One love.. Lets get together and feel alright.

Today is the day after I successfully completed first Rockford Event! but why the hell I am not happy?! For over a 3 months hard work and after burning all the mid night oil I have achieved a bit. Done from pin to plane all alone and celebrating success alone! may be that's why I am not greatly happy. Dad was always against my will to do business but to work in a company. All family members says they are with me, but how! just words or something more.I don't know. It was early morning When I was running for the event and called one of my very new friend who barely knows me and my life. I asked her to wish me luck for the event and she politely did. Felt Nice. Sent messages to friends to wish me luck.. got few replies. However when i sat on chat most on my net friends knew about the events and they all congratulated me and wished me. So now I am feeling that distant friends whom you never met are more interested in your affairs than the close ones.

Will not talk more..

ONE LOVE.. Lets Get together and feel alright.

Coffee Tonight?

Age:22 years, Time: 10:30pm, Place:Pune,India, Date: sep.2006
Its the story of Pooja Singh and me. Pooja Singh ahh.. the most beautiful VnA trainer I have ever seen, Short heighted, good looks, very soft spoken, excellent at her work. I joined a well known BPO and found this girl asking my name and hobbies in few interactions.Was good training session lasted for a week and here we are ready for the party!! Pooja asked me to pick her up from her place and I took time to get ready and in evening I cleaned my bike after a long time and straight went to pick her up. She was standing alone at the society gate and was eagerly waiting for me as we were getting late. As we drove to the venue she asked me if I go to parties regularly to which my obvious answer was No. We reached venue and I pulled her for dance, she enjoyed a lot had had good time. Its was time to home now. She was feeling bore after party and wanted to eat something and to my hard luck I dint find the single place open for dinner as it was almost 2:30am!! we both decided to go to Railway station for some quick snacks.. She has some kinda role and told me about her living alone problems..to which I just nodded my head. She finished her role and now ready to go to home. It was a silent night she was holding me while sitting at pillion. We reached her society, parked bike at the gate only, I walk her to the staircase. Told her about people talking about her n me in the office. she grinned and gave a pat on my cheeks. and asked "Would you like to have a coffee?" I glanced at the watch, it was 3:00am and I just replied "Its late, thanks for asking". She made and disappointed face and Said Goodnight and left the spot. For the rest of the night and while riding the bike I was trying to think about her this behaviour.

The next day when I went to office and told about this to a colleague that's she asked me for a coffee, he laughed a loud on me ans said my friend you lost the golden chance as you dint do chance pe dance. I still dint understand. He scolded me saying Idiot she was not asking for a coffee but something more on a coffee! HOLY COW!! how come I dint realize this yesterday night!! regrets? nah.. never mind.. at least I know the meaning of coffee now! ..

A Letter to My Father.

Dear Father,

How I wish to start with a "How are you doing". Its been almost 27 years when I can into existence. observing and absorbing inherited army life with early morning drills, army uniform, polished shoes, tough soldiers around and lots of discipline.

Born in a very small village and your strong will takes me to where I am today. I still cant forget the night at 8:30pm when I shown you my report card with my lowest marks ever even after you taught me for the previous whole night. I cant forget the night you hung me up side down for punishment and that is the reason why I am today standing handsome straight.

I know you are always away from emotional life and family but I also know you are the one always around for everything. may it be our values, may it be our needs, may it be our habits, may it be our demands. I am recalling the day when I flunk in college and you sent me to new city. I am recalling the day when I fallen for a girl and you got me new bike. I am recalling the day when you forced me to join MBA, I am recalling the day when you first kept quite infornt of police because of me, I am recalling the day when I put you down, I am after the day when you will hug me and say yes son you are the one.

I know your struggle from a brilliant village boy to achieving a A class gadgeted army officer. But Have I taken this for granted and done all the opposite things in life? or was it just the bad company I wan in? I cant recall if I have made you feel proud ever but always harass you.

But now I realise after you put me to pain and Now I am in gain. I may not become you in my this life coz father is a father and son is mere a son. please accept my hearty gratitude for forgiving me for everything. I am now a tough, strategic business mind as you always wanted. About to start a business and will be blessed if you just cut the ribben on the first day.

I have never done anything by which you we called "thats Neeraj's dad" but I am always happy to be known as your son.

It longs for your hug, runs across the living room to tug your legs the moment you return from work and dreams of growing up with you. It still lives with you in the same old apartment. And it’ll someday tell you how much I miss you. Miss you, Dad.

A new owner or a loser?

Seems to me that I’ve developed a habit of losing stuff and, as if a strange pun of destiny, get back what I lost. And that seems to be the pattern – at different times it was my mobile, jacket, a duffel bag, all finding their way back after being lost.

I set out to write a story
That spoke of a loser
And how he lost.

What is losing, after all
But the temporary misgivings
Of a trampled mind
Where thoughts trickle
Through
Sepia tinted pages
Of a depleted memory

What is losing, after all
But a mere
“Change of owner”
Like they say of Energy
Or the soul
That could only move
From one owner to another

I set out
Searching
For those phantom words
To tell his story
But the words elude me
Much like my fortune
As I keep looking
For my lost words.

What is losing, after all?
Words that just passed
Like the rainless clouds?
Or did the loser just find
A new owner
For the words he lost?

Chase your dream..

what dream!? money? girlfriend? car? job? business? what dream??!!! aahh thats a question.. or just live each day like a dog... ?? When you jelous or envy some one or somthing, dude you started dreaming for that! Starts planning, homework, meet people.. make note of small details and then feel passionate about the same. I have a dream of create most successful clubing brand! For 4 years now I am after the same. Worked for many many sectors and industries with no perks what so ever. Extreme social life..nothing personal, lost someone close, lost all money, lost faith, lost friends and much more... but more you lose the more you get is the attitude which keeps you going. but with whome you celebrate that success?? may be nobody!? nah... you have all new set of friends and loved ones now! work hard, harder and harder and slog your ass like anything, get jacked, become shabby and focused.. leave love, care and those big jargons and here you are its the time you should get some perks!

If you are passionate and have something to prove people will join you anytime with time, money or would just like to be friends. I have chased my dream and now I am almost achieving the same. ROCKFORD is what I dremat of.. and feel good when I see my place where its getting into shape, I feel good when I see official partner of huge business group, feel good to see projected figures, feel good in the company of new friends and like minded business tycoons, feel good for everything.. If someone like me can chase anyone can.

2am at pune station and watching trains passing by with a cool breeze with lots of noice and worried people and I am enjoying my tea. Feel good by thing this is the place where I landed first time in Pune and felt first step to success..

Goodnight or goodlife.. chase your life and dream you'l get to know!