A little thanks

I am happy, sorry happier. and this post is an appreciation for all the people that make me be.

Getting straight to the point,

Almighty: If you are reading this Lord, “I always asked what do things mean when they happen this way”. You gave the best possible answer live and lovely.

Ammi. For just saying, “hota hai, aisa buran naii maanna,Allah po bharosa par, dua kar”, “Happens, dont feel bad/sick. Have faith in the Almighty, Ask for what you want”.

Baba: You said, “Come down home, if you are so lonely., I cant give you any other solution., Hang up the phone and just sleep. Dont think about it. Talk to us.” When I was feeling so badly left alone.

Chan…, Prag…, I’d like to thank you, thank you for staying by my side when I had all those stupid things to say, “Can I speak to you for a while?”, “Why?” and a few things like that. Never realised that we could become friends, especially after the kind of first impression you had about me.

Suresh– man, the songs you gave are amazing., and you encouragement and what ever stuff I write.

Aniisah For that one comment on that blog of mine when I was so lost, “hurting for nothing.” Make me think so much.

Swar…:  “Why dont you talk to us”. “You call us friends and forget when you are upset.”, “why dont you call people when you feel like talking, What stops you?”.

Jaffar, Noman: No words, love you guys.

Prem: Reading all that I type in the chat window., suggesting, laughing, making fun, ha ha….

Paw…: Considering me still a best friend after 7 long years of not seeing each other.

Asad:  For all you comments and prayers.,

Sandy… “Dont do that misake again.”, “You cant slip into the same situation again, hold it”. “My God, Look at you. Whats the glow about”. Who speaks like that?

Badi, Choti: My sisters, elder to me. For asking and telling things to me.,

Aabid., Badi’s three and a half year old son, his smile gives a glimpse of heaven., MashaAllah.

Seema..”See, I cant help you, you need someone, find one for yourself.” I considered you to be my friend and didnt expect that, But yes that statement made me realise I already had a few.,

Shans., For making me realize, there are certain things beyond love, beyond being a best friend and no matter how long ever you know a person, time doesnt matter. And how much so ever if you trust a person, someone could again create a doubt in there. And make me realise, its important to be heard, solving a problem is a far away thing. When you have something respect it.

Nitin: Shans’ boyfriend., For that text you sent, that helped me laugh so much.

And one thing, Had I not been sad, I would have never realised the degree of happiness.

The Thought…..

You know its probably sometimes this thought that doesn’t come to my brains, this morning as I was having the regular shower, this thing struck me. I got to move on, stop hanging to things that don’t mean no more. Good past is something like that favorite childhood shirt of yours that you cant use no more. It simply doesn’t fit on me any more.
All that I can do is, have it in my wardrobe, look at it everyday and feel bad/sad that I cant use it. Or just keep it away start trying something new, chances are that I’d start feeling better and great all over again.

It is just that something is stuck to my mind like a bubble gum that is stuck now stuck on you hair… trying to save my hair will spoil my scalp or just bruise it, cause to bleed, why don’t I just cut a few hair, they’d grow even if I am dead. Isn’t it? And also it’d take time to scrap that shit out of my hair.

I just cant afford to hold on to old things, people I’ve known a couple of years ago have moved ahead, they are focused on the road ahead, but I was foolishly helping everyone cross that hurdle, they’ve moved on, they have left me after that hurdle, I’ve now got to find a way of my own and start moving, or be it best, over take them and show them “The bird”.

All those things apart, all I now need is just a little magic in my hand. “Think it and get it” something like that. I know I am far better than those other people who can just see the road, I can solve a hurdle as well whilst they skip it.

Its like doing what I was always waiting to do, just the way I wanted.

I have made posts of this type earlier as well, but every time I post something like this, I am becoming what I want myself to be.

Changing. I have changed, beyond recognition.

Changes huh!!

Well well well… these last three years havent been easy on me,

There have been a lot of “Do you love her?”s, “No”s, “No ways”s, “Why do you do this to me and only me?”, “You know how much I care for you, but your boyfriend doesnt like me!”, “You are my best friend, please ask me whats goin on in my life”,”I am her best friend and I am the last one to know she loves someone”, “You haven’t been talking to me lately, I left so many message, I feel so rejected”, “You know, you are the only one I have”, “You’ve been making a fool of me”, “I didnt speak to her coz I wanted her to concentrate on someone she loved”, “Oh!! I’ve been taking a break….Oh!! c’mon give us a break”, “find yourself a good friend, who loves you”, “What the hell are you for?”, “Taus, I cant take it<crying>”,

“You like her more, dont you?”, “dont ask me the reason”, “Taus, understand! she has a personal life. respect the fact”, “Am I just nothing?”, “What did I do?”, “He reads my mail”, “You think am a fool!!!”, “I hate you Taus!!!”

And a few things…

“Congrats, you’re hired”, “The CTO seems to like you, he finds you good enough”, “Great, You stay all night???!!!!”, “son, please keep calling home”, “You have been calling home man….”, “Found a girl??”, “Whose Farida…?”

Ah!! what ever…as they say..”Chahe jitni shamaaen roshan karlo roop badal jaye gi…”.That was “Mehfuz from Aamir” as of I know. One of my favourite tracks.

Momma, I loves you….

One woman I always find beautiful, affectionate and loving. My mother, Ammi as I/we call her.

Sometimes me just thinks what would I have been without her, well yes sometimes she doesnt undertstand what this annoying kid of hers has to say but she just speaks the facts regarding to it.

Be it taking care of me when I was hospitalized or ask me if I had found my dream girl, Farida somewhere.

Staying away, I just miss her so much sometimes, just wishing Ammi was here.

I miss the biryani she makes and just the brinjal and potato curry wao…..

And just sleeping on her lap and she complaining of my hair being dry always

And the dosas i miss…

Wao… i feel like goin home after a long time…

Its summer so Ammi shud be there at home for the vacation.

I dont stay very far from home, just 360 kms…. but i dont visit regularlu, just that everybody works…

Happy Mother’s day.

Am fine

The below two posts dont reflect my mood in any way, I am totally fine, except being a little angry and a few pains in my upper body because of the workouts i have started.

play the song,

“Paper planes” from  SlumD Millionare.