Thursday, January 20, 2011

Eric in Cheos

INsanity by Mag[m]:-

How many victims in any love-affairs are confirmed about their relationship in the future. No wonder the static’s can go down in decimals but still the commitments are made. I am not saying that it is wrong, perception and theories are the things that changes from person to person and place to place. Ma father always used to say me that don’t count for the breads while eating and as a good son I always followed that but in a little different manner, I never count ma pegs while drinking , same theory but a different perception. Than why these commitments are for ?

I always confused that what makes the difference between a Love-Relation and a Best-Friend-Relation. I mean if you have any girl as your best friend than you can roam with her, can share the deepest thought with her, can compose the long chats. This relation have everything like care, love, affection, possessiveness, silly fights, arguments, everything that you can expect from your girlfriend. Than what is the difference. Is that lust is the factor and if it is than its surely not a Love. Than how to differentiate it ?

Insanity is talking like that today because today it thinks that boys are the weakest elements in the living creatures category. They always represent themselves with ocean of beer and a tornado of cigarette smoke and keen to hide the fucking emotional breakdown but still whatever they do it always crosses the horizons. How many of you ever heard that any girl have ever crossed the limits of possibilities even in the most sucking condition of “one-sided-love”. Dude its really rare and extinct in present era. Do you still thinks that boys are bad ?

Every heroine working with Imraan Hasmi is ready to kiss him that is going to be published nationally even globally and even after knowing this they are ready to work with him than how Imraan is being blamed all the time. Who said it is a man dominating society when every time males are victimized. Don’t think it as a satire it’s a frustration that have a power to force even insanity to think like dramatically. Do anyoneone have any solution?

Desire Or Satisfaction - Which is ruling us..??

" Can't we live without Onion for some time, ma ?" As usual the innocent Hrithick's question made his mother Kavitha tight lipped. She knew that the naughty boy had raised his doubt when she had been exclaiming and complaining about the sky-rocketed prices of onion with her friend over phone. She had been complaining about the inefficiencies of authorities concerned in curbing onion prices.
However, his question opened her up new vistas of answers. She already knew some people who avoid onion completely in their food and still live on healthily. She also knew the Lord is not such a miser to leave all his own creatures to die starving for food. There is more than enough of "abundance" around us that are created by Lord for us. WE, just, are showing our ignorance by not feeling or finding them!. If we can't afford onion, why don't we take other equally nourished and cheaper things? Why do we all fall on the same thing and create an artificial demand for the perishable thing? If we wait for another two days with our hands crossed, the prices will automatically come down. But, why we are not doing like this?
So the whole drama was created by us, but we complain others for not exercising his authorities which are beyond their control. If we start to look for the other best alternatives that the Lord has provided for us, there will not be any speculations. "Why this subject?" you may think...
It has been found that the parts of brain responsible for "desire" and "satisfaction" are in different areas, with the "desire"part always stronger than that of other. That is why unsatisfaction will result even if we cater to the full needs of desire part. On one hand, such type of unsatisfaction leads to positive result in which we always thrive for new things and find new better things for better life standards. On the other hand, if we leave it unchecked, it will lead us to disaster. Persons who can balance these two feelings will ultimately win the race.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Things i miss most after College

Some moments divide the time period of life in two parts- life before that event and life after that event. Leaving the college life is certainly stands in one of those moments. Though only 6 or 7 months has been passed but it seems I have spent a decade out of those walls.
Memories will certainly haunt me throughout my life but those things will never be recreated. I want to pen down and list down few things that I miss most after leaving college (to be more honest I don’t remember any event of college that I want to write here because it is hostel life that teaches me more than those boring lectures and labs. I miss that hostel days life….but it sounds more cultured to write down college life in place of hostel life)

Security behind those boundaries: certainly we are most secure behind the curtain of college, no tension of life (though a little bit in final year), we are the king of our world. But things change very rapidly out of those walls. In the word of RDB “ college gate ke iss taraf hum life ko nachaate hai aur gate ke usss taraf life hume nachaati hai “

UDHAAR KI ZINDAGI:  don’t judge me wrong folks but how I dare not to mention this thing. I have to buy a bucket and pen drive of my own after leaving hostel ,how sad for a person who didn’t buy a bucket for 4 years (though I am not a occasional bath taker). And pen drives are available according to need 2 GB means chacha, 4 GB sishir bhai and jain sir,8 Gb ………. I can use latest Deo and perfume without buying it and wear a MUFTI jeans without spending a buck.( AM I RIGHT M[a]G ?) 

LOAN WITHOUT INTREST: This is the best incentive of being a hostler. You can borrow money without paying any interest and that too for a period of your convince. I am sure no bank can ever produce this scheme. Thanks friend for giving me money after spending my whole month pocket money in a beer party. 

