My First Liebster Blog Award

After three years of blogging, finally I got an award :P Thank you Nachi for giving me this award.

Liebster is German word which means sweetest, kindest, nicest, dearest, beloved, lovely, kind, pleasant, valued, cute, endearing and welcome.

The Liebster Blog Award is given to upcoming bloggers who have less than 200 followers. The award is a token of appreciation and encouragement from fellow bloggers.

If you receive this award you are expected to:
1. Post 11 facts about yourself
2. Answer the 11 questions the tagger has given you
3. Tag 11 more bloggers (with not more than 200 followers; no tagging back) and make 11 questions for them
4. Tell the people you tagged, that you did.

11 FACTS ABOUT ME

1. I love reading and I am quite proud of my collection of novels, which although isn't that great but it keeps on increasing, so much that now I don't even have space to keep them. :P

2. I love being alone, with only music for my company.

3. I get upset very easily, and it hurts me more when the person who spoiled my mood, doesn't even bother to make me smile.

4. I love the winter sun but i hate winters. :P

5. I am scared of heights. I used to shut my eyes, whenever i went for rides during school picnic.

6. I love sitting by the window seat, plugging the earphones and getting lost in my world.

7. I love creating imaginary situations in my head. :P

8. I don't trust people anymore because of the betrayal I got at every step, from the people whom I called friends.

9. When I am at crossroads, I ask for a hint/sign from my best friend and he answers me every single time :)

10. If I trust someone enough to include them in my life, and call them my friend, probably they have earned my loyalty for life. I will not ever leave them no matter what the situation is.

11. I believe respect is something which has to be earned. If someone wants me to respect them, then they have to prove that they deserve it. Being old doesn't mean they have to be respected and being young doesn't mean they don't deserve respect. Age is just a number.


11 QUESTIONS ASKED BY MY NOMINATOR

What is the best prank you have done so far?

I guess I never did a prank!! :o

Best feeling, singing or dancing?

Singing

What is the most amazing thing that happened in your life?

"Life" happened. All the good things, bad things, the lessons, the blessings in disguise; whatever happened/ is happening/ will happen, is amazing in some or the other way, all you need is to have that perspective. :)


Your dream vacation?

Going to Paris and a road trip all over India and a world tour :D  
(P.S. these are just dreams, I am even happy spending my life near a beach with my loved ones)

Best genre movies, romantic comedy or action thriller?

 Action Thriller

What will you do if you know you are living the last day in your life?

Spend all my money to buy gifts for my loved ones to remind them that i love them and to tell them that I enjoyed my life with them; throw a big party and celebrate my last day on earth.

Best profession, Abroad software engineer or Indian govt employee?

Indian Government Employee


What do you think about dowry in marriage?

It only shows that the guy is not capable enough to take care of his would-be wife. Making it illegal doesn't work, it is the tradition, or the mindset which needs to be changed.

If you are in a time machine, which year would you travel and what for?

All the years that I have lived till now,  just to re-live all the moments, and to learn from my mistakes so that i don't repeat them. :D


Life quote that you follow?

Don't trust anyone, what you see is not always the truth.


Best life, rural or urban?

Urban to earn money; rural to find peace. ;)


MY QUESTIONS FOR THE NOMINEES

1. What/Who inspires you to write?
2. One superpower you wish you had
3. One book which you loved reading
4. The proudest/best moment of your life
5. One place which you would recommend a friend to visit
6. One dream which you want to get fulfilled
7. If you could re-live one day of your life, which one would it be?
8. One thing you want to change about yourself
9. Your dream destination for a vacation
10. One incident which changed your life
11. Your favorite quote


MY NOMINEES

1. Little Princess
2. Vikas Khair
3. Sreejith Soman
4. Apoorv Singh
5. Amar Ashok Jajoo

I can only think of these many people :)

Charred Dreams

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"She has suffered 60% burns. We have shifted her to I.C.U. We can't say anything right now.", said the doctor and rushed inside the room.

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He was devastated. What had she done to infuriate someone to this extent that he poured acid on her? Was rejecting someone's love, whom she did not love back, a crime? Was standing up for what she felt is right, a crime? She was his little girl who would never do any wrong to someone. She always helped people in their need, in whatever ways she could, irrespective of whether she knew them or not. But for all her goodness, this is what she got in return; lying on the bed in I.C.U. with various tubes piercing her burnt body, struggling for her life every second, while the person responsible for her condition roamed freely out there, searching for his next victim.

He was amazed how quickly his daughter had grown up. It felt like yesterday when the nurse had handed him, his little bundle of joy, Tanvi. She was so small and delicate, he feared hurting her. Life had played such a cruel game with him, he was at the same hospital again only to see her daughter writhing in pain. Some heartless person had caused her so much agony in the name of love and he could not do anything. Never in his life had he felt so helpless. He felt the father in him has been defeated for he could not protect his little angel.

