187. 2009 - You suck it bitch!!!

Dear 2009,

I just don't know why am I writing this.You've been such a pain in ass for me.During this long year ,I've lost many things.After a blissful 2008 and a painful 2007 ,I banked on you to bring happiness in my life.I thought you would not be another year and I would cherish every moment that I live in this year. I don't give a bloody damn to you. Since you have hurt me. Firstly I have lost my very own close friends. People who once used to be my good friends disappeared and now they don't wish to be friends with me. I won't curse you since its your time to go.I have wasted all my time in just waiting for something which would change my life. Well it did happen and one day the good news arrived .But Alas! it was late.

Nevertheless you have been kind at times. The birth of my little nephew on 28th March was one of the best moment of this year. You have showered less happiness upon me.Firstly ,everything was against me when I felt I would be at the top. Eventually I landed up in some strange place struggling to get up.I wish I would soar high and attain success.But I was wrong. Recession had still its impact in India and our joining was delayed by 6 months. I didn't make any resolutions just because I fear I will not go by it.I fear for all damn thing in this world. I lost my good friends.Never mind but you know how much they mean to me.It just takes a word to break bonds and relationship.But why such thing happened to me? Why me? .You know how much I miss them.They would be close to me.Just close to me . 2007 was another miserable year just like you.But the amount of pain I suffered then was nothing before you.I was pneumonia struck with broken limb. My studies got hampered so did my happiness. I failed to realize the worth of my life.I just believed that my life was just over for me. But thanks to some one special .I have some one to stand by my side in difficulties, to give me a tight hug and say " Hey Stibumama, I'm here!" . That was the blissful event that happened to me in 2007.2008 was full of fun and happiness in my family.Sisters project in Milan,my campus placement,birth of my niece were few of those things that happened in my life in 2008. 2009 was painful to me and my family.Relationship would break just because of small reasons.I never knew the impact it would create would actually create problems in family.I made really some good friends this year. I would like to thanks Sreya - partner in crime, Vidhu -mot, Karthik,Shruti,Esther Evelyn,Sowmiya and Neha S - circuit.These guys are my wonderful friends. I met some one interesting this year. A girl who did made me smile at times and equally hurt me each time.I never knew people here hated me. She was some one whom I liked. The unusual kind of friendship approach and status messages were different.I thought that I she was more than a friend to me. But she wasn't.Why do you befriend some one if you don't want to? Hurting others is really bad.After last nights chat I lost the respect I had for her.Sorry I considered her as a friend and now I regret for her friendship.It was humiliating for me. The way she treated me at 1 am was an insult for me. Never in my life I would talk to her.I am feeble and feeling low at this time.I regret calling her last night.I don't wish to see her again in my life.

I just wish that 2010 will be a better year to every one of us.

Thanks for messing my life,

~Solitary Writer~

PS:A Very Happy new year to all my dear friends in blog ville and to all my readers ,followers and fans.I love each one of you.Thanks a lot .A happy new year to you and your family

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186. The Curse of the Damsel - 3 ( End part)

~~ This is a fiction work and all images have been taken from deviantart.com

continued from Part2

Julia was sleeping peacefully .The constant smile on her face while she was sleeping was a sight to observe.

It was 5 am when Stella woke up.She would always get up before the first light of the day.The sun rose and it would display a spectrum of different colors and shades. Stella uttered her morning prayers as usual . She went to the garden to water the plants and trees. She would sit at the garden and return back to her room after few minutes. The early morning weather was beautiful and it was a perfect morning. Stella was still in the garden enjoying the morning sunlight. After watering the plants she left for her room. By then it was 7 am.

She climbed upstairs to the room where Julia was sleeping. She rushed up to wake her up as she was getting late for school. A thousand shock awaited her as she touched her grand childs body. Julia's skin was burning like fire.

"Oh God! what has this poor kid done ?," Stella dipped a wet cloth in salt water and placed it on Julia's forehead.

Julia could not go to school because of the persistent fever that she had.

"Kaya, leave us ,leave my granny," Julia murmured while she was asleep.

After few hours Julia got up from sleep. She seemed to have been tired after a hectic work at school,the previous day. She laid sprawled on the bed as her granny woke her up.

"Good morning Granny!" Julia wished her granny.

"Good morning dear," Stella held her grand child tightly and kissed her.

They took their break fast together.

"Granny, you remember you promised me something?" Julia curiously asked.

"Julia dear, first you complete your breakfast then I could tell you the curse," Stella said to Julia.

Within no time ,Julia ate the bread rolls and got dressed up. She sat on her granny's lap.

"Granny ,tell me now," Julia asked her granny.

" Julia dear, Kaya's childhood was miserable and a disastrous one.She was a loner and it was her hardwork that fetched her fame in Bollywood. She was starving for love, all that she needed was some one who would cherish her life and live with her together. She wished to live her life blissfully with that some one. It was the shooting of a movie called 'Waqt Kahega' which was a hindi movie and was Zaheers entry to Bollywood. Kaya was paired opposite to him in that movie. They both fell in love and finally tied knot." Stella paused.

"Then what happened granny," Julia reclined on the sofa.

"then.. they both lived together happily for few months. By that time Zaheer would write me and we would remain in touch through mails.One day Kaya came to know about our relationship. She came to know that I was pregnant with Zaheers child as she read a letter of mine.She asked Zaheer, but Zaheer would not budge. He said everything about us. She could not accept Zaheers infedility. She was emotionally hurt and broken.Her heart collapsed and she was shattered.She dreamnt of building castles together with Zaheer,but she felt that Zaheer had cheated her. Her ruefulness can be justified. Why would a woman share her husband with any girl ?" Stella said.

"Granny you're right!," Julia said with a straight face.

