William Wordsworth : "It's better to love someone than not to love"

These days (all boring ones) atleasrt one thing good is happening to me. Daily i try to have certain general discussions with my cousins, all in english (far from normality). So, i m kind of improving on my spontainity and converting my thoughts in to words somewhat exactly.

It was yesterday night that my cousin demanded for my thoughts on one of William wordsworth's sayings : " It's better to love someone than not to love".
Her argument was "Something is better than nothing". Actually she is not the kind of girl whos in to love & stuff......... One of those peculiar Mom & Dad obeying girls. But as of me, i m very much in to love (though i don't have girl :p ).

So, as far as "Into Love" yours truly is concerned, i believe that yes, It's better to love someone. It's not demanded that u should be laila or majnu. But atleast one should carry that feeling of love within himself. Why to let even a little darkness of hatred to creep in to ur thoughts. And to avoid this darkness of hatred, its important to love.

Dreaming Love :::::::

Loving someone does not only mean to be together, to feel her body next to urs. Theres something called love with separation, usuallly called in Hindi as "Virah Ka Prem". The word itself signifies how selfless such kind of love could be. But isn't this getting too heavenly. Afterall we are human beings and that too normal, so we tend to develop a feeling of having someone close to us. One wants to feel the other right there, very close to him. Thats, what is practical.

I have always wanted to love, cannot disclose whether i have loved someone or not, but i can tell u that feeling of thinking about someone in dreams, those futuristic thoughts of a HAPPY ENDING , those tender moments (though in dreams) really lights up your mind, body, soul & everything around u. It seems as if u have attained eternity, u r lost but happily so,

The feeling of "I am not what I am, its what WE are",

climbing up the ladders of emagination, reaching where no one could ever find u, is really soothing.

But it gives u a lot of pain when those dreams end. U fall down from those high clouds of imagination (at the speed of light) back to the undecent earth. It really hurts when u realise that what u were dreaming of was never urs, and may be would never be urs. Whom u were praising a few moments back was never near u, may be would never be nearer. So, it gives the taste of hapiness & sorrow both, followed by one another. And i can assure u that the taste is not too bad.

Practicality of Love ::::::::

Dreaming may sound quite easier, even the taste of love may not get u to vomit, but the reality can really let u count on ur nerves. And the reality (that bites ofcourse) is ' How to say what u feel'. How to bring ur clouds of imagination down on earth and utter them out. Thats one of the most difficult exams one can go through. The one who passes is the winner. The winner of dreams & imaginations. A winner in love.

Some r champs (definitely not me) at it & some r dumbo (Yapeeeeee!!!!! its me ;) ).

But still, whether ur a champ or me (a love dumbo), its worth having that feeling of tenderness in u. So, r u in it for love ....................???????

Mothers : As they Always Are

Yesterday evening was quite emotional. I went back to my LG's house, again entertaining all the bus stuff. As i reached, there was no light. I was all heated up, if u take a 15 min. walk at a brisk pace, it definitely makes u sweat. All sweated up, with no light, i settled my body, trying to equilise my body temperature with the surroundings.

As the evening grew darker and a bit less hotter, i felt a bit comfortable. Then after the sunset as i went to the gate of myLG's house to explore what everyone was doing standing at the gate in a not so lively locality. As i reached there, i saw my Chachi ji talking to an old lady. I recognised her. Once my cousins had told me about her. They said that she was a mad lady. A lady who once used to be mother of 5 children, all grown ups. And in one single accident, this pathetic soul lost 4 of them. And since all those years she has been living so madly, just for her single left child.

I wondered what this old lady was doing at my LG's gate, talking to my chachi ji. She was looking for her son. My chachi ji being a very kind hearted person, called her inside and asked her to drink a glass of water, as she was feeling very thirsty. But this not so healthy & very thirsty Old lady refused to have the glass of water saying : " Jab hamara laluu aa jayega tab hi pani piyenge" & " Tum bas hamare laluu ko la deo".

She was constantly repeating these two sentences, and i, who was keenly watching this mad lady from a side was about to burst in tears. It was so pathetic a scene for me.

And then came a voice " Amma", and this lady looked so fast & furiously towards the gate, that even light might not have escaped through the gate till then. And it was like she got her Oscar Award. And it was then that she drank the glass of water.

The most pathetic thing of all is that even knowing all this stuff, people laugh at this lady, recite her story to others and then laugh at her ( which was eventually done by my cousin sisters). So unhuman (though natural).

So , Guys this is a mother : As they Always Are
Love u Mom.

Friday, The 13th

Just got out of the NGO office along with dhruv. I was quite happy as the next two days i.e. Saturday & Sunday were a holiday. Two non working days, which human being wouldn't be happy. So, i was pleased too. But then, i have just walked 20 steps from the building, that i came to recall that i have forgotten to take down a no. of one of my friends. I felt quite unluckly.

But i just let it be, didn't tried to get back to office, thinking it to be one of my usual laziness happenings. Then we went through the subway, where a girl was coming almost running, trying to dig her face deep under the ground, seemed as if she was trying to bury herself deep down under her skin. Both of us just couldn't understand whether it was due to her overwhelming happiness, or was she crying. It all seemed just hidden.

