what a coincidence..!

31st dec 12

It was 24th Dec noon at around 08.00 pm. I was coming back from panvel to khopoli by a NMMT bus.

Actually That day my parents were going back to kankavli from mumbai by private bus. So I had decided that travel along with them from bhandup to panvel and from panvel, I will come to khopoli. As per given time, we reached thaneshwar travels office at  bhandup in time. But as usual bus was not in time. I asked about bus which was 9977 Jagdamba travels. After 10 mins we saw a bus approaching us which was titled as Jagdamba travels but number plate was showing 2577. I confirmed the bus number. we were looking at wrong bus then we had to wait for 15 more mins. And we entered in Jagdamba travels with bus no 9977. As per plan, I got down at Panvel, and picked up another bus for khopoli. whereas other member continued their journey for Kankavli.

I was trying to take nap in bus after continuous 10 days journey from khopoli to kanpur then Lucknow then delhi then mumbai for cousin's marriage and finely back to pavilion.
my eyes were closed. I was thinking about bus number 9977. May next moment I opened my eyes and saw a truck was crossing our bus with same number 9977. And a moment back I was thinking about same number. What a coincident..!!!
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wild growth of thoughts

Certain questions are good to stand alone in life. They dont need answers with them.

Let them go unaswered. If you try answer them, You are creating a forced route where they are not to be taken. Ultimatey it is going to hurt you only.
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Today evening,I opened my cupboard. I saw a conch (shankh) lying just behind the heap of cloth since last two years. And I was lost in days of yore.

I am standing on cliff of sentiments with zephyr of anguish and far away from life whose sweetness I have just tasted. But It was taste a drug to which I am badly addicted; unfortunately I am yet to realise it. And this addiction is going to convert into a disaster,was far away from my dreams also.

It was a fine evening on a seashore. Sun was about to touch the sea. Atmosphere was little tense; clouded with relunctant thoughts.

I was with one friend. He started narrating a story he had read in some book.

Actually I dont remember the story exactly but the crisp of the story which made it a life time memory for me that I do remember.

One beautiful looking girl was in love with a boy.The boy was very talented and carrier oriented. He used be very busy in his bussiness. He had no time for beautiful girl who was in love with him. He had not realise that there is something other than money and carrier where he need to look as well.

Due to some official work, he was on tour to Austrialia. One evening he was roaming on a seashore. He was knowing about the girl who was madly in love with him. May be the silent beauty of nature at that sea shore made him realise about her. This is time to spend with someone whose is waiting for him overseas. Without wasting time, he called the girl. And he confessed his feelings to her. She also got very excited the news; she was waiting it for long. Finally he asked what should I bring for you. Then girl asked; where are you.
He said on a seashore. And what do you have in your pocket. He said a match box.
The girl asked him bring some sand in match box.

Next moment I observed a person with bag full of conches; standing in front of me. Actually He was selling those. But conches were of no use for me. Hero of the story I had just heard; had a reason to take sand in match box for special person as a gift. And I don't know why I felt like buying one conch. Offering a gift like this to someone was a stupid joke. I had reason to take it but there was no right acceptor for my gift.Since then, conch is lying in cupboard.

10th Dec 2012
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