My Favourite Piece of Writing

I very strongly believe that it is better to be hated for who you are, than to be loved for someone you are not. I almost always take care that no one hates me justly.

Some people say that you shouldn't compare them with others! and i say definitely not! you cant make them appear so small and mean! cause everyone else in the world is much much better than them..

Then they say that certain things in life should be preserved intact for the fear of pain!!.. i totally agree.. Hatred is the madness of the heart.. and i don't have any place in my heart for people who disgust me!

Someone made me realize that if i want happiness, i dont need to go for picnic/vacation, amass wealth or get married!! I just need to forget that i ever had such obnoxious creeps in my circle!!

If i had a four clover leaf, i'd wish to go back in life and erase the pages where you existed. And more than words, its the double standards and cunningness of people that repels and hurts.

I have realized too that a face is not as important as it is made to be!! Cause you people keep so many of them that i really dont care a damn!

I really pity people who hate others! i don't hate, i just feel utterly disgusted!

at least you know where, when and how you lost your nears and dears! i didn't even realize when you took my parents away!

You cowards come out and have a verbal one on one.. am ready to show you how much you stink.. and if you have ever looked into the mirror and not been scared of your own self, then you know i am talking of you!

The Possible Ways of Dying :P

http://evil.berzerker.net/death_predictions.php

• Charu Chopra: At age 31 a meteorite will strike you as you are walking to the gas station to buy a 40oz bottle of King Cobra.
• Charu Chopra: At age 37 while showing your work at a major art gallery, you will be accosted and later slain by PETA activists.
• Charu Chopra: At age 69 you will participate in the newest reality game show. Contestants battle each other in an arena with swords and spears. You will have a good run (12+ victories) but eventually be killed, much to the audience's dismay.
• Charu Chopra: At age 71 too many imitation cheese based snack foods leads to a dietary condition which causes your life to end.
• Charu Chopra: At age 58 you will die from a lethal overdose of methamphetamines.
• Charu Chopra: At age 56 you will go down in a small raft, in your friend's pool, and subsequently drown.
• Charu Chopra: At age 49 you will spontaneously combust while dining out with your family.
• Charu Chopra: At age 57 a truly fanatic fan of your spoken word works will stalk you and torture you for a period of weeks. After refusing to sign any more autographs, the fan will kill you.
• Charu Chopra: At age 74 a group of friends will urge you to test the "Don't Wizz on the Electric Fence" myth, and you discover that it can kill.
• Charu Chopra: At age 36 you will start sleeping more and more. After six months of this you will be sleeping 19 hours a day. By month seven, you do not wake up anymore. You cease breathing during month nine.
• Charu Chopra: At age 59 your head will explode after being exposed to Britney Spears for thirty-six consecutive hours!
  
• Charu Chopra: At age 63 you will be trampled by a mob of rabid people at the opening of X-Men 17.
• Charu Chopra: At age 31 you will die from an equipment malfunction in an exciting, fear based reality game show. Your death will receive the highest ratings of any episode of any reality show, ever.
  
• Charu Chopra: At age 25 you will perish under strange circumstances involving a gallon of lotion, two nine volt batteries, and a photograph of a bicycle.
  
• Charu Chopra: At age 27 the artificial intelligence software you programmed becomes self aware and devours you. You will be saved to disk though, so no worries.
  
• Charu Chopra: At age 57 a large monkey will beat you to death, using the antiquated art of fisticuffs.
  
• Charu Chopra: At age 27 you will be gunned down in the street by hippies after enacting a bill that grants the WTO even more power.
  
• Charu Chopra: At age 66 while playing Tekken 23, a burgler will break into your house. A fight will ensue and you will lose.
  
• Charu Chopra: At age 48 you will take a near lethal dose of mescaline, wander the desert for six months, and eventually be eaten by coyotes.
  
• Charu Chopra: At age 40 you will be blown up by the pyrotechnics rigged at one of your "Still Not Dead" concerts.
  
• Charu Chopra: At age 33 you will fall into a vat of neutral shoe polish, and your body will never be recovered.
  
• Charu Chopra: At age 60 you will be struck by lightning while trying to move the antenna beside your mobile home in order to pick up late night adult movies.
• Charu Chopra: At age 31 you will be attacked by a pack of escaped lap dogs in your neighborhood and never be seen again.
  
• Charu Chopra: At age 68 your prototype flying machine will work, and while aloft on its maiden voyage a passenger jet will take you into it's jet engine, and throw you out as a mist.
  

