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आज दुपारी दारावरची बेल वाजली आणि मला इतका आनंद झाला. आजकाल बेल वाजणं दुर्मिळच झालंय. मी कधी नाही इतक्या उत्साहात दार उघडायला गेले. दार उघडून पाहते तर काय.. ती दारात उभी होती. </div>
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माझी मैत्रीण. बरीच जुनी ओळख आमची... म्हणजे बालमैत्रीण वगैरे नाही, पण काही वर्षांपूर्वी माझी ओळख झाली तिच्याशी. ओळख सुद्धा कोणी मुद्दामून करून दिली नव्हती. माझ्याच कुठल्याशा मित्रांनी एकदा बोलण्याच्या ओघात विचारलं तू ओळखत नाहीस का तिला आणि मी म्हणाले नाही म्हणाले. ह्या दोन ओळींच्या बोलण्यात माझ्या मनात तिच्याबद्दल कुतूहल निर्माण झालं आणि एक दिवस खरंच आमची भेट झाली. </div>
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मग पुढे काही दिवस, नाही पुढची काही वर्ष ती माझी खूप छान मैत्रीण झाली. वयानी बरीच मोठी होती ती पण एकदम popular . खूप मित्र मैत्रिणी होते तिला. अगदी सगळ्या वयाचे, पक्के, कच्चे. सगळ्यांशी ती त्या त्या व्यक्ती प्रमाणे वागायची. सगळे तिच्याबरोबर छान रमून जायचे. मी तिला सगळ्या गोष्टी सांगायचे आणि ती सुद्धा मन लावून माझं सगळं बोलणं ऐकायची. कुठलीही तक्रार न करता. मी बोलावलं की नेहमी मला भेटायला यायची आणि कधी तिला वाटलं तर हक्कानी येऊन बसायची गप्पा मारायला. </div>
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नंतर मात्र माझं काळ, काम, वेग ह्याच गणित अवघड होत गेलं आणि आमचं भेटणं कमी झालं. ती तशी निवांत होती. भेटली कि तिच्याशी बोलताना वेळ कुठे जायचा कळायचंच नाही. अती व्यावसायिक जगात जपून जपून वावरताना मला असा सुद्धा वाटायला लागलं कि ह्या मैत्रिणीला मी जरा जास्तच गोष्टी सांगायला लागलीये. माझं सुख, दुःख, गुपित सगळंच. मग मीच जरा मैत्रीत हात आखडता घ्यायला लागले. तिनी मधून मधून प्रत्यय केला यायचा पण मीच टाळायला लागले तिला. अर्थात त्रास वव्हायचा मला सुद्धा पण मी त्या वागण्याला कुठल्या कुठल्या करणॆ justify करायचे आणि तिचा विचार डोक्यातून काढून टाकायचे. मग हळूहळू ती च येणं सुद्धा कमी झालं. तिला काय भरपूर मित्र मैत्रिणी होते. त्यांच्यात तिला माझी आठवण व्हावी इतका वेळही झाला नसेल. </div>
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पण आज ती अचानक अली आणि आम्ही परत तशाच भेटलो. अगदी निर्मल, स्वच्छ तिच्या हसण्यासारख्या. खूप वर्षानंतर बोलताना कुठलेच संदर्भ धूसर झाले नाहीत कि कुठलेही स्वाभिमान जागे झाले नाहीत. जिथे वेगळ्या झालो त्याच वळणावरून पुढे सहज एकत्र प्रवास सुरु झाला पुन्हा आमच्या मैत्रीचा. </div>
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आता म्हणाल इतकं मैत्रीण मैत्रीण करत आहेस तर तिचं नाव तरी सांग... </div>
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माझी मात्र मैत्रिणीचं... माझी सखी... </div>
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आज तसचं वाटतयं,आपलं लग्न ठरलं, झालं आणि त्यानंतर खरतरं किती गोष्टी घडल्या. आपण onsite ला आलो, छोट्या छोट्या गोष्टी celebrate केल्या, अबोला धरण्याइतके भांडलो आणि डोळ्यांत पाणी येईल इतके हसलो. स्वच्छ मनानी, एकमेकांमधे रोज नव्यानी गुंतत गेलो. अक्षरशः दृष्ट लागेल इतकं सुख अनुभवतोय आपण. कशामुळे असेल हे सारं ? कदाचित स्वतःला विसरुन एकमेकांवर प्रेम करतो आहोत म्हणून असेल. तसं प्रेम तर सगळीच couples करत असतील आणि आपल्यासारखीच सुखात असतील. ह्या बाबतीत आपण एकमेव नक्कीच नसणार. पण प्रत्येकाची गोष्ट वेगळी नक्कीच असते. तशीच आपली, ही गोष्ट. रोज नवीन पान उलटताना आपलं पुस्तक interesting होणारं हे मला स्पष्ट दिसत आहे. </div>
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आता २ वर्षांनंतर सगळे आपल्याकडून एखाद्या mature couple सारखं वागणं expect करत असतील. More responsible आणि more focused. आपण प्रयत्न नक्कीच करतोय. पण आपण दोघं म्हणजे कळप सोडून दूसरी वाट शोधणारी छोटी कोकरं आहोत. सगळ्यांना वाटतय की आपण कळप सोडून जाऊ नये, इथेच मोठ्ठ व्हावं. जबाबदार व्हावं. आणि आपण दोघं मात्र उनाडपणे, खोडकरपणे, कळपाला नं दुखावता, हळूच दुसऱ्या वाटेनी चालायला सुरुवात केली आहे. शेवटी आहोत कोकरचं, त्यामुळे भित्रे ही आहोत. मी जरा जास्त भित्री. पण मनातून आपल्याला खात्री की नविन वाटेवर जे काही होईल ते आपलं दोघांच explore करणं असेल, नवीन अर्थानि responsible आणि mature होणं असेल. ही वाट धरली तेव्हाच हे माहित आहे की ही वाकडी वाट शेवटी आपल्याला आपल्या कळपात नेऊन सोडणार. कदाचित त्यांच्या अपेक्षेपेक्षा छान असू आपण, किंवा जखमी सुद्धा असू. पण आपला शेवट कळपाच्या family photo मधे होणार हे ठरलेलं.<br />
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खरंतर आत्ता हे सगळं बोलायची गरज नाही. पण २ वर्षानंतर अशी frame आली तेव्हा पुढे काय ही उत्सुकता जास्त असते. झालं गेलं सगळं मागे टाकून नविन गोष्टीची ओढ लगाते. तसचं झालाय आज माझं. Hero ची वाट पाहणारी heroin झाली आहे माझी. And then as we all know, Bollywood reel life is more emotional than real life. So मी over emotional heroin चा role एकदम मस्त करते आहे. आता वेळ होत आहे hero च्या entry ची. Hero आणि heroin शिवाय cinema होणार नाही आणि २ वर्षाच्या ह्या leap ला काही अर्थही राहणार नाही.<br />
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घड्याळात ६:३० वाजले तशी ती रोजच्या सारखी आवरून, दरवाज्यावर नवऱ्याची वाट पाहत उभी होती. एव्हाना त्यांच लग्न होऊन जवळजवळ ४ वर्ष झाली होती. अर्थातच त्यांच लग्न, आता काही म्हणावं तितकं नवीन राहिलेलं नव्हतं. पण ताजं मात्र नक्कीच होत. किंबहुना त्यांनी ते तसं ठेवलं होत. छोट्या छोट्या गोष्टींमधून ते दिसत होत, फुलत होत. रोज नवरा घरी यायच्या वेळेला ही तोंडावर पाणी मारून, केस-बिस आवरून फ्रेश व्हायची. गॅसवर ठेवलेला चहा उकळेपरेन्त नवऱ्याची आतुरतेने वाट पाहायची. तो ही, त्याच्या येण्याच्या वेळेनुसार घड्याळ लावावं इतका perfect वेळेला घरी यायचा आणि ही हसून त्याला Welcome करायची. तो फ्रेश होऊन येईपरेंत चहा घेऊन Gallery मध्ये सज्ज असायची. गरमागरम, वाफाळता चहा पीता-पीता गप्पा व्हायच्या आणि दोघांचा दिवसभराचा शीण सहज निघून जायचा. </div>
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आत्ताही आतमधे गॅसवर चहा उकळत होता. कुठल्याही क्षणी तिचा नवरा आलाच असता , पण ...<br />
