Driving passion

A week ago after attending the wedding of Sara's sister, I headed back to home but this travelling experience was different than a usual one for I was travelling via car, no not because it was a Volkswagen car (okay okay a bit because it was a VOLKSWAGEN!) but more than that because it was being driven by my friend Amu! I was mesmerized, amazed, transfixed, spell-bound and what not!? Amu took her heals off and pressing the accelerator and handling gear and steering wheel she drove the car with full confidence. My eyes were on her and hers on the road but sometimes on me too, for no offense I was caught spying on her driving, though I wasn't doing that intentionally but coz I was impressed! Phew! I explained it and relived we were. She was confident and controlled driver. I hope it was not because her Dad was seated next to her and her Mom behind her Dad!? :-P But I loved the confidence of her parents on her and to let her do what she desires.
There were people trying to break her cool by not allowing her to overtake from their right and she believed in following rules she learnt while learning driving and didn't overtook wrongly by their left. I'm proud of you Amu, coz you can drive a four wheeler, a bike, follow rules and make me always laugh by your bindas doings! :-P
:-D

Up till now my aim was to learn driving scooty but now it's also to learn driving a four wheeler! Oh how I wished I had a vehicle! :-|

Winter walk

For safety reasons, like every other woman I'm too bound to do things that are considered safe by myself and my parents. It involves thousands of things to be considered coz no one want to take risk of lifetime regret. Hence my willingness of going on a morning walk was at halt since I didn't had any company coz my company was on vacation post exams. Finally when she returned we planned the timing and thankfully our parents agreed to let us go out early in the morning out in each others company. Gathering too much crowd I don't like hence I didn't talk about it to anyone else but Sara! We were excited that one of the to-do-list particular will get marked as done yesterday. Just after exams I was engaged in the process of gathering accessories of comfortable morning walk. I bought track suit, shoes I had, socks and now since it's winter, my favourite season, I had jacket too with me! Everything was set and I set the alarm of 6am for I had to left at 6.30am and we were to meet at common point at 6.45am! I was excited and curious too. After sleeping for late till at least 8am I was a bit worried about getting up at 6am again! Though like all my lazy friends I'm not one who can't get otta bed early, in fact I'm a morning person and I love getting up early and doing something energetic, but there should be some work only then I find it reasonable to sacrifice sleep. Where as my friends are too lazy and not at all morning person. I also feared whether she'll wake up on time or I'll be left waiting at home, in ready to leave condition, for her call assuring that we are going. Since it's been long I've not slept early coz I am use to sleeping at around 1-2am after reading book. I was not sleepy and decided to read my current novel. Finally at 1am I forced upon to sleep so that I can wake up as I was equally worried to not leave my friend in that waiting condition. Even before alarm could ring I got up thrice and watched time. It's still time to wake up, I said to my worried brain and ordered to sleep till alarm rings! Alarm rang and I got up at a stroke. It was cold. Finally winter has knocked in Mumbai! Nothing is more happy moment than enjoying cool breeze of winter early in the morning. I got ready and messaged for assurance. I got a call back from Sara who sounded just-otta-bed like but thankfully I was wrong and she was to left from her home. I waved good-bye to Mom and left too. We met at discussed point of meet and went to the road where I knew people in large amount come for walk.
Cool breeze was entering into my system making me chill! For a start we walked for half an hour or so and had our genuine talk while walking. We noticed the surrounding, different types of people who come. It was inspiring to watch so many people caring about their health to wake up early and take effort to live life in a healthy way. There were many old age people too. I loved the scene. The walk was more enjoyable than I had thought. It was very thrilling from inside. Finally, I made one of my dream come true today that too safely.

On return journey, there was one seller selling oranges looking at which my dear friend was too tempted to eat them. I had money thankfully and I helped her in fulfilling her small wish against her help of fulfilling my big wish.
Thanks Sara, again, I know! :-P

Tomorrow morning it will be day-2 hoping to pick up pace and walk for more kms too!

