“Mistakes are how we learn. Every time I make a mistake, I always learn something about myself, I learn something new, and I often meet new people I would never have met.”

. . . the streets are a very tough teacher. In school, you’re given the lesson first. On the street, you’re given the mistake first and then it’s up to you to find the lesson, if you ever find it. Since most people have not been taught how to make mistakes and learn from them, they either avoid mistakes altogether, which is a bigger mistake, or they make a mistake but fail to find the lesson from the mistake. That is why you see so many people making the same mistake over and over again. They make the same mistake over and over again because they have never been taught how to learn from their mistakes. In school, you are considered smart if you don’t make mistakes. On the street, you’re smart only if you make mistakes and learn from them.”

Investing your Savings is like falling in love. It can be risky and it can hurt, but that doesn't stop us from falling in love does it? For the heady and glorious experience....

The old adage, "its better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all" may assume a new meaning. :)

Kolkata FnG Meet

Hi 5 !







Story as narrated by sArVesh

The story goes - 1
ok the idea of the meet with totally unknown people (atleast for me ) seemed a little weird in the beginning but then i wanted to justify somethg written in my 'abt me' and so , to much dismay of
tarun, i jumped at the opportunity like a vulture on a rat .I and tarun were to meet at the latter's PG @ 1200 hrs , though as far as i remeber my final alarm rang at around 1130 am . After 1 hour of
strolling at my flat - tarun finally rang me to tell that the F&G meet - kolkata chapter has officially begun with the arrival of a KGPian (and a junior of mine ) - vikalp . Then some how I managed to brave the rain and white-liner buses to reach karunamoyee at around 1 pm - the idea of meeting was loosing its appeal very fastly .
Tarun was very eager about taking a taxi but somehow i calmed his nerves and managed to get a shuttle instead , a neat saving of rs. 85 per head i am still savoring .Actually after my four year stint at kgp , i cudnt bring myself to the fact that we were hurrying off jus to meet a junior (that too a guy )

So we reached forum finally after throwing more bucks on taxis and stuff ..Vikalp was waiting frm 1230 as this guy suffers frm busophobia and took taxi instead frm the howrah station . Vikalp and me quickly hit it off and we happily ignored tarun for a while but then something happened .Pritka entered the scene .She was quick to give me a 'unwanted' look as if i have just shared the seat with her on a bus ride . After a quick introduction , we managed to grab a seat and the four of us sat in a really awkward geometry to talk .

Pritika - why did u come to the meet ?
Moi (whispering) - aisehi....(i love to meet strangers - i thought) ...........

to be continued

d 3 KGPians...



d Last PIc!!!



Pritika, Tanvi, VIK, Myself .... and Sarvesh standing at d back!



The story goes - 2
After that they were off to a ritual that was repeated many a times during the meet - talking to some guy all of them knew so well that i had no idea (hope u get the pun ).
After some time - Tanu also arrievd at the scene and suddenly she started to talk in angrezi with the other lady present as if they were talkin in codewords . Vikalp threw many looks of desperation but cudnt get noticed by her .

We wanted to extort a tr8 frm tarun frm 'Oh Calcutta' which according to the famed Calcutta times (though it covers parties frm Mumbai only) - is one of the 4 best reataurents in the country and stands in the same league as 'Bukhara' in Maurya Sheraton ,delhi . But somehow each of us felt that we many have to contribute in the end frm our side and so the idea felt less enticing enuf to change the venue to Pizaa Hut - which as i was corrected by pritika is @ 22 , camac Street .After waiting and stuff , we got a seat for 5 which we were not to leave for the next 2 hours - so much for the fast - food

I begun to open more as the topic of discussion changed to the menu part which i completely took over ,pritika wanted to have a lemonade desparately but one strict order by tanu was all it took to make her
forget it . And so we were , divided in groups of 3 and 2 according to the non-veg/veg . All we ordered for the 2 poor veggies was 1 pizza (medium) which was later increased to 2 by a stroke of genorosity .
Guys were accused of eating more but the viceversa was proved when the lunch ended .ALso tarun was accused of acting like a macho-man when he tried to pay the bill by his card ( i guess the total cash we were carrying wasnot enuf for the bill ).