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पण हा कुठून आला? 'हा ... ' तिचा लग्नाआधीचा प्रियकर. एका क्षणात जवळजवळ ५ वर्ष मागे गेली ती. फोटो अल्बमची पानं उलटावी तसे त्याच्याबरोबर घालवलेले सारे क्षण तिच्या नजरेसमोर उभे राहिले. आज इतक्या वर्षांनी तो अचानक परत कसा आला? कुठून आणि का आला असेल? तिच्या डोक्यात नको नको त्या प्रश्नांची आणि विचारांची गर्दी झाली. पण तिचा प्रियकर मात्र मोबाईल मध्ये डोकं घालून झरझर जिना चढून वरच्या मजल्यावर गेला. त्यानी हिच्याकडे वळून पाहिलं सुद्धा नव्हतं. 'नजरचुकीनं की मुद्दामून', हिच्या मनात विचार आला. २-४ मिनिटं ती तशीच विचारात हरवली आणि तो मुलीला कडेवर घेऊन तिची बॅग सांभाळत खाली आला. जिन्यात त्यांची नजरानजर झाली.... अगदी काही क्षणांपुरतीच. तेच लाघवी हास्य मागे ठेऊन तो निघूनही गेला.<br />
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एव्हाना तिला त्याच्या येण्याचं कारण कळलं होत. आजपासून जोशी काकूंच्या पाळणाघरात जी नवीन, गोंडस मुलगी आली होती तिचा 'हा ' बाबा होता.आपल्या नवऱ्याच्या उत्कट प्रेमात, संसारात बुडालेली ती तिच्या जुन्या प्रियकराला विसरली नव्हती आणि त्याचं जगही इतकं बदललं असेल ह्याची हिनं कल्पनाही केली नव्हती.<br />
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ह्या सगळ्या विचारांमधे असतानाच तिचा नवरा घरी आला आणि आत्ताची ही ५ मिनिटं कुठल्या कुठे मागे पडली.<br />
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आता हे रोजचंच झालं होत. सकाळी छोटीची आई तिला पाळणाघरात सोडायची. बाल्कनी मधल्या झाडांना पाणी घालताना, ही छोटीच्या आईची रोज होणारी धावपळ पाहायची. हिला तिचं कौतुक वाटायचं. रोज संध्याकाळी ६:३० वाजता हि न चुकता दारात वाट पाहत असायची. तिघांच्याही मनातले भाव शब्दांतून नाही तर नजरेतून व्यक्त व्हायचे.<br />
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वा...!!! आजही हि माझी वाट पाहतीये. खरंच कित्ती जीव लावलंय हिने. प्रेम प्रेम म्हणजे अजून काय असत?<br />
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आजही हि दारात उभी... आता लग्न झालंय म्हणजे नवऱ्याचीच वाट पाहत असणार नक्कीच. नशीबवान आहे... निदान त्याला तरी हीच खरं प्रेम मिळतंय.<br />
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आता तो येईल ज्याच्यावर मी मनापासून खूप खूप प्रेम करते. ज्याच्या सुखी संसारात मी आकंठ बुडाली आहे. ह्याच्या आनंदातच तर माझं खरं सुखं आहे.<br />
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आता तो ही येईल. ज्याच्या आईच्या वचनात बांधली जाऊन मी त्याला सोडलं... दुखावलं... आणि आज तो इतका सुखात, आनंदात असलेला पाहतीये मी. त्याचा सुखातच माझं समाधान आहे.<br />
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Dreams...http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656444532850698158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-579767005412676167.post-35911265290824023802016-12-08T13:13:00.000-08:002016-12-10T06:09:40.731-08:00निरागस प्रश्न... <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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आताशी तुझ्या माझ्यातला दुवा आहे चंद्र ...<br />
कबूतरांपेक्षा जास्त fast आणि मनाच्या जवळचा ...<br />
पण एक प्रश्न पडलाय मला ... <br />
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इथल्या अमावस्येच्या दिवशी तो गायब असतो. <br />
तेव्हा तिकडे पौर्णिमेच्या चंद्र बनून त्याची आणि तुझी secret meeting असते का रे ? <br />
Boys hang -out you know... <br />
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कारण दुसऱ्या दिवशी पासून पुन्हा सुरु होतो त्याचा तोच जूना खेळ....<br />
मला तुझ्या गोष्टी अजूनच भावतील अशा करून सांगायचा...<br />
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राजकन्येच्या गोष्टीत ऐकलं होत की राक्षसाचा जीव पोपटाच्या डोळ्यात असतो. तसचं सद्ध्या माझा जीव तुझ्या हृदयात आहे अणि तुझा जीव माझ्या ...<br />
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देवाला बऱ्याचदा म्हणते मी ... " उचल रे बाबा ... "<br />
तेव्हा देवही बहुतेक confuse होत असेल ना ?<br />
हिचा जीव तर ह्याच्या शरीरात आहे ... मग ह्याला उचलावे का ?<br />
पण हा तर "देवा मला उचल" असे म्हणाला नाहीए ...<br />
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आणि हिला उचलायचे तर ह्याचा जीव न्यावा लागेल तरच हिला उचलता येईल ...<br />
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Ummm ... Complicated it is....<br />
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म्हणूनच बहुदा देव अजून तरी ह्या फंदात पडला नसावा ...<br />
आता मलाही प्रश्न पडला आहे की इथून पुढे देवाला काय म्हणावं... <br />
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"मला उचल रे बाबा" की "ह्याला उचल रे बाबा "<br />
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To Be Continued...<br />
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जगात असं एखादं पुस्तक असेल का की ज्यात ह्यांची उत्तर असतील ???<br />
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Dreams...http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656444532850698158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-579767005412676167.post-53735928354435432612016-12-02T13:44:00.000-08:002016-12-02T13:44:01.156-08:00कदाचित नकळत <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
ती : जमेल ना मला गाडी शिकायला ?<br />
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ती : जमेल ना मला सगळ्यांबरोबर छान gel-up व्हायला ?<br />
तो : अगं त्यात काय…सगळी आपलीच माणसं आहेत…एकदम बिनधास्त हो<br />
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ती : खरचं जाऊ का मी परत परदेशी ?<br />
तो : अगं विचारतेस काय… तू हो पुढे… मी आलोच …<br />
