And said Bye to 2014...

From the window of my cabin I was able to see the sunset... the sunset of last evening of 2014. I took few minutes to observe that... hectic day was over and I was able to realise that with the changing calender the responsibilities and commitments are also going be changed.After so many days I was actually seeing the sunset while going back home.. while driving home back... so many thoughts and ample of moments started cuddling.. Haha.. sorry but yes I do think also.. ;-) @@ somehow I was being emotional.. 2014 was going and I was able to analyze that I am leaving many things behind..

I have been very messy in 2014, had fights with many friends, cried a lot on various situations{somewhere it was required and somewhere it was....let it be, lets not enter in this matter will discuss later.}, had fun with all my friends and family... the year actually made me realized that I am someone special not only for me but for all of them who really care for me.. with every passing day, it taught me something new.. I am really thankful to the people to whom I met in the year... and the most importantly I came to know that... believe it or not but you , yourself is responsible for whatever happens to you... and.... I started being neutral.. which I previously was not.. Thanks to my idiotic sense,,, it allowed me to do so...

My diary is full with the various incidences... {Sorry I will not mention those here... it will bore you and me too}... Let me share one thing for sure here... I came across with this question often in twenty fourteen.. "Mrunal we usually see you smiling... that is fine.. but don't you get irritated with the characters having masks on their faces... " , Honestly speaking I too get irritated but what to say, I am also one of them @@@ I have only one formula for this, My nanaji always said, look into the people as of you are encountering a book, you will be able to learn a lot... and you will be happy as well... !! God graces his soul... He was my idol and will be, but I found Mrunal's way in this also... reading books.. really tough, sometimes the font is not clear and tooooooooooo small... ha haha... to be on point, I look at the people as I am watching a movie, different characters and everyone is playing their role very well... it hurts less and you are able to forget bit soon.. anyhow it also has exceptions.. hahaha

Lets not become philosophical at least today,,,, sorry sorry....

Every one is enjoying and celebrating 31st Night with different styles, some are dancing, some are discussing past, some are analyzing things, bla bla bla.... In India it is the only common muhurta for all.... {Otherwise everyone is busy in discussing their own Muhurtas and customs...} Hi hi... Lets not waste time to discuss about and enter in to the political matters or glamor etc.. media is their to take proper care of that data and they play their role very well.. they do not let us forget as they start reminding it weeks before... 

But............

I started keeping mum... yes.. why should I speak when without words I can do many things. visited an orphanage before few days. I was able to see that how those kids were happy without any extra benefit. In this era of friends with benefit those girls were finding happiness in just a smile and few minutes given to them. They touched my heart. I wish they all get everything what they wish and is good for them. we all are celebrating but very few are thinking for number of those who are actually alone... sorry I guess I will become Emotional.. ;-( Everything we will get in life but very few will stay for lifelong and Bade log said Karma... I hope I will do some good, so that will happily and peacefully reach to the destination. ... Anyhow, Manjil to Apni wahi hai.. umar bit jayegi jaha tak aate aate... Kya milega is duniya se jab apane hi jala denge jaate jaate... (truth of Life... lets not be philosophical) But..{Samazne wale ko ishara kafi ;-)}.....

Let it be,,, I have number of things to share, express and discuss but Just one thing...

I would like to apologize in case I hurt anybody in 2014 directly or indirectly. . Similarly, request to forget and forgive if happened so .. I can not promise to give huge and expensive gifts but yes a friend in me for sure I try... Just forget all the worries and tensions of 2014. New year new resolution for better life and smiles.
May the year 2015 be like a blank book that is waiting your intervention to fill up its 365 pages with all the colors under the sun making it a vibrant addition to your life.
Wish you and your family a very happy and Prosperous 2015
Lots of Love and Regards...... Just have blast in the coming year.. {not atankewadi wala...} Have fun... Keep smiling... Be blessed, Loved, pampered. Sing, Dance like a freak, watch as much as movies you can and stay Happy Always...

Finding Rahul...

Beautiful energetic morning, sitting on a stone kept in the corner of my courtyard and having a cup of yummy, soothing coffee. The soft rays of the sun touch my cheek like it's saying it was waiting for me to come out. From somewhere in the colony, the humming and whistling of a song from Dil To Pagal Hai can be heard. Wow! What else can one expect? My morning started so nicely. It's true that whatever music you hear at the beginning of your day sets the tone for the rest of it. I'm not joking or fantasizing—it is really true.

Let me tell you what happened. That humming took me somewhere else, to my era, my days of real fantasy. Actually, it was a time of life that was truly tension-free and happy. My thoughts went to my world: me and my group—the girls' gang at St. Ursula Girl's High School. We were all great fans and followers of Shahrukh Khan. At that time, it felt like love was in the air. Every one of us was mad about the "love is in the air" concept.

In this love-filled atmosphere and Shahrukh fan frenzy, one thing was common: Rahul. Yes, Rahul. Now let me explain why Rahul: "Naam to suna hoga..." Rahul was a favorite name used by our favorite actor in many films that we loved. Especially Kuch Kuch Hota Hai and Dil To Pagal Hai were the best for us. Our fantasy world was so different at that time.

