Ek Anjaan Dost..

Dost to hain kai..

Kuch apne kuch bahut khaas..

Kuch door, kuch door hoke bhi paas,



Par na jaane kyu kami khalti hai kisi ki,

Na jaane talaash hai hume kiski..



hai kahan wo shaks anjaan ,

Hai kaun wo dost jiska hume hain armaan..



Haan koi to hai, anjaan bhi aur dost bhi..

Par mila ab tak nahi, ya pehchana nahi..

Dost to hain bahut, kuch apne kuch bahut khaas,

Fir bhi chahiye .....


Ek anjaan dost !

Ankahee....

Ankahee reh gayi baatein..
Par wo afsana, byaan karne ki aarzoo bhi nahi hai..

gar, tum ye samjhte ho ki hum wo afsana byaan kar nahi sakte ,
To kuch had tak sahi ho,

Par hum kar sake ya na sake..
Hum wo afsana byaan karna hi nahi chahte..

Ankahee baaton ki ahmiyat kahi hui baato me kahan,
Par tum ye samajh na sake.. Hume hairat hoti hai !

Thinking of you..

Was thinking about you in the dark,
Then, still awake, had a walk in nearby park..

Green grass, relaxing after been strwed under feet of no. unknown,
Silence prevailed, neither did a bird chirp, nor an animal groan..

Trees, pavement, bench all wet in dew,
I guess this gave flowers the added hue..

Was still thinkin of you,
Thinking of growing old with you..

And yep, my eyes 6*6 still awake,
oh! When was the last my heart did so ache!!

Well, my bed seems to be waiting eagerly for me to creep,
Guess, not to think more, time to catch some sleep!!

For you my friend..

Few relations are to strange to define,

So, is the one of Pragati and mine!

It was when I started blogging,

That embarked the beginning..

It’s a peculiar camaraderie, we share,

Sort of which is develoiped very rare..

Though we just had an interaction through blogger,

But by now, she knows most of me, and I know most of her!!

Though we are at distance apart,

Though the physical proximity absent!

Yet, the bond we  nurture and savour surpasses such barriers,

A friendship, a bond created by & by, and solidified for ever & ever!!

We  have frequent meetings virtually,

And share our secrets, our thoughts too easily..

The conversation of the good old times.

The secrets shared,

The thoughts exchanged.

Of the good old times...

The moments of sharing,

The moments of caring,

The moments too gloomy,

The moments too happy..

All such thoughts and secrets would ever be preserved,

All such moments,  ever  cherished!!

We would be found chating, until wee hours,

Nothing can be sillier or lamer than chat of ours!! [ ;) ]

She is too sweet, sublime and too gentle,

But, from our chat sessions we would both appear mental!

She is too caring, and too courteous,

But we never agree, and are ever rebellious [  ;) ]

She won’t skip an opportunity to chop me, ever

But alas! Each time ends up meeting failure

She is too sporty and loves challenges and bets!

But alas, each time fails and regrets!! [ :p ]

I have got some confessions to make too …

Inspite of all leg pulling & teasing,

She is the one , I would ever cherish to have!

Inspite of disagreeing at each point,

She is the one, I would not afford to lose!

Inspite of all my weirdness,

She is the one, who understasnds one with ease!

Inspite of me being an introvert otherwise,

She is the one, who radiates easy sharing vibes!!

Inspite of my frequent mood swings,

She is the one, who supports and is there to bear with me [:)]

Inspite of me, ignorantlyand unintentionally being rude at times,

She is one who understands me the way I meant, not the way I said [ :) ]

Inspite of having never met,

She is  the one, who knows pretty well how to annoy / flatter me [ ;) ]

Inspite of not knowing for very long,

She is the one, to whom I can entrust my secrets..

Now just as she would have done reading this,

She is the one, who still wont be satisfied [ :p ]

a tiny composition..

Sometimes on my mind, I have you and me , just you and me,

and when suddenly I wake up,
I land back to the bitter irony..


A part of you has grown in me,
and you see,
Its you and me 2gethr n 4ever and never apart,
may be in distance, but never in heart!


You r out f reach, out f sight,
bt in dreams, You n Me meet each night..


I believe that if i shud die,
and u wer to walk near my grave,
frm ver depths f earth,
I wud hear ur footsteps..