Quote of the lunch (by none other than vikalp) - 'ise kaise khate hain ?'


And ya while we were on the taxi , there were some fights regarding the offline beahviour of some of the members present in the meet .



The story goes - 3 -1

Ok now enuf of pizza hut dose - we came out of it ringing bells , our faces (except that of tarun !)brimming due to gratifying tr8 that we jus had. Now we had three options - Pantaloons ( Yes , that was also on the list coz we had girls u know ) , barrista and CCD .Pantaloons option was promptly killed by my reasoning that their floors abetted sexual discrimination though other members thought otehrwise . We actually needed time for thinking that out so we entered the first store we saw - that of Nick N Nish - of the ladies with the goggles fame - I along with vikalp went to the first floor str8 away to see for some painitings while tarun stayed back for helping the girls.



d tWo lAdieS r so eXcited abt hAving a sNap they foRgot tWo hIde D price tags :P...

Bhavesh - Ok now this guy is one year senior frm our enemy hostel @ KGP and working in the same competency in IBM and yet completely unknown to me . For the better part of the day he was involved in the some buying and selling stuff for a frnd, so he missed the tr8 and came late (and acted as if he didnt regretted it ). Now this is wat i call a cool guy . Period. We were 6.

Finally - Barrista Creme it is - strolled down to it - went thr , broke a glass and came out . In between , most of the time was consumed in some pose-marring sessions while the waiter was ordered and reordered to wait .Vikalp wanted to break few more strings of the seemingly expensive guitar lying at the corner but somehow we managed to keep it outta his reach . In between i took a quick nap while the other members started discussing abt F&G yet again .They were using so many acronyms for naming others in F&G (example BD , CD , PD :p)as though these were degrees earned by them , megha aka megs being the only one for me . Also the similar ritual of attending calls was continued .Their were some pranks in between , whr the only the person who laughed was tarun while everybody nodded that they understood it completely and asked other whther they also understood only to hear yes , oh ya .

The story goes - 3 -2
People wanetd to get some more information abt a russian girl (whom i wud love to meet :d) but vikalp kept us guessing (and me dreaming).People wanted more .....( i mean F&G meets ).

Quote @ Barrista - 'Mujhe koi itne pyaar se nahi khilati' by tarun on seein pritika offer somethg out of her 'Dark temptation' to vikalp.


Last few mins were spent by me on guessing the price of the glass vikalp broke ..





FnG kE nAAm pAr lagenge hAr bArAs mEle bArIsTa ke GlAssEs kA yAhi bAki nIshaaa hoGa...


d virtuals attendents...!!!

Enigma

An enigma you are, ununderstood, unsolved
Crawling silently, a visitor uncalled
You come in and settle without a knock
And speak no words, there's nothing to talk

Face, body, colour, taste and smell you lack
Your presence is pregnant silence black
You look and find your image in my eyes
Slowly replaced by the vast skies

Wind of sorrow turbulent grips the sky tight
Poor sky is no match to the delirious might
It screams thunder and cries out rain
Then no wind or sky,only my trickling tears of pain

I need a shoulder to lean and cry
And a hand to soothe my sigh
You've caused my heart's turmoil and emptiness
I ask your identity, you say,"my name is loneliness".

Diksha Patitpavan Neel

Copyright ©2006 Diksha Patitpavan Neel

Life jst changed so quickly for me.... jst 3 days back i was so realx at my home after two yrs of masti n fun.... and today it was totally adiffrent world for me, new place new ppl, new life! today it was my first day at office, but thr was no excitement abt tht! its start of a new phase in my life today...

