Blog of an Odd against Crowd

Here is another poem from my side, it shows the feeling of loneliness , I didn't noticed earlier but Now I started feeling That Forlorn Soul Is becoming a Signature in My posts anyways here is the poem, if you like it Drop a comment.... ----------------------------------------------- I wanted to cry, but I couldn't, I sat alone in the rain, and watched the sky, Tears fell down, and I saw your face, Saw your eyes and your smile, Which left me alone and full of vein, I left everything behind except your memories, And now I am alone, like a Forlorn Soul ..... Anjit..

Sitting with friends, creaking some jokes, Laughing all time and clapping till it get over, It all may look like fun, But it really is a pain for someone, He is tiered of those long mindless chatters, Can’t leave it all in one shot, He had to live up to his social responsibilities, Just give him some time for himself, Sitting all alone in deep silence, He will bring out his notebook, Will write some random thoughts, Which may not have any meaning, But has lots of feeling, Yeah, he is the Forlorn Soul , Someday he ‘ll reclaim his life, Till the time, he has to pretend, And live someone else’ life……….. Anjit :)

Stopped breaking the silence, Jokes didn’t sound funny anymore, Surrounded by lots of new faces, Who have no expression, Keeping eyes closed, Thinking of nothing, What I fear is not that fearful, But it’s something which is affecting me, I fear about those invisible winds of change, Did they bring a change in me? Asked it many times, Couldn’t figure it out, But I really feel, I am changed, Not wholly, but quite a lot, Need to wait to see the effect, Whatever it is it’s unequivocal that, The change is forever…….. Anjit :)

Tears in eyes, dressed carelessly, Hairs were falling on her face, Trying to avoid eye contact, This is how I met her on stairs, She gave me a fake smile, While hiding her teary eyes, Those eyes instructed me, to avoid any question, I realized, Eyes can speak more than words, Couldn’t resist asking one, But dropped in the middle of my thought, I can feel the intensity of her pain, Had no courage to share it either, I held her hand tightly, and said, “Everything will be alright soon”, And now I have a new opinion, Words said while seeing in the eyes, Can speak much more than anything, I saw her face, Still tears in eyes, but with a genuine smile, Yeah, eyes can ‘ really ’ speak………… Anjit :)

Confused mind with different thoughts, Couldn’t judge 'em; right or wrong. Prayed and prayed to reveal the truth, but, was fallen blindly in love. couldn't believe my eyes when together, couldn't trust my ears when together, but, controlled myself went together, that led to me in state of blankness. Loved and loved even then, that helped to reveal more and more. Depressed mind with sleepless nights, getting disturbed often and often... Felt as if losing myself wholly would went for pegs and smokes for peace, but, held myself from moving further. Couldn't get peace being at home, started going here and there, felt the taste of being lonely again, that made me to be on bike for long.. my mind got tied up with stress, that changed me a lot day by day, fell on road once; escaped by chance that made me think, not so fine. No one near from my home, made me think of every bad move, blessed me with some helping souls, who helped me to reach over here. Still gets disturbed by th

वो हर दरवाजा वो झरोखा बंद है आज .. जो खुला था तेरी हलकी से आहट पे कभी .. वो फूल वो डाली... सूखी पड़ी है आज.. जो महकी थी तेरी खुशबू से कभी... वो आँखे वो होंठ उदास है आज... जो हंसते थे तेरी हलकी सी हंसी पे कभी.. वो पलकें ....बोझिल है भीगी है आज... जो झुकती थी तेरी शरारत पे कभी.... वो शाम भी ढलती जा रही है..आज.. जो गुजरी थी तेरी बाहों में कभी......!!! PS. I am not at all a Broken Heart, I just like writing these kind of poems (don't know if any of 'em qualifies as poem :D)

Drinking alcohol is injurious to health; Even if you are a non drinker…. Yes you read it right, if you are a non-drinker… Don’t assume you can be far from the harms of alcohol. Being a non-drinker I can feel the seriousness of this harm, You may wonder how it can affect you badly, Go through the post you will know… Friday, September 25, 2009… Time- 7:30 pm…. Place- My home… I hardly watch any show on TV but that day I was watching a Show on Discovery Channel, It was based on the new means of renewable energy source… And it’s my favorite topic, so I got hooked up to it, But then a voice from behind interrupted me, It was a call from my Elder brother, who wants me to go with him, to get some grocery stuff… The thing about being younger at home is anyone can order you…. So I left the show in the middle, and walked towards our garage to move out any of my bike, My bro told me to take his Bike ( HE has Super Robust Yamaha Crux, I have Yamaha FZ-16 )… So

