....and they live royally ever after?

Knotted royally,

The tradition continues,

But then, at what cost?







Feel, hear, see, taste, smell and love!

You do feel..

My hands in your hair.
My breath on your neck.
My body pressed so close to yours.
My lips on your throat.
My hands move to your back and my lips work their way up to yours.

You do and I love it!

You do hear..

Me saying I care for you.
Me calling your name.
Me telling you that I'll be the only one for you.
Me breath in your ear.
My breaths as I fall asleep.

You do and I love it!

You do see..

As you run into my arms.
As your face break through my world of darkness.
As I fight away your fears.
As I wipe away your tears.
As you're in love with me.

You do and I love it!

You do know..

That your lips are being tasted.
That your tongue is being tasted.
That your throat is being tasted when I kiss it.
That your love is being tasted.
That your love is being tasted.

You do and I love it!

You can understand..

That I smell your cologne as I hold you.
That I smell your shampoo as I hug you.
That I smell your toothpaste as I kiss you.
That I smell your excitement as you cuddle within me.
That I smell the smell I've been waiting for long to smell.

You do and I love it!

I am falling in lov with you all the more everyday


We do such and so much more.
You’re finally with me.
I’m finally here.
You love it.

And I love you!

Because I believe!

Being just an ordinary being,
I may not lift a thousand pounds
I sure can move a mountain though!

Being just an ordinary being,
I may not spring off of the leaps and bounds
I sure can see around them though!


Being just an ordinary being,
I may not foresee when trouble is coming
I sure can overcome when it’s here though!

Being just an ordinary being,
I may not be able to do everything
I sure can make the best of what I can though!

Being just an ordinary being,
I still have the belief
Because I have the strength within!

Yes, I do!

That letter, unsent!

This letter was just mailed to me by one of my blog’s reader, as he says this is an unsent letter to someone he always loved. Please do not comment on the language and the sentence formation, because all that matters at times is the intention and purity, and I can somehow really relate to this! Identity of that person is kept safe and I am just posting it on his request. Hope this does not remain unsent for long! Thanks!


18h April, 2009

This was the date I got to know someone whom I can irritate with my constant non stop PJ’s and puking all the sad stories of my life on !!

At this night of hour …ohhh wrote it wrong, its actually this hour of the night or rather morning I got nothing to do (exams r not considered important enough…lolz) I m blurting out whatever I am going through for the last few days or weeks. At times it is essential to leave some time for yourself and express your hidden desires, feelings and emotions just to your own SELF !!

Was at home…being with your loved ones is so wonderful, but the problem is I am never content with that “being”….always keep wishing it to be longer then longer…Mum’s constant pampering makes me feel like I have never grown up and I don’t ever want to either, how could I forget my sis…. our never ending issues and always criticizing each other for not doing what we actually should do in our lives actually serves us in a positive way to upgrade to a more practical life (money, job, car, etc)…I don’t crave for such a practical life, yet I know this is life’s reality.

I had a blast on my birthday …and was really happy about the wishes from a long list of people…but the most surprising one was from this girl, here goes her introduction …she is one person I wished I could have met much-much earlier and I am falling in love with her birthday wish now ;)

She is a girl (or should I say a kid) who since the first day I started talking to had been the one, I am getting really close too. I don’t know what love exactly is, as my feelings for love have been thrashed and smashed and still played on by certain people, who are not worthy of a mention here, but I am certainly looking forward to staying with this girl for life (yes, the word is life, which means always and forever or moments more than eternity)…wonder how and what do I consider my feeling to be (love, friendship, acceptance, faith, belief, care concern, understanding or all of these as ONE)…but anyways since she prefers to call it as ‘being friends’ …let it be for the time being, as the last thing for now in my life is to lose the people who I really want around me ALWAYS and it now includes her… an integral part of life now is the person who enjoys her ice-cream as much as she is concerned about life!

I didn’t notice but somehow this peace of article I am writing seems to be dominated by my ‘fren’ … but its justified since my last few weeks are as much delightfully dominated by her. So I am going to write more about ‘us’ now….since its my article and I need to be mentioned too. :D

She came into my life without asking my permission, but is now barred to go away without my permission, coz I now need her more than she needs me. She has been the ray of hope, when I could see things as dark as gloom. She supported me, without asking for anything in return … she smiled even at my lamest jokes even laughed at them…criticized me without the intention of hurting me or discouraging me…praised me for the fewest things I did right in my life. All and all it has been a happy sailing with her…loved any and every moment stayed and shared with her …and pray from the deepest corner of my heart that it never ends…never ever … wish to say and write more, but my situations are not allowing me to do so …

Beautiful_Day_by_Dr4kon I understand all your views and reasons girl, but what I don’t like is basing your life on the lines of those reasons and situations. Yet I know my wait will be worth it … for now concluding, with a promise to write more about things and my life newly discovered surprise which is YOU … !!!

Have so much more to write on us … I may end up writing actually never…!!