DHABA MASTI: Agrawal Dhaba where only “VYAVHAAR” is given, Suraj Juice corner and non-veg point , Raju bhai’s Parantha and least but not the least our favorite engineers Dhaba for shake of nicotine requirements…the list is very long and I miss each said and unsaid part of this. 

HARYANA BORDER BOTTLES: I don’t know who made taxes so low on alcohol in Haryana state but I want to thank him/her from bottom of my heart. Otherwise who can pay double for a RS bottle when the count of ‘bottle needed’ exceeds a dozen?

RIPPED BY ___ Movies:  I have watched every released movie whether Hollywood or bollywood on very first Saturday or Sunday(the only use of college LAN) without buying a 200 rupees PVR ticket. But now days I buy 15 rupees pirated DVD from our mohallas pan waala.

And of course my WHITE STICK family, who made a dumb boy, like me... a person who can at least know how this practical life crap can be handled. There is no word in any language of world that can reproduce my feelings in words for my friends. I just want to finish with “ROCK ON” famous lines for my friends

Friday, January 14, 2011



It is end of December and the wind of lucknow contains some extra chilliness… I was never an early riser in college but after entering in corporate world habits change very rapidly… I have to wake up early to insure that I will get the salary of that day by swapping my I-card before 9:30 am.
I have snoozed the alarm 3 times before getting my eyes half open…and my hand automatically searching something beside the pillow…my cigarette pack(some habits doesn’t changes even after entering in corporate life)  …and WTF…it’s empty….
Last thing I want to go outside in this winter morning…but there is no other way I can satisfy my body’s demand of nicotine…so I have packed up myself in all the clothes that is available on the chair…2 or 3 sweaters, jeans, jacket…and the thing I hated most my mamma’s gift for the winter-monkey cap.
 After 5 minute journey i reach to the tea corner.I have light up that 64 mm stick (cigarette) and put my whole body in functioning mode…then I saw that same old lady, with the same belongings whom I am noticing since I have started to live in that PG..
A small torn tent near the bank of Gomti…same piece of clothes that certainly doesn’t stand in the category of clothes now…that broken steel pipe on which she take support to rest her weaker body….and rest thing can be easily found on any garbage full street . Whenever I pass by her she looks me … I found the emotion in her eye is somehow strange… fear, sorrow, hope or something undefined.
After 3 months I am used to of that view, whenever I stand on the tea corner…My eyes automatically start searching her…seems eyes want to ensure ...Whether kaki is still there or move on to somewhere else.
Many times I want to go near her and give her my old blanket which is now in no use for me…But never found the time or get another excuse for this.

It is 5th of January and I am very happy after spending the New Year eve with my college friends…and after those 2 days with my family at delhi. Life at its best…. Beer, friends, music and New Year eve. The bill of 3 thousand and some bucks first time didn’t bother me because now I have money of my own. At the evening ; I was sipping tea with the cigarette…at the only tea corner near my PG. suddenly my eyes start searching something…the old kaki … she is nowhere now…. Perhaps she moves away after all it is so cold now… a thought came up in my mind… I don’t know why I asked the shopkeeper about her…but the reply make me restless…
“she died…it’s so chilly here and even she didn’t have any blanket so she died on new year eve …the same time I was partying…I was paying some heavy amount of bucks for our beer…she died. The voice is echoing in my head “even she didn’t have any blanket”. Perhaps she will survive if I had given her blanket.

I am restless… I have light up another 64 mm stick and said to myself…its ok her time has come, I have nothing to do with this…but why I am restless even I don’t know.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Let's B-Friends!

Happy National Youth Day!

'B-Friends- Today'

Today as we know is the Birthday of The most Popular Young Sanyasi 'Swami Vivekananda' - The national youth day.. one of His biographies published in Marathi is "Yoddha Sanyasi"... The Warrior Sanyasi. Yes! He was a real warrior.....He fought with the inner conflicts, searched the right path, searched the answers of all His questions, searched the true Sadguru and really won all the conflicts of mind, when the youth of HIs age was n'joying their lives He used to read big philosophical books. He was a born Yogi. He was Handsome, Talented and Popular tho in college...but was not interested in the typical youth n'joyement. After the Sanyas..won the hearts of the people in US...unfortunately His orthodox fellow - countrymen used to defame him at the same time. He was a true Sanyasi and a true warrier he conquered everything The Mind and the Hearts of the world

No need to go in deep..we still feel the power of His words...he is my inspiration and i don think there is in youngster who will not get inspired by Him. Not necessary everyone should go for Sanyas. But India today needs a youth who will be warrior for the country and culture in all aspects defence, diplomacy, foreign policy, poverty, education....But first the defence of our identity, our culture and the Bharat and our borders!