Tagged by Karthik thanks for the tag Tag 1 This is concerning the brands that you use on a daily basis.. Here's mine... 1. Sony Ericsson w200i handset (using it since 3 yrs) 2. Sony walkman mp3 player (my constant companion while riding my bike) 3. RBK sport shoes and Red Chief leather shoes(Comfortable) 4. Wild Stone deo, I simply love it.. Tag 2 RULE 1- You can only say Guilty or Innocent. RULE 2- You are not allowed to explain anything unless someone messages you and asks! RULE 3- Copy and paste this into your notes, delete mine and type in your answers and tag your friends to answer this. Let me begin… Asked someone to marry you? Innocent . Ever kissed someone of the same sex? Innocent . Danced on a table in a bar? Innocent . Ever told a lie? Guilty . Had feelings for someone whom you can’t have back? guilty. Kissed a picture? innocent ;). Slept in until 5 PM? Guilty . Fallen asleep at work/school? innocent. Held a snake? Innocent. Been suspended from school? Innocent. Wo

मैंने अपना वजूद तलाशा है , रेत पर लिखे उन नामों में, जो एक लहर से मिट जाते हैं, सागर की अतल गहराइयों में, जहां सूरज भी परास्त हो जाता है, आसमान के उन तारों में, जो किसी की ख्वाहिश को पूरा करने टूट जाते हैं, उस बूढे बरगद के पत्तों में, जो हवा की ताकत से मुकाबला करते हैं, मैंने अपना वजूद तलाशा है, शाम की उस धूमिल रोशनी में, जिसमे आसमां भी रंग बदल देता है, उन रातों में, जिनमे मैं जागता रहता हूँ, उन चेहरों में , जो वक्त के साथ बदल जाते हैं, उन ख्वाबों में, जिन्हें मैं जीना चाहता हूँ, शायद मुझे कभी मिल जाए, जो मेरा वजूद बता जाए, तब तक तलाशता रहूँगा उसे, मेरा वजूद बता सके जो मुझे..... मैंने अपना वजूद तलाशा है........ अंजित

When I wrote my name on sand, you stopped me, When I kept silence, you broke it, When I felt blue, you changed my mood, When I had no one near me, you hold my hand, I still write my name on sand, why you don’t stop me, I even stop talking to myself, why you don’t irritate me, I am alone, why you are not with me….

After sitting like a nut at home from quite a long time, Finally my “ NEW ” College is starting, And guess what, I am College Boy, Yet Again!!! Don’t know what’s waiting for me there, But I am sure it will be Fun… My classes will start on Monday, And I am supposed to follow school like rules, See who get changed, Me or My College :D, my bet is on later one…. But one thing I want to say, I never thought I will say it, but today I am really missing my college today, I spent my best three years there, I wish it had MCA too, I would definitely Chose it as my first priority… No more words to say for now, Till the next time, Take care Anjit :)

Do you ever felt like looser? If not, then you never tried anything new in your life, If yes, then you can understand the feeling of NOT being able to do something…. I will take you some years back…. When I was 6-7 years old, trying to learn riding a Bicycle… But failed almost 1000 times and finally I gave-up, And swore I will never Ride any Bicycle… But if are a kid who is surrounded by 20-30 other kids, some of them even younger than you, who can ride not only their bicycles but they flips with others too, You can’t afford to give up.… So for next few months after Nearly Breaking some bones and liters of blood I give up… But after a year or two, I again tried and Learned Okey-Dokey Riding…. But what’s The Point in going back in memories … There is one…. When I learned How to Ride a bicycle, I was eager to ride a Motorcycle…that too at age of 11 years!! I was lucky to get hands on some very Light weight Bikes like Bajaj Boxer, Bajaj AX-100(y

