Mumbai Weekends : Keep Walking

Reminiscing the year 2013, I can't stop thinking about the way the year marked the beginning of a completely new phase - a new job with a totally unexpected job profile, all the great people I met and goes without saying, the city that has been the pivot of all my fascination, introspection and reverie - Mumbai.

Like all other Delhiites, even I had my own reasons to dislike a hell lot of things about Mumbai..But then, the year 2013 gave me many unforgettable moments, cognizance of my own desires. And amidst the plethora of emotions, amidst the changes and phases, I started liking this city for a really weird reason..They say that Mumbai never sleeps, I say that Mumbai never stops..
The people of Mumbai always happen to inspire me. I was amazed at the way the hopelessly heavy rains never seemed to stop them. I love the cosmopolitan culture and the zeal that Mumbaikars have for each and every festival. I like the way they travel in local trains, standing at the gate and enjoying the wind.

This city taught me to be fearless, to set myself free when I needed it the most. I met the best of the people in my life when I was at my worst. Its beaches gave me tranquility whenever I was anxious. I felt surrounded by a cobweb of uncertainties, but as they say, "you may be lost in ways more than one, but I've a feeling that sometimes it is better than knowing exactly where you are."

 The crux is that nothing should stop you. Life is like a long sexy road..And to keep driving on it, keep enjoying the beauty, with open windows and soothing music, must be its only purpose. You stop, you worry about the traffic, you feel afraid of accidents, you keep thinking about the road gone or the road ahead and you're gone, you're screwed.

When you feel afraid of your own desires, when the only way out seems to be forbearance and detachment, you never really understand how destiny has its own secret plans to introduce you to someone who would take you to who you really are and make you fall in love with yourself, in spite of your imperfections all over again, in such a manner that your past, your apprehensions and fears would become totally insignificant. Never regret anything at all that ever made you happy, for one day, you would be able to connect all dots and smile. The key is to keep hoping, even when everything is uncertain..keep thanking those who are with you, keep smiling even when nothing seems to be right ..keep forgiving, for your own peace..keep loving, for love gives you strength to have faith beyond all insecurities and apprehensions..keep walking, with no restrictions and no regrets!

Mumbai has been a new chapter for me, a new life with so many life lessons, and a change.. a change that taught me something, Keep Walking !!

Cheers!!

Sonia

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A Tale of Three Cities

On 18th August 2012, from Hazrat Nizammudin Station, along with some college buddies, I had started a new journey, away from the city I love to call my birthplace and hometown.. 

Three hundred and sixty five days gone..And I still remember everything like it happened yesterday..I still remember how my parents were anxious and worried, I still remember the endless packing, I still remember our gossip sessions, smiles and tears throughout the train ride.. I remember every damn emotion associated with the commencement of this new phase.

Now when I think of writing a flashback post, trust me, its really hard for me to decide where to begin from.. One year, two completely different jobs in two different cities, independent life away from home, new people, life lessons, what not..

I used to feel that every time one retrospects, the pattern remains the same, the flashback is all about changes, about people coming into and going out of your life, experiences and turning points,smiles and tears..But this is for the first time that I realized how much your life changes just because you shift a few hundred kilometers, as and when you come to a new city! And both fortunately and unfortunately, I have seen such changes twice in the last 12 months..I dedicate this post to the three cities I have lived in - Delhi, Pune and Mumbai..

Dear Pune, I simply love you! 

I don't know how to put this into words, but there is a feel good factor about this city that words can't describe..I may be biased for whenever I was in Pune, I was happy, I was calm, I was free.. 

Coming from a city like Delhi, I tasted freedom and safety for the first time in Maharashtra, I fell in love with the weather, I admired the simplicity, I respected the people there..

Right from learning Marathi to doing household chores, right from fun with office colleagues to movies with my roomie, everything was fun.. I saw happiness in the smallest of things! 

I still remember how I used to call the flat where I stayed "my second home"..