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"Dr. Verma is calling you in his cabin.", informed the nurse

"Mr. Mathur, please sit"

"Doctor, how is my daughter?"

"She is doing fine. Her face has been disfigured. Though a series of surgeries will help in correcting it to an extent but that's a later stage. Right now, we are keeping a close watch on her vital parameters. As of now they are under control. Luckily there has been not much damage to her other organs but..."

"But? But what doctor?", he asked anxiously

"I am sorry to say, Mr. Mathur, but she will never be able to see again."

He felt the ground beneath him move. Tears flowed from his eyes. He was inconsolable.

"Please doctor, do something. There might be some way. There is so much advanced techniques available nowadays. Please try. I am sure she will..."

"Mr. Mathur, I am doctor, it is my duty to save my patient at all costs. We have tried our best. We have consulted with the best eye specialists but there's nothing that can be done. The acid was poured on her face because of which the vision in both her eyes has been permanently damaged."

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As he walked out of the doctor's cabin, his eyes fell on the painting hung on the adjacent wall. He remembered how Tanvi used to paint. A look into her cupboard and anyone could tell how much she loved painting. While other girls of her age have cupboards overflowing with shoes, clothes and other accessories, Tanvi had rather stored painting brushes, palette, watercolors and other painting related stuff. Even her room was painted according to her wishes. She loved colors and she made sure everything around her was colorful. Two weeks back, she had started making his portrait. It was going to be the main attraction of the first painting exhibition, which she was going to organize next month. She was going to unravel her talent in front of the world. Her dream was on the verge of fulfillment.

"You are the star of my exhibition, Dad. This is your birthday gift, from your princess. I hope you love this.", she had said excitedly

"Of course, I will. The world is going to get a new star, and that star is you, my princess. You are soon going to live your dream. What else can I ask for?", he had said smiling through the tears of happiness

A smile lit his face, as he remembered the conversation. But the very next moment the doctor's words were ringing in his head, and the reality dawned upon him.

He stood outside I.C.U. and stared at his daughter. He felt numb. He felt defeated at the game that destiny had played. He always wanted to color his daughter's life in happiness. But now the only thing that remained was darkness. He was scared. What will happen when Tanvi will get to know this? How will he even console her? The girl who has grown up with colors all around her, will never be able to see any other color except black. He felt a lump in his chest and he collapsed on the bench crying for his daughter, crying for the injustice done to her, crying on his helplessness, crying for all those innocent girls who will be the targets of such men.

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The doctors say that the acid has burnt her body, disfigured her face and made her lose her vision. They can only see the visible scars. What about those invisible scars that one small bottle of acid has left on her soul? What about her charred dreams? Visible scars give some pain but ultimately they heal with time. It is the invisible scars that kills you with every breath you take. 

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Story Of A Scarred Soul

She was young, she was naive,

embarking on a journey to a new phase,

she trusted all, whoever she met,

for she believed there's something good in everyone,

she was shy, couldn't mingle much,

yet she tried to make new friends, she felt happy in her big friends circle,

suddenly life seemed to be a bed of roses,

but she was young, she was naive,

embarking on a journey to a new phase..

Gradually things got complicated,

the never ending circle broke and scattered around,

still she found happiness that even after being apart they are together,

but she was young, she was naive,

embarking on a journey to a new phase..

As she was still learning to deal with it,

life gave her another jolt,

when her best friend ignored her,

and she didn't know who was at fault,

she tried to talk and find out the truth,

but all she got was a silence and she gave up,

she was sad but moved on,

to find her happiness on her own,

she tried to mingle with her other friends,

but she was young, she was naive,

embarking on a journey to a new phase..

Soon she found a whole new world,

she was happy, she was satisfied,

but she knew the underlying truth that it was nothing but a one sided friendship,

but her friends were her family hence she was happy,

she was on cloud nine,

when her best friend came back,

now her family seemed perfect and complete,

but she was young, she was naive,

embarking on a journey to a new phase..

Her happiness was short lived as she found out the real faces behind the masks,

she was hurt and felt betrayed,

"Why did you do this to me?", she asked,

but all she got was an indifferent look,

"You guys meant a lot to me but now all I am left with is my broken heart and scarred soul. Tell me how, how will I ever trust again?", she howled and cried,

"You have got some misunderstanding. We aren't what you think", they said,

but her strength was lost and trust broken,

she was left numbed by her once upon a time friends,

soon she realized that this is the truth,

life's not always fair and forever good,

she got up and said to herself,

"If you don't care then why should I? For you it was a game, but I had pure friendship in mind. I don't know why you did this and made me cry but I won't let you win ever because its you who lost not I"

She was young but no more naive,

she was determined never to let anyone hurt her again..

her new journey had begun and she had faith,

that life may not be fair and good but its beautiful always.. 

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Sometimes scars are important to assure yourself that 

"Yes i have fought some battles and yes i survived. 

