Diary Entry

28^th Aug’13

10:00pm

Dear Diary,

Today is Krishna Janamashtmi. I was at home all the day and was remembering the occasion of last year. I want to tell you about it.

Last year, I was in Chandigarh and I had my office that day. I got up early in the morning, got fresh and with my roommate went to the nearby Isckon temple. We left the PG at 7:15am and reached there at 7:30am. The temple was closed for the devotees at that time and priests were preparing for the day. We had a little walk in the nearby area till 8am. After that we entered the temple, no devotee was present there till that time. We sat in the middle area and started noticing the priests decorating the temple. At 8:30am, the Morning Prayer got started. Till that time a number of devotees gathered in the temple. It was the first time when I was attending the Morning Prayer of Isckon temple. They did it very well; with lots of enthusiasm. I enjoyed it a lot. After that we went back to our PG, got ready and went to our respective offices. But that wonderful start of the day was still in the mind.

When I reach my Office, I found that there is not much work assigned to me. It relieved me a little but my empty stomach was creating panic for me. I had a fast and so I had nothing since morning. I went to the Office Cafeteria but found nothing for me. There was a guy in my Office whom I met just few days back and we exchanged our Skype Id’s. I was chatting with him and I came to know that he had a throat infection. He was hungry too. We decided to go downstairs. It was the first time when I went out with him. We met in the Reception area and moved ahead. We went to the Food Court in search of something I could eat in my fast but found nothing. Then we went out and had a glass of fresh juice each. I still don’t know why I went with him. I barely knew him till that time. But that first time resulted into daily meeting either in the Cafeteria or downstairs. Soon, we became very good friends.

Today when I was remembering that day, I was tearful. Those were really nice days. My roommates supported me a lot; I spent a very nice time with them. Even for that day, memories of Isckon temple are lovely. I love them a lot; they made my 3 years memorable. But today when I remember that day, I regret being with that guy as our friendship didn’t even last for a year. We are no more friends. I know I committed few mistakes but I also apologized for it. But I really don’t know what has made us this much apart. He never said a word about it.

But to end up with good notes, I am really thankful to God for my lovely roommates. I am still in touch with them. I miss them a lot and I want to be with them always. Love you sweethearts <3

With Love

Priya

NOTE: It is a Diary Entry depicting fictious story inspired by real life events. It is for your entertainment. Have Fun...!!

Love of My Life

While sitting on the bed on my first night and waiting for my husband to enter the room, I was remembering my boyfriend and my four years of love. I love him a lot and he loves me even more than that.

My memories took me 4 years back when we became friends. We were working in the same office. He is a very fun-loving guy and he used to make all of us smile. I loved this thing about him and soon we became very good friends.

One day, he was really upset due to some tension in between him and his team lead. He was totally quiet for the whole day. I felt bad about him and tried my best to make him smile and share his sadness. At the end of the day, he asked me whether he can drop me home. I knew that he wanted to share his feelings and that’s why I agreed. On the way to my home, we discussed his problem first and then he asked me whether I am engaged or not. This created a little suspicion in my mind.

The next day, everyone from our team left the office early. Both of us were alone in the team; we had a little pending work to do. We had a lot of chit-chat and he gave me a little hint that he wanted me to be his partner but I ignored his hint. At the end of the day, he again asked me whether he can drop me home. I don’t know why, I agreed. On our way when we were crossing a river bridge, he proposed me (on the old Bajaj Scooter ;-)). The way and location of this proposal was weird; it seemed like he would push me into the river, if I deny. I did not reply him; actually I didn’t know what to say, I knew that my parents won’t allow me for anything like this and they are strictly against love marriages. He tried to convince me and said he’ll wait for my reply.

I kept thinking of him and his proposal. I knew that he is a very nice, kind and helpful person, but what about my parents. I made up my mind that I’ll deny his proposal but my heart – my heart kept me forcing to accept his proposal and give him a chance. At last, my heart defeated my mind. On the next day (Sunday), I called him and after a little chit-chat, gave him my affirmative answer. He was very happy; I heard that in his voice. We had a long conversation on the phone in the night after everyone falls asleep.