Oh winter, I love you! ;-)
I wished if you could last forever! :-)

Dual identity

Being Mumbaikar you are not necessarily a Maharashtrian in fact mostly you're either born in other state but you belong to Mumbai coz your parents are settled here or you are born here but your parents who belong to different state are settled here in Mumbai hence you are other state person!
But even though you are born or born and brought up in Mumbai still your origin does stay with you. The mother tongh that you speak and the state to which your parents or grandparents belong do have importance for you. You stay connected to both places, one as your birth place or origin and another as your current place of dwelling. Being Indian regionalism of course doesn't affect us much, except few people bringing cheap politics into it otherwise we always feel proud to be as who we are born and also of place we are brought up. Similar is case when we have IPL or elections or any other occasion we do show special interest in it even if elections are not held in Maharashtra but at state where you are born, where your relatives stay you do belong to it and of course where you stay everything happening here will matter. Unity in diversity in India, I had studied in schools but it's importance and meaning is felt once you experience it.
I'm proud to be an Indian, a Mumbaikar and Rajasthani! :-)

Flaunting and flattering doesn't work always :-P

Remembered old days, came across a pic of mine and one of friend of GMCS, and the story behind it. I couldn't stop laughing after looking at that pic. :-D
It was traditional day and all the boys came dressed in Sherwani/Kurta sorts and girls in Saree!
It was a great struggle to wear Saree and travel in trains and auto, walk and climb stairs! But I succeeded along with all others! ;-)
During lunch break everyone was having photo session. GMCS was more of photo sessions and less of communication skills! ;-)
There was one boy in the class who was very mischievous, in fact the most mischievous person I've even see of 20's age group! :-P He was asking each and every girl for a personal pic with him and not the usual group pictures. After every click he seemed to be flaunting that no girl can deny me ever in front of his friends. I found it fishy! I was noticing him saying that to his friends. Soon my turn came to bring him down to earth from the sky where he was flying with his pride of being able to impress girls! ;-)
He came near me and I said, NO!
His jaws fell to earth and I just couldn't stop laughing looking him like that! He pretended to look sad, tried to flatter me but I was firm. At the end of the day after making him realise that he isn't hero, finally I called him and we got pic clicked together.
It was FUN!
I never did that to anyone but then there is always first, more so if anyone flaunt the joy of bringing him back to reality is awesome! ;-)
:-D

No nonsense acceptable! :-|

One day when our maid, who is always very much in hurry and busy, who always run away even without informing that her work is done but when we find her missing we have to conclude her gone, came for work Mom could catch hold of her and asked if she would like to have TEA coz to our previous maid we would give tea and breakfast. Her reply was, today I'm getting late! And she went.

Next day Mom prepared it ready by the time she completed her work so that her time is saved and that day her reply was, time pass mat karo na!
And Mom was stunned o_O and was like, ja fir! :-/

All of us others who noticed the incidence were ROFL! :-D

From next day whenever our maid comes one of us ask her for tea and another answers time pass mat karo!
And we all ROFL! :-D

Life of all working people is really busy no doubt but few are very serious about it like our dear maid! :-)
:-P

Lunch BOX

It is a story of people who are lonely despite of everything. Many women give their whole life for the happiness of her family, her husband, her children but very few times their sacrifice is understood and valued. It goes unnoticed mostly.
Many men realise it but sometimes it's too late!

