FACEBOOK SECURITY

It is Halloween and there it nothing scarier than having all of your personal information and data compromised so this post seems pretty appropriate!

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Facebook is one of the best social networking sites used by billions of people all across the world. People upload their personal information like Mobile no., location, relationship status, photos, videos and few others. It’s really difficult to raise a question against the privacy and security but the question is “Upto what level you get your comfort”?

Considering my own personal experience, two years back when I lost my mobile phone and forgot to log off my Facebook a/c. It was terrible experience when someone misused my id and wrote something on wall post. God knows whether he/she had pulled out my personal photos or not but today I ceased my old a/c and started with fresh one .I really wished to get a cure at that time so that nobody could hacked it or misused I or atleast I could get some intimation.

I have been using facebook for many years and I have encountered many people with fake ids. Facebook has given us the option to block or report abuse the user but the question comes again “ Does it respond quickly ?” It is no use of crying over a split milk folks !!

Sorry to say but there are some loopholes which we generally can’t ignore. Like I mentioned, there are applications which can pull out all your personal information except the one thing i.e. your password. These applications help the third party to know your friends list and also the site which you visit the most. These things help them to increase their tariff and clicks which generally they paid up for. Its perfectly fine but again the question is “ Who will take the guarantee if some one misuse from their end”.

Keeping following things in mind, I and my friends came to the conclusion of making an application which release you from all your trouble ranging from misusing your id to password hacking. No one could misuse your photos and make a fake id with your profile picture. Moreover, If anyone try to enter in your profile or hack something, our application will give you the warning and avoid the hacking.

There are so many things to discuss but easy way to understand is move forward with us and use the application….

All the best.!!

All the readers are requested to spread the word around...

WiTh oR WiThoUt YoU..!!!

When he needed someone, no one turned up and every close friend whom he had always trusted left him alone...but when his friends need him den guess wat? .. he gave everything that he had  earned throughout his life for the  so called " FrienDshiP"....!!!

As usual we bunked the class and had some snacks at college canteen. I have been observing some change in Rahul’s behavior for the past 2 weeks. He has now turned into more fun-loving person in many eye-balls. He has started keeping himself busy these dayz in so many things. Moreover, I haven’t seen him with his girl who is known to be his half life. …………… 

Hey Sonam, Do you know whats wrong with him? Why all of a sudden this change? ……. Himmi, Are you serious… You don’t know anything, I can’t believe it….!! (Just taken aback me) Anyways I’ll tell you but let’s have some chocolate shake..!! (I and Sonam were steadfast friends in college during my engineering dayzz. Although she was my junior but she neither treated me as a senior nor did I treat her as a junior… We always had a perfect emotional bonding and understanding…..we blindly trusted each other and shared things. We managed our time and coordinated it in such a way that whenever we bunked classes, we’d end up together at some place…Although she was the most beautiful and charming girls in my college I had always considered her as a very good friend.

“I am not exactly sure but Rahul was involved in a break-up 2 weeks ago and the irony was that the gal had ditched Rahul for a close and trustworthy friend of his. You know him (Rahul) very well yaar, he’s been a true friend, never spoke anything against his close friends. He always sacrificed himself in friendship and let’s decides things to happen on faith. This times its height of stupidity. He didn’t go against his friend who thrashed him away in two pieces and played with his heart. The whole college knows about his true love and everyone appreciates his care for his girl.There is no one in college who didn’t know about his love “Poonam”. I wish I were there to kick the ass of his friend Prakash and girl Poonam”. I really……………………..

”wait Sonam wait?”, I interrupted . Are you talking about Prakash who is his best friend and always calls Poonam-bhabi….ahaan ….. silence for a moment but m still in shock....

Yes himmi, Prakash and Poonam both were using Rahul for long and many of his friends knew about it. Since he was so deeply in love with her, he ignored everyone who warned him and never ever doubted his friend Prakash. But someone rightly said never trust anyone blindly  as there are hardly any people who can stand for you when you need them. He was such an emotional fool that he refused to see the truth and as a result he is in tatters now. He didn’t even say anything..Instead just smiled and said “God bless you both and you always get my lucky charm whenever you need it..!!”

You know what rumour was that Prakash and Poonam were in some  kind a relationship… yes a physical and intimate one… but seeing Rahul’s good character, no one  in college  talked about it much and preferred not to spread the news like wildfire in jungle. It’s horrible but Rahul needed to change,every single person in college had sympathy for him. No body would have known about it if Amit hadn’t seen him cry alone on the roof top, watching the sky and talking to himself.

