FRIENDSHIP AND LOVE
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* Love starts with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a tear.
* D! On't cry over anyone who won't cry over you.
* Good fr! Iends are hard to find, harder to leave, and impossible to forget.
* You can only go as far as you push.
* Actions speak louder than words.
* The hardest thing to do is watch the one you love, love somebody else.
* Don't let the! Past hold you back; you're missing the good stuff.
* Life's short. If you don't look around once in a while, you might miss it.
* A best friend is like a four leaf clover: hard to find and lucky to have.
* If you think that the world means nothing, think again. You might mean the world to someone else.
* When it hurts to look back, and you're scared to look ahead, you can look beside you and your best friend will be there
* True friendship never ends.
* Friends are forever.
* Good friends are like stars....You don't always see them, but you know they are always there.
* Don't frown. You never know who is falling in love with your smile.
* What do you do when the only person who can make you stop crying is the person who made you cry?
* NOBODY IS PERFECT UNTIL YOU FALL IN LOVE WITH THEM. (Isn't that the truth?)
* Everything is okay in the end.
* If it's not okay, then it's not the end.
Most people walk in and out of you life. But only True friends leave footprints in your heart.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
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Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Zinni aka EssAar
Indbath was a developing city. A port of delivery and the capital of the state of pheronna. It was the administrative hub and the important government affairs and major administrative buildings were located in this city.
The city was regarded as the most important industrial center in the state. It occupied a foremost place among the manufacturing centers of the country.
It was the second largest iron and steel-manufacturing place in the country. The largest candy and crackers manufacturing units of the country were located in indbath city.
It also had a flourishing wholesale drug business. In addition to all this it was still developing further.
The main city had an area of about 29 square kilometers. Out of the 500 kilometers of streets, 350 kilometers were paved. A large number of shopping complexes and multiplexes were coming up in and around the city.
Construction business was on full bloom.
In spite of all this heckles of a developed city, the evenings in indbath city were very quite and peaceful. As one walks through the few main streets of the city, he could see the lights twinkling in departmental stores here and there. People could be seen engaged in the art of conversation a burst of hearty laughter could be heard, coming from a soda water or an ice cream parlor.
But it had not been like this forever. Only a few years back this place had the highest crime rate in the country. Murders, kidnappings, robberies, rapes, street fights and other similar incidents filled the front pages of every news paper available in the city, but that was until a few years back.
That was until Mr. Prahlaad Hit took over as the police chief of the city. Slowly and steadily he had been able to bring down the crime rate, very considerably
Or should we say that the underworld had become much more organized in its work.
Like in any other big city, Indbath too had its share of mafia dons, lords of the crime world. Two of them were more prosperous than others
One was Mr. Pepper Goons . He was an old goon, based in the city for as long as any one can remember. His company was in control of the gambling business in the city.
The other mafia lord of the city was Mr. Ranjit Oberai. He had come to the city just two years back.
But in this much time he had got a big share, of the underworld business under his control, directly or indirectly. He was more powerful than any of other crime companies. Legally he was into the construction and real estate business, he had a company by the name of prime builders. But other than this he had wide business interests. He was engaged in the business of importing iron scrap from Far East countries and had a big share in the net iron and steel production of the city.
Under the garb of his import business he smuggled in large consignments of drugs, illegal armaments from off shore countries, which were further sent to different parts of the country after heavy profits.
He had shares in every big shopping complex and malls of the city
He had strong political linkages. Local MLA Mr. Yadaav was close to him.
No one ever dared to go against him, and he had not a single police case registered against him.
It was said about him that at one time he was a middle class citizen of indbath city and had left the country some ten years back along with his family in search of greener pastures. And after he returned back he was a story of rags to riches. No one exactly knew transpired in those ten years.***************************
When zinni reached home, he found it locked at the main gate. Mother must have left the keys with their neighbors, he thought.
The Johson’s had been their next-door neighbors ever since they shifted from sundervilli some fifteen years back. Mr. Johson had a business of readymade garments, mostly women apparels and selected men’s wear. The whole family, including Mrs. Johson and their fifteen-year-old daughter, helped in the business. They have been very nice all these years and were close to the Milton family. Zinni’s mother would usually leave the keys with them, whenever she had to go out of home.
Zinni always avoided going to their home for collecting the keys, for reasons best known to him. He always kept a spare key of the back door to the house with him, without anybodies knowledge. He looked for the key in his pocket. He found the key, jumped over the boundary wall and opened the door.
As he unlocked the door, sheena’s thought came to his mind and instantly he felt happy. Locking the door behind him directly went to his room. Just as he changed he saw a piece of paper lying on his table.
It looked like some kind of a note, something was written on it! ****************************
Zinni’s mother, Miss Y, was a housewife. Though she was well educated and could have done some job but she opted to be at home among her small family. And she really enjoyed it, as it was. She was a small lady hardly five feet, with sharp features. She looked much younger then her forty-three years.**addition** Having spent the silver jubilee of her marriage she was good-natured and caring. She managed her home well and was very particular of cleanliness. She would not have any servant and did all the household work herself. Even at this age she was all the more active and seemed full of energy.
Miss y had infused good manners in her children, and everyone known to the Milton family admired her as being a good mother and a good wife. She was loved her children very much and was somewhat possessive about them. Every morning she would go with tinny to drop her at school and also brought her back in the afternoon. At times they would go to the market after the school return home only in the evening.
