hey ppl........ssup????
Hope u guys r all good n enjoying life........if u r not thn plz do ....this r a few wonder yrs left for all of u .............dont make me come there nd personally kick the shite out of u guys..........
Now I know wht most of u r thinking "LOVE" thts jus lame even for me ..........nd u r probably right........u wudn't wanna b where i am right now...........now i dunno if u ppl know this but i kindda have a special relationship wid the airport......yeah all the airports in the world........now if i tell u this it'll be like taking it up from a movie or sumthing.............
First time i saw her was NOT at the airport but thts the only thing tht didnt happen there.....rest all of our major life changing events happend at airports all over the world.............
I still remeber whn i saw her at mumabi international she was standing wid her friends chatting whn i got out of my car wid my munna bhai walk nd my cool dude tok (STOP LAUGHING BAWA ....u too DEBO)........went over nd said ,"chalen, late ho raha hai".......
little did i know tht my last parting words wud be the same at an airport almost 6 yrs later........
She has been more thn a friend ....she's been a complete family package.....we've fought ....we've loved....nd we've lived......i dont think ne1 can replace her.....they can try but its gonna b very difficult...........
On sep 11 ..... i was there standing outside the gate where i told her the exact same words whn i was holding her troly, "chalen late ho raha hai "..........except i didnt have my munna bhai wok or my cool dude tok .....the bags felt as if they were a ton each ....nd was dragging my feet towards the gate.........i wasn't gonna cry or atleast thts wht i trying .........thn i kissed her goodbye nd never looked back..........i know i m gonna see her agian ,not like we live on different planets or sumtthin but its not gonna b the same.......
i know i am gonna b toking to her almost every day but its still not gonna b the same...............
B4 whn my classes were going on it was like she was jus a phone call away but now its not tht.........
It kills me jus to think tht probably delhi is gonna b the last time tht i get to see her.................after tht who knows where i'll b or where she'll be........but i think its for our own good......
i dunno why but i did this ....i always thought i was the sanest person on this planet not to get involved in any affairs or some bull like tht ...(after a minor incident in my 2nd yr..)i had decided not to fall for ne1..........but i did
Nd if given another chance i dont think i would do nething differently.......i wud make this same mistake a 100 time over nd a 100 times again ....even if it ment feeling shitty for a really long time....................
DO me a favour u guys .....jus sit down alone wheneva u get time for 15-20 mins jus sit by ur self nd think bout the ppl who u've meet in the last years .....think bout the impact they've had on ur zindagis .....good bad....dont matter.....now think wht wud have happend if tht particular person or ppl wudnt have come to russia .........
Would ur lives have been better or not so much ..........
If ur answer is really better which i dont think it will be thn i think u know wht u gotta do .....straighten out ur priorities
But if u think tht ...tht person made ur life better by comming over there nd being wid u ....thn go to them right now......thank them nd tell them tht u love them .............
I know its lame nd all tht but trust me i dont want u ppl to regret not saying it later.........
Coz once u ppl r outta there its jus gonna b u nd a big ass world tht'll eat u up if u dont play ur cards right .....thn u'll remember the ppl u left behind ....thn u'll feel like saying thm tht u missed thm ....but guess wht they r all gonna b gone........I hope tht never happens but if it does i dont want ne1 to have ne regrets.............
U'll tk care now.....see u guys soon ....love u'll nd miss u'll
Monday, September 14, 2009
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
transition period!!!!!!
Hello me ol' mates.....hwz u'll doin????
ok i tried but i still cant pull of the pirate accent......ne who how u guys been ???ur classes must have started already ......aahhhh bachoo hum bhi kabhi wahi par padha karte thay.......
So u buggers r enjoying or not???? abe saloo orkut pe ek msg karne ko kya hota hai????
Newho ....like in my other blogs where i try to give u all some gyan bout some of the things happening here in my this blog i am gonna do the same
Now its been almost 2 mnths since i left the heaven of my dreams (which i am trying desperately to get back to) nd came to this place MUMBAI
The city tht never sleeps!!!......the city of dreams!!!!a multicultural city......nd many more .....these r some of the phrases us mumbaikars like to use while giving our adresses to non mumbaikars....
(No offence to all the puneites ....ur city is also nice!!! :-) )
Now i dunno if the above statements are true but i can tell u they are not exaggerated....this indeed is an amazing city .........
when i first came here after getting my diplom it took me about 2 weeks to adjust to the idea tht i m nt going back ......i think thts the time whn i really started seeing the true colors of this city nd its ppl.......
My GOD this place has changed......Now i have never stayed back for a single vacation ....nd i have been here every single yr for 2 mnths but now it's like i was blind all those yrs tht i could not see wht this city has become.........
