There is always a person

how many times have you given it a thought, why there is always a person who comes to your mind before you drown yourself into the sleep. one who always remains on your mind, in your heart or even in you.

why there is a person, whose upward curve on lips turns your whole world upside down. and you would do anything to maintain that curve, that smile you would never want to fade. without knowing the reason why? but there is always a person.

why? those eyes become the best place in the world to loose yourself into. and never knowing how those two eyes become the whole world for you and without even considering the flow of time, without considering the world around you, you just let go yourself in those two universe of yours. why there is always a person who becomes the whole world to you. but there is always a person.

why everything else appears to be worthless when just a person is not around you and why just a moment appears to be priceless to have that person looking at you with a slight smile on face. why a moment, just a moment, when just by chance that face turns and give you a smile, becomes the moment of lifetime for you. why there is always a person, whose happiness becomes every moment of your life. why? but there is always a person.

there is always person, whom you would like to show your talent, your abilities and whatever you are. a person you want to share your true self. a person you would die to get praised by. a person, whom you would want to get impressed by you. you would want to talk to, no matter how much it hurts you when you are ignored by them. a person for whom you would be ready to loose yourself just to have him/her with you. why? but there is always a person.

there is always a person, who is everything for you, no matter what you are for them, a friend, a lover or just a known person. but whenever that person is around you, nothing else matters to you. the person's achievement makes you happy, his/her sorrow makes you sad. you would be ready to become a joker just to make the person laugh and wouldn't mind to be stupid to think one day without even you telling him/her, the person would understand you. but no one can stop you to live in your world of dreams created by that someone. there is always a person who can make you dream in the days with open eyes. but there is always a person.

YET ANOTHER DAY.

here i am . this is me. there is nowhere else on earth i would rather be. I was thinking that how we wake up in the morning everyday and the first thought that comes in the mind differs from person to person. for example... a old person will think, one more day to live. A kid's thought differs according to days like in holiday .. Yahoo day to play else Shit its morning again. A lover boy would think ,wow a new day to meet my fav person on earth. BUT WORKING CLASS LIKE ME and like ME'S, thinks here comes sun mocking over us again, another day to struggle . here comes YET ANOTHER DAY.
i never knew that i will ever love morning,,,,, infact i till now don't know if i love morning or not. generally as soon as i wake up , some stupid friends would send some jolly filled morning message with some spice of inspiration in them . these type of messages are generally deleted before even read. then comes war to conquer the bathroom . then a race to catch the bus. then a war to save yourself from the boss' rage. then war within yourself to focus on your work rather than counting the ticking of clock. after leaving the office war with your opponents who want to capture the seats in the bus. then back to home. wow such a battlefield type of life, we working class youths have. A time before,someone told me about the troubles of working class . now i have registered my name in the " TROUBLES IN WORKING CLASS LIFE COMMUNITY".
well now i know heaven lies in my bed and everything else in the world is hell. I LOVE MY BED . but on other side of night lies a new morning with new hopes and even newer disappointments .this is not the negativity but a practical thing which we all feel. everyone know on the horizon of this night's sky lies YET ANOTHER MORNING.

Changing Words

"Changing words ", well what does that means.  this means the change in our talks with our friend with different stages of our life.

two days before , i was talking to my best friend on phone. we talked almost for an hour and all we talked was about our career , companies , their profit , their repo and all such stinking stuff. and the worst part is , we laughed on the topics like a company gained less than the other. wow! and suddenly a thought came in my mind that what are we talking. going back just 8 months , are these the same topic we talked on, back then. where are all those talks of tafribaaji , friends , girls and flirting. Asking my friends about their latest crush and last break up.
Asking them to give us tips to impress girls and so on and so on and so on ..

thinking all these all i could say is .... " Abey yaar lagta hai ki hum bade ho gaye hai" . we are talking like just all those other grown ups". going back in the time . Time from which i could remember my talks with friend , is my first class. getting time with my friends ,we used to discuss how scary a movie is . trying to show yourself the closest friend of someone. and boasting about yourself and your father . ha ha ha .. those innocent talks ..

then we grew up a little more and started watching action movies , mostly of those Chinese stuff of punching and kicking bags. and discussing with friends . trying to copy them in front of friends to gain appreciation . talking about superheroes and other action cartoon series. and copying their voices. talking about cricket and saying see my bowling action matches with some specific player .

then again we grew up a little more . and then sticking to the action movies only but now with some serious gun and blood stuff . our talks diverged from those flexible bodies of Chinese actors to those stiff muscular bodies of hollywood actors. talking about being captain of our cricket team and arguing on who plays better and forcing all the friends to indulge themselves into the argument by asking them to decide. then criticizing all those strict teacher who punished us in the class and to be clearer , abusing them and then abusing friend for laughing . talking about the video game cassettes and CDs. and discussing how to clear those difficult stage which could not be easily cleared.

then we grew up again ... and little young too... with all the previous talks , a new topic added to our talks ." GALS". we talked about how that girl is , and how some guys are trying to tame her and laughing at how they are so unsuccessful in that . keeping an eye on our looks and then asking friends " yaar chal market chalte hai . festive season hai . Samjha kar". ha ha .