The best thing about this place is that it gives you a balance, where life is not 'fast', where you neither run nor escape, where you simply live!!

Yes, I always missed Delhi, but I feel like thanking this city for memories I will always cherish, for four months of sheer peace and happiness and a sense of real freedom! 

Dear Mumbai, the love-hate relationship continues....

Mumbai fascinates me, intrigues me, amazes me everyday..

It has been 8 months in Mumbai now, but the weird feeling that I share a love-hate relationship with this city, does not seem to fade away at all..

I still find it hard to believe that I can roam around freely at 12 AM and nobody gives a damn, I am enjoying every bit of the night life of the city that never sleeps and I simply love that!
But its ironical how the so called glamorous city with tall buildings and beaches totally sucks as far as infrastructure is concerned..Stinking roads, filthy slums, crowded areas everywhere and travelling becomes a real pain..I swear I hate that more than anything else!
Cliched though it may sound, but life here is actually fast! You don't really get the time to understand, think or realize why you don't have time..This city inculcates in you a weird tendency to be emotional yet indifferent..You start dreaming big, but you learn how to detach yourself from attachments rather quickly, you learn how to keep walking, keep moving ahead, yet, there is something that makes your life melancholic, tired and restless..

But then, you visit Marine Drive, you feel the sea breeze, you observe the sea waves and you smile continuously! Your restless mind discovers peace, your impatient heart feels calm and relaxed.. You are blessed with an amalgamation of tranquility and exhilaration and I love that feeling beyond words!

I saw the worst of myself in Mumbai, it was un-Sonia-ish-ness at its peak in my words..But then, Mumbai gave me people who always loved me, who chose to stand by me even when I was at my worst..

I still happen to be a part of the crowd living in this city and I am continuously exploring it..Mumbai has been challenging so far, but it makes me feel proud all the same!
Back to back blogs dedicated to Mumbai, coming soon!

Dear Delhi, all I have to say is that..

It does not matter where I go or what I do, it does not matter how many years pass by, I hate it when people associate me to any caste/religion/language/community, but I call myself a Delhite, I belong to Delhi... Speaking directly Dil Se, my heart belongs to places inside Delhi, and that's the reason why I call it "Dilli Meri Jaan"

Somewhere close to the Kashmere Gate Campus where I had spent four unforgettable years of my college life, somewhere close to its classrooms and walls where I used to laugh out loud and gossip..

Somewhere close to the Metro Stations and somewhere inside the Metro trains..

Somewhere close to the roads of Rajiv Chowk where I used to hang out with friends..

Somewhere close to the tranquility of Bangla Sahib..

Somewhere close to the delicious Gol Gappe, Tikki and Chhole Bhatoore you won't find in any other city in India..

And of course, somewhere close to the place I call my home, with my mom and dad..

Yes, my heart belongs to you !! 

Next Blog soon!

Wishing myself a happy 'Life in Maharashtra' anniversary!

Cheers!!!

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अनजाने सफ़र का नया मोड़

जानी पहचानी सी है फिर भी अनजानी सी,
रोज़ाना लिखती है इक नयी कहानी सी..
कहने को हमारी है ये ज़िन्दगी,
मगर इसपे हमारा इख्तियार कहाँ..
कहते हैं एक सफ़र  है ज़िन्दगी,
किसे मालूम इसका नया मोड़  है कहाँ ..

चलता है यूँ कारवाँ  ज़िन्दगी का,
मुसाफिर ही न जाने कि मंज़िल है कहाँ..
कहीं बंद किवाड़े, कहीं रास्ते मिलते हैं,
बहता है यूँ बहर ज़िन्दगी का,
कश्ती ही न जाने कि साहिल है कहाँ..
कभी तूफ़ान आते हैं, कभी किनारे मिलते हैं..

न मालूम है आने वाले पल का वाक़िया,
न जाने इस नए सफ़र में होना है क्या..
बे एतबारी है, मगर ख़ुशी की  है इक उम्मीद सी,
जोश है, जूनून है, तो थोड़ी उदासी भी है ख़ुशामदीद सी..

