tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4411407808497014512024-02-07T23:28:28.380+05:30Destiny and LUCK!!May be both destiny and luck sounds same to one who comes with silver spoon but for someone it may be alike looking for sun during new moon!AJAY ARORAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07151369376839188604noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441140780849701451.post-51213140238661311312014-11-30T22:51:00.000+05:302014-11-30T22:51:01.333+05:30The Moment, When Past hits you Back!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Really don’t know either we live for some happy moments or
moments are making life happier! </div>
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Life is all about moments, Some are happy while some are bad
, some are remembered for forever while some meant to be forgotten, Some moments we
are proud of while some we always regret. </div>
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But there are some moments in your life which are very
special , Untold & stored into permanent storage of your heart not because
of you experienced incredible thing but because of the special feeling of those moments being spent with the one you
care about, the one you love, the one whom you never ever forget irrespective wherever
you go.</div>
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Moments create Memories & Memories of a person who is no
more into your life makes your life a bit tougher to live with those memories
in your mind. And as of now there isn’t any mechanism to erase all the past
memories. Chances are high that you may hit any of those memories in your
present & they may drag you to your past which you once lived cheerfully at
that time but now you want it to get buried there in grave of time. </div>
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Thoughts travel faster than light; I went to mall for buying
a wrist watch, supposedly a gift to me from my side which was pending since my
last birthday. During that time I was choosing a watch from me, I came across
women section of watches just to have glance what there in trend. There was
plenty of new design, different vibrant colors & amazingly fashionable
watches. From all that watches, my eyes got to stick to one watch which was
third from the left from upper second row of his display counter. Watch having
Silver toned dial having circular base & crystal embellishments near the
dial & has fixed stone inside it. It was exactly the same watch which Ayesha
used to wear; I always used to admire her watch whenever we used to meet. Thoughts
of her were the only thing my mind could think of at that time.</div>
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Although we haven’t met for close to 4 years but a tiny second
glance over that watch drove me to whole of my past in few seconds. I was into memories of past where holding her hand
was a habit, listening to her was addiction & thinking about her was like
one of life supporting function. But I forget
one important thing said by Einstein, “Change is the only Constant thing in the
world.” Same happens, we did change a lot: physically, mentally & off
course emotionally. Now we don’t share emotions as we used to do. We don’t talk
as we used to. </div>
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Time flew; we came to different cities, doing different
things differently. Probably she must be having another guy in her life adding
up new memories to her life with her special moments. </div>
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Many thoughts were juggling up in my mind that point of
time, which was stopped by the distraction of the annoying sound made by someone
else cell phone!<br />
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I smiled at my destiny & believed in Luck saying that, “It’s not the right
time to buy a watch” & stepped out the shop to live my same monotonous
life again which I am living for past four years.<br />
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P.S = Something didn’t go the way we want to & somethings are bound to get
wrong irrespective of what you do. But it’s not where we stop & cry. It’s
the time we should keep going & try until we get what we deserve.<br />
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AJAY ARORAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07151369376839188604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441140780849701451.post-75151563765082104992014-09-08T03:25:00.000+05:302014-09-08T03:25:50.349+05:30 Apology Accepted: Chapter Closed<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i>Almost after 2 years,
she felt that she did wrong & apologized for the same. Does this Apology will
have made any difference between us?<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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It’s been four months; I am talking to her after the long gap
of eighteen months which I dont myself know what exactly went wrong between us at
that point of time. Although we always
try to avoid talking about past always but yesterday was different. </div>
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During these four months, I hardly had ten conversations
with her over facebook that too normal, the way I talk to any other facebook friend,
we talk about what she is doing with her life, about her job in new city. In
the course of talking over few months, I had realized that we both kind of
moved on from each other. We are emotionally stable now & I should say bit emotionally
mature, and are living a comfortable single life without being liable &
bounded to tell each other everything we came across as we used to do earlier.
I think, it is good for both of us to start a new chapter of life in new cities
as we both are in different cities.</div>
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But still something inside me, there was some pages of past which
were unwritten & finding an answer since then. I don’t say they got
their answer but I think they find their reason to remain *BLANK* </div>
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Between Me & Ayesha, story started long back in 2010
when we were in our graduation, when we only have mission just to clear the
semester exams & have vision to have end with first class degree. We both
completed our mission & vision but in between the process of achieving
targets somewhere, our story lost their vision of living together. As
graduation end came, it came along with end of our story. It was like she came into
my life with time bound offer which I failed to realize in the beginning. Graduation
Marksheet came & giving me smiling sarcasm for what I did to her (I could
have studied more). But this love story didn’t give me any of the scorecards as
it ended abruptly. Now after 2 years, i got the Apology scorecard, I was
confused what to do it with it.</div>
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Late Apology is like giving water
to crops when they are already been wasted due to scarcity of resources. But in
her case, I thought its better for me accept that as it will help me to live my life more comfortably without being finding the reason what went wrong.</div>
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I don’t know whether this late Apology of her make
sense in general or not but yes this Apology definitely make sense what happened between us in the past . I don’t know what this Apology gonna make any
change between us. But it will help me to close all the previous chapters which
were linked to her.</div>
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Thank you for Apology! </div>
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P.S = Again you are the
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AJAY ARORAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07151369376839188604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441140780849701451.post-57298566154214536912014-07-30T00:32:00.001+05:302014-07-30T00:32:25.353+05:30A Letter to Leo from Libra<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Dear Leo </div>
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As Leo People always tries to find something good in every
situation, so I hope this letter from Libra would definitely makes your day
good, A day which comes only once in a year.</div>
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As I don’t know her name yet, I only knew her that tomorrow
is her birthday as she talking over phone to someone about her birthday so I guess,
her zodiac is Leo.</div>
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So this is my gift to that Leo gal, whom I might never gonna
see her again in my remaining life.</div>
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A tall & ambitious gal, looks like what exactly a
perfect gal should look like as she was wearing a Black Dress, a complete perfect
mixture elegancy & beauty.</div>
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Then I saw her entering into Mango Store; probably she was
looking for her Birthday Dress. At that
time, my stars were lucky enough as there weren’t any other customer apart from
her, so even I entered the store pretending I want to shop something from
there.</div>
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A pretty gal & Normal Me, along with few salesman and huge
