Raksha Bhandhan

India is my country

All Indians are my brothers and sisters

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Except 4-5 girls and some relatives…

It may seem to you like I’m obsessed about girls… not only me all boys do think the same… It’s an open secret… this would only be revealed only when one touches his emotional side which is difficult to… coz…

A study says…. “Women are more emotional and men more logical in understanding relationships”

Example:

Girl: What do you see in my eyes?

Boy: Me

A review of thoughts:

Girl… “WoW!!! He says what I think… he’s perfect for me”

Boy… “What the fudge!!! This is so simple a question… even a school boy could have answered”

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Boys get emotional when it comes to family and mainly sister…

Before we move further… I would say “Happy Raksha Bhandhan”… to all dearones.

 Memoirs:

Sis… My life would be boring without you… you define a half in me….  (Off course other half is by rest u ppl)

She is the one with whom I share secrets which I even did not share with parents or GF

She is the one who writes my records when I’m busy chatting on FB.

She is the one who prepares noodles for me after I reach home… with major portion on my plate…

She is the one with whom I fight shamelessly and rarely win.

She is the one who doesn’t blackmail me even though she knows all my secrets.

She is the one who is cutest (for me) in the world!!!

Learning I had from my sis are:

1)      I got to know that my selection mechanism is worst (shopping only) and has to be improved

2)      My hand writing is poor and awful

3)      I don’t know how to keep things organized at table and even time table.

4)      I don’t know how to speak clearly without stammering more to what I speak (esp with girls)

5)      I learnt how to avoid cartoon TV

6)      I learnt how to cook noodles, prepare tea but dosa  preparation I have inherited from mom

7)      I learnt that one should not drive harsh on bike… esp when there is a lady on my backseat.

It’s a tribute to all sisters out there who make brothers feel proud…

Blogger

I did not sleep for 2 days, as thoughts filled my mind.  I woke up every morning to see my face look 5 years elder to what I am.  Brain was restless… it wasted time on net whole day and during night it woke up to find a solution but for what???

Brief history of Time:

I started blogging roughly a year ago…

1)      To express thoughts on net so that like minded listen.

2)      To patch up the web designing knowledge I got after 3 months of training

3)     To improve English vocab

4)     To create unique identity

5)     To pacify hunger for popularity, purpose, people, money and hunger within for self.

I was not a computer or internet geek to start with so had to decide the theme for my blog…

I never knew that a tips blog would be most visited than a personal blog…

I never knew that there were thousands of like minded here in society, doing just the same what I do…

I never knew what it would take to hit 1k clicks per min … I never knew whether it would be a success or failure…

Only thing I was aware was of me…

I knew nothing more than me… I cannot debate on current topic neither was a tech or sports geek to make you up to date about the hot to shot news from the scene…

I had no choice… I could write only about self…

But then it would be self-fish to publish about self… I am a social being…

Hence, I created a social group called “Lifezlesson”… thanks to my creativity … sometimes It gets me into trouble for using creativity at inventing words in English which never even existed in eng dictionary.

It went on…. Stumbling for posts, learning, viewers etc etc…

After a year, I was still blogging (success) and enjoyed it.

I would like to stress that there is nothing called success or failure. I just created a platform to express my thoughts, to decrease my burden of thoughts, ideas, feelings…

It is not enough to have just thoughts… It is important that one act/ react….

I was pushed back by hard words from my friends, colleagues, readers… but then I did not stop... I don’t know what held me with blog… to write… to ignite spark…

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But then today, my mind is again restless… Now it’s because I want to hit my target everyday… I want to see my blog to be successful in materialistic terms… I m restless … coz I’m digging in to find a solution to popularize…

To make it happen, I exploited the resources I had

1)     I joined face book’s largest group to catch up all the audience at one place

2)     I created docs to read it then and there

3)     I created page

4)     I linked all my social profiles with site

5)     I linked blog with blog directories… blogger’s club.

But on way to achieve this, I lost my own identity… It makes people irritated to look pop up every day about the updates…But...

It’s quite logical to say... why the F**k will you read my blog if you don’t find it useful!!!

As of now…

I don’t know what I’m doing is correct or not… But a statement always answered my questions…

“If my learning can ignite spark in one… I have fulfilled my destiny”

I do like blogging…

Pune to Mumbai - A Journey of Lifetime

It was Tuesday 11pm at hyderabad, we got into duronto express to leave for Mumbai (12 hrs journey) and then to surat for a plant visit. 

Wow, got into 2^nd AC felt so nice about railways…for the first time in 22 yrs (thanks to duronto).

9 of us slept well during night… I was irritated at 8 in the morning by my friend who insisted that I wake up to look at scenery outside… It was awesome… We were now travelling through lonawala and khandala…

It was like paradise… the train passed through tunnels, hills…. And whole land was covered with green…

I along with my friend opened the train door and sat down to enjoy the nature’s beauty…. I have never seen such place….before…

There were landscapes with grass all over… animals grazing over… such scenes I have seen only in movies… felt very pleasant feeling the breeze, the land, the rain, the world.

Tears started flowing down my cheeks… and my heartbeat went silent… God!!! How foolish am I to stick at one place and not travel…. The places were awesome…

There was a monkey with pink face… guess its GF kissed it ….

There were small water streams cutting mountains …. Fog which covered occasionally the way… and it felt like our train was travelling through clouds… very romantic…

My friend then told me about the girl, a co-passenger… he talked to her when our train stopped at pune…

After talking for 5 min…. he asked for her contact no.

Girl: “Don’t you think it’s too early to ask for number?”

Friend: “I think after 3 hours it will be too late”

Girl: “9246------“

“Man that was awesome…” this is what I could feel about the incident…

I got carried away by the way he dealt… it’s important that you deal with right person in a right way…

The train did not stop… leaving behind memorable thoughts in my mind… I got refreshed…

Travel places… meet people... explore…