give me some room :P

This journey began on august 20^th 2006, I was on my way to Yol in Himachal Pradesh. On the way I got a call on my cell. “Your college commences on first September.”

ROOM 1

(September 2006 - June 2007)

73 Sidharth nagar

Indore

It was already decided that I’ll share my room with Rohit Ahuja.

Who is Rohit?

He is a person who has seen me grow up. My dad and his have been friends before marriage and we were in the same housing society. So he is like my elder brother.

I reached Indore on 30^th August, so it was still one complete day for me to explore the city before I had to show myself up in college.

On 30^th night, I was taught how to play three card poker. Next day it was movie time for me. We went to a movie in the nearby Cineplex.

It was fun being with Rohit Bhaiya and his group of friends, I was treated very well and I still remember how each and everyone played a different role in teaching me the lessons of life. It was fun I still miss al of them.

ROOM 2

(September 2007-March 2008)

7, Dayanand Nagar

Indore

Ashish, my classmate and my friend was my next roommate. It was during my accident days when he used to stop by and help me with some studies. Once I came back to the room, things were a little bit different. He was usually busy with his work all day long so most of the time was spend with me being online. The loneliness was effecting me and I found some friends in my physios. My friend Ishaan used to visit me with his roommate Sunil. I had some fun time with Ishaan, used to go out with him, but it effected my studies to a great extent. All in all this room was not what anyone would want from a room in college life.

ROOM 3

(March 2008- Till date)

35 C

Main Indrapuri

Indore

It was with Ishaan and Sunil. We three were looking for a new house so we decided to this one. It was awesome, Sunil was a wonderful cook. I loved his paranthas. We would talk for long and have fun together. Me and Ishaan would spend most of our times at Mc Donald’s. Sunil was a little bit different. Kind of serious types. He would spend his time reading the newspaper or studying.

My friend from Jammu Tushar also moved in and it was 3 moths we four stayed together and had loads of fun. Then Sunil felt a need to change the room and decided that he will be moving with a college friend of his.

Fine with me and Ishaan, it was just Tushar me and Ishaan.

Then it was Ishaan’s junior who was searching for a room and he asked to share the room with us for 2 months.

Trideep moved in and before the two months were over me and Ishaan were impressed by his simple, honest and cooperative attitude.

We both had a talk and decided to ask him if he wants to stay. Tushar me Ishaan and Trideep. Then Rohit bhaiya’s cousin Kunal moved to Indore and took a room nearby.

Tushaar decided to change the room, the reason for this still not figured out. Me Trideep Ishaan are now roomies and we have loads of fun. No common account, high level of cooperation and really understanding.

Kunal also stays at our place all day long, would only go back to his place to sleep.

This is real fun.

I’ll miss everyone but three guys the most

Ishaan, Trideep and Kunal

Signing off

Surbhit

PS: our landlord are still unaware of Trideep. Just to save some rent :P

The story that transformed me PART THREE

befor starting with this post, you should read this post .This is a continuation to the post linked.



vishal was sitting in the hospital for his fiance' was undergoing a brain surgery following a serious accident, that happened on her way to indore, where the ceremony was scheduled

ashima was in the O.T

vishal was sitting outside, and his dad and and brother were busy arranging things where the family of aashima was to be shifted, only ashima was having critical injuries, rest all his family were having fractures.

The Doctor came out of the room, and called out vishal.

"yes doctor, is she fine?" vishal sounded tired and exhausted

"See, we have removed the clot, but she is not responding to us, her pulse is on, she breathing, she is alive"

"if she is then why is she not responding doctor"

"son she is in a state of coma" said the doctor, putting his hand on vishal's shoulder

vishal did not say anything, he was shocked,

he went back and everything that was happening did not matter to him...

vishal was staring at the floor, thinking about the pain ashima might be in

His Dad and brother were talking to the doctor

Vishal got up and left

He unlocked his car and reached his place..

He went straight up to his room, through the garden which had a decorated stage, he walked through empty stalls, everything seemed to be hollow now.

He opened his almirah and there in front of him was a ring, a diamond ring, which ashima selected for herself.

He held the ring and cried, he cried for a long time, untill he felt his brothers hand on his shoulder.

i saw bhaiya and i could see a tear in his eyes, it was very dark and i was feeling cold

so he told me to go down, we were in the room, which certainly was warm, he opened his almirah and took a file folder out.

