Isn't life beautiful !

                                     Can't forget the moment gloomy

You said fondling my eyes tearful,

"Look through my eyes honey..

Isn't life beautiful !"

Mommy says I look like a princess

Is that so? tell me is that so?

How is ugliness different than beauty?

How do beautiful women look like?

Wedding without flowers

Rain without a rainbow

Sky without a sunray

Colourless means meaningless is what they say

Are colours really so precious?

They are lying...say that they are..

as colourless tears you roll down for me

are priceless by far..

My friends never fight with me

Nobody ever ignores me

But this isn't what you taught friendship is

Why can't I be like them and feel free !

Sorry is what they feel

For why did god choose me

But having given you and your endless love,

Grateful is what I feel to be the chosen one

Oh my daddy,

Can't forget the moment gloomy,

You said fondling my eyes tearful

"Look through my eyes honey,

Isn't life beautiful !"

- Pooja Sanghavi

I CARE ! DO YOU?

"Yaa! There was no water yesterday night as well ! No power.No water. Don't know what's gona happen in summer!",said my roommate. But where was I? Was I listening to what she said? The wash basin tap was open and I was lost in that litres and litres of water going down the pipe for past 10 minutes when my roommate was busy srcubbing her cheeks with the facewash and talking to me ! I was wondering if the new facewash would help her anyway ! Anyways,let me not deviate from the main topic.Ya,So tap was still open when I was in my thinkng process which happens occasionally. I stood up,went to the washbasin and switched off the tap.The room was suddenly filled with silence.Both her hands and complete face was in foam. Unfortunately,eyes were still clean so that she could stare at me furiously as though I asked her for her bank account pin number.
Well, I have controlled my temptation to switch off the tap many a times before.Because as we(people of our generation) are growing old day by day,our tolerance level is on fall even if other secret desires are still on rise! We do not like others correcting us.But that day I could not control and I switched off the tap. She was still fuming,staring at me."You will still be scrubbing your cheeks right ! switch on the tap when you are done with that !",I said and left the room before she would have put the same foam on my face.
We can always crib about the problems but it takes efforts to think and act on reducing them.I just came back from washroom while I am thinking about this post.No,no I am not writing anything in office,I am just thinking about what to write! I met a friend there who has just won the award of 'Employee champion for the Go-Green initiative' last week! Generally girls feel very happy when they meet each other there,don't know why! She was busy staring at her face in the mirror.I could hear the sound of water flush in one of the washrooms.No need to make weird faces.I am sure even you too use it a few times a day! I went inside and noticed that the flush wall was stuck.I pulled it up and water flush stopped.I don't know how this employee champion is going green!
In my company,facilities department has made a lot of efforts to make people feel aware(even if not happy) of the importance of water and electricity.They have put up charts with some statistics as follows in all the places with water outlets and switch boards. I am sure many of us ignore.

-By 2025,2/3 of the world's population with 52 countries will have water shortage.
-If the entire world's water was to fit in a gallon jug,fresh water for use would be only a table spoon
-Most of the people in the world must walk almost 3 hours to fetch fresh water.
-About 6800 gallons of water is required to cook the food for a family of 4.
-Each day almost 10,000 children under age 5 fall ill because of impure water.
We need not do great things.Avoiding doing a few things(don't go into double meaning mode and people who did not understand,need not trouble their brains much!) can also help us save a lot on water and electricity! I believe I am doing my bit of not doing a few things.PFB the points I take care of everyday:(Well,we all understand this PFA-PFB language better hence...)

1.I do not keep the tap open and brush my teeth(I know some of you are feeling guilty now)
2.I do not keep scrubbing my face while the tap is open
3.When I am alone at home,I do not keep the lights and fans switched on in other rooms(I know its hot these days but keeping fan on in another room won't help anyway)
4.I do not have lavish bath(with 2 or more buckets of water) more than thrice a month.(trust me u can clean urself well with just a bucket of water)
5.I avoid using paper napkins
6.I say NO to plastic carry bags
7.I do not need a bucket of water to clean just a small water bottle.
8.I do not forget to switch off the lights and fan before I leave the room.(If I forget,I call up somebody at home and tell them to switch it off)
9.I shut down my computer before I leave for the day
No,no please dont say,'What does she think of herself!' because I am still not adhering completely on point 5.People who have more points than the ones above can write another blog. Let us not make this place more crowded.Thank you for being with me through out the post.Let us think and act,not for our children but for ourselves because in India power goes off exactly when you are late for office and do not have any ironed pair of clothes.
I am doing my share,are you?
I wish my roommate reads this too so that we can save litres of water at home or may be she should not else there will be one more post on my facewash !



