एक विदारक सत्य....

        सीमाच्या आक्रोशाने आज पूर्ण वातावरण भरुन गेलं होतं. आज ती वारंवार स्वतःलाच दोष देत होती. मी तिथे का नव्हते? मी तिथे का नव्हते? असे रडत ओरडत ती तुटत तुटत बोलत...
         सर्वांनी खूप समजवण्याचा प्रयत्न केला मात्र ती कोणाचेच ऐकत नव्हती वेड्यासारखी करत होती आणि मोठमोठ्याने एकसारखी रडत होती.
          नियतीने आज ड़ाव साधला होता आणि तिच्या पोटच्या गोळ्यावर काळाने घाला घातला होता. सीमाला दोन मुले नवरा बायको असे चौकोनी कुटुंब अगदी लाड़ाकोड़ात वादलेली मोठी स्वीटी आणि एक मुलगा. घरातील मोठी मुलगी सुरवातीला ती घरात एकटीच मध्यमवर्गीय कुटुंबातील सर्व हौस-मौज लहानपणापासूनच पुरवलेली त्यामुळे की काय ,थोडी हट्टी स्वभावाने अतिशय हुशार, देखणी आणि सर्वांचीच ती लाडकी.
           गुलाबी मोहक रंग घारे-घारे डोळे. धारदार नाक आणि कुरळे-कुरळे केस. दोन-तीन वर्षांची असताना तिच्या सुंदर लुक मुळेच सर्व तिला स्वीटी म्हणू लागले व पुढे तिचे खरे नाव शाळेखेरीज कोणालाही माहीत नव्हते. सर्वजण स्वीटी म्हणूनच ओळखत असत.
           तेजस्वी डोळे आणि कमालीची हुशार कोणतीही गोष्ट एकदा सांगितलेली ती कधीच विसरत नसे. तिच्या जन्मतःच हुशारीमुळे इग्लिश मिडियम मध्ये  अॅडमिशन घेतले.सर्व प्रकारच्या काॅम्पीटीशन मध्ये तिचा सहभाग असे. वडील महाराष्ट्र पोलिस मध्ये उच्च पदावर होते. आणि सीमा उच्चशिक्षित असुन देखील मुलांच्या संगोपनासाठी घरीच ट्युशन घेत होती. इच्छा असुन देखील मुलांसाठी तिने नोकरी केली नाही.
           जीवनातल्या पहिल्या शब्दापासूनच ती आईजवळ शिकलेली. आताशा दोघी एकमेकांच्या खूप छान मैत्रिणी झाल्या होत्या. न सांगता ही मनातले भाव चेहरा पाहूनच ओळखत असे.
            दहावीच्या परीक्षेत तिला 90% गुण भेटले तेव्हा तर घरातील सर्वांना आकाशच ठेंगणे झाले. पुढे कोणत्या  शाखेला जायचं? या विषयी चर्चा वादविवाद झाल्यानंतर शेवटी तिने तिच्या हट्टाने आर्ट्स साईड निवडली. तसं तिला कोणत्याही शाखेत अॅडमिशन भेटलं असतं पण तिला IPS अधिकारीच व्हायचं होतं. 
            मागच्याच आठवड्यात तिझी आणि माझी भेट झाली होती. तिने गोल्डन रंगाचा ड्रेस घातलेला ,गळ्यात  नाजुकशी मोत्यांची सर, हातात सुंदर ब्रेसलेट. आणि एकमेकांकडे आठवणी म्हणून खूप सेल्फीज् ही काढल्या. त्या वेळेसच्या भेटेनंतर भेट झाली तर आजच.
            सकाळी आठच्या सुमारास माझ्या मैत्रिणीचा फोन आला. तिचे शब्द ऐकून मी अगदी सुन्न झाले. "अगं तुला समजलं का? स्वीटी गेली......" तिचा आवाज कापरा झाला होता. काय बोलावे हे ही सुचत नव्हते. ती कसेबसे एवढेच बोल्ली आणि फोन ठेवून दिला.
             चार दिवसांपूर्वीच तिला ताप आला होता. ताप जास्त नव्हता आणि शनिवार-रविवार आल्यामुळे तिने तो अंगावर काढला होता. सोमवारी मात्र तिला लगेचच दवाखान्यात घेऊन गेले..जाताना रस्त्यात एक उल्टी झाली. आणि तिला डाॅक्टरांनी दोन दिवस ICU मध्ये ठेवले.आता ती बरी झाली होती.
             संध्याकाळी डाॅक्टरांनी कोणाला तरी एकालाच थांबायला लावल्यामुळे वडील तिच्या जवळ थांबले व आई घरी. आई येताना ती फार रडत होती. "तू नको जाऊस!!
              ICU मध्ये ठेवल्याने ती प्रचंड घाबरली पहिल्या पासूनच तिला दवाखान्याची खूप भिती वाटत असे. किती काहिही झाले तरी ती दवाखान्यात कधी जात नसे. गेल्यापासून तीने आईचा हात सोडला नव्हता  आणि आईलाही तिची ती सवय माहीत होती. त्यामुळे ती देखील एक क्षण सुद्धा तिला सोडून हल्ली नव्हती. दोन दिवस सलग रात्रंदिवस ती स्वीटीच्या जवळ बसलेली .
               आता तिला थोडं बरं वाटायला लागल्यामुळे सर्वांनी घरी जाण्यासाठी खूप आग्रह केला.तरीही तिला यायचे नव्हते. शेवटी फार निकराने ती घरी जाण्यास निघाली तरी तिचे पाउल उठत नव्हते. निग्रहाने कशीबशी निघाली.आल्यानंतर ही सुचेनासे झालेली ही सर्व जन स्वीटी बद्दलच विचारत होते. ती शरीराने घरी असलं तरी मनाने तिथेच होती. तिच्या डोळ्यासमोरुन काहीकेल्या स्वीटीचा चेहरा नव्हता........
               कधीतरी पहाटे तिचा डोळा लागला आणि तिला एक भयंकर स्वप्न पडले. स्वीटी तिला झोपेतून उठवत होती....आई मी निघाले.....आई मी जातेय...... सीमा घामाने भिजुन गेली....दचकूनच उठली हातपाय थंडगार पडलेले.....
              एवढ्यात फोन ची रिंग वाजली....तिला दवाखान्यात बोलावलेले.....स्वीटी कशीतरीच करत होती आणि आईला बोलवत होती......ती आहे अशीच उठुन गेली.....
               ती जाईपर्यंत स्वीटी मात्र तिला सोडून गेली होती....कायमची .....परत कधी न भेटण्यासाठी......
             