Love, like and miss u as a ’fren’, alwayz!!

Listen, please?

“Damn! You’re so late”
             “I’m so sorry, was baking for you…”

“You made me wait because you were baking?!?”
             “Listen, please…If you try you…”

“I hate you”

“Maybe you should just leave and go home!”



Later, she had a bite of the muffin he left behind and found one sparkly ring inside!

India’s cup of joy and emotion overflows!


Sachin Tendulkar holds aloft the World Cup with one of his long-time fans, Sudhir Gautam, April 2, 2011 Sachin Tendulkar walked out of the changing room and gestured to Sudhir Gautam to come up. Gautam is the thin, pale man with a shaven head and body covered in the Indian tri-colour. He is the man you would have seen recently with a miniature replica of the World Cup hanging atop his head. For at least half a decade now, Gautam has been Tendulkar's biggest fan, waving the Indian flag and blowing his conch shell at every venue Tendulkar plays. Today, Tendulkar decided to repay Gautam for his devotion.

No sooner than he realised Tendulkar was calling, Gautam jumped the electronic advertising hoarding and then skipped up the 30-odd stairs on to the corridor of India's changing room. All through his short journey he screamed in delight. Tendulkar shook hands with him, then embraced him and finally asked one of his team-mates to get the World Cup trophy. Zaheer Khan brought the cup outside with utmost care and held it tight. Gautam virtually snatched it out of the hands of the tournament's joint-highest wicket-taker. But Zaheer held on to the crown still. Eventually Gautam lifted the Cup with both hands as Zaheer let go. As soon as Gautam lifted the Cup and screamed "India", Tendulkar could not help but smile. He even clapped and was joined in appreciation by a few of his team-mates.

It was a day when the common man felt he was part of something special. A day when cherished dreams were realised !

It was a day the common man felt he was part of something special. A day when the common man thought he had achieved something remarkable. A day when cherished dreams were realised. The first Saturday of April 2011 will remain unforgettable for a generation of Indians. Even as Gautam became the envy of people like me, as he freely slipped in and out of the most sought after place in India, the team's dressing room, the players' families milled around, participating in the celebrations. Dhoni held his wife Sakshi close to him; Virender Sehwag hugged his wife Aarti and son Aryavir; Ashish Nehra's wife wore a replica of her husband's team shirt as she moved in and out of the dressing room. Gary Kirsten's wife Deborah joined the rest later. Yuvraj Singh, returning from the media conference, started shaking his leg as he entered the dressing room. On his way inside, he had let out a screeching noise of jubilation.

The tempo in the dressing room had remained positive through the day and by the time Dhoni hit a spectacular six over long-on against Nuwan Kulasekara, it had become a well of joy. As soon as Tendulkar found a private moment with his wife, Anjali, he embraced her tightly. It was a poignant moment. He knew how much she had sacrificed to support him. On the field, during the victory celebrations, he had hugged Yuvraj, the man of the World Cup and buried his head into the allrounder's broad shoulders. Yuvraj had already declared he had dedicated the victory to Tendulkar. Virat Kohli had delivered the line of the evening when he said that for 21 years Tendulkar had shouldered the dreams of a billion Indians. Today youngsters such as Kohli and Suresh Raina carried Tendulkar on their shoulders during the lap of honour. Tears came easily to Tendulkar then.

On my way to try and sneak in to the team hotel (a ultimately unsuccessful attempt), I passed a family of street dwellers - a husband, wife and two kids. All of them were fast asleep, immune to the sound around them. I wondered how they could do that. The answer lay in what the man was wearing - the blue India shirt. Perhaps he had slept in the hope that India would win the Cup. Perhaps he dreamt about it. When he wakes up, the dream will have been fulfilled. Tomorrow, all of India will wake up to a new feeling.

Article credit - Nagraj Gollapudi, Asstt. Eeditor at ESPNcricinfo

Update : I noticed a Facebook fan page of Sudhir Gautam (Choudhary), so if you want to get more of his updates, you may join him here - http://www.facebook.com/Sudhir.Sachin , and if anyone finds out a video where he was seen with Sachin please drop me a mail or leave a comment here with the link, I’d update and credit you too. Jai Hind!

Every exit is an entry somewhere!


Sometimes to move forward,
You need to move back.
To close open wounds,
To wipe away black.

So don't forget your past,
Don't forget the pain.
It won't always last,
Just break the chains.

Use your past for your future,
Don't forget what you've done.
But learn to continue,
Admit and you've won.

Admit your mistakes.
Love your pain and your hurt.
Try to up the stakes,
Get out of the dirt.

Letting go

If you forget you can't grow,
You can never move on.
Because inside you know,
It'll haunt you till dawn.

You tell yourself its fine,
But you know you are lying.
Just feel the pain,
Continue on crying.

You need to move back,
To see what comes next.
Don't be blinded by past.
Take time to reflect.

And then let go...
If you look back,
Into that woe,
Get back on track!

Look back not to hold,
But to remember...
The new.
The old.