Vickey Bhaiyya's Reception

My cousin Brother "Ravi bhaiyya" @ "Vickey bhaiyya" got married on 2nd of December, 07 with "Mamta bhabhi". Baraat went to her residence at "Nayagaon". But due to my Practical exams, I couldn't attend their wedding ceremony. I also couldn't attend a pre-marriage function on 29th of November. Suddenly my mom asked me & my sister to attend Reception party which was scheduled on 6th of December. We refused as there were Exams in our college from 8th. She said we'll return on 7th early in the morning. I was answerless. I had no option but to go. So I planned to go on 5th. I also had to prepare some question papers for class I & II. So I left for Delhi at 7.00 A.M. Bus left at 7.30. After changing 3 buses I reached my destination. Actually I took the wrong path. I asked a person the correct address. Ultimately I reached at my Buaa ji's house at 11.45 A.M. There was a very large scale preparation. I met with my Vickey bhaiyya. But after then I was feeling bored as everyone was busy in work. I was not feeling happy. It was very boring doing nothing & sitting alone. But then Bhaiyya introduced me with my Bhabhi ji. She asked me to sit. But I couldn't talk to her. I was felling very ashamed. Due to my shy nature, I couldn't answer her any question. Phew! Buaa ji came & asked me to leave the room as she had to get her ready. Next day rest of my family arrived. Same day my brothers insisted me to get my beared & moustache trimmed off. I wanted to do this on 22nd of December. But I had to. I was looking very strange in clean shave! My sister scolded me for this. So did my mom & dad. But my cousin sister (Nisha didi) & brothers (Golu & Raju bhaiyya) said it's looking nice on my face. CONTRADICTION! So reception party was in the evening. I got myself ready for party. But it was bone chilling cold outside. I was feeling very uncomfortable. Party started at 8.00 P.M. My sister called me & asked me to stand with her (I was standing outside)! We watched everyone dancing & enjoying the Music. Especially "Mauja hi mauja". Then my another cousin brother "Vishu bhaiyya" came and took us to dance. I don't know how to dance, so I didnot. He became angry on us. Finally we both had to throw some hands & do some strange steps! Afterall in Party who cares about right dance steps! We enjoyed the music, got photographed with Vickey bhaiyya & Mamta bhabhi, watched them dance, gave our Gift & ate the Dinner.(It was exhausted much earlier because of some "Bin bulaay mehmaan"). Food was prepared again! I went to bed at 1.30 A.M. next day. On 7th we had to return. Suddenly I did not feel like going. I wanted to talk to others, get mixed up with them. I left my shyness & enjoyed their company. But I had to leave. After touching feet of elder people, I came out of house. Bhabhi ji extended & shook her hands with me. I reached forward to touch her feet also, but she drew them back. After all she's not that old! But I did that because Bhabhi is like Mother. So finally we left for Dadri at 3.00 P.M.( We're supposed to do that at 6.00 A.M. in the morning)! We reached Dadri at 7.30 P.M.in night & next day there was my Botany-A Exam! I took that Exam without any preparation. Only God knows how many marks I'm gonna get. But it was a great trip. No one there was interested in talking to me but Bhabhi ji was. And I escaped from that! Just because of unneccessary shyness! WHY I'M LIKE THIS? Why don't I hesitate while doing wrong things but I do when there's nothing wrong. God stop me from doing wrong things. Show me the way. I beg you & I pray from you. I'll not do that again in my life. Bye-2, after all I've to view wedding photos!

