MY Office-
My new office has something strange ....furniture,staff....work are just similiar to any other office but the only thing which is different and strange is that ....there is only one girl in the whole staff ....dats me. I dont know how and when I got dat so muuch Guts to join a office like this but there is something which incourage me to join and take the risk .Whn i came for interview .I was bit scared abt the feeling of being selected or not but soon as the interview started i was cool and calm ...got rid of the feeling of terror .The staff is not so big here ,may be this will be one of a reason ,i like it. I hate crowded places...theatre or the religious places.. this is not for me.I like the people here behaves....no matter what was their joining date , who got experience more or less ...all are equal and friendly to each other. This staff reminded me the college days ..where everyone is straightforward and friendly ..far from the politics of now a days mncs offices.

sometimes they cross the limits and i thought now it is toooo much for me to tolerate but still soon i realised that every human being has a right to speak ...right to express what they think. so I forget and forgive them for everything. There is a staff of 15- 20 people or boys i must say ...came from different part of country ...apart from their different race and caste ..they all shares the same meals and drinks ...I never got too close of those people who drinks and smoke so oftenly ..i have an impression dat drinking and smoking is bad thing so avoid it and those who do it, as learnt from my parents but here..i start believing it hardly matters the other person is teetotler or not , the way they behave and their character is much more important than anything.They are funloving in their leissures but hardworking at working hours . I appreciate how they respect me and taking care of me in office not just like a collegue but as a real friend..They sing songs & dance when they like .I am quite and silent in nature so usually observe the things happening around me ..let them doing the things they like.May be because of my presence ,sometime they stop doing the thing as they want . But they aregood and coperative ....always ready to help me.

MY SCHOOLTIME MEMORIES

I changed 5 schools.My schooling begun with Saraswati Public School,the nearest place from my home.It was a play school.I remember those colourful blocks,chartpapers on the walls,small desks with colourful stickers on them, toffees and biscuits ,backyard full of swings





.Everythiing were perfect to attrack a kid like me but the only thing was I wanted to go my elder
sister’s school.There was dark complexioned ,mid aged woman who was appointed to fetch me to and from school .But usually I start crying after seeing her bright big teeth.so I was shifted to my sis school Happy English School .It was also quite near but now I had a familiar company my sis . I was in K.G. ,when first time ,I was punished for not bringing my book to school .My madam asked me to stand on desk and in fear , I wet my own notebook.It was very much embarrasing but it was usuall thing for a kid of my age I was very fond of food.I always become friend of that girl who brought delicious food .




Whenever some student bully me , I was saved by my elder sister so I was carefree but quiet in school.I was naughty sometime but only at home.I was in 3rd class when I was shifted to United Convent School.It was airconditioned school with good facilities and study techniques.I t was far away from my home and took 1 hr in school bus.It was too tiring and fearfull for traveling alone such a big distance for a delicate kid like me.I was introduced by my new class teacher charu and 5 new friends – sugana,komal,shweta,kartik,Ajay.Miss Charu ,cocentrated most on me as I was the weakest student among all.





My mom was working, so there was no one at hoe to teach me. She gave me a kid’s novel – Betsy May which I hardly understood and saw only illustrations.I saw computer and projector first time. Apart from all the punishments I got,for my weak scores , the good thing of that school were playing games on computer and watching kids movie on projector…but it was enough,our dear principal died all of a sudden and school was sell off too Bal Bhavan Public school ,where everyone is interested in moneymaking than ideal studying.Teachers are more interested in personality grooming than on teaching.Our class strenghth increased to 40-45 students per section.I was lost in crowd and as a result dropped by a year.


My parents were worried and put to to my previous school.The building was same but there were neither my elder sister nor my old chums. As they were shifted to 6 th class and I was in 5th std.Shivali sharma, a beautiful,fair raise her friendship hand and soon we become best friends.She stood ist in class so I took secial interest in study too.Shagufta and shivali were good friends so there was always a sort of rivarly in both of us.I was very keen of sketching .I filled every notebook ‘s last pages with my drawing for which I always scolded from my mother.
Oneday I was caught by my science teacher Pramod sir while making his sketch in class. But he never scolded me but appeciated for my talent.Syed sir was our class teacher and tutor. He was a good ideal teacher and tought us english and maths.


He had a big briefcase always with him from which he gave tofees to children and medincines and bandaids in emergency .





I was good in english and hindi but very weak in maths.I stood 2nd in my class in my 5th std. and my parent,teachers and shivali were happy .It was quiz contest in our school ,

I took participation and stood 2nd . I was rewarded with maggy bag and maggi packs as this quiz was sponsord by Maggyclub.






