watching through different eyes..

Thanks to my work..that I am getting chance to visit new places and new cultures. I always loved travelling and now I am enjoying it.

My visit to MUMBAI after one year:

With only one day stay I was able to recollect all those moments together which I spent with my friends last year during summer internship. The day was a little hectic but somehow I managed to meet one old friend of mine. Some of my friends did not like the city but I liked it. I found people very helpful, down to earth by their nature there. The city has its own style of living. Journey by local train gives a different pleasure altogether and obviously to understand peoples’ mindset. I observed that people there don’t show off that much. They just live in themselves. I am talking about typical Marathi public. Fortunately I found everyone there friendly and I liked the MARATHI Language. The city is beautifully stay in my heart.

My next visit to CHENNAI:

I was excited as I got to know that I am going to Chennai. As it was my very first visit to Chennai I was having no picture in my mind except that I will find males there wearing dhoti and females putting a big GAJARA on their head and craziness for Rajnikanth all over the city.

Fortunately I took the morning flight. It was fortunate because I was able to enjoy the beauty of rising sun, heavy clouds, a view of dividing line between sea and the city and other views in between outside the window. I wanted to live each moment of my journey. I always heard that the food prepared in typical south Indian manner has a different taste altogether compared to the same food prepared in north india. And also I wanted to live that culture in that two days trip. So I started to do so as I boarded the flight from Delhi. I ordered south Indian food in the flight. Hmm..it was tasty. Enjoying all the views during my journey, as I landed there..i found a congested airport..south Indian public all around..but I liked the moment. My collegue had come to pick me up. As I entered the city..i just saw outside on the road through my car window and felt really nice. Roads were jam packed as it was the morning time..so I got more time to watch out…during my working hours I enjoyed typical south Indian food with a big bowl of rice and around 15 other bowls with different stuff. The food was very tasty. But I wasted 3/4^th of my food..couldn’t finish the whole stuff..also enjoyed special flavoured ice cream..that was the speciality of the restra..and also I enjoyed the masala chai. After my working hours I managed to go out to watch the city..as I was having only 2 hours ..so I chose a market in T.Nagar..the nearest market to my Hotel. I went to a showroom for sarees. For the first time in my life I saw such a big showroom for sarees..(with 3 floors having only sarees and altogether having a great variety)..i found myself very happy..wanted to buy all the stuff..but managed to buy only two sarees for my mom..and also I managed to bargain with an auto wala..who didn’t even know hindi or English..it was fun..

I found a very different style of living there, a very different culture. People well mannered and quiet. And also smiling faces..definetely I liked TAMIL language also..the experience that I got professionally and personally was great.

Then Chennai to HYDERABAD: I could not get time to see the places in the city. Managed to go to two malls and a lake…but didn’t get to see the general culture there..but yeah as I reached Hyderabad..the travel from airport to the hotel was memorable..to feel the city I just opened my car window..and felt the surroundings..loved that experience.

Next to JAIPUR: I always wanted to go there but never got a chance. Don’t know why but the place always attracted me. Went there from delhi in a car with my collegue. Rajasthani culture..lovable..the food is awesome there..found so many Baniyas’ there..all aroundJ..went to Bapu Baazar..bought pair of Kath Putli first of all..then other Jaipuri stuff..saw Hawa mahal just from outside..because of lack of time..but no matter..i really enjoyed the place.

Then to LUDHIANA: my very first visit to Punjab..the food, culture, language, the woolen stuff and suits and sarees…all attracted me..3 nov was off there..because on the same day riots happened in 1984..i just thought the general public suffered because of that, as always happens..could felt the conditions of that time (even if I was not there in this world then)..but only by watching the public…nice experience there I got.

And the last one to CHANDIGARH: beautiful as I always heard..didn’t get that much time here also..but managed to see Sukhna lake there..beautiful…

I can say that all the experience that I got through my small journey to different places in last one and a half month gave me a totally different view to see the world and to love my life.

This is the SIXTH day...

