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Happy New Year 2013! :)

Wishing everyone a very Happy and a Prosperous New Year 2013

With every new year comes a plethora of resolutions and then more often than not we end up following just a couple from the list that we might have been preparing for days and days, making sure that all the bad habits that we have, we should try to part ways with them and make sure that we don’t end up continuing with the same.

I would like to confess that I have had this habit of making resolutions every year and not being able to fulfill the same. What happens at the end of each resolution is that there is a huge list waiting to be dealt with. The list has kept growing and has gone bigger each year.

This very morning, I was talking to a very dear friend of mine, who asked me: “so boss! What’s the resolution for this year. “

“Well! I know why you are asking me the same . This year I have decided that I will not be so harsh on myself. I will take it easy and try to live life to the fullest as if there was no tomorrow .” —Me

“Blah! Blah Blah! It’s a good way to escape from the very realities of life and you are being impractical. You know what life is all about, it’s about making it count for you get only one chance to have a shot at it. Then why not have some ambitions and make it big rather than settling in down with something which is not worthy of you.”—Friend

“Ya, that’s a perspective that one can chose to have on life and is indeed a very lucrative and rewarding one. But somehow, I feel that there is no use running after the materialistic possessions and wasting time on the same.”—-Me

“Then what would you do if you don’t want to emulate the stuff done by nearly every rational person on this planet Earth? Don’t you think that life would become so meaningless with no aim what so ever and with nothing to run for when you get up every morning? Don’t you think you will get really bored and fed-up of what’s going on? Won’t you have a tendency to compare yourself with every other batch-mate of yours who are bound to make it big one day?”—Friend

“Hmm! You have been thinking a lot these past couple of days. I am impressed. You are right in what you have to say and it is but a natural consequence of our conditioned thinking that we end up doing whatever you have suggested. And to be frank, I do not have any answer to what you might be questionning me at this point of time in my life. I have long way to go before I am able to figure out the answers for the same. But one thing that I certainly know and would want to tell everyone that one should certainly try to have an aim in life but not run after the same. One should not become a part of the rat-race culture where one is ready to compromise with one’s values in order to achieve his/her ambition at any cost, no matter whether you end up being successful or not.”—Me

And then we went on to discuss all the aspects of life which people normally do after getting drunk. What a way to start the first day of a new year .

The only thing that I would want to remember is: dont go too harsh on yourself, take it easy and live life to the fullest ….kyonki zindagi na milegi dobara aur fir kal ho na ho .

Source for Image: http://christmaswallpapers20.blogspot.in/p/happy-new-year-images.html, http://www.tosca-life.info/about/life/

Kabul Hai!

It is not often when you find yourself in a situation where one of your best friends from school era is about to get hooked to someone via the concept of the all so famous arranged marriage in India.

And it is not often that you find yourself accompanying him to the place where the girl’s side is about to meet the guy’s side and is trying to get this meeting to a fruitful conclusion. Somehow, you are also expected to play a big role in the same by analyzing the entire dynamics of the meeting and figure out whether the girl will turn out to be suitable for the guy and vice-versa.

I have just had this experience of accompanying one of my best friends to his house where the meeting was scheduled to take place. More than I, who was feeling really awkward doing this stuff, my friend was feeling even more awkward considering that he hates this whole concept of families getting to know each other along with the guy and the girl.

More than discussing their own things, the families are more so concerned about what the guy and the girl might be talking to each other, of course their sole intention being that the guy should like the girl and similarly the girl should like the guy.

The conversation that ensues between the guy and the girl ranges from what they are doing at present to what they normally like doing, hobbies etc etc. It sounds like a chat on Yahoo Messenger or gtalk where one tries to know the other person or in short need a way to start the conversation.

I wonder whether one is really interested in knowing as to what the other person might be interested in, apart from just finding a way to start that conversation and hoping that the girl would follow suit.

The tactics and the strategy seems to work on every occasion and in turn leads to that all important conversation which will be the decisive factor with regards to whether the guy and the girl would get married.

On one hand where the guy and the girl seem to be shyly involved in their own discussions, on the other hand, the families sit there keeping their fingers crossed hoping that they will get to hear an affirmative from the two after they have finished talking.

I guess what I have mentioned above used to be an old era scenario where the guy wouldn’t be allowed to meet the girl more than once and he had to take the most important call of his life in just one meeting.