He opened it and showed me a photograph,

It was him standing, dressed impressively in a cream colored suit, beside him there was a ashima, dressed in a red suit, lying on the bed, eyes closed, and the third person was vishal, who was holding ashima's hand, with a ring......

and bhaiya said

"she is my bhabhi...."

ashima is in delhi, still in coma, it has been three years now, vishal is working and is living with her, he has appointed two nurses to take care of his wife,

ashima once moved her hand and that was the day vishal got her a new necklace...

vishal is happy to be with her and waiting for her to talk to him someday.

ashima never said anything, but i think she is also very happy...

if love can cure

then it will

tc

luv

sub!!!

The story that transformed me PART TWO

befor starting with this post, you should read this post .This is a continuation to the post linked.



Ashima....

Ashima....

Vishal screamed in the lobby of the hospital where his fiance' was supposedly admitted

A nurse came running to him

"sir, please stay quiet, it's a hospital"

"sister, there is a family that just got addmitted, where are they"

"The road traffic accident case?"

vishal nodded to avoid attracting any more eyes to him

"Oh, sir they are in the I.C.U, you please wait, you cant go in.."

"how are they, are they fine??"

"i'll let you meet the doctor who is handling them, sir you please relax and take a seat..." saying this the nurse left, ordering the ward boy to get glass of water for vishal

vishal was waiting in the lobby, it was easy for the nurse to say, relax, but was impossible for vishal, his to be wife was in the hospital and he didn't know how was she.

The I.C.U door opened, a Doctor walked out..

vishal rushed to him and asked him

"sir... ashima... ashima garg, how is she sir....??""

"relax young man, you sit, will talk to you in a moment, are you a relative??"

"i am her fiance'"

"you relax son, we will get back to you in a while"

Before vishal could ask him anything he went inside, vishal tried to go inside I.C.U

but was stopped by the watchman.

Vishal turned back to see his dad and younger brother approaching him.

"beta, kaise hai woh"

vishal could not fight his tears anymore

"the doctor said nothing"

"everything will be fine"said his dad

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the coffee was over, the sky was dark, i could already see some tears in his eyes, don't know why i was getting a feeling the bhaiya was somewhere related to this story, i said nothing, i took his cup and put it down, and leaned forward and rested my chin on my hand, trying to convey my interest in listening to the whole story, he continued.....

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the doctor came out of the ICU, vishal was the first one to notice ...

he was there in front of him in a flash,

"doctor how are they".....

"see we could not save the girl, i am sorry" The doctor said trying his level best to handle vishal who's heart stopped palpitating.

"how are the other people" vishal's brother asked....

"The head of the family, has a crushed arm, the mother also has fractured her ribs, the boy has fractured his shoulder and arm, and the other girl has a brain clot and skull fracture, only one of you can come in to see them, but make sure..." the doctor was not complete with what he had to say but vishal cut him in between,

"what do you mean the other girl, ashima was their only daughter??"

"what??, there were 2 young girls who were in the car" the doctor said that

"what do you mean by that, ASHIMA IS THE ONLY DAUGHTER"vishal said

"See, anyone of you can come to identify them."the doctor said and called a nurse to take one of them in.

vishal was overwrought,confused and completely clueless of what was going.

Seeing this, vishal dad decided to go in...

it took him sometime and vishal would give the door of ICU a look every 2 seconds.

his dad came out of the door,

"dad, kya hua, tell me she not the one..."vishal was almost out of control

"son, its not ashima, its someother girl who must be travelling with them"

"how is ashima papa???"

" she has a brain clot, the doctors are preparing for the operation"

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vishal was at least a bit hopeful now....

REST IN THE NEXT POST........

The story that transformed me PART ONE

THIS IS A TRUE STORY, I HAVE JUST CHANGED THE NAMES

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In my last valentine's special post, I mentioned about the person, who's story transformed my life.

Now i think it won't be much of a painstaking job for me to let you through the experience he had, with the help of my words. Hope you don't pall.

After my brother's marriage, my life had turned upside down. Not because my brother got married, but because i got dumped just 4 days before his marriage. The ceremonies kept me busy and after 1 month when i reached Indore back, things were very different. There were no phone calls to wake you up, there were no phone calls to wish you goodnight. I had my exams at the corner and the surroundings of my house started to haunt me with the memories that were never coming back. I tried calling to get back together from time to time but with every call it seemed impossible. I decided that if i stay at my place, i won't be able to study, so left for his place.

