The Stranger!!!!

A few years after I was born, my dad met a stranger who was new to our small home. From the beginning, Dad was fascinated with this enchanting newcomer and soon invited him to live with our family.

The stranger was quickly accepted and was around from then on. As I grew up, I never questioned his place in my family. In my young mind, he had a special niche. My parents were complementary instructors: Mum taught me good from evil, and Dad taught me to obey. But the stranger ..... he was our storyteller. He would keep us spellbound for hours on end with adventures, mysteries, and comedies. If I wanted to know anything about politics, history or science, he always knew the answers about the past, understood the present and even seemed able to predict the future!

He took my family to the football and cricket. He made me laugh, and he made me cry. The stranger never stopped talking, but Dad didn't seem to mind. Sometimes, Mum would get up quietly while the rest of us were shushing each other to listen to what he had to say, and she would go to the kitchen for peace and quiet. (I wonder now if she ever prayed for the stranger to leave.)

Dad ruled our household with certain moral convictions, but the stranger never felt obligated to honor them. Profanity, for example, was not allowed in our home ... not from us, our friends or any visitors. Our longtime visitor, however, got away with four-letter words that burned my ears and made my dad squirm and my mother blush. My dad didn't permit the liberal use of alcohol. But the stranger encouraged us to try it on a regular basis. He made cigarettes look cool, cigars manly and pipes distinguished. He talked freely (much too freely) about sex. His comments were sometimes blatant, sometimes suggestive, and generally embarrassing.

I now know that my early concepts about relationships were influenced strongly by the stranger. Time after time, he opposed the values of my parents, yet he was seldom rebuked ... And NEVER asked to leave.

More than 23 years have passed since the stranger moved in with our family. He has blended right in and is not nearly as fascinating as he was at first. If you could walk into my parents' den today, you would still find him sitting over in his corner, waiting for someone to listen to him talk and watch him draw his pictures.

His name?

We just call him, 'TV.'

I've learnt that....

I've learnt that...

...you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved. The rest is up to them.

...no matter how much I care, some people just don't care back. (really learned a lot..but still I do care for each and every friend of mine regardless not expecting nething in return.)

...it takes years to build up trust, and only seconds to destroy it. (In my 23 years if experience with life, i really dont know how many trusts I've broken, but nothing was intentionally. If you are among one of them, just wants to tell you, I'm SORRY)

...it's not what you have in your life, but who you have in your life that counts. (Thanks Ma & Pa, Thanks My amazing friends and my Job and thanks for this wonderful Lady in Life who always encourages me to write more and love more and more my own life, thanks a lott Reema for being attached with me like this. You are simply Great.)

...you can do something in an instant that will give you a heartache for life. (Sorry to each and eveyone who is reading this, as I know yyou were one of my victim.)

...you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.

...we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel. (My words were always more sharpen then the SWORD, hope many among you will accept that.)

...there are people who love you dearly, but just don't know how to show it. (I know dad you love me a lott more than anything..heh...)

...true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance (Abhilash hmm.. thanks a lott buddy.... never thought even in my dreams that we will meet again like this that too on the day when I deleted my account). Same goes for true love. (Do I even need to mention. How can I forget you my girl. Well who knows better than you and Ms.Prioirty- Amita Shah)

...no matter how good a friend someone is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that. (Countless ...hehe..well that's all what I can mention..lolzz...)

...no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief.

...we don't have to change friends if we understand that friends change. (Especially written this for one of close friend, is she reads this and also if those who know her.)

...you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life forever. (I almost lost my past in that.......)

...there are many ways of falling and staying in love. (like asking scissors from a rickshwala, lolzz)

...the people you care most about in life are taken from you to soon.

...every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love that human touch-holding hands, a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.

I still have a lot to learn...... & and i'm doing that..everyday......

9.42 ke Meri Thane Local.....

I left my office with my mate Anu to the Vikroli Railway Station. I was tapping my feet to the rhythm of Ace Of Base Remixez (in my iPOd).

Somehow I managed to reach the station and enterted Platform No.1 to catch the Train.We both were standing near on the First-Class Section {well just wanted to tell you that I travel in 1st Class :) } & back to that there was this Station Master's Office and also next to that there was Ticket Checker's Office.
After some moment I just got realised to my own fact that my MOnthly pass has got expired on 30.June.2008. Alas!!!!!! I'm without TICKET. The moment I realised, a current of fear ran in my whole body. And to increase my Blood Pressure; the Ticket Checker came and started talking to us. I was on my highest point of Blood Pressure;

Again to add on my f***** fear, my friend with so much excitment asked him,

Uncle, How you catch those who dont have valid ticket

and My Jesus, you know what he replied, he replied that

Beta, I can just read the face and get to know that this guy dont have ticket.

There was lil laugh in my mind and was abusing him for his lies. Hahaha.. I just cant imagine that scene again.

Suddenly I got an idea, I told my friend that I'm damn hungry and going to take something and asked him if he needs something. He replied 'NO'. So I told him, just wait for 05 mins,will be back. I walked straight (with all my will power) to the EXIT of the Station and came around to the Ticket COunter; I took a ticket for Thane and again came back to my friend with Lil happyess, excitment and something more which I just cant explain.

Then the best time of life came when I asked the TC that

Do you really catch the guys from their Face?'

.He replied (I could see all the years experience down his face)

Yeah, do you have any doubt on this?

I replied: Yeah, I do, Because how you managed to ignore me.

My friend was like "Ohh..Shijn you pass tho got expired yesterday right !!!!" and then he counted the incident back as in why I asked him for the Food.

Then we literally made that TC to feel exhausted to the Core.

I told him

Uncle, there will be exceptions when the Guys have innocent faces like me

Hahah..haha..One of my most whacked incidents to count on in my life.Finally Got the 9.42Pm Thane Local....and the Journey started again.!!

Moral of my Incident: Never loose your Hope whenever, wherever.