then we grew up a little more. and hard time of studies came in the way .. i still remember the few line of my dad ;;" beta abhi mehnat kar lo fir to life me mauj hi mauj hai"(Son, work hard now then rest of the life would be fun and play). and these lines are persistent from that time till today and i still am confused ki "life me mauj hi mauj" era kab aayega(When that all fun time will come). well whatsoever . main thing was with all the other lovely talks one new topic was added ," yaar how much syllabus have you completed". " yaar i have completed only two units" and so on .  and ya one more thing was added ... planning how to tease a teacher , of course in a legal way. well i remember i and my friend used to frame most irritating syllabus based question to irritate the teacher to such a level that they started ignoring our queries. wow ,,.. so all the luciferian talks and deeds were there in the mind but nothing such as tension.

then we again grew up a little and now we were young. and we all know how we "the youths" are. all the enjoyment of life . each and every single words were intended to extract fun. to pull legs of mates became the main motto of all the talks. and trying to find all the jokes of world is main talks of this age. ( o that lovely college life). some of those super flirt boys were always the apple of eyes of most of the guys. their talks about how they talked to that girl and how they tamed the another one . some other guy who were bitten by love bug had only two talks, how lovely their love is and how a bad time their relation is going from. some other guys are macho type. their talks is centered to all fighting stuff and all the boiling blood talks. some of the other are geek who will tense you by explaining how large the course is and how less time is remaining and then making you realize by their talks that how bad your preparation is. damn on these type of guys .and some are the part of all such talks but atleast all were interesting.

then we grew up to the age where we are just discussing the jobs . our boss. and our profile. our salary and the plans for the increasing it.
looking it how our words change from time to time , it is such a irony that we call this life " one life" when it is divided in so many sub lives.

Death of rising Sun

Nothing is permanent in this world. Everything which is here, might not be here tomorrow. everything will last someday or other. Which you have today might not be with you tomorrow.
i was thinking all these while sitting idly and watching the sun set. it was going . we all know that the sun will rise again on next morning but thinking, on the different side the risen sun of next morning will again set on next evening. and this chain of rising and setting will continue for years and years. While admiring the beauty of the evening and coloring my thoughts with the redness of the evening sky , a thought came to my mind, WOW the life of sun is just one day. thinking in this way, the sun born in the morning , get optimum at noon and dies in the evening.
loved , hated or whatever  but the sun will continue is " a day life cycle " everyday of every week for every months of every year.  Human life is also same as the sun. Born one day remain at optimum for some period and then start decaying and then ends on day without any regret and leaving the near one in the night darkness of sorrow.
in the morning life starts with a jump. every bit of the nature is active and ready to run type. as the day passes and as our loving rising sun sets its path to its sunset , the life on the earth also take a nap in the lap of tiredness . with the death of rising sun every bit of life get tired and wait for the rebirth of this death sun in the next morning.

How lovely is this life.

a walk on a road ,
a day of a fight ,
that rain drop on my cheeks,
and a morning warm and bright,
that made me realise,
how good this world is,
how lovely is this life.

struggle of those dogs,
and those birds on their flight,
old man in the garden ,
and disolving horizon in the night,
all made me realise,
how good this world is,
how lovely is this life.

my mother working in the kitchen,
my father hurrying for office,
no time for themselves,
still they live king size,
made me realize,
how good this world is,
how lovely is this life.

that flying kite,
and my favorite cokkie's bite,
that man falling on the road,
and that baby with a smile,
made me realize,
how good this world is,
how lovely is this life.

the clouds in the sky,
and blink of the eye,
that smile on some faces,
and winking to the shy,
made me realize,
how good this world is,
how lovely is this life.

that wind shouting in my ears,
that happiness calling in for tears,
that moment which took me to highs,
and every morning which inspire me to rise,
made me realize,
how good this world is,
how lovely is this life.

Does 'THE END' lasts

Its haven't been a while. I mean i was so sure about this just six months ago but why am i so skeptical about this now. Shraddha was thinking  while standing in front of judge in the court.
" So Mr. Biswaas, do you want your this meaningless relationship to end." the advocate asked Anirudh that if he wanted divorce. Shraddha's heart raced to keep up with the increasing heartbeat. What if he says yes. what if he really wants this relationship to end and what the hell is wrong with you Shraddha, wasn't it you only who first wanted this relationship to end then why now, why are you so unsure about this. Why is it bothering you so much that if Anirudh do not want you in his life.
It was the same court, same judge and same advocates who were there six months ago when Shraddha was pleading for divorce in shear anger," My lord, i want this relationship to end. What haven't i done to be with this man. but all he cares about is his job, his life and his honor. I left my career, my life and even my self respect. but all he thinks is that he is the man of sacrifices."
She was even more annoyed when Aniruddh was asked for his reason for divorce and he simply said," If my life partner, my better half is not happy in this relationship then its better to end it, I too want this relationship to end." Look at him, acting like a saint. As if he is doing it all for my sake. If my happiness was all that counted then why didn't he allow me to do the job. Why doesn't he had time for me when i was all bored at home, Shraddha gave a smile of satire. Aniruddh just gave a look of disbelief to Shraddha over her smile.
"It can be clearly seen that there is no meaning in forcing both of them to remain in this relationship but for the law sake you both will be given six months to live together and see if anyhow you both can make your relationship survive this hard time." Judge said.
Outside the court, Aniruddh's mother in law, Shraddha's mother, came to Aniruddh. She had all the sad expressions on her face. Aniruddh gave a sad fake smile to her. She came to Aniruddh and said," Son, i never considered you as my son in law, you are as precious to me as Shraddha herself. Are you sure that you both can't live with each other." Tears came in her eyes.
" Maa ji, if Shraddha is not happy with me then i have no rights to steal her happiness from her." Aniruddh said.
" So you are saying that you are giving up in the girl you have always loved just because she is upset over some nonsense thing and want to give away the best gift she ever got." Aniruddh's mother in law said in anger and disbelief mixed.
Aniruddh and Shraddha have been in love from their college time and were married to each other soon after Aniruddh was settled and had a reputed job. Soon the sense of wealth took over Aniruddh's other senses. He couldn't find time for his almost newly wedded wife. It wasn't much time after their marriage, could have been one half or two years when Aniruddh almost stopped paying any heed to his only love of life, Shraddha. It didn't mean that he stopped loving her or caring for her but his sense of love now was all diverted towards the wealth and prosperity he could provide to Shraddha. Shraddha on other hand wanted her husband back. She was educated and could use her degree to remain with her husband atleast in the office but Aniruddh never wanted Shraddha to see the corporate world. For him Shraddha could not bear all the politics and unworthy competitions of the professional life. His too caring nature was slowly and slowly becoming chains for Shraddha which she wanted to break. Sometime too much care becomes the worst part of a relationship.