फ़लसफ़ा ज़िन्दगी का यूँ तय किया हमने,
कि बे ऐतबारी में भी सुकून की उम्मीद करते हैं हम,
कि अनजाने सफ़र में भी मंज़िल को टटोलते हैं हम..
जहाँ चाहे ले जाये ज़िन्दगी का सफ़र,
चलते चलते उसके हर रास्ते को माशीयत समझ,
इस सफ़र का हर नया मोड़ तस्लीम करते हैं हम..

I had written this poem while I was waiting for some answers, trying to deal with uncertainty, for its funny how the unknown, the uncertain is often the reason behind so many human emotions- Curiosity, anxiety, excitement, worry, fear, insecurity and in most of the cases a combination of all these !
Now that I'm posting this poem, ..I feel that while a new journey is about to begin, you should go with the flow, let your heart guide you, let your faith support you, let the fear of uncertainty turn into excitement and zeal..
Uncertainty (be aetbaari ) in life does exist even now, but so does the patience to wait and the hope, the belief that whatever will happen, would be for the better !!

Cheers! 

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Still Blaming Your Life n Luck??

Before I commence with the post, let me share a quote..

"Happy moments, praise God.. Difficult moments, seek God.. Quiet moments, worship God.. Painful moments, trust God..Every Moment, Thank God.."
This is a very popular quote, with around 300k likes on facebook..You all might say that you like it, but then, ask yourself, why do we blame our life and luck for every small thing that goes wrong? Even if you are an atheist, even if you think that the entire concept of the existence of God is pointless and illogical, simply ask yourself,  "Am I not lucky? Why shouldn't I thank goodness, thank my stars for being happy? And if you do not believe in destiny or luck, if you believe in karma, why do you conclude that your life isn't good when things don't go your way?"

I had written a 55 fiction blog with the same title once, and a discussion about "people with mental and physical disabilities" made me feel that I am not only lucky, I am blessed, blessed with life and liveliness, and here is a list of reasons why I feel so :

• While I can enjoy the luxury of sitting in an air-conditioned room and writing a blog, there are many kids who would never be able to read or write, not because they are underprivileged, but because they cannot even sit or talk or listen, because they were born with an incurable physical deformity..

• While I admire nature and its beauty, while I enjoy looking at the moon, the sky, the rains, there are hundreds of blind men and women, who cannot experience the same..

• While we all talk of women and their rights, there are some mentally challenged girls who are molested, raped by their own relatives and unfortunately, in cases where they become pregnant, they are blamed and disowned by the families..They are thrown into mental hospitals and shelter homes so that they can survive somehow and those inhuman criminals who abused them continue to live freely..

• While we crib about breakups, lost friendships and misunderstandings, there are many kids who need artificial limbs to survive, people who look really ugly or unusual because of horrible, rare diseases and as far as the mentally sick kids are concerned, they are actually treated as a threat, as a danger, people feel afraid of them..Observe how their mothers cry looking at their faces, and you'll realize, being a normal kid is being lucky in itself..

• While I write blogs/read novels/watch movies about life and philosophy, there are hundreds for whom, surviving itself is a struggle..hundreds who are going through a lifeless life, in such a critical state that their own family members pray for their death..Imagining what they go through, scares the hell out of me..

And when you read this blog, please don't feel pity for all these people..People with physical or mental disabilities need your love, care, affection and support..You need not sympathize, but you ought to empathize..The next time you see a pregnant teenager, for God's sake do not call her a slut, she could be a rape victim..The next time you see a child with a disability, instead of feeling pity for him, feeling scared or sad, go and play with him, or simply give him/her a hug!

I have decided that I will celebrate every special occasion of my life, every festival distributing sweets and toys to kids in orphanages and asylums.. Mind you, this is not social service, this is for my own contentment..Believe me when I say this, the biggest source of happiness is to know that you are the reason behind someone's smiles..

