26th January was reserved for Rang De Basanti...

Sandy at Anand Talkies

Aie Saala! My mind is buzzing with a melodious tune of a particular song. Once again…Aie Saala…plz plz plz…ek baar aur…thoda jor se…Aie Saala…Oh my God, just experienced a rhythmic visual treasure. First time in my life, this recognized patriotic day which is divulged as a Republic day of India was of some importance to me. It was my instant opinion after coming out of a theatre. I watched the two consecutive show of a particular movie. Believe me, it was an insane act but I did it. Reason was so simple; another Aamir Khan movie persuaded me to comply with a first time and a life time experience. His movies are in a habit to attract divergent intellects of differing personalities in an attempt to create a miracle with its ultimate creative scripts. This time it was to awake a youth from their cataleptic sleep in this self-interested world. I firmly believe that it was an honest effort made by some erudite personality to transmogrify the realm of modernity...that too…in a neat and precise manner. In my opinion, the sole aim was to reciprocate the efficacy of changing modern symptoms entrenched in a society with a rare ingredient of some harsh but true realities. A comparative initial effort was enough to impress a limited audience. I also believe that many will not digest this type of curtly innovation. Sorry for them but this movie revived my chore with a heavy load of constructive imperatives imbued in it. All these unwanted fuss may not fruition in a context, although, it can be a good topic for a time pass debate. So, I’ll just ignore it and convey the rarest of the rare experience of my life.

First day first show of any movie is an experience to remember but if it’s a cinema like Rang De Basanti…than…yahooooo…life is so good. What to say about this movie? A must watch movie for every prudent teenagers. My adventure initiated in a bed, I was sleeping in my kitchen bedroom, dreaming about my career considerations, suddenly I found someone knocking a door of my room and screaming...sandeep...sandeep. This time, it was my dear friend Neil. I had to drop them to Anand talkies due to unavailability of any means of conveyance at an early morning. They booked their tickets for a particular show. It was about 5:00 AM, myself with Neil and Sherin scudded to a theatre. I already booked my tickets for a first day second show; my sole object was to drop them to theatre and return back to hostel for fulfilling an another installment of a healthy sleep. We reached theatre at quarter past 5 and as usual my psycho mind took control of my senses. Therefore, I instantly decided to watch a morning show, as a result, borrowed some money at an early morning from Neil and buyed a ticket for that show. It was a very cool morning, I had my Shaul on; which gave me a Thakur look of sholay. Another bewildering scene,very less crowd that too for the Aamir Khan's movie. My mind was stunned, I started doubting my decision but subsequently got the news that a particular movie had been released in two theatres of Raipur. We equipped ourselves inbetween those comfortable sitting arrangement, limited crowd already denunciated the charm of a movie but I had a gut feeling that movie will surprise everybody. I was damn right...it was so innovative...for me it was a great movie.

Once again, Aamir Khan explored his performance and set another peak to endeavor for his admirers. Ohhh! I am sure that this particular movie shall reinvigorate a patriotic spirit of Indian youths. It was a fascinating experience for me, my psych impressed with a cinematography which compelled me to watch that movie again. So, enthrals reiterated but this time accompanied with some other friends. I enjoyed more in a second show, although, a bit of nostalgia creeped in after an interval of a second show. As a result, Kundan's shoulder(my colleague) became a perfect place for a twenty minutes sleep. Subsequently, had a relentless and flawless sleep in a home complimented with a qualitative home food, thereafter discussed various humorous scene with my brother and friends, sang Aie Saala several times and also ruminated over various inspiring dialogues of Rang De Basanti. I must say that this movie is a must watch movie. I simply loved it...ummm...complete entertainer. For me, movie was imbibed with a divergent rational and humorous dialogues. I remember a dialogue said by a trendy Khan of bollywood was "Jindagi mein do cheezein hoti hai...yaa to jindagi jaise chal rahi hai chalne do...yaa to jimmedaari uthao usey badalne ki".

Just returned from a marriage function...

