Life is never complicated..

Life is never complicated….we make it     complicated!!!

                We meet many people from birth till death…but we love to remember those who made good memories in our life. The real fact is we remember both the good and the bad people. The bad memories bring tears in our eyes…but its easy to deal with.

          Every person has a good aspect and a bad aspect. But we should be able to deal with it. Every time I feel why is it that a small misunderstanding kills the sweet relationship between two people? I have lost a very sweet and best friend of mine because of a small misunderstanding but I was never a part of it…she still blames me for that but today also I just want to tell her that she is always in my sweet memories and will always be my best friend. The pain of missing a very close friend is unbearable.

       Its not that I dint meet good people in my life but now I m scared to be very close to them as I can’t afford to lose them. Please friends its my humble request that don’t complicate your relations by the misunderstanding….life is short and we should live it to the FULLEST!!!

Unforgettable memories!!!

Unforgettable Memories

 

                The true saying time heals every wound in  your life.It was 4th april 2012..just started with my internship almost 2 months ago.I had applied for the internship transfer.I was totally not willing to go anywhere leaving my college where I had been for last 4 years.I was about to cancel the plan and move on..But because of family pressures i made my mind to go to navi mumbai.

          The first day was not so good.The fear and anxiety was increasing in my mind.I had a fear in my mind that how will I manage with the new proffessors and the new colleagues.The most important was to make new friends..making new friends was never a big deal for me.But after so many hardships in life...making new friends was very difficult for me.Still i decided to be friends with the posting partners.but the big question was how to start the conversation.?? Then one girl...(rather she became one of my best friend later )...started a talk with me..then we became so called friends as we used to be together for breakfast n lunch..another girl...(the most weird girl i met in my life)..she was loud,joyfull,talkative and she used to love herself the most...we used to be together for almost 6 hrs....slowly i loved to be with them.As TIME passed we had a gropu of seven...but i dint find myself close to anyone..There was one married girl who was totally frustrated because of her mother-in -law.Seeing her pain i was scared of marriage.

          Now we started with the major postings....it was one of our group friends birthday...we  made the gift nd on her birthday i cudnt attend the party as i had been home.....At home,my parents came out with a new issue about my marriage.My parents that it was the right time i shuld start thinking about a guy as my life partner.They enrolled my name at a matrimony ..I was about to settle down with my new friends and my studies..now i had to think about marriage.I was not mentally prepared for it.That day whole night i cried ,the reason i dont know...may be i was scared to share my life with a stranger Or may be I needed the time to think about it.but i had no time now...next day was my friends birthday couldnot attend it...as the days passed i came out with new proposals...some of them i liked some i rejected,some parents rejected....by the time our group had a great bonding...i had 6 best friends...we shared each other sorrows,joys,family problems etc

                 I was happy that atlast i had a group of friends which i always wished....we used to be connected with each other no matter what happens.....we had fun together...we had fights...we were loving to be with each other..now the last day of our internship...first time all seven were together we had loads of fun together and the day ended with tears in everyone's eyes.Till today we cud meet eaxh other everyday but now after this we will need reasons to meet.The Day ended with the UNFORGETTABLE MemoRIES...I will never REGRET MY decision of coming to mumbai...THANK you GOD for giving me such lovely friends.....!!!! TOUCHWOOD we remain together for lifetime.



To get the full value of joy,you must have someone to divide it

Why people don’t recognize me??Why they don’t feel like looking at me? Why are they not willing to talk to me???Am I that bad that people don’t even bother to say thanks or hello or even a smile? Are they blind? Or they just ignore me.
The day when it happened was very confusing for me, I was so depressed that even in our class, my classmates would not recognize me. Just a compulsive smile. And I would drag out of the class after finishing the lecture. I would feel embarrassing when boys of our class would pass comments on me because of my spectacles but somehow I would gather the courage to face them. I would feel like leaving this world and go away somewhere else.

I would avoid going to college. I would attend lectures and practical directly .I would avoid my friends too. They would try talking to me. But I would not feel like talking to them. The feeling of having a big group was desperately there in my mind but it never happened. There was our group but girls like making many groups. Friends were there but I would still feel, the day would end thinking what went wrong.
But one day one of my friend said that you are someone special for your parents. So don’t think much about it. But I was so much depressed that I stopped being with my friends. I stopped attending the family functions.
One day my mom asked me the reason behind my behaviour.then I was just annoyed to answer her. I was so depressed then one day on my friend’s birthday all my group mates gave her a surprise party. They included me also. I felt better to organize the whole party. At last she was really surprised to see me in her birthday party with a big smile. She told me that this was her biggest gift of her birthday. I felt very nice and was very happy that day.
That day I called my parents and talked freely with my mom. My mom and dad felt very nice talking me. Then I gave sigh of relief and was very happy. It was one of my bad memories.

Hey friends, this is extract from my dairy when I wrote this I was too frustrated so couldn’t tell anybody.

Tension????Exams??? Finally REsults???


After every exam......long but short holidays, seems confusing!!!!!Then comes the tension of the result. We can enjoy a vacation for a short while but then when in the air comes the tension of the results as the date is declared, it happens that our parents start looking at us with expectations that one day suddenly we will tell them our results.



