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Sunday, June 3, 2012

GAL

Gals are vulnerable is what we hear of many a times. But today I find myself threatened and paranoid for picking a topic to write that talks about gals. Not that I have complete idea of gals, but seemly I found rational difference in attitude that drive most guys crazy in a most vulnerable way. For any young gal it becomes stupidly hard for her to walk up on the street without having some ogling eyes set on her. It seems unquestionable for guys to automatically set eyes on someone we are meant to get attracted. It can be seen as a natural occurrence otherwise people are either not straight or they are combating the nature’s law.

Having said they are sensitive, loving, caring, epitomes of love, emotionally driven yet these are the grounds that make their behavior complicated too. If not to their perception, it’d have to be for guys who’d suffer the most to understand the background of one’s attitude. Under such complication, guys are prone to disastrous attitude especially who fall in the live- to- love category. Other is the case of friendship between a gal and boy. It always stands debatable. In the ideology of gal it always being said that it depends on boy’s attitude and so is the view of boy who throws it upon gal’s attitude instead. I support neither at least for the moral of this article; I’d rather be non-judgmental on this occasion.

Friend of mine says gals are strongly born with the power of observation. But one such power cannot ease the difficulty of decision making. May be fighting is not their style of existence. But surely their outplaying power of observation should be well appreciated.  But inhumanity got worsened too far enough to kill the baby gals moment they are born or inside in the state of fetus. Such acts are disgrace to motherly nature. Such denial of gal baby is no more than revelation of mindless thinking.

Going through the life of a gal, she indefinitely needs to be strong to battle choice of decision making. Although they set a castle of dreams they want to achieve, social life has put enough barriers to make them give up their own dreams. Those who outfight those possibilities are ones who equalize themselves. Several of those kinds are seen every day. Rest are not who defeated, yet they are a class of who exemplify the sacrifice.

One must spare a thought before registering an opinion that lowers the gal. Intricacies in their attitude are one that forms out of several bearings and painstaking situations. They are the symbols of love and care not that one that ever known to hurt someone. No matter what relation that bears with them, care is always intended even though for some it is invisible. A creature of sacrifice which desires no wealth but love and care! After all they are the creators of this world.

Even though it is incomprehensive description I feel, that is because of my ignorance towards the topic. My little attempt is not intended to be offensive; rather I tried to broaden my thoughts at every point of this topic.





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Saturday, June 2, 2012

Buddy to return!


Well time has come to write about friends again. Assuming friends don’t exist. Hard is to imagine life, nothing seems amusing without them, nothing seems delicious in restaurants, no long- ride would be amusing, smallest walk seems longer, cell phones, shopping malls, studies, college life, travel, chatting, millions of such things never  would be found amusing instead everything seems incompletely made in their absence. When we ourselves find boring to live with, they stand on our side and make life exciting and adorable.

Perhaps in our little world they step in to make our lives large enough, larger than one that we live by ourselves, especially those who reach bottom of our heart. Quiet unexpectedly we happen to be friends with some anonymous person, it starts off with cursory greetings in a formal way, initially we sound discreetly respectful which slowly gets vanished with the little acceptance, without consciousness we inevitably become close to each other, never we would care about differences, keeping only common things in mind, knowingness occur slowly, then after comfort of being ourselves will soon be established.

While some walk a few steps long with us, others cease to leave us along the way. While some get along with new ones, others desire to live around us way too longer than just a life span. No matter how long they stick to our life, those footsteps are ever cherished. Ever since we meet, we never would expect at one point of time in life our paths we get separated. But when that time comes we start pondering over how far we miss them. No words would fill their absence. Why hadn’t been it is such a way that once made friends will stay in same place forever? Why the life should be so hard on us sometimes? Why can’t it make a little exception to our closer ones after all? Who on the earth should fill that gap we buried years longer. Who would accompany us through those all rides, movies, shopping, chatting.  Life itself should answer those questions instead of just being brutal.

Little as we thought, the hope of meeting them back again, living such a life again, never dies. Never that togetherness fades away. But how probable is that in these days of brutality? What good would that do by hoping for so long when future alone can decide our fate? Perhaps life can’t see us smiling for much longer period. It throws a full stop for its own choice in the name of change.  If not this way, we should undergo the change in other way. It leaves no escape. Aren’t we all just the pawns being played by supernatural power? Player alone knows which move he has to play next. 

Written in the remembrance of my best friend soofi, who has been so closely bonded to us all these years now has moved to Chennai for his job. Wishing him to come back soon to hyderabad and bang those same amazing days with him again. Cheers buddy! We will save up many big surprises for you and we looking forward to you to join us asap! Saale jaldhi aa warna surprises badjayengey! :P
















Thursday, May 24, 2012

DLF IPL

DLF IPL, for most the word DLF is unknown yet the word IPL is well known, together they go brilliantly well however. Now this is a topic of discussion in people’s mouth and also the trending topics of twitter seemed to consistently top with IPL subjects in the past couple of months. It’s a perfect piece of entertainment that chills out the evenings of summer. Giving away 60-days long entertainment it also occupies a place of closeness to every class of people. 

Now that has come to an end, it leaves out a great boredom after the final match. Yet those big DLF maximums, unconditional cricketing action still lingers till the next IPL season. Factually IPL is held at a very point of taking the new talent out in the Indian cricket, but never had it become reason for a new talent so far, yet I believe format of T20 is always a piece of entertainment in which a real quality cricketer can never be visible as he is. Meager number of balls makes the game control its players, never giving a chance for player to show his class. 