Sandy in reception ceremony of a marriage

Recently, I had a fantastic time in Rajnandgaon while enjoying with my relatives in a marriage ceremony of my cousine brother. It was a marvelous family get together after a considerable time. My all brothers, sisters and elders had been assimilated themselves at a particular place and we had an awesome time together. It was a typical Marwari marriage with lot's of traditional functions. In our caste, marital procedures are imbued with lots of comedy ceremonies. Therefore, one can seriously enjoy just by observing those fuzzy processual aspects. Although, my sole aim was to enjoy life in midst of all those relatives. So, must say that our enjoyment was in it's sheer hype with an ever-astonishing effect. Moreover, I danced a lot and ate variety of tempting grilled products. This function revealed some more unknown relations to me. As a result, for me, it was a happening moment of my life. If anyone care to probe some snaps of a particular marriage function; I'll take you there... wait for few days.

A blistering and glorious dawn of my life…

Every morning brings a new dawn and some unknown opportunities. Is it true or not? I don’t know the proximity of truthfulness in above idea but I do believe in it. Can anyone believe that someone waited whole night in order to view a glittering sight of a morning dawn? We did it…it was a marvellous experience with an unbelievable view; a view which pacify your soul and instantly render an unexpected salvation of mind. What more one can ask for…if a particular sizzling effect entrenched in a first day of a year? Undoubtfully, a morning dawn of 1st January 2006 was an impressive and unforgettable view for Sandeep Agrawal, I saw the natural beauty in its sheer hype. Previously, those scenes were visualized only in wallpapers and screensavers of our desktops and laptops. I ruminated that God wanted us to show his architect skills; as he was willing to reciprocate something crucial…that too…in an astonishing manner. His object was to convey "Whatever one creates with human mind; however, impressive or innovative it may be, one cannot surpass or even meet with the prerogative of almighty." He is the supreme creator who has a regulatory remote control through which he checks a functioning of the Earth.

The fascinating adventure initiated at 31st evening. We made a coherent plan to celebrate a New Year in quite an innovative way. A plan which was comprised of some systematic organized thoughts…that too…by balancing some inevitable concerns. On 31st December, at night time, we rocked a temporary fabricated floor made for our disco party. Subsequently, when clock scudded over 12:00Am at night, all HNLU’ites became busy in giving warm wishes to their near and dear colleagues and other appropriate personalities. The altruistic hugs were felicitating in a dappering manner, many people were dancing, some were enjoying as an audience; it was quite a happening scene. An attempt made by every individual to welcome a new year in their own diligent and distinct way; the sole object was to revive their struggling chore by filling some joy and pleasure in it.

Blimey! We also planned to celebrate New Year eve in an adventurous manner. The plan was to isolate our presence in some distinct but interesting places. Our itinerary for a particular evening was preplanned and we achieved our endeavour in a satisfactory manner. Erstwhile, we were in hostel, thereafter had rapture in college…Ohh…still some rapaciousness can be probed in our face which apparently reveals about an unquenchable thirst persisting for little more amusement. Therefore, we began our journey for a rocking place divulged as KODAR DAM. I must say ‘we achieved a lot even though we aspired for little through a felicitous planning’.

We had a comprehensive plan in our mind and the only requirement was to follow it in a systematic way. So, eleven friends in their five bikes loaded their curiosity-oriented gun with a bullet of ever-exploring spirit and initiated their extravagant consistent soaring effort to reach that glorious destination. Our target was 60km away from us and we have to reach their within 2 hours in order to view a magnificent sight. It was a night time; and it looked like that silent roads were waiting for someone to surpass them, trees at each side of roads were hampered by a heavy wind emanating consistent flow of cool breeze, some trucks overloaded with variety of goods endeavouring to achieve their target but we were in our bikes, riding just for fun and with an intention to explore nature. It may look comedy to many persons but it was a paroxysm of pleasure for us. We were singing and sharing our experiences at the same time shivering due to a very low atmospheric temperature. At the end, after taking a break for our high tea at midnight, we reached that particular Dam. I wanna reveal that at this appropriate break ‘First time in my life; I gulped a litre of milk without any hesitation…that too…in a first attempt’. I don’t know the reason for such an unrequited act but it was an experience to remember. Now, we can see ourselves in a particular Dam; an apparent benighted roads with a detouring route but we have surmounted it happily. There was a pin drop silence, dusky darkness, crumpling sounds of crickets and impressive flow of turbulent water in front of us. For me, a lot of expedient fuss was involved in formation of these unforgettable moments.

