tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91050686513709081032024-03-14T13:37:13.632+05:30Dreams And ThoughtsThere was once a man who loved to dream and thought about his dreams way too much.
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Sometimes he was a superman flying in the sky with moon as his pal and stars as the witness while sometimes he would dive into the deepest of oceans with deadly sharks and whales as his enemy.
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He is in Search of the end of rainbow where he will find the ultimate treasure. Maybe he can make the two ends meet.
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And for that day he lives.
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That man is .. <b><i>Me</i></b>.Pulkit Agarwalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16528706550739784796noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105068651370908103.post-58387334673885235272020-02-10T01:04:00.003+05:302022-02-25T16:42:00.065+05:30ShayarisJalane ki kabhi jo jurrat ki zamane ne<br />
bheeg gayi sadiyan sabhi usi ujaale mein<br />
<br />
Banjar hi achchi thi dil ki ye zameen<br />
pholon ki chand raat ke badle<br />
aansuon ka sailaab hai<br />
<br />
Noton se nahin choton se jano<br />
haisiyat nahin himmat se jano<br />
gam mein bhi muskuate hoton se jano<br />
<br />
Duniya badalne ke sapne dekhe<br />
par neend se na jage<br />
lakeeron se to raja the wo<br />
karm se the abhaage<br />
<br />
har hanste chehre ka nakaab samajhta hun<br />
kari hui har madad ka hisaab samajhta hun<br />
bada seedha saadha tha beeta mera bachpan<br />
aise bade ho jana main bekaar samajhta hun<br />
<br />
dar nahin lagta hai tere nakaare jaane se<br />
aafat to aayegi tere maan jane se<br />
door jo tujhse hun jiya hun kai bahane se<br />
bahon mein gar simtin to ruke kaise jan jane sePulkit Agarwalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16528706550739784796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105068651370908103.post-92162044362151410642015-02-05T22:24:00.001+05:302015-02-05T22:24:34.138+05:30Fir kuch likhunDil ki aawaaz jab<br />Shabdon ke sahare<br />Kaagaz par utare<br />Sadiyan bit gayin<br />To socha<br />Kuch to likhun<br />Par prashn bada tha<br />Likhun to likhun kya?<br />Kya bhaav hai?<br />Kya abhaav hai?<br />Kya khushi hai?<br />Kya nami hai?<br />Kya hun poora?<br />Ya kuch kami hai?<br />Fir is prashn ka<br />Ek hi uttar mila<br />Khud ki aawaaz hi<br />Sun nahin pa raha hun<br />Shayad isiliye hi<br />Likh nahin paa raha hunPulkit Agarwalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16528706550739784796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105068651370908103.post-58835081390641598652014-02-05T22:30:00.002+05:302018-03-15T07:56:24.344+05:30That Moment<div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; padding: 0px;">
Those moments when you pass me by</div>
<div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; padding: 0px;">
It's so hard to pacify</div>
<div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; padding: 0px;">
My heart.Beating loud</div>
<div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; padding: 0px;">
Body Froze. Life Paused.</div>
<div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; padding: 0px;">
And all I would think is that</div>
<div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; padding: 0px;">
if you just turned now, what would I chat</div>
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<br /></div>
<div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; padding: 0px;">
That moment when I saw you</div>
<div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; padding: 0px;">
Indeed dreams do come true</div>
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All I needed was just once chance</div>
<div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; padding: 0px;">
The first sight love. Its fragrance.</div>
<div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; padding: 0px;">
Will make you mine when we meet again</div>
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Someday.</div>
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-------- Long Time ---------</div>
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<br /></div>
<div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; padding: 0px;">
That moment when you passed me by </div>
<div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; padding: 0px;">
Its so hard to rectify</div>
<div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; padding: 0px;">
Mistakes of past. The ego.</div>
<div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; padding: 0px;">
Mind numb. Tears ready to go. </div>
<div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; padding: 0px;">
All I thought was you would turn back</div>
<div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; padding: 0px;">
Notice me. Acknowledge.</div>
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<br /></div>
<div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; padding: 0px;">
That moment when I remember</div>
<div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; padding: 0px;">
the dream to be with you</div>
<div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; padding: 0px;">
is long dead to ever come true</div>
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And today at that very moment </div>
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I will have to kill it again.</div>
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Somehow.</div>
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Pulkit Agarwalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16528706550739784796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105068651370908103.post-48077966591626000532013-11-16T15:18:00.001+05:302013-11-16T15:18:29.106+05:302 + 2 = 4 Ayn Rand Style<div class="_5k3v _5k3w clearfix">
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2 was happy.No Happy was not
the word. 2 was feeling light. Not because it had achieved it's
purpose in life but because it had achieved the finality to it.<br />
The
total summation of all it's life to yeild the ultimate digit.. 4. And
the ultimate realization of the fact that it needed no other digit to
make that happen only made it sweeter {Please note that you cannot add
two equal digits to 4 except 2 }<br />
<br />
Businessmen 1 and 3 were
jealous. Because this discovery had just shot the hole in their pie.
