Aaah! Who so ever have invented this mobile must be very clever in doing gossips. And those who have thought to provide with SMS facility must be very clever in flirting. So folks, you know the reason why I have backed on my blogpage because I am in mood to write something. Last day I was chatting with a coquette, very smart in glib and truly guys she made a sudden caprice in my life. A complete 6 hour of chat via SMS. Thanks to TATA DOCOMO and RELIANCE which has made it all possible. And now I came to know one thing “life has a charm and if you have the capability to draw it from the vortex then you will enjoy it at your fullest.” Both the chat with and girl are ineffable. Simply I am in L***. And yes! This time I will not miss the opportunity.

THANK YOU RELIANCE AND DOCOMO FOR PARING DOWN YOUR CALL RATES. I WILL EVER BE GRATEFUL TO YOU. SIMPLY I RELIANCE IOVE YOU!!
Scribbled by: praveen Kumar

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Things are so cyclic….even have you wondered? I don’t know how it sounds to you but I think it is the case with everyone. What you do one day you will get returned another day. Like, if you invite somebody on a dinner you will get the invitation back on some other day (probably the next day). Perhaps jeena isi ka naam hai
Both the case is right. Good things are less cyclic and bad one more. I don’t know from where I should begin it but yes it the case that what I faced a couple of days before in my home.

I would like to pin down my attitude toward life, friends & wife. {Know me more by now}. I find the word life much weird!! What is life? Is it mean to make lots of bank-balance or to make your personal dream come true? Hope it is the general case round the globe but for my side, it is not true {though I also run to catch the one}. Then what life mean for me? Nothing!! Just a drop of tears, if you have the ability to give the MIDASS touch then you have enjoyed it at your fullest otherwise it is useless. Like tears mainly come in the bad time and if you have the ability to turn the bad moment into a good one then it is the life. Oh it crumbs! But I am not jotting anyone’s memoir but it my personal belief. It’s true that life constitutes of many ups and downs, but who creates these ups and downs? Of course! It’s we human being. Anyway I am not over here to doctrine over life and how to enjoy it as I, myself, don’t know what this life is meant for. Few days back I was roaming at VARDAMAN station looking for some good interesting stuffed novel and I picked the one “The Seven Minutes” by “IRVING WALLACE”. Though it mainly focus on the topic of a banned story of sex and for the first few hour I kept my pace and crossed 50 pages from where I came to know what the life is meant for. I am not going to jot down some points over here as it will make my post little bit filthy.
The second one is friends. If you have the best among the worst then you are lucky. And if you have the worst among the best then you are luckier. Both the above lines are much convoluted to understand it but believe me folks, I have experienced it. One of mine friend belongs to the second point and I am much luckier as I keep on dreaming for her. Life and friends both belongs to the same vessel. Friends are those …who will slightly creep in your heart and will stay for there ever. Most often I have heard that school mates are the best friends in ones life but I think it is not the case with everyone. I have one from my school days, for whom I was very much fond of but she thinks that I was too dorky to keep friendship with because I have proposed her. Once she promised to be my best for ever. Again I don’t know what this word proposal mean? Anyway I am in no mood to quote the hussy of my friend because once she was my foundation. Hence I am luckier to have her. So you can see how a friend means to one like me.
Third is wife. Very lovely to hear that word, but don’t get me wrong. I am not married and neither committed to any girls yet I can elucidate it. Just keep a little patience to understand the depth of that word. I don’t know about other people but as my friend has given me a solid foundation; my wife will be that person who will make prefab on that foundation to make me a good citizen, a good person, a good husband, a better son, brother and then a best engineer. The only person who will keep in touch with you before your death will be your life partner. And hope she will teach you about the pleasure of life and how to live it at your fullest. I dream of marrying with a beautiful girl with whom one day I will make rest of my life dream come true. Under her shadow and in her arms I will go on exploring for my answer of what is life and for what purpose it is meant? Unlike other bachelor I also have some points which I want to see inside my wife and hope that nobody will mind if I will jot it down over here in this blogpage.
1. She should not pay concentration towards materialistic things like other girls.
2. She should be well educated and should stand beside me in all my decision and action.
3. She should love to live in diversity and beyond any bound.
4. She should not have the tendency to panache.
5. And lastly she should love me more than anybody else.
These three words only make a man human being. With a hope that i will be the one among them here i end my post with satisfaction and a lurking joys.
--scribbled by: praveen kumar

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And those three friends said ‘I will shape your future’. We will provide the multitude of success in your life but you have to become my boss. What we will say, you have to do so. You have to become our boss for your success and if we become your boss then you will never wear the attire of success through out your life.


Those three friends were: past present and future.