number of princess kind of dresses which even can make anyone look pretty. So,
I took charge as I don’t wanna get cursed
by my future that I didn’t even make
effort for to talk.</div>
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I approached her, said,”Happy Birthday!” </div>
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She gave a confused look, and just responded “Thanks, but
its tomorrow”</div>
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I Responded, “I can’t wait for next 24 hours to wish a
special Leo gal to wish her special birthday whom I might I don’t find
tomorrow.”</div>
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She Nodded & smiled!</div>
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Her smile makes my time to stop for few seconds,makes my mind numb & gave a memory that will come along with me in my grave. Then my
destiny came to picture & it overpowered my dwindling luck, when she said, “I
gotta go.”</div>
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Her smile makes me realize that there Few Things which money can’t buy &
Life is worth if you have someone special whose smile is important to you more
than anything else. Although I might never gonna see her again, I might never
gonna know her name but one thing I am sure of her memory gonna stay with me
forever.<br />
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Happy Birthday to Best Looking Leo gal, May you get whatever you want.<br />
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Regards<br />
Libra</div>
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AJAY ARORAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07151369376839188604noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441140780849701451.post-88864356367920694232014-05-25T01:32:00.000+05:302014-05-25T01:32:47.106+05:30Finally I did message after 18 months<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Yesterday wasn’t a simple day for sure; it was quite anonymous
day for me which came up with different Sun, trying to burn my hidden secrets which I never want to get noticed.</div>
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Like any other night, I did sleep but it wasn’t a sleep of night
it was a sleep of questions! Many questions were popping into my mind! Yes, It
was about her, yes it was about the <i>good
morning gal Ayesha! </i><br />
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Although it’s been 18 months that I have woke up daily only with blank screen
of mobile. But still some part inside me still expects a message ,which is beyond my
control.</div>
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These 18 months were different at least for me, one good
thing happened that I met myself, the person to whom I was hiding since many
years. There used to be times where every sunshine made me feel that she is near,
But time has really changed, now I had some fears.</div>
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Time has changed so fast, I came to Hyderabad just to be
occupied by my work but one thing that didn’t left me alone every single day was
memories of past to whom I wanna escape.</div>
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So yesterday with all the courage I messaged to her over
facebook….</div>
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<span style="font-family: "Agency FB","sans-serif";">“Helllllllllozzzzzz
Ayesha……..<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Agency FB","sans-serif";">Howz you<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Agency FB","sans-serif";">Without
expectation of reply, I am messaging because I really wanna talk!<br />
Yes I am being selfish here, I wanna talk & here I am on your Fb wall nd
messaging you”</span><br />
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I did this message to gal who used to lives few miles away. But unfortunately message
went 959 miles away from it where she is living now. Yes she had moved to
different city. It made me nerveless for many seconds but my numb mind still
pretends its fine! But it wasn’t at that time!</div>
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Sometime people are really far away that no technology made
you connect to them. It was just few months back when I used to know what
breakfast they had eaten & now they are too far to be asked anything.</div>
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She did reply to every single message from a new city but
with a same tone that made me forced to dig our past again.<br />
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I really don’t know is it a start of other painful journey or is it gonna cure
previous sins. I want it to be normal.</div>
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Again it’s my destiny which is overpowering my dwindling
luck, making me amuse what is going to happen!</div>
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One thing was different today, this time her messages come
up with emotions which wants to say something aloud which I failed to hear.It felt that her messages are hiding something. As
she was in hurry so asked me come up next time, will there be a next time or it
was just the illusion !</div>
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“Living Life is such a tricky game that makes you clean
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“<i>Kuch Rattein ban jattein hain khaas</i></div>
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<i>Jis din hoo jaye tumse baat karne ka ehsas</i></div>
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<i>Teri batton ka to mujhe hain kch aisa nasha<br />
jo naa hoo to , ab zindgi lagti mujhe sazaa</i>..”</div>
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I had so many things to tell her but from where to start…………………………..or
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AJAY ARORAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07151369376839188604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441140780849701451.post-32592010906880373772013-12-22T03:38:00.003+05:302013-12-22T12:18:50.156+05:30People call it CLUB, I call it FAMILY<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Hey Blogdosts<br />
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I know, It’s been a huge time since I last posted a blog, but IBS Hyderabad
doesn’t really give me time to pursue it anymore, or should I say, I was never
felt about writing since I landed in the City of Nizam.</div>
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Life in MBA is like being SUN & MOON at the same time, it doesn’t give you time even to pee, still being a lazy brat I had
managed somehow to live here. Before I joined here, I don’t have any idea what really I want to do with my remaining fifty
years of life, But one thing I was really sure of that, I do born with DNA of
capital market. I really don’t know whether I am really good in it or not but
when rest of children were watching Cartoon Network, I was forced to sit in front
of CNBC by my father because he wants to see it. Although I never understood
what they blabbered in English during that of point of time but it was always
discussion of night during my childhood.</div>
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Somehow during that time, if market rallies, we could really
demand of Ice-creams & if market falls, it was dinner is only thing we can
expect. So I brought up with only knowledge, on which day I along with siblings
can ask for Ice creams.<br />
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Being an IBS student isn’t really luxury but being a part of Virddhi is really
something special. Here I found people whose DNA also contains capital Market.
So, in biological terms, if your DNA matches with some other, you are family.<br />
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So, it’s my new family now called Virddhi family, here I get know it’s not only
about asking Ice creams in the night. It’s really something different from
it. <br />
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Words will be crime to describe my new family.
But today I had learnt one thing from one of the brightest member of
family Saurabh Prabhu , “ In kalyag, Everything things needs to have a face
value” . Probably advice of his I am gonna carry for lifelong & writing all
this for every member of it.<br />
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So, let me introduce you all with few members of family. Let me start with
Existing Senior people of the family</div>
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<b>Subrat Sahoo<br />
</b>Zero Day Placement, JPMC. What else
you need to know. This is the kind of person you always want to be, 9+ pointers,
Plays cricket, True Vriddhite. Even he had of hobby of calling juniors in the
night discussing Philosophical matter with them . Every investor fails to interpret the momentum of his stock & even shock to see huge rally
in him always every moment.<br />
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<b>Ashwin<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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Probably a value stock of Virddhi, kind of knowledge he has,
sometime forced me to think he must know all these things from his last birth.