There is a woman who doesn't know how to make her husband realise of the forgotten love between them. She tries to reach his heart through his stomach, as they say, har adami ke dil ka raasta uske pet se hokar guzarta hai...
But she doesn't succeed into the task as the lunch box reaches the wrong destination which turn out to be right. She shares her story with that unknown person who eats the lunch box prepared by her for her husband. This man is a government officer, old, rude, ugly, lonely too and about to take VRS and shift to Nashik after it. He is a widower.
They both exchange letters with each lunch box.
He give her tips as to how to bring back her marriage to life again but nothing seems to work. Sooner the woman realises that her husband is having an affair but she found no way out to leave him. Her father suffers from lung cancer due to smoking, her mother seems short of funds to even sponsor her husbands medicines. She had already lost her brother years ago when he commits suicide for failing in exam.
Her neighbor is one with whom she has a good report, they share recipies, gossips and help each other via a window. This neighbors husband is under comma since ages and she looks after him in hope of if not getting well but at least he being there alive for her.
One day the father dies and her mother discovers that she had been always worried about how she'll react when he dies but when the incident happens she found herself relieved of the burdened relationship that she had with her husband, that it was more of compulsion than love that she was with him.
There comes an incident where some women commits suicide by jumping from the building with her young daughter. The man after knowing this starts worrying about her and gets anxious till he receives the lunch box. In the lunch box the letter describes about same news. The man tries to make her understand that life is not about killing one self and it's never too unbearable to live it. While sharing these letters man too discovers what he has lost in his life. A dear wife who when needed her he too was not present then to enjoy the life with her but was busy into making money. Now when she is dead the loneliness creeps upon him and makes him rude with even small kids of his area whom he doesn't allow to play and if by mistake their ball lands into his gallery he doesn't return it to them and asks not to play near his house. There is one man whom he is supposed to train as he will be substituting him after his retirement. He even misbehave with this trainee and talks rudely, doesn't answer his questions and even go from office early but doesn't teach him. The trainee very patiently and modestly greet him daily. As time passes his loneliness too get side tracked with the letter that he writes back to her and it brings change in his behavior too. He starts interacting with the trainee normally, even shares his lunch box with him. Once even visits the trainee and has dinner with him and later becomes his guardian, as he turn out to be an orphan, in his marriage. Now he allows children to play and give back their ball.
One day the woman asks him to meet her at the venue and time written in the letter. He feels very excited and even gives a thought of not taking VRS. He gets ready like a young man going on his first date, he is nervous too.
She waits for him at the restaurant and waits and waits but he doesn't turn up. Next day she send him an empty lunch box with neither food nor the letter. The man accepts his mistake and writer to her that he did turn up and see her but he didn't found the courage to meet her coz he realises that he was too old, that he never realised when he lost himself in the walk of his lonely life and he found it unethical to meet her.
The woman complains the Dabbawala about the wrong delivery of her lunch box and asks for the address where they delivers her lunch box. Along with her daughter she goes to the office but soon she realises that the man has retired and left for Nashik.
She returns home and writes last letter to the man saying that she had sold her jewellery and packed her belongings and after her daughter returns from school she'll be leaving for Bhutan. Once when she had mentioned it into the letter the man had replied he'll come along with her to Bhutan.
She hopes that the letter will reach him if it would be destined to!
Kabhi kabhi galat gaadi bhi humein sahi manzil pe pahuncha deti hai...

Reaching destination...

Early morning, I boarded local train and luckily got fast one, also got seat to sit which we rarely find in early morning journey and that too in Mumbai Local! I was Happy that I got seat to sit properly and was very happy that now I'll reach my destination easily and quickly! :)
But the happiness couldn't stay for long when more than reasonable time passed and the train didn't move even an inch from the station where I boarded it. Everyone was restless and clueless! People started moving out. I still waited... Waited and waited... But it didn't move nor was there any announcement for commuters. Finally, almost whole train got emptied. Soon, I too decided to leave the best place and the best train I could fetch. I didn't wanted to but I had to if I have to reach my destination.
I stepped down and I noticed that on the parallel platform there was another fast train about to come. I managed to board it. I could fetch 4th seat which I don't like much. I peeped otta window of train to see earlier train, wondering if it would have started after I left it? To my relief, it was still there motionless as before! I was worried if this train too doesn't start but it did start on time and later I realised that it was fast train that I got again. After a short while I got 2nd place and was comfortable with the journey. Few stations before my destination I got window seat too! :)
I reached my destination safely and on time.