I am a survivor not a victim"

Make A Wish...For It Might Come True!

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"Doctor! Doctor!", shouted the nurse as she rushed out of room no. 104 towards the doctor's cabin.

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Fifty years back....

"Samar! What's all this?", asked Kriti amused at what she saw.
"Your birthday gift, sweetheart"
"Gift???? Or a gift with an "s"? There are 25 of them. Why so many gifts?", asked Kriti
"Because it's your 25th birthday, so one gift for each year", winked Samar
"Have you gone mad?", asked Kriti
"Nah, just fallen in love"
"Oh come on, Samar. Be serious."
"Kriti, doesn't it ring a bell? I only fulfilled your wish", said Samar
"You actually took that seriously? It was just a stupid wish of a teenaged girl", replied Kriti surprised and shocked at what had happened.
"Your wish is my command, love and all your stupid wishes are important for me and I'll fulfill them no matter what happens", said Samar smiling looking at Kriti's surprised face
"Samar, you are mad"
"Only for you, love", winked Samar
"Yeah right"
"Happy Birthday Kriti"
"Oh Samar, thank you so much. I love you"
"But I love you more", said Samar teasingly
"I know", said Kriti and they laughed...

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As the doctor and nurses rushed into the room, they were overwhelmed by what they saw.

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Few hours back.....

She lay on the hospital bed with tubes running through her body while the machine kept at the side beeped at regular intervals.
Samar sat besides her, holding her hand.
"Hey love", whispered Samar
Kriti opened her eyes and smiled at what she saw. The whole room was decorated with flowers.
"Happy birthday", said Samar and kissed her forehead
"Thank you so much Samar", said Kriti as a tear trickled down her face
"Old woman, you and your tears. Can't you smile and be happy without them?", mocked Samar
"Shut up, old man!", said Kriti smilingly
"Okay...Okay.. you can cry later. Now its time to cut the cake.", said Samar as he brought the cake
"Cake? Here? I thought you would take me out of here", said Kriti mocking him
"Sorry love, i tried but these doctors won't let you go. Might be we can sneak out at midnight and go for a date. Just you and me.", winked Samar
"Yeah right", laughed Kriti
He helped her sit up comfortably and placed the cake at the small table at her side.
Kriti was about to cut the cake when Samar held her hand
"Aren't you forgetting something?"
"What?",  asked a confused Kriti
"Make a wish, love", winked Samar
"Samar, i have run out of wishes now. You have fulfilled every single wish of mine. Getting to spend my life with you was a blessing for me. Thank you for every single thing you did for me. All i wish now is to have you by my side till my last breath. I love you Samar. You are the best gift of my life", said a crying Kriti
"I promise you my love, I won't ever leave you alone. I'll be with you till my last breath and even after that. And you know what?"
"What?"
"I love you more",winked Samar
"I know", said a smiling Kriti

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There was pin-drop silence in the room. No beeping sound of machine, no sounds of laughter, only silence. In that decorated room, amidst the silence, lay an old couple on the hospital bed, sleeping peacefully, with a smile on their face and holding hands, symbolizing that they are together in their new journey.

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The Beginning Of The End

somewhere down the line,
when you lose hope,
when you find yourself alone in a room full of people,
when you begin to fake smiles and hide tears,
when you bottle up your feelings,
when you give up on everything that once mattered,
when you aimlessly stare at your future,
when you begin to accept your defeat,
starts a journey...
a journey on a pathless path,
a journey which marks the beginning of the end...

Entangled

Prelude Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Part 4 (Concluding Part)

Meera was busy with her wedding shopping when she received a phone call regarding Amay's arrest. She was distraught. Her worst fears had come true. She rushed to the police station to meet Amay.

Amay who by now understood everything burst out on Meera.

"How dare you implicate me? Do you know how much shattered Rajiv is? He thinks I killed Kavya!! I will tell the truth to everyone. I won't spare you. I loved you Meera..Why did you do this to me?", asked an angry Amay

"Amay, believe me..i didn't do anything. I love you..Even i am shocked by your arrest.", cried Meera.

"Shut up. No one else knows the truth except us then how did those photographs reach Rajiv?"asked Amay

"Amay, even you don't know the complete truth", confessed Meera.


On the other hand..Rajiv was feeling terrible for falsely implicating Amay. He knew Amay was innocent. Those photographs were fake, he himself had planted them. He knew it was wrong but he had no other option other than to use Amay to make Meera confess about her involvement in drug trafficking. He had installed camera in the cell where Amay was kept so as to record each and every conversation.

"What do you mean?", asked a puzzled Amay

"You remember that night when I went to meet Kavya and saw her in a pool of blood and I called you for help?", asked Meera

"Yeah..so?",quizzed Amay

"It wasn't a coincidence. It was me who shot her. But then i freaked out and called you for help. I knew i had to get out of this mess. So I lied to you.", said Meera

Amay was shocked at what he heard, at the same time confused too.

