tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341671092012-01-25T13:39:14.203-08:00amolnoreply@blogger.comBlogger381100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-14409332653950363702008-10-03T10:29:00.001-07:002008-10-03T10:29:17.452-07:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-1440933265395036370?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-58426714582831188972008-10-03T10:28:00.001-07:002008-10-03T10:28:50.495-07:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-5842671458283118897?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-26419775191362240832008-10-03T10:26:00.002-07:002008-10-03T10:27:03.288-07:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-7903208473433455474?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com55tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-29599988474999726492008-02-20T05:59:00.000-08:002008-02-20T06:00:02.529-08:00Friends,<br /><br />Because of some technical problem, I needed to change my blog URL...so I copied all the posts from older one to the newer one....<br /><br />New link is ... <a href="http://luckyduckwrites.blogspot.com">http://luckyduckwrites.blogspot.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-2959998847499972649?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-11873627129463312712008-02-13T04:25:00.000-08:002008-02-13T04:32:34.542-08:00Ek ke baad ek station aate gaye...raat ho gayi...so gaye...<br /><br />Subah 9 baje Bhusawal aaya...Papa, Mummy aur Nikhil utare...inka Bhusawal se Akola ka reservation Maharashtra Express se tha...mujhe Goa Express se hi Pune tak jana tha...<br /><br />Sab se vida li...train nikal padi...aage ka safar akele hi tay karna tha...<br /><br />Goa Express bahut hi fast hai...Daund station pe maine ek novel liya...<span style="font-weight:bold;">LoveStory</span> <span style="font-weight:bold;">by Erich Segal</span>...bahut hi famous novel hai...Novel padhte padhte Pune kab aaya pata hi na chala...<br /><br />Station se Kothrud jane wali PMT pakdi...Kal se wahi zindagi phirse shuru hone wali thi...9:30 pe office...aur wapsi kab hogi...iska pata nahi...kabhi 8 to kabhi 9 to kabhi 11 baje....<br /><br />Sachmuch...tour bada hi majedar raha...koi bhi taklif nahi hui thi kisi ko...nahi koi nuksan hua...haste khelte sab kuch dekhna ho gaya...kai dino se planning chal rahi thi...bahut maja aaya...... :) :) :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-1187362712946331271?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-326882689914078102008-02-13T03:36:00.000-08:002008-02-13T04:24:34.816-08:0025.06.07<br /><br />Subah ready huye...luggage pack kiya...Phogla aashram me nirantar path karne wali Matao ke darshan kiye...aur aashram se vida li...<br /><br />Taxi me baithke...Mathura aaye...hume Agra jana tha...pahle humne bus se Agra jane ka socha tha...lekin taxi me baithe ek Kakaji ki salah humne mani...unke mutabik kuch hi der me Tufan mail hai...wo bhi ussi se Agra ja rahe...<br /><br />Humara unluck usdin joro par tha...train bahut late thi...train ka intezaar kiya...ticket to hum pahle le hi chuke the...train aayi...hum logo ke pass luggage aur train ki bhid ke kaaran hum General boggie me nahi chadh paye...ek sleeper me hum sabhi sawar huye...<br /><br />Maine kaha na unluck joro pe tha...1 ghante ke safar me bhi...hum logo ko squad ne pakad liya...fine bharna pada...rakam to mujhe yaad nahi...<br /><br />Prepaid taxi leke hum log Agra bhraman karne nikal gaye...<br /><br />Sabse pahle hum pahuche...<span style="font-weight:bold;">Lal Kila</span>...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R7LbmJw9OVI/AAAAAAAAACk/21SjFFdNXAM/s1600-h/Dscn0285.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R7LbmJw9OVI/AAAAAAAAACk/21SjFFdNXAM/s320/Dscn0285.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166433171050150226" /></a><br /><br />Tez dhup me ghum rahe the...jaan pani pani ho rahi thi...