Salutation

It was the first time I saw her speaking with someone. She was on the other side of the library hall with one of my friend. They shared a laughter as I approach there, and it appeared like they enjoyed their moment. I greeted my friend and said “Hi” to the Miss. I realized that I will get late to catch the bus so I gave a quick hug to my friend and said goodbye to the Miss. 🙂

The next day, I was sitting on a couch in the corridor, waiting for my next class. There she came, walking in my direction. Her class was next to my class, so she sits and waits. “Hi” I greeted her. She said nothing. :/ Maybe she didn’t hear it. I stood up and moved to my class as my professor entered the classroom. 🤓

I didn’t really know, “If she heard and ignored me, or didn’t she heard my salutation?” I asked myself. 🤔
The class got over. It was an interesting session, but I was very tired. Heading towards the bus station, I saw her walking to-and-fro the bus stop. “So she also takes the bus?” I asked myself. Maybe this time, she will hear my salutation. When I reached the bus stop, I said in a loud voice “Good Afternoon”. Now it was confirmed, I know she won’t reply. 😳

Two weeks later, I was in the Math center, helping junior students with their homework. She came, passed by, and sat down. Miss was really silent. I was able to notice she had a problem, she needed help, but she won’t call the Math tutor. Then she raises her hand and made a sign to call the tutor. Why can’t she just say “Excuse me, sir?” I asked myself. Here my friend came, she greeted me and I greet her back. 🙂

“Can you please help my friend?” my friend asks.
“Sure, I will.” I replied.
“Thanks, and please be patient with her; she is deaf.” 😐

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His Words, Her Reaction

Sometimes He says He loves me..
Sometimes He says He does not..
Sometimes He says maybe..

And I don’t care anymore. (She Smiles) 🙂

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A Gathering

Saturday, 19:07

A scarlet colored sun is about to set and here I am in a park close by the swimming pool center. My friend called me and told that few of his friends are here today and he wants a gathering. My friend and the guys I was told about were already seated at the place and were enjoying themselves, I also joined them. 🙂

After few talks and rewind of memories, a guy came up with some questions. 😉 I heard from my friend that this guy is a good observant. The questions were about sharing your thoughts. It sounded extremely great activity.

And he started, 😉

First question came up for a guy who’s exceptionally funny. 😀 He makes everyone laugh. He was asked, ‘What is the one thing you’re trying extremely hard to accept?’ 😉 He looked at the observant and said, ‘at the moment.. you!!’ 😀 Everyone chuckle and then he answered ‘Hard to accept that life is too short not to have the perfect coffee and haircut you want.’ 😀

The next question to a other person, ‘If you want to write a note for yourself, what it would be?’ Uncommonly he replied, ‘at 17 or 21, nobody is worth stressing over. Leave people behind, move on. It is time to find yourself, the world is yours and.. life goes on.’ This was marvelous thought to make a note of. 🙂

It was my turn now. 😛 I was asked, ‘A type of mistake which you would never want to do?’ I took a couple of seconds and said, ‘I could never cheat on anyone. It’s a wrong doing I couldn’t live with. Knowing that you destroy someone’s trust is bad, but destroying someone’s perspective on love is far too worse.’ 🙂

Another question was thrown to the funny guy, ‘If you want to gift a book to your friend sitting next to you. What will be the book named?’ He laughed at the question first. 😀 He knows the person next to him very well. He shortly replied, ‘:D How to start a conversation to make friends. Very much he is in need of this.’ 😀

The last question was asked to my friend who was just listening to everyone’s thoughts.
The question to him was, ‘Tell one of the worst part of not being friends with someone anymore?’.
All of a sudden the smile was lost. 😐 I was aware of the condition he was in the recent past. He didn’t looked at anyone and it appeared that he was dragged back in memories. He answered, ‘One of the worst part is you cannot talk to them. You cannot tell them all the little things you used to share with them. You cannot tell them as they are no longer part of your life. It is sad because you used to tell them everything but now you can’t and it is weird.’ 😦

To ease out the serious faces around, he brought back the smile on his face and pretended that everything is all right. The other guys also got relieved after seeing the smile back on his face. How easily he managed to convince his mates who were unaware of his state. It is explainable that people smile to hide pain, sometimes people laugh to hide the tears.

A smile can hide so much pain. 😐

The 100th Post

Hi 🙂

This, the post you’re reading right now is the 100th post on this blog (I wonder if you couldn’t have guessed it from the title. 😉 😀 )

It’s been a journey that I never thought coming. I can say.. it’s huge.. 100 Posts. ❤

It’s been amazing journey from my first post, Journey to NIIT University, Neemrana , that was posted almost a year ago to my 100th post. When I first posted my thoughts, I never thought that later I will be posting 99 more blog posts, I even didn’t thought to post 10. But it has just happened that I am posting my 100th blog post.