We were so eager to welcome Sun in our own passionate way. We knew the imperative of its glow and shine; by which it can easily terminate the persisting stygian view. Our patience was intact and we were enjoying in some or the other way. Suddenly, my trendy friend Kr. Kundan Singh Rathore became active with his digi-camera. He was so busy with his power shots to capture those unique sceneries. I must say ‘He was the man in demand at that time’. Anumeh and Bunty Bhaiya also had a camera in their costly mobile phones. I was just watching those friends with such a luxurious instrument in their hand and prayed to God that…plz plz plz…I also wanna similar instrument. Hey, I am not a greedy guy…ok…but those cameras just attracted my attention. I know that God will definitely hear me and I will buy an excellent techno-camera with my own hard-earned money. A swarming amount of trashy thoughts were wriggling and shuffling in my sober mind, at the same time, nature buzzed with a morning light. Ohh…my God…a scene of my life…it looked like those turbulent water must have been kissing multi-layered clouds. It is ineffable to convey those ultimate feelings; a marvellous, magnificent, brilliant, awesome, unbelievable, amazing, fascinating sight was apparent in front of us. My mind was stunned with such a dazzling scene, completely lost in some other dream world, a world away from human self-interest and unwanted greed for material objects. In that world, I entered into a process where virtuous particles of pleasure and happiness were floating in my mind which purified my soul with rare natural insights. I must say that it was the best morning dawn of my life. Believe me, before this dawn, for past week or so, I was very sad, even than I pretended that everything is normal. Something was bothering me a lot, at that time; I preferred to live lonely and was just struggling for survival. A guy who is ever enthusiastic was in depression, world seems like gloomy and dull. Somehow, I reinvigorated those coyest spirits and tried to balance my chore with little bit of internal satisfaction. At such time, if one collapse with surfeit happiness…Believe me…it means a lot.

Furthermore, we went to the other side of a dam, a small island like place. It turned out to be an interesting place for us where we had enjoyed through tracking, swimming and as always…with our creepy comedian acts. Anurag(a rare dancer and friend) was so busy with all types of his characteristic comedy and Tyagi(my close friend) didn’t felt shy to elicit a very harsh comment on his acts. I, Bunty Bhaiya, Saif and my Big B was busy in making various poses in order to capture those moments in a camera. Thereafter we spent some time in some felicitous place; I was busy in scribbling an exhaustive graffiti on sand, some were doing sincere swimming and others had enjoyed by glaring those resplendent sights. Before it could have become tedious for us, we decided to return back with a heavy load of esteemed and astonishing memoirs. The crucial moments of a journey was captured in some worthy cameras and one of the picture of Mr. Anurag was very very very interesting. I’ll give full marks to a photographer; a photo which can create miracle in international photography competitions. If he’ll allow me, I’ll definitely send it to some qualitative competitions. My sixth sense reveals that it may become a central thrust for a dozens of competitions.

It was like an unexpected adventurous journey which emanated a cheerful display of ever-exploring twists. These memories will always emblazon in my mind and I’ll remember it as ‘immortal memories’. I have a small poster outside my kitchen bedroom which conveys that "HAPPY MOMENTS – So let’s hope today, life brings its best moments together, to give you a wonderful day, that’s indeed your best forever."