This is the sixth day…
I left my college on 4th of june.. at 4 pm.. my best buddies were there to see me off.. I went ahead to take my seat .. it was very hard to take even a single step ahead to my car.. i must have been happy as I was going home..but it was not like that..it was something like..every moment went like a flashback through my mind..there were tears in my eyes..i was saying good byes to my buddies with smile on my face along with tears in my eyes..there was nothing to say..still a lot to be expressed..so many thoughts..so many memories to share, so many moments to live…but the time was running ahead of me.. i was just trying to catch it..but it was not possible..at all..it defeated me..
I took my seat..my car got started and now how early or late I would leave everything was only dependent on my car’s speed..:(
Unfortunately everything was fine with the car.. and finally I had to leave every shaking hand saying me good bye.. i was about to leave my hostel life..where I spent three years of my college life..that Mess- sometimes good or sometimes bad, that Garden where we tried to lose our weight using “walking therapy”, where we did so much gossip, so many fights, so much “taang khichayi” and all, that Roof-where we spent our evenings, and those Rooms where we shared our happiness, sorrows, secrets and so many emotions with our friends…
As I passed through the Step Hbti.. i remembered how many times I was there waiting for someone or someone else waiting for me.. the way to Nawabganj.. where I did everything daring which i think only few girls of my college did… to have tea at Kuanwala shop, to have all those dirty Paani ke Batashas, to have those Bergers worth Rs. 10 only, to have that Veg Biryani, to have that Lassi, to have those mangoes on the road itself without any care, to have that ganne ka juice, that shikanji of mamtawala, those creamroles near Chanda Bakrey, that gulabjamun and more…oh my god……..how can I forget all those comments and staring eyes which we tolerated in Nawabganj.. and ofcourse our Faredeal corner..:)
Next i entered the gate, where the workshop arena starts from.. i remembered the workshop where we did only class bunks, where we had food in our first year of college..where I made new friends..who didn’t last forever..they were only for first year..now I realize.
Next came the Mechanical Department..it has some special place in my heart…the reason is very much known… I used the water cooler of this department many times.. my first interview of roadies as a participant, next time I was the interviewer in the same event. It was really a very good experience..we prepared very different type of tasks for roadies..or “panache and pizzaz”..original name to hamne bhi use nahi kiyaJ..
I believe I was able to clear my interview for the training in Asian Paints only because I found myself more confident after I faced the rodies interview first.
Next is Computer Science Department.. initially 3 of my best buddies were from this branch.. next I got some new friends of the same branch in my final year . This is the place where we lost our beloved Digital camera…oh my god…I missed it too much.. hamne sari faculty ke samne ekdam hangama kar diya tha..offo..
Next the main building, where I passed my four years of graduation officially.. BUT nobody knowsJ
Our practical lab.. where we played with colours, criticized our teachers too much(the reason they all did smoking during the lab timing, there were no fan & no chairs to sit) it seemed to be like hell..but actually it wasn’t..i felt it when I was about to leave it..my last viva of industrial tour..with my wounded toe..how did I manage that day, only I know..:(
Our class rooms I didn’t like them ever.. i was always the first one behind my teacher to leave the class, and yes I remembered I teased Shilpi too much for Water..only we knowJ
Wo DA Sir, HOD aur Rai sir ke office ke chakkar lagana..wo guest house na jane ke liye mara mari..wo juniors ko samjhana..aur unse gapshap karna..hamara pyara seminar haal.. wo sare tests conduct karana PDP club me.. and all that photography all the time & everywhere.. wo Gooler ka ped.. wo acads ke bahar rukkar assignments aur files complete karna.. wo chemistry lab..where we did nothing except gossiping..wo AKS Sir se daant khana.. wo Maithani sir ke taane sunna, wo Shukla sir ki hansi udana.. aur last CT’s me khoob sari cheating karna..wo cycle stand pe kabhi kabbhi khade hona..aur bas tarah tarah ke pose banake photo lena.. I remembered all of this..we did our graduation in this way..:)..oh my God..Really??
One very important thing.. i miss u DA Sir..u will always be my favorite one..
Next is the Auditorium.. I remembered my first onstage performance in Freshers..my group performance with a song “AWARA BHANWRE” , later on I was searching for my voice in the videoJ.. then that Enspark time.. which gave me some of my very good friends as a gift..all those meetings with Rai sir..my company’s presentation, my little speech on Republic day celebration, that MARCH on 15th August, the Mecharnival session, to leave for Hukka taking advantage of photography club..to attend Alumni meet..Interface, Genesis and all those stayings outside the auditorium..
Now comes the LT Court..I remembered two years of mine with Lawn Tennis..all those exercises..some fights..little celebrations, new friends and all..
And now the place where I spent most of my days in final year…skipping my lunch having only tea and tea…CANTEEN..hamara adda comes..which gave me new friends.. i remember those meetings(in 2n dyear) to initiate a common fest, that starting of a new phase of my life.. the phase of expanding my wings. The things which I never had done.. i started doing..and I became ZO..the loveliest name I could ever have. We started with five and turned into more than twelwe..that was good or bad …hard to judge..anyways…
We gained a lot and lost something.. now it seems like its everything.. can’t understand even now.. i remember our farewell in canteen(it was for me, Nitin and Nandu)..quite unexpected..and worth remembering..many emotions were ready to flow out..but to whom and for what.. I dnt know..it was a mixed type of feeling..happy with sad flavor..
Then the final path to Company Bagh..how many kilometers we have walked together even I dnt remember.. but I remember that having tea in raina, bansiwala shop, and yes how can I forget those batashas of chappan bhog..and that taste of imarti..that lassi and subah subah bandh makkhan…
Wo tripling karna ek hi bike pe…rave tak, kabhi ganga bairaj tak aur kabhi company bagh tak..all those experiences related to my job..and support of my friends..how can I forget..:)
Aur sabse last me aayi wo jagah..jo starting point thi meri golden life ki..where I started a new life..which gave me a path to my new life..to new friends, to new memories..it was KAKADEO..it gave me new directions..and a completeness to my life..
Ye chhota sa rasta to nikal gaya kuch hi minutes me…….but there is no end of it In my heart..laga kuch apna aankho se duur ho raha hai..while I knew ye sab hamesha mere dil me mere sath rahega..sach hi kha hai DIL TO BACCHA HAI JI..shayad isiliye ye waqt khatam nahi hone dena chahta..lekin kabhi aisa hota hai kya…J
my heart says..
it was the golden period of my life, no need to say that I will remember everything good or bad..that taught me to live every moment..thanks a lot to all of my friends who helped me to make all those moments worth remembering..it all seems like a dream..but I lived it..its actually college life…and thanks to God that he gave me a chance to live such a life….
I miss all of you too much……
I started this writeup with “it’s the sixth day”.. yes its 10th june.. but actually now its 11th june..its around 12:54 am..i think I miss everything in the same way..too much..whether it’s the sixth day or anyother day..i wish I should remember all these in the same manner so that I can feel the beauty of my life at every moment…

