As the year ends..

There is nothing in this world which makes me happier than listening to Cold Play, type in my old age computer not the laptop or ipad..the computer keyboard….no I am not one of those who has taken a liking to touch phones and ipads…but I still own them…this exactly points how contradictory we are… As the year ends...this is all I could think of...

We like something yet we end up with something completely different.

I had stopped writing on my personal blog, why? Because everything around is so impersonal.  One moment which stayed with me this year was while passing by in the taxi, I saw a young naked boy in the arms of his little sister looking eagerly at a passerby’s packet of food, a lady sitting under the flyover, her permanent address may be, and two men sitting on the chair waiting with plates for food to be served. The taxi went in a hurling speed, life moved on, so did theirs, but left an imprint on me.

Another learning—Indians aren’t equipped to deal with solo female travelers. Had the time of my life travelling across Udaipur, yet those glaring eyes, the ones that question-“the girl is travelling alone?”, “How did your family allow you to travel alone?”, “You don’t have anyone to travel with? And the best is when the woman asks her partner to get up and she comes and sits next to me…as if I have nothing better to do in life!  Some ugly looks some sniffs…yet there is nothing that has made me happier than travelling alone basking in the nature, the great Aravalis during rains, the black clouds pouring just when you stand atop the Monsoon Palace..these are joys may be you can never describe nor relive!

Biggest Learning—Some so called friends stabbed right in my back and some fake friendships still continue to weigh on..apparently being honest dosen’t leave you with anyone! So here is to being little nice this year!

And of course- I still can’t believe I inspired someone to drop his job study and go to college! I am always so proud of you my little brother, my friend! @arunabho: I am so proud of you that you got through your dream college and ofcourse this made this year close at its best!

Got my dream job too… yet…

Lived life on my terms…and thus…

Still figuring out how people fall in love …but…

Funnily those gaps will have to find their answers some day and “Lights will guide you home…”

Why am i unsafe in my city?

I am a scattered and cluttered brain. I am writing a personal blog after a very long time. What i will write is offensive, its not for every one. You will judge me for every word that i write, you will say, "kuch bhi likhti hai", "jhola leke andolan karna shuru karde", " dude, what shit man" ...i know but you know what i still want you to read this. Its in hindi, so it might be so downmarket for some of you, you will think it doesn't happen to people around us...this happens in burbs (suburbs), no da, this is the story everywhere, close your eyes, or your brains, but yes this is the fact, and we deal with this every goddamn day!

Kyun jab ek ladki share auto me baithey toh woh sikudtey rahey? Kyun nahi jagah de saktey use ki woh bhi baithey tumhare jaisey... Kyun jab hum galti se general compartment me chadh jaye toh log keh uthey, ye gents compartment hai.....kyun ghurtey rehtey ho aisey? Kya dikh jayega tumhe? kyun hum yunhi dartey rahey ki koi hame hath na laga dey, kyun hum itne satark rahey ki koi hume chu na jaye....kyun first class me munh ke samne har roz newspaper dhar ke baithey ki samne khada woh admi hamey ghurta na rahey.....kyun mauka patey hi humey log hath lagatey rahe....

Maine toh na dekha aaj tak ki kisi ladki ne cheda hai tumhe, toh itni talab kyun hai tumhey apni chichori harkaton ko bayan karne ke liye.....

Kyun ek ladka apna back pack back me liye chale aur kyun har ladki use samne liye? Kya takleef hai tumhe gar hum formal-one piece pehney ya saree? Tere baap ke paise se na kharidi hai na kharidengey apne kapde, toh fir kyun takleef hai tumhey ki hum kya pehne?

Office tum bhi jatey ho hum bhi jatey hain, raat bhar kaam tum bhi kartey ho hum bhi kartey hain, toh fir kyun hi koi keh jata hai, ye ladki roz late ati hai, pata nahi office me kya karti hai......Sapne tumhare bhi hai aur hain hamare bhi, toh kyun log ye samjhtey hain ki hum kamatey hain shopping karne ke liye? 

Kyun hi shadi career se badhkar hai, aur kya khana banana hi humara janam siddh adhikar hai? Kab niklengey hum is soch ke pare, kab samjhengey ki hamare bhi hai sapne asmaan chune key....

Sharab tum bhi pitey ho hum bhi pitey, toh character hamara kyun less ho jata hai, kyun hum us 'type' ki ho jatey hain, kyun hum 'easily available' ban jatey hain? Kyun kisi single ladki ko ghar rent par nahi detey? Kyun hamare character par hai itney sawal uthtey? Hai soch kharab tumhari, uska bhugtan hum kyun karey? 

Kyun hai aaj hum unsafe apne hi shehron me, kyu dar lagta hai hume kisi ko thappad laganey me jab woh hamse battmeezi karein, kyun hai aaj log itne darey apne hi muhollley aur rishtedaron ke beech me, kyun dartey hain bachhey aaj school janey se, kya milta hai tumhe ek 6 saal ki bacchi ko rape karne sey.....kyun sab hai itna badla hua ek dashak me, ya tha yehi pehli bhi aur hum they ankhein meechey hue? Koi toh bata de kyun sari nazrein hai mujhpe jab mai khadi hun station me akele apne train ka intezar kartey hue.....