Past! Jst a thing to remember...

Past!!.kya h ye past..
Past wo h jo insan ko aage badhne ka hausla deti to kbhi wo h jo insan ko Tod todkar rakh deti h...
Sabhi kehte h humein apne past ko positively lena hota h ....qki hum life me aage badh sake...
Humein apne ap ko samjhna chahiye ki hum life k konse track pe jare h...
Kya hum aisa sochre h jaise...
Hum kisi train k last k dibbe me ho n trainse wo dibba chut gaya..phir b humein to pta hi nhi...aisa lagra h jaise hum train k sath hi h....
Khi past me rehte rehte hum apna wajood hi na kho baithe...
Humein sochna chahiye in baton pr...
Kbhi jb ye aisi chiz meri dimagme aa jati h...
Toh lagta h ki....
Mai manti hu ki past me jeeti hu...jyadatar past me hi rehne ka prefer karti hu...
Pichle baton ko hi yad kar Hasti b hu n roti b ...
Hamesha kaha jata h ki past me mt rahakar...
Q khudko yaad dilati h un sab batonse jin batonke wjhse khudko bs taklif pahonchti h...
Bt agar mai apne past me nhi rahungi...
To shayad kbhi aage bdh nhi paungi....
Aisa nhiye ki past has just made me loose me...
Past gave me a direction to my future. .
To my aim....
Towards tht thing which I dont think I would go when everything would be normal....
Sometimes having abnormal things in life is necessary...
............
Past is just tht thing......
Like a vestigial organ in us....
Though not much necessary....bt it is in our body...
We got too much in biological stream I guess....
Past k bareme itna batane ki jarurat h hi nhiye...
Everyone has it...good or bad depends on the situation...
I can also think my past as...
I spent my 16 years at my place...my hometown....
Lots of attachments had been there...
Though I  preferred to come at this place just for education....
Sometimes leaving things is gud for us..
Sometimes it doesn't hurt much....
Yes! I feel bad sometimes for not being there...
Bt sometimes it's gud tht I'm here...
I learnt many things...
A lots....
.
A different topic now...
Past......
When my dad was in d hospital....
After losing him...
I decided never to see tht hospital ..
I thought tht that I lost my dad coz of the hospital...
I know it's not that thing...bt a childish mind it was!
Bt destiny was. .
I got my clg which is r8 b4 the hospital...
Yah it's destiny...
Bt sometimes destiny wants us to get back to our past.....
So it depends on d situation to leave on or hold on our Past!
Be happy n spread smiles...
Though being in past don't forget u have a gr8 future!!!

!! मला परमेश्वर भेटला तर !!

Hey everyone.....
It's Arzoo here.. .
This article is not mine....
Bt amongst d best I've read till date...
Ty for allowing me for featuring ua article...❤
The writer for dis is....Soham Pingale...
!! मला परमेश्वर भेटला तर !!
    
