Sydney se Pyaar ke sathh...

with love from Sydney..
To be frank , i just wanted to practice the typical typing skill which i am trying very hard to learn these days .off course to fulfill some of my present and future necessities ,to be precise Passion in Oxford vocabulary.
And believe me its really annoying fu** freaky and pain the A**.But as they say..Learning is a  painful process ..but the pain is in the head rather than one mentioned above .
SO just going by the rule of  21 days ,,lets see how long does it goes .

Enough of  beating around the bush .lets get down to the business .
Suddenly i feel that the  world is smaller than i anticipated .Don't know whether its the jet lag which unnecessarily bugs you or its just the game of Perception.

When i surpassed the Security at Kingsford Smith Airport....ok the Sydney Airport.(not to miss the International).it was just that  the traffic at the Silk Board that was a bit more and i had to spent some extra effort getting back home off course with a sense of fatigue and feeling of homeliness.
Never semeed like i am among the  kids of those ruthless imperialist who were brutal to my forefathers in all possible ways which was ever possible.

And moreover the real purpose was to write a exam , and that too after crossing so many seas and above all two biggest oceans of the world .Nothing less than travelling from Gaya to Patna just because Gaya doesnt have a test center or does'nt qualify  for the Exam.I try to hide it from as many people as possible to avoid the social sarcasm.
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Well i want to write more but the Ideas have dry spell this evening..and moreover the brain is putting more resources in the typing thread rather than the thought one...So just to end Devil lies in the detail.

My subconscious mind is questioning my so called conscious mind that have you done something substantial so far ,for which you can cheer up and boast sometimes.And as expected the question ends with an obnoxious denial. looking around myself i get a feeling that every individual is overwhelmed by some sort of specialty or diligence, but scenario changes when it comes to me.

in the near past it has just became like a routine checkup despite of willingness.every now and then i am wondering that what sort of maniacs ,i am builtin?......and i can't find it.

suddenly i remember that blogspot is there for me to express my willingness in terms of words and phrases. i remind myself that i am passionate and fond of writing irrespective of it's content.

a fear forecast is there that many tom and harry are already in this business and dont want to end up being one of them.it seems that boredom has became one of the trillion genes of my dna and i can't altar it. but every now and then a spark comes from within and it ignites me and the phrase comes to my mind that "it's never to early and never that late" and rejoices my eternity back to my chilhood,and all those whosoever have bestowed their faith in me.and these are those moments which takes me to those hidden truhs of life that has brought humans so ahead of other creatures on this mother earth .

something strange is hapenning these days,whenever there is something in my mind ,i go back to what i have came to know some days before,much by watching some hollywood flicks i.e the origin of life & moreover how life has emerged.i travel deep into my imagination just by looking out anybody or any body part.

sometimes it seems that i am in dream,suddenly there is a feeling no it's real.

there is a conflict within whichmake feels that everything is vague .nothing is real and just an illusion,and mind goes back to all those facts about how this very earth came into existince,how was the life started,how the humans have originated,how they have made so many thingsand sending themselves into this comfortable zone,something as the rennaisance spirit.

there is something always at back of my mind that haunts me ,that am i fleeing away of my works or my duties assinged by the man made society & and such.

i am always want to be alive even after the natural death i.e immortal for some decades atleast as no can be til centuries except gods.i also mess up with ides of getting the true knowledge as attained by buddha or vivekananda & get out of this dying world

but then i want enjoy the life,write some stories ,as scripts of hindi cinema needs a rebirth and that to with some miracles.i also want to learn some progrraming and some codes as face book and be a corporate celebrity.also want to be in some relations, as from birth i have heard that love is the only pure thing in this world,but with a dot that many of them are professional these days.want to enjoy with the family and the list goes on.and so my thougts......

mein bas likna chahata hun aur kuch nahi,chahe wo kuch bhi ho,mere dimag kuch bhi ho ,mein use kagaj par utarna chahta hun aur kuch nahi

i have an extreme desire to write and that too in my mother tounge i.e hindi.and then it is something that you can feel from within ,inspires you and you are overjoyed when you express in those words which you learn being a kid

i feel any language is just a medium of knowledge not the purpose of life ,but to my surprise the world around me has a different perception .english has became the 6th  fundamental neccasities of our very own hindustan.

therefore i was compelled to write my views in this very foreign language to reach my countreymen &women too,inspite of being a son of hindi heartland .

every now and then i am equipped with insane ideas of being an extraordinary and the very next time i feel that i am very much ordinary.and then the song 'i don't know why?'keeps repeating in my mind.

ever since i visted the pulnotorium  my thought begans from the origin of this world,and then the life.

ankahi

we often feel that ,there some untold mysteries of life which indirectly or directly have an impact on our life .ankahi are some of those untold mysteries.So wait & watch ,iwill be right back with it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

APPLE

At last i am here with my first 'so' called blog. I wish i hav'nt made u to, wait for long if so , sorry for the inconvience caused.

'A' the first letter of the english alphabet our which get in to our delicate mind after lot of stuff & practice.after that we learn the first word i.e APPLE beging with alphabet 'A'.Have u ever imagined how important is this to us?

"apple a day keeps doctor away" is one of those provervs which is true these days also.it is higly nutrisious as well as tasty.But many of us are not so blessed so that we can have it every morning.

on other side doctrs are blessed to this curse of ours.

it was this apple only becoz of which,newton had to discover the gravity and in course of doing so ,made so many assumpstions and equations .today ,the scenario of our textbooks are that ,whenever open it,we surely find somethig which is named by newton ,no mater what is the subject.every now& then ,u will find some of the students frustated by mugging up all theseof equations and in consequence of that, offering some curse to newton ,that why was he born.And for all these curse that apple is responsible only.

in the world of computers there is something named APPLE, which no one dares to forget.none of other companies of world have a match to this in terms of technology.many of the renowned scientist like to have only this when they are working on something ,which can get them a noble prize,as it is the parameter of a reasearch.

in our country apple is grown in some specified areas only,J&k one such place also.sometimes i

dot that ,are our neibhours fighting for this only, for so long and that to on such a large scale,if so we should send them parcels or to be more accurate cosingment of APPLE with a lot of love and enthusiasm.

that's all about what APPLE means to us in more or less ways.