December 1st, 2007

So the Winter season arrived with all it's strength from Ist of December, 07. I should call it "True Winter season" instead. Because weather was a bit cold during November, but there was a lot of difference in temperature of 30th of November & December Ist. When I woke up, I saw slight fog outside. But as the day progressed, fog became denser & denser. There were clouds in sky & mercuries were dipped. Actually I had an appointment with Doctor Dixit in Bhiwani. But I didnot want to go to Bhiwani as I was feeling lazy. My sister insisted me that I should go today & you have to take the test on 4.12.2007. So I got myself ready, I ate my breakfast in 5 minutes (on any other day, It could have taken me half an hour to finish Breakfast!) & I was ready. It was so cold outside that I had to wear a Jacket. So I rushed outside to enjoy the Foggy cold weather. There was such a dense fog that we took about an hour to reach the hospital instead of 25 odd minutes. Also the fog was getting denser slowly slowly. I always enjoy Foggy cold weather. I like the water droplets that accumulate on eye lashes & clothes. I really feel great when fog touches my cheeks. I love winters. So I reached Dr. Dixit's Hospital at 9.23 A.M. My turn was 3rd. He examined me & continued with the same medicines. Then I left hospital & started walking on road. Weather was great. I then returned to my home. Wasim jaffer had hit his Double Ton. Saurav ganguly & VVS laxman too slashed their hundreds. So it was a great day for me. Next day means 2nd of December was also cold. Though there was a slight fog but there were clouds & no sunshine. I prepared for my Practical test (Botany), I completed my file. By the evening 5.00 P.M. weather had become pretty cold. Wind started to blow & it was pretty dark. It gave me an impression of night because of the clouds. After some time it started to rain alongwith strong wind. But no doubt this was a great experience for me. I really enjoyed the 2 days. Thank God for creating Winter Season. I also memorized "Benthem & Hooker Classification System". Phew! It was a real challenging job to remember all those Class, Order, Family etc.

In the end: On 2nd of December, 2007, there were 2 Wedding Ceremonies. First one was of My Cousin Brother Ravi Srivastava. The reception is on 6th of December. I'm going to attend the Reception Party. Then I'll tell you about the party. Another wedding was of my Chemistry Lecturer "Shipra Ma'm". I can't forget her because she awarded me 44 marks out of 45! No any student got these marks. It was quite surprising to know that she was getting married. I mean we didnot get even a hint about her wedding. But anyways it's great. May she enjoy the second half of her life. I still feel ashamed that I couldn't say her Thanks for those marks. (On the contrary, My Botany Lecturer gave me 28 marks out of 40! That too when I did all the things correct. My file was good, my Viva was also good as well as my Botany Collection.) That's why I wanted to thank Shipra ma'm. I hope she reads this. THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR YOUR KINDNESS :)

13.09.2007

The Day started like any other normal day. I was happy to see sun rising a bit. It rained extremely hard yesterday & I had to miss my Maths class although I didnot want to attend that.Fortunately I got the chance to see Ritul ma'm on Aaj-tak @ 6.00 P.M. otherwise I would've been attending my Maths class. She was sitting close to camera & was looking terrific. Thanks Ritul ji for coming & forgiving me. Today's morning was pleasant & weather was nice. Everything was going smoothly in college. I reached there on time. I got my Practical file checked & readings correct. I even convinced my Ex-Chemistry Teacher Miss Shipra (ma'm) to get my sister's last year Chemistry file. She asked me to come tomorrow for it. So everything was running quite well but destiny had planned something different. After completing Chemistry practical work, I returned to Botany lab & sat with my friend. I was telling him about my experiences of previous schools viz "Baal Bhawan", "Halwaasiyaa Baal Mandir" & "D.R.K. School". Then a girl "Neeraj" whome other boys call "Miss Kota" as she was in Kota for coaching of PMT started laughing at me & making fun of me. I was amazed as I had not done anything silly. But she alongwith other girls continued to laugh. I couldn't understand why they were behaving in such a way. Immidiately the period was over & we all had to go to our classroom to attend Botany class. There a boy told me that "Neeraj was making fun of you & I was feeling angry on her". I said "I know, but why was she doing that"? He replied that she was saying that I you were about to cry & weap. Strange! I was in a very light mood at that time. Although I remain serious most of the time but I was not at all serious in Botany lab. This incident was followed by the shameful exit from the class. I was telling a boy how to complete our "Plant collection project" & teacher thought I was making noise & asked me to leave the class alongwith 3 other students. This happened to me for the very first time in my 19 years of life. O.K. I returned to home & @ 5.00 P.M. I left for Maths class. At 6.15 P.M. rain started to fall. We requested our teacher to let us go but he refused. Outside it was raining extremely hard. We waited for rain to stop but it didnot stop. Infact rain started to fall even harder. All the students then left for homes but I & my friend were waiting for rain to stop. Then we decided to go in rain. My friend selected to go to his shop but I turned towards my house's way. But every street was full of water. There was tremendous water logging & no place to go. Roads are extremely poor here & with water on them they become dangerous to walk on. I tried many paths but every road was water logged. My feet were trapped in mud. Then there was power cut plus dark plus my Glasses soaked with water. I was unable to see any thing. Only water was visible, that too with great difficlty. I struggled hard to ride my bicycle. But all in vain, as either there was mud or water everywhere. I was thinking about my family, about how to tell them that I need a Torch & Mobile phone. There was no one outside to help me. Everyone was inside his/her home. I was wandering here & there in total darkness & thunderstorm. Ultimately I decided to take risk & put steps towards my home. Slowly I reached my home @ 7.30 P.M. I covered a distance of mere 2 minutes in 45 minutes! But I am happy that I didnot lose my patience & heart. I tried & found my way.
These 2 incidents that took place on the same day may not mean anything for many people. They will say It doesn't matter If a girl makes fun of you or laughs at you. They will also say that many people face difficulties in rains. But let me tell you It's not the 1st time someone made fun of me. It happens to me everyday. Girls of my college, whether they are my senior or junior, laugh at me. And the interesting thing is that they do this when I don't have any interaction with them. I & they have nothing to do with each other. I dont speak to them, Neither they know me nor I know them, then why they laugh at me without any reason? Please tell me. If my class students read this, please reply.

