Being Solitary

I had completed my diploma from Delhi Public School, Bhilai. My journey in DPS had many ups and downs. In terms of studies it had always been down till the very end and in terms of buddies it was good and not quite good and I even had severe phases which I can never forget. Those phases haunt me till now. I was a introvert guy, Very quiet and shy. Maybe that's why I couldn't make many friends.

My beginning years at DPS weren't so good but they weren't bad either. I had a few friends. And things were going okay. I was still happy with my life being that way. But as the time passed my worst nightmare was coming  on my way, destroying all my happiness, all hopes, all confidence, making me a lame lonesome guy. Well it all started in 6th standard. I had no friends back then. And everywhere I'd go people started teasing me, making fun of me and my emotions, shredding me into tears, leaving me all alone. It was really hard time for me.

Nobody understood me in that phase of life. I had no support. Nobody liked to be with me. I was called "FARTY" or "SLEEPY HEAD". Everyone then were so innocent then, nobody realized in their innocence they were crushing my childhood and my school days. It was like the whole world on one side and me on one side. I endured every pain they gave me alone. I really can't express in words what was I going through. Not a single ray of hope was there for me. I really don't know how I came out of that phase. But I am happy I did.

So my misery ended in 9th standard. I remember it was first day of the session. It again felt low as usual, no excitement nothing at all. As usual I was sitting alone in my class. My teacher asked everyone's name. And then something happened, my teacher rearranged our seats. I was made to sit with someone. So I shyly introduced myself. He told his name was Vivek Dewangan. Classes started, he was very helpful. And it was break time, as usual I planned to have my tiffin alone. But he asked me to join him for lunch. We went outside in the ground. There I met his other friends, Bhavesh, Karan, Rishabh, hemendra. He introduced me to them and we became friends. And my life started taking a smooth turn. Going out in ground and hanging out with my new found friends became my daily routine. I finally started rejoicing.

And from that year to coming years, I made many good friends, some Best and life long one's. Vivek and Bhavesh are my best friends from then till now. How should I describe those guys. Vivek Dewangan, a shy type of person, bit arrogant, but he is a very good person from inside. He is bit reserve types. But also very caring guy. And the best guy i have ever seen till now. Bhavesh Swamy, a very naughty but kind person. He is extrovert and bold types. He is a very helpful person. Always helps his friends in need. And another best person I have ever seen.

BHAVESH AND VIVEK.. THANK YOU GUYS FOR BEING THERE AND ALWAYS WATCHING MY BACK. YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS MEAN TO ME. 

I LOVE YOU BOTH VERY MUCH......

BHAVESH, VIVEK AND ME

A Near Death Experience

I am kind of forgetting my age at that time, But back then I was a small kid. The incident is still fresh in my mind. The most dreadful experience of my life which i can never forget. I almost died back then if that mysterious force wouldn't be there to help me. I don't know what exactly it was but it saved my life. But I believe that force to be my great grandfather. He spoke to me, he gave me enough strength to fight that situation.

It was diwali time, and one of my distant relative needed our car for distributing the sweet over to other relative.  We had a Maruti 800 back then. So I volunteered to help them. And I went with them for distributing sweets. So after visiting relatives and friends, and having a very joyful time. I was tired and we were heading back home. Because of being tired I was all sleepy. so I decided to sleep. So i went to rear deck of the car(that is the space behind the back seat of the car). As a child, the rear deck had been my special place to seat or play in the car. So I went and slept there.

And all of sudden I started to breath heavily. There was a strange voice in my head which asked me to open my eyes and get up. I was all sweated. Drenched in sweat, i woke up. There was silence and darkness all around. I was horrified. I couldn't understand where i was and what was happening around. I was all freaked out. Then suddenly there was a feel of something on my head which calmed me. And eventually i realized that i had been sleeping in the rear deck of the car all this time.

I jumped to the back seat of my car and opened the door but something was blocking it. I realized it was the car cover. It was so tight I couldn't open the door. But all of a sudden I felt lot strength I pushed the door. And got out from underneath the cover. And then i burst out in tears. I rang my house bell 20-30 times until all of my family members were awake and even the watchman came running. And then I was taken inside and I ran crying towards my mom. Hugged her very tightly, weeping. I was scared as hell. And that night I slept in the most protective place in this whole damn universe, between my MOM and my DAD. They were hugging me so tight while sleeping. And between them I finally had the peace in my horrified heart.

I DON'T KNOW WHO SPOKE TO ME THAT NIGHT, WHO GAVE ME ENOUGH STRENGTH TO OPEN THE COVERED DOOR. BUT WHOEVER IT WAS, I AM TRULY THANKFUL TO  YOU FOR SAVING MY LIFE. FOR IF IT WAS TOO LATE I HAD BEEN NOT BREATHING.

THANK YOU.................. :-)

I don't have a better feeling conveying photograph :P 

I Won't Give Up by Jason Mraz

Fainted Memories

Ankita, I just remember her name and some fainted memories. First LADY of my life, first FRIEND amongst girls and first CRUSH. I really dont remember anything about her except her name and some memories of her with me. She was actually the first girl I ever talked to. I had always been shy in front of girls, right from being a kid to a teen. I never talked much to girls. But she was the first girl, with whom I really died to talk to.

