Life in a magic world

Life is a wonder that none can define, it gives you lot of surprises... good and bad memories, love and hatred, pain and pleasure..... everyday you meet new people, but few of them remain in your space, several faces remain with you for long time, BHU is a home, that we all find a different culture, when a new student comes, its an ocean of differences, but in a short span of time,it becomes a part of your emotions, the same old hostels that hosted lakhs of students, the corridors whisper the stories of adventures, the mess that remind you the face of maharaj, the wahing room where you all dumped your dress, most notable thing, your partner in your room, the walls of room remind your pesence every corner...... walking in the hostel road, push you to your good old days, your favourite places, VT or Madhuban, Triveni or Naveen....... but Lanka is a place, where every one loves to move in the odd hours of night , in the shades of electric light and sleepy trees...

A sleepless night ... lot of thoughts plough the mind time and again,  got a sleep in the early morning .... but it made me through a tough journey of life and death. first..... shown a broken laptop.. a break in the laptop key panel of my toshiba... second  .. I was in a friends home, where a mourning was taking place then i moved to a flooded area, whch was near to my friends place its not a sea or a river, but thepaddy field near to our home... boats and ships are passing near by, all of a sudden a speed boad came with a tailer attached it sank in the water, when it took a u turn, but retained its movement in a quick way two other frends and me also moved to a small country boat, the boat moved to the other side, after few minutes the boat drowned in water, i tried to swim to the shore, could reach with much difficulty but found that many are missing, I become sad and started worrying again.... Then the fied become clean and paddy ...

The day was hot and humid till noon, but clouds cover the sky by 2pm Humidity level shot up fast but the heavy wind started blowing at 3, the sky is filled with dust and dust every where for almost 10 mns. Lightening and thunder for another few minutes, signalled the arrival of a heavy rain ahead, the small drops gained momentum, lead to a mid day storm and a heavy shower , cooled the earth as if it waited for long. the sky get clear after half an hour, sun appeared thorugh the shades of clouds, to bring smile back in the face of the mother earth again.. it seems clouds are the sorrows of the earth, when the grief hounds her, it is expressed throgh the darkness in the air, as the smile is going away from face, the whispering appears as thunders, and hair moves around her face through the wind. tears appear in her face as showers, the anger and greif washes away in the shower..... when the mind gets cool, smile appears in the face again, through embracing t...

The train reached Madgon at 6 am, right time. Went outside to locate the bus. Mr. James was the local travel agent in Goa. There were two mini bus waiting for us outside. When we board the bus, Tikdam came to me that we have to move in to another bus. Peter was the third person who came to pick us, but this was a quite surprise for me as the entire dealings were with Mr. James. Peter demanded compensation of R. 2000 for the mistake committed by Tikam, and asked for immediate payment. The situation seems to be irritating, but as there was no other option, and the mistake is committed by ourselves, I agreed to pay him the transfer charge in the evening at youth hostel. With a disturbed beginning at the early morning, we have reached the youth hostel at Mapusa. After breakfast that day was scheduled for the beach tour. Starting with Dolphin ride and moving to Baga, Anjuna, and ending at Calangute for water-sports. The water sports was really an exciting one as there was lot of adventure...

The day went peaceful as there is nothing much to do than visiting the local temples and museums. By evening moved to Kovalam. Kovalam is really a dream place where our stay was arranged at a hotel near lighthouse. The location was quite fascinating as there was a very picturesque view of the beach. That day evening was meant for the seafood adventures. Crabs, Shells, Muscles, Lobsters, Prawns and variety of sea fishes attracted attention of the students. Many of them are seeing this variety of seafood items first time They found themselves interested in moving around different restaurants, check the menu and last ordering some of the mouth watering dishes. Unfortunately, many of them placed order, but waited for hours to get their orders on the table. After hours of wait, many of them returned to hotel with a dull face as they didn’t get the food ever after a long wait. In the evening, our friend in Trivandrum had arranged a bonfire programme and every one was highly excited to move ...

In the morning Amit told that he is having some problems with stomach and needs immediate medical attention. I advised Depak, Amit’s friend and the driver of the bus to go the hospital immediately and get the medicine. We all got ready for the friendly session with the students of Tourism in MG University. The interaction session planned at M.G. University was really an eye opening. The Vice Chancellor of the university addressed the joint session for an hour. Faculty member from Tailors University, Kuala Lumpur and students of MG University. Another coincidence was Mr. Tony, the key speaker for the day was my close friend and class mate for 5 years of my higher education whom I was meeting after a gap of almost 8 years. The tea session went further, by taking down the emails and notes of the students. By the time Amit came back to our place, after taking medicine from Carithas Hospital. Moved to Kumarakom, where we had to catch a boat to Allappuzha. Every one was really excited to ...

Slipping in to the bed by 9.30 pm, outside town was really cold. Every one seems to be tired. Afraid of getting late for the next morning everyone went in deep sleep, except someone who had a habit of whispering adventures of their life all through the night. Woken up next day morning, we moved to Rajamala, National Park under Eravikulam division. The trip to Rajamala was exciting, but after reaching the spot, we found a long que waiting for their turn. After a bit of confusion, every one moved in to the que. after getting ticket, we found that the bus which can accommodate only 20 people and now the team have to be divided in to two. Slowly we moved upside to see the much awaited animals....... 20 minutes drive to the top offered lot of dreams to our students as they felt that there would tigers roaring around, lions gives them blessings and langoors offer them bananas . Nothing happened other than the surprise that is it a national Park or some isolated ...