Sweetest fruit is always the first to rot.

"You don't have time for me, you don't want me to join you in office. What should i do then, tell me?" Shraddha said, all bored and upset as soon as aniruddh came back from office. Such a warm welcome after a bad day was all needed for Aniruddh's anger to burst out," if you can't help me in getting my mood right after office then please don't talk to me."
" Ya i am the one who spoil your mood. Your female office colleagues must be really consoling, isn't it?" Shraddha said in anger. Ignored life partner is always tended to suspect on their life partners. Aniruddh couldn't see the reason for this sentence and out of anger and disbelief, he stood and slapped Shraddha for her cheap comment.
" How could you think so cheaply." Anirudh said.
" I want this realtionship to end. i can't bear this meaningless living together anymore." Shraddha said, tears came out of her eyes.
It is said never take a decision when you are angry but they both did the same," fine Shraddha if you want it to end, I don't want to pile it on you."
Whole night passed, they didn't talk. Shraddha drowned her face in pillow and kept crying for whole night. She couldn't believe that Aniruddh slapped her. This was the last thing she could have ever imagined. On other hand, Aniruddh couldn't believe his hand did that deed. How could he slap the only woman he had ever loved. Because of him, that person was all sad and crying whom he wanted to provide all the happiness of this world. And then how can she say such a thing and suspect any other woman in his life. Anger over a silly topic kept both of them away from talking to each other whole night.
By the morning, Aniruddh had calmed himself down but he thought not to say a word to Shraddha. "She might understand me when she is calmed down". But Aniruddh's decision went against him. Sometimes a lady needs to be pampered like a child. like when a child is angry then his father bring a small toy to make him smile again, same way a lady needs a surprise or a childish and playful sorry or anything which may provide a evidence of her importance in once life but Aniruddh forgot this little thing. Meanwhile Shraddha kept waiting for Aniruddh in her room. She wanted him to come to her, let it be for scolding her to blame him about other women in his life but to her surprise she heard his car roaring out of gates. She was heart broken. His love didn't know how to show love to her anymore. In fact he doesn't even love her anymore, she thought. She can't be in a meaningless relationship anymore. She wanted divorce.
" What?" Aniruddh was shocked. He never thought that Shraddha would ever say this.
" You heard it clearly Aniruddh. I want divorce." Shraddha said firmly. Aniruddh tried to find pain in her eyes while saying this but he found none. She was not feinting. She was sure about this. At last Aniruddh gave up.