खरच  , माला परमेश्वर भेटला तर मी त्याला एकच प्रश्न विचारीन की का बनवलीस तू  पृथ्वी । बनवलीस ..... पण एक चूक केलीयेस या माणसाला बनवून । sorry sorry ! या स्वार्थी माणसाला बनवून । अरे देवा तू झाडे झुडपी  ,पशुपक्षी, निसर्ग , नद्या दरी डोंगर, प्राणी  है सर्व किती छान बनवलस पण एक चूक जी केलीस माणसाला बनवून तोच माणूस म्हणजेच virus तुज्या सर्व चांगल्या data la नको सारखा delete करतोय । देवा , अरे ज्या माणसाला तू बनवलायस तोच माणूस तुज्या नावा खाली लाख काय करोडो कामावतोय काय म्हणे हा गणपती नवसाला पावतो दान कारा म्हणजे तुमची इच्छा पूर्ण होईल आणि दान केल्यावर पण अस नाही की ते पैसे गरिबांना जातात ते जातात ह्या लालची माणसाच्या खिस्यात । खरच का देवा तू एवढा स्वार्थी आहेस .....
  मी दर महाशिरात्री ला बघतो अरे लाखो lit दूध हे शंकराच्या पिंडीवरून तेथ गराच्या मार्गे जात । अरे तेच दूध जर एखाद्या गरिबाला दिला तर ते खऱ्या अर्थाने तुज्या पर्यंत नाही का पोचणार ?? ईद च्या दिवशी माझे सगळे मुस्लिम बांधव है म्शझिड मध्ये चादर चढवतात ते जर एखाद्या गरीबाच्या झोपडीत दान केली तर एखादा थंडी मुळे मरणार नाही  N I'm for sure the Almighty will bless that man ...
प्रत्येक christmas ला माझे christian बांधव चर्च मध्ये candle लावतात। हीच candle जर एखाद्या गरीबाच्या झोपडीत लावली तर तीच candle एक न्यायाचा प्रकाश उजळेल ...

म्हणूच कवी अनिल अवचट म्हणतात ,
        
        असा प्रलय व्हावा ,
         जमीन दोस्त व्हावी ,
         घरे आणि शहरे पुन्हा निर्माण व्हावी ,
         एकाच आकाराची ,
        एकाच विचाराची,
       एकाच उंचीची ,
      भेदाभेदराहित...

खरच देवा असा एखादा प्रलय आन आणि या पृथ्वी टाळा वरील सर्व मनुष्य प्राणीच गायब होईल ,---
 
हा आणि एक लक्षात ठेव परत जेव्हा तू मनुष्य निर्माण करशील तेव्हा त्याच्या मनाच्या  dictionary मध्ये #ego  मीपणा स्वार्थीपणा नसावा अशी माजी एकमेव इच्छा�
                ... Soham ✌

Happiness is scary♥

Happiness is scary.
It's a pity thing that you're so used to being all sad n having gloomy days that now when ua finally having dis happiness...you're scared to take dis.
And ua scared to let it go too bcoz who would want to do tht?

Of course, all that blissful time wont last forever n whats scarier is tht u dont  wats stored in there foh u. But thn ua never gonna b able to know tht. So ua stuck wid dis dilemma n u take baby steps n its ok... Trust me, it is.
But u cant keep ua happiness closed in d box that u uaself locked wid a key that u threw away in d sea n keep d box close to u all d time coz u wont help u....
Ua entangled
Ua a mess
N u think u cant take tht much of happiness..
U dont deserve it...
Bt believe me, it isnt too much to ask foh....

Each n every part of u is waiting for dis to ignite ua soul...
Grab it b4 anyone takes it
Dont think too much...
Take a smile..
N take a frown...
Its easy..
Like a freestyle dance....
U dont even need to remember d steps...
Jst when d music plays...
Move  wid d flow...
N you'll see that ua getting better wid each step...
Soon you'll realize that the box u hid ua happiness in , is broken.
You dont need it anymore.

Yes u wont b great...but you'll b okay...
N thn its better to b okay thn to b worse
Besides u might b having good time, who knows?
Yes, the sad day would b just a second away from ua happy one bt sometimes a forever lasts jst foh a SECOND...
N its all that u have to believe in!!!!
Believe me ua a traveller m d route...
We will have a beautiful destination together! 💟

Fake or Real? Nah All people r colourful...jst matters in which hue we see them....

Stop being a baby....
Be mature...
Such a kiddo u r...
Mature ho jara....
Bacchi nai ab tu...
badi h badi jaisi reh......
Baalish h tu........
Kitne saal ki ho gayi phir b samjh nai ayi...
.......
Bs maine hi nhi bahot logon ne ye sab kuch suna hoga aaj tk....
Bahot gussa b aata h na...
Ye gussa hum khupr ya dusron pe nikalne pr aa jate h...
.....