Now, the main purpose of writing this blog is to make myself and others realize that no matter how tough situations may be, at every point of time, we ought to know that self-pity is absolutely useless and cursing our life or luck solves no purpose other than making us weaker..Here goes a second list, a list of people who can always inspire you :

• Nick Vujicic, the famous preacher and motivational speaker who was born with no legs and no arms wrote a book called "Life Without Limits".. He is an inspiration for millions today, I actually wanted to write a complete blog about him..these words by him, say it all, “I believe in a God who can do all things, but if He chooses not to give me arms and legs, I know it's for the better. And I may not understand it, but all I need to know is that He's going to carry me through, that there is a purpose for it.”

• Sudha Chandran, Natalia Patryka, Helen Keller, Stephen Hawking.. these names do not need any introduction, even they had an obstacle of a deformity, a disability..yet they achieved what people with perfect health aren't able to..

• A blind girl works at my dad's office..She is a great singer, so lively, so bubbly, so sanguine that its almost unbelievable for everyone..All of us meet such people, you may feel pity for the hardships they face, you may feel inspired by their spirit, choice is yours !!

And to sum up, this is what the year 2012 has taught me, sharing an old status update here :

Above sadness and happiness, there exists a virtue of goodness, governed by acceptance and patience..People walk away because whenever someone leaves, someone else is about to arrive..You feel hurt so that you can learn to let go, people do not put in efforts to get you back so that you can experience that your life is equally beautiful without them..You fail to crack an exam because someone else had worked harder than you, and if you had actually struggled, you would get more than what you expect,in some way or the other,unexpectedly..Your family members face serious health problems so that you can realize the importance of faith in God..No matter what you go through, you are definitely doing better than many others, and therefore, there must be no space for self-pity in your life..After every tough phase, you would see how perfectly and beautifully life moves on.. And there's one n only one style that's perfect, that style is to smile, to smile and be thankful to God, to your parents, to everyone who ever made you smile, to smile and live every moment to the fullest, to smile and celebrate life!

Cheers !!

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मुस्कुरा के जी ले तू..

न  मंज़िल  की  तलाश  कर,

न  मोड़  का  खौफ  रख,

दिल  तो  तेरा  आवारा  है

आवारा  ही  रहेगा..

बेपरवाह  बेफिक्र  मुसाफिर,

रस्ते  गलियों  पे  चल  दे  तू..

सफ़र  में  जो  न  बन  सके  हमसफ़र  तेरे,

उनकी  यादों  के  साथ,

सफ़र  अपना  मुक़म्मल  कर  ले  तू..

कि  आखिर  जिंदगानी  है  इक  कारवाँ

मुसाफिर  आते  हैं , मुसाफिर  जाते  हैं..

जो  न  रहे  जुज़्व-ए-ज़िन्दगी,

उनकी  ग़म-ए-जुदाई  में  तन्हाई  क्या..

मदहोशी  में  खुद  को  भुला  कर,

इक  बार  नशे  में  बह  जा  तू,

मिल  के  बिछड़ना  तो  है  दुनिया  का  दस्तूर,

हर  रूह  है  बेचैन , हर  शख्स  है  मजबूर,

एक  बार  कर  ले  जो  तू,

मजबूरियों  को  मंज़ूर,

एक  राहत  तेरे  दर  पे  दस्तक  देगी  तो  ज़रूर..

अहबाब  न  रहे  जो  तेरे  हयात  में,

तू  खुद  ही  खुद  का  हबीब  है,

महफ़िल  में  ख़ुशी  न  मिली,

तो  खल्वत  का  सुकून  ही  सही,

खुशियाँ  तेरी  मुख़्तसर  ही  सही,

मुस्कुरा  के  जी  ले  तू..

हर  खता  को  बक्श  दे,

बाशुक्रिया  हर  इनायत  को  कुबूल  कर,

पूरी  कायनात  तेरे  सदके  में  सर  झुकाएगी,

एक  बार  ये  ज़हमत  कर  ले  तू..