The pie built from the money earned by the decent digits of digitville.<br />
<br />
Digitville
was built by Aryabhatta when he brought with him his son '0' to live
here. And from then on more and more digits kept piling up. This town
was like no other town. It did not boast of tall buildings and beautiful
malls but being whole this city lacked all the negativity and
complexity. A simple and positive town where all the beautiful digits
lived happily .. until the day 1 and 3 found that they can together
create 4. This realization brought a revolution to digitville but at
the expense of other digits who were overcharged and overtaxed for this
very necessary digit.<br />
<br />
But all this was past now. The
discovery of 2 will make this digit cheaper and abundant. More over the
competition could bring the rates of 4 doen. They wanted to do somthing
but the buck was now out of there hands. The whole town would be
juvenile and they would be forgotten.<br />
<br />
1 and 3 were calling
2 names like greedy , selfish , profit sucking and a blood thirsty
coward .. everything that 2 was not and in fact just the opposite. They
even bribed the "+ inc" the manufacturer of the tool{addition} to
produce 4 to third this. "2 had monopolized the creation of 4" They
screamed. They were using 2's virtue of calmness against it. 1 and 3
gave several media interviews which were titled "2 kaudi ki digit" {A
vulgarity still famous and thrown off to good people }. They had
friendship with the Washington people and passed a "Equalization Of
opportunity" bill restricting 2 to the amount of 4 he could produce.<br />
<br />
2
was diappointed. With the right tool he could have reduced the evil
spread by the looters and second handers 1 and 3.But what for ? These
kind of digits have killed the innovation in society and called
rationality impossible.And the simple digits of this town do not
understand this.<br />
<br />
1 year later:<br />
------------------<br />
<br />
1,3
and + asked 2 - "What do you think of us now that we have destroyed
your factory, your reputaion and everythign you worked for?"<br />
To which 2 replied - "But I don't think of you"<br />
<br />
2
was not amused. No This was not the world he would live for. He could
leave it or he could fight it. Leaving it would be a end to his life so
he thought of ending his life while fighting this evil spread in the
society like a poisonous root to the ground - unseen by the social tree
which believed that the root will grip the earth firm and help in it's
existence while failing to realize that the root will destroy the very
support tree wanted to use and there will be no more existence , of him
of anyone , ever again.<br />
<br />
2 could not let the world being
brought to that point. After all whatever it was this town was the only
tribute to his great great grandfather 'Aryabhatta'.<br />
Ok he does not need 1 and 3. But He needs '+ inc' to support the construction. Why does it need it ?<br />
Is
there another tool which 2 could use to make 4 ? This could further
reduce the production cost. This thought made 2 jump in excitement and
he realized that he would no longer need a summation to his life .. he
would name it ..''<br />
<br />
Epilogue<br />
-------------<br />
<br />
2 years later: { No. of years Chosen for a special purpose :) }<br />
People were chearing. They were happy. Finally 4 was all abundant. 1 and 3 had quit.<br />
<br />
2
was not only the productor of 4 now. It had discoved something much
much more important , a discovery that changed how digitville looked
today with it's population increasing fast.<br />
<br />
Yes he would
not call his life work a summation .. it would be known as
"Multiplication" {Please note that to produce 4 only 2 can use this
tool :) }</div>
</div>
Pulkit Agarwalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16528706550739784796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105068651370908103.post-77973049222638471382013-11-16T15:13:00.006+05:302013-11-16T15:13:57.692+05:30Inspired from "Great engineers are creative"I want to know you more<br />
and hope you don't ignore<br />
the friend request I sent you<br />
but can't be sure<br />
<br />
when our eyes met<br />
here first tonight<br />
the rest just vanished<br />
leaving only you in sight<br />
<br />
I could have easily come<br />
and said a quick hello<br />
but what do I do ma'm<br />
my confidence runs shallow<br />
<br />
So here I am writing<br />
what I could not say<br />
now I will die living<br />
as I can't live awayPulkit Agarwalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16528706550739784796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105068651370908103.post-84950961227261786352013-11-16T15:12:00.003+05:302013-11-16T15:12:36.532+05:30Out of titlesYou came <br />you conquered <br />And what i lost<br />Was the kingdom of my heart<br />And if you thought it would just end<br />Well it was just a start<br />
<br />
Coz it was <br />a struggle against myself<br />And I knew <br />I could not win<br />Ab chaahein jo ho jaaye jaana<br />jina nahin tere bin<br />
<br />
To sun ye gaana<br />Mushkil reh paana <br />Bas yaadon ke sahaare<br />I'll love you for ever <br />Leave you never <br />Poore kar dunga khwaab saare <br />
<br />
O o o <br />O o o<br />O o o<br />
<br />
O baby its you you and only you<br />I dream of every second every hour<br />I will be the dark night sky<br />And you will be its starPulkit Agarwalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16528706550739784796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105068651370908103.post-81157867818188106652011-09-18T12:32:00.001+05:302011-11-25T17:32:05.374+05:30Manager To SDE : Some truths n Some Lies [Jaane nahin denge tujhe remixed]<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
naya project nahin <br />
denge tujhe <br />
naya project tujhe <br />
denge nahin <br />
<br />
<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me VS Bugs</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
chaahein jitna waqt lagale<br />
tum ho deadline miss karne wale<br />
bugs bhi niklenge naa kuch kam<br />
thodi to akal lagale<br />
kuch sharam bhi to tu khale<br />
kabhi to time par poora<br />
kar beraham<br />
<br />
naya project nahin <br />
denge tujhe <br />
naya project tujhe <br />
denge nahin <br />
<br />
bada important ye project hai <br />
estimates bhi diya perfect hai <br />
first delivery hi delay ho gaya tu<br />
sun le colleagues ki kuch baatien<br />
bita le office mein kuch raatein<br />
dinbhar office mein kya karta (hai) tu<br />
