DREAM Being Independent

finally back to bloggin ...and basically I could'nt really think of a good title...Anyways many things have happened through this week that kinda got me thinking about the whole good looks debate..

My pre placement training is just ending up with a great note performing to my level best that’s make me only me my inner satisfaction than any  one else..last few days of mine I have learned the only thing we have concern about it Our self.. and to see any one happy is U..so strange so true .performing very nicely in GD or mock Pi and seminars ..well with a high note  made me confident and dreaming to think about in future.  :)

Last post I have been mentioning and wondering about this pre placement talks ..what will go and be in formals it’s the most Hercules task for me.. The pre placement talk in our collage and seminars blaa blaa  what I been telling was be been attended and companies just started yet  to come  with in 2 months all IT companies top most companies in our country oho and what gives me the feeling of being from outter space, with the loud talk on some gibberish computer language and how my fellow batch mates have figured things out so well in their lives and ofcourse their pompous asses just fart their way through the ramble.. but fact is I’m now confident the way I was feelin the same I’m getting now after this week passed.. I think I can handle it now. To cover up the things which I need to work on.. performance matters in practices I did It hope I will do will in match :)

learnt the hard way through life... life's not milk and roses...i meet a coconut man who was selling coconut or we can naaril pani wala near by my campus well he said one interesting facts about life in his way= life is just like a coconut its hard from outside and inner its very soft so we have find our softness our comfort zone and how to make life to live on happily that’s we have to decide . life's a precarious balance... everythings in transition and ever evolving... relationships emotions people, they all change your opinion your way of fitting in..love friendship relationship blaa blaa . flitting in as well changes... you learn some things just don't deserve such scrutiny, don't deserve so much thought ... they are better off being left alone... and if things are to really stay in the long run, they'd eventually return back in...

Well the wish to be independent is growing by the day. The idea of earning my own money, spending it the way i want to. Having my own pad to myself, doing it up my way. I wouldn't mind coming back to an empty home, cooking up for myself. Working through the night or just crashing. Having my friends over for the night and talking through the night. But all of it from my own hard owned money, no penny passed down to me. Buying a hatch back for myself, sedans or SUVs never worked for me.

Apart from all of the material aspect to being all to myself, I'd like to fend all for myself. Learning to live in a new city, meeting new people who are not even remotely related to my past. I'd want a new beginning starting from scratch. From finding my own accommodation, to locating the local kirana store, to finding a good book store or/and library and a cafe. And I guess I'd not want any men in my life then, at least nobody I could reach out to immediately, I'd want to deal with my own upheavals, my own happiness, cross roads on my own without this instinctive grab for an arm (my hand does have a mind of his own), ask my friends.

Watch the kind of movies I have so long missed out on, go for theatre (probably 'befriend' a cute theatre actor) and classical music concerts. Buy my first dress from my own money. And with my independence I don't want to loose myself either, I don't want to turn fickle. And most importantly have space of my own, a place i can call my own, where the mess and orderliness would all be mine. My space would reflect the way I chose my life to be and the person I was. Have a window with a ledge and no graillings, have shelves and shelves of books and a coffee mug and a low level bed and plants in the balcony especially creepers is what I'd love, A balcony where i could soak in the rain and watch kids play in the evening and reminisce the insouciance of childhood, read poetry by the window. Sigh. So much for my romanticism and so much for my dreams. And my dream city in India would be banglore for sure... I'd love the mystique of the city, the decrepit look it bears but still carrys aristocracy with elan. The beauty in imperfection which it so perfectly embodies.

 Ps : soo  I will be loving this romantic season of tip tip barish and Hope life goes on like this with high note and this rains makes every one life with lot more purity in their approach and thinking till then.. 

try to be all independent and being wake up from all dependent-ed scale. :)

advance HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY TO ALL >> being dreaming of  own independance  will not help our nation we should look for our betterment of our country if we are dreaming for india 2020 .hope my fellow being lovable friends will surly make a statement with PM.Sir ManMohan singh ji   this time. hope we are grow up a greater nation for sure  with lots more potential in every fields wether it may be writing or to space technology .. Being Independent and have to use the power wisely..

being an indian kid fan of bollywood masals movies well waitin for EK THA TIGER on independence day:) 

Cya..:)