ExPeRiEnCe Of LiFe So FaR

Emotions

2011-10-28T12:00:00.000-07:00

17^th October 2011, 6:17 PM. I was in R City Mall, ghatkopar, Mumbai, doing shopping for my sister Nishtha with my friend Rahul. Suddenly I saw a pair of high-heel sandals walking towards me with beautiful pair of legs on which black micro-mini skirt was hanging with pink sleeveless top. She was wearing large metallic silver color danglers, light pink lipstick, small heart shaped diamond pendant and very sweet cologne. You all must be thinking that I am a pervert, but this is how every bachelor stares at God’s precious gifts and this terminology is called NSP i.e. Nayan Sukh Prapti.

She was looking like very high profile girl with lots of cash in her bank accounts. “India is developing at very high speed”, you can calculate this speed by very simple equation:

Equation No.1: “Size of skirt is inversely proportional to Modernization & Modernization is directly proportional to development of nation.”

But modernization doesn’t mean that you should forget your own ethical values, your emotions, and your inner self.

Let’s continue with our interesting story… The girl whom I was describing in above paragraph was actually a lady (I really want to meet her Gym instructor) and she was with her 9-10 yrs old son. Her son was playing game on his mom’s brand new Apple iPhone 4G (whose current price is 35000Rs). He was walking in his own thoughts; suddenly he slipped and crashed on the floor. His knees were bleeding and Apple iPhone 4G broke into exactly two pieces.

Then I heard the first words of his mother after this small accident and thanks to her who helped me in making another equation to calculate the developing speed of nation.

She almost cried “What the fuck????....you broke new iPhone, you rascal…” and slapped her son in front of more than hundred people. She ran and collected two pieces of iPhone and again slapped her son.

Equation No.2: “Number of slangs you use is directly proportional to you know english very well and English is directly proportional to literacy rate which is again directly proportional to development of nation.”

“Do you know how much this cost??” she said.

Her son was weeping and said mom my knees are bleeding. Then she tied her hanky on his wounded knees, grabbed his hand and walked towards iPhone store…

The floor beneath my feet was about to sink by her reaction.

People became materialistic; they became very practical and modern. But do you think that by this kind of modernization we can make developed nation?

I am not opposing development and modernization, what I want to say that is don’t loose your emotions, your values for the name of modernization.

If someone cries for others pain, then people say him/her ‘An Emotional fool’. In my opinion the person who uses these two words together ‘Emotional fool’ is the biggest fool. My friends don’t forget the words of Charlie Chaplin “If you think from your heart, if emotions are your weakest point then you are the strongest person in this world.”

That lady should think about her son first and then about iPhone. The Bible teaches us that our thoughts are the determining factor which controls our actions. No one can consistently perform differently than the way they think; therefore, we cannot change our actions without changing our thinking. Our emotions are linked directly to how we think.

I am giving you one task, read the below line, understand it and think are we really modern?

“Things are to be used and people are to be loved….but in today’s world people are used and things are loved.”…Strange world…Strange people.

Think about it my dear friends…till then adios, keep smiling.

Yours only

Virendra Kedia/Viru/Vicky

Blind - Turn

2011-02-15T03:28:00.000-08:00

Hey,

Life seemed like a roller coaster ride to me since last few months. Have been searching for a job, cudn't make it happen to a good big company. Then, the moment came , my time came , got into TCS !

Its not how i got into it , its about the life after being into such an institution. Not just discrete people , discrete languages, i witnessed a in my mental , emotional and professional level. I now have the zeal to perform quadrupled. I now realise that the education was never about the subjects, its the practical things which are paying me. I am happy here. I am loving new friends. I am loving the intermingling cultures in the campus. I now dont feel sad when alone.

Its good to be working !

All new VEERU !

Don’t know why??

2011-01-12T15:38:00.000-08:00

It is a night of 12^th of January, 2011. Outside temperature is around 5 degree Celsius but I am dripping with sweat because of various thoughts coming in my mind. My mood is swinging like a roller coaster ride, for some moments I am feeling happy and then feeling low. Today is my last night at home. My mind is saying that you are going to start a new phase of life but my heart is not feeling well. May be these are the symptoms of home sickness or may be I am worried about the new phase of my life.

My random playlist plays a song: “ibn battuta…bagal me jutta…”

And I’m lost in sweet memories of a girl who was singing this song with her cousin. The sound was so melodious and I fall in love with that voice of an unknown girl.

At that time I was at home on vacations. I was keen to know about that voice or you can say about that unknown girl. Her name was Sujata (imaginary name), innocent, pretty girl. We became friends, exchanged mobile numbers, and then started texting each other. Sharing our views, secrets, some gossips. There is something in Sujata which is attracting me. I like her nature. She is very pure from heart, just like holy river Ganga.

My vacations are over and I went to jaipur. But we were in touch through mobile (thanks to the inventor of mobile), sometimes more than an hour. This is my last semester of graduation. I was worried about placements and semester exams. But when I talk to her, I forget all my worries. Don’t know why?