Calm Personality, a person doesn’t believe in knowledge sharing, he is kind of
person, who makes you gather all the knowledge on your own without even letting you know. I still confuse how he does that. Salute for making me work on Inflation &
Abenomics, which I easily could get it from you.</div>
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<b>Abhishek Shah <o:p></o:p></b></div>
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Another JPMC placed personality,
a person from different planet. A kind of stock which no one could ever predict
the move he makes. He is a Time Machine of Virddhi, which accurately predict
the price levels of stocks. Chilled out person of club, handles everything like
cake-walk.<br />
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<b>Ankit<br />
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</b>its only person which I found it overqualified for this place. He should be
somewhere in RBI. Knowledge, the person has about monetary policies, No one can
beat that person for sure & the confidence his key to success. Whether it’s
Derivatives or Currency, his analysis matters a lot. Another Best quality of
that person is, he can leave any meeting in between without letting any other
know.<br />
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There are many great names in the list & everything has something special
about them, Shreya ( Negative Day Placement), Mohit ( A live Fundamental
Analyst), Anurag Mantri ( Technical
Expert), Sahil ( Marketing can’t be done without you), varhsa( ICRA girl),Mithun (
just one word <b>Stock Expert</b>)<br />
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List continues……………..<br />
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Now coming to juniors (<b>Small cap Today,
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<b>Saurabh Prabhu</b><br />
A mumbaikar guy, for whom analyzing the stock is as easy as changing clothes
for us. I don’t know his Mantra & but People call it ‘Extra Power’. Above
all, what I think ,He is genuine stock which has given consistent returns in
the past. And I will admire your words whatever
you said to me today & tries to improvise that & also your advice
matters me & keep throwing it.<br />
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<b>VR_Rajeev<br />
</b> He is an Eagle eye of virddhi, the
way he looks the stock or sector , no one can imagine that. Please help us in
that BRO. A real Virddhite is another
adjective for him.<br />
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<b>Sristhi <br />
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A Homely gal, some people even call it ‘’DIDI’’, a good singer, who loves to
get clicked & off course I will not write that you like food the most. It’s only gal, to whom we can say ECONOMICS
runs into your Blood.<br />
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<b>Gaurav<br />
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He is best stock-picker, we can ever have!
I don’t know how you do that but dude I really admire your art &
gives due importance to every stock, Whether it’s Aurobindo pharma or SREI
infra or any other!<br />
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<b>Pulkit<br />
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Emotional character of family & is best in handling everything so smoothly
no one even can think of. Hard work is
really not a word for him, off course he just do something more than that.<br />
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Even here also list continues<br />
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Pooja ( who always remind me to speak slow), Gattu ( a true friend & die
hard virddhite), Sunay ( Charming Boy of club), Drishika ( people call it Daru),
Ankur ( Ajanta pharma zindabad) ,Anumeha ( Two-club girl), Anurag ( Hard
Worker), Vignesh ( 9 pointer) , Trisha ( A multi bagger talent), Neha ( Expert's Advice) , Vishesh ( Admire your listening skills), Vishnu( please Don’t speak
Hindi in front of any gal), Prince ( Macro- stock) ,Nitish (Talented person), Laksh ( Chilled person of club), Nivetha ( Multi talented),Aditya (
Dedication is the word for you)<br />
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<b>Shubham<br />
</b>A person who really read this script in midnight & encourage me post it
& also make me realize I does lot of
grammatical errors while writing. Thanks for that! Thums up!<br />
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As this script already crossed
1000 words, I wanna end up saying that For anyone to whom Vriddhi matters,
matters me a lot!<br />
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AJAY ARORAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07151369376839188604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441140780849701451.post-81568498191345767012013-06-30T18:09:00.000+05:302013-06-30T18:09:37.676+05:30Hyderabad: A Crowded Paradise<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoNscPr_tOrNdEOnstezfAsHOyiXu1W2DRrhRE8y7giHJUKYrnQJMOhyphenhyphenzuD8IYUUNBCFVIWMooj7wOCBdkQzEfvV6_UXexjFC2Oo4MMf28MePwQc7SlfUBAaYoycHgKo-fR-JsujlbizE/s400/hyderabad-vacation.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoNscPr_tOrNdEOnstezfAsHOyiXu1W2DRrhRE8y7giHJUKYrnQJMOhyphenhyphenzuD8IYUUNBCFVIWMooj7wOCBdkQzEfvV6_UXexjFC2Oo4MMf28MePwQc7SlfUBAaYoycHgKo-fR-JsujlbizE/s320/hyderabad-vacation.jpg" width="320" /></a>It’s been sixteen days that I have successively passed in
the city, which is 1100 miles away from my home land. <br />
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For you it might be just sixteen revolution of earth around the sun, but for me
it’s like I have born 16<sup>th</sup> time, every time with new desire, new challenges
& with some new pretty faces. I haven’t thought of such thing that gonna
happen to me but now it’s like I belong to Hyderabad now. It’s like every day
we born for different purpose here.</div>
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It was my first visit to the “city of nawabs” & now I am
attached to it. Here I have felt that 24hrs is too short to live a whole day. You
have so much to do; parties’ with new friends, attending classes, photography, playing
badminton, enjoying movies and list goes on. Here you have to cut short your
sleep in order to live a lively life every day.</div>
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It’s was all about Hyderabad, but it’s not the reason I am
writing this blog & thing which forces me to write is my PAST.</div>
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29<sup>TH</sup> JUNE, 2013</div>
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I was having moment of my life, after class parties, hanging
out with my friends & coming late at nights. But that day was different, I was
putting some important dossiers back to my bag , then I found some torn papers
, firstly appeared like some bills , which make curious what I have bought so
preciously that I have put it my bag for so long. So I carefully handled the
torn the paper & tries to analyze what it is!! </div>
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CRAP!<br />
FUCK!<br />
<br />
It was two movie tickets of Cineplex in Gurgaon, dated 4<sup>th</sup> march.
Everything was going just fine into my life until I analyzed the torn papers, which
I might not know what they are doing inside. For anyone, it could be movie tickets but it
really shocked my life for a second & these two tickets showed me the landscape
view of what had happened with me on 4<sup>th</sup> march (a day that can’t
erased from my memory) in a second. I was silent, not aware of what to do, just
glaring the walls continuously & aimlessly.</div>
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I was amazed by full stop given by life in the middle of so
called none less than perfect life that I always dreamt of living. Those two tickets
have no worth to anyone, but it still had enough force to drag me to my past which
I was forgotten. It reminds me of person who never forgets to remind me a good
morning every sunny day in my past. It was about her.</div>
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It was tickets of last movie that we have seen together on
our last meeting.</div>
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It was like I am standing at the same place at gurgaon,
forcing myself to think everything will be all right, believing nothing had
happened! But destiny already clean bowled my luck way before I thought. It was
just 4<sup>th</sup> March that destiny chose to raise the finger to give me
directions for going back to pavilion. </div>
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It’s almost 4 months that I haven’t seen her and I still
haven’t taken my stand on this! I am just avoiding it, will avoid it for forever.
