Cupcakes zindagi

  At 5am a call woke me up, at first I was baffled by the call at this hour. Drowsily I picked up the call and heard from the other end "get ready will pick you up in an hour" before I could ask anything the phone hung up. I was breathing heavily as well as felt butterflies in my stomach.Every moment after that call I was thinking just about it.  I checked my mail prior because scholar students become chivvy at the last moment. Luckily there was no mail and being Saturday the labs duties were less too. So happily I got of my bed humming a sweet romantic 90s song, dancing in my room hopped into the bathroom. Thinking about the phonecall I could not stop smiling. After a long time I was getting this surprise from him. Just like any kid I was being calculative about the occasion, today is not my birthday neither any sort of anniversary then what's so special? Where is he going to take me? I was continuously thinking about the same thing again and again. Obviously I had no id...

       Jerry who was not born in India but had her strings attached to India since her father was an Indian who came to Germany to work for an IT company. There he fell in love with a German lady. Ever since Jerry was borned she never understood why her parents named her jerry, for this she was been mocked in her early school days. After her schooling she decided to continue her higher studies in India. She boarded her flight from Germany to Delhi.  It was her first time to travel in the flight, she had no idea how things are done. Somehow she managed to check in and finally boarded her flight. She was mesmerized with the hospitality she received by the crew members.  She got a window seat, she was travelling by her own. This itself was very exciting for her. She was observing everyone coming inside the airplane. Deep down she was praying that a girl must accompany her so that they could have many talks. In the next moment a tall, handsome, evenly fair guy ...

 Aksar vo saam yaad aate hai jisme bachpan ki yaaden cheepi hui hai. Bachpan vo khubsoorat wakt hai jo dhekte dhekte gujar jaata hai.  Aksar vo saam yaad aati hai,  Ek roz chai ki pyaali liye sochte sochte, Ek boond uss pyaali meh jaa geera, Vo namkeen sa swaad uss chai ki pyaali meh ghool mil sa gya.  Aksar vo saam yaad aati hai, Jiss roz hum apne gali se nikal ke, Teen gali chod kisi aur ke ghar gye, Saat samundar paar hamare humsafar mil gye.  Uss haseen lamhe ko humne uss aaiyeni meh khed  Karr lia, Aksar vo saam yaad aati hai, Din guzarte gye,  Badde achhe lgte log kuch khatakne se lagg gye the, Lekin uss behaali meh mera humdum vo aaina hi tha, Din dalne lagte aur raate chubhne lagti, Lekin ek pal jo behed khusi deta, Vo tha mera aaina. Aksar vo saam yaad aati hai, Jiss pal meri dosti hui thi uss anjan se aaine se, Ajeeb ittafaak hai,  Bina sune bina kahe vo aaina meri haar baat samj jaata h. Toofano bhari raat meh aur behad jhinjorne wali d...

 After 20 years when I came in the premises of that building which let the foundation of who I am. Slowly I entered the gates of my Amateur, a slight smile came on my face. No wonder twelve years in this place which had given me my best and worst moments of my life.  As I was looking at the garden and trees planted near the building, my eyes fell on the board of  X-B. The section which took my heart away obviously I was not in the same section. With a deep breath and sat down, felt the hot air on my cheecks. Though the weather was so hot but my heart was as cold as an ice. Slowly that ice started melting when I recalled the moments of the dream girl of my life.  I said her my dream girl because she was my strength untill I completed my schooling, later both vanished in our own world's. But Lord had some other plans for me. He decided make my heart thromb again, after 3 years when all the students of batch 2012 were called for get-together. My eyes were searching her ...

 Just like any other day I went for a jogg at 5am. It was drizzling and cold breeze touching my cheeks. With every step I took I could feel a sense of rejoice and freshness. It was the month of September when all the flowers bloom and birds chirp every morning. Moving out of the cantonment area I wanted to explore the new city. The beautiful city of Rajas, the Pink city. I had joined my new unit just 2 days back. Finally today after all the unpacking and setting of house going out to explore the city. Near to the cantonment area there was jungle, I was always fascinated towards the thick forest and the animals. I ran inside the forest and found a beautiful broken bridge. I seems like children play around in the evening, toffee wrappers and chips packet layed on it. I moved ahead and found even more dense forest surrounded with tressin a systematic order,I call that place THE HUB.  But I could deny the fact that the place was fabulous. Before I move ahead I looked at my watch a...