हर  शिकवे  को  भुला  कर,

मुस्कुरा  के  जी  ले  तू..

खुदा की  रहमत  होगी  तुझपे  जो,

इक  बार  इबादत  कर  ले  तू..

[This is just a random poem.. I had written it while travelling once.. I just re-read it today, and somehow, it made me smile.. sharing it with a hope that it would make all readers smile too !

I love Urdu !! ]

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ZENDAGI MIGZARA (Life Goes On) - Part 2

[As I say, the best words by Khaled Hosseini after 'For you, a thousand times over' are 'Zendagi Migzara' (Life Goes On)..
The last time when I had written a blog with the same title, it was meant for people who think way too much about the future, with fear in their minds and hearts..This post, talks about different situations, that are faced by many, but it comes up with the same message, the most beautiful thing about life is, that, it moves on..]

Well, read the following lines, and think of those situations when you feel that these are absolutely true..

'Life is a bitch..for the moment you realize you've learnt how to live, it changes completely, for whenever you experience real happiness, it snatches all the reasons behind your happiness'

We feel so whenever we fail to achieve something that we wanted badly, we feel so whenever we lose someone close to us..We feel so whenever we face a tragedy in life.. As I say, nothing at all is predictable.. life is always unexpected.. A single episode can be a turning point for you, it can change your life completely..No matter what, you cannot alter what destiny has in store for you..

As they say, experience is a hard teacher for it gives the test first and the lesson later.. One feels devastated and frustrated in such situations..One forgets optimism, one forgets conscience.. Patience and acceptance are the only two things you can think of as the feasible solutions..Well, as most of us know,the one n only thing that can heal, that always heals is time.. We ought to give time time..

Now, the fact that life always goes on no matter what, does not mean that life gives you second chances..Life is a wicked bitch again..We are only given today and never promised tomorrow.. Every little thing that makes you smile is precious in its own way, every moment that makes you feel special is special in itself.. Every person who does something to make you happy, who feels worried when you are sad, deserves that love n your care from you the same way..If you wish to express your feelings to someone, do it today itself, for tomorrow, you might not get a chance to be with that loving person, to enjoy those special moments n those precious smiles..

Yes, life is long for it goes on n on n on.. for it comes up with endless experiences, countless people, uncountable tears and uncountable smiles...but then, at the same time, life is very short, because when you look back, all you can recall is those 'turning points'.. Life can be considered as a summation of all those episodes, all those changes.. Think of it once, if you're not accepting those changes, you're not accepting your life, you're merely escaping..

When one thinks of his past after a long time, these changes do not matter.. for he had been strong enough to face the tragedies, for he had cried and even his tears had dried on their

own.. for he had learnt how to live, and with the passage of time, he had moved on, just the way life always moves on.. Ultimately, its only happiness that one can think of n recall.. Happiness is recursive, one finds happiness in happy memories..over and over again..

Well, I just wrote this blog to dedicate a message to all those people, who think of running away and escaping from life, who spoil their present for what their past had been, who curse life for the sad phases..

' Life is a mixed bag.. Steal all those moments that make you happy.. Make sure you find people who truly love you, and never let them go away.. No matter how badly it tests your patience, no matter how wicked it may become at times, life does move on.. It might not give you another chances.. but it gives you new reasons to be happy, new people to meet, new experiences to enjoy'

I started this blog with the sentence, 'Life is a bitch'... I feel like putting an end to it by saying.. no matter how hard, no matter how wicked it may seem.. Accept it the way it is, make the most of it today, live it, love it, enjoy it, celebrate it and face it !!

