खर खर खर्राटे.....

ये घटना  दिसंबर २०११ की है | कड़ाके की ठण्ड पड़ रही थी और हर बार की तरह भारतीय रेल अपनी समय सारणी की  धज्जियां उडा रही  थी | मैं इस वृतांत का हिस्सा तो नहीं पर जब भी ये वाक्या  याद आता है , मैं अपनी हंसी रोक नहीं पाता | मेरे बुआ की पुत्री  की शादी थी और मेरे पिता जी माताजी चाचाजी और चाचीजी एक साथ यात्रा कर रहे थे | गाड़ी आपने निर्धारित समय से काफी विलम्भ  से आयी थी और रात्रि के करीब १० बजे ये लोग ट्रेन  पे सवार हो गए, खाना तो इन  लोगों ने पहले ही खा  लिया था  सो सब सोने की तैयारी मैं लग गए | पिता जी  एकदम उस्ताद थे पलक झापकते ही नींद के  आग़ोश मैं समां गए  | करीब ५-६ घंटे सोने के बाद इनका उतरने वाला स्टेशन आने ही वाला था सो सब सामान समेट  कर  आपस मे  बात-चीत करने लगे | पिता जी ने यूं ही मजाक मे  माताजी से कह दिया कल रात तुम इतने जोर से खार्राटे ले रही थी की मैं  सही से सो भी नहीं पाया इस तरह  भी कोई जानवरों की तरह सोता है | माताजी एकदम अवाक रह गयीं और बस इतना कहा की एक तो चोरी उस पे से सीना जोरी | मानो बस इसी  बात की इंतज़ार मे  एक सह यात्री बैठा था, भरा हुआ और अपने धर्य को रोका हुआ | वो अनजान  यात्री हांथों को जोड़ता हुआ विनती करते हुए पिता जी से कहता है भाई साहब मैं आपके आने के पहले से अपनी बर्थ पर सो रहा था अचानक ही मेरी नींद  खुल गई ऐसा प्रतीत हुआ की ट्रेन अपनी पटरियों से उतर गई  है और बस मैं आपने जीवन के आखिरी छन  को जी रहा हूँ  | मैं उठा और पसीने पसीने हो गया पर नींद खुली तो सब कुछ सामान्य था और आप डरावने तरीके से खर्राटे ले रहे थे | मैं पिछले पांच घंटो से अपनी सीट पे बस आपके जागने मात्र  का  इन्तज़ार कर रहा हूं | एक विनती है कृपया आप यात्रा करते समय अपने सह यात्रियों का भी ध्यान  रखें और मैं और मैं भविष्य इस बात का ध्यान  रखूँगा की अगर आप मेरे आस पास की सीट पे यात्रा कर रहे हो तो मैं अपनी यात्रा अगले दिन के लिए टाल  दूंगा | उस वाक्ये को पिता जी यूँ तो हमेशाही  हंसी की तरह लेते  परन्तु जब  भी मैं उनके लिए टिकट लेता तो वो हमेशा ही स्लीपर क्लास की टिकट लेने पे ज़ोर देते  क्यों की स्लीपर मे  ट्रैन की आवाज़ इतनी होती की उनके खर्राटों की आवाज़ कहीं खो सी जाती | 
पिताजी अपनी आलोचना भी बहुत सराहनीय तरीके से लेते और यथावत कोशिस करते की जहाँ संभव हो सुधार किया जा सके | बास खर्राटों पर  ही उनका ज़ोर नहीं था | पिताजी की हर यात्रा वृतान्त रोचक ही है  |  उनके जीवन से जुड़ी कुछ रोचक घटना अगले पोस्ट में | 