This is creates a tension in the mind. It was our first university exam. first time appearing for the university was a big tension, everything was new, large syllabus. No idea about the question papers, about the checking pattern. And finally with all the preparation in the preparation leave I gave the exam. And moreover the tension given by our seniors as they want show off their seniorship..I know, they are more experienced but they say na”Dare hua ko aur darana”that kind off.




We entered second year, started attending lectures,practicals.but the fear of the results in the mind was killing me. Pass or fail???was the question in the mind.
One day I was in our prosthetics practical and suddenly one of my friend called me and told me that our results are out. then we left the lab and ran towards the office but the server was down. then I ran out of the college then I called my friend to see my result, but the page was unable to open as she said. Each one of us calling out at home, friends………
It happened that the server got blocked. page was unable to open. the fear In my mind was increasing some of us were pass but few of us result was not declared yet. Then I called my dad. I told him to see my result from somewhere else. I said” I think I m failed and got nervous. but my dad said” not to worry I know u r pass. let the result be declared.” by those words of my dad I got relaxed. but on the other hand I was happy that all my friends are passed but they came in tension about my result. But felt sad about those who failed.
Finally after half an hour my dad called me and said that I m passed with 65 % marks. but as a father as usual he said that he expected a more from me. but I was not sure I told him to see it again if it was mine. but he was sure that it was mine.

My Dad said that yes my child its yours, have faith in urself.after hearing those words I just couldn’t stop myself and started jumping with happiness. There after all my relatives called me and gave me their regards and congratulated me. it was the best day of my life’s felt on top of the world.
This was one of my good memories which I will always cherish in my life.

Friends............Become a part of our life

Friends.....Become a part of our memories!!!!



Friends become a part of our life.We share all our secrets with them.We trust them more than our parents and siblings but when we trust them we feel secure that they are always with us.We never wanna lose our BEST FRIENDS.We enjoy every moment with them.We share all the small things;every bit of our life with them ....




But sometimes we think, is not always right.The day when trust is broken by your friends is very painful.The pain you get is uncomfortable.........you are sitting in the same class and not even noticed by your friends is very embarrassing.We can never forget it even if we want to forget.The person comes in front of you very oftenly and reminds you about the pain and it hurts a lot when somebody who was very close is now very far from you.The person whom you liked one day becomes the person whom you hate a lot..........

It was the time when I could trust all my friends and share all the things with them But now I Love to be alone.....I try to keep myself stable but it is very difficult.Now i think a lot before making friends and sharing anything with them.


I know the thinking is wrong.....Because of one person i can't blame the whole world.But when i think about the pain they gave me is very embarrasing.The guilt you carry within you of making them friends is very high.You cannot take the pain.Hey friends its not that I dont trust you anymore but sorry I won't be able to do it anymore but I am trying my best to forget those bad memories.


I have many friends But they are very few whom I trust a lot..Those friends whom I trust a lot are my LIFE and I thank them a lot that they are always with me in my good and bad situation.I wrote this blog just to share one of my memories with you,to inform you that someday your trust will also be broken by dear ones and you won't be able to heal the wounds made by them.

My First DAy in My HOSTEL

MY First DAY in MY Hostel


It was when I got admission to B.D.S(Dentistry)Aurangabad. MY parents lived in PUNE. Now it was the time I had to leave to the Hostel. I had packed all the things I needed. My mother had packed all the eatables she wanted me take to the hostel. I always wanted to stay in hostel once in my life .But when the day came I was full of emotions as I never lived without my parents in my life. My parents came to leave me to the hostel. My mom was full of tears. I controlled myself in front of her. My dad too was emotional I knew that but as men do not show their emotions they feel glad to hide their emotions. He was doing the same. But finally we left towards the hostel. My mom and dad came to leave me. We reached the hostel. My room was on the 2nd floor. I took my luggage, my mom came with me adjust me in the new environment. Then she left.


As she left I couldn’t control my tears. Everything was new to me. The new room, my new bed, my new table and my new roommates. One of them was very sweet and the other was a TOM boy. I thought she had no feelings, no humanity that day. The other was very sweet; she introduced me to the hostel. She told me to wish and respect our seniors. It was very new to me. She helped 2 arrange my bed and all my things. Then we went for dinner in the mess. Everybody was starring at me as if I was a terrorist and they caught me I would be killed by them. when I saw the maid serving I remembered my mother. Again again I would think of her. finally I finished my dinner. then came 2 my room. it was room no 29-.My new address I thought.
Then I changed and was lying on my bed. then my cell rang it was my mom she was quite worried that was I adjusting to the new environment or not. then she asked me about the dinner. I told her I was fine. and the dinner was quite good. she was satisfied with my answer. then hung up. I could not control my emotions, my tears couldn’t stop. then my roommate convinced me that we are here for our career and your parents would feel bad if they know that u are unhappy. I thought for a minute and then stopped crying.I was far from my parents but I was happy on the otherside that i got a big sister and I was not alone.
I tried 2 sleep but couldn’t sleep but wanted 2 attend next day. So made my mind to sleep. This was my first day I my hostel….never forget in my life.