Bs smjh liya ab
Bs  bolni ki baatein h ki be a child bacchon jaisa socho...
Jldi mt mature bano...n all..
....
Shayad trackse bhatak gaye hum...
Bt ye b ek sochne ki baat h na...
To lets move to our todays topic....
Fake n real?
Fake n real banna is not like..
Koi costume pehenliya aur wo hum ban gaye...
Being fake makes us loose us...the real us...
Bt don't u think Fake is trending these days....
Jo fake hota h aajkal use hi kimmat di jati h...
Real ki koi value hi nai...
Agar hum real b rahe na logon ko to kbhi na kbhi lagna hi h ki hum fake...
Qki agar hum laal colour ka chashma pehne humein laal colour ki hi duniya dikhegi.  
Jise bura manna h maane ab 
Khud fake hokar dusron ko fake bolna...
Kya yahi life ka end hona h?
Agar hum kisiko fake manenge
Kya hum bade mane jayenge
Maine kbhi kisiko fake mana hi nai...
Bt ab logon se reasons milre h
Unko fake banane k
Fake wo hote h jo andarse h kuch aur n dikhane kuch aur chahte....
Waise mai bs fake ispe lec nhi dena h mujhe ya uska meaning nhi samjhari hu...
Though ye blog bahot alag...yeh baat bahot personal h bt socially hi iska ans dungi aaj mai...
Yeh blog ek msg h unkeliye jinhe lagta h I'm fake...ho b sakti hu unke nazron me...
Sry foh tht unknowingly kiya hoga...
Bt ya maine kbhi jaanbujhkar nai kiya...
N plz stop being so rude n stupid...
Agar u think I'm fake
Yes I m!
N being fake is not tht easy
Being fake to ua Mom  when she asks r u ok?
Being fake to tht sister who asks di will papa come back?
Being fake for those who think their happiness lies in u..
Being fake to yourself is not tht easy my dear...
Its not tht easy dea..
If dis is being fake....
Thn m d best for dis u know...
Bt dis being fake is not ua kinda fakeness
Ua lost my dea👏👏
So wake up n get life
Or sleep n get lost. 
Waise dont let d behaviour of others destroy ua inner peace
#strongly dedicated✌
Waise I hope you get wats fake n wats real....
Actually I dont know wat have I written in dis blogs...
A lots of things I learnt....
Hope u like it😇
N have a difference between fake n real..
N be aware of dis!

Answer!

Walking alone wid bags full of thoughts, I decided to stop.

Why do we fall in love and knit that madness
Why cant we avoid that craze, that shameless mess?
The horrifying past, taught so many lessons
Gave pain
The past the teacher, told not to repeat that mistake again!
How come loneliness the honest companion, walks away from us
Why being lonely, which was merry b4 suddenly becomes a fuss.

Being alone wid bags of questions I decided to sit

Why was d past good once, why were d memories born?
Why d lover came, why now r d silly love letters torn?
If d innocent soul has to broken then y do we even trust?
Immersed n soaked in purity of affection, the timid heart speaks!
Agony breaks us in pieces then neither the drug works nor the techniques

Sitting alone wid bags of emotions
I decided to walk.

What is d destiny's way, why that coin is made of two sides?
Which is d right way to end, how would d lonely soul decide?
Holding d pieces of broken soul, we stitch our body a new
We travel, we sing, we dance, we run away, but sadness remains like flu!
Can we erase the dual paths
Can we free ourselves  from dis seizure?
We are tied up, caught up but can we smoke n drag a puff of leisure!

Walking alone wid bag of answer
I decided not to stop! Not to stop!