Moral of the story:
Sometimes you might fetch the best mode available to reach your destination but not necessary that it'll be best in real terms.
You might have to take risk in life to change your mode but after deciding to change it never worry about what if I wouldn't have decide to change. Think twice before taking any decision but never regret after deciding on anything.
Sometimes it's good to change your views than to think that there is only one best possible way of doing something. You never know there might be many of them. But if we stick to one forever we'll never find other ways that might give us same results.
Reaching to destination is important than through which mode we reach.
Sometimes the luxurious journey may prove useless if it can't make you start your journey at all and might also not make you reach your destination but a bit of struggle and hardship may do it right. So what's important is that you reach your destination and not much about how you reached.

As we've heard, NO PAIN, NO GAIN!

Lost humanity

Switch on any news channel at anytime of any day there is one news fixed, pick up any newspaper daily on front page one headline is fixed- RAPE!

What kind of a place I'm living in I wonder? Is this the kind of life I'm looking for being a woman? This life where I don't know where I'll be teased, accused, molested, sexually harassed, rapped, by any person, no now a days it's group of persons, life where I'm not safe anywhere, nowhere! At office there are men, at streets there are men, in train, bus, auto rickshaw, at shops, bridges, lanes, on internet and at home too there are men and there are these devils too amongst them.
Is this the life that I'm looking for that at the end of the day before sleeping I have a sigh of relief that I'm safe and alive today but I don't know what my tomorrow will be?!
Being parent how can a mother even think of protecting their little angels from the devils present at every walk of life?
If not before but now definitely being a girl is a curse because we've such devils on this earth all around. But I guess I would still prefer being a girl than being a devil!
I don't know if our law can protect a woman or not but I guess we should definitely take incharge of our safety in our hands. We need strong self defence training to strengthen ourselves and show who is strong!
If there exists caring Goddess Parvati who is sweet and nurturing then one should not forget that when the devils try to do their evil acts the same Goddess knows how to become Durga and save her right and self respect!

And for devils, if not anyone can punish you on this earth but I still hope God does exist to give you result of your deeds!

These Days

Its been more than one and half month post exams that I'm busy doing nothing, yet occupied with stuffs that had prevented me from blogging! Actually one of the true reason could be peace of mind, that is what is been lacking. Not finding place where I can sit all alone and think.

But I've been doing many other activities these days.

Watching Movies are one of them. I'm watching them very randomly irrespective of them being new or old but yes interesting or something new that's what I'm trying to look as a filtering factor. Old and unseen category, I grab it. New and unseen, I grab it as well. Seen and interesting and of my taste, I don't allow to slide it away.

Next thing that I'm doing is Reading! But only when I can concentrate completely, I make a point. I'm a person who needs complete silence when I'm reading or at least no disturbance maximum possible. I sleep in day and read at night. That's my way these days. Or if happen to during day then I end up being deaf and dumb as when others are talking to me I'm just not able to give my ears to them as am that involved into the story! But without forgetting to give credit to the writer who can arrest his reader by their fine writings. Finally, by involving into avid reading I'm trying to clear up my piled stock of books and eager to buy new ones.

Fortunately or unfortunately my TV was suddenly sick and took 3 complete days to get back on tune. I must tell you, when unemployed life without TV is worst than at hell! No entertainment, No life. I felt. To this friends messages involving discussions about soaps made me more sad and gave me insecurity and urge to catch up with it.
Thanks to the internet that I could watch few of my serial online but that could be possible only after they get telecast on their prime time. People around me feel, I'm gone mad or something. And inner voice tagged me addicted! I accepted it. All this will be soon gone as I'll be back to work some day and watching serial would be again a dream like I dreamt when I was in my articleship. Again there are people who are highly talented, who are working hard to make their viewers eager to catch up to the next episode of their storyline. All great story, acting, cast, etc contribute to a viewer dying to watch its episode and end up watching it online when her TV is not working. Great job guys!

Reading books have also made me realise over a period that writing too isn't any cake walk! It takes great efforts, greater support of people around and greatest of self-determination! Being writer is great thing in itself, then may be its comes to second that if your book is best seller or not. I must admit that I've started respecting writers more than ever I did after reading few of the recent books.

