इंसान जो आता है वो एक न एक दिन वापस लौट जाता है
बस्स इस बीच मैं हर किसी के पास कुछ समय होता है
जिंदगी के नाम से जानते है
इस सफर पर चलते चलते कभी खुद को अकेला समझते है
कभी भीड़ से घिरा हुआ
सफर यादगार बनाने की कोशिश मैं कभी हम खुद को ही भूल जाते हैं
इसलिए कुछ अल्फ़ाज़ लिखे है
ज़िंदगी हर किसी के नसीब मैं नही लिखी है
अगर तू आज भी सांस ले रहा है
अगर तुने आज भी आंखें खोली है
तो यकीन कर उस खुदा पे
तेरे लिए आज भी कुछ खास लिखा ह।
तेरे ज़िंदगी मे उसने और कुछ हसीन पल लिखे है
Everyone who comes leaves one day….
In middle of these two events we live a journey called Life
Penning a few words down…
Life is a gift blessed to the lucky ones
If you have opened your eyes today
If you have seen the morning today….
Trust Him….He has written something good about the day…He has written something more beautiful for you….Yet to be felt!!
Smile and spread smiles
“Always be careful of where you run to. When the going gets tough, take it easy and slow down, else you venture into the den of lions.” Just wait and take time to observe what the nature has to tell you. Everything need not be perfectly as per your plan everytime but yeah you cannot blindly step into things without plan at any time!!! Before taking a giant leap just stop to notice that what and how the small steps taken will help you to stand out better and brighter. Take every step cautiously be it in terms of academics, social, personal or any other genre.
“Don’t ever step in the market unprepared and unplanned
Make it a point to give your best shot, with proper plan and preparations
You might be slow to reach your goal, but definitely you will stay there longer and stronger”
MILE VO UNSE ANJANE MAI USS ROJ
JAB DIL KO NA TOH THI KHWAISH
NA HI KISI KI KHOJ
NAZREIN MILI AUR LAFZON KA BHI LEN DEN HUA
MULAKAT KHATAM HUYI PAR NAA JAANE KYU
UNKI YAADEIN DIL KO AKELE CHOD NAA PAAYI
HAZARON DAFA KABHI USKI ADAIEN TOH KABHI VO KHUD YAAD AAYI…
HULCHUL TOH HUYI THI DIL MAI…
PAR DOSTI KA PARDA AADE AA GAYA…
PEHEL KON KARE AB ISS KASH-MA-KASH MAI DAAL GAYA…
LADKE KO LAGA KAHI DOSTI NA TUT JAAYE
AUR LADKI SOCHNE LAGI VO SAMNE SE AAYE…
AAKHIR YAHA BHI LADKI NE BAAZI MAAR HI LI…
KAR DIYA IZHAAR…
BINA KOI KHOF KI HOGA INKAAR YA IQKRAAR…
AUR BASS CHAL PADI PYAAR KI YE KASHTI…
SAFAR BASS DO PAL KA THA YA ZINDAGI BHAR KA..
YE NA TOH THA PATA NA HI KOI KHABAR…
PAR FIR BHI USS ANJAANE RAASTE PAR CHAL DIYE
CHALTE CHALTE PATA HI NAI CHALA…
KAB HATH THAM LIYA…
SAMAJ HI NAHI AAYA…
KAB DOSTI AASHIQI MAI BADAL GAYI…
RAHON MAI FOOL BARSAATE
AUR KAATEIN HATATE
PYAAR KA INKE KUCH ALAG THA ANDAAZ
CHOTE BACCHO JAISE JHAGAD NE K INKE ALAG HI H MIJAAJ
EK THA MAA KA LADLA DUJI THI PAPA KI DULARI…
EK KO PIZZA TOH DUSRE KO BHAJI POORI THI PYAARI
EK DUSRE KO GIRAATE BHI YAHI
AUR GIRNE PAR BACHATE BHI YAHI
EK KO MOVIE SCREEN PAR SARSON K KHETON KA I LOVE YOU SIMRAN THA PASAND
TOH DUSRE KO TOD FOD KARNE WALA SINGHAM THA PASAND
PYAAR MAI DOSTI AUR DOSTI MAI PYAAR
INKI KAHANI KA YAHI H SAAR…
MAHINO BEET GAYE
DONO EK DUSRE KO AUR ACCHE SE JAAN GAYE
SIRF ACCHAI NAHI
PAR BOORI AADTEIN BHI DONO KO BHA GAYI
BAAKIYON K JAHA AAJ BREAK UP
AUR KAL KISI AUR SE PATCH UP HOTE RAHE
WAHI YE DONO APNE CHOTE SE GHOSLE K SAPNE SAJATE RAHE
DONO K IRAADEIN BANDAN MAI BANDHANE KI SOCH MAI LAG GAYE…
AASAN TOH NAA SAATH AANA THA…
NAA HI SAATH NIBHANA…
KABHI KHUD KI NOK JHOK
TOH KABHI SAMAJ PARIWAR KI ROK TOK
RUKAWATEIN TOH BAHOT AAYI…
PAR DONO NE BASS THAAN LI…
ZINDAGI EK DUSRE K SAATH SE H BANANI
MOHBBAT MAI MITTE BAHOT H
INHONE SAATH JEENE KI KASMEIN KHAYI…
SHIKAYATEIN SHAYAD AAJ BHI H
AAGE BHI HOGI…
