Dooriyan

This is my first poem. It gives a poetic description of how people have left in my life...not exactly left but how the people have gone away....

So basically it starts from my 11th standard, when, for the first time in my life I went away from my parents and house...to Kota....and it ends on a note when one of my new but very good friend left RIL...

Dooriyaan

Jab Pehli baar apno se door hua tha….

Tab vo aansu nikalne ko majboor hua tha…

Fir chal pade hum ek nayi raah par... 

 (and here starts the IIT Journery)

Jahan path par mile kuch afsaane... 

 (like Tandon, Doda, Rai, Khan, Tanejas, Sengar, Sahni, Khare, Dassi and many more...)

Jeete hue..pyaar bhi hua..ikraar bhi hua..ijhaar bhi hua..inkaar bhi hua..

Lagne laga ki ab jee raha hun main…

Har pal ghot ghot ke pi raha hun main…

Tabhi zindagi ka mila ek nadaan sa ishaara…

Dhundlaa hone laga palko se vo najaara…

Kehne lagi ki dena hoga fir se tumhe imtehaan…

Nahin ho sakti main kisi par itni meherbaan…

Ek baar fir se apno se door hua tha… 

 (and here comes the last day in Karakoram and IIT Delhi..)

Ek baar fir se aansu nikalne ko majboor hua tha…

Is baar na badla tha raasta… 

 (a short but memorable and awesome US trip...)

Bas badal gayi thi dishaayein…

Yaadon ke kaanton ko apne daaman se nikaalkar…

Firse chal pada main un afsaaon ko bhulakar…

Ud raha tha main aazad parindey ke jaise...

Badaalon ki parchaai main badh raha tha jaise taise…

Lekin ye saali zindagi jeene kahan deti…

Khwaabon ke par kaatkar, zameen par hai laa deti…

Ek baar fir se apno se door hua tha… 

 (The last moments with Prshant, Tahseen, Lohit, Shams, Chandni, Devil, CJ...)

Ek baar fir se aansu nikalne ko majboor hua tha…

Is baar raahon main tha kuch ferbadal… 

 (and here starts a different life....the 9-6 life..)

Bheed ka haath thaame nikal pade the hum…

Dhoop main khada hua tha main ki first mili dosti ki chaaya…

Laga jaise purana beeta hua pal fir se saamne aaya…

Lekin tabhi ek afsaana is chaaya se bahar jaa raha hai… 
 (and here Matti left...)

Yaadon ke lihaaf ke neeche humein akela chhod jaa raha hai…

Ab firse apno se door ho raha hun…

Ab firse ye aansu keh raha hai ki main nikalne ko majboor ho raha hun...main nikalne ko majboor ho raha hun…

"Long ago, it was like...wait!..I have a photograph ~ Preserve your memories, they are all that will be with us"

My Moon

As we all know the only satellite of earth, the moon is very important in terms of big things like light and other intellectual terms but it also has a very special part in every person’s life…emotional life…..though he/she doesn’t realize it in the mix of daily more important things or we should say ‘life’. From ‘the guy who is in love’ to ‘the one who doesn’t give a damn, it has been very special from the old times. In seventies, a boy in love used to compare his dream girl’s face to the moon and sang “Chaudvin ka Chaand ho” but that thing is not limited to the seventies only, remember “Chand chupa badal main or wo chand jaisi ladki”? I can bet that more than 90% people today also compare the moon to their girl’s face though they don’t tell anyone or don’t sing a song but this happens. A melodramatic lover always asks her girlfriend “Kaho toh chaand tod laaon?” that means in the case of chicks, moon is a gift…not only a gift but the most special gift his lover boy can get her as we have seen in the Kajol’s description of her dream boy by singing “Usse kaho jaaye chand lekar aaye”. The small children call moon their “Chanda mama”, the big guys call moon their aftaab or the girls treat it as a gift or Aishwarya’s face from which they compare theirs…this is something very special. Those who aren’t in love see the moon as their crush which varies with time and those who are in love see the moon as their love which can also vary with time. The moon has been very important in my life too….it is my Geni (you all know about her, I guess) or you people know her by the name of Genelia D. Souza. Whenever I feel lonely or there’s nobody around with whom I can share my feelings, I talk to her. Well, it seems like a dream world because I can talk to her whenever I want which is not possible I guess, but I like to live in a dream world. The times when I wasn’t in love it was obvious that the moon was my Geni but the other time also when everything changed….she was still the same. My moon reminds of the good times as well as the very bad times when she supported me by listening my feelings. In Delhi, it is hard to see her because of the buildings and pollution but at any other small place, I can see her beautiful face staring at me and saying “Don’t you worry sweetheart, it doesn’t matter that someone you want is with you or not.....I will always be with you” , that time I feel that you will never be alone Mr. Goyal…never.