Out of these three, past were most powerful in determining the harmony of the future. Unfortunately their birthday fall on the same day and at the same instant and thus from friends they become best friends. Among three, the two synergies were present and future. Their complain was that their friend, past, always rut. He does not provide with the attitude to boost up. He only tries to cringe with the present and future.

Although these friends were from three different generations and their life span was only of one day but out of these three, present has the most dogmatic point. He said “if I will die you both, past & future will die off. I am the strong foundation for my dear friend (future) but your simple memories are the destroyer of my loving friend (future).

Future who was sitting in the corner of a room was smirking on the quibbling of his friends and said with placate “listen my dear friend, what I think, both of you are right at your point of view but the truth is something different. It is present who decide for anyone’s success or failure.” Neither I nor past is responsible in determining for our boss success. It is true that if our present friend will die out then none of us will survive. So if we want to build the foundation to reach at our pinnacle then we only have to agree with our present friend and should not dissolve in the points of our past. Let ignore what we have done in our past and should focus for our present’s eulogies.

Moral of the story:

Don’t look at your past

It will make you feel aghast

Concentrate at your present

It will make you resurgent

And aim at you future

It will make you a beautiful creature

Scribbled by:
Praveen Kumar.

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Every night I see u, I feel u
I don't know where r u!!
How much I try to tell u
How much u mean to me
You are so far still close to me
Every night reminds me
of the dreams that we shared
still shows how much we cared....
And now we are far apart...
only with the memories that we spent in the past
I guess
if I born again, with the attitude to end my pain
I would have hugged my past
till my life ends, up to my last
I still remember those days
when my life revolves round you
Days begun with u and ends with u
I still hope
I could stop u, I could be with u
I still wish
We had a life of our own, as we have known
but not every wish is granted
not every wish is fulfilled
and hence I thought
I will stop
I will stop, I will stop, I will stop.........

PS:- I have writen the above piece in the loving memory of my friends which has left me far apart

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……and I didn’t write any post which will tell the purpose of my writing (!). Just a few words to share……I will not write about my nostalgia and will not eulogies somebody’s work or marriage. Just little truth, few hopes, little ambition and few bogeys…


I think truth, hope, ambition & bogeys are some what inter-related. I don’t know what you think (:-!) but I feel I am some what right. From my childhood I have heard beta, work hard, otherwise you will not get success. Success! I don’t know what the correct intonation is but I feel weird when I hear that word!! Some what I keep on connecting the word success with failure because I was a failure. I always see my success in my failure. I kept my hope ignited and ignited because it was the base of my ambition. When one keeps his ambition then hope is the only base and not ones success. Am I right? Because one doesn’t know whether his success will ensure his ambition or whether it will be the hope which will bring ones success. Don’t get me wrong, but I think when we sit in exams first we hope to get success and then success ensures our hope. Like that way bogeys have its own role to play. It’s nothing but a blessing in disguise. It is, you can say positive side of negative things. Both hope & bogeys are the building block of success. And finally it is ambition around which these; hopes, success, and ambition are centered.

Now I understand why our teacher asks ‘what is your ambition’, because they wanted to make us all student successful.

PS: - Don’t run behind the success, run behind the excellence. If you run behind the excellence, the success will run behind you.

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Some wit had aptly labeled Indians as a race that suffers verbal diarrhoea. Whether it is “khushi” or “gham” we have to express ourselves. Like what I faced today.


15th January ’10 one of the most memorable day in my life…….first bunking….second asking for lift from the director’s chauffeur to see the film……sitting in the theater while I got the call from one of my friend informing me some bad mixed with good news which made me to leave the theater before 3 hr……..sitting in a 3 star hotel asking for some tandoori roti, cold coffee and chili paneer……and then asking from the proprietor to allow us to wash their dishes as we all have not enough dosh……and finally returning to our hostel facing all type of natural calamities at the roof of bus.

Ah! What a day it was……

Anyway,

This boy has got extra talent in all extra fields. I quote some decency of this boy.

1. All boys and girls say ‘he is weird’, but he says all are weird!!

2. He uses too much of F-words in every speech but never to hurt the feelings but to ignite the joys and a self-satisfied smirk.

3. He don’t have the tendency to become a competent boy rather he wish to boost the competency among all competent.

4. He will mumble, fumble, humble in front of all but will never tremble.

here are some snaps

photo of AMIT

praveen kumar

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The whole darn idea of blogging, Oh! La… La…… where the whole concept lies……… in the blogging, to narrate an incident, to turn good imaginary into imagery or to make your personal impersonal. Too much of overloaded satire……too much to blame on somebody………too much to show our desperateness for our life….all these thing baffles me; surely I don’t find any reason for why to write any blogs. The state of my mind is so confused……millions of ideas passing at a zillionth of speed and still I am unable to catch the one.