Amit was scared after listening to all these silently from a corner and told Rahul’s close friends. No one turned up because everyone knew it was best to leave him alone at that point in time. Rahul loves his personal space but was it right for his friends not to be there with him or not???..the answer I know not.……………

“holy-shit”, I giggled and moved my hand in despair!!  Sonu (Sonam nick name) that means all his smiles had nothing but tears behind them….why he didn’t slap her and his fucking friend Prakash.  He was too busy caring for his friends just because he wants to forget that day. Shit man..!! what I know about Rahul is that he is genuine by heart and can never hurt anyone. He took things upon him in order to save his friendship and trouble. He even doesn’t believe doing his own work cuz he wants his frnd’s work get completed first. I know sometimes he irritates few people but he does it to only his close friends who can ignore him and listen to him (whats the use of the friendship if there is any boundary of speaking..huhh?)“ but he didn’t do anything to them…why why?.....how could someone forgive to such an extent who looted his property and more over his own life. I know how difficult it is for him, even God may cry seeing what all he is going thru………....leave it……we cant do anything Sonam…..

……hey himmi, why didn’t you call me today (next day in canteen).I kept quiet and still in deep thought about Rahul. Hey listen..I got sthg. I nodded but ignored. She pushed my elbow and showed me a diary. “What is that”, I asked sonam. Himmi baby, this is the diary…diary which Rahul’ writes daily…..dont ask me how did I got this but just read it.!! I nodded and flipped the pages. I got the page where he has written his story about that dark creepy day of break-up.

“Poonam…!! I don’t know what to write today because I have lost my inspiration. I have no words to write, have no shoulder to cry on ,have nothing to look at, have nothing to listen to, have no one to tell how alone I am , because you dumped me  and my close friend cheated me-a friend  whom I trusted like anything. I never knew this cud ever happen in my life. I thought our love is true but….. I don’t know why you said so” I am less caring or don’t care for you and have no time to talk and listen, have selfish and use people for my work blah blah…..”baby only I know(pause)” how much I love you”..I remember the first amazing kiss we had, surprise bday blast you gave me and so many good moments. Is that all fake?. My only fault is to not let you know anything what I done for you, for Prakash and for any one else . Baby you said “be a donor of love not beggar of love” so “I do things and not let others know about it” ….is that my mistake…haha I think you should be proud of me that I never like being appreciated and was always down to earth. Do you want me to tell you what I did for people ……huh I wont because I know some day someone will appreciate me and my friendship. My friends will be recognized by others by my name that he/she is Rahul’s friend. I do good deeds and cast it into river. I like the way to live what I want to live even WITH YOU OR WITHOUT YOU.I promise to my GOD that I’ll make my fun in order to make others laugh. I’ll sacrifice my self to my friends and dedicate myself for their care. I’ll definitely become the man of trust and emotional honesty. I’ll tell the world and each friend “ dosti kya asse bhi ho saktihai….”  I’ll prove others that true friend can do anything for his/her friend.. I wil remove the tag of flirty friendship from the dictionary …………………… (after few lines) m just looking at stars and  counting them…I need smone, but nobody here to listen to me.. every close friendwhom I trusted left me alone...but I will not….whenevr they need me, they’ll find me……. guess why? .. bcuz this life is dedicated to my friends….i’ll  give everything wat i earned throughout my life for  " Friendship"....!!!

Sonam I have a plan…….. wait himmi… I know ur plan bcuz I know you. you are thinking the same as I am. (sonam always knows what  I can do in different situations bcuz she is very close to me and can read my mind)… himmi, I’ve  already taken the photocopy of his diary and sent it to her and few others where its mentioned what he has done for her. Rahul sacrifice won’t go in vain and she will surely know how much he cared about her…. Just wait himmi…just wait..!! I started reading other pages of his diary and literally my tears come out……………..

(* Special thanks to Ankit Shah to help me out in eradicating few grammar mistakes and framing sentences in an appropriate way)

(** this is fictional and has no reality to any character…hope you enjoyed…. Ur dirty friend himmi ~)

The Most Amazing Kiss…........!!!

