Nothing much....

Just spending time with myself....Nothing much...Nothing actually....Moving on sometimes get so hard.And the fear of something keeps you away from doing that thing....
Things take turns...a lot of them.You just cant deny or stop them....Rock hard...and just move...:):(:):(:):(:):(:))))((((

an amazing video

this video is filmed by my bro...i found it really good...it is a video from inside of a air craft while it is landing...
be cautious...mobile needs to be switched off during flights.his cell was on flight/offline mode...
:):)

notice the shadow of the aircraft.....

the first time in a helicopter..

the first time i sat in a helicopter while going from katra to saanji chat in vaishno devi...a spritual place in himachal.
it was an amazing experience...
mind blowing!!!!!!
:):)

A song by maroon 5.......

Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else

I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I�ve had you so many times but somehow
I want more

I don�t mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved

Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get insecure
It doesn�t matter anymore

It�s not always rainbows and butterflies
It�s compromise that moves us along
My heart is full and my door�s always open
You can come anytime you want

I don�t mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved

I know where you hide
Alone in your car
Know all of the things that make you who you are
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls

Music is what feelings sound like:)

on 10th feb i was at the hotel claridges with my uncle for attending a seminar on keniya tourism....Though I was misplaced there,I was enjoying the experience.There I found a person called Steavens who was a piano player there.Seeing him I can really say he got magic in his fingers.
I approached him and was listening to a fantastic music piece.
when he stopped I just had an introduction and asked him if he could play a romantic song"hero" by enrique....well he smilingly accepted and played it for us....This one is dedicated to you...when he completed the piece...he said...hope you and everyone likes it...I just gave him an applaud ....:):)

AN ACQUAINTANCE.............

yesterday it was 9 in the morning when i jost woke up with a familiar voice,a person who sings abstract songs on the streets and collect money from households and passer bys as his living...certainly after a long time he happened to be in my colony singing the same songs....
this time I quicky got up from my bed went outside and filmed him.....
here is a small video of him.....


if you listen to full video...you will not be able to hear the last line.....here is it...daulat ke andhero mei tera bik gaya imaan...allah ke bande jara maa bap ko pehchaan...alaah ki nazron mei bada pare shabd insaan...

worked hard..but still hungry....

AS usual quiet many works to be completed...and lots of other stuff to do...this time even could'nt watch much of awaited movies like "Tum mile","2012","paa".....hope I am not going to miss "3 idiots" lol.....
this happened when on a usual day of mine i was returning home after work...in mind was going the story of "Avatar" and some of the worries regarding life...mean while I was looking for a conveyance to go back home..with little effort got a Rickshaw..but had to share it with a man who worked as labour in near by construction sites...I was on first instance not going to sit in that rickshaw...but i was saving 10 bugs so i hired and shared it with him...he was tired and was hungry too i guess...I was playing games on my cell when i heard him calling me with the name Bauji....and this is how i suddenly fell in a conversation with him...he with his low voice just started telling all what he did in that day...helping other labours in pulling carts to earn a living...working at a construction site..and also small work to clean 2 rooms of a house on wage basis...
Rs.10 for helping in pulling carts that provided him with a morning meal...Rs.50 for cleaning those two rooms that provided him with lunch...
and then no money for working at the construction site just because that Thekedar{builder} refused to pay him the money and said take your money tommorrow..{kal le jana...2 din bad aana}..I was listening to him that time ....I replied why didnt you oppose...why did'nt 2-3 of you gathered and asked for your pay..he said..bauji noone says anything when they are paid and one of them remains unpaid...
on the point when i said you must complain against him ....his answer was something that really shook me and made me feel bad..."jiske pass paisa hai police and law&order usi ka hai"[one who has money has the power too]
well i was quiet...he was hungry he said...and could not afford a dinner that day..his eyes were red....I found myself unable to help him out..i could easily provide him with a dinner that night...but I didnt...and I myself am unable to figure out the reason..
he being hungry was not his mistake or his luck or the conditions...the problem lies somewhere with the people like us..
i came back home quietly......and from next time...will see that someone like him working at my home or my place doesnt sleep without dinner....