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Dreams...http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656444532850698158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-579767005412676167.post-64483244598874661982016-06-05T02:57:00.001-07:002016-06-05T02:57:37.639-07:00Love Potion<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">It feels like I am listing a melodious song…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">When you Hug me tight<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">When we go for a long Drive on your bike<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Dreams...http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656444532850698158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-579767005412676167.post-1537932933073743912015-10-30T12:37:00.000-07:002015-10-30T12:38:03.042-07:00हे जमायला हवं …<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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आयुष्य छोट असलं तरी भरभरून जगता यायला हवं …<br />
रडता रडता चेहऱ्यावर हसू यायला हवं …<br />
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डोळ्यांत स्वप्न जागं ठेवता यायला हवं …<br />
स्वप्नांच्या मागे धावताना तोल सावरता यायला हवं …<br />
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इंद्रधनुष्यासारखं ठसा उमटवता यायला हवं …<br />
पाहणाऱ्याच्या डोळ्यांत प्रतिबिंबित होता यायला हवं …<br />
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पावसाचा थेंब बनून बरसता यायला हवं …<br />
धबधब्यासारखं खळखळून ओसंडता यायला हवं …<br />
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गमतीच्या नात्यांत आणि नात्यांच्या गमतीत रमता यायला हवं …<br />
आठवणींच्या खेळात हरवता यायला हवं …<br />
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गाव, देश सोडून मोकळ फिरता यायला हवं …<br />
मातीची ओढ नं संपणारी, त्या ओढीने परतता यायला हवं …<br />
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Dreams...http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656444532850698158noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-579767005412676167.post-38416318682645140232015-04-05T23:58:00.000-07:002015-04-05T23:58:34.650-07:00Coffee आणि बरंच काही…<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
वेळ - office संपवून घरी जाण्याची<br />
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तुझी वाट पाहत CCD मधे बसणे… जणू एक वेगळाच अनुभव… </div>
हो… अनुभवच आहे तो… दिवसभराचा थकवा विसरून… कंटाळा आला असला तरीही… तुझी ओढ जाणवत राहते…<br />
दरवाज्यातून आत येणाऱ्या प्रत्येकात तुच असशील असं वाटत राहत… आणि ती व्यक्ती तू नसलास की वाईट सुद्धा वाटतं …<br />
पण हे वाटणं एका क्षणापुरताच…<br />
कारण कुठल्याही क्षणी तू येशील ही खात्री असते…<br />
धावपळ करत येणारा तू सतत नजरेसमोर दिसत राहतोस…<br />
उशिरपर्येन्त मला वाट पहावी लागली तर तुला वाईट वाटतं आणि ते तुझ्या चेहऱ्यावर स्पष्ट दिसत असतं…<br />
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Dreams...http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656444532850698158noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-579767005412676167.post-88242422291743010022014-10-06T11:10:00.000-07:002014-10-06T11:10:47.636-07:00Wine & Bottle...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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She was out for shopping… Last 2 months were the busiest
days of her life. "Buying a brand new home is not as simple as they quote in home loan
advertise. Probably buying a house is easier but to make it a sweet home is
definitely not easy” , she thought. She was on top of the world, when she, with her
husband received the keys of their own house.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Most of her friends advised her to give a contract to interior decorators, who can make best use of each and every corner of the
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he knew that, it will be difficult for him to take out the time from office to help her in decorating their house. But she did not listen to anyone. She wanted her house to
become her dream home. The dream she and her husband saw together. She did not
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Though the house they bought was not too big but was
definitely sufficient for their family. She wanted to decorate her house in
such a way that it will reflect the personality of each and every one in her family. She
bought a wall clock with gears for her machine loving husband. She bought a
curtain which can hold the collection of CDs for her father in law. She bought
crockery rack just to display the crockery collected by her mother in law since
her entry to the new family. Each and every corner of her house was showing the
versatile human natures living happily, under the same roof.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Today, while wandering around the mall, she was thinking about her
new home. About the gifts, about delicious food, the overall arrangements for the function, about their relatives and
friends who came with best wishes for her house warming ceremony.<br />
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After all those tiring days, today she was relaxing at
coffee shop in the mall. It was the time when she wanted to celebrate her
happiness with her family. She closed her eyes to imagine those wonderful
moments in her new home. 'She, her husband, her father in law and mother
in law. Sitting on the brand new sofa in their drawing room. Wine bottle, on the
center table with glass top. Chatting and recollecting those beautiful moments
that they spent together throughout these years. The wine glasses, getting
filled and refilled, when connection with world outside their door is lost. The
moments of satisfaction, happiness, smiles were replacing the wine in bottle
and glasses...'<br />
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She thought, she will keep those wine bottle and glasses in her home for ever...
