Was It Love OR...............

 

Was It Love OR...............

I was just wondering around in the cafeteria at my work place. I took a glass of tea and moved towards the terrace so I can take a little walk. When I came to the center point of the terrace I heard the sobs coming from one of the corner so curiously I moved in that direction. When I went little closer one girl was holding a cell phone to her right ear and was crying badly on the call. I was facing her back so she didn’t come to know about my presence around her. Might be she had pretended this scene previously so she had selected the corner place to shed the clouds on her mind.

In front of me she was crying badly but still I was into the dilemma that should go to her and console her or I should carry on with my official manner. I waited for a moment. I wasn’t able to control myself; my feet’s were forcing me to go to her so finally I kept a glass of tea on the side wall and went towards her. When she learned that somebody was behind her she turned her face to look at me. When I saw her I wasn’t able to look at her face, her face was turned red and eyes were swollen from that colour combination anybody would have analysed that she would have been crying there for more than one hour. She was from the different department but was working on the same floor where I do work. Our faces were familiar to each other. Her expressions seemed me bit complexed. I was looking at her calmly as I wasn’t sure about mu next step.

All of sudden she hugged me and started crying loudly. My tongue had gone blunt to say anything. She cried for next five minutes and said “What the hell I had done so he did this awful thing to me? I did everything for him, even I didn’t care about my parents feelings, really I had became blind for last five years. What I asked him? Just a bit of respect and little place in his family and all of sudden everything has been finished for him. I have lost everything now? I really don’t want to ..............” without completing her last sentence she started sobbing, her words were chocked in her throat.

Suddenly my glare went on my wristwatch. I was running out of my break timing but I had no wish to leave her in that worst condition so I didn’t say a word. Finally mutually we decided to sit at one of the corner of the terrace. When we sat there within the fraction of second she started narrating. Might be she wanted to make her mind empty. 

She was the girl from the different state. She had come to Pune to complete her studies. During her college days she met a guy who was her batch mate.  He was a handsome Gujarati guy.  At the end of the college days she had fallen into love with him. Since then they started living in relationship and till the day that worst scene happened they were spent five years together just like one of the married couple. They kept on going with their ordinary activities and roaming. In all of that mess they had not done any marriage commitment. In last two years whenever her parent were asking her opinion about her marriage she use to forbid them or use to give some fake reasons. One month back herself she realized that they both should get married and get settled as a married couple. When she shared her opinion with her guy he wore strange expressions on his face and directly told her, that they were not having any commitment between them whether they were going to marry each other in the future or not. That day huge dispute happened between them and at the same day that guy left their flat where they were staying together and he shifted his luggage to his friends place. Since that day he never met her again and whenever she called him he use to abuse her. She was became a heart broken and that was the end of their love story.

I thought while leaving the place might be at least once she would say that I shouldn’t share this heartbroken real story with anybody. But without saying a word she thanked me and waved warmed bye.

She herself left the place but the words she spoke through her tears were became the alarm in my mind. They had shared most beautiful years of their life together. They roamed around the city, shared their happy and sad moments together. Every day they dined in the same plate. Herself she wasn’t able to judge whether it was his love for her or..............

I contemplated for a moment and finally composed myself to vacate the place but still the same question was racing in my mind “Was it love OR..............?”

The Little Gentleman

That day fortunately  I had a holly day , so I decided to roam around the city with my friends. We were having two bikes with us. But finally when we had to begin with our hangout journey plan we became seven members. After scratching our brains hard we determined to travel by city bus. I was the only person in our group who was basically from Pune. My remaining six companions were new to the city and all of them were from six different states. I had spent my most of the student life in Bangalore and just few months back was relocated to Pune. So I too wasn’t much aware about the place to place city bus stops. 

We went to the nearest bus stop and caught a bus for one of the place but wasn’t much sure where to get down. I knew the local language so I requested bus conductor to inform us when the destination bus stop would appear. He shook his head in approvement and again started his routine work. We would have been traveled for around one and half hour. Then between our chit chat I suddenly realized that the destination place doesn’t take much time to reach so I just inquired with one of the passenger, when I heard his answer I was really startled.  We were about to re-reach to our oriented place from where we had begun the journey. While coming back to the same place bus followed the different internal rout so none of us realized the fact. Indeed it was our mistake we believed the bus conductor that he would inform us when bus would reach to the destination bus stop. But instead of destination point we were back to our starting point. Finally we got down at the same place with worried faces.

Then we decided to visit nearest temple which was around seven kilometers of distance from our place. On the Bus stop there was a huge crowd. We asked about the bus number for that route to one of the old lady. It was around 2.30pm in the afternoon. Finally we caught a bus to destination place. When we entered in to the bus it wasn’t much crowded. That time instead of asking to the bus conductor we wondered about asking to some old passenger. At the middle of our conversation one young guy interrupted and said “Don’t worry sister. I will let you know about the destination bus stop.”

