A Boy's Thoughts in School Days

She was gorgeous,awesome,aesthetic , her voice mesmerize my heart ,her eyes make my stunned, dumb.I started gazing at her all the time in my class-though in secrecy.Truly speaking,I have no difference with other guys ,I mean , back bencher's of my school who do the same thing. hough sometime I think I am in love with her but can I tell her the truth.No I can't.Why?

Because I have heard the most brilliant student of our school has got a slap when they propose her.But I must admit i don't know what was happened exactly.Does she want somebody totally different?Does she want somebody who run against the flow of the stream? Or does she want someone who will make her laugh?I don't know what she exactly want but I think I can fulfill her dream.

Just one time I want to say you "In my heart I feel you ,I see you I love you".But why the hell god doesn't give me the power to do it.Or am I just an introvert,stupid boy who can't share feelings to his fellow school mates.or why can't I just leave her alone?

I was confused by this dilemma.I can't find anyway to get rid of this.I can't see any ray of hope to be at least a close friend of her as because I think she hates boys like me at the core of her heart.

That was not a auspicious day.But a doom,dull morning of a winter.I was on my way home from my maths tution, when I saw her weeping and slowly walking along the road.I rushed to her and asked her what happened? She told me two boys who were on bike just took purse away from her..and ran sped away.

I was taken aback.I then told her that if possible lets go to police station to lodge a FIR.

To my astonishment she said "No Rohit leave them.I know they can go to any extent if we stand against them".

For the god sake you know my name.I just can't believe it. I was feeling as if I was in heaven

She said Why the hell I wouldn't know a boy's name who spent most of his school time looking at me and she took my hand in her hand. I'll never forget that moment .

Don't Let........

Don't Let someone become priority in ur life, when you're just an option in their life........
Today I’m very sad probably because it’s a big let down for me. I ’m so shocked that I cannot express it in words and neither feel the pain that is cuffing my heart every minute. ‘Where did I go wrong?’ This is the question I repeatedly ask myself. But there is no answer that comes back to me. I haven’t certainly expected such a treat from you. The only thing that I understand is that I’ve got hurt by you. This is something that I had never expected, at least from you my dear friend......

I just want someone to understand me, my condition, my suffering that you have caused me. The person whom I least expected would gift me anything such. Why did you play with my heart, my trust, my faith and my understanding? Don’t you feel for me that you hurt and bruise me time and again? Why??
After being together, today I’m left alone. A loner in spite of being surrounded by people, a loner with a lost heart, with broken faith and broken trust, wandering on mindless thoughts, a loner who has lost the objective to live and has no reason to die. I don’t even know if a person like you should be punished or should I bear this pain like I’ve borne all these years, your love, your failure and success, your fakeness, your truth!!!

I know I am to be blamed because time and again I’ve trusted you, tried to rectify you, trusted your lies knowing that it’s a mistake I’m committing, have supported you like a pillar. Throughout I’ve pulled you out of testing times.

But I couldn’t help because I trusted you,liked you like hell was that my biggest mistake----- as all the while I was trusting you, loving you, you were just pretending your love trust and friendship for me! Today you stab me all over, misunderstanding me in every thing I say, treating me as if I don’t exist for you, looking at me like I’ve doomed your life.
I haven’t expected anything from you neither physical support. But I thought that in mind we’re bonded together. Alas! That is the biggest lie I’ve been living with.
I don't have anyone to turn to. God I just trust you because I know are there and will always pull me out of the biggest crisis of my life. You can see all that I’m going through and can hear all those words that are being spoken to me. If anywhere I go wrong please let my conscience feel it and let me rectify it. Whenever anyone does any wrong to me give me the courage to fight back.
Please don’t make me weak, God!

From a Professor's Point of View......

An insight into the mind of your average professor.......

The bell just rang, awakening me from my pleasant daydreams. 'Good god,' I thought 'I have to go for that horrible class. The hateful Engineering lectures!

Idiots who think they know everything and think that everyone else is plain stupid. They think no end of themselves, the alien beings! Its all a farce!

Standing up when the professor comes in and showing some respect just because she has the attendance register and the marks in her hand. Pretending to pay attention in spite of having no interest or inclination in learning whatever the 'poor thing' is saying. Trying not to yawn when her eye is on you... What hypocrites!! They think the professor is just dumb. She doesn't know anything at all!

Then again there are the first two rows, the geeks and the nerds (what's the difference? The geeks are slightly more intelligent. The nerds are just nerdy!) They actually pay attention and take notes. Unfortunately, they also ask profound questions to which thoughtful answers must be provided to satisfaction.