I am in love with Prasoon Joshi's lines, "hai ye toh ik jashan, tu thirakne de kadam.. abhi saanson me hai dum, abhi chalne de sitam" .. for I do know that destiny has a role to play in all walks of life..but these lines make me feel, I can face all challenges, I can conquer all fears.. and the mere feeling makes me wanna say, "Life is... actually... beautiful"

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And.. My Life Changed

She used to say, "Once in a lifetime,if you are lucky enough,there comes a person in your life, who divides it into two phases,the one before you met him and the one after you met him"

And she was so right..

yes, she had always been right..

And my days used to revolve around her endless talks..

and I listened to her, and I smiled..

And... My life changed..

She used to say, "You never need big reasons to be happy..Sometimes, cute little things that someone does to make you smile, mean the world to you"

Her presence was the biggest reason for me to be happy..

For she taught me how to live,

For she taught me how to love..

And I loved her beyond words..

And.. My life had changed..

And she knew me completely,

And she understood me perfectly,

And she loved me selflessly..

And ever since she had entered my life..

My Life had changed..

She used to say, "Life is simple, live it simply,enjoy its simplicity and you will realize how beautiful it is !"

And sitting beside her grave,

I saw her beauty,

I saw her simplicity,

I recalled everything she did,

I recalled everything she said..

Yes, she is no more...

She left me alone..

And I do wonder,

I do wonder about,

the simplicity of life she used to talk about,

I still try to find,

her beautiful voice,

her beautiful smile..

And I do smile..

every time I think of her..

And I do cry,

every time I think of her..

She happens to be my life,

She was the girl who changed my life..

My Life had changed..

Yes... My Life Changed.. Twice !!

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That Beautifully Weird Thing Called Love - Part II

This is a sequel to the last post, although it talks about an absolutely different aspect of that beautiful yet weird thing called love...all new readers should read the previous post first..

Arnav was waiting for the most unforgettable moment of his life, at the farewell party for the 2008 batch at FMS.. All his classmates were enjoying themselves, talking to each other, exchanging parting gifts, but he was standing all alone, still waiting for Sneha, and thinking about what he would say, how he would say it..He had recalled the dream at least a hundred times, the way she had said, 'Of course I love you too dumbo !'.. Somehow he felt that she had been much better than him so far, that she liked him, admired him and loved him much more than what he deserved..He wanted to tell her everything..tell her about the way he himself didnt realize how much he loved her, tell her that he could not imagine his life without her now..

He was waiting for her, but Sneha was nowhere to be seen..He kept on calling her, but she did not even pick up his phone calls..He called at her home, she had left long back.. Now he was getting nervous, restless and worried at the same time.. Someone like Sneha could never be late for a farewell party...

Finally, after two hours, she arrived at the party, wearing a black sari, exactly similar to his dream..Arnav simply could not wait to talk to her...

"Hey, you look beautiful in black.."

"Thanks Arnav.. "

"But where were you.. and you were not even picking up my calls.."

Words could not express Sneha's excitement and happiness at that moment..As always, out of excitement, she did not even listen to Arnav and started talking...

"Arnav, I need to tell you something... You know, I met Kartik today.. He had called me yesterday..I mean, it was like...."

This was like a huge shock to Arnav.. Kartik was a guy she had a crush on when she was a first year student at her engineering college and she had put an official end to their friendship because of the fact that he was a self-obsessed, inconsiderate guy who always took her for granted..How could he be back after five years..and how the hell could Sneha be happy about it..Arnav wanted to ask all these questions, but all he could say was..

"Sneha, I don't get this..You had told me that you had stopped talking to him because he was not worthy of your respect, that he never deserved being your friend...So..."

"Yes..I had been selfish then...I never tried to understand what he had gone through..Even though he had been rude, he had ignored me badly.. I could have given him another chance.. You can't imagine how much I had missed him, I tried to convince myself that I have moved on..I tried to forgive him, but somehow I could not even forgive myself.. "

"Sneha, for God's sake, why do you need to forgive yourself.. Remember you had once told me, 'You can be happy with a person you don't love but you can never be happy with a person you don't respect'.."
" You know, I had never lost my respect for him..Whatever I said was out of anger and frustration, I always expected a lot from him and never tried to understand him..I feel guilty for the same.. Five years back, I let him go...I let him go because it was required..but now I feel that I have to be there for him... Err, maybe you won't get it,Arnav.. probably because you have never gone through such a phase, you've never been in love.."