Am I Happy?

Today, I was sitting at Barber's shop waiting for my number for a haircut. There was a Gujarati uncle sitting there talking to a 9th standard child about his acads and all.

He asked him as like an interviewer "What do you want to become in future?"

The child replied with confidence and hope in his voice, "Cricketer!"

I passed a smile to the child and uttered to my mind that I also wanted something like this but see here I am having a tag of Trainee at Reliance Ind. Ltd. which may change to Employee at Reliance Ind. Ltd.(unwanted) which doesn't have a value without the ID Card. Even a security guard can cease him to go further because he is wearing sandals.

Years ago, when anyone used to ask me the same question. I always replied "IPS" though I only knew it's full form only. When I was in 11th, my reply got converted into "Engineer" but this time it was not from as inside of the heart as compared to the time when I used to play chor-sipahi and ghar-ghar(I must say that I was in my childhood era till 10th). Now if anyone asks me the same question. My reply would again be different. It won't be a great business-man or anything like that. It will be like, singer? actor? editor?. I don't know yet but obviously not a 9 to 6 boring, disciplined office job.

Sometimes, I realise that I just want a life, a life surrounded with friends, a life near to home or parents, a life not in a hot desert, a HAPPY life not necessarily fulfilled with every luxury.

If someone says to me that I will give you 100million Rs and Genelia D. Souza but you have to remain happy till you die and that also without any friends or anyone. Should I say Yes? or No?

Only money is not a secret of happiness. Then what is it?

One of the many secrets of happiness is DESIRE. "But I do desire Geni and 100million" but these type of desire may buy you a few moment of happiness but can't ensure a lifetime happiness plan.

Happiness also requires some moments of love, some moments of tears, some moments of laughter, some moments of care, some moments of surprise, some moments of fear. Overall, it needs a whole amalgam of emotions which is not possible without other ones.

Theoretically, I should say that a 9-6 job will be okay(not Perfect!) for me if my life will have all these emotions and other things(including decent money, good weather etc.) but let's see that practically will I be able to achieve my happiness or not? in which till now I have succeeded quite well for which I must give the credit to Bharatpur(most precious), Kota(Memorable days), Karakoram(I HATE Delhi but I love Kara), Montreal(how can I forget the awesome weather and chocolate milk) and last but not the least Gujarat(a 9-6 job is not that bad!).

"It is not how much we have, but how much we enjoy, that makes happiness"

Likes or hates

• I like to mimic Shahrukh.
• I like to keep my room clean.
• I like to speak English in accent.
• I like to say "I am awesome".
• I like to cry while watching emotional scenes.
• I like to put arbit status messages on fb and gtalk.
• I like to knock on Rai's door.
• I like to see Munna Bhai and DDLJ with Tandon.
• I like to disagree with Khan about his views on Indian Culture.
• I like to call my friends 'BITCH' (Dean's tone).
• I like to remember Montreal by hearing "Tune Jo Na Kaha".
• I like to sleep on king size bed.
• I like to see cricket match on my small LCD TV.
• I like to get wet in rain.
• I like to see people asking for the key of my almirah.
• I like to set Shahrukh's dialogues as my alarm tone.
• I like to put my alarm on snooze again and again.
• I like to give critical reviews of movies.
• I like to discuss about 'Life ke fundae' with Modi.
• I like to sing "Main Shayar to nahin".
• I like to hear Iktara repeatedly.
• I like to hear Piyush when he is drunk.
• I like to call Pehal at 12 in the midnight.
• I like to call Sharoon 'Tharki'.
• I like to act a scene from any movie with Tandon.
• I like to watch film with my dad and his friends in 'Picture Palace Bharatpur'.
• I like to watch a movie with my friend when he wants to see it.
• I like to feel the winter cold while returning from CAT coaching at 10 in the night.
• I like to go for a long drive with my family.
• I like to eat icecream in winter.
• I like to see exam copies doesn't matter they are good or bad.
• I like to write a formal email.
• I like to read 'Dainik Bhaskar' at home.
• I like to see Bollywood Award Nights.
• I like to hear when Modi backbites about Bissi.
• I like to see serials as my Homework.
• I like to design my future house.
• I like to change my room settings often.
• I like to show off about my college with outsiders.
• I like to play with small children.
• I like to talk with my sister about her friends.
• I like to say 'Sengar! Luv ko bahar bhaga yaar' in front of him.
• I like to discuss about my marriage and children with my friends.
• I like to beat Sahni in Poker.