In hostel, I was enjoying last days of college life with some good friends (Kasera, Ajay, Mishra, Sharma, Bhanu, Girish). “Yaro dosti badi he haseen h…” from my playlist, shows the meaning of friendship. In mid night we make tea on heater which is illegal in hostel, and the ingredients are taken from hostel mess, after all my friend BANNA is Hostel Representative.

“What are you doing bro?” said my brother.

“Nothing!” I replied and came to present.

“Please turn off lights, I am unable to sleep.”

“Just a minute.” I said and turned off the lights.

After that I am on my bed, trying to sleep but failed.

“FAIL”, this word again took me in my past when I was trying for placements. My every attempt is going waste….I’m even not able to crack first round of any company. My confidence level was decreasing after every attempt. Even the persons who have less grades than mine got the job. That was a very tough time for me. Sometimes I think that I am useless, I don’t have anything good in me.

Thanks to Sujata and my friends for encouraging me, for being with me in my tough time. Semester exams were on head and due to job searching I haven’t prepared for exams. Shanu and Arpit boosted up my confidence and I prepared hard for exams and gave my best shot. Finally exams are over but the main thing i.e. JOB is still far from me. In that situation I was ready to give money for getting job. Totally screwed…

Finally my college life was over. On 27^th of June, 2010, my Maa-Papa and brother came to hostel for taking me back to home. I was feeling like a defeated person, who completed his graduation without job. What’s the use of such degree?

But what could I do at that time, so came back to home with heavy heart. This is true that I am failed every time but still my parents trust on me, they encouraged me. Sujata and my friends used to say that one day you will get a very good job but I do not believe them.

It was 4 p.m and the date was 10^th of august when Mishra told me that our final semester result is out…and guess what I got 82.6%. I was very happy; after all I got some good news. This percentage was enough to boost my confidence level.

Just after 6 days, I got one more good news, my best friend Arpit urf Aryabhatt got selected in India’s No.1 IT Company, TCS (Tata Consultancy Services). I was very happy, bought sweets and went to temple for giving thanks to almighty.

Now I was feeling some positive energy in myself. On 18^th August, I got Hall Ticket of TCS which is coming to G.L.Bajaj Inst. of Engg. & Tech, Greater Noida for off-campus drive. Arpit encouraged me a lot to prepare for it; he gave me guidance so that I can crack it. I was preparing for first round that is Aptiude test. On 21^st August, I went to the venue and gave the test. I was not sure about the selection because I attempted only 23 questions out of 35.

I was waiting for the result…after 3 hours of waiting finally the result came. It was beyond my expectations. Yesssss I cracked it, my all attempted questions were correct J

It was very pleasant moment for me as I cracked first round of a reputed company. I called Arpit and told him about the result of first round. He was happy for me and told me that I am also in greater noida. I met him and then we both went to my home. Next day was my interview at TCS office, Sector 63, noida.

Whole night Arpit helped me to prepare for it very well. I was getting nervous. Next morning Arpit went to gurgaon and I left for noida with my Father. First round was technical interview, I was quite comfortable in that, and as per my expectation I cleared that round. Then they called me for HR + MR interview. It was approx 35 minutes round…HR said please wait out side we will tell you the result shortly.

I was waiting desperately for the results…One of the employee was calling my name, I said Yes Mam… she said “Congrats Virendra! You are selected. Welcome to TCS..”

Wow…I can’t tell you my feelings in words. I wanted to shout, I wanted to cry, I wanted to dance but controlled my emotions as I was in the office.

My father was standing outside from 5 hours, praying for me. I went outside happily and told my father that I am selected…He was very happy, he hugged me..wow what a great feeling it was.

Then I called Arpit and Shanu, they were too happy. Now I want to reach home as soon as possible, to give this good news to my mom. When I reached at home and told my result she hugged me tightly. Now, my good time is back.

Meanwhile, I talked to Bhabhi ji (Arpit’s gf), for planning his birthday surprise. Arpit is lucky to have her in life or you can say vice-versa J God bless them. Everything is going super good.

I got confirmation letter on 28^th August. I informed each and every friend, relatives about my selection on 28^th August. But first I called to Sujata, don’t know why?

I was very happy those days. After 5 days that is on 3^rd September, I was receiving birthday wishes from everyone. But I was waiting for Sujata’s call desperately, don’t know why?

Finally, she gave me miss call. I called her happily, wanted to hear birthday greetings from her, wanted to tell her about my feelings for her. But it was like a nightmare for me. She even don’t know that today is my Birthday.

“Hello! Sasria Kaal Ji.” I said.

“Hey Vicky! I want to tell you something.” Sujata replied.

“Yes, shoot it.”

“First promise me that it will be a secret in between both of us.”

“Promise sweety”.

“A guy named, Yash proposed me…I haven’t gave response to him yet. What do you say should I say yes to him??”

I was shocked…my eyes were filled with salty water. For a moment I felt that I am dead, my heart stopped beating..

“Vicky!!” She said.

“Yes, I am listening…” I said, controlling my tears.

“Tell me should I say yes or no?”

