Vodafone Military accounts!

So... Another one planning for long to pen down and wanted to be a fun experience for readers. My Voda colleagues will certainly relate to this one and of course this is to share my own personal thoughts.. No offence to anyone nor any witty outlooks .. Just a write up of pure joy and when I m explaining it so much , most of you are already ear for kinda bitch I m.. No doubt, coming up wit some masala and joy stuff...

And this is just about this lazy eve where I am all leaned back on my comfortable office chair passing time and dreaming about my eve plans (this one is favourite act of entire day for I dream a lot while awake , sleeps are usually peaceful). Going through my normal gyan stuffs I came across this...

"Sharks are just dolphins who went to the military."

... And this made me rolled over and all alert to share my crazy thoughts and ofcourse off typing ;)

We made this treaty wit Army in year 2011.. Lucky year man.. And this gave all we saleu this whole and great oppurtunity to enter cants and first time ever, I being in Army area ever!

Since childhood I have been always fascinated about this Army thing.. Few friends and ofcourse Yash Chopra movie.. Then Border, Lakshya, LOC.. N so oonnnn.. Grown watching them! And now, it was time to meet the real men and bring them to Voda world.

And then started the number encounter 42, 501, 5, 56... Man, big world and so many people to meet. I always love meeting people, interacting with them , knowing them.. Interaction makes us learn lot thing.. So does Army.

So alike is to our corporate world.. Hierarchy, business understanding, business deals, marketing... To an extent policies and even celebration style of family day which they call raising day :)

Then we have "boys"... We'll that's what Chabba sir n Aditya sir calls them.. 2IC at 2 accounts I met and some how liked their nature and interactions. But boys... Quiet rosy eyed chaps they are ... And one thing which elders always say and I defy.. Movies spoil us!

Yash ji is the biggest spoiler then I must say for from his movie the image one makes about the rosy eyed boys are "Lover" but then reality do bites ;)

Can u believe even.. One "boy" bills soared to 26k for he had been chatting on some fancy number satisfying his other urgent demands beside the food, shelter ,clothing and education.. Hahahhaaaa =))... Was just not able to control my laughter over the issue.

And then you have boys who just feel happy about u being in unit, would always offer you coffee even invite you out for a drink, few ask for more where few are happy sharing their culture with you and laughing about whole thing.. Like one gentleman I befriended had this write up in his office-

"Getting work done here is like mating an elephant... You need huge pressure and results delivered in 2 year"
And everytime I teased him for whether it is talking abt efficiency or lousiness here! ;)

And then out of all various kinds of boy I met "fauji"... Now this name is self given by him to himself for he is always so proud about the control factor they exercise and that's what I always like to tease about. And 'fauji' came across quiet impressive for all of them he made me blush again, look forward to evenings, keeping me occupied and then running away as usual out of my own fears!

"Fauji" gonna have only these 2 para in my thoughts and write up for I don wanna emphasize more or know him more.. For when we start knowing some one, we fall in love with them and then we start sharing them .. I don want that for I m a controversy Queen and "fauji" have a life on different allignment so this settles.. I knew Fauji and loved knowing him.

and as I am still associated wit voda there are more accounts to go.. But yes.. No more "Fauji" but yes numbers,coffees, raising days, insights, follow ups... Ah,its a big list! ... But then, who knows .. Life always surprises us.. And Patiala.. I don knw gonna keep me in its arm for how long!

But Military... One of hilarious and unique experience ever of Vodafone!

Lots of Love! Anji

To the city of kings...

Time for some thoughts sharing and well, its been long I have been here.

Work indeed keep you occupied and somehow other interests do take over human mind with the influence of a lazy mind , soul and body.

November comes to an end and somehow a true 2 years of Patiala. City which has almost become second home after Delhi. Delhi.. I love her. And never do I think that this love will ever fade for her. Craving to be at India Gate never leaves me, or an evening at various CCD joints, night trolling with autumn breeze always refreshing your face and making you alive after a day ends in its twilight, friends .. Who has always been there and still are..

Patiala on other side taught me to love myself. It taught me that I have had moments coz I built them with people. I have felt loved coz that's what I gave without any conditions attached to it. I got faith and have been adored coz I deserved every bit of it. It taught me to be dependent on nobody but self. To love and share for feelings and expectations never returned is not the fault of giver but of other person who has failed to value it.

Really don know, how many more months here but yes can never forget this city of kings which introduced me to the other sides of emotion, love, strength and hope!

"In the darkest nights... I have found warmth at your arms... Thanks to this city of Kings for the joys it has bestowed me with."

Lots of Love! Anji

mujhe yun hi tanha rehne do...

mujhe yun hi tanha rehne do, kuch pal to hai bas yaadon ka sama... kasak hai thodi aur thodi mayusi bhi, uski yaadon me ashk kuch pal to behne do... jaante hain hum dastur-e-duniya, bandishen hi sahi par kehne do... kab guzri hai zindagi yun hi apno se kafa, mohabbat hai unse kabool hone do... galtiyon se seekhta hai insaan, zindagi hai meri mujhe bhi thoda sehne do... kuch pal to rahi hai abb saansen, zinda hun abhi ye ehsaah to rehne do... Toot jaaten hain har thokar se unke, sambhalna aata hai ye bayan karne do... Katra katra hi sahi, bahut pyari hai aarzu hamen... Dil hi to toota hai, hamen thoda sambhalen do...

mujhe yun hi tanha rehne do...