I don’t want to accuse her for going way without a reason. Sometime there could
be reason too for not giving a reason. Because there is nothing right or wrong
happens in life, it happens because it was bound to happen. It was just like we
both chose our life against each other. One thing that no one can ever steal is
‘memories’ of all wired things we did together.
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If it was the failed relationship that gave me so much of happiness,
imagine what comes along with the real package!!!</div>
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Now , coming back to Hyderabad - a life , where no one wanna
miss single second to be their life to be a part of it. Will post next blog
soon………</div>
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AJAY ARORAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07151369376839188604noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441140780849701451.post-34499396998842650702013-03-23T19:46:00.002+05:302013-03-23T19:46:27.649+05:30Serendepity<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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My grey cells have already lost their battle against veins
of my heart in coming to the conclusion, Am I really addicted to her or is it just
chemical imbalance in my mind!</div>
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<u>February 8, 2013<o:p></o:p></u></div>
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Rumors of love were on everyone’s minds! Everyone wants to
change their relationship status before 14<sup>th</sup> February. Being a
non-believer of love & hatred of relationship, I was accompanying my friend
who recently had broke up on that day. I dunno know what I was doing there, but
friends always used to call me whenever they had broken up with their current
girl friends.</div>
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He was crying & begging her to come back into her life
over phone.</div>
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I was just wondering, Today is just a same day like rest of
the year while some of the people are busy with their girlfriends & some of them are crying for their
girl-friends. And I was enjoying free VODKA shots in gurgaon.</div>
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Rohit- Why does she do this to me? I would do anything to be
with her again! Tell me Ajay, WHY?</div>
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Me- (With same set of break-up dialogues)</div>
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Look Rohit, Everything happens for the
purpose of good! Don’t think it as Break-up, Take it as a lesson.
Even Divya was not the right girl for you my friend. There must be some
good fortune of your’s that she isn’t more to ruin your remaining life. May be
it’s time for new girl to enter your life.</div>
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Rohit- Hmmm (with a sip of vodka…)</div>
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Me- And have you ever look at her butt carefully, seems like
flat watermelon even without the partition!</div>
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(We both giggles & Finally Divya’s story
was coming to end slowly , to distract his attention , I shifted the topic )</div>
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Me- why don’t you try on Pooja, even she is interesting in
you. Chances are higher, Might be you could get your new girl friend by
valentine.</div>
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Rohit- Misson Pooja!!!
Pooja going to be my next girlfriend!</div>
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She was already into my priority list in case I have ever
lost my interest in Divya ever in future. But I can’t be with Divya anymore.
It’s the right time to strike the iron.</div>
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Me- Ok bro, I think I should leave! </div>
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Rohit- Thanks for Today!</div>
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Me- Thanks for the VODKA!
If you gonna offer me Vodka every time you had a break-up! , I would
wish you do have it every Sunday.</div>
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Rohit- fuck off!</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Finally we stepped out of the bar. He straight went to his
BMW. He dropped me to MG
road; from there I can get easily Auto-rickshaw.</div>
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It was 11 pm & I was at MG road waiting for an
appropriate costing Auto-rickshaw. I had already refused to 10 auto-rickshaws
because they were out of my limited budget of 50 rupee note in my pocket.</div>
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Finally, I found an auto that would drop me to Sector-17 in
exactly in my budget. As I was stepping
inside the Auto, I heard the very delicious voice.</div>
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Can we share this Auto?</div>
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A mesmerizing voice was coming from the back; I turned back
just to check out the source of sound!</div>
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There was simply awesome fair girl with I-phone in the hand
was standing beside me!</div>
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I can still recall the charm, she was wearing that day. It
might be because of her over-branding clothes & the premium accessories but
she had the persona that I never felt before! </div>
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Words would be the crime, if I describe the beauty. She is
the best looking girl that I have ever seen till now.</div>
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She came closer to me & said –“Actually, my car has
broken down & it’s not safe to travel for me alone. Can you please the
share this Auto with me! I will pay the
full fare, only thing you need to do is accompany me till sector-17!”</div>
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<div class="MsoNormal">
For me, it was like getting another pizza free of cost only
because I have asked them for extra sauce! </div>
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I just nodded without saying a single word! </div>
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Finally I stepped inside the auto & she followed me the
same way. We were hardly seated in an inch gap. I can feel her presence, her
aroma, her breaths & her hand moments! It was the first time that I have
ever felt like this way. This feeling was different & just wanting Time to
pause for a lifetime; But Auto was pacing on maximum speed as there was hardly
traffic during that time.</div>
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I didn’t dare to speak a single word. Her presence was
making me numb; I was just adding ever single second to my permanent memory
database for the future. That was time,
I won’t forget. There was sharp silence
in auto apart from the romantic engine sound coming from it. Yes, even that
engine sound seemed romantic at that
time.</div>
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Finally, she broke out the silence I am Ayesha!</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I am Ajay with stammering sound! (I don’t know why the hell
I can’t control my voice, when I needed it most)</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Ayesha- so, the girl didn’t agreed to your proposal on this
very romantic propose day! At least, your zoomed face telling me the same. </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I didn’t speak a word but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to.
Before I could answer, She continued further & I thought better not to
interrupt the delicious voice. </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Ayesha- chill Ajay, Acc. To current census there are 15
million girls out there from our age
group in India. It shouldn’t annoy you,
when you got rejected by one of those 15 million girls. You still have chance
left on rest of it.</div>
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I was smiling not for her’s move of convincing me of the
thing, that I didn’t believed in. But for the reason she was talking to me. She
had just added 73 beautiful words that were coming from her lips, a beautiful
voice. Her moment of lips reminds me of best fantasy girl, that I ever thought
!</div>
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Soon, I started the deceleration from Auto; it was
sector-17, which we both need to step out. But I decided not to leave the auto.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Finally, Auto has come to rest position, Ayesha stepped out
& gave 100 INR to auto-driver & asked him to take me further &
adjust the remaining amount in the fare.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Ayesha- Thank you!