Another thing that's happening in this leisure life of mine is chatting! Not that addictive about it than only with my BSP. We've sms pack now and since past 4yrs it's been now that we are not in touch with eachother for so long. Though there have been many times that we have met post our exams with some or other reasons and if no reason left we plan out a movie out together, or a night stay at each of our place. Once in a week we have met as of now. But future prospects are diminishing. So we decided to chat, again during day we find ourselves busy with our own homely tasks so we chat at night, under the sheets! Hiding and seeking! Like couples! He he he... Sshhh... Don't spread it, but we are normal don't worry! He he he... Just enjoying our loving friendship and Singlehood together, that's it! He he he...

Next things that is to be talked about is, Yes, rainy days. Though it took so long for rain to come as almost whole of June passed without a remarkable rainy day. But thankfully, rain is here. I wanted it to come soon for I was at home to enjoy it without getting wet! Having a view of rain from your window is the best thing to do.

10 days Passed

Hmm... Unbelievably 10 days have passed post exam I have been busy with many things in these days, may be that's why I felt that 10days passed by so quickly.
Have been to ISKON, Juhu, one of my most favorite destinations! Then of course a fool would come back from Juhu without going to Juhu Chaupati, isn't it! ;) So I had blast over there. Then other days I went to Siddhivinayak, again the next peaceful destination. But being Tuesday, it took me 3 hrs to get in the temple. But God is great, you know! Then from there we went to Nehru Planetarium, I had never been to this place before due to some odd reasons and now I got the opportunity to be there though we reached there at 2pm and the show was of 4pm but where there is a will there is a way. We passed out time by clicking 100's of pics, all contains ME, hope no doubt! :) Then from there we went to Charni Chaupati, even here I had been for the first time! I always saw it in T. V. during Ganesh visarjan, as we all know! :) I had Gola (I don't know the other word for it, if you feel it hard to understand then) wow, its so tasty, I had it almost after so many years, mixed flavor, also proof pic of this memorable incident! :p
One day I went to Metro Junction Mall, Planned for a movie but could not succeed... ;(
I haven't yet been to Fame there, don't faint at this please... But I saw "Ek Deewana Tha" just for BSP, she was going is going crazy about this movie. I liked it but not all that very much that my every message to someone would contain some memories of it... But I don't mind it, we could easily bear each others madness, for that matter... :) Her thought is that since we saw it separately and not with her hence I didn't liked it! Really!?
Today, finally Mom catch hold of me and we did lots of cleaning, I'm tired like anything. Thankfully IPL is ending today, I'm fed up of it! Hope it ends completely, I'm bored yarr...
Confused about my future, want to explore myself more, lets see what I find in ME...
Have list of movies to watch, haven't found time to watch them, will now watch them first...
Also have lots of books to read as well, will then read them too...
Phew! Many things to do and it's one one poor person me, lets see what all things I could do in next many days of leave left with me...
Till then...
Take Care All...
Have Fun!
Enjoy Life!

