Shhhhockkkked...so be ready to probe it. Technology exemplifies modesty. Is it true or not? A swarming group of individuals may agree on this seldom proposition and it may be a curtly (rudely brief) observation for other orthodox perceptions. Although, I am not going to render an unnecessary exposition about significance of technology or comment on a paradigm of modern world. Therefore it’s a high time to commence with a central thrust of this particular post. Everyone is aware of mobile phones, an expedient gift of technical innovation to simplify and reinvigorate our means of communication. SMS is an apparent service used through this qualitative instrument. A worthy and precious gift for me; wait…wait…don’t ruin your temptation but persist with me for some more time. Definitely, an unnecessary fuss has been imbued in introduction, as a result, without wasting any more time; let’s initiate a unique vehement description. I am going to express about a miraculous relationship. Once again, destiny chose an appropriate personality with whom I can share anything in this world…that too…through SMS. Can anyone believe it? A person miles away from my native place but feelings felicitate in unexpected way. How can I believe so much in a new personality to such an extent…that too…in a world which is full of gaudiness. A faith…sorry…that was blind faith developed through an ever surging sedulous relationship.
I don’t remember the date; I entered in a vestibule of our hostel flat and was complying with a routine work. As usual, I was thinking something, at the same time, just changed my clothes and scudded towards my brother’s room to tell some stupid thing. I usually talk a lot in any fake topic to do time pass and may be at that time, looking forward for the same. I felt a twitchy vibration in my pocket; it derogated my attention from a relentless communication. Ohhh…I thought; it’s another forwarded spurious message from any of my friend. My perception was wrong that time; it was a forwarded message from an unknown number. I was eager to divulge the identity of that unknown personality. It took a minute or so to identify the whereabouts of that individual, as she was a girl friend of one of my very close inmate. Subsequently, another vibration, it was a humble question posed in a simple manner, ‘I don’t think that you will mind, if I continue sending messages in your cell’. Obviously, that is not an exact verbatim but was a sentence with a similar meaning. I replied in a diligent manner, ‘No’ I won’t’. A reason behind a particular sober reply was fetid, as her boy friend consistently asked me ‘whether I should accept her love proposal or not?’ As a result, I wanna evaluate her nature. My buddy will not agree with me, whether you believe me or not…my b…… n…..; but that was a specific reason. There after, many unstoppable conversations. Although, erstwhile mentioned was our initial conversation and from than onwards, we entered into many unexpected meaningful stratums by just extrapolating several topics. If someone asks me, why did you talk with her? I will enumerate with a straight-forward answer with an unambiguous reasoning, ‘I was communicating with her because I liked it at that particular moment.’ A person owing mobile may know, 'When we receive felicitous signals from an appropriate tower, we don’t face any network problem'; an apparent view to explain proximity of our relationship with a semblance of technicality in it. Hey, if not understood, leave it and seer for a following excitement.
I started communicating with her, throughout a day. We greeted each other from good morning to good night. We shared our experiences about many stupid and idiotic things. Loyalty was an unavoidable virtue acting as an unstoppable force behind our true friendship. Some small tiff due to dazzling strife was unavoidable, subsequently glorified with some comedy or tragedy, intoto, can be said as a happening friendship. How can I describe it with a trappings of English language? Any extra ordinary effort needed to invent a perfect epithet which may render an adequate meaning for describing such relationship. I named her crony and idiot dost and she used to call me dufous. I can just say that…those moments were too good. If you believe in God…plz do believe me…we just had a friendship in a purest form, no ulterior motive from my side. Sorry, if I’ll continue elaborating these facts than I have to write a book. Therefore detouring my sizzling expressing vehicle to some other veil facts.
Now, we had consistent healthy talks about any latent topics. We initiated our discussions with brief descriptions and inadvertently immigrate to some other topics and just enjoy our time. My first reaction was that she messaged me because she wanna reveal some hidden secrets or any such similar thing about his boy friend. Her boy friend is very close friend of mine. May be I was right or may not be; I cannot comprehend that surreptitious fact till now. Whatever may be her intention, we slowly but surely developed our relationship as special friends. My whole chore was transmogrified in a drastic manner and I wasted most of my energy in texting message. A time which should have been dedicated to some other tasks, at that time, texting became an inherent habit in my routine. Erstwhile, texting in cell phone was unnecessary burden for me. I cannot render an elaborate exposition of our conversation; we discussed lots of issues through that small miraculous instrument. Mostly, our conversation felicitated in a question-answer form; if either of us would not be satisfied with a reply, we had a liberty to retort in any stupid form. Furthermore, time to mention some unforgettable memories; I took her interview imbued with lots of unexpected and casual questions. This particular talk soared me at a pleasure world and some unknown surmised enthralls was in its sheer hype. It was an immortal memory entrenched with multi-faceted flaws; how can I forget it? Some ineffable feelings reciprocated in an unconventional manner, I liked it…it was too good. She also discussed her personal matters with me and ordered me to shower my suggestion or to guide her to reach any adequate solution. Even she doesn’t ask for my suggestion, I tried to become a head of chivalry and elicited an effective observation in accordance with my limited intellect…that too…free of cost. Ohhh…free of cost…Just kidding dost, a common phrase knocked my mind ‘lawyers don’t give their advice free of cost’, therefore cited it.