• I hate when Piyush says "Get Out" in a mocking manner everytime I come into his room.
• I hate to see students licking boots of the professors.
• I hate my college poltu.
• I hate when she always talks only about academics.
• I hate to eat food in the mess alone.
• I hate to walk to insti alone.
• I hate when Naman grabs me.
• I hate when my friends ignore me.
• I hate when Sengar don't tell me the thing I asked him.
• I hate when my mother talks about my marriage.
• I hate to wait for Supernatural episodes.

Summary of my Summer

This is my last blog related to "Silver Period" i.e my internship in Montreal as I am in the last day of this amazing and awesome international Journey. I have described my whole summer and unforgettable moments in Canada as few facts and numbers or you can say "A Summary".

Some Facts And Figures :-

• Applications I sent to get this Internship: 2191

• This Internship was App. Number: 840

• Turning point due to which I got this: Emotional atyachaar in my emails to the prof. :)
  

• Distance between my Home Sweet Home i.e."Bharatpur (Raj)" and "Montreal (Canada)": 11146 Km

• Time difference between India and Montreal: India is 9:30 hrs ahead

• Number of Days I spent in Montreal: 69 Days

• Number of days I went to University: 42 Days

• Number of hours I slept during my stay: 626 hours ~ 26 days
  

• Number of Clubs or Bars I went into: One (of one kind) and one(of other kind)= 2

• Amount of Alcohol I drunk: One glass Beer (Vo bhi majboori thi, club gaya tha vahan compulsory tha peena) :)

• Amount of Ice Cream I ate during my stay: 9.98 Litre
  

• Parties or Barbeque (Mere liye to koi faayda ni hota tha, vahan salad aur chips se kaam chalta tha) I attended: 5

• Farthest Place I went from Montreal: Niagara Falls(Ontario) 668Km from Montreal

• Number of Local Metro and buses I changed: 407 (OMG!)

• Number of times I went for grocery shopping: 16

• Best moments of my whole journey: The 1 AM walking and singing with RDS in the city of Niagara Falls is the best moment I had experienced. When there was a group of Hot drunk Girls walking and singing, at that moment a voice from the group came to me as "NICE PANTS". At that time I was wearing my shorts. :) AND The Arbit stranger kissing day. (Most of you know about that)
  

• Worst moment of my whole journey: This is also of the Niagara trip when we went into a restaurant and took a Cheese burger and ate it half then RDS said "Oh Shit!" and direct his finger to the wrapper, it was written "100% Beef" on it. After that I just felt like vomiting and said him not to tell me the meaning of Beef.(Yes I didn't know it)

• Favorite passtime in Montreal: Old Hindi Movies and Aaj Tak and Video Chatting with Modi :D
  

• Favorite time of the Day: 9:20 PM kyunki is time main daily ghar baat karta tha and 11:55 PM because it was Ice cream time :)

• The thing I always ready to do: IGA(grocery store) Shopping, I loved that.
  

• Best Thing About Montreal: Weather and Local Public Transport (A little bit expensive but it is awesome isi ke karan main Subah ko 4 baje friday nighouts ke baad Downtown se ghar aa sakta tha)

• Worst Thing About Montreal: Everywhere French, I hate it. Kuch logon ko toh angrezi bhi nahin aati yahan.

• I will miss the most: The Kitchen and Food Time.

• The thing I missed like hell during my stay: Indian Culture, Food and Home

• The Crying Moment: Jab IGI airport ke andar ghusa and at apartment during a Scene of Waqt and Lage Raho Munna Bhai :'(

• Friends in Montreal: Rishabh, Irina and every member of research group (I will miss them very much)

• Most Weird Thing We did: Friday Night raat main 12 se 3 tak sadkon par arbit ghoomna.
  