शायद कुछ दूरहैं हम,शायद कुछ दूर हो तुम, यह दूरियां कुछ बातों की हैं,या चंद मुलाकातों की हैं, तलाशा तलशता रहा तुम्हे हर जगह, हर पल, पर जानता हूँ अब तुम मुझसे दूर कहीं हो, मेरी हर खामोशी का सबब, मेरी दुनिया में एक खालीपन की वजह, मेरी मुस्कराहट में छिपा दर्द हो तुम, तुम्हे भूलने की तो मैंने कोशिश भी नहीं की, क्यूंकि तुम तो मेरी आंखों में हो, मेरे अश्क तुम्हारी यादों को नम करते रहते हैं, मेरी जिन्दगी के पन्नो को भिगा कर चले जाते हैं, तेरे जाने का   असर  हुआ  यूँ  मुझ   पर , की तेरी तलाश में मैंने ख़ुद को पा लिया , तेरे न होने के अहसास को, मैंने सदा के लिए भुला दिया, वो हँसी की खनक, अब भी सुनाई देती है, वो आंखों की चमक अब भी दिखाई देती है, हर बात, हर मुलाक़ात अब भी याद है, पर अब बस ये एक याद है, इन यादों को भी ख़्वाबों का सहारा चाहिए, अब तो ख्वाब भी आंखों से रुठे हुए से लगते हैं, पलकों से अश्क भी टूटे हुए से लगते हैं, आज मुझे अहसास हुआ, तेरा जाना ख्वाब नहीं हकीक़त था..... Missing You.....

So as the Title suggest I am going to tell some ways of wasting time. Wasting time is an art which gives you satisfaction and Peace of mind, I bet it’s better than Meditations :D… So here it goes, How to waste Time- A. Orkut- 1. Join Orkut, 2. Join 500+ communities, 3. Make 1000 friends,(max limit for friend list) 4. Make your scrap count near to 20000. 5. Upload all 9999 photos (max limit) 6. Now Delete all your friends, 7. Delete all your communities, 8. Delete all your albums, 9. And finally Delete your orkut account, 10. Now start from Step 1!!!!!! :D B. Create a Blog- 1. Create a Blog on any blogging Site, 2. Choose heaviest template for it, 3. Add All Gadgets to it, 4. Copy and paste from Other’s blogs to make your blog posts, 5. When you complete 1000 posts , start Reading from post one, 6. When you reach 100

Whaaammmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!! Thubbbbbbbb!!!!!!! And a dead silence, everything went black that too at 8’o clock morning…. Do you know what that sounds mean… They are sounds of accident….. Yeah its 3 rd time when I met an accident (will tell my other accidental stories some other day) , and again I proved Innocent Accident King…. This time it was fault of bulls who didn’t know Bull Fighting s not national game of India... Damn!! Why don’t they try to play hockey, but who in India Plays hockey; except national hockey Team… Anyways why we are getting into this “ unimportant ” matter, Important matter is I met with accident and again all my speculations for all my injuries are right… A big hit on my Right Knee, swelling on left leg, a thumping shot on lower back, Surprisingly no injury on shoulder and Elbows this time… But still it hurts…. . ahhh.. BTW forgot to tell how I met with this accident….. I was going with someone (Name is hidden because of request....Ah

चाहा था जिसे वो मिला ही नहीं.., लाख कोशिश की ये फासला मिटा ही नहीं, खुदा से झोली फैला माँगा था उसे, पर खुदा ने मेरी किसी दुआ को सुना ही नहीं, हर एक से पूछा उसके न मिलने का सबब, हर एक ने बताया वो तेरे लिए बना ही नहीं, कितनी शिद्दत से चाह था और वो किसी और का हो गया, शायद इस जहां मे वफ़ा का कुछ सिला हमे नहीं, मेरे हमनशीं,मेरे हमनवा, यह दुआ है कोई गिला नहीं, उसे ज़िन्दगी मे वो सुकून मिले जो मुझे कभी मिला ही नहीं। belongs to one of my friend..... Anjit :)

Sometimes; which is always in my case :D ; I think about myself. I am no writer or poet or even a Film star [";] then what should I write in my blog? I have no such life which is full of happenings or full of friends so I can write about them, But then I come to a conclusion; after wasting 3-4 hours in that I write when I feel I am lonely, Or when I have nothing to do, which is 6 days in a week ;); Sundays are reserved for Bike wash :), Or when I actually think about something which sounds some sense. I don’t know what I am writing now is sensible or just another worthless thought coming from my little brain, But what I know is, I want to write something, to keep my blog alive, So this is it, I created another post :), No matter who is going to read it, But of course I will read it again, When I write some more nonsense to keep my blog alive :) So till next post keep Smiling Anjit :)

