And...

So we met the third time already or fourth may be. And i like to start off as if i've already bragged about all this. But then its strange 'coz 1) its not been xpected. 2) its charming in its own particular ways. Charming to the extent that it makes me smile, like for no particular reason at all. Its a kinda commitment without actually having one, yet atleast.

I seriously feel like abhishek in this one.(while its so much supposed to be like hrithik in the same one)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8uJaNSl9j-c


Why does it happen dat i so wanna be like frens but cant be? Why would silence jus overtake when its not even not supposed to ride? why cant we be like we've been schoolbuddies? how much time will it take for that matter? why cant i hold her hand? why cant i tell her dat i've already been missing her? Why ,how and what in the world makes me feel kinda shy, not exactly but still, when i simply see no reason for it or even am I? Why m i kinda scared, well not exactly bt still? May b i m js concerned i dont make her feel conscious or smthing and js let her be. Should i make her read this?
...
All i know is i m having fun.
:)

Insult...

insult 
–verb (used with object)
1. to treat or speak to insolently or with contemptuous rudeness; affront.
2. to affect as an affront; offend or demean.
noun
3.an insolent or contemptuously rude action or remark; affront.

Now understanding that insult is a very common word, the question here remains, how could one ever insult a missed call or a sms.??

Gals i tell u....

2009

So its here.. the next one ... 2009.

What so special about it, well nothing as such. Its more like just another 'new year'. But then the fact remains new years in themselves are too special.

So there are so many things i come up with to be done up with in the next 52 odd weeks - Things long pending, things long thought off, and offcourse some out-of-the-way stuff i'd wanna do for the sake of them...
I was gonna write each one of them right here, but on second thoughts, i 'd rather actually do all the stuff at different time of the year that is, and write back @ it that i was gonna do it.


And i hate to admit - i seriously dont have some good concreate plan like i had the last few years now, for this one. Still worse i just cant one good reason why theres no plan as yet at all...?
I guess this 'new year' aint too special except that its new specifically after most of us have seen The Millenium year.

But then the year to come, 2009, sure is gonna be special in its own different charming ways....
Lots of things to look forward, for sure.



New thing this year, will start trying to write in hindi...

So here to the coming years and the moments therein...

Lamhe beetate hai, beet te hai kal
kal ki kai ladio se beet jaate hai kai se vo pal
ki sambhaal rakhna unhe yun amaanat sa
Aur jataate vo mol apne beet jaane ke baad hi sahi

Ehsaas ye dilate ke vo fir nahi aayenge,
par bhejenge apne se hi kisi aur ko
Vo koi aur jo bas agle hi pal nahi rahenge,
rahni hai bas bin pure hue vaade,

atal se iraade aur anginat si yaade,
Yaade jo samete hai apni hi si zindagi,
Zindagi jo lagti hai khwab si
Khwab jo hai hamesha se tute se

Is ummeed me ke bas agla hi pal unhe pure karne ki khabar le kar aayega
Intezaar hai muje har us agle pal ka
jo layega mere liye ye khabar
aur layega har khushi jo maine kabhi b chahi ho
apne lie, apne apno ke lie,


chahi hai har vo chahat jo puri honi hai
aaj nahi to kal, is nahi to agle pal
Jaane kyun dil chahta hai
vo pal bas yahi ho,ya iske baad vala hi,

intezaar se oob sa gaya, khushio ke khwabon me doob sa gaya,
paar karta hua har manzar har vaar, har mahina har saal,
Ek gaya ek aaya, laakar ummeed kuch aise nayi
kya khas hai is vale me siva iske ke vo hai abi bas naya sa

kiya jab pura ek aur saal, to chahe bas yehi ki vo pal bas yahi ho,
ya iske baad vala hi...


ya fir ye ke sula de mujhe zindagi kuch is tarah se ki le aaye bhor hi us pal ki khabar maddham si

Aur kar de samay ki chaal tab tak bas tham si,
Ya kuch aisi kam si, ke ehsaas hi na ho us pal ki gairmauzudgi ya uske intezaar ka...

Cheers,
Happy new year,
Himanshu.

The Questions Unanswered...

I wonder just why and how would one even think of coming of a question that would also equally apply to onself and at the sametime have the self-presumed uninformed liberty of almost not wanting to answer that one once answered. Something like - when u not wearing the seatbelt, the traffic guy in the car next to you would ask you why you have not done it, while he himself seats beltless too.

