It all fits like pieces of puzzle in the end

When you struggle with life everyday, somewhere you want to convince life to lead by your say but as we all know life is the most dheeth form of concept that just never executes according to you. It has its own ways own style and own timings to nudge you unfortunately anywhere in all sensitive organs.

If i observe the story of R my childhood best friend, I find million dikes and spikes in the panorama she has barely managed breath. Making baby steps sans grumble with exhausted foot and teary eyes from country to country she wrote off the magical true love story highly meaningful and live.  If i like the spirit of K my college baby friend who was more than a sister and cute enough to be a sweetener, she was this tigress who never gave up anything that ever challenged her . But misfortune always trace brave hearts like heat seeking missile and hit when they are close to the destiny. I was there when her guts were lofted from being genius-who-does-all-correct to the dark corridors of i-cant-breathe . The brave heart did one thing correct: always respected her people and never was afraid of her sail of life. She fell in love with the most capable person that could possibly complement her triumph-in-every-step habit. Every single uncertainty she had prior to that transpired into a boon. And you know if I tell you about S and S who are getting married tomorrow you will simply forget the epic movie Serendipity and ask one of S to script it. She walked in his life when the other S was scared of standing up after falling bad . That very day. And now they run towards each other so that a moment doesn't go by unkissed. 

My mates T and K weren't exactly aware of each other footsteps on the face of planet and were going in directions that might not have ever come together. They barely exchanged few giggles around Doordarshan days and now 1500 Kms away and 15 years of meeting new people later as nokia connected people they spoke to confess they still think about each other.  As magical the spark appears the brighter and real it was. It was destined. I really danced my breath out when they tied the knot. And I saw D there. I have a simple life ...Even glimpses become highlights. Got those imaginary spring shoes and Glucon D running in my veins. I ran that day at 15kmph and even Ram and Yusuf were big time surprised . We didn't walk  together ever but patted on back when one was low. We infused the spirit of life and love. To me it was the thing we needed. And yes definitely and only from each other. It was destined to bid adieu when smiles were back for the first time that year.  

Lets just be honest to ourselves. Lets be honest to our aspirations. Lets just be honest to efforts . Lets just brave out the fear of uncertainty. Lets simply respect our folks. Lets not rush ...let luck makes it interesting . Puzzle of life shall be interesting enough . Lets hope...It shall and would fall in place. 

Peace Out (with life)

Mummy Papa nahi maanenge...

You know when I saw C for the first time I was bowled over. She was quite certainly the most beautiful girl i have had ever laid my eyes on in my 19 years of life till back then. I was no Tom Cruise but i did manage to cruise one of my most memorable memories absolutely immersed in the fragrance of first love with my dream lady . It all looked like a magic as i realized she was way out of my league despite being my girlfriend. And then it hit me ... those last excuse-matic words ...mummy papa nahi maanenge.I was totally blinded with i cant live without you type of emotions still I survived without cursing. I was naive with colossal hope beyond hopelessness :)

Recently, after zillion years of hanging out with guys in pubs and trekking around tea stalls, Gods own spell of magic again turned my life into a big smile. I had D who was delightful. She was witty and sharp. We were like two chemicals that combine to make a new compound. The new compound was nothing else but pure and absolute happiness. Yes, we had this chemistry that only fairy tales had witnessed. Until...yes the very inevitable until...when she realized she cant go any further and unfortunately we turned into concentrated chemicals which combine to give those fire shots. She had a vision without really validating.. mummy papa nahi maanenge. #Folding hands with a long silent exhale.

I am sure just like me there are more guys out there beyond the bounds of my count who have revered the hope of making it last ...shielded with sanctity of love but living in jeopardy every moment of this emotionally perilous Indian truth only money can buy.

Why do girls go so weak when it comes to establishing the strength of their love to the ones who are biologically programmed to love them. I am not saying it happens to all of them but it happens to many. Especially and very often to those whose boyfriends weren't ultra successful . Why is it so important for a boy to be outstandingly successful. Isn't the quality of him making you most special lady in the world already enough ?