Watching his mother in law desperately trying to save their marriage Aniruddh couldn't hold his feelings. His eyes became wet. He somehow controlled his tears since he didn't want Shraddha to see him crying who was watching her mother and his to be ex husband talking to each other. He took his mother in law to the court's canteen.
"What i did wrong maa ji?" Aniruddh said and burst out into tears. He had been holding his sorrow, his despair inside him till now but now it was more than anything for him when he saw his last hope fading away as Shraddha asked to end their relationship without any hesitation.
" you tried to be man. A man whom Shraddha didn't love. A man who had been juxtapose to one whom Shraddha loved. See son i am not saying that Shraddha is not sure about her divorce but you have six months. Give my daughter back the Aniruddh whom she loved. Aniruddh who forced her to take initiative in her life. One who made her feel free from the burden of the world which she felt on her shoulders after her father died. Can't you see son, out of your care you have chained her, caged her. She wanted to be free She wanted her Aniruddh desperately. She is not angry Aniruddh, she is sad. Cheer her up as you used to do. Revive her dormant love for you." Shraddha's mother said. She was bit relieved to see Aniruddh still loved her daughter. Hopes were still there.
" what does this mean that i can't live here Ma." Shraddha said surprised over her mother refusing to take her in the house.
" Its just i want you to live with your husband for these six months. You are not divorced still, remember?" Shraddha's mother said.
" i will never go back to that house again. I don't know what has he said to you yesterday but i am not buying it." Shraddha said in anger.
" If you won't go back to Aniruddh now then you will not see me alive." Shraddha's mother used old emotional trick. and to her least expectation it worked. Shraddha agreed to go back to her in law's home.
On other hand, Aniruddh desperately waited for Shraddha. He was excited as if he was on his first date. I have to win this girl again. I have to win the love of this girl as i won her in college time. After a while Shraddha was in front of her, all furious. Without saying a word She turned and moved towards her room.
"Thats my room." Aniruddh said. He smiled in himself.
Shraddha was teased to her core. She almost shouted," It was mine too. What the hell, why my mother wants me to live with this psycho." and she moved to other room. Aniruddh smiled and sat on sofa.
" hey Shraddh, can you please bring me a glass of water and feel free to have one yourself too." Aniruddh said.
" How could he order me around like this? what he think he is?" Shraddha thought and vomitted same words in front of Aniruddh. Irritated to a limit she sat on the bed holding her forehead in her hands.
" I thought you were thirsty." Aniruddh said holding a glass of water in front of Shraddha. He was smiling. Confident about himself. He found old him and now knew that he would be able to find his old love too and will make Shraddha fall in love with him again.
Shraddha was shocked. To be clearer she was confused. Confused over what does Aniruddh wanted? Some moment ago he acted like a total jerk and now here he stood as an idol of what they call a Gentleman. She got irritated, unable to find answer. " i don't want, i am not thirsty."
" Ok then i am leaving for office, if you want something then tell me on phone." Anirudh said with a smile and left the room.
Why is he acting like a husband? Why now, when he hasn't, for so long? Why now he is acting like the one for whom so long i have longed for? Shraddha was puzzled. Anger, irritation , confusion, all burst out from her," Why are you trying to be my husband", she shouted.
Aniruddh turned with a calm and smiling face and said," i am your husband Shraddha, at least today i am."
Shraddha didn't expected this answer. For a moment her heart skipped few beats. Aniruddh left the house, leaving Shraddha in confusion. Her half brain was saying he is back but in other there was an idea imbibed that Aniruddh's new behavior is all meretricious.
Whole day passed, Shraddha was feeling as if caged in this house. A feeling of discomfort was engulfing her," now what would Aniruddh's behavior be like?" ," Why i have to be here?" , " Why my mother is supporting Aniruddh?" ," Was i had been wrong this whole time, had Aniruddh been always so nice?" All such questions were stabbing Shraddha was inside. She desperately needed answers for all these. So desperately that she didn't took any meal whole day.
Meanwhile Aniruddh entered. Seeing him Shraddha again turned her face and moved to her room. Aniruddha followed.
" It was really a bad day. Too tiring. And my boss is such an as****e, he never listen to me." Aniruddh kept on telling Shraddha the detail of whole day and Shraddha kept on listening although pretending as if she is not interested. But somehow she felt contented, after all, this is all what she always wanted and Aniruddh out of extra caring, never shared his burden with her. Then again she felt why is he telling me all these now. Again a sudden anger took over Shraddha and she turned and said," i don't care Aniruddh. Don't bother me with your whole day's crap."
Aniruddh stood up and with a smile said,"Sorry, i forgot you would have had a long day too, but you see i do not have anyone else to bother with my whole day's crap except you." Aniruddh said and left the room and again Shraddha's heart skipped few beats.
Why? Why now when i am so determined to end up with him. Why is he trying to win me back? I won't let him. I won't let him win now.
Shraddha went to Aniruddh and said," i won't let you. This relationship is over Ani. I will not let you win me back."
Aniruddh again smiled, took few steps towards Shraddha and said," i have already won my first phase Shraddha. Its almost after eight months you called me Ani." Ani was the name Shraddha used to call Aniruddh out of love.
What is wrong with you Shraddha? Are you seriously planning to fall for him again. Shraddha was irritated and after beating the ground by her feet she went out of Aniruddh's room. Aniruddh was happy. He was winning his love back. But now for Shraddha it was a challenge. She committed that she will never let Aniruddh win over her.
Out of confidence and commitment, Shraddha didn't let any of Aniruddh's attempts to reach her. Now the dices were on Shraddha's side. She was happy and Aniruddh was confused. It was after a week when one day Shraddha got a call from some BPO for the post of the shift manager there. Somehow she knew it was Aniruddh who brought this opportunity to her. She was furiated. She was vexed between the feeling of happiness and anger. Ya! She always wanted to have a job but Aniruddh bringing that opportunity to her and thats too in such a situation was unacceptable for her.