A tag of terrorist...ha ha ha

I love my long Hair

• My Grandfather said "You are looking like a terrorist...ha ha ha...I loved that animosity. I retorted 'If you scold me again and again than I will not hesitate to proceed with my rebellious character.' It was an antagonism against sobriety.
• My Father said "Gentleman, what you want to prove?"He ordered me to have a haircut but I had a courage for disagreement. So, he gave me another option, it was to maintain it properly.
• My Mother said "I'll make your ponytail". It was comedy for me but I enjoyed those precious moments with a small pony...sometime...so good.
• My Cousines said "We have another Dhoni in our country".
• My brother Nikhil irritate me by disturbing my set hair.
• My Big B helped me to straighten my hair.
• My other friends also give their stupid comments for my hair.

Let's see, till when, my long hair will last. I love my long hair because it gave me a look of terrorist. Ha Ha Ha...too good.

Technology renders feelings...

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’.

What a pox?

It's a chicken pox time. I am very thankful to this disease because it gave me an exigent holidays of my life. Ohh...I am so happy. Hey, Why these holidays are too good? Life is full of unexpected events, its one of those time. Our college is fatal-flawed by the onerous and vulnerable disease of all time...it's a chicken pox. I don't know anything about this disease but I am very excited. The ethralls and rapture at its hype. I haven't submitted my projects and lots of academic work is pending. Although this time, it was a glorious dawn in my life at afternoon...I woke up at afternoon and a marvellous news was waiting for me. I am too happy and something coerced me to say...What a pox? too good

Ohh...it's 12th October

Sandy at twenty

10th October - Happy Birthday to Rekha

11th October - Happy Birthday to Amitabh Bachchan

12th October - Happy Birthday to me

Oh God! I am a creep because I am going to ask my birthday gift from you...that too directly. Hey almighty, Plz grant me an enormous will power that I can take an effective decision at the appropriate time for my future and also give me courage to fight for my right.

Sandy's Sevenairre!!!

The sole credit for this particular post goes to lovable Neil. He had given me an opportunity to express an exposition of my sensitive and delicate feelings through a confluence of this questionairre. I will give an explicit answers for these seven questions. In this post, I am going to share my personal inevitable abstract dreams and many other emotions. I am privileged to answer this quiz which had been forwarded by a marvellous creature, he is the best for me. Thank You Neil Stephen Padayatty. Now, the quiz begins as - Seven things I plan to do before I die!!! 1. I want to play cricket with a marvellous, brilliant, awesome, unbelievable, charismatic and great batsmen of all time, divulged as Sachin Tendulkar. Oh! I can seer and feel that occassion; it's great yaar. Those illuminating flood lights showering their milky gloom as the blessings of almighty, me and Sachin entertaining the crowd; who shows their rapacious hunger for excitement and entertainment. Believe me, It is too good. 2. I want to go for a date with my first crush at any moment of my life. My SMS friend knows about her. What do you say idiot dost? 3. I want to owe a dream bedroom, it should be very big in size with all possible rare luxuries. 4. I want to owe a gigantic personal library with lots of selective and qualitative books. It will help me when I'll become BUDHA or DOKRA. I am a bibliophilic person, I buy many books but I don't get an appropriate time to read it. Hey, but I will read those qualitative pieces at some moment of my life. I wanna read but I can't do it at this particular time. 5.I wanna perform Maeeri(my favourite song of Dhum Pichuk Dhoom album) at any stage show. I'll just do it...chance pey dance...Definitely, I can sing yaar...ok...I am neither a good singer nor a bad one but I know that I can sing pretty well. Another secret, sometimes I sing in my kitchen bedroom. Seven things you can do!!! 1. I can easily attract people towards me. Not self-praising but the sole truth is...this particular quality is entrenched in my nature. 2. The task which is liked by me, can prosper with a surfeit hype. I attempt to be honest with myself that I can complete a particular task with a considerable dedication and determination. 3. I can give any number of hours for cricket and computers. 4. I can easily forget anything except my friends and family. It is not easy to forget something but I believe that every day brings a new dawn and opportunity, so we should enjoy and utilize it in a coherent manner. 5. I can buy anything which I like even I don't need it. 6. I can sleep and dream for any number of hours. Just love to sleep in my kitchen bedroom. 7. I can take a shower bath with a child water in an early morning of mid-december; when winter felicitate in it's sheer hype. I did it. Subsequently, I dried myself under a fan which was in on condition rotating with a full velocity. Such particular stupidity was followed by welcoming a Sun in a dramatic style. I glared towards a Sun with opened arms and said Good Morning to myself. Ohh...What a feeling...too good. Thereafter, for some limited number of hours, I was shivering...my condition was like a mobile phone in a vibrating mode. Seven things you can't do!!! 1. I cannot hurt any person, that too...intentionally. 2. I wanna quit talking with my SMS friend but any extra-emotive force coerce me to give her reply, that too...consistently. 3. I cannot comply with my plans, never did it. I make serious plans at every night and infrige it consistently in the next morning. I am having very poor will power. Therefore, I endear KAL HO NA HO... and started living for each moment. 4. I cannot share my room because it is just impossible to thrive in a dirty room. I hate dirty places. 5. I cannot save money for my future plans. My mumma says that you and your papa are same...like a Sea...Sea has a natural condition that it cannot store water, there is a continuous flow. So, it's true...whatever may be the situation, flow felicitate consistently. 6. I cannot shave my moustache and bear due to a simple reason. A reason is "I don't know...How to shave". I can easily learn it but don't want to learn at this particular time. I'm sure that it will be another onerous act on my busy routine. So, I try to avoid shaving as far as possible. Seven things that attract you to the opposite sex!!! 1. A common answer, her looks but imbued with sobriety and simplicity. Seven things you say most!!! 1. I am too good. 2. Abey and Arey 3. Idiot 4. Comedy hai yaar 5. Woh Saala Seven celebrity crushes!!! 1. Sachin Tendulkar 2. Preity Zinta 3. Katrina Kaif 4. Amitabh Bacchan 5. Kareena Kapoor 6. John Ibrahim 7.Tanushree Dutta Seven people you want to take this quiz!!! 1. Sarkar 2. Nikhil 3. Kundan 4. Sherin 5. Bunty Bhaiya 6. Sudhanshu 7. Anumeh