I'll be ever der 4 u,
these 5 words I swear to you!

DOODLE GIVES AWAY THE SUBCONSCIOUS MIND..

Do you doodle? May be you have memories of sitting in class at school, covering your notebook with random drawings or squiggles, only half listening to teacher. Or how about now?
In a meeting, or waiting at the doctor or dentist's office, or while talking on the phone lots of us reach for a piece of paper or anything at hand and start to idly scribble or make designs. May be its boredom, or just a built-in need to keep our hands busy. But actually, doodling can be very useful exercises."

The famous children's author and illustrator Maurice Sendak has said , " It's my way of stirring up my imagination to see what I find in my head, I call the results dream pictures, fantasy sketches, and even brain- sharpening exercises."

When we doodle, we are tapping into our subconscious mind. We are in a relaxed state , like a light trance, And what we draw then has a message for us, about our state of mind, an expressions of our feelings, or a possible solution to a problem. The good news is you can take charge of your doodling and use it for your own purpose. It can help jump-start your creativity, like it does for Maurice Sendak.

Or you can use it to help you solve a problem. Take a moment to think of the situation, and then let it to go. Take some long, slow deep breaths, and let your arm and hand move across the page at will. Stare out a window if you like, for distraction. After you have "doodle," look at what you have drawn. What does it look like to you? Let your mind wander and see what you come up with.

Doodling is also a great stress- reliever. You can release a lot of negative feeling or pent-up energy, just through the power of your hand moving a pen over a page.

------ OXYMORON------

The day was hectic still idle. Hectic as couldn't find anything worthy or intresting enough to do today. But, idle in a way as I had got nothing to do today!!

I hate such days, but love them in a way too. As hatred to such days is because they leave you lazy and make you feel uncomfortable, and love in a way because they award you an excuse to yourself for having done nothing!!

I dunno if I am right, but I am not wrong! I dunno if I am right as loving such days would make me addicted to such days and that would eventually mean , nothin done, each day, I meet such day!! But, I know I am not wrong in a way that I meet such days unintentionally, such days are not constructed by me, in fact they are self constructed and inevitable so how can one be wrong if he meets something inevitable and eventually something inevitable happens.

Oh finally what do I see, this peculiar genre of day has gifted me this article, which I could post here that too after a very long gap.

It proves; treasure and pleasure all are hidden, you just need to take effort and dig and hunt for them and moreover realise them once you find them or meet them!!

Day is just bout to end, and so does this article!

Hasta La Vista..

Ciao..

Mannku

PRAYTNA...

Dear Friends,

We (hermitites) are holding a campaign; PRAYATNA first signature campaign of Hermit India Foundation at North Campus, Delhi University, Delhi in june last week..

Tagline for the campaign: "YOUTH CAN CHANGE"

Your support is expected and requested.

Do volunteer for the campaign.. For more info, do contact any of the hermitites..


More events to come...
(HELP: if you could financially aid to the Foundation, which would eventually be used for a noble cause.. we would be really grateful.. And you would surely be awarded a token of thanks from the foundation.. if intrested do contact Lalit Singh- 09911100446 Mayank Agrawal- 09718018031)

Thanks..God bless you.

Regards,
Mannku

Incredible gift!!

Along wid materilistic gifts, sis did gift me dis incredible composition..

Cant believe, she cud compose sumthin lyk dis..

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Every one has a friend...

But the person i am gona tell about is different from all the trend...

We share a friendship that can never be end...!!

Though he is 6 months & 20 days younger than me....

Even then never ever says me di....:-(

He is my bro and a best friend...

Who knew everything I felt,

He know my every weakness,

And the problems I've been dealt.

I knw he would be shocked rather surprised seeing this...

A poem 4 him...n that too by me his naughty sis....

I know there are so many gramatical mistakes...

But then please don't laugh and smile...atleast for my sake..!!!

He is a guiding star to mee...

Having my all problems key...

A person on whom i have a blind trust....

And we share a relationship that can never be rust....

His love and care always sparkles my life

And we are always together to share our strife...

I know at times rather most of the time he gets iriitated by my nautanki.......

Koi na yaar...ki fark painda hai..after all you are my sweet manku oops!! munki...:-)

Your friendship is the greatest gift.....and will stay with me always...