<br /><br />Lal Kila me ek khidki hai...wahase Taj ka manoram najara dikhai deta hai...Shahjahan issi khidki se Taj ko banta dekhte the...<br /><br />Lal Kila...puri tarah lal pathhro se bana hai...bahut hi vishal hai...<br /><br />Kile ke bahar bane restaurant me humne lunch kiya...phir Taj ki or nikal pade...<br /><br />Taj...uske pravesh dwar se bahut dur...rikshe se jana padta hai...andar auto le jane ko manai hai...auto ke dhuwe se Taj ke paththaro pe daag padne ka khatra jo hai...<br /><br />Garm sangmarmar pe nange pair chalna pada...jaan hi nikal gayi...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R7LgVZw9OWI/AAAAAAAAACs/JNOXyABPNVU/s1600-h/Dscn0327.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R7LgVZw9OWI/AAAAAAAAACs/JNOXyABPNVU/s320/Dscn0327.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166438380845480290" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Taj...sundarta evum pyaar ka pratik...</span><br /><br />Photography ki...Taj ke kalash pe hath bhi rakha... ;) I mean...Taj ke kalash ke upar hath rakh ke trick photography ki...<br /><br />Taj ke pass ki hariyali par...ped ki chhav me kuch der baithe...uske baad hume railway station pahuchna tha...train Goa Express hume lene thik 6 baje jo aane wali thi...<br /><br />Samay ki kami ke karan hum log 1-2 points nahi dekh paye...<br /><br />Sabke liye...bahut sara Agra ka petha kharida...Station ke ComSum me maine aur Nikhil ne dosa liya...sabne thandi lassi li...train aayi...humlog sawar huye...<br /><br />Hum log...humara safar khatm karke...apne Ghar ki aur wapsi kar rahe the......<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-32688268991407810?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-15507289850775490602008-02-13T02:32:00.000-08:002008-02-13T03:36:05.415-08:0024.06.2007<br /><br />Subah ready huye...break fast kiya...nikale bus dhundhne...aashram se nikalte hi bus mil gayi...ticket tha Rs. 100...<br /><br />Sabse pahle hum pahuche...<span style="font-weight:bold;">Radhakund</span>...kund ke darshan kiye...lassi pi...<br /><br />Agla padav tha...Giriraj ji...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Giriraj Dharan ki Jay!!!</span><br /><br />Girirajji ki Parikrama ka apna alag mahatva hai...itni badi parikrama puri karne me kai din lagte hai...Giriraj ji ki ek Shila rakhi hai yahake mandir me...humne usiki parikrama ki...<br /><br />Wahase nikalkar...hum pahuche Barsane...yahaka mandir bahut hi uchai pe hai...budhe logo ke liye doli ki suvidha upalabdha hai...175 payriyan chadh ke hum log darshan ke liye pahuche...wapsi ke samay lassi ka aanand liye...kuch thandak mili...<br /><br />Is bus ka aakhri stop tha...Nandgaon...mandir me darshan kiye...waha ki kahani suni...aur chal diye...<br /><br />Phogla aashram pahuche...bhojan kiya...thode vishram ke baad ek auto me baithke pahuche Matura...<br /><br />Mathura me sabse pahle Krishna Janmbhumi pahuche...pravesh dwar pe bahut bhid thi...bhid ke bich me Hari poshakh pahne military adhikari bhi the...kadi suraksha thi waha...har aadmi ko 3 log aur 2 machines check karti thi...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R7LVr5w9OUI/AAAAAAAAACc/G0EGkHb8U44/s1600-h/Dscn0262.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R7LVr5w9OUI/AAAAAAAAACc/G0EGkHb8U44/s320/Dscn0262.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166426672764631362" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Krishna Janmabhumi ka Vishal Pravesh Dwar</span><br /><br />Yaha par...kai chhote mandir...ek gufa me basaye gaye hai...wo jail jisme Krishnaji ka janm hua tha...wo bhi vyavasthit hai...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Nand ghar aanad bhayo Jai Kanhaiyyalal ki!!!</span><br /><br />Yaha ki Radhe-Krishna ki jhanki bahut hi sundar lagi...camera bahar hi rakhwaya gaya tha...so sundarta ko kaid na kar saka...<br /><br />Mandir se nikalke chaat ka aanand liya...UP ki chaat aur MH ki chaat...bahut fark hai...UP ki chaat ki baat kuch aur hi hai...