the result

the result was anounced when i stood there to ask doubt for my project.......d only thing i wished for was tht result niklega toh abhay sir samne nahi hone chahiye.....n it was exactly d opposite.......i was in class in front of sir n cudnt react on it.....sir checked my result n i was passed but tht wasnt enough.....v still din get our mark sheet ny thn.....we were waiting for our mark-sheet d tym whn i got to knw tht i passed n till d tym we were actually knowing our marks was like hell.........shit cudnt concentrate on nything.........pehele i was praying to paass n now i was praying to get a first class...........lakin d next day i get to know my results........i score a first class.......iam more than happy for tht lakin d tym i spent in tht one day was horrible.......i never experienced so much fear........i was scared i din want to fail in my own expectations....n tht din happen iam proud of my self..........................:)

thr is only one more sem left n iam confident tht i wll do btter in tht tooo

review......

My name is Khan....SRK has done it again a different subject..a different story...LOVE U SRK...it was swades..chak de...n now its MNIK.......i wud like to thank him for having this film...thr had to b sumway to make the people realise wat they hav forgotten..forgottten to remain netural towards prople....its two people out of 100 who r bad n v end up cursing everyone...n the other 98 r made to go through all d bad in the world they dont deserve....Maybe thats the reason they hate others in return....ask our selves one question why are we so biased??

why cant v fight on the grounds of humanity and not on d grounds of religion..khan had his own way of making people know things...but it is up to us now to  make a difference stop being biased.....to stop humiliating people jus bcoz they belong to a particular religion.....y do v end up forgetting tht they r humans n they r not d ones always responsible for wat is going on around us....

well a small story y i felt like writing this blog......whn i shifted to mumbai n joined my college.....i was dying to make frndzzz n whn i approached thm to talk to thm i cudnt spk proper marathi cause i was frm hyd...n was not used to talk in marathi.....so i staretd conversation in english n hindi sumtimes.....they din accept me...they evn adviced each othr not to talk to me cause i was sum wierd being.....whn i offered thm to eat frm my plate they nva touched n made fun of those who ate wid me.....n whn later they realised tht i was a maharashtrian they all spoke to me well n wanted to know d real reason i cudnt spk to thm in marathi...but d humiliation i went thru was not wat i was supposed to hav...i felt bad for those fools who treated me like tht...they r stopping thmselves frm knowing ppl n interacting n gettin to learn new things abt diff things stopping thmselves to knw d difference between the two type of people tht exist good and bad as rizwan khan says......

well d point is whn wud we stop hating innocent people...evn d rest of the movie industry has been potraying them to be bad
why cudnt nyone dare to think d way this trio of karan johar srk n kajol did....

i n ranjith my frnd online wer discussing d same this mornin tht if thts d way to treat ppl thn v being humans r bad as evn v fight ovr a temple n mosque.....in d same country....v fight ovr reservations......caste....n all d reasons v find to fight....who is to be blamed and to be torchered........join hands

the change cannot jus be brought by one person v need to change our thinking our behavious n stop being biased........for example to change d environment arnd v need to clean ourselves up n learn to keep d surroundings clean.....v cannot wait for sum1 to start making d difference v shud make d difference...

once again love u khan for being khan and not d terrorist.....

world behind my eyes......

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I close my eyes and killed the world outside
and a world with in was fast and quite
it was all red thn simply shine
gloomy i was as i saw it all there
the things  played like a movie there
a fantasy or just a dispair
i saw it all with no preconceptions
and swallowed it all with no misconceptions
the picture seemed to be the mirror of my thoughts
in the challenging nite with no map to trace me right

there i stood wid a journey ahead
and you were there with all your faith
we walked hand in hand and sung the fav song
with you there i could see life in a grain
i stood there and asked for no more
like all seemed a story on the whole
but then it was just my night
a world behind my closed eyes
the pinch of reality for so right
that shattered my whole insight
i woke up to a bright day and thought no more
stepped out of  bed thinking i coul wish no more
but a perfect day like that in the wild dreams
that keeps me here so bright and seen

the LOCAL train.......