MGM senior secondary school, sec 6, Bhilai, 1st grade, and my first day in that school. I was introduced to my class by my teacher. I nervously greeted them. And then my teacher arranged my seat with one of the best student of the class, ANKITA. Then I sat with her and she said,"hi!". But I was freaked out, so I didn't  reply. And I think she was pissed off because by my behavior. At beginning we didn't talk. But after sometime, I wasn't doing good in studies. So my teacher asked her to help me. At first she was bit reluctant but seeing my condition she decided to help me.

And then she taught me everything and cleared all my doubts. And as I never had complete notes, she gave me her notebook and helped me completing it too. In no time we became good friends. We were good friends, we shared same bench, we shared our tiffin and we studied together. Seeing her everyday in school became my daily habit. Whenever she was absent, that day didn't went good. Like that we were promoted to 2nd grade first class with distinction. And in 2nd grade we again were bench partners. We used to do everything together. And again in 2nd grade, I had flawless results, just because of her.

Then in 3rd grade, everything in my life changed. I was admitted in Delhi Public School, Bhilai. Before leaving MGM, I said, "BYE" to her. And She smiling faintly, with wet eye, waving her hand said, "BYE". And that was the last time i ever saw her. I don't remember her face nor her last name. All what is left of her with me is her name and some FAINTED MEMORIES. I don't know where is she now or what she is doing. If she ever reads this, I want her to know that even if i don't remember much about her, she is still in my heart and will be till the end. I will never forget what is left of her with me.

THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR THE HELPING HANDS YOU GAVE TO ME. I AM THANKFUL TO YOU FOR SUCH A LOVELY TIME. YOU WILL ALWAYS HAVE A SEPARATE PLACE IN MY HEART.... 

"ANKITA"

   

hey there delilah! by plain white T's

whiskey lullaby by brad praisely

Change Of Seasons

LIFE, changed like seasons, new friends, new school and a new ME. The incident of my past changed me, I was totally a new person. No more naughty, just a simple emotional shy guy was left of me. World seemed to turn upside down, everything was new and I had difficulty in adjusting. Scared, I walking towards a unknown world on tiny feet of mine.

I remember I was in 3rd standard when I joined Delhi Public School, Bhilai. It had been one of the most renowned schools in India. At the time of interview, We had an little accident, luckily no one was injured. And even my admissions there was just luck. I was at shikhar ji tirath, when my dad got the news that I had got admissions there. My name was in the second list. I was so happy yet so sad because again I had to separate from my friends of my ex-school which happened to be MGM. And funny fact was I had already begun my schooling at MGM and after 2 months i got admissions there.

My first day at DPS was again sort of lucky and quite humorous. I was damn nervous and lonely. What happened was, I had no idea which section I was allotted to. So I went to section E because in my Ex-school I was in E section. So when the roll numbers were being called my name wasn't there. So I had emotional breakdown and I literally started crying. And then my class teacher inquired about the situation. I was taken to vice principal, where after a discussion, was given the section E. I was happy.

My life at DPS was not so good as being a average student, I was studying with brilliant geniuses. There were many studious people, some sporty one's, and some cultural freaks. I placed myself among cultural freaks. I always participated in special assemblies, house functions, school function. As the time passed in my new school, i made a few friends. And my life at DPS started.

I AM REALLY THANKFUL TO MY SCHOOL,"DELHI PUBLIC SCHOOL. BHILAI", DESPITE OF BEING AN AVERAGE STUDENT, YOU PEOPLE TOLERATED ME TILL THE VERY END. AND MADE ME WHO I AM TODAY. I AM PROUD TO BE A "DPSite".

Memoirs of the past

Me, as a kid was very naughty and mischievous. I always used to play pranks on people, irritated them, watching cartoons all times. I was just like any other normal kid used to be. I still remember my two very first and good friends, himesh(sonu) and pranav(monu). Both were brothers. Himesh was the elder one and of my age and also my best friend, who was quite studious guy "THE TOPPER". While Pranav was the younger brother and a truly one of the most naughtiest kid around.

I remember their house was the fourth house from my house, I had a pink tricycle back then and i used to ride  to their house riding on that. And the sitafal tree on the backyard of there house. All three after watching the movie Mr. India, pondering over the watch of invisibility. Did it truly existed? And Himesh used to say,"yaar scientist log toh bana hi lenge". Then wondering what we will do if we got that watch and went invisible. We really had crazy thoughts back then. And also how can i forget, the game of hide and seek, which was our favorite. we used to play that all time at their house.

There were so many priceless moment on those days, I couldn't even forget them till now. The mark of Iron press on the Pranav and the reason by which Himesh was given T.C. from the school. By T.C. I remember they were shifting their house, that's why he had to get T.C. from the school. And that was the worst news of my life. It had entirely shaken my life. As a child being very sensitive and emotional, I cried a lot from the fact that they were moving away because only friends that I had at that time were those two.

Few days were left before they were gone forever from my life. And I couldn't gulp the fact that they were moving away, I thought of making new friends. I found a group of kids in back lane. I wanted to join them, so I asked them to come with me. But they refused to join that group. And I like a terrible person left them there and joined the other group. I started playing with them, learned slang language and many good and bad things. And I never knew when my two best friends left. I never said them BYE.

I still regret leaving them, and i am truly SORRY for what I did..

I AM SORRY HIMESH AND PRANAV!!!!