"Kaya,argued with Zaheer and she threatened him to kill herself.Zaheer could not tolerate all this.He thought of splitting with her and leave her forever. Kaya who was emotionally hurt and broken made a biggest blunder of her life by setting herself on fire" Stella stuttered.

"Oh shit! Granny what was the curse?," Julia said.

"Since then any male belonging to Zaheers family or related to Zaheer by blood or by any mean would die a mysterious death and would not return back home once he leaves his country,"

"Zaheer died while he was shooting in Poland.It happened one month after Kaya's death. No one knew the exact reason for Zaheers death. Julia dear,your father Ashley died in a mysterious way in South Africa while working for a construction company," She sobbed.

"Oh god, Granny Jeremy is in Germany for his presentations ," Julia was scared.

Jeremy was Julia's elder brother who was in Germany for his official work.

"Dear, I pleaded him not to leave Englad. But. But , he did not listen. It was an important meeting in his life and he said he had to leave for Berlin.I don't want to lose my grandson" Stella cried.

"Granny ,I am worried for Jerry," Julia prayed for her brother.

They both sat near the altar and said the rosary.

"Our Father, who art in heaven hallowed be thy Name, thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.Give us this day our daily breadAnd forgive us our trespasses,as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil.For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever and ever. Amen." Stella and Julia said in unison.

They remained silent for few hours and were waiting for Jeremy's phone call.

Julia would sit near the telephone. Finally the phone rang after 12 minutes.

"Hello, this is Julia here," Julia recieved the caller.

"Julia, I have a bad news to say," The caller said.

"What!!!" Julia said her prayers.

"Jeremy was killed in an attack in Berlin. We are still to find the reason. The body is send for the final autopsy," The caller said.

Julia shattered. A drop of tears rolled down her cheeks as she heard the bad news.

She remained stunned for 2 minutes as tear drops drenched her soft alluring skin.

"Oh Julia! What did Jeremy said? ," Stella shouted.

Julia wiped her tears and went to her granny.

" Grannnyyyyyyyy!!," Julia tried to control her tears.

"Jeremy is dead," she wept and hugged her granny.

"Oh Lord!,what have you done to us? Please don't test us ," Stella said and they both sobbed.

And the Curse continued forever .......................

PS: Thanks a lot to all my readers

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185. The Curse of the Damsel - 2

~~ This is a fiction work and all images have been taken from deviantart.com

continued from Part1

"Granny what happened?,"Young Julia was curious to know the reason behind her Granny's futile love.Stella was a stubborn woman since her young ages. She remained astrayed when any one asked her questions about her life. Though this time her very own grand daughter had asked her. She was confronted to reveal the hidden secret of her life.She was well aware of her melancholous past with Zaheer.

"Dear Julia you're still young! I'm scared," Stella caressed Julia's hair.

"Granny ,I want to know it outright ,please be quick," Julia bewildered and was perplexed listening to her granny's muddled explanation.It was decades since Stella spoke her heart out.

"Dear ,me and Zaheer were deeply in love with each other..." Stella paused for a while.

"What? granny what happened then?," Julia wiped the tears from her granny's face.

"It all happened when he went to India for a Bollywood film shoot. It was an offer of his life. He promised me to return back with lots of money. Bollywood was always an eye for budding actors and a lucrative offer from a Bollywood producer would not let him sleep. Days and night he dreamnt about this offer although I didn't want him to leave me for this"

Stella coughed.

"Is Bollywood similar to Hollywood ,Granny!" Julia handed a glass ful of water to Stella.

"Yes dear. Bollywood is less advanced as compared to Hollywood English film industry," she took a sip of water and laid on the bed. Julia ,her grand daughter was seated next to her.

"India was always a golden bird for any interpreuners and actors.Zaheer loved me more than money. He was the first love of my life. We had sex quite often and I was pregnant 2 months when he left for India,"

"Granny ,Was Zaheer really bad?," Julia said as she cut apple for her granny.

"No dear. He was the sweetest gem I've ever met in my life. He always wanted to travel to India as it was his mothers country. Indians were good in acting. Zaheer was paired opposite to Kaya, who was the heart throb of Indian cinema.She was amongst the top beauties of the world of the early 60's." With these words she tried to reach the towel to wipe her face.

"Wait.I'll get it for you," Julia got the towel for Stella.

"Was Kaya prettier than you?" Julia curiously asked her grandmother.

"Hymph! Yes she was indeed very pretty than most of the English women here.May be its her beauty that posed danger for my love. Zaheer fell for her and they both got married.Zaheer stopped visiting me in London. He settled in India. He would some times write letter to me" .

Stella's eyes involuntarily shed tear drops.

The renovation work of the apartments in the vicinity would irritate her. The din of the machines and equipments at the site were unbearable.She was feeling sick of the sound of hammers,the cement mixer, and the smell of steam from the tar were unbearable.

"Julia dear, will you close the windows," Stella said.

Julia closed the window and locked it taking care of the sound.

"Then what happened Granny," Julia was cutting the apple peices and fed her granny.

"By that time I delivered the first baby,the only asset that Zaheer left me. I wrote him several times but he as usual I had to await his reply. One day suddenly he came to meet me.He carried gifts and toys for our baby. He said he'd left India for once and for all.I asked him about Kaya. But,he said that Kaya came to know about their relationship. She read one of our letters and the photograph where we both were together. She agitated and argued with him.Poor thing, she set herself on fire" Stella said.

"Oh Christ! what a silly woman! ...Ouuchhhh!," Julia flinched as she cut her index finger while peeling the fruit.

"Oh Julia..should 've been careful. Wait," Stella went to the store room to get the first aid box.

She nursed her grand daughter Julia and dressed her finger with band aid.

"Yes. She set herself on fire.When she asked Zaheer about me,she was shocked and she fought with him.When this fight reached the threshold,she cursed us.She killed herself" Stella paused.