In this case the traffic guy has kinda got the right since its his duty.

I mean you sure have the right to ask but then if one doesnt want to answer something one could atleast be sweet, may be even for the sake of it.

And essentially, once pass '!', when we face a '?' there could be a '.' or a ',' but then wat would '....' mean in itself when it actually need be precisely meaningful.

Still yet, Lemme take it on me. I was not the best of me to be so much logical n all when all i cud've done is be simple, sweet and romantic to answer. I js could've told the nicest words that mayb would've answerd all the questions ever or may be jst said - what you know, or wanna know and want me to say. (but somepart of me beleived we're beyond it, which also makes me thnk is not so romantic to beleive.) But then i did convey this immediately, didnt I?

Life itself has been askin too many things now since forever. Why 'd you jus want to add to it rather then helping? Or are you actually trying to help, either way that is?

Also when one does ask smthing theres a certain urge to get the answer. And esp when one asks it thrice, a try to divert from the topic altogether is not wat is expected.

I guess thats exactly where it takes again, Xpectations...

But why? n the n why not?

Scared...

Have u ever been scared to lose something you want. I mean still dont even own it for sure and yet already are scared to lose..?!!!

Have you ever wanted somthing so much that you're scared that the desire could js become a hindrance in the process itself while its still being worked upon. Trust me, u hate it whn come across something like dat happens. Kinda Wait and watch, worst part, u aint sure if the watch is worth the wait.I mean sure the wait is worth it but then it all depends upon where and where does not the 'it' take you.

On the other hand, trying to achieve the favourable 'it' would risk the fact that the ongoing favrourable thing get hindered, may be leavin it not-so-favourable(although there could not be anything like not-so-favourable) and there by it becomes logical to leave to the way it is with time. But i really wished logic could always work Or may be for my own reasons i wish logic wont work always.

Guess thats how it is - you want something,and want something in a certain way. And like it or not, that exactly could scare you. Whats needed is just to go beyond it, either with time, determination or with courage or with a lil bit of all, most importantly MUTUTALLY, that is...

But then, yeah!

Taken for granted...

I wonder how can it be easy?

Like something that has happend, something that has happened which was not supposed to be, or somthing that was supposed or thought to be happening didnt happen. How much the whole thing would affect one? Or is it that someone would just be smart enough to show that i doesnt affect?

19/12/2008 ... My today...

@ LIBRA -A sudden infatuation or an impulse to break free or make radical changes in current relationship is likely. You will be alert and on your toes now. You need to communicate something so important so pay attention to what you are saying. You should take all of this energy.

Also Check This

I m not a strong beleiver of all this. But then someone read this one to me. And i found it, ummm, well whatever.

I still like to beleive i m not a follower of all this

But then Why?

Eyes wet, Smiling yet...

Begin with talks that would take us nowhere,
But were important for js being there.
Missing without even actually knowing,
No bothers wat more lifes got for showing.


Asking each other to do things
Feeling like life finally got its own wings,
Having ones own share in the stuff of other one-
Having stuff to share and then sharing the fun.

Listenin to tracks full of romance ,
Wonderin if its at all worth a chance.
Taking a chance and fearing not
Just Can't help it was wat we'd thought

Being with each other like the best of a friend,
Wondering if its the right time to extend.
Now leaving it with things that can't be mend
Never thought the road would lead to such a bend
'Coz the end began before the beginning could end

With nothing at all while it all started ,
But so many meaningful somethings it leaves us parted.
Where am i going has never worried me
Going i guess remains the basic key

Now the truth remains its all stopped
The bestest ideas have now dropped
Priorities that had always topped
Now look like plans that jst might've flopped

Days became long and nights trying,
Wish to see life as if it could be gone flying,
About the things to come scared,
Still having a hitch if it should be dared.


Did i ask more, Or am i being wrong
Is it the time or should be waited long
While the reason to smile not even began yet
It happend and cant help getting my eyes wet.


PS:
Also,

All that's left has gone away And there's nothing there for you to prove
Give me back my point of view Cause I just can't think for you
I can hardly hear you say What should I do, well you choose
Oh, look what you've doneYou've made a fool of everyone
Oh well, it seems like such fun Until you lose what you had won.