“If you love him then you should say yes…” said with heavy heart. After all I want to see her happy, it doesn’t matter whether I am with her or not.

“I think I love her.”

I felt like someone attacked on my head with hammer.

I want to burst into tears, I want to cry…

Suddenly my other mobile rang, Nishtha calling.

I said to Sujata, please hold for a moment and picked up Nishtha’s call.

“Hello Bhaiya! Happy B’day…” Nishtha said.

I was thinking what’s good in that, after all it was my worst day. But I’d to control my feelings.

“Thanks sis.” I replied

“Where is my party?”

“Its due, I’ll give you soon. Ok, I’ll call you later, right now I am busy.” And then hung up.

I said to Sujata, “Sorry !”.

“Today is your birthday?” She asked.

“Yes.”

“ohh.. Sry! Happy Birthday Vicky.”

“Thanks!” actually I wanted to say her thanks for giving me worst b’day gift in form of YASH.

I managed myself, guided her and wished her happy life and cut the phone by saying lie that I’hv insufficient balance.

From that day She only talks about him and I always supported her as a good friend.

After a month, she called me and told me that he ditched me, and started crying. This was another shock for me. I can tolerate my tears but I can’t tolerate tears in her eyes. I tried to convince her, that he is a good guy, I think there is some misunderstanding, so just talk to him and clear it. But finally they broke up.

I was very sad, not because she loves someone else. I was sad because she is not happy. I tried a lot to make her happy by cracking stupid jokes. After few days, things were getting normal. We have to live our life whether it is good or bad, that is the protocol of life.

Then her semester exams came, I helped her as much as I can only on phone, no face to face meetings. She done well in exam and was happy. Now I felt relaxed that she is happy. Don’t know why?

The time is 4 am, few hours left to leave Faridabad. I have a very good reason to be happy because I am joining TCS, but still something is missing, and this something name is Sujata.

I am again thinking about her. When she is happy, she calls me, in any problem she calls me, for sharing new experience she calls me…but for love…

I think I should not think about her, I have to make my heart strong.

Veeru you are a warrior…this is a life you have to move on to fulfill your dreams and to fulfill your parents expectations. And I am always there for your problems Sujata. Will miss you a lot.

My random playlist plays a song, “Ghungaroo ki tarah bajta he rha hu me….”

Veeru urf Vicky!

[Filled with tears]

Entering in the world of certainty :) :)

2010-12-22T05:30:00.000-08:00

Hey folks!

How are you all?

From last 4 months I was busy to give a new path to my career. And guess what......I made it to enter into the India's No.1 IT company TCS (TATA Consultancy Services Ltd.).

I can't describe my feelings in words..I want to say a few lines to you guys. "Never loose hope, if you loose it then you would lost in the crowd of this world. "

I am really thankful to my Family, Friends and Almighty :) :)

Especially, Arpit Choudhary (Aryabhatt) and Shantanu Chandalia (Shanu)....they made my life heaven.

Guys, if you want my help in your career then please feel free to contact on my mail id "me.virendrakedia@gmail.com"

Regards

VIRENDRA KEDIA,

Assistant System Engineer-Trainee,

TATA Consultancy Services Ltd (TCS),

Gandhinagar (Ahmedabad),

me.virendrakedia@gmail.com

Thanks to RE@DERS

2010-10-08T01:23:00.000-07:00

Hi Friends...

I am thankful to all of you for appreciating my blog and website (www.share2smile.com).

Especially thanks to you for making SAVE GIRL campaign successful. But still we have to work a lot. Due to some reasons I'd closed my website.

But I assure you I am working on new project which will be soon in front of you.

And about this blog....sorry for not writing from long time. Actually my life is going in a little bit bad situation. But as usual I am taking experiences which will polish my life. Surely I'll share my experiences with you in a short span of time. And yes I am not showing anyone that I am in tension...as usual trying to solve problems of others.... "Happy to help, Just need to know". :) :)

My upcoming stories on blogs are:

1.) Golden D@ys of Engineering Life (Final year Story).

2.) A big and pleasant Twist.

3.) My so called Luck, Destiny.

4.) Dispute without any reason :)

So, just wait for some days you will get a lot of matter to read, a reason to laugh, a reason to think....and yes a reason to learn something from experiences.

Have Fun.

Yours only,

Virendra Kedia (Veeru)

TRUE $TORY OF AN INDI@N GIRL: by VIRENDRA KEDIA

2010-04-30T20:41:00.000-07:00

Hello Friends!

After a long gap I am again in front of you with my “Experience of Life so far…”

This article is dedicated to all the girls of INDIA, to my friends who are girls and especially to one girl whose story I am going to tell you now. You all might be surprised that what has happened to Veeru (especially Masak Kali hehehe…), why he is talking on such a serious topic “INDIAN GIRL”. But my dear friends I can bet that after reading this section you all will start thinking on this topic seriously. I think this is not only her story but is the story of every Indian girl especially who belongs to middle class family.

Let me first of all clear one thing that I am not trying to show sympathy to anyone. This is the story of one of my friend SUJATA (imaginary name due to privacy reason) and I am sharing it with you without her permission. I don’t know why I am doing so…probably because from this story I started thinking of our country’s future…or may be I am stupid. Whatever the reason is, let’s start the story.

