Changes

How life changes with time; was the thought in my mind as I logged onto my Gmail account to check the photos of my friend’s marriage. It seemed only yesterday that we were in our college uniform , a blue shirt and a Prussian blue pant rushing off to our classes in the engineering college, making maggi at night in the electric kettle and having it with coffee where one maggi was shared by four. And now my friends are getting married. Time flies it seems.

I sat and thought about the time when I used to go to the school, an all girls convent school, wearing white tunic with blue checks, carrying bags, tiffins and water bottles. Homework every day , PT period , dance classes , singing classes ( my favorite ), lunch break when we shared our tiffins with our friends, the wonderful year end prize distribution ceremony when I would go on stage every year to collect one certificate or another, the inter - school competitions where we would eagerly wait for the boy schools to come, the excitement to meet cute looking boys and getting to know their names ,class 10 boards and finally the farewell .

That period also reminds me of my grandparents in monsoon and winter season. My grandmother used to make pakoris in the rainy season and we would sit in the veranda and have it while watching the pitter patter of the monsoon rains. It also reminds me, of me all covered in plastic , sitting in a tri-cycle rickshaw and going to school on a rainy day , getting wet in the rain on the way back from school and the days declared as " Rainy Days" which were eagerly looked forward to as they meant off from school .

The winters in Lucknow are awesome. My grandparents used to sit under the sun , we ate lunch under the warm sun . I remember sleeping in the warm quilt with my grandma and her waking me up for school in the morning. Getting up was a humungous task. I loved the uniform of winters - dark blue tunic white shirt , dark blue cardigan and coat - how smart it was :).

The memories of the second school also make me smile as I met good friends there who are with me till date. First time in a co-ed was fun. Studying, talking , playing pranks in class , working together for cultural events , fighting , gossiping about who likes whom was total past time for us . Driving to school on my LML Trendy gave me a sense of independence. At the end of the day all the friends used to start from school together and then break off towards their own routes. That was school for me.

And then I grew up. Next was the college in Delhi. What fun days they were. No more uniforms. Colored clothes. Classes in which I hardly understood anything because I had taken up Physics Honors :P . Bunking classes to go for fests and movies. Wednesday long breaks which we would spend at the little restaurants and Archie’s across the road of Gargi College where I was studying. Gossiping about girls and their boyfriends and learning new things every day ;) was an unforgettable experience. And then engineering happened.

The most amazing time of my life comprised of these four years of engineering. The days are like a movie in my mind ; us sitting in a group and singing in the garden , watching movies together specially horror ones while sitting huddled together hidden under the blanket with just heads outside so that the computer screen is visible, going to Delhi all shoved in the Bus No 392, watching movies together in the theatre, sitting in ccd the whole day whiling away time , celebrating birthdays , going to Delhi Haat , eating egg rolls in atta, Centre Stage Mall , hot steaming momos outside CSM , roaming for hours in Atta market , having parathas outside college , maggi at a dhaba, fruit bear in Delhi haat, chaat at haldirams, summer holidays at Nani's place, trip to appu ghar, ramprastha hostel, funny dance by roopali gupta , travelling in Noida buses and six seaters to various destinations ,gossiping late in the night , trips to Ansal plaza with the whole jing bang lot , trip to batkal lake and our funny antics bring a smile to my face always.

The four years which taught me experiences no one can. Made friends for a life. Learnt who your real friend is and who is not , how people can use someone . Learnt tough lessons of life, the hard way. :)

Next up was job where two years were spent learning about the big bad corporate world, again met people from all walks of life, made friends who are now all married and settled.

Over the period of time I have realized that I have changed, the things I liked are not the things I crave for now. The conversations have undergone a change too. That has happened automatically but it is strange.

Then came MBA and it was an entire different experience.MBA was more of professionalism. It was a good break from job. Fun loving class, all the gyan, and PowerPoint presentations had become our life. New city - Mumbai which brought forth a completely different perspective of life The Maya Nagri taught me the life in fast lane. The job has taught me what a struggle life is here . But Mumbai has also brought a different aspect to my life , a happiness that I was missing before. :D

The journey of life is still going on with changes every day. I can feel myself and others around me changing. I do miss old times , the carefree days , the fun loving days when one has no worries but I guess that’s how life is . The only permanent thing in life is change . :O)

Will Miss You

College life comes to an end,
Never thought I would find u here my friend.
Though now I know I have to say adieu,
My heart will never forget you.
Will miss the fun and frolic filled days,
It is certain that I will miss you always ........