Ufffff...9th September

The day of 9th september 2005 is divulged as a day imbued with an inadvertent fuss and frustration. I initiated a day with an unexpected belief...ohhhhhhhhhh...sandeep Agrawal woke up at 06:20 a.m. and adhering with an inherent morning basic formalities to go in a morning bus. Another unexpected thing...ohhhhhhhhh...my both brothers sudeep and nikhil went for jogging before a morning dawn. It was unbelievable, as they had an ever exhaustable consistent plan to go for a run...that too at morning time. A day initiated with an unexpected cheer, so I seered it as a good one for me . Today, it was a relief and I took my time to dress up. Subsequently, came out of my flat with a lots of energy and enthusiasm. Huh! my colleagues will think it a joke but I came in a morning bus and had a breakfast at college mess after a week or so. I was expecting a lot from a day. It was like a dream come true for me as I always ponder in my kitchen bedroom about the significance of a discipline in the life. Every night I make a new innovative plan for my future but circumstances coerce me to infringe it. I ruminate about my future but inevitably my sleep defeats my will and gigantic plans for future. Although, one of my dream was to wake up at 05:30 a.m. and go for jogging but today... 'it is better to have something than nothing.' Therefore, a radical thrust of my fuzzy explanation is 'I was quite satisfied to face an unexpected dawn of my life.'

