Beautiful expressions.... Let the eyes speak....

Finally I've done it..... Today I managed to wake up before 2 pm..... I got up at 1:30 ( ohhh what a lovely sunday morning ) and had my lunch in the mess (mission accomplished)....

Few days back, me and a friend ( naam jaanke kya karoge??? ) were having a phone conversation. Over that conversation I told him about a hypothetical situation. Here it is....

Mr. X once was senti on a gal Y, but never able to express his feelings.... After ten years:
X is in some big shopping mall, having a look over something in the shopping racks. When he turns back he finds Y staring at him.....Their eyes meets... Y smiles, X smiles back. X gets highly senti at the moment. Time has frozen. X wants to say something.... tabhi a kid steps out from vicinity and Y says to kid "beta X mama ko namaste karo!!!!"

Some words are best left unsaid,
Some acts are best left undone,
Some dreams are best left unfulfilled.
Some hearts are best left unloved,
Some tears are best left unshed.

But some, not ALL.....

Current song: ek main aur ek tu hai ( bluffmaster)
Current mood: cheezy

Want to meet a bad man? For sure I am the guy you are looking for. A weirdo with creepy habits and 'I don't give a damn' attitude for life. This is the way I am. But am lucky that there are few ppl out here in the world who cares for me. They know all about me. Still they are my dear dear friends. The are always with me. They have accepted me the way I am.

I never understand why some ppl want me to change? Just because I care for them? Just because I love them?

AM TOTALLY CONFUSED!!!!!! No am not... I don't want to change I will not change.... Love me as I am or leave me....

Thanks Bhajji, thanks Vishnu, thanks Lattoo, thanks Gupta, thanks Nekar, thanks Pandit ( double thanks to Pandit)...... Thanks for being with me and loving me the way I am.

Sorry yaaron.... If you do not understand 'some', 'a big' or 'every' part of this post, I would kindly request you to not read it.

Currently listening to: Ab na jaa (Euphoria)

Current Mood: Blue.

It seems that life has frozen. Nothing to do. Missed all the lectures today. Yesterday I've created a blog for Vishnu. I wish he carries with it.
Dint talked to M since last few days. I hope she is doing fine with her midsems.
'Aadat' is superb. Can't get this song out of my mind.

"Juda hoke bhi
tu mujhme kahin baaki hai.
Palkon main ban ke aansoo
tu chali aati hai.
Juda hoke bhi....

Waise zinda hoon main zindagi
bin tere main.
Dard hi dard baaki raha hai
seene main.
Saans lena bhar hi yahan
jeena nahi hai.
Ab to aadat si hai mujhko aise jeene main.
Juda hoke bhi......

Saath mere hai tu har pal
sub ke andhere main.
Paas mere hai tu har dum
ujale savere main.
Dil se dhadkan bhula dena
aasaan nahi hai.
Ab to aadat si hai mujhko aise jeene main.
Juda hoke bhi......

Ye jo yaadein hai
sabhi kaantein hai.
ghat do inhe
mita do inhe....

Ab to aadat si hai mujhko........"


'Aadat' by JAL.

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PART II
Some Interesting Stats about IIT
Percentage of people ->
1 .Having iit written on their registers = 99.973672 %
2. Having iit in their email id = 95.5553 %
3. Having mentioned iit on their blogs = 90.662 % bloggers
4. Having iit shirts = 65.66288 %
5. Having iit tattoos = 32.7662 %
6. Having iit stickers on cars = 15.6177 %
7. Having iit stamp under shoe sole = 2.1983 %

Just imagine... to what extent people can show off...
Everyone knows me studies in IITR but has me ever used the word IIT on me's blog!!
Disgusting!!
p.s. you must appreciate my modesty after reading this!!!!! Thanks :)

second part of the post is inspired (He He He ) by chapaat

Someone shouts: "Abe inspired nahi, seedhe copy paste maara hai."

Two men, both aged and seriously ill, occupied the same hospital
room. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives
and families, their homes, their old jobs, their experiences in World
War II, and all kinds of other things.

One man managed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon
where he could look out the room's only window, and every time he
did, he would describe to his roommate all the things he could see.
He told of a park with a lovely lake. Ducks swam on the water while
children sailed their model boats. Grand old trees graced the
landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the
distance. One warm afternoon the man by the window described a
parade passing by. Although the other man couldn't hear the band,
he could imagine it as the man by the window described it.

Finally, after many weeks, the man by the window died. The other
man asked the nurse to be moved next to the window so he could
see the view. The nurse was happy to make the switch, but when he
was finally able to look out the window, he found that it faced the
blank, brick wall of the building across the street!

" ....my loneliness is killing me,
I must confess I still believe....."

Lattoo is gone, Bhajji is far, Vishnu gaayab ho gaya and gupta, nekar n pandit are busy with their life......

Sometimes I wish ki agar life main bhi rewind aur forward ke buttons hote to kitna accha hota..... Life ko rewind nahi karta, just fast forward kar deta....