Ecstatically Your's

Read some where and its worth sharing........

10th grade

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As I sat there in english class, I stared at the girl next to me. 
She was my so called 'best friend'. I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine.
 But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and
 asked me for the notes she hadmissed the day before. handed them to her.
 She said 'thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheekIwant to tell her,


 I want her to know that I dont want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, 
and I dont know why.

11th grade

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The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. 
She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart.
 She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. 
As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine.
 After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep.
She looked at me, said 'thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheak. I want to tell her,
 I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy,
 and I dont know why.

Senior year

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The day before prom she walked to my locker. 
"My date is sick" she said,"hes not gonna go" well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade,
 we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together-just as 'best friends'.
 So we did.Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step.
I stared at her as she she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes.
 I want her to be mine, but she doesn't think of me like that, and I know it.
 Then she said- "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
 I want to tell her, I want her to know that I dont want to be just friends, 
I love her but I'm just too shy,
 and I don't know why.



A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before Icould blink, it was graduation day. 
I watched as her perfect body floated likean angle up on stage to get her diploma.
 I wanted her to be mine-but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. 
Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as i hugged her.
 Then she lifted her head from myshoulder and
 said- 'you're my best friend, thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheek. 
I want to tell her, I want her to know that I dont want to be just friends, 
I love her but I'm just too shy,
and I don't know why.



Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married 
That girl is getting married now. I watched her say 'i do' and drive off to her new life,
 married to another man. I     wanted her to be mine, but she didn't see me like that,
 and I knew it. But before she drove away,she came to me and said 'you came!'.
 She said 'thanks' and kissed me on the cheek. I wantto tell her,
 I want her to know that I dont want to be just friends,
 I love her but I'm just too shy, 
and I don't know why.



Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my 'best friend'.
At the   service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. 
This is what it read: "I stare at him wishing he was mine; but he doesn't notice me like that,
 and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, 
I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! 
'I wish I did too...' I thought to my self, and i cried



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Part 1:- Amidst uncertainty which always glooms with me defying all the odds finally YES finally post almost 3 years in service the LTC was long due I oops rather we finally manage to pull it off. Sameer , Lalit, Prem, Munna, Raman, Rajesh, Mohit, Prem and me (Amit kumar singh) had previous stints of numerous discussion, multiple location and sessions after session went in vain but its true sometime u decide things in a whisker. The consensus was unanimous for Sikkim (the land of mystique. It’s been about a week but when I raconteur I feel delighted ethereal and the experience was surreal. Though it is almost difficult to express some of the things we experienced and confine them to lucid language because u need to be there to experience the pristine and tranquillity that prevails there.

Day 1: Delhi->Bagdogra->Kalimpong           Date: 24/01/13
 Distance: 1500 Km -> 75 Km
 It was an early start of the day we had to assemble at New Delhi express metro station by 8 in the morning as usual i was running late and which in turn resulted others excuse of following my footsteps. Well we finally reached airport terminal 3 and to our surprise the flight was running my was (haha late by an hour and half), We had an enjoyable and extended photography session at the terminal. So i was suspicious and anxiety gloomed as i was about to get hands on with my first short with flying and yes that felt great the best of the feeling came while takeoff and at touchdown. It was an exceptional 2 hours of my life flying. So we reached Bagdogra and we had a nice start as our driver was already waiting for us to continue to next leg of our journey. We set off to our voyage on a high note with 6 days of nonstop travel and exposure to the land of mystique and less known. Our transfer from airport to the 1st destination involved rigorous and some skilled driving alongside devastating and lucid river testa, we passed few hydro power projects under construction to our surprise we were informed that in few years the road the village we were travelling through would be submerged and would be galloped by Teesta. It took nearly 4 hours and tiresome journey for us to reach Kalimpong.
High’s of the day: My 1st flight : Travelling alongside Teesta for almost 50km : surreal landscape

Low’s of the day: tiresome travelling
Day 2: Kalimpong->Gangtok Date:25/01/13 Distance: 80 Km Exploring kalimpong : it is small hill town in west Bengal with some magnificent and vivid landscape, from vast mountains to a river flowing through the valley and above all we had our 1st stint with mount Kanchenjunga from our hotel window. We conquered one of our fear of height here as we plunged into the 1st opportunity of paragliding at deolo hill, later we went to Durbin Dara monastery to our bad luck the head lama at monastery died a day ago hence the entry to the monastery was restricted to lama’s and to other Buddhist. We ended our day with moving from Kalimpong to Gangtok with another adventurous road trip.
High’s of the day: paragliding the experience itself felt great, as soon as I jumped from the cliff and my legs left contact from ground I felt sane WITH GAINING altitude and the gush of cold and pure air made me believe things were real and it was me flying- flying high, rising. I never wanted to come out of that utopia. Though what i felt was ephemeral but would certainly remain with me forever.
Low’s for the day: None what so ever for the day Click here for Kalimpong’s photos travelling

Day 3: Gangtok->Nathula Dated: 26/01/13 Distance: 55 Km

Conquering indo Chinese border on the eve of republic day, another day with vivid feeling from patriotism to gusto in every member of our group, Respect for our border force and there can be nothing that can compensate to what they sacrifice for protecting us, Nathulla border is somewhat stifle from the outer world and one need to get a prior permit to visit the place. The day also embarked travelling to baba mandir and Tsomgo lake which is holy for the local sikkimies.
High’s of the day: altitude of 14200 ft Sub zero /below zero temperature and u can literally fell your heart doing the extra work to make u breathe Vivid landscape at that altitude Yes snow and the spark that make you were sunglasses and can arouse the child in you to play with snow and throw snow balls at each other. Low’s of the day: 2 of our friends suffer due to high altitude and yes cold that can make u go numb but you might fell in love with it for sometime. Click here for NAthuls's Photo To be continued........

The My Side of Me:

We humans are ubiquitous, so blitzed with work and things around us that we forget small pleasures and there wonders. We are in an age where being funny isn't funny, where we rarely sing aloud and shout celebrating our success. We are vortex by our day to day problems, probably if we consider and ponder we would figure out those weren't problems were just confinements and the only obstruction was taking the 1st step.

 When I think back I realize that the last quarter of the year that passed was completely washed off with similar thought process and so called problem which leaves me with a question. How creative and fruitful my approach was? This simply means I was part of the problem rather than actually trying to solve the problem. We humans acclimate very well and for the rest of the world delusion works wonderfully. We tend to live in a parallel paradox world with multiple roles to play and eventually we forget who we are and gradually we become an adversary of our own individuality. 

                                                                   The materialist needs and the aghast of failure has outwit who we are and converted us to feel breed and sense things the way others do. It took me fairly a long time to introspect and realize how far and rather how pirated I have been. The things that made me happy once hardly made any sense now. I had to depend on excel sheets to keep track of my sinking account. Gloomed and doomed I eventually had to get back to my old friend “The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari” a splendid creation and marvel. So I would not be quitting my job but have really found the ways of discovering happiness, as far as things are concerned it’s probably a nice start to new year with new promises and aspiration. Few Important agendas this year:- TRAVEL  TRAVEL &  Photography