:O)

I look at you sometimes and I say WOW!
I look at you sometimes and I say ARRGH!
I look at you sometimes and I am simply speechless.
You are strange.
You are amazing and,
You are mysterious
You are....... LIFE

Trip via RA Road

It was a rainy morning yesterday as i pulled myself out of the bed. We had planned to go to the Oberoi Mall at Goregaon . Bejoy , Ketan , Meghna , Narendra , Sayali and me. I got ready and we all met at the mess for a quick breakfast. With rains coming down on us we hurriedly scampered into autos and traveled towards Hiranandani where Bejoy was supposed to pick us. Once we got comfortable in the van he has, he asked us. "Do you want to go by the normal route where in a lot of accidents take place or by a road which is less traveled and you wouldn't believe such an area existed in Mumbai?" The less traveled road we said. We all got excited to go on an adventure ride and guess what it actually turned out to be one of the best outings I have ever had.



The road called the RA road is a treat for the eyes. It has lush green fields and trees on both the sides. Hills and dense forest make it a pleasure to travel through. It was raining and the rain washed trees looked beautiful. Every thing was so fresh and seemed so new. There was a sense of tranquility and sereneness all around. We crossed a beautiful lake which had ducks. The whole view was absolutely mesmerizing with green hills, green fields and rain falling , and music playing in the background . It was just breathtaking. I could not imagine something like this here.

While on the return journey we went on the same road and took a detour to royal palms. The view from the hill down below was simply indescribable. The sight of the lush green valley with rain, gentle cool breeze and the mist made my day.

Wish I could travel there everyday an sit silently near the lake, it gave me a sense of peace. I felt so calm and a strange happiness in my heart. The most beautiful feeling I ever had.

10 Things I Hate About You

From the movie 10 Things I Hate About You

I hate the way you talk to me,
And the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car,
I hate it when you stare.


I hate your big dumb combat boots
And the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick,
It even makes me rhyme.


I hate the way you’re always right,
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh,
Even worse when you make me cry


I hate it when you’re not around,
And the fact that you didn’t call
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you,
Not even close…
Not even a little bit…
Not even at all.

You Make Me Smile

There were days when I thought why we became friends. There were days when I thought what situations led to us becoming so close. I wondered how two different people could be so similar. How could two people be so alike? I wondered what made the two people so strongly inclined to each other. I still haven’t got the answers and I don’t want the answers anymore.

All I know is that I met you - a support , a perfect friend, a person I can relate to , a person who bugs me to the extremes yet is so nice, a person so sweet that I feel blessed to have you in my life.

I believe that things happen for a reason and there is a reason why two people meet. They meet because they are destined to meet. They need each other at that point in life and time. They leave a lasting impression on each other and make each other happy. Once their purpose is complete they move on and all that is left are good memories but some people remain forever, they are there to guide each other, love each other and protect each other. This is life and life is beautiful.

What has made my life beautiful?

It is beautiful because it has YOU in it.

YOU as a guide, a friend, a support, a protection, and much more.

You make me feel good, make me feel confident, you make me feel strong by believing in me, you make me feel secured and last but not the least YOU make me SMILE. :O)

Tum Se Hi

Lyrics: Irshad Kamil

Na hai yeh pana

Na Khona hi hai

Tera Na hona jane

Kyun hona hi hai

Tum se hi din hota hai

Surmaiye shaam aati

Tumse hi tumse hi

Har ghadi saans aati hai

Zindagi kehlati hai

Tumse hi tumse hi

Na hai yeh pana

Na Khona hi hai

Tera Na hona jane

Kyun hona hi hai

Aankhon mein ankhne teri

Bahoon mein baahein teri

Mera na mujhe mein kuch raha hua kya

Baaton mein baatein teri

Raatein saugatein teri

Kyun tera sab yeh ho gaya,hua kya

Mein kahin bhi jata hoon

Tumse hi mil jata hoon

Tumse hi tumse hi

Shor mein khamoshi hai

Thodi se Behoshi hai

Tum se hi tum se hi

Aadha sa wada kabhi

Aadhe se jayada kabhi

Jee chahe karlu is tarah wafa ka

Chode na chote kabhi

Tode na tute kabhi

Jo dhaga tumse jud gaya wafa ka

Mein Tera sarmaya hoon

Jo bhi mein ban paya hoon

Tumse hi tumse hi

Raste miljate hai

Manzile miljati hai

Tumse hi tumse hi

Na hai yeh pana

Na Khona hi hai

Tera Na hona jane

Kyun hona hi hai