"When you grow up, you can be whatever you want to be." Little girls in the United States hear this all the time, from their mothers to teachers. Almost everywhere they go, they are encouraged to believe that girl can be just as smart, athletic, and successful as boys. Even the pictures of spunky women on magazine covers at the checkout stand tell them that when you're a girl, anything is possible. But for little girls in developing countries, the message is just the opposite. From the day they are born, they are constantly reminded of the things they are not allowed to do.

Sujata, age 20 years, a simple girl with extraordinary dreams, with frank & caring nature, wants to do a lot of things in life. In her opinion life means “Jeena with letting everybody happy and being happy at the same time…” Her aim is to achieve zenith in corporate field. She loves her Mom and Dad like anything. When I asked Sujata about her dad she replied, “He is not my dad, he is my God and I can do anything for him to make him happy.”

To make her dreams come true she came in another city for further studies, far away from her parents to her relative’s house. In this city I met with this girl incidentally. I don’t know how we became such a good friends and started talking almost every day on phone or by messages. We started sharing each and every secret of our lives with each other; we started helping each other in problems. She is the topper of IP university, isn’t it amazing?

Due to her frank nature, she has many friends. But her relatives think that she is just attracted towards opposite sex and hence scold her and warn her not to make friends. When she came at my home for her Visual Basic project (thanks to Chirag Sir who taught me VB), her uncle & aunty didn’t like it and scolded her like anything, blaming some rubbish things on her.

One thing I want to tell you here that her Uncle and Aunty have good terms with my family. But still they have problem on our simple and sweet friendship. “A Boy and a Girl can never be friends”, her relatives are probably the biggest supporter of this.

After few days she got some problem with VB theory and she wanted to clear her doubts with my help and as far as I think nothing is wrong in it. But when she came to my home, again the same thing happened. This time it took place in worst way. They do not trust on me, I can understand this but they do not have trust on Sujata, it is beyond my scope. The question here arise that what can we do for such narrow-minded people to think like normal human beings?

I don’t have any solution of this problem Sujata. I am not able to help you. I don’t know how I can…

Friends, her relatives are planning her marriage within a year. She is just 20 year old innocent girl. She wants to fly with wings of her dreams, but this society wants to cut her wings.

This is not just the story of Sujata, this is the case of most of the girls in this country. Women in India have always been the topics of concern. The family and society at large consider women as second class citizens. Though we respect and preach them in the form of Durga, Saraswati, Parvati and Kali, we also abuse disrespect them in the form of Child-marriage, Female infanticide, Sati, Sexual harassment and a lot more.

“We say every person is independent in our country, if it is so why a girl can not take her own decision, why she need permission every time she goes out, why she can’t make her own sky….WHY???” says Kinshuki.

This girl only wants a healthy environment. She does not need any support or sympathy but she wants a chance to grow.

One of my best friends, masak kali said that, “If a girl is in an environment jaha ke logo ki soch he kharab ho to she will suffer but achhey logo k beech kaam karegi, rahegi to progress hogi…”

It means the only thing we all need to do is to be a good human being. Good people will make good society and good society will give healthy environment to each and every girl and to our coming generation.

We talk about reservation for women, but tell me one thing that by giving reservation only; can women live happily in this country? By giving reservation, can they be a part of this country? By giving education to them, can they survive in this society?

No my dear friends, in fact we need to give education to all men so that they can start respecting the women.

Now I want your help friends. Not in the case of Sujata, whom I know, but for every Sujata in this country, to help them grow in healthy and social environment.

I am ready to do anything and please give your comments and suggestions for the same. If you have some idea and want to implement it then please contact me on my mail id me.virendrakedia@gmail.co m or on my number +91-9928395586.

“Naari Shakti Ko Salaam…!!”

(“Save Girl” - A campaign by www.share2smile.com)

PART-V ….MOTHERS DAY SPECIAL (Dedicated to my MAA)

2009-05-10T05:40:00.000-07:00

Hello friends!

First of all HAPPY MOTHERS DAY to you and your mother. And thank you to your Mother coz she gave me such a nice friend like you.

Mothers do not need a special day dedicated to her; she only needs your love, your happiness, your success every day. Is it right to dedicate her a single day? I think we should dedicate our whole life for her.

I am known to this world since 21yrs but I am known to my mother since 21yrs and 9 months. This period of 9 months make her a persona for me, who comes before the GOD. And this same apply for you all.

Can anybody give the full form of word “MOTHER”?

Well, I am trying for this question.

M…is for the Millions things she gave me.

O….means Only that she’s growing old.

T….is for the Tears she shed to save me.

H….is for her Heart of purest gold.

E…..is for Eyes, with love-light shining.

R…..means Right, and right she’ll always be.

Put them all together, they spell “MOTHER”. A word that means WORLD to me…

Well, I read a beautiful poem last year in a newspaper. I am writing that poem here, just read it and understand it.