Ek military wala apna❤

Ek manus jo fakt swatachya sansaaraat guntlela . Ek military wala saglyanchi jaan asnara. Ek asa manus jyane swatachya vichara agodar nehmi dusryncha vichar kela. Kasa hi aso hota tr to ek militarywalach, kiti hi baherun kathor nirdayi disla tri aat madun tewdhach komal hota to.
    So aaj mi tumhala ek story sangte eka military walyachi.
     Paristhithi lahanpana pasunach sthir nhavti. Ha mulga saglyat motha, Military madhe jaun kytri karnyachi iccha hoti gharchyansathi khi tri changla, Gharakadun tewdha prem nhi bhetla jewdha bhetayla hawa. Aai khupach ky mhnu mi tila .....
    Motha jhala ...military madhe bharti hi zala...on lahan ek bhau ani bahin hi hote... tyancha suddha bghaycha hota...
   Lagn zala tyancha....... 3 mul hi zali ek motha mulga n 2 chotya muli....chota bhau shikayla hota.....
    Gharatla kamavnara ekach ....tyachyavar sagli jimeedari jri patni karaychi thoda far sheti pn tichya mulancha sambhal hi hota tijhyamage... to militarywala manus swatachya patnila paise n deta bhavala shikayla paise tyacha khup jiv bhava vr. Jri sagla thik jhala khi varsha nantr..bhavacha lagn jhala to settle jhala ek dur gavala..  2 muli hotya ek 10 varshachi n dusri nuktich janamleli... devala thodina bghvat hota he sagla...
     Tyachya bhavala cancer ha aajar denyat ala..
     Tumhala kallach asel konacha boltiye mi....nkkich majhya kakan baddal bolat asen....
Jevha pappanna cancer jhalta na saglyat jasta kaka khachun gelte. Majhya mammila tr sangitla hi nhavta ki pappa vachnar nhavte.
Kaka kashe ewdhe strong rahile he ajun hi kalla nhiye mala....pappanchya shewtchya shwasachya veles pappanni ek shapat ghetli ki zoya cha sambhal swatachya muli sarkha kar n farin mhnjech mi tila pappanchi kami nko hou deu...tevha pappa ky boltayt he hi kalla nhavta mala pn ata jewha kalayla lagla man bharun yeta he sagla athwun.
Jri mi choti hoti tri thodafar kalat hota samjat hota...to incident kadi visru shakli nhavti...n independent vhaycha saglyanna happy thevnar mothi jhalyavr hi jaan hoti mjhyat....he kakkanna mhit ahe ki mi jiddi ahe....
Ya saglya varshat jri te fakt tyanchya mulancha bghayche te hi swatachya sansaraat magn hote tri joyala nehmi apaar prem karayche...jewha joya tyanna pappa bolaychi mala khup rag yaycha...karan thik ahe tu kaka bol badepapa bol bt not papa. Karan kakanni jri mala jawal nhi ghetla mhnun thodi far khunnas bharleli manat...baalish man hota majha tyancha laksh nehmi asaycha majhyavar trihi tevha kalla nhi mala....
Nehmi vataycha jewdha prem tyanchya mulanvr kartat n joyavr kartat tewdha majhyavr nhi karat..  kdhi kdhi he hi vatun jaycha...ki tyancha barobar mala ka laad kartil te mi thodina tyanchi sakkhi mulgi ahe.  
Khi diwsan purvi achanak tyanna bar nhavta ya khunnasi mule mi bhetayla hi geli nhi tyanna...pn ek diwshi tyanna bilkul bar nhavta icu la hote potat tyanchya aksharsha tambakhu cha gola hota asa sangitla gel he amhala khich mhit nhavta dusrya diwshi amhala he  kalla trihi khich nhi vatla....
Pn tyanni jewha sangitla ki farin la call de...mala ghaycha hi nhavta mammi ne jabardasti bolayla lavla....tyanchya tondatun fakt he nighala ki kaisi h beta? Padhai kaisi chalri baccha? Ewdhya varshatun n aiklela shabd achank kanavr padlya mule aksharsha dole panaavle majhe ky karu ky bolu kalen...ek ghatt mithi dyavishi vatli tyanna bhetavasa vatla tyanna...khup khi bolavasa vatla ewdhya varshat pappanna je khi bolavasa vatat tyanna bolavasa vatla..khup radavasa vatla man halka karavasa vatl pn te tya jagi nhavte...
Dusrya diwshi clsla n jata clgla n jata mi tyanchyakade geli n khup radli...te sudha bolle farin mi sry bolta g ewdha varsh kdhi jawal kel nhi kdhi jast bolla nhi..sry g khup sry....
Ashi hoti ek Chotishi happy realization.
Pahilyanda Marathit lihnyacha prayatn kelay.vachlyabadl Dhanyavad tumcha saglyanca.
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Punjab Tour -2

Back to the topic of my Punjab tour-a life turning experience of me.
So so so...
Toh Punjab janeka wqt ho gaya tha 12 baje hum nikalne wale the... I was all ready for my punjab trip yeah!!! Raatbhar to nind ayi nhi excitement ka bura asar jo hamesha  merpe hota rehta h kya kare hu hi aisi😂😂
Bura to is bat ka lagra tha ki I was leaving Mahad. I know mai wapis anewali thi bt its a different feeling of getting out through my hometown.
So when I was on the place from where we were gonna leave I was the first as usual as said Excitement ka bura asar😂...
Then sab log ane lage with their parents of course Nationals jare the bacche chodne to jarur ayenge . N hamesha ki tarah I was alone na papa chodne aa sakte the wo h meresath hamesha lekin dikhayi nhi dete na mersath baat karte. Maa to thi hi nhi Mahad. Sab parents to apne bacchon ko bolre the thikse ja khyal rakh jyada masti kr, I didnt have anyone with me to say bye to tell myself take care. I had some of my frnds who at pretrip had said thikse ja nhi jeeti to haar mat maan believe in uaself. With the word always KAMINI😂😂 the love is endless here though.
Bt tht time I had no one with me just a small bad time which was gonna pass. Then we started our safar towards Punjab.
Lekin jab hum nikle na, mostly sab parents mere pas aye n batane lage ki Arzoo tu sabme badi h bacchon me tujhe sabka khyal rakhna h sambhalna h sabko kisine to mazak mazak me ye b keh diya ki maa h tu unki ye 7 dinon k liye Maine wo responsibility li jarur pr ssly nhi lekin wo bonding bs badhte gayi jb hum eksath rehte the, like di meresath yaha chalo waha chalo mujhe dar lagta h, di aap plz meresath raho na mujhse baat karo na mamma ki yaad aari h. Di ratko train me mai apke sath rahungi. Di aisa di waisa. Ek chiz dimagse nikal gayi like mai mere behen ka kbhi itna khyal nhi rakhti kbhi nazdik nhi leti use. Ha I love her I love her infinite I do have a spl bond with her, which i cant share with anyone. Lekin kbhi dikha nhi pati. Kbhi kbhi wo bol jati ki q hai tu mere behen, pyar to karti nai mujhse bs naamki behen h tu. Mai janti ki she needs me not everytime bt at tht time when maa gets angry on her she needs someone like me when I was a child n my maa shouted on me bt dad made me feel better ...wo hak h uska jo mai nhi pura kar pati... jb ye sare frnds mujhe di bulate the there was a guilt nai mat bulao di mujhe mai nhi deserve karti nai layak nhi hu mai ki mujhe behen maano tum sab. Lekin jitni responsibility mujhpr as a behen ki thi utna hi khyal rakha gaya tha shayad us chiz ne mujhe badal diya tha. Aajkal railway station is really dangerous for a girl its the reality bt its true. Yeh sab bacche mera hat pakadkar hi ki di ko kuch hona nhi chahiye. Jaiseki mai unki jimmedari hu. Yah it sounds childish bt true it is. Bahot saare bhai behene bana liye h maine but mai successful behen ban nhi oaungi shayad.
Inn sab ne us word ka real meaning samjhaya h mujhe aisa rishta h wo jisko mere life me meaning tha hi nhi. Lekin mai ab wapis nhi jana chahti wapi wo attitude girl nhi banna chahti wapis wahi meaningless arzoo banna nhi chahti.
One person I forgot to mention my coach my da he never treated me less then his real sis. Ik after dis m gonna get a lots of msges of how can u say this n all...bt m saying Mai ek achi behen kbhi thi hi nhi na hi houngi merko ye realization ho chuka h lekin I cant get over this anytime. Meri behen k saamne to mai kbhi achi behen thi hi nhi so I m a failure here as well.
A childish experience it was but for me a treasure.
Thanx for reading😘✌