Want...

want   [wont, wawnt] –verb (used with object)
1.to feel a need or a desire for; wish for
2.to wish, need, crave, demand, or desire
3.to be without or be deficient in
4.to feel inclined; wish; like
5.something wanted or needed; necessity: My wants are few.
6.something desired, demanded, or required
7.the state of being without something desired or needed; need: to be in want of an assistant.
8.a sense of lack or need of something: to feel a vague want. —Idiom

Its simple but then,

I hate it when someone so much wants something yet doesnt want to show the actual want of it.

Why cant one just know what one wants and how much? Is it just ego or they are scared or they are being unmodest?

I really wish life were simpler and the species of opposite sex were more resolved in general. I mean they kind of confine a wall and then complain they are trapped.?!! And just why would they want someone else to work for their wants and not even help the other one even when the other one is asking for help? Leaves the other one helpless.

Leaves me clueless...
I hope i m clear @ wat i just wrote.

Footprints on the Road to Nowhere

(Thanks. The above inspired the following...)

Since the outbreak i've already been moving,

Time is less is what lifes been proving

While being ahead was on the mount.

How much i wished moving was all dat would count,

The sun on the top ahead of me,

Following It was the authentic key,

giving a view however interesting,

Neither tiring nor resting.

Ahead of times, going all alone,

Happy by myself, nothing to moan.

Through each hill, forest and meadow,

the only one with me is the shadow.

Out i m and all ready to go,

Wanna move ahead is all i know.

Cant rest here, cant stop there,

Wonder wat i m doing is just,

Leaving footprints on the road to nowhere...

@tenses..

In order to have a present perfect you might have to have a past tense.

&

Not to have a present tense you ought to have a past perfect.

Himanshu, well said that is...

:)

Nothing...

All you say is nothing….

Here I come across this doubt
There I wanna know about that
then all of a sudden this thing comes across my mind,
should I just ask, or should I just by myself find,

Things don’t go the way we want
But then may be it’s the worth we rely upon that decides,
We do the plan, it happens the other way,
We cant be right, however perfect be it may,

Lifes strange, living stranger;
When you want, it may not be any longer,
I really wish time could be held much more stronger,
And each moment could we all equally ponder

But then it just doesn’t work like that,
Call it good, may be too bad,
Whenever u wanna ask about very significant something
All you get is too much but nothing...
~
Himanshu.

Thnx 'Tulip' for actually and absolutely unknowingly gettin the above inspired out of me...
Apparently, this ones been my fastest composition yet.
PS: Kathleen Kelly :But I just want to say that all this nothing has meant more to me than so many somethings.

Wearing the bag..

Preface: While leaving @ somewhere
N: You forgot to carry your bag, himanshu..
P:Not carry, he forgot to wear it!

So basically i love me and one of the materialistically known yet true proof of this is that i like to spend for me.(like i already wrote about my slogan'd Tees). The peculiar thing may be more than with me rather than with the bag was( and more so, has been) that i almost kinda 'Wear the bag..'


To start with, I've always been a big fan of acessories and merchandise. I mean i have got like quite a few types of neckpieces, necklaces, pendants, stones, bracelets, ear-rings(yeah those too), wrist-belts, gloves, watches, belts, shoes etc.. and so on. There has been a time that the moment i spot smthin gud in a movie, play or someone in real, I d try and find out where would i be able to find it an all.(or may be it would js come across me in the next store or so..)



For now, lets just concentrate on one of these - Bags. Knowing the no. of bags one of my college friends' has got and the kind of 'bag-fetish' she'd be, I think i dont score a lot on the bag 'department'.



But then if i think of it, some good time back, I proudly recall dt one of my earliest exclusive priced possession was this yellow-steel grey coloured shoulder strapped side-bag. It was selected from Westside, at the then newly open Center-Stage Mall, Noida. For a beginner spender it was a quite a deal. But then wat the heck, one look and and i was like - i m game for it.
The strangest thing about most of my possessions is that there were not so much a necessity when obtained but then offcourse were utilised to the optimum. The same thing goes with this one. So 95% of reason to buy this was the plain fact that - 'I liked it.' It was good. It ws kinda bright yellow on the basic steel-grey colour. May be it did or js that i liked to beleive that i gave the kinda look Saif had in Hum-Tum. It was a perfect casual + office kinda bag with enough compartments and space to keep you your glares while u dont mess with those folders n files. It even had these vertical slits for placing pens, diaries, keys etc. All n all it ws a gr8 package. I d carry it all over to work n otherwise(even ran on a tread-mill with it!). It was almost like my wallet. Remained next to my skin albeit the shirt. I loved carrying it all around and utilising at the least thought ocassion.