You are the person who did guided me through my hard days...

Hi !! dear thanks for always being there....

Each time i am scared and in fear....

I know my advices and decisions seems to you as you say theoritical..

But sachi wala saying sometime it would play miracle...

He is in love with a friend who is common to both of us...

She is damn good,mastam mast,sweet,bindass etc etc...no more badai bas...

Today is your b'dy and wanted to be with you on this day....

Kya karu...tried a lot but chor tickets nahi hui delay.......:-(

Koi na....i hope you would love the gifts you will get...

I wanted to make your day special b'coz you are the best..!!

You are the person who encouraged me to be strong..

Your loving support helps me stand..

When the road is rough and long..!!

This is the first poem i have ever written..hope u liked it...

Pata hai it was boring...but then you did smiled a bit..

Chal ab aur ni pakati...thanks 4 each and every thing you gave....

I will age and so will you..

But our friendship will stay, strong and true.............

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ThankYou Himanshi didi!!

:)

(wud b happy to b addrsd as didi.. :P)

A year comes to an end..

Each day an year comes to an end,
It does, at each hour, even at each second!!

But, we markUp special days & date,
To remember, rejoice & yup, celebrate [:)]

We markUp such dates on different basis,
One is which is unanimously accepted & celebrated,
Other, which is, particularly picked & selected!!

General & unanimous celebrations includes end of a calendar,
Selected ones include birthdates or other days of wonder !!

As birth anniverseries of our dear ones ,
are reminded by e-gadgets , if stored once..

But, some days are ever in conscience,
They need nt b remembered or markedUp!!

Such special days signify end of a year,
and, Simultaneously embark, start of a fresh year..

Here, today is 25th may,
no, its nt a birthday..
In my life, its involuntry marked n selected date,
I need nt remember it to celebrate..

Here, a year terminates,
Today a fresh year Originates!!

It was action filled year, with too many happenings,
I flew as albatross, flyin wid largest wings!!

How soon this year ended, its incredible,
well, its passage f time, which is inevitable..

The year got digested, the year did quench..
But no sign of fart, no sign of blench [;p]

Debank - Delilah

Sorry, for not writing any thing on my blog since late... No silly excuses to defend, why I did not post anything here... Just SORRY!!

So, the much awaited Debank-Delilah story in brief is here:

Most of you may be aware and have a rough idea of the novel, but still I would reintroduce you to the lead characters of the novel as the story would progress... while framing the story I scribbled 19 register pages… still I tried to cut short and brief it as far as possible...

This post would basically focus on rough ideologies of Debank & Delilah.

In the novel lead characters are Debank & Delilah and the story starts with present and switches to flashback... from their early lives!! Let me tell you, that these two individuals, are extraordinary in true sense and so is their story. They are above normal (Don’t land in fantasies, by above normal never means they have some sort of supernatural powers or anything :P). It’s just that Debank thinks in a way , as no normal guy in his sound mind would think, and Delilah the protagonist is though a girl but total antonym, to typical girl species [as she is sensible and above all has got brains ;) ]

So let me not aberrate, and come straight to the story. It’s in fast frwd mode just to cut short and make brief and worth reading (as few f u may not be addicted to reading long contents ;) )

Debank, an innocent, shy guy in his early life can say, had a mamma’s boy image and this shy guy falls for a girl at the premature age of just 13!! Though premature, but Debank was mature enough to atleast acknowledge that the stage was immature and his bent for Delilah could be mere teenage distraction! There he comes across a situation, when Debank & Delilah don’t communicate for about two and a half years, and Debank thought this would definitely let the distraction for Delilah wiped off. But he failed. Yes, you guessed that right, it wasn’t distraction!!

I guess he had some hormonal disorder too ;) as he was not attracted to the gals whom guys would in their normal course would just find irresistible to stalk. The serenity and simplicity of a lass would appeal him more than oomph of the so called plastics!!

Then, Debank starts losing hope to even speak to Delilah, but fate had a lot in store for the lad!! Something miraculous happens, literally incredible to him, he earns an opportunity to study in the capital city Delhi (all bout CA and details….. in novel or later post).He with all his heart would have kissed the hands of Larry page and Sergey Brin (Google guys who actually founded the co.), as it was Google that brought Debank and Delilah again in communication phase, and it was almost two and a half years later that they both communicate. She was in different city and Google aided in reducing the miles to seconds!! (Long distance compensated by instant messaging!).