Patthar Ki Moorti

------------------- "PATTHAR KI MOORTI" -------------------

Wo poochhatay hain mujhse, ye kaun si patthar ki "moorti" hai,

Jo baarishon mein "ghulti" hai,

Jo bheeshan garmi mein "pighalti" hai,

Jo atyadhik sardi mein "thithurti" hai,

Jo naa jaane kis se "sahamti" hai.
Woh jo pratikool sthitiyon kay aagey "bebas" hai,

Uske andar kaunsi "kashmakash" hai.

Woh kyun binaa aansuon ke "roti" hai,

Uski aankhein saari raat naa "soti" hain,

Milay hain gam jabki khushiyaan "boti" hai.
Kyun is toofaan mein adig "khadi" hai,

Kaun si mushkil uski raah mein "padi" hai,

Kaun si takleef uski jindagi se bhi "badi" hai,

Intni tanhaa, itni bejaan, yeh kaisi ajeeb "ghadi" hai.
Main kehtaa hoon, ye bejaan si "meri" hi "moorat" hai,

Gamon ke zeher ke kaaran bigdi iski "soorat" hai,

Wohi bewafaa niklaa jiski sabse jyaadaa "jaroorat" hai,

Ab bas dard sehtaa jaaon itni mujhmein "masroofiyat" hai.
Ye woh moorat hai jismein koi aatmaa nahin "basti" hai,

Unhin ki yaad mein ye din-rain "tadapti" hai,

Jinhay dil say ijjat detay thay, woh kisi aur firaak mein "rehti" hain,

Samajh gaye naa ab, ye kaun si patthar ki "moorti" hai.

Composed by: Shashank shekhar srivastava, (On 13 th of July, 2007)

18, B.Sc II medical, Sha_22_11@yahoo.co.in

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Meraa astitva hi nahin

"Meraa astitva hi nahin"

Doobatay sooraj saa doobaa-2 jaayay,

dil meraa jaane kyun, itni jyadaa chot khaayay.
Har taraf hain failay mere sirf udaasiyon ke manjar,

gahray-2 tak dhasein hain, khaamoshiyon ke khanjar.

Hak nahin hai kyaa mujhko behtar zindagi kaa,

swaad miltaa rehtaa hai kyun, fal ki neerastaa kaa.

Meri soorat pe mat jaana, meri soorat achchhi nahin,

gamon ko peetay rehnay say, chamak ismay rehti nahin.

Poochh sakein to poochhein mujhse,

haal-e-dil kaisaa hai,

bas itnaa kahoongaa aapsay,

ret kay mehel jaisaa hai.

Jisay tootanay mein nahin lagti hai,

kshann bhar ki bhi der,

khoobsoorat khwaab jaise ban jaatay hain mitti ke dher.
Par aisi baat nahin ki insay main hoon pareshaan,

jo nahin so nahin, jo main hoon, wahi hai meri pehchaan.

Aadat jaise ho gayee hai, mujhko aise jeenay ki,

tabhi parwaah nahin hai mujhko kisikay kuchh bhi kehnay ki.
Aisi meri tasweer hai, shaayad yehi meri takdeer hai,

karm kiye honge pehle kuchh aise,tabhi aankhon mein neer hai.