As you are reading intro for these five bloggers......from the start of new year.2011 on the Occasion of National Youth Day.. the name of this blog is decided ...B-Friends..

Why so........Chronicles of bloggers......y changed?

See! you must have read in intro by Manish that we....were least interested in each Sanjeetha...five O-bloggers - opposite bloggers. But thanks to Sanj for this great idea of group blogging... thanks to PD for..... the a wonderful start and promt response on every article and great contrubution...thanks to Deeps.......for joining here though he is very busy....of course thanks to Manish Sir....who spontaneously formed this blog and even not hesitated coz i m here...hey! hey folks! wait a minute.......that fights were past. Present is only 'B-friends......'

The Chronicles of Bloggers is now turned into B-friends.........

B for Bestest friends...... ya! Now O bloggers are turned into B - friends...

B for Blogger friends.... ya! Blogging is the invention which made us B- Friends..

B for Bharatiya friends..truely Bharatiya - proud Bharatiya friends.....and also geographically and linguistically we are from different parts of the country.....united here to B- friends.

B is the Boost friends.. Ya! Boost is the secret of Energy of cricketers....B- Friends is the secret of the Boost for the Youngsters and for all of us too ! Because B-friend is the real boost for our lives too!

And one more thing...very important.....for YOU the YOUTH!

Why don't you .....
"B - OUR - Friends! "

Posted by PicasaThe B-friends Tomorrow- After your Joining

Yes you! all of you! the boyz and gals.........all of you! the teenagers .......all of you!

Let's B- friends...........

WE the youth can only change the system.......we can change the world......Swami Vivekananda is our inspiration.

We can fight with injustice...with corruption...... with terrorism...poverty...child labor .........every problem we can fight we can win need is to.........

B- Friends........

Akshay Patra Contest by IndiBlogger has already shown.....what youth can do for country,,,They used the term "Hunger Warriors".
Join your hands with become our........


Join this Bestest Life......

"B our Bestest friends!"

Celebrate this National Youth Day by joining us........

"The B-Friends"

Experience the Universal Brotherhood of Humanity ....


Monday, January 10, 2011

Mohini's 'Fairy Film'

Posted by PicasaThe Doll of Love

Songs of Love and Paths of Love,
In search of the Prince of Love!
Dreams of Love and Days of Love,
In search of the God of Love!
Smile of Love and Eyes of Love,
In Search of the Flower of Love!
Worship of Love and The Temple of Love
Found the God in the Heart of Love!
Past Love and Present Love
Life filled with Divine Love
Everything is just Love, Love and Love...

My Wonderland Discovered by Manish

Thoughts came after PD's comment! I loved this word "Fairy Film..." ! Thanks PD, hope to have a great tuning in future. Thanks to the unknowns who made these images available.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

D - S - P

Hiiiiii folks! I am back again! Hey what are you thinking looking this title? Anohter programme like C-I-D.You are wrong dear. why would i compete wid C-I-D? As I am self appointed introduce the new stars........let's meet ......the three and only......D-S-P!(appaluse by Manish.) Also one more star of last episode is here......with us.(it's not me...m not a star....). Actually there are already two articles on intro...then y this 1? Oh y not? we are too fast as compared to saas bahu serials....So Here is our first star....


Posted by Bestest Brother!

As you guys know i am the sis of this star. He is my bestest brother.......Plz don think that i m his sis so don kno the English......'BESTEST' word is the contribution to the english this little 'm' and deeps and me use doulbe superlative degree....bestest....deeps uses..'most weakest'. Yes! It's always difficult to understand such English for those who learn from books......generally we generate our own langauage. For deeps i m a little bachhi! (even i think i should keep a doll now.) For the boys in this world most important feature of Deepak is Wherever any guy dares to think abt me.....Deepak is there to kill him.........Seriusly speaking i m really a bachhi when i talk wid him......he has given me a sweet name .. Chutki !....... Deepu is always worried for me coz i m so innocent and childish......don kno anything abt this world..His voice is with the sweeeeeeeetttttt lovvvvvvvveeeeeeeeeee of a brother......Everyday i wish to liston ..."Tu to meri bahen hai......." He says this wid such a love.......that he only can say......i can feel the love in his voice and eyes......the care for a little bachhi - little 'm'! He is very handsome....but gals!.......for him you have to contact me first....( marriage dept of Deepak is given to me. just kidding.....wht can a kid do in big deals like marriage?) and dx! this is dedicated to you "Sari umar... tumhe tang karna hai..". He is my guitar teacher too!