Just like a wine, this precious moment will get older and tastier with time...<o:p></o:p><br />
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Dreams...http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656444532850698158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-579767005412676167.post-80980361889440975582014-07-26T11:46:00.000-07:002014-07-26T11:46:48.252-07:00Souls entwine<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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दोनों मिले … दिन वो बने … </div>
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इक लम्हा तू … </div>
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दोनों मिलें … जिन्दगी बने … </div>
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Dreams...http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656444532850698158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-579767005412676167.post-81239183392107156812014-06-02T11:02:00.001-07:002014-06-02T11:02:29.926-07:00पाऊस आणि तू… <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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जमिनीवर पडणाऱ्या पावसाच्या प्रत्येक थेंबात तू आहेस …<br />
गारवा, आनंद आणि समाधान पसरवणारा …<br />
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पाऊस येतो तो तुझी आठवण घेऊनच…<br />
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आणि आत्ताही तो आलाय<br />
तुझी आठवण घेऊन…<br />
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नभ दाटुनी आले…<br />
तुझ्या आठवणीने मन भरून आले…<br />
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मातीचा सुगंध जणू तुझ्या कुशीत झोपून अनुभवावा…<br />
पावसाचे थेंब तुझ्या गालावर पडावा आणि तुझ्या केसांनी तो अलगद पुसावा…<br />
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पावसात भिजताना तुझा हात हातात असावा…<br />
दोघांच्या ओंजळीत आठवणींचा पाऊस साठवावा…<br />
ओंजळीतल्या पाण्यात आपण एकमेकांना पाहावे…<br />
जणू सुंदर स्वप्नांचे चित्र उलगडत जावे…<br />
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गडगडणाऱ्या नभात थंड वारे वाहतात…<br />
कृष्ण सावल्या आकाशी तुझ्या आठवणींचे थवे उडतात…<br />
शब्दांच्या कविता, कवितांचे सूर असेच जुळत रहावेत…<br />
आपल्या आयुष्याच्या गाण्याचे सप्तरंगी इंद्रधनू व्हावे…<br />
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Dreams...http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656444532850698158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-579767005412676167.post-12286881615467003742014-05-02T11:44:00.000-07:002014-08-11T10:25:14.813-07:00100 Happy Days...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Few days back I was reading a blog “Kay Vatel te” written by
Mr. Mahendra Kulkarni (Popularly known as Mahendra Kaka). The blog had a post
with similar title. Out of curiosity I started reading the post and got the
subject for my this brand new post.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Each day of our life gives us something good or bad. But
then it’s up to us what to remember and what to forget and move on. As an ideal
answer every one of us will say, “We should remember the good things that
happens to us” but at the same time we all know that we simply creep for the
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">What I believe is each day brings something good for us, and
it’s just a matter of realizing the good part. Mahendra Kaka’s blog post inspired
me to find out such a good thing in each day, anything which brings smile on our
face; anything which makes us happy; anything which gives us satisfaction.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">So now for next 100 Days I will try to note down the moments
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Day#1</span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> – Happiness is having holiday on very first day of the
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Day#2</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> – Happiness is eating butterscotch ice cream in wafer cone :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Day#3</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> - Happiness is finding the petrol pump when u r worried if your 2 wheeler can pass next 50 Mtr. :)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Day#4</span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> - Happiness is watching your favorite TV serial on Sunday as well :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Day#5</span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> - Happiness is teasing your friend on one of the silliest topic and every one including her enjoys it a lot :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Day#6</span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> - Happiness is talking to your friend about your frustration & he gives you a small solution that u could not think of :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Day#7</span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> - Happiness is overloaded with your favorite work in office :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Day#8</span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> - Happiness is watching a bird who they say can fulfill your wish :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Day#9</span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> - Happiness is when ppl understand your qualities and realize that they can not go ahead without you :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Day#10</span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> - Happiness is when you spend time with loved once :) </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Day#11</span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> - Happiness is preparing a greeting card for your best friend :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Day#12</span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> - Happiness is completing one of important task of the month :)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Georgia","serif";">Day#13</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"> - Happiness is sleeping
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<span style="font-family: "Georgia","serif";">Day#14</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"> - Happiness is when
client approves your solution without any questions or doubts :)</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Georgia","serif";">Day#15</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"> - Happiness is meeting
your friend after long long time and then watching the cutest photos of her
baby girl :)</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Georgia","serif";">Day#16</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"> - Happiness is when
election results gives you your favorite and most deserving candidate as PM
:)</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Georgia","serif";">Day#17</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"> - Happiness is shopping
shopping :)</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Georgia","serif";">Day#18</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"> - Happiness is prepare a
beautiful greeting card when you have already messed it up :)</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Georgia","serif";">Day#19</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"> - Happiness is having
eating veg manchurian :)</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Georgia","serif";">Day#20 </span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">- Happiness is perfectly ready
for celebration :)</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Georgia","serif";">Day#21</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"> - Happiness is smile on
birthday boy's face, whole day celebration with your loved one :)</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Georgia","serif";">Day#22</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"> - Happiness is when
message comes to appreciate your efforts for the perfect birthday celebration
:)</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Georgia","serif";">Day#23</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"> - Happiness is when your
plan gets successful :)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, serif;">Day#24</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> - Happiness is completing
