Bhai

Bhai

Bhai not the mumbaiya language one but Bhai i.e. what I call him, my sibling, my younger brother, I also call him Vahi :) at times.

As a child he was very innocent, simply cute and adorable, I remember he use to run away from his class and use to hide under my desk and I supported him in doing so as I could never see him crying, can’t see now as well.He was like a dearest toy to me with those twinkling eyes, sweet smile and thise adorable dimples; a gift given by my mom and whom I’ll never want to loose. He always wanted to do what I did, I had and whatever I wanted, I guess younger siblings are like that only; and at the end I used to bow down to all his demands as everyone use to say, “ beta vo chotta hai tum toh bade ho, samjhdaar ho.” And truly speaking I hated that, at times I was jealous why am I not younger or why didn’t I had a sister (girls are more sensible and less irritating). But you realize the importance of a brother when he grows up.

As we grew up, my brother acted like he didn't care,
but I always knew he looked out for me when I wasn’t there….

And now that he is grown up, he behaves like my elder brother, is very caring but never shows that. We have fought millions of times; I have cried for him and even due to him, there had also been times when we have not talked for days BUT there had been times when we have chatted and laughed on the same and various things. Earlier I never use to treat him like a friend but now we have revealed so many secrets and have discussed words which I never thought I would have discussed to my brother, I realized a brother is a friend given by nature. It feels proud that my younger bro who was and still is a child to me has grown up now he is my support system, at times when he might not be knowing also, he inspires me as he is ambitious and hard working person living on his own terms and intelligent plus a very positive person. He has imagination to convert negative into positive things and ambitious to achieve anything in life. I know he thinks such impossible things that we can only dream, but I know he can achieve that. He is little bit cool guy and little bit hot tempered, but as he sees more world, he realized it and started adopting good habits. His creativity is beyond the limits. I know he has a key of my life, but he never uses me or blackmails me because he knows difference between right and wrong. On the other side he is lazy and work with adjustments, but when point comes towards the dead end, he runs faster than a star.

I hate him when he is up to his stupid pjs but they make me laugh... He irritates me to his utmost capacity. But I guess all brothers are of same genes giving them chivious nature, and they consider as their right to irritate their sisters. But due to this they are remembered most in their absence…

At last I would like to say to him,
January to December
Sunday to Saturday
Am to Pm
My feelings for u have never changed….. ..
U….
R….
Always….
A HEADACHE to me!!!!

BUT STILL I LOVE THIS HEADACHE COZ U R MY SWEETEST BROTHER....

कोई तुमसे पूछे

कोई तुमसे पूछे कौन हूँ मैं ,
तुम कह देना कोई ख़ास नहीं .
एक दोस्त है कच्चा पक्का सा ,
एक झूठ है आधा सच्चा सा .
जज़्बात को ढके एक पर्दा बस ,
एक बहाना है अच्छा अच्छा सा .
जीवन का एक ऐसा साथी है ,
जो दूर हो के पास नहीं .
कोई तुमसे पूछे कौन हूँ मैं ,
तुम कह देना कोई ख़ास नहीं .
हवा का एक सुहाना झोंका है ,
कभी नाज़ुक तो कभी तुफानो सा .
शक्ल देख कर जो नज़रें झुका ले ,
कभी अपना तो कभी बेगानों सा .
जिंदगी का एक ऐसा हमसफ़र ,
जो समंदर है , पर दिल को प्यास नहीं .
कोई तुमसे पूछे कौन हूँ मैं ,
तुम कह देना कोई ख़ास नहीं .
एक साथी जो अनकही कुछ बातें कह जाता है ,
यादों में जिसका एक धुंधला चेहरा रह जाता है .
यूँ तो उसके न होने का कुछ गम नहीं ,
पर कभी - कभी आँखों से आंसू बन के बह जाता है .
यूँ रहता तो मेरे तसव्वुर में है ,
पर इन आँखों को उसकी तलाश नहीं .
कोई तुमसे पूछे कौन हूँ मैं ,
तुम कह देना कोई ख़ास नहीं

MEOW

Cats or felines what these furry mammals usually called as, but I call them MEOW (Not got from Jaane tu ya jaane na ‘Genelia’). Truly speaking I find Meow\ cats bit weird, they beautiful, calm, quick and even cute at times but her big deep eyes are what I’m afraid of, the way they stare at you with those shining eyes is really terrifying at times. Why suddenly I developed such an interest in cats is because a cat family was the guest of honor (uninvited) for 2 days in my porch. It is said that after giving birth to kittens, a cat roams in seven houses and by that time kittens are big enough to be left on their own, so my place was one of those seven. I being the first one who saw the cat sitting in the corner of the porch and one of the kittens with it, earlier I thought it was just one kitten but soon my mother saw remaining three behind a marble sheet placed outside, that slanting sheet along the wall soon became my meow house. The whole family kept roaming in the porch and as soon as it rained or there was any sought of noise all kittens used to run in there shelter.

Now, let me introduce the whole family, the naamkaran (i.e. the names are given by) has been done by me and the kids in the colony.

She is the mother and we all call her MOW. I guess mom is called as mow in the cat family ;) as it sounds similar to the noise made by kittens. She is beautiful and my mom said, “It doesn’t seem she’s mother of four, she looks so young.”

(Brand ambassador of Santoor soap, mommy, so young, kya kare umr ka pata hi nhi chaltaa :))

He is SMARTY (I’m not sure of the gender but I guess he’s male as per the attitude). Smarty is my favorite as he’s the one who is very brave, smart as per the name and very active as well. Whenever we went near all the kittens he was the one who didn’t run away and was near our feet. He was limping all over at the stairs, running in the garden, practicing high jumps by standing over the flower pot and then jumping on the floor. He was such an entertainer to be watched at.

Now let me present the fashion queen, BLACKY. She was the favorite of most of the kids. Look at the pic it feels as if she’s posing with tons of attitude. She was the

leanest of the four and kept running after SMARTY, whatever he’s doing she did the same.

Smarty and Blacky were the ones completely different from their mother. I heard my neighbor saying, “ apne papa pe gaye hein dono.”

Now, they are the two mamma’s girls, CUTIE and BEAUTY, they completely looked like their mother and were identical with each other, no one could point out much of the difference between the two. The first day at our place both of them were glued to their mow and when she wasn’t around they used to hide in their shelter.

For those two days we all used finish our respective works, run outside just to watch all of them, what they are doing, they are sleeping, playing or what, and especially when their wasn’t around. Cams were out and each one was busy clicking their pictures, every posture, so here are few more….

CARE: Ma Ka Pyaar

Mow licking and feeding her kittens

IT'S LUNCH TIME->





IT'S FUN TIME: Smarty playing hide and seek in the garden and on my pleasure....

PLEASURE.. hmmm... WHY SHOULD BOYS HAVE ALL THE FUN :)
It's cutie playing on my pleasure and later on she was trying to drive it i guess :) from inside, n she got stuck inside it. It was very difficult to take her out and upon that when she was stuck her whole family shifted leaving her there itself, but later when she was out Mow came back and took her to a new home.

Those two days were really memorable to watch my meow family ( unke aane se ghar mein rounak si ho gyi thi). We missed them after they left especially kids in the colony.
The uninvited family will alwayss be remembered....