सिर्फ माँ होती है
प्रारंभ से अंत तक!
माँ की भूख, भूख कहा होती है?
दो निवाले तोड़ने होते है बस, शरीर को चलाने के लिए!
हमे अच्छा खिलाने के लिए
दिनभर खटती है माँ रसोई में!
मसालों की गंध, जायेकेदार तडके
हमारी भूख बढा देते है
नरम-गरम फुल्के थाली में आते ही, गायब हो जाते है!

माँ की नींद, नींद कहा होती है?
हमारी अलार्म घडी है माँ,
घडी के कांटो से मुकाबला करती,
मानो दिन को परास्त करती है!
हमारे लिए कभी कभी तो उमरभर भी जाग जाती है माँ!

हमे सोया जान माथे पर डरते डरते
फिराती है अपने खुरदुरे हाथ और
वारि वारि जाती है हमारी नींदों पे!

हमारे अव्वल आने पर बार बार मार्कशीट को लगाती है छाती से,
अविरल बहती रहती है अश्रुधार,
मानो खुद के अल्प-शिक्षित रह जाने का अफ़सोस गला रही हो आंसुओ में!
हमारे ऊंचे मुकाम तक पहुचने में
माँ चुक चुकी होती है पूरी तरह
पर अब एक लों दिपदिपाती उसकी आँखों में
हमारी ऊंची उडाने उसे आत्म-गौरव से पूर देती है
उसकी आश्वस्ति अब विस्तार पाती है,
पानी के पंखो पे सवार हो,
लहरों से जीतना है वह, पर!
हमारी उडाने हमे उससे दूर ले जाती है अनवरत
उसकी प्रतीक्षा और हमारी प्रगति एक-दुसरे से होड़ करते है!
माँ दुसरे छोर पर उदास बैठी रह जाती है, ठगी सी.........

This poem shows the reality of the present scenario. Sometimes our success takes far from our mother.

Kisine sahi kaha hai, “Bhagwan har jagah maujood nahi ho sakte isliye usne Maa ko banaya hai.”

I want to say something to my MAA….

"माँ, तुम्हारे होने से हे कुछ मतलब है मेरे होने का, मैं तुम्हारा-तुम मेरी, तुम में बसती दुनिया मेरी! मेरे सुख-दुःख और जीवन के एक-एक पल की गवाह हो तुम, माँ मेरी दुनिया की भगवान हो तुम....."

LOVE YOU MAA.....

PART-III....Class-XII continued

2009-05-06T09:39:00.000-07:00

Hi Friends! Welcome back to my Experiences of life so far. People who are reading this blog first time, read the PART-I first, then come to the PART-II and then read this part.

Guys and chicks ;), as you know I fall again in love with Shubha. In this part I want to share a very hilarious and adventurous trip of my life. Here we go….

It was the day of Christmas (25^th December, 2005). I was thinking about what should I gift to Shubha? Because it was her b’day on 31^st of December. Frankly telling you guys, the toughest job of the world is to select a gift for a person who is close to you….and this constraint cross the limit when you have to select a gift for your love. But majburi ka naam to aap jaante he h ;)

I decided to give her a painting. I went to the painter and ordered him to make a painting of a boy’s face thinking about someone. He said, “Ok, It will cost you 1500 bucks and I’ll give you painting on 30^th”. I said ok and came to home. I was waiting for 30^th December.

And lastly the day came, I was very excited to see the gift for her. I went there and brought my packet to home. When I opened it……WOW!! Awesome yaar. I can not explain that painting, but still I try my level best.

In that painting, a tree was there which didn’t have a single leaf. It was the tree of spring. On the left corner of tree a boy face was painted nicely, who was thinking about someone. Some alphabets were written there which shows that what this boy is thinking about? That alphabets contains this sentence in a discrete form “Veeru loves you”. Really it was the fabulous painting.

I was very happy that I got such a precious gift for her. But in evening I got news from Knishuki that Shubha went to her native place i.e. Ajmer. I really felt bad. But what can I do? I asked kinshuki to give her contact number of Ajmer, but she don’t have her number. Means gift to door ki baat h I can’t even wish her. My all plans were failed.

At night I was thinking about her with the core of my heart. I was really missing her. Then I decided to go Ajmer and wish her. I woke up at 4:30Am, the day was 31^st of December. I prepared myself for this long journey coz Ajmer is 285KM far from Udaipur. I checked my wallet, I had 500 bucks in my pocket and I didn’t had Driving License at that time . Then I called Kullbhushan to ask some financial help. He asked me the reason, I told him my plan. He said no to me but I requested him and did some EMOTIONAL ATYACHAR……

He gave me 500 bucks more and said to me, “I am also coming with you veeru for any emergency case.” I told my MOM that I am going to school for extra classes and after that I directly go to the tution classes and in night Kullbhushan organized a new year party at his home so I’ll go there. Mom said Ok.

Me and Kullbhushan went to meet Kinshuki. I asked the address of Shubha at Ajmer. She said, “I don’t know exactly where she live, but one day she was talking about Savitri College in Ajmer and she said that she lives in the vicinity of that college.” Then I called Arpit that please call at my home around 7:30pm and say to my Mom that we all are going to Kullbhushan’s home for party.