He was working, elder to me, very supporting, used to see me cry many times a day. It was one evening and i had not done anything remarkable with my books since the day had started.

He told me to take two chairs on the rooftop. Since, the chairs were quite heavy it took me some time to get them upstairs. The view was awesome, it was the 7th floor of the building and for a city like Indore you could actually see the skyline, the panoramic view was astonishing. The sun had half disappeared and the sky was glowing orange, there were a few kids playing on the rooftop of their bungalow.

I heard his foot steps and turned around to see him holding two cups, sorry mugs, of coffee.

We sat down and he started talking about my studies which made me a bit uncomfortable as in reality i hadn't studied anything since the morning.

"Is it because of your breakup that this is happening??"

"I don't know, may be yes"

He smiled, rather laughed at me and that was the reaction that i had least expected.

He took a sip of his coffee and said,

"I'll tell you a story"

It was in December 2007 when Ashima would blush on anything.

People around her were happy, so was she, she was getting married

It was the day of her engagement.

Ashima and Vishal had been together for 4 years, they saw each other on the day of their counselling, happened to choose the same college and same branch, became great buddies and lovers

Vishal was slim, tall, working with a multinational company and was earning well.

Ashima was short, her face was ovoid shaped and big eyes made her look like a doll.

Vishal's family had arranged for the engagement, and everything was almost ready.

Vishal's phone rang

"hieeeee"

"hey baby where have you reached"

"well we are two hours away from indore'

"hmmm, m waiting"

"vishal, i just wanted to tell you that..."

"that....???"

"that i love you..."

"i love you too, now you hangup and don't disturb the driver"

"oh i am not, but he is one hot dude!!!"

"achcha, ussi se shaadi karle fir"

"sochte hain.... hehehe"

"chal bye"

"bye"

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Vishal continued with his work and soon it was 4 pm, the time of arrival for Ashima and family, Vishal called her up but her cell was coming switched off.

He called her brother his number was coming out of reach

Then he called his father's number

the bell rang for a while and vishal was growing restless.

"Hello" a person picked up, breathing heavy, vishal knew it was not her father, he had many talks with him before to butter him up to agree for the engagement to be in Indore.

"Who's this"

since the person said the same words to me, i'll write the same words here

"Dekhiye aap jo bhi bol rahe hai, is family ka accident ho gaya hai, aap please jaldi Bombay hospital aa jaaye, ya inke parichit ko inform karde"

(see, whoever you are, this family had a terrific accident so you please rush to the Bombay hospital or else inform their relatives)

"m coming in 10 minutes" vishal said, hung up and ran across the garden towards his car

He was only yards away from his place when his dad called up

"what happened where are you going??" his dad's voice had concern

"papa ashima ki car ka accident ho gaya hai, bombay hospital mein hai, please jaldi aa jao, m going there only"

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it does not end here , Ashima didn't die, the story continued, and il tell it to you....

it's good to thank the one who deserve to b thanked

1:27 am

place: funkyrave's room

thankyou,

all, for loving me, n giving me reason to smile.

n for hating me , so that i know wats dere to change.

for those who hate me, i have no words of appreciation, just thanx a lot

for those who love or loved me i would say thanx

i dnt knw if i shud write the names as such or not but yea i'l put in the reasons for which i love em' too

the one guy i love the most is brushing his teeth ryt now, who makes me feel so positive n gives me  reason to believe in me again

creates that aura of positivity arnd me .... thanx bro...

a guy who is as emotional as me but takes everystep wid his mind controllin him... it will b even hard for him to realise dats this is for him, if u do, jus lemme knw bro

d childhood frnd wid whom i started as a foe bt nw is as close to me as my soul...

a brat in mumbai n an ass in banglore, for believing in me...

d chuiqitita i love the most :) no reasons for this :) :P nincompoop

a colg frnd who treats me like a bro n cares for me like anything...thanx jkr....

my roomies for listenin to my crap n acceptin me.

n in the end, i love myself, once again i love myself....

n u all r the reason for this

love u all

love u alot lol.........0

:)

whatta journey!!!