“Those lips talk a lot”, she said and came close to me. In a second, her frooti-laced lips were on mine and we kissed for three seconds. I didn’t realize initially but the sensation of her lips stayed with me for five odd minutes……………

It’s Sunday morning and as usual I have nothing to do except talking to my friends at various social networking sites. I always found Harish, my MBA friend,  either at facebook talking to me or watching some porn images at various sites. I know it because unfortunately he was my ex- roommate.

“Himmi are u ready, we are getting late”, a screaming voice came inside from my mother’s room.

‘Yes mom, all set ready. What about you?’

‘It takes 2 min baby. Go and take off the car from parking.‘

‘I know when my mom says 2 min that means its equivalent to 20 min.’ I thought as I moved out from my home and sit in car.

‘My mom came inside and looks beautiful in her purple suit. This is my mom’ lucky dress as I offered her at her b’day. Whenever I am with her, she always likes to wear it.’

‘Mom, I was thinking………’before I say something she interrupted “beta behaves properly there. The Guruji speaks like real GOD speaks.

“But mom all these Guruji are fake by nature. They do it because they have nothing else to do it. Otherwise they are rapist or something you know.”

“What?” shocked on my last word rapist? What the hell happen to your mind? I think MBA teaches you everything about professionalism but not about theism.

“I know it’s hard to fight with my mom.” I turned the volume high of my music. I knew saying something in order to say something become useless when it comes to GOD but saying something in order to avoid saying something can help me to not fight with my mom. Ok mom..!! I’ll behave like a real son, real himmi….on the other side the music changed and the lyrics is something like “hey-sexy lady,I like you …….of shaggy”

My mom tried to say something but it was of no use. She knew I love music from the bottom of my heart and I was in VOICE OF FARIDABAD in 2003 which justify my music passion. It was very painful for me to abandon the stage forever after coming 4^th runner-up on that day. It was great honor for me but I cried a lot whole night of not capable of fulfilling my dream. From that day onwards, I never tried to go at stage again and I shifted my focus to listen English songs as Hindi music reminds me every painful effort which I put in reaching there.

 Before I think something else my mom turned the music off and pointed the finger in the north-west direction. There were around thousand or million of people sitting and facing to the person who is in white and orange dress surrounded by few there Gurus . I realized he might be the same Guruji which my mom talked about in the car.

‘Before I ask something to my mom, she already come out from the door and pointed me to drop my shoes in the car itself.’

I follow the instruction of my mom same as newly born bird listen to the instruction of her mom ‘how to fly well.’

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‘I felt sleepy and had been controlling my self to not fall down as many aunties were glaring strong at me. One aunty who was sitting next to me pulled her shoulder away as I fell down my neck just a few minute ago.’ It reminds me the day when I used to have exam of my MBA twice in a day and how many sleepless night I spent without any care of my health just to get a good CGPA and of course placement. Every moment spent with my friends started coming in my mind. School-days, Engineering-days, MBA-days, passing good time with Abhishek-a friend always ready to listen me, Gaurav- my best friend, 3 idiots friends- Rohit, Sidhant, Ankit shah, Bhabi-shalini, Shruti- the friend who has no comparison, always caring and stands by me when I need, cousin- Pratika, caring junior-Shubum, Vikram- who can go against the world for me, Nikita, Sanket, Ankit nigam, Sonam, Aarti, Ankit chugh, Surabhi and many more as list goes on and on. We all loved each other and had good emotional bonding. 

In a sudden, everyone started enchanting “OM”.I follow the same suit and enchant unless everyone stops. I realized I still enchanting when everyone got over with it. I slightly open my left eye to check the silence around and noticed everyone glaring at me. I opened my both eyes and smiled them back……

I was wandering around with my mom and found a beautiful girl talking to Guruji. I saw my mom was talking to some lady and that girl joined them comfortably as she is familiar to mom. I did’t want to loose this opportunity and moved my butt in their conversations.

“Where were you himmi”, my mom said as she realized I was not concentrating on Guruji’s speech. I didn’t notice what my mom said but a mole below the lips of the girl. The mole is tiny but taken almost all the market share of my heart. My mom pushed me little from her right elbow and cleared her throat as she got little embarrassed with the situation which I created. She glared at me with wide open eyes and told her friend that “unfortunately, he is my son”. I didn’t realize what she said because the image of mole still flashing in front of my eyes.

