Its Professional, Yet Personal.....

Warmth Of  Friendship

I was always told that friends are those whom you get to know during your school days, your college life. But once you are professional, there is nobody called 'friend' there, and all you can have are 'collegues'.

I somehow considered it to be true, unless I myself joined NSN (the relative people know what it stands for =] ).

            It's been a couple of weeks here at our(not-very-our though) training centre, and during these days I've lived the most memorable days of my life.While looking for some 'good-collegues', i happened to find some 'good', in fact very good people out here, who can definitely not be considered as just a colleagues. Well, I wouldn't be naming anyone out here, but yeah, I do believe that all of 'em know who I am talking about. :-)

             Special Friends is what I would call them, as they really are, damn very special to me, in some or the other way. The past few weeks were simply awesome. Had my birthday celebration in spite of being a stranger to many of them, had a 'bar' opened in my room, with hookah, beer, vodka and every possible thing which wasn't allowed in the centre premises. Reached late for the lectures, slept in each and every class, got my first salary, cheated like anything for the weekly assessments and lots more.! And yeah, how can I forget to mention the most special EGG-FULL birthday bash we just had, of one of my dear friend out here, in which I appeared to be a Jamaadaar :D....All in all it's been fun, which wouldn't have been possible without these colleagues of mine who somehow happen to be my special buddies now.

            And now, for all those who say that friends are not found once you are professional, I show my middle finger, just to tell them that this fact is not true in my case and I do have people whom I can call 'FRIENDS', even in my professional life.! =)

Here Without You.!

Thousand suns and plenty moons,
Waiting like a stupid goon;
Passing showers reminding you,
Feeling raindrops holding you.!


Standing on the scary shore,
With pounding heart, I hear the roar;
Wishing if you could be around,
To hold me tight, for I may drown.!


I loved the way you said 'Take care',
Hugging me saying,'Love you Bear';
You stood besides in every trail,
Whispering in my ears 'I'm there'.!


The texts, the calls, so late at night,
The kiddish talks, the stupid fights;
The caring touch, the airy kiss,
You turned my griefs into a bliss.!


I miss them all, I miss you too,
For I am here, lonely without you.!

My Love: My Mom :-)

You kept the cool, when I was a fool,
You cleaned me, when I did pee;

You held me tight, for the sudden height,
You cared for me, to set me free;

You lived my dreams, the ugly screams,
You woke all night, to make me quite;

In the blue, to guide me through,
You stood beside, keeping pains aside;

I shout it loud, for I am proud,
In every crowd, I yell aloud-

" Your love was true, your love is true.! " =]

Destination Unknown.!

I stand on a cross-road, wondering where to go,

To look for an M, or live like a B.

Many found the way, only few remain,

And I stand here, confused and consoled.

I tried hard to achieve, whatever I can,

But rejection came all way, playing me prank.

I want to be honest and play my game fair,

Will that let me success & bring me my share.?

A hope is all, I have this time,

That one fine day "I'll Rise and Shine".! =]

A Hope !

They say that-"Opportunity comes just once."

Did I get one or I got none?

Has it already come, or is yet to come?

They say that-"Failure is the key to success".

Tired of rejection, enough of appreciation,

Life is a mess, no more fun,

Finding a job is the thing to be done,

Failure seems to shine with every morning sun,

Is it my fate, or God's own pun?

Still I have a hope to rise and shine,

Impatient to hear the word "Well Done".! =]