"But why did you kill Kavya?" asked a shaken Amay

"Kavya and I were involved in drug trafficking. We were involved in this since five years. But then she fell in love and everything got ruined. She wanted to put an end to all this. When she got to know of our engagement, she started forcing me to tell the truth to you. I feared if you got to know the truth you might leave me and go. Kavya had nothing to lose. Rajiv would have forgiven her but I would have lost everything. So i went to meet her that day to convince her to keep her mouth shut. But when I met her, she showed me the packet which she had received. It contained our photographs and other proofs related to drug trafficking which could have landed us behind the bars. Kavya was hell bent on telling everything to Rajiv. I tried convincing her. But she wasn't listening so i tried to scare her with the gun. I never meant to kill her. I was only trying to scare her. But we got into a scuffle and I accidentally shot her.", said Meera and burst out into tears

Rajiv who was listening to this confession was shocked. He could believe what he just heard.

"How could Kavya be involved in all this? No..all this is a lie. His Kavya couldn't harm anyone. She was a loving person. She couldn't be involved in drugs." he tried to convince himself.

But somewhere deep down he knew whatever Meera said was actually a bitter truth. He had all the evidence which proved Kavya guilty. The truth that he was avoiding till now stood bare in front of him.

"And then you called me so that i can help you hide that gun and hide everything from Rajiv, right?", asked Amay

"Yes. I knew only you could help me. I didn't want to lose you. I knew Rajiv won't believe me if I told him the truth", said Meera

"I wish you had been so honest with me before Meera. All this could have been avoided.", cried Amay.

Rajiv was shattered but he somehow composed himself and fulfilled his duty by arresting Meera. She gave them the photographs and other proofs and also told them about the other drug dealers and their hideouts. Soon everyone was arrested and put behind the bars.

Amay was also arrested for concealing the facts and for helping Meera in hiding the murder weapon. 


One Year Later.....

Rajiv quit his job and started working for an NGO dealing with drug addicts. Amay started helping Rajiv with NGO after he was released from jail. Both of them lost their love yet their friendship was still intact. Rajiv apologized to Amay for falsely implicating him while Amay apologized for whatever Meera did. Both of them wanted to move on to a new future but when it became unbearable they used to go to the beach and spend their entire day watching the waves. Somehow their silence communicated with each other and they used to go back home feeling light and content.

Entangled

Prelude  Part 1  Part 2

Part 3

Meera was a Fashion Designer, she had met Amay, an architect, at a common friend's birthday bash and soon both fell in love. Everything was going fine till that ill-fated evening which ruined everything. Her most treasured secret was going to be unearthed soon. She had to do something to protect herself. She couldn't let this secret to ruin everything that she had created.

Two weeks passed by but police couldn't find any leads in the case. Rajiv tried to move on and submerged himself in his work so much so that there's no time left for him to think about Kavya, but even then memories of Kavya surrounded him all the time. He spent all his time working on the leads to nab the drug peddlers. Suddenly one day he got some information which not only brought him closer to accomplishing his mission but also shocked him. He knew something was wrong.

Rajiv called up Amay that evening.

"I need to meet you urgently", said Rajiv
"What happened Rajiv? You sound tensed", enquired Amay
"Just meet me at my place in one hour", Said Rajiv

Before Amay could say anything, the line went dead. He was terrified. All sorts of things were going on in his mind. Why was Rajiv calling him? Has he found out the truth? But answers could be found only after meeting Rajiv.

Rajiv was pacing to and fro in the room when the door bell rang. It was Amay.

Even before Amay could say anything Rajiv burst out on him.

"Why did you kill Kavya? How could you do this? Out of all the people it was you...you who snatched away my Kavya? Why Amay?", cried Rajiv

"Rajiv..you are getting it wrong..i didn't kill Kavya", said Amay startled
"I don't want to listen to your lies..i have the proof.", said Rajiv and went inside.
"Rajiv..just listen to me once", begged Amay

Rajiv came out and threw the photographs at Amay.

"You still want to say that you are innocent? That these photos are a lie?", Asked Rajiv
"Rajiv, believe me..i didn't kill her", cried Amay

Just then the policemen who were waiting for Rajiv's order, came inside and arrested Amay.

Amay kept crying and begging Rajiv to believe him once but Rajiv was too shattered at what he unearthed.

"I wish i had told you the truth before. I didn't kill Kavya. Believe me", murmured Amay to himself.
"He wasn't the murderer then how could the there be photographs of him committing the crime? Why would someone implicate him? He was sure that someone morphed the photos", Amay thought. Suddenly the truth dawned upon him.