Things have certainly changed over time. Now, the guy and the girl at least in not so conservative families are allowed to meet more than once in order to decide whether they will be able to spend their entire life together.

As far as this meeting is concerned, all went well and my friend decided to meet this girl once again in the near future hoping to find out whether the compatibility quotient was high enough for him to say Kabul hai.

Source for Image: http://barbieloveislam.blogspot.in/2011/01/ishq-e-nabi-hoto-ibadat-kabul-hai.html

Ad-Hoc Disaster!

I have been quite voiceferous about the ad-hoc decisions in life to the point of me becoming a die-hard fan of the same. But sometimes ad-hoc decisions can lead to consequences which you might have never thought about.

Indeed, it was Christmas eve and indeed me and a couple of friends were all too excited about the occassion. We had to do something on the day. With this uncertain thought in mind, we decided to do a bon-fire at a place which is not very far from my city.

The journey soon turned out to be a trip to IIT Kanpur, which, over time, has become our default destination whenever we are deprived of alternate places to go to. Following suit, we were on the highway driving at around 100kph and all too happy about the future that lied ahead. Somehow, God had other plans for us.

15kms from the campus, Sattu decided to explore the heater in the car, for it was becoming cold. Little did we know, that the heater in the car, which is supposed to provide us with some comfort would end up giving us nightmares.

Soon after putting on the heater, we could smell something burning. Thinking that it might be coming from a dumpyard closeby, we decided to ignore the same and continued with our journey.

As soon as we entered the IIT campus, the car decided to stop on its own, as if it had been bestowed Artificial Intelligence by someone sitting up there. The more we tried to move it using the accelerator, the more it demonstrated its stubborn nature.

It was already 2 a.m. at night, and we decided to have some fun with the thought that we would be needing the services of a mechanic, who would only be available in the morning, leaving the car on its own.

What followed was a nite-out with a couple of friends in Kanpur and a campus tour which is supposed to be the sought-for thing that we do whenever we are in the campus. And yes, we managed to find some time out to play Badminton, which has been my favourite of sports since times immemorial.

The Christmas eve went really well, though we had doubts about what was going to happen just a couple of hours after we had decided to throw ourselves on the beds in the hostel room.

The morning brought with itself some bad news. The mechanic told us that the clutch-plate had been malfunctioning and that it needed to be replaced. The car would have to be towed to the service centre and it would take a whole day to repair the same.

With no alternatives, in sight, and due to unavailability of the loader that day, we decided that we would be taking our car to the service centre the day after. Pretending to forget as to what had happened we managed to have some more fun with one of the guys cooking and the rest enjoying some deliciously cooked food, which I would like to refer to as Nayak (the guy who cooked) special night.

The night was again one of those to remember for a life time. Getting up in the morning was a tedious affair with the loader waiting for us at the IIT gate, all set to tow us along with the car to the place where the car was supposed to find some salvation.

The service centre staff was kind enough to recognize the fact that we were IITians and that the service was to be provided the very day itself. Soon, we saw our car being lifted by one of the pulley-systems installed in one of the workshops of the service centre at a place called Rumi.

It was only in the evening around 7p.m. that the car could be finally repaired with efforts from the laborious staff. 7:30p.m., we were found driving on the famous Lucknow-Kanpur highway after having bargained hard (due to lack of financial resources that we happen to possess) and after having completed all the formalities with respect to the car.

It was only around 10p.m. that I could finally reach home after dropping back Sattu. As I was having dinner, a couple of thoughts disturbed the peace of mind that I was trying to seek after a tedious and hectic day:

“Overall, not a bad trip! We were lucky enough to have reached the campus, where everything could be arranged. We could even bargain on the price and get the best deal, which otherwise would have gone into thousands. And over and above all this was the fact that it took us only a day to get out of the situation that we were in.”

It is amazing, how if we chose to think in a positive manner with a totally contrasting perspective, we can still laugh about what happened and still stay focused on the ad-hoc thinking that we are so proud of .

Of course, we would wish that such a thing doesn’t happen to us in the future, when we would be ready once again to hit the road wearing our traveling shoes and wanting to experience a new thing everytime we do the same. .

Source for Image: http://perezdesign.com/2008/09/ad-hoc/, http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/ricleichtung/ad-hoc

The Doomsday!

The day has gone and nothing has happened. For those who really believed in what the Mayans had to say were disappointed to the core and for those who feared that the calamity was about to happen breathed a sigh of relief.

