Prologue

This pages of words is not about a love story between college students, or a tale of a boy from a rural village making big in the urban jungle. Maybe it is about my life, maybe it is about your life and of everyone like us. Of girls and dope, of valentines and kingfisher, of school and college days and the tantrums of heart.

There comes a time in life when we arrive at a juncture, where we start looking back at ‘those’ days of yester years. It’s during these days that we start talking about the past, because at that time we believe that we have seen enough days of life so to go back into the past. At least thats what happened with me. I started going back into the past tales of school uniforms, teachers and lunch break when I was saying present sir to my lecturers and attending what they call lectures.

Well, while keying words in my laptop I frankly have no idea whether I will be able to complete this ­­–­­­­book. Book ? Who said anything about a book. Ok ok..I am writing a book or at least that’s what I think I am doing and this is the first page of that very book. I don’t know till how many pages will my mind walk by my side on this and whether this collective stroll will be enough to bring out a collection of tales that will be enough to say that yes, I am a proud owner of a book that I myself wrote.

It is said that humans are creature of emotions rather than logic, and believe me, I have experienced this facts umpteen time, and I believe that it’s better to be governed by emotions than logic. Perhaps you will come across incidents as you turn the pages which might baffle you, but look closely, you too might have acted the same way.

Emotions maybe very erratic in nature but they are uniform too. It is a strange paradox but I find it true.

Why does a girl unflinchingly loves a boy and continues to love him even when she knows that chances of going along with him is around 98 million light years far. Why does a person in spite being betrayed by his or her love interest still wishes that miracles happen, people change and a similar miracle will happen and they will be together again.

Why is that suddenly you realize that times and people have drifted away. and you ponder when was the last time that you and your closest group of friends met, did nothing, sat for hours and when they left for home you didn’t realize that it was those hours of time that constitute a great life.

Sometimes the sms forwards do carry some sensible messages.

There will be lots of love here. People say that you can fall in love only once. And I humbly disagree. You can fall in love many times either with the same person or some one different. But when you are loving someone then you should love her or him only. Commitment and dedication should be for that person only. I have come across people who were in a great relationships for years and years and suddenly they go their different way because they breakup. And then they fall in love again, with someone different. And they completely forget their ex.

That doesn't mean that they are heartless. Love was then too and love is present now also.

Love is something that makes everything around us beautiful. When in Love, it is the god himself that manifests in you.

The greatest of emotions that a human being has is the gift of love and hope. And with that hope I start something new that will lead to finding the love of my life.

The usual disclaimer doesn’t apply. There are names here and they bear resemblance to living person. So if you find your name among the lines or think that you resemble the character, then in all heavens, you are right.

I may change some names, especially of girls, because they might now be attending to their kids and hubby and to their new found love, but I will make no effort to hide their characteristic so that when they read this they know that it is about them. Tribute to love comes in many ways.

Of my close friends, I know they are large hearted and they won’t mind if I use their actual name, infact I think they will relish it, when their deep dark secrets see the light of the day. I hope I am able to scandalize you enough guys. You deserve it guys...every bit of it, because if it was not for you all then nothing worthwhile to write would have come up.

Lets start from Bhopal, as someone rightly said, “You're biased towards this city.” And I know that she is so true...

India wins, so does Rahul

India won the inaugural 20-20 world cup, thereby giving me and many others like me the opportunity to witness things that we have never witnessed before.

Though i pride myself of having a strong heart yet when Joginder was hit for 6 of the second ball, i switched off the TV and went to the balcony of my 7th floor flat . Two minutes later i knew India had won. The sound of crackers, the ''heyyyyyyyyyyyyyy'sssssss' and the voice of Ravi Shastri which was coming from every corner was more than enough to awake even a deaf man lying in his grave.

It was Diwali that day; both literally and figuratively. Soon there were the group of lads and ladies who were taking a 'lap' of our society, perhaps trying to emulate their heroes. Outside on the roads the drunkards were doing what they do best; boozing and far away i heard some humming "Peeney walo ko piney ka bahana chahiye" . How true.

I don't want write about what, how and why Dhoni and his man achieved. Already much has been written about that and i am sure more will be written.

For me it was a memorable day. Memorable like my last school day, my school farewell day, my sister's marriage day and so many yet so less different memorable days which we all witness. The ones you remember whenever you go back in memory.

On the same day another of the youth face of young India, Rahul Gandhi also was in news but his political appointment was treated as secondary concern by the news channels. I never expected that someone or something could upstage any news about the Gandhi family, but the Indian cricket team did it. Hats off to Dhoni and company. They will never know what they have achieved along with the cup!

Rahul Gandhi the would be PM of India as called by his collegues ( It seems that these days the Politicians are better future predictor than Bejan Daruwalla) was appointed the General Secretary of Indian National Congress and was also given the helm of NSUI and Youth Congress. Talk about being born with a silver spoon in mouth!

The buzz in the corridors of power as it is often called is that many of the young Congress leaders are not too happy with Rahul being given so much in so less time and without much effort. But i can guarantee you that no one will raise a voice.

Not going into the merits of the appointment it's pertinent to talk about that is Rahul Gandhi more of 'Gandhi' than 'Rahu'l ? Of course! Even a child of 14 years will say that if Rahul was not born into the Gandhi dynasty than he wouldn't be where he is now. This is not a rocket science and everyone knows this including Rahul himself.

When Rajiv Gandhi entered into politics he was also of Rahul's age. He was a great leader, one of the few modern 'visionary' India had, a man who worked to better India's future. Lets just hope that Rahul proves himself like his father. He has an able team to assist him. Sachin Pilot, JyotirAditya Scindia are all young politicians and have a vision for future India.

After playing lots of tricks, "The Kite Runner" finally landed in my hand. A beautiful book, impressive in the beginning but it gradually loses the power to bind readers towards the end. It is about how human relationships go through many a turmoils; some emerge winner and some are not that fortunate.

Chetan's Bhagat 'One night @ the call center' was a damp squib for me, specially considering the way he wrote my one of the all time favorites '5.1 someone'. I guess either my expectations were too high or the success of the previous book got into the head of the author. The only thing which pushed me to complete the book was an expectancy that was based on my reading of 5.1 someone. I turned one page after another hoping for a better something, but the last page arrived and i was happy that it finally ended.