Then I started my HOODIBABA…. And started my journey to Ajmer with Kullbhushan around 7:15am. I was in a single shirt without any woolen clothe on my body. I wore Shirt of cheery color and black jeans (Shubha really likes me in this dress. Her favorite color is Cherry color). My first stoppage was NATHDWARA, that is around 50Km from my home. We took tea there and decided to travel continuously to 235Km. I set my mind and started my bike. Bole to apun k mind me vo he ghum reli thi….

The top speed of my bike was around 100Km. We reached there at 12:30Pm. Uff…. I was really tired. That was my first trip to Ajmer. I went to Bouquet shop and purchased a bouquet made of red roses. Then we searched Savitri college. We got it man….

Kullbhushan was riding bike at that time. I am looking for a house with a name plate written of “SHARMA”. We got around 8 houses with such name plate in vicinity of college. I asked about Shudhanshu (Bro of Shubha) at every house but mera to bad luck he kharab h….

I didn’t got any clue about her. It was 2:00Pm. We had to leave so that we could reach to Udaipur at time. So, we went to “DARGAH” (I think you all heard about the famous mosque in ajmer.) and put that bouquet in dargah. We departed from ajmer at 2:30pm.

What the fucking luck I had….my bike punctured near a small village that was still 200Km far from Udaipur. We repaired our bike by a mechanic of near by shop. Again we started our journey at 4:15pm.

We saved from an accident by a truck coz of my rough driving. I was in hurry to reach Udaipur. We reached to NATHDWARA at 7:00pm. We took dinner in restaurant. At 8:30pm we reached to Udaipur. I dropped Kullbhushan at his home and reached to my home at 10:00pm.

It was a very bad day for me. I couldn’t make it to even wish Shubha on her B’day. I went to my bed to sleep.

I had a dream that night. What I seen that, “Shubha was in hospital. I went to met her. I reached there and entered in her room. Then I sat on bed near Shubha. She saw me and she said something from her eyes, and then she hugged me. I can feel her warmth, I can feel that she had a high fever. ”

I just woke up…I got threatened by that dream. Well, she came to Udaipur on 4^th of January,2006. I told my dream to kinshuki and said her that ask Shubha, is she alright?

Then Kinshuki came to me in lunch time, her eyes were filling with tears. I asked what happen dear? She said to me, “Veeru, koi kisiko itna pyar kaise kar skta h?”

“Hua kya h yaar? Kuch btayegi?” I replied.

Then she told me, “Shubha bta rahi thi ki new year vali night ko usko bht tej fever tha aur hospital me jakar drip chadhvani padi thi. Isliye vo Udaipur aane me late ho gayi.”

I was really shocked….matlab jo mujhey sapna aaya tha ki Shubha ki tabiyat sahi nahi h..that was true. Aisi cheeje aaj tak maine reel life me he dekhi thi…but you guys don’t believe me…ye meri real life me bi hua. I dreamed that my love is not well and it was true. How can it be possible??? Kya isey he kehte h true love??? Ya just a coincidence? Koi kaise bina mile bina jaane kisika haal jaan skta h???

…..To be continued.

PART-II......CLASS - XII

2009-05-03T07:21:00.000-07:00

Hello Friends! Welcome to my Experiences of life so far.

People who are reading this blog first time, read the

PART-I first, then come to the PART-II.

As you all know I lost my first crush (Hitika). My life

became so unstable by that shock. The worst thing is that

I lost one good friend also.

But its a rule of life, you have to face each and every

phase of life. Well, I tried my best to forget her. My all

friends Shanu, Ravi, Abhi, Arpit, Kullbhushan, Kinshuki,

Shubha, Surbhi were trying their best in helping to forget

that girl.

Finally, I got more attached with SHUBHA ;)
My final exams of XIth class has came. But due to fall in

attraction, I fell in exams too. I got 52% marks. The

fucking second division.

But my parents thinks that I am a good student and if I

tell them that I got 52% marks, then they will kill me.

I was so scared that how can I tell my result?

IDEAAAAA.... :)

What an idea sirji.....

I went to Ravi's home and done some calculations. Then I

erased my marks from marksheet with the help of blade. I

wrote the calculated marks and prepared a fake marksheet

with 71%.
Ufff.....its a tough job.

NOTE:- This stunt was done under the guidance of

professionals (VEERU, RAVI :) ). So, don't try it on your

marksheet. It will be harmful to you.

Well, I took that fake marksheet at home and told my

parents that I got 71% marks. I know this is bad, but at

that time I really scared with my marks and parents 3rd

degree tourcher.

My parents were happy from fake marksheet. But I realised

that I'd done wrong. I'd cheated my parents, I'd played

with their emotions.

I promised myself that I'll bring above 85% in my board

exams (Class-XII).

I'd joined again tution classes (Chemistry-Madhu Madam,

Physics-Goyal Sir, Maths-Joshi Sir).

I'd started my board preparations in summer vacations.
I was really worked hard at that time. Everything gonna be

fine, life, academics running smoothly.