" I don't want your concern for me. How dare you forward my resume to a company." Shraddha said.
Aniruddh as always was unmoved by any of Shraddha's reaction. "Don't accept the offer then. Why so much commotion over this?" Aniruddh said and again turned back into the novel he was reading. Shraddha now didn't know what to say. She wanted to have a job and she was getting it. After giving it thoughts for whole night, she decided to take the job.
Whole month passed. Shraddha was now no more a trainee and was given responsibilities of her post. Work load increased, target were given to meet and though Shraddha always wanted a job but she never thought that it would be so tough. Bosses as always were such an as*****. First the workload and then the baseless arguments of boss took all out of Shraddha when one day she reached home. Aniruddh had already reached home.
" Ani could you please give me one glass of water." Shraddha said.
Aniruddh turned his deaf ear to what Shraddha said and started complaining," There is no proper vegetable in the kitchen and see no proper spices are kept. And this house is so scattered. And you don't have time for any of this."
Shraddha couldn't believe this. How could he? " How dare you say that,i mean how could you start complaining about these things as soon as i entered the house. Do you know how bad my day was in the office?"
"Exactly. But atleast now you know how i felt then when you complaint like this when i used to come back from office. And by the way my day was not good either. Here is your glass of water." Aniruddh said and went to his room. Shraddha was stumpped. She didn't know what to say. She remained standing in same position for few moments and then moved back to her room. Was it all my fault? I never tried to understand how much Ani had to endure in office. All i thought was about Ani not giving me proper time. Its inevitable that he slapped me that day. How couldn't he when on him saying such a small complaints i felt like slapping him. Shraddha's chest filled with sorrow. She fell on her bed and cried. For first time she realized her fault in her relationship falling apart.
Next morning she wasn't sure about her decision of breaking her marriage. She decided to atleast say sorry to Aniruddh for that night. But aniruddh had already left for the office. When in evening Shraddha was back from the office She saw Aniruddh talking to a friend of his.
" So your uncle started searching for your second wife." His friend asked.
" Ya buddy i fear so." Aniruddh said with a sheepish smile. Shraddha was devasted. He decided to move on! Shraddha hid herself to listen the conversation.
" So dude. Congrats for your new wife" Aniruddh's friend said with smile.
" No yaar. If uncle brings anyone else into my life then She might be my uncle's daughter in law but my wife will always be Shraddha, no one else." Aniruddh said. For no reason, Shraddha blushed after listening this. She was filled with fear when she thought that Aniruddh wanted to move on. For no reason she felt relieved when aniruddh said that my wife will always be Shraddha. For whole night she kept smiling again and again thinking Aniruddh's words.
Aniruddh won. Shraddha again fell in love with Aniruddh.
Just two weeks remained. Shraddha now wasn't little bit sure about her ending this relationship. She desperately wanted Aniruddh to come to her and say lets start it over again. Lets give our marriage a new chance. Lets forget all what happened and see what will happen and see it together, holding each others' hands. She wanted Aniruddh to slap her again for what she said that night. She wanted Aniruddh to come to her for atleast to ask her if she really wanted to end this relationship, over which she could say, NO , NEVER and hug his love of life tightly. She again wanted to feel the broad shoulders of Aniruddh beneath her cheaks. She wanted to cry again in the his arms like she used to cry whenever she missed her father. But Aniruddh never came to her. He never asked Shraddha if she had changed her decision.
Finally there was the judgement day. And here was Aniruddh and Shraddha again standing in front of each other in the same court like they were six months ago. Shraddha desperately waited for Aniruddh's answer and she wanted him to say no. Aniruddh paused for some moments and then with his heavy voice said," yes i do want to end this meaningless relationship."
Hearing this Shraddha's knee weakened. She controlled her overwelming emotionsand her desire to go and ask Aniruddh, why? If he intended to let go this relationship then why he made her fall in love with him again. Why he tried so hard to win her back. Or is it he found someone else. What if his uncle has found someone whom Aniruddh also found desirable. Shraddha found herself in a whirlpool of thought. For first time she felt the fear of loosing someone. She wanted to shout to Aniruddh to take back his words. She wanted to cry and say, i lost my father but i never want to loose you. But she can't. Now she knew what Aniruddh meant when he said, when my better half do not want to be in this marriage then its better to end it. Now it was turn of Shraddha to resonate these words.
With tears in her eyes, Shraddha said, mixed with sorrow, anger and the pain of loosing," Yes me too want to end it." In next few moments divorce papers were signed.
Outside the court, Shraddha stood with her mother. She couldn't stop her tears, She kept on criticizing herself," i was such a fool to leave him Ma. I mean, i love him. i always have.But i don't know why i took that decision to leave him." She was stifling due to her uncontrolled emotions. Her throat was choking and words were hard to come out.Her mother could not do anything else than to console her.
Suddenly someone tapped Shraddha on her shoulder. She turned and saw it was Aniruddh. Shraddha felt urge to grab him in her arm but she couldn't. Call it ego or due to her guilt feeling, but she couldn't. He was smiling. "how could he smile?" Shraddha thought.
Aniruddh said with a smile," I have heard, you just got divorced?" Shraddha felt irritated. Is he here to abase me.
She didn't answer and turned to move away. Aniruddh followed," Hey listen. Actually my wife just left me, so would you mind if i ask you to marry me." Shraddha stopped. Aniruddh's proposal was unexpected. She never hoped this.
" So what you say, lets start a life together and not let our ex life partners bother us ever." Aniruddh said with a smile.
Shraddha moved towards Aniruddh and slapped him. And just in next moment she had Aniruddh grabbed in her arms. She did all the thing she wanted to for last two weeks, hugging Aniruddh, slapping him , crying in his arm,complaining , loving, everything.
In all these moment she tried to say one thing but she couldn't. Suddenly Aniruddh held her hand and said," ya i know, no matter what i will never let you go."

