26 June, 2009
money O money!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
money O money!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
never thought you are so important,
never gave you that importance,
never i had to work for you,
never dreamed i will write for you.
money O money!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
always you were there,
always my wallet was full of you,
always you were allotted to me,
always i assumed you as my silent companion.
money O money!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
but it is hard to keep you around,
but you have a big ego,
but want to be respected,
but you are a dictator.
money O money!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
how can i follow my dream,
how can i be what i want to,
how can i just be your slave,
how can i just work for you.
money O money!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
you bring more sadness than happiness,
you make us work like machines,
you result in a lot of enmity,
you turn wise men into crooks.
money O money!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i urge you to be lenient,
i urge you to stop punishing people who misuse you,
i urge you to loosen your standards,
i urge you to come easy to wise men too as you come to crooks.
money O money!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We expect you to be a bit more forgiving.
Sonu Anand.
22 June, 2009
Where am I ???????????????????
I have just completed my Graduation this month.
Waiting for my result
figuring what to do
Having fun ,
and waiting for real life to begin?????????????????????
Sonu Anand
06 June, 2009
wrrfomlzegybi0523w/ travel
i now say that now you have written, tell me what it is.... he says why you always talk rubbish can't you read that the photographs i saw of yours were nice. this is what i have written........ now he has found interest in the kitchen so he is there helping his mother cook.
TRAVEL
Yesterday i was travelling by bus wrote a blog entry on my mobile but when i tried publishing it, don't know what went wrong it vanished no network, no blog.
for last few days i have been travelling started from mumbai to chennai then to hyderabad(now) on monday will be back in mumbai. So was not actively blogging but was reading my friends blogs.
I started my journey from Dadar stn. As usual i had a waiting ticket. I had taken a sleeper tic hoping that tics are more in this class and will get confirm. but NO and since i had booked online it got cancelled. :-)
I have felt these days what ever i have in my mind that is stuck happens....... i had a ( ) in my mind to travel general class once. so here i had a chance bought the ticket for general. There i meet one guy who said he opens the door of the general bogie he said he will get me seated i will have to pay 100rs. i said it will be more than good. when i reached that place with him i saw atleast 200-300 passengers in a queue to board the train............ i told that guy i am coming in 2 mins. he said come back soon or your seat goes. I left that place and said to myself i cannot do this..... I have 100 rs that i can pay but what about those who are standing there for many hours and expecting to get a seat. i said this is not fair. i left i thought i will talk to the TC. to convert my tic to sleeper i will manage. When i was went to that guy he was super busy saying that the train has 80 waiting list passengers and nothing can be done.
I said to myself " sonu you always wanted to travel general once this is your chance." i waited and waited and when the train started i boarded a general compartment.
GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
there was no place to stand.......
i looked inside women children men all packed in like potatoes in a gunny back. ffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.ffffff....
i looked no space ....
children crying ..... men fighting....... women siting ........ i wondered how they move about.........
i could not imagine...... i was standing and reading a book..... it was ok..... no language understood by me...... people talking in marathi or tamil........ nobody was talking to me........ they looked at me like i was a intruder who didnot know how to behave among........
when i had to travel sleeper class i used to say..... to people this government should not run sleeper train.... in this country..... you get the feel of how wheat feels when it is being baked in the oven. only AC trains......
but now what do i say: i say to the government please run all general trains like they are running sleeper trains......
i now understand this country has a long way to go........ when you have currency in your pocket when you feel the whole country is developing every one is like you every one has a bed to lie down in the night when .....................
Finally when the train stopped at Kalyan...... hundreds pushed in again...... can you imagine in space for just 40 passengers they were travelling don't know how much........????????????
i really wonder why this has not happened by now regular and daily all general trains..... GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
they say railways is in profit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! do something my friend make your fellow humans feel like humans not cattle........ when i used see a truck full of goats or chicken tempos i used to ask my dad why can't they be treated well he used to smile..........................
NOW i know the answer..............
i was suffocated this time when the train left kalyan............ i started waiting for Pune when it came...... i was like .... ohhhh i couldnot get out because after 10 people got down........ 100s charged in. ii ii iii i with alll my strength with request and anger stormed out.....................
one man standing out said" today the train was too packed" i smiled............ relieved but looked back couldnot imagine how can people travel for 24 hrs sitting in same position almost...... they will reach chennai... tomo.......
i went to the TC. now and asked him to fine me and give me a sleeper tic. he did that and you know what i got a confirm birth after 30 mins sitting on the head of the TC. why could not this be done before.................. i have lost my trust in railways............... but this is the best in the world.........????????????? who said so????????????? donno???
Next day, when i started getting baked............. i laughed ???????????????
what can i do.............
Sonu Anand
ps. family don't take note.