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It was first day of my job and I was introduced by corporate personalities. People ranges from white to black to grey and having different hair styles. Few white women were sitting with black men and vice-versa just making the balance out there.I got joining earlier than my friends because I got pre-placement during my summer internship.  It was afternoon and I went for coffee break at vending machine.

“You….. I saw you at guruji’s palce.” A lady voice came and pierced in my heart.

In a jiffy, I lost my senses as she is the hottest girl whom I ever come across in my life and my devil mind forcing me to grab her, hold her and kiss her. I said while filling coffee from my right hand and eyes at her mole “hi, you are my mom’s friend’s daughter”.

“Yes, but Coffee”, she said.

“Coffee?” what.

“Coffee pointed to my right hand”. I was feeling warm at my right hand but didn’t bother it.

“Ouch”…when I noticed my hands burnt out with the temperature.

“You ok,” she asked

‘I wanted to take her sympathy but being a strong guy I said yes it’s a normal thing.’ Only I need is to rush to wash room and pour some chilled water over my hands.

Next day was very hectic and I was still thinking about her. I was waiting for coffee break but it seems clock is tickling slowly.

I rushed to coffee vending machine with the speed of light and as usual she looks damn hot talking to her friends. I am waiting and wishing her friend to leave her alone but I failed. I suddenly realized my passion of not giving up and convincing skill which I learnt in marketing. I just went straight forward and said” hey how you doing”.

“I am fine himmi,” she nodded.

‘I started talking to my self. On right side, there is freaking out himmi and on left side there is sensible out himmi. The freaking out himmi forced me to kiss her but sensible out himmi forced me to behave properly at the moment. The freaking out himmi raised my feet forward to step in her personal territory but my sensible out himmi is slapping me again and again. Before I do anything she raised her eye-brow and asked me what you are thinking.’

I nodded in a confuse manner and said ‘talking to myself’. In a moment I realized what I said her.

She laughed and her mole stretched out as it started gaining the share of my mind now.

“She looks beautiful with her tight lipped-smile”, I wanted to say but she asked me a favor of dropping her at home.

‘Home”, I said taken aback for a second.

‘Yes, I got the tire of my car flat in the morning and I came here by auto.’

"I wish you didn’t have car", I said slowly.

“What” as she listened me. Nothing just calls me when you need to go. I gave my number and left for my work.

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‘We were middle of the traffic snag and she became friendly to me. I know I born with special sets of skills to make friends easily but I never believe I could make her too close so early. I gave a flying kiss to my GOD and Guruji.’

‘What are you doing himmi?’

‘Nothing just wishing GOD that this traffic snag always be there when I am with you.’

‘What? Completely question mark on her face.’

‘You won’t understand Amita. My car never gets a chance to have someone beautiful like you.’

‘She smiled and nodded.’

‘We were chatting non-stop and unabatedly for 1 more hour as traffic snag are like GOD blessing for me.’

‘In a moment she said you are really true friend and people are lucky to have you as a friend.’

I nodded and think again “Why would any guy want to be only friends with a girl? It’s like agreeing to be near a chocolate cake and never eat it, it’s like sitting in a racing car but not driving it………”

She asked me ‘do you have any crush at your college time’. “Watching closely my reaction”

Yes, I mean No….. I brushed my hair in a second and calmly said again NO.

Oh com-on himmi, you the cutest person whom I ever seen. How could you not have crush or any girlfriends? Emphasizing on the girlfriend word more.

I felt happy when she said cute but girls treat cute word with tady-bear not cute personality. I shook my head and said do you think I can have girlfriend (forcing upon the girlfriend word).

‘Why not?’, she said

‘I wish I had but I didn’t get any virgin girl.’

‘She laughed with the virgin word.’

‘I raised my hand in despair and smiled back. I know I have a good sense of humor which keeps my friendliness awakes every time.’

What kind of girl do you like to have. But don’t tell me she must be having sexy lips, black eyes, nice nose etc.etc. I don't like boys having this flirty nature. I want a very precise answer and just in one line only.

I directly looked into her eyes and leaned forward to say “I want my girl like you Amita.”

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‘I dropped her at her place and she already said thanks to me twice. But I was waiting probably she would ask me to come inside.’

‘See you tomorrow Himmi. She said and moved towards her entrance gate.’

“I wish she could ask me to come down inside but …………”

“Himmi, would you like coffee” voice came from distance.

‘My tongue looks like Scooby-Doo waiting for this opportunity.’ I felt for a moment.

‘Her room was completely silent as her parents were not at home.’