The Moral of the Story is

"This is pathetic", The molars said.
"But what can we do", The canines said in low and depressed voice," We have already complained about this so many times."
" I am fed up of this red leaking from the floor. Our all the attires are so dirty now." The incisors said in irritated tone.
" Ya they all have lost their white shade, they are almost yellow now, ain't they" The premolars commented in mocking tone. Incisors gave a disgusted look to them. 
These four family shared same house for their livelihood. Since they all have almost same work to do so they decided why not to live together and share the work between them to make the work easier. It is as they say many hands make a work easier. So they all shifted to their new house called Gum. When they shifted into house, they all were happy. House was clean, beautiful and healthy. They were happy since their landlord was also their employer and their house was also their workplace.
" Isn't this home so beautiful, our white uniform will also not get dirty." one of the Incisors said.
" Moreover our landlord has promised us that he would have our white uniform cleansed daily. God! this would be so healthy." One of the Molars said.
" Can't argue with you over that." Canines said. Premolars nodded in agreement.
Everything went well for few years. Ancestor died and next generation took over. New generation was also loyal and did their work properly. They were not demanding and were even more adept to their work than their ancestors. All they wanted were proper two times washing of their white uniform so that it may remain germ free and nice maintenance of their home i.e Gum.
But after few years their landlord and employer, Raju, stopped paying heed to their demand. Washing of uniforms twice a day reduced to one and that too not very propely. Slowly and gradually their white uniform turned to yellow. Though every person of each family had proclivity for this but they accepted this new hardships showered over them by their employer and decided not to inveigh. But Raju kept on increasing the workload on them without giving proper response to their demand. Now sometimes uniforms of these families were not even cleaned once a day. Their home and workplace did not have any healthy environment anymore. Even in such a adverse condition they didn't loose their pertinacity and did their work properly.

Slowly their home started reeking and the walls of their home were not at all in good condition. They complaint to their landlord about this continuously when he gave them work, by being sensitive and showing the leaking in the house while he brushed but like all other landlords and employer Raju ignored their plea.
" The elder molar is really sick." One of the premolars said," We should keep an eye over that because our room is nearest to them. We all may get sick"
"Why doesn't Raju respond to our complaints." Canines said sadly.
" Its because we are doing our work properly without any protest. That is why he has been so ignorant lately." Incisors said. Everyone nodded in agreement.
" Elder Molar is so sick but Raju is not at all in mood to take him to doctor(Dentist), though he had promised us to get our health checkup in every six months." One of the Molars said," Moreover it is necessary also. We have so much work to do whole day, our proper caring is necessary, isn't it?"
"But thats the problem! Our employer do not appreciate our work. See, they do not even take a good care of our home(Gum), there is so much leakage in here." Premolars said," I think we should again give a warning to Raju."
They all started hitting on the floor(Gum) which caused their employer a great deal of pain. But again Raju ignored and in the end all of the family members were hopeless.
" I guess we should leave this home." Molars said.

" But then we would be homeless." Premolars said.
" Our landlord cum employer is so flippant that we can not be in certitude of our future. Lets take the advice of molars and leave." Incisors said. Premolars and canines were not sure. There was a little skirmish after which they decided to stay while molars and Incisors left. Now Raju was little worried but still he had canines and premolars. Due to same amount of work and less numbers of worker, the load on these left members became really high and still there were no proper hearing to their demand. They waited but their ill condition dwindled till two members of Canines family died of illness. Premolars were also not in good health now. Now Raju paid heed to their demand and went for proper health check of theirs.
" Sorry Mr. Raju its too late, it is really hard for them to survive. Some of them are in such a Bad health that they need euthanasia(need to be removed)." Doctor said. Raju was numbed. He lost all his employee. Just because he did not pay heed to their minor demands and warnings like bleeding and gum pain. Now he cried, "I wish i would have taken care of them". But now nothing could be done.

MORAL of the story is Your teeth and gum have crucial work to do whole of the day, Like your whole body need heath checkup time to time, they also demand for proper attention else they will fell ill and then will fell. So its better to give ten minutes twice per day in brushing and few hours in every six months for proper health checkup of your teeth and gum then to be toothless like Raju. 

This Blog is an entry organized by Colgate and IndiBlogger, " The Moral of the story is?"

-Malay  

Who were they???

it was almost 23rd hour of night, i was returning from my office. almost empty roads of the city. some guys on their vehicle passing to make me realize that i was not in any episode of Ramsay brother's movies. but ya it was damn silence everywhere. November is November, the best weather to walk around. mildly cold breezes and very little fog due to countryside area of my office made the whole scenario little scary, for me exciting( i love to walk alone on street when there is a situation like this). but it was late enough and i wanted to be at home as soon as possible and the main street from where i would get auto was still half a kilometer away. but wow in the whole place it was me and just me. only sound which could be heard was my footsteps, sound of breeze rubbing against the leaves of trees on roadside and some barking of dogs coming from distance.
among all these exciting things, i was walking carefree. buzzing a old melody of kishore kumar and walking slowly with my hands in the locket of my jeans. suddenly i heard some voice from a narrow lane between two buildings. voices were of kids quarreling over something. in the mix voice of quarrel i could figure out, one of them saying," no i will have it."
stupidity or eagerness whatever, but i peeped into that almost dark narrow lane to watch what was happening in there. i could see two shadow like figures of kids. one looked like he was holding something. to be true, i was little bit scared but i moved in to have a look over those kids.
" i am not giving it to you." one of the kid said, hiding the thing in his hand behind him.
" i am not here to take anything from you." i said in a polite tone. " come on show me what are you hiding."
the kid forwarded his hand to show what was in his hand. now when his hands were in more light than his rest of the body, i could see there were two pieces of bread( roti ) in his hand.
these kids must really be poor and hungry to be fighting on just two pieces of bread, i thought. i smiled and put my hands in my pocket to take out some money to give to those kids so that they may have something to eat.
" take it and buy something to eat." i said , handing those money to those kids.
"keep these pieces of paper with you, what do you think we don't have it",  boy replied with a attitude as that of a kid with silver spoon in his mouth. i was shocked.