Stella removed a photo from the album and gave it to Julia as she was telling her about Kaya.

"Granny, you and Zaheer both look like you are made for each other,"Julia smiled and stared at the photograph without nictating her eyes.

"Granny! what did she curse you and Zaheer?," Julia asked her granny.

"Kaya spoke deragatory things about us and she could not bear the pain of isolation. She was afraid of being abandoned by Zaheer."

"But granny this is bad and why should you suffer?," Julia caught a glimpse of the cat that jumped off the sofa and shoed it.

"What did she say to you both,Granny?," Julia wanted to know the curse.

"Dear I guess you should sleep by now," Stella said to Julia.

Julia was stubborn and would not listen to her granny.Stella sang the lulabby for her grand daughter Julia.

"I will tell you tommorow," she said to Julia.

"Promise me Graa..nn...yyyyyyyyy!," Julia murmured in her sleep.

"Love you dear," Stella covered Julia with her favourite blanket.

Stella was tempted to answer all such things.It dragged her back to her young ages.She wiped the tear from her eyes and took a deep breathe.

(to be continued..)

PS:Since you have read this...you too are cursed by the damsel...so better come back again to this place to crack the curse else damsel won't let you live peacefully. :P

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184. The Curse of the Damsel - 1

~~ This is a fiction story.All pictures have been taken from Deviantart.com

“When I was your age, I would never be at home for more than 10 minutes. And look at you Julia. You keep yourself immersed in books. Go out with your boyfriends. Hang out. Have fun! These are the best years of your life. Why waste it on your books sweetheart?”

enquired Stella.

Advising her grand daughter and sharing pages from her past with Julia were Stella’s favorite pastimes. She was quite fit and agile for her age. Nearing 75, she had all her teeth intact. Though her skin was all shriveled and wrinkled, it still had that luster and you could see glimpses of her glorious past in it. And why not, she had been a top model at a time when modeling was not seen as a decent profession. She had modelled for lingerie brands and skin lotions despite coming from a staunchly traditional family.

Stella had always been the rebel child. Opposing her parents in everything, she had left her family house at a tender age of 15 to model for one of the top lingerie brands in the market. Strangely, she would never bring up her modeling career in any of her discussions with her grand child Julia. She would change the topic that very instant. But today she was in a mood to talk. She removed the photo album from under her pillow and handed it over to Julia.

“Wow”, Julia exclaimed as she glanced the photos one by one. Her eyes would not believe it.

“Granny….you were drop dead gorgeous. Oh my god! This is what you call an hour glass figure. Look at you. Phew. No wonder you got all the handsome men out there drooling at your feet. I would have been surprised if they hadn’t done so. Just look at you. If only I would have got 10% of your beauty. You are simply out of this world granny”

Julia turned the page and she saw the most beautiful and the prettiest woman of the 50's era .

"Wow! Granny ..you are simply outstanding and so bold. Look at you in this picture. You make a good model granny.Your eyes say everything in this picture.I wish I were as beautiful as you" Julia saw her Granny's portfolio and other pictures with Zaheer

Stella was blushing like a 20 year old. It had been decades since anyone had praised her so much for her beauty. She looked straight into Julia’s eyes. “I know honey. I know. Why else would they choose me for endorsing the topmost lingerie brand in UK without experience? And I was paired against the heart throb of that time, Zaheer. He was a celebrity all brands were dying to lay their hands on and only we had him. And my first shoot required me to drool over him. Something I would not have minded at all. I have always had a crush on him. It was like a dream come true for me. The very fact that the shoot came out so good was that I felt every single emotion that came out in the pictures. I had never met Zaheer. But the moment I was standing before his close up hoarding, I was drawn towards him. It was love at first sight. Sometimes you feel that connect. You feel that you are made for this someone you have never met and in all probability will never meet. Sometimes you love without conditions and inhibitions. Sometimes you love without any logic. That was happened with me at the location of my first shoot. I had seen Zaheer a million times on television. But today was different. I was standing before him. I could feel a magnetic pull towards him. His eyes ,magical ,angelic and seraphic, somehow were sucking me towards him. I fell in love. I fell for the him. Crazy. But true. And today, it is the 60th anniversary of that date. The day when I fell in love”

Julia glanced at the photograph once again. Zaheer had everything in him to be the superstar that he was. The looks, the charms and the style. He had everything that mattered. Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by her granny.Stella’s lips were trembling when she spoke. “That love was cursed Julia. Our love was cursed”. With these words she started weeping inconsolably

(to be continued..)

PS: this part has been written by a very good friend of mine.

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183.Teen,Love & Lessons - 4 - end part!

~~** This is a real life story. The image is just used for imagination and the people in the image don't have anything to do with this story.All images have been taken from deviantart.com,google images and gettyimages

continued from Part 3

He tenderly held my fingers and smiled at me.

'Do you really love me?',I asked him.

'I hope you won't feel bad re,' he said.

'Actually I don't like you .I'm a messenger for my friend Nishant,' He said.

He pointed towards Nishant who was sitting at the last bench.

'See,how my friend Nish is smiling and blushing at you,' Arpit grinned.

'Dude,do you think you are smart or something,' I got furious for once.

'Dumbbbbbbbb!!,' I screamed and Arpit disappeared.

Finally days passed and our Sem 2 had just started. We became good friends .It was on 23rd December 2008 that he confessed his love for me.

'I love you Sneha,' He gave a rose to me.

'smart,do you think I would accept this rose?,' I asked him.

He knelt down and held my finger and repeated the same statement.

'Dude, what are you doing? get up na,' I was embarassed.

'Are you serious?,' I asked him.

'If this is a prank then I will kill you for sure,'I glared at him.