She never complained of anything and seemed satisfied with everything that she had in her life and enjoyed with her family but in the last few months a gap had been developing in her relations with her husband. Mr. x had little time to spend with her, being busy in office as he was, and she was feeling it. . All through the day she would keep herself busy in household chores. And the nights were really long. They no longer had any long interactions as they used to have before. She thought of going to her parent’s home for some days to meet them but had to delay because of her daughters study. She helped tinni in her homework.
Sometimes she would dream of being left alone in the house and would wake up with a movement.__--------------------------------------------------
As life was going this way for her, one day she received a call from her father. He told her that her mother is very ill wanted to see her. If she could come that would be very good.
‘ I will come tomorrow’ she had told her father. Tinni School was also closed for summer vacations so she will take her along.
6
As zinni reached home he found a piece of paper on his table that looked like a note. Zinni picked the piece of paper and read it:
“ Zinni this is mother. I am going to your grand parents home a taking tinni along. Your nanny is very ill and I need to take care of her. It may take some days before I come back. I will call home once I reached there. Tell your father and take care son”
so mummy will be away from home for at least one week. That’s good’ zinni thought.
It always pleased zinni when he was left alone for a day or more because in the meantime he can spend more time with sheena.
The last time they have met a week back, only two of them at sheena’s home, it was a memorable time for both. Zinni remembered every moment of it. Sheena looked so beautiful in her white dress with snow-white fur on the borders that zinni stood gazing as if his wits had left him. Zinni hugged her and would not let go. Sheena closed her arms tightly around him. For a moment zinni forgot about the world and kissed sheena. She moved and came closer. Zinni could feel her whole body against him. It was burning. He kissed her again. This was the first time they have been so close. She kissed back and let it hold for a few moments. ************************************************
Sheena was the daughter of Mr. oberai, was into real estate business and was a well-known builder in the city. He was the richest man in the city and loved her daughter and cared for her more than he would for himself.
Sheena was a rare combination of brain and beauty. She was zinni’s first love and last, as he firmly believed. They have been together for the last two years and were very much in love. She was a year younger than him, was very handsome with a fine delicate complexion and very respectable, to all appearance.
From her style and high bearing of her father it was visible to anyone that she belonged to none of the common sort. She was beautiful and intelligent. Her eyes were large and jet-black, not without a certain expression of tenderness and indolence. The eyebrows were finely marked and arched; the eye lashes long and dark. There was a delicate glow of carnation on her cheeks that gave her a beauty like that of full moon. In the eyes of all who saw her she appeared little less than a goddess. She boasted half a dozen dazzling charms. Being of Indian origin she had sharp features and an infectious smile. Every friend of zin admired sheena and zin himself was totally gaga over her.
Mr. Oberai had built a big banglaw in the posh Cape Town area that was hardly three miles from the Milton house. It was a routine for zinni to go there in the mornings and the evenings.
Mr. x did not approve of zinni’s relationship with sheena and often scolded zin for it. The tension between them, over sheena, was growing with each passing day. But zinni just could not get her out of mind and he never wanted to. He loved sheena and he loved her very much.
The city was regarded as the most important industrial center in the state. It occupied a foremost place among the manufacturing centers of the country.
It was the second largest iron and steel-manufacturing place in the country. The largest candy and crackers manufacturing units of the country were located in indbath city.
It also had a flourishing wholesale drug business. In addition to all this it was still developing further.
The main city had an area of about 29 square kilometers. Out of the 500 kilometers of streets, 350 kilometers were paved. A large number of shopping complexes and multiplexes were coming up in and around the city.
Construction business was on full bloom.
In spite of all this heckles of a developed city, the evenings in indbath city were very quite and peaceful. As one walks through the few main streets of the city, he could see the lights twinkling in departmental stores here and there. People could be seen engaged in the art of conversation a burst of hearty laughter could be heard, coming from a soda water or an ice cream parlor.
But it had not been like this forever. Only a few years back this place had the highest crime rate in the country. Murders, kidnappings, robberies, rapes, street fights and other similar incidents filled the front pages of every news paper available in the city, but that was until a few years back.
That was until Mr. Prahlaad Hit took over as the police chief of the city. Slowly and steadily he had been able to bring down the crime rate, very considerably
Or should we say that the underworld had become much more organized in its work.
Like in any other big city, Indbath too had its share of mafia dons, lords of the crime world. Two of them were more prosperous than others
One was Mr. Pepper Goons . He was an old goon, based in the city for as long as any one can remember. His company was in control of the gambling business in the city.
The other mafia lord of the city was Mr. Ranjit Oberai. He had come to the city just two years back.
But in this much time he had got a big share, of the underworld business under his control, directly or indirectly. He was more powerful than any of other crime companies. Legally he was into the construction and real estate business, he had a company by the name of prime builders. But other than this he had wide business interests. He was engaged in the business of importing iron scrap from Far East countries and had a big share in the net iron and steel production of the city.
Under the garb of his import business he smuggled in large consignments of drugs, illegal armaments from off shore countries, which were further sent to different parts of the country after heavy profits.
He had shares in every big shopping complex and malls of the city
He had strong political linkages. Local MLA Mr. Yadaav was close to him.
No one ever dared to go against him, and he had not a single police case registered against him.