Boys brought themselves into light. well dressed, clean and tidy, no way they were poor. then why were they fighting over two pieces of bread?
i asked them directly.
one of them simply replied, " you will know."
"what?" i said in surprise.
" ya, the way this world is going you will know soon why are we fighting for this most precious thing of our time." other one said and they went back in darkness.
i was shocked, unable to figure out what those boys wanted to say. confused to a limit, i moved back to take route to main road but now i was walking faster. fast enough to be called running.
what were they? a weird imagination or our future, in which the most precious thing would be food, when there will be all agricultural companies but no agricultural land.
but what were they? our past when there was not enough money for food ... or our future when there would be no enough food for money.

BY -
Malay Asthana.

Being on your own

when i was a kid , obviously i did almost everything which my papa hated . then of course i was scolded . the most frequent sentence of all the fathers while scolding their sons is ' DO WHATEVER YOU WANT TO WHEN YOU ARE ON YOUR OWN. NOT NOW TILL YOU ARE MY RESPONSIBILITY'.

thinking back of all those incidents, and all those thoughts of mine ..' HE CAN NEVER STOP SCOLDING ME'.
i used to think can i ever be on my own. will my father or mom or sisters , ever let me do whatever i want . will i ever have a day when i won't be give unnecessary  any advice and i could take my own decision on my own.

well today i surely miss those days when none of my decisions was deciding my life. should i study or play cricket with friends never was such a great decision that it may take away my job or me loosing a opportunity of getting job. step out to do something and you would have hundreds of advices . but what a days they were that we could easily ignore all those advice and do whatever we want to . and the 'payback punishment' was just 10 minutes of my papa's rage.
looking at the same scenario today, stepping out to do something, again we have hundreds of advice but now we cant ignore any. we just cant close our eyes , turn our deaf ears to every advice and ignore them. then too after collecting all the advices, we get messed up in between of them and then wish if we were not on our own.
why we have to do this?? why are we on our own. why isn't someone else who could take correct decision for us but Sorry! now you are on your own. you have to take decision.

ever felt the dilemma , when you are financially tortured and suddenly you feel urge to eat your favorite dish. one side of your brain says. go dude eat it. we will see whatever happens tomorrow while other says, nope save money , you don't have enough. finally you binds your fist as tightly as possible , say 'shit' and move away. turning back to early days of your life . going out with your father to the market and saw anything worth to eat and just took it and thats it. no dilemma, no vexing , nothing. but now we have to be vexed . because alas we are now on our own.

looking at the brighter side . now we can be a person on whom other can sustain . we can make other feel , don't worry we are here. we are on our own and you can count on us.
Being on your own is like eating sugar coated tamarind. A few moment of sooting sweetness and then some moments of catchy sour. But you can't do nothing but to enjoy it. 

I followed the angel of end

when it ran out of blue,
in dark black night's sky,
among the sound of rattling crickets,
and ominous sound of jackal's cry,
out of fog i saw,
few beautiful ladies with wing as large as me,
due to joke of weather, too clearly i can't see,
so to know who were they on this barren grassland,
i pursued those angel of end.

they went forward to the high mountain side,
don't know how at night, it was clear and bright,
one of them turned to confirm if they were followed,
i heartbeat stopped as if my chances of survival just shallowed,
what if i was seen,
what could have they done to,
in what condition i would have been,
call me crazy, call me insane,
i followed to see them entering in that rock,
through a dented pane,
i too entered out of curiosity in that dent,
to see and pursue those angel of end.

Inside that mountain, it was a big hall,
in between there stood a holy man,
Bright, wrinkled, soothing and tall,
one side there were standing angel and other side devil,
they were in some serious discussion as if of some peril,
Angel argued, as tarnished as humanity has been,
Ending it now is necessary and keen,
holy man was quiet but devil burst out a laugh,
pure insulting and outrageous, nowhere near suave,
he said why to end humanity when it is going so great,
why you angels are so jealous when dine is now in my plate,
Isn't there still some human who ain't so evil,
isn't there so many people out there,
far from being spoiled and evil.
And i listened the devil who wanted the apolocyst to prevent,
I saw a saviour devil when i pursued those angel of end.

Angel argued to end the humanity and giving it a new start,
devil mocked the angel and said her talks stench like fart,
Due to some of my people you can't ignore all those nice people of yours,
Ya if you kill all those nicer one, my era would be better of course,
Devil gave a smile and make me think,
i wish i knew what he crave,
Is it his era he wanted to relish ,
or was it whole humanity he wanted to save,
Now i was confused who was good that savior devil,
Or those angel who wanted humanity to repent,
What would have been your perception,
If you would have pursued those angels of end.