I Love them all.. HAHA.....

This is EXACTLY how it feels...

Read this somewhere sometime back.. didnt copy it or write it down.. just loved it... I remembered almost all of it... Just too apt for our lives right now....


So we talked all night about the rest of our lives

Where we're gonna be when we turn 25

I keep thinking times will never change

Keep on thinking things will always be the same

But when we leave this year we won't be coming back

No more hanging out cause we're on a different track

And if you got something that you need to say

You better say it right now

'Cause you don't have another day

'Cause we're moving on and can't slow it down

These memories are playing like a film without sound

I keep on thinking of the night in June

I didn't know much of love but it came too soon

And there was me and you when we got real blue

We'd stay at home talking on the telephone

We'd got so excited and get so scared

Laughing at ourselves thinking life's not fair

And this is how it feels...

Can I Sing?

I have never ever believed the fact that i can sing! I have almost always loathed my voice and yet respected my inability to comprehend sur, lai, taal... To add to it, i dont like listening to songs, am zero on remembering lyrics.. To top it all, i cant comprehend good music from bad misic..

Music as i have read and as i have been told is a very vast and deep subject and i have never even remotely tried to trespass into its territories... Recently on two occasions, i have completely and thoroughly :P) .. but it is something which ends there.. i am not even a bathroom singer and even humming comes to me only conciously...

so i will keep it to that, simple and mood-dependent.... limited to times when am myself... completely...

Ehsaan Mere Dil pe Tumhara Hai Doston.....

My friends.. My epitomes of joy... You'll all be missed...

I Hope.. And earnestly that distance does not mark its presence in our lives... May you all always be as close to my heart as today.. Have a rocking and fruitful future...

The lyrics of my all time favorite song from Mohammad Rafi sums it up best...

ehasaan mere dil pe tumhaaraa hai dosto
ye dil tumhaare pyaar kaa maaraa hai dosto
banataa hai meraa kaam tumhaare hii kaam se
hotaa hai meraa naam tumhaare hii naam se
tum jaise meharabaan kaa sahaaraa hai dosto
ye dil ...

jab aa padaa hai koii bhii mushkil kaa raastaa
main ne diyaa hai tum ko muhabbat kaa vaastaa
har haal mein tumhiin ko pukaaraa hai dosto
ye dil ...

yaaron ne mere vaaste kyaa kuchh nahiin kiyaa
sau baar shukriyaa are sau baar shukriyaa
bachapan tumhaare saath guzaaraa hai dosto
ye dil ...

Ready Steady Smile... 1..2...3... :P

Guest Entry By my dear friend Tarush Chugh on our much awaited out-of-delhi tour.. My posts shall follow soon :)

