Snehal D(Didi)

One of the fantastic personalities I ever met is Snehal didi.......... Wowwww what a personality!!

One of the great stories I heard about her I am giving here!

Snehal d has a very good habit ('good' is just because I also have the same habit) . She tears the bus ticket (PMT bus) one stop before the actual stop where she is going. (I know that is not a very good habit!) The story is about why this is good habit!

One fine morning when she was going for office ( at that time she was a trainer at NDA). Like every day she tore apart tickets in her hand(TCs are rarely seen on this root from Karvenager to NDA). That day she was having tickets of her friend Sarita also with her... and 10 seconds later the Bus stopped. Because of some problem that was there in engine. Conductor told passengers that this bus cannot go any further. He also assured that he will stop the next bus and everybody (passengers) can go to there destinations using that. Then he said please check that your tickets are there with you... ;-) So the great Snehal started staring at Miss Sarita who asked for her ticket.... "Snahatale why you always tear the tickets? Now see what will we do?" But with luck that day nobody asked them tickets later and they reached NDA without any problem. So now Snehal decided not to tear the tickets I will keep them in the pockets of my bag! She used to throw them once in a week time.

After few months, on a fine morning she was travelling in Bus and a TC got entered into the same Bus in which she was travelling. TC came to Snehal and asked her for ticket. Snehal fumbled in her pocket and gave him a ticket... TC looked at it and then he started staring at Snehal's face. Finally he asked, "Mam ye aaj ka ticket hai kya?" She put her hand in the pocket again and this time 15-20 tickets came out! She said in a pale voice "Bhaiya isamese ek hai... pata nahi kaunsa!"

लकी अली...

नही रखता दिलमे कुछ रखता हू जबापर
समज़ेना आपनेभी कभी
कह नहि सकता मै क्या सहता हू छूपाकर
एक ऐसी आदत है मेरी
सभी तो है जिनासे मिलता हू,
सही जो है इनसे कहता हू, जो समझता हू
मैने देख नही रंग दील आया है सिर्फ़ अदा पर,
एक ऐसी चाहत है मेरी
बहरोके ढेरेसे लाया मै दील सजाकर
एक ऐसी सौहबत है मेरी,
सयेमे छाये रहाता हू, आखे बिछये रहाता हू
जिनसे मिलता हू..........

कितनोको देखा है हमने यहां कुछ सिखा है हमने उनसे नया ॥ ओ ओ ओ:


पहिले फ़ुरसद थी, अब हसरत है समाकल
एक ऐसी उलझन है मेरी
खुद चलके रुकता हू जहा जीस जगह्पर
एक ऐसी सरहद है मेरी
कहनेसेभी मै डरता हू
आपने के धूनमे रहता हू,
कर क्या सकता हू, दे सकता हू मै थोडा प्यार यहापर
जीतनी हैसीयत है मेरी
रह जाऊ सबके दील मे दीलको बसाकर
एक ऐसी नियात है मेरी
खोजाएतो मै राजी हू
खोजाऊ तो मै बकी हू, यू समझता हू.....

रस्तेना बदले ना बदला जहां फिर क्यो बदलते कदम है यहां॥ ओ ओ ओ:

Friends...

One day I was wandering on Luna(Two Wheeler) with one of my close friend. We are very much alike in dressing, studies, nature.... She was one year junior to me in college. Still we used to be with each other for long time after college hours.

Any ways coming back to the story, I asked her, "Had you been in my class, do you think we would have been such good friends?" in replay she said, "I think 'No'".... I was a little astonished, I asked her, "Why?" immediately she said, "You cant be friend with those people who can replace you!" Reality, Bitter Truth! Do you think the same?

Begining of The End

Hi!
I was just trying to copy one of my friends. This is a nice idea. I mean I am just trying to
put my thoughts without hesitation. I don't know whether anyone would like to read it or not.
I'll honestly put my thougths over here that is promise.