'I'm 100% serious this time,'He grinned and gave me the rose.

'Aww you're so cute Arpit,' I accepted the red rose.

'I love you too,' I said to him.

He hugged me and I could feel my first love.We used to chat online and hang out together.We would go for movies together.We would stay after class hours and study together. Life was full of bliss and was filled with joy and happiness.

I was new to Orkut and I accepted all friend requests.Like this I became friends with many unknown people. Boys would send me romantic scraps and greetings in Orkut.

I never knew Arpit would take all this seriously and spy o ne me.He would read all my scrap messages.

'Who is Avinash? ' he asked me during our free period.

'He is just an online friend and I don't even know him as a person,' I smiled at him.

'Bhat! I don't believe this don't play a game with my life Sneha,' He said.

'Arey Seriously I don't know him Arpit, believe me,' I said to him with a straight face.

'Do you want me to believe you?,' He said to me.

'Dude, you are my guy.Why would I run behind other guys?,'I said to him for once.

I tried explaining him several times,but he didn't listen.

'I think you are in relationship with that guy;is it so,' He said to me and I got the worst shock of my life.

'Stop this non sense,' I said and left the place.

I said all this to my best friend Tanya.She felt sorry for me.She even adviced me when I fell for this guy who stole my heart. But I didn't budge and I liked him. I never even thought in my life that Arpit would actually say this to me.

I was shattered and broken.I was skeptical about our relationship.

The next day his best friend Ayush gave me a note.

'You bitch ,don't you ever talk to me.I've had enough of it,' It was written on a paper and it came from Arpit.

We patched up and never spoke henceforth.

I never knew he was such a coward that he didn't had the courage to say this to me directly.

The same night when I logged into Gtalk,I could see Arpit's weird status messafes,

'23/12 is the worst day of my life, the day when I met that bloody bitch called Sneha,' read his gtalk status.

I got vexed for once and blocked him forever.

Arpit was not the same dynamic person whom I met for the first time.He was not the guy whom I liked. His humour and wit was just a mask of his real mean face which proved me wrong.

I'm glad that I patched up with him else my life would be messed up.

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Dead friends,

Life is short.We have lots of better things to do in life.We have to live every moment of our life.Teenage is the tender age in our life where we sometimes make mistakes which can prove costly at some stage of time. Sneha is just one girl of this age group but I'm quite sure there are many school kids facing such problems. Everything has its time and I am sure that at an age we are supposed to do something which would benefit us.Love may bloom at any stage of life. But losing an important phase of your life in such things is bad.

I give this as a present to my dear little friend who asked me to write this story.I've been writing relationship and betrayal stories of my friends. Starting from Proposal,Loved and Lost and now Teen,Love & Lessons. I'm sure that you guys loved it and would like to thank my readers for taking their time and reading this story.

Love,

TSW

see u soon.

PS:Happy birthday to my dear friend Esther Evelyn.May god bless her

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182.Teen,Love & Lessons - 3

** This is a real life story of my friend.

Continued from part2

'Ahem, Ahem' some one called Arpit yesterday?,' all girls were excited.

It was the zeroth period and hence we didn't had any lecture.They started playing pranks on me by calling me by Arpit's name.

'Hello ,Hello, Maths ka question hai kya?,' Swaroop was imitating me.

I was feeling embarrassed and I hid my face in shame.I never knew that my friends were such ill mannered bunch of obnoxious people.

Few days later my brother Naresh got laptop from his company for his project work. He allowed me to access Internet from his system. I liked Arpit and I didn't had the courage to say this to him. If I said this to my friends then they would make my life miserable by making fun of me. As of now I was scared and wanted to avoid future embarrassment. I asked Tannu for Arpits email id. I soon added him in Orkut along with my other classmates.

One day my class mate Dakarsh had send me a link to a website.It contained something like crush calculation and it asked me to enter my crush's name. I was excited and without any second thoughts I entered Arpits name.

'Oh please please give me 95%,' I prayed to almighty.Didn't knew I act insane sometimes.Finally I clicked the submit button.

'Your answers have been mailed to your friend dakarsh.varma@gmail.com,' the screen flashed this message.

'Oh shit,now I am dead,' I screamed at my mistake.

I was bloody scared as I was aware of the upcoming events in our class the next day.

'Kal meri band bajne wali hai,' I was damn scared.

The next day I when I entered the class everyone started yelling and teasing me by linking me to Arpit.

I glared at Dakarsh and gave him a threatening look.I just felt like give him a hard kick on his butts.I could see Dakarsh performing pelvic thrusts as I sat on my seat.

I cried for a while as they started teasing me.

'Get lost you asshole,' I said to him as he came to apologise to me.

Later that evening Arpit has added me in Orkut. I send him a dozens of sorry scraps asking him to forgive me .

'Kya baat hai ,some one sending too many sorries to Arpit, waah ,leh leh,' Tanya said to Charul the other day.

Later on I met him in class to clear all the misconceptions.

We stood near the school balcony and there was no one in class

'Sorry yaar I'd a crush on you,' my eyes nictated as I said this to Arpit.

'Umm,Hmm,Ahem,' He exhibited a wide gamut of emotions.

'I never knew I would fall for you after seeing you laughing in our class room,' i said to him.

'Ahan,' he said to me.

'I always wanted to say this to you but I never had this courage to say,' I added.

'Wah!,' he said and was looking at my eyes.

'I'm sorry for whatever happened yesterday,' I said.

'Actually I wanted to tell you something Sneha,' he said.

'I don't know how you will take it,' he added.

'I hope you would accept it,' he smiled.

I smiled as he was saying all this. I could see the same twinkle on his eyes when he spoke to me for the first time.

'Sneha...I,' he said.

'Yes tell ,' i replied.

'I love you ,' he grinned.

