The Story behind my Study Lamp

Hello Friends! How do you do??(I know this question very well but I really don’t know how to respond, thus I am asking for all of you and hope I will get an appropriate way to responding)

It is so difficult na to read someone’s blog or any stuff, and it become even more difficult when it have some grammatical or other errors. These errors force us to disconnect with the content and tone. I know my blog also has some unknown errors but I am trying hard to get rid of those and one day I will with your support.   

O-k-a-y well as I already told all of you that I am going to start writing and I also do some (obviously it’s not latest buzz like “Narendra Modi and P.M. race” or “Indian economy” or “Sachin Tendulkar: God of cricket” because these all are common and I am not one from those..I am different...hahaaa), but in the past few days I had some antagonize type feeling with my ButterFly, I even didn't opened it but on Wednesday I decided to reopen and wrote something….so I am.

Today I spend my whole day with my ButterFly and wrote all the things whichever came into my mind, after few hours I had something written in my diary but when I started to read it, I was completely puzzled by what I have written.!! It was so senseless, stupid and foolish too….Then only I figure out how difficult it is to write. After that I erased all the nonsense things which I had written and this whole process of writing and erasing occurred for a long time one after another and at regular interval.

I want to share something with all you...you know from last few days(perhaps from 17^th Oct) there are some strange things which are happening with me. When I turn the lights off and go to bed some beautiful thoughts come into mind and I really want to write them, but since the lights are off so I don’t write them because of some laziness and when I wake up in morning I don’t have any idea about them that what they are.. I know it’s mine fault apart from that I ask my bhaiyaa for a study lamp…how funny  Despite all these now I have a study lamp, but yeah it is not a new one. We were looking for a new one but they were too costly, so we decided to make from our self, so we brought a old one for a much less money and gave a finishing touch to look like a new one with some paint and burnish…and yes it work.. It completely looks like a new one and here just beside my bed. So from now I have no more excuses…

It is too late in the night and I am feeling sleepy so good bye and hope we will meet soon!!

Thank You God!!!

The Lunchbox

It was 14^th of October 2013, I was sitting on the stares of a giant building, waiting for some response from an organization, now you might be thought that what I was doing there? So let me clarify before u guess, I was there for an interview but might be God was not in my favor because there was some power issue in that organization and all the electricity supply was stopped. Therefore, because of power failure we were informed by the HR (I was not assure but she looked like a HR) that it might took 1-2 hours in proper re-functioning of light. Therefore, I decided to come outside for some fresh air. The weather was beautiful because of the light rain which is just few minutes ago, air was energetic and little chilled. Suddenly, I saw a man with his bicycle was coming towards me, when he was a few feet away from me I noticed that he had tied 20-30 lunchboxes with his bicycle. A sudden thought strike into my mind about the movie ” THE LUNCHBOX” and I was filled with excitement to greet him. So my mind said to me what for I was waiting? I moved some steps forward and try to start a chat with him. And the conversation between both was like:

ME: Hello dada ji, kaise ho aap?

DABBA WALE DADA JI: thik hu.

ME: kya naam hai apka?

DABBA WALE DADA JI: Omprakash

ME: aap kitne samay se lunchbox laate ho yah pe?

DABBA WALE DADA JI: 10 saal se

ME: achcha..apne lunchbox movie dekhi hai?

DABBA WALE DADA JI: han, hum sab log sath me hi gaye the dekhne

ME: kaun aap sab log?

DABBA WALE DADA JI: mai aur mere sath ke j hai

ME: kaisi thi movie?

DABBA WALE DADA JI: thik thi, usme bhi to hum logo ko dikhya hai

ME: han, achcha movie me to lunchbox edher udher ho jata hai…kya aap logo se bhi kabhi hua hai aisa?

DABBA WALE DADA JI: nhi…hum log to sidhe ghar se yha pe dabba dete hai to kuch gadbad nahi hota...

ME: thank you daddaji…….how nice na

Before the movie, I often saw some dabbe wale log but never had any interest to go and do some chat with them or knowing how they work or spend their life, but that movie had really changed my perspective and now I have some interest. It does not mean that I can associate myself with them but at least I had an achievement in myself which I feel after chatting with him. Now I am thinking that how movies play a vital role in our life, how they bind us with our society and our culture.

I am still here with those few people on the ground floor but those beautiful moments are no more, and I decide to share these whole things with all so I am writing it.  I have also informed by the HR, that the power problem is still there and you people can go and comeback on the next day. So what else nothing more…I am waiting for an autoriska.

Thank you God for this Lovely moment!!!  

Yesterday, while I was sitting on one of that pale yellow color plastic chair, staring at trees and birds alone with mine upset mind (feeling same when we don’t get enough marks in exam as we expected), a sudden thought came into mind. I knew that thought was not something special or adventures or any money making but yes besides all of these that was still great for me. And that was “WRITING”. ” I JUST THOUGHT THAT WHY NOT TO WRITE SOMETHING”

I often hear that writing is best way to express your feeling if you don’t want to share it with someone, obviously form movies and novels.

Throughout my life, most of the time I always want to let the people know about my feeling but at the same time my mind and heart have some conversation which is just too esoteric for my understanding, and after that my mind take an U-turn with leaving all those feeling inside me.

Now, back to my plastic chair and writing thought: When this thought came into my mind I suddenly ran towards my Book self and searched for diary. After few minutes of searching I found it on top most layer from the downward side. I took it outside and clean with “Colin” and tried to make it look as new as possible.

After finishing cleaning task (Safai Abhiyaan), I found myself much more embarrassed than I was thinking. The reason behind my embarrassment was so simple.  I brought that (which I used to call my Butterfly) in “January 2011” and from then I written only 3-4 pages. (Not full with content). So… I don’t have much more to say about this…

Albeit this incident was not good in my aspect there was still some good news for me..Since most of the pages are untouched, So now I can use my old Butterfly as a new one by only changing the year from 2011 to 2013. (surely not a tough task to convert 1 into 3 hahaha )

Now here I am all prepared with things which I need for transforming my feeling into paper with some new issues. These issues are much more typical that any others. I have all things but: What Should I WRITE