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Some random thoughts ....

There are times when you have nothing to discuss,to say to express. Its all about thousands and thousands of thoughts in mind.Some good some bad... Some of them you cant classify.. ;) I just wanted to talk to myself today...Probably i will do that tonight. I will write something in my diary.:) I wana write a few lines of a very famous song...

Yun To Guzar Raha Hai, Har Ik Pal Khushi Ke Saath,
Phir Bhi Koi Kami Si Hai, Kyu Zindagi Ke Saath,

Rishte Vafaye Dosti, Sab Kuch To Pass Hai,
Kya Baat Hai Pata Nahi, Dil Kyu Udas Hai,
Har Lamha Hai Haseen, Nayi Dilkashi Ke Saath,

Chahat Bhi Hai Sukun Bhi Hai Dilbari Bhi Hai,
Aakho Mein Khawab Bhi Hai, Labo Par Hasi Bhi Hai,
Dil Ko Nahi Hai Koi, Shikayat Kisi Ke Saath,

Socha Tha Jaisa Vaisa Hi Jeevan To Hai Magar,
Ab Aur Kis Talash Mein Baichain Hai Nazar,
Kudrat To Mehrban Hai, Darayadili Ke Saath

Yun To Guzar Raha Hai, Har Ik Pal Khushi Ke Saath,
Phir Bhi Koi Kami Si Hai, Kyu Zindagi Ke Saath !

Nothing else to say today!

BEEHIVE

“Aaja meri gaadi mein baith ja... aaja meri gaadi mein baith ja !! ”,I was shocked but as always I ignored and kept walking. I realized Tanu is not with me only when I heard her shouting aloud. “B****** ! M***** ! Ladkiyon ko chedta hai ! du kya ek rakh ke ! ” I wasn’t surprised. It was Tanu, the same bold Tanu. Oh god why don’t I just disappear I thought! I wanted to scream aloud, “I don’t know her. I am not with her. I swear!” A gang of guys were sitting on bikes at the corner of a turn. It is not required to specify that it was a clear picture of eve teasing. “Tanu jaane de yaar. Leave it!”, I told her holding her hand. “No ! These people think they can misbehave with women the way they want and nobody will come for their rescue!”,Tanu was fuming. Well a girl had stood up for a girl.


A few days back, I was reading an article on the massive flood happened in Surat in 2006. Monsoon fury had Surat under waist-deep water for three whole days. Many people had been saviors for others. Arun, living in another foster home at the time, saved 3 women. Arun had said in an interview, "The water was rising fast and it was a race against time. Had it been a little longer I would have neither saved them nor survived.” Well the unity among only women or unity among only men feels very insignificant here. Isn’t it!


Mumbai. It is the city which has always been known for one thing, ‘strength’. No matter which disaster the city has seen, it has always witnessed this strength to stand up to it. It is about Mumbai disaster which had left the whole country shaken for 3 days, the 26/11 terror attack! When the state government and state police failed to control the situation, commandos reached the location of the siege incident. Everybody knows how commando operation was the major reason to bring the situation under control and save a lot of people. Where were they from? Not from my very own state –‘Maharashtra’. They were from various different states of our country. Where were those people that time who promised to save the people of this state, who forced the people from other states to move out of Maharashtra, who induced the hatred for the people from other states into the hearts of the maharashtrians? Well the simple fact is that a few perverted people use us for their interest and we get used! People saved each other without thinking about which state they belong to. Again this unity is more meaningful than the ones mentioned before!


