Touched 120 KMPH ;)

Gud nun its me, seems like m ready again, up loaded with new words in my hard disk..

the day was amazing, driving is not my forte, learned two wheeler at the age of 18 ..

trust me too late fo the kind of blood line i belong to.. :P

Bihar ( one of the frozen in time states of India and my birth place ) is quit notorious fo the roads we have.. 

My grand paa's village is around 50 kilometers on the national highway ( Prime minister Sir Shree Atal v. bajpai, planed fo the road's connecting the four corners of India, this ultra national highway passes through my city :D ) the country side area is beautiful as always, 

Breath taking... speed added to the addiction, mind said let go, cardiac was pumping high.. like the first kiss..

yeep in deed felt like the life is so powerful to challenge death, isn't it  ???

just put the headphone on, you wont need the the HORNS of the TwElVe wheeler just behind ...say game on... and VRooooom :P

was not alone, had Addicted Enrique with me, and the clouds ..

"Baby I'm addicted and out of control 

But you're the drug that keeps me from dying

Baby I'm a lair but all I really know 

Is you're the only reason I'm trying...."
gonna rain anytime, remember dare devil & electra.. in the rain, wish i could hear the 

sound waves hitting the wheels of the bike.. like the blue goddess from Neptune..

the road was empty, the world all mine.. speed no less, no negotiations ...

 "When you're lying next to me 

Love is going through to me 

O it's beautiful

Everything is clear to me 

Till I hit reality"

life keeps us hitting with the florescent stones

amused with the roads, the village one is still the same old bricks rock road..  

and the man on the bike in the image is my grate grand paa :)

hopeless, jey.. 

:(

falling short of words..
hopeless,jey.

correcting mistakes..

hi all bloggers...

its me again   HU Ha ha HA ha Ha...

Kuch naya ho he nahi raha.. kya likhu..

the state is still the same .. new over bridges big time failure in cntrling the trafic..

place still struggling with prostitution, curruption.. sheeezz...ye likhu,,, 

my dear government.. y don't u correct ur mistakes !!!

well well..

let me tel u a story.. not really all time super hit yet... deserves to be told... 

Priya married Hitesh this day. At the end of the wedding party,

Priya's mother gave her a newly opened bank saving passbook.

With Rs.1000 deposit amount.

Mother: Priya, take this passbook. Keep it as a record of your marriage life.

When there's something happy and memorable happened in your new life, put some money in.

Write down what it's about next to the line.

The more memorable the event is, the more money you can put in.

I've done the first one for you today.

Do the others with Hitesh.

When you look back after years, you can know how much happiness you've had.'

Priya shared this with Hitesh when getting home.

They both thought it was a great idea and were anxious to know when the second deposit can be made.

This was what they did after certain time:

- 7 Feb: Rs.100, first birthday celebration for Hitesh after marriage

- 1 Mar: Rs.300, salary raise for Priya

- 20 Mar: Rs.200, vacation trip to Bali

- 15 Apr: Rs.2000, Priya got pregnant

- 1 Jun: Rs.1000, Hitesh got promoted

.... and so on...

However, after years, they started fighting and arguing for trivial things.

They didn't talk much.

They regretted that they had married the most nasty people in the world.... no more love...

Kind of typical nowadays, huh?

One day Priya talked to her 

Mother:

'Mom, we can't stand it anymore. We agree to divorce.

I can't imagine how I decided to marry this guy!!!'

Mother: 'Sure, girl, that's no big deal.

Just do whatever you want if you really can't stand it.

But before that, do one thing first.

Remember the saving passbook I gave you on your wedding day?

Take out all money and spend it first.

You shouldn't keep any record of such a poor marriage.'

Priya thought it was true.

So she went to the bank, waiting at the queue and planning to cancel the account.

While she was waiting, she took a look at the passbook record. 

She looked, and looked, and looked.

Then the memory of all the previous joy and happiness just came up her mind.

Her eyes were then filled with tears.

She left and went home.

When she was home, she handed the passbook to Hitesh, asked him to spend the money before getting divorce.

The next day, Hitesh gave the passbook back to Priya.

She found a new deposit of Rs.5000. And a line next to the record:

'This is the day I notice how much I've loved you thru out all these years.

How much happiness you've brought me.'

They hugged and cried, putting the passbook back to the safe.

Do you know how much money they had saved when they retired?

I did not ask.

I believe the money did not matter any more after they had gone thru all the good years in their life.

"When you fall, in any way, Don't see the place where you fell, Instead see the place from where you slipped.

Life is'nt about crying mistakes, it is about correcting mistakes."

                                                                     isnt'it ... hope so :P

                                                                            hopeless, jey..

What is life for you...

Hey frnds, hi.. hows life... mine is a bit.. hear only with these words..


confuse into various eggs, when i was rest less.. appointed for LNT and and not getting my joining dates, frnds already started working, parents say stay at home, and my love says go away..


that is life, my life, sometimes missing those kisses and hugs to be hanged till death by the rope of long distance, future, surroundings, past and logistics of a princess..
some times...





it feeling like m the red, sad, lonely ball in the mob of many apparently happy and together yellows.. 

some how the princess, asked .........What is life for u ??
boom.. 
i asked myself is that a question ?


i said allot of my all time boring philosophy, she said nice, i said what will u answer..
she said... "its me, n me, u, maa and paa " :)
hopeless cried, 


i said.. hey jey, no, she gave you your life back.. !!




yours.. 
hopeless,jey