Each one of us from the group of eight girls was dying for a Rahul who would come in front of us and say, "Rahul, naam to suna hoga..."—a cheater Rahul with whom one could fight or play basketball. To our surprise, six out of eight of us were in touch with a Rahul, whether as a childhood friend, a classmate in tuition, a distant family member, or a neighbor! Really, maybe the name was too common. Sorry, some Rahul might kill me for saying his name is common, but it's true it was really that fascinating at that time. Maybe due to that fascination or affection, someone or the other in our group always liked a Rahul. I was also one of them. It was like a KKHH pattern for some of us, just like the rest of the movies where the name of the actor is Rahul.

Rahul... naam to ab suna hi nahi, ratta rataya ho gaya tha. It became a very familiar name for all of us. Now when we go back to those memories and start discussing them, it seems so foolish. Movies felt like real life to us. The fantasy world we created felt real. And our dreams were like that too. Now it’s very clear that dreams, fantasy, and reality are entirely different.

The magical part of that world was that no one was there to tell us what the future would hold. We were very sure that whatever happened would be the best. The comic thing was, two from our group fell in love with some Rahul when they were in junior college. After that, I at least don’t know what happened to their love. One of my friends got married to a Rahul. The most comic part is, while discussing, we all came to know that everyone from our group, when their parents were searching for a life partner for them, got at least one proposal from a Rahul.

I didn’t get my Rahul, my fantasy buddy, but yes, over the years, I’ve come to realize that having fantasies is really good! Many of my friends told me, "Mrunal, you behave like your life is a Yash Chopra movie. Come out of it." But I want to tell all my buddies that life might not be like a Yash Chopra movie, but live life in such a way that someone might want to make a movie about it. I don’t want a movie made about my life, but without fantasy, no one can truly enjoy life. At least at the end of your life, you can be satisfied that you thought of something, you lived something, and you tried to achieve something. Your dream person doesn’t necessarily have to be named Rahul, but what you have envisioned for yourself, you will surely get.

Now my heartbeat skips when my parents talk about marriage proposals and saying goodbye to me as I start my life with my XYZ... Let me get the concrete name and I’ll update you once I finalize it or once he comes to me! Ha ha ha. Anyways, it’s a huge tension, wondering who you’ll get in your life to share it with, calling him your life partner with pride and happiness. It’s not just me; any of my friends had fantasies or linked our lives with movies or dreamt of a dream mate. Everyone does so, but very few express it. The important thing is, if I’m happy and good with myself, surely all will be well. It’s about accepting destiny, dealing with luck, keeping the world of fantasy alive, and much more, not just about finding Rahul. Someone, somewhere...

My First Albino Hair !!

Standing in front of Mirror and asking "mirror mirror, oh mirror tell me how am I looking?'" may be it seems childish or melodramatic, but the fact is without using words we do the same. I have seen number of my friends who takes hours in front of mirror and just playing with their hair. Why my friends only my brother and even sometimes me too ;-)... can anybody imagine themselves without hair. Oh my my it’s Horrible. It is said that the beauty of a person lies in his hair ;-) I mean a mirror at least says so... 

I guess in India, we people can at least agree to this that hair is the most precious thing or plays vital role in the beauty of anybody's personality. We donate hair to our god... please visit Tirupati for the proof... I am not aware about the reason behind it, but I guess that the only reason is donating your beauty is nothing less that cores of rupees. In India it has importance in various situations. Let’s not enter in to that.

The reason behind my discussion is entirely different. imagine when we are talking about the value of this beauty enhancing element, what will happen to you when one fine day you will come to know that your property is now no more young? Let me come on the track... the fact is I recently found my first gray hair... and it was truly shocking...@@@ I am not an extremely vain person, but I am sobbing. I don’t understand why exactly. Maybe I feel like my youth is slipping away.... please don't laugh, it is really painful. Imagine you are asking your mirror that please tell me how beautiful I am? and he Replies with a laugh, "Oye, tere to din gaye.. ye lo safedi ki chamkar...!!! No No No... Finding your first gray hair is like.... No words,, it’s really terrible...Somehow, tried to came out of shock that now the aging process started. I remember, once in a lecture Prof. Ram Shewalkar sir mentioned that your hair starts greying from behind your ear... like it is saying at your ears that yes the process started.

The very first thing I did was, I plucked that... then I discussed the things with my friends, to my surprise, No one was bothered for such an Everest problem of mine. They even don't interest to discuss it. Then my friend told me, Dear Mrunal, this is not a big issue now a days... It was not convincing but when she said I have number of such hair, and then I took sigh of relief. May be it seems kidish, but it gives your huge relief when... Do I need to mention it? 

Now my new hobby took place, you all will find it crazy... after that my first gray hair incidence whenever I met anybody I started searching for his or her gray hair. It was so much of relief... this foolish act of mine was condolence to my first gray hair. :-)... anyways, it was not because of aging, now a day’s its common. Even at the age of 10 or 12 champs are suffering this. Not a big deal... It is because of the environment... it’s not a genetic fault.

But yes, my that one albino hair, introduced me with a great philosophy of life. As I have already mentioned that when I found the first albino, I used to search it in others... that way once I was discussion the same problem of mine that now I found my first gray, god knows whats next... one of my friend.. At the age of 72 years, told me "I’ve earned all my greys" and gave a smile of an experienced victim of life. Your gray hair does not tell the story of your life. They are not proof of any success or failure of yours. They are not your property or neither a certificate of your maturity. But yes if you are aware that the gray hair of yours are trying to say something to you, then surely try to listen that.... or if you don't like them then Dye them with a good quality hair colour and be happy. ;-)

Simple.....

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