Be proud of uaself♥

I know there r days where u just want to completely breakdown. Days where u wonder if you can even find d strength to keep fighting bcoz ua exhausted.
Bt u keep it together. You smile n carry on like everything inside of u isnt breaking. You help others without thinking to ask foh help foh uaself. You dont want yo seem like burden.
N idk what ua going through exactly. Maybe its a breakup. Maybe its work or a million other things. Ppl demand a lot from u n u never let anyone down. You never disappoint them. You bust ua ass to appease ppl who doesnt even say thank you. That takes strength. So i want to thank you on behalf of those who dont appreciate what you do foh them. I want to show gratitude foh those who dont who c wht ua going through. You make it look easy n thts y ppl dont realise how deeply u r aching r8 now.
Your tired eyes wonder if theres more than wat your getting r8 now.
Im proud of u foh how strong u r.
Strength like yours comes in silent battles,ppl dont no u fight. It  comes in tears you either repress or no one knows you cry.
Its in nights where u lay awake wondering if there is ever going to b more foh u.
That unfulfilled feeling is good. It is there to show you that you arent in d right place anymore. Being uncomfortable is good. That means ua growing.
Maybe where u r r8 now youve excelled as much as u can n theres no place higher you can go.
You should b proud of uaself foh tht. Bt i need u foh keep going. Keep trying. Keep working. Dont lose faith. Bcoz its in those moments where u want to getup and walk away, and quit. Comes something rewarding. There is something on other side of this confusion heartbreak n sadness.
You just have to get there first.
Jst knoe u aren't  alone.
#note #to #yourself

I call it a Duvidha...

Hello ppl..
  Firstly I  would like to thank to all my regular  readers for reading my blogs and waiting for  my blog weekly.
    Actually I will not be continuing the topic of the previous blog. Of course  I'll  do it in next blog. Sorry for the interruption.
      This  blog is actually  a question  for  you all that of course you have to answer  me. Ye bas mera question nhiye ye question aaj tak bahot logon se pass hua hoga kuch logon ko solution mila hoga kuch logon ko nhi. Mai to is bareme soch b nhi pati.
    Socially we give a positive response to this but individually I don't  think so it's possible at least not  for  me.
     After loosing the pillar of our house 7 years back. My Maa got back to studies.  Completed her degree. It just took a year.  Even though she wasn't  stable that  time but she thought  of me and my small sister. Being unstable  she thought of us so that  she could give us a better future she could fulfill daddy's  last wish which he had from me.
      Merko samaj nhi thi us wqt I  was immature. I guess utna maine kbhi socha hi nhi tha 10 tak kbhi nhi. But jab ab samjh aa gayi to kuch karna h MAA k liye kuch to.
    Meri ek dost h ..wo dost bahot special  h mereliye badi h merse lekin uske sath bhi wahi hua jo meresath hua. Papa naam ki chhat chali gayi thi maa padhi likhi nhi thi bartan dhona karti thi 4 gharon ka.........  samjh thi usme ki use kuch karna h .......badi honepr jab wo pura ghar handle karne lagi tbhi use samjh aya ki...uske maa ki khushi bacchon k khushi me to h but she needs a pillar she needs someone jo use sambhal sake a guide a lifeline......she thought of her mothers remarriage...yah! remarriage!!...When I got to know about this maine  bhi josh josh me soch liya ki mai bhi MAA ki dusri shaadi karwaungi...maa ka hak h wo. Maa ki umar hi kya thi just  35...kuch karna h ....jab  mai is bareme sochne lagi I was like mai dad ki jagah kaise kisiko de paungi. Wo mujhse hoga hi nhi. Kisi aur ko papa kaise bula paungi...kya wo insan zoya ko papa ka pyar de payega...kya wo insan humein aur maa ko dur karega ya waise hi  rahega. Mai papa ki jagah to kisi aur ko kbhi de nhi paungi kbhi bhi nhi. Mai imagine tak nhi kar sakti lekin mere aise behaviour se zoya bhi close nhi ho payegi jane anjane me wo bhi hate karegi aur is sab me maa ko khush karne k bajay hurt ho jayegi. Lekin agar aisa nhi hua to..agar zoya ko papa ka pyar mila maa khush rahi to?
     Ye ek aisa que h life jo hamesha complicated rahega jiska solution shayad mujhe kbhi nhi mile shayad!