Entangled

Prelude  Part 1

Part 2

Rajiv was sure that it was Kavya's voice but before he could react the line went dead. He called on Kavya's mobile but it was switched off. He tried the land-line too but no one picked it up. He called up Amay and asked him to reach his house ASAP. He hurriedly got into his car and drove towards home but it being a peak hour he was stuck in the jam-packed road. He got down from his car and ran as fast as he could. Till the time he reached home, police vans, ambulance and a large crowd had gathered at his residence.

He struggled to get into his house. Policemen were searching the house collecting evidences, taking fingerprints, noting down the details and discussing the possible theories related with the murder. It was then that he saw her. Her once beautiful body, lay lifeless soaked in blood, which oozed out of her bullet wounds. Rajiv couldn't control himself. He couldn't believe that the girl whom he loved the most will now be alive only in his memories. He couldn't control his tears. His whole world had just crashed.

Police sent the body for postmortem. Just then Amay and Meera walked in. They were shocked at the sight. Amay rushed to Rajiv and hugged him. Rajiv was inconsolable. He kept crying calling out Kavya again and again.

Police started with their interrogation. Knowing the background of Rajiv, police suspected it to be a case of personal animosity.

"Do you suspect anyone, Mr.Rajiv?", asked Inspector Keshav
"No...I don't know why would anyone want to kill Kavya! She never got into fights. She was a cheerful person, always helping others in their needs.", answered Rajiv, trying to control his tears

"Look Mr. Rajiv, when we came here the door was open which indicates a friendly entry. Moreover we found two tea cups on the table which obviously means that Kavya knew her attacker very well or might be there was someone else who was a witness to this crime. We will soon find out the culprit. We will keep you updated regarding the case. As of now we take your leave", Said Inspector

The policemen left so did the crowd. Amay dropped Meera home and came back to take care of Rajiv.

That night the two of them sat in the balcony amidst the silence of the night.

Amay didn't knew how to comfort Rajiv because no matter what he said his words will fall short of providing him any comfort. He knew Kavya was Rajiv's life but he also knew something which Rajiv didn't had a clue about and he wished it remained like that only.

Entangled

Prelude

Part -1 

Kavya sat in a balcony of her 10th floor sea facing 3-BHK flat in the suburbs of Mumbai. This was her favorite part of the house. She loved it so much that Rajiv used to tease her that she could spend her lifetime sitting here, which in a way wasn't wrong. Kavya loved beaches. The sound of waves against the rocks, the cool breeze, the calm yet ferocious nature of sea..she loved it all. Every evening after coming back from NGO, where she worked, she used to spend her time sitting in the balcony soaking in the beauty of sea against the stunning backdrop of setting sun.

Kavya and Rajiv were married for two years. Rajiv was an Investigating Officer with Narcotics Control Bureau. His busy schedule left him with little time for Kavya. Kavya belonged from an Army background and hence she understood Rajiv's responsibilites very well. Initially Rajiv and Kavya were living in Delhi but soon they had to relocate to Mumbai due to Rajiv's work commitments.

Kavya glanced at the clock. It was going to be 6:30 P.M.. Rajiv had asked her to be ready till 7:30 P.M. as they had to attend a party thrown by Amay, Rajiv's childhood friend, who got engaged two days back.

Amay and Rajiv had been best friends since childhood.Rajiv was a single child and in Amay he found a brother he never had. They had been partners in crime since forever; be it stealing mangoes from their neighbour's garden,  getting punished for not submitting assignments or bunking classes for a movie; they were always together as a support to each other not only in good times but also during bad times. When Amay lost his parents in a freak accident, Rajiv was there to support him. And with time their friendship grew more stronger. Rajiv was never a social person. He prefered staying at home whenever he got time and hence he didn't had many friends. Perhaps Amay was the only one he could call a friend. He trusted him with his life.

Kavya quickly freshened up and changed into a black gown. She was about to call Rajiv when the door bell rang. She quickly went to open the door thinking it to be Rajiv, but all she found was a packet at the doorstep. She looked down the stairs but couldn't find anyone. She took the packet inside and opened it to view its contents. The ground beneath her shook. She was shocked at what she saw. Suddenly the doorbell rang again.

Rajiv was sitting in his office cabin pondering over the latest case of drug trafficking. He had recently got some serious leads through his informer which was enough to nail the drug peddlers and put an end to the whole drug mafia network. He was working on those leads when he got a call on his cellphone from a private number. When he took that call all he heard was a gunshot and a shrieking voice which he recognized instantly.

Entangled

 
Prelude


What will you do...


~ if your trust is broken by someone whom you valued more than yourself?

~ if destiny plays a dirty game with you?

~ if you find yourself entangled in a web of lies and deceit?

~ if you find yourself in a situation where you can't even believe yourself? 

Entangled is a story of Rajiv, an Investigating Officer with NCB, who lives in Mumbai with his wife Kavya. His best friend Amay just got engaged to Meera. What was supposed to be a day filled with celebrations turned out to be the day of brutal murder of Kavya which opened the pandora's box of lies and deceit in the backdrop of a drug trafficking.


