I, the Wanderer

Oh damn! Religionists are back again With their sharp intellects and innovations.Now they want a piece of cake to relish their growing appetites.Their respective faiths are more to them then their own conscience.The two parties involved have been on war since the time of their births.Hate has always been their best friend and their best weapon too.Now they want their land back.But its not at all surprising anyway.One must have been sleeping since years until it realized it has lost something and one must have been drooling around thinking its all his.They are no ones but Hindus and Muslims, respectively. So here they are, fighting for their Gods, lands, statues, cemetries, boundary walls and their respective places of worship. Even though some of them have given up the topic sensing its not worth fighting for, most of them are still running their heads like bullet trains.They dont care they are getting aged, they dont care India still is an under developed country, they dont care for...

How do you feel when you face dust storm?? Hide behind a tree only to get drenched by windy rain, and finding you have no option left, You get out of the umbrella just to feel hailstones hitting you, And post rain, you shiver as if you were in the middle of Antarctica??  The Answer is...................... "AWESOME!!!" Its just one of those days that you dont want to end........particularly when it rains while you are at India Gate.. Welcome.........WINTER.........Welcome Now what are we going to see.........Glimpses of FUN.....!!! Thats it. No words. No If-No But My Mouth Is Shut..... India Gate   He Is Probably Trying to Get the Water into his ears!! The 2 Cracks and One T.C.     And twice we both came on TV.........the same day..... And induction motor starts the same way.......... BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR......................

At the ENTRY THE WHOLE GROUND IS FULL

If only i had waited for Danish i would have missed this. I think its good that i cant wait for things to happen. I kept calling him but he was asleep. Twice he got up and answered the call "Abhi aya" and dint turned up till 5 45. And i got so mad I cudnt hold it anymore when i heard those crackers far off. I called him again (in a hurry) and told him that it has started. I myself disconnected the phone, got off from the swing and told my nieces (both watched my face as if they were scared) to get up. CHALO. The same old LETS GO disease sprang up in me.IT FELT SOOOO GOOD. It was awefully crowded as if whole faridabad had assembled there to see Ravan being burnt down (Next blog dedicated to crowd). And i took that hell of a thing with me, my Olympus.Yeah!! So could I have afforded lack of space?? No, i just cant. When i want space, it just happens to come to me. So there was that big old love of mine, a Tata Safari with no people around. I had my one feet on its tyre and the ...

It has been simply a quick month, it has passed like nothing.I am not sure where I am. I wake up in the mornings in my own bed and just after 2 hours i realize I am in New Delhi. While teachers are speaking out their wisdom, I am usually lost. Lot of times I have been questioned regarding the topic being taught and everytime its the same expression I carry,"Ummm...Ummm." Sometimes Barinder prompts and sometimes Aditi, just to save me from being asked to leave. Its been Fuccha all the way (and some other personal thoughts) that have started giving me some clarity of vision. So "yes mam/sir" during attendance is only for my physical presence as mentally, I am absent. Anyway, its been 7 months since i joined FB and its been hard for me to convince myself of any reason. Firstly, i was a hell lot confused how to use it. So I outsourced my confusions to Nikker who, as usual, never complained. She rather laughed when she heard my password. So my account settings are stil...