eating your favorite chocolate throughout a day :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, serif;">Day#25</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> - Happiness is eating unlimited PaniPuri :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, serif;">Day#26</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> - Happiness is eating yummy Chocolate Almond cake on ur best frnz birthday :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, serif;">Day#27</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> - Happiness is when u almost miss the ofc bus, but driver uncle see u and stops the bus for u :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, serif;">Day#28</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> - Happiness is receiving the cutest photo of your nephew on watsapp :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, serif;">Day#29</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> - Happiness is teasing your friend on her new look after marriage :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, serif;">Day#30</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> - Happiness is long drive on your bike after long time :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, serif;">Day#31</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> - Happiness is travelling to Mama's place :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, serif;">Day#32</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> - Happiness is receiving 500 Rs as blessings :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, serif;">Day#33</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> - Happiness is enjoying the tea time with your friends :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Day#34 - Happiness is when you get the logical answers to your questions :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Day#35 - Happiness is when people praise u for your cooking skills :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Day#36 - Happiness is when someone tells u the secret news :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Day#37 - Happiness is when u eat ice cream with truti fruity</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Day#38 - Happiness is when your mom is back to home and you no more need to worry </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">about any household work :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#39 - Happiness is when they believe that you know few things better than others and your age does not matter in such case :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#40 - Happiness is when you give your best to convince them :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#41 - Happiness is when your best friend, philosopher, guide calls you almost after an year :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Day#42 - Happiness is when your best friend tells you his secret which was never a secret for you :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Day#43 - Happiness is when your best friend promises you that he will gift you key chains to add them in your key chain collection :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Day#44 - Happiness is when you understand your mistake and have guts to say "sorry..!!!" :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Day#45 - Happiness is dealing with unending questions if your cutest nephew :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Day#46 - Happiness is watching a movie in theater after 15 hrs of successful deployment :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Day#47 - Happiness is eating mangoes when you are hell lot of hungry :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Day#48 - Happiness is when you get the approval for... :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Day#49 - Happiness is in wearing a brand new dress and everyone else appreciates your choice :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Day#50 - Happiness is when someone gives you a sweet surprise :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#51 - Happiness is when you could finish your work in time, when you are overloaded with it :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Day#52 - Happiness is eating tasty pavbhaji and butterscotch ice-cream :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Day#53 - Happiness is when you cook delicious dishes for your family</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Day#54 - Happiness is when cute little Australian girl named Sara say "Hi I m Shala... whatsh ur name?? </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#55 - Happiness is when someone dedicates a song to you</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#56 - Happiness is when you see a handsome boy ;)</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#58 - Happiness is when you get the promotion</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#59 - Happiness is when clear the medical test</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#60 - Happiness is awesome lunch with family @ BBQ</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#61 - Happiness is when others celebrates your success</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#62 - </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">:)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Day#63 - Happiness is when a well-wisher wishes well for you</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#64 - Happiness is enjoying the long awaited rains</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#65 - Happiness is eating unlimited panipuri and bike ride</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#66 - Happiness is since long time u r waiting for your nephew to call u with your name and finally he calls u "Shopta Attu"</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#67 - Happiness is lazy Sunday </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#68 - Happiness is chit-chat with your close friend</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#69 - Happiness is when someone unexpectedly gives u the compliment </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">:)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#70 - Happiness is when your manager is back from his vacation and you are no more answerable to his seniors</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#71 - Happiness is when you get to know about your fan following ;)</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#72 - Happiness is when cutest Shriya tells you your childhood story with a modern touch</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#73 - Happiness is when you try to convince someone and person in front of you seems to be convinced though not showing ;)</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#74 - Happiness is old fellow becoming New Friend </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">:)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#75 - Happiness is u wish and someone gets pizza for u </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">:)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#77 - Happiness when someone shows his care and asks u "did u take medicines??"</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#79 - Happiness is when everyone appreciated ur cooking </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">:)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#80 - Happiness is receiving the gift from ur onsite friend</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#81 - Happiness is when dependency on u gets proved again & again</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#82 - Happiness is giving a challenge to ur friend</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> when everyone including her knows that she can not complete it :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#83 - Happiness is salary hike :)</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#84 - Happiness when everyone in ofc supports ur point</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#85 - Happiness is driving ur 2-wheeler with maximum speed</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#86 - Happiness is when no. of key-chains in your collection is more than 70</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#87 - Happiness is completing one of the major task</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#88 - Happiness is Holiday</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#89 - Happiness is seating at a window seat</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> in bus and watching rain :)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#91 - Happiness is one of the best achievement </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">:)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#92 - Happiness is remembering those beautiful moments spent with her after watching her watsapp DP</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#93 - Happiness is when all misunderstandings gets resolved </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">:)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#94 - Happiness is yummy food after whole day fast</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#96 - Happiness is when people have and shows their trust in you</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">:)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#97 - Happiness is when dad drops you to bus stop and u need not run to catch the ofc bus </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">:)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#98 - Happiness is Devil's Own in CCD</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#99 - Happiness is extraordinarily perfect gulabjams prepared by you for your bros</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day#100 - Happiness is rakhi pornima celebration with all your lovely bros </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">:)</span><br />
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Dreams...http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656444532850698158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-579767005412676167.post-43074846748693096562014-04-26T06:58:00.000-07:002014-04-26T06:58:18.701-07:00The Magical Balloon...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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mothers. There were lot of other attractions on road; pulling him back. </span><br />
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by one. Balloons catch hold the attention of kid making him stood there
only.Twinkling eyes of kid were very innocent and were busy in watching the magic of balloon getting bigger and bigger.The kid was staring at the balloon, and the balloon