It was said about him that at one time he was a middle class citizen of indbath city and had left the country some ten years back along with his family in search of greener pastures. And after he returned back he was a story of rags to riches. No one exactly knew transpired in those ten years.***************************
When zinni reached home, he found it locked at the main gate. Mother must have left the keys with their neighbors, he thought.
The Johson’s had been their next-door neighbors ever since they shifted from sundervilli some fifteen years back. Mr. Johson had a business of readymade garments, mostly women apparels and selected men’s wear. The whole family, including Mrs. Johson and their fifteen-year-old daughter, helped in the business. They have been very nice all these years and were close to the Milton family. Zinni’s mother would usually leave the keys with them, whenever she had to go out of home.
Zinni always avoided going to their home for collecting the keys, for reasons best known to him. He always kept a spare key of the back door to the house with him, without anybodies knowledge. He looked for the key in his pocket. He found the key, jumped over the boundary wall and opened the door.
As he unlocked the door, sheena’s thought came to his mind and instantly he felt happy. Locking the door behind him directly went to his room. Just as he changed he saw a piece of paper lying on his table.
It looked like some kind of a note, something was written on it! ****************************
Zinni’s mother, Miss Y, was a housewife. Though she was well educated and could have done some job but she opted to be at home among her small family. And she really enjoyed it, as it was. She was a small lady hardly five feet, with sharp features. She looked much younger then her forty-three years.**addition** Having spent the silver jubilee of her marriage she was good-natured and caring. She managed her home well and was very particular of cleanliness. She would not have any servant and did all the household work herself. Even at this age she was all the more active and seemed full of energy.
Miss y had infused good manners in her children, and everyone known to the Milton family admired her as being a good mother and a good wife. She was loved her children very much and was somewhat possessive about them. Every morning she would go with tinny to drop her at school and also brought her back in the afternoon. At times they would go to the market after the school return home only in the evening.
She never complained of anything and seemed satisfied with everything that she had in her life and enjoyed with her family but in the last few months a gap had been developing in her relations with her husband. Mr. x had little time to spend with her, being busy in office as he was, and she was feeling it. . All through the day she would keep herself busy in household chores. And the nights were really long. They no longer had any long interactions as they used to have before. She thought of going to her parent’s home for some days to meet them but had to delay because of her daughters study. She helped tinni in her homework.
Sometimes she would dream of being left alone in the house and would wake up with a movement.__--------------------------------------------------
As life was going this way for her, one day she received a call from her father. He told her that her mother is very ill wanted to see her. If she could come that would be very good.
‘ I will come tomorrow’ she had told her father. Tinni School was also closed for summer vacations so she will take her along.
6
As zinni reached home he found a piece of paper on his table that looked like a note. Zinni picked the piece of paper and read it:
“ Zinni this is mother. I am going to your grand parents home a taking tinni along. Your nanny is very ill and I need to take care of her. It may take some days before I come back. I will call home once I reached there. Tell your father and take care son”
so mummy will be away from home for at least one week. That’s good’ zinni thought.
It always pleased zinni when he was left alone for a day or more because in the meantime he can spend more time with sheena.
The last time they have met a week back, only two of them at sheena’s home, it was a memorable time for both. Zinni remembered every moment of it. Sheena looked so beautiful in her white dress with snow-white fur on the borders that zinni stood gazing as if his wits had left him. Zinni hugged her and would not let go. Sheena closed her arms tightly around him. For a moment zinni forgot about the world and kissed sheena. She moved and came closer. Zinni could feel her whole body against him. It was burning. He kissed her again. This was the first time they have been so close. She kissed back and let it hold for a few moments. ************************************************
Sheena was the daughter of Mr. oberai, was into real estate business and was a well-known builder in the city. He was the richest man in the city and loved her daughter and cared for her more than he would for himself.
Sheena was a rare combination of brain and beauty. She was zinni’s first love and last, as he firmly believed. They have been together for the last two years and were very much in love. She was a year younger than him, was very handsome with a fine delicate complexion and very respectable, to all appearance.
From her style and high bearing of her father it was visible to anyone that she belonged to none of the common sort. She was beautiful and intelligent. Her eyes were large and jet-black, not without a certain expression of tenderness and indolence. The eyebrows were finely marked and arched; the eye lashes long and dark. There was a delicate glow of carnation on her cheeks that gave her a beauty like that of full moon. In the eyes of all who saw her she appeared little less than a goddess. She boasted half a dozen dazzling charms. Being of Indian origin she had sharp features and an infectious smile. Every friend of zin admired sheena and zin himself was totally gaga over her.
Mr. Oberai had built a big banglaw in the posh Cape Town area that was hardly three miles from the Milton house. It was a routine for zinni to go there in the mornings and the evenings.
Mr. x did not approve of zinni’s relationship with sheena and often scolded zin for it. The tension between them, over sheena, was growing with each passing day. But zinni just could not get her out of mind and he never wanted to. He loved sheena and he loved her very much.
GUIDE Consultancy Services
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GUIDE Consultancy Services an independent, flexible, democratic, secular, non-profit people's organization working for and assisting in the empowerment of economically and socially, marginalized groups.I am a 28 yrs old young Proud Indian....I had been working in Corporate Inc. (read, Bharti, ICICI, HDFC, CBoP, LIC)..till recently when I just removed their collar and decided to do something meaningful...something for which I will feel proud of myself...It was then that GUIDE was launched.
