Hey, My friend’s gone to SPAIN

Hey everyone, my most fierce competitor has left for Spain tonight for a 3 month trip. During which I am pretty sure, that he won’t be able to find enough time to concentrate on his posts. So, I am looking forward to beat him by a good enough margin when he is back, so that this year, I would emerge as the unanimous winner.

I have 5 posts this year, including this one, while he has 4. Right now, I am leading by 1 post. I will definitely try to increase this margin soon.

I will keep this place full.

But, I will miss you, and your comments. The first comment invariably came from you. And for some posts, your were the sole commenter. I will miss that.

Competition aside, I wish you “A very happy and safe journey”, and an eventful trip to Spain. Have a great time. Bye bye…

To my sister…

Today, I want to write about a girl, who has been with me for a very long time. Right from the childhood, we were friends. How lovely those childhood days were. I still remember some moments, which makes me smile sometimes. You  looked so sweet when you were small. I still smile when I look at your childhood photographs. I wish there were lots and lots of photographs of you and mine together. I tried searching our family albums of our photographs of childhood, but I couldn’t find a single one. Kaash!!!! Aise bahut saare photographs hote …

I want to tell you one thing, about which you always complained. You always had this fear that I was loved more than you by everyone. I don’t think it is true. I know everyone loves you as much as me, and even Rima, so don’t ever think like that again.

I also remember when we used to study together, we used to fight a lot. :)

We used to fight a lot over small things, and when our fighting came down to slapping and beating, you won sometimes because of your big nails, and I won sometimes because of my power. You sometimes cried. I don’t remember how I felt when you cried, but when I think of it now, I wish I never had beaten you up. But, that cannot be changed now. But a lot has changed since then. I have matured a lot and so have you. I remember the last time I made you cry… Do you ? Well, I have already said sorry to you for that, and yet again I want to say SORRY. I know, you have forgiven me for my stupid words.

You always had a very short-temper, about which our parents were very much concerned. That was long time back. When I see you now, I realize that you have now grown up. From that sweet little kid who used to quarrel for the tiniest of things, you have now learnt so much.

I don’t remember if I have ever said that “I Love You”, because, I always thought that it was not necessary to only have this feeling, and not express it. I was wrong. I now realize that you need to show and express your feelings to your loved ones too often, even if the both understand each others’ feelings. You are the greatest sister that I could have got. I hope you can say the same about me as well. No matter what, I will always love you. You will always be the same sweet little sister for me, no matter how old we become.

Some thoughts that flash through my mind when I think about you:

Comics, Tuition Sir, Your big nails, your crocodile tears, TV Remote, Rolls, Rakhi, Me teaching you, Rima, Diwali, Teddy Bears, Video Game, Photo sessions, Hair Combing, Ronjeet, Bara and Ghoogooni and Jungle Book, Shri Krishna, Alif Laila, Frozen Tea, Ice-creams, Forzen Grapes, Bar Koli,

Thanks for being the greatest sister of the world…

Your Bro,

Kya maara DIALOG

Ladka: Hum tumpe line maar sakta hai ?

Ladki:  Maar ke to dekh...

Ladka: Maang khaali hai kya ? Bas ek inch ki maarunga....

Where is it?

I am searching for something, but I don’t know what. That is the root of the problem. Many of us, rather, I would say, every one of us is searching for something, definitely, we are searching for something, looking everywhere for something, but we surely don’t know what is it ?

Though, we don’t even know, what we are searching for, we are asking ourselves the question, “Where is it?”. Isn’t it weird? Do I sound like a maniac? Do I talk like a psycho?

First things first, “Why am I writing about this ?”

This is the “Maslow’s hierarchy of needs”. From the bottom, I guess, I am on the third level. I am desperately trying to climb up as fast as possible, but it seems that the last two stages are the most difficult tread on. But, my patience has started showing signs of ageing.

I hate “Psychology”. But, I believe in it.

This theory looks OK to me. At-least, it resembles my hierarchy. But, do you really think that human desires or needs are hierarchical? Give it a thought, because many people(read #!@#%^$# Psychologists) disagree. I am one of them. 

Post 2009

1 month is about to pass by, and today, on the 25th day of 2009, I am writing down my first post of this year.

Well, 4 gone, 2 still under the covers. But, not much expectations from them too. I guess, I am pretty much sure now, as to how should I travel my life. But, present times are difficult. Global meltdown, recession, bourses tumbling, cash crunch, find their mention in the daily news. Amidst all these, there are more violent incidents taking place all around.

I am not going to blabber much in this post, since, I don’t have a topic today. Just, wanted to give a start to 2009, since nothing has happened that would permit me to give it a great start, so, here I am,

A SUTBLE START TO 2009……HAPPY NEW YEAR…..