PAR SAATH MAI UNKA HAL BHI INHI K PYAAR MAI H BHAI…
HONSLE TOH BULAND PEHLE BHI THE…
PAR AB BADON K ASHIRWAD SE YE AUR BHI JYADA MAJBOOT H…
SAAT SAALON BAAD
7 FEBRAURY KO KIYA HUA VAADA
AAJ SAAT FERON K SAATH POORA HONE JAA RAHA H
ISSI PYAAR BHARE DIN PAR…
MERA YE CHOTA SA TOUFA KABOOL KARO…
MERE PYAARE BHAIYA BHABHI KO
APNE NAYE SAFAR K LIYE DHER SAARA PYAAR…
BECAUSE SEVEN YEARS IS NOT A SMALL SPAN TO STAND STRONG IN ODDS WHERE THERE IS NO WAY OUT… THERE’S DARKNESS AND STILL YOU STRIVE FOR RAY OF LIGHT PEEPING THROUGH!!!
WISHING YOU ALL HAPPINESS, LOADS OF LOVE AND TONS OF SMILES AND STRENGTHS TO FIGHT BACK EVEN FURTHER…
MORE OFF…. CONGRATS TO MY EVER SMILING, MY BHAI’S WEAKNESS AND HIS STRENGHT, TO THE BUBBLY GIRL WHOSE MY DARLING BHABHI
LOVE YOU GUYS….
YOU PEOPLE ARE TRULY #AReasonToBelieveIn!!
So here we get one more honor which simply adds a feather to all our efforts taken throughout the tenure. Pune WICASA as well as WIRC bags the best branch award in the mega branch category at regional level as well.
Mumbai – the city of dreams, was hosting the award ceremony along with the members’ meet. The evening had so many celebrities (of finance sector) is what I would call them who threw light on various issues backed with their suggestions for the new committees at national, regional as well as branch level. With all the speeches done right, the much awaited award ceremony started and it really felt honored when we held high the shields which had our name as “PUNE WICASA” encrypted on it. So basically both achievements of being the Best Branch at mega level, that too at regional as well as national level was not just the because few faces smiling and posing towards the cameras with trophies. It was an joint effort of all our Branch staff – our dearest admin – Deepak Sir, our editor and always ready to help Reshma Ma’am, The accounts team who literally called me to collect my reimbursement – Suvarna Madam as well as Ramesh Sir, Aarti Ma’am with her broad smile, Swati Ma’am with always fake anger on me but true care inwardly, Meenakshi Ma’am with best welcome smiles, Kaka and kaku for that ever readiness to freshen up our tired minds with the best tea and coffee ever. Swapnil Dada, Manoj Dada, Vinayak Dada with ever ready to pull my legs attitude, Shwetali Ma’am, Prashant Dada and Phadke Sankul Team. All our faculties right from Sanket Sir to Sheetal Ma’am, ITT faculties, GMCS and Orientation faculties, our speakers each and every one of them who supported our seminars, events with their enthusiastic participation.
And lastly, a word of gratitude as well as congratulations to the faces who represent all of them right from Anand Sir to WICASA committee members. Special thanks to Rajesh Sir who gave me an opportunity to work with such great minds and explore my own self!
It is that part of the year where I miss my school days! Being in an convent school where we had sisters, brothers, mothers, fathers and friends – it was a perfect family at school. Today after nearly 6 years that schooling is done I do miss that “Christmas play” , The Santa, that crib decoration competition, every year’s birth story of Baby Jesus! Oh My God those carols and jingles were boring at that time but now even when I accidentally hear one of them it makes me feel so blessed being part of Stella Maris High School!
And yeah! It would be most wonderful gift of Santa if we could have a get-together – a reunion of school friends in those school premises with all those teachers who once pulled our ears and made us what we are today!