I am not really making a generic point here but yes raising my concern to the anemic section of girls and to the parents who think they themselves or their child really need advises on with whom to fall in love with. Having brought this up, i also tend to ponder why don't girls simply validate bio-data of guys in advance with their parents so as to make their love future proof. Shouldn't this be first logical step in section that normally betrays. It is not exactly parting away with your love but being honest in your belief. I think I shall spread my voice to those who need to know the pain such a thing possibly permeates in otherwise happy and joyous hopeful and ambitious life. The most dreaded pain the world is of betrayal by your love. It doesn't go easily or just doesn't go. 

I understand a very dakiyanusi thought that it is one of those last chances to keep your parents happy. But kids, it isn't the last chance. Parents will always be happy if you will be happy. And parents shall also understand values assimilated by your daughter is her character. If you could examine and thrive skepticism on her love you are unnaturally questioning on her integrity and belief. Girls, last chance is when you had to exercise your eloquence between love against cast, creed or mostly money. More often after that you start living sans loving.

In this free country known for strength of relationships, the real relationship of love stands weakest. Lets be honest with ourselves and lets be transparent with people in our lives who matter. Lets strive to make love last longer than mummy papa ka gussa.  

Quote from my guy friend who requested to post this as last line " ladka patane se pehle mummy papa ko pata leti to meri zindagi to kharab nahi hoti" . 

Adios

Forever ...your truly

I was wondering, rather I was brutally observing the essence of togetherness, the elements of life that bind the two human. The elements of life that connect each and every individual on the face of this planet directly or way too much indirectly, but one thing is sure…everyone is related by blood or by feelings.

Life is in the most beautiful form is with the person whom you love most. It can be parents when you are young, it can be lover/beloved when you are adult and it can be your kids when you were ageing . My prime concern delegated in these few lines would be the causes that ruin the relationship with loved ones. It is a sinking feeling and everyone hates it . It is painful phase and a very gradual heal…unfortunately it is the only healing process no one wish to get through and revive till they actually does. It is a four way hysterical cold war , a part of it is constant struggle between mind and heart and the rhetorical pretext from the other half of relationship.

In my observation, I found judging one prematurely tends a person to carve out mistakes out of normal gestures by the other. An incomplete understanding of the backdrop of situation/intent/objective can make the best of moment life could offer into the most miserable phase of togetherness. Trust is a the biggest reward among mankind and takes a lot of time to ripe. Your judgment can go wrong but other person might never had intended to break the trust. Wait for the long haul.Judge very carefully.

Open to feedback, prominent cause of glitches between the two. It has often been noticed that the generic feedback by one person is not been taken very well, and almost all those often times the counter reply was an attack on the first person’s personal habit or action. This very much likely causes rift between the two. Both the person in relationship must attribute to their openness to the feedback. After all , this is the only way you understand thought spinning in other person’s mind. It is a rational demand for any relationship to work in positive direction. Closely on the same ground, in a situation where unintentional goof-up splashes the ground, both the person should work as a team to undo the mess than finger pointing the responsible out of tiny mini unwanted dire straits of life .

For any relationship to nurture , brood and breath to bliss both the people involved should have clarity on the expectation with the other . It is highly desirable to fulfill the expectation of other. It helps from initial stage where relation broods… it helps both the person be aware of extent of their desirability and worth in other person’s life. In a run, when relationship nurtures…it helps both the person be aware of wants and demands of partner. It can bring spice, it can bring pleasant surprises, most importantly it relieves mind from fast pumping of heart and nervous mind… it removes the element of uncertainty from the relationship only giving positive outflow of a sound mind and heart …the conducive ambiance for love to breath.

In the failing sequence of relationship that closely work with the above mentioned negativity is the demand to make and feel special. It has been widely seen that the two special people just cant get enough of value from each other and in demand of seeking and feeling more special … sometimes place explicit demand to be felt special. Sometimes one of the two plot a fake story to acquire that attention . The contention of forced kind never and would never lead a relationship to any level. It is morally logical to respect and expect equal . The love would always find its way , out of its regular way to surprise and delight the two mates meant to be together. Constant endeavor of one side of efforts to make the other person feel special only makes the doer feel used and receiver to take former granted. It is ethically wrong.