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the kid. The kid’s eyes got filled up with the happiness and were shining like
small diamonds. Kids mother, still unaware of all this, turned back for her kid
and found her son, with a red balloon in his hands, big smile on his face and
the eyes shining with the happiness. Mother came to her kid and told her son to return the balloon
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Dreams...http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656444532850698158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-579767005412676167.post-27422651813135445862014-03-24T11:26:00.000-07:002014-03-30T00:37:39.355-07:00Women's Day...!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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we were planning for the day. My office was celebrating women’s week and
arranged everything specially for female employees. Celebration for a week
included Women health care, makeover parlors, Book exhibition, many surprise
games n gifts. Whole environment was full of women power...</span></span><br />
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planning for. Our discussions were endless and finally we settled down on a
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dress. At office gate we saw security ladies were checking our bags. Today they
were not just checking the bags but were giving something to each female employee. It was a woman’s day special greeting card; Women empower badge, red rose and a big smile. Company was appreciating our strength, our efforts,
our dedication, our wisdom, our spirit, our womanhood…</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">All of us were happy, it is really a nice
feeling to know that; someone notices, appreciates
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Every girl entering in our ODC was
carrying a big smile on her face. Everyone around was bz with planning and celebrating the women's day. Yes...!!! boys were also celebrating the day by teasing all the girls :) :)<br />
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On one of my friend Pooja’s desk, I saw a
bunch of red roses. The bunch of roses turned my teasing mood ON and I started teasing her with my questions and comments. How could I miss such a golden opportunity of fun? The day at office came to an end with lots of beautiful memories.<br />
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with some other friend of mine, when I told her about Pooja's bunch of red
roses. I was telling her how I enjoyed the teasing, when my friend told me
that, the bunch of red roses was not the one that Pooja received; but those
roses were for the security ladies staff. Pooja gave a rose to every lady in the security crew. It was surprising... When we were busy in planning our DAY, she was thinking of a DAY for each and every women around her. She wanted the pure smile on their faces. She was not only appreciating the security lady's efforts but also celebrating their courage, strength, willingness for betterment. </div>
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“Pooja Kulkarni” We are proud of u
Pooja… Actually it’s U who truly celebrated the Women’s Day…</div>
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प्रिय श्रीयुत संदीप , <br />
स.न.वि.वि,.<br />
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खरं तर पत्रात तुम्हाला प्रिय म्हणं मला जास्त आवडेल, खूप मुली तुम्हाला मझयप्रमाणे “प्रिय” च मानत असतील; पण तुमचं सुखी कुटुंब प्रत्यक्ष पाहिल्यावर "प्रिय श्रीयुत " असंच म्हनाव असं वाटलं. अगदी मनापासून सांगायचं तर हा सगळा पत्रप्रपंच तुम्हाला धन्यवाद देण्यासाठी.<br />
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काही दिवसापुर्वी तुमचा “आयुष्यावर बोलू काही ” हा कार्यक्रम परत पहिला. भरपूर मजा आली आणि नेहमीप्रमाणेच मनाला खूप खूप भावला.हा कार्यक्रम नेहमीच नवीन असतो, अगदी तुम्ही –म्हणजे संदीप आणि सलीलने जरी पैज लावून तसाच कार्यक्रम परत करायच ठरवलं तरीही ते निव्वळ अशक्य आहे आणि हेच ह्या कार्यक्रमाच विशेष आहे असं मला वाटतं. माझया सारखाच तिथे जमलेल्या मंडळीना, 3 तास कवितेतून आनंद देणं आणि "अरेरे संपले 3 तास..." असं म्हणत बाहेर पडायला लावणं ह्यातच सारं काही आलं.<br />
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तसं पाहील तर मी जुनी – नवी हिंदी, मराठी गाणी अगदी मनापासून आणि कधीही ऐकते. पण मला कवितेची आवड लागली ती आपल्यामुळे. म्हणजे आधीही कविता वाचल्या, पण त्या फक्त शाळेच्या मराठीच्या पुस्तकात आणि तेव्हा त्या कविता मार्क मिळवण्यासाठी शिकत आणि अभ्यासात होतो, पण कविता कळायला लागली ती तुमच्यामुळे. खूप अवघड आणि मोठे मोठे शब्द; यमक, प्रास जुळवून लिहिले की बनते ती कविता… हीच आमची कवितेची व्याख्या होती. पण कवितेला यमाकापेक्षाही मोठा अर्थ असतो हे कळलं तुमच्या साध्या शब्दांमधून. तशी काही मी अगदीच अरसिक नाही; ताल, सूर यांची बर्यापैकी जाण आहे मला… पण शब्दांची जाण आली ती, तुमच्या मनाला भिडनार्या कवितमुळे. सुरुवातीला मजा म्हणून आम्ही ऐकत असणार्या तुमच्या कविता कधी आमच्याशी बोलायला लागल्या तेच कळलं नई.<br />
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तुमची पहिली कविता ऐकली ती “कसे सरतील सये” आणि ही तुमची कविता आहे; हे कळलं, पुढे काही महिन्यानंतर... तुमच्या अजुन काही कविता ऐकल्यानंतर. कॅसेट कव्हर वरचा तुमचा जीन्स मधला फोटो पाहून मस्त वाटलं. कवीसुद्धा चारचौघांसारखेच राहतात हे कळलं. आमच्यासारख्या सामन्या माणसाना कशाचही कौतुक वाटुच शकतं ना… नुकत्याचा ऐकलेल्या तुमच्या कार्यक्रमात तुम्ही सांगत होतात की, तुम्ही आणि सलील कार्यक्रमाच्यावेळी लोक टाळ्या तालात वाजवतात का ते पाहून, एखादी नेमकी खुर्ची पकडता आणि तो खडक फोडून दाखवं अस एकमेकांना चॅलेंज देता… आता टाळ्यांच्याबाबतीत नाही पण शब्दांच्याबाबतीत तुम्ही माझया सारखा खडक नक्की फोडला आहे. <br />
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पण हे सारं कसं जमतं हो तुम्हाला? तुम्ही पण चारचौघासारखं बोलता, राहता, हास्यविनोद करता, पण तरीही माणसाच्या मनातल्या भावना एतक्या perfect शब्दांमध्ये व्यक्त करू शकता. तुमच्या “दमलेल्या बाबा ची कहाणी“ ह्या कवितेनं सगळ्याना रडवलं... मलाही... पण त्याहीपेक्षा माझया डोळ्यात पाणी आलं ते “दूरदेशी गेला बाबा “ ह्या कवितेनं. एक मुलगी म्हणून मी बाबाच दुक्ख समजू शकले पण जगू शकले नाही आणि कधी बाबा म्हणून जगणारं पण नाही… पण आई बाबाना दिवसभर न भेटता आल्याने जीवाची होणारी तगमग मी अनुभवली आहे. तेव्हा नेमक काय वाटायचं ते आज तुमच्या शब्दांनी सांगितलं. लहानपणी जी गोष्ट मलाही नीटशी समजली नाही ती आज तुम्ही सगळ्याना समजावली. खरं तर म्हणून... अगदी मनापासून तुम्हाला <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Thanks</span> म्हणवास वाटलं... मुलं मोठ्यां इतकं शुद्ध, स्पष्ट बोलतं नाहीत पण म्हणून त्याना काहीच कळत नाही असं समजू नये हे तुमच्या कवितेनी शिकवलं.<br />
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आज तरुणपणी तुमच्या <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">romantic </span>कविता तर भन्नाट वाटतात… आणि कदाचित उद्या वर्धक्याच्या कविताही मन शांत करतील… आणि हीच तर तुमच्या शब्दांमधली जादू आहे जी परत परत आम्हाला खेचून आणते… मी काही मोठी लेखिका नाही किंवा साहित्याची मोठी अभ्यासक नाही, पण मला विचाराल तर मराठी कविताना तुम्ही नवीन रसिक मिळवून दिले आहेत. माझया माहितीत 2 प्रकारचे लोक आहेत.. 1 ज्याना तुमच्या कविता आवडतात…भावतात आणि 2 ज्याना तुमच्या कविता कळून घ्यायच्या नसतात. हो म्हणजे तुमच्या कविता अगदी सध्या सरळ असतात… पण नाहीच समजून घ्यायचं असं ठरवलं तर काय करणार ना आपण तरी... माझ फक्त इतकचं म्हणणं आहे; एकदा ह्या कविता ऐकून तर पहा.. मग त्यातली मजा कळेल आणि तुम्हीही मझयसारखा मोठ्या पात्रातून नाही पण एक छोट <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Thanks </span>नक्की म्हणाल संदीपला.<br />
डॉक्टर माणसाची नस ओळखून उपचार करतात… तसचं तुम्ही आमचं मन ओळखता आणि त्याला व्यक्त करणार्या कविता ऐकवता… ह्यासाठी तुमचे खूप खूप आभार… धन्यवाद…!!!<br />
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sketch-pens, erasers, stickers… Every item smells so new. Each item attracts me,
surprise me and then I simply can’t stop myself from buying all that stuff.
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notebooks/ diaries with different page layouts, sizes and colors. The golden
embossing on few diaries was announcing the arrival of New Year. Few notebooks
were full of colorful flowers, while few with white pages, waiting for their
owners, to make it colorful.<span style="font-size: small;">.</span>. Bookmark strings of few notebooks were very
pretty while few diaries had a pen, already occupying the <span style="font-size: small;">pen holder</span> space in
diary cover. Few engineer’s diaries had same old list of formulae rewritten in
new font. Few executive diaries were presenting the owner with a changed world
through updated maps and few diaries containing the STD/ISD codes of new cities
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am a bit of lazy girl and never make any resolutions, especially not for New
Year. What I believe is never make any promises, even to yourself, if you know
you can’t keep it till the end. So this year was also not an exception. I did
not make any resolution this year as well. But that day I thought to buy a
notebook and write whatever and whenever I feel like. Write... Not as a
resolution but to have a New Year notebook. I was searching for the most
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after that day but, I am yet to decide. My friend says I am just making my
confusion as an excuse for not buying a notebook to write down what I actually
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I always get down from my office bus exactly in front of
the Dominos shop. Just step on the road and your nose can not smell anything other
than Pizzas. One day I got down from my bus and saw man clicking photo; his son
was sitting on Domino’s bike for Khusiyon ki home delivery, holding big polythene
in his small hands and wearing a typical Dominos helmet for delivery boys.