Lots of Love! Anji

I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings !

The free bird leaps
on the back of the win
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wings
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings
with fearful trill
of the things unknown
but longed for still
and is tune is heard
on the distant hillfor the caged bird
sings of freedom

The free bird thinks of another breeze
an the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn
and he names the sky his own.

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing

The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.

Maya Angelou

Lots of Love! Anji

beyond the pain... We find love!

Just read few days back...

 “People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all in how you carry it. That’s what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you’re letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.”

Only thing it made me ponder upon is this really that easy? If u accept pain, people tends to treat you with pity. As if, going through pain is the most cursed life being bestowed to you. But, then I guess even the strongest and happiest people around have their own stories. It maybe just the width and depth that differs but we all have been given our shares!

Some days back I just came in touch with the gentleman who have lectured me on possibilities of my life filled with misery and sorrow for the straight front I put up. Being called an "open book" was taken as an offense for me portraying myself being a public property just because getting used to some downfall in relationships. But, instantly my question was "is it bad to be straight forward?" And then, if people are not able to accept others with their reality problem is their why should they even except the others to change?

One of my ex had been all regret ful about the relationship we had shared for he takes it to be his complete mistake that on the time and investment given onto the relation as a friend, he thought of taking it to new level. I always wonder why these kinds of corporate morons even fall in relationship, they do not even deserve to be accompanied! A person, talking about levels of relationship depending on time and investments done have no value for the care and love being put into relationship and not even the pain somebody would have gone through keeping their smiles on inspite their continuous fights with own world. Completely agree with the writer of the quote "being strong sucks!" For world is filled with people who only let their burden fall for the stronger one to handle the battles alone.

I always wonder and believe that God have his strange way of communication with us , for he is the only one who never leaves us in our toughest time and beside all strength he provide us to sail through the pain he also ensures to get back our spirits back to us. And one thing I realized communicating to him is that "love is through pain"... If you have not taken pains for people you love, you have not given them enough.
That's what Jesus have done or Lord Rama or Almighty Shiva... This is what our parents does for ue everyday, or the wives taking care of all roles and being the "super- woman" of home, our teachers, loved ones.. They take the pain... For us!

So, its okay to be in pain sometimes, cry our hearts, share and show our emotions and accept our weakness, fight and complain.. but never should be forget that beyond the pain... We will always find love!

And we will realize once in a lifetime with true heart n soul shared without putting the corporate calculations that..

Pain fades with time ... But Love blossoms.

Lots of Love! Anji

To sir, with Love!

So here is something I wanted to express for soooo looonnggg.. And what's best than the teacher's day to share the feelings ?

This time its again about someone I have wrote n mentioned few times already.. A 6'6 feet gentleman, a soft heart in a tough body... My dear and lovely sir... Rajeev Gupta.

He always make me feel a lot gratitude towards him for the sheer qualities he display. A mentor, for I have seen him working with his team along , grooming them with his full efforts on. A guardian, for professional or personal problems he has always given his full ears to them and gone all out to get the happiness back in his team's life. A friend, for he will always keep the group intact celebrating all joys and success with pride and also sharing all low moments n failures with an energetic smile, pushing back the positive life to team.

But, 2 most beautiful qualities I admire about him is the dotting father n husband. He has been one of the Best man I ever came across and yes, completed too for the better half Mrs Anu Gupta compliments him to the perfection.

Spending 1.5yrs of my life with him and his family have completely blessed my life for few moments of life which were hopes, have been made to be turned in reality.

Only thing I can say that the gratitude can never be expressed in words for all the love and care which had been (n I m sure will continue as monthly/daily subscription) bestowed had been priceless and one of the most desired wish of the life.

Thank you so much to you n Anu mam for being there...

Lots of Love! Anji

An experience of divine: Ashwinikhadd!

Writing about this is as important as an artist paint the canvas putting his day and night on his thoughts for he is afraid that it might get lost with the passing day or will fade off with so much to do around.

Though cold is not my weather but hills always attract me. Maybe to end number of tourist for they spend so much time and money to visit all beauty around and be part of the list of being visitor to the nature's delight. This is about the sunday visit at Kasauli.

Day started on with the heavy pour of the rains and suddenly chandigarh seemed to be floating in its own pool. But thanks to the new Himalayan Express highway, we were on winds soon the moment we left Panchkula. Some 2hrs drive and we reached the famous visitor point of Kasauli- The Manki point or temple where lord Hanuman put his feet at time of carrying sanjeevani for Laxman. This feet shaped temple suddenly holds the serenity of the divine for the songs which played throughout the climbed somewhat not only pacified the mind but also made me feel refreshed n revived for sunday morning are late sleeps for me and current health is completely in demand for rest. Guess, sanjeevani did work not only for the mind but for the body too.

We missed on the sun-rise and sun-set point for neither we made it to the rise nor had any plan to rest till it set. Visiting one of the Graveyard there (thoughts here,maybe later!), we moved to the next destination decided for we had entire day with us!

Solan city is beautiful like any of the himachali town. Small compact and my companions decided to move to Ashwani-Khadd some12km from the mushtroom city. (I really don know, why they call it this but next time I will enquire for sure.)
Hills had been an usual drive for me for past 1yr.. Been there almost thrice n that too confidently taking praise from all my friends for my skilled driving. But, the challenge today were not the built highways but the real mountain.. Raw, unbuilt and dangerous.