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Punjab tour

I love to be in my skating group...kyunki
Wahape me sabse close hu...aur wo log kisi b chiz se merko hurt nhi karna chahte h.
      Actually I'll start from the starting....11 class me mai bhatak gayi thi...like usi state of mind me rehte hue decided tha ki chalo skating competetion h to de aate waise b punjab achi jagah h ghum b aayenge . Maine kbhi jyada socha hi nhi tha ki I have to skate n win wo mere mentality me tha hi nhi. Yes! I speak frankly about this. Mai bas yahi janti ki sab log mere hometown jaa rahe h n kisi bahane se mujhe bhi wahi jana h ...sabse milna h enjoy karna  h. 
     Ha mai stable nhi thi. I dont know the reason. Shayad 8 9 ya 10 class ki arzoo ko dekhkar ye bhi nhi lagega ki arzoo aisi ho jayegi. Kyunki mai kbhi aisi thi hi nhi. Mai itni bigdalu thi hi nhi.
     Skating ki practice to maine jyadatar ki hi nhi. Morning practices to mai bs 2 3 baar gayi thi. Mera hometown jakar bas yahi hua tha ki college jana frnds ke...cafe frnds ke sath...photoshoot jati thi... nhito mobile pr chatting aur bacha kucha wqt skating me jata tha. Kya aisehi mai jeetnewali thi? Kya aisehi khudki kabiliyat dikhanewali thi? Kya overconfidence tha jo mujhe piche khich raha tha? Ha thi mai overconfidence me...jitna to dur ki baat mai conpetetion me rehne ke layak nhi thi.
        Adat lad gayi thi khud pe garv honeki attitude sath rakhneki. Jbse college life shuru hui thi fake banne ki aadatsi ho gayi thi. Jo sach tha wo khud hi bhul chuki thi.
Fake care, fake smile , fake enjoyment was trending in my life. Having fake enjoyment with some fake friends and posting it into social sites to show how close n unbreakable friendship we have was a game. Ye sab badal gaya tha ...mai badal gayi thi meri aadatein badal gayi thi. Kuch rishton ki sahi pehchan saamne ayi thi in kuch trips pr jakar jaiseki Punjab aur Delhi.
       I found my truth of life.
    I shall write the next part in next blog.
   Thanx ppl to read😘💟

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Mai nhi janti ki yeh jo mai likh rahi hu wo aap tk pahonch payega ya nhi...pr allah se yahi request karti hu ki please yeh baatein in tak pahonch jaye...isliye nhi ki merko ye sab yaad h to mai ek ideal beti hu n all...balki pappa in sab baaton yaadon se mai roz guzarti hu...harroz....jar chiz merko aapki yaad dilati h..mai abhi b wahi 10 saal ki ladki banna chahti hu..jise duniya ka koi dar nhi tha ki wo use kya bole kyunki wo janti thi uske papa uske side hi rahenge..sahi rahi to sath kbhi nhi chodenge...galat rahi to use jarur samjhayenge lekin paraya nhi karenge
..hamare gharme jeans pehenna allowed hi nhi tha lekin mujhe pasand tha isliye aapne to dadi ko b daanta tha....pr ab to aap hi nhi ho ye batane ki mai sahi hu ya galat....aap hi nhi ho mujhe samjhane...aap hi nhi ho meri side lene...aap hi nhi ho papa....
     Thanx for reading....

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First day of my college ...damn happy but nervousness I had....I had my dreams before me,Yess!! Just thinking I have to do. I have to complete my dreams not mine can say of my Dad...
      When I was moving towards my college with one of my closest friend. We were having discussions on how comfortable we are when parents dont be with us....  I said "I am confortable when there's no one home or mom is out for work. I get time to think, to examine myself." She said" I do feel comfortable but I feel more good when I have my Dad at home..a bit protective I feel"...we went in deep talks like this..

