A Crucial Day

Where can i start this post?

Life is very un expected.

Whats the cost?

Leaving behind everything loved

After 30 years of living a life king size with my parents, tonight is going to be a last one before i set my wings free.

As i remember 12 years ago moving into this room in our flat as an 18 year old guy with a lot of dreams and ambitions about life. May be life is awesome, because the last night in this room i somehow ended up sleeping alone on the floor just as i did on the first one.

Only thing is that, this thinking about life this time its an oblivion, full of insecurity, lot of expectations, and an unimaginable thought that i will forever not be the same am im now. I would miss being with my loved parents and my little brother. My loved home, my memories and everything.

Lucky me, im taking my wife along. Hope the life change for good.

To my love...

It's been wonderfulnthroughout my life. I have got everything that I liked most of them rebeled. But there lies one thing that I have never got. No one could even help me getting it....

For that most special lady out there...
Most beautiful one that dragged me the entire life...

Dear,
          This blog belongs to you. This entire work... every single letter just mean you. You know? The day I was getting tattoed I literally made up my mind... I just not love but live for you. And eery single time the needle peirced, it was just you on my mind. Thats very weird to say even I had girl friends althrough this period, everyone knew that you were my first preference and they were next. I liked you that way. I respect you, and thats the reason why I even stayed away from you. Even now! I wanna give away all my courage to come before you. But I dont dare... because I want all my 10 years of wait to be ended in a beautiful saga and Im not in a position to accept the bitter truth. As you said, I will one day speak to your mom about us. Trust me! And I always even knew that you faked that you had someone. And you accepted it. I will come please TRUST me!

P.S :- I love you

#ThiIsTrue

Friendship, A tribute.

Fish without the water may survive
Rain without the rainbow may arrive
In the dark woods in the solace you be with me
Every time, every where around me
No possession, not even a diamond what so ever
Dont mean any thing, 'cz you are my friend forever

P.S: dated august 4th, 2013
       Dedicated to abhilash sharaf, chatty and all others

Post by chatty...
#TearBurstingMemories

His promise, Her wait....

*Jet airways, flight no 1793 from delhi to hyderabad is scheduled to depart from the 3rd gate in 15minutes*

As she boarded the flight back home from her first interview in delhi, with a success sanjana buckled up her seat belt and started to deeam. Some where in her dreams, came a secret guy. As she looked at r0the sky so high, she repeatedly heard some words spoken by that secret guy.

"Where ever you go, whatever you do, I will be there with you. And today is 3rd april, 2007. And in 6 more years after graduation, I will come to you and ask you to marry me. By then I will get a good job and a settled life. Till then, take care"

As the clouds passed by, she asked herself "Does he remember me? Will he really come? Where is he now? What is he doing?", lost her self in a million of "con-questions" she finally reached her home town. The place where she spent all her life. All her memories, and all her foot prints.

On reaching home she got a grand welcome for the success of her interview. She now is a proud employee of "Google Inc.,". But more than the happiness her mind just revolved searching for the answers that her contravening logic left her. As she thought for a moment, suddenly something struck her mind...

she went near her mom and asked "Mom, where did you keep all my school books?", in excitement. As her mom siad that they were in the old cup board, she rushed into it and opened the cup board.

She started looking out for all the books, and finally Her eyes looked at something... her eyes opened wide... her breathe slowed down and her heart started to pound.

              "Persons may leave, memories wont... slam book"

As she opened the slam book, her memories started to blink, each page she turned out for that secret guy her heart body went cold and numb. Her eyes stopped at a page, she started to touch every single letter that the guy wrote
   Achyuth... 30th march, 2007 was signatured on the last line of the page... as she read the whole thing, she found his email id in it. Thought for a moment, she decided to mail some thing special to him. But her negative thoughts stopped her from typing the mail.

As we know, always the upper hand goes to heart, feelings and emotions. But in sanjana's case, lets see what happens...

P.s : lets hope for a happy ending.

From delhi with dream... to mandi with memories... a road trip :)

Deep down somewhere hidden in the memories of me lies a road trip that I dreamed of after completing my graduation...

But it happened to be more memorable than what I dreamed of...