I don’t have many friends who blog but I signup-ed on WordPress because one of my friend wanted me to read her posts. And I really liked reading what she writes, maybe because it was better than the stuff in the textbooks. 😀

After my first post on WordPress, I almost didn’t posted for next 3 months because I never thought of blogging and my first post just came when I was ideal. Slowly and slowly, I started to post more often. It may be because I got more time and writing a random thought was a pleasant thing to put in. I never got addicted to blogging but I’ve always tried to post regularly and till now I’ve prosper in doing it.

I say, a blog becomes more powerful when it is being loved by people. And due to all lovely blogger’s who have visited my blog and have read my post and even appreciated it by liking and commenting is far more greater than anything else which has made me to post regularly. It’s been remarkable how much this blog and its posts has been loved. ❤

I would like to mention few of the posts that have been liked most and few of the posts that are close to me. 🙂

The post that has been liked most was, “You can always make money, you can’t always make memories”  ❤
Definitely it is been the post that has been close to all of us. As journey to new world brings new possibilities, by being open minded. 🙂
Photography has been one art that has impressed me a lot on WordPress. The Photographs that are very simple but extremely thoughtful. I wrote a post on photography for all the fellow blogger’s, People with Camera . 🙂
WordPress also has many blogger’s who bring a variety of food to us. Food is close to me 😀 and I have always liked foods posts. After travelling few paces, I also thought to post on a special cuisine, A Indian Snack – Jhaal Muri/Bhel Puri , it is been the most tasty snack on the streets of Mumbai, competing with Vada Pav. 🙂

It’s hard for me to choose which was the best post but all the post are close to me in someway or the other. The posts have brought me to know some amazing blogger’s and has helped me knowing their perspective towards specific topics. What people have shared has motivated me, given me hope and at times has made me realize how better the world is. 😉

I really want to say ‘Thank You’ to all the blogger’s who have appreciated the posts and have been so kind to me. 🙂

Thank You.. 🙂

Short Story

Here’s a short story,

A psychologist walked around a room while teaching stress management to an audience. As she raised a glass of water, everyone expected they’d be asked the “half empty or half full” question. Instead, with a smile on her face she inquired, “How heavy is this glass of water?” The answer called out ranged from 8 oz to 20 oz. She replied, “The absolute weight doesn’t matter. It depends on how long I hold it. If I hold it for a minute, its not a problem. If I hold it for an hour, I’ll have an ache in my arm. If I hold it for a day, my arm will feel numb and paralyzed. In each case, the weight of the glass doesn’t change, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes.”
She continued, “The stress and worries in life are like that glass of water. Think about them for a while and nothing happens. Think about them for a bit longer and they begin to hurt. And if you think about them all day long, you will feel paralyzed – incapable of doing anything.” Always remember to put the glass down.

Don’t play a war in your mind, just let it go. 😉

“Rain”

Sometimes how amazing it is, few little things which freshens you up and boost you with a lot of energy. Few things cannot be explained because you can only feel it, deep their in your heart, from your mind it touches your soul.

It’s the beginning of Monsoon here in Delhi, India. Monsoon has arrived late as per the India Meteorological Department but at last the wait is over. The play between sun & clouds begins and clouds pour some rain on the heated surface.

For me at times God is cloud from where the rain fell as blessings. I have always enjoyed the rain because rain cleanses the nature and looks absolutely beautiful. Walking outside in rain is great and makes me feel alive. The feeling is just awesome, the breeze around feels romantic and the clean atmosphere without any pollution seems beautiful.

I remember the childhood days, Ah! I remember those days when we used to tear apart a full school assignment notebooks and end up preparing boats of all sizes and shapes. Many a time, i used to lose those boat race, but indeed it used to be amazing how much we used to enjoy.

How we used to jump in the puddles, without thinking about our dress and just jump. The sound which it used  to make and even the rain pouring down makes a soothing sound. I remember how i used to move my bicycle swiftly on places where the rain water stayed and the water used to scatter from both the side of the wheel.

These days i find it rains less, i think we should start to thank god whenever it rains. Earlier it was never like this, it used to rain three four times a month. But things have changed and so do the earth because of so much damage humans have done to it.

I always used to get confused with the smell of the soil when it used to rain, people used to rejoice that smell and telling that its beautiful. I never felt like it’s beautiful, it just not that good of a fragrance.

I hope everyone of us will forget about all the worries and just enjoy the weather of rain and feel how special we are that we can enjoy these moments.

Innocent droplets of rain.. Make almost all events.. Quite natural.