'What did you say?,' I remained stunned for a while.

(to be continued..)

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181.Teen,Love & Lessons - 2

~~**This is a real life story

continued from Part 1

All girls glared at him as if he was the most wanted criminal.They chased him from different corners and poured water over him.
'You have to answer me for this,' he went away smiling, wiping his face.

It was already raining heavily and he was fully drenched. He was running. I felt bad for Arpit and never expected this from my friends.

As soon as he left,I entered the class.
'You insane creatures,why did you do this?,' I got annoyed for once.
'What if he falls sick?,' I said to my friends.
'Why are you worried O Sweetie?,' Charul said.
' Tumne toh pani nahi daali uske upar,' Tanya winked.
'If he doesn't comes to PTM meeting tommorow then,' I said
'Then .. what would you do?,' all girls said in unison.

'then I won't talk to anyone of you,' I screamed at them and I left the class.

The other day it was out PTM and as my dad was out of town I couldn't go.
Later on evening ,I called Tanya and asked if Arpit attended the meeting.
'Yes he did,' Tanya replied.
' Nice,' I said.
'Kya baat hai Sneha,do you like him?,' Tanya taunted at me.
'Are you mad?nothing like that,' I said to her and cut the phone.

We had our tests in the upcoming weeks and I failed to note down the Maths question bank. I called Tanya but her cellphone was switched off.
I tried contacting Avantika,but no one picked the phone call.Finally I knocked Charul's door.She was not there at home.Disappointed and worried ,I returned back to home.On my way I met Swaroop who holding the cricket bat and stumps.
'Yar I want the maths questions re,' I asked
'Umm! Maths and me .Are you kidding?,' Swaroop replied.
'I don't have it re,' he said.
'Any idea if some one in our class would have written it,' I asked him.
'Guess Arpit has it,' he said and gave me his phone number.

Later on when I reached him I called him on the number that Swaroop gave me.
Arpits dad picked up the phone call and gave the phone to his son.
'Hello Arpit,' I was stammering and was nervous.
'Sneha here,' I said

'Hi Sneha bolo whats up,' He said.
'Do you have that maths questions?,' I curiously asked him.
'Maths and me.Are you kidding ?,' he said the same line which Swaroop said to me.
'Swaroop said that you have it,'I said with a straight face.
'No re seriously I don't have it.Swaroop ko mein kal dekh lunga,' he said and we cut the phone call.

The next day when I entered the class everyone started teasing me.They laughed at me and made fun of me.
'Some one wants maths questions...,' the entire class shouted in unison.
'Tanu, whats happening here?,' I said.
'Aww girlie leh leh kya baat hai,' She winked at me.

(to be continued...)

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180. Rajni makes everything possible - 3

'Rajnikanth' the name itself is enough. You may have seen him make you cry,smile and laugh with his funny gestures and acts.I would love to say that this evergreen superstar has impressed me with his acts.I can proudly say that he is my favourite actor.The talent this guy possess is appreciable and its significant to say that this guy actually rocks.I actually wrote this post because there is some reason behind this.Our superstar is celebrating his 60th birthday today.He is old but who cares until he is entertaining people. People in TN are crazy behind him.They are big Rajni freaks.
'Rajnism' is the term which is associated with absurdity in most cases.He makes things possible.I have written 2 posts about our great superstar.But I've made mockery of him in those two posts. But I can assure you that this post will see something similar. Let me tell you some historical facts and few things about this great person. Rajni unlike other actors was not rich and ambitious.He was born in a poor farmers family and there was a time when the family struggled for its basic requirements such as food and all. He was struggling during his initial phases of life. He came to Bangalore with few dreams.Before that he worked a carpenter and later switched on to work as a coolie. Despite of suffering various backdrops in life he never gave up.Its his confidence and courage which stood front.He served as a conductor for public buses in Bangalore.Life was miserable until he met Balachander.He was the first to introduce him in a movie and the movie was blockbuster hit.He started his career as villain,anti hero and supporting actor.Later on he turned into a full fledged actor and would produce blockbuster hits.Even today his movies would surpass his previous records.People in TN praise him like almighty and he is no less that god to them. The one thing I like about this Superstar is that although he may be rich and famous today, he is simple.He likes the way he is. 'Simplicity' is something which is one of this character.We get to learn a lot from him.He is the evergreen superstar and I'm glad that I am one of his fan.Once again I would like to wish him a very happy birthday.May he live long and god may shower all his blessings upon him.I'm sure he will act as a hero during his 80's and we all will enjoy it for sure. Thanks a lot O Super star for entertaining us for these 25 years and taking tamil cinema to great heights.Happy birthday to Yuvraj Singh as well and Wishes to Pooja Chopra who is representing India at the beauty contest.