They have everything here nd everythings new ....but still there is one rule tht hasn't changed THE GOLDEN RULE,"paisa phek tamasha dekh",
the other day me nd a buddy of mine went out to get some juice on his bike.... no papers , no liscense ,no halmet.......as usual kismat gandu they toh pandu ne roka......in 50 buck he left us.....my buddy who came from US tht very day changed his facebook tagline to "cop bribed with 1USD"........tht was funny ....but if u really look at it he stopped us for our own good ....if we wud have had an accident him stopping us wud have saved our lives but we paid him to get ourselves in danger.....THT's freakin IRONIC..........isn't it??
WE have our classes in bahvan's college which in our time of 12th was not such a happening place ....now u gotta see it to believe it .......WE ,especially me, r like freakin uncles to them ....there was this kid who actually came up to me nd asked "uncle BHAVANS college yehi hai kya??" wid an attitude i might add ........i was like son of a bitch .....first of all i am not your uncle....nd second if u think i am ur uncle show me some respect kid........
Mumbai ki item ka toh kya bolu......its like girlz who were thirteen 6 yr ago nd who were kids playing in ur building garden .....r now suddenly 19 wering tight jeans ... tight top ....looking HOT!!!.......i mean where was their transition period or i use to roam around widout my specs in my past vacations :-( .........But 1 things not changed they still hang out in the gardens wid phones on their ears.....toking to their so called "friends" .....gimme a break .......me nd ibrar have been friends for 6 yrs nd roomamtes...par main phir bhi kabhi usse aise baat nahi karu.........
aur yeh ladkyaan tabhi 19 ki kyoon nahi thi jab hum 19 ke the......humare saath wale ladkiyoon ke bachhe hai yah honewale hai ....few of them roam aorund in the colony with TEMKAS.....
aur aisa bhi nahi hai ke we are 19 now...i mean i am half bald ....try to make ppl believe tht i am 19 wid this bald head man its difficult...........
2 thing more unpredictable thn mumbai ki item is mumbai ki train nd mumbai kay rain.....
i hate both of it mumbai train nd mumbai rain ......i hate the trains even more when it rains... rains trains ....trains rains ...agge ki poem tum likhoon......
since i came here i have been in the trains only once nd i guess thts enough.....wapas train nahi lunga....KUCH BHI HO JAYE.....
i was travelling to navi mumbai ...nd for those of u who dont know thts a long ass journey ........luckily i found a seat ...a window seat....us din toh agar casino jata toh jackpot kama ke ata....
nd thn there was a family of 15 gujus who came nd sat in the place of 12.....now there is sumthin u shud know bout us gujjus we like to shout.....ppl think we r very quite ppl...NO we love to herd nd in a place like mumbai the only way to herd is to SHOUT........now all of them were going to their cousins place coz his son fell from a 9 storey building nd died nd they were arguing how he fell .....thn the man next to me got a phone call nd he started explaining to the guy on the phone bout the mishap tht had happened ...now after a really long talk the man next to me says 9 storey ....meaning the guy on the other end asked him which storey did he fell frm ...like thts very important.....as i told u it was a long ass journey nd our destinations were the same so i had to participate in their grief (thts a nice thing bout us gujjus... nobody grieves alone,,,even in our grief we have competition... who can cry louder or shout louder ....we are different breed i tell u)
Ne who after a few stops whn every body went quite i thought there was nothing to tok bout WHewww........tht was a relief....thn suddenly one aunty starts discussing how he must have fell tht he must have fell on his back ,,,the ohter one says on the face because it took 1 hr to identify him .....like thts very relevent .....BUT THN n hr later my journey was over .....
MAN i tell u this city is amazin we have everything here .......beggers n billionaires .....mazdoors n movie stars ......bhais n MAPO,............chatoors nd chutiyas......WHT I DON'T HAVE IS a few more friends like you .....yaha hai friends par kya kare yeh dil maange more
OK bahut filmi ho gaya
FRM AMCHI MUMBAI
this is IMRAN MAKNOJIA
SIGNING OUT
PS:- if somebody got bored in between thn sorry i am not a professional writer so go F*** urself nd thn buy a novel hahahahahahahaha.......................
ok i tried but i still cant pull of the pirate accent......ne who how u guys been ???ur classes must have started already ......aahhhh bachoo hum bhi kabhi wahi par padha karte thay.......
So u buggers r enjoying or not???? abe saloo orkut pe ek msg karne ko kya hota hai????
Newho ....like in my other blogs where i try to give u all some gyan bout some of the things happening here in my this blog i am gonna do the same
Now its been almost 2 mnths since i left the heaven of my dreams (which i am trying desperately to get back to) nd came to this place MUMBAI
The city tht never sleeps!!!......the city of dreams!!!!a multicultural city......nd many more .....these r some of the phrases us mumbaikars like to use while giving our adresses to non mumbaikars....