For those who held the rational flag flying high, called these people silly for having had such a belief. Numerous messages could be seen of fb regarding the same. No matter what happened, the suggestion that the world was coming to an end certainly created much chaos and discussion amongst the mortals of this era.

The doomsday never occured but the incident that followed and which has become the talking point of the nation (I am referring to the Delhi rape case) certainly is a warning to our society that, if such incidents keep taking place, the doomsday for our Indian society and for the value system that we all tend to be so proud of is not that far off.

An exemplary punishment is what our society is demanding in a unison. It might look creulty to some amongst us, but the fact is that in countries like Saudi Arabia, UAE etc., because of the nature of the law and the kind of punishment that is brought upon a person committing crimes such as the above, the number of cases have gone down considerably.

The reason might be that a human being is most governed by the fear factor and the kind of psychological impact such laws tend to have on us all. No matter what the reason, it indeed is an effective practical strategy which tends to give immediate results.

The question is: should India emulate what is being done in the Middle-East or should India come out with its own set of rules which might have a deterrent effect on the incidents that are happening all over India and in some cases aren’t being reported as well.

The past tells us that all the efforts of the Indian law system to curb the very incidents have not been able to prevent such incidents from taking place. It might be due to the delay in such cases when and if they are reported to and taken into the court. It might also be due to the fear of social consequences that some prefer not to report such incidents. It might be due to the inept handling of the cases by our forces which are untrained to handle the same.

Whatever might be the reason behind such incidents happening, one thing that everyone would agree to is that our laws should be able to create enough deterrent effect, so that such incidents dont take place in the future.

Some of the steps that can be taken by our government is to establish community policing, wherein the citizens can supplement the efforts made by the police of our country. Coupled with the above, an effective patrol would go a long way in preventing such incidents from happening and would certainly have a deterrent effect on persons with such kind of predatory mentality.

If you have a look at the incidents that are taking place in and around our capital city, one aspect that is starkly visible is the fact that in many incidents, the persons who actually indulged in such an act happened to be from outside New Delhi (in the present case, from Bihar) who come to Delhi in search of work and end up commiting such a crime.

Thus, it becomes important for any employer who is bringing in labour class or any other person (including domestic worker) from outside the city for work, should have a police verification done before giving him/her a job.

Another aspect that has come forth is that girls should be made capable enough to defend themselves. This in turn brings out the point that, in schools, girls should be given some kind of martial arts training which will not only make them able enough but would also prove to be a personality and personal enhancement training regime.

The guys, on their part, should be made to respect women. An effective role needs to be played by the families and schools wherein moral teachings coupled with what is right and wrong should be told to the men of our society.

Coupled with the above, the need of the hour is to have a deterrent law regime along with an effective and sensitive police force which will go a long way in curbing such incidents.

If the above is not done, then the doomsday conspiracy might indeed turn out to be true for our society, but the good thing is that it is in our hands as citizens of this country to prevent the same from occuring and we must leave no stone unturned in order to ensure that such things don’t happen in the future.

Source for Image: http://channel.nationalgeographic.com/channel/doomsday-preppers/, http://honeyimalesbian.wordpress.com/2012/05/22/date-rape/

SpaIndia Love!

What happens when your love is left behind in India and you are on a honeymoon with your husband in Spain. What happens when you are not able to get the love of your life and have to compromise for something that is chosen for you by your parents.

Such a condition can indeed be a nightmare for not only the married couple but also the guy who has been left behind in India and can be called as the lover for all our future references.

The lover tries to get in touch with the lady, who cannot reciprocate the same for the fear of consequences that she had been thinking all along.

One fine morning, the boss of the company in which the lover works, calls him and informs him that he needs to go to Spain for a project.

There are mixed feelings about the whole scenario and only the lover knows as to what’s going inside him thinking about the entire situation that is being framed, as if, by someone sitting up there.

“Is HE playing games with me? ” is what the lover is thinking.

Now, here are a few questions that you guys might be interested in answering and which will, in all senses of the word, will redefine the lover’s destiny:

1. Do you think the lover should go to Spain?

2. If the lover happens to go to Spain, do you think the lady should meet the lover?

3. Do you think the lady should leave her husband and marry the lover?

Hurry up with your answers! Because the lover’s destiny lies in your hands now .

Source for Image: http://jula16.deviantart.com/art/Spanish-Love-185109800

Ad Hoc Zindagi!