I'm still alive

I was on audit at G. T. B Nagar, it's in Harbour Line. I had to report at 9.30am. I left from home around 7.45am. All was well. I got the desired fast train to reach Kurla in the expected time and then I got ticket for G. T. B. Nagar and boarded train as well. Its just next station from Chunabhatti.
I was standing in the train and was waiting eagerly for it to start but it did not listen to me but soon I listened an announcement that there was some problem in that route and passengers are allowed to go from other route i.e. from Sandust Road. I got down and crossed the bridge and reached the platform from where I can get the other routes train, though it was too long cut  but could not think much on it and was waiting for the fast train towards C. S. T. to come, so that I can get reach Byculla and then from there again get down to slow route and go to Sandust Road and from there finally to G. T. B. Nagar Station.
Train was to arrive, there was crowd than usual, or may be not, but since I had never boarded train from Kurla that I felt its crowded. Train stopped, people quickly got down, those who wanted to and others quickly started getting in like me. I struggled hard to get in and with my right hand I grabbed the middle rod and with other hand one of the doors handle. I didn't had space to keep any of my foot. My colleague was to my left and she too was in such condition. She then asked if we should leave this train as there was no place. She still had her footstep on the foot board, I was struggling to keep at least one foot. Before I could decide to get down, the train slowly picked up and finally I answered my colleague that train has started and we would not be able to get down, our back was facing the platform. We were asking people to get inside. I was still struggling to keep my foot. Finally my right foots toe found some place. Soon I noticed that I'm too much hanging out of the train. I was in the very first ladies car towards C. S. T. There was one luggage car between the first ladies and the drivers cabin. The boys were shouting at me to get in quickly, on the other side my colleague was shouting that she will fall. The boys again shouted that there are pillars and if I were to hang out this much I would surely get hit by them. I leaned my body inside quickly as much possible, as I saw one of the pillar approaching. Finally boys asked the driver to halt the train for I was not able to help myself much. There was no place for me to get in. I was still on one toe but my hands had good grip. The train stopped in between for few minutes. Ladies in front of me were begging others that were ahead of them, to get inside for I was in danger.
My colleague was too shouting out and was almost in about to cry situation. Soon there was some space. I could now keep my both footsteps in the train. My colleague got in completely. Train again started, slowly. I was still on the door, but with fair space, some inquired if I'm fine? Some scolding that I should not take this much risk! Boys were still staring and advising that I should get in quickly and not wait and hang till the last moment. I was not able to control myself and was only smiling at them for unknown reasons, if you would know me, it's my normal behavior. I always smile :) Boys were staring me with a question mark on their face as to I'm some mad person. I thanked them. My colleague was looking at me and I could see her, she was shivering. Looking me laughing, she too smiled. Boys were still looking at me that I'm smiling, they don't know me so they were very much puzzled. As, if there would have been any other girl in my condition she would have till now cried buckets of tears according to one of the Aunt. Soon my stop was to come and I got in heading towards the next door where the station would come. There was so much of crowd. People inside were asking me, if I was the one who was hanging and I was nodding. Then they gave me all their  advice, some got angry as if I did it purposely. Never mind, I heard all of them patiently. Finally I got down and thought that finally there would not be any more questions and wise advice. But before I could conclude this relief one girl inquired if I was fine? and I replied that I didn't got hurt and am very fine.
My colleague was getting emotional about all this even though she was to my left and she had both her footsteps on the train and was still shouting at the top of her voice and there was me who was relaxed even though others panicked looking me and that too if boys react so seriously it indicates that the matter was actually serious. She was looking at my face and I was still smiling.

We then boarded train from Sandust Road to our final destination. And we reached the audit place at 11.30am where we would have reached if things would have worked well around 9.45am.
So plans change!

That li'l angel

I was in train, listening to songs and saw this li'l angel running here and there. She was a dark but her beauty was very attractive to force me to come out of my music world. I was trying to stop her but she was outta reach. When the lady next to the seat of mine called her out then she came to a stand still mode for few moments. The lady bought few bindi packets from the li'l angel and she paid her. I was staring at her continuously, she noticed me and gave me a smile. I smiled back in anticipation and asked for the bindi basket to buy some. We were still smiling at each other for some unknown reasons. I started search in the basket to get few bindies, in the mean time she again started running from here to there collecting money from people who bought and still to pay and to those whom she had to return the excess amount. I was done with my selection and was trying to fetch her to ask for the price that I'm supposed to pay her. I called her twice and She never heard it, finally when somebody asked for the basket that she remembered that I exist and came running to me and requested, didi ho jayega to unhe de dena and was about to run back but I fetched her and finally asked if she can take out some time and tell me how much I'm supposed to pay her?! We again smiled to each other and I gave her money and She was supposed to give me the change. She again ran to somebody and got me the change. She was to return me Rs.40 back. She was in front of me with money in her hands but she was doing something. I was by that time looking at her with some thoughts in my mind. Finally, she was done with her stuffs to which I thought that she was calculating the money but what she did was then clear to me when she handed back to me those 40 rupees change.
She had placed two notes of ten above and below and in between she folded the rest two notes by folding them in halfs horizontally and then folded all of them in to half. I looked at the creativity and smiled. She was waiting there in front of me to see some reaction. I thanked her and we again smiled to each other.
I was wondering if she could wait for few moments and have some talk with me but that was not possible she took her basket from the lady and settled everything and was about to get down. I searched in my bag to see if I have something for her, but I didn't had any chocolates to give her. :(
I knew that she could not wait more and finally she got down with her stuffs.
May be she would start some Other Journey!
May God Bless Her! May she always smile like that :)

Other side of the coin

Me: Hi, so you are looking out for jobs?

friend: Yeah, I'm trying for Finance but it's tough to get there everyone wants minimum 5-7years of work experience!