Unity can be about any group of people. Unity can be within the people of same sex or people together with no bar on sex or people of same religion or people of the same state or people who belong to the same country! What I want to say is Unity is an abstract term. It’s us who decide at which level to define this word ‘unity’. The one at a higher level is more meaningful than the one at a lower level. It adds the maximum value if it is defined on the highest level. So when we find our unity shaken at a lower level of this pyramid, let us recall the scenarios where we have been united at a higher level. When we feel like killing each other just because one belong to Bihar and one to Maharashtra or one prays for Allah and other for Jesus, let us recall the moments where we have cheered for the same country when it played the world cup. When we feel like hating each other for the reasons like religion, culture or region, let us recall the moments when our hearts have beaten on the same tune for the same cause! Let us be ONE!

My journey with an angel....

"89.46!!! What are you saying! Awesome....", didi hugged me.Yes, it was one of the happiest moments of my life. I had scored 89.46% in my board exam. My grandpa was extremely happy. Our community has very rarely witnessed such academic success stories. Most of the people get into business at a very early age. Girls do not have urge to excel in they academics. No wonder I was on cloud 9.

Same day evening we had a marriage to attend. “Are pooju, I heard you scored 90% in board exams. Congratulations!” said one of my aunties, “Do you know even Kruti got 88%?" Now, to be honest that was something which pinched me like anything. Somebody else also scored 88!!! Who is that girl! I wanted to see her. My aunty introduced me to Kruti.My eyes recognized her. 5'9", long hair, wheatish complexion, very beautiful clothes, attractive features and a million dollar smile. It was the same striking personality. I knew this girl. I knew Kruti (Name changed) as one of the most good looking and stylish girls of my community. I had seen her in a lot of religious functions. But it was hard for me to believe that she can be so intelligent as well. I had another reason now to envy her.

I chose science after my board exams and Kruti chose Commerce. I heard from somewhere that she wanted to be a CA. Days passed, months passed. I met her a lot of times in our social gatherings. Now my jealousy had started transforming into admiration. She was out of those very few people I had started liking. She always carried herself well; eldest in her family she always took care of her parents and her siblings and also spoke very well with everyone. I always enjoyed talking to her. We used to discuss our future plans, hobbies and likings whenever we met.

One fine day, I was reading the newspaper. It was the day of results for my 12th board exam. No doubt I was curious about Kruti's results more than mine. And then guess what? My eyes captured something I was actually looking for. I was stunned to see Kruti’s photo. Kruti had stood 11th in the merit list in Commerce stream. I couldn't believe my eyes. I was very happy for her. Later I met her in a lot of prize distribution ceremonies. I was happy as her CA plans were set now.

I went to Pune for engineering. I always thought even she would do the same. But she stayed back as her family wasn’t comfortable with sending their daughter to some other city. But I never found her sad. She was always as happy as she was before.3 years of my engineering passed.Kruti had finished her graduation by then.Yes; she again stood second in the university. She had taken up CA foundation by then.

This time I was home to attend a gathering. A lot of events were organized for this. The event started. It was dark but I somehow thought it's her. The music started with lights. I was speechless when I saw it was Salsa and the girl was Kruti. I had never seen such an awesome dance before. I always thought I dance very well but when I saw her dancing my eyes were still. Now there was one more reason to admire her. She was a very good dancer.

A few months passed. I finished my engineering.Kruti had joined some college in Kolhapur for MCom.I got placed in Infosys. I moved to Mysore and then to Bangalore. I met her a couple of times in these years whenever I was in Kolhapur.Kruti later moved to Pune for CA classes. One day I was on a call with my mom. “Are forgot to tell You.Kruti has come back to Kolhapur. I heard she is not well." I started feeling worried as to what exactly happened that she left her coaching.

After a few days, mom called up early in the morning,"Pooju there is a bad news!”I was shocked when my mom told me that Kruti's both the kidneys had failed. I just got lost somewhere. Just got lost. I kept the phone. After a long time in my life I had tears in my eyes. I just didn't know what to do. I came to office. The whole day there was only one thought in my mind. How can this happen to her? How can this happen to somebody who has been such an awesome person all through out? If it had to happen then why not somebody who has no aspirations in life! What next? Can't she get a kidney from somebody? Can't they take her to some bigger city for treatment? Can’t dad do something as he is also a very good doctor? My Mind was occupied with thousands of such thoughts.