02 June, 2009
Can i say Sorry!!!!!!!!!!!!!
my presence disturbs you,
you hate me for reasons unknown,
what is wrong with me..can i know,
lets admit i am simply annoying,
can i say sorry, and will it be fine then.
i said something i didn't mean to,
i did something i didn't want to,
i wrote something i shouldn't have written,
lets admit i was immature,
can i say sorry, and will it be fine then.
i believe you had loved me and i didn't care,
i know you respected me and i couldn't acknowledge,
i realize you thought highly of me and i couldn't rise,
lets admit i was incapable,
can i say sorry, and will it be fine then.
i am sad when i realize what i have done to you,
i am disturbed when i realize how much my words have hurt you,
i am ashamed when i realize my behaviour has affected your self esteem,
lets admit i am human,
begging for another chance,
will keep it straight this time,
can i say sorry, and will it be fine then.
Sonu Anand
PS. there had been few problems regarding viewing of my blog. I have changed the template, didn't want to do it as changing a template is like changing the structure of your house which you love, but since it was creating problems had to do it, changing font colour was not solving the problem. If you find any other problem do let me know without hesitation. As after reading my blog you become my friends and to be true suggestions really help. Suggestions and ....... more than welcome. No offences here. Thank you and keep reading
28 May, 2009
Namaste!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It is almost 20 days that i wrote about generally about my life, there was nothing to write. Or even if there was something, it was not worth sharing. It can't be that my life was Zero something has to happen. This post is going to be a bit long apologies. You can use your eagle eyes to scan it through as i know reading a long blog is a little difficult. So, i give you all the right to scan it but do read what you find worth.
Started with a namaste. We are not using this word these days and it's substitutes have taken place. When i was a kid my family wanted to say namaste to guests coming home. I used to feel shy and awkward maybe there was a feeling that they will think i am not a smart boy. I wanted to just pass their way run around showing my antics but not acknowledge their presence. Once, i said namaste to a aunty, her reaction was like "ok so this brat is getting to know what manner is". She didn't say anything or smiled, her reaction was like "HUH". I was like ok so if these people want it to be like this .So be it. I was wrong, now i realize i should not have judged the whole world based on person. Now, even when i call my father want to say a "namaste". I can't because i never cultivated that habit. So now even i know it is a good thing to do, and best way to start the conversation. I feel awkward. Awkward doing the right thing ?????????
Yes when you have the habit of doing things wrong. Doing the right way is awkward. Lets see I have started it now. Will do it when i call dad again. Best of Luck!!!!! Hope that dad will assume that i am saying "namaste" because i want to sound mannered and not that i have called to ask for money and trying to be too good and mannered. Too much from his son.
My big sister was the in charge of my behaving properly when i was a kid. I hated her. She was too strict. She is 7-8 years elder to me. So, she had the right too. I always questioned her authority. I was wrong. Once she was slapping me for a mischief that i had done. I blocked her hand. I was wrong. She never tried again. She let me be free after that. I regret that. She is the best sister i could have got. When she was married, i cried a lot. I was losing my sister.
I want share a incident but am unable to figure which one should i share with you guys.......
After at least 30 minutes of thinking and doing other things i have a incident.....
It was in i believe 5th standard. It was my birthday. Like every kid i was excited. Waiting for my gift and most eagerly to have a party in the evening. My sis was the event manager. She did all the preparations. I had school that day. I didn't want to go. I believe on your birthday you should not work but just chill out relax and enjoy but i was forced to go. Promised that everything will be taken care of. When we are small, we have the tendency to boast what we have. Donno where this comes from when we are small and knowledge less.
I came back and started inspecting the preparations. Hall well impressive. nice ballons and other decorative s. Kitchen okay, so, there is a lot which will surely impress my friends that i am well off. Now, the main main main.... thing ..........THE CAKE............... what the hell... sis had made the cake herself. it was not done. i told my family they have to call off this party. I am not going to cut the cake if it is not bought from the famous cake shop of Hazaribag, where i lived at that time. I was told they had tried , as they had missed ordering for it yesterday.... It couldnot be delivered today. I was creating a huge tamasha. I was crying and shouting and telling my sister why you had to show your talent on my birthday, you should do it on yours..... All this because the cake did not look as fancy like from the cake shop.
I was not convinced but i had to agree, friends had been invited. It was a good party. every kid had the cake twice. It was the most desirable thing on my birthday.......... reluctantly i had at last. It was nice. It was outstanding.
All this while, i didnot think of was what my sister was feeling. How she must have felt that after so much hard work and with so much love. She had for me, she did something for me i didnot acknowledge. I realize it today i was wrong. I didnot understand the love. I was wrong. I want to take this opportunity to say " Didi i am sorry, i know that you love me, and whatever you did from me was out of love, it was not necessary for you to do it but you did".
THANKS
I LOVE YOU
Hope she comes here and reads it and says she never felt bad, but i know she did.
Can i change what i did ....NO......but one thing i can do that is acknowledge what was done for me and remember that. and be good.
Sonu Anand.