Initially I and my team were into Financial Consulting, being my area of expertise. But soon I could see the Ignorance of the general public , rural/urban, about basic Economic, Social and Political rights ,given to them by Constitution of India....I went through the past of our Judiciary and Their I found the reason.......
I have noticed certain misdoings going on in the field of corporate sales-where capital gain is the sole motive of the Sellers, and for that they are taking unaware citizens for a ride, or to say in clear words duping them of their hard-earned money and in most of the cases Politicians form are a party to Corporate Inc.
Professionally, at present I am providing Consultancy in various fields, mainly Financial/Investment, Personal/Family matter, Education & Career, IT Services and solutions.
Every day I am getting new cases of Financial fraud or Family dispute (mostly due to drug abuse). I am trying my best at individual level to settling them in properly legal way, but the number of such cases is increasing manifold. So I feel that there is need to curb the menace at the root level, i.e. by bringing to justice, the people responsible
GUIDE has taken the initiative because "for better yields we need to change the way we sow"
Main field of work of “GUIDE Consultancy Services-NGO” are as written below
GUIDE Consultancy Services camps in rural areas to educate the locals about the importance of Education and informing them about the Govt. sponsored Educational Schemes launched to help the poor and the rural people. We also guide them about how to avail these services.
GUIDE Consultancy Services and its promoting members regularly visit School Colleges, esp. Professional colleges to enlighten the children about the bad impact of ragging and provide them voluntary guidance, so as to reduce this evil as much as possible. This is done by presenting them with the daily life ragging cases happening in today’s educational world
Education consulting: Guiding the parents of student about which line of educational course would be best for their wards, depending upon his/her interests
Career consulting: Education & Carrier specific guidance for Children - Based upon the caliber of Child & what their parents want them to become, in order that his/her future is Bright.
This is time to get up and tighten your belt and stand up for our rights. The rights you should have as a young innovative mind...which has constantly been undervalued by your elders and the people in power...so this is a an invitation for a common cause. You are welcome to join the community of us, Young Turks, and share you views freely speak out your mind...I assure we will make a difference if we work as one.
PURPOSE....The present belongs to Young Turks (a.k.a Young at heart and in thinking) & the future generations will be Proud to be Indian only if take a step today... as our young people have the energy and ability to prove them selves on every front , if given proper guidance and direction.
All young (at heart) Indians are welcome to join GUIDE CONSULTANCY SERVICES (GUIDE in short) and I invite you (on behalf of GUIDE Family, GUIDE Consultancy Services) to come & Join GUIDE, voluntary services initiatives.
We will do it... Just believe in your abilities and give us your word...GUIDE is just the beginning of a Revolution.....
Something About INDIA
National Name :- Bharat, India ,Hindustan
Current President :- Pratibha Patil
Current Prim Minister :- Manmoham Sing
Land Area:- 1,147,949 sq mi (2,973,190 sq km)
Total Area:- 1,269,338 sq mi (3,287,590 sq km)
Population :- 1,132,446,000
Capital Of India :- New Delhi
Economical Capital Of India :-Mumbai
Currency :- Rupees
National Language :- Hindi
National Official Language:-English
Literacy Rate :- 61%
Ruler Party :- UPA
Religious :- Hindu, Muslim, Shikh, Parsi, Christan.
Ethnicity :- Indo-aryan, dravidion, Mongoloid
Railway Length :- 63,221 km
Highway :- 33,83,344 km
Water way:- 14,500
Airports:- 346
Boarder Country :- Pakistan, china, Nepal, Bhutan, Bangaladesh, burma.
Independent day:- 15 Aug 1947
Republican Day:- 26 Jan 1950
Population Density:- 329 per km2
GDP :- 2.96 trillion
Timezone :- IST UTC +5:30,
Internet TLD :- .in
ISD Call:-+91
Current President :- Pratibha Patil
Current Prim Minister :- Manmoham Sing
Land Area:- 1,147,949 sq mi (2,973,190 sq km)
Total Area:- 1,269,338 sq mi (3,287,590 sq km)
Population :- 1,132,446,000
Capital Of India :- New Delhi
Economical Capital Of India :-Mumbai
Currency :- Rupees
National Language :- Hindi
National Official Language:-English
Literacy Rate :- 61%
Ruler Party :- UPA
Religious :- Hindu, Muslim, Shikh, Parsi, Christan.
Ethnicity :- Indo-aryan, dravidion, Mongoloid
Railway Length :- 63,221 km
Highway :- 33,83,344 km
Water way:- 14,500
Airports:- 346
Boarder Country :- Pakistan, china, Nepal, Bhutan, Bangaladesh, burma.
Independent day:- 15 Aug 1947
Republican Day:- 26 Jan 1950
Population Density:- 329 per km2
GDP :- 2.96 trillion
Timezone :- IST UTC +5:30,
Internet TLD :- .in
ISD Call:-+91
Monday, December 28, 2009
Must Read....a look alike into my life...but Characterised...**plz Note all the meterial is Copyright of GUIDE GoC Pvt Ltd.
Dear All I would like to share with you something thats my heart..as it was writen by me and slowly its turning on me .......So without wasting much time i will directly come to it.................Read on..