‘She showed me her room which was filled by few tady bears of different sizes.’

‘That’s why you called me cute because you love tady-bear.’

‘She came close to me, patted on my shoulder and smiled “Yes I love tady bear”…emphasizing on the love word in a romantic way.’

‘I feel her breath in my heart. I noticed her lips very clearly for the very first time and her big black eyes. She looks hot at this moment. The rain also started outside which welcoming my love with her. Its sounded like Indra-devta has come down on earth to bless us.

Mathematically, in every second, the distance of meter converted into feet into centimeter into millimeter and finally no measurement unit left when finally her lips landed on me. She pushed me away to say something with both his hands touching my chest. Those lips talk a lot”, she said and came close to me again. In a second, her frooti-laced lips were on mine and we kissed for three seconds. This time it was not a touch but a real kiss for three seconds which all boys want in their life once. I didn’t realize initially but the sensation of her lips stayed with me for five odd minutes.

‘I pinched myself believing it’s not a dream.’

“Hey what are you doing?”, she realized I got my nerve down with the three seconds kiss.

Nothing but tried to figure it out the recent activity. I never kissed a girl but few aunties kissed me when I was very young but this kiss is different and unique. I feel like in a cloud nine.

'She smiled loudly and hugged me.'

‘I tried to kiss her again but like all hindi movies there is villain who keeps you away from your love. Yes but this time her parents who just rang the doorbell.’

'Hello himmi, how you doing?' His father glared hard at me first but when her charming wife called himmi he realized I am some known person.

We had few more conversation in next half-n-hour and they all became friendly to me. Few guests also came in and Anita took me inside her room after taking her parent’s permission. I realized there is nothing wrong in doing if your parents support you. I entered into her room and hold her again.

‘Hey do you love me, himmi?’, she asked

Baby I already laid my love on you and there is no point for me to back out. The most I can do is “to promise you that I am going to love only one girl after you and that would be our daughter”.

She cracked badly into smile and again kissed me which is the most wonderful kiss that I can ever get.. the picture of her father at wall looking at us. Even Hitler seemed to be cuddly boy in front of his father image. I turned the face of the picture in opposite direction with my left arm and continued with my most amazing kiss …….

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A person pushed me hard and I felt on ground literally. I realized I was dreaming in the middle of Guruji’s place. Guruji came near to me and gave his hand to help. I felt positive energy transferred from his hand to my hand and I said Thank you to him. He said nothing but smiled slightly. He has a white beard shining and wrinkles were on his face. I noticed my mom, that girl and her mother talking to each other. I touched my lips as I felt a sensation of missing something. Guruji kept his hand over my shoulder and said “ be a donor of love not bagger of love...Always do good things and cast it into river......Never let anyone know what you did for them  and never expect any reward in your life.......it just makes u happy or sometimes bring a smile at your face..... All you need to do is "maximizing the smile on other' face and spread the happiness all around"......just surrender yourself for love and care to your friends and feel a sense of positive vibration in you....!!!! You are here for your friends as they need your care……don’t be in love with any as its not your destination……. because its you, the cutest himmi.!!!

I shocked with the cutest word as Amita in my dream told me. I turned down to that girl and looked her mole. It took my all market share and I left with nothing. But I am still wondering how Guruji come to know about my dream. Does he have the power of reading someone or it just a coincidence but I am seriously missing the most amazing kiss………………

( ignore the grammar......thanks to all my friends....probably there were few errors in some line plz ignore them....since I have been working hard at my novel, I request u to gv me sm feedback weather its good or bad.....everything would be welcomed.........I want to bring fun and smile in everyone's life and I'll do my best in doing so I promise..... I need your blessing...because its me Himmi" )

Its Language not Words…………..

Everything that happens once can never happen again but everything that happens twice will surely happen for the third time………

I never believed in coming out from my beautiful bed at this time. I am in half sleep and it’s a dark hour of the night just before the dawn. My wife and I have the emotional connection which proved many times when anything happened to me or her. I just came out from my room and walked towards the garden while taking so many detours. I sat on the desk and tried to understand the language of wind that started pushing harder on my face. It’s a sober thought about the wind which has no words to say but still it could explain itself by its own language. I started throwing questions at me related to my past 3 mistakes that turned my life completely in some other direction “why people only understand the words not language?”