Me: Ya, I have seen few vacancies on our institutes site whose requirements were such. I wonder how you can get experience until you actually start working. :)

friend: Let’s see if I get calls, I've applied at few places.

Me: All the best!

friend: So what would you like to do after you get the degree?

Me: Don't worry me don't like finance much...

friend: Ya ya, you Women always have some different criteria. You all want a job where there should not be much work, timing should be after 10am but you should be leaving office before 6pm, you want 5 working days job and weekend leave, blah blah...

Me: Yup! You are right bro, because Woman know that after 6pm our family also needs us, when she will reach home there will not be food ready on the table but she will have to prepare it and keep it ready so that when her children and husband comes home she can serve them hot food when they are hungry. She knows that her children would need her for sharing their schools activity, they might need her to help them with their Homework; they might wish to spend Sunday time with their Mom. Others can come at home and go but for her it's not just a Mansion but a place where they dwell so she has the responsibility of its cleaning and dusting. Even though Men and Women would have spent equal amount of sleepless nights in studying, even though they would have worked hard equally at the workplace, even though their aspirations would be of achieving the same success, even though their Parents spend same sum for building their carriers but we always forget that the nature has itself made Woman different from Man. She can work with equal enthusiasm but she also knows that she is the one who is supposed to take care of her family, she is the one who is supposed to leave her Parents house, the one with whom she had spent so many year even though she love them so much but she has to leave them for that one Man even though you may call that Women are too emotional but she is the one who face that separation. She knows that she is supposed to carry a baby in her womb for 9months, she is the one who is supposed to take those pains and mind you those who go through only know it. Even though you may say that Woman is weak but God knows who can bear what and so he has decided who should bear that pain as well. She is the one who knows that her baby needs her, at that time she don't think that she had spent sleepless nights and studied but she knows that she will have to spend more sleepless nights and take care of her child. She quits her job and keeps aside all her aspirations which she had when she was young and single, but she knows that with time she needs to change her priorities. And she even knows that soon her child would forget all her sacrifices and may be when he grows up he would be more proud of her father that he is a Director but not of her mother who might be having equal degree and opportunities but she would have sacrificed all this for him who now thinks that Women are less successful. How many Men quit so that they can take care of their children? I haven’t yet heard of even one! May be my short of knowledge but I can bet that the ratio will be not that countable.

Don't forget, behind every successful Man there is a Woman. Had this woman have not been there you would have been forced to at least share the chores. It's her modesty that she quit for you, so that you as a Working person can grow with your aspirations and dreams and as a child you can know the values and love of being a human. It's comparatively easy to strive at work than to see your dreams dying in front of you or rather kill it by yourself with the known fact that this sacrifice of your might go overlooked. But the one who do so much will definitely not think such credits. She do it for she knows how to love.

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2-chocolate's Flying Kiss :****