One day Shbuha said, "Veeru, I want to join coaching of

PCM and I don't have any vehicle to go there."

Here I want to tell you guys that my home and Shubha's

home is nearly 1km far from each other. I said her,"Hey

Shubha! Don't worry. No fear, veeru is here. Come with me

at my coachings of PCM and I'll pick up you from your

home. Just come with me yaar."

She said yes. I had Bajaj Scooter at that time. But the

problem was her parents. They won't allow her to go with a

boy on his vehicle. So, we decided that she will come at

next street at this time and I'll pick up her from there.

Shudhanshu(younger brother of Shubha) used to drop her at

some distance from their house. Everything is going

fantastic.

The scenario was me and a pretty girl on my scooter used

to go to tution classes which were around 8Km from my

house. Wow....daily travelling of 16Km with a girl.... hey

don't be jealous, we were just a friends yaar.

My father got promotion, YIPPI he got the post of

Assistant Manager. We all were very happy. But my father

got posting in FARIDABAD (Haryana). As me and my bro had

board classes (XII and X respectively), so my father

decided to go alone to faridabad and planned that after

finishing the board classes we all will shift in

Faridabad.

I was really feeling bad to live away from Father. But

what to do...this is called life.

Well, my Father shifted to faridabad. He left his bike

(HoodiBaba....calliber 115) at home.
And I got that bike as I am older than my bro.

Hehehe..... now the scenario was, me and a pretty girl on

my BIKE.

My friends used to say me lucky boy. Shubha and me became

very close friends. We share almost everything in life

(except clothes ;) hehehe....).

I used to talk with her daily through my landline.

Sometimes we talk around 2hrs continuosly. It was included

in our daily routine.

Some times I went to PCO and call her from there. You all

must understand our depth of friendship.

She loves choclates (specially "BARONE", pta nhi ye

ladkiyo ko choclates he kyu pasand aati h...kabhi kabhi to

sochta hu ki kaash me choclate hota...atleast girls k lips

to touch krta....hehehe.... Veeru the naughty boy.)

Me and Shubha used to sit on the same bench at school too.

My peer group called us Husband-Wife.

By all these things.....a man in me arised.

i was falling for her slowly n unknowingly

. Yes...I am again in love. I told Surbhi and Kinshuki that I am in love with
your friend Shubha.

They started to help me in my 2nd love. I want to tell you

guys that we all friends whether boy or girl fall in love

with someone special. But I can't tell you their stories

as its their personal life.

Please come back to my life. Shubha is basically from

Ajmer. Uff....I love her.

Surbhi and Kinshuki had doubt that Shubha also loves

Veeru. They said this to me. That was an unforgettable

moment. But the problem was that how we can prove this?

One day me and Surbhi got an IDEAAAA....
I went to Surbhi's home. Her parents was not their. Then

she called Shubha and put the phone in Loudspeaker mode.

She started normal talks with Shubha and I was listening

all their boring gossips. Suddenly, Surbhi started talking

about Veeru.

I felt that Shubha is taking interest in me. At that time

I was feeling like Heaven. Surbhi asked her, "Hey Shubha!

Tell me truthly, do you love Veeru?"
My heartbeat stopped for a moment, I want to listen her

answer. Shubha said after 25 seconds, "I don't think so

that I love him....He is just my best buddy. Nothing more

than that."

"Suppose, Veeru propose you then what will be your

reaction, what will be your answer?", Surbhi asked her.

Shubha replied,"Its not possible that he will propose me.

I don't think so that he loves me."

"Just assume yaar...", Surbhi said.

"hmm....I don't know the answer. It depends on that

moment.", she replied.

HURRAY!!!! It means she have some feelings for me. I

wanted to shout but I can't because Shubha don't know that

I am at Surbhi's home.

I came to my home. I was very happy. Now I was planing to

propose her.

We all friends used to bunk our schools and go for some

adventures. Sometime for bike racing, sometimes in the lap of nature (you all must know that Udaipur is a CITY OF LAKES), sometimes theaters.

One day we decided to bunk our school. Me, Kullbhushan,

Surbhi and Shubha jumped from the boundary of school. We

parked our vehicles out of the school boundary. Surbhi had

HONDA ACTIVA and I borrowed PULSAR from Rajesh Bhai

(sweeper of my school....he is really a nice guy but due

to economic conditions he work as a sweeper.)

Well, we went to "BADI TAALAAB", a natural place with

lake, situated around 30Km far from my school.

We reached there, it was a place where nobody comes. This

place is only filled with visitors on weekend.

At that day only 4 people was there...(obviously Shubha,

Surbhi, Me and Kullbhushan.)

We were enjoying the peacefulness and nature. Me and

Surbhi were planning that How should I propose Shubha? And

Kullu and Shubha went on walk near the lake.

Suddenly a policeman came there on his bike...what the

F**K..

We all were scared because we all were in the school

dress. He came to us and started shouting on us, with

abusing language. Fatt gayi thi yaar. The problem was that

2 girls were with us. He said to us give your father's

number.