Christmas – is thanksgiving was what one of my teacher said is school, saying thank you does not change the scenario but it does make the person feel special and recognized!
So this Christmas I heartily thank all those school mates, the teaching as well as non teaching staff and each and every person who made school life a wonderful memory for lifetime!!
I would like to open the blog with an question which you may answer at the end!
“Is this normal!? ”
It was “his” message, I will be there within an hour and it was Topsy turvy situation for me!!
I mean…. That dried throat…those butterflies in my tummy… the clock where minutes seemed to be ticking slow… the world seemed to be more colorful
The blue color box which has few colors spill on its outside out of nowhere seemed to be something so very filmy… Like the blue sky with colorful rainbow on it!!
I was fine just few minutes before reading a novel and sipping my coffee… All of sudden after that blink on my phone it feels like the breeze is touching my cheeks and making me feel more in love… The chirping birds are singing love songs… And the setting sun is painting the sky just for us!!
And a little later… I looked at myself in mirror with idiotic thoughts like…. OMG!!! Is this something like multiple personality disorder or is the heart that is pumping like the basket ball tribles once it is bounced showing signs of some cardiac arrest?!? The eyes visualizing him in every corner of my room was shouting about my madness and gush of thousands of pretty smilez on my face!
I was standing in the window which I hardly even look at… More then 10 glimpses down the lane searching a familiar face and ears all alert to hear his bike honk out loud!! (whereas honking normally irritates me to its peak)
A girl who normally has messy hair and clumsy attire is my description for own self (and I don’t have any arguments on the same😉😉)… Just took a look saying… Is my skin too oily… Am I too stout… This shirt is fine, right!? And what not… But then next minute I setlled down with my empty coffee mug like… Oh… Any ways he loves me in my pimple face or that complete make up wala face… So rest again!!!
It was 7th time on the lazy Saturday evening that I took tons of efforts to go downstairs and see whether he has come!! And nearly every second minute my poor cell phone was disturbed to check out whether he has come!
I was confused….
WHAT IS THIS???
And just typing this all in my words on my laptop… As my fingers moved on keyboard, there comes a hand guiding my fingers to end the blog as
“THIS IS LOVE – a heart to heart connection of one soul to the other”
Standing right behind me… There he had come with my favorite chocolates peeping out of his pocket!!!
(And Wow!!! What a beautiful way to end the blog was he writing the closing line)
With all Ganesha going back to their homes here’s a small request placed!!!
बप्पांचा निरोप घेताना दरवर्षीच डोळे अगदीच पाणावतात, १० दिवस पूर्ण घरात एक वेगळीच ऊर्जा पसरवणारा विघ्नहर्ता लाडका गणेश अखेर चालला आपल्या घरी!!!
बप्पा जाता-जाता तुला एकच मागावसं वाटतं….
तु इथे १० दिवस राहीलास, घरातल्या TV वर लागणारी news ऐकलीस, रोज बाबा पेपर वाचत असतानाही तु तिथेच होता!!! म्हणजे जगातलं वातावरण तुला माहीतच आहे!!
इथे ह्याचा accident, तिथे त्याचा murder, इथे हिंदू आणि मुस्लिम वाद, तिथे त्या दंगली….सगळंच सांगावं असं वाटत नाही कारण तुला माहीत आहेच
एक छोटीशी request, बप्पा आम्ही सगळे ना खुपच tech-savvy, sophisticated आणि अगदीच smart झाले आहोत (मुळात आमचे फोन smart झाले आणि आम्ही extra smart), globalization and असले काय काय भारी झालय पण ह्या सगळ्यात एक गोष्टीचा विसर पडलाय आणि तो म्हणजे “मी माणुस आहे, आणि माणुसकी हा माझा पहिला धर्म आहे”
हिंदू आणि मुस्लिम, Higher आणि lower caste ह्या गुंत्यात एवढे अडकलोय की आम्हाला हेच कळत नाही सगळ्यांचं रक्त लालच आहे, जगायला सगळेच श्वास घेतात, म्हणजे तिथे नाही ना आपण बघत की मी हिंदू आहे तर भगवा श्वास आणि मुस्लिम असेल तर हिरवा श्वास – असं काही नसताच ना!
बाप्पा आम्हा सगळ्या मुलांना ही सद्बुद्धि दे की आम्ही ह्या गोष्टीला समझु आणि माणुसकी हा धर्म पाळु, म्हणजे पुढच्या वर्षी तुझ्या स्वागतासाठी आम्ही सगळेच फक्त मंडप न सजवता आमची मन पण चांगल्यी विचारांनी सजवु!
गणपती बाप्पा मोरया. पुढच्या वर्षी लवकर या. !!!