For any goof up and the time of life when high tide of misunderstandings really swept the peaceful shore off the hook, the ego ruins years and life that could have been boon and bed of roses for the two mates in love. The ego holds your feelings back . No matter how strong the desire to hug urges, ego restricts human mind with a question 'why the fucking me' . Remember, relationship of any kind is always team work and never one against the other. The two meant to be together should always have this keen-ness of being an integral part of the other. Eventually being in relationship every person changes to align themselves with the wants of other. In this transition there are selfless happiness and there are unwanted bitterness . But the transition made well defines the intensity of togetherness.

And sometimes jealousy screws the real deal. Jealousy and possessiveness the two vital part of every relationship are only the positive indicators but very often misunderstood. Telling sheer love and desire. Sometimes it is not taken well…sometimes it is not done well either. I would suggest that there are ways to deal with it . Rather than retaliating take it positive and deal with the person having these feelings with affection. These feelings only erupt at the time when your share of affection goes somewhere else and was expected somewhere else.

In the end folks, I would only advice, willingness to be together is the world’s most intense feeling and no matter what works for you or not... the said intent to live a life with someone does always find its way . Life is full of ups and downs and words in argument change with mood and situation. Follow your heart and don’t hold back your feelings. Goof ups , crisis, external intervention, scarcity of resources will always come and go…but your soul mate might be the only one. Love freely and passionately. There is no better feeling than holding your lovers hand …the way it slips down to bind into fist of the other …with utmost ease and mostly by itself…relationship should be somewhat at similar ease only to brood love and grow...the depth of a relationship is not only in good expressions but more in the intensity to fight against the odds and willingness to be together.

Arrange : ERAGRIAM

I am a sophisticated human being, drink expensive wine, my professional extent revels in research on blue chips, I discuss world economy with my friends over cigar, I graduated from IIT, I was a scholar, I have travelled across the globe , I earn in dollars, sometimes in sterlings, sometimes in Euros. I am the best, I am potent and I am competent, I am just 29. I drive Jaguar.I am the most coveted Indian prototype for the families back in India looking for a groom for their hot daughters.

I am Miss Ludhiana, an MBA, work with O & M , I am tired of being proposed by almost all the acquaintances encountered in life . I am most desired female in the town, I will drive Ferrari,I need not compromise but still in worst case porche/Jaguar will do.

The two people unfortunately had a common uncle. Talks were broached and pleasantries exchanged . Professional photographer clicked snaps holding hands , with complete family standing at the back and sides were promulgated on orkut and facebook. Desire intensed to the grand finale occasion and they got married on 12th Feb 2005.

3 years down the line ...

Merit : Both are so happy together. God bless them.

Demirit : Guy - 'Man she is so pretty, I love her'. Woman- 'He gave me a Lamborghini, what else can I ask him'.

Conclusion : Material could give you a prospects to envy neighbours, future like a 10 year old who has room full of toys but no one to play with. Reasons to love should be eternal.Affection/delight/belonging beyond time-money continiuum fetches you a better future.

Above mentioned were the best case scenarios of an arrangement that turned into a marriage. In the season sale , mostly degrees for guys and milky white skin for gals are auctioned, sometimes even vice versa :) . In off season - gals are asked to pose 360 degree to show their figure(In such arrangements is it this easy to stare there :P ), guys were asked to stand (just to check I guess), gals to dance( kothe pe baithaooge kya ? ) , guys to talk about their ambition and statastics they have achieved so far(ab tum bhi le lo :( ), and so on...In this particular phase of sale , rejections are the biggest low of young ones. They may feel dejected, hopeless and helpless but I do not understand why parents keep their game up at the warfooting level all the time. Why couldnt they understand marriage is not about marrying a degree or marrying a person of same caste, or even marrying a good (read rich) family, instead an up-top subject about marrying your soul mate . In hurry I forgot to mention my personal favorite demand from the guy side -'We want our bahu to be highly qualified...but we would not want her to work post marriage ' :) (I am still thinking what crap to write here !) .

Marriages are supposed to be one of the most beautiful moment of life. Its a life time commitment of loving each other.

This article is dedicated to all the parents if it reaches that far ...

Dear parents,

I understand your world shrinks to an almost end when your daughter says 'Dad I am in love'. I understand ...but what is wrong with that. Didn't u want your daughter to love anyone before heading for sex or u want her to have sex and and then love some random guy who is just lucky to belong to your caste .