I have always been a very big fan of ad hoc decision making throughout my life. Planning has always looked so boring to me, personally. The kick and the pleasure one gets in an ad-hoc implementation is much more than what you can possibly get via a planned implementation.

Some of my friends tell me that it can’t go on forever and ever, which is true to some extent. But till you are able to do so and till the time you have an apetite to sustain such trips, then why the hell one should be laid back in taking that one step towards something which will remain with you forever and ever.

Some even say that its a sheer waste of time and money. After all what’s there in roaming around alone. What is this kind of fun that is very much incomprehensible to them?

Well! Some things are there to be felt and not talked about or explained. Either you feel it or you don’t and this is one such thing which needs to be looked at not from the perspective that our brain tends to provide us with but from a perspective that our heart tends to provide.

And sometimes it’s not all about losing or winning; it is also not about those materialistic things and pleasures of life that we tend to preserve for centuries without really getting the pleasure out of it and undermining the purpose of preserving the same.

It is also not about getting hitched to what the norm is; what is normally done by the majority; what might be the recommended thing to do; what might be the most sought for thing to do at a certain point of time in life.

It is much more than what I have mentioned above. It is life personified. It is the happiness and the satisfaction you derive from being close to the nature that is more important than anything else in life that you can possibly perceive or think of.

I know that this can’t go on forever and ever and there will be a time when I will also do the normal. But you never know what lies in the future. And who can deny the possibility of me getting lucky with respect to be able to spend sometime such as this in the future .

All that I would like to say, as of now, is Three Cheers to Ad-Hoc Zindagi .

Source for Image: http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/ricleichtung/ad-hoc

School Time!

I am sure you all have some very fond memories of your respective schools and the time that you spent with your school friends. Though, it is not very often when you get a chance to meet your friends from that era, yet whenever a get together of sorts happens, it is extremely enjoyable and it is one of the things that you really look forward to.

And yesterday was one such occassion when I met a very dear friend of mine. Somehow, with school comes back the old memories and we decided to revisit some of the same.

Residency, which is quite famous in Lucknow for the role that it played during the revolt of 1857, is known to us for entirely different reasons. It, in some way, became our bunk place, whenever we could manage to sneek out of the school premises.

To tell you a little more about the place, it has become really famous for a couple hideout. With not many places for love birds to visit in the city, this historical place seemed to have given them the hope of their life.

Couples can be found sitting underneath the trees and amongst the reminiscents of the war times. A real get away for some, the place is proving out to be a blessing in disguise for the love birds to come together and spend some quality time in a secure environment such as this.

We decided to revisit the days when few amongst us were brave enough to bunk the school and could manage to reach the destination of our times.

Nothing seemed to have changed and the magnificent structures seemed to remind us of the immortality of the same. Numerous couples could be seen inside the premises holding hands and walking together or sitting and talking underneath the beautiful trees and in the gardens.

On entering, my friend decided to find out whether the chimney, that we used to climb, is still there and in a similar condition or not. Every structure seemed familiar and a couple of places which were in all senses of the word, our adda, were still there and seemed to be welcoming us both with open arms.

After a long chat and a tour of the historical place, we decided to treat our stomachs with the delicacies of Lucknow, which are quite famous for some reason or the other all over India.

And one such destination that seems to be a must go whenever you are in Lucknow, is Tunde Kebabs. Deliciously prepared kebabs coupled with some paranthas along with Biriyani is what you long for whenever you are here.

It was indeed a treat to all senses that we can possibly think of ranging from the sight of the food to its smell. While we were munching uponthe same, we were joined by a couple of my college friends, who had no hesitation what so ever to help us in our efforts to finish the delicious cuisine.

Thereafter, it was but natural for us, to take a stroll in the all so famous streets of Hazratganj and the Parivartan Chowk, where we couldn’t but help eat the famous gajar ka halwa and rabri from one of the most famous shops in Lucknow by the name of Chanakya.

Sitting outside the same, we could see the traffic pass by, which reminded me of how many more cars have been added to the city’s kitty since the time when we all were kids and used to avail the service of public transport in the city.

Somehow, one of the favourite topics that seem to have become so common amongst all my friends and which becomes an instant hit whenever someone mentions about the same is life.

And there we were expressing our specialist views on the same. After a round of the all so important discussion, we decided to head back to our respective safe havens.

