bewildered and abashed Anush, Drinking yet cognizant for his best friend Anush:
Rahul, melodramatic Divya and Swindler Minakshi will take you through a great
roller coaster ride of love, life and back! Saying it a book will curtail the
writer’s creativity. It can be best depicted as portraiture of an art called
writing a book. A good read, and must
read for the youth today. As the dynamism of the character Anush who wins over
tumult going within him; will inbreathe you to fight and face the oppressive
situations in your life. Lucid chum Rahul precepts the paradigm and redefines
the limits of best friend! Altruistic Divya teaches one how to love your loved
ones! Bewitching Minakshi warns you of the ruses you are unaware of! The author
is a new elegant and originative writer; he put the incidents and has yarn such
a zealous web of story around all the characters. He also can be framed as poet;
as the poems inscribed in the book are multitudinous or rather extraordinarily
I don't know why wrote such a childish poem, it does not even rhyme well sometimes but your feelings are such which you can't hide. I am missing her on this very special day. But i imagined a happy end of our story and imagined how life will change a year after year......this time please bear it with me people!!! (and i know the poem's childish, but this is what i felt today!!!)
You are the one,
The one n only one,
One love of my life,
The story I’ve spun!!!
Two & only two,
We n only us,
Want to be together,
Itnahi, aur kya bus!!!
Three n only three,
With you only you,
I wanna grow,
My family tree!!!
Four n only four We two n our,
Two kids for sure!!
Five & it’s almost five,
We are busy in our lives,
Still I’ll love you so much,
Will take you on a drive,
Six n only six
It was your b’day
& I didn’t greet,
You are upset,
& I am the only one
Who can fix!!
Seven n only seven,
We are together
N also even,
And you are with me,
What’s the need of heaven!!!
After the exam I
planned to write a lot…I planned to update my blog everyday! But then I gave it
a second thought…writing is not about updating your blog, or not about writing
something everyday…but writing about what you feel, letting your heart flow
through the wordy ocean that keeps summoning the tsunamis of your
emotions. I went to the college recently
to collect my provisional degree, of course without uniform or bag or anything
which I would have cared about if had been coming to college for attending it.
When I entered the gate the guard gave me a recognizing smile, I said “bhaiaa
aaj clg uniform ke liye bahar khade nai karoge??” and he answered, actually
stated that made me feel different…. “ Ab aap bade hogaye bhau, ab aap clg me
padhne thodehi aye honge!!!” (You are a pass out now sir; you won’t be studying
in the college anymore!). That made me feels something rarely different. I was
in hurry so I didn’t bother to think about it long, I waved him a “ram ram” and
went on. I …