Now, I had a nice small journey in a college bus towards my known destiny and I got an opportunity (after a long break) to say a good morning to all of my friends...that too...before the lectures. My itinerary of the day initiated with an inadvertent fascination and seems to be that it would surge in a same way. So, with a positive frame of mind to attend all the academic lectures, I started well with my first lecture, which was imbued with an astonishing flair and concentration. I thought that a particular feeling would perpetuate for all other lectures also. Unfortunately, we only had our first lecture and our university authorities freed us from other lectures. It was an another instance which may give rise to future antagonism against this unique national law university. I don't want to denigrate our college authorities further because they are not the only culprit. All students and faculties by their combined efforts, derogating themselves from their basic duties to pursue their self-interest. We the students, always want to accompalish our sole academic interest and when we perform any hostilities against the decisions of any authorities, individual interest becomes apparent. We need some more Rachit, Roy, Debu, Adarsh, Kunal, Neil, Rahul, Vinayak and many more who atleast make an honest attempt to achieve an effective resolution. This might be a bias, non-coherent and pompous observation, according to many other individuals...but for me, its other way round. Although, a transparent joint effort is needed to surmount all these predicaments prevailing within a vicinity of our institution.

Consequently, I was just having fun in a campus with some of my other friends. To be harsh, I was wasting my parent's money in such a "Bhagwan Bharose" professional institution. I had wasted lots of money and time today in a college. There was no Internet connection, an electricity problem and at the same time some stupid cultural auditions. Uff! I wanna go home to have...atleast a good lunch. So, I came out of the class and my steps faced an impediment in a common baranda; when I saw some news heading about a little-master Sachin Tendulkar. I was in my way to read that article, at the same time I heard Mr. Uday Shanker(one of our youngest faculty) ranting at a public to go and read in a library. He said...go...go...go...disperse...Hey! Why are you standing here?...go and read in a library. I left that article there only and scudded to reveal a particular matter. I heard a noise from a caboodle that...Arey! jhagda ho gaya...I was standing there and probing a situation. Instantly, I saw one of my friend walking stylishly and aggressively, like any Dj going towards a gate. At that time, I divulged that there was a fight between two of my good friends. I went there and tried to put a halt in his psycho act and succeeded there on. A battle was between Mr. Shivender Tyagi(a powerful impulsive personality) and Mr. Shreyas Thakur(a man with a golden heart, he is my DJ Bats). The crux matter of a fight was using a high node in a normal conversation. In my opinion, matter was something different. Tyagi's mood was not good due to some petty politics felicitating in our academic activities. He is a nice person having lots of good qualities but I should tell u that he is really an impulsive personality, his acts sometime results in ghastly, fiendish and gruesome manner for others. He had a serious fight with more than 60% of a male strength in our batch. Now, time to mention, he was quite and haven't indulged in any fight for a past year or so. It was due to frequent warnings and some effective recommendations given by his friends. So, I should say 'A tiger roared after a year' to satisfy his fuzzy but inevitable ravenousness. This time he gave a fatal blow to DJ Bats. We somehow took control of a circumstance and surmised a significant ingredient of a fight. The sole object was to prevent both of them from vulnerable repercussions. We adopted an alternate dispute resolution mechanism to demise a particular problem. Now, we can seer a light of tranquility and harmony in our group...By God! I was really satisfied and happy for both of my friends. One recommendation to Mr. Tyagi, You have a power and You should utilize it for fighting for your right, that too "when you are right".

I felt elated to ponder about a day, a day with lots of unexpected events. If I will probe different hues of the day, I have to waste lots of time and energy for an unprofitable task. Therefore, no unnecessary twitchy pressure to my sober mind and I was looking forward for an already planned evening. I booked a tickets for a movie known as Salaam Namaste. Thereafter, We 15 HNLU'ites scudded to theatre, having considerable thirst for a pleasure and excitement. We expected a lot from the movie. Now, time to mention, if we will search in the hindi filmi anthropological data, there is nothing like 'live in' relationship. An emergence of a new innovative concept had shaken the delicate teenage consciousness. In my opinion, very brilliant message through a film; live in relationship, it will depart our traditional society to appreciate some pragmatic truth. A visual treasure and pleasure, intoto a good movie. I had an emotional attachment towards this movie, as I believe in present and have no expectation from anyone for anything in future. Therefore, I do any act because I like it at that particular time...that's me.

Hey, from a local movie hall to a home and than to a hostel. It was quite stuffy but all the things were unexpected. I met with a various intangible qualities in my chore as pleasure, frustration, excitement, emotion etc. Thereafter, me and my kitchen bedroom and my plans...Uhh! I evaluated a sole day and said "Anth bhala to sab bhala".