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Bhoo..M’…it was a blast in front of the indbath central bank, in the ‘always crowded’ downtown market, and the rear tyre of zinni’s mobike turned flat. The tyre burst was loud enough to be heard across the street, alarming people. Some took it for a bomb blast and ran helter shelter. Many eyes swept across the street and rested on zinni, a little shaken by the sound under him. As he got down, zinni Milton or zin as his friends called him, was acutely aware of the pinching eyes. Feeling somewhat uneasy he pulled the bike alongside across the street. Service station at the end of the street was about half a km but to pull a 350cc bike on a hot summer afternoon was a tough job. He reached the service station sweating heavily. The rear tyre and tube had to be replaced, the mechanic told him, and that would cost five hundred bucks. Zinni had only a hundred bucks so he told the mechanic to start repairing while he arranges the money. Zinni was twenty-three years old and had completed his graduation just last year. Taking out his mobile he checked the balance and then called his father.
‘Hello papa’
Yes’ his father confirmed on the other side.
‘Papa my bike’s tyre has burst and it needs replacement. I need five hundred bucks for the repair.’
‘What! How did it happen’
I don’t know, I was just going home………….
‘You don’t drive carefully, I told you so many times.’
‘Papa it is not my fault, the tyre was all worn out and…………..’
‘Ok ok I know everything…now what u want’
‘Five hundred bucks’
‘But I am in an important meeting…you go home and ask your mother….I am very busy right now’
Huron ok’
What a father I have’ zinni thought ‘here I am caught under the sun without money and he has no time even to listen.
Anyway he again checked the balance and then called home.
Trin-trin trin-trin…no answer. He dialed again; this time also there was no answer on the other side. Throwing abuses ‘zinni put the mobile in his hip pocket. ‘Mummy must have gone to the market with tinni, his twelve year old blonde sister’ the thought ran in his mind. Now what to do! He thought of calling his friend sam and dialed his home. It was sam who answered the phone.
‘Hello sam, this is zinni’
‘o zinni, how are you’
‘Sam my bike’s tyre has burst near the central bank, can you do me a favor.
‘Sure zin, why not….tell me what….
‘Sam I need four hundred bucks, none is home yet and if you can arrange that for me, I will pay you back in the evening.’
‘O zin there is no need to say… I am coming right over, where are you right now.’
‘I am at the new service station near the central bank’
‘Ok just stay there, I am coming…’
Ok
As zinni waited for sam to arrive he thought about his father…
Mr.X was a senior engineer in the IUDA, indbath urban development association. He was a straight speaking man, a little hot temperament. He was one of those who believe strongly in their principles, and was admired for his honesty. But of late he has earned more enemies than well-wishers. The world is going that way. Evil people earn more friends while honesty is considered a hindrance to development, he would often reflect on this. He never indulged in corrupt practices and was always loyal to the government. Through out the day he kept himself busy in the office and go straight home in the evening. Occasionally he would have a couple of drinks with his friends for the sake of their friendship and not for drinking.
He wanted to impart good education to his children, zinni and tinny. He sent them to the best school in the city. He was a follower of strictly disciplined life and would often scold zinni for his careless nature, as he thought. Zinni had completed his graduation last year but was unemployed and he worried for zinni’s future. Also he totally unapproved zinni’s relation with sheena and always warned zinni against meeting her. It had really become a bone of contention between the father son relations. A month back he saw zinni sitting with sheena and they had a battle of words at home.zinni left home for a few days and came back only after his father himself called him.
Though zinni respected his father for all that he has done, giving him the best of everything, but loved sheena more and just could not think of leaving her. He was sure of convincing his father one day. For the last few weeks Mr. x had been very busy in his office and would often come home late at night.
He was brought out of his thoughts by a familiar voice.
‘Hello zin’ it was sam who came just then.
‘Hello sam, you made it really quick.’
‘Actually I was just about to leave for pinto’s house, when you called me. He had bought a new DVD player with home theater speakers and has asked me to come over’
‘I see, so how’s pinto, I have not seen him for so many days’ zinni said.
‘ O, he is fine. He had just gone to bijapur in relation to some business dealings and came back only yesterday. He purchased the DVD player from chimera market, bijapur.’
‘ He is really helping his father in business, isn’t it.’
‘Yeah you are right, anyway is the bike ready ‘Sam asked.
‘Let us see’
In ten more minutes the tyre was replaced and the bike was ready. They paid the mechanic and came out of the service station.
‘ Are you going home, zin?’ sam asked as they came out.
‘Yes I was going home’
‘if you are free you come with me to pinto’s house. He will be happy to see you too.’
‘ I would have loved to come, but I got to meet sheena after an hour. We will go together some other day. Today you go alone, ok.’
‘Ok than, bye zin’
‘Bye sam, see you again’
All the way home zinni was thanking sam within…
He considered sam his real friend. The one that fits the proverb “the friend in need is a friend in deed”. Sameer or sam, as he was usually called by everyone, was zinni’s school time friend and about the same age as him. Physically he was taller than zinni and well built. His home was near to zinni’s and they were good friends.
His father has died in an accident a year back and he lived with his mother and younger sister. His sister nenu was in the same school in which zinni’s sister studied and both were in the same grade. Sams mother was employed in some private life insurance company. Though they were not very well off financially but sam was never short of cash. He always had sufficient money on his person and often helped zinni with cash as and when he needed
.
He had completed his graduation in science but like zinni he was also unemployed and in search of a job. Most of the time, on any day, he remained at home and came out very rarely. Zinni spent most of his time with sam when not with sheena. ************ ******************************************
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‘Hello papa’
Yes’ his father confirmed on the other side.