"You need to be practical... Think about it, what if he repeats the same,and you say I don't understand you because I have never been in love?"

" Listen, Arnav, I am sorry, I know I shouldn't have said that.. but you know, you cannot imagine what he means to me, so what if he brought some tears into my life, so what if I had to spend a phase of my life being really sad..His presence, the fact that I met him, those memories.. everything makes me happy...You know what, two people who are meant to be together,meet towards the end no matter what..We misunderstood each other, we fought, we broke up,but eventually, we realized that destiny...."

" How can you be so concerned for a guy who never cared about you, Sneha?"

" You don't love people if they love you too..True love is unconditional..Love cannot be selfish, Arnav...There is no reciprocation, no retaliation in it..."

Arnav did not get how to react, he did not know what to say.. He simply wanted to forget the whole conversation, to forget what Sneha said and to take his own words back.. He wanted to escape and get rid of it.. All of a sudden, a classmate called them for a group photograph, Arnav was least interested, but he did not have any other option.. Sneha started talking to other friends and classmates around..Arnav decided to go away, to leave that place.. It was one of the most unforgettable days of his life indeed, but not at all similar to what he had expected...

He couldn't stop thinking about it... the way Sneha had said, 'probably you won't get it because you've never been in love'..the way he wished to express himself at least once...the way he imagined what Sneha would have decided if he had told her all this last year...Things could be different then... And then,would he get to talk to her that often..He could not sleep that night...

A page from Arnav's diary, that was full of pages about Sneha,her talks,days spent with her... Arnav wrote :

" Life comes up with weird phases... Till now, it used to revolve around Sneha... From now on, Sneha's life would revolve around someone else...I really don't know how to describe how it feels..I did call her ..I wanted to apologize for what I had said, but then I decided against it.. I told Sneha that I was happy for her, that I had complete faith in her decisions and I hoped that she would be happy forever...She was about to cry...She told me she would always miss me..Once again, I could not express myself...

Am I happy or am I sad? Probably it does not matter at the moment..I don't know how I could not notice her eyes, her smile, her happiness.. as if everything was telling me how much she loved Kartik...they were destined to be together for sure...

Sneha is right...We don't love people because they love us too.. It is the only feeling that goes on without any reciprocation..Sometimes, love is not about being happy with someone, sometimes its all about watching her go away from you and being happier for her happiness...

I thought that it would be difficult to move on, but today, something made me realize that there is no such thing called moving on.. She will always be a part of my life, even if I'm not in her life... Yes, I feel her presence even when she is not around me..She will always be there for me, through her unforgettable talks, through her philosophies...How can I ever forget whatever she has done for me...

I just realized what she had said, so what if love brings a few tears into your life, it gives you a reason to smile for a lifetime..It asks you no questions, it has no reasons, but it gives you endless support...

That support, that care, those life lessons, that friendship and that beautifully weird feeling called love, it was all a part of my destiny.. Thanks to a crazy girl called Sneha, unknowingly, she had taught me what friendship means, what true love is and above all how to live life !!

Two years later...

Arnav was a successful popular author now... His first novel was a work of fiction and of course was a huge hit...

His second novel was titled 'That Beautifully Weird Thing Called Love'... The very first page said, dedicated to my best friend Sneha, who made me believe I would be a great author one day..

P.S.

1. I was really happy to see that great response for Part-1.. I don't know how you all would react, but this is what I wanted to express through fiction, love is beautiful... be in love with it !!