    Humein kyu aise lagta h ki parents humse dur hone chahiye...hum kyu comfortble hote h itna....mai janti hu reasons h like generation gap n all....bt ek bar jb wo chut jate....kbhi b pakad me nhi aate tum kitna b chaho...tum kitna b tadpo wo wapis kbhi nhi ayenge...kbhi b nhi.  To aise hi baat karte karte.   
     Hum donon 'LOVE' is shabd pe aakar atak gaye     kya h ye kya h??
       I said "love is still waiting for DAD when he is never gonna come back..  love is still having him in her heart forever....love iscrying with her pillow at night for not having him.......love is always being in past memories with him....love is having fake smile when someone speaks about their DAD....though you wanna cry out loud....love is begging him back towards GOD...love is unconditional love of a daughter towards her DAD...love is being damn happy when he comes in her dreams....love is endless love between which will never be understood by anyone....love is happiness...love is happiness of having him....happiness of still dad loves his daughter...happiness is living in fantacies with her Dad... love is unexplainable....love is something you cant define  through words but can have through actions" through this we didn't have anything to speak...and again I got pulled in d memories..like always....
       Thanx for reading

Dad...

So here's my second blog....
   Hope u liked my first blog.....

So again back to that topic....yesterday when I  was travelling through bus to back home...i saw a family...DAD  Mom and a daughter....It was the time to get down through bus...and I had that  family before me... before stopping driver had a sudden brake....that DAD  didn't  care about himself but tried to protect his daughter such a heart touching moment it was....like so much of love present in that  incident....

    Sometimes when  I see this kind of  loving stuff...I really think "why  can't  I  have my dad...what  was my mistake...what  was the mistake of a 10 years old daughter....who was just living an independent childhood fearlessly....she was the star of her DAD ....a moment was not being lived by the daughter or DAD  without each other...how will they survive....?.....God  did it....he accepted the challenge....and he did it....he took away her king ..."kehte hai na ki khuda pyar ka bhukha hai isliye wo ache logon ko apne pas bula leta h..aisa h to mere papa bahot bure h...bahot bure ...wo jante h na wo ache h to khuda unko bula lega...to kyu unhone mujhse itna pyar...itna laad kiya kyu kiya aisa ki mujhe badme taklif ho....kyu mujhe chodkar  gaye....kyu kiya aisa kyu....kise puchu ye sab....koi nhi sunega ab....sunnewala h hi nhi....har chiz pura karne ki qwaish apke pas hi kar sakti thi haq h mera aap pr...kho chuki hu mai wo haq...kho chuki hu."

       THANKS FOR READING PPL...

Proud to be a daughter!💟

People say "You are not a princess you don't deserve to be a princess.
your DAD  is not a King...."
But ask any daughter in the world
Though she likes fairy tales or no...
Her Dad will b her King forever...
Whether she believes in her Prince Charming or no...
She will never deny the fact her dad is the king of her time....
N YESS!! am not a Princess...I'm a Prince I'm a son of my family...
I know there's  a doubt  what is she speaking....lets come to the topic.....
I just heard a statement
..."Why aren't  you a son....son would do something  for  the family
"what r dis daughters gonna do"...
in that case I say..
Why do you think daughters can't  do anything ?
They can!
They are more passionate than your so called sons....
Why there is a difference between son n a daughter?
Gender?
If this is a problem there are lots of things which sons cant do like of a daughter...
Can u give birth to child?
Not just this thing but lots of things u can't do it...
Why does this society makes us feel guilty for being a girl?
Is being a girl a crime?
Was this the time for which god made Gender?
I don't blame sons in any of the way...
I  just wanna say why do you underestimate daughters...
yess I know they can't  do any work they have some limitations.
They will need time to do what  they want....
but when  this time is given you'll be surprised to what they have done...
I guarantee every daughter has a dream to fulfill not her dreams but her parents dreams..
If her dream is to study but of her parents is to make her a bride..
I know she will fight but lastly she'll  go down...n agree ....
This concept is really small....
dont underestimate daughters just give them some time..
Freedom...
Independence.
Time to be stable
to think to acheive their goals.....
I guarantee you'll be proud to have them....💟
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Dad

Dad...i know after writing about this topic many will have mixed feelings like why is she writing about this, is this a topic to write? And some will excite for this....I really don't  no what's  your state of mind....but though on father's day...everyone posts pics of their dad...dedicated to them respect and blah blah blah.....Do you really spend some time with him that do you really say him I love you....though you are a daughter or a son...he loves you infinite he sacrifices....when you loose he shouts...but you can't even imagine how bad he feels....yess!! I made a mistake.....i didn't say my dad that I love him when he was alive....I had 10 years....so many opportunities to tell him that I love him him to the core but I didn't... I thought he will never leave me....never thought of this time would come that he will be nowhere...just in heart n my mind....I lost him 7 years back...this 7 years...made me so strong that sometimes  my mom says...."You are a stone arzoo....you will never understand feelings of anyone".....I feel so bad that time....but time made me so strong so stupid...this 7 years took out my childhood....I had to be mature before the time....the time I lost you I had no idea that you will be not there with us anytime....just a state of mind your not getting up and so everyone's  crying....next day when  I didn't  find you anywhere I broke out...I really had no idea of how was I going to live my rest of my life.....yess tht I lost you as well as myself....I never break out before  anyone....its not possible for me...you can't  even imagine a life of a daughter who was the heartbeat of her dad....when  the dad leaves her in half of the circle of life. ....Actually I'll write the other half in next blog... Thanks for reading Guyz 😘