much because whom I considered as bad fellows as they tried being nice to me were at times actually good and vice versa. Thus after such a flop show I simply stopped using it.  Now you might be thinking, how come the Friday Blogger is reminding us about suc...

It's when you have lot inside and difficult to hide...sharing that with some one..is against your pride..we get a resort...to pen it down...to move away..from one to another..to drift away from wings to feather...we take a stride to pen it down..to drift away from wave to tide..."Prashant" Sharing all what I have written, you can call it a poetry or shaayari..or whatever you think is fit..."For me they are expressions...which were inside, they travelled as a wave...and I simply captured them in words..so that they do not become tide.."पराश " 1) मुझको काफ़िर तो ख़ुद को ख़ुदा केहते हैं , होते हैं ख़ुद से दूर और मुझको जुदा केहते हैं ,     अभी तो एक शाम ही बीती है तेरे शहर में "पराश" , लोग अभी से मुझे गुमशुदा कहते हैं।  2) इस शहर की एक खासियत है  "पराश" , मुसाफिर कोई नहीं रहता यहाँ आने के बाद ;     लोग मिलते हैं गले लग के बड़ी तसल्ली से यहाँ , सूरते हाल पूछता नहीं कोई तेरे जाने के बाद। 3) उम्र बीती सबके फ़ल्सफ़े सुन...

"Is life full of uncertainties or we are ignorant to certainties? " Ink ON..... It was just like another Friday morning, the only thing which was different was my mood.The time I opened my eyes, I was not very excited with that Friday feeling.While I was doing the gigantic task of taking a bath in the breath taking winters of Delhi, I realized that somewhere something is not good.While I was battling with numerous thoughts and was busy in several permutations and combinations that what all can go wrong, I overlooked and underestimated my intuitions.I left home and hired an auto for the Janak Puri Metro Station. Unlike other week days..I got an auto in front of our society's gate, I was amazed and happy.I thought that whatever crap my brain was manufacturing few hours back was not of any use and this day is going to be a perfect day like other Fridays'.While I was on the way to metro station I realized that my watch is missing, I gave a call back to ...