It's Monsoon Cum Winter

Had a lot to share over the past one month or so but just because there were no other active members on this page even I thought of remaining inactive.

First of all Happy new year, Lohri, Makar Sankranti to all of you! Bit late but better then never.

It's been a Damn freezing cold last one month and to make it worse I've been travelling on a bike almost every morning and at a speed as fast as I and the bike could but the last one week or so have been horrifying . It rained over 75mm in just 12 hours along with Hail stones and even snowfall with scary thunderstorms to bright sunshine the next morning followed by Dense Fog, Clouds again to twinkling stars yesterday night and once again its continuously raining since 2am. I've heard a lot about England and its ever changing weather but Punjab too has been none less then England these days.
Really amazing when you don't know what kind of weather its gonna be when you get up but its really annoying this time around and had made me angry becauase I've been planning over the night to fly kites on a Sunday morning but now I'm watching all my plans getting washed away due to this never ending "tip tip" kind of a monsoon rain . Thought it would be a sunny Sunday and I could cut 2-3 of them and have a good time competing with my brother but right now even the birds can't fly and some have already found shelter under the balcony and some are chirping on my bike while few of them are still sitting on the electricity wires and trees.

We have been writing long essays on India and its never ending festivals but being a part of it and celebrating them with neighbours and friends is a joy of a dream! In just over 3 months I've celebrated around 10 festivals starting with diwali in October to this advance preparation of Basant which is I guess on 28th. What makes all these festivals so special is that firstly religion is not the matter they all celebrate it together. Secondly, people are eager to celebrated, just yesterday it was makar sankranti and I saw people looking for Manjha(Cotton coated with powdered glass) in Bazaars(Shopping street) and thirdly people here do all there works and still they have time for outings and celebrations. Some like me are already busy in flying kites.

The rain has been so terrifying that I haven't stepped out of the lobby since I got up all thanks to my cousin who served me my dinner and apart from going to the toilet or to the terrace I haven't moved a single step since morning just changing positions on the sofa watching T.V or playing Game or downloading some new songs and listening them with all of us repeating them as well..:) I haven't even seen my towel since I got up! you can expect the rest...:P

Well time to go to the bed and I hope it rains tomorrow as well but just for an hour or so in the morning so that I could skip my class...;)

And for the first time I have to step out of the door to check whether the main gate is locked or not. I wish I could continue writing in the near future because Its really difficult to write with fractured wrist and broken heart!...:(

Bubye!!

New Beginnings!

Hi!
It's been ages since anyone of our Anthropists bothered to pen something down for this page. So here I am, out of the blue, figuring out what to do.

So, here I'm in Hyderabad, Studying Engineering! At least that's what i think i'm doing! The College is fun, met a whole bunch of lovely people, who by now have become a part of my life. The first Semester was a bit difficult, trying to adjust with the surroundings, people and handling the pain of living alone in this marvelous city. But now, things have gone my way and here I'm at complete ease writing this post.

So, now talking about Engineering, and oh god, its not that easy.All i have to say is that its a long, long road for me before i'm able to tell something! There are twists and turns, lectures and exams, experiments and projects, meetings and seminars, but i guess It is the so called Routine of my life, atleast for 4 years! Now that i have made through the first semester exams, i feel a bit of relief, as to that i can overcome this thing and anxiety as to what is next for me?!.

This is all i think of right now, but from now its gonna be a different way,it'll be a new beginning for me and this blog too, i'll keep updating this blog.
And i seriously hope that you guys also, pull your socks and start writing something, anything. I know its a busy life out there, but c'mon, 15 mins a week, is that too much, eh?

Do write in, remember me, and if you have time, call me! 9550605177 is the number, aur banda hazir hoga aap ki kidmat me...too formal right?, but that's the way it is.
                    "Men may come and men may go, but life goes on"


Bubye,

Goldie met his oldie

Hola!
Here's another on the way post
This time in the bus and on the way back home from Jalandhar.
Had a fantastic day today especially the class was awesome and the lunch at the bus stand was even better but just hate walking with girls! oh man! They don't walk! They CRAWL! (no offence plz)...
Lets move to the topic as I'm quickly approaching back to my city from where I've to pick ma bike and go to the village.
I think I hardly told anyone about him before. We both started our nursery from a small room near our villages dairy, within a day or 2 he became my first friend, the first person in this world whom I ever became friend with, then we soon moved to a school in city where we both spent more than 4 years.
We use to sit together right behind the girls but never had good time with girls and still the case is same.
He was the only person whom I use to fight with in the class and then use to sit next to him bus and fight with others...:D
Even our marks use to be almost equal with both of us fighting for the first or at times second rank, but sadly I left that school in may 2001 and went abroad to Dubai, I was a bit happy for some days but soon realised that I was missing him but also knew that i'll not meet him for a long time or maybe that sometime will change into a decade.
Met some really good friends in Dubai during that period and some real best friends who became a part of my life since then, but again the time played its turn and we all separated, some moved to India while others continued their studies in Dubai but with a hope to meet as soon as possible..
I came to India last month for 2 weeks but then decided to stay here until my birthday and cousins marriage next year....
But who would have thought that the friend that I always use to look for every year I use to come here, the friend whom I last met in 3rd std. In Guru Nanak Public school, I would meet him unexpectedly exactly after a decade and that too on the occasion of Guru Nanak jayanti and in a rush of around 1K peoples...
Well, he's still the same, even his face looks the same as it use to be 10 years ago and he's still sincere as he use to be during his childhood so do I btw...:)
We discussed the good and bad time we spent together in school, the punishments we use get and the games we use to play and finally I took his number (the thing I missed last time)...
Btw forgot to tell his name, his name is Iqbal.
Time to have some dinner as I've reached home and then go to bed, feeling a bit tired, one can blindly trust a pilot but never trust a private bus driver even if u are blind.
Hehe! Sounds good!
Buenas noaches!..

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