Umm!! so enough of Rajni praises .Now its time for some fun.Continuing from my previous two posts.
1.Outer space exists because its afraid to be on the planet where Rajnikant lives.
2.Rajnikant has counted to infinity twice.
3.When Rajnikant does push ups ,he isn't lifting himself up ,he is instead pushing earth down.
4.Rajnikant is so fast,he can run around the world and push himself in the back of the head.
5.Rajnikant never wears watch,he decides what time it is.
6.Rajnikant gave mona lisa that smile.
7.Rajnikant can slam a revolving door.
8.Rajnikant's house has no doors, only walls that he walks through.
9. Rajnikant grinds the coffee with his teeth and boils the water with his own rage.
10.If you Google search " Rajnikant getting kicked",it generates 0 results as it doesn't happens.
11The Bermuda triangle used to be Bermuda square until he kicked off one of the corners.
12.The only thing that runs faster and longer than Rajnikant are is his films.
13.Where there is a will ,there is a way.Where there is Rajnikanth ,there is no way
14.When Rajnikanth falls in water, Rajnikanth doesn't get wet. Water gets Rajnikanth
15.A picture is worth a thousand words. A Rajni is worth 1 billion words.
16.Newton's Third Law is wrong: Although it states that for each action, there is an equal and opposite reaction, there is no force equal in reaction to a Rajni kick.
17. Rajni can divide by 0
18. Rajni can run faster than the speed of light.He can beat Usain Bolt any where.
19.Rajni invented black. In fact, he invented the entire spectrum of visible light.
20.Rajnikanth can drink an entire gallon of milk in thirty-seven seconds.
21.It takes Rajnikanth 20 minutes to watch 60 Minutes.
22.Simply by pulling on both ends,Rajnikanth can stretch diamonds back into coal.
23.Rajni can play cricket with a football
24.Rajni is expected to win gold in every swimming competition at the 2010 Common wealth games , even though he does not swim. This is because when Rajni enters the water, the water gets out of his way and he simply walks across the pool floor.
25. A study showed the leading causes of death in the India are: 1. Heart disease, 2. Rajnikanth, 3. Aids
26. Rajni can actually walk,sleep and eat English. God knows how? :P
27.Rajni can judge a book by its cover.
28.Nothing can escape the gravity of a black hole, except for Rajnikanth. He eats black holes. They taste like chicken.
29.Rajnikanth uses a night light. Not because he is afraid of the dark, but the dark is afraid of Chuck Norris.
30. Although Rajni is afraid of snakes, but snakes are his best friends too.He uses snakes instead pf his skipping ropes.
31.Rajni once kicked a horse in the chin. Its decendants are known today as Giraffes.
32.Sticks and stones may break your bones, but a Rajni glare will liquefy your kidneys.
33. When Rajni plays Monopoly, it affects the actual world economy.
34.Rajni successfully seperated twins conjoined at the head by roundkicking them in the face.
35.Rajni does not know about this Blaag. If he did he would have just deleted the internet.
36.Blogger Bandeep Salan and Rajni have one thing in common. Both are known for their craziness although the latter is better than the former.

37.People can tickle your funny bone.But Rajni breaks it.

So enough of Rajni jokes. Have fun guys! I hope you had a great time reading all this .Do write your favourite one?And once again lets sing a Happy birthday song to our great superstar.

"Happy Birthday O dear SuperStar!"

to read previous parts click here part1 & part 2

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179. Teen,Love & Lessons - 1

**This is a real life story of my friend.It comes from the diary of a 14 year old girl.

He sat four benches behind me as the teacher was not present. It was an off lecture owing to which the entire boys gang gathered near Arpit. I could hear giggles and laughter from the last benches.I checked him from the corner of my eye to know the topic of discussion.

'Sneha ,what are you doing today evening?,' my best friend Tanya mischievously asked me.

Arpit was the smartest and the most handsome boy in class VIII D. His thick brows and the mole near his lower lips were few of his attractive features.

'Arpit - the mischief monger of VIII D,' is what the girls call him.

'Sneha!!,' Tanya shrugged me after I failed to reply her.

'What?,' I grimaced.

'Where are you girl? where is your mind?,' she asked me.

'Na yar I'm bit busy tonight,' I smiled at her.

'Sorry for bothering you,' she left.

I stared at Arpit. His seraphic face and the cute dimple on his cheeks would amaze me. His funny stories would make everyone laugh.

All girls in my class hated him as he played pranks on them and annoyed them. I liked the way he made people smile with his jokes. I was impressed with his skill of stealing a smile from people nearby him .No wonder he was the jester of our class.

'Elephant was shocked when an ant said something to it,guess what did the ant say to the Haati,' He asked everyone.

'What?,' all guys said in unison.

'The ant said that it was pregnant with the elephants child,' Arpit replied and the class burst in laughter.

Even I started laughing and failed to notice my friends who were staring at me.

'This is bad Sneha,' Charul gave me a threatening look as If I'd committed a big mistake.

'Sorry,' I said , That was the last lecture of the day.

After school I had to attend my Hindi tuition's and guitar classes. It was a rainy day and I hated getting drenched in rain.The next day in school was too busy. We had to write and complete our science journals. We girls along with Arpit were punished by our maths teacher as we didn't complete our homework.We all were asked to stay after school and complete our work

'Hey girls, take care of my bag.I'll come in a while,'Arpit said and he left.

'Girls,listen we have planned to pour water on Arpit,' Tanya said.

' Pleaseeeee....this is sick.. don't do it,' I pouted.

'Get lost Sneha,' the girls screamed at me.

'I'm going you losers,' I said to them.

I started liking Arpit and so I could not see him getting wet I was quietly standing outside the classroom. I saw Arpit who was dancing and running towards the classroom.

'Hey Arpit,' I whispered.

It was the first time I spoke to him.I could feel a sudden brush of air as he opened his mouth to greet me.I could see a genuine twinkle on his eyes and his sharp voice would mesmerize me.

'Good afternoon Sneha and hey hi,' He said.

'Don't go in,actually the girls are planning to wet you,' I stammered. I was nervous as I was talking to Arpit for the first time.

'Uh Oh!! bhat ,' he said.'

'So meri mauj lee jaa rahi hai uhh!,' he said and went in.

'Bhat' and 'mauj' were his favourite words and he used these words almost every time.

As he entered the class to take his bag,the girls were ready to pour water over him.

'Hey Stop girls, No,No..,' he stuttered.

(to be continued..)