Tarush writes.....
So here is my much awaited blog ;) on our 17 hours trip to agra  . So I finally woke up at 6 in the morning finally because I was trying from 5  and then woke ma up so that she can cook some aloo paranthaas for me and my dear friends. Mom said “ tarush tu toh late ho gaya 6:30 toh tujhe nikalna tha” But I smiled confidently and said” arre ma who sab bhi late honge dekh lena ….” Mom asked why?
And with a big and confident smile I gave 3 reasons ma “ 1. Ek toh pulkit gaziabad se aaega toh itni thand me thoda toh late ho ga hi 2. Anagd ne ghar se aana ,(smiling) matlab hi nahi who 6:30 tak pahunch jaaye 3. Kaura ko nizzamuddin se pick karna hai toh usko lene mein kam se kam bhi half hour delay hoga “ ..with all the reasons in mind I called pulkit just to show mom how accurate I am on my predictions but that call left my mouth open kyunki pulkit told me angad and taxi waala has already reached and he is on the way to college  , but I still had last hope on kaura ke shayad who late ho jaaega … k now I got ready packed my bag and left for ashram chowk ,Near dhaula kuan my phone rang it was char, and I guessed the reason for the phne “ waiting for kaura and getting bored “ and even the 2nd time my prediction went wrong , mera kaura ne bhi saath nahi diya …char said “we are at ashram chowk where are u “ and then I knew “mein toh gaya aaj”…
So we started our journey at hmm… I dnt knw the time but we started, pulkit took the job of conductor sitting on the front seat, in the middle row were disha , sprih and mullu and at back  kaura , and me on one side opposite angad and charu, to tell u that when I entered the car there legs gave mine a stare…and said “kambhakat tu bhi ghussegi ab jagah dekhi hai kitni hai“ and my legs meekely said yaar thoda adjust karlo please..” ;) k then I told them I have brought some paranthas with me I saw a smile on everybdys face saying “ chalo kuch toh achcha kiya” … Now comes the tea thing  u all knw I started so early from my place and in hurry I forgot TEA ;) so I asked them where we will have tea …pulkit replied u can have tea when we will stop at fardibad to pick varsha so I said where ? Somebdy said on varsha’s tyre  and then everybody’s face reaction showed that they have started imagining how will I be doing oh sorry have tea on varsha’s tyre ;) disha said “eessh” and closed her eye’s .. I knw how strong her imagination is  k so we reached faridabad , pongal(varsha) was standing on RED LIGHT(kaura must be smiling) and we pick her up, as she sat in the car 2 pressures increased , pressure on car tyre and pressure inside me for tea oh sorry desire ;) and I gave pulkit a strong warning , “enough is enough I want a place for TEA or eveybody will face the consequences” and then u knw they all imagined the consequences ;)
And then pulkit stopped car on the road where there was a small lawn and asked me to have tea there, that area was wide open but you all be wondering why pulkit made to stop the car at that place because he too loves to do it in open … u knw in hostel he waits for everybody to sleep and then its his world he have tea in corridors, in balcony, outside enemy’s room wherever he wants … 
K me being conservative type I said no to that place and then a petrol pump made me happy allowed me what I wanted to do .
Finally we reached fatehpur –sekri after asking so many people and saying few thanks ;) We hired guide after convincing all and boarded the bus which dropped us at Entrance of akbar’s mahal
As we entered the complex the first mahal was of rani jodhaa bai, guide explained significance of all rooms, so we all spread and entered the rooms, we all were curious of different things some were curious to see the toilets that how pot seats were designed at that time, some about the designs on ceiling and some like kaura were curious to know where jodha and akbar become jodhaakbar  I knw u understood ya no space between them, as kaura asked this question from guide, they both giggled and I could see sheepish smile on their faces, guide was shying like as if he had seen them making out .
Next kaura asked who lived in the adjacent rooms , and he smiled after listening the answer, the answer was dasi’s , and kaura curiosity mixed with imagination and his sex filled thoughts made him ask a question again “ Kya aisa hota tha badshah akbar nashe ki halat mein galti se dasiyon ke room mein ghus jaata tha and fir ;) “
Aaj ke liye hi itna hi iske baad ka kal 

Ode to my closest friend!

When fear binds me, hopelessness grips me or there is an uncertainty, i just close my eyes and think of what your answer would be to my questions, what your solution would be to my problems.. i look for you in the darkness beyond my closed eyes... i look for you.. and i trust you with every answer you give without cross questioning it, without doubting it even in the least.. you've never betrayed my trust till, and i have no reasons to think that you might ever will!

You've urged me to keep moving, every time i plan to give up.. not only command, i have sensed you walking along me, giving me support when i falter and pulling me up when i fall... when i stood on forked paths, you never forced me to take any one, you always guided me to the one that was the best for me.. and in the course you taught me to decide what was right and what was not... you taught me that nothing was ever wrong.. things and people are only good and better in respective perspectives... there were times when you didn't stop me from falling and i doubted your love and care for me, only to realize later that the pitfalls were your way of teaching me to learn.. they were your way of telling me that better things lie ahead..

you refused me certain things, certain joys in life... i did condemn you, did get upset on those occasions but it always came as a surprise when later you showered me with something much better.. something that i had not seen coming... i have learned to no ask for favors but to be thankful and grateful wen i get what is good for me...

you've been my secret friend all this while and no one ever sees me in direct communication with you... today i want to acknowledge the deep bond that i share with you.. the closest and most trust-worthy friend i have... i wish to thank you from the deepest core of my heart...

Thank you GOD!

i thank you for having sent your best angels in the form of my parents, my brother, my better half, my mentor-Gunjan and all my friends who are the epitomes of joy in my life...

Thank you for being always there!

Am i right?

Everyone has a weakness, right? Well, mine is very well hidden. They say, I show no fear, very little emotion and always seem to be levelheaded. I am said to take most things in stride and don't' worry much about anything. I am not afraid of heights, spiders, close spaces, black cats, or thunderstorms. Does my attitude tells everyone that they wouldn't want to meet me in a dark alley. My only weakness is in my Achilles' Heel, but this is a well-guarded secret. (Shush!) We'll just keep it between us. Am i right?