Dodiya Dinesh !!

It's not a blog....it's a feeling.....jiske paas yeh feelings jaani hain wahan pahunchane me madad Karega yeh blog....Is blog me likhe har shabd Teri Yaad mein hain, har meri khwaish khuda se Teri fariyaad mein hain.... Chahath na kum thi tujhse pehle na aaj kum hain aur na hi kum hogi kabhie.... darmiyaan, dooriyan yeh faasle chahe kitne bhi tu bada le mujhse Teri dhadkan ki awaaz teri saanson ki siskiyaan mere dil mein gunjti rahegi..... Inkaar na mujhe kar payegi aur na ikraar ka phir waada karogi.....tanhai mein jee rahi ho aur mujhe bhi tanha kar rahi ho.....koi gila shikva nahi hai aaj Bhi tujhse na khuda ki khudai pe....mere hi pyaar mein kuch kami hai jo manjil tak na pahunch paayi......tere naam lene mein dil ki dhadkan se, saanson se to ek kadam aage hi tha par is duniya ki raftaar se ek kadam peeche reh Gaya......bus farak itna hai ki tu ise duniya samajti hain aur mein tujhe apni duniya...... Teri masumiyat ki khata hai jo yeh deewaana huwa.... Main hoon mu...

Happy Days Happy Days Happy Days....song over heard from my front seat, a girl who was playing it in her iPad,(she had all the accessories a girl can wear bought from Koti, which looks like branded) flashed memories of my college days,a A group known for its notorious activities,at the same time a group who was also known for organising various events,front runners for all the committees for all the college activities, a fair, a college day celebration or for the inaugural ceremony of the new comp lab, we were the group who used to organise right from the invitation card to the paper plates for snacks to the audience.....a period where we were pampered at home,enjoyed parties for every simple reason(exam results party, new bike party, new dress party, and new mobile, a party) ranging from a samosa from chotus shop to the Dhaba or a dinner at restaurant followed with a movie, spending hundreds of pocket money granted by mom, dad brother and elder sister on a Karizma Bike(gifted by dad ...

Alternate week journey to home, reason - Of all the therapies world may have to offer, nothing can possibly match a mothers hand brushing through your hair....and to feel the divine feeling amidst of investment banking operations pressure, another journey begins tonight after a tiresome day at 8/4 cubicle, but a special journey and that's the reason it's on the blog.... Like all the male chauvinists on the planet ( Can include other male species if available on different planets) I was wishing for a female partner to grace my next seat, only to kill journey time as I dont sleep in the Journeys,might be sub-conscious mind knew that it will happen some day, high hopes,as it only happens in SRK or shahid movies or some romantic novels written by young authors.....ohhh, wait....I mean hear me out, I see a girl boarding the bus and finding a seat to settle down, before I can pray or wish she, yes, she settled down beside me, first time felt heart do beat fast when(leave it, you kno...