<br />
naya project nahin <br />
denge tujhe <br />
naya project tujhe <br />
denge nahin<br />
<br />
one-on-one mein <br />
kya likha tha<br />
diving deep ye kaha tha<br />
is Goal ko hai kabhi nibha paaya tu<br />
college ki duniya se bahar aake<br />
kabhi to production quality code banale<br />
sev 2 itne tu hai laata kyun<br />
<br />
naya project nahin <br />
denge tujhe <br />
naya project tujhe <br />
denge nahin</div>Pulkit Agarwalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16528706550739784796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105068651370908103.post-53214464195348722672011-04-01T04:47:00.002+05:302011-11-24T20:10:57.152+05:3010 counts to love<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I saw her first <br />
Was it a lust ?<br />
I saw her twice <br />
Her twinkling eyes<br />
When it was three<br />
I saw in her thee<br />
Then it was four<br />
I could hold no more<br />
Soon it was five<br />
She made me alive <br />
and when it got six<br />
we shared some pics<br />
after it was seven<br />
world was like a heaven<br />
then it reached eight <br />
she told I was great <br />
the count now was nine<br />
I asked her to be mine<br />
And Before it was ten<br />
Our love story began</div>Pulkit Agarwalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16528706550739784796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105068651370908103.post-34672833537659752162010-12-13T02:01:00.002+05:302011-11-25T17:39:25.897+05:30Udaan<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hna5d2w-lVY/Ts-FXwkUgiI/AAAAAAAAATc/oe3XKOzfrUc/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hna5d2w-lVY/Ts-FXwkUgiI/AAAAAAAAATc/oe3XKOzfrUc/s1600/images.jpg" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Final Flight</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
baadalon ko chule tu <br />
Ud panchiyon se aage<br />
kyun reng raha hai dharti par<br />
Tod de saare dhaage <br />
<br />
Udaan..Udaan<br />
Kya hai tera kaam yahan<br />
Chune Ko jab hai aasmaan<br />
Udaan..Udaan<br />
sapnon ki us duniya ko<br />
haqeeqat ka hai armaan<br />
<br />
Mita le apni pyaas tu<br />
jalne de andar ki aag<br />
jo soch raha tha sadiyon se<br />
Udkar,unhein pora karle aaj<br />
<br />
Udaan..Udaan<br />
bheeg ja baarish mein tu<br />
apne andar ko tu jaan<br />
Udaan..Udaan<br />
chalang laga vishvaas bhari<br />
paa jaayega aasmaan</div>Pulkit Agarwalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16528706550739784796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105068651370908103.post-29548242398262851592010-12-01T01:03:00.001+05:302011-11-25T17:42:06.587+05:30Kaun Hun Main<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IoePyxDaEPU/Ts-GBXaFI4I/AAAAAAAAATk/ube45igr9kg/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IoePyxDaEPU/Ts-GBXaFI4I/AAAAAAAAATk/ube45igr9kg/s1600/images.jpg" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Self Existence</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;">Kabhi ek pehchaan to kabhi anjaan bhi hun </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;">Kabhi ye dhara kabhi aasmaan bhi hun </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;"><br />
</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;">Kabhi madhur swar kabhi hunkaar bhi hun</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;">kabhi seedha kabhi shararat ka bhandaar bhi hun </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;"><br />
</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;">kabhi khuli kitaaab to kabhi raaz bhi hun</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;">Kabhi hun behta paani kabhi aag bhi hun </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;"><br />
</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;">Kabhi baddua to kabhi aashirwaad bhi hun</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;">kabhi komal patta to kabhi faulad bhi hun</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;">Kaun hun main ...</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;">Kabhi kuch nahin kabhi pura brahmmand hun</span></div>Pulkit Agarwalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16528706550739784796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105068651370908103.post-12716057736726819552010-09-30T20:17:00.015+05:302012-07-07T13:51:54.573+05:30Quotations/Dialogues I like/made<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
This is in the memory of 100s of statements I have ever said but did not find their way here : RIP<br />
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1 .<i><b>Its not your preparation for expected but how you face the unexpected that makes you winner.</b></i><br />
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<i><b>2. I don't like to 'GoodBye' you but only for you to turn again and I can see you pretty face once more.</b></i><br />
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<i><b>3. </b></i><b><i>Maangi thi Ring par Band Gayi Raakhi </i></b><br />
<b><i> Maangi thi ring par band Gayi Rakhi ..</i></b><br />
<b><i> Phoote naseeb mujh sharabi ke </i></b><br />
<b><i> ab behen ban gayi hai saaki</i></b><br />
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<b><i>4. </i></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><b><i>Ok Laugh At Me . At least I made you laugh and made you forget your worries ...</i></b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><b><i> Thats what will make my day.</i></b></span><br />
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<b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;">5. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;">Start what you dream and Finish what you start.</span></i></b></div>
<b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"> With these two simple principles you will surely rule the world</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"> If not you at least be the happiest person on earth</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"> </span></i></b><br />
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<b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;">6. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;">Whenever I eat bread I eat all the corners first this makes the middle portion more sweeter and worth craving for.</span></i></b></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><b><i> Similar is life - going through early bad experiences and failures will only make the rest of it better and sweeter</i></b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><b><i>7. </i></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Umeedon se HaQeeQaat ki jung </span></i></b></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> to aaj bhi jaari hai<br />