I was doing very well in my life with all my fun loving nature. Everything going fine in my life talking to friends, kidding around with others, bunking classes, doing notorious but adventurous task outside the faculty lounge except met the 3 girls whom I got involved in 3 different relationships i.e. love, sister and friend. They were so special in my life that I never thought of losing them in my life. They were just cornerstone of my smile but something that has to be happen will surely happens no matter how much effort you put in making the stone unturned. It was very funny to say but I lost all of them because I couldn’t explain the language except words always they heard it.

I was silent and selfish but my friends who always told me “start living for others and you will feel content and satisfied… try to find out your smile in other’s smile…..be funny, be alive…..never miss a thing in your life…always give your arms first before someone asked you for.…cast your greatness into the river and never show what you have done anything to anyone…..and billions of things”. I thought all these very philosophical crap but realized later on this is what the life all about…and I continued my swimming in the river of care, love and friendship……

All three (girls) liked the way I was and now hate the way I am just because of something that I cannot express in words but one can understand the language. The three had always seen what their eyes wanted them to see and hear what their ears wanted them to see. They listened, understood, interpreted what my words wanted them to do but they failed to realize what my language wanted them to say. I am not regretting in my life, because I learnt something that helps me in my future, but rather I am glad in my journey they were there when I need them the most. But I always wish I could get a chance to ask something for the last time before it’s too late but I have no words except language……… before I think something more or ask anything to myself, my wife came out near to me and hold me tight with love and affection. She kissed on the right side of my face and put her head over my shoulder. She closed her eyes, kept her right hand over my left hand and said “don’t leave me alone”. She said nothing more but I understood her language which saying I am defined by you Himi, you are world for me……….
** The story is completely fictional and has no reality with the real life…… (Ignore the grammar).:P:P

Kick off the day……..

Voooo after a long while finally I got a beautiful sound sleep. I still didn’t remember what happened last night. Fuck!! My hangover….I woke up and took an amazing steam shower. Ting-tong…an irritating voice came from the doorbell at least for 15 minute. 

What the hell..!! I opened the gate with the intention of giving slap for making noise pollution but who is it (didn’t notice in a jiffy)? Sir I am Savita Malhotra from Pacachoo (new brand for pizza only). Ahaan I smiled and said hi… ….At least for few seconds, our eyes gazed at each other. ahmm ahmmm she smiled while keeping her lips tight. She has been shying and making her dimple damn attractive. She asked sir, this is your Pizza which you ordered from Pacachoo. 

Me: I smiled and said “Even I don’t know when I ordered it”.

Savita: Sir, you ordered pizza one hour before.

Me: I had no clue but she is so beautiful that I had to say ohh yaa I got it. Yes I ordered it, you know I have a habit of forgetting things…

Savita: Thank goodness u remembered. 

Me: what?

Savita: Nothing just talking to myself…smiling 

Me:“But you are late by half-n-hour, which means it’s free”. I laughed.

Savita: No expression. Completely question marks on her face…!!!

Me: I nodded my head and said what happen?

Savita: Sir, I am a lady and a saleswoman. So can’t be right on time…..haha smile!!!

Me: My laughed reached at the top of the mountain and said “I must say you absolutely a great saleswoman Savita”.

Savita: Thank you... (With full confidence and another dimple started exploring on other side of the face)

Me: But you are late dear and rule is rule.

Savita: Sir don’t you think it’s a new marketing concept wherein only women can deliver the pizza. I hope you studied how to differentiate your services with your competitors…leave it …I don’t want to go in marketing jargon….. But I must say without any much training we people able to reach at various places and made our customers smile with our convincing power. I hope u like my marketing….smile…ahaan?

Me: Waoo…..You have good sense of humor. Amazing you people are really going to rock the sales of Picachoo.

Savita: Yup.. We will and we’ll prove marketing is not only for boys but also for girls like me…hehe 

......(When she left)…She is so beautiful that in the first meet I got a crush on her. She has every quality of sales person besides she is damn sexy. Her confidence, smile, beauty, sense of humor is fabulous and yes she has all quality to become my girl… Everywhere, Every time, every moment she seems to be like here only. There is no stop of her memory coming in my mind as it entered in my vain. Her voice is piercing my heart as days passing by. Many times I tried to find Picachoo, tried to find contact no. to order pizza but nowhere the brand exists. Lastly I felt water on my body, overlapping voices of many people and in a moment I saw my friend pushing my hand, screaming, uth jaa yaar ab to 12 bej gaye hai aur college ke 2 lecture bhi bunk ho gaye hai….. What the f***? I shouted on him and realized it’s just a dream…and I can never have girl friend….   lol 

Never Let You Go….