On the next day in the office, we hugged each other for the first time. We decided to keep our relation hidden from everyone in the office. So, we had to find time and place to meet each other properly. Somehow, we managed to hug each other every day.

One day, I was alone in the room and working on my system. He entered the room to keep his belongings into his desk. I was totally merged in my work when he bent towards me and kissed me on my cheek. He left the room immediately leaving me astonished. I was really shocked by his behavior but it felt so good and soft.

We used to behave like colleagues in front of everyone. One day after lunch we met near the corridor where we hugged each other. And for the very first time he kissed me on my lips. It was just a kiss, not a smooch. I was shaken by that soft touch. That feel was awesome; I can still feel it.

Just in few days, we came so close to each other. I forgot about everything – what I remember was only him. He was exactly the way I wanted. He had all the traits – naughty, fun-loving, soft-hearted, helpful and generous. He seems to be like a man of my dreams.

After few months, we switched our jobs. I moved to Chandigarh and he was there only. Now our relation became a long distance relation, which is really hard to maintain. We had few fights but we managed to overcome all the evils. We put our best to our relationship. In spite of the fact that we were far from each other, we still managed to be close to each other.

The days passed by in no time and my parents started to worry about my marriage. After gathering a lot of courage, I told them about my relationship with him. And as I expected they denied. The reason was – my parents wanted someone well established as my groom. However, he was still struggling with his career. He had a job but that was not up to my parents’ expectations. I tried a lot to convince them, I cried and cried and cried. But no one was there to listen to me. I wanted them to understand that I cannot afford to lose him; he is everything for me. I was crying in front of them but they didn’t cared. I knew that I cannot leave my parents, but at the same time I cannot even lose him.

Suddenly the sound of the door brought me back to the present and I found tears rolling out of my eyes. I turned towards the door, someone has entered the room. I raised my head to see his face. He is my husband; he came towards me. As soon as he sat on the bed, I hugged him tight and said ‘I love you’. He felt the soberness in my voice and asked me about it. I hugged him even more tightly and replied that I was remembering our 4 years of love and our struggle. Yes, he is my boy-friend who has turned into my husband now. Yes I had succeeded to explain my love to my parents. Yes, my parents have finally agreed to our relation. Yes, my marriage is Love-cum-Arranged. Yes, all of my sorrows have ended now. Yes, I have started my new phase of life with my love.

Today, we are a happily married couple. J


NOTE: This is a Fictious Story written for Entertainment purposes only. Enjoy Reading and Have Fun...!!

Rain

Rain...Rain...RainIt comes down slowly when its Rain

It feels like clouds are crying

Whether sad or happy not defined

Clouds cover the sun and hide

like they don't wanna share its pride

I think why clouds become so selfish?

Then realize the world is also selfish...

..

..

Droplets of Rain come down like tears

If you watch, you'll see they are so pure

There is a bulk of those pure tears

I think they can hide my own tears

Though they are not so pure

But baby, they are my tears...

Another Sonnet

Dil to ek khuli kitaab hai, aankhon se padhna sikhiye
Zubaan se sab kehte hain, nazaron se samajhna sikhiye

Hum ho jayenge apke, ek baar koshish to kijiye
Dil ko bhi ek zubaan mile, aisi Shararat kijiye........ ;)

A Sonnet

Iss dil k tukde hazar kiye tune
fir b log tuje abaad kehte hain....

Humne ye zindagi tere naam k
fir b log hume khuddar kehte hain..... :(

My Life

Wanna love my life
Wanna live my life
Why are you stopping me??

...

??

...


U think I'm giving your place to someone else

??

...

But even if its my life, its still U
B'coz U are my "Life"

...

You - U

I dont know why
I dont know how
The only thing I know is I miss U
I miss U from the bottom of my heart
U are still there deep in my heart

I know I'm nothing for U
I dont matter for U
But I know I'm there in your thoughts
U still remember me
Inspite of all your efforts.............


( NOTE: Still Incomplete but cant wait fr its completion....... :P )