Sanjeetha - The Little Angel

i am really sorry to tel abt this gal's condition..........but i can't lie..........she is always.........ROFL ........and as she is my bestest frend.....she has made me too ROFL..........wonderful thing is that we both are from engg. stream but we've invented a 'SMIL' virus......which we gona spread in this world... and will mke u ROFL....... Her voice is really like an angel.. ...she is very innocent .......her blog too...just writes freq rarely matches wid ppl.....but as Sanj our case it is matched earlier and then we met.... and she has given me the best name 'Mohi' Thanks Sanj! for this coz, this was always a big question wht should be my nickname! And Sanj! what did you learn from me? I think her as a kid just because of my love....she is younger so..but i kno her maturity. That's really nice.. innocence and seriousness.....! (Her Photo is the smallest here coz actually I didn't get the photo I this one stolen from her profile.. And this reflects my thinking abt her a litttle kid.) She said me Humble and Manish said, I think I am the most powerful personality.....isn't this look at the end of this episode....


Priyadarshi- wht more to say!

Everything in my life is just bestest...PD is the bestest stranger.......yet! What I got about his writing and chatting.......that if Me and Manish are 180 degree opposite then......PD is on the 90 degree you can easily imagine wht he is....... But as his name suggests.....Priyadarshi......'I think he sees the best in other' more important thing is that he is gona give me guidance on he is on the 90 degree point...!

The big appaluse you are hearing constantly is by Manish of course........! (and wht i m for Manish...'Dumbo'.....).

So what do you feel abt this episode.......don hesitate to have more space and time to talk here than........any other talk show.........I won't say we wil meet again same day .....same time......coz....who knos the future.....just kidding.......

and wht abt me.....

Nothing true...Nothing fake...
Don go deep... for God's sake!

Wednesday, January 5, 2011


"You should find a boy for you Trisha, you are 28 now...” Piya said while sipping the coffee and trying to feel the fresh breeze of Mumbai.
"Ya, I am trying...Soon I will give you good news...”Trisha giggled while getting ready for the office.
Trisha and Piya are roommates for nearly 3 years, both are independent working girl. Trisha's parents died in an accident few years ago. After that she was all alone so she shifted to Mumbai and start working as art director in Silver Picture Company.

Trisha opened his mailbox as a part of her daily activity and quite surprised to see a mail from; she doesn’t know any Shobha.
You have requested some more info about Rajeev on the matrimonial site. Rajiv is out of India right now; I am her mother. I liked you quite and want to meet you in person.
If you are interested call me @7549845230.
Shobha Srivastva.”
Trisha tried to recall about Rajeev. Oh ya, she saw the add on the matrimonial site which has her profile
“RAJEEV, 30. Pilot, Wanted bride…………”
She left the mail requesting some more information.
She called on that number and inquired few things in a very friendly manner. Finally she decided to meet Shobha Aunty @ Saturday morning 11.
“What would you like to eat, beta?” Shobha Aunty asked affectionately.
“AALOO PARANTHA” Trisha replied immediately.

Fragrance of AALOO PARANTHA is filling the room…while Piya and Trisha are trying to make themselve comfortable on the couch. Trisha is looking beautiful in that blue saree.
“Is Rajeev Father is not around?” Piya enquired while refusing AALOO PARANTHA as she is on a diet plan.
“He is at office. Actually he is a government employee so he has his office even at Saturday.” Shobha aunty replied while putting AALOO PARANTHA in Pan. “My husband is so busy in his usual office work and didn’t have the time to think about a thing like his son’s marriage…but I am a mother...So I posted that add on the site”
“Aunty, do u have any picture of Rajeev?” Trisha asked as she couldn’t find any picture of Rajeev on site.
“Ya “Shobha Aunty replied pointing towards a photo frame on the top the Television.
It’s was a picture of six year old.
“He is so cute, I love him already” Trisha giggled and Piya smiled.
Shobha Aunty served the AALOO PARANTHA to Trisha Suddenly the door bell rang.
Trisha love the AALOO PARANTHA made by Aunty. The door bell rang again this time it is Rajeev’s dad.
“who are these people “he enquired
“This is your soon to be daughter in law Trisha..”
Rajeev dad expression changed. He looked at Piya and said “ I am sorry but we don’t have any son,our only son died when he was six.”
Trisha hand went over to her throat…
Rajeev dad continues...” I am sorry but my wife hasn’t been able to recover from tragedy...”
Trisha fell on couch and a white fluid oozing out from her mouth.
Rajeev mother’s SPECIAL AALOO PARANTHA has worked…she has chosen a wife for her son…. ! TRISHA DIED.
Piya is still not able to judge this mother love….