18th June, 2007….FLASHBACK

18^th June, 2007….

            Yep!!! The first day (of the college) in Pune. I reached at 9 am on station. 90 Gokhale Nagar, I got the bus from Swargate, one of the three big stations in the city. I was searching for the seat. I was little bit confused, exactly which seat was reserved for the normal people and extraordinary people like ME. Ladies, grandpas, grannies, moms….everyone had their own reservations. Finally, I got the seat near the door, the engine roared and bus moved on.

            One “girl” ran towards the bus. She came nearer to the bus door, grabbed the handle, but was not able to get in.  One guy stood up and went forward to help her. Suddenly, driver kicked the breaks, bus stopped, girl came in, and…….that guy fell down in the bus. Everyone was laughing except me, because “I” was that “guy”. The “girl” gave me a hand, I stood up. She apologized, “Sorry…”. I said “Thank you!!”. “You fell down in the bus coz of me..”, She said. Then I said it’s ok and all blah blah…

            She sat next to me. Now, I took a glance at her. Those brown-beautiful eyes were searching something in her purse ( may be “chillar” for the ticket ). The air from the window was flirting with her hairs. She turned to me and said, “Do you have 1 rs. Coin??….. HELLO…”. I got the chance to see directly into her eyes, but that last “HELLO” disturbed me. “Oh…sorry.. here it is.”. I said and gave her a coin. “I’m sorry that you fell down”, she said. “Yes.. I’m falling in now…”, I said. She smiled but didn’t get me. “Huh..What..??”, she asked. I retuned from her eyes to my soul and replied, “I mean…a..a..”, I stumbled and replied again, “Don’t  be sorry, it’s ok…” My inner ‘me’ said to ask her…” FRIENDS..???” and I rejected ‘me’. She stood up and said, “Nice to meet you..I am in hurry, Bye”. I also replied and I got a cute smile in return. That’s it. I was so happy that day, just because of the “Cute Smile”.

            First day was awesome as expected…in college also. I got some new friends, Ashish, Mithilesh and Astha (simple and sweet). I returned to my hostel where I already arranged my luggage and all stuff , 3 days before. Cleaning the room, tea, chat with mates, dinner, a short talk with parents (on the fon)….and ..

GnSdTc…

Keep Rocking \m/  

                                                                        To Be Continued…..

You n I…..in dis beautiful world..!!!!!!

 Ohhh… this is the ringtone for my Alarm. I changed dat horrible tone(lyk explained in earlier post). So, today the alarm woke me up very romantically. When I opened my eyes, with little bit smile on my lips, there was one person in front of my eyes….

……….my skinny roommate. Oh god!!! Why does it always happen with me only??? Blah blahh…many questions were in my mind with the big “?”. I threw my blanket very arrogantly as if I was throwing my (skinny) roommate.

            This one was the 34^th day since I received a message from “her”. So I picked my nokia and opened ‘new message’window. Suddenly ‘she’ took my hand to interrupt me. “Ohh terrrii…..”, I was shocked. “You don’t have to message me.. I am here with you dear”. I closed the slider of my phone, looked up, she was gone. I ran towards the only picture of lord Ganesh, closed my eyes, “I am not mad, I am not mad, I am not mad…”, felt better.

            The train compartment was too smaller than ‘her’ heart. But still I was adjusting myself into it. Lectures, lunch, roaming around, again train and finally reached. I was lying on bed, shuttered down my eyes but mind was still up.

I remembered the incident that happened today during AI lecture. Mam asked the class, “Does the robots have emotions? Can we make them emotional?” and I answered, “We write the code to program the ‘brain’ of the robot, only ‘heart’ can have the emotions”. Everyone was laughing. Mam said, “Beta, r u in love?? Don’t fire any dialogs hereafter..”. Now I was laughing (in my mind). “Am I in love? But how can it be possible? I can’t love her…”. So many thoughts, ended in “nothing”. I tried to close my mind. Suddenly, the ‘wind of memory’ came and I had gone 3 yrs back….

                                                                       

                                                            To be Continued……..

The whole flashback story in the next Post…

KEEP ROCKING.. \m/

 GnSdTc

           

10:15 am “A.I. Lecture”…..wake up u fool!!!

            The alarm screamed very loud, like a mother-in-law in daily t.v. soaps. Damn..!!! it was the 1^st official lecture of my so called last year of the college. Till yesterday, I used to wake up at …… ohhh….don’t remember. Leave it. Today, the great Nikhil woke up at 7 am…yeh \m/ . It was a nice feeling when you do your work in desired time as the other “normal” people do.(I am extra-ordinary). After finishing all the “early morning” works, along with “that” also(means shining the teeth with COLGATE), I took my favorite “one” on my lap…….guitar.

Though it was a cloudy weather today, I imagined the sun shining like “her” eyes and just making me to feel it through my guitar strings. As soon as my fingers started plucking the notes, I saw “her” smiling (as usual bright like a sunflower), telling me, “If you wanna feel me, pluck these strings, I will be there for you”. She put her hand on my shoulder and nodded through her eyes. And after that….I wrote a new song, composed it and smiled at her. She replied, “Now keep down your favo “one” down and go to college…IdiO”. I was banged. “Ohhh shit…”.  I checked my watch ( in my mobile, yess I don’t have wrist watch..) 9:15 am.

On Thane station, 10 am, I ran towards the empty train which was about to leave in four minutes. Ten to Fifteen minute late, acceptable, so I took my seat and relaxed. 10:15 am, I was at………………………….Thane station waiting for the train to leave. I was helpless. The guy next to me was not allowing me to move and to add more into it , the big man (with his big One-Pack Abs) stood still in front of me. I was getting bored by the announcements of that so called lady-voice at station. At last, train left Thane at 10:18 am. At every station, the passengers were entering with high frequency. (They seemed like the “popcorns” served from Kadhai to the another pack… ”Dhadaadhaad”).

