Monday, April 12, 2010
Mangoes!!!
Friday, March 26, 2010
PURPLE!!!
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Imagine being thrown out of your place, where will you go?
My mind is full of the thoughts that where will those people go tonight for hiding their heads from this darkness when they actually wont have any sleep rather will keep thinking of what will they do now. When we are sitting in our houses, those people are moving on to their relatives’ places for spending this time as the repercussions of the uncontrollable incidence that took place.
You must be wondering what I am talking about. I am talking about the unexpected fire that caught in a 150 year old multi-storied building of Park Street, Kolkata. The fire caught the building at 2.10 pm at the 4th or 5th floor and wasn’t being able to be controlled till 8 pm. According to the reports 6 people got killed while more than 20 injured.
I have my close relatives residing in Kolkata & that too only a 10 minutes walking distance. I heard the news at 2.30 pm and rushed to switch on the television at my place. Saw the news, was touched the way the clippings were shown. The building had more than 100 offices, student institutes and even residential houses. The building was full of people and the ratio was more on the female side. The way people were taken out of the tragic place was heart moving.
Since the time I saw that, my mind is again n again taking a U-turn to think of all those people who were inside, all those who jumped coz of fear n were on the spot dead and also those who got injured badly, just because of no-one’s fault but a short circuit. A cherry on this bad cake was the stairs of the building which were wooden resulting in worst conditions.
I am unable to stop thinking that where will those residents of that 150 year old building would have gone for a night shelter today?? Where would have they gone as their comfort zones didn’t existed anymore?? Their own beds on which they loved to sleep, their home, their ways of living life were all disturbed, leaving them to start all again with no positive dreams. Right now, when I am writing this, some of them are in hospital fighting for their lives, some are in god’s place and still a few searching place to pass this dark night.
Written this blog just to pray for their betterment and to remind you all that it can anytime anywhere happen to anyone of us as well. Please pray for those who were victims today.
May God Bless All!!!
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Priyanka
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Qayda Qayda Akhir Qayda (Rules!!!)
Qayda todke, socho ek din…
Are Qayda todke, socho ek din,
Chand nikalta neeche se, maidan mei rakha hota..
Meethi hoti mitti uski, meethe ghaas aur patte,
Are socho, chand pe dood ki gehri dariya behti
Gore - gore usme, bhalu cheete rehte….
Unche - unche teele, hote kulfi ke,
Aur Ghaans faluda hoti to didi kya maza aata!
Are haath mei chammach lekar jate
Raat din bas chaand hi khate
Chahe hota zyada!!
Qayda Qayda Akhir Qayda…
Qayda Qayda Akhir Qayda!!!
Hope u remember this song of the old movie Khubsoorat. The renowned actress Rekha played the lead role singing this song in movie.
I believe this song in reality suits every child as we always have issues with our adults… J
We feel the same that what these Qayda or rules are, when we are not approved to go out for night-outs with our friends, we are not allowed to even enter the discs and the pubs, which we are dying to go into with the mentality that we just wanna checkout that what actually exists there to stop us to go. This also happens in all even other such similar circumstances.
But u know what, at times our parents are very much correct to stop us from going or doing such things but I think that the way of telling us so should actually be a bit different.
What if our parents send us once with our friends to the discs or pubs and let us realise ourselves that “No, that place is not worth going” & rather we ourselves find out that there should exists certain stuffs that we should avoid doing.
I know that all of us must have thought that why our parents stop us, but trust me the day we will realise and be parents, we will do the same.
Keeping this short & crisp I will come to the point that all I want to communicate is that, we should tell our children for the wrongs and rights but also give them the ability to think and be decisive in cases where we cant or will not be there to tell them the right or wrong.
I am thankful to my parents that they have understood me well and I am today in a position to decide for my right and wrongs. They gave me the liberty to go through the things and then decide this. Now the “Qayda” is not Qayda, but something I myself follow in my life.
Thanks a lot to God for giving me such great parents!
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Priyanka
Thursday, December 17, 2009
If god gives me another chance…
It’s a very odd point of time I am writing this. Being involved in so many human issues, it just popped up in my mind that what is that I would like to change if god gives me another chance and tells me to change any one thing I would like to in my life….
