THE STRANGE STRANGERS' CONVERSATION

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2012...a new fresh start....:)....sry for bein away but have been really busy...wid UDAAN-ggu's annual magazine "of the students, for the students and by the students" and the musical band of GGU-"TARANG"....well..k i m dun wid d excuse...:P...;)...


Letz go on wid wat i have in mind.... :) ... a new thing to share...:)..n maybe food for your thought...


Well,this is about a conversation i had with a stranger today...:)...ya ya....i know...stranger sounds interesting...read till the end...trust me it was....:D

I have been seeing this person for a long tym but actually there had been no such thing lyk a conversation...juz a normal hi n hello...he is elder n i will reveal at the end...hw we are related...;)....suspense....:P...


Well...we had a short group conversation at one of my most frequently visited places in the univ....and had a laugh...that actually gave a lot of pain to my cheek n shred off a lot of pain n frustration off my heart...ya, we tokd abt thns that were n thns that are...n hw it happened...memories down the lane....n it seemed a beautiful journey...i went on n on n on ....n didn't know how to stop....a very strongly positive aura of four wonderful humans surrounded me...n the positivity, the fun n the rest was truly infectious.... so the tyms that had gone by...n the tyms we were talking abt....:)

Then we went on - in our own directions...dat were  different and abt an hour later...we catch a glimpse of each other at a totally different place...on the road....:P...roads that met...;)...and again in company of two new people...my frenz though..:)....then we went on....OMG,i gave a stranger a lift..:P...;)...not totally a stranger though...worth the risk....;)...


Then, stopping near his place we again  stood on the roads that were meant to diverge....(o'cos...)....was offered a cup of coffee but stranger= don't eat or drink nethn coming frm a stranger...;)....but that didn't kill the chatterboxes that were within us... so we went on talking about random issues...abt space and place....n learnt the difference...

"space is any empty volume but when that space is filled by people its a place..." 

we were talkin abt how people in a place drive that place progressively or regressively...and how commmenting on a place is not a just thing to do...


We talked abt many many many thns...fun laughter aura peer parents and everythn that affects life....We talked abt success and its meanings...n knew that every achieved feat gives a license to dream bigger...thns went from punjab to pune to bangalore to chandigarh to mumbai to delhi n then there was dis talk abt dilliwala n mumbaiwala....were during our strange stranger conversation we developed a logic abt why dilliwalas are dilliwalas and mumbaiwalas are mumbaiwalas...n do u wanna know????;)

hehe...may be it is because....:P....mumbai being the financial capital n glamour country...is a home for strugglers but delhi...is a politically correct capital of this amazing nation wid offices and hqs of innumerable depts. givin out govt. jobs in plenty...thus a home for secure people....maybe thats the diference...:P...;)..wat say?




well neways...after a lot of talk...n talks abt dreams n course of life...it was tym to farewell with this respectable stranger and wid smyls...n memories of a wonderful conversation ...i got bak home...:)....


P.S. me sahee me badi wali gapod hu...;)...:P


PK