Cant you give her happiness of a life time ...I have a question here ...Society has two set of concerns - 1. You got your daughter married to the person she loves...you got her married to him. Man you really love your daughter.

2. You got your daughter married to someone of your own choice(read our choice). Man you really love us.

I want parents to give their take on this . Please mail me at sinha.prasoon22@gmail.com

Second, you always wanted us to study, be in the competition, any call from any gal/guy were parallely picked by mom, you never let me play/party/picnic/nigh outs/school tour/college tour.Always told me its a wild world ...stay away. And just coz I never went outside alone ..I dont have anyone speacial...by the gradual isolation I am bound to go for an arrangement you would set for me to hook up with someone to love. And to my amazement the moment I would get done with rituals whole khandaan would force me to go into the room with a glass of milk and almonds...TAB KAHAN GAYEE SAARE SHARAM. How come you expect a young and always protected(read instructed) guy/gal to react to this .

I have zillions of complaints with this concept and I have all genuine . I do not see any unreasonable element for introspection. Human mind is agile and keeps wandering. Getting the best of mind and heart stays happy. I have qualms and I have saddened. But I guess it certainly needs a change . To this particular thing I guess there could be no revolution overnight . It is high time and parents should consider the ambition of their kids towards their soul mates as clearly as they demand clarity in career.

PS - The topic of this article may be confusing ...I did it intentionally...To me they are alphabets from MARRIAGE( ARRANGED ! ) making no sense arranged in whatever order when forced :)

Rushing into ...matters

I have been rushing into things from my adulthood. Phases of life that came as consequences were good and very good . Life was sprawling me sparkling opportunities and merry went around all the time :) . I was serious with roll with time theory....when it ticks sour, change ur role...where it ticks temptation...just roll over there ...and had approx 70% hit ratio .But the ratio kept detriorating,day by day ...month by month. I remember one fate-less night I approached every single female in a mall in pune to join me to Jazz By the Bay ...I guess the occasion was Valentines and stags were strictly prohibited. I also wondered does it make one nincompoop if he wasnt able to find a suitable gal for himself .Time and again similar fate were collided with me head on but I faced all very smilingly .

And then I realized, I have bcome mature I was 26 then, my friends were getting married and some were even sending cards for baby shower . I thought for a change I shall not rush into things anymore.I had screwed some half a million things already in past and now is the time to think and rationlize quanity, quality and demand:) ..no i meant the right choice for the long write up of life . I kept judging the parameters and parameters were factors to deal with me in the best possible way. I wasnt fussy to throw tantrum now and then... just that I was picky ...picky for the one . I undoubtedly had 3 amazing short rides to expose the delicate fringes and intricacies of the longer one. My heart wanted to permeate the imaginary impediment I had set forth and my mind wanted a peace ...to go on its own pace.

For the first time in life I let mind win to rule me and carry further my extremely experienced life ... And I collapsed. I always wanted to do 'Rehna hai tere dil mein ' and I was just moving good with the pace...had the most beautiful thing captivated my attention at a wedding with her rosy cheeks and toxic moves ...moving very slowly all composed and calm.. infact only moving when life itself made some budge , didn't screw anything ...nothing stupid, I had my admiration very very clear to this point but havent made it intense passion yet ...this was one imp among other things I had learnt in past ...lot strings were attached and my mess could have pulled all down...but I rested for another fateful evening ...and another and another ...and when Phyan was about to hit Bombay and the most romantic breeze was hugging me in pune ...pat came a call saying sorry pal...prepare for one more fall ..unfortunately this was the one doll ..I longed to ball :) !!!

My very own ....cheezy ...Pick up lines

Kanu inspired to come up with this one ... to blog my favorite pick up lines I use in day to day life to impress gals . But I would like to tell you all that these lines when I say.... I dont intend to say it all just like that ...but ,I do mean when I state them.

+ "No wonder why I am single yet " . To all the gals till date :)

+ "Wouldn't it be interesting if .... I father your dreams " . To Kimi , on her orkut custom tag

+ "Your eyes say all the ans I need... except your phone number ". To Nandini, Goa

+ "You seem to be as hot and soft as molten wax drippin down the candle " . To Neha, after shower.