Of course his was looking perfect in his costume; and his dad was the happiest
father on earth clicking one of the cute photo of his child; Capturing the
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">That flash of a photo filled my mind with lots of memories. I
don’t have a huge collection of my photos; but yes you can see me in variety
moods… growing every year. I can spend a lot of my time with yellow tinged photo
prints of those happy, sad, funny, surprised, naughty moments. Each photo with
a special memory and feeling attached to it. I don’t remember few photos, why
and when they were clicked; then people around me tell me their own versions of
memories. Generally I tag photos as “that Pink frock wala photo”, ”that photo
with grandma wearing blue sari”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
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</span>Collection of photos with tag “Clicked by me” is also increasing. I do
have friends, who pose for a photo, and when the photographer says “Ready…!!!”
they yell “Wait … wait”. If am a photographer, this thing irritates me. I
always wonder what to wait for.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Wait… so
that they can look a bit better in the photo or so that they can show how much
happy they are… or wait... Till they hide their sorrow deep inside; not to
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Photo – the word that brings smile on every face. Few people
look very pretty in photos (need not be the same in reality). Few like me who genuinely
try not to look weird; at least at that special moment. Just visit a photo
studio and you can see people trying really hard to keep their perfect image. I
have a friend who likes to click people with their own natural pose. Personally
I do like his photography; its not at all fancy; No high – low light effects;
no classy wardrobe; He chooses a common man as his objects and do not give them<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>special effects just to increase face value
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Photos – they talk a lot; captures happy events and sad
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">captures your friends, families… </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">captures your feelings and
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">captures the beauty of nature around you; probably unseen, unnoticed…</span></div>
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Dreams...http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656444532850698158noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-579767005412676167.post-11891534701456285732013-01-02T02:06:00.002-08:002013-01-02T02:13:25.657-08:00Hard To Be In a Brittle Shell...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">They are asking me to have faith... </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Faith in everything other that myself...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">They want me to smile... </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Smile that has become just another facial expression...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">They want me to move on... </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Move on in opposite direction...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">They want me to choose better... </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Better for them...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">They want me to come out of it... </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Come out leaving my soul behind...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">They say time will cure everything... </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Can time cure wounds of life time???</span><br />
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Dreams...http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656444532850698158noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-579767005412676167.post-38702494373523147042012-12-02T21:33:00.000-08:002012-12-02T21:33:14.240-08:00Kites...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"></span>I simply love kites… They
can fly so high in the sky… I have many kites with me, of course each of
my choice… Each kite with different color, size, shape, strength, tail; and
thus making it unique; close to my heart...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">It’s really a pleasure to make kites fly. Every time when I
hold a kite string in my hands, I just feel like I AM flying; fighting
with winds to go up and up… Winds tore off few of my kites, it hurt me but could not break
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">It’s a big storm. Might hurt my kites… might
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I have few kites still lying in my cupboard, I am keeping them safe; not
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Dreams...http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656444532850698158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-579767005412676167.post-18468584682276244892012-11-21T21:15:00.000-08:002014-03-30T00:34:00.062-07:00Its Me MY Girl Friend...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Being a vacant desk in a cubical, I was getting extremely
bored, till the NSS man came to me, with CPU in one hand and a small paper in
other. I was curious about the chit, hoping it will have the name of my new
friend, my new desk-mate. NSS man put down the chit and bent down to connect
the CPU when I saw the chit. All efforts I took to peep into the chit were not
of any use as it was MY address, written on it. All of us belonging to same
cubical – My desk friends and their corresponding desk-mates had obvious
question, who is gonna come? Me with few more questions - A boy /Girl, will be
tall or short (yes this is one of the imp aspects for us), neat and tidy or
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Next morning I woke up at 8.50am. That bloody Admin man
always does this to us, he just switch on the all lights and starts AC,
snatches away our comfort. It was the day of his arrival, my desk-mate, the
thought brought big smile on my face. My previous friend was a handsome guy
(most of the girls from ODC will agree to me). His responsibilities, so called
intelligence and more than anything his good looks used to make the cubical
overcrowded with many girls. We all (my desk friends as well) used to enjoy it
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">At 9 .05 am, a girl came to our cubical giggling and she kept something
heavy on me. The heavy thing was her purse, carrying the whole world into it. She
arranged her monitor, keyboard, mouse according to her convenience and started
the CPU. I felt so good; finally I got a (desk) girl friend. Within few hours I
realized, this girl gonna rock. Almost every person from ODC knew her and was
coming to congratulate her for her new location. As they say, mine is the perfect
location for doing anything other that work ;) <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>With this perfect start we started our journey
and it still continues.</span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiDW2y-pqEdti4rtGvku8v1O5-p6wevtkYXkutayTmd136z25P6LwoM6ORs-NqK1Esk1xgRL-irE2OBNZ4Y3xEYwyRQj40PEJz02ZEQXKa43wGfEaIuMmotAwSg_ZDEPzIZ1QNzj35p74/s1600/Copy+of+Image1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiDW2y-pqEdti4rtGvku8v1O5-p6wevtkYXkutayTmd136z25P6LwoM6ORs-NqK1Esk1xgRL-irE2OBNZ4Y3xEYwyRQj40PEJz02ZEQXKa43wGfEaIuMmotAwSg_ZDEPzIZ1QNzj35p74/s1600/Copy+of+Image1.JPG" /></a><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">With time, I got to know about her huge knowledge regarding
their project, technology and also her dedication towards it. Vnet kept on me
always rings for her; people ask for her help in critical situation. She solves
all problems so patiently; I really admire her for this. Always overloaded with
work, she stays back till late and finishes the work within a time. Really a good
girl :)
Few a times, I have heard her singing and she is really good. Her friends do
come to her frequently; they share their secrets, comments, all Gtalks (Girls
Talk). It’s quite interesting to know their views. Because of her, our cubical
is now full of fun, loud laughter, problems and their solutions, her personal
issue, phone call ;) everything.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">This girl is actually workaholic, Every now and then she
thinks about her work. Any problem that comes to her, directly or indirectly; becomes her personal problem and then she don’t even breathe till it gets solved. It’s
really difficult to stop her then. Her friends get tired of taking the problem
out of her mind. They make her laugh, make fun of the problem itself, try to convince
her and at the same time try to understand her feelings as well. Our <b>'Miss
Responsible'</b> understands everything but does not follow anything. Yes, that’s the
name we have given to her, <b>'Miss Responsible</b>'. She acts as if the whole world is
facing the adverse impacts of problem that she is trying to solve and if
she fails they; she will be hanged till death. Originator of the problem can be
anybody, right from any machine, her health, till her manager but here is our
Lady Atlas, carrying whole world on her shoulders. If I could speak; rather if
you people could hear me, I would have shouted at her, saying,<b><span style="font-size: small;"> <i>"Please go away…
Don’t you have other things in life… stop sitting in front of me and stop
staring that monitor who is making your problems bigger and bigger. At times it’s
really important that you give rest to your mind, body, even machines; so that
they can perform as you expect. Expectations from others will be unending but
then it’s you who can control and manage them. Their expectation shows trust
in you but trust will exist till the time you exist."</i> </span></b>From last few days I am
witnessing the pain that my girl friend is suffering from. Her hand ligament is
seriously injured and she is just ignoring it. <b><i>"My friend, Please don’t do this
to yourself, its You who is more important to us. Your hard works, dedication, sincerity
everything will pay you someday, but for that don’t put yourself on stake."</i></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Today my girl friend is back from her medical leave, which
was supposed to be her Diwali vacation, and she is just the same old stubborn
fellow, not listening to anybody. <b><i>"My Girl friend, Please do take care of
yourself, I want to enjoy all your funny comments, singing, facebooking. I feel
really good when all your friends come to us ;), I want to be the part of all moments
when you smile, enjoy, chat, fight, tease … all reflections of your pure
heart. I don’t want to be called as your second home but want to be the place,
where I will witness the wonderful moments in your life. And then I will send a
mail"</i></b></span></div>
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Dreams...http://www.blogger.com/profile/07656444532850698158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-579767005412676167.post-34799848053643732142012-10-12T10:00:00.000-07:002012-10-12T10:00:31.468-07:00On Top Of The World...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Ganesh festival is one of my favorites, every year it gives
me a life time experience and memories. This year was also not an exception </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">J</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">
This year I mate few really interesting personalities, most of us were not knowing them till </span><b style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">19 May, 2012 – successful summit of Mt. Everest.</b><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Two young boys, Prasad Joshi and Ganesh More came to our
colony, to show us the short film on Giripremi's Mt.Everest expedition. It was an informal get together sort of session and we were free to ask anything to them. Boys
stood up on the stage, and whole environment got filled up with a well deserved,
big round of applause. The film started and none of us could say a single word
in between. Expressions on our faces were enough to express our feelings and
reactions. We were witnessing one of the most difficult expeditions; with our
brave mountaineers and real heroes of the film <span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">J</span></span> Every sec. in the film was full of Himalayan beauty and challenges. Expressions on the faces of two new friends were telling us much
more than the film. Those huge, beautiful, snow covered, dangerous mountains
have witnessed the bravery of our young friends. Film explained us the total
journey, right from the idea of this expedition till the Mt. Everest summit,
the highest point on earth. Team was preparing for this big challenge emotionally, mentally, physically and financially for last couple of years. While mentioning this, team also thanked every one for their direct and indirect support.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The film ended up with lots of questions and curiosities in
our minds. But I swear, no one could utter a word for 10- 15 min. It was so
stunning. Then Prasad started sharing the experiences they had at Pune, Delhi, Base camp etc. and we also started shooting our
questions to him :P We could see the happiness in his eyes when he told us that,
he was the first amongst their team to step on to the Mt. Everest.