For allowing me sit beside you, making me comfortable & accompanying
me safely.<br />
Take care!!</div>
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</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Me- (with all the courage, that I had ; I only managed to
say couple of words)</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I hadn’t proposed
her yet!<br />
</div>
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She smiled, wished me good luck!</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
How prettier it looks, when target itself is wishing you
good luck! </div>
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Finally she left this way!</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Alas, I could bribe rest of my life to GOD, for giving me
this half an hour again! I didn’t regret the moment that she isn’t with me
anymore! It’s time cherish my whole life that she was with me for half an hour!</div>
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AJAY ARORAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07151369376839188604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441140780849701451.post-49255135119208606022013-03-04T22:00:00.000+05:302013-03-04T22:00:24.234+05:30Gurgaon: Dreams Turned into Reality<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Ayesha has re-entered in my life!</div>
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Now we are again connected through whatsapp, face book & Twitter! .</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
After two months of trauma that I had, now even things were trying back to be normal.</div>
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Two things, which are even same as before i.e. first she is listening
to me & second I am talking to her over phone every time! Things were
changing so fast between us, making me feel more tensed! Doesn't know what gonna happen in future !</div>
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It must be mine bad luck that things went pretty wrong before but
destiny has shown his light today.</div>
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Finally she invited me to meet in her new city –GURGAON!</div>
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Date Decided-4<sup>th</sup> March</div>
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Time- Maximum time that I can spend (Actually she has taken
off from her office)</div>
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Location Settled – Confirmed many times!</div>
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Plans were reassured as long as we can discuss it over
phone!</div>
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This was the day I wanted, to pass it quickly!</div>
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4<sup>th</sup> March, 2013 (Only DAY of my life, whose waiting
could be synchronized with suffering)</div>
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As clock strikes 12, I was hell excited that Instead of
setting an ALARM I put up the COUNTDOWN
TIMER of 5 hrs, because I have to wake up early . Even though countdown
time was running, I still checked it in every 5 minutes in order to make sure
my mobile shouldn’t run out of battery.</div>
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I was awake at sharp 4-55 am, ahead of time schedule!</div>
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I didn’t want Luck to interfere with my any of the schedule! Then I simply put off my Timer! </div>
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It was time to get ready & finally I reached the desired
location at sharp 10-30! </div>
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which makes me numb for almost a minute! Finally I saw her with every corner
from my eye, she was waiting for me! It was the first time; she did wait for me
because earlier it was used to be my task to do so!</div>
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She was looking so different today making me feels
uncomfortable about my looks! (How can she do it to me, I was perfect too!)</div>
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Finally we entered the movie hall as decided & enjoyed
the worst movie of mine till now! But never mind, sometimes it’s a company who
makes you to feel good not the movie! <br />
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After that great meal, we talked so much that even Sun was
changing its direction towards west! I was wondering how much I waited for this
special day & why the day is ditching me …by taking the sun away so fast!</div>
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Atlast it was time to listen the GOOD BYE from her, but I didn’t
responded! And she was gone & leaving me behind into her memories</div>
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Memories of today or plans for future …I still couldn’t
figure out ………………….</div>
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AJAY ARORAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07151369376839188604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441140780849701451.post-80952842434650048352013-02-27T20:48:00.000+05:302013-02-27T20:48:15.137+05:30Escapism From love ♥<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="background: white; color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">Welcome to the world of Escapism, Where everyone is escaping,
some are escaping from situations while others are wanted to escape from the
persons.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">Since inception, we always tried to escape from time, fear
& lot of unpleasant things. . Every action of our, is just an escape from
some other action. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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gonna disappear just because you don’t wanna see it. In fact, Things will be
even worse the next time you open your eyes. Only a coward closes his eyes
thinking he might be able to escape from the problem. Closing your eyes &
plugging up your ears won’t make Time either to stand still or pass it quickly.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">The best way to escape from a problem is to solve it!!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">As the dictionary defines it, “Escapism – Diversion from
reality” or can be inferred as doing lot of unpleasant things which gives you
distraction from doing pleasant things.<br />
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<span style="background: white; color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">In a usual habit of escaping, even we had also started to escape
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AJAY ARORAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07151369376839188604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441140780849701451.post-66568193529534271922012-12-12T01:46:00.002+05:302014-04-11T00:44:56.843+05:30More than friends but less than lovers ♥<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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we entered into the 12<sup>th</sup> date of 12<sup>th</sup> month of 12<sup>th</sup>
year of this century.</span> And clock is too showing 12-12 am when I am about
to start this post which I myself doesn't know what I am gonna write in it.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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December, 2012<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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sun was on time & shinning on his usual place. But I was on my couch, fully
awaken but pretending to be sleepy under blanket with mobile in hand. I was
waiting for her text, a morning wish which become a insulin for my senses to
react everyday or I should say reason for me to wake up, my eyes are adamant to
start to a day with her text, my ears are deeply waiting for the message tone
& my hands are just hoping for the mobile to vibrate as early as possible.
Time for to feel alive, message received.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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wait for message every day, just to confirm is she ok, is she all right or in
short is she is living </span><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; line-height: 115%;">♥</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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how I transformed from virtual dreaming to the textual reality daily. This is
how I woke up every day. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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college is off for preparatory leave for exams. This was the reason I was still
on my bed starting a day with shinning sun in the top to the vibration in my
mobile phone.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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I am terribly bad shayar, still I do manage have a romantic shayari every
morning only for her </span><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; line-height: 115%;">♥</span><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; line-height: 115%;">)<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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aakhon mein motion “<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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know what kinda relation it is , but we haven’t named it as love , we haven’t
fall into relationships , we haven’t promise to be a part each other’s life for
forever. But we do care each other as lovers do, we do have endless talks as
lovers do & we can’t stay without each other as lovers.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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short, what I can name it as ‘’More than the best friends but less than lovers.’’