hello Everyone, my Launchpad PC crashed 6 times in 2 days and I gave up to repair it again and again, result my blog left idle for almost a month. anyways I just came back from a journey and guess what finally i got time to read novels. :) I saw a attractive looking Cover saying Offcourse i love you, more interesting was its subtitle, which says till I find someone else :D, this is the truth, we love someone till find someone else better then He/She :), Novel is an year old now, and I was not aware of it, as i am not too much in to reading, but the guy at Bookstore updated me that " it's second part is also out "(later i come to know both novels are different) so i have no other option then buying both for just 200 bucks :), pretty Good price no . as i read its Prologue page i got hooked up to it, and want to start it right then, but somehow controlled myself to do so :), as i don't want to get bored during my journey. I must say Durjoy and Maanvi ( authors of both n

i haven't updated this blog from quite a long time, reason, I am working on a new blog, which will came out very soon, till then take care Anjit

Tomorrow @ 27th June, I have my final practical, after that i would be graduated... feeling Good and Bad both, these three years were very special for me.... No words to say for now..

Destiny is playing a game with me, You are worthless, I escaped from there, 7 Bullets, These four sentences are making me feel uncomfortable and major reason of being insomniac. I am trying to find out the meaning, if any, of these sentences but couldn’t figure out any. They are going through my mind from past 3-4 months or more, all day all night, while I am sitting, eating, reading, talking, even sleeping…..but couldn’t get the meaning of it. Do they have any meaning?? If yeas then why I am not getting it?? Or they are meaningless, just another stupid imagination of mine?? But if they are meaningless then why I can’t get them off from my mind??? Strange and stranger thoughts are coming in my mind… I think I know meaning of some, but not sure about them, “Destiny Is Playing Game With Me”: Hummm…. I think destiny is really playing game with me, Some much unexpected things happened in my life, Some brought very good results and some very bad results…. Some made me up in my life, some ma

उनकी उंगलियाँ मेरे पूरे हाथ से बड़ी थी, उनके जूतों में मेरे दोनों पैर समा जाते थे, उनके कन्धों को छूना आसमा छूने सा लगता था, उनका चेहरा देखने दूर जाना पड़ता था, उन्होंने कभी डाँटा नहीं पर एक आवाज़ में ही रूह कांप जाती थी, हर फरमाइश तो नहीं पर हर जरूरत कहने से पहले ही पूरी करते थे, कभी अपेक्षाओं को लादा तो नहीं पर हाँ आंखों में उम्मीदें जरूर नज़र आती थी, रिजल्ट आने पर इन उम्मीद भरी आंखों में एक चमक आ जाती थी, सुबह उठ के पूरे साल ठंडे पानी से नहाना,और हमे उठा कर टहलने ले जाना, रास्ते में अपने बचपन के किस्से सुनाना , और कहना " पढ़ाई में मन लगाना ", घर में जब कोई मेहमान आए हरसम्भव सुविधा जुटाते थे, और छुट्टियों में हमें भी खूब घुमाते थे, जब मम्मी बाहर जाती तो अपने हाथों से खाना खिलाते थे, हर पल कुछ न कुछ करते रहते थे, फ़िर एक दिन ऐसा आया, कुछ ऐसा हुआ की वक्त थम सा गया, मैंने वजह जानना चाहता हूँ, पर उन्हें ढूंढ नहीं पा रहा हूँ, किसी ने कहा की वो भगवान् के घर गए हैं, पर मैं इतना तो जानता हूँ की वहां से कोई कभी वापस नहीं आता, पिछले कुछ समय से वक्त की रफ़्तार कुछ तेज से लगती है, कितने द

I was careless, because you were with me, I was immature, because you were with me, I didn’t care for my silly mistakes, because you were with me, I didn’t felt insecure, because you were with me, I didn’t care for my future, because you were with me, I not even care for my present, because you were with me, I didn’t know your place in my life, because you were with me, Now I am always careful, because I know you are not with me, I became mature very early, because I know you are not with me, I precise care for not to make any mistake, because I know you are not with me, I sometimes feel insecure, because I know you are not with me, I started thinking about my future, because I know you are not with me, Now I know your place in my life, because it’s still empty, That’s because I know you are not with me, I need you but can’t see you, because I know you are not with me.............. Missing you Papa Anjit

