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25th july

4:00

After so many days, I got sufficient time to write. I went to Chandigarh last weekend, the visit was very satisfying. The most important work i did was "cycling".

I did my first assignment today, and it was really very boring, but from now onwards i have to take interest.

"I am cycling, cycling hard

My breath is running very fast,

heart beating over my mind.

I am panting,

I am happy, nothing to express, just a simple smile,

My hands up in the air,

Legs tightened, calf bulging out,

rebelliously shouting from within,

I am a winner, am a winner

and every one is.....

No Title 4

20th July

10:24pm

I am posting my diary very late these days because of my hectic class schedule. Today was my 1st day as an hospitality management student.

I moved my eyeball to make a gesture that i am ready to talk to you. There was lack of initiative.

I like my classmates :).

I am not feeling like writing today, as i have nothing to tell.

"some thing or the other is here,

i am looking at it,

gluing my eyes to it,

trying to understand it, but not able to

BUT i am doing my work,

some thing or the other here,

tiny is my mind, still looking at it.

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19th July 2010

8:30 am

After many days i woke up at late, at 8:30 am. I feel like a winner if I get up early. I am missing my cycling sessions and yes i am also planning to go to chandigarh on Friday and do cycling for two days to the core.

"I am looking at it,

may be not able to concentrate

I am understanding it,

may be getting confused

I am smiling at it,

may be not satisfied

I just welcomed it ,

maybe it did not welcome me.

"But I welcomed it"

The "i" in me needs an explanation and i really thank it.

this is all for today. from tomorrow onwards my schedule is going to be very hectic.

good luck :)

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17th july

8:10 pm

I was waiting eagerly to tell everyone that I heard an old song "bhawro ki gunjan", after so many days. After hearing it i experienced the feeling of intense pleasure. I am thankful to God, at least melody of a song didn't change with respect to geographical location.

I am always waiting for the moment, when thoughts will come to my mind and i will write very fast, my hands moving freely like a mouse trying to go through a small tunnel (hole). My words flow down from my mind to eyes, fingers, then come down on the paper in twisted manner.

Delhi is burning with heat, sometimes I become frustrated, and weird solutions for this frustration come to mind, But i am strong enough to suppress them.

"This is not the way I think,

This isn't either the way i wink"

The fan inside me is v. hot, but it tries to take burden of making me calm.

For the first time i thought, dominoes does not sucks :), because now as a student i need to eat anything when i am hungry (i am away, away from everyone, ma pa , every single damn interesting thing).

Today in the after noon after having my lunch, i stepped out and then i walked and walked, stopped,looked here and there, again walked, this process continued until it reached to a saturation level. I realized many people are following this path, getting confused, in fact i was afraid i might follow the same path, BUT i have the power to restrain myself and to carry on the "good" work. :)

No Title 1

15th July friday

6:47 am

i woke up at 6:16, could not play my bansuri.I have nothing interesting in my heart or mind to write.

Mornings are always calm for me, so yesterday's morning was also.I just finished writing my yesterdays entry on my blog. I am eagerly waiting for comments on my blog. i hope nobody gets bored because of this daily blog. :)

Today i taught mausi ji to use a new "press". It is a very complexed and complicated press. i remember when i was a small chota bachha, we had a bajaj press(we stil have it, and it still works), which had only one knob.

Things have changed incredibly, even emotions have changed. aah yes i am also planning to revive my vocabulary diary, it is a thick one. As i am writing this diary on the blog i am feeling sad and lonely.

6:35 am 17th july ( for 16th july)

i am amazed Delhi still have some areas left where you dont get a shock by visiting them, my college is one of them. i had a very tough day, had to roam around a lot.

"the acrid smoke hurt my eyes

i dont know why he cries"

PS: please read my eariler posts too... :)

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Date 14th july 2010

my eyes are flickering like a tv set, whose picture tube is going to be dead soon and the voice coming is like a baby speaking in a squeezing voice, BUT i have to write for my self. Now as i have a new beginning , i would like to do everything in a systematic way and now i would do things which i always wished to.

i woke up around 5:30, i had a dream of missing dots.i was missing my home not of our own.

"right now also i am trying to write slowly with patience, desperately wanting the neatness in my hand writing like my father has".

I got an excellent seat today just near the window.

" my eyes are beaming though not constant,

gazing hear and there not for the one,

looking and searching for those youthful beings

who would consider me as a stranger with a notorious smile."

As i stepped down from the train i had to remind myself to be strong and calm, i have started becoming little bit rebellious.

later in the day when everything was solved and i was more calm, i was happy, But still wanted to go out and look for a room.