सफर

"आओ चुरा लें..
गहराई समंदर की..
ऊँचाई आसमां की..
खुशियाँ संदूक से..
रंग गुलों से..
मासूमियत बच्चों से..
उड़ चलें..
बह चलें..
झूमें..
लहरायें..
आओ चुरा लें..
खोये हुए जज़्बात..
बिखरे हुए अरमां..
रात की नींद...
दिन का चैन....
खो जाएँ
मिल जाएँ
धड़कनो से यूँही सिल जाएँ
आओ चुरा लें...
घड़ी से लम्हा...
किताब से कलमा...
सूरज से रोशनी...
चाँद से सादगी...

अश्क और इश्क़

अश्क और इश्क़ दिल के दो हिस्से हैं, दोनो आँखो से गुज़रते हैं, एक दर्द के कारण है दूसरा दर्द का कारण है|

The color of blood

The color of blood

The color of blood is red,

So was the color of my eye.

The red colored blood-soaked punches,

Were telling the story of battle so high.

My eyes were swelled,

He had his eyeball in his hand.

I was bleeding

But he was pleading

Mercy was the last thing on my head

Till I did beat him to the death

I had a cut on my chest

I swear I shifted his heart from centre to left

Last thing I remember that I was leading

But the other one was profusely bleeding

When I woke up I felt the pain

My blood being transfused in his veins

I forgot but I felt on the hospital bed

The color of our blood is always red.

Diwakar

Present is more beautiful than tomorrow

Its my first blog so please do forgive me for my grammatical errors. I was thinking about what to write in my first blog. So here came a thought in my mind.

I was having maggi in my dinner yesterday. So there was a full bowl of noodles in front of me and I was thinking that there were those days when we used to share one plate of maggi. We here includes Me, Rosh, Ankit, Richa, Kiran, Pinchoo and Pooji. We were seven but we used to have only three or four forks at a given time. And we used to fight a lot for that. I used to eat the least as I always wanted my friends to have their share. Generally this was the scene when sometimes we used to skip the so delicious dinner at Priyadarshan's hostel. But even if I had only two or three grabs at my share, even if I could not satisfy my insatiable hunger, I miss those days a lot. I am still willing to have two or three grabs at my share instead of a bowl full of maggi. There were many other similar instances. Few of them were at Jai Bhavani, when we had our Cheese grilled sandwich or something like that.

There was a time when we were staying at Bharat Shah's hostel and India won its first T-20 world cup after beating Pakistan in the finals. I remember that Arun Shukla received the same thrashing from Roshan. Like tears of joy it was thrashing due to joy.

This one and a half years at MICA-EDC have been an unforgettable experience. From Bharat Shah's hostel to Diu trip, first official Hunter's meeting of 202 to edc elections, from US pizza to Jai Bhavani to Gopi to Khamasa, from CIP placements to Dissertation to final placements, from heritage walk to MICANAVAS, and gossips. Sorry if I am forgetting something here as I can only mention those places where I had been. But ya one thing which I am sure about is that you all have experienced or you all know about these places. These were the best days of my life.

Finally, how can I forget to mention about our group. Rosh, Richa, Ankit, Arun and me. How can I forget to mention about the post-dinner walk to havmore ice-cream parlor where we used to have ice-cream and discussions on everybody else except ourselves.

Sometimes its better to forget about future and enjoy the present as it will be the past tomorrow!!!!! Cheers for today. And love you all club 202, Jhol no.7, family and whole PGPCME.

I also miss few more people. This may include few individuals and few couples as well. Karan and Shradha for their beautiful companionship, Pooji for her friendship and her sweet nature, Vipin bhai for his friendship and guidance in Uttrakhand, Rajneesh Bolia for his straight forwardness, Shahzad Khan for his intelligence, Chhote and Shoogle for their most friendly attitude, Bond bhaiya for his sweet nature, Amit for movies :P, Apna amdavadi Jainu for individual photos, 60 ml, thakur, sarkar, dolu bhaiya and Shakti the hoco. I love u all