As I was driving back home after dropping my friend, the sweet memories seemed to resonate in my mind, reminiscing about the all so wonderful stress free days of our life, which one can only relive through his/her child’s eyes now.

Source for Image: http://howtodraw.123peppy.com/how-to-draw-school-friends/605

Parents Dilemma!

Every parent wishes the best for his/her child. They want to make sure that their child gets all the things in the World that they desire and wish for. And in turn, try to offer the best they can to their child.

So far so good, but the problem arises when the parent thinks that they know what’s best for their child, because the child might have his own opinions and take on things which can be totally different from what the parent thinks on the same.

When such a situation arises, then the sole aim of making their child happy seems to get lost somewhere in between the arguments that tend to occur amongst the parents and the child.

As a result, the child thinks that the parents are not being very understanding, at the same time don’t care about what they think and want from life. The parents on their part tend to think that their child has gone astray and is not listening to and abiding by the experience that they want to trickle down on to their child from which they believe the child would surely benefit.

The problem takes the form of a frankenstein monster if the two continue to quarrel over what might seem to be a petty matter to a third person. Coupled with the lack of open communication and rigidity on the part of the two parties to the quarrelsome situation, what ensues in the family is stress and tension.

The child might want to run away from such a situation and if he or she is immature enough, he/she might tend to take a step which might prove to be disastrous to him/her as well as to the entire family. In extreme cases, it might result in the child attempting a suicide or even succeeding in such an attempt.

That’s where the parents’ handling of the matter becomes extremely important. The parents, being more mature and supposedly more intelligent, should try to take control of the situation at the same time, should let their child explore the situation in a protective environment that they are very much capable enough of providing.

What this will ensure is that the child will get an opportunity to learn from his/her mistakes at the same time trusting the fact that they have a strong support system in the form of his/her parents who will be there at all times for him/her, no matter what happens.

This tends to give the child immense confidence, at the same time instilling in the child a sense of responsibility, which in turn enables the child to take rational and logical decisions for themselves.

Thus, the parents’ primary role, according to me, is to make the child realize that he/she is very much a mature person capable of making rational decisions in his/her life which is not only good for himself/herself but also good for his/her family.

If the parents are able to do just that, then their dilemma of letting their child take his/her own decisions and taking full control of their life will be resolved and it will in turn lead to a pleasant environment in the family.

Source for Image: http://fknizner.umwblogs.org

Saas ki khidmat ;)

What I saw today is what I can call an emerging trend which is increasingly being adopted by the to be intelligent bahus of our Indian society.

They have realized that more than wooing the guy, it is more important to woo the mother-in-law in order to ensure that peace and tranquility is maintained in the household.

And I witnessed one such demonstration of love towards the to be mother-in-law by one of my friends whom we all know by the name deo.

As if she was all prepared and was all set to completely sweep her to-be-mother-in-law of her feet. And trust me! She did extremely well in her endeavour and if there had been some sindoor in her hand, I am sure the mother-in-law would have filled that herself in her to be daughter-in-law’s maang.

After a stint with the mother-in-law, the prince charming for whom deo had waited for so long arrived in his nano and the blushing on her face was very much visible to each and everyone who was present on the occassion where the prince charming was supposed to take his to-be on a nano drive.

As if the couple was all set to sneek out of the gathering and guess what the couple didn’t waste any time what so ever and were no where to be found in just a couple of minutes after the arrival of prince charming.

It took them around an hour before they could be seen in the gathering once again. And much like an ideal daughter-in-law, she again stuck to her task of wooing her to-be-mother-in-law.

All in all, a very much thought out strategy adopted  by a very intelligent bahu concerning the lady of her life, who is all set to play the most important role in her new life, which will start immediately after she ties the knot.

Source for Image: http://soniacism.wordpress.com/2011/03/23/todays-recipe-bahu-fried-in-hot-saas/

Bhaiji Ki Shaadi!

Day before yesterday, around 5 in the evening, there was this one phone call which was all set to change the nature of my weekend which was about to follow.

“Whats up, kush?”—-Prem“Nm yaar, just time pass. “—Me                                                  “Ok! then you should come over to Bhaiji’s wedding scheduled to take place tomorrow.”—Prem                                                                                                                    “Cool! Not a bad idea yaar! Let me convince Maa, who has been, of late, quite upset with my ad hoc expeditions   and you are suggesting me to do the same now. So, let me try and see if its possible.”—Me

2 hours down the line, there I was, treading the path towards IIT Kanpur, where the marriage was supposed to take place. It brought back the memories of times when I was about to join the B.Tech programme in the same.