Why was Kavya murdered?

Will Rajiv be able to bring her killers to justice?

Will Rajiv be able to put an end to drug trafficking?

Will Rajiv and Amay's friendship stand the test of time?

Is Meera as innocent as she pretends to be? Or is there more to her innocence?

How will Rajiv untangle himself? Will he be able to win the fight against destiny?

Only time will tell...

Beetein Pal

Wo ghar yaad aata hai mujhe,

jahan beeta tha apna bachpan,

wo aangan jahan saathiyo sang hum the khele,

wo khilkhilati hassi goonjti hai in kaano mein,

yaad dilati hai un natkhat palo ki,

jab hum sab saath the,

haatho mein haath liye chalte the,

thodi shaitani, thodi naadani kiya karte the,

dosti ka matlab nahi jaante the,

par dosti nibhane ke vaade kiya karte the,

ek dusre se ladte the,

lekin ek dusre par jaan bhi chidakte the,

bachpan ki naadani na jaane kahan kho gayi,

na jaane kaise hum mein ye doori aa gayi,

jis dosti ki hum kasme khate the,

aaj us dost ke liye hi waqt nahi,

vyast hai sab apne jeevan mein,

karne khushi ka dikhawa,

par dil ko aaj bhi wo ghar yaad aata hai,

jahan beeta tha apna bachpan...

English Translation:

I still miss that home,

where we spent our childhood,

that veranda where we played,

that laughter still lingers in my ears,

which makes me remember those mischievous moments,

in which we were together,

hand in hand we use to walk,

used to be naughty yet innocent,

we didn't knew what friendship meant,

yet we promised to be friends-forever,

we used to fight with each other,

yet loved each other more than anything,

don't know where that innocence got lost,

and when the distance crept in,

the friendship on which we used to swear on,

today we don't even have time for that friend,

everyone's busy in their lives,

pretending to be happy,

but the heart still misses that home,

where we spent our childhood...

Chalo ek waada karte hain hum,

Aao is pal ko jee lete hain,

Pal yeh khaas hai, inhe jaane na do,
Hum inhe yahin rok lete hain.

Roya hoon mein bhi,
Aur thoda tum bhi,
Aao mil ke in aansuo ko,

Ek hassi mein badal de.

Aao thaam le hum haath,
Aur chal pade dhundne,
Apna woh kaarwan,
Hamara woh sapno ka jahaan.

Dhundni toh bas wo ek kashti hai,
Us kinare ki aur chalne ke liye,
Manzil toh apna daaman failaye khadi hai,
Hamare swagat ke liye.

Kuch kaali raatein bhi hongi,
Aur kabhi ujaala bhi hoga,

Haunsle jo dagmagaye kabhi,
Mere sahara bhi hoga.

Jhuke jo hum kabhi toh kya,
In ufanti lehro se,
Na darr zara kabhi yaha,
Saath tere main jo hoon khada.

English Translation:

Let us promise one thing,
to live this moment completely,
this moment is precious,
don't let it go,
let us just pause it here.

I have cried,
and so have you,
let us now change,
the tears into smiles.

Let us hold hands,
and embark on our journey,
to find that power,
that leads us to the world of our dreams.

We just have to search a medium,
to reach that shore,
the destination is standing there happily,
preparing for our welcome.

There will be some darkness of night,
yet the light of morning will come,
if ever your strength gives away,
you'll have my shoulder to lean on.

So what if we get washed away,
by the tides,
you don't have to worry,
because I'll be there to take you safely to the shore.

 

 P.S. This poem is co-written by Apoorv Singh

Without you, this wouldn't have been possible. Thank You!! :) 

Love Conquers All

They sat at the edge of the roof and watched the cops control the crowd which went berserk seeing their lifeless bodies lying soaked in blood.

For them, it was Love.
For society, it was a Sin.

They smiled because now they were together in a world where love was not considered as a sin.

Wishlist Wednesday - Final One

THE SECRET WISH LIST is the latest offering by Preeti Shenoy. Going by its reviews, one can surely say that it is a bestseller. Its a book which everyone will connect to and enjoy reading, even if they are not an avid reader! :)

Preeti is hosting a writing prompt "Wishlist Wednesday" on her blog justamotheroftwo.blogspot.in 

 And with this last prompt, the "Wishlist Wednesdays" prompt comes to an end. Hope you come up with more such interesting prompts, Preeti. Wish you all the success in life :)
 

This week's prompt is 

"I wish i could be like ________ (name of the person). This person is special because......" 

  

I wish i could be like my cousin brother, Vimal. Ever since i have gained my senses, HE has been my definition of a brother. We both are single child, and since childhood we have been there for each other. The best thing about our relationship is that we have never fought with each other (except one occasion when he scolded me), though we have had our share of pillow fights :D 

He has been there for me since childhood, to take care of me in school, to share his lunch with me, to protect me when some classmate said something to me in school, to be a partner in crime in all the mischievous things we did, playing computer games (meant for boys) with me (which i still don't know how to play, though i am an expert in crashing planes, bikes, cars etc.).