the hidden spark

This particular book falls into the category of motivational and self-help. It is written by a duo namely Vikash and Smita. Both the writers are young but it is rightly said age is not a factor for judging one's wisdom. It is once knowledge and experience that makes him wise. What makes this book interesting is the chapter wise presentation, easy language, and well-illustrated examples. Reading this book made me realize the simple mistakes I made and how just a small change in attitude can make a lot of a difference. It is rightly written in the book "The change begins within". The first half of the book is about self-improvement while the second half familiarizes us with strategizing, personality building, and some universal laws of basic management.
Real People Real Stories section is quite engaging and it comes right at the end of each chapter, that makes it more valuable. Some reflection on the life of successful people is well crafted.
The Book is a good read.
Overall rating is 3.5
Well crated and is certainly of good help.
Would like to end with a quote-"Age is just a number, maturity is a choice".
https://www.amazon.in/Hidden-Spark-Vikas-Trivedi-Smita-Agarwal/dp/B0754732GG/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1506344378&sr=8-1&keywords=the+hidden+spark

Equations of a being…..

Reading this particular book was an enthralling experience. The writer Ashutosh gupta has been eloquent in expressing his felling and desires. Reading his work made me aware and realize someone else’s perspective on trivial issue and was agape by his writing skills and his proficiency in language. He certainly possesses exemplary writing skills. Good work Ashutosh.

About presentation of book:

1.       Book is represented in form of chapters presumably different stages of life of different emotional phases.

2.       Uncluttered spaces make book reading suppler.

3.       Book shows the tenacity of the writer.

About the book itself:

1.       The book is profoundly written.

2.       The chapters are well contrived and it is easy to go through.

3.       It took me 2 hours to finish the book as its contents were well sought out.

4.       The book content stands out and it shows it is well contemplated.

https://www.amazon.in/Equations-being-who-gathered-Moss/dp/194769703X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1504363044&sr=8-1&keywords=equations+of+a+being

Why Should I love you…?????

A great initiative by Half Baked Beans, and good work always pays off. I received the book before scheduled and amazon has always been apt. Well the writer Kamal Paneru has fascinated me with his was of storytelling. As the book progresses his choice and plot seems realistic and appropriate. This is not just another engineering college romcom rather a story that deals with love pain triumph and it also deals with an aspect of orthodox society. The story has been beautifully woven around protagonist an odd call that changes into friendship which with time evokes love and lastly resulting in loss pain and agony. Kamal I would certainly be reading your second book.

Spoiler alert:

Protagonist Raunak is smart lad intelligent modest and simple his character will make you correlate if u have ever been in love. A small-town boy who has high morals and values. Another important character is Juhi lady love of Raunak and her character is strong and holds the story together. Juhi comes from a family with orthodox values and strict rules for a daughter. I felt pity for what juhi has to bear and it is a harsh reality of our prevailing social stigma that we bear. While megha was a breath of fresh air for the story. The book deals with some issues that is not much talked about. The story is captivating and made me finish the book in a single sitting.  I would not reveal the plot as one must read to find it out and feel. Writer must be perplexed regarding the ending….

http://www.amazon.in/Why-Should-I-Love-You/dp/9384315559/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1502975542&sr=8-1&keywords=why+should+i+love+you  

                                    

2013 Done and Dusted - Part 2

                      February marked to the beginning of new era when our friends started marrying and settling into there lives same happened to our group and the 1st one to fall was Rajeev Ranjan aka aapna Manta. The event saw a reunion of old pals and those momentous college days were relived sitting and having a gala time by road side in front of Patna Mahavir mandir was fun.
                         April again kicked in some action back into my life finally we planned and pinned to our prolonged delayed idea of white water rafting and camping by Ganges in Rishikesh. To add to it we ended up bungeeing as well from India's   only adventure zone Jumping Heights.The feeling was immaculate omniscient. The nearing ground vanquished my fear of height and fall to death.
                         loosen up live the life you have always dream't of because there are certain that are due to happen and all we can do is enjoy or disdain its existence.
      June July marked to a voyage of life time this one particularly was to pacify our religious desire, our voyage took us to the beautiful land of J&K our road trip began from Delhi with 6 folks and tons of excitement for Srinigar. Then saw places like Gulmarg Sonmarg Pehalgam and wandered around Srinagar.and someone rightly said the true heaven on earth is Here. We winded up our site seeing and buckled our shoes for the ultimate trip of our life "The Holy Amarnath Yatra" into the wilderness to holy amaranth caves of Shiva Ice Lingam. We started our trek to holy caves from Pehalgam. The serenity and view was pristine ethereal and our sole presence to those sacred land fulfilled the acrid desire of our voyage. I felt blessed overjoyed to have witnessed the folklore this tour ended us getting blessed up at holy shrines of Ma Vaishno Devi and then we headed back to Delhi preserving all those memories deep down within.
                                           