Now the season 5 has already gotten to a place to celebrate its triumph. Cashing in on IPL hype, media channels have also poured out their best episodes on any tiny controversial issue in IPL. Franchises appeared their best on TV almost every day supporting their own team also leaving a sense of knowingness to the viewer. Most of them would be well recognized for their eternal appearance on television, also for their frantic expressions that followed each match. 

Although, following such a long season has raised a feeling of impatience in the viewers initially, it has struck back soon, caught its hold and drawn full attention from the audience towards its end. Some outstanding performances from players like DeVILLEARS,  GAMBIR, DEAN STEYL and more particularly one that of GAYLE has really topped the flight. He played beyond compare although his team couldn’t make it up to the finals. 


Well Dhoni’s team is knocking down everyone to make into finals, if not his game style, it would be his all time luck that pushes him into finals. Although it seems rather offensive to say so, but certainly he bought more luck than RCB which was well deserved to be in finals. However, it not important which team is taking up the title and which one were knocked out. Supporting one team looks like being a kid in a candy store. For me it seemed absurd to support only one team, so taking the chasing team side was all I did throughout IPL, jumping up during a nail biting finish gives a pleasure of success. Fortunately this season brought us many nail biting finishes. As we are only two matches away from the end of IPL , lets wish the qualified teams for a better luck in finals and hope upcoming matches go interestingly well and stand off the charts.

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Change!

I believe change is something we cannot accept at first sight. For most of us change is unpleasant, annoying and frustrating. Not for the change that it brings to life, but for what it takes away things that we owned for a long time. For what it is unacceptable to leave something we had accepted completely. It is horribly unacceptable when a close friend leaves for a far place. It is totally depressing to leave people with whom we already made some connection or that formed involuntarily.

It’s funny that plenty of things automatically surround our life style no matter where we stay in. Things creep slowly into our life with a very little acceptance.  How little they seem in the start, soon we let them into our lives and we never know what they really mean to us. They become massive and could only be seen when the time demands us to sacrifice them. The worst part out of all is to sacrifice that we had accepted all the days.   

But none would value the present as long as it is unchanged. Present would shine its best once it has to be kept into past and once future dreads close. Future however is always dreadful when seen under the lens of present. For most of it, present is born from change itself. Unfortunately life is full of changes, many call them challenges, there is nothing like a challenge facing a change. Accepting a change is as easy as pie when there is no finality in it. But every change comes with a full stop to one set of a life style.

Life demands change. Not only it demands, but also it brings out a new person from us who would shine in mirror. While at once change is inconceivably welcoming if such is one of our likings. While the change is harsh and brutal in the cases we have to sacrifice those likings, other is it looks like a pleasantry in the times of suffering.  Yet none would have control over it, instead reacting to it is only what we have all learned today. Such is the human, a reactor of change rather than a controller. Change is inevitable, so as the consequences that it bring up to us. Life without change is unacceptable too. It is made of so many episodes. While some episodes end up tragically, other end up joyfully. Shift from one to one is either delightful or mournful. For who prepare for it is always delightful for who not is always mournful. So forgive the change, accept the change, be the change!

















Thursday, May 10, 2012

Never I thought

Never realized my limbs are so useful, until I saw a handicapped

Never felt friendless, until the closest one went far

Never had I thought things would go this way!

Never believed in broken heart, until the loved one left away

Never thought I’d cry, until the reasons were not fair

Never had I thought things would go this way!

Never cared of life, until it has changed into what I never planned

Never smiled so hard, until I learned the feeling of pain

Never had I thought things would go this way!

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Unlike previous semesters!

Here is what I transformed into. I finished my first exam today, came home opened up the computer and started blogging. People usually get depressed when then do their exam badly, at least not until they are habituated to a series of failures in every exam. But I have no such feeling of failure even though my first exam got screwed. I wondered what I turned into.  I always had the fear of exam every semester. But this semester is different; it nearly looks like I lost interest in studies. I wondered once again why I really lost interest in academics all of a sudden. I thought for a while. Sat in a comfortable chair and brainstormed almost half hour. But it was all mysterious!
After all I attempted an external exam which was quiet evidently a huge thing for many people around me. Why was it not for me! God knows! However, I needed some rest after such a big exam attempt. Resting was in my schedule of previous semesters too. I started taking rest….
Unlike previous semesters, this time relaxing and resting was unusual. I didn’t find it peaceful to sit under air conditioning and have the pleasure of watching tv. Then I scrawled up on the floor looking for a nap. But I didn’t get sleep. I felt the tiredness inside yet still I didn’t get sleep unlike the earlier semesters…
 Then I opened the computer, started writing this article. I started feeling good, almost like someone has pulled me up suddenly. I was back to life, with the peace that I was looking for.  Tiredness of exam had disappeared; a sense of joy was built. I felt alive. I started feeling relaxed the moment the thought of writing an article crossed my mind. I couldn’t value the questions of morning’s exam as much as I valued to the lines of this article. In fact, I’m still surprised to say so. May be or may be not writing became a huge thing for me; I never wanted to measure how deeply I value it. Let it all be mysterious unlike previous semesters!  

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Will you ever believe me

Will you ever believe me?
I look upon you with a hope of smile
Harder for you to do so, because it only makes me feel good
Never thought there could be such a wonderful smile in this world
Your encounter made me believe in such perfection in nature
There is nothing that I can give you to buy that smile
I wish I have what that makes you delightful once in a while
I dig myself in search of that treasure of joy which I can present you
Now even so I found it, your disbelief in me shatter the gift I saved for you
Will you believe me? I'm standing out here with a hope of your acceptance.