on my way back to indore.
back to the college.
Hungry, nuthin to eat....
and can't buy anything to eat.
THANX to JAUNDICE.
i am very tired was moving all day long!!!!
xrays crossing me and my brain.
all the broken areas wispering in my ear that i am not normal.
all tired, and you board the train.
dirty one i tell u...
u call a friend.
hear a sweet voice telling you that there are your friends ready to wake up early(thats a tough job, wen u hav3 days of brain numbin questions and only day off is sunday)
but then they will.
and they plan to get color to wish me a belated holi.
lol!!!!
someone wants me to stay but wont say, but even i can't stay i have work.
missed about one month of my college... and now when i go back all i have is 1 month to cover everything, cus its my brothers marriage after one month.
i got a goodie bad too.
:D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D
will deliver it tommorrow morning.
i hope it's likes all i have put in this goodie bag is just love and care.
n for them who are getting colors for me.
i'd b most glad to see dem and i got chocolates forthem too.
i hope as i thought oofff i get to deliver the smiles m carryin in my bag and in my heart
luv y'all
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15 march 2009

ok i thot i'l end this blog but now sumthin happened tha forces me to type forward.
i reached bhopal and my a very special friend there.
waiting for me with roses in hand....
i got down, gave the goodies bag...
and everything was so good untill one friend came and he had colors.
5 friends and me, friends meeting for 30 mins.
The train moved and i was sure that it was not actually moving but just the engine being changed.
they pushed me back, no hugs and no byes just "go go go it's moving."
i was up in the train but was praying with all my heart that ...god plzzzzz stop the train and he did!!!
lol!!! got down called them n dey came running to me, the the first very special friend of mine hugged me.
WOW!!!
friends are no less den gems,
n when i hav people like you
life rocks!!!!
thanx all thanx fer the roses
and i guess i delivered the smiles
:D :D

PS: someone was touched and i am sure of this.
and than the idlis were awesome but they would've tastes better with a spoon...
lol!!!!
:D
m smilin and people in the train are looking at me as if m a  mad guy.
lol!!!
i am no doubt
tc

leave your comments.... i'l be glad to hear from your side too

thank yous....:D

ok......b4 starting i would like to extend thankx to a few people for helpin me out n actually savin my life............
first of all before thankin anyone i would like to thank the three guys who god me admitd to d hosp..
den to the people who held my hand
above all rohit bhaiya ..i owe so much to u...
jus saw u helpin my dad n i felt so relieved dat tho my bro is nt here i gt anoder brother doin all d stuff...sorry fer ur byk tho hehe
akhilesh bhaiya rattu bhaiya raju bhaiya shukla bhaiya kt bhaiya suggi bhaiya devesh bhaiya.....thanx a lot to u instead f teachin me d rules f livin out f d house thnx fer teachin me hw to fyt...akhi bhaiya thnx er ur lessons...rattu bhaiya thanx fer teachin me nt to b dependent on nyone(i tried it on u n always faild :D) raju bhaiya thnx fer teachin me hw to live life d king size...shukla bhaiya...thnx fer makin me more matured...kt bhaiya...bholeyy... thnx fer d relaaxxxxxx atti in me...suggi bhaiya thnx fer helpin me out wid e.d n all d subjcts wen rattu bhaiya ditched me...n last bt nt d least fr sure devesh bhaiya thnx fer tllin me hw tob sucsfull...

thanx bro...u r d best...m sorry fer evrythin i knw ihav hurt u so many times bt u knw wat i luv u like nythin...
thanx MOM thanx DAD..for evrythin...just evrythin....
thanx geetanjali deepak shalini shaz n chrungoo
for u have been wid me ignorin my moody char.
thanx geetanjali....
for tlin me wat is true frndship
thnx deepak
for being wid me thru all d gud n bad tymes
thnx shalini
fer carin n forgivin me
thanx shaz
no reasons fer thankin u...
thanx ishan
fer ur support n trust...
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thanx ashish abhishek mudit ishan sunil tushar
fer being dere
thanx my classmates for takin dat extreme step fer me
thnx kuchroo .....
thnx naveen bhaiya for such a beautifull nu frnd
thnx tushar
fer lettin me kik ur @$$ hehe....
thnx chirayu
fer being dere n givin me ur precious tym..

i knw i forgot sio many names cus it's 3 am so plz forgive me
thanx a lot to evryone