Knowing the hope to live….

Well this article is like a sequel to my devil friend.. Nidhi's article. I agree that hope makes you to cling to things…. And agreed that hope always doesn’t define mental bliss… but that’s how one’s life go… you see your dreams crumbling.. but then you also get the chance to see your dreamy world getting some real shape… things don’t come thick and fast … n I have persisted with my beliefs with their strengths and weaknesses and that is how I have known the hope to live. I am building a new dream now which is like a child to me. I pamper it, I save it, I cherish it and I love to see it grow and it is growing endlessly with the hope that it will grow into reality. Its too early to think upon it like that and to people of real world it may see ridiculous but then dreams don’t have a real shape until it is fulfilled. The entity for the dream is my true love; the experience doesn’t seem to be natural, and it’s a whole new experience which is hard to describe in words. I hope the spirit of my dream knows the essence of it and doesn’t let me revert to the prequel!!!!!!

hazaaron khwahishein aisi (to be contd)

Chand palon ki khushi hai
Jo ek yaad mein simat ke reh jaati hai
Intezaar hai to sirf us pal ka...
Jiske liye raaton ka chain ujadh jata hai
Us pal ka.. jab yaadon ka karwan haqeeqat ka rukh qabool kare

Aapke chand lamhon ke sahare ..
In yaadon ko chehra milta hai
aapke har khwab ke zariye
humari khwahishon ko aasra milta hai

Khana Khazana

The crave for food is one of the basic cravings I guess in ones life…. Well rite now I have to satiate my hunger with the daily meal of chicken patty n bread n a glass of juice… seems a boring thing to gulp each day but am not a proper cook …. Sitting and thinking of proper food reminds of so many occasions……..
Certain places of Allahabad will always be reminiscent to some fond memories …. The dhaba food at BABA KA DHABA, the masala pepsi in Civil Lines, the proper adda at Softy Corner and catching the glimpse of SOME of the hot babes….n also catching some friends red handed wid their galfriends …. N how can I forget the hub of youth n the best of babes…Hotstuff …the place was less explored by me coz of money constraints but never failed to accompany my closest friends n babes there!!!! Oh n then was the Saraswati ghat… one of the most scenic places at my place…. I guess the present Allahabadis will def take this as being a story 5 yrs ago… coz the present one gives a different picture……. Arrrgggghhhhh how can I forget the samosa n the gulab jamun infront of Gautam Sangeet n Darpan cinema halls …
Fir aaya mera Indore life …….. Food seems to be the essence of this city… wherever I used to go there was some place to satiate ur tummy….. be it CHAPPAN, courtesy my GRE coaching n normal time pass. Then SHARMAJI KE POHE was a treat for the hostelers any time. Pasha ki biryani was no second fiddle which was our time spending zone while returning from Khajrana, yeah I know that’s weird that how can one have biryani while returning from temple…but that’s how it used to be the luring factor with that being the sasta..sundar.. tikaau!!!! Nightouts at Rajwada n Sarafa added to the delicacies….. No matter how I could never found trouble wid food habits…. Even being out of home!!
Then came the videshi delight which included all cuisines like American, Thai, Mexican, Chinese n Italian.
More will be added to this when the dishes are explored more………..

I have become so numb……..

The darker side reflects in my irritation, my weird behavior, my failure on relationships and especially when I see the failure in my deed. But that’s when you encounter reality bcoz reality bites!!!! The next day I wake up with that pain but heal comes automatically when the brain runs in all directions to find the savior……..

I look down and out, I look for my own space, I look for the help, I become impatient to know my destiny, I look for real love, and I look to go home. The crass remarks hurt me and the resolute to end it snatches my innocence. I go on being an unorthodox, I go on being a resolute………and I start thinking…..why I have become so numb……..

And I wait for the tomorrow’s sunrise to bring hope for the dawning sun.