<br /><br />Iske baad <span style="font-weight:bold;">Dwarkadhish ke Mandir</span> pahuche...ye mandir bahut hi bhid wale sthan pe hai...ek to bahut bada market...aur chhoti si galli...bhid to hogi hi...<br /><br />Mandir ke darshan kiye...mummy ne ghar ke Kanha ke liye mukut liye...<br /><br />Mandir ke pass hi me...Vishram ghat hai...Yamunaji ke darshan kiye...boating ka maja liya...Yamuna ji ki aarti dekhi...<br /><br />Ab phirse apne padav pe lautna tha...Vrindvan ke Phogla aashram........<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-1550728985077549060?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-89962500297724864022008-02-13T01:06:00.000-08:002008-02-13T02:31:27.291-08:0023.06.2007<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Hey Krishna! Karunanidhe DinBandhu Jagatpate!!!</span><br /><br />Raat bhar ke safar ke baad hum log pahuche Krishna Janmabhumi Mathura...Mathura ke mukable jyada mandir Vrindavan me hai...to hum log a auto se Vrindavan ke liye nikale...Mathura-Vrindavan ki duri kuch 15km ki hi rahi hogi...<br /><br />Vrindavan me Phogla Ashram jo ki Raman Reti par sthit hai me aashray liya...ready hokar lunch kiye...bahut thake huye the to thodi neend bhi li...uske pashchaat 2 rikshe thahra ke hum log nikle Vrindavan ghumne...<br /><br />Vrindavan ke rikshaws kuch ajeeb hi lage...ek dum chhote chhote...seat to itni chhoti ke 2 aadmi bhi thik se na baith sake...aur to aur in rikhsaw me samne ki patli bhi nahi hoti...in rikhe walo ki 1 aur visheshta tum ko batadu...in rikhaw me ghanti nahi hoti...jab bhi koi bich me aaye...to ye log Radhe, Radhe aisi aawaj laga dete hai...<br /><br />Kya kahenge aap isse...??? Mai to isse <span style="font-weight:bold;">aseem bhakti evum nishtha</span> hi kahunga...<br /><br />Rikshaws me baithkar hum log ek ke baad ek mandir dekhne nikal pade...Vrindavan ke vividh mandir iss prakar...<br /><br />1. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Pagal Baba Ashram</span><br />2. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Banke Bihari Mandir</span> (Yaha Kanha ki Baal Murti ke darshan liye jaa sakte hai...Kanha ko najar na lage isliye mandir ka parda thode thode antaral ke baad band kiya jata hai...)<br />3. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Radha-Raman Mandir</span><br />4. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Radha-Damodar Mandir</span> (Iss Mandir ki Parikrama lagane pe Govardhan Parvat ki parikrama ka phal milta hai...)<br />5. <span style="font-weight:bold;">ISKCON Temple</span><br />6. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Rang Mandir</span><br />7. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Shish Mahal</span><br />8. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Nidhi Wan</span><br />9. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Govindji Mandir</span><br />10. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Radha Rani Mandir</span><br />11. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Kadam Ped</span><br />12. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Radha Tila<br /></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R7K_65w9OTI/AAAAAAAAACU/a7BgUd8u26g/s1600-h/Dscn0247.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R7K_65w9OTI/AAAAAAAAACU/a7BgUd8u26g/s320/Dscn0247.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166402741206858034" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />Tedhe khambo wala Radha-Govind Mandir</span><br />In sab mandiro ke darshan lete huye...Makhan Mishri...Lassi...Maal Pua...Rabri ka aaswad to hum le hi rahe the...<br /><br />Radhe-Krishna ki sajeev mudraye agar aapko dekhni ho to ISKCON mandir to aapko jana hi padega...koi bhi ISKCON Mandir lo...jaise Delhi...Mumbai...ya phir Vrindavan...in mandiro ki shobha bahut hi nirali hoti hai...yaha ke bhajan kirtan me badhiya aanand bhi aata hai...