Disappointment

Wednesday, May 11, 2011 0 comments

We meet many people nd many new things in our life..... some stay with us till for long nd some leave us alone....
but one which stays wid us till we leave this word is disappoinement...
an unwanted friend no matter how much we avoid it still wants us...

even though very special people in ur life may leave u at some point of time.. but not this...

u dnt hav all ur world in all occassions...
but it meets u in every occasion...
form ur childhood to the moment u close ur eyes for ever...

when u ask ur dad something nd he doesnt get u....

when u aim for good grades... nd u fail to get...

when u play hard nd u end up loosing...

when u plan to do something special but u mess it up...

when u dream to study somewhere nd u get to do it somewhere else...

when u xpress ur love on someone nd they recjt it...

when u believe ur special to some one nd ur proven wrong...


U can never escape from disappointments. The only thing others would tell you is that, keep on trying, it's not end of everything and all the encouragement words. It'll somehow lift the burden off u , however deep down inside u, NO u can't take it. It's just too painful.
U would always say "well it's easy for some people to say, give advise".

a story i can never 4get......

Monday, March 14, 2011 8 comments


Once upon a time there lived a small boy.
He used to play on and around the tree with great joy. The tree also loved to see the boy happy.
As the child grew up he started spending lesser time with the tree. The tree was waiting and waiting for the boy to come and talk to it.
When he was a grown up he stopped coming to the tree.
The tree was sad because of the boy wasn't coming to it.
One day the boy came back with a sad face the tree asked the boy why are you sad.
The boy replied I don't have money for my toys. The tree said take my fruits and sell them so you'll get money. The boy happily plucked all the fruits. The tree bear all the pain but was smiling and happy as it made the boy happy.
The boy took the fruits and went off.
The boy came back after a few years with the same expression.
The tree asked why. The boy replied now I'm a grown up and I don't have a house of my own...
The tree offered its trunk to build his house.
The boy happily cut all its trunk and went off happily. The tree was physically hurt but still was happy for the boy.
The boy returned when he was old again in a sad expression. The tree asked why.
The boy said I'm old now and i'm tired working all my life for my family. Now I just need some old roots to rest on.
The tree said then the tree offered itself, saying rest on me there is nothing left.


The tree is like our parents.
When we are small we use to spend all our time playing with our parents.
As we grow up we go to them when we need something. But no matter what we ask, they will always be ready to give any thing we ask for.

This is the love of our parents Priceless , limitless, selfless...
It is the true meaning of love.

i told this story in my school morning assembly....
wen i was telling the last few lines. My dad was standing near the gate, his eyes filled with pride to see me on the stage.
but he didn't knew what I said. because he is not versed with english.
but all the happiness in his eyes was just by seeing me on the stage...

the day i met her

Sunday, February 6, 2011 12 comments

It was in mid of may... they were holidays for most of the colleges... but not for me.... I still have more than a month to get some ....
I was in NIT the previous night,  I went there to meet my friend studying there. It was midnight by the time I reached and i felt the place very spooky thanks to my phobia to darkness.
My friend was lazy enough to just tell me the building name and asked me to reach there to receive me. It felt like an adventure going through the secluded place (atleast at that time of the day) and the jungle around. Thankgod I reached the hostel building eventually. walked upto my friend's room in the 3rd floor where he was busy playing DOTA. The room looked something like in an abandoned home and the bed was very squeaky but it didn't matter as my body was crying with low battery warning so i dozed off thinking how over-rated these NIT's and IIT's are.
The room reminded me of terrorist moves where the incendiary are in ill lit bunkers seriously involved in hacking a govt site.
The next morning I woke up early at 6, took a few mins to realize it was not my home. I was in NIT hostel in warangal. I stood up I was feeling very weak may be as I didn't eat anything the previous day except for the breakfast. I came out into the hallway, it was all empty, may be because it was a Sunday... everyone was still sleeping except for the odd nerds here and there...
I slowly walked to the bathrooms... Took a quick bath and went back to the room....
Dressed up in the best one I had with me... I was just about to finish getting ready when my phone rang... I got a message... It was from her ... Wishing me good morning... We chatted up for a few mins... Then she said she will meet at the Imax... I said bye to my friend and flew off...

The campus in the morning light looked total contrast to my last night's experience. It was nice, cool... Pleasant... deserted... I slowly walked to the entrance having a glance at the campus... Finally was out of the college... I took an auto to the railway station... It was fully crowed... Most of them were employees and students... I went straight to the enquiry to find out about the trains to Hyderabad...He said there was a train ready to leave from platform 2... I ran like an olympic athlete... Caught the train just in time... The train was full... I thought it would better to sit in the doorway and I settled on the steps...

My phone beeped again... It was her...
She asked me where am I...
I said I'm on the way...
All I could understand was... she was nervous......
I asked her whats wrong...
"Nothing" she said
"I don't think so... You don't sound normal... What's wrong"
"I don't know ... I may behave weird today... that's the only thing I can say..." came the reply.
Then gave me a blast...
She said "my friends are following me... They aren't leaving me alone... Lets go to movie... They'll come with us... But they wont even bother us... Plzz... Understand my problem...."
I dont want her to please me for anything.....
so I said ok....
we continued messaging....
she said she reached the theater...
she said she will be sitting in the movie and waiting for me.....
luck didn't favor me that day..... the train stopped at Moulali.... I wondered why....
I was praying for the train to start as quickly as possible....
but in vain.... the train stopped there for 30 mins....
atlast the train started...
I was counting time ..... I felt like ages before reaching the destination....
atlast I reached Hyderabad.... the city where my love is born.....
yet again I became an athlete .... rushed out as fast as possible....
took an auto and went to IMAX....
I called her.... I told her to come down so that we can sit some where in the restaurants.....
but she asked me to come into the theater instead....
I started climbing the stairs.... and there she was... the gal I've been dying for....

she wore a blue denim.... white shirt with a cream jacket on it.....
her hair was straightened... (it used to be curly before... i love it curled)
she was looking at me... with a ticket in her hand...
adjusting her hair....
trying hard hide her smile....
controlling her emotions....
I reached her.... cuddled her in my hands....
I felt like I've won the world.....
I kept staring at her... we went into the theater....
sat in our seats.... I never kept my eyes off her.....
held her right hand with mine.... she was wearing two rings...
I looked around... when I found every one was busy watching the movie... i reached for her... kissed her.... she blushed.... tried to take her hand off me... but i didnt let it go.....
we've spent an hour talking to each other....
and atlas the movie finished....
we went to a restaurant.... had our lunch..... I never took my eyes off her....
atlast she had to go home.... as her parents are very particular about her reaching home in time....
finally she left.....
I returned home.... thinking of her..... all the way....
texting her... and talking to her....
till date..... and till I am alive.... I can never forget that day ever.....
it was she who has made it a very special day in my life.......