A Pious Gift by Almighty!

Just now, some one have texted me a message that follows, ' These 26 alphabets are not that enough to depict my expressions for my friendship. '. Now you wonder, is this true in this today's harsh, selfish, competitive, and leg pulling world. Yesterday, a acquaintance of mine, was feeling very low, just because he was single. And he added, 'buddy, i want some girl in my life, who will be only mine, who will take care of me, who will be possessive regarding me, who will be concerned about my where about, i want a girl, i want a girlfriend, after that no worries in life '.
Now that compelled me to think, 'can only a girlfriend fill that vacant space in his life!'
In my perspective the answer is big No.
When i first came in bbd national institute of technology, i was very sacred and unsure about the friends company, that i will get here in college. But today with full pride, i can announce, " I have got the best friends in the world ", who are not only good by their anatomy but by their soul too. In alphabatical order Viz Abhishek Singh, Alok Yadau, Praveen Singh, Raj Pandey Rahul Singh, Sanjeev and me, they are the answers and proof of all the above dilemma. Made for each other, we share all aspects that a love birds enjoy, (dont ever dare to touch that aspect, dirty people, dirty mind, we all are straight.) we care for each other more than anybody else, we are possessive regarding each other, we stand for each other, and above all, the top of the story is, we understand each other silence. Here no one owns anything, its of everybody in our group. Oops! Not 'group', otherwise when Simon will read my blog, he will snatch my collar, his face gets red whenever anybody tag our friend circle as group.
Abhishek (simon): he is smarty, handsome, as his nick name suggest, he is extra fair, that add glitters to his persona, very pure by his heart, very kind, and clever. And in my opinion, he is the 'bacha' of our group. He was the first friend of mine in college. In the mean time, we got bit away from each other, but now again he is my best friend. God bless!
Alok (paggal): one day me and pravin were discussing about alok, pravin said, alok is Royal and i nodded. This word perfectly suits his personality. He doesnt give a bit weight to girls, like other boys do, for him, his family and his friends, is his world. Sober and simplicity and no show off describes his personality. Always be happy!
Pravin (buddhau): He is the man( that doesnt mean, we others are impotent) he is the only person with whom i am very close. He is kinda different from others. His everything is so charismatic, infectious, arresting, magnetic and all other adjectives are not optimum to depict my friend into words. He is very mature than his age. He knows what to do, what not to do, when to do, how to do, where to do. Why to do, whom to do. What to speak, what to not speak blah blah. Very sharp minded. He is like grand father, his advice and his opinion is very worth. Cheers pravin!!
Rahul (ram laal): calm as silent volcanco, gentle personality, very ambitious, very kind and helpful, and very pious and pure by his heart. He has a good anatomy too. He is another 'bacha' of our group. He never takes any taking by his heart, provided its not a big issue! Dont ever dare to change yourself rahul!
Raj (pandey): Raj sir, mr. Dabang, Mr. Angry young man, but as soft as dove from inside. He will always be the last man standing for you, just ask him for help, and he will be in front of you. Very genourous and audacious. Hats off to you man!
Sanjeev (bampu): Superstar Rajnikant wil feel inferior in front of him. He is the open encyclopedia. And it will not be ironical to state, just give him a word or a topic from any remote edge of this world, and he will have a elaborate description of that in front of you. He adds sauce and colour to our group. Very confident and mature. Love you bampu!
So here ends my world. And got a dead end to my dilemma, that is this type of 'jai viru' still survives. In fact if sholay would have been shooted now, combo of jai and viru must have been inspired by our friendship:)
Touch wood:)

A piece of paradise

Childhood memories, just curtain down your eyes with the aid of your eye lashes and your face wil wear a refreshing smile with out any effort. Those are the best part of my life. And i can bet for most of us. Everything was so easy and cozy. No tensions, no worries, no usual linings on the forehead, just lost in our ownselves, far away from the jargon of this complicated world. Everybody believes that, people get more sensible and mature and disciplined with their age but when i recaptualate those memories, i discover that i was more disciplined at that time than today. Waking up at the dawn, regular bath, (now i skip some days) regular attendance in school, joining my hands in the name of god in the evening pre switching on the lights, regular update of assignments and homeworks, i will not feel at all shy to call myself a mummas boy, yes i was. And that was a divine blessing that i have lost. Again i want to become the same mumma's boy. I myself couldn't identify, who i was and now who i m.
Everything was so light. When anybody ask me, who was your first crush, i throw a 'dont ask me please' look. Then i ponder, over past, ok in class 10th, no in class 7th, no, it was perhaps in, and my sight goes vague, and i couldnt find any plausible reply, from my brain history section. Love happened in every session of my school days, and with every increase in the count of my academic standard, i felt this time it is real love. I still remember, when i was in 10th standard, every morning, with my first step in my class, i used to check my crushes's school bag, that whether she have come today or not. And just after returning home from school, crushing all the crushes, and get engage in playing, watching tom n jerry, and other. Which is way much better than todays breakups, shattering and scattering of hearts, betrayals, bluffs, n all.
No backbitings, no jealousy, no ill feelings, no corrupt and polluted mind, now i understand why childrens are considered next to God.
I miss that part of my life. I miss that piece of paradise.

pappu bada ho gaya!!!!!!!!!

well this is my debut blog.... i m not a hardcore auothor or writer or narrator or something i just Two days before when i stepped in my house, everybody greeted me with glee and warm welcome......just like they cuddle with my two elder brothers, who resides in US and Korea....... the prestige and respect they get is entirly unparrallel with mine...but this time it was quite uncommon.....
in the starting few hours, i was conceiving every uttered words by my family mates in a very sarcastic way....
i was waiting for something peculiar........ later i discovered and explored that i m no more the same 'golu molu' of the family, i have grown up!!!!!! i know, there is nothing underlining thought in this, but the top of the story, is my family has recognized this thing.....the moment i found this i got delighted, that very time, a thought parked in my mind, now i am also equivalent to my elder bros n sis....
after two days, i have to company my paa to bhu, for a minor eye's operation, then i have to manage the celebration of the most lovely couple's silver jubliee of marraige anniversary, i.e. my parents one.....and have to take my younger bro to lucknow for admission in an institute...... bundles of work,,,, loads of responsibility......... feels good, a sense of responsibility, when you get that much man enough to assure everyone that they can rely on you....