It wasn’t you; it wasn’t me but I am convinced we gave up to soon. But I decided not to let her go anywhere from my heart even if I need to change my campus…..

It’s a result day and I, Rohit, Sidhant decided to go in disc at night. Sidhant is very keen to enjoy night-out with girls (I wish he is virgin but hardly matters). It’s a Sidhant’s plan to take me out as I was very worrying about my GPA. Sidhant is hardcore Marketing personality and never bothers about GPA and more it’s cumulative called CPGA. I am tardy and slow prefer to do work at my place only. I am more of finance person don’t have any skill of marketing and creepy convincing power. Now, here is my boy Rohit, semi-funky, semi-formal, semi-singer, semi-finance and marketing, semi-sexy, semi-smart and everything in his life ends up with the word of semi only but one thing special about him is “full time lover”. Hellooo I am not kidding but its very true……

“Oh shit…..what happened”, I asked to Sidhant, as he is looking shocked today. He said while keeping gaze in his eyes “yaar I got 8.2 GPA”. Flabbergasted! “Waoo I must say Sidhant. Have you checked mine and Rohit”, I asked. He said “Himi you got 6.9 this time but Rohit got merely 6”. I smiled and asked why u used “merely” as an adjective before his GPA. “He is upset and not going with us at night”, he replied. Upset are you crazy Sidhant, I asked and smiled. Even I know Rohit didn’t open a single page of the book during the examination as he was busy in helping his friend in Jaipur (I never see a person like Rohit in my life in terms of doing something in friendship). 

I went to canteen picking some packets of uncle chips for Rohit as he is very loyal to chips brand of uncle. But I saw Rohit to the very first time talking to the finance girl (very beautiful and hot even I have a crush on her) outside to girl’s PG. Since girls’ PG is very near to our college campus, there are billions of people like Sidhant (playboy) waiting in line to grab the opportunity. I thought pulling rohit’s leg but he was literally crying. I don’t want to disturb them as the girl with whom he was talking was her true love in college. Finally, I decided to barge in as Rohit is my best buddy whose friendship makes my day always beautiful. I asked both of them “hey what happened and whats the plan for night” as I completely ignored the issue. He said just give me personal space and I be back in short while. I had no option besides leaving the place. I went to Sidhant but he was completely looking like Govinda chatting with super-girls and singing a song prem jaal mein fus gaya mein to, prem jal mein fus gayi tu to. After a short time span Rohit came with completely different look. In a jiffy, he said I want to leave India as my baby leaving the place. I tried to intervene but he continued as saying saala IBS ki nayi policy jiska bhi GPA 8 se yaada hai use bahar padna allowed hai aur mera GPA to zindagi mein kabhi aa hi nhi sakta. He was angry but able to control it. He screamed first while looking to college but later got planned to arrange extra monetary. (those are allowed to go out if they pay some extra amount of money). He said and left the place. Sidhant joined me as he got free with her babes and asked about the same. He also got taken aback but we knew Rohit is in true love with her and couldn’t easily let her go away from his heart. We both joined him in arranging few amounts for him but we did everything half-heartedly. We don’t want Rohit to leave us easily but this is what the rule of life is. We know one day we have to choose our own path but if girl would be the reason then it sucks. We dropped Rohit at airport and said last gud byzz. First time I realized what friend is and first time I saw tears in the eyes of sidhant. Sidhant is no more sidhant in college. He started staying alone in class and preferred listening music. One of his pet music was “give me some sunshine give me some break” which he listened twice in a day. Now we both got broken and waiting for Rohit to come back again in our life….Miss yaa Rohit…missing 1 idiot in our company…

is it possible

“On 27^th July 1987, a baby born who can see future……………”

I was cramming few important questions of my English exam which yet to be started on just after half-n-hour. A chap came to me and said don’t read because you will not be available in school after 15 minute from now…...

It was a spring season and we all were having a guest lectures in our publically owned school. I was in 7^th standard and had no friends around me. It was quite obvious as I was very shy and introvert by nature. I prefer to stay alone and claimed as book my best friends. I got freaked and screamed when someone tried to enter my territory and asked for my personal zone. I preferred to live in my own world and didn’t bother about what happening in the school. My job was to go in school, make some notes, ask queries if have, and come back home. No enjoyment, no fun, no masti….