The 12km of Blind curves, steep slopes and a car without a spare tire actually scared the hell out of me and if it would have been about the next paragraph I am moving to, I would have been punished for three murders today or kidnapping (if I would have decided to leave the 3 monkeys at the Khadd only).

So.. 12km from Solan, after the crazy drive, frustration and rest after parking the car, I entered Heaven!

Ashnikhhad.. A heaven in making , brought alive all my readings of myths. Getting in the architect excellance, I was just mesmerized... Life size status of every form of divinity I loved, making me more attracted toward them and falling me more in love. Work beyond words.. Creativity beyond excellence.. The heaven upholded me for all dreams, passions I always had!

For a moment,it seemed... This is what I want, this is where I belong.. Aura, filled with love, space beyond the creative imagination.. Shiva.. Again did he put me in trance .. Love, gratitude and honor. Tears could only express the feel for words left me for those moments, and if it wouldn't have been the companions, I would have never liked to express ever again with them.

And then, like dreams.. It all got over. I retrieved to my mortal world, my pschyic responsibility, my social accountabities.. I moved back to the world of traffic lights, noise,crowd..

A piece lost somewhere, I m back to my bed. Thinking about the world I left for the world I own...

Lots of Love! Anji

The Swan!

Its beautiful to fly with the feathered wing and be in one of the most favorite pond of yours. Sometimes this happens with the swan... I witnessed her again sitting besides her favorite lake and proudly swimming with her beautiful neck held high and kajoled eyes sparkling as ever!

Ansals still seems to be beautiful as ever... Its just the television at the arena have gone. Best time pass most have had during their serene time spent at the lake swimming along with the loved ones and sometimes memories later. Flower shop at the basement have gone too. The flowers have brought smiles to many faces for quiet years for it always delivered the fresh ones to the regular addresses shared. The book shop, coffee from the Nescafe (including ever available maggie) was not seen too... Lot many shops have added though the visitor to the insides are still lesser than the outsides... Still, the swan swimmed for hours and hours till it completely got drenched from its own act... Time was for the next flight... Delhi Metros!

With years on (to be precise approx 9yrs) the entire Delhi seemed to be fascinated by this metallic revolution. Increasing crowd and the noise always scares the swan here... For it fears getting lost or caught by the unexpected. An hour and a half journey from Dwaraka to Rithala became quiet interesting with few short stories around to enjoy and cherish later.

Friends chatting about the increasing boredom in DU and planning to get out of it filled the thoughts with years back memories of roaming around Delhi with no targets in mind but big hopes in heart. Rs15 Chola bhatura and Lassi still seems tastier than Rs1500 bills of the restaurants which are frequently visited now days. Guess, somebody said it right.. No swimming pool can give that soothing feel of bathing around the river side... For the flowing water evokes life in every form making one feel more alive and relieving day's pain with soothing comfort of flowing water passing around the body. And then there was this new couple ( I prefer to call it new for I always wonder that old ones don enjoy those eye talks in public for they always have lot to discuss about their never ending busy days and non-peaceful life). With the hands around protectively to protect the lady love from crowd memoirs again played its dirty game. Its in habit of always bringing up the past when one only want to enjoy the present.

And then came the station.. And unexpected stoppage often forces swan to fly for it again got scared of the rushing crowd and ofcourse the time.

With its white wings it left the arena and the station and also the thought which admired its beauty for so long..
Talking about the swan I always refer to one childhood story heard at age of 5 and understood at 25... "Don be disheartened if you get to find yourself being the ugly duckling with the crowd around, find out who you are and then join your herd for you might be the most beautiful swan amongst the group you belong."

So... With swan gone and everything at halt.. Its time to make love to my bed.. It waited for me for quiet a long long hour and I am sure the embrace tonight gonna be one of the best as always...

Lots of Love! Anji

26 Raghbir Nagar!

So, the long awaited write up. I knew, this piece will take hours and lot of peace. Time when I will be with myself...
Was just reading a book yesterday by Priya Kumar.. "Licence to Live".. What it said, we shouldn't live in past, past makes us old n withered!
But then, past are beautiful memories to cherish.. Memories we made, to be discussed for lifetime and smile about it. To have a reflection that life had been good so far, beautiful and completely amazing in its all form.

Everytime I pass through 26,Raghbir nagar (n I pass often though I have to take longer route) I get a warm feeling of beautiful days spent there. A man, who had not only been a mentor, boss, guide, friend but also like a dear father who cared so much throughout in my this span of life spent at patiala... A woman, an angelic soul, pure from heart , best friend, partner in fun , a mom whose smile always brighten the gloomiest day and her care always kept me assured that somewhere life is spent in heaven... And a child, piece of my heart , my love, my toy and a son whom heart have always desired , welcoming me home with his beautiful smile and sparkling eyes and waiving me goodbye till the time my car headlights turn on for journey ahead...

So, how can such a lovely memory wither u any form.. Instead it gives a pleasure though for a small while life has been lived good and just to the perfection of dreams come true... Well, who says dream don come true? I witnessed mine in full fledged form and making me realize that wishes are indeed answered well if asked from true heart.

I never take bet from life, I know its just unpredictable and ofcourse very small to fulfill all desires we hog onto.. But yes, one thing I am truely grateful about is that somewhere in my small journey I met Rajeev,Anu and Daksh Gupta... People, who made me realize how beautiful it is to go back to family in evening and spend life smiling... Crazily enjoying each others company... Being what u r in front of people we love.. Accepting the flaws with complete love and care...