PS. Blogging banned in China altogether. What a shame! my friend posted this on his blog i am sharing it with you guys:
China Imposes Blanket Ban on all Blogger Blogs
||-- May 27th, 2009 --- General --||
There are some 275 million blogs hosted on Blogger.com and all them have possibly been blocked in China.
This “crackdown” could have some relation to June 4, 2009, the day when the world will mark the 20th anniversary of the Tiananmen Square incident or it may even be a service disruption because Google is saying that they are “working to restore access to Blogger in China.”
In either case, users have been unable to access Blogger inside China since May 17th.
Blogging on Blogger from China
If you are inside Mainland China and need to publish new entries on your blogger blog, you can use the “post by email” option of Blogger or something like Posterous - email your articles to blogger@posterous.com and they will auto-post the message to your blog. Online blog editors (like the one in Facebook) can also help you write entries in blogger from anywhere.
source: netsujit.com
25 May, 2009
My love, my reason, my passion, my prayer, You mean everything to me…….
Dear Sophiya,
My love, my reason, my passion, my prayer, You mean everything to me…….
Please don’t go… I have known you since I have known myself. I have loved you since I have known love. It can’t be just a coincidence that we were neighbors’ since our childhood. Our families moved in together in the locality of hariganj, Dehradun. The first time I saw you in a yellow dress, how much I used to tease you for that. It is not that you were the first girl and the one whom I knew more than any other girl. I don’t believe it was just a coincidence or chance or circumstance that led us to love each other more than anything else. I just can’t.
We are more special than these silly justifications. Sometimes I used to think I am the luckiest man on earth. I have known my love, my partner, my soul mate since the age of 5. How many of us are that lucky? Do you remember when you were ill and I also didn’t go to school. How my family came to know…. And stopped me from coming to your house………. I wonder what I will do when you are not there.. what what …..what …what… why are you Sops tell me whay why????? Why are you leaving?? I am wiping my tears……can you feel that … oh yes how can you??? How could sops how could you HOW????
Remember what you said when we discovered our love as to love as man woman….. when we decided we are going to marry. It was not that tough for us to find this out. We were so much in our own worlds that we just knew…. You said you loved me and you could only love me for your entire life . So what happens now why are you leaving….. I don’t know what to do what to write….. It is as if my life is blowing apart after you go my life will just be blank……. I will be a big Zero nothing just nothing. You know I am very angry… no… no.. I am angry at myself . I can’t even think of that. Why did I love you so much??? I wonder why is it like we don’t have control over our life.???
I hope you didn’t miss being with others…. I don’t …… You said to me “ you will find someone”. No I will not…. I cannot… maybe after you have gone for a long time I will try……… and you know what….. I will not find anyone.. no one else can understand me as you have, even you know that, “ you even understand my breathe ” Who can go for these micro details only a crack like you, only a sweetheart like you, only a lovely person like you….. even I will not be able to adjust J I am tuned to your vibrations like a radio responds to signals… you know I can’t , I have lost my ability to adjust with others, living in the comfort zone with……
I believe I have pleaded much……. You made me promise that I will not follow you to your destination. I have promised but ….. ok I will remember the promise but I have a request my love……………
I am just 23, I have whole life to live, how will I survive without you. If I fail, if I am unable to live happily, if I can’t find anyone else.
Can I come to you…… can I follow the path that you were forced to take
pleaseeeeeeeeee you never say no to me.
I promise you, I will try………………………
only yours
Sonu Anand.
PS. Fiction
23 May, 2009
Ok God ! lets talk
I know where you are
I know where i can find you
I know temple is not the only place
I know you are still inside me...
Ok God! lets talk
Dad said you are everywhere
Dad said you live in every human
Dad said you remain till the person is not corrupt
Dad said you are inside me, when i was a kid
Ok God! lets talk
he stopped saying when i grew up
he stopped when he noticed i am growing
he stopped when he saw me doing things i should not have done
he stopped when i started arguing with him
Ok God! lets talk
but i know you are still inside
but i know you forgave me
but i know you don't differentiate
but i know you love me
Ok God! lets talk
don't leave i am afraid
don't leave i feel i can go the wrong way
don't leave i need your guidance
don't leave i can't survive without your grace
Ok God! lets talk
i miss you when i back talk someone
i miss you when i am lazy
i miss you when i cheat
i miss you when i lie
Ok God! lets talk
Do you leave me when i am doing something i don't want you to know
Do you leave me when i curse or fight with my friend
Do you leave me when i miss use the resources you have given me
Do you leave me when i think bad thoughts
Ok God! lets talk
how do you feel when we use your name and kill each other
how do you feel when we sell your name
how do you feel when we take money in your name
how do you feel when we insult others who don't follow our faith
Ok God! lets talk
Do you get angry
Do you feel you should stop us
Do you feel we are crossing our limit
Do you feel you have had enough
Ok God! lets talk
i don't know about others but i promise
i don't know about others but i will try
i don't know about others but i will remain honest
i don't know about others but i can't survive without you
Ok God! lets talk
Sonu Anand
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