Love vs relationship


"Relationship means something complete, finished, closed. Love is never a relationship; love is relating. It is always a river, flowing, unending. Love knows no full stop; the honeymoon begins but never ends. It is not like a novel that starts at a certain point and ends at a certain point. It is an ongoing phenomenon. Lovers end, love continues. It is a continuum. It is a verb, not a noun. And why do we reduce the beauty of relating to relationship? Why are we in such a hurry? -- because to relate is insecure, and relationship is a security, relationship has a certainty."

Always here for you

If ever you need to talk,
Or, if ever you need some cheer,
Remember you have a friend in me -- who will always be here.

I am one who doesn't want a lot; I only want to see you smile;
I want to see you happy n' cheerful all the while;
And for this I'll walk that proverbial mile.

For you know how much I care & how much you mean to me -
So, no matter what you do and how much we squabble,
You'll always find me there for you;
To give you the push when you are feeling blue.

There is a saying that goes:
"You don't have to show affection in words, because even through the
silences - respect, love and affection gets heard."

So -
There may be times, when I may not express,
There may be times, when I'm sullen n quiet,

Do not misunderstand my silence then -
For know that I have retracted to my shell due to circumstances
uncontrolled,
Endeavoring to seek solace in thinking back of the times that we've had -
The messages of our friendship and promises exchanged,
Through the healing words of comfort, hope and understanding shared.

Hear me out my dear F R I E N D whilst I am expressing this to you,
The feelings that I hold for you are genuine & true.

So -
If ever you need to talk,
Or, if ever you need some cheer,
Remember you have a friend in me -- who will always be here.

A msg to some spl frnds.... unconditional saying from me to them ....
love u all my frnds :)

Miles and miles
may keep us apart,
but no distance can divide
the bond of our hearts.

Our bodies may be
separated by a vast ocean,
but we are connected by a
bridge of our love and devotion.

You see temptation
each and every day,
yet you vow that
with me will you stay.

And I hope you can see
from my point of view,
that I will always
love, honor and cherish you.

sitting here thinking,
of times you' ve hurt me.
wondering why still love u,
may be its ur eyes,
the way they make me feel so good inside.
or the way u smile,
tht makes me feel tht i had never been so happy in my life.
it's probably just the way you r u,
a sensible, loving, cute girl tht every guy dreams of.
but all times u hurt me,
i just don't understand,
why i still love u...........

Sometimes I wonder what...life would be like if I
never meet you...
because one year down the line...I have never loved
anybody else...
as much as I love you...I love you more than life
itself.

Is anyone there . .

I was there when others needed someone to listen to their stories, Someone to share their secrets and someone to make them happy..Is anyone there for me..?

I could understand the other's pain and how they feel when they are downThough I couldn't do loads of things I always shared their sorrows..Does anyone understand how I suffer alone when I'm feeling bad..?

I have spent hours and days to solve other's problems, to wipe away their tears and simply to make their lives better..Is anyone there to see my tears..?

I did everything I could do for others and sometimes I get hurt andburn my own heart,I've cried so many times for themHave anyone dropped even a single tear for me . . .?

Remembering You

You were in my mind
when i woke up
this morning...

And i've been thinking
about you
all day long...

Remembering your smile,
your voice,
the sound of your laughter...

Remembering the little things we've shared
before we're together
with a time to share even more...

I can't think of anything or anyone
but YOU today...

I guess i' missing you,
more than i usually do...

The absence of those tears
(copied frm mahek's blog)

The one you find you think is right... is never right it seems,
You long for her to love you... but she loves you in your dreams,
For though I try to love you... to show what love could be,
The bridge you could not cross... was to love and care for me.

Now when I stare into the mirror... I see the mirror's crack,
And I search alone for truth... of what I, myself, must lack,
But is the love that I possess... too wicked for you to see,
Why could I not be loved... for simply being me?

Now all I have are pictures... and the time I spent with you,
Hoping that all my dreams... would shortly all come true,
But I never saw your tears... when I turned and walked away,
And the absence of those tears... said much more than words could say.