Footsteps!!!

Footsteps, a worthy word needed to inspire someone for something significant. A footstep can be visualised in above picture of an unknown child. A child playing and surging without any worry, insousciant about any other considerations, at the safest place in the earth. He is busy in his own act, at the same time cooperating with some inevitable biologically rigid procedure. After sometime he will be able to see this wonderful world. A world having its own realm and exigencies. So, what you are thinking...tell...tell...it's right. He will born in some sceptical place having their own tradition, cultures and bla bla bla. As soon as he will enter to this world, he will face curtailment, impediment and halt in his activities. Furthermore, an indigenous of his society will persuade him to felicitate his act, in accordance with a regulation perpetuating in that society. They reveal him of various do's and don'ts, idealistic and barbaric society, good and bad specimen etc. Subsequently, he will initiate his wondering and pondering from that conventional level and develop his 'so called' thinking from that particular unprescribed level. If his views would be acceptable and effective in that particular circumstance or appreciable by a large number of human beings. He would be acknowledged by many other individuals for his precious contribution in a particular stratum. He will become a known figure in a seldom society, people may try to make a propoganda and proceed with his adequate ideologies, deeds, proclivities etc. As a result, a life cycle continues and there would be a formation of an another footstep, for someone at someday. This footstep is metaphorically used in another context than previous one.

Season's of my life

Sandeep at School days

Life is a multifaceted quandary. There are various instances, circumstances and nuiances inter-relate and form immortal memories. Our psych expect lots of things from future but unfortunately no one can be absolutely satisfied. Life has its own tradition and it surges with various exaggerated hype and downfall. I am having quite adventurous life with lots of fuss needed to be imbued in its expression. My life is like a season which cannot remain rigid. It felicitate according to various acts of mine. This might be the original position in every one's life; whether they accept it bravely or try to ignore it sarcastically. If you are interested than be ready to probe my itinerary of life.

Life can be elaborated endlessly, if one can get into rhythm. Moreover, it is difficult to initiate when you want to give a brief exposition about yourself. I am in a dilemma from where to start but I will start it from my school days. I was a timid guy having limited but very good friends. I enjoyed with them being casually unconcerned about my future. I lived for present and enjoyed enormously by indulging in various small cheeky acts. It gave me lots of pleasure and it would be very difficult to express those seldom feelings. Furthermore, my life was subsequently revivified with a most interesting and gutsy game...divulged as CRICKET. Now, it would be pretty interesting to share my experiences, this was not a sport but acted as an unstoppable force which had changed my daily routine and livelihood as a 14yrs. old boy. My life was like eat, sleep and watch cricket. It affected my studies also. No problem, I managed it some how. Although, I tried my best to ignore it till some extent but due to my parents I was able to rejuvenate my routine and gave some limited time for my academic work. Thus, I was not a brilliant student in my class but at the same time not a poor student. I was thriving somewhere between above average and brilliant student due to effort made by my parents. My parents were the great support for me and made effort to make me knowledge conscious. This situation can happen to any teen who cannot comprehend the significance of education at such an early age and think it as an undue burden on him. All teen at such age are having quest for excitement but very few may experience it. I had experienced such joyous virtue in my teenage...uummm...I'm lucky chap. Subsequently, I had balanced my chore between my other works and cricket but I always found time for such a precious game. I have felicitated my livelihood with many mysterious activities but a special preference had been always given to such a leisure oriented sport. I respect this game from the inner core of my heart. Now, I will admit today that "myself in love with...cricket". Thus, such an emotional endearment for cricket will never demise in my life but now I will depart to some other stratums of my life.