I know, its still not the farewell... But then, as I said.. I never bet with life ;)

Lots of Love! Anji

The Vacuum..

So.. Here I am back home with empty heart n mind full of work to be closed in span of day or two. There is a good news too... 'I got promoted'... But, one thing I am not able to make my mind upto.. Why is this vacuum around?

My phone sms list is full of congratulations, constant ringing of phone since morning for work and now evening for wishes is driving me mad... Keeping me occupied.. but why I m constantly checking my inbox for a wish from an unexpected number?
Why will he know or who will tell him about it?
Those eyes with the thick eyebrows are constantly flashing before me in its most alive form. Eyes, which I am missing the most today... Voice which I wanted to congratulate me first on any vertical step of my life... Hands which I wanted to hold me tight and make me stay with my roots, my ground... Arms to give me its warmth around...
Seems the entire vacuum of these missing dreams are making the moment too empty and regardless of its identity..

The eyes with the thick eyebrows are piercing down the soul for they are the most desired at the moment but least required in the
Situation...

Guess, its the music that gonna save the evening.. But then again... Is it really this one I wanna hear?

"Aie sanam... Umr bhar... Saath saath hum rahen... Kehta tadap k ye dil mera..."

Lots of Love! Anji

Cocktail thoughts!

Well spend eves usually never let me sleep in night. Ofcourse, unless the alcohol factor is added in ;)
Sometimes, besides giving u a high alcohol also let u rest in peace. Away from your own worldly affair... Letting u sleep n relax inspite of the burning issues to be settled down post u wake up next day.

Friday eve- last day of drive with my sweetheart n those innocent chats of his own little world, last show of cocktail- movie too real to be denied and yes, made me quiet emotional as usual towards my own fantasy world... Perfect day full of all junks n even wishes I made- Adrak tea at Army Wet canteen, One go salad, Mc Donald, cocktail... Guess, I m a fool enough to waste such a wish full day n not bribe baba into something more lucrative ;)

Well, now there is a sleepless eye and thoughtful mind. This time its not about the usual relationship talks or maybe it is... "Love makes you go insane..."... One line reflecting in my mind from the movie... Veronica and Gautam did went! Lost their mind at a point.. Maybe they both were hurt. Meera was quiet for she knew she was the reason to all the pain..

Ahh! Not hitting the bush for no reason... Just that an ex called up few days back and knowing that I m seeing someone the first advice which came up "use protection".. That hurt a bit as first thought which clashed the mind .."Did he take me to be such a hooker?" But then, next was ... "Chill, big deal.. U did hooked with him. Why you even expect him to have very religious thought about u."

But then, did he said that out of being still hurt coz of me or he just showed me my reality?... Anyways, not much to ponder over for his thoughts for that's his freedom and I m no one to collide with it anymore.


But... Then, the day end brought in another thought... Why did Gautam didn't go along with Veronica?....

Lots of Love! Anji

Random thoughts....

Tired evening , limited time and unlimited thoughts.

Something is going beyond the control meter... Life! It always amuses me make me fall more in love with her...

Sir and mam shifting and here goes my heart with them- Daksh. These 1.5 yrs have been an amazing time like my dream world. My King of wonderland have given me my most non-expressed pleasure of life with his innocent company around.

A buddy left us forever. Met Ashish here in Punjab n have fallen in love with his passionate way of professional life. A diamond and a true treasure to team. 3 days ending the final journey of his life and now he rest in peace post giving so many memories to adore and reflect.

I always wonder.. What is more painful?
People separated due to death or destiny.. The choice between the 2 'D's'... Strangers become friends, friends become inseperable (sometimes soulmate) and then few are strangers again..

Anyways.. Reflection of thoughts are not about my understanding of acquaintances but it is more about "Being attached"... A term, lil difficult to make people understand as one thing which is valued most in relationship is "Blood Relation" rest all keeps on changing priority and Indian society, we are trained to take care of this one since childhood. But, are blood relations really stronger than the heart ones?

Debatable topic and going back to the first word of the write up.. I m tired :)

Lots of Love! Anji

A thought to share...

“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colors seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.”
― Bob Marley

Lots of Love! Anji

Daksh-My King of his wonderland!

I have always believed that world of kids r best to live in. Maybe, this is the reason I love being in kids company... Their talks, dreams, belief, outlook to life makes us believe in one famous movie funda... "All iz well"...

Its amazing that how can kid live in his own carefree world, creating his own aura and making us believe that there is nothing more beautiful and pure beyond that world.

But then its not about my views on kids... But, this is about Daksh- My King of his own wonderland. There is an invisible string of bonding which attracts me towards him for I have never felt this close for any kid or maybe never had such powerful acquaintance with any in past!

Met Daksh when he was 3.5 yrs in guess... A cute little kid who was too shy to speak to strange lady sitting in car for the lift was offered by his parents and then why should he even care or bother to talk. He didn't knw me! One of best things about kids... They will never show the worldly formality which we adult gets in post growing up. Its always important for us to please people with power and influence, to be gentle with guest even though we never like their visit or be humble with most irritating person for we can never let our mannerism or what I say formality go... But Kids, on other hand... They invite only few and rare in their world. All r just not allowed.. And the strange lady sitting in car was even not known, forget about inviting her to his heaven. So, here was my first meeting with my King.. Short and brief.. No handshakes, no byes.. No formalities!