Day before yesterday, I was heading towards my office and was in train. I saw a lady with her daughter (Around 2 year old!) There was no place that they could sit & I was sitting from a while and offered the lady my seat so that she can be comfortable with her child.
The baby girl was very very cute, with small hairs above her neck, her eyes had kajal in it, she was looking very cute. She cuddled her mother and was gazing at me with shyness. I gave her a smile and I was standing next to her.
Suddenly I remembered that I have few chocolates with me, I searched for it in my bag and luckily found two eclairs and gave it to her. Breaking the shyness she quickly grabbed them from my hand and kept one in her jeans pocket and was trying to unwrap the another. I asked her to give it back to me so that I can unwrap it, but she feared if I'm going to take it back! 
Bacche bhi na, kitne buddhu hote hain! :D
She helped herself very well and unwrapped it but then she threw the wrapper in the train before I can snatch the wrapper from her hand. I bent down and picked up the wrapper and kept it in my bag!
I got another seat in front of my original one. The baby was by now finished with her one chocolate and took out the other one from her pocket. Then the scene was wonderful, as soon as she unwrapped, her mother took the wrapper from her hands before I could get conscious about it and kept the wrapper in her bag. I felt amazing that, sometimes you can learn from others acts and without much taught by somebody. I hope she continue it and put those values in her baby as well.
Soon my destination came and I got up from my seat but was wondering if the baby will wave me a good bye, and surprisingly she waved me a bye and gave me a flying kiss and I too gave her a back flying kiss and good bye. See how simple and easy it was, give babies chocolate and they will always love you! :)
I LOVE KIDS! :*

Rain Bath

Day before Yesterday, I didn't had classes and while going back home, suddenly it started raining very heavily. I was in the rick and was sitting in the corner. The rain water started pouring on me, as it was raining along with the cool breeze. I was half soaked in water and half dry.
Soon my destination came. I got down and started walking towards my apartment. I had books with me which I had bought for my lil' bro. So I rushed & tried to keep my bag protected from rain.
I was wet from head to toe, there was no electricity & I was not able to see the stair case, but as soon as I stepped in the building electricity resumed. I ran towards the home. Mom opened the door. I handed her my bag and started giving her smile, she sensed the wickedness in it and asked me to get in quickly. I said her that please Mom, she tried to pretend as if she didn't understood anything. I begged like I did when I was a child. (She would say, I'm still a small child, who is stubborn) And finally she allowed, I ran back to down stairs and finally went to get the bath in the rain.
Yes, since I had bag with me I went back home or else I would have planned it on my own. After all how can I ever miss this golden opportunity?! Where I didn't had class, it was raining perfectly heavily that one can get shower, I was already wet, I didn't had umbrella.
Wow!!!!!!!!
I got down, but the kids of my society were in the home and were staring me out of the window. I didn't wanted to be blamed by their mothers. Hence, I decided of taking a walk. It was such a perfect moment to be enjoyed. I was a child once again though for few moments but still, loved it.
But in happiness, I moved too away and it started thundering too loudly. I kept my cell phone back at home, Mom was tensed about me. I was also a bit scared by the way it was thundering.
I went back home. Mom scolded me a bit, but Chalta hai ;) She loves me after all.
I then took shower, and soon started sneezing. This was bound to happen, everybody know. But iss sardi mein bhi ek mazzaaaa hai.........
aaaaaacccchhhhhuuuuuuuuuuuuu..... (Oops sorry!)

Lal Baugh cha Raja!

Today, going to Lal Baugh for the first time.
Wanna experience that Magic that all others have shared with me, when
they visited. I'm going for the first time.
They say you get the opportunity only when God wish you to get it.
I'm getting it this time.
Will share my experience in the later posts.
Ganpati Bappa Moriya! :-)

Mr. Late is better than Late Mr.

Read this slogan near Kopar Station and few days back, implemented as well! :D
Was with the director and we were discussing few points with regards to the Audit which I'm recently doing. My watch showed, time to leave but while discussing things you just can't stand up all of sudden and say that you want to leave as you have class. It's secondary then, work also needs dedication. Finally when I left there was only one chance if I would have caught this particular train it would have dropped me on time. I rushed very hard and reached on time as well soon before train was to arrive and even the crowd was like any other normal day. It was time to board and as soon as I caught the pillar of the door and was about to step up, train started. These new local trains picks up speed very quickly. I immediately left the pillar because there was no place to keep even single leg and I would have fallen out of it. Have never tried such a thing before nor intend to. But have seen people doing such dangerous acts some succeed some fail, the cost can be your life. I can't gamble with it. Hence prefered being late than being Late.
So I guess, getting late sometimes because of some uncertain reasons is okay that trying to play with your life.
Though I'm still sad about it but can't help... :(