I said sorry to him and he was not ready to hear anything

from us. Shubha started crying infront of him. My mind was

running very fast that how we can overcome from this

situation? If he really called to our parents then they

will kill us.

I gave a landline number of Kaalu Bhai (who was my

neighbour...and he told me that whenever you will caught

in problem...just give my number).

Policeman dialled the number from his mobile phone. But it

was the mercy of God that the signals were very weak. He

was trying....he went at some distance for getting proper

signal. I gave a sign by my eyes to kullbhushan and I took

the key of HONDA ACTIVA from Surbhi.

I said run....we all rushed to our vehicles. Me and Shubha

sat on ACTIVA, Kullu and Surbhi sat on Pulsar. We started

our vehicles and gave the full speed. (uff....Activa was

running like a HAYABUSA.)

We didn't looked back till Shubha's home. Both girls

entered inside home and we boys went to my home. I was

shivering because of that policeman.

I told my mom that today we'd a half day in school.
It was

one of the worst day of my life. But by God, we all were

safe in our homes.

I called Shubha, and said to her just relax yaar.

That was the biggest adventure...hehehe

.....To be continued

SCHOOL DAYS : CLASS XI

2009-04-25T08:52:00.000-07:00

Hi friends!! My name is Virendra Kedia. My friends, family, crush, love, enemy, relatives, etc calls me VEERU. [I am not comparing myself with Dharam Paaji of Sholay :) ]. Presently, I am pursuing engineering from Jaipur. Well Guys! I am here to share my story of life and experience (whether good or bad :) ) with you. These all things are related to my life. If it matches with you people then its just a coincidence.

Ohkey! Let me start with my Class:XI (Kendriya Vidyalaya Eklinggarh, No.2, Udaipur). First of all I want to tell you about my school group i.e VSAARCK....

V - Virendra (thats me)
S - Shantanu (a.k.a. Shanu )
A - Abhishek (a.k.a. Abhi/Chhuni)
A - Arpit (a.ka. Aryabhatt/Monty)
R - Ravindra (a.k.a Ravi)
C - Chhatarpal (a.k.a Chhatri/Sattu)
K - Kullbhushan (a.k.a Kullu)

It is my group and I can do anything for it. Love you VSAARCK.
This group have all the fun like bike racing, girlfriend making, love advices, bunking school, academics...bla bla bla..
Me and Shanu was neighbour and we used to go for cycling every evening since we were in class VIII.

When I was in Class Xth, I made a working model, "Railway Safety Device", in KV Science Exhibition. My project was selected for state level. Then I went to Jaipur for state level KV Science Exhibition.
I presented my model successfully and I got selected for National Level Science Exhibition, which was going to be held in Ahmedabad.
I was very much excited coz the top 3 models will go to Amsterdum. My school principal Mr.B.K.Shrivastava, was very much impressed by my work and obviously my parents too.

Finally the judgement day came. I presented my model in front of judges. I got 5th rank over there and ultimately I couldn't make it to Amsterdum :(

But it was a great experience in such a small age.
Those were the best days of my life.

Let me come to the point. We all had science stream and you know most of the students of science goes for coaching. Me also used to go coaching of Physics at Jafari Sir's tution classes. And there I got my first crush ;). Her name was Hitika (its an imaginary name, gals ka naam disclose nhi kar skta...samjha kro).

Hitika was from "THE STUDY" school (vaha ki gals bht famous h apni short skirts k liye.). We became very good friends. Sometimes we bunk our tution classes and used to stand on roadside, near the Neem tree, sharing our family gossips, friends.

Then I decided to propose her. I wrote a love letter of 16 pages. This letter was first checked by Kinshuki. Oops...sorry dear. I forgot to tell about my girl friends :)
Kinshuki, Surbhi, Shubha.... these 3 girls were my best friends.
Ok, finally my love letter reached in Hitika's hand. My heartbeat was running like a generator running.... dhak dhak dhak...

Next morning she called me and asked me to come at tution center. I was scared because that day was sunday and my tution classes were off. Then, why she called me there? Is it so that she had called her father.

Frankly telling you guys... fati padi thi.
Well, I have made my heart undersatnd that come on veeru...shayad vo tujhey yes kar degi aur isliye bula rahi h.
I rushed to tution center. She was standing near the Neem tree in white Salwaar-Suit holding my love letter in her right hand. She was looking pretty.
I reached there. She said " What is this Veeru?".
"This is my feelings for you." I replied.
"Veeru, you are my best friend, i like the way you are. But I can't love you." She said.
"But why? Whats bad in me?"
"Nothing is bad in you Veeru, But I can't. I forgot to tell you that I'd already one boyfriend."
I was shocked, stuckked at that position. I wanted to cry but I managed myself.
I asked her, "I am your best friend na...Then why you didn't told me?"
She didn't had a satisfying answer. She started her scooty and left that place. I was watching her until she disappeared from my eyes.

My eyes was filled with salted water....And I lost my first crush like this.

EXPERIENCE: "You can never ever read female's mind. Even God is helpless in front of Goddess".

To Be Continued.....