It was raining and my classmates are playing football (it fun to play games in rainy day) as it was a sport period. I went there with some books but due to rain, I hided it in some plastic sheet. I was getting bore because I don’t like football so I decided to check out some other game. I decided to watch girl’s game but there was restriction not to use your hawk-eyes in different department. But I know when there is a will there is a way. Keeping this motivated line in my mind I started exploring ways and I reached a place where there was a lopsided leaned wall. I started enjoying their Kho-Kho game but literally after 5 minute, a freaky voice came which shaken my whole nerve system. It was quietly obvious as I was busy in watching girls or say girls’ game.

I asked who you are as I never saw you before. He said never mind but I saw you last night in my dream as you were watching kho-kho. I laughed initially but had fear in my mind of not complaining to my sports guide. He continued his conversation and said I recently joined this school and today is my first day and even my first period in this school. He laughed and said can u imagine this incidence, I able to find you even I am not aware of the topography of the school. His voice was quite hypnotizing and eyes were very shinny. Oh!!! so you joined today and how do you know me (I asked)? I already told you that I saw you in my dream. The bell rang and he moved on to class…….

I was thinking about how he had known me. It was our English class and ignored what happened before it. She (teacher) was telling some exam which is on next day. She was very beautiful and wore branded jeans. She always came in jeans which made her looks sexier. As she announced test, I just frightened out as I was very weak in English and their accessories like Grammar, vocab, phrases etc. when the classes got over, I ignored all the students and went back to my home swiftly. I saw that same person waving hand to me saying bye but I ignored as I didn’t like any new alien invaded in my zone.

Its next day, I was cramming few important questions of my English exam which yet to be started on just after half-n-hour. That same chap came to me and said don’t read because you will not be available in school after 15 minute from now. He smiled and gone to other’s place. I thought he was trying to demotivate me but I continued my study while ignoring. Exact after 15 minute, peon came in our class to announce the postponement of the exam. When someone asked the reason, it was come to know she was resigned early in the morning as she got offered from some other school. I was looking that student who told me about not able to give the exam. He was sitting with few others and laughing at some joke. He was very fun-loving and others like his nature. I tried to call his name but I even didn’t know the same. I turned my head down and took one step back but suddenly the same voice came and called my name to join them. It was he who called me. His voice had some magical power to attract others. I never thought of sitting in a group but this time my feet forced me to join him and others. He offered me soft drink slice as he knew that I love drinking slice. He spoke more than any and he made other smile easily. When any question came to me, my only reply was in either yes or no.

At home I was thinking about him and only one question “how did he know …?”

Next morning, he sat with me and I also enjoyed his company. I started enjoying talking with others and days were passing. He changed me completely as he came in this school for this simple reason only.

It was 11^th class and we had been together from 7^th class. He was my good friend in my school who told me “life is like an ice-cream eats it before it melts….” We both went to roam here and there in Delhi as it was tourist season and lots of lady foreigners come. We were waiting at Barakhambaa station waiting for our passenger train to come. I went to bring some water as I was very thrusting. But while I was asking to have some water to my friend I saw tiny tears coming from his eyes. I asked why you crying? He said no yaar I m not crying but someone is going to cry here in a short while. I ignored what he said and gave him some water. I asked him to wash your face. While he was washing, suddenly a screaming voice from the bench which was kept at some different platform came. It was a young lady of 23-28 years of age talking over phone while crying. She screamed and dropped her mobile at the hard surface ground. People start gathering there which made me also to move. Later I got to know her father got died and people were giving water and look after her. I flabbergasted completely and I asked to my friend how did you know something which is not happened?

He said in a single sentence even I don’t know. Train came and we went back to our places. I was thinking whole night about the entire incidents whether it be a 1^st day in the school, postponement of English test, purchasing a kite from only that particular shop in the market and nowhere else in the market (although mostly shops keep kite during the month of august), other friend beaten by some hooligans (which was informed by him just before one hour), incident of stone, barakhambaa station etc..

Days are converting in month and month into years and now I am in ICFAI Gurgaon doing my MBA. He is currently in London and joined a company having some senior executive post. I still remember my friend’s word of live life as fun and be a fun-loving person but still curious to know who did he know about the future because he still call me and tell about what is going to happen around me ..….