Today...was a different day........when I first started travelling in the local trains of Mumbai two years back......I always used to stand at d station and while I waited for my train I used to noticed people around who all used to be in gr8 hurry... always running.. no one out here knew how to walk slowly no one bothered if they hit someone..or they pushed someone......well FEMALES who r supposed to be mother to children used to pull out other kids out of there way to get into the train......that used to really crush me into pieces to see them do that......I always used to stand there and wonder y people behaved like that.. don't they have heart or even if they were humans.......there were more such things like people travelling above the train where they could just touch d high voltage wire above them n die......people hanging on windows.........hanging at the door....one slip n life would end....I never got a answer y they behaved so....n then I got busy with my own life......after two years...today I found myself running for life to catch my train.....I never noticed who came in my way...I was just running I pushed two or maybe three people.......in my way....they never waited for me to say sorry as they were also running for there trains.....when I was in d train I just went into flashback n realised how I used to laugh at the people who used to run for trains....well there is actually no need for any person to run for a train in Mumbai you have trains after every 2 mins......but still I was running.....did I loose my humanity living here??? or now it just doesn't matter to me who comes in my way....I keep running.... I don't walk slow any more .. once a friend from h Hyd visited me and he asked me why was I walking so fast when we were having a walk on a beach...I heard many say... people in Mumbai have no time they have a busy life...that is no true....people just make it look like that....life in every city is d same.....just because people here r nuts n cannot stop running cause they r used to it...they find life in other states to be slow I still find no reason y people run here and how and when I got used to this stupid running thing......its useless I don't want to be among those females who pull poor students out of there way to get into the train......will I be able to stop myself from being one of them??? cause I couldn't stop myself from changing the way I was calm today even I run after trains well I need to wait n c what happens....I really don't want to be a part of this.......

been long in touch wid reality

wellll.....yes d title sucks may be....but i strongly feel it tht way.........i think i lost my touch wid reality.....if i had wasted so much tym in trying to figure out wat am doing at this point of time....well if my mba entrance is so imp tht i shud not evn "waste tym" on missing my sis who jus got married......if my sem 5 grades where imp tht i cudnt spend the last leftover tym wid my sis as she was leaving me n going.........going to sum place far frm me n tht we cannot meet evn once a month....whom shud i blame........well cause ppl say ur responsible for ur own actions n deeds.......i din make many frndzz....whn kid i had frndz at school my best frnd was my sis......but we cudnt remain d same....as issues like i study well n she doesnt...took us apart.......i had to search frndzz out n she did d same maybe........well d point is..........whn i found d best of my frndzzz........i had to leave thm and shift to mumbai....whom ami supposed to blame.........it wasnt my decision i never wanted to leave hyd.......but i guess iam not old enough to take my decisions......aftr tht i n my sis wer frndzz again like really frndzz....sharing things.....roaming arnd i cud cry in front of her......but yet again she had to leave...n ya....sum mite say tht frndzz r for life it doesnt matter how far ur frm thm....yes i to used to feel d same.....n tht was d only thing tht helped me to shift myself......but thn it is jus not d same......evn d best of frndzz....whn u call thm u dont feel like telling thm ur probs....like u used to b4.......cannot cry ovr fone...or cannot ask thm to cum over jus bcozz ur gttin bored...cuming back.....d only best frnd i made my sis is gone n my coll is abt to end.......n iam gonna loose everything yet again............i miss my sis......but wat is it....whn will i b allowed to take my decisions...whn is nyone gonna ask me for wat i want.......wat i want to do...y is painting for a long tym considered to be waste of tym....will nyone help me figure out tht............well.....well if this is my-ve approach,...iam sick of being +ve cause i be +ve n end up wid nothin but disappointed maybe the tyms r gone wer ppl be gud to u......to sit n understnad wat ur sayin......calling a frnd u trust says i dont hav tym whn u really wanna talk n tht person wants to sleep.....n thr is whr i cum in touch wid reality.......wid which i lost my touch.....