Debank was still bent for her, just for her and he was now pretty much sure that it was not normal to be bent for someone for 6 yrs continuously and moreover which includes a communication gap of 2 ½ yrs. Debank composes a poem to radiate a hint of his bent for a gal in his early life. And as expected, none of his friends could expect the shy guy to fall for someone and each one enquired as if Debank was accused of a crime having fallen for someone, as if it was something not meant for him.

And as each one enquired, Delilah was no exception, she too enquired and everybody was eager to know who the poem gal was, finally Debank discloses the poem gal’s name, silently. Silently, as he discloses the name just to the poem gal, Delilah. To which he receives no weird reply and everything was as normal as ever! But then, Debank finds it high time (which actually must have been his lowest time) to reveal his feelings for Delilah to her, and while doing this he was filled with a sense of déjà vu regarding the consequence, as expected he met with unfavorable response. This was a faux pas of his life. But even though he was aware of the consequence at prima facie still he wanted to shed off the load that he was carrying since 6yrs and it filled him with a mixture of feelings, both confusing, and relaxed. Confused as he didn't know what was he supposed to do next to have relations normal, and feared the loss of friend, and was relaxed on account of his magnanimous deed!

They however continued to be friends, but Debank found himself a li’l embarrassed of what he had done, a sense of guilty types. But as said she was extraordinary and antonym to a typical gal, Delilah took the lead and was great in handling the situation and everything was normal as ever.

Then there is a short story of Delilah which is the turning point and almost topples the whole story. Delilah there falls for a guy and they two get committed but there relation could last only for 7 months and it was that Debank and Delilah did share only normal conversation nothing too personal and intimate till now, but out of blue, one day Delilah breaks the ice, and it was the day she broke up with the guy, She was sad and on Debank’s earnest nudging she spills all, and it was a bit strange that it was just a lot Debank could know in a single conversation. Debank just comes to know that Delilah was committed someday, and immediately followed by the news of break up with the guy and all the stuff about when,, how, why etc (details .. in novel or later blog post).

This conversation was like a revolution in their relation, in next 20 days they did share conversation that would amount a lot more that they did even share in their 20 years of their life. They opened themselves and did spoke their heart out! Debank again did thank to Larry page and Sergey Brin!

Likewise they continue to share themselves and now share a better friendly relation than ever! Suddenly one day, there is a bolt from blue, Delilah declares to Debank that she was undergoing some sort of feeling for him, and begun liking him, but was scared of commitment!! This was totally incredible for Debank. He didn't know how could this happen…

Debank cared for her and undoubtedly loved her, but his love was unconditional. He had no complaints against her, no expectations from her! Delilah felt that commitment level of Debank was high, meaning of which Debank couldn't figure out, and she felt that Debank would expect the same from her. But, Debank wasn't normal guy, he didn't think as would a normal guy would think in this case! He did not expect the same from her. He had a completely different picture, a picture that would appear strange, weird and abnormal, but yes, so was he!!

She was scared of Debank’s commitment level (which still have to figure what does this phrase “commitment level” means) She liked Debank, but said she wouldn't be able to give much in relation and that would hurt Debank, and further adds that She is right as she knows more about relations than Debank. Debank feels, hope she had more info of what Debank thought and what picture had he framed.

As he did never expect a typical commitment as most of the couples would plunge into!! This story was about extra ordinary individuals, and their story could in no way could be normal !!

Next post would be Idea of typical ideology of commitment and Debank’s ideology of commitment.

Keep Reading..

Mannku :)

Mathematical proposal.. ;)

'The Square Root of Three' by David Feinberg

I’m sure that I will always be,

A lonely number like root three

The three is all that’s good and right,

Why must my three keep out of sight

Beneath the vicious square root sign,

I wish instead I were a nine

For nine could thwart this evil trick,

With just some quick arithmetic

I know I’ll never see the sun,

As 1.7321

Such is my reality,

A sad irrationality

When hark!

What is this I see,

Another square root of a three

As quietly co-waltzing by,

Together now we multiply

To form a number we prefer,

Rejoicing as an integer

We break free from our mortal bonds.

