A BRAVE ACTION TAKEN BY MY FAMILY

i had wrriten my last post on my preparation for my cousins wedding
im glad to inform everyone that we broke it.. we broke it 7 hours before arrival of
barat.. it was the decision taken by my cousin... (she looked very delicate and soft,i had never imagined that she could take such kind of decision) any ways hope for the best.. preying for her that she could get her prince charming who really deserves her very soon

yipppppppppppyyyyyyyyyyy

yeah exactlly im very excited. after all its time for shopping,shopping of cloth shopping of shoes jwellaries.. iots time for lots of masti.. and time for boys to.actually im going in wedding on 10 of december.. im priety excited about that.i have planned alot or i should say i plan for her marrige daily. what i have to wear in which function.should i wear lahanga in shadi or some thing cool.what will suit more sari or salwar kurta.i have went in to many weddings, its not the frist one but yes it is different from others.because bride is my cousin, we belong to same age group she is just 1 and 1/2 year elder then me. it was bit tough for me to accept that she got engaged and she is leaving us very soon..... she will fly away with her husband after marrige.. and yeah it is still tough for me to accept this fact that she has grown... grown so much so she has to marry.news of her engagement came with a trail of memry of our childhood.our relation ship has gone through with lots of up and downs. not our up and downs,but relationship of our elders has affected our.any ways we use to meet in our summer vacations.me and my brother use to plan alot or plan daily.....exactlly like what im doing now... we were get excited just with the idea of summer vacations.. we used to wait eagerly for that two months of our yearlly routien... the excitment was not one sided... preparation of or welcome get started with the news of our arrival it self.... the frist thing we do after coming to their home was giving our menu of food (aaj hume chiken khana hai, kal aap puding banaengi na,) we played whole day.. but can not say that was our favorait game we had lots of them according to mood,situation,place.we use to dance alot even my brother also. we had a single vedio tape of dance songs of madhuri and divya bahrtis.. and that was more then a djs collection to us.with the time passes our excitement also get fade.. we got bussy in our lifes and education.that was the best excuse given to our seperation.leter on limit of seperation increses to the artificialities in people ( i dont know what exactlly every one feel but i feel so).... but with the news of her engagdement all memories striked..... hey surprisingly there were no trace of pain full memory all of them were beautifull.. i felt i could hug her and dance with her on the same divya bharties song ( it was saat samunder paar mein tere peeche peeche aa gai don laugh its still my favorait)... and i know i ill do it very soon... and hope the excitment will be the equal on the both side

hi every one.. im here again with a new post.after a long time,actually i went to my home in diwali.it was a good trip. hince it include some bitter things also.you must be thinking what bitter.actually bitter contents as usual lectures from parents ofcourse about our career.as every normal guy or gal has to listen it..what will you do in your future,go for some good thing,we have always told you to do this but you never heard us.we want best for you,do some thing which let us feel proud on you.every thing which they have said was some how right.i know they said so because they love me and really want to seee me at a good place in future. but after all these conversation the first question that srtikedd in my mind was HOW CAN I MAKE THEM PROUD ON ME. yeah i know how by cracking some good compitative exams by scoring good in my exams by getting a good respect full job. a good RESPECT FULL JOB.so what is a good repect full job. after my graduation i have heard of this word a lot of time.but im not able to draw what is a good respect full job. earnig good amount? having a good post?a job which make others to respect us? might be sum of all these things.but when ever i think, i have obersved my self ultimatly my requirments ends on having peace and happyness in life, i kept thinking on both of the things in my whole journey of return to delhi. i thought is earning by your efforts is not respect full, not asking for pocket money from your parents is not respect full. what ever is that. what is more important fullfilling your dreams or having a good position.what if i wont get satisfied after achiving a good position in future. and what if i left my opportunity for postgraduation for my short termed dreams where i ill be after that... hell lot of questions and still on the way to find the answer.. i know i will get that if not soon then must be before my would be kid got in to this vicious circle