+ "Hi mam,you seem to own major stakes in http://www.worldmostbeautifulgal.com/ . I would like to invest my time money and emotions in your company as a partner . Let me know if this entices you.You can go through my portfolio at orkut or facebook . We can mutually benefit emotional and pleasure crisis " . Yet looking someone worth to text this .

..to be continued till I get married :)

The faster you hit pot holes... the smoother it feels

Beleagured with intangible intricacies of blooming love hate relationships in depth and in volumes for few years I have procured a recipe from culinary base of my cranium and its working on and off , sometimes for me sometimes for rest of my x-world :) 

Overtly, my first fling that dates back to 2002 was a serious  one and I have been devastated by deliquescence it was subjected to and I hated it . I fell ill/ill fated/into illusion  . Yeah I was naive from these play games . It was a fate and I wasn't cribbing . Infact the kid in me had declared a serious warfare against my fate which I cherish now that went well for the girl which proves latter in my opening line .

I underwent drinking in dark , my favorite phrase but the worst phase which I relate to now . Did not witness any sunrise, did not had a heart to see sunshine and did not bother to see sunset . The best of pinkish sun set shine I missed purposely . I was broken and wanted to get better by my own. I wanted to break free from the protocols of this world and go back to time where there weren't society weathered callous graves which I need to pay homage to .Drinking I don't necessary relate to boozing but something one tends to fall back upon when traumatized . I can call talking to Kan/Nod/Abhi/Adi as drinking for that matter . They were  supporting me and making me feel good. Fortunately I had so many drinks :P to count in the form of friends who actually overshadowed betrayl over affection . This helps getting a life ...I guess from here on I cultivated this habit of full order repeat :)  in pubs I enjoy . 

I was a kid who had had just lost his love . No matter what who says that goes , the bygone always persisted in illusion .  And this illusion illustrated itself into wallow in wail. Yeah after the dringking in dark , next phase post break up definitely reaches out loud in the form of taking pleasure in sadness .I kept thinking of her , at my home , in Blore , in Pune and no matter what story I have been told but to my illusion it was standing straight befriending me with the fact ...true love never dies ,which actually never did . It curtailed few emotions though on which I will come later . Talking about wallow in wail...it all starts with mesmerizing beautiful moments , recounting memorable ones zillon times a day , smiling alone whilst dreaming about her/him...and surprisingly one tends to analyse each and every single move , every expression, every word and every sense panorama has got . Its a phase of analysis , a phase of knowing each other more , ironically sitting alone and thinking gives you all the answers which you may have not idolised or reacted to or observed in relationship . A phase where you care for not being love of life but in terms of gestures more of humane. I remember C fell ill when she herself decided to call it off . I never gave it a thought unless I took pleasure in reminscing her mood swings recalling this one in the form ...how beautiful she was looking even she wasnt well that day.But something stupid I made my way with that moment was ...she was not well and I was shouting ...how mean was I . I should have have taken a mature way to make her feel better . These things doesnt come instaneously but time bless you with such a thinking , and as Murpheys law states , this happens only when things go out of hand . 

Well , feel flirt the third and last lable under this banner makes you really smart . You gear up with the best of pick up accent assimilate a lot tricks about bonding  at lightening pace and hit it . And as I was talking about curtailment of few emotions ...you actually observe that the very emotion that has made you feel so brilliant in the first one you ever hadhas gone . And that proves ...why u always cherish your first kiss, first hug and so on ...I dont know I never felt the same warmth I had while holding hand . I now feel as if I am holding a stick to make the stick cross road for formality :) .I dont see my hands sweat holding a rose anymore...I dont even remember whether I held any in last few years though. I dont run now if am late . Doesn't mean I didnt get any but the first fling actually makes you a man. I was Raymonds man by the mid of 2004 and ever since I had been splendid in bonding market , quite bullish :) . 

I could hardly make any speeches but fond of being called Love Guru. I just presume life full of rough patches is good to grow . It makes you mature , makes you rationale towards relationship and your very own ambitions . It takes a lot of time coping with lathargy injected in you with those bye bye ...bye gones ...but I will suggest to keep your brain not on rest for something you had lost control of ...instead get going for all other million reasons to smile . 

Please read the topic once again(thats the concluding line) [:)] .