• Indiapa (Firangiyon ko Chuna): Metro main 3 baar bina ticket ke travel, Ek movie ticket se do movies (Ice Age & New York), Ek garden ki Entry ticket li as a "Montreal Permanent student" Indian Rockss :)
  

Overall I had an awesome Trip and Internship. Jyaada kaam bhi nahin kiya aur jitna kiya vo dekhkar prof. tareefon ke pull bandhta raha like "You are a young Scientist :) " etc. Mera Professor bada hi achcha tha but thoda maggu type tha (not like RDS' prof ;)), India ki badi tareefein karta tha "You(Indians) will rule the world" etc.
I will also give credit to Rishabh for making my this trip more awesome kyunki vo na hota toh main firangi bandiyaan dekhkar "totta" kisse kehta.

That's Why India is the best!

Mere zindagi ke ye khoobsurat lamhe bitaane ke baad main apne desh Bharat aur Canada main kuch farak notice kiye jaise...

• Mausam!

Yahan winters main hota hai -30C temperature aur summers main bhi log pehente hain sweater....
Vahan summers main toh hai haal behaal lekin winters main ho jaata hai kuch better....
But still India is the best.

• Housing!

Yahan har apartment hota hai super sexy, Internet fridge aur Air conditioner hoti hain basic amenities...
vahan ka toh sabko pata hi hai, IIT's ke hostel hi dekh lo...chal rahe hain ab tak jo bane the in old sixties...
but still India is the best.

• Food!

Yahan hum khaate hain self cooked aur frozen in khana with icecream and chocolate...jo yahan hoti hain ultimate...
vahan eeesssshhhhh Karakoram mess ki paani waali daal aur kachchi roti ki lagani padti hai habit...
but still India is the best.

• Transport!

Yahan chalti hain khaali khaali metro aur buses jisme conductor ki nahin hoti zaroorat kyunki sab hoti hain automatic...
vahan chalti hain bluline buses jo hoti hain khatara aur overload aur saath main Delhi ka traffic...
but still India is the best.

• Help!

Yahan agar kisi se raasta poocho to pehle maarta hai smile fir samjhata hai way aur kabhi to manzil tak khud hi jaata hai aapko le...
vahan agar kisi se pooch liya raasta to ghoorta hai sabse pehle fir kuch kuch batata hai aur bolta hai go away...
but still India is the best.

• Rules!

Yahan rules ka hota hai bolbaala, har koi karta hai follow chahe ho vo traffic ya ho kisi public place main...
vahan rules banaye todne ke liye hote hain, kuch nahin samajhte log unko aur rakh lete hain apni zeb main...
but still India is the best.

• Hurry!

Yahan agar aa rahi ho saamne se koi car aur aap kar rahe ho road cross to ruk jaayegi 10 metre door vo car aur jab aap kar lenge road cross tab vo driver jaata hai...
Vahan agar aa rahi ho saamne se koi car aur aap kar rahe ho road cross toh driver sochta hai "Dekhte hain bete! pehle kaun nikalta hai"...
but still India is the best.

• Manners!

Yahan agar aap local bus main chadte hain to sabse pehle driver karta hai "Bonjour"('Hi' in french) aur jab utarte hain toh karta hai "Merci"(Thank You)...
vahan Hi aur Thank you toh door ki baat hai driver aur conductor humesha rehte hain aapke anti...
but still India is the best.

• No Difference!

Yahan maximum stores par hoti hain girls aur metro aur buses bhi chalati hain girls, nahin rakhta koi ladke aur ladki main difference...
vahan samjhte hain log ki nahin aata kuch ladkiyon ko, vo nahin kar sakti kuch kaam isliye har jagah milti hai bando ko preference....
but still India is the best.

• Girls!

Yahan bahot friendly hoti hain girls, kabhi kabhi toh arbit stranger ko kar leti hain kiss...
vahan hota hai bina baat ka attitude, pata nahin khud ko samajhti hain kahan ki princess...
but still India is the best.

Now we will go in the original India and I will show you why India is the best!

• Dosti!

Vahan dosti zindagi hoti hai, ek dost apne kisi bimaar dost ke liye poore din hospital main bethta hai...do pal hum kisi apne ke saath share karte hain...lekin
yahan everything is official, dosti sirf bars aur entertainment tak hi limited hoti hai, koi dost kisi doosre ke liye aage nahin badh sakta...
That's why India is the best.

• Izzat!

Vahan apne se bade ke hum pair chookar respect karte hain...papa, mummy ya kisi bade bhai/behen ki baat ko andekha nahin kar sakte...lekin
yahan bada kuch nahin hota...teacher khud bolta hai ki call me by my name, parents ki baatein sunte tak nahin...
That's why India is the best.

• Vishwaas!

