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Bhartiya rail main aapka swagat hai….  S4 seat number 16, the upper berth, so that he could sleep tightly. This was not done aiming for comfort during the journey. However, he hated to travel in the buses on a long route. No suggestion of Volvo’s please, as it is not because of the uncomfortable seating position, but due to some other personal reasons. Now, don’t start poking your noses into his personal preferences again. No guesses, OK, ARREY YAAR it is because the buses don’t have the Urinals. And before you start your laughter, it was also because he didn’t want to waste days.  He has never been calculative in his life, or let’s put it like this, Maths was actually not in his blood. The train reached Dehradoon at 9:30 AM and the first thing the man did, was to call her from the station itself and surprise her with his visit. So he dialed the number 098979………. Hoping that she would be happy, surprised or might as well cry with the excitement, as they w...

Now, this was the time… he was just left with 3 hrs to catch the Mussorie Express…  and he had to purchase very important things… yes… oh please… I mean, ok, I agree that he is a lover… and this is a love story… and he is going to meet his girl-friend… rather going to propose her for marriage… but a boy has other concerns too… Ok, if you are too anxious and so desperate to know…  He had to buy his under wears…  He got a pair of “a famous brand” ( no promotions of any brand… till the time they are not paying me to write it)…. And got home…  it was 9pm and the train was at 10:20pm… the moment he stepped inside his house… his father yelled, “ Are  you going today, or tomorrow 10:20pm. It’s already 9:30pm.” He nervously took a confirming and shocking look at the wall clock again, which he thought had ditched him. But, as it always happens, in almost all the families, the father would always be racing ahead of the time. The time actually was 9 pm my...

The feeling of being wanted and waited for… makes one a King…. So the King of hearts went on to purchase a ring for his would be Queen. Yes, this time he wanted to make it official. But, the Kings bank account was as clean as his Heart. He desired for a Diamond ring, but had expenses enough for a Gold ring and his fare expenses. Typically as every love story, this fund crunch was nothing before his hardly beating heart, as it was busy dreaming and was also on vacation from his hectic work schedule of pumping the red liquid day and night. As the day of the journey neared, and it was the day when he had to start for his second-inning. Our mismanaged King went on for a Golden hunt.  After conquering the battle of selection, the victorious King caught the train to the Hills. He had another reason to be happy, which was the importance factor. She had asked him to select a second-hand car for her. Which is not a big deal, but matters when an...

  Mind was engaged in selecting that perfect gift. However, they were not meeting for the first time. The relation was more than 7 years old. Seven, his lucky number, and his jersey number in every match he played. So, this time also, he should be lucky, as he was going to decide his future. The question of his life and was assured as she also wanted to marry him. At least that’s what she always said. Amongst the traffic of thoughts his mind was busy managing, his heart zeroed-in on something not unusual. A gift not rare and unthinkable. But it wasn't something that he had gifted her earlier. The epitome of everything, that any true lover would gift his soul-mate. At last, he was actually going to meet her and.....

So, why don't we catch up.... Said she. He just got up and booked the tickets. She just said it, she wants to meet him. He got his tickets booked, didn't even ask his parents, knowing they might not approve of the travel. Despite the fact, that she was the one who was going to come to Delhi to see him and had been postponing the travel. But, she was crying and wanted to meet. As always, he didn't think twice and called boss for leave. Got it approved, ad was happy. The Bird was free again and his favourite sky was waiting, and waiting she was. Ah... little did he know, what he had in store?

Abhishek bachchan sahab roz har cahnnel par chilla chilla ke jis tarah se Idea ke 3G ka prasar karte hain..usse to lagta hai ke SARKAR ko Pariwar Niyojan ke liye pehle hi IDEA ko god lekar 3G launch kar leni chahiye thi. .. aur kya... na koi jhanjhat na takleef bus ek IDEA ka 3G hi POPULATION EXPLOSION ke TIMER ko diffuse kar dega.. wah kya IDEA hai sirji...ho sakta hai kal ko 4G se POLLUTION bhi kam ho jaye..kuch din intezaar kar lena chahiye... Walk and Talk se jab Pariwaar Kalyaan par aa hi gaye hain to kya pata agar humare hi saamne Bhagirath(ban kar Abhishek).. KAALI YAMUNA ko GANGA bana de... ek IDEA aapki..humari or poore BHAARAT ki zindagi badal sakta hai...lekin apni customer care nahin.. MUDDEY PE AATE HAIN... meri peeth peeche sazish karke mere pitaji ne mummy ke liye ek Prapaid or apne liye ek Postpaid Idea ka connection le liya...Kahin na kahin is decision main bhi WANSHWAD havi nazar aaya mujhe...Amitabh ki wajah se Abhishek ki credibility itni ha...

Tuesday, February 22, 2011 कल रात जब मैं राम मनोहर लोहिया के कम्पाउंड में घूम रहा था। कोशिशों से घिरा,प्रार्थना में उलझा मेरा मन तडपने के साथ साथ मुझे कोस भी रहा था। एक और बार प्रकृति मुझे मेरे तुच्छ होने का एहसास करा रही थी। एक बार फिर मैं मौत को करीब से देख रहा था। एक करीबी के न होने का बुरा सपना मान कर, नींद खुलने का इंतजार करता, ये जानते हुए कि न मैं नींद में हूं और न ही ये कोई सपना ही है।  पहली बार किसी को वेंटिलेटर पर लेटे देखने पर कैसा लगता है, शायद ये भी सिर्फ मां के निश्छल प्यार की ही तरह महसूस किया जा सकता है। वो कोई नेता या कोई नाते-रिश्तेदार भी नहीं, पर पिता के समान प्यार करने वाले पिता के दोस्त को मौत के बिस्तर पर लेटा देखकर मेरी आंखे मेरा साथ छोड कर अपने आप न जाने क्यूं भर आईं। और लगा... मौत ही अगर सत्य है, तो फिर हम ज़िंदा क्यूं हैं....एक ही है मंज़िल अगर, तो फिर हम जुदा क्यूं हैं... तकदीर अगर है इंसां के हाथ में, तो फिर खुदा क्यूं है.... चलना ही अगर वक्त है, तो आज यूं रुका क्यूं है....