Kabhi aansun to kabhi hansi<br />
Zindagi bhi ek ajeeb bimaari hai</span></i></b></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">8. </span></i></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;">Bug Bahut Fix kiye honge tumne</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"> </span></i></b></span></div>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i> Mere Dil ke Code ko kabhi debug kiya hai ?</i></b></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i>9. </i></b></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">When they said "Ahm Bhramasmi" -- They just meant we are the creator of our own destiny</span></i></b></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">10. </span></i></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;">Mohabbat karne ka bhi ajeeb anjaam hota hai</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"> </span></i></b></span></div>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"> Mohabbat karne ka bhi ajeeb anjaam hota hai</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"> kabhi haat mein jaam to kabhi dil ka katle aam hota hai<br />
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11. </span></i></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Mudke ke naa dekha un nigaahon nein dobara</span></i></b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> Jismein hum kabhi apna aashiyan dhoonte the<br />
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jaa rahe hain wo dekho dil kuchal ke hamara<br />
aur kambakht hum hi ko bewafaa kehte the.</span></i></b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">12. </span></i></b></span><i><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="z19Dle" id="col-z13qe5iynzbyuhx5v04cg1awmvu3wvpg4zg0k"><span class="zo">Aankhon mein nahin To aansuon mein dekh lo <br />
Baaton mein nahin to khamoshiyon mein sun lo<br />
kyunki yahan kabhi hum bhi tujhe tere intezaar mein dhundte hain aur tum poochte ho ki pyaar kitna hai ?</span></span></span></b></i><br />
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<i><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="z19Dle" id="col-z13qe5iynzbyuhx5v04cg1awmvu3wvpg4zg0k"><span class="zo">13. </span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="z19Dle" id="col-z133e1abxreaxzhjm04cg1awmvu3wvpg4zg0k"><span class="zo">Tum naa jaane kyun kehte ho kal .. kya janoge ki tum hi to mera aaj ho</span></span></span></b></i><i><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="z19Dle" id="col-z13qe5iynzbyuhx5v04cg1awmvu3wvpg4zg0k"><span class="zo"> </span></span></span></b></i><br />
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<i><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="z19Dle" id="col-z133e1abxreaxzhjm04cg1awmvu3wvpg4zg0k"><span class="zo">14. </span></span></span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Sleep : A magic Potion which I never seem to get enough of :D</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">15. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Happiness in life is just like a bug in the code ....</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">If you can't find it you are just looking in wrong place </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">16. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Tumko bhoolne ka iraada to tha<br />
nayi shuruat ka vaada to tha<br />
naa jaane kyun kya hua<br />
jo tum yaad aa gaye</span></span><i><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="z19Dle" id="col-z13qe5iynzbyuhx5v04cg1awmvu3wvpg4zg0k"><span class="zo"> </span></span></span></b></i><br />
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<i><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="z19Dle" id="col-z13qe5iynzbyuhx5v04cg1awmvu3wvpg4zg0k"><span class="zo">17. </span></span></span></b></i><span class="z19Dle" id="col-z12auxpq5nyqv3zmw230dr4qykzaxf1bv04"><span class="zo">Code Decoupled Aur Life Coupled hi achche hoti hai</span></span><br />
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just ringed to ask how do you do <br />
You must be fine you must be happy<br />
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<i><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="z19Dle" id="col-z13qe5iynzbyuhx5v04cg1awmvu3wvpg4zg0k"><span class="zo"> 20. </span></span></span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">Present is a very dynamic term becuse it changes it's identity the very next moment</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"> 21. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">GOD created all the lines in our palms .... His way of telling ki hamari takdir hamari muththi mein hai.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"> </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">22.</span><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"> </span>Running fast on a wrong road wont help you reach your destination earlier.</span><br />
<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">23. </span><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">Life is bore and Life is Sour ... definitely need 'Honey' to sweeten things up ;)</span><br />
<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">24.</span>If I could get 40% of <a data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/user.php?id=667824673" href="http://www.facebook.com/jsrajput">Jitendra</a>'s (concentration) even I could become concentrated <span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">-- Sincerely Dilute H2SO4</span><br />
25. Weapon of Mass Destruction -- Nuclear Bomb<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><br />
Weapon of Mass Increase -- ??? (No junk food is not the answer !!!!! :P )</span><br />
<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">26. Is Love a question that needs an answer or someone to answer it? It is a feeling a journey .. enjoy it while it lasts </span><br />
<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">27.</span><span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{"type":3}"> Full stop might [since a sentence can end in many ways] be an end to a sentence but it is always is a start of of new one.</span><br />
<span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{"type":3}">28. Mono Tony -> Break the monotony</span><br />