memories

Yesterday i went to my hostel.the place where i lived for 3 years during my graduation.Actually we went to our brothers house for a get together.My hostel is just behind my bros house.In evening i decided to go my hostel despite the fact i couldnt be able to meet my bacthy there, as they all have left the hostel in july itself.But i left for my hostel for my emotions.finaly i crossed the garden between my hostel my bros house.Let me tell you one thing our college dont have in campus hostel,they have hired some flat in a apartmen or so called socitiy.Finally i reached to my hostel ,I saw our gaurd, he was still standing at the same place looking after the entry ragister ( entry ragister is a copy in which we have to enter when we have left the hostel and we came in. it is finally examined by our hoster incharge cum warden to conform that no one has left hostel before the time and has enterd within the time).I wished him and asked about others(others include my juniors).It was my bad luck most of them were not present as they were already left for thier home "sweet home".. I came up and met my junior.. Every thing was nice till i reached at 6th floor..It was my place 602 "My flat" i saw some one eles was staying there.I knew college had hand overd that flat to his owner. I lived here for 1 year after my previous room mates have left hostel leaving me ALONE at this place.( hey i had really felt bad at that time.I had cried alot beouse i was habitual of them in last two year, I couldnt imagine how could i manage to live here without them.. i always missed them in everything in balconey of flat no 202 my frist flat in that apartment.. on the bed YES EVERY TIME AND IN EVERY THING ..) any ways i saw my flat,(im talking about 602 now) and actually looking at that flat was not so pain full i never missed that flat.But when i came down through the stairs my feet sudnnely moved towards the connector on the 5th floor.Connector is the brigde between the two buildings of our socity.I turned towards the connector to move for 9th floor which is in other building where my friend and my bacthy shweta was staying.. oh god i was forget that i dont live here and as they all.. i felt like some thing has stuk in my throat.. i looked upon the garden from the balconey near by.(my favorait place in night). the garden where we walked in evening in night after dinner.. where we sat on its stairs when we wanted to remain alone,where i have gave alot of lecture to one of my dear friend , where we have stared the boys of our socity.. how alone our garden is now.He must be feeling lonely as im feeling now. after all he has also participated in activities he has celebrated diwali with us we have colored him in holi... new year even 15th aug..all 2 years of that hostel was now screening in my mind like a picture.. i looked at flat no 109.. on the other side of garden, lights were off... it was looking empty.may be no one has come till now..That flat was not in the possesion of our hostel..Some of my friends from college lived there ..News of there shifting to our socity was good as well as bad..We were not allowed to talk with boys in the campus of the socity even we can not talk with them in radius of 100 meters from our socity campus.But still rules are made to be broken.. we took full advantage of our intercom (provoded by the socity).. we talk on that hours and hours without spending a single penny...( i realise now what a good facility was that when i have to call them through my cell phone)... we met on roof and we have exchanged lots of tiffin there ( actually i should say they gave us tiffin full of chiken or paneer and we returned them empty one) i thanked to god now that my hostel incharge was not aware of all these activity other wise i had kicked out from that hostel without completing 3 years... finally i continued with walking down the stairs And ended up at 202 ( now our mess and really it is a mess). I had tea and pakore with one of my junior and asked about the hostels atmosphare answer was as usual complains.. complaines about fresher about food rules blahh blahh blahh.. but ask me do i have any complain about ny hostel now...at last pakore was awesome

my favorait lines from madhushala

main kayasth kulodbhav mere

purkho ne itana dhala,

mere tan ke lohu mein hai

pachattar pratishat hala

pushtaini adhikar mujhe hai

madiralaya ke angan par

mere dada pardada ke hath

biki thi madhu shala

naam agar pooche koi to

kahna bas peene wala

kaam dhalna aur dhaalna

sabko priye; pooche yadi koi

kah dena diwano ki

dharm batana,pyalo ki

le mala japana madhushala

hi every one im pallavi dutta.im completly new to this world.even i dont have a good idea about blogging. i just heard of it from one of my very dear friend. from my childhood i have liked to observe activities of people arround me , to read books ,to watch how the things are happening, and at last asking question about that from my parents..... but now i want some more depth in answers, i want to share my views i want to see actually how this world thinks.. i want to experiance my life and this world by learnig new things. i thought blogging will be the best way for this... im inviting your views and will be very pleased in recsiving that..

cheers

pallavi