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178. A confusing dream or a Nightmare !! :-o

Dreams are a part of our life.Scientists believe that one portion of your brain is reserved for interpreting old memories.It is this portion of your brain which is responsible for something called dreams. It has to do with phsychological state of the person.Trust me some times there are cases where dreams may scare you up. Last night or early morning to be precise I dreamnt something .I am not sure how could a certain group of things arrive at that particular point of time in my dream.It was like watching a feature film where you play a lead protagonist. I felt the same until some group of school kids woke me up at sharp 5.28 am. It was a different thing apart from snakes,ghosts,lizards etc.So I still remember it. So I am going to write about it...at the end I will ask you something and I expect a reply from all you guys out here.

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I don't know how we people are closely attached to each other.I could feel a train and would recollect that it was a train journey where we 4 people travelled all the way to Hyderabad to attend my friends function. I knew these four people very well and an amazing part is that we four are geographically distributed in 4 corners of South India.The girl was from Hyderabad ,me and my other friend from Mumbai and the other friend from Bangalore. It follows a strange scenario where we all board the train one by one at different consecutive stations.I still don't know what these guys were doing in Mumbai.Finally we meet each other and sit on our respective seats. I was sittling along with the girl and in front of us my other two friends were sitting.

As usual we spoke lots of interesting things, about India,blogging,movies etc.At one point of time, the train stopped some where near a river in Karnataka.The girl who happened to be my friend had disappeared and my other two friends were sleeping.The train was not moving and due to some engine failure the train won't move for the next 2 hour or so.I peeped out of the window and was shocked to see too many people taking bath in the river.Most of them were naked and I was stunned. As I scanned through the place,I could see my friend washing her clothes.Even she was completely naked.I stared at her for a while and was speechless.I woke my friend from Bangalore and asked him to look at her and asked if whats wrong with these people.He was in half sleep when I woke him up.He saw and slept again.Finally the train started moving.My friend came back. The train was almost empty and we 4 were left alone in the whole bogie.My other two male friends decided to go out to the canteen.They asked both of us to stay together and said that they would return in a while.We waited for around 4 hours but they didn't return back.The train was now empty and we two were present in that bogie.The female friend of mine had told me that she would return in a while after taking a wash. As promised she returned.The train again halted at some unknown place where a school was located.My friend had to change her dress.She was semi naked.I stood aside the train door.

'I guess I would close my eyes,' I said to her.

'Umm,better you do it dude,' She said to me and changed her clothes.

As my eyes were closed I could feel she was staring at me.Even I was staring at her.A group of naughty kids were passing derogatory comments about my friend who was changing her clothes.I had my bag with me which had important documents like passport,driving license etc.They pulled my bag down as I shoed them away.

I left the train to get my bag and I saw that the train had left.My friend was calling me and was sounding frustrated.My other two friends vanished away and I was stranded alone some where in a jungle helplessly looking at the train and my friend.

And suddenly at 5.28 am I got up.

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Ok now I could not interpret any thing from this.How on earth would I get to meet people who are just my net friends and I haven't even met them.Is it because that we share something common or anything.The entire scenario reminds me of a suspense thriller movie.I failed to understand why the train stopped and who could be those group of brats who pulled me down from the train, why my female friend was washing her clothese revealing everything near the river and why my male friends suddenly disappeared?.Everything was a tragedy.Now its your turn to say what do you get from this?You know this is the first time I woke up early at 5.28 am in 12 months .

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177.All in a days work

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"Don't live down to expectations. Go out there and do something remarkable."

This is one of the most inspiring statement made by famous American Playwright Wendy Waserstein. Just think over it again,do you derive something out of it?.Well to be honest we have many expectations in life. As life progresses ,our expectations increase.Live every moment of your life as it comes.Cherish it to the core. If life is a roller coaster ride,then I would prefer riding on it for the whole day.I would like to bring back the most active ,creative and entertaining period of my life. We entered the University with dreams and ambitions. We expected a lot but things changed when we made an exit. More ambitious we were during those tender young teen age.We planned to do remarkable and wonderful things in our life. We wished to paint our memories in those beautiful dust clad walls of our Alma mater.Mischeif mongers is what people called us during those days. What do you think?.If Wendy's statement was a theorem,then we had the capability to prove it wrong. We were Engineers, we are Engineers.

Let me take you to the beautiful mischievous Engineering days where we wished there were more than 365 days in a year. Permit me to paint your soul with my good old Engineering days. When I learnt that most of the blog a tonics suggested this topic for B-O-T 5 ,I was actually surprised and amazed. "What an Idea ,Sirjee!!" was my first reaction. I would prefer writing a book on this topic,but I want to limit this post to some 500- 600 odd words if time permits me.Engineering days were on of the most memorable period of my life.I remember many eventful things happening in my life. By event ,I mean the disgraceful and unfortunate events that happened during my college days . My college day is not less than any feature film. Let me describe the submission day,where we take utmost risk standing at gunpoint . It was the day when I was bombarded with too many gifts for being a mischief monger. Those were the best gifts that Engineering professors could ever give me on the last day of Semester 5. It was a normal usual day . Early morning in winters are terribly cold . The cloud would be fog cladden reducing visibility.It becomes lazy to get up early morning. For some obvious reasons I forgot to get a note of my 'Red letter day' ie Submissions . Thanks to the Manchester United - Manchester City Derby match the previous night. Being a red devil supporter has often got me into troubles. I got ready with my college sack ( I won't call it a bag,a headache it was ).I went to my college flaunting my Man United jersey with my name 'Anii' written behind in bold letters showing number 33,my life number. Same daily routine of boarding the over crowded train which was filled with testosterone charged men would often turn me off. Whenever a girl entered the boggie ,all wicked eyes would change its focus of attention towards her. Such sicko attitude these guys possessed.Other chunk of boggie contained people who don't brush their teeth regularly. Thanks to the bright yellow teeth exhibition.Mumbai local train commuters have always been a good exhibitionist and they are good at such things .I've been a good observer and even today I've been observing things. I planned to enter my class with a slight hope of getting an entry. Our class would always be imbued with talented girls and yes some are beautiful too.