<span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{"type":3}">29. Hit me with everything you have got .. coz if I survive .. you will not<br />30.</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">sochta hun baat na karoon unse kuch dinon tak</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"> </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">... naaraaz hun </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">par ye sazaa miane kisko sunai hai ?</span><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"> </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">31.</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Sometimes to see clearly don't just rely on your eyes</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"> </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">32. Jo Bhaavnaon ka Falsafan hai darmiyan hamare tumhare<br /> Kyun shabd bankar kabhi kah nahin paate ye lafz hamare<br /> Gunjti jo waadiyon mein baat is hawaa ki<br /> Sun lete sabhi wo ankahi baat meri wafaa ki </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">33. Time is money. We all are millionaire. But we have locked our wealth and thrown away the key.</span><br />
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</div>Pulkit Agarwalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16528706550739784796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105068651370908103.post-20746394223973389942010-04-27T16:35:00.006+05:302011-12-31T00:55:54.283+05:30My GYM ESCAPADES<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
One thing that bothers you when you are fat (<b><i>"Healthy" as they say which to me is a more polite to say the former</i></b>) is everybody greets you by patting on the stomach or the regular remarks "<b>You have put on (<i>a lot of - this they sometimes skip as a gentleman gesture but you know better</i>) weight</b>" or "<b>You look 3 months into pregnancy</b>". <br />
<b><i>But to tell you what a fat belly is a good Drum . Have played it many times ! My fat stomach is generally considered a Good , Bouncy cushion and they say even a bullet will bounce back off it !! </i></b><br />
<i><b>Just to complete the stats - In my Friends terms "I am 36-38-40" .</b></i><br />
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Though Fuming inside-out all you can do is smile (<i>I had heard somewhere about a killer smile .. just hope that someday it should work for real</i>!) and blame it on your hormones ,on God or on your never satiable Hunger (don't give me the shit of eating less .. Dude I have been there and done that.) <br />
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When so much pinching started to make my nights sleepless ; I resolved for a day's exercise if not a regular routine.So I marked the next day as a GYM day on my calender and slept early for a morning gym session.<br />
I woke up in the morning early (<i>really its tough:requires a lot of determination and hell lot of snoozes</i>) to Someone's watching over me (<i>my alarm tone</i>) , pulled up my socks and headed out for the<b> Mission Ispossible.</b><br />
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Now the first impression when you get inside the Gym is well - it's<b> monstrous</b> machines.Had I come to a machine world leaving my comfortable and relatively safer <b>Zion </b>?<br />
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I saw some model looking people exercising on them.My eyes scanned the room for my category type people. 1..2..3 OK So I'm not alone.Dirty mind as I am , I rued over the non-existence of working females there (and<i> <b>cursed the rule that makes exercising girls' time and boys' time mutually exclusive</b></i>.).But then Putting those thoughts aside I stretched my body.<br />
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It's Time to get started . Wait ! There is a problem ! . Where Should I start ? I don't know the technique to do them.What was the least painful of them all ? <br />
Suddenly I spotted the <b>TREADMILL.</b><br />
Yes!! That I can do !! It is a cake walk !! It doesn't require much effort too !!<br />
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So I waited patiently for my number.The guy whose number was just before me now had his turn.<i>He looked ordinary to me till I found out he was Usain Bolt's cousin </i>!! Running at 20 Kph for 6 min .. That's quite a feat. Sweating he left the tread-mill victoriously.<br />
The Guys behind me praised him.A benchmark was set now .. I had to prove myself to those guys .. Common Bring it on ..<br />
I entered the arena. But..How to get the machine started ? <br />
"First time,eh" Somebody asked . <br />
"Yes" I grinned . <br />
He helped me out with the button and settings,it all.Boldly I set the meter on 20 Kph too only to realize in horror that the machine was too fast for me and I lost the control and had a<b> slip-fall </b>(<i>a slip that resulted into a fall.. a really nasty one</i>) on that dumb,stupid piece of nuts and bolts.<br />
"You OK?" some people gathered around a grounded me. <br />
"Yeah! Me Fine ! Happy to make it out alive though" I lied .<br />
<i><b>Ouch My back! It hurts ! Gym 1-0 Pulkit.</b></i><br />
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<i>I waited for the shattered pieces of my esteem to fit back again.</i><br />
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Next I went for the weight lifting exercise on a <b>Smith Machine</b>.Neglecting the amount of weights it had attached on both sides , I tried to lift it.<i><b> Uff</b></i>! It barely moved an inch ! A Gentle Guy told me to lessen the weight by a few Kilos . As it turned out eventually I just managed to lift the rod and along with it my shame .<br />
<i><b>'Even a girl could have done better loser' .Gym 2-0 Pulkit.</b></i><br />
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My third try was the pull up and i sucked in that too .No matter how hard I tried to pull myself up I couldn't gain but a few millimeters . I couldn't even manage a second continuous pull-up.The End result was that my hand muscles were moaning and cursing me . (<i>Use me wisely dumb head - You will make me unusable . Fool!</i>) <br />
One of my Uncle had told me that a health guy should at least be able to lift himself (his weight).<br />
He stood there mocking me.<br />
<i><b>'At 75 kilos what do you expect ? To Fly ?' . Gym 3-0 Pulkit.</b></i><br />
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The Gym was 3-0 ahead of me now and some curious on lookers started laughing (at least I thought they did ..May have been my consciousness taking a human form!).<br />