‘Papa my bike’s tyre has burst and it needs replacement. I need five hundred bucks for the repair.’
‘What! How did it happen’
I don’t know, I was just going home………….
‘You don’t drive carefully, I told you so many times.’
‘Papa it is not my fault, the tyre was all worn out and…………..’
‘Ok ok I know everything…now what u want’
‘Five hundred bucks’
‘But I am in an important meeting…you go home and ask your mother….I am very busy right now’
Huron ok’
What a father I have’ zinni thought ‘here I am caught under the sun without money and he has no time even to listen.
Anyway he again checked the balance and then called home.
Trin-trin trin-trin…no answer. He dialed again; this time also there was no answer on the other side. Throwing abuses ‘zinni put the mobile in his hip pocket. ‘Mummy must have gone to the market with tinni, his twelve year old blonde sister’ the thought ran in his mind. Now what to do! He thought of calling his friend sam and dialed his home. It was sam who answered the phone.
‘Hello sam, this is zinni’
‘o zinni, how are you’
‘Sam my bike’s tyre has burst near the central bank, can you do me a favor.
‘Sure zin, why not….tell me what….
‘Sam I need four hundred bucks, none is home yet and if you can arrange that for me, I will pay you back in the evening.’
‘O zin there is no need to say… I am coming right over, where are you right now.’
‘I am at the new service station near the central bank’
‘Ok just stay there, I am coming…’
Ok
As zinni waited for sam to arrive he thought about his father…
Mr.X was a senior engineer in the IUDA, indbath urban development association. He was a straight speaking man, a little hot temperament. He was one of those who believe strongly in their principles, and was admired for his honesty. But of late he has earned more enemies than well-wishers. The world is going that way. Evil people earn more friends while honesty is considered a hindrance to development, he would often reflect on this. He never indulged in corrupt practices and was always loyal to the government. Through out the day he kept himself busy in the office and go straight home in the evening. Occasionally he would have a couple of drinks with his friends for the sake of their friendship and not for drinking.
He wanted to impart good education to his children, zinni and tinny. He sent them to the best school in the city. He was a follower of strictly disciplined life and would often scold zinni for his careless nature, as he thought. Zinni had completed his graduation last year but was unemployed and he worried for zinni’s future. Also he totally unapproved zinni’s relation with sheena and always warned zinni against meeting her. It had really become a bone of contention between the father son relations. A month back he saw zinni sitting with sheena and they had a battle of words at home.zinni left home for a few days and came back only after his father himself called him.
Though zinni respected his father for all that he has done, giving him the best of everything, but loved sheena more and just could not think of leaving her. He was sure of convincing his father one day. For the last few weeks Mr. x had been very busy in his office and would often come home late at night.
He was brought out of his thoughts by a familiar voice.
‘Hello zin’ it was sam who came just then.
‘Hello sam, you made it really quick.’
‘Actually I was just about to leave for pinto’s house, when you called me. He had bought a new DVD player with home theater speakers and has asked me to come over’
‘I see, so how’s pinto, I have not seen him for so many days’ zinni said.
‘ O, he is fine. He had just gone to bijapur in relation to some business dealings and came back only yesterday. He purchased the DVD player from chimera market, bijapur.’
‘ He is really helping his father in business, isn’t it.’
‘Yeah you are right, anyway is the bike ready ‘Sam asked.
‘Let us see’
In ten more minutes the tyre was replaced and the bike was ready. They paid the mechanic and came out of the service station.
‘ Are you going home, zin?’ sam asked as they came out.
‘Yes I was going home’
‘if you are free you come with me to pinto’s house. He will be happy to see you too.’
‘ I would have loved to come, but I got to meet sheena after an hour. We will go together some other day. Today you go alone, ok.’
‘Ok than, bye zin’
‘Bye sam, see you again’
All the way home zinni was thanking sam within…
He considered sam his real friend. The one that fits the proverb “the friend in need is a friend in deed”. Sameer or sam, as he was usually called by everyone, was zinni’s school time friend and about the same age as him. Physically he was taller than zinni and well built. His home was near to zinni’s and they were good friends.
His father has died in an accident a year back and he lived with his mother and younger sister. His sister nenu was in the same school in which zinni’s sister studied and both were in the same grade. Sams mother was employed in some private life insurance company. Though they were not very well off financially but sam was never short of cash. He always had sufficient money on his person and often helped zinni with cash as and when he needed
.
He had completed his graduation in science but like zinni he was also unemployed and in search of a job. Most of the time, on any day, he remained at home and came out very rarely. Zinni spent most of his time with sam when not with sheena. ************ ******************************************
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Wo Kehti Hay ....!!
To "let go" does not mean to stop caring,
it means that I can't do it for someone else.
To "let go" is not to cut myself off,
it is the realization that I can't control another.
To "let go" is not to enable,
but to allow learning from natural consequences.
To "let go" is to admit powerlessness,
which means the outcome is not in my hands.
To "let go" is not to try to change or blame another,
it is to make the most of myself.
To "let go" is not to care for, but to care about.
To "let go" is not to fix, but to be supportive.
To "let go" is not to judge,
but to allow another to be a human being.
To "let go" is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes, but to allow others to effect their own destinies.
To "let go" is not to be protective,
it is to permit another to face reality.
To "let go" is not to deny, but to accept.