Also, there is the species that comes in 15-20 before the lecture is about to end just so that they get marked present when the attendance is taken. They will hang around right outside class for forty-five minutes and get dead bored but they will not enter the class till the eleventh hour. It's so exasperating. I hate going for lectures.

"I don't want to go to class," I whined. "But you have to," said everyone around me. "Who will teach those brats if you don't go? Then we'll be stuck with them for another year! Just go na, we understand it's horrible but it's only an hour, and you can always go late!"

CHOCOLATES------Yummy

When I racked my brain today for something to write about in my blog, I felt like eating a chocolate cake instead with lots of icing and very little of cake...

Then, I thought, why not write about chocolate ??

Chocolate has always been a favorite comfort food with almost half the world's population...

God bless the African tribe who first discovered the rejuvenating effects of coco beans on sheep and goats which grazed on them...

I remember, when I was a child, I managed to take in 'Complan' only becoz it was in a chocolate flavor, I'm delighted it is the same with millions of other children across the world who are all enlightened souls about the benefits of chocolate.
Chocolate is available in a variety of flavors and combinations today, and is inspiring cooking connoisseurs to come up with a more enjoyable variety of edible chocolate. So, from cakes, toffees, eclairs, to pastries and swiss fondues, we are, and will continue to be blessed with an entire range of delicacies in chocolate.......

Chocolate has come to signify everything that is worthy of enjoyment in life. While medical journals publish commendable reports about the anti-depressive ability, dentists for long have been frowning down on the erosion of tooth enamel, but now, dark chocolate has been found to be beneficial for certain heart ailments, and we also have chocolate skin wraps in beauty spas, CCD have done much to boost the popularity of chocolate by blending coffee with chocolate in their menu......

Chocolate is slowly replacing traditional Indian sweets as appropriate gifts during festivals and other occasions so successfully, that shops selling Indian sweets have come up with variations of traditional Indian sweets with a chocolaty flavor, to sustain their sales. It has become a mandatory token of celebration during birthdays, anniversaries, milestones in our lives, weddings, and acquisitions. Can you imagine Valentine's Day with only roses and no chocolate ?? !!! I can't imagine it to be so...

With so much of research and innovation being attempted in the uses of chocolate, can anyone deny the omnipresence of chocolate in our lives ??

Christmas Time-----Down The Memory Lane....

Few days back as i was returning from office......walking down the road... a tune caught my attention...it was a familiar tune i used to love as a kid.....the very melodious christmas tune..."Jingle Bell Jingle Bell Jingle all the way Santa clause is coming along riding on this way"...so i turned back....and saw Santa walking behind me....i stopped and looked towards him...and gave a smile...seems he liked my smile...and in return I got a gift....a choclate.......as he disappeared frm my sight....i was pondering on something...yes my childhood days incidence.....thts what i m going to share now.....

As a kid one day I returned home, grumbling that Santa Clause comes with gifts but I never saw him… my mother came up with a quick word, "he visits those kids who are not naughty, who study well and obey their parents." The little brain inside my head was in a dilemma, "should I be naughty or behave well?" I thought. Christmas was round the corner and after a lot of pondering I asked, " mummy, if I behave well, will Santa come?" "Certainly", said my mother.

From that very moment I was a good child, eating whatever was served, completing the homework on time, no talking and playing pranks in school..

On the Christmas Eve…. I inquired, "did I behave well?" mom said, "Santa would decide". That was the first Christmas eve when I slept late waiting for Santa to arrive.. My mother told me that he would arrive only after I sleep. I went to bed and was soon asleep…into the lands of dreams....

Next morning I woke up to see a Polly bag full of chocolates kept beside me… I was very excited to see that….

I was running around the house shouting in elation ….

SANTA CAME ! SANTA CAME ! SANTA CAME!

I made all my friends believe my tale….{I m expert in doing tht....}

It became a regular feature every year, on Christmas I would find a gift on my bedside and my friends tried hanging socks, writing letters but for no benefit….

By the time I was 12 or 13 I realized….. its not Santa who comes but it was mother….

She kept on denying this fact for a few more years but then, I knew it all….

Thanx Mom....for all the goodies and love and caring....nothing can be compared to tht..u r the best mom...u had to handle a mischevious kid like me.....Miss you a Lotttttttttttt.......

Hope my Santa keeps visitng life long.....i hope my children also will love my santa a lot....[heheh]

till then.....
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL...