You hurt me n i heart u back

the dayz of college when u hearted someone n someone hurt you back ..
i tried to convey you d reality n tried to bring u on d track..
u shared hundreds of hours of the person whom i never wanted to know..
consumed mine quality hundreds for nothin..now u should know..

when u got sober, u forget everything I did for u..
even the worst ,u start hating me.. why the hell I did dis for u..
i never want you to realize that I did anything..
but wanted respect which I can never compromise.. for u it could be merely a thing..

I asked you to respect d relation v had..
but u respected those who were not wearing genuine clad..
I had pleny of friends who understood the meaning of being Me..
but you were not yourself and you always took care of your's 'me'.

I heart u for the kind of person you were not ..
you hurt me for the kind of person I should have not..
It is very easy to say na..you are second close to me..in fourth month of f****ship..
when actually first close never existed..and neither in your mind , the true meaning of friendship..

I know you now and your **** tantrums..
you can't even stand to listen what you did, and keep your mouth mum..

Alas! why did I meet you now.
Do you wanna repeat the samething somehow..
I will teach you a lovely lesson..
u hurt me n i heart u back ..not dis one.. but another one.. ?????

No ping in busy phone

I think I am one of those busy people who spend most of their time on their phone. Cant imagine why but most of that time is passed in thinking about a single person who is just a friend of mine. I have more than 78 friend in my gtalk list but hardly I wait for anyone's ping (few exception are their). But after March, looking at my phone has become my habit. No matter it vibrates or not, I used to think a friend of mine has pinging me (here  I am talking about a very particular friend of mine). A friend who disturbs me a lot, just to say good morning and good night with a beautiful smile. Just a line and I cant keep myself away from my cell phone no matter where I am or in what condition.

Theory of conditional Reflex by Ivan Pavlon is not only applicable to dogs. It is also applicable on human beings. A bell ring and dog will salivate. In the same way, a ping on my phone, I will think it is Gtalk ping from her. Mobile may ping for email, sms and other reason but my mind doesn’t respond that way.

I was waiting for her ping from early morning but considering the fact that she had habit to sleep till 9 A.M., I was destined to wait.

I was opening her chat window after every 2-3 minutes thinking that gmail is not working fine and she might have sent me message in offline mode. I have pinged her many times before but first time in my life, my ego was playing role and blocking my way from my sweet heart (not GF). It was hard to imagine or tell how much I was missing her. Instead of doing my important stuff I was thinking about her and feeling bad about our last meeting in which we didn’t even talk nicely. I know she was feeling bad about my rude behavior and she was hurt a lot but I was feeling the same.

I was missing everything of her, her smile, her useless talks, her fight and many more things. The day was like a year for me.

Finally at night 10, I got a ping from her when I was eating Pizza. I kept my pizza aside and started talking to her and ask her did she miss me? I know the answer was yes but she will never say yes.

Just after 2minutes I got call from her for good night wishes and I know she only wanted to hear my voice. She wanted to tell me that she is fine and I am missing you. Her way of talking told me everything and I just loved it.

Now I don’t know what to say more but all that I can say is I love you and you will always remain in my heart. I will end with one Bengali phrase

 “Tumi robe nirobe hridoye momo”

Friend or Joker - My life for someone

Many of many friends use to tell me that I am his/her friend. Whenever they are sad they use to call me or come to me to share their problem and asking for solution. I use to think that I am his/her good friend so I should think about them. They are my friend and they need my help.

Many friend comes to my life and I enjoyed every moment with them and then they left.. But I never felt wrong or bad for them as god didn’t design in that way. I won’t say he created me to love everyone but I can say I never want something wrong happen to anyone.

05^th August, 2012, its friendship day and everyone is wishing their friend to remain with them. But there is something wrong going in mind. From childhood to today, I was there for my friend no matter it is day or night. I was never late or I will I use to reach before time so that they don’t have to wait for me.  But same never happened with me. I have to ask them when they are meeting and have to assign all my work according to their schedule without thinking of mine. Are they taking me as option to pass their time? Are they taking me as Joker who can entertain them? All my blogs, my personal life, my failure and my problem are used to make them smile. So does this mean they are my friend but reverse is a myth.

There is one famous Quota by someone

"Never make someone your priority, when they only make you an option" 

Sometime I think this quote was written for my type of personality.

There are always reason of complain but I am not making any complain. Actually I should be making any complain as I had given people thought about me. Reaching to their place by covering more than 30 km just to see them and eat ice cream with them. Even after travelling so much they will tell you that I am wasting my time. It’s always their plan but according them it’s me who is disturbing their life

I will finish just by saying you

"It's Obvious You don't listen when I talk, may be You'll listen to my footsteps as I walk away"

I see you

There I saw you today,
looking as elegant as you always did,
you were wearing blue,
the color which suited you most,
the streak of happiness on your face,
and the laughter that followed,
make me wonder why were we not meant to be,
for you said you loved me,
so did I,
6 months of pain, and it still remain,
I wish you could hear me and read my feeling


for someone special

Clean room with no fun

Its was June16,2010, when I started my journey in MBA. Soon after few days , I met with one interesting Guy from Ahmedabad, Gujarat. After a few days he shifted to our Flat in Sanskriti. During that six month I came to know that he is Tech freak. Give him one laptop with internet connection and he can pass his entire day without talking with anyone.

A person who would wake up at 4 in morning and start praying by standing on one leg and we all 5 flatmates would ask each other to slow down our voice or sound till 8 in morning

After six month, we all five flatmates along with Chandan shifted to Flat no - 141 of Sanskriti and this guy became my roommate.

After some days, I realised that this person keeps his side very dirty and keeps all his food Item on his bed or nearby. 

Basically he use to do only three work
1. Sleep
2. keep reading technical blog and etc or keep himself busy in his lappy

3. Keep his bed as dirty as possible.

But he is the one of those person in LBSIM on whom I can trust blindly. On every sunday I used to fight with him to clean the room and he used to do it silently. But here comes the problem. After cleaning the room, He use to bring all his material back to the room and our room became same as before.

But before going to home, he made sure that the room is clean and photo of the same is uploaded on Facebook.

The person with whom I celebrated my new year and other occasions and to whom I'd say anything I wished.

After MBA got over, Everything seems to be over.

Now I have a very clean room but still there is something missing. I do have friends with me but I cant feel that much freedom to talk which I was feeling earlier. I am now missing new Gujrati songs and some talks which had become a part of life.

I am missing every moment that I spent with my best friend Mr Akshar Patel

Thanks for Being My friend Buddy.

From virtual world to real life

How many times do you really think that you can trust anyone blindly?

How many times do you think that someone is close to your heart and even if you haven't seen him/her in real life?

How many times unknown person become your lifeline to live and your motivational guru?


I hardly think answer of any of these question is more than zero or hardly one.


the simple reason to this question is how can we trust any person without knowing him/her. Today is the era where even you can't trust your real life friend then question of trusting on virtual friend is next to impossible.


But life of everyone is not same for everyone . Trust factor varies from person to person and mostly it depend upon your attitude and behavior of other person..

Today, I will talk about 2 girls ( can't mention their name but will write the nickname for them) who became a part of my life and I cant remember any day which has passed without chatting with them.

I can share all my feelings with them. We love to pull each others leg. I can talk freely with them on any topic.

I hardly remember that they are unknown from any story of mine which happened in the last 1 year.

Girl 1 : Gyan Baazi karni wali (GB)

A sweet, naughty, calm and sincere with great humor. Finding this type of girl is very tough as all these qualities are generally not present in girls. Even if they are, then the combination of all is next to impossible.

She is the girl with whom I can share my every feeling . I  love to annoy her till she start shouting at me or start fighting with me. Suddenly a line comes from anyone of us
"I don't want to talk to you. Remove me from your friend list". But after every 10 second I make sure she didn't do it and reply to the post. If she didn't then my next post is like
"I told you don't talk to me"

I can even write a whole book on you but I think this is enough for Now :)

Girl 2 : Blue Chilly 

Again a sweet, naughty but calm. Looks great in blue. She is one of those girl with whom I can spend my hours talking on and on without considering the fact that are we talking rubbish or our talk makes any sense.

For every small matter, she starts crying and shouting like small kid and make sure that the other person accepts that she is right.

Whenever we meet, her dialogue are
"Tu toh helmet pahan ke bike chala raha hai lekin mere pass helmet nahi hai...baal bikhar jaa rahe hai"
"Tere piche beth ke baal me sing nikal aaye hai"
"I hate those people jo adhi adhuri baat mujhse karte hai"
"Bata tu kya chuppa raha hai mere se...tu zarur kuch chuupa raha hai ...bata bata"


Trust me after this sentence she will keep saying BATA BATA  till I tell her some story.

Finally what should I say about the virtual friend or real, I cant even decide on whom I should trust. 

But the thing is these girls are my sweetheart I will remember this even after 30 years

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