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we are really soul mates then no one can part us in any way. And if we aren’t the
‘one made for each other’, any other guy could steal her from my wildest
dreams. So, I dunno wanna pollute such a divine word i.e LOVE </span><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; line-height: 115%;">♥. </span><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; line-height: 115%;">I am one woman man, so just waiting for right
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again my destiny which is overpowering my dwindling luck, completely blank for
next move, now just waiting for what is pre-written in destiny rule book.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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AJAY ARORAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07151369376839188604noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441140780849701451.post-53034852690819630242012-11-27T09:04:00.002+05:302012-11-27T13:09:44.997+05:30Days before love <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Before I initiate my post, I wanna fall you in fabricated
situation of love, where you like a person & even you are sure of liking
from yours partner too. You are hanging around with her, enjoying endless
dates, watching movie on corner seats, recharging your mobile accounts in
midnights just to say to good night to her, asking endless favors from her
& Even you turned into a <i><u>“Shayar” </u></i>for
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In short, you find yourself completely tuned up with her.
And then your mind have train of thoughts, asks you numerous questions where
avoiding one could be considered as favoritism to other. Is it one whom GOD has
sent for you to write your entire life with her or is it one, whom I will
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Should I stick on that girl or should I wait for another
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This is the story of mine, where I find myself stuck in
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enjoy the same, what other is enjoying being in love with no commitment.If I follow the conventionally theory of love then I must
have listen to violin ,sound of love once I saw her but I ant’s enjoying the
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meter, where anyone can check, how much you love your partner. Even it should
be able to check sustainability of it , so that we can check how long will it
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AJAY ARORAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07151369376839188604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441140780849701451.post-50499199646078618692012-10-01T00:20:00.000+05:302012-10-01T02:26:26.516+05:30Memories of Past ♥<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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How can I forget you,,,</div>
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How can I forgive you,,,</div>
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When you don’t talk to me even
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You always promised to walk with
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But you weren’t there even for a
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I wish I could erase her memories
from my mind but till now Almighty GOD hasn’t made any system to do so. A guilt
of past which may effect my future!!</div>
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Few meetings with her, makes me
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Life has taken sharp turns till
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I am still finding the reason,
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That’s the story of every young
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Newly graduated from school
entered college now with new hopes, new desires & with new friends. Haven’t
thought even I could fall into prey of love with her eyes, her charisma, her
personality, her aura, her looks, her imagination; they always make me feel
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Time never is the same, during
that period my heart forays with my mind to prepare a strategy for first talk
& finally my heart succeeded & I was ready to talk with physical beauty
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I used to visit the cafeteria ,just to enjoy drizzling beauty of her!</div>
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So, finally day was decided,
venue got the nod by my mind authority checks & was ready with plan for my
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Being a non-believer of
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Finally making so much of
preparation, taking all the good lucks from near & dear ones, visiting all
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Finally the day arrived, clock
strikes 12 pm looks like even clock is greeting me with ‘NAMASTE’. I never felt
so different that day. Reached the desired venue, Cafeteria too packed with
charming smiles , Felt like happiness everywhere seems as everyone has already
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So, took a seat near by &
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She looked very happy ,just promising me that my first talk could be successful. But as it was my story , how GOD can plan it so smoothly!! </div>
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She wasn't alone this time , she was coming along with another boy not knowing who he was? .Rumours are high ,Boy like my angel ,have a feeling for her. But i didn't pay attention to that .i was focused towards my goal .</div>
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They entered slowly towards the cafeteria , i can watch them from my near by window. once they stepped inside the hall..Here my destiny comes into act. Suddenly cafeteria went dark only light focusing both of them. Then boy whom i never want to enter my story becomes the antagonist of my story & perposes her ''Will you be my only & forever angel for rest of my life?'' Without thinking for second ,she said ''YES''.As she was<br />
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<o:p> i was stunned , What had happened to me!! How angel of my life migrated to become another's angel </o:p></div>
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<o:p> At that tym i came to know , Heart doesn't had feelings , it can't love , it can't think . iT's just a medical organ which supports us to live. </o:p></div>
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AJAY ARORAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07151369376839188604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441140780849701451.post-44990498488201419602012-08-22T01:37:00.003+05:302012-08-22T01:54:01.081+05:30Love -The sweet illusion ♥ ♥ ♥ <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Learning comes from an experience
& Life is a school in which everyone fails with Dead End. Today what we are,
how we behave, kinda personality we have all because of endless experience
learning from limited life that we had live till of now. So, no one is God or Devil it’s all
because of his past experiences. By the time you end reading it, you will be 3
minutes older from what you are now so I made the best effort to make it worth.</div>
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Sometimes life seems completely
unpredictable , Firstly we ran for something , wanna achieve that thing so hard such that nothing can comparable to that need & once we achieved it it has lost
it’s value. And the hunt for new lucrative target begins. Our life seems
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everyone’s life when someone wants you so badly that he doesn’t wanna miss a
single second to be with you. He tried every good or bad move, intentionally or
unintentionally to be with you. And once he realized that you are part of his
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AJAY ARORAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07151369376839188604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441140780849701451.post-87999870261849087222012-07-02T04:03:00.000+05:302012-07-02T04:03:14.879+05:30TEAM ANNA @ Rohtak<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b> A day which comes with the alarm clock asking
us to awake with only half days left of a year. We had successfully completed
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<b>Like any other day I was
the culprit of Laziness, which doesn’t allow me to awake before 10 am. First words
coming to ears were from my mother’s that Team Anna is visiting Rohtak at 2 PM.
During peak summer day & peak time of day at 2 PM answer of anyone could be
NO. Who wants to ruin their time in
hottest chimney of SUN outhere?<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b> Now I had made my mind I will attend the Team Anna
meet & proudest thing was my mother also expects the same from me. Today no
matters what kinda person I was in past & what will be person I will be in
future but the thing that matters me most
I was proudest son of my mother at least for today.<o:p></o:p></b><b style="background-color: white;">Second thing I did was forward this information to all of my friends with knowing the fact that hardly any of my friends will come.</b></div>
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<b>Crowd not for the purpose of entertainment, not for fun but for the nation. People ranging every age
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along their parents when temperature was encroaching 45 degree Celsius. I felt
ashamed where were I till now , where was my nation love till now<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>, where were my responsibility
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over sixty years of age , some of them I recognized Rich enough to live their
remaining time in corruption-stricken India , still came here for a nation .
