Friday, February 19, 2010

Wake up!!!!

It’s a letter written from one unlucky teenager (to his mom) who died in the terrorist’s blast on GERMEN Bakery in last week…

Mom, sorry to say……I am not coming back to home today…….n tell to others also in home, don’t worry ill b alright where am going. As u said mom,, whatever happens , it happens for good reason. So a m accepting this fact for first time. But experience was too bad mom…….The condition here is too worst…. Every person here in bakery is crying for help……crying for water,,, it’s too smoky here,,,,,nobody knows here what’s going on????? But mom I have one question………who is doing such cruel n ruthless things?????? What they will achieve by doing such things?????? Is there any medal announced for this blast????? Mom these questions are too difficult to answer for u also…I Know.

Mom…Am dying here….. Say bye to dad…. Mom, do one favor for me………plz tell to my younger sister that I will not able to bring favorite PESTRY from GERMEN Bakery today!!!!……plzzz forgive me………n plzzzz tell ****** that I will give her Beautiful rose(more beautiful than her) next time(on next VALENTINE day) for sure…. Am dying… I hope ill b u r (favorite) son in my next………………..


Yours,
******


After week …….Police force is still searching for culprit n blaming on IM n SIMI……….nothing is going to happen….this scenario will continue for more days, more blasts will create more damage to peace of society, will hamper thousand of minds, yesterday it happened in the germen bakery, tomorrow it may happen in another city. Lots of changes are required in the current security system, also in the minds of Indians. It’s time for some action, serious action, so we can explain “what is humanity” to next generation. So guys wake up… it’s time to do something …….for sake of HUMANITY, n to stop monster of TERRORISM.

What do u think?????????

Monday, February 1, 2010

Reunion!!!


I think it’s a Wonderful event in everyone’s life…. I enjoyed it too. We all met in school with the same enthusiasm, more energy level, changed faces n looks n new modern hairstyles, with changed attitude n working areas. But with more happiness, with big smiles, much bigger than the school days, we cherished all the memories of the golden school days. The teachers gave SPEECHES (every one of them) n we all commented to every word of the speech. We saw our classrooms with walls with memories carved of 5 years. We went to our classrooms n sat on benches (last benches). We laughed n shouted. We scribbled on the blackboard, we talked a lot, the atmosphere was charming, the evening was much happening, same smell of benches n chalks that we had experienced for 6 years, we saw the glasses of windows we had broken with ball (cricket ball), corridors were silent just like they were crying to see all of us again, stairs were numb, everything was silent expressing grief. I met many of my old friends after many years. I was very happy to see them all. We had snacks with Cornetto ( Ice cream). Everybody was discussing about career n all other things. We recalled all nicknames of all students n teachers also.

Lastly, we all posed for a photo shoot. Photo session, to keep our friendship alive for our whole life, to keep memories of our childhood alive so that we can see all of us till end of our journey in that snap.

We clicked our PAST in camera again after 6 years because life will end some day but memories are IMMORTAL.