He'll always be alive in our memories!!!!

As I start writing, I feel shortage of words. its totally true that emotions can’t be expressed even through millions of words.
I am also having so many emotions unable to predict which one is dominating me…how to start again I don’t know!!!!!!! I wanted to be back to my blog after around four months with new enthusiasm & satisfaction. Those four months which include so many different types of incidents of my life…..which include happiness, sadness, excitement, my adventurous trip, get togethers with my friends, my college's fest, my college days full of boring classes, some of my sleepy days & all. I started feeling like my life is back on track & everything is going right but there was something that was waiting to come into my life.. the worst experience of my life. April 9, 2010 the worst day of my college life brought a totally different emotion to me.. for the first time in my life I felt the pain of losing someone. just one question is coming to my mind again and again why it all happened???
I started my day as usual.. nothing special. We’re having class tests on the same day scheduled at 2 pm so were just busy in studying. I have never thought anything like this…….anyways we appeared in the exam, finished it easily & were busy in discussing our class test papers after the test. While in the middle of our discussion, my cellphone rang. It was one of my senior’s call. He was asking something but I was unable to listen due to noise. Somehow I managed to talk to him somewhere in silence. His words were quite clear then but whatever he said that was unbelievable. I asked him to confirm it & just after two minutes it was all clear. We had lost a great soul.. he was somewhere in the sky but lost from our eyes….he was just my teacher but I always felt some type of bond between us..i was so much attached to him emotionally..i still remember when I was in my 2nd year of B. Tech. , we celebrated teacher’s day. He appreciated us a lot. That was the first time when I interacted with him. Then we attended the conference of PACT in Delhi in the same year. We all enjoyed a lot. I remember there was some competition, I participated in that. he was also there to participate and he won. After winning he gave me his chocolate pack. I was so happy. He always considered his students as his own children. But now he is gone…..this is the most unexpected thing happened in my life. I never wanted this day to come.
One more thing is hurting me again & again we couldn’t meet him…..again. we were 200% sure that he’ll come back soon..we were having so much to discuss, so many plans to be fulfilled but now everything is stagnant..he gave me some assignments to complete. I had completed all of them..our new newsletter of department is ready to be published..i wanted to show him..i was just waiting, he’ll come back and I’ll show him…but now he is not there rather he’ll not be there ever………..
He is my favorite teacher and will always be. Nobody can replace him, the person who was kindhearted, cool, knowledgeable, multitalented & more…………….
Today on April 10, 2010 when I woke up, I wished that this all should be a dream..but its not like that..its real..quite real..and the reality is now he is no more. Today..for the whole day I was reminding myself that he’ll not come back..he is not there now..we don’t need to wait for sir..but how to believe????????????
We’ll never get him back. he is not present physically among us but he'll always be there in our memories.

I pray "may GOD give peace to his soul and his family members". I wish you all should join me in this prayer.

Miss you a lot DA Sir.

[ there may be some mistakes in the write up…but I don’t have courage to read it and then correct. I just wanted to share my emotions………]