Vahan log bhagwaan ko maante hain aur har koi chahe vo kisi gaon ka aadmi ho ya kisi metropolitan city ka student bhagwaan ke saamne apna sir jhukata hai...lekin
yahan sirf hum hain aur koi nahin...koi god nahin...kabhi kabhi sareaam Christ ka majaak udaya jaata hai...
That's why India is the best.

• Mohabbat!

Vahan kadam kadam hai mil jaati hai koi prem kahani...agar ek baar koi kisi se pyaar kar le toh saaton janam uske saath rehne ka waada karta hai...lekin
yahan love, pyaar toh bahot kum logon ki dictionary main hota hai...ek bandi aayi toh do hafte baad vo gayi aur doosri aayi...
That's why India is the best.

• Shaadi!

Vahan kehte hain shaadi do aatmaon ka bandhan hota hai...lekin
yahan shaadi par toh koi vishwaas hi nahin karta...bina shaadi ke banda-bandi rehte hain aur thode din main break up bhi ho jaata hai...
That's why India is the best.

• Riti-riwaaz!

Vahan agar kisi ki shaadi hoti hai toh poori family aur friends aate hain...aur kaafi achche tareeke se shaadi hoti hai...lekin
yahan ek father, ek bride aur ek groom aur do-teen friends and ek ring bas ho gayi shaadi...
That's why India is the best.

• Tyohaar!

Vahan har festival dhoomdhaam se manaya jaata hai...diwali par sab log pathake jalate hain...holi par rang lagate hain...lekin
yahan ek festival bas national holiday se jyaada kuch nahin hota...aur koi diwali koi holi nahin bas jazz festival jisme bas doosron ko perform karte hue dekho...aur kuch nahin...
That's why India is the best.

• Pariwaar!

Vahan family is everything, ek ghar main 20 log bhi rehte hain aur vo bhi pyaar se...sab ek saath khana khate hain aur life jeete hain...lekin
yahan family is nothing bas ek formality hoti hai jo nibhaani padti hai...log apne main mast rehte hain kisi ki koi kadar nahin...
That's why India is the best.

• Khana!

Vahan mummy ke haath ke paranthe, chapati aur lassi milti hai...lekin
yahan sirf burger, pizza, muffin,donuts aur beer milti hai
That's why India is the best.

• Kishan-Kanhaiyya!

Vahan bachchon ko kishan kanhaiyya kaha jaata hai aur unki har khwaish poori ki jaati hai...lekin
yahan bachchon ko rassi se baandhkar parents chalte hain.




Aur aise unlimited points hain bas dhoondne aur sochne ki der hai.

"As the soil, however rich it may be, cannot be productive without cultivation, so the mind without culture can never produce good fruit"

Even kuch din pehle mere prof ne ek party main sab ke saamne bola tha that "You people(Indian) will rule the world."

Really I miss India very much.

जा जी ले अपनी ज़िन्दगी

Okay, this is my second blog and that too after a year. All about my first international journey to Canada.

मैं 9:30 par I.G.I airport पहुँच गया था। पहले मैं थोडी देर तक गेट के बहार खड़ा रहा लेकिन फ़िर अगले ही पल मैंने अपना सामन लिया और अन्दर आ गया। और फ़िर थोड़ा अजीब सा लगा की मैं इंडिया छोड़कर जा रहा हूँ। बाहर खड़े मेरे मम्मी, पापा और सिस्टर्स रो रहे थे और मैं भी रोने वाला था लेकिन मैंने अपने आप को संभाला और शीशे मैं से उनको बाय कहकर check in counter पर आ गया और फ़िर कुछ अजीब चीज़ें होने लगी, जैसे:

पहली गलती: मेरे पास मेरे प्रोफ का लैटर नहीं था और वही उन्होंने मांग लिया, मैंने कहाँ वो तो नहीं है तो मुझे बोला की बेटा खड़े रहो थोडी देर, फ़िर एक अंकल आए और उन्होंने पुछा कहाँ से हो मैंने चोड़ मैं कहा IIT Delhi तब उन्होंने एक आश्चर्य भरी नजर से देखा और कहा "IIT से हो, तो जाओ।" मैंने सोचा सही है यार, IIT का तो बड़ा नाम है।

दूसरी गलती: मैं अपना boarding pass उस काउंटर पर ही भूल आया और अगले काउंटर पर चला गया और वहां बहुत हरामी लोग बेठे थे। जैसे वहां पहुँचा तो अंकल ने कहा "कहाँ जा रहा है?" मैंने कहा "Montreal" तो अंकल जी बोले की Montreal वालों का आगे वाले काउंटर पर इंतज़ार हो रहा है, वहां जा। मैं आगे गया देखा की वहां एक ग्रुप सा था चेक्किंग वालों का और वो मेरे मजे लेने लगे बोलते हैं की "बेटा बिना boarding pass के cheating करके Montreal जाना चाहता है, मैं फ़िर pass लेकर आया तो वो मेरी हैल्थ के बारे मैं कमेन्ट करने लगे और भी बहुत मजे लिए.

