An Encounter 

Hey space! Its been long, today the reason for scribbling down something is because of a very old friend, who reminded me that I used to write, so  after a year of tryst in the journey of completing my masters, I was on my way to the University today, a bit shattered with the people around me, but still with a new spirit kindled in my heart I said Ki Farak Penda hain and was on my way to the Mad House, the most beautiful climate only when your at home, but mucky and yucky outside, all prepared for the day ahead, I left home, managed to reach my destination and as usual was desperately in search of a rickshaw along with a friend, and trust me this friend was not the normal, cute, mad stupid friend you have, but was among the one who would irritate you to the core. 

          Suddenly from no where there comes a rickshaw who agrees to take you to the University (which is a forbidden place in Mumbai where nobody wants to go) but in the rickshaw, there's already some one who's seated in , and there again I was doomed and said to myself "even this one's gone"; as I turned towards my friend I hear a voice calling out from the same rickshaw and I asked him "University", he said "Yes" and there we hopped in. Then he suddenly says" I'm off to The Grand Hyatt, I said OK, so he said You can get off at the University"; I was like" Dude Your a Savior" and as usual this irritating friend goes on and on and on and I was just thinking "oh God! what must be this guy thinking" and this Girl on the other hand cannot keep quiet, on our way towards the university, his phone rang and their he takes out his BB torch,and I'm like "Hmm impressive! Not bad and speaks well to, Naice!!" was the next thing. Then the rickshaw-wala and all three of us started having a conversation and he spoke Hindi too, and I was like "Accha Hain" and I had no other option but to keep on talking to this girl, because I didn't want her to embarrass me anymore, and then I was close  to the university, and then the moment had come where I had to get up and go my way, and I offered him to pay half the fare he was like "No please don't! I travel alone almost everyday to the Hyatt" but then Me and My  self -respect, so then the girl and I insisted and payed half of  the fare and thanked him and left.... SO on a rainy,messy day he was my only savior, nearly 20 to 25 minutes with this really cute stranger made my day, but still It's just an Encounter... which made no difference, as my heart beats and yearns for someone else.......

My Shield My Strength

hey...nearly after months I am back writing in my space,my world.

I was just going through the last post written,few months back and the present,everything is so different. The moment I feel all is well,there has to be something which has to go miserably wrong, I tend to commit mistakes but sometimes don't know how to rectify them.

I fear of people misunderstanding me these days and getting me wrong which is eventually happening. The best of people I know people who have stood by me have misunderstood me, people who I care for, have got me wrong, some say its miscommunication,some say its ego,some say I have made a mess out of things. Trying to find solutions for problems and at the end of it I am fed up, it is as if I just want to let go, let go of everything that bothers me, and adopt the attitude of I DON'T CARE, but then I realize that if I behave like that, that's not me.I can't stop caring, how much ever I feel cheated,hurt I just can't stop caring.Confused,Lost,Hurt, Cheated,in the situation of whom to trust and not to trust,with situation of friends fluctuating,I have my mom, with whom I fight the most,disobey the most,but there she stands besides me,though I don't speak about my problems, she knows how much I need her, when she holds me tight with her arms wrapped around me I know everything is going to be fine,her arms around me makes me feel safe and secure be it at the age of 1 or 21, I know nothing in this world is ever going to harm me when she is near, I don't really understand this connection I share with my mom,though I am very close to my dadda, but then I don't know my mom becomes my shield and my strength. People say I have now realize the worth of my mom,but I don't agree, though we have the Love Hate kind of relationship I know that even in my slightest problem my mom would be there and the same goes for me. I always complain that WHY am I like my Mom? but from the past few days the realization sinks in deep

"What's wrong in being like her" by far she must have been the best person in my life apart from my father, they are the one who stood by me in thick & thin, they are the one who made me feel secure & safe with their love even in the worse situations of my life.

I know this for sure that when I will have no one standing besides me in the hardest moments of my life,I will just turn back and will see my Mumma & Dadda standing there for me throughout my lifetime with their arms wrapped around me.