 Those good old days  had all d ethos of living.  Call it being immature or too puerile, We cherish the moments we felt, Those good old days. Situations make u stronger n indestructible, But frail from inside, Call it being mature or too grown up, We cherish the moments we felt, Those good old days.  Loving the one who never loved u back, Sacrifice you do, Call it one sided love or being Crush, We chrish the moments we felt, Those good old days. Long talks with a stranger, Tats the confidence, Call it u r like a open book or being too friendly, We cherish the moments we felt, Those good old days.

I loved reading romantic stories a lot. I still remember my classmates  appreciated the book 3 mistakes of my life by Chetan Bhagat. The feeling of first time falling in love is wonderful. You see everything nice in the person. I was studying with him since 4 years but today he proposed me. I was feeling on the seven heaven. Slowly as the time passed we got closer with every passing time. I joined same tutions were he used to go, to spend more time with him. His father was a teacher in a government school and mine too. It was so clear even in my parents mind since I was born that they will tie knots with him only. Coincidentally we fell in love this decision of there turned out to be boon for both of us. Once I participated in UN MUN in which students from different schools participated. I enjoyed a lot and made many new friends. I exchanged numbers and Facebook Id.  I didn't realise but I was engrossed in virtual world more with my new friends. He didn't like me talking to ...

Their face is their fortune, caked in cheap roughed kajal, powder and lipstick. They dress in ill-fitting blouses and colourful saris in the grotesque parody of womanhood as they move around in the busiest places of a city hustling for ten or hundred rupees. They are not usual beggars on the street. With male voices, shouting expletives, palms meeting crossways in a trademark clap they prey on susceptible passer-by. Biologically and practically eunuchs are males. It refers to a male whose testicles are removed. They are normal individuals’ born with male sex organs but due to some arising reasons either medical or psychological or practical one they get their testis removed. Eunuchs are castrated males existing since 9th century BC. The word derives from Greek “keeper of bed” because they were in demand to guard the royal harems. The practice have being started in China at the end of Ming Dynasty. India is the only country where the tradition of eunuchs is prevalent about 1 million ...

They were unknown strangers when they met each other. While walking theirs eyes glanced each other, as they crossed their paths. She called him 'hey you unknown, you are such a wonderful, funny person'. On the other hand he was confused and wondered why would she speak such words to him. Irritated and ignoring her talks constantly he moved on his path. Those evening walks were just not for a day it continued everyday, they met everyday. He ignored her everyday but wanted to see her too. They waited for each other. She  was a bio student and he was a lawyer. He was a discipled, legal and a organised person whereas she was a bubbly, cheerful, happazard and carefree one. She only spoke about her subject to him. Little did she knew his and he never got any interest in knowning the life processes. Initially he got bored listening her. But her hand movements, eye rolling, hair falling on face, way she explained influenced him. He just not liked the way but loved the topic now. On...

Slowly he walked through the droplets of the rain watching his steps, maintaining his gait. Moving forward he could see a shadow standing far away from him. As he moves ahead, it comes closer and closer. His steps moves towards with a thought in mind "is it an illusion?" Then he saw a person with long hair flowing in wind falling onto the perfectly slim body. As he moved his eyes from toes upwards the eyes, realised she was looking at him with a stern look. His eyes met hers and  there was a smile on both the faces.              This is how they met. Smiles exchanged after that very day till 13 memorable days ahead. Those days had immense happiness in them. There was enthusiasm even in the air of Lucknow then. Banarasi Babu started knowing the girl he just met. They talked and she knew that he is persuing law in BHU whereas he got to know that she is studying law in Lucknow University. Both of them said other's University good and very nice to ...