I grew rapidly with time; both physically and mentally. I had passed my 10th class board examination. Now, my mind was imbued with many spurious carreer oriented considerations. Cricket got denunciated from my mind. Unfortunately, I have to face such a vulnerable and irritating dawn of my life; where I had to decide for my future. All my dreams to become a cricketor got devastated and in my opinion that was an end of a very young Dravid or Tendulkar. Life has its own rhythm and education is the central thrust in society's inclination. So, I have to choose a subject for my future. Some of my colleagues and my parents recommended me to have a science subject. I made a casual surveillance with my limited contacts and gone for that subject. I had quite a stifled experience...uhhh...its stupidity in such an early age. My life was between several alpha, beta, gama, etaa, sigma etc. I haven't thought in my childhood that when I will turn my cycle it will make some stupid angle. Moreover, it's wretchness in my age to divulge about 1\2 pie made in the rotation of a fan. I got withered with the situation and do things for the sake of doing it. So, Science wasn't an only option for me but my parents had an animadvert opinions. They were prospered and gone with a hyper glamourous propoganda made by our twitchy caboodle about an opportunities in engineering. Many relative entered my house and said "Hamara ladka IIT ki tayaari kar raha hai"..."Ask your son to prepare for AIEEE or IIT". Now, I started to feel curtailment in my natural liberty and ruminated sometimes that life is a thirst for money and consequently some extra-conventional thinking needed to bring some minimal happiness in my life. By the time, I had completed my 10+2 with an appreciable marks. I am not giving a brickbats against science subject but crux of my opinion is "It was not for me". It is a very interesting subject for...uuummmmmmmmm...may be some other indigenous. I was feeling at that time...a particular subject had been imposed coercively on my simple routine. It was onerous and whenever I got opportunity... I never miss it or feel timid to denigrate it. I was waiting for an opportunity to convey my opinion about a particular subject to my parents. My parents are quite cooperative but I was scared to face my Papaji. At the time they are complying with their duties by taking me to various counselling and attempts made for my admission in some engineering colleges. One night my father told me that you have been admitted to one engineering college and accompany me tomorrow for some formalities. At that night, I got shriveled with my father's decision and made my mind to do engineering. It was an awful night of my life and I don't know when I was asleep; pondering over my future plans. At that night, I made a comprehensive structural plan for my life. It was really harsh on my dreams, wants, desire and expectations for tomorrow. These inevitable exigencies tried to mould my happiness but (Hanumanji) was with me. Next morning, in one of a daily news paper; an advertisement had been published about some law university. My father suddenly asked, you want to do law...mmmmmmmmmmm why he asked so?...instantly I said...Yes... I don't know why I said yes but some exceptional emotive force coerced me to give a quick impulsive response. Here, I consulted with my best friend (Bunti Bhaiya more than a friend with whom I shared the precious and immortal moments of my life). His contribution are priceless and cannot be expressed in words. Furthermore, It was an another mysterious turning point in my life and I have again derogated to some unknown agnipath. I had a layman opinion about this subject.

What is law? That is a very difficult question...I got this answer after joining my college. I have never thought to do a legal education. My father helped me to prepare for the entrance exam of the particular national law university and shared his experience about an appropriate subject. Time to mention that my father is also LLB. Without him I would be no where...I respect my father from the inner soul of my heart and have very emotional, sensitive and delicate feeling for our relation. He is everything for me. Subsequently, I got selected and took admission in India's sixth national law university in raipur(my native place). The study of Law is very interesting and it is expedient in our society to have basic knowledge of our rights and duties. It can bring required solidarity in our present society. This is a simple argument entrenched with many complex uneven layers around it; an inherent mire needs speedy solution. I can elucidate on this subject for my whole life but I will not do so now. It is a happy end of my hysteric paroxysm of emotion but not my life. The above mentioned institution(my college) gave me a basic principle for my life...it is...my varchaswa...meaning absolute power...of my emotions...

"Whatever You do In life...There is neither an issue of winning or loosing nor of life or death but the whole issue is...whether we are complying with our basic duties i.e. kartavya or not?...as the sole object of a warrior is to fight...fight hard...untill and unless he win".

Note -- Special thanks to Mr. Neil Padayatty(I respect him as a friend) who fostered me to write a blog. He is a genius human being having lots of exceptional good qualities.