Hi guys…… this is My first blog, (yeah this is a perfect starting line of my first blog :)
I don’t know why this stupid idea came to my mind that I should also start blogging , I have never done this earlier and this time my over matured mind also thinking that who the hell in this world is interested in reading my stories while u can buy Munshi Premchand stories book in 30 Rs / Kg from Dariyaganj.
But as I m also a Human Being and like others I also think that I m unique in myself :) and I should explore my dusted qualities so without caring that who is gonna read this and how it will influence others I m also starting my blog and believe me this time while writing this blog I m not treating myself less than Amitabh Bachhan (u know Bachhan sahab also write blogs ... : )
So here it is..
next what……….. my pen has stuck (sorry not pen its keys on keyboard)
ok so lets start wid my childhood u must be thinking is it a kind of biography ….
U keep on thinking I don’t care, But I can’t go ahead without unfolding the golden pages of my childhood …..
Yeah I can say I have lived a perfect childhood and I could not enjoy it better.
I enjoyed my childhood at extreme level I did what I could do and trust me there is not a single thing which I can desire now that this is the thing I should have done in my childhood
I did all ……
Is it getting over? ok let me explain
1) I was very innocent by face, this thing always helped me to get love from my teachers and relatives ….(hehehe)
2) I was Brilliant in studies, don’t try to laugh but its true by the grace of God (not by my hardwork hehehe…. )
3) Naughty at extreme level … even my relatives were sick of me. in summer vacations my maternal children used to hide their toys to protect them from being broken
4) Quarrelling with childhood friends almost daily
5) Was beaten by Mom average 15 times per week (please don’t ask about the tools which my mom used on me)
6) fell in love wid a girl when I was in my 1st standard (please don’t expect me to tell her name I don’t remember that yet :(
and along wid above all there are endless moments which were delighted at fullest and all cant be explained here but if u r interested to hear those meet u at coffee (only for girls J)
So whats changed now ……… where this blog is going
Yeah changes is here, by the time I got matured and believe me I really hate these words, why the hell we grown up.
How good it would be if we always live as a child…. How the good it would be we have a desire in heart and without thinking consequences we start to meet that…
Why not now I want to go to marriages only for enjoying sweets.
Why my relatives treat me as wise and intelligent
Why my mom don’t slap me on small mistakes
Sounds childish…………….. ok go ahead
Why if we don’t take liquor in parties we are called child.
Why Rain is not so delightful as it used to be
Why we don’t wait for evening to go out to play
Why friendship happen for a cause.
Why now the relations are made for self-interest.
Why we fear to be consider as a coward if we weep on getting hurt.
The answers of all above is :-- Now we have grown up, We have got matured.
but if growing up means to distract all those things which used to delight us or which were real delights then I just want kick this maturity into hell….
And want to shout “Why the hell we grown up”
Deciding to be a child by heart is the only thing which can make this world a beautiful place to live for u, for me and for our next generations......
( Generations hehehe..... dis time i sounds like Obama :)
