THE MYSTERY

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     When we were born, different colors were a mystery, different sounds were mystery… when we slowly figured out these things… people around started to be a mystery… when we figured out that people around us are mom and dad… we were forcefully placed in a greater mystery… a place full of mysterious people and this time without mom and dad… as we slowly started unfolding our school… we were pushed towards another mystery ‘books’…  well some got hang of it, some excelled and some like me never got it. As we grew up, the world around us started opening up… parents, relatives, neighbors, city, shops, chocolates and many more… Every mystery revealed to us at the right time!!

   

  All along this journey, we were slowly being introduced to mysterious world of emotions… love, hate, happiness, sorrow, grief.  When we were in our youths we experienced max. emotions, coz that’s when we were open to everything. No matter what we are then… love, betrayal, hatred, and what not… we also started understanding relationships then…

     We again grew up, started understanding responsibilities, our family, our kids, their mysteries… and then one day back to childhood, well back to being a child, only with an older body…
 

And thinking back… life is a mystery, don’t try too hard to solve it… maybe mysteries are meant to be enjoyed by their way and not by solving them… “HAPPY MYSTERIES!!!”

 

“ LIFE IS A MYSTERY JUST LIVE ALONG!!! ”

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All in a Day's Work

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Its hurting...and its insane...
But with what did it begin...

A lot of things happened with me today. A lot of things from the past did reveal themselves back today. I think there was some exhibition of the past memories of mine, but why did this happen...and that too today.
With all those memories flying around flashbacks started somewhere and it ended somewhere and in all this mess something did hurt me.
Where did this hurting start from...Did it 'from the betrayal of the friend whom i helped from all my heart.' or did it come 'from the pain of the friend i shared in the past reveal itself again.' or 'the pain of something yet to come..'or 'the pain of some natural expectations i had from someone' or 'did it began from somewhere new..' Where did this pain come from. Why had this had to happen today in this carnival of past memories. Why cant that one coward memory present itself as single one. Then I will let that memory know who is stronger. Hurting me in the back with a disguised appearance. Well friend you might have won the round but the fight is still on and the day i find you alone it will be a happy end to the poor memory...

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P.S- This is An Extract From My Dairy...Sorry it does not contain details...maybe the post wont qualify for the TON...But Still I Had to Post This...SORRY...

-Nickhil Patokar

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What Am I ???

  What am I ? A well where everyone can drop their sorrows? What am I a place where you can get free advices ! What am I your friend when you know you need one?  What am I a enemy sometimes to show you  thats not you. What am I a pillow where everyone can rest their heads and cry. What am I a punching bag where everyone can test on their punches. What am I a place where you can experiment with everything you can. What am i a person who will understand others no matter what. What am i a perpetual machine...What am I???


              Did anyone care if i was hurt...Did anyone care...Why would anyone...
  I am the one who understand and the one who cares na so what, i will understand others behavior no matter however they decide to behave with me. Why would anyone try to understand me after all I am the place where everyone can deposit their sorrows but who would care to take that little sorrow lying in my heart. Why would anyone. Who will notice that the pillow is not wet just by their tears but also due to my own. Who will care to see the real motive of being an sudden enemy. Who will care that the punches that they put it might hurt them a little but it hurts me worst.but why would anyone care, I am the one who needs to understand....I am the one...

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Strangely Scribbled

Sitting in the study cubicle with nothing to do. Eyes were searching for something but the mind was completely at loss to understand want…maybe the eyes were not working for the brain they were working for the inner voice…MAYBE

Finally the eyes located something it was a piece of blank paper; suddenly I picked up a pen and started scribbling on the paper. After a few minutes I stopped. It was the end of the paper could not continue writing…
Now I started glancing backward towards the words I had written. It followed...

DARK! Everything around me was dark. Not a single thing seemed to show any feel of life. Nothing was sharply visible, everything blurred. And still the ray of hope, the ray of light invisible… nothing but complete darkness…

Suddenly everything around seemed to dissolve. And in a matter of second everything around me was in water. Before the fear of not knowing how to swim, could rush into my thoughts …Drowning!!! I was Drowning! …As soon as this happened I started moving my limbs and arms to save myself. But something was not right I could sense it but could not guess what was wrong. Somehow my body was providing all the power necessary but my limbs and arms seized to move. They were Stiff, no movement…

As I tried to reason out what was happening, all of a sudden a faint light started coming up from below me. At last some hope I thought. The light was becoming stronger and broader. During this time as this light started changing I started to feel myself very light. It seemed as if the Newton’s gravity had finally stopped working.

The ray of light was coming from some object. What was it, I wondered. Slowly the object started being visible. It was something very familiar, a thing I looked at everyday. But exactly what was it, why wasn’t my brain working… what was this happening with me.

Shocked with the horror that gripped me…”NO! That cant be possible, Just unacceptable” that were the first words that came out.

The thing that was glowing was a body, and it was me..!!!
But how could that be, me being at two places and slowly I realized all the water around had disappeared sometime ago… I was floating in the air.
Some very weird thought came up in mind…Was I really??? DEAD…

I reread it many times afterwards but could not get, why I wrote it…

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??? Life In Incidents Or Incidents In Life ???

I truly believe you should once try this in your life. Forgetting your own birthday…its just real fun just try it once and you won’t regret your decision

Ya that too is one unanswerable question ‘How do we forget our own birthday…’

Well it happened with me last year. I had just joined and started enjoying my new college life in the whole new engineering world. When suddenly I lost track of time.

One fine day a friend of mine happen to call me says “Buddy someone is going to give a party tonight” and I spend no time asking him if there is anyone’s birthday today. He joined in to create a joyful atmosphere thinking that I am joking then at last before hanging up the cell he says “Dude, Happy Birthday” And I am like really is it 29^th already ..Is it … I run up to the nearest calendar and there it is 29^th August 2008.

Then I go up towards my Mom and ask her the date she says its 29^th and your birthday…and then I realize that really I am not at all dreaming and I forgot my birthday…

It’s impossible to describe the feeling at that situation its all just amazing. Everything suddenly turns up shining upon you and the best part of it all is you have no expectations from anyone…and so whatever comes along all the day is just pure happiness and just happiness…

Well it also causes some after effects…no plans…no arrangement of party money… no new dresses to wear…and the list goes on…

But as we always learn somewhere on our own path of life, Incidents don’t occur in life “LIFE occurs in Incidents”…

Sorry, don’t know what am I saying, will leave you now….And this year I remembered my BIRTHDAY…And sadly won’t be able to forget my own birthday again due to this incident…

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