When did I met him next.. I really don remember... Thanks to my brilliant memory which I always refer as "boon in disguise"... So, I really do not remember all short n brief meetings I ever had with him later... But yes, then it started with being friends.. Where I was expected to be talented enough to play with him and share his talks... Where atleast he started me calling with my name 'Anjana'... The first instance when the bonding started n I fell in love with this little angel of mine :)

Sharing the games together, music classes, same taste on food, ice-cream and even the cartoons... Finally made the bond stronger where "Anjana" was finally accepted as "Anjana Didi"... My new crush became my best buddy.

Daksh... His world always amuse me, for its so pure. He don have to impress nor he has to be formal... He is just him. When he shows his love, he shows it all with gesture unlike the world with world... I knw he loves me when he shares his chocolate, ice creams, new colors, fruits, games, dreams, talks and even his parents love with me... Its the love coming in most purest form for their is no expectations ever kept and just a wait full of love and delight and the bestest smile I have ever seen being passed, when it reflects from his face and eyes and is passed onto mine.

He is my super hero... As its a famous belief that being a child we are more fearless... And yes, he is ..."Rikaendo" with all keys of love... "Iron man" with the strength of his pure heart... "Super man" for he can give flight to all his carefree and innocent dreams... "Tarzan" with his all energy to go on for entire day and certainly to mention about his love for fruits.. For I call my hero "fruitivorous" :)

Life is said to be a journey and when we travel we meet lot people, visit many place and generates endless memoirs... As the rules have always been... Travelers meet for short while and then moves onto their respective destination... With years.. My King will grow too and will move out from his wonderland to the worldly land... He will make new friends, make lot memory and ofcourse keep ruling hearts.. But, as I love preserving memory... I preserve one of his today..

Daksh- My King, thanks for giving one of the sweetest memory and I am sure, you will always be loved... For I still hold the same crush on you I had post meeting you and ofcourse, now "love" for nobody can challenge the selfless bond u created between us...


God bless my love... Growup, shine and Rule the world... Muaaahhh !! :)


Lots of Love! Anji

Colors of Life!

Recently been to chandigarh due to some official work and due some dispute with the colleague decided to travel all by myself back to the city of kings than share cab wit him.

Traveling in cabs always brings back few memories of somebody for the travel in cab once were done only to accompany him though its quiet frequent nowdays due to official travel.

Taking an auto till sec22 (as it was shared) brought another memory of my morning travel to office and those few weeks of shared travel wit somebody I knew to Noida where chit chats were one important part of life. Life inspite being called monotonous by few seems to always have some mysterious aura where everyday it seems to change color.

Strangers become friends... Few friends turns to be lovers... Few may not meet ever again... Few remains to be our best buddies forever... Few get lost with time...few turns stranger again... I always feel friends r those relatives whom god forgets to put in our blood relation but still, they r an integral part of our life.

I met Rajiv first time at Ansals. He was a common friend. Friend of my one friend. Never liked him at first instance, thought he has his habit of throwing attitude (but being at Punjab realized its punju's mental problem... Logon ka isme koi dosh hota nahi!! ... Hahahhaaaa =)) . We became friends gradually and with time did I realized his softer side... Caring, sincere and a good person at heart.

Few instances of our friendship life still makes me smile... A complete lecture on 'attachment n habit' at the flyover of Aksardham... Bunking office for one of us never use to be in mood to work... People enjoy long drives but guess, we enjoyed our long walk (I am not sure about him for I always called him prince of his dream... Where nothing beyond 'land Rover' fits... But, I enjoyed our walks)...our meetings... Dine ins... Coffee shops... Our first kiss, which was complete crazy n unexpected and I would have slapped anybody for that if it wouldn't have been him for his acts always made me laugh and because of them I called him 'Joker'. Its not that he was an unique piece... Dakshu make me laugh the same way now, same brainless chit chats for hours ... But guess,  something stops me calling him 'Joker'. As I told, color of life... It has changed from one to another.

Well, so on that shared auto suddenly an old lady comes ... She was mute, and so old that age have left all marks on that grieved face. Still she was smiling ... And smiling a lot! She had to go somewhere which none of us understood, still I asked the driver to let her sit and could see a gratitude in her old eyes though didn't understood the single word she was trying to express wit action. She got down post few red lights n bestowed me with all blessing for not letting her pay the fares. But, bidding her goodbye I was just wondering that the thoughts which were in my mind before her arrival... Will it carry ever till the age when I will get into that.

I mean... Things which pain us now I know turns into little comedies of life later... But what happens to one that make us smile?

Will I always remember Rajiv the way I remember him now, or will I always miss our friendship?... As I said he wasn't an exception to the colors... But, will his color be always bright when his thought will pass mind or when he will be discussed wit others?

Its Punjab who seems to have refreshed his memoirs again as I have just got few bits n pieces of him recently and was not able to control sharing this thought... Its just like preserving thoughts when I write, for I have never been good wit memories. It always fades. However strong it is!

... But deep down... I really wanna remember few things.. For they had been beautiful colors of my life and worth painting thoughts and memories with them....

Lots of Love! Anji

Women's Heart...

Eyeing "the notebook" lying beside the bed I have this urge to read it some 10th time. Quiet a maniac I am with things I love... I hardly let them go, they are always kept near to heart and most important around.

One thing which connects to this book is the women's heart... Nicolas, no doubt make all of us wonder and desire to have the male lovers like the protagonist of his novels. I have realized with time that one most important thing women want is to be wrapped with warmth in somebody's arm.