With the wave of magic wands

Our square root signs become unglued,

Your love for me has been renewed

courtsey: David Feinberg

Debanshi's love story.. (part of novel)

Now, as planned earlier, its time for frequent paras on random topics from points to be covered in novel..

Today's random selection turns out to be: "Debanshi's love story"

So, Debanshi is though not the lead character in the novel, but plays a vital role in Debank's life.

And, as by now it would be evident to all, that novel is about Debank's love story.. but there are few other short love stories too.. which revolve around Debank.

And one of them is Debanshi's love story. She is sort of confused gal. She is never able to figure out her feelings, lyk she is ever unable to decipher wat she feels, she never knows wat to do next.

Over reaction, panic and dramatic senti are her key traits.. She is ultra confused!!

She almost potrays a picture of weak n meek.. as prior to each exams, pills n doc visits are inevitable in her life. There's a guy whom she rarely speaks,, proposes her and she is like dunno how to react and is crying like hell..

In other case, She happens to develop a crush against someone whom she just saw and met once in life. Love at first sight types. She says its nothing but screams wen he is addressed as his bro.

And, she sort of copes up with all cases and in all this, Debank is ever there to assist her, and she finds it easy & comfortable to share with Debank.

For more, wait for the novel................

A Poem for a friend on his B'day..

In one of the turns of my life, I met a boy,

who silently enetered and did spread joy..

In my life, various vital roles, have been played by him,

I dunno, what would I do, had I not met him..!!

He is loving and caring by nature, friendly to all,

And yes, whenever in need of finance he is "RBI" to all!!

As for me, he almost adopted me once & provided required financial aid,

Such friends are rare, and seldom are they now made!

Though I find him friendly, but he is ever silent about his crush,

God knows, after reading whose SMSes, he can't resist to blush!!

I remember the hungry evenings at Guddi bakers,

How can we forget the irritation caused by 2-2 min. orkut users :)

Whenever reminded of 'deal' near hira, it would leave us in pain,

Which neither I, nor he, would like to explain..

I can't forget his instant help (pizza...) on a single call,

To help him, no matter what happens, I won't hesitate at all..

His characterstics are a li'l weird, a li'l horrible :P

Still will try to pen down as far as possible!

Most of the times, he is found sleeping,

Or would be found, room to room, uselessly wandering!!

He can't sit patiently at one single definite place,

He would keep rotating, in an unconscious phase!

Dunno, What or whom he misses, as wats d reason behind bunking law classes,

Because when it comes to classes of other subjects, he is just flawless!!

Dunno, what pleasure he finds in biting/scratching finger,

Howsoever important the errand be, he would definitely linger.. (:P)

He says, walk from ghalib to ITO is not tiresome, its a pleasure walk,

But when asked to walk till V3S, he finds it a non-sense talk..

it is he, who led me to 'Mobile Office' addiction,

It is fun to watch him, when he is undergoing irritation!!

Before speaking, he would construct various expressions,

Most of his jokes are PJs, and still expects funny reactions..

He often smugs, to belong to the 'Agrawal' cult,

Would often compare CA to other institutes' product..

With Anky & Sanky, each morning before class, he use to compete,

As if all three, were in hurry, and sum1 were waiting to meet!! (:P)

Most of the times her acts, (rather pretends) to be smart and is driven by over-confidence,

As is evident from the case told by Prazhy, about 'ka- kha - ga' incidence.. (lol)

Prazhy says, his attitude is just confined here in hostel,

Rest infront of 'JUNTA', he forgets attitude, and is as dumb as turtle in shell..

Howsoever he is, he is unique & special in his own way..

Though couldn't celebrate well, still wishing him a very happy birthday!!

I am sorry, this message would reach him a li'l late,

He is a friend, who promised a treat, for which I did wait!!

But, I was later reminded, he did treat none,

So, how could I expect one!!

Rest Jo bhi ho, Bande me hai itna dum, itna dum,

Ab iske baare me jitna bolo, utna hai kam.. {;)}

Last night..

Let there be pain,

Let there be rain,

Let the ashes remain,

Let the time fly in vain..

Let there be everything, that reminds me of you,

Let me think of you, no matter what I do!!

As while writing this tonight,

I find you seated beside!