To "let go" is not to nag, scold, or argue, but instead,
to search out my own shortcomings and to correct them.
To "let go" is not to adjust everything to my desires, but to take each day as it comes, and to cherish myself in it.
To "let go" is not to criticize and regulate anybody,
but to try to become what I dream I can be.
To "let go" is not to regret the past,
but to grow and to live for the future.
To "let go" is to fear less and to love more.
To "Let Go" Takes Love
To "let go" does not mean to stop caring,
it means that I can't do it for someone else.
To "let go" is not to cut myself off,
it is the realization that I can't control another.
To "let go" is not to enable,
but to allow learning from natural consequences.
To "let go" is to admit powerlessness,
which means the outcome is not in my hands.
To "let go" is not to try to change or blame another,
it is to make the most of myself.
To "let go" is not to care for, but to care about.
To "let go" is not to fix, but to be supportive.
To "let go" is not to judge,
but to allow another to be a human being.
To "let go" is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes, but to allow others to effect their own destinies.
To "let go" is not to be protective,
it is to permit another to face reality.
To "let go" is not to deny, but to accept.
To "let go" is not to nag, scold, or argue, but instead,
to search out my own shortcomings and to correct them.
To "let go" is not to adjust everything to my desires, but to take each day as it comes, and to cherish myself in it.To "let go" is not to criticize and regulate anybody,
but to try to become what I dream I can be.
To "let go" is not to regret the past,
but to grow and to live for the future.
To "let go" is to fear less and to love more.
Dear its easy to say....But not in Practical Life......My Personal Experience________GUIDE
it means that I can't do it for someone else.
To "let go" is not to cut myself off,
it is the realization that I can't control another.
To "let go" is not to enable,
but to allow learning from natural consequences.
To "let go" is to admit powerlessness,
which means the outcome is not in my hands.
To "let go" is not to try to change or blame another,
it is to make the most of myself.
To "let go" is not to care for, but to care about.
To "let go" is not to fix, but to be supportive.
To "let go" is not to judge,
but to allow another to be a human being.
To "let go" is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes, but to allow others to effect their own destinies.
To "let go" is not to be protective,
it is to permit another to face reality.
To "let go" is not to deny, but to accept.
To "let go" is not to nag, scold, or argue, but instead,
to search out my own shortcomings and to correct them.
To "let go" is not to adjust everything to my desires, but to take each day as it comes, and to cherish myself in it.To "let go" is not to criticize and regulate anybody,
but to try to become what I dream I can be.
To "let go" is not to regret the past,
but to grow and to live for the future.
To "let go" is to fear less and to love more.
Dear its easy to say....But not in Practical Life......My Personal Experience________GUIDE
I love you in Diffrent languages
Indian Digit - 143 +English - I love you...Afrikaans - Ek het jou lief......Albanian - Te dua.........Arabic - Ana behibak (to male)
Arabic - Ana behibek (to female)........Armenian - Yes kez sirumen.......Bambara - M'bi fe......BanglaAamee tuma ke bhalo aashi........Belarusian - Ya tabe kahayu.....Bisaya - Nahigugma ako kanimo.......Bulgarian - Obicham te......Cambodian - Soro lahn nhee ah.......Cantonese Chinese - Ngo oiy ney a....
Catalan - T'estimo....Cheyenne - Ne mohotatse......Chichewa - Ndimakukonda.....Corsican - Ti tengu caru (to male).......Creol - Mi aime jou......Croatian - Volim te.....Czech - Miluji te......
Dutch - Ik hou van jou.........Esperanto - Mi amas vin......Estonian - Ma armastan sind....Ethiopian - Afgreki'
Faroese - Eg elski teg.....Farsi - Doset daram....Filipino - Mahal kita.....Finnish - Mina rakastan sinua
French - Je t'aime, Je t'adore....Gaelic - Ta gra agam ort....Georgian - Mikvarhar....German - Ich liebe dich
Greek - S'agapo....Gujarati - Hu tane prem karoo chhoo....Hiligaynon - Palangga ko ikaw
Hebrew - Ani ohev otah (to female).....Hebrew - Ani ohev et otha (to male)....Hiligaynon - Guina higugma ko ikaw......Hindi - Hum Tumhe Pyar Karte hai...Ilonggo - Palangga ko ikaw....Indonesian - Saya cinta padamu.......Inuit - Negligevapse......Irish - Taim i' ngra leat....Italian - Ti amo.....Japanese - Aishiteru
Kannada - Naanu ninna preetisuttene......Kapampangan - Kaluguran daka........Kiswahili - Nakupenda
Konkani - Tu magel moga cho.....Korean - Sarang Heyo.....Latin - Te amo......Latvian - Es tevi miilu
Lebanese - Bahibak.......Lithuanian - Tave myliu........Malay - Saya cintakan mu / Aku cinta padamu
Malayalam - Njan Ninne Premikunnu........Mandarin Chinese - Wo ai ni........Marathi - Me tula prem karto
Mohawk - Kanbhik......Moroccan - Ana moajaba bik.......Nahuatl - Ni mits neki.....Norwegian - Jeg Elsker Deg.............Pandacan - Syota na kita!!.........Pangasinan - Inaru Taka..........Papiamento - Mi ta stimabo
Persian - Doo-set daaram...........Pig Latin - Iay ovlay ouyay.....Polish - Kocham Ciebie
Portuguese - Eu te amo.....Romanian - Te ubesk.........Roman Numerals - 333......Russian - Ya tebya liubliu
Scot Gaelic - Tha gra\dh agam ort......Serbian - Volim te..........Setswana - Ke a go rata........