The world was spinning now . Am I a good for nothing fellow who can't even control a machine..so much for being a computer science engineer.<br />
But Suddenly the face of my so called friends flashed before me. All their teasing and stomach patting gave me the courage to still go on.<br />
So with a new found determination I went for what I had planned as the last attempt and I would call it a day then.And so I went for the biceps exercise and picked a dumbbell in hand.<br />
<i><b>A dumbbell in a dumbbell's hand!This is Jodi No. 1.</b></i><br />
Now the person next to me .. well seeing his biceps..I had my Jaws dropped !! They were huge !! His could even put a professional wrestler to shame .. like a stone .I checked my biceps - they were cottony soft . I imitated him , felt satisfied after 5 or so times doing it and after a set it was all over .<br />
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My next stop was the <b>LEG PRESS</b> machine. I intended to do the <i>leg extension</i> and the <i>lying leg curl</i> to build what the video (which I saw later that day ) titled as '<i>Athlete Leg</i>' .So I put on weights on the machine, sat comfortably and started the regime . I guess I might have done it too fast and too wrong because after just 10 reps I felt that I might had a muscle pull . I winced in pain . I realized it was my own problem .<br />
<i><b>If I strain my legs too much , I have a terrible pain in my calf muscles forcing me to just roll on the floor and hit the muscles hard which then releases the tension in the muscle and I get back to normal.</b></i><br />
So I found myself in one of those situations.Tens of eyes were focused on me now. I shrank to a drop size.<br />
<i><b>Bas Chullu bhar paani chahiye tha .. I would really have drowned in it today.</b></i><br />
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Well what next .. I came back to my room limping and after some minutes had excruciating pain in every other muscle of my body too.I felt exhausted and dead tired. <br />
Better to have a fat body than to have a fit one if the latter comes with serious disadvantages of injury. <br />
Better Sleep Now..Phew!<br />
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So Found out the hard way <i><b>WRONG EXERCISE TECHNIQUES ARE INJURIOUS TO HEALTH</b>.</i><br />
( <i><b>of course the easier way is to smoke cigarette ;)</b></i> )</div>Pulkit Agarwalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16528706550739784796noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105068651370908103.post-89269966761003064832010-04-04T20:08:00.001+05:302011-11-24T20:10:57.225+05:30College Memories in a NutshellWo anjaane chehre<br />
Jo dil mein ghar basaa gaye<br />
Wo chand lamhein haseen<br />
hansaa gaye kabhi rulaa gaye<br />
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Wo ghanton tak doston se<br />
Fizul baaton par batiyana<br />
Mauj lena,Chidhaana,taang khinchna<br />
roothein to manaana<br />
Saath dekhna movie <br />
Saath hi khana khane jaana<br />
kabhi kabhi jaana class<br />
Trip ka failed plan banaana<br />
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Har din mess ke khana khate<br />
cook ko ghanton gariyaana<br />
Class karne ka man nahin <br />
to Bunk ka plan banaana<br />
Wo chuttiyon ki jaldi <br />
Kyunki ghar ko hota jaana<br />
zyaada ruka ghar mein to <br />
College ka yaad aana<br />
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Wo presentation/CT ka dar <br />
Har baar naye plan banana<br />
Wo book kholna padhne course<br />
par book par hi so jaana<br />
Kabhi raat bhar padhna <br />
Batti gul hone par chillana<br />
Saara Din Saari raat<br />
Laptop par hi bitaana<br />
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Wo college ka pehla crush<br />
Girls se baat karne mein sharmaana<br />
Nesci ke couples ko dekh<br />
Apni kismat par pachtaana<br />
kabhi chichore,kabhi yun seedhe<br />
Har rang dikhlaanaa<br />
Kabhi Treat kabhi Gpl<br />
Kabhi bhoolna nahaana<br />
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Kaise bhoolein ye pal<br />
Yaadein rahengi saath<br />
Aaye the akele yahaan<br />
par jaayenge sabke saathPulkit Agarwalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16528706550739784796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105068651370908103.post-13429281067806229592010-03-12T00:55:00.001+05:302014-04-29T00:17:11.338+05:30Few Liners<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">१. उसकी गोद में मेरा सर</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"> प्यार से बाल सहलाता हाथ</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"> जन्नत तो बस है यही</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"> जब हूँ अपनी माँ के साथ .</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">२. जबसे ये तुमसे निगाहें मिली हैं</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"> तबसे ये ज़िन्दगी हुई कितनी हसीं है !</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"> बादलों में , फूलों में दिखे तेरा ही चेहरा </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"> तुझसे ही ये रातें .. रोशन मेरा सवेरा !</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"> अरे ज़ालिम - अब तो ये सितम बंद कर दे !!</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">३. कभी जहां भी मिलता है कभी पत्थर भी मिलते हैं </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">बहते हैं कभी आंसूं जिसमें प्यार के सपने पलते हैं</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">बीचा दो गे के क़दमों में हंसीं गुलाब का एक रास्ता</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">पर खून भी बहता है कांटे तो उसी में चुभते हैं </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">४. ये निगाहें ढूँढती उन निगाहों को कभी </span></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">जो न पूछतीं तुम </span></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">कौन </span></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"> हो ... क्या हो तुम </span></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">चालक पड़तीं हैं कुछ बूँद .. हैं मुस्कुराकर बोलती </span></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">तरस रही थी मैं ... तुम अब तक थे कहाँ ? </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">5. poochte ho hamari hasti bhi kya hai </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"> ajnabi hi samajh lo , inaayat hi hogi </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">6. Khuda ne is tarah tarashah hai tumko</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"> ki dekhun na aise to kahin bura na maan le </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">7. Mile is tarah jo hum tum </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">mat samjho koi bhool hui hai</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">mano na ya mano tum</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">meri dua koi kabool hui hai </span></span></div>