<br /><br />Haan...Vrindavan me bandaro bahut hai...khabardar...agar aapke pass Mobile, Chashma ya goggle hai to chhipa lijiye...bandar log rahne nahi denge...Radhe-Govindji ke mandir me ek bandar ne Papa ke khande pe chadh Papa ka chashma leke chala gaya tha... <br /><br />Ashram pahuche...dinner ka mood to kisi ka tha nahi...dudh liya aur so gaye........<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-8996250029772486402?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-90200615900206876782008-01-18T06:10:00.000-08:002008-02-12T05:31:07.979-08:0022.06.2007<br /><br />Din ki shuruwat huyi...Rishikesh ka saundarya aankhon me sama gaya...Wah!!! Prakruti ka anupam tohfa...aap bhi iska luft uthaiye...niche ki tasvir dekh kar... :-)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R5C3djCiPHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/xz4q5Kf1Muk/s1600-h/Dscn0197.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R5C3djCiPHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/xz4q5Kf1Muk/s320/Dscn0197.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156823291589180530" /></a><br /><br />Fatafat ready huye...humari School jisme hum ruke the wo Ram Jhule ke pass hi thi...Ram Jhula paar karke...waha ki ek tapri pe chay-suwali ka maja liya...<br /><br />Iske pashchaat humne Geeta Bhawan...Parmarth Niketan...Vanprasth Aashram...Swargashram...ye mandir dekhe...<br /><br />Baba Bhuthnath ka mandir kuch uchai pe tha...to hum log waha gaye nahi...Parmarth Niketan me bani 12 avtaaron ki jhakiyan evum kaanch ke mandir manmohak lage...<br /><br />Lunch...Chotiwala me kiya...Chotiwala naam ka bahut hi badhiya restaurant hai waha...yahaka vishesh aakarshan...restaurant ke baahar baithne wale Chotiwale hai...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R62mnpw9ORI/AAAAAAAAACE/m7ESJoRfTvo/s1600-h/Dscn0212.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R62mnpw9ORI/AAAAAAAAACE/m7ESJoRfTvo/s320/Dscn0212.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164967547820128530" /></a><br /><br />Lunch ke pashchaat...Neelkanth Mahadeo ke liye nikle...ye kuch 10-12 km ki duri pe hai...Uchi uchi pahadiyon ke bich Bholenath ka puratan mandir...karibi logo ki bahut shraddha hai uspar...<br /><br />Neelkanth ke dwar pe mattha tek kar nikle...taxi ke sabhi log aane baki the...pattharon par baithke intezaar jari tha...Neelkanth Mahadeo hum log ek local taxi se gaye the...<br /><br />Wahase lautne ke baad...Laxman jhula...11 manjila mandir dekha...Mandir ke bhitar hum log gaye nahi...bahut thake huye jo the...<br /><br />Lautkar packing ki...mai aur Papa...bus stop jakar...Mathura ki bus ke liye inquiry karke aaye...<br /><br />Parmarth niketan dwara ki jane wali Ganga Arti ke baare me Samta Mausi se kafi kuch suna tha...uske darshan lene baki the...Parmarth niketan pahuche...Nikhil ka Gangaji me nahane ka bahut mann tha...usne apni jidd puri ki...<br /><br />Parmarth Niketan ke saare anuyayi aarti ke pahle bhajan-kirtan karte hai...Yagya bhi kiya jaata hai...hawan ke pashchaat aarti ki jaati hai...visheshta to iss baat ki hai ke Pancharti har aadmi ke haath me di jaati hai taki wo bhi apni Gangaji ki aaradhna kar sake...bahut aanand aaya aarti karke...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R7GfO5w9OSI/AAAAAAAAACM/rPRqw90IOt8/s1600-h/Dscn0235.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R7GfO5w9OSI/AAAAAAAAACM/rPRqw90IOt8/s320/Dscn0235.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166085325943814434" /></a><br /><br /><br />Aarti ke baad...school pahuche...hum log school me hi ruke the...luggage liya...bus stop pahuche...Mathura humara intezaar kar raha tha......<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-9020061590020687678?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-20249962326565029142008-01-17T05:00:00.000-08:002008-01-17T06:02:57.485-08:0021.06.07<br /><br />Subah jaldi ready hoker ke breakfast kiya...fatafat Indica me sawar huye...Indica pahlese hi book ki huyi thi...ab sidhe Haridwar pahuchna tha...<br /><br />Delhi ke traffic ko paar kiya...lekin Faridabad tak gadi 30km/hr ki raftar se jyada chal nahi saki...road pe traffic bahut tha...