Above mentioned enumeration was a pompous initial description about an ever surging relationship. She became a special friend, I continued with many nebulous questionnaires. Before accepting her friendship proposal, I made a condition that ‘Plz…don’t have any expectation from me’. The reason behind a particular condition is that I stopped believing in any specimen in this world. I just try to be honest till an extent and at the end of a day ‘endeavor to be right at my place’. My view was ‘till circumstance demands, continue with this relationship and shall stop at an appropriate time’. I don’t want to hurt anybody…that too…intentionally. She accepted the only condition and we perpetuated our unconditional true friendship. As we were proceeding with this relationship, she got her love. I was so happy and excitement got doubled, as it was one of my close buddies. All things were going right but may be affecting my life, other way round. Moreover, my feelings can be rhapsodized in a lucid manner by citing some of a magical virtue. My chore assimilated with excitement, pleasure, satisfaction, fascination etc. Therefore, some extra brio was apparent in my other works also.
When every thing is going perfect, something definitely hinders our happiness…that too…in a ghastly, fiendish and gruesome manner. She got her love and was very excited about it. But for me, another thought knocked in my mind; one of my best friend (Anumeh) shared his logical experience with me and gave me a suggestion for life; it was ‘Beware! Never ever come in between any love birds’. An ambiguous phrase posed for pondering and serious rumination. He (Anumeh) faced a devastating consequence in a similar circumstance. Such was a case in front of me and I don’t ever want to be a horrendous culprit. I had never intervened in their matters but both became important for me. They both trust me; I don’t know a pragmatic reality, although I believe that they have faith in me. In my opinion, problems would be inevitable and I expressed my view that ‘I want to quit and I cannot give reason for it’. This thought was shaking my consciousness and I was dazed to take any effective decision. Ohh…Now, a person who always gave suggestions to many individuals was stifling in a bewildering situation…just confused. Another problem juxtaposed with other one, my idiot dost (SMS friend) asked me to give reason before quitting. My buddy (her boy friend) asked ‘What’s the problem?’ I was speechless. I thought termination of a particular relationship is a perfect option. It was even good for me and my academic work. Now, to support my decision, I wanna attach coherent accent in my reasoning by citing a Hindi phrase ‘Agar aadat sahin waqt pey nahin sudhari jaaye to woh jarurat ban jaati hai’. Its English translation is “If you do not rectify your habit at an appropriate time than that particular habit will become your necessity”. I firmly appreciate this intelligible rational and undoubtedly texting became my habit at that point of time. As a result, I proceeded with my decision.
I was eager to give happy ending to a particular occasion but concerned people took it otherwise. No one was able to mould the prevailing circumstance or proselytize a problem in a systematic organised manner. I was quite desperate to quit and preparing to wait for future tranquility. It was quite a difficult task for me, to loose a very special friend. It took a month or so to terminate this sacred and precious friendship. A pleasure world had been transformed in a world of glum and gloom. She awarded me with a tag of dishonest friend, betrayed many harsh comments and astrayed our friendship from rapture. Many individuals may denigrate my decision but according to my perception; it was an adequate resolution of some unknown future problems.
It was a fantastic season of my life. Now, time to mention the first sentence of my first post ‘Life is a multifaceted quandary’; a verbatim which explores some overloaded truths. Above emblazoned logical sentence is so true, one can never predict any future events. ‘Bye Bye’...ufff…I am sure that she hates that word. I used it so many times but again and again due to some or the other reason, I continued with our relationship. She persuaded me to persist with our friendship; but destiny demanded other way round. Hey Crony, if you read it, tell me ‘whether I am dishonest, mean or selfish personality?’ I wanna comment from you also, my sweet buddy. A true friendship demised but those memories cannot be eradicated, expunged, extirpated or extricated. Thank You Reliance Infocomm for rendering free SMS service ‘Maine to kar li duniya muthi mein’. If anyone who had a patience to read all those detailed trashes…Plz Plz Plz…drop your comment and suggest me…what to do know? Whether my decision was right or not? Tell me…if you can…time for elocution of my favourite forwarded message to end up a proceeding….it's a brilliant message…divulged as ‘Samet lo sitaron ko hatho mein apne, bahut dur dur tak raat hi raat hogi, musafir hoon main bhi musafir ho tum bhi, kabhie naa kabhie phir mulaqat hogi’.