This derivative is not because of a personal choice or desire but very closely understanding a girl's heart I knew for sometime but was able to explore at time when it was asked best not to do so.. But, me and my ways of life... Quiet rebel they had been!

One thing I will certainly hide here is her true identity coz never have I ever permitted myself to discuss others life on my coffee table, yes fun part can always be laughed upon but pains.. They are quiet personal and to be respected but I m sure, reading through this blog she will understand... She had been the inspiration :)

She had been quiet a soft hearted and very emotional personal as I have known her from the first day I saw her at my work place... To some extent I have taken training under her mentor ship and known her quiet closely till work gave both of us chance to take care of our respected career path. I met her again almost after a year n half and that too at time I was myself going through some emotional crisis in my life and got to know that she had gone into an unsolicit relation and had almost ruined her life coz of that.

All the while I convinced her to step out and start life I realized that maybe, its with all we girls. We want somebody to take care of us... Give us that emotional support and love and then we just completely give our everything to that person. Though being emotionally strong we girls sometimes get into the act of being emotional fools! :)

Ellie though being in so very much in love with Noah still decided to marry the next guy.. No doubt, security plays a very important role for us. Even being independent in society , facing equal challenges n giving tougher competition, we still wanna be taken care of like ladies. Being realized that inspite of being perfect in every god damn things, we still need to be taken care of. Loved, coz we deserve it. Fought for, coz we give in our entire life for that one feeling called Love.

Wow.. All romantic thoughts here ;)... This is the magic of "the notebook" a glance put me to so many thought... Guess, 10th read is worth it then.

Anyways, lady I was talking about got married and is happily settled. What I heard about her hubby from her guess, she got her 'Noah'  ...

Wish all of us get it too at some point of life... Though its a dialogue from a movie but I completely believe in it with full heart of mine...
"We all should fall in love, love makes us very beautiful person."

Toast to the feeling of love... To Noah... To Ellie...

Lots of Love! Anji

A journey through memories...

Delhi... Being here makes me nostalgic always... Well, I am saying as if its been ages that I had been away but yes, its been almost a year and half that my one belief is challenged..." I can't leave Delhi. "

Lot incidents of past when almost being a drama queen I am I ran away deciding to be away forever and always I came back... For somebody!
Maybe this time the reason is no more there and the belief is challenged, yes I am staying away and with no hurry to be back.

Usually I come to Delhi in night... Not that I can't make it in day time, but I have always loved the nights of the city... In the cool breeze and the busy nights I have always felt the warmth hugging n holding me tightly... Be it be the moments of late night drama rehearsals, being back from store post a tiring day and just be with myself in the moments of journey being back to home, moments when I spent evening alone sitting beside thé monument of India gate and discussing with myself what is it that I want out of life, moments sitting beside someone in the late eves and planning what we wanted out of life, crazy eves running around the city and in no hurry to be back home, a crazy night at gurudwara, highway drives, driving on the roads looking for the place of solace for spending special time with someone special, sitting alone at roadsides watching the traffic pass by.... Night brings all the warmth back all the memories back and ofcourse with them the smiles.

Its been quiet a while I traveled in public transport and it happened that  recently whenever I come to Delhi, somehow I like to take the public transportation and travel enjoying the roads, memory and ambiance. I always wonder that all people traveling what thought they usually have on their mind?

I mean, in day time I usually see the hurried faces... Maybe trying to reach somewhere soon, students crowd r basically relaxed (reminds me of my own college day, what fun it was to travel)... Then came a couple.. Don know student or working but laughing over on some common joke they shared (reminded me of few memories too)... Kids, so carefree.. Enjoying the bus ride and discussing the joy of being on flyover.. Quiet fun it is to get into their shoes and be crazy sometimes (believe me, best when u r traveling alone... Nobody to make you realize how stupid you are acting in public) ;)

Then you have certain routes or sometimes stops which were fav in past, but today you don take them anymore. I guess, if destinations too had expressions or abilities like human they will always make you realize that you have been there after ages. Happens sometimes with my famous hangout places, people complaining about long absence and you just smile and complaint about how occupied your work keeps you... When its actually the empty chair on the other side :)

I read somewhere.... "If you do not travel, you have just read a page of a book called world." Guess, I have finished with one chapter and its time to move on next.

To summarize in 3 words... "Life goes on!"

Hahahahaaaaa (quiet a heavy weight dialogue) ;)

Lots of Love! Anji

Memoirs!!!-- for my smile, for celebration of their birthdays and for the Love and Care I got from them.....

As I always say, life gets complete when you have memories to cherish and laugh over them. For me, I have always been blessed with this part. Memories, people envy and wish to create. (one thing I am sure of, I have lot stories to share with my grand children or even life whenever I sit alone and wonder.

Birthday of two best men ever been into life just passed... I know, what I cannot put together is the celebration to it but then memories are something I will always be filled off........ I am rich and blessed with them :)

Another of my Kid got promoted today... it is feeling of inner peace for me, seeing people grow and achieve what they deserve. I guess, we all are to repay things which life gives us. It has been very kind and caring for me, so I have repay life with Kindness, care and Love. So, a silent commitment I have made to myself years back is to nourish people to my best and see them grow. And when I talk about Love and Care, how can I forget the two men who made an era of life so memorable....

for my smile, for celebration of their birthdays and for the Love and Care I got from them, a small piece of stupid mail to share (lil edited though!!) which still brings smile to my face and spark to my eyes...