                               September took me back to Munger to witness my first Encounter with flood in Mighty Ganges and its effect to the commoner, Ganges  show us how tiny and insignificant we are in comparison to the vast extent of forces of nature.water Submerged every inch of land around its vicinity. Eventually November saw me getting married and courtesy of which ended up getting the longest leave of my life about a month. Getting married have brought some sense of responsibility and so far it has proven out to be a roller coaster joy ride. Arranging a new place and all hard work have paid off and am all set to begin life's new chapter and luckily have been blessed with a very understanding and talented wifeee Shipra.
                               
                               December brought some unexpected news of grief and sorrow my wife lost her mother, it came in as a shock to every one in the family. It altered the course  of which we have planned our due course of life. I too have missed her as have not been fortunate enough to have witness her company but she was a cheerful lady, elegant and beautiful human. It was a very tough time for Shipra and the time ahead are again tough and critical, just pray to god that she holds it together.
                           December end saw a pilgrimage to the adobe of Lord Krishna in Vrindavan and Gowardhan Parikrama of 21km bare foot the darshan of lord banke bihari was sublime bliss. The entire year was a joyous ride met few great people Raman Munna and Firmed friendship with few Sameer. Identified some some not so great people.

Life is always unpredictable no one is sure enough of what it has to offer all we need is to be prepared to enjoy the available stances be brave enough to handle the catastrophe life has to offer .
            CHEERS TO LIFE CHEERS 2K13.
                       

2013 Done and Dusted- Part 1

A year comprise of 365 opportunities 365 beginning for a better tomorrow 365 new possibilities. Optimism for better days ahead and dawn of a new day.This post of mine is not about new tear resolutions, I know I have failed in past to keep up with them. Its rather about acknowledging 365 momentous days I lived in vitality. When i reminiscent to the days that have passed I feel blessed to have witness a lot in a short span.

                                     It is Rightly Said " WHO LIVES SEES BUT WHO TRAVELS SEES MORE "

Will at-least try to summarize this blog eventfully introspecting diligently to the details.

         2013 started with a bang was blessed with almighty's blessing at Ajmer Sherif Dargah and Lord Brahma (World only Brahma Temple) at Pushkar. Being in pushkar was a total bliss and marked  an amazing beginning to the new year. Sitting in trance and watching the sun set by the Brahma Sarovar was a delight. The small trip marked my first voyage to Mighty Rajasthan places visited Jaipur Ajmaer pushkar not to forget pushkar might be small but can render you with some serious gastronomical issues its a foodies paradise.
  Late January marked another tour to the land of mystic mountains Sikkim,this particular trip started on Jan 24th and ended on a high note on 30th Jan. We traveled to some exotic and pristine location one can think of.

• 24th January Delhi -T3 to Bagbogra to kalimpong(WB)
• 25th January kalimpong local site seeing transfer to Gangtok
• 26th January Nathula pass 
• 27th January Gangtok Site seeing  transfer to pelling
• 28th January Pelling site seeing transfer to Darjeeling
• 29th January Darjeeling site seeing 
• 30th January Darjeeling to Bagdogra to Delhi T3

We witnessed some some of the most beautiful serene place in this world what I felt was priceless, travelling by picturesque teesta river paragliding snow and witnessing 1st time below freezing temperature was  numerous of such encounters.

                                                                                                            Continued.........

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

**********

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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