But still I find blogging ecstatic because I love to write……I am passionate for writing. The idea of blogging came in my mind especially when I was in comatose, thinking about my past, thinking for those for whom I proved to be hoodoo. For me, my blogs are sedative. I can’t leave without publishing my blogs. My blogs are my girlfriend whom I love to opulent with lots of stuff and sensible words {and hence it becomes a stodgy blog}.

There was a time when I decided to become a superman,
But god impounded my wings and I can’t catch the wind.

Again I decided that I will become a writer,
Then God impounded my pen.

Then I thought to be a soldier
Government impounded my gun.

Then my family said “beta, become an engineer”
Then I lost my brain.

With these cited words I started my journey, devoid of all geometry
Just in teen……
I am nineteen…..
Exploring the world of pointless nothing……

Scribbled by:-
Praveen Kumar

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This blog is explicit and for those who understand it

He was in his early 14, when he met with a girl whom he call his lucky mascot. The meeting was quite heck. Both shared the same school, same fraternity, and same bench {both sit on the same bench side by side from class 8}. Boy name was Jack and Ruth was his lucky mascot. She turned Jack from a failure boy to a successful person. Days passed on and Jack fall in love with his dearest Ruth, but he has not got such a gut to proffer in front of his Ruth. He kept on making litany infront of god to get his Ruth in his life. There was another girl whose name was Roffe who was very much fond of tallent and found Jack bit seductive.

After one year, Jack came to know that his Ruth was committed with a chap of his year. Jack was not able to curb his feelings and thought to end his life. He started soothing and trying to forget Ruth. Then he was in class 10. He never spoke to Ruth about his feeling but never be able to control his emotion. Roffe, who was Jack junior tried her best to talk to Jack but Ruth always created a situation against Roffe.Days passed and both Ruth and Jack left the school to persue higher education. But still Jack was unable to savour other happiness that was lying in font of him and finally one day he speak off to his Ruth about his feelings. Ruth was amazed to hear this and started to behave in an erroneous manner.

Roffe asked Jack 'whether he has any girlfriend or he has promised to make it after completing his studies?' Jack replied her hiding his nostalgia for Ruth and said , 'still now not'. What will be the answer of Roffe now? Will she accept Jack or will behave in the same way as Ruth? Know the answer in my upcoming post shortly.

Moral of the  story: Don't fall in love

The above piece was written idly.

I felt

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The second day of Januray '10, isn't you find tougher to drool out with the correct intonation of the beginning of second decade of millennium year. Yes! it is. I begain my 2nd decade millennium with a geneflucted mind in front of almighty. I was thinking of prosperity and calmness that would suffuse my heart with. In other sense I was taking my New Year resolution. Quite funny, a day before I was so much despair regarding so called new resolution vs new revolution. But I accept, once again I was wrong to scribble my post with too much of overloaded satire.

The year started with a bash making me feel bashful. I called her, checked my tone, full of assiduousness. With too much of zeal, elan, she asked me, something which made me coy, yet I dared to be with my satisfactory malicious reply. She didn't check my resolution, rather filled my head with lots of overloaded personal question with her antsy words as if she was the queen of ironical. Her question seems to be radiating lots of anguished thought to know my top most secret related to my life. Anyway the 2nd decade has put my heart in trance; year enthralled me to have a little hope to end my prosaic life soon.

Yes! Today I end my blog with too much of satisfaction and hope that my boredom will soon going to come to an end.

Here I am going ahead............again and again.........

-pK

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This time my blog will appear banal, although I tried my level best, not to piss you off.

On the first day of year 2010, I thought to scribble something, let call it anything, but I failed to draw the best from my mind.

Both my heart and mind is not working on this shivering cold........

Well, I was confused, whether to call it custom or tradition to take New Year resolution on this New Year eve. The day before I was bit loco for how to celebrate this New Year, should I sit in front of God offering litany for making my life more comfortable and more trouble free or should I stick infront of my telephone, greeting all my friends and relatives the New Year bonanza.

I choose the second.......

Whom ever I greeted, they asked the same question, what is your New Year resolution? Now I think, why we are calling it as a resolution day? I hope that, that if we celebrate it as a resolution day then more people will come to know the importance of this New Year, now call it as a resolution day. But on my side, again I find much difficult to draw the best answer for that genuine question. Well, this time my answer is "sir, I will try my best to do each work that will be allotted to me through out the year by any means impeccably."

I am in no mood to write any more. Yet moody I am............

Wish you a happy New Year......a resolution year.
_pk

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