This person is special because I have seen him struggle since childhood, but despite that he has been focused and determined to get what he wants and whatever he has achieved in life so far, is because of his hard work. Today when i see him become a successful person, I just wish that someday I'll also be as focused and hardworking as him, even if i become 1% of what he is, I'll be satisfied! I am proud of him. And I'll always be thankful to God for giving me the best brother in the world. And i know, no matter what happens, whether someone supports me in life or not, there will be one person who'll always be with me and that would be him. :)

"There's no other love like the love for a brother. 

There's no other love like the love from a brother" 

— Astrid Alauda

Wishlist Wednesday - 6

THE SECRET WISH LIST is the latest offering by Preeti Shenoy. Going by its reviews, one can surely say that it is a bestseller. Its a book which everyone will connect to and enjoy reading, even if they are not an avid reader! :)

 

Preeti is hosting a writing prompt "Wishlist Wednesday" on her blog justamotheroftwo.blogspot.in 

This post is in response to this week's prompt which is 

"I wish i could touch......"

I wish i could touch someone's life in a positive way

so that :

i can make them laugh when they are not able to find their smile.

i can motivate them when they get tired of fighting their battle in life.

i can make them feel good about themselves when everyone else is busy finding faults in them.

i can wipe away their tears which block the view of happiness standing in front of them.

i can help them find the meaning of their life.

i can give them a reason to live.

i can give them reason to carry on.

i can give them a reason for not giving up.


I wish i am able to touch someone's life in such a way, that even if there comes a day when i am no longer in their lives, they'll remember me and my words and find the strength to carry on with their lives happily.


And that day the purpose of my life would be fulfilled because as Albert Einstein said :

"only a life lived for others is a life worthwhile" :)

Miss You...

Dear A. N. 

            I don't know where to start from. We never met each other, never saw each other, maybe didn't even chat much but still you made a place in my heart. I always had problems in trusting people but you were the first and probably the last person whom i trusted without even knowing anything about you! I am still amazed how can, I , of all the people trust someone like this. But then may be it was meant to be like that only. You were my best friend's best friend but despite that you always took my side when i fought with him, because ultimately, you and i, we both wanted the best for him.

I always thought that you didn't exist in real life and that my best friend was playing a prank on me because you both were so similar, you guys used the same words, same likes, same behavior. It was tough for me to differentiate between you two. When you informed me that you'll be coming to Delhi, i was so excited because finally i will be able to give a face to the friend whom i respected so much and you no longer will be an imaginary character but a real person. But may be we weren't destined to meet. Our friendship was the best. We didn't know each other but still wanted the best for each other. Undoubtedly you are one of the best guys i have ever known in life and you'll always be no.1 on the best guys list.

Yesterday i saw you for the first time. I was waiting desperately for this day from the past four years. I was happy to see your photograph, i had a big smile on my face but then the realization dawned, that smile faded away and tears welled up in my eyes.

Its been 968 days since i got that news and 970 days since you actually left us to go to a better place but the people you left back will never be able to move on. When i got the news i was angry on my best friend, i thought he was lying. I was angry that he didn't tell me this earlier. I was angry at him because he was going through a difficult time but still kept me away from all this. I knew he didn't had the strength to tell me the truth because he knew i would be as shattered as he was. And he was right, i was shattered. The moment i got the news i logged into my account and re-read our mails/chats and cried whole night. I kept staring at your profile because that was the only memory i had of you. I used to re-read our conversations whenever i missed you. I used to open the chat box and write stuff but couldn't press enter button because i knew you would never read it. We both never talked about you again. We used to suffer in silence. Every year on that day i used to pray that you be happy wherever you are. I thought i had moved on. But, yesterday i realized that i can never move on. You'll always be special for me. I can't forget you ever. You were one selfless soul, who only wanted the best for me. 

We still cry for you, we still wish for you to be back. The day you left us, our happiness also went away with you. Everything broke, everyone broke and the condition keeps deteriorating day by day. 

Last night the three people whom you loved the most, who loved you the most, cried, and with us you also cried. With every raindrop you tried to comfort us but you realized that your death left a void that can never be filled and that realization made you cry with us because you want us as much as we want you.

Now after so many days, that urge to have you back has again increased. I can give up anything to have you back in our lives again. I wish all this is a bad dream and when we wake up to a new day, you'll be there with us, to guide us, to make us happy, and to set everything alright.

We miss you... You'll always be missed... Our lives are incomplete without you...Please come back. :'(

I would not say Rest In Peace because you can't rest until you see us happy and we can't be happy without you..