Let me pen down something lively tonight,

As I see you sitting beside.. { :) }

You are smiling with a slight tilt of your head,

Oh! hold it well, don't spill that tea on my bed..

Is it, Have i forgotten ur voice??

You appear dumb, I appear deaf..

Oh! there you speak, there I hear

So, neither you dumb, nor I deaf,

Its just that we aren't too near!!

So, I just stare you, and you are babbling,

And its something, I am enjoying!!

You just licked that last tea drop with your tongue rolling, below your lips..

As you see writing all of it, you stare with your hands on your hips!!

And I still continue to pen down,

Hey, you scared me with that frown..

Now you are peeping in my notebook,

And I am just preserving all your looks!

Its for future, i am penning this text,

As I dunno when, we would meet next!!

Though I meet you each night frequently,

Sometimes in day, very silently!!

But each time I can't just write it all,

So, I don't wan't to miss this opportunity at all!!

Oh! you are fading away,

I expected you to stay

I didn't hear , the "goodbye" you said,

With two cups of tea, I am still sitting on my bed!!!

ROMANTIC MOVIES (HOLLYWOOD)

As most of my frnz know.. i just love romantic movies.. I find action/sci-fi/horror... etc a mere time waste rather torture equipments.. So this weekend too i opted for no experiments wid my taste of movies and watched a couple f movies which i really liked.. some with amazing plot, somewid mind blowing dialogues, and some which wud cause flood on ur cheeks .. and ... draught in ur eyes.. i mean dey wud leave u crying( and yes i cried a thousand rivers, literally i did weep a lot.. )

"P.S. I Love You" amazing love story.. technically I wud say d movie can be termed as posthumous love story.. very toucy.. nice romantic movie.. a must watch..

" The Proposal " a rom-com flick to enjoy the weekend. The first half is a superb Proposal and the second half is fairly traditional Hollywood pablum.

" Elizabethtown " is a movie which u can enjoy... Definately u wud love it.. anreally subtle love story wid very touching plot..

" The notebook " is bout pure love.. its typical love story.. if u like rom. movies, u gonna luv it..

" Just like heaven " another romantic flick.. it has a flavor of fantasy in it.. but amazing love story.. made my cheeks wet.. literally i did cry..

" A lot like love" as the name suggests, its a rom. movie.. and d couple share a relationship which is lot like love.. but dey never did commit.. neverr did admit.. gud movie..

Watch them all.. all are romantic flicks... i love such movies n do recommend me plz if u come across any splendid romantic movies..

Other which i saw earlier and liked a lot are: "A WALK TO REMEMBER"...."50 FIRST DATES".. "MY SASSY GIRL"...."GONE WITH THE WIND"...."HOW TO LOSE A GUY IN 10 DAYS"..."THE UGLY TRUTH"... and ofcourse ... "TITANIC"

Next time I would definately post my say about bollywood movies..

Till den

Keep reading..

I respect n cherish ur comments.. They need not by cheesy ones. they need not be icecream quotes, which are sweet for a while, but melts within a while too.. Be free n honest in watsoever u feel lyk n do comment wat u feel lyk ftr hearing from me..

It helps me get better.. ( i know i sound selfish, but so is the world.. ;))

Buhbye.. ciao.. hasta la vista..

:)

HELLO..

(a random thought)

What i feel is, "hello" is the word that each literate and even each illiterate one comes across in day to day life..

We come across this word innumerous times. Each time we answer a call, each time we are chating with friends, immediately our subconscious brain/mind directs us to greet "hello"

What I intend to say here is, whenever we recieve a call, its just similar to a reflex action, that we utter "Hello"!! .Most of us are unaware/ignorant that "hello" is intended to greet the other person. It("hello") has become a formality, and is now treated like a tool to initiate a conversation on call.. as if it were mandatory to initiate a call...

At times, we notice that, when on a call, people do initiate there call wid a sweet "hello" and when/if the call is interrupted due to one or the other reason , then again comes "hello" to resume thier conversation...

Worse is, wen in case of casualities/ death also people don't forget to greet "hello" ..

and, likewise we do most of the things subconsciously...

ponder..

WHY DO WE DO THE THINGS WE DO?.. WHY DO WE DO , THE WAY WE DO?..