ना जाने क्यूँ वो हमेशा मुस्कुराता है, अपनी मस्ती भरी बातों से सबको हंसाता है, कभी अपनी बातों पर ख़ुद ही हंसने लगता है, तो कभी कोई किस्सा सुनाने लग जाता है, और कभी तो किसी अनजाने को आवाज़ लगा कर छिप जाता है, फ़िर कुछ ही देर में अपनी सुनहरी मुस्कान बिखराता है, ना जाने क्यूँ वो हमेशा मुस्कुराता है......... हर वक्त भीड़ से घिरा ही मिलता है, शायद कोई जादू जानता है,तभी तो हर शख्स उसे पूछता रहता है, हाँ जादू ही है, तभी तो कभी कोई उस जैसा नहीं बन पाता है, और हाँ तभी वो आँखों में छुपे हुए दर्द को भी पहचानता है, तुम किसी को न बताओ, पर वो जानता है, बिना तुम्हे पता चले,दर्द पर मरहम भी लगता है, एक पल भी सोचे बगैर किसी भी मदद को आ जाता है, शायद अब मैं उसे लगा हूँ,पर अब भी सोचता हूँ; ना जाने क्यूँ वो हमेशा मुस्कुराता है....... वो तुम्हारे बारे में सब कुछ जानता है, पर कोई उसके बारे में नहीं जानता , कैसे वो अपनी बातों को छुपाता है, क्यों अपनी ज़िन्दगी के बारे में नहीं बताता , क्या उसकी हँसी एक छलावा है, जो उसकी ज़िन्दगी को हमसे छुपाती है, शायद उसकी हँसी का दर्द किसी को दिख

What God decided for me and what I decided for me……… God has given me some options, Options that can make my future good or dreadful, Options that can make my present, trouble-free or intricate, Options that can make me near or far from others, God told me to choose between Love and Hate; I chose love that can make me feel this great feeling with eternity, But I proved wrong, I lost My Love, and now I don’t want it anymore…… Yeah I give up love……But still I love my family…… God told me to choose between Smile and tears; I chose Smile; it was a clear decision, I don’t want to feel negative; it made me feel happy even in very tough times, But still as a side effect, now it’s hard for people to believe even I can feel sorrow sometimes….. God told me to choose between Luck and Hard Work; Here I took the best decision I can take, I chose 90% hard work and 10% luck, It proved right till now, but sometimes, I saw people went ahead of me, without any hard work. I think they chose 100% luck, bu

I have written a poem, a bit earlier. It’s my very first attempt of writing a poem so please bear with me...... रास्ता, कभी खामोश, तो कभी कुछ कहता है ये रास्ता,, कभी मंजिल ,तो कभी एक पड़ाव है ये रास्ता,, कभी जाना , तो कभी खुद से भी अंजाना है ये रास्ता,, कभी जीने की , तो कभी न जीने की वजह है ये रास्ता,, रास्ता, मेरी ज़िन्दगी है एक रास्ता,इसके हर लम्हे का चश्म्दीद है ये रास्ता,, हर खुशनुमा पल है एक सीधा रास्ता, सर्द लम्हों में कुछ मोड़ लिए हुए है ये रास्ता,, मैं अकेला नहीं हूँ इस रास्ते पर, मुसाफिर और भी हैं ,जिनके लिए है ये रास्ता,, कुछ सामने से आते हैं और बिना देखे ही निकल जाते हैं,कुछ मुड़कर आते हैं ,छोड़ के अपना रास्ता,, कुछ जान कर भी नहीं पहचानते , कुछ अनजाने भी साथ आ जाते हैं, इसकी वजह भी है ये रास्ता,, रास्ता, हमेशा से अधुरा है ये रास्ता, मेरी ज़िन्दगी के साथ ही पूरा होगा है ये रास्ता,, रास्ता, कभी खामोश , तो कभी कुछ कहता है ये रास्ता...............

Awesome!!!!!!!!What a beauty……… Yeah that’s the first thing which came in my mind, when I saw her for the first time. I always believe that there is no such thing like Love at First Sight, but now I knew it exists, And this love is making me more and more impatient day by day. I didn’t knew if she is in my reachability or not, but it can’t stop me seeing her freshest ever beauty. Now I started dreaming about her, What will happen when she will be with me? I think that time I need to take a can of room freshener, because of the smell of guys burning from jealousy. Ahhh Dreams can make you feel really good, but still I am not sure about my future with her. After watching her for so many days I got my first face to face encounter with her on 2 nd October 2008, She was looking gorgeous as always, standing alone in crowd, almost 30-35 people were staring at her, I want to stop all those “Enemies of mine”, and wanted to say “Stop staring nerds she is mine”, But