Sochtaa hoon chhup jaaon, kisi tanhaayee mein kahin,

lekin moonh fer lene say kuchh milegaa bhi to nahin.
Main khush hoon apne-aap say,

main khush hoon is jahaan say,

Mujhe dukh hain nahin, mere sapnay bhi nahin,

KYUNKI Main kyaa hoon, kaisaa hoon,

"Meraa Astitva hi nahin".

:Composed on 14th of june, 2007

:By Shashank shekhar srivastava @ ShaZ, 18.

Aksar tanhaaiyon mein

"Aksar tanhaaiyon mein, gumsum baithaa sochtaa hoon"

Aksar tanhaaiyon mein, gumsum baithaa sochtaa hoon,

Him ki sheetalta mein bhi, lapton saa dhadhaktaa hoon,

Jeenaa to hanskar chaahiyay, par kyun akelaa main sisaktaa hoon,

Kehnaa to chaahoon, par kahnay mein bhi jhijhaktaa hoon,

Khol doon darwaajay dil kay, ki dukh kaa saagar beh jaaye;

Naa jaanay kyun par, khud ko Zanjeeron mein jakadta hoon.

Bahut takleefein jhelee hain dil ne, bahut jhelni baaki hain,

Khud parvardigaar bhi rooth gayaa hai, aisa main samajhta hoon.

Jin aankhon mein bhari thi kabhi ek sharaarat, kabhi thi ek saumyataa;

Un aankhon ka darpan bhi ab roj badaltaa hoon.

Bahut samjhaayaa hai is dil ko, par ye nahin maanta hai;

Kaaboo paa loon in zazbaaton pe, isliye itnaa machaltaa hoon.

Woh tiraskaar, woh vyangya; woh ghrinaa, woh haasya;

Apnay inhin kaanon se roj main suntaa hoon.

Yaad kabhi karoon inhein dobaaraa to,foot foot kar bilakhtaa hoon.

Chalte-2 kyun ruk gayaa hoon, aage koi dariyaa bhi to nahin;

Par dil mein itni khalish hai, ki usi dariyaa mein doobtaa hoon.

Naa raahein mushkil hain, naa manzil aasaan,fir kyun ye maayusi hai;

Dil ki baat naa kar paaoon bayaan, isliye shabdon mein likhtaa hoon.

Har kisi ko matlab hai har kisi say;Har kisi ko shiqvaa hai har kisi say,

Naa mujhe matlab, naa mujhe shiqvaa, isliye sabse alag vichartaa hoon.

Gam to bahut dekhe hain in nainon nay, paap bhi dekhe hain;

Naa paap dekhoon, na gam dekhoon, tabhi to band aankhon say hi chaltaa hoon.

Astitva ki ladaayee main, shithil ho gaye hain paanv;

Shaayad tabhi daudanay ki bajaaye, ghutnon par ghisatataa hoon.

Armaan to bahut thay, sapnay beshumaar thay;

Kabhi mehfilon kay thay , to kahin bahaaron kay thay;

Par dhokhaa aisaa khaayaa kismat say;

Ki khud apnay haathon say, un armaanon ki kabra khodtaa hoon.

Aksar tanhaaiyon mein, gumsum baithaa sochtaa hoon.

): Composed By Shashank shekhar srivastava, the ShaZ :(

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Son N' Father

:)"Meeting Of Lost Son and Father"(:
Once upon a time, I saw a serious crime.
An old man was stopped, and his money was robbed.
The old man was helpless, but robber was merciless.
Said that old man "Give my purse back",
Robber said "Shut-up or I'll give you a slap".
Suddenly tears rolled down the robber's face,
The old man asked "What's the case?".
Robber said "I lost my father when I was a child",
From then everyone treated me like a wild.
I got his remindings when I closely saw you,
He was very long & his eyes were blue.
The old man asked him his father's name,
He replied gently, "Mr. Oliver jame".
My name is Austin, I'm just nineteen.
Said awfully that old man "Of god!, You're my son".
Yeah I think I lost you in Washington.
The son said, "Oh yes, yes You're my dad",
You have long moustache as he had.
"Please Dad, forgive me for me for my crime",
Our destiny made us see that bad time.
"Son, now we should go to our house", said old man merrily,
And then the Son & the father lived very very happily.
-Shashank shekhar srivastava @ ShaZ.
This poem was written by me when I was 13 years old, so it may not be very interesting.