Way to Munnar : morning 10 a.m. we started our day. Prepared for a 4 hours trip. The shifting of luggage from the hotel to the Bus put our sholders down, as the heaviness of luggage made us tired even before reaching the bus. The bus started rocking soon with the favourite numbers and the young energies flown like anything in the air with yellings, shouting and stamping. Satya, Ruchi, Sumit, Rohit, Neeraj, Naveen and a number of other faces moved to the aisle of the seat to get a chance to dance according to the tone.... Dance made them to think of eating something and soon the hands were filled with a number of homemade items to spread among the fellows. The journey was in quite progress. We decided to have our lunch and breakfast at Adimali, 28 KM down to Munnar. The place seem like a moderate town and we were in search of the food. A hotel found just ahead, I just moved in. Asked the waiter for the menu, uncomfortably he told that meals are available with other items like fri...

hummid and hot day, as if the mid summer has reached Kochi in January. Every one was eager to go hotel and change their dress and fresh up. Dushyant came to receive us at railway station and it was high moral support for our students. As advised by DP we moved by autorikshaws to the hotel located at Broadway. once I reached the hotel, we came to know that Tarun lost his bag which contains cash and mobile alongwith dress. HOrrible... the issue started on the very first day... tokk the same rickshaw to back with Tarun. The driver was scolding in local language about the irresponsibility of Tarun that he cant even take care of his bag. Stopped the vehicle near the railway station and started searching the roadside shops. no response. found a police vehicle near by and went with our complaint. Police directed us to the aid post /prepaid taxi counter. the moment we reached there Tarun identified his bag. The police fellow was suspecious and asked several questions. Tarun opened the bag and...

11.01.2011 . A normal day in the cold winter of January. The day was exciting for us as the educational tour of MTA was to take place from this day. The scheduled departure of the train was at 9.15 pm from Varanasi Cant. Railway station. Every one was asked to assemble at 8 pm at the entrance of the station. One after another everyone turned up. Devendra, the tour coordinator was actively running around to check all students have turned up, esp. to find the defaulters who didn’t make complete payment. The display board in the station showed that train is running late by 4 hours. The estimated time of arrival is now 12. 15 am on 12 Jan. The night is entering its deep embrace with chilling cold wave. Veerubaba and Ranju found a place that is suitable to keep ourselves settled down in the MCO area in the first floor. The chitchat of the youngis invited the attention of the MCO offcer, and he didn’t forget us to warn that we would be kicked out of the place if we wont shut our mouth An...

Each day of the year, seems to be a new day, but The very first day of hte new year seems to be pretty new and Fresh... Its a matter of fact that how each one sees their life.. Every day brings a mix up of happiness and tensions, but some days bring you more happiness than pains. The day you forget next day waits with much stress Every moment is a test, Each one before you reflects you something, That stays bak in your memory forever, even if it takes away from your memory, will come to your sense when you feel it ... Another year of .... tests, pleasure and pains...

The days are colder in every sense, Mist and smog cover the sky, as the same cover it in the mind too. dont know how to speak to thos people who are difficult in all sense to live with and o understand me too. My life seems undergoing a tough time again, loosing the patience with lot of anxities, it hooks my heart and gives me pain, never ending and never lasting too. waiting for the days to pass, to releive from the boredom of life, the day I can fly around and cut-off all the bonds of life....

Dont know, am right .. But life gives me a glimpse of different phases of love.. that came out as the outcome of love .. when you search some one for love, you wont find the same one you look for, when you get someone who loves you, then you have no choice other than accepting it... it make you excited to see, to talk or to spare time with your beloved, you find it intersting to share gifts and your goldent moments it make you sick in the absence of your beloved one you wait for a call or a msge to you awake from bed, the true love force you to forgive and forget make you accept good or bad side of your lover, you may wish the whoe life to spend with your sweet heart But what happens when things wont work out, when there is a serious misunderstanding between you and your closeone hatred and fight may give you you unhappy life, you may wonder that love can curse you as well. the thoughts of a hurt partner can make you more sick that time it ...

Don’t know how I woke up so early that day. Perhaps the call of Dr. Pravin (hereafeter Pravinji) made me to open my eyes and check the time. Its 7.15 am. Too early to say bye to bed; at 7.30 a.m. At least it was too early for me ! The rays of morning sun peep through the windows. Temptations to see the morning beauty of Kanasar build pressure in mind. Loud voice of Capt. P.K.Singh (Hereafter Capt. Sir) and Pravinji from the woods. Tracing them through the half opened eyes and slipping steps I am out of the guest house now. What these people are doing yaar so early? Capt. Sir is holding Praveenji, whereas he is trying to have a full snap of the thick forest cover in front of our guest house. It strike my photographic sense, and thought I should also move out to capture something left over. Deodar trees add shades with the mist that hold the mountains as if the embrace of love between desperate lovers. The rays of sun come as a villain to separate them….. No word is sufficient her...

Dont know what to write but only ine thought comes again and again life push me the boundaries to decide the survival or to the end