I don’t remember the date; I entered in a vestibule of our hostel flat and was complying with a routine work. As usual, I was thinking something, at the same time, just changed my clothes and scudded towards my brother’s room to tell some stupid thing. I usually talk a lot in any fake topic to do time pass and may be at that time, looking forward for the same. I felt a twitchy vibration in my pocket; it derogated my attention from a relentless communication. Ohhh…I thought; it’s another forwarded spurious message from any of my friend. My perception was wrong that time; it was a forwarded message from an unknown number. I was eager to divulge the identity of that unknown personality. It took a minute or so to identify the whereabouts of that individual, as she was a girl friend of one of my very close inmate. Subsequently, another vibration, it was a humble question posed in a simple manner, ‘I don’t think that you will mind, if I continue sending messages in your cell’. Obviously, that is not an exact verbatim but was a sentence with a similar meaning. I replied in a diligent manner, ‘No’ I won’t’. A reason behind a particular sober reply was fetid, as her boy friend consistently asked me ‘whether I should accept her love proposal or not?’ As a result, I wanna evaluate her nature. My buddy will not agree with me, whether you believe me or not…my b…… n…..; but that was a specific reason. There after, many unstoppable conversations. Although, erstwhile mentioned was our initial conversation and from than onwards, we entered into many unexpected meaningful stratums by just extrapolating several topics. If someone asks me, why did you talk with her? I will enumerate with a straight-forward answer with an unambiguous reasoning, ‘I was communicating with her because I liked it at that particular moment.’ A person owing mobile may know, 'When we receive felicitous signals from an appropriate tower, we don’t face any network problem'; an apparent view to explain proximity of our relationship with a semblance of technicality in it. Hey, if not understood, leave it and seer for a following excitement.
I started communicating with her, throughout a day. We greeted each other from good morning to good night. We shared our experiences about many stupid and idiotic things. Loyalty was an unavoidable virtue acting as an unstoppable force behind our true friendship. Some small tiff due to dazzling strife was unavoidable, subsequently glorified with some comedy or tragedy, intoto, can be said as a happening friendship. How can I describe it with a trappings of English language? Any extra ordinary effort needed to invent a perfect epithet which may render an adequate meaning for describing such relationship. I named her crony and idiot dost and she used to call me dufous. I can just say that…those moments were too good. If you believe in God…plz do believe me…we just had a friendship in a purest form, no ulterior motive from my side. Sorry, if I’ll continue elaborating these facts than I have to write a book. Therefore detouring my sizzling expressing vehicle to some other veil facts.
Now, we had consistent healthy talks about any latent topics. We initiated our discussions with brief descriptions and inadvertently immigrate to some other topics and just enjoy our time. My first reaction was that she messaged me because she wanna reveal some hidden secrets or any such similar thing about his boy friend. Her boy friend is very close friend of mine. May be I was right or may not be; I cannot comprehend that surreptitious fact till now. Whatever may be her intention, we slowly but surely developed our relationship as special friends. My whole chore was transmogrified in a drastic manner and I wasted most of my energy in texting message. A time which should have been dedicated to some other tasks, at that time, texting became an inherent habit in my routine. Erstwhile, texting in cell phone was unnecessary burden for me. I cannot render an elaborate exposition of our conversation; we discussed lots of issues through that small miraculous instrument. Mostly, our conversation felicitated in a question-answer form; if either of us would not be satisfied with a reply, we had a liberty to retort in any stupid form. Furthermore, time to mention some unforgettable memories; I took her interview imbued with lots of unexpected and casual questions. This particular talk soared me at a pleasure world and some unknown surmised enthralls was in its sheer hype. It was an immortal memory entrenched with multi-faceted flaws; how can I forget it? Some ineffable feelings reciprocated in an unconventional manner, I liked it…it was too good. She also discussed her personal matters with me and ordered me to shower my suggestion or to guide her to reach any adequate solution. Even she doesn’t ask for my suggestion, I tried to become a head of chivalry and elicited an effective observation in accordance with my limited intellect…that too…free of cost. Ohhh…free of cost…Just kidding dost, a common phrase knocked my mind ‘lawyers don’t give their advice free of cost’, therefore cited it.