We could feel the pain in his voice, when he was telling us that few of his
team mates could not summit, due to some technical problems. We asked him silly questions
as well like What you used to eat and drink during this? How is culture at Mt. Everest?
How you managed to cope up with emotional balance? I asked Prasad, we know Mt. Everest
as the highest point, but is it a peek? I mean can more than one person stand on
Everest at a time? I know its one of the silly questions but he answered it as
we can stand in a group as well, but due to rush it’s not possible. The answers
created few more questions, obviously how THERE can a rush? But yes, every year
a lot of many people try to summit the Mt. Everest, but only few gets succeeded
and one of such brave man was standing with us <span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">J</span></span>.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Prasad told us,
during their journey form camp I to Mt.
Everest, every team member was
accompanied by a Sherpa, each of them were frequent visitor to Mt. Everest.
There is a Sherpa, who have visited Mt.
Everest 22 times :O :O :O .We also got know that, when teams from other
countries try to summit, they have few professional videographers and cameramen
in the team, who actually prepares the video and present it for the rest of
world, but with our Indian team, no cameraman was there, whole shooting and
photos are taken by team member. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The
treasury of experiences was unlimited and time was running too fast. Finally we
promised for another get together and winded up the show. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I returned home, but could not sleep; all the pictures were
coming in front of my eyes, one by one. My heart was Congratulating the Giripremi
Team and all direct and indirect supports. Big Thanks to the whole Team, for
creating such a wonderful film and taking us with you; on top of the world…!!!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Country of Rising Sun – Japan, and We… Japanese learners
landed to the Indian
City of Rising Sun… Kolkata…
The sun makes this city to get up really too early… almost at 4 am. The day we landed to
Kolkata was Dashera… Most important and last day of Durga Puja. We were having
2 days to settle down in this new city.
Almost all of us were first time visitors to Kolkata and were very curious
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">We joined our company in Kolkata, and Japanese gave us
another shock. We got to know that our company was tracking our Japanese
performance from the very first day and we were performing horribly. HR person
was scolding us like anything, and we could not even look into his eyes,
Bengali anger u know... That raised an alarm in our minds. Company appointed a
Japanese teacher for us and this time she was actually from Japan :)
Simultaneously our company training started as well.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">To start with, our Japanese teacher decided to know about our Japanese
knowledge and she was surprised and happy with us. Coz Japanese is a really
tough language and she knew it very well. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>On every alternate day, another Japanese batch from
Kolkata used to join us. OMG…!!! They were so fast… Were so good at Japanese.
Teacher used to ask a question and they used to throw the answer out of their
mouth. Literally, before the teacher finishes the question, they used to start
shouting like any thing…Few of us use to join them in shouting, that’s just our
voice and no answer :P Japanese teacher used to get scared of that voice <span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">:) </span>Kolkata batch was master of grammar, vocabs and most imp listening. Soon,
teacher found out the lacking point in our batch and started focusing on those
areas. Now we were also serious, few - because this became prestige issue for our
batch and few – after all it was a question of money that we paid for.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">We had no other option but to study, at home as well. Here
thanks to my friends. We used to study together, found out few tricks to
remember the vocabs, used to explain grammar to each other. Listening was the
real challenge, as we could never used to get single word from the conversion. Bit
well in the vocab and grammar sections and we started studying for listening.
We copied the CDs for conversions and used to listen them at home. Now here,
first and the only rule – No laughing... toughest part of Japanese learning :P</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Days passed with our studies and finally we came to our home
location for the Japanese Exam. We reached exam hall and found people with lot
of excitement. Exam ended and we took a deep breath of relief. Thankfully no
one asked us about exam :) we returned back to Kolkata to finish up with our
technical training and then realized the fun we had with Japanese… To our’s and
other’s surprise we scored exceptionally well in the exam : D :D</span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVj_9dFdHEq5k8iHqoP1jS7GkPNdfBMeBwf1W0xnKB8HI0TgAeeGrb7my0Q4DTLzI-gV5Q4SM_fkhVwthmFUqOkLfrYM-g0p_EzOEgmvU19gKINyeP7lQOpsVpAO6zuB_OliUrSL1zLv8/s1600/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVj_9dFdHEq5k8iHqoP1jS7GkPNdfBMeBwf1W0xnKB8HI0TgAeeGrb7my0Q4DTLzI-gV5Q4SM_fkhVwthmFUqOkLfrYM-g0p_EzOEgmvU19gKINyeP7lQOpsVpAO6zuB_OliUrSL1zLv8/s1600/5.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Japanese not only taught us a new language and culture but so
many other things… Gave us new friends, new city, new experience, new
abilities, new environment, new opportunities, new challenges… list is unending
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Country of rising sun, shared few rays with us to make our lives more beautiful…<span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ja"><span class="alt-edited">ありがとうございます 日本語 </span></span>... Thanks a lot Japanese... :) :)</span></div>
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