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Pulkit Agarwalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16528706550739784796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105068651370908103.post-82272186461478278402010-02-19T02:41:00.003+05:302011-11-25T17:44:19.036+05:30First Kiss<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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The Sky was filled with billions of twinkling stars spray painted on it .The beautiful moon lit the whole garden with silver and black.The wind was blowing .. cool and smooth.The flowers were dancing in the early spring mood.And Amongst them we (How Lucky I am to have You with me...) could have cared less for the other world (Did it ever exist? Doesn't matter to me anymore).<br />
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" Do You Love Me ?" She asked.<br />
Deeper than Ocean , Vast as the sky ,More than myself ...thousands of answers crossed my mind in a matter of seconds.<br />
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I loved her with all my strength,all my heart .. so much so that I couldn't love any one any better than this...no one could...but was that even good enough? Can Words Justify/describe the intensity I had for her ?.<br />
A gush of wind blew and along with it her hairs.In a moonlit yellow "Let's Rock" T-shirt (with a DJ on it) and skin tight Faded jeans she was well...Beyond Beautiful.(With Each passing day she was growing sweeter and sweeter).<br />
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"Should I assume you don't ?" She giggled.Oh God I die every time .. no Reborn every time she pulls off her chuckle.<br />
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I looked in her deep brown eyes.I moved towards her and holding her from the waist drew her towards me and driven by the surroundings (or her beauty) ..kissed her tempting red glossed lips.It was a kiss as never before (Because it was my first !! ) .I kissed her with all the passion and emotion I had in for her ... I kissed her to say what I couldn't have with mere words ...I kissed her to show that I am no longer me but a part of her existence.And as tears rolled out of my eyes I just prayed to God that along with the warmth of love I intended to pass to her she may know how much I was hers for now , for ever.I guess I succeeded because her grip on my shirt loosened and her hands now rested on my chest.One tiny droplet of tear fall on her cheek and her closed eyes opened once again to meet mine .. puzzled ?pleasured?emotional?.. I could not tell..I was numb..I was lost..in her beauty , in the moment.Maybe this is what they have called the 2 bodies 1 soul thing.For the First time I realized How happy were "Tears of happiness".<br />
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I freed her.I had to.She said nothing ..She did not cry (yet)like I did.She was surprised .I realized she too was as much out of words as I was.She gently kissed exactly on my heart (Dhak! Dhak! now faster than a motor).Gripping me from the waist she rested on me and I held her not to let her go again.She raised her head ,her eyes met mine for the third time .<br />
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"I Love You" She said with pearls dropping from the eyes.<br />
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And the time froze. </div>Pulkit Agarwalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16528706550739784796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105068651370908103.post-46741980824807805732009-05-30T22:43:00.001+05:302011-11-24T20:10:57.136+05:30Strange CoincidencesSometimes eventful life astonishes me as much as it fascinates me sometimes.......Like take the case of you think of something ill about somebody and the same happens to you too.Geeks call it FORCE OF ATTRACTION that if we think negative (here subject doesn't matter just the verb does the magic !!!) it is bound to happen.<br /><br />Case Study 1 : Oh that boy has such an ugly face and the next day I find pimples on my face<br />Case Study 2 : Oh He remains so ill and the next day well got bed ridden<br />Case Study 3 : His digestion system is so poor and the very next instance mine too gets destroyed and I spend the whole day in lavatory !!<br /><br />But then again I think of people as smart , intelligent , confident ,cool but that never happened to me else I would have been the Next Big Thing of Software Industry.....<br />This is Life .... Strange isn't it ???Pulkit Agarwalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16528706550739784796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105068651370908103.post-40661328549361268332009-05-25T23:28:00.005+05:302011-11-24T20:10:57.127+05:3035000 feet high<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bsjGpKi3AMk/SvR0_pHnBEI/AAAAAAAAAI0/v0lvtIv2pqQ/s1600-h/boy_plane.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bsjGpKi3AMk/SvR0_pHnBEI/AAAAAAAAAI0/v0lvtIv2pqQ/s320/boy_plane.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401070489842418754" border="0" /></a><br />It was a dream... a childhood dream....after so many goodbyes to the bird like figure with dazzling lights ,leaving it's trail behind it (Ok Ok it was unnecessary description it's a PLANE. happy now??)...to travel in it and <span style="font-weight: bold;">23 May</span> would go down in my list of never forgettable dates...the day I flew twice - from Allahabad to Delhi and then Delhi to Hyderabad .<br />What for?? I will come to it later...no ?? you wanna know ?? So be it.<br /><br />During my 3rd year of B Tech from MNNIT ALLAHABAD (U.P. ,INDIA) (previously MNR dumbo) was selected for an Internship Opportunity in Amazon (don't tell me you never heard of it !!). And Circumstances were such (you can call it luck but I call it destiny) that we after so many train tickets cancellations (yes too many and I mean it!!) got Air Tickets all on company expenses . WOW!! .