For the pain within grew quickly... and never left my side,
And though hidden deep inside me... my pain I just can't hide,
Now life for me has fractured... and my heart has split in two,
Since the Love I once loved... became the Love I once knew.

I hold onto hope forever... that one day you'll be mine,
And in some distant time and place... our souls at last entwine,
But, I fear that when you realize... it was me that you adore,
We will have wasted precious moments... for, alas, I'll be ignored.

For to God I'll journey forward... to walk in heavens field,
And to anger, hate and torment... my body shall not yield,
For I could not hate the love... that caused my heart to see,
Oh, Lord, why could I not be loved... for simply being me?

( my thoughts )

Isliye nahi ke suraj chamakta hai,
Isliye nahi ke sitare damakte hain,
Isliye nahi ke phool mahekte hain,
Mujhe lagta hai jindagi khoobsurat hai,
Kyonki tum ho na…

Jab garidsh main sitara hai,
Jab bhi door kinara hai ,
Jab koi na sahara hai,
Mujhe laga jindagi khoobsurat hai,
Kyunki tum ho na…

Jab har koshish nakaam hui,
Jab thaki hui har sham hui,
Jab ruswai sare aam hui,
Mujhe fir bhi laga jindagi khoobsurat hai,
Kyonki tum ho na…

Kal ki kuch yadein hain,
Aaj ki kuch baaten hain,
Aur kal ke kuch sapne hain,
Bus isiliye jindagi khoobsurat hai,
Kyonki tum ho na…

( i dont believe tht i hav written dis )



Sawan ke badal ki garjan sunkar,
Mere dil ki dhadkan boli….
Arey! Jo baraaste hain, woh garajte nahi,
Yun doorsoo ke jakhmo par aise hanste nahi.
Yeh sunkar badal bola…..,
Main janta hoon ke tu bhi din raat tadapti hai,
Aur iss tanha dil main dard bankar dhadakti hai.
Main bhi nahi chahta ke, apne aansoon pe jaun,
Aur apne dil ka haal kisi ko na bataun…
Mujhe to bus ek aisi jagah ki talaas hai,
Jahan par keval bus pyaas hi pyaas hai.
Bus wahin ja kar jamkar baras jaungaa,
Aur apne dil ka haal roo roo kar batunga.
Mere to aansoon bhi logo ki pyaas bujhate hain,
Barish main bheegne ko bachee daude chale aate hain.
Bus unhi ho hansta khelta dekhkar khush ho jata hoon,
Isiliyee har saal sawan bankar chalaa aata hoon.
Bus isileye sawan bankar chalaaa aata hoon…

( my first poem tht i hav written for my love )

Kabhi kabhi kyun lagta hai, tujhse janmo ka nata hai,
Kabhi kabhi kyun dil mera, bus geet tumahre gaata hai.
Kabhi kabhi kyun batoon se, dil ko ghayal kar jati ho,
Kabhi kabhi yadoon main aa, mujhko pagal kar jati ho.
Kabhi kabhi kuch kehna chahoon to, jane chup kyun rehta hoon,
Kabhi kabhi par jane kyun, baas bat tumhari kehta hoon.
Kabhi kabhi kyun kaanoo main, aawaj tumhari aati hai,
Kabhi kabhi in hatoo main, tasveer teri baan jati hai.
Kabhi kabhi yeh hawa chale to , paegam tumhare laati hai,
Kabhi kabhi teri khushbu la, woh mere tan ko mehkati hai.
Kabhi kabhi kuch kahe bina hi, dil ki baate ho jati hain,
Kabhi kabhi bina miley, tujhse mulakatien ho jati hain.
Kabhi kabhi kyun dil karta hai, main harpal tere saath raahoon,
Kabhi kabhi yeh dil karta hain, tujhse aake do baat kahoon.
Kabhi kabhi kyun lagta hai, tum-to bilkul anjaani ho,
Par Kabhi kabhi yeh lagta hai, tumbhee meri deewani hoo…….