Remembering you with every passing second,
Your Friends





P.S. I know why you wrote those testimonial. You were testing me right? :) :'(  I passed that test then why did you go? You knew that i won't be able to handle things alone. You knew i would need your help and support always...then why?? :'( :'(  Please come back.. No one needs you more than we three.. :'( :'(

Wishlist Wednesday - 5

THE SECRET WISH LIST is the latest offering by Preeti Shenoy. Going by its reviews, one can surely say that it is going to be the bestseller soon. And why not, its a book to which everyone can relate to, because everyone has some wishes hidden deep inside their hearts. Its a book which everyone will enjoy reading, even if you are not an avid reader!

 

Preeti is hosting a writing prompt "Wishlist Wednesday" on her blog justamotheroftwo.blogspot.in 

This post is in response to this week's prompt which is 

"I wish I had one more chance to ........................"

Many times in our life, we wish that we could go back and delete some events, undo our actions, take back our spoken words which hurt someone or just go back and re-live some precious moments. But unfortunately life doesn't give second chances.

I wish i had one more chance to believe in love and relationships - I don't know when and how, but somewhere in the journey of life, i lost faith in love and relationships. Its not that i am completely against it, i do believe in love when i watch it in movies or read it in novels, i do believe in love when i see my friends with their better-half/boyfriend/girlfriend. I do believe in relationships when people get married, i do believe in relationships when people call themselves best friends forever but i believe in it only when it happens with others. May be i am being too practical but its like love, marriage, friendships, relationships are not made for me or so i believe.

I wish i had one more chance to live my childhood - I didn't even realize when maturity snatched away my childhood from me. At an age when i was supposed to be innocently engaged in playing games with friends, i came face to face with the harsh reality of life. That single moment changed everything and transformed my innocence into maturity.

Since i won't be getting a second chance in reality, these wishes would not get fulfilled ever but even after that i am satisfied with my life. No matter what i have gone through, no matter what i have lost in the journey of life; I still, am proud of who i am because for everything i have lost, i have gained something better. I lost my childhood but i gained the strength which not many grown ups have. Struggles are part and parcel of life. 

If you lose something, you gain something much better; 

If your wishes don't get fulfilled may be you deserve something much more than what you wished for;

If you fall short of achieving your goals, may be its time that you put in more hard-work than the last time.

Its all about how you look at a particular situation. At the end of the day, 
whatever happens, happens for a reason and most of the time that reason is good. though it's a different story that we take a lifetime to understand the "good reason" !!

Wishlist Wednesday - 4

Happy new year everyone :)  May this year bring lots of happiness to everyone and may it fulfill everyone's wishes.. lets hope this year turns out to be a "HAPPY 2013!!"

This post is in response to the creative prompt "Wishlist Wednesday", hosted by renowned author Preeti Shenoy on her blog http://justamotheroftwo.blogspot.in/ 

Her latest book "The Secret Wishlist" has been released. It's a must-read for all readers specially the fans of Preeti Shenoy. 

Congratulations for the success of your book Preeti :)

 

The prompt for this week is "I wish everyone loved..."

Love is something which is scarce in the world but also in abundance. Scarce because people have forgotten its meaning and in abundance because its still present in every nook and corner of this world , waiting to be recognized and appreciated.

We have forgotten how to love. When you ask someone what is one thing that you don't love/like or the one thing you hate you get hundreds of replies:
i don't love myself ; i don't love my job; i hate the everyday traffic; i hate corruption; i don't like my neighbor's dog and what not! 

But when you ask the same person what is the one thing you love, they go blank!! I mean in this entire world there is absolutely nothing that you love? Then they give answers like i love my parents, i love my siblings, etc.. Its good that you love them and you should love them but my question is if you don't love yourself then how can you love anyone else?

I wish everyone loved themselves. Why wait for someone else to tell you that they love you? You should appreciate yourself for what you are, for your looks, for every single thing you have done till date, for every battle that you have fought with yourself, for every mistake that you committed, for ever single tear you cried and for every thing that made you smile because eventually it helped you grow, it helped you become what you are and most importantly it made you strong. You might not be perfect but then, no one is. Love yourself because you are unique. No one was , is , and will be like you ever. 

I wish everyone loved each other. Once you start loving yourself, try loving people around you, because just like you, they are imperfect. Just like you, they are struggling in their respective lives. Just like you, they are fighting their own battles. And just like you hated yourself, others are hating themselves too. Show some love to others, bring a smile on someone's face, if you can't help them at least support them. This might not solve their problem but they'll be happy that they aren't alone. 

I wish everyone loved their lives. If you love yourself and people around you you will ultimately love your life. After all life is not that bad, all it needs is a little love, little struggle and lots of patience. Love your life and it will definitely love you back, may be not today but eventually it will. Whatever you do, be it your job; your hobbies or simply living your life, just do it with all your heart and you'll love it. 

Smile, appreciate and spread love, its the only thing that makes life worth living.. :)