<br /><br />Jaise hi Uttaranchal ki shuruwat huyi...mausam kuch thanda lagne laga...pure khet me lahlahati fasal manmohak lag rahi thi...hawa ek ajeebsi khushboo liye thi...<br /><br />Haridwar kuch 10 km ki duri par tha...meri najar ek building pe padi...naam tha <span style="font-weight:bold;">Patanjali Yoga Sansthan...</span>Mummy-Papa bole nahi rukte...mai bola...Chalo dekh lenge...aakhir RamdeoBaba ka naam bahut famous hai...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R49TmzCiPEI/AAAAAAAAABk/llE1WaaabBo/s1600-h/Dscn0150.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R49TmzCiPEI/AAAAAAAAABk/llE1WaaabBo/s320/Dscn0150.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156432024363482178" /></a><br /><br />Patanjali Institute...bahut hi badi jagah me faila hua tha...puri jagah me lawn, fountains, statues building ki shobha badha rahe the...Patanjali ki Vishal murti darshako ka man moh leti thi...<br /><br />Institute me marijon ko free me check kiya jata hai...dawai ke paise lagte hai...<br /><br />Yaha se nikalkar ab Haridwar pahuchna tha...<br /><br />Har ki Paudi pahuche...Ganga maiyya ke darshan kiye...Ganga Mandir me puja ki...<br /><br />Haridwar me...Mansa Mata aur Chandika Mata ke mandir pahadi pe bane hai...yaha jane ke liye Udan Khatolon ki madad li ja sakti hai..<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R49WXzCiPFI/AAAAAAAAABs/VeplFBYoH8s/s1600-h/Dscn0171.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R49WXzCiPFI/AAAAAAAAABs/VeplFBYoH8s/s320/Dscn0171.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156435065200327762" /></a><br /><br />Humne...Rs. 152 me combo pass li...jisme dono mandir Udan Khatolo me baith ke ja sakte hai...aur to aur 2 mandir ke bich transportation bhi ho jata hai...Udan Khatole ki service Usha Breko Ltd. dwara di jati hai...humne 2no mandir ke darshan kiye...<br /><br />Haridwar me...aur bhi kai mandir the...jaise Pawan Mandir...Bharat Mata mandir...ShantiKunj...lekin Gangaji ki aarti ka samay ho chuka tha...to hum log sidhe Har ki Paudi pahuche...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R49fozCiPGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/OD3w8zXVyWw/s1600-h/Dscn0185.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R49fozCiPGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/OD3w8zXVyWw/s320/Dscn0185.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156445252862753890" /></a><br /><br />Sachmuch...itna Vishal Jansamuh...eksaath...haath me Deep liye...Gangaji ki aarti kar raha...ye drishya bahut hi lubhawna lagta hai...humne bhi aarti ki...apne apne deepak ko Gangaji me bahav diya...<br /><br />Haridwar se Rishikesh kuch 10-15 km ki duri par hi hai...waha jake rukna tha...<span style="font-weight:bold;">Hari ke Dwar</span> se nikale...Rishikesh pahuche...ek school me room liya...school ka naam tha...<span style="font-weight:bold;">Aadarsh Sanskrit Vidyalay</span>...undino...chhuttiyan chal rahi thi...isliye schoolo me room diye jate the...<br /><br />Bahar ke restaurant me dinner kiya...aur so gaye........<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-2024996232656502914?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-331954029317901672008-01-16T05:24:00.000-08:002008-01-17T06:13:53.825-08:00Delhi pahuchte hi...Paharganj ki Ajanta Hotel me room li...fresh huye...Paharganj me hotels ki kami nahi hai...pure area me hotel hi hotel hai...<br /><br />Pass hi ke ek restaurant me jake dinner kiya...phir so gaye....<br /><br />20.06.07<br /><br />Subah jaldi jaag kar ready huye...waise to Delhi pahle bhi ghuma hua tha...lekin naye points dekhne the...Papa aur maine jaker, Delhi site-seeing ke liye Indica book ki...<br /><br />Break fast kiya...aur Indica me sawaar hoke...nikal pade Delhi dekhne...<br /><br />Delhi bahut garm thi...subah 10 baje bhi garmi ke mare bura haal ho raha tha...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Ee hai Delhi nagariya Tu dekh babua...