फ़िर कुछ देर बाद मैं प्लेन मैं बेठा और सीट भी तो मिली बिल्कुल बीच वाली और एक तरफ़ खडूस बुड्ढा और दूसरी तरफ़ एक बूढी आंटी। मैंने मन मैं सोचा बिट्टू बेटा तेरी किस्मत बहुत ख़राब है। थोडी देर मैं प्लेन take off हो गया और मैं खिडकी के बाहर का कुछ भी नहीं देख पाया। फ़िर एक air hostess आई और कुछ खाने का लायी....देखा तो सिर्फ़ हरी हरी घास सी थी बड़ी मुश्किल से वो घास खायी क्यूंकि भूख काफ़ी लगी थी। फ़िर orange juice पीता रहा और सोता रहा। थोडी देर बाद मैंने coffee ली और उसका एक घूँट पीया और बाकी की फ़ेंक दी...पता नहीं पानी मैं क्या मिलकर ले आए थे साले। करीब 9 घंटे बाद मैं Amsterdam पहुँचा. वहां ब्रेक था 9 घंटे का....सोचा 9 घंटे क्या करूँगा और सही में, मैं पागल हो गया 9 घंटे में। एअरपोर्ट पर तनहा सा अकेला घूमता रहा, फिरंगन टापता रहा। दुकानों पर जाकर मुफ्त की perfumes लगता रहा और थोडी देर सोता रहा। और हाँ मैंने अगली flight की वहां सीट change कर ली थी और खिड़की वाली ले ली थी .
आखिरकार मेरा नम्बर आ गया और flight take off के लिए तैयार पेरिस गई। जैसा मैंने पहले कहा थी मेरी किस्मत बंदियों के मामले मैं बहुत ख़राब है, इस बार बगल मैं एक फिरंगन बुड्धे बुड्ढी का pair आकर बेठ गया. Take off होने के बाद मैंने नीचे देखा तो "It was awesome." ऐसा लग रहा था जैसे आसमान नीचे...आज मैं ऊपर। इस बार भी वही घास फूस खानी पड़ी लेकिन इस बार मैंने बगल वाली आंटी से काफ़ी बातें की और वो काफ़ी अच्छी थीं।







कुछ घंटो बाद मैं finally Montreal पहुँच गया था और प्लेन से ऐसा लग रहा था जैसे मैं किसी जन्नत के ऊपर से गुजर रहा हूँ|

Some facts about Montreal: Montreal is an island and it is the largest city in the Canadian province of Quebec and the second largest city in Canada। Montreal is the second-largest primarily French-speaking city in the world, after Paris.
Finally मैं प्लेन से बाहर आया airport पर और अपना सामन ढूँढने लगा लेकिन मुझे नहीं मिला फ़िर कुछ देर बाद जो आंटी मेरे साथ आई थी उन्होंने बोला "Rahooool your luggage is there." फिरंगी कितने अच्छे होते हैं...सही मैं। फ़िर मैं टैक्सी स्टैंड पंहुचा और देखा तो वहां एक लम्बी सी काले कलर की Limousine मेरे लिए खड़ी थी(वो limousine मेरे प्रोफ ने मेरे लिए 60$ main की थी). मैं उस Limousine मैं अपने apartment तक आया। Apartment की घंटी बजाई तो अन्दर से एक maddu निकला। वो मेरा apartment mate था. लेकिन apartment और मेरा room था बड़ा सेक्सी, बिल्कुल movies जैसा. मैंने कहा बिट्टू बेटा यही दो महीने हैं तेरे पास......" जा जी ले अपनी ज़िन्दगी "






आज .......आज एक हँसी और बाँट लूँ.....आज एक दुआ और मांग लूँ......आज एक आंसूं और पी लूँ.....आज एक ज़िन्दगी और जी लूँ...आज एक सपना और देख लूँ.....आज.......क्या पता ''कल हो ना हो!!!!"