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“ All our young lives we search for someone to love. Someone who makes us complete. We choose partners and change partners. We dance to a song of heartbreak and hope... all the while wondering if somewhere, somehow, there's someone perfect... who might be searching for us.” -- The Wonder Years "Medicine can suck u dry at times....its been books,books and more books since the past month or so....however,with the stress levels under control its been smooth sailing so far.....2 more 2 go and i'll be the 'free bird' that I always was....and there's something i've realised :the biggest of problems can be tackled,when there are others in the same boat as you.. DECEMBER 15TH,2010 -its been a year....its been a year since that  fateful train journey....... fateful,since I met you..... fateful,since you met me....... fateful,since you became my friend........ fateful because,I...... to know more about december 15th '09,read   trains,facebook etc life...

I had been sleeping......back to pune from pondicherry,we had been waiting for MT(military transport)@the railway station.....tired after a long journey,I had dozed off.... Some commotion woke me from slumber....I glanced @the digital clock overhead....24:13....dismissing it as a figment of my imagination,I was trying to doze back again when Panda who had been sleeping beside me said in his usual sleepy voice " आबे....टाइम देख"..... and I knew it wasn't a dream..... MAMATA DI ZINDABAD......

1)I thought I knew the difference between 'tees' and 'jerseys'....only 2 be proved wrong when I enetered AFMC ... or more correctly,when I moved to Pune, quite rightly dubbed 'THE OXFORD OF THE EAST' .... wearing a tee meant to absorb sweat on a sports field to malls, parties and any occasion whatsoever....its cool and fashionable,I've learnt...more so if u are an EPL fan... no rocket science this,just that some idiotic 'small town bhaiyya' needed 2 odd years 2 understand something this simple...                                                2)Heard it from a senior for the first time in JULY'08 during one of the famed 'orientation sessions'@AFMC ,sessions which have launched many a distinguished career in medicine..... Never knew it would become suc...

'LIFE'S JUST A HANDFUL OF SHORT STORIES PRETENDING TO BE A NOVEL'...... JUNE 2003,LABOUR-BEAUREAU BUS STOP,TATANAGAR ... It had been a typically hot and humid day..... slowly the weather had seemed to relent and the bus-stop which had nobody but a pariah dog as its sole occupant not too long ago was again teeming with passengers.....mostly children 4m a nearby school eager to go home,their chit-chatting bringing the place back to life....... some office-returnees,some college students and some auto-drivers eager 2 poach on the impatience of people waiting for the city bus completed the picture..... A small distance away stood two 14 year-olds from the same school ... Bags on their shoulders,they had been joking around 2 bide their time while waiting for the bus...one was a fat,plump,rolly-polly sumo called Ravi and the other was a lean and lanky fellow with cherubish looks,his looks being ample justification for his nickname 'GOLU'.... "hey!!look o...

Having watched 'slumdog millionaire'  till late in the night....i had been sleeping well after daybreak....and dreaming of a turnaround in my life akin to the one in Jamaal Malik-the chaiwallah's life.... my eyes open,i felt for my mobile only 2 find it switched off...."damn!!..low battery" i didn't have a wrist watch either.... I was on the Azad Hind Express.....going back home 4 a vacation.... Wondering where the train had reached,i was about 2 ask the guy sitting on the lower berth when i heard something familiar" kharaab chai!!...sabse kharaab chai....isse kharaab chai koi pila de toh paisa wapas" I smiled....4 finally i was in home territory..... P.S.-an usual sight on Indian trains,especially those passing through U.P. nd Bihar,the kharaab chaiwallah's chai  is anything but kharaab ...the label being just an unique strategy 2 grab eyeballs....nd boost sales...  Eastwards bound??...don't miss out on your cuppa of 'kha...