Lots of Love! Anji
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From: AMIT MEHTA1 
Sent: Wednesday, June 18, 2008 8:02 PM
To: RAHUL DANDONA ( DEL ); ANJANA SINGH ( DEL )
Subject: RE: Directives !

Dear Anjana,

As u are aware that I am your DRs DRs ( NET NET I am double DR)

MY COMMENTS MARKED IN RED

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From: RAHUL DANDONA ( DEL ) 
Sent: Wednesday, June 18, 2008 7:56 PM
To: ANJANA SINGH ( DEL )
Cc: AMIT MEHTA1
Subject: Directives !
Importance: High

Hello Anjana Singh J

Best Wishes

Few Directives :

• You are not allowed to travel on bus . TRUE
• You have to leave the store @ 8.30 pm ( MAX 9 but not 9.01 pm ) 8.55pm
• You are my DR ( Direct Reportee )  , so will follow only the guidelines given by me .. NOT GIVEN BY ANYBODY ELSE ( Samajhdar ko ishara kaafi hai )

 Ab COW poonchh uthayegee to GOBAR hee degi GAANA to gayegee nahi. HENCE IGNORE T HI S MAN.

• I love you J as of now I like you.    

• I know you also love me J as of now u also like me

• Keep loving me J keep liking me

Cheers !!!

Keep smiling J J

To the memories....

Memories are like songs, they keep replaying in your head until you move on to the next part... But what if there is no next part?
Nah.. I m not being pessimistic but what if we get stuck with player having no rewinds, no forwards and ofcourse memories (songs) keep on repeating?

I always believe in signs... Personally feel that they are the medium via which god communicates with us,at times I have got my lot answers from them... Choosing career, taking biggest or say impossible decisions... Just happened in instances with those signs. But sometimes I wonder, can these signs be misleading?

But why should I ever doubt something which I relate to my almighty but then why does it happen that sometimes we run the most from just comes and appear in front of us like it was ... Or I say it is suppose to be fought on! (Fought for!)
See... Confusing sign here too ;)

Now when talking about memories I am blessed with one thing for which I use to curse baba but now I feel that its the biggest reliever n everybody should be bestowed with the special habit... I don remember things much, ofcourse unless it had been a major dramas! ;)

I don remember school buddies names when I meet them on streets though have had real good times at school (here too barring few with whom instances had been major)... But then, I don remember them too.. Yeah, kinda secret I m admitting or say weakness but this had been the biggest blessing till date ;)
I forget things easily with time ... Quiet I rritating sometimes but then, what's the remedy? (Ofcourse except that follow up folder in my official mail which has all work lined up there due to my brilliant memory and small scribbles I do here and there... Savior they had been till date)

But then... Life is full of twist... I never forget birthdays... Till date never had been an instance when I have forgotten birthday of my loved ones and not wished them (here too barring few dramas ofcourse).. I have always been the reminding calendar for all my friends...

So... Seems today the song is stuck too and I do not have the rewind/forward available... Best I can do is humm along :)

To the memories----------- "hum jise gunguna nahi sakte, waqt ne aisa geet kyun gaaya.... Zindagi dhoop tum ghana saaya... Tumko dekha to ye khayal aaya.... "


Lots of Love! Anji

Attachments!

When you have lot to share and more than that excitement to share. Words fails you.
Old technique... Try it. You meet an old friend/ex after a gap of years and then it is a complete pool of non-sense talks/activities/life you wanna discuss and what you end up saying is "hello.. Its been so long.. So, how are you?"... Complete making fool of the expression when it comes to word. Ahhh! Human, will I say.

Its quiet a pleasure sitting idle doing nothing , enjoying the winter afternoon sun and munching peanuts (will certainly admit that its also full of guilt when u have piled up work to be finished upstairs and irresponsible doing this during official hours... But, I m me !) So, being back to the afternoon enjoyment and current topic over the mind... Attachments! (Naaahhhh, not the heavy mails one but something related to emotions of being human)

Few days back somebody gave me free suggestion (paid I will never take, instead would consider mine in such circumstance) on being attached... Its not good for heart. But then I wonder how is it possible to not being attached when forget about humans, we get attached to small things of ours. I know , many would call it being materialistic or some maybe crazy but then, its a true fact.

Being a girl ( well, I knw we are born pschyos when it comes to attachment) I m attached to my fav pair of jeans.. Wearning over 10 yrs now (proudly I admit, it still fits me!) , my bed (I always feel guilty for not spending nights with it when I have to be on my move), my BB (almost my love), my silky (my strong girlie.. Though its just a metal machine mango ppl call car), my work station... I mean, we get so very attached to them. Ofcourse these non-living things do not make fuss like humans on emotions n love... But they do play vital roles in our life. Few will say that its the memory attached to them and not the things themselves... But then, same is in case of people... Isn't it?
Who remember the nasty beasts who made our life hell in school... We all have one of them who think that their existence is just to show how unimportant you are on planet earth... But, we all do remember our buddies with whom we shared lunch in lunch break (hmmmm... Never gotta chance to steal lunch ever... Quiet descent I was at school time).