I called up dad next day morning. I asked him if we can do something for her. Dad told me that he had talked to her dad and the problem is Kruti has lost a lot of weight in past few days so her body is not fit enough to accept a foreign body part.Kruti's family is filthy rich and everyone in her family loved her a lot so I was sure that they must be trying their best. I felt helpless as I knew I couldn’t do anything. After a few days I went home. I got to know that her MCom results were out and she again repeated her success story. She stood first in the university

It was a special day that day. As always there was a prize distribution ceremony organized. All the faces were familiar. The same students were being felicitated from my community again. Somebody had become a doctor, somebody an engineer working in an MNC, somebody an MBA....But my eyes wanted to see her. My eyes wanted to see Kruti.I couldn't see her. Suddenly my eyes turned to the main door. May be I had sensed it was her and I was dumbstruck. It looked like a skeleton was coming in walking on crutches. I could not believe my eyes. I could not believe it was same beautiful Kruti. Her face was completely swollen and her body had only bones. Her younger sister was holding her and her dad walked with her. She came inside and sat on a chair. I wondered how she managed to do that. As I felt her bones must be hurting her when she sat on a chair. Such long hair had turned into a small pony. A girl who used to always be in the most fashionable clothes was in a very simple salwar kameez which was very light so that it doesn’t add weight to her body. But only thing that wasn’t missing even that day was that million dollar smile. How can somebody be so very strong! My heartbeat stopped for a second. Tears rolled down from my eyes. My sister looked at me. She has very rarely seen me crying in public. My tears made her cry as well. I sat quietly for a couple of minutes, wiped my face, gathered all the courage and went forward to meet her. I talked to her. She talked as though nothing had happened, as though things were same as before. She told me to come home sometime whenever I am free.

Soon her name was announced. Her dad stood up as always when she accepted the prize. But this time not to clap but to help her walk. When all other fathers are wishing to get their young daughters married soon, this father was wishing a life for his daughter. Her sister grabbed a part of the chair in her hand and she could not hide her tears. The whole crowd stood up to felicitate this walking angel of utmost strength.

That day was the last time I met Kruti.I went home a couple of times after this encounter with her but I could not gather courage to go to her home. Presently she is on dialysis regularly. Her family and doctor are trying their best to increase her weight so that she can get a kidney. Even now I have tears in my eyes. I want to see that Kruti back real soon. I am still jealous of her. Not for her beauty but for that exceptional strength she has!

Well, this post for a reason. This post is for you Kruti. I won't ever be able to tell you how much I admire you for the kind of person you are. This post is a way to let you know that you give me strength and courage to fight in life.

You're an Angel that nobody can see,

Still an Angel is what you are to me

An angel from heaven is what you are

In my sky you're definitely a heavenly star!

Of course a problem is a problem. Everybody has problems in this world. We can not compare two problems. But some problems have easy solutions and some do not have solutions at all. When we go through the post, let us feel fortunate if we believe that our problems have solutions!

I wana go back to those days.......

Seldom I thought about people and relationships,when i was a kid.

Those fights with my siblings used to be the biggest fights in the world.
They use to be my biggest enemies.

The possesiveness for my tiffin box was much more than that for people.

The 10 rupee note stolen from dad's cupboard meant more meaningful than thousands of rupees earned now because the bhel puri I got from that money tasted better than the expensive pasta now and it still does.

I cried not because I lost somebody in the journey of life but because my dad hugged my sister more often than me.

I came home running after the school because I knew somebody would be waiting for me.

I still come home at the end of the day but just because I have no other place to go.

The best of my friends I had were at the age of 12.I hated them but still they were my best friends.We loved each other the way we were.

I still have friends but I doubt if they think the same because I am not as they want me to be.

A glass of bournvita gave more pleasure than a CCD coffee.

It still rains here but that carefree dance is missing.

I love to see these kids playing because it reminds me of those old days.

Seldom I thought about people and relationships,when i was a kid.

Life is a rat race....

We all are a part of it....

But I stand still for a second and think....

Is it all worth the efforts??

Then my heart says,I wana go back to those days....

where souls were pure and friends were true

where things were small but the happiness was huge !

YOU AND ME.......

Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot,

who calls you back when you hang up on him,

who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep...

wait for the boy who kisses your forehead,

who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats,

who holds your hand in front of his friends,

who thinks you' re just as pretty without makeup on.

One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have YOU...

The one who turns to his friends and says, thats her.........