The one who survived

On this day which is sunny and bright,
the feet in the mid air,
one hand holding the end of cliff,
and other gripping the rock digged out slight,
the only thought in his mind,if i could do it,
will I be the one who survive.

his car hass gone down the cliff,
and he is hanging hundreds of feet high,
his muscles cramping due to his load,
his throat ready to make a cry,
fingers piled off of thier skin,
hardness of rock showing no sypathy no shy,
out of pain and sheer anger,
all he could think, if i could do it,
will i be the one who survive.

He remembered he querrelled this morning with his father,
and had been rude which he should have never shown,
shouted on him that he don't need his advice,
he is no more kid and now he is grown,
took his car speeded it up,
had had its gear to back thrown,
with roaring engine and shouting friends,
he took the path of mountain raod.
now he regret his decision,
in anger which thrive,
now all he could think was, if i could do it,
will i be the one who survive.

I don't want to loose you son,
He suddenly remembered his father had said,
i couldn't say sorry to him,
he thought i don't want to die with this regret,
but his arm were not helping and no area to put his feet,
the cliff was too slippery as if cut straight very neat,
he tried and tried with no lucky surprise,
will he be able to do it,
will he be the one who survive.

then suddenly he remember her mother's face,
the fear in her eyes ,
when he took out his car in pace,
will she able to bear the new of her son's death,
will she able to sleep with this remorse in her bed,
O! I can't die and leave my mom alone all this sudden,
i can't make my mom cry, and leave this world with this burden,
the will to live woke up in him due to thoughts such naive,
now he knew he could do it,
he would be the one who survive.

We the boys

hello friends,
how have you all been?
i was thinking last night about us, us means we the boys. leaving some of them , who don't want to live their life , we the boys like ourselves to see freely flowing away.
we are always like ...." we are never dirty , till we get our liberty ."  so let us do whateva we want and we will be nicest person on the earth(atleast according to us).

what are we ? a white collared  Lucifer , or mischievous Zeus."Spirits of flamboyance,its everyday occurrence, impetus of filthy innocence,all but reminiscence,of those whose presence,made an impact of everlasting essence!!!!",
we are just a kid never wanting to grow up and moreover never wanting to be called a kid. we always have the most clear concepts with all the confusions of the world in them and ready to counteract if someone dare to challenge them.
so what are we? a bird who want to fly and fly and fly so high where everything is allowed . no one to stop , or just a reptile who want to feel every dirt of the mother earth.
 we are nothing but a a disciplined chaos or noisy silence. or something or nothing but seeing other way "we are everything." 

we are always so naive, we first look in the eyes of the gal. and only when we see that she don't have her eyes on us , we go for other parts of her. we remain in love till we know this connection isn't going to work out and moment   we see this relation is getting messy ,we easily consider all this as a big mistake. so its simple, we are never entangled in anything.

we believe in simple theory " live and let live " and when this theory isn't doing any good then we follow another theory " live and let die ".

we are mostly in love at first sight and if calculating roughly then we fall in love almost everyday. and once our "love in first sight " blooms then we just could easily go crazy for them. " them???" ya its them, who the hell said that we the real boys will go crazy for just one gal. bitter and hard to swallow but its truth.

so what are we .? As they say men are dogs . so don't worry guys we are saved , we are boys not men . we will be, after some time, till then just practice to be what they call us. dog or wolf whatsoever we are always good in what we are.

we are messy , yes we are , this make our place look lively. it atleast leaves trace that there is some 'we the boys' living here.

life is what , a lost path . so let it go wherever it goes . so we let it flow and we just move with it. but it doesn't means 'we the boys' can mould it according to our will. its just we don't like to see much things changing.

so what are 'we'? 'we' are me or are 'we' ,you, or the one sitting beside you or sitting behind me . whatever but 'we'  are everyone or might be no one. see as i said , we have most clear messed up clear concepts.

thank you .

When he saw her

his eyes full of tear,
full of pain,not a bit death's fear,
disappointed by all aspects of his life,
loosing all hopes for happiness to thrive,
leaving back nothing to bother,
before death he turned back to see the world last time,
and it was the moment when he saw her.

his eyes stuck on her smile,
so beautiful, so soft as if,
do not touch her she is so fragile,
her teeth as if some pure shiny pearl,
he was lost in thoughts,
O! i haven't seen such a beautiful girl,
then her gaze turned to him,
and his spines got high shiver,
if it is for she, i can easily die,
he thought in the moment when he saw her.

his eyes couldn't see anything but her lovely face,
his mind couldn't think anything, but just her praise,
he never felt in him such a craze,
he could remain like this if for her for days and days,
but for her he was just some another man on roadside,
he was for her just someone,
out of sight,out of mind,
but now for him nothing of these things just matter,
he would get this girl,
he decided the moment he saw her.

and just then she passed by him,
looking her so close he forgot all his grim,
all he could sense was her smell,
all he could know he was bound by her spell,
he couldn't move, he couldn't speak,
he was in love with her to a peak,
the way he looked at her,
she looked back and gave him a smile,
this was more than enough for him,
to continue his gloomy life,
no my life won't be gloomy anymore,
God can't have any more happiness to shower,
he would make his life better,
the decided the moment he saw her.