(No offence to all the puneites ....ur city is also nice!!! :-) )
Now i dunno if the above statements are true but i can tell u they are not exaggerated....this indeed is an amazing city .........
when i first came here after getting my diplom it took me about 2 weeks to adjust to the idea tht i m nt going back ......i think thts the time whn i really started seeing the true colors of this city nd its ppl.......
My GOD this place has changed......Now i have never stayed back for a single vacation ....nd i have been here every single yr for 2 mnths but now it's like i was blind all those yrs tht i could not see wht this city has become.........
They have everything here nd everythings new ....but still there is one rule tht hasn't changed THE GOLDEN RULE,"paisa phek tamasha dekh",
the other day me nd a buddy of mine went out to get some juice on his bike.... no papers , no liscense ,no halmet.......as usual kismat gandu they toh pandu ne roka......in 50 buck he left us.....my buddy who came from US tht very day changed his facebook tagline to "cop bribed with 1USD"........tht was funny ....but if u really look at it he stopped us for our own good ....if we wud have had an accident him stopping us wud have saved our lives but we paid him to get ourselves in danger.....THT's freakin IRONIC..........isn't it??
WE have our classes in bahvan's college which in our time of 12th was not such a happening place ....now u gotta see it to believe it .......WE ,especially me, r like freakin uncles to them ....there was this kid who actually came up to me nd asked "uncle BHAVANS college yehi hai kya??" wid an attitude i might add ........i was like son of a bitch .....first of all i am not your uncle....nd second if u think i am ur uncle show me some respect kid........
Mumbai ki item ka toh kya bolu......its like girlz who were thirteen 6 yr ago nd who were kids playing in ur building garden .....r now suddenly 19 wering tight jeans ... tight top ....looking HOT!!!.......i mean where was their transition period or i use to roam around widout my specs in my past vacations :-( .........But 1 things not changed they still hang out in the gardens wid phones on their ears.....toking to their so called "friends" .....gimme a break .......me nd ibrar have been friends for 6 yrs nd roomamtes...par main phir bhi kabhi usse aise baat nahi karu.........
aur yeh ladkyaan tabhi 19 ki kyoon nahi thi jab hum 19 ke the......humare saath wale ladkiyoon ke bachhe hai yah honewale hai ....few of them roam aorund in the colony with TEMKAS.....
aur aisa bhi nahi hai ke we are 19 now...i mean i am half bald ....try to make ppl believe tht i am 19 wid this bald head man its difficult...........
2 thing more unpredictable thn mumbai ki item is mumbai ki train nd mumbai kay rain.....
i hate both of it mumbai train nd mumbai rain ......i hate the trains even more when it rains... rains trains ....trains rains ...agge ki poem tum likhoon......
since i came here i have been in the trains only once nd i guess thts enough.....wapas train nahi lunga....KUCH BHI HO JAYE.....
i was travelling to navi mumbai ...nd for those of u who dont know thts a long ass journey ........luckily i found a seat ...a window seat....us din toh agar casino jata toh jackpot kama ke ata....
nd thn there was a family of 15 gujus who came nd sat in the place of 12.....now there is sumthin u shud know bout us gujjus we like to shout.....ppl think we r very quite ppl...NO we love to herd nd in a place like mumbai the only way to herd is to SHOUT........now all of them were going to their cousins place coz his son fell from a 9 storey building nd died nd they were arguing how he fell .....thn the man next to me got a phone call nd he started explaining to the guy on the phone bout the mishap tht had happened ...now after a really long talk the man next to me says 9 storey ....meaning the guy on the other end asked him which storey did he fell frm ...like thts very important.....as i told u it was a long ass journey nd our destinations were the same so i had to participate in their grief (thts a nice thing bout us gujjus... nobody grieves alone,,,even in our grief we have competition... who can cry louder or shout louder ....we are different breed i tell u)
Ne who after a few stops whn every body went quite i thought there was nothing to tok bout WHewww........tht was a relief....thn suddenly one aunty starts discussing how he must have fell tht he must have fell on his back ,,,the ohter one says on the face because it took 1 hr to identify him .....like thts very relevent .....BUT THN n hr later my journey was over .....
MAN i tell u this city is amazin we have everything here .......beggers n billionaires .....mazdoors n movie stars ......bhais n MAPO,............chatoors nd chutiyas......WHT I DON'T HAVE IS a few more friends like you .....yaha hai friends par kya kare yeh dil maange more
OK bahut filmi ho gaya
FRM AMCHI MUMBAI
this is IMRAN MAKNOJIA
SIGNING OUT
PS:- if somebody got bored in between thn sorry i am not a professional writer so go F*** urself nd thn buy a novel hahahahahahahaha.......................
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