Hello everyone,
Writing after a long time I suppose....well,whenever I write I am at the brim of my emotions..sad,happy..whatever..Today I am carrying a mixed bag...I am sad,because I lost something forever and I am happy because I learnt something forever..And always remember one thing..people come into your life,people go..but your learnings and experiences are something which will remain with you lifelong..More you learn,the better person you become...Well,enough of "gyaan" :)
Many of you must have seen "Toy Story-3"..Its about a child who had his toys,those toys were his best friends,and now when he grew up,he had to abandon those toys and give them away to someone else....ooooooo..tough..yes indeed very very tough!!! For a girl like me who is possesive even about her chocolate wrappers(you may be knowing about this if you have read my testimonial on orkut written by one of my uncles),it's very very tough to give away something precious to a person whom I don't even know..never even seen....well,I did that today....Yess..I finally did it..I gave away my most precious toy to someone who needed it more than me..I had enjoyed my share of moments of playing with that toy of mine...now,it's some other child's turn to enjoy..and its high time for Miss Sanchaita Sarkar to grow up :)
My tag line on skype is "My mind tells me to give up..but my heart won't allow.." and a colleague once sent a mail saying "Whenever there is confusion between which is correct..mind or heart...just judge...what are you better at". I asked him,how do I know that? He asked me "how were you at studies?" I replied.."I was pretty good".then he asked "Have you ever done some big kind of daan or something.." I said "Nooooooo"....he concluded,"Then you are good at your mind.. " :) Hey Sharad,I did a big daan today yaar....now what..now you tell me whether I have a good mind or a good heart :)
After finally deciding that yeah..this toy is now getting bored with me,it needs a new child who can play with it..i felt so sad for the toy..I had tortured it so much..the little toy seemed to smile after long long time..yeah,it must be sad for leaving me(I mean I am not very sure :),they had so shown in the movie that the toys were sad to leave the child..so I concluded..haha :) ).
Now comes in the final hero of the story.....I did a great job by giving away the toy...but the motivation behind it was Ajay...my best friend Ajay...he taught me "If any action done by you can bring a smile on someone else's face,even if it fetches tears to your eyes..do it." I did it Ajay,I did it..many faces are lightened up today...many..yes there are tears in my eyes ofcourse..but the world seems to be glittering in those tears..Thanks,for teaching me such a nice lesson..I will always remember it "Khud ke liye jeeye to kya jeeye...kabhi auro ke liye bhi jee ke dekho".It's an amazing feeling...I feel I have lost a lot..but I have gained a lot as well.So,a million dollar thanks to you my dear friend..for everything..you are the best friend,philosopher and guide I could ever get.. Yeah,I am a bit lazy at maintaining contacts..but I remember everyone in my heart..You will soon be married and I tell you,married life is a hell busy one..(hehe..speaking as if I am so experienced)..but yeah,its a fact..it is indeed tough to maintain contacts with all friends at a later stage in life...I may not even be able to attend your marriage..but this post which is especially dedicated to you goes as your wedding gift..(saste mein nipat gayi naa...hehehe)....but,you know the cost right..? Not so sasta..Lemme know how you liked my gift..
And for all my friends out there,if you want a similar wedding gift..don't just sit there like couch potatoes..teach me something,add to my personality...may be there will be a post for you as well :)Till date,Ajay deserved one :)Not to forget mentioning names of few friends who had been with me in the toughest of my times.thanks Ankur,thanks Manju,thanks Shipra,thanks Chunu,thanks Arham,thanks Ashish,thanks A1 and A2 bhaia and thanks Gautam...(milega milega tum sab ko bhi milega gift)
Good luck Ajay....and wish you a very happy married life..God bless!!!
PS:- A request to all those who leave comments on this blog..I want all of you to wish my friend on this auspicious occassion..this would add on to my gift :) And for you Ajay...you lazy lump..you got to thank each of them in turn..naak mat katana meri..samajh mein aaya :)
Bbye..........
My blog is named "Penning Down.." I have always felt that paper and pen are one's best friends...now that keyboard and monitors have taken their place..but feelings are still the same..Never keep feelings bottled up in your heart..If you have nobody to share your feelings..just pen them down..
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
To be or not to be........
To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action. - Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd.
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action. - Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd.
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