Sign Language - (represents position of fingers when signing'I Love You').....Sindhi - Maa tokhe pyar kendo ahyan.............Sioux - Techihhila......Slovak - Lu`bim ta............Slovenian - Ljubim te....Spanish - Te quiero / Te amo.......Swahili - Ninapenda wewe.....Swedish - Jag alskar dig...Swiss-German - Ich lieb Di
Tagalog - Mahal kita.....Taiwanese - Wa ga ei li......Tehitian - Ua Here Vau Ia Oe
Tamil - Nan unnai kathalikaraen......Telugu - Nenu ninnu premistunnanu......Thai - Chan rak khun (to male)
Thai - Phom rak khun (to female).......Turkish - Seni Seviyorum.......Ukrainian - Ya tebe kahayu
Urdu - mai aap say pyaar karta hoo......Vietnamese - Anh ye^u em (to female)....
Vietnamese - Em ye^u anh (to male).......Welsh - 'Rwy'n dy garu.....Yiddish - Ikh hob dikh......Yoruba - Mo ni fe..e......
Ways to Know That You Love Someone
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ELEVEN:You talk with him/her late at night and when you go to bed you still think of him/her.
TEN:You walk really slowly when you are with him/her.
NINE:You don't feel Ok when he/she is far away.
EIGHT:You smile when you hear his/her voice.
SEVEN:When you look at him/her,you do not see other people around you. You see only him/her.
SIX:He/She is everything you want to think.
FIVE:You realise that you smile every time you look at him/her
FOUR:You would do anything to see him/her.
THREE:While you have been reading this, there was a person in your mind all the time.
TWO:You've been so busy thinking of that person that you didn't notice that number 7 is missing.
ONE:You are going to check above if that's true and now you are silently laughing to yourself.
NOW YOU KNOW WHAT YOU WANT THE MOST...
Love & Love..The Place all about this four letters.....but powerful...you can't Imagine
Ek ladka aur deewana ho gaya ...!!
naa lagti hai use bhookh naa lagti hai pyaas
naa poocho kee subhah thi kee din tha kee raat thi
har gali har mod har chaurahe par ye baat thi
are suno suno suno afsaana ho gaya
ek ladka aur deewana ho gaya
log ek doosre ko suna rahe the
suna suna kar tahake laga rahe the
kee jabse dekha hai usne us ladkee ko
kho betha hai apnee neend aur chain
rehta hai har pal vo bechain
naa lagti hai use bhookh naa lagti hai pyaashar samay rehti hai bas usi kee aas
sabne kaha ye kissa to puraana ho gaya
ek ladka aur deewana ho gaya
sabne samjaaya use jaa kar le usse baat
tabhi katega din aur tabhee kategi raat
bitaa uske saath ek hansen shaam
tabhe milega tere bechain dil ko aaraam
usne bhi suna diya jaa kar haal e dil
ladkee bhi thi naadan foran gayee pighal
sabne kaha ye to ishq ka bahana ho gaya
ek ladka aur deewana ho gaya
milta tha ab usse vo har din
kehta tha jee nahin paaonga ab tere bin
ladke ke paas bas yehi kaam tha
aankho mein usiki soorat hothon pe usika naam tha
dekthe hee dekhte beetne waala saal tha
ladke kaa pyaar mein bura haal tha
sabne kaha ye to shama kaa parwanna ho gaya
ek ladka aur deewana ho gaya
kab tak chipate vo apna pyaar jamane se
ek din pata chal hee gaya bahane se
bas phir kya jo nahin hona tha ho gaya
roj roj kaa chip chip ke milna band ho gaya
ladkee ke ghar mein shaadi kee baat hone lagi
pyaar ke ujaale nein raat hone lagee
pyaar kaa dushman phir jamana ho gaya
ek ladka aur deewana ho gaya
ladka bola chal bhaag kar ,kar le shaadi
ladkee boli mujhe nahin chahiye aisi barbaadi
ladka bola pyaar hai phir kyon ye doori hai
ladkee boli samjha karo jaan majboori hai
marta kya naa karta maan gaya uski baat
ab to pehle se bhi bure the uske haalaat
accha uska dil kaa lagaana ho gaya
ek ladka aur deewana ho gaya
aaj kal rehta hai vo apne mein hee gum
vo kya karega khud use hee nahin maaloom
milta hai to pareshhan hota hai
naa mile to bechain rehta hai
maaangta hai use khuda se har pal
umeedh hai bitayaga uske saath aane waala kal
ise bhi ishq kaa najraana ho gaya
ek ladka aur deewana ho gaya
WISHING YOU A GOLDEN YEAR 2010
The year 2009 has some moment which i would like to keep with me for my whole lifw....I would like to express my need for 2009 in following few words which i read somewhere.....
I'm so in love with you
and this spell can't be broken
I can't forget all our memories
and all the words we've spoken.
Take away my sight
and my sanity too
but please don't ask my heart
to take away you.
There's been so many nights
I've laid awake and cried
wondering why we
aren't side by side.
I've had rough days before
but nothing compares to this
don't remove my love
don't forget my face.
I love and adore you
to leave you I'd never
never means never....you will be mine forever................Sushant
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