"Go away Anii," the girl sitting on the first bench whispered. I learnt the signal and left for our 'adda'. Our college canteen used to be our adda.We've spend most of our time sight seeing & bird watching in our college.Some guys would try to impress the junior girls and some would try flaunting their talents and skills. The corner of the canteen was reserved for our gang.It was located to right of the door.It is the place where we learnt the art of translating our sorrows into happiness. Wondering what kind of sorrows, yes I am talking about the teachers constant bombardment of assignments and projects.Canteen is the place where we converted the sorrows of writing assignments into an entertaining ,melodramatic and rather fun oriented writing session. I had my gang desperately waiting for me. They welcomed me as usual in front of all the beautiful girls. We had a Vending machine in our college canteen.We have to insert notes and coins to get the desired product. I was given 50 Rs by a good friend and was asked to get few items.I did as per the orders before we started the 'Voh meri - voh teri' game which used to be our daily routine.I inserted the 50Rs note in the machine and guess what it made my day.It gave few items along with a 500 Rs note. Thank god the operator wasn't standing nearby. Later on we started the game. The girl who enters the canteen will be the guys date. Practically its the person who enters the canteen who could be a teacher,girl,boy,canteen boy and so on.This would follow the sequence.My good friend got the canteen mama as usual and as usual we used to taunt him by calling his name. For the first time in life, I got a beautiful girl who was associated with me in this dumb testosterone charged bloody stupid game. I actually preferred refraining from such obnoxious activities,but couldn't just remain numb most of the time. Ogling at girls is really bad and a big sin as per the holy bible.God Forbid! Later on we completed our journals.Our journals were incomplete and we had a big task ofcompleting it.Nishi gave us an exciting news of we being featured into the 4th defaulters list. It was expected but not at that particular moment. I had to hobble because of the sprain on my ankle. I was rather unhappy with the statistics. I failed to break my previous attendance record.I had registered my second lowest attendance of 11 % ,8 % being my Engineering lowest. We were wanted by our HOD. We were persistently asked the reasons for not attending lectures.We had to listen our HOD's lecture the umpteenth time.But we do respect and honour him. It was an embarrassing moment of my life and only then we realized how shameless we were when we gave him an innocent 'bachhoo' smile. They were planning to call our parents which suddenly changed the state of our mind.Our smiles changed into frown.He told that he will take punitive actions but the matter was settled as we were asked to solve 5 years University papers of each subject.Our submissions were discarded and our works were not accepted. We 17, sat till 8 pm and completed a set of around 35 papers along with the pending assignments and journal work.It was like giving your neck to someone and get it strangled.We invited the problems and we regretted for the same.We deserved it,but it was only a practice session for us.We left for our home with swollen fingers resulting from too much of writing work. Tendons in our muscle would not budge.Disgraceful and unfortunate things happened in my life in that sem which reflected on my semester marks and term works. I failed to realize that I had my Campus placement sessions next semester. It was a fiasco of my engineering days where I learnt a good lesson.It was a normal day ,a fruitless day for sure but a day which we could never forget. We did everything on our S day.After all it was all in a days work.Life is a collection of memories.If life were a paper we could have had a photocopy of it.But alas! it isn't ,only such memories brings a smile to your face when something reminds you of those episode.It may be sad ,may be bad.It was just another day in my life which changed my life..

From an Engineers diary.

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176. Mommy, I saw the 'Bogey Mon' !!!

“Vinu ,where are you, daa?,” The young mother of 23 screamed at the top of her voice.

“Oh god!!,” she was worried for some reason.

Their life changed as they shifted to Sydney. Vinu was just a baby and she had a lot to worry about. Aaina’s husband was a chartered accountant in a bank in Australia.

Her heart beat rapidly as her eyes failed to locate her kid.

“Hello Abhi,please come home,I’m worried,” she spoke to her husband Abhijit.

Little Vinu was an adorable and a naughty boy. Her eyes scanned through all the rooms,balcony and the corridors.Aaina started sweating profusely as she could not find her baby anywhere.

She tried to fulfil all basic needs of Vinu.Vinu was her life. Vinu was just 2 yrs old and what if some one kidnapped him. Several thoughts were running through her mind. Time flew like anything . The clock struck 5 and she was weeping.

Last week Vinu wanted to meet St.Nicholas, the Santa Claus. He used to call him as ‘Bogey Mon’. Aaina and Abhi were so busy that they could not fulfil their little kid’s wish of seeing Santa Claus.

Her eyes displayed a gamut of emotions.Her cheeks were moist with tears. She started cursing herself. Aaina’s frustration mounted high as time passed. Abhi’s number was still unreachable.

The fear of losing Vinu would not let her stop crying.

“Hello,Hello!,” she was tired of calling her husband again and again.

She locked the door and tucked the key on her blouse.She started searching for Vinu admist heavy snowfalls.It was winter in Australia and the temperature outside was unbearable.Despite of such harsh weather conditions ,she did not give up She was upset. Her face was red as she came back to home.

‘Mommy!! ‘Bogey Mon’ came to our house,” Vinu hugged his mother tightly.

She heaved a sigh of relief when she saw her kid back in home. Vinu showed the gifts that Santa gave him.

“Aww Baby, you met Santa it seems,” she kissed her son on his cheeks.

“Where is your’ Bogey man’ ?,” Aaina smiled.

“He ran away,” Vinu was playing with the gifts that Santa presented him.

She called Abhi to inform him about Vinu.

At night ,she told her husband about Vinu’s sudden disappearance.

“Aainu, so any guesses about Vinu’s ‘Bogey Mon’ ? ,” Abhi winked and they cuddled.

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PS: This was posted for the Snow filled Lounge contest@ The Writers Lounge!

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