I witnessed the females having Indian flag in hand & vande mataram
to lips.What a touching scene it was !!<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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Arvind kejriwal could be here in no time. Arvind kejriwal ,ex-income tax
officer if wants who could lived his live comfortably with a high paid job . A income tax officer can earn much enough even for his coming generation. But
still he chose to fight for us , fight for nation .He is doing such efforts for
us, left his job, left his home, ready to die for a country and Can’t we show
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<b>Finally he was there ,
to saw him, feel the presence of him were a extraordinary feeling in itself. After entry of Arvind
kejriwal , crowd was in motion again . only words which can heard at that time
were “ Anna g snagarsh karo , Hum tumhare saath hain “<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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among everyone, and to witness a crowd where no one is thinking about their
money, their lives , their relatives only Nation was the priority was something i could never felt till now.<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>The things said by Arvind entered everyone’s heart. And he
asked Rohtak’s people to come in numbers on 25<sup>th</sup> july at jantar
mantar to show support against Government, against corruption, against govt.
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<b>Today, Day itself forces me think what I have done
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<b>WHAT YOU HAVE DONE
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write something, still confused what to write in that ‘something’. In past a
month, I came accross approximate every mood of life. Starting from Tension of exams,
Pressure for interview for internship, Happiness for coming into finally
‘FINAL’ year of graduation and the thing which annoys me the most is
‘FRIENDSHIP’ from someone who even doesn’t know meaning of it & considered
it to hypothetical term, HUH!!! She
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The day 12<sup>th</sup> June, on which I have successfully
submitted my last exam papers & officially confirmed my entry in final year
of my engineering. The happiness doesn’t end last even for a day; because next
day I came to know I have a interview for my 6 weeks internship. So for this I
have to prepare CV. Somehow I managed to make it with the help of GOOGLE. I
checked it thrice, if it needs any editions or not. Finally the day has
arrived; I took a printout of it & scanned again for any correction needed. It was looking perfect.
Finally I was waiting for my turn, then person came in to asks my come in the
room for the purpose for same. Then I stood up from couch & followed him
with a file in my hand having perfect CV. Here destiny came into play,
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interview. The interview lasts for 20 minutes & went fine. Even they didn’t
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have pity on her for not having it & considered it to false thing.
Friendship is everything in that something that can’t be described. It makes
your every moment just worth living it. Today I realized one thing, instead of
realizing I should say I have learnt a lesson for a life time that never lower you’re
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<span style="font-size: large;">Everything has a past , a past since its inception & future till GOD's desire.</span><br />
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Till now , most of us had lived one third of its life or about to complete it. In those past years, we came across numerous events, some of which we never wanna recall or some of which we never wanna forget. Everything is past now.<br />
A past which we gonna live again , a past which we gonna enjoy again . In this past ,we had missed so many things to get some few things ,which no one is sure about that we will get it or not.<br />
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In childhood, we had plans of becoming actor,cricketer, pilot, teacher & IAS and we just end up our childhood in just becoming a student. A student which only knows how to study .<br />
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Just give a look at your long elasted childhood which has passed into few seconds.Time has wings of thoughts. Everything is past now. Nothing can come back to your hands Still memories can fly you there.<br />
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Most of us will not be contend with their present. we can't ever satisfied with present conditions and we <br />
were never satisfied by the past too, still we recall our past. No matter what the days are,what the situation is we gonna miss it in the end.<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: grey; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">You will look back on the times you laughed and you will cry. You will look back</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: grey; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"> on the times you cried, and you will laugh. You will always remember close friends, and you will always keep memories of them in your heart. Life is hard, it’s tough, and it’s unfair, but everyone gets over the hurt and the pain, eventually. You always end up with a smile on your face, if you give it a chance. ♥</span>
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In the awakening of becoming rich, we had eliminated the
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but they don’t know or I should say they don’t wanna realize that Wine doesn’t last
for forever. Even I was one of those realized the truth behind every relation
when she got a little success. Why she changed to me….STILL waiting for the explanation
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A day which jumped too early for me like any other day at sharp 12:00 AM, when most of the human
genes are dreaming on their respective couches while some are hardly employing
on their dreams for the production of new genes. Here my destiny crosses all
the limits of bounded luck which asks my phone to BEEP…, yes it was a message
of APPROVAL. Finally I was meeting her almost after half decade & I was
ready with her vague look & dwindling appearance in my mind & having
many questions. How does she look, will she be same girl who used to so calm,
innocent & generous. What happens if she has changed herself into typical
egotist <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Delhi</st1:city></st1:place> girl?</div>
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A meeting for me was seems rumor to her, It was just like
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A day which flew in enumerable hours finally reached on time
where I met her 30 minutes prior to the schedule at Pratap nagar, metro
station. She was looking as simple as anyone can but still no one wants to miss
charm she wears. I was about to ask which cream she used in last 5 years as she
looks exactly the same when I last saw her, yet I avoided. Her looks made me
forgot how badly I screwed up in first ever MOCK CAT of my life in the
morning.ohh!! Actually that was reason I have come to <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Delhi</st1:city></st1:place> for my Test. This time destiny was on a
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her to give me the bag but she denied & I said to my self ‘THANKS GOD from
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And how I can forgot to give thanks INDIAN RAILWAYS for the
incredible contribution towards my meeting, which stretched 90 min journey to
over a 120 min. Finally talks initiated once we inside the Train from past to
present. I don’t know what I have spoken at that time but I enjoyed enormously.
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LOVE, which finally ended. We believe in commercialization. Also for love. Love
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After long uncounted hours, I am here again to connect myself
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Talking about, what I did in past’s time….Naaah… Nothing much!!