As soon as we got out of the subway, we ran for our buses. Sometimes, these buses may not even give u seconds to say good bye and stuff....... So, again i was there on one of those ROCKING buses. This one was still less painful. It's not that it was not full to its prime, neither was the driver very kind to drive according to public convenience, but it was less painful because it had a radio runing in it. Some soothing music and then those peculiar Radio Mirchi adds.

It was this bus journey, which brings me to the crux of this blog writing. Between one of those Radio City Saurabh & Sanju PJ's there came an announcement : " It's radio mirchi Traffic Control Service . All dear (pathetic) listeners, drive as carefully as possible, (everbody questioning why ??? Is it that the Delhi Police "Checking & Extra- Earning stuff" has started) because its FRIDAY, THE 13th ."

Friday The 13th is said to be the unluckiest day among all those 365 days of human errors. The very combination of universally unlucky 13 and Friday makes it quite traumatic. It's been seen that the no. of accidents increase by 50% during this day. There is quite an increase in the no. of deaths on this day.

I don't know the story behind this Friday The 13 th stuff. But as soon as i heard it my very first thought went to the bus driver. Because even if u want to travel safely these bus drivers can provide u with an opportunity of an accident, whether its Friday the 13 th or not. It hardly matters. I was quite relieved when i got down from the bus on my two legs, all healthy & sweated.

As i was walking by the road to my LG's place, the thought of my laziness, and forgetting to take down my friends no. reappeared in my mind. And as always, i gave all the credits of this mishappening to Friday The 13 th. We always do that. Don't we ??? Why shouldn't we ????

Though the evening went fine. Blaming again & again, The day, rather the date.
The next two days were holidays.
Holidays !!!!! Yeeeeeepeeeeeeeeee

I was supposed to have fun. Did I ??????
Will tell u next time. U see i m an "Alternate Blog Writer" . ;)

again a similar day

i don't know why, but it has kind of become a ruotine that i miss out one day of my writing. If one views my blog then he would say that " He is an alternate Blog writer". But really can't help it out. Again that creepy NGO stuff.

Ah !!! but the thing that is more creepy are the "Do The BOOGIE WOOGIE " delhi buses (i told u earlier its my first encounter). They make u twist to and fro without any music. The worst nigtmare, is the way they stop them. I mean how can a normal individual handle this instantaneous Acceleration & Deceleration stuff. I wonder the one who face such stiffness daily haven't yet come out with some new theory on Acceleration & Deceleration (NO NEWTON : I guess ;) . ]

Had a chat with mohit. Quite an interesting guy he always is. U hardly find such people around.

Rest wht ? Nothing special. There has never been anything special during these last 4 days. Just experiencing how i would spend the next 30 - 35 years of my life. Sitting around from 9 - 5 with none other than this jack ass P4 . But can't help it thats part of life.

Day before yesterdays evening was a nice one. Had a chat with my cousin brother. U Know this teen chat specially between boys ( don't thing any thing shabby). Got to know some of his secrets. His feelings abt a girl ..................... (Its secret). Quite a cool chap he is.

Nothing special done last evening, just hanging out with cousins.

So thats it for today and last to evenings.
Hope something interesting happens in the near future.
Time to leave the NGO office now.

Ah ! again that Creepy little Boogie Woogie Bus i have to catch. I have to pay to get crushed : How lucky i am !

Ok bye
see u later........

Hi Again. Quite a hectic day today, being the 2 nd day of my NGO training. Yesterday was quite a nice day. I met these NGO people. Though an NGO but these Women ( yes all) r highly professional. The director called us (Me & Dhruv) and had quite an inspiring talk. Thats when i came to know why really do they call them "The Modern Indian Women".

There was loads of talking, couldn't even summarise it.

Lets come back to today.
Quite a nice morning. Though i had to experience the DELHI buses stuff, but still it was quite cool. Had a chat with Ruchika. She's also enjoyin the MUMBAI buses & local trains and ofcourse lots of blind people.

After then it was like sitting in front of this jack ass PC and trying to do some work. May these 2 days might not have made me learn anything academically but practically i learned an imp thing and that is " How the hell can one do a 12 hr. job nearly 300 days a year by sitting in front of a cathode ray tube ( the monitor) ????? "

It's really pathetic but thats the way it is. So, the thing that i learned was that i need to learn a lot, learn in terms of academics, attitude, aptitude, application of mind, befooling around and many more of this corporate preparation stuff.

Its evening now and i have got fed up of this computer stuff. What i really mean is that if i have to sit down on this PC for next 8 hrs, then definitely i can if i have to surf the net but definitely not if i have to do some stupid PHP work.

Ok bye guys & girls, the NGO people have been seeing me long writing this. At least i need to be decent in front of them.
Bye
See u again ...............

HI .......

Hi everyone. Today i m officially intering in to the world of blogging. It seems to be quite a fun writing daily whatever happened with u during the last 24 hrs. A sought of rememberence of some interesting events of ur life, especially this phase when i m in to college the life, the time which needs to be stored somewhere as a pack of memories.

So, here it goes with a brief intro :

Hi everybody. Myself Anuj, quite simple a guy. Shy at times but still friendly. A normal engineering student always looking out for fun ( obviously less study ). Pursuing an Integrated Post Graduate course from IIITM , Gwalior. I love music and love to dance ( as if no one is watchin ).

Thats enough for now.
See u all very soon with my next blog.
Bye
Enjoy life .........