I know I promised u all to bring to an end, writing stuff bout myself and hence put a full stop to all the negative vibes. I am being forced to flout my promise, ie if u treat it as one, but you all can be rest assured that the day was as horrid as it could get.
I spent the 27th night busy trying to configure my flashget, downloading s/w and stuff. 'Being Cyrus' - one of the very few 'good' movies which i dint get to see this year- was being downloaded. Inspite of the stalling and megaupload problems i persisted with the download but could'nt complete it.
It must have been 6:30am by then and as i was shutting off my computer, i heard the loudest sound byte of my life. Little did i know that it was going to be by far the most horrid 3-4secs of my life.
I thought it to be a 'real bomb' --coz the sound just seemed so real-- which had exploded outside the house. Unforutnately i was wrong, the sound had come from completely the opposite direction, from the kitchen...yes thats the place where all the drama rather action took place.
On hearing my mom's voice or rather meek crying or sobbing,whtever u may call it, just seemed that something trrible had happened to her. While i made a dash from my room to the kitchen, all sorts of thoughts filled my mind to the hilt, was she ok?was she on fire?did the cylinder burst?
But thankfully, it wasnt to be the case. As i rushed towards the kitchen i saw a whole lot of mess, and mom reaching towards me. On not being able to control my speed, we both just fell on each other.
It was then that i realised that none mischief related to fire took place. This brought an end to the most horrific 20secs of my life till date...
This was followed by intense clensing of the kitchen with the tiles,roof,floor,walls all covered with rajma...and yea i went out and after some persuading got some burnol from the next door chemist who was still in deep slimber...while all four of us had been shaken out of the dream called life, to get us back to the hell called life.
PS: I started writing this post on the 28th of december itself but coudn't
complete. As things stand right now, we in the family have faced 4
different situations/real-time crisis which involve getting out a
horrid experience of kidnapping, and striking a sort of lottery which
has the capabilty to fulfill one of the longest wish of my parents !!
Alright as for the song now...though i should post a nice song which teaches us to put both happiness and sadness at equal footing, and its not that i cannot figure out one...still i shall deviate and tellya about a song thts on my lips these dayz. Its from salaam-e-ishq one of the most waited flicks this year.
"pyaar hai ya saza
aye mere dil bata
tootha kyun nahi, dard ka silsila
iss pyar mein ho kaise-2 ye imtihaan
ye pyaar likhe kaisi-2 hi dastaan
ya rabba de de koi jaan bhi agar
dilbar pe ho na, dilbar pe ho na koi asar"
I spent the 27th night busy trying to configure my flashget, downloading s/w and stuff. 'Being Cyrus' - one of the very few 'good' movies which i dint get to see this year- was being downloaded. Inspite of the stalling and megaupload problems i persisted with the download but could'nt complete it.
It must have been 6:30am by then and as i was shutting off my computer, i heard the loudest sound byte of my life. Little did i know that it was going to be by far the most horrid 3-4secs of my life.
I thought it to be a 'real bomb' --coz the sound just seemed so real-- which had exploded outside the house. Unforutnately i was wrong, the sound had come from completely the opposite direction, from the kitchen...yes thats the place where all the drama rather action took place.
On hearing my mom's voice or rather meek crying or sobbing,whtever u may call it, just seemed that something trrible had happened to her. While i made a dash from my room to the kitchen, all sorts of thoughts filled my mind to the hilt, was she ok?was she on fire?did the cylinder burst?
But thankfully, it wasnt to be the case. As i rushed towards the kitchen i saw a whole lot of mess, and mom reaching towards me. On not being able to control my speed, we both just fell on each other.
It was then that i realised that none mischief related to fire took place. This brought an end to the most horrific 20secs of my life till date...
This was followed by intense clensing of the kitchen with the tiles,roof,floor,walls all covered with rajma...and yea i went out and after some persuading got some burnol from the next door chemist who was still in deep slimber...while all four of us had been shaken out of the dream called life, to get us back to the hell called life.
PS: I started writing this post on the 28th of december itself but coudn't
complete. As things stand right now, we in the family have faced 4
different situations/real-time crisis which involve getting out a
horrid experience of kidnapping, and striking a sort of lottery which
has the capabilty to fulfill one of the longest wish of my parents !!
Alright as for the song now...though i should post a nice song which teaches us to put both happiness and sadness at equal footing, and its not that i cannot figure out one...still i shall deviate and tellya about a song thts on my lips these dayz. Its from salaam-e-ishq one of the most waited flicks this year.
"pyaar hai ya saza
aye mere dil bata
tootha kyun nahi, dard ka silsila
iss pyar mein ho kaise-2 ye imtihaan
ye pyaar likhe kaisi-2 hi dastaan
ya rabba de de koi jaan bhi agar
dilbar pe ho na, dilbar pe ho na koi asar"
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