Gone are the days of schooling wherein we used to write our exams r notes using beloved fountain pen.. were craz for ball pen had come for fast writing… Fountain  pen always meant elegance, neat handwriting . 1 standard we used to practice writing aplhabets and improve our writing. Later on speed and accruacy of words etc etc. Quite interesting were those days too.

Aah, what a feeling it is to write then & now. Missed writing for a long time… Today, i just keep writing in my perforated pad anything comes to my mind on & on… Yes, i will definitely write about my experience coinciding to this post… about the aftermath feelings!

bas unake rang mein dallte dallte hum black and white ho gaye….

Aagle din hum pechan na paye humko na woh hame,

Inkar kar diya yeh keh kar ki tum kitni Kali ho (Kali Ma ki tarah)

Ek hi pal mein jaan se aanjan bana diya, begana kar diya,

Kaise samjhaoun uss Ullo ke patte ko,

ki Tumh Black & White ho!

Main nahi, Tumhari nazariya B&W ho gaya Hai

Logo mein kitne dard hain,

Kuch pal aise de jise sab khush rahain aur pyar batlein,

Isse dard bhi mit jayega aur pyaas bhi

Jaroori nahi ki phone kiya jaye,

Jaroori nahi roz baat kiya jayee,

Magar dil mein ya mann mein jabhi yaad aye,

Wohi khafi hai mere liye

Tumko samjha nahi sakti,

Tumko baat nahi sakti ki mere dil kaise aahat hui,

Bas itna jaan lo ki tumhare liye dil mein jagaa bangayi

Sleep in a flower petal which is soft like a feather

It will fly you to the clouds n take u to ur dream place

where your heart wants to go

Go to deep slumber peacefully

for 2mrw comes a day filled with work, eagerness n happiness for u

sleep baby sleep

During, the monsoon seasons, it is the preferred locations to go out. We were staying at a lodge in Nusi Resort, Valvan Village. That day the meeting was held at morning nearby 11:00 AM IST, wherein i dropped in late by evening – 4:30 PM IST. I was introduced to a group of 12 people. Later, on in the late evening we went out to Tiger Hills. The moment we reached there, it started raining heavily like Cats & Dogs! It was amazing, a different sense of Exhilarating & exuberance. I felt as if my spirits were soaring high in the sky and danced like a peacock with feathers open wide for everyone to see its beauty.

It was misty, foggy and beautiful place. I felt relief from a burden, pain & sorrows. Ahh, it was an enlightened trip. Of course, after that we went back to the resort freshen up and had dinner. By the nite time, a amazing event was planned by the event organizers. We had loads of games, dance, Antakshir, Dum Sharads etc…

Late by 12:00 AM IST, we went to deep slumber in our respective rooms. In the morning, we got up had breakfast, then we all packed and moved to Mumbai/Pune.

Before, we left for the day we were given gifts and bought some chikkis too. At the end, the journey was amazing and refreshing too.

Tum bike pe aur mein gaadi mein thi,

Dekhe ke aisa laga ki hamara janmoo ka rista hai, Phir bhi kitna dooriyan thi,

ahista se hamare nazaare mili, phir ahista se ek doosra ko ji bhar ke dekha,

par dono hi uff tak naa kar paye, yeh kaisi zanjeerien hain,

kaisi bandishey hain, joh do dil ko milne se rokti hain

Do badaan ko judne se rokti hain, pyaar ko milne se tokthi hain,

Kaise hai zamana jahaan ham geet gate hain Radha – Krishna’s pyaar ke,

Padte hain Romeo – juliet ke kisse, Magar jo dil aur jaan se chahe,

Usse itni si bhi naseeb nahi hoti thodi si pyaar, nah unka milap!

Jaane woh kaunse ghadi hai aaj, ki tum mere dil mein wapis se aagaye,

Ek nai umang jaag uthi hai, nai khushi ki tum laut aao ge phir se!

kalam se likhti hun tere naam aapne dil pe,

Lakire khichdi maine aapne haathon par,

magar tum ho kitne selfish,

mera dard nahi dikhyee deta,

sirf haste ho mere pagal paan pe!

toh mere dil ko tasali mil jayeegi,

Ek baar apni surili awaz se baat karle,

toh mere jeevan rangeen ho jayega; Magar usse kya pata ki koi itna bhi tadapaa hai uske liye, Jaa bewafa tujhe mein kya samjhaungi meri pyaar ka matlab kya hai!

kehte hain intezaar acha hota hai, pyaar ko mazbooti milti hai,

paar kitna dard hota hai use intezaar mein, jisme yeh nahi pata ki who kab aayega

tanhaiye jab chubta hai dil ko toh is taraha, jaise bikhare kanch ke sheeshe

Hai Dil! taras aatha hai mujhe tum pe