well tym flies by n i m still standing at the same cross-road. what to do n what not to do is something i just cannot decide. sometime i feel ki the faster time flies the more restless n hence undecisive one becomes.
A lot of stuff has happend in the last week so here goes n overview for u all :
" tu hi meri shab hai, subah hai, tu hi din hai mera...
tu hi mera rab hai, jahan hai, tu hi meri duniya...
tu waqt mere liye, main hoon tera lamha...
kaise rahega bhala hoke tu mujhse juda ? "
A lot of stuff has happend in the last week so here goes n overview for u all :
- Papa got operated for cataract in his second eye at ganga ram hospital( yess..wahana nirulas bhi hai ie inside the hospital) but thts not a highlight. Operations like that of cataract r no more a big serious issue wid d medical advances in the last 2 decades or so but the emotions attached have maintained status quo as far as my family is concerned. Both my maternal n paternal grandparents turned up along wid my chachaji n one of my father's closest frends for a 1/2hr operation. And not to miss tht most of them had to go disappointed for being able to meet papa coz only 1 person cud go in at a tym n tht too at some interval.
You all are in for a big surprise when i m going to tell u ki even this is not the highlight i m talking bout, yeh sab toh indian families mein hota hi rehta hai. What actually happened was that when i was waiting outside the check-up room i saw a child aged around 10 with both his eyes heavily bandaged. He had a major operation carried out on both his eyes d previous day. The kid did not want to leave his mother for even a second. His father was sitting besides me n was looking for some phone numbers in his diary...it actually seemed like their financial condition was not tht gr8 n he was desperately searching for some monetary help( this mite not be possible but my bollywood adulterated mind forces me into it)... dunno what happened next but in an instant tears were flowing thru my eyes like anything, the pain the child had to suffer, the number crunching analysis his father had to carry on, made me cry my heart out. i hav always considered myself an emotional person...yess i actually cried during 'rang de basanti' when madhavan dies...if it had to do with the emotional turmoil tht i was going thru tht time or the 'bollywood' effect is still unknown to me. so it was the first time i cried for someone besides myself or my family. i m proud ki atleast i have a heart which can, if not anything else, atleast understand other's pain. also for the first time did i realise the actual stature of d 'medical profession'. and finally i found the justification for the climax of 'munna bhai MBBS'. - my mid-semester exams also started n finished last week. this was my worst performance but ab toh 'aadat si ho gayi hai'. i m sure ki more profound depths await me...seriously speaking i need to really pull up my socks as far as academics is concerned.
- went to ludhiana n amritsar this weekend with massi n her family. visited golden temple n wagah border for the first time. i think all of u must visit both these places atleast once. golden temple to try n get closer to god besides experiencing all the stuff associated wid the place and wagah border for that adrenaline punch. teh finally main bas enna kehna chahnda haan ki 'punjaabian di sachi wich hi gal wakhri hai'.
" tu hi meri shab hai, subah hai, tu hi din hai mera...
tu hi mera rab hai, jahan hai, tu hi meri duniya...
tu waqt mere liye, main hoon tera lamha...
kaise rahega bhala hoke tu mujhse juda ? "