I started looking at him astonishingly. My companions were not able understand a single word when I started conversation with him, so they continued with their chit chat. He was a S.S.C. student. His exam was going on so daily he was traveling by city to his exam center. Between our conversation whenever bus was passing the forthcoming new bus stops without forgetting he informed me the names of each bus stop as well as about the famous places around it. He was really a polite guy and was talking in fluent Marathi. When we were about to reach to the destination bus stop he informed me to tell my friends that they should get ready to get down. I did the same as he said. He too moved toward the front door of the bus I thought might be he had to get down at the same place. Till the time all of us got down from the bus he was standing at the front door. I got down and turned back to look at him. Then he told that on the next bus stop he has to get down. I looked at him surprisingly as he was the first person I met on that day who really helped us out from the dilemma. I wished him best luck for his exams and waved bye. He too waved bye to us and bus left the place. I was looking at the bus till it got disappeared from my vision.   

That small guy was proved himself one of the gentlemen. I was really proud of him and was on cloud nine because I studied the fact that my six companions were also wearing the same expressions as I was.  Although they were unacquainted with our language still they understood the entire scenario and were proud of that little hero. He was really a polite, humble and helpful little gentleman of our city. 

Hats off to you bro!

Micro Flash on Politics and Its Impacts Over The Family System

Are we really on the way of progress? Our country got independent on 15^th August 1947.  Are we on track or off track? India is the only one country on this holly earth where we worship our mother, father. We respect our brothers, sisters and all our elders.  Further to elaborate this we have already booked plenty of days of our Indian calendar for several occasions and festivals. The principles and facts behind them are an enormous and incredible but what is today’s picture. 

For example: If we take a simple example of  Rakshabandhan festival. All of us know this is the crucial festival where brother promises his sister that he will protect her till the last day of his life on this holly planet. But if we come to the real picture of this festival in recent days if sister has two brothers then she has to contemplate first  to which brother she should visit first. As her brothers becomes the  members of two different political parties. As soon as they gets mature enough to understand the political things without having any family values, they gets separated and joins two opposite political parties.. 

My dear friends, story has not ended yet. This is just the beginning level still climax of the story is pending.  

Even on the day of  Rakshabandhan politics happens at family level as if it has been dissolve in their blood. If 1^st brother gift’s his sister a new branded sari then after seeing that 2^nd brother wonders about gifting her new Audi. This is just to show his economical and political power but not because of his love and care for his sister.  It’s a trick to show his brother down as he has become his one of the competitor and member of opposite political party.

At family level only there is a cat and rat race. What an innocent and obliged student we are! There as well we memorize our self that life is a cat and rat race then what about at village level, at taluk level, at district level, at state level and  then at national level? Even once we seriously give thought to this disaster our body shivers but in fact this is a bitter truth. It is the different tail whether we accept it or not.

Dear Friends this is only the Micro Flash on Politics and its impacts over the Family just the beginning of the real movie trailer. 

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

Micro Secret to Become a Winner

Everybody is born with incredible potential. We just need to understand the fact that “If we know our potential then nobody holds the power to let us down”. Each individual is struggling to achieve the goals and reach the destiny. Very few peoples are there who really believes that “After fear there’s the victory and before fear there’s the death so just dare to win."  

"We are not born to just read the old pages of the history but we are born to create a new history."

Think positively, walk confidently, have a self confidence, become good time manager, keep sympathy, become empathetic, behave rationally, do hard work, and there’s you reach to your destiny.

We have always heard that practice makes man perfect. Indeed there are very few people who dare to practice. Just like everybody says that things should change but in reality very few are there who dares to make changes. In this world every query has resolution and every problem has solution but we just need to struggle to find it out. 

Nobody is keen to follow the rules and regulations instead of just murmuring about them we should learn the fact that “Either we need to become an ordinary public and follow the rules and regulations or need to keep the strength and potential to become a king and change the rules to rule the nation effectively.” 

As a human being we always come across various difficult situations. In each difficulty we should remind our self  “If god pushes us at the edge of the difficulty then he will catch us or he will teach us how to fly.” God can never leave his kids to simply die. Instead of running away from the problems and difficulties we should learn to face them. Just remember one thing, when locks are manufactured at the same time their keys are also manufactured. Just like if you have a key and don’t have a lock then you can’t lock the door. Once you have locked it, and you don’t have a key then you can’t open it back. Life is a same kind of journey where there's the problems there's the solutions. Without lock key is useless and without key lock is useless.

 Nobody is perfect in this world but with our inborn power we can bring perfection in our life and everybody’s life. “Waves are inspiring not because they rise and fall but because each time they fall they don’t mind to rise again.”

If we take a example of small lake, birds which always wonders around the lake fly’s away when lake gets dried but the lotus which arises with that lake dies with it as soon as it gets dry. So always recognize the birds and lotus in your life.