So.. Crux is we really can't avoid attachments! And I personally feel that running away can't be solution either... Strange belief I have... Distance don make heart forget but fonder of the one for what we enjoy most is ofcourse time we spent, comfort and that funda we people call... "Compatibility"... Well, that's wit all our stuffs too which we take to belong to us... For Silky do not have power steering n quiet a muscle building activity it is to drive her (my frnds says when they lay their hands on her) but for me... She is a butter cube... Smooth and I enjoy her ride. Same is case for my BB... Hard for ppl to handle him.. But then, we both are use to each other... (A miracle will only make phone work post falling in toilet flush... Mine is still working good )... Hahahhaaaa...

Attachments do not hurt, it makes us realize the place of one in our life. And as I believe in funda of happiness... I prefer to always fight for it!  Regrets, Boredom, loneless , peace... Can be saved for the old age.. Life is once!

Lots of Love! Anji

Rockstar

Rockstar... 10th time I guess!
Why is it I have gone crazy for the movie?
Music no doubt is awesome and so is the story... But then, I guess its Jordon!

In beginning there is a line about right and wrong and then the story unfolds... Today watching again I was just wondering one thing... Dreams take a lot from you. Quiet obvious... Protagonist did it all for his dreams and desires and its not he came out to be a looser... He got it all.

A junior is getting married the next month or say 15 days... Happy to get a man for her life as like a lady she will spend the husband money and be happy about it... I always wonder, how can anybody be happy without being content? But then I heard this saying "anybody who says money can't buy happiness, do not know where to shop" (always wonder do this gentleman was really so happy that he found out the secret?) Only philosopher knows philosopher mind and I do not want to apply yet!

Anyways, maybe!... An acquaintance from past also let down his identity choosing money over happiness (married a lady not happy with but can't leave due to financial support he have from her)... No offence, no comments... I just wonder how can we be so weak that we can't fight for our own happiness and let our characters disappear under our weakness?

Jordon bravery made him the hero.. Rude he was but not to people he loved! Rich he was but contended only with 2 desires of life... A friend called him selfish but never did I found him once doing any selfish deed in story, his love was just about being together... If you belong to each other you have to be together, and that is only which should happen... Right or wrong!  Can never judge this character but will always have a high  thoughts whenever will discuss him.

Afterall it takes lot to be courageous and fight for what you believe is right and for what you love... :)

Lots of Love! Anji

Marriages!!!

Marriages... Quiet a confusing topic!
Nope, its not like I m against it but few concept of this institution is completely head over heals for me.
Well, instead of being a complete bitch showing the indifferent side I would rather admit that once I did thought about it seriously myself. Not that I m always into the lovey-dovey side of the fancied relation (believe me, any day I am ready to bring up a family single handedly , simple reason I m more into kids than man.. Well its a separate topic for discussion other day. So, I will park it here in brackets).

Marriage seems to be the hottest topic now days , not that it is the marriage season but yup, I m entering the age. So, its like the moment u r 14th.. Or in 10th standard, career take over.. In india, moment u r over 25 marriages take over. Only topic amongst friends n family.

Recent conversation calculating the number of friends already admitted into the institution,  number seeing and number who would be qualifying (of course it included few of us too , just not into marriages) , I actually realised that sitting in college canteen we actually had this discussion of life in 2012 n many of us did planned ourselves to be married . So, it was time to give in the reasons for not being one still.

A friend has completely decided not to do love marriage for having a bad experience in past but yes, for family he is completely on to the topic n our invitations soon are promised. A couple (of course both common friend) is just planning certain career settlement n moment this one part goes well they would be heading toward the path of glory. My best buddy is still not ready to settle, but never the less he is looking for the right partner. Another good friend planning to settle in year or two and of course, now when it came to me... CONFUSED!

Not that I have some hard feelings to it but I completely fail to understand... Marriage for what reason?
Company?... I love my own given any day and ofcourse I love my friends company more... Certainely, I can't marry them all at once ;)

Occupany?... My occupation does the job.. Don even let me take that time out with me.. How can I share with somebody else then?

Kids?... Referring to the initial lines... I am ready to raise one myself... Why to get into this entire business of expectations and commitments without will?

Society?.. I give it a damn.. Always :P

Family?.. Hmmm... I can think of marrying.. What so about divorce :/

Well, as I said... Quiet a confusing one... There is this hindi saying... "Marriages are like flour based bengal dumplings, people who do not eat it craves and people who does... Pufff"...

A dear friend of mine, being ditched in love have decided to marry as per parents choice as he can't risk it more... Do this saves him or solve the purpose for marriage?.. I doubt, for unless he befriend the best enemy, life gonna be tough ;)
Now, calling the other one enemy is …not due to sarcasm, I have grown up seeing one couple as one myself and no way I can ever frame them as best buddy in the same frame... Infact, I do not remember too when did they share the frame last...?.. Hahhaaaa, quiet a funny thing to imagine though.. Still :)

but, then coming to one of the cutest couple I have met recently.. No doubt, I am somewhere getting attracted to the dumplings myself. Not that I haven't seen peaceful and lovable couple before but yes seeing a couple missing each other n loving irrespective the other is enjoying life is the first time. And no doubt, this oompphh makes their relation special and attractive too.

Hmmm... Well, I can go on writting another hour as currently I have 10 recent experiences to share but then time is always a constraint for we telecom people trying hands at creativity.. So, gotta rush!
(And yes, I cannot continue the topic for next day or so because I have a very short span of interest level... I might get more excited on someother topic tomorrow n crave to give in thoughts there... "Free gyan" as I often say) ;)

Lots of Love! Anji