Life underneath............

Its 12:39 few hours more and the stars and moon will be relieved from their job as sun will be the next ceo of sky for next 12 hours (may be less its winter). Its midnight now but my eyes are still wide open thoughts are pouring in and out about career, relationships etc. well we know future is uncertain then too half of our life is wasted on thinking about that I was too doing the same presently, a chain of thoughts was building in my mind similar to few of my friends do with puff of cigarette in front of college. Suddenly this calmness was broken by the whistling of the train I checked my watch it was the time for kshipra express (indore –howrah express). Well this whistling have a transcendental effect on my mind. it again initiated new chain of thoughts well this time they were not just thoughts but accompanied by visuals too. Few more months, and I will be a graduate so as my realm in indore will get over and I will be ready for another life sucking experience termed as PG . why am I saying it as life sucking experience? These are the building blocks of our life. But the answer is simple are we on planet earth for this bullshit or it is planned that way. Will our exit will be as enigmatic as our entry was. There is no pattern in nature every design is unique but aren’t we patterning our lives by moulding it into the same mould every time and searching for some literal life underneath. why am I writing this just because I want it to write for whom I am writing it.when I know I am the part of the same and will be for rest of my life . can I make any difference? But how can I . confused…….. confused………confused. 1:24 now agin heard the whistling of train cant predict which train this time may be the one I predicted before after all it is India. But anyways I am back to my senses but fury of questions still remains unanswered. Can they be answered? I think they are difficult to crack .but simple solution can be(not answer as I believe few questions are to be answered and few to be solved) lets play the part which comes on our way and don’t argue much . but my quest for definite answer for this conundrum remains the same.

THIS MAN HAS GOT GUTS.................. DASVIDANIYA DADA

well nobody can forget the famous scene of dada waving his T-shirt in lords balcony,how can anyone as he was the one who dared to give England dose of their on medicine , well critics may commented it as the ungraceful moment in history of Indian cricket, but if asked to anyone else it was the best he can do , well it was the one of the numerous incident s of his DADAGIRI.

A youth icon , leader, an inspiration whatever said is less, it was all he had in stock to give us before his enigmatic departure.


"Long Live Dadagiri"

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference

-ROBERT FROST