2. On popular demand, Life In A Metro - Part 2, regarding the women only Coach... coming soon..

3. This stupid message is exclusively for Shanks....Mujhe pata hai tu kahega, kahani poori filmi hai, par kahani filmy tab hoti jab Sneha apni shaadi k mandap se uth ke bhaag k Arnav ke book k release pe pahunch jati ;)

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ZENDAGI MIGZARA (Life Goes On)

The best lines by Khaled Hosseini after 'For you, a thousand times over'... Zendagi Migzara.. so true!!

Its funny how everyday we follow almost the same routine,we think about similar stuff, we use words like 'monotony' n 'boredom' to describe our daily lives, we want some adventure, some fun n above all, some changes.. yet when we look back after a few years, everything is different..Sometimes I feel that life is actually a series of transformations..every other phase in your life comes up with something new, with a transformation in you, in your circumstances.. People come n go, things change, we move on through both good n bad phases n life goes on..With this, I should start with this blog..

Part-1

Two years back, just two years back............

She used to be a Daddy's good girl after passing out from school... Now she feels she is ready to face the whole world, having realized its impossible to survive being a naive, innocent person...

She used to wonder why people talk so much about terms like personal life, unofficial breakups, love hate relationships n all, because they never made any sense to her.. Now she can actually write both fiction n non-fiction blogs about the same, she is bored of advising n number of people and as a matter of fact, some of them actually call her 'Love Guru'...

It took her two days to understand the route from her home to college.. Now, she often hangs out with her friends and has explored places in both Delhi and Noida her parents haven't even heard about..

She was completely tomboyish, used to think that kaajal and maskara are synonymous words, and never had a clue about words like danglers,crimping,tic-tacs,and used to wonder why girls spend money on weird accessories.. She still hates to be girlie, but she has started thinking a bit about her looks,she likes to experiment with her hairstyle once in a while ,she loves it when people around her say she looks good..

She was an ideal student at school, sincere and hardworking... Now, she initiates mass bunks, studies for minors just a week before, thinks of new ideas for farrebaazi..

.......... And she is the writer of this blog, a girl who was, is and will always be crazy.. Right now, while writing this random blog, she knows that every person of her age must be able to relate to this..She is thinking of the way how she is just the same and yet, so very diferent..the way she faced weird situations that she could have never even imagined two years back.. the way she has learnt to accept, to forgive and to move on.. and the way she realized that life goes on... and above all the way she realized the beauty of the lines " Shayad bhagwan shagwan naam ka item waqai me hai jo ultimately sab kuch set kar deta hai.. " ( This line actually summarizes all her experiences)

Part-2

The next two years.....

Being a third year engineering student, I always see confused faces around me.. Almost every other person talks only and only about future plans, entrances, career options, jobs, placements and everything related to his future..

Sick and bored of hearing the lines " Kahaan phas gaye yaar.. pata nahi kya hoga hamara..."

It was just a month back when even I was kinda worried ,and a close friend said..." Look, you haven't lost your decision making ability..Dont think so much about your career or your future..Dont worry.. Just explore all options...Some day, something great will strike to you, once you take a decision, start working, be focussed and trust me, you'll rock !"

We all have this tendency to think a lot about future..we become addicted to it in a way, we keep on thinking about it all the time.. We day dream, we over think, we over analyse and ultimately the result of useless analysis and useless thinking is- more confusion, more anxiety, more worries, more tension.......

At the end, no matter what, in spite of all the hardships, in spite of all the terrible tough phases, life will move on, as the Afghans say, zendagi migzara..
Part 3
The Present
Ultimately..Koi na jaane apna future kya hoga...then why the hell do we need to think of it.... All I know is that, two years later, my life would be different, with new people, new faces, new places.. As of now, I am already into a new phase, really excited and enthusiastic, ready to work upon things and devote time to myself.....thats it
I am listening to my heart, I feel that,wherever I'll go, whatever I'll do, I'll give it my best shot..
P.S. This is a random blog, written without any planning, in simple words.... This is just an attempt to express what I feel.... and finally its dedicated to all those people who dont enjoy their lives being worried about the future... Live in your present.. Love yourself.. Love people around you.. Love your life!!!

Sonia

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