I reached at 10:45. It was raining heavily. I opened up my umbrella and started walking. I held an umbrella in the left hand, suddenly someone held my right hand from the back. A small thought came into my mind, “ohhh… she is here”. A thick voice came from behind, “Abey gadhey…rook na.. Car dikhi nahi kyaaa??? Is duniya mein vapas aaja bhaai”. Hushhhhh...it was terrible. I was almost wet though I was having “Chhatri” huh. Still I could feel “her” in dat thick-voiced person.

            11:19 am, Yuppy… I reached to the classroom and sat in the first row (after convincing the professor that I had a small accident). In the lecture also, “she” was teaching me the Artificial Intelligence…huh strange and as usual the “lecturer” was trying make me to sit properly and to pay attention. The classroom turned into pink, the red heart-shaped balloons were bouncing everywhere..”Pehla Nashaaa..” and all those things. “Tell me the meaning of this!!” mam asked. “Love” I said. Everyone laughed. I was smiling ( in love). Some how the lecture ended at 12 pm then chat with friends, clicking the “nice” faces with our own eyes and then back to Vidyavihar station.

            Reached home (rented room) and just sat down. My inner voice said, “You can’t miss “her” dude…think something else. It is not good for you”. I said to “me”, “Shut up you fool. She is not got married yet. So it is ‘dil’logical”. I decided not to play the guitar with such a nice feeling, it can screw up your day. You know, today I couldn’t see even one “face” properly in the campus.

            Thz it…………… this was the romantic-musical day. It will be better if I play the guitar while going to bed….he he this will make my dreams “sweet”.

KEEP ROCKING \m/ 

GnSdTc

Gud Mrng Dear…Mis u :)

Today, I woke up and received a message on my mobile phone as said, “Gud Mrng Dear…Mis u J”. The sender was the one, who has a very special and delicate space in my heart (However, my family has the strongest place). The fast flashback had gone through my head and I started crying. After the disaster of tsunami in my eyes, I thought a lot about “the One” and ….just left it up. (convincing myself, “Be cool man.”).

We people always greet our dear ones to make them feel happy by sms like “Hey swty.. wsup. J”, “Gm, Have a nic day ahd.. J”, “Mis yaa L” etc. This “one” person also messages me to do the same thing (greet). But I always go to the past and start thinking about the memories which was the best part of my life. I don’t know what the “one” thinks about me, but my intention will be the same- To love that “one” till my last breath. Ohhhh!!! just relax; this dialog always seems to be ‘faltu’ for all “single” guys and girls (after break-up or the default thinking).  Some people message their loved ones 1000 times in a day, “wsup…missin u”, “hving coffeeee…J”, “wanna hear ur voice…cal me naa..”……etc. Everyone does this stupid thing once in his/her teen love story and laughs when they get older (some people cry after marriage) reminding these things.

The same story happened with me in the morning. I can’t tell you the reason for crying in spite of being a single (instead of “married”), even I am also trying to find it.

I was so happy today. Those five words expressed all the emotions behind that message, specially, ‘Mis u’ after ‘three dots’. The other reason is to be happy is, I call up my mother ‘Aai’ everyday and record every conversation on my phone ( Yehhh…call recording is not a big deal, I know). I listen to those recordings when I am alone. I don’t record “the One’s” call yet….mmm did it once; but I was sounding like a fool in that recording so I deleted it. One more thing is I store the every forwarded message and ‘blank’ message (ya…blank one really mean a lot to me) of ‘the One’ obviously.

Apart from the one “good morning”, I didn’t receive any messages today. It may be because of ‘her’ (I can’t use ‘the One’ word.. it will be confusing…m/f …huh whatever..) exams. I hope she will do it well, hope so.

This is it….this was the day I spent (rather difficult to spend and was the 1^st to explain in the blog). Now don’t think much about ‘her’…who’s she? , what possibly her name will be?, what did happen in the past?.... Chill guys…(I would say,”Dhonduu, just Chiilll…!!”).

K… g2g now..(hmm… you will be having these short forms at the end of the post.) fb is waiting for me to chat with some friends and girl-“friends”… he he you know what I mean. ( I am “inoscent”…ooops is it right, the spelling???). You can find the ‘english’ mistakes in this.. Let me know… Shhh, just kidding.

KEEP ROCKING \m/

                                                                                                       

GnSdTc  …. !!!

First Post

Hey guys.....wsup!!!

    These words sound cool (I hardly know the exact meaning of these newly created short-forms). Every blogger/writer says, "I am not a regular writer....I just do it as my hobby...blah blah..". Whatever, I'm neither gonna say that....nor I have an 'attitude'. Let's be cool with each other.

    This is gonna be interesting....As we write personal diary in the end of the day, I will be writing the blog for someone...ummm naah; not for someone.Everyone.

    As the title says, it is little bit confusing and quite familiar to young people or I can say 'Frequent SMS users'.

    I am not 'the B.A. pass' with 'Special English', so pleazze neglect the mistakes rather 'Don't you dare to find and point at my mistakes!!!'. There will be no construction of statements, metaphurrrrr ( he he.. :P ) etc. Just like 'chatting'....The difference is I am the one who will place the topic to discuss ( or rather for gossiping) and you people will be the ....what...??? Yehh... you are the audience as every 'blog' has. But you can comment whatever you want...I know "wz on ur mind"....except the abusing ('F') words...k??? (another short form)

    So guys, Be ready......for my interesting days' stories.

     KEEP ROCKING..\m/