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<i>The most admirable , praise able & most importantly unpredictable creature of GOD who can turns anyone's life into blissful hell.</i></div>
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<i>Unmatched Indian women proves her excellency in this field too.Science claims women have marginally less brain as compared to men, i doubt it because as the only creature in the world who can dares to fight for a logical thing in illogical matter & also won the argument too....Hats off indian women!!!</i></div>
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<i>Some studies proves that Indian men can handle job pressure & can eaisly survive through huge finance burden as compared to any other men over the globe. Reason behind this,,or advantage Indian men of tolerating experiences of tolerating Indian women is much more stressful than any other task.All thanks to Indian women who makes us capable of handling such huge recessions.</i></div>
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<i>Jokes apart, not only us but the whole world is proud of Indian women. We can find lots of examples starting Kalpana chawla, Pratabhia patil, Aishwary rai.........there are many more in this uncountable list !!!</i></div>
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<i>And one more thing , It's a really nice experience to blog in crowd packed of 100+ people looking like molecules with high density compartment of Indian railways.Also i have changed the name of blog from search is on to Destiny and Luck!!because as of right now i hardly see any of lucky destination in my journey towards my destiny</i></div>
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<i> Anyways we have entered to the first Saturday of the year coming to end of new year weekend.From tomorrow onwards repetition of cycle starts from Sunday from which our new year has started.Also welcome to last year of life 2012 as predicated by some of the cynic astrologers!!!!</i></div>
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<i>Finally, Wait is over for the New Year 2012. Till now every part
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the 2011 but some have bitter experiences too, never mind life is not a bed of roses,
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<i>The experiences 0F 20 New Year eves till of now, I can
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<i>Starting from January, A new year 2011 comes with lost hopes
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& successfully ended this year by doing nothing ( what else I can do.. when
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<i>Coming to the February & March, these were tiny 59 days
of my life. The only thing I can recall from my rusted mind that I have debited
so much money to help these poor Cineplex. Some of money was also make his way
to charity <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>restaurants.</i></div>
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engineering is not my kind of beer, bcoz I like Vodka …. (….there is nothing to
be amazed: P) after meeting some smart corporate ladies there, I can smell
my vodka from them & finally take a decison to make my carrier in<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Masters in Business Administration. Then I came
across one thing every man’s life is dominated by three WWW, one is Women,
other is Wine & last one Wealth. I too was dominated by first ‘W’ at that
time. The vodka corporate woman doesn’t know how her innocent looks changed my
life by diverting my ambitions from engineering to business. (For all who doesn’t
about my education I want to tell that I am screwing my life in mechanical engineering).
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crush (I hope someone has got the hint of her self: P ). .Now crushes got color
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Exam, I don’t know how I gave my exam but now it doesn’t matter. It was a
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<i>Finally new year is here with same set of people of with their
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<i>But I wanna to wish you too…A happy New Year & wish to
remain my enemies this year too.For all those who make the wrong perception after
reading this line & I want to make them clear that without enemies you can’t
enjoy the friendship. So thank you to all my friends & well wishers also my
viewers ,I hope coming 12 months, 365 days, 8760 hours & 52500 minutes will
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here again to mourn the last & 52<sup>nd</sup> Monday of the year 2011.
This year gives us very uneven experiences of bad & worst.. While a ray of
hope of terror free world comes with the assassination of Osama bin laden on of the
Monday of the year . This year Monday
being so tragic destructed every sector around the world, Japan tops the list being
suffered a lot due to uncontrollable nuclear emission resulting into major lose
both in lives & property </i>killing 15,840 and leaving another
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</div>AJAY ARORAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07151369376839188604noreply@blogger.com0Rohtak, Haryana, India28.892361 76.5912428.781144 76.4333115 29.003578 76.7491685tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441140780849701451.post-60367897645973452902011-12-21T20:37:00.002+05:302011-12-21T22:40:53.011+05:30Sachin Tendulker :BHARAT RATNA<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">May be it is time to be overjoyed for all cricket lovers,who considered Sachin Ramesh Tendulker as 'GOD' but at the same time for all persons belonging to other sports are in the state of jeopardy.The most prestigious & greatest honor of the country to be given to any civilian "BHARAT RATNA" is opening its field to consider sports personality too. Initially this award is limited to persons belongs to Arts,Science,Literature & public fields but now cabinet ministry has taken approval to consider sports too by making some amendments in constitution.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">For an Indian, sports can only be synchronized with cricket and government has planned to consider the name of Sachin Tendulker for highest civilian award in field of sport. It makes Sachin himself proud as well as his fans present over the globe who worship him as 'GOD OF CRICKET' </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">Sports is field of Records and some one has rightly said "Records are meant to be broken".No doubt Sachin has earned number of record during his life & still his hunger of records doesn't have a full stop.He is the leading run-scorer and century maker in Test and One day international<sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-4"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sachin_Tendulkar#cite_note-4"></a></sup> He is the first male player to score a double century in ODI cricket.Tendulkar is the first and the only player in Test Cricket history to
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">Recently ,as we all know Sehwag has hit double ton against west indies breaking Sachin's record.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">BHART RATNA should be only given to those unique personality are unique in their fields, who are born once in lifetime, to a person who admired over the globe. By giving BHART RATNA ,does Indian government takes a guarantee that there will be no Sachin Tendulker in future. </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">Before Sachin ,there was Kapil Dev , a world cup winning team captain a legendary man of records now Sachin has taken it's position & in future there will be some one else who will take the sachin's position makes to our country proud.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">I am not against Sachin Tendulker for considering him for honor. Sachin was gem of India & will continue to be.....</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">I just want to express my regard to consider various other sports legendary from others fields too.It will only bigger the viod between between cricket and other sports which results into less sponsorship to others sports ultimately effects into poor performance of players in other sports. </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">Viswanathan anand World champions of Indian origin game Chess. Abhinav Bindra ,ace shotter who bags gold medal during Beijing Olympic. Dhayan chand , a man of honor respected by all hockey players over the globe. How can we neglect that?</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">Are we doing justice to consider only Sachin for a award & neglecting various other who need it first </span></i></div>
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<i>My brain cells have lost their ammunition to conclude
whether the day went as partially spoiled or I actually spoiled it fully.
Living in most spiritual country where more than half of the population awake
before sunrise only to come at holy places and make sounds as high as they want
to show the rest of population that they are awake. But I have to gone to
virtual reality when my mom has shocked their presence in room & pointed
the hand toward wall clock. IT’S SHOWING 6 AM…now everyone in my home has
completed their journey to dreams so I have to go through the torture of sleep
too. So first 25% part of day actually spent with my laptop. All thanks to Mr.
Mark Zuckerbug!!</i></div>
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<i>But this time I am the prisoner for next uncounted time to
my bed. i was up with the phone ring which showing me time 3 PM, thinking of
only one thing upto now many of<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>friends
have taken their lunch & I haven’t taken breakfast yet. After coming into
action rushed directly went to kitchen & become confused what should I
asked for? “ A BREAKFAST” or “ A LUNCH” then I suddenly asked for FOOD simply .</i></div>
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<i>Now it’s time for some socialising & made a decision to
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<i>I was home again but this time clock being kind to me shows
me the time 6PM, realising me of the time of morning. IT’s time again for
exercise for my stomach cells. A day without TV can’t possible. So I finally
thought just to say hello to my television by pressing Red button. Being a
TV,still human’s best friend mine too!! He never let go out, so I finally taken
dinner in front of him</i></div>
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