                           It was nearly 10am. And I suddenly got a call from the volkswagen showroom saying that the passat I booked was expected to get delivered by 2pm in the afternoon. I was so excited and took my friends sanjay and tej along with me. To take my new german black monster onto the lush black roads of india.

                         As my parents live near himachal, we decided to surprise my parents directly taking it near them, as they never knew that their eldest son would buy a german car for them. My dad who works for the indian governement never owned a car but he always used to say.."my elder son will be so successful that he will be able to afford a car"

                       We 1st took the car to a near by church and got it blessed. Both of my friends were so happy for me as I was the 1st one to dare a buy worth 20lakh. They never asked me for a treat rather asked me for a road trip. We went to the petrol bunk and got my monster's stomach filled... and started for himachal.

                       Mandi was the place where my parents live which is nearly 500km away from delhi. It was nearly 5.30pm and we finally enterd the national highway 1 (NH1) from the bye pass crossing our old college which took back us to our memories and the car to the destination

                   We started discussing about the performance of the car and we changed turns in driving for the 1st experience. We once rolled back our college days when we used to dream of racing in ferrari's on the same road walked miles on our foot laughing, fighting, discussing.. what not everything friends can do on roads.

                   Me, sanjay and tej were best buddies since our childhood days and we grew up together in the same school same college but in different companies as of now. Remembered everything in our road trip our childhood memories they both slept and i was left alone thinking and driving on the highway till my car reached a place.. very special to me

                chandigarh... the city of pride.. which left me the memory of my 1st love 1st kiss and my 1st party. Stopped in sector 68 we had a nice shake from a local parlour... and got my beast refilled again till its stomach reached its brim again. As I passed through the easy phase of the journey now its time for me to even ride on the most difficult roads in the country. NATIONAL HIGHWAY 21

                It was nearly 50km passed from chandigarh and was already night we decided to have our dinner in between the way. While turning onto the road which leads to mandi suddenly came a truck racin towards my brand new car. The things went upside down. Every milli second I tried to steer it away from the truck was like a millenia for me. It raced like a train on a track without even changing its path... those 5 secs I was blank... closed my eyes and just steered it away from the disaster thats ahead of me.

             It passed away and I stopped my vehicle on the road parked it and came out... emotions were so strongly filled in my heart at that time that I yelled out loud into the valley thats beside us. Sanjay came out shouting "wtf!!" I was yelling like a mad man left in a jungle. Tej came calmed me down and we were back to journey again.

           As am not used to these roads driving tej took incharge of driving and we were speaking about our current situaions.. as for me now im in love with someone who is 7 years elder to me... and I revealed it to them during discussion. They were so shocked and speechless that they started to stare at me. I said "life is not about finding someone, but finding someone who can love you atmost" they were congratulating me as we completed our dinner and went on the final yet more pain taking roads of the country.

          I called up my dad at 1am in the night and asked if he could stay awake for a while speaking to me. As we moved slowly on the ghat roads of himachal we reached mandi... welcomed by the temple of bhiuli we stopped I front of our small yet cute home on the edge of the mountain so high... I asked dad to come out once on the phone.

        As he opened the door I hugged him and the tears rolled down my eyes. Dad asked what hapened. And I kept the keys in his hand and said dad this is for you. He was in complete dielama and happiness that he didnot even sleep for whole night. But sitting with us and laughing..

        The next day when mom woke up early in morning she was surprised to see our new family member and felt really happy... atleast in my life I fulfilled a dream of my dad as I never did what he wanted from me. And happines I saw in their eyes was something I call "priceless"

The memories that I remembered, the gift that I gifted my dad, the ride with my friends, the near miss with thetruck in between, the truth that I revealed to my friends, and the dream come true for me and my dad has made this trip most memorable. "The best road trip ever"

         The car might worth lakhs... which i earned sweating. But happiness you see in your parents when their dreams come true because of their son/daughter is PRICELESS

Dream and let it come true
Sweat and let it come for you
Run until it stops for you
Beat until its happy for you

p.s :- this post is written under the IndiBlogger contest of  Ambipur The Perfect Road Trip