First of all, I would like to thank god for giving me so many conveniences that are not for sure provided to everybody so lavishly. I have a wonderful family with very sweet, understanding and loving parents, a caring elder brother and a newly joined but very nice and caring bhabhi…

I am not sure of what god holds for me in future but yes I never complain to him for what all he wrote in my life till date as well… he gave me lots of chances, ideas and people who will always be a part of my life be it individually or through their sweet memories for the rest of my life. Whom I would really blame for miss-happenings in my life will be me myself. It is me myself who is taking the various decisions and the consequences are also being handled by me, so how can I just sit in front of god and make all the blames to him. I believed in the very famous saying that “yes, whatever happens, happens for good”. But is it really true? Are the things happening on their own? Yes, god is somewhere involved in it but is he solely responsible?
I don’t know who will answer to these questions but yes, I would like to move forward to the answer of the question my topic asks… what I would do if god gives me another chance?
If I am given a chance, I would thank the god for the same, will ask him to take the chance away and give someone who hasn’t got a single chance to live his/her life the way I did… I know what you are thinking that these are just the big words I am using for writing purpose. But being a human I admit that I will also ask him something additional to this that will be in benefit of me. It will be his guidance and support, helping me in taking my decisions firmly, which I think I lack a lot, and also I would like to request him to either reverse my life a bit or to give me a chance of re-taking some decisions that I took wrong in my past… but for that also, I would consult him and only him…
And if by chance while reading this you understand my problem then please pray to god to do to same and listen to me. I am not writing this just for the sake but whatever I am writing is the truth coming directly from heart because I don’t think so that anyone will wake up at night at around 3:44am and write this all suddenly by switching on his/her laptop…
Yes it’s around 03:45am right now of 17/12/2009 that I am writing all this…
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Priyanka
Monday, December 14, 2009
A Delhi Metro Voyage
Remember the last time you went by taking Delhi Metro?? Remember the last time you were standing on a metro station and leaning forward to see the metro approaching?? Remember the huge crowds at Rajeev Chowk and Kashmiri Gate metro stations, pushing you and making you board the train automatically??
Yes I want you to recall all those moments you spend daily or at least once in a week travelling by the Delhi Metro connecting the large number of stations and areas of
When I hear the words, Delhi Metro, the first thing I recall is the badly jammed metro compartments, the minute to minute announcements of stations, the loud music played by some passengers, students sitting on the floors even after being prohibited, and the loud ring tones of the mobile phones of various passengers which keeps on ringing one after the other without a huge time gap…
The surroundings of a compartment of Delhi Metro are so worth describing that I can’t avoid myself to write on it. It was a morning peak hours time at around 11 am when all the working individuals take the metro for their office. Just as I boarded from Pitampura metro station with roughly 20 more passengers with me in the metro towards Dilshad Garden, I saw a very aged uncle standing near a pole and waiting for a chance to get a seat under the Senior citizen seats out of those been occupied by teenage boys. On the other side, there was lady standing in a corner and trying to manage somehow with 2 luggages and a small kid. But on the seats, there were young professionals in the age bracket of 19- 30 sitting blindly without noticed the suffering passengers who were most eligible for sitting. I was supposed to change the metro at Kashmeri Gate and take the underground one for Rajeev Chowk.As soon as Kashmeri Gate station arrived, people started pushing each other and as a result the small kid fell off between the station and metro entry. Then also, no-one cared to pick him up and were rushing like anything. I didn’t like the behaviour of these passengers, if these well educated young passengers cannot understand humanity, then how can we expect this from our elders and young kids.
I am travelling in the metro since I started preparing for my CAT exam and was supposed to change 3 metros for the same. And now if I look back, it’s been more than 5 years that I am a continuous traveller of Delhi Metro. I appreciate the efforts of the Delhi Government and the Delhi Metro Authorities for maintaining the metro so nicely that it still doesn’t appear to be 7 yrs old. I cannot take any strict action to make everyone understand the importance of the rules, regulations and etiquettes but I can only request each one of us to take care of such circumstances in our lives which will in turn help someone.
Priyanka
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Parchment Craft



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