getting nostalgic

Few days back I went to a place which used to be a favorite hangout for me and my friends in school.


It was the place where.........(guys hold on your imagination and read..)

My friend was teaching me how to ride a scooty. We started on from a secluded road but I got over confident or may be it was the crazy notion that every teenager has that “…nothing can go wrong…..”I turned the scooty towards the market and increased the speed.........My friend was constantly asking me to slow down…..but how could anything go wrong…… everything was under control…..under my control.

And before I could even realize anything I heard “…I told u to slow down”. It was voice of my friend. I opened my eyes and saw people around….me and my friend were lying on road…I could see stars above her head(were there any stars above mine??? Never mind) The funniest thing was that I was still giving race to the scooty with my hands lying down on road….. I took some time to realize that we have met with an accident.....

ohh shit...accident....!!!!!When we were back to our senses …..We still were not feeling any pain. What we both were scared about were our parents…..I looked at my friend she had bruises on her knee. And I had bruises on my hand the rare view mirror of the scooty broke and the glasses were all over my hand. I had major wounds on my knees, shoulders and face (very near to eyes). We went back to my friend’s home and looking at the severity of our accident we decided not to tell our parents about it.

We changed our clothes as the jeans got torn around the knees and the next two big things to deal were
1) get the scooty repaired
2) hide the big bruise near my eyes as rest of them we covered with our clothes

We dashed out all the lil cash we had to get the scooty repaired and believe me it was very ‘lil……..I spread my hair over my face to hide the wound near my eyes……..but I guess mothers of all smart kids(or dumb kids who pretend to b smart) are a lot more smarter. Her mother smelled detol and we were caught.

Next thing we decided is that that we will tell our parents that the other person was driving, so that we can save our skin and all the blame would go to the other person. Which could have worked if our parents never met……..but they did.

We were taken to hospital…both of us got a big injections and believe me sometimes things can go wrong.

What I managed to do effectively was … I never told my parents about the wound that was there on my shoulder and even today my mom spend some quality time thinking from where did I get scar on my shoulder…



It was the place where I met first road accident of my life…… It was the place which made me realize that you should always pay heed to your friend’s advice….

Especially when a friend is sitting on the back seat and that too without helmet…

Why ???

I was in a restaurant waiting for my sis to get food for me. I was looking in the direction of my sis so that I don’t miss her as the place was so damn crowded. Doing so I saw a lady come and sit in front of me. She was with a girl who seemed to be around 12 so I guessed she might be her grand mother. The young left her instantly with a small girl who seemed to be around 2 years to get food.

She was very old, she took a while to sit and adjust to the bright lights of the restaurant.
I kept looking at her and before I could even realize I was staring her. She kept looking at the floor and not even for once she looked up or at me (I would have been damn conscious if someone stared me like I was staring her)

I got really curious and wanted to know why she seemed to be so disinterested in everything... the people around.... the food and even her granddaughter who was sitting beside her and could have fallen from the chair any moment.

I was asking my self why she is here if she didn’t want to be. ……..

All I could think was may b bcoz her grandchildren wanted her to be there and she complied unwillingly...

Do we live for others when we grow old???????????

'coz I Love U

Sometimes you are a smile on my face
Twinkle in my eyes

U are a wish
When I close my eyes

You are tears in my eyes
When my heart is not light

You are the one in my arms
When I am alone

You are the silence of my heart
When the words I speak are left unheard

You are my reason to remain

You are my craziness

You are my sweetest dream
When I wake up smiling

You are in my lies
When people ask why I smile

You are my shadow
When I walk the streets alone

Sometimes love
Sometimes Life
U are with me every time