Above mentioned enumeration was a pompous initial description about an ever surging relationship. She became a special friend, I continued with many nebulous questionnaires. Before accepting her friendship proposal, I made a condition that ‘Plz…don’t have any expectation from me’. The reason behind a particular condition is that I stopped believing in any specimen in this world. I just try to be honest till an extent and at the end of a day ‘endeavor to be right at my place’. My view was ‘till circumstance demands, continue with this relationship and shall stop at an appropriate time’. I don’t want to hurt anybody…that too…intentionally. She accepted the only condition and we perpetuated our unconditional true friendship. As we were proceeding with this relationship, she got her love. I was so happy and excitement got doubled, as it was one of my close buddies. All things were going right but may be affecting my life, other way round. Moreover, my feelings can be rhapsodized in a lucid manner by citing some of a magical virtue. My chore assimilated with excitement, pleasure, satisfaction, fascination etc. Therefore, some extra brio was apparent in my other works also.
When every thing is going perfect, something definitely hinders our happiness…that too…in a ghastly, fiendish and gruesome manner. She got her love and was very excited about it. But for me, another thought knocked in my mind; one of my best friend (Anumeh) shared his logical experience with me and gave me a suggestion for life; it was ‘Beware! Never ever come in between any love birds’. An ambiguous phrase posed for pondering and serious rumination. He (Anumeh) faced a devastating consequence in a similar circumstance. Such was a case in front of me and I don’t ever want to be a horrendous culprit. I had never intervened in their matters but both became important for me. They both trust me; I don’t know a pragmatic reality, although I believe that they have faith in me. In my opinion, problems would be inevitable and I expressed my view that ‘I want to quit and I cannot give reason for it’. This thought was shaking my consciousness and I was dazed to take any effective decision. Ohh…Now, a person who always gave suggestions to many individuals was stifling in a bewildering situation…just confused. Another problem juxtaposed with other one, my idiot dost (SMS friend) asked me to give reason before quitting. My buddy (her boy friend) asked ‘What’s the problem?’ I was speechless. I thought termination of a particular relationship is a perfect option. It was even good for me and my academic work. Now, to support my decision, I wanna attach coherent accent in my reasoning by citing a Hindi phrase ‘Agar aadat sahin waqt pey nahin sudhari jaaye to woh jarurat ban jaati hai’. Its English translation is “If you do not rectify your habit at an appropriate time than that particular habit will become your necessity”. I firmly appreciate this intelligible rational and undoubtedly texting became my habit at that point of time. As a result, I proceeded with my decision.
I was eager to give happy ending to a particular occasion but concerned people took it otherwise. No one was able to mould the prevailing circumstance or proselytize a problem in a systematic organised manner. I was quite desperate to quit and preparing to wait for future tranquility. It was quite a difficult task for me, to loose a very special friend. It took a month or so to terminate this sacred and precious friendship. A pleasure world had been transformed in a world of glum and gloom. She awarded me with a tag of dishonest friend, betrayed many harsh comments and astrayed our friendship from rapture. Many individuals may denigrate my decision but according to my perception; it was an adequate resolution of some unknown future problems.
It was a fantastic season of my life. Now, time to mention the first sentence of my first post ‘Life is a multifaceted quandary’; a verbatim which explores some overloaded truths. Above emblazoned logical sentence is so true, one can never predict any future events. ‘Bye Bye’...ufff…I am sure that she hates that word. I used it so many times but again and again due to some or the other reason, I continued with our relationship. She persuaded me to persist with our friendship; but destiny demanded other way round. Hey Crony, if you read it, tell me ‘whether I am dishonest, mean or selfish personality?’ I wanna comment from you also, my sweet buddy. A true friendship demised but those memories cannot be eradicated, expunged, extirpated or extricated. Thank You Reliance Infocomm for rendering free SMS service ‘Maine to kar li duniya muthi mein’. If anyone who had a patience to read all those detailed trashes…Plz Plz Plz…drop your comment and suggest me…what to do know? Whether my decision was right or not? Tell me…if you can…time for elocution of my favourite forwarded message to end up a proceeding….it's a brilliant message…divulged as ‘Samet lo sitaron ko hatho mein apne, bahut dur dur tak raat hi raat hogi, musafir hoon main bhi musafir ho tum bhi, kabhie naa kabhie phir mulaqat hogi’.
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i m juz speechless i miss u yaar plzzzzzzzzzzzz come back i need u n nnnnnnn i really really really love u buddy n sorry for being rude....... n ur website is juz mindblowing i feel u can b a better journalist then me n i ll have to b uu sec....... bye n miss u n ll wait 4 u back in my life d place is vacant come n fill it dufous
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Hi, reading this blog of yours, dedicated to your special sms friend, yet again after years. I have learnt one thing, that with experience one's perception of everything changes. Wow, some friendship you shared back then. So many years have passed but reading this blog, brought back the memories we made during that period and quite something to cherish. Some friendships do not last a lifetime but are closer to heart than others. I am glad our paths crossed at some point in life and would always be grateful for that short period of unconditional friendship! Stay happy forever buddy.
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