<br /><br />So four of us (was not alone yaar. Was accompnied by superb companions in <span style="font-weight: bold;">Gaurav Ti</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">wari</span> @ Ballu : Master of everything ; <span style="font-weight: bold;">Jeetendra Rajput</span> @ Neo : Champion of Counter Strike and <span style="font-weight: bold;">Mohita Menon</span> @ ??? I guess it's Mohi : the Ultimate Geek ) . We packed our Bags in summer vacations and assembled at bamroulli (Allahabad Airport) and were up up up and awayyyyyyyyyyyyy.<br /><br />Where was I?? Ya.... the feeling was inexplicable..the child in me was out open and was looking out at the beautiful mosaic laid down by God (OK humans also have contributed too....).But let me start from the beginning . The plane was loaded by goods and later by the travelers. The plane started at a slow place and nearly at a constant velocity started completing runway.<br /><br />What ????<br />It came to a halt suddenly. Was it not supposed to accelerate or fly ?? Has the pilot fainted or Engine crashed ?? Before my pessimism could go any further the plane accelerated at an extreme pace . ( Meanwhile I tighten my grip on chair , check my safety belt and look outside --- I had got a perfect seat that was a window one and a girl sitting next to me ;) ) and before I could think of anything the plane took off from the ground and we found ourselves among the clouds , competing with the birds (of course we won :yahoo).<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bsjGpKi3AMk/SvR2rIDSAwI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BgIPAlelmrA/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bsjGpKi3AMk/SvR2rIDSAwI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BgIPAlelmrA/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401072336391766786" border="0" /></a></div>The View below as I told earlier was simply divine.... tiny tiny ants which turned out to be trucks and cars and small blocks joined together (It can't be houses !! Oh my God!!) resembled a Doll house.To better put it a painting-a scenery and that too very lively(what else it could be? and this was not mine but Mohita's view.).We grabbed a magazine and the safety manual and eye-scanned it thoroughly.Sadly the Air Hostess were not what I had heard they are ( ;) ) but that was never the priority to have a journey among the clouds... the priority here was to feel being a cloud myself , with hypothetical wings fly as high as hopes are , in a atmosphere as serene as some feelings and be a child again!!<br /><br />Then the plane turned and the horizon was below us ...we were higher than the su<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bsjGpKi3AMk/SvR2AiZaTHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/dLhjtZ7TRDE/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 139px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bsjGpKi3AMk/SvR2AiZaTHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/dLhjtZ7TRDE/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401071604729531506" border="0" /></a>n relatively and then we saw a heavenly scene - among the silver lining of clouds the sun rays were filtering out putting up a perfectly exciting colloidal effect and when the sun came out my jaw dropped open having witnessed such a scene for real and not on some youtube video. Without notice the time flew with us and after good food we got down at the Delhi Airport which was no less than a palace (but the roof was leaking to our great astonishment!!! Never mind the spots in moon it still is a beauty.).After shelling out a handsome 85 bucks for a bun butter (and they called it ########### oops forgot!!! ) got to board another flight .<br /><br />The fun was not over friends... it still hadn't begun.....and as it turned out I forgot to put a security seal on my handbag . At the security check I was sent back to get seal put .Will the plane leave me and take off ?? I should hurry .... foolish me?? Yeah. I thought of plane as some metro bus service .... never mind . Twosome in airport bus (there was this guy who was late as was enjoying IPL-2) we then boarded our plane-Indigo to be exact.This time the Air-Hostesses were (well... get the hint ;) ). But the atmosphere was all lightning and raining causing a delay of 1 hr (to tell you the truth the plane seats are not at all comfortable and siting for 2 hrs at a strech made me feel that I should take a Jog of a couple of kilometres.).The Plane took off finally.It was night now and the dazzling lights deep down were a treat to watch.Avoiding Unnecessary repetition I should tell you the world never seemed more beautiful.<br /><br />The captain announced the due arrival at the Shamshabad Airport and started landing and then all the excitement inside turned into a torrent of pain with my ears paining so much that I wished that God should not have given them . It seemed that everything inside the ears would explode out and was pleading and praying for a very quick landing ( if I would survive this pain!! ). Just the second I felt lost the plane landed in the ground ..... Oh god I had never felt such a releif.<br />We reach Hyderabad now and thus the dream flight was over.......is it????Pulkit Agarwalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16528706550739784796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105068651370908103.post-62413402021020309212009-03-18T21:30:00.003+05:302022-02-25T15:52:50.572+05:30"The Mirror spoke today"<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bsjGpKi3AMk/SvRvAgtPcoI/AAAAAAAAAIk/DaFjAPYYAwg/s1600-h/ghost-mirror.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401063907694441090" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bsjGpKi3AMk/SvRvAgtPcoI/AAAAAAAAAIk/DaFjAPYYAwg/s320/ghost-mirror.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 132px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 193px;" /></a>
I see your dreams<div>I feel your hope</div><div>I care for your fallen tears </div><div>responsibilities you can't cope </div><div>I hear your laugh </div><div>I know when you cry </div><div>Your care for those close </div><div>And for those who bid goodbye </div><div>I don't know how the world sees you </div><div>They should have looked with my eyes</div><div>Or if even I have misjudged you </div><div>let me take a few more tries </div><div>Hey listen buddy
Please don't shy </div><div>The path may be difficult
but give it a try </div><div>You think you don't have it all
but I think otherwise </div><div>though the bad became the worse
one day everything will be nice </div><div>Wash your face </div><div>And put a smile </div><div>Break away the shackles </div><div>COME OUT OF EXILE!</div>Pulkit Agarwalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16528706550739784796noreply@blogger.com0