There was a play in our school, and I played a part of stomach in the play named “my body”. Play was held in different branch .I was little bit nervous while performing on the stage as I was wearing chart paper cut in stomach shape.Shivali’s father changed her school and I was all alone left but soon I got another friend Madhu. She was rajasthani , has caring and friendly nature. She brought rajasthani dishes in lunch specially missi roti and garlic pickle were my favourite.Her brother Maneesh were also in same class wo was naughty and teased his sister very much.Sachin,Deepak,Vikas, Ajay, Amit, Anurag, ,Anand ,Shivani, Sapna, Priyanka,Meenu were some of my classmates.We played hide and seek, vish amrit, uch neech , dippi dippi dap etc in the school primises before morning assembly.After school , boys of our class climbed on the tree outside school and enjoyed its fruits.Diwali was approaching , we had diwali fest in sharad vihar branch, special plans for stalls of refreshments like cofees and paities. So those days were full of fun and enjoyment ,forgeting about books and notebooks. As we cleared our 8th class, we all shifted to our anoher branch,ram vihar..B.N.P.S . had a big beautiful building.Big grounds, classrooms ,kanteen




..everything was big and specious.It was just like entering a chrismatic world as seniours were tall and handsome .Kusha mam and santosh mam like me as I was shy, quite and studious by looks.Bobby sir – our handsome principal talked about norms and ethics in morning assembly. My focus was to score good marks in school.Madhu and Chanika were close to me. Our maths teacher Dhawan sir , used to have a wooden stick on which “dabar ki davein” was written.He wrote poetry so some time we had to bear his poetry too.

Chanika was good in studies and I was worst in maths.so both madhu and chanika helped me in copying my maths homework before assembly.Soon we were shifted to different streams as chanika took science,madhu commerse and me arts wth commerce.Then I met Reshma.A cheerful and talkative girl .for others she might be aggressive and stuborn but for me she was friendly and helpful.We spent a lot of time together chattting in our hindi lectures sitting behind in the class.




But our hindi teacher seema mam had no complains because we both were good in hindi.We usually placed our lunch boxes under the desk and finished it before recess which our teachers never noticed. Our english Teacher were vey stricked but I didn’t have any problem as I scored good .Shweta,Ruchi,Teena, Kamaljeet ,Javed, Ali, Gulzar, Jatin, Kapil were my classmates at that time. I was good in studies scored distinction in commerce and pol.science.We spent our free time , sitting on the pavement in ground ,chatting together under sunlight in winters.There was a big field in the backyard,so some notorious students used to plucked raddish and cabbage from that field.I was not good in sports other than Judo which I had been learning from my 6th class and spent my leissures in library , reading short stories.I enjoyed intakhshri and indoor games with my friends.

Discrimanation

Caste system or racial discrimination is so much popular in society, that we never think of the life without them. People are killed, hanged in small villages because of the abuses.Even in school , hospitals,offices ,recruitment centres ,lower caste people are seen with disgust. Though many bills are past for their upliftment in society in cities but what about the villages and small districts where intercaste marriage couples are hunged just because of their difference in caste or religion.We , U and me spend lots of many hours in rituals ,reading scripts and chanting our relious songs , ask God to give us peace in our life but harrass or abuse many words against those creation of God ,just because we are born in high class and they are of low caste. In every family , there are grand parents who restrict their grand children to keep distance to those who are sub standared.They have their own logics and principles to prove themselves right. But I think as today's generation is quite rational and can see that this discrimation has no ground at all. Neither according to sprituallity , nor according to today's society. We should stop it ! Believe in One GOD and we all are his sons!

May dis dream come true!

When I close my eyes,
I find only you
You are in my dreams
You are in reality
Finding lots of Love
in your eyes
I cherish my happiness
flying in the sky
One moment with you is
more then a birth
cant resist my joy
enclosed in my breath.
With the deep love inside
holding your hand
walking on the beaches
playing in the sand .
no, dnt tell me ,if this is only a dream
i dnt wanna now open my eyes
i just wanna in this dream
.........my whole life

may this dream come true!

Unfulfil Hope

Soon the day will arrive
When I'll meet him.
His voice will echo
in my heart
then my heart beat
with the sound of his breath
Almighty will bless me
not the life in the heaven
but made the heaven on the earth
here with him
Counting on you,
Hoping for the time
we'll be together
peaceful and fine .

Unfulfil hope