With some good music again to break the silence and a wonderful road lying ahead, I was all too excited to be going to the place of my life which had been so instrumental in making me what I am today.

It took me around 2 hours to reach the campus, where the party was all set to begin with my badminton gang preparing for the same. They had plans and I was eagerly waiting to become a part of the same.

 

Where there are plans there is daaru, though our ex-baddy coach would have got really very upset at the idea, yet he wouldn’t have mind, at least now. For those who aren’t aware of what goes on in our campus, let me tell you that the favourite pass time of the maximum junta in college is to have a bottle in hand and talk about all the topics in the World which you won’t otherwise and the kind of lingo that goes along, is in true senses, like the icing on a cake.

With some good food from one of my favourite canteens in the IIT campus and some great booze, we all greatfully availed this opportunity of revisiting our college days with open arms.

The room party lasted till around 4 in the morning, after which few amongst the lot decided to take a short nap, where as others including me decided to take a biking tour to Bithur, a place, around 14 kms from the IIT campus and for some hold great religious significance.

It was indeed a beautiful morning to have witnessed the rising sun right in front of our eyes, sitting alongside the banks of the all so famous river Ganga. After having another round of bulla on what not, we thought of tasting the delicacies which our state is famous for all over the World.

Delicious and hot jalebis coupled with garam samosas were what was served in the morning platter and we sat there amidst the woods, munching upon one of my favourite food items in sweets.

After spending a couple of hours in the arms of mother Nature, we headed back to our rooms in the campus. Somehow, if you are on a nite out, you tend to feel tired, but here we were, feeling as fresh as ever. May be, the joy of returning to a place was so overwhelming that we couldn’t help but coming under the influence of the same.

Normally, after returning from a so called hectic tour, one would want to rest and relax in one’s room, but Prem had plans for us. How could he have afforded the ex-baddy team members to have not played a couple of games in the all so wonderfully built new sports complex in the campus, and there we were, taking a shot, literally, once again at the game which we all loved, for sure.

Tired like hell, we decided to throw ourselves on the beds after a 2-hour long sports session. Little did we realize that 3 hours had already passed by, and it was already 5 in the evening, when we got up.

Till this time, we hadn’t even thought about the reason as to why we were there. We were all very delighted to be back amongst the group of our life. To break this wonderful thought was, who else, but Prem once again, who reminded us all of bhaiji’s marriage which was scheduled to take place in a couple of hours from then.

Those who are very found of looking super cool in all these social functions decided to get ready for the same, and for persons like Prem and myself, the campus was calling us once again and was all set to demonstrate the ever-increasing exuberence that it has always tried to maintain since its inception in the 1960s.

We happened to visit all our favourite spots in the campus and managed to meet a couple of juniors all too excited and preparing for the upcoming Inter-IIT Sports meet, scheduled to take place in a couple of days from now, in IIT Roorkee.

Around 7′o clock in the evening, our campus tour was interrupted by a call from those who had by then done all the make-up etc. and were all set to charm the ladies in the baraat.

And we were given the ultimatum of around half an hour to get ready, which was, trust me, more than what we would ever required in our life times.

The baraat was a typical Indian wedding style kinds with a couple of people dancing in front of the car of the dulha and expressing their happiness over their relative all set to get an opportunity to taste the shaadi ka ladoo.

The event for the two amongst the lot lasted till around 2′o clock, when we both decided to take a leave from the campus and from our friend who was about to join the pundit in conducting the series of rasamein without which an Indian wedding remains so incomplete.

With one of the guys all set to catch his flight at 7 in the morning from the Lucknow airport, and me wanting to come back to Lucknow because of some of the things that I needed to take care of, we both decided to head back together to Lucknow at 4′o clock in the morning, from Kanpur.

After dropping my friend at the airport, I had none, but myself to reminisce upon the wonderful time that I had just spent with my gang.

With these wonderful memories, I wrung the bell of my house and my mother opened the door, who was all too happy to see me standing outside. I decided to settle down in the cosy comforts of my room.

As I closed my eyes, I wondered as to whether I will ever get such an opportunity to spend such wonderful time again in my lifetime with my gang.

Source for Image: http://204.58.204.52/bkshelf/gangalrt/gangalrt.htm, http://www.pennmasti.com/