</span><br /><br />Sabse pahle pahuche...ISKCON temple...mujhe ISKCON temple bahut hi pasand aate hai...khass kar wahaki murtiyan...bahut sajeev lagti hai...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R44ImzCiPDI/AAAAAAAAABc/NwYW9OXvhPs/s1600-h/Dscn0139.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R44ImzCiPDI/AAAAAAAAABc/NwYW9OXvhPs/s320/Dscn0139.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156068086014688306" /></a><br />Yaha ke animation show ke baare me Reetesh se kaafi kuch suna tha...wahapar Geetasaar par aadharit Vaidic Pradarshani bahut hi sachchi evum manohari pratit huyi...ticket tha Rs. 40...<br /><br />Iske pashchaat...hum log pahuche Metro train ke Appughar stop pe...AppuGhar humne last Delhi visit me dekha hi tha...driver ne hume samajha diya tha...ke humko Zandewalan stop tak jana hai...waha utarkar Vishal Bajarang Murti ke pass rukna hai...<br /><br />Metro train bahut hi pyaari lagi...fully automated train...har station pe apne aap doors khulte aur band hote the...station aane se pahle suchna di jaati thi...ke agla station kaunsa hai evum station left/right side me hai...<br /><br />Zandewalan station ke pass...ek Bajarangbali ki Vishal murti hai...uske darshan kiye...usi murti ke andar aur mandir bane hai...<br /><br />Uske pashchaat...karol bagh pahuche...waha ke ek restaurant me lunch kiya...Karol bagh bahut hi bada market hai...waha se sab bachchon ke liye school/tution bags kharide...yaha har badi/chhoti dukan me bargain hota hai...<br /><br />Ek majedar wakya sunata hoon...Mummy ek imitation jewelry shop gayi...waha chudiyan dekhi...Mummy ko wo pasand to aayi...lekin Mummy ne socha ke achchi niklegi ya nahi...to nahi leti...chudiyon ka rate Rs 600 tha...to Mummy ne Rs. 400 me hi maanga...yah sochkar ke wo nahi dega...lekin wo shopkeeper Rs.400 me dene me ready ho gaya... :-) ...phir kya tha...Mummy ne Rs. 400 ka risk le hi liya...<br /><br />Ab hume jana tha...Akshardham temple...yaha par photography allowed nahi hai...isliye i don't have any photographs...<br /><br />Akshardham temple...bahut hi Vishal hai...Swami Narayanji ke jeevan par aadharit vividh karyakram bhi yaha pesh kiye jaate hai...yaha ka pramukh aakarshan Musical Fountains hai...mandir me entry to free hai ...lekin waha ke karyakram dekhne ki alag alag tickets hai...<br /><br />Akshardham se lautkar...hum phir pahuche Paharganj...Hotel Ajanta se hum subah hi check out kar chuke the...iss baar Hotel Maharani me room liya...raat bhi ruk ke subah Haridwar-Rishikesh ki or jana tha...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-33195402931790167?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-66936068353416528682008-01-12T06:12:00.000-08:002008-01-12T06:41:36.987-08:0019.06.2007<br /><br />Subah jaldi uthakar...phataphat sab log ready huye...Khatu Shyamji ki Shringar aarti ke darshan jo karne the...Aarti ke darshan kiye...kitna sunahara mauka tha...iss baar<br />Khatu Shyamji ki Shayan evum Shringar in dono aartiyon ke darshan huye the...<br /><br />Mandir ke bahar aa kar...Tea-Coffee li...aur chal diye Jaipur ki or...car me pura luggage pahle hi saja liya tha...<br /><br />Waise to Jaipur kai baar ghuma hua tha...lekin phir bhi in 5-6 salon me jo kuch naya bana hoga wo dekhna tha...aur thodisi shopping bhi karni thi...<br /><br />Jaipur pahuchte hi...sabse pahle Akshardham (Swami Narayan Mandir) dekha...ye Vishal evum Khoobsurat mandir, Jaipur ke Vaishali area me Swami Narayan Trust ne hi banwaya hai...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R4jOZzCiPCI/AAAAAAAAABU/2nO75eN8a1s/s1600-h/Dscn0071.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R4jOZzCiPCI/AAAAAAAAABU/2nO75eN8a1s/s320/Dscn0071.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154596716118424610" /></a><br /><br />Iske pashchat hum logone...Birla Mandir...Motidungri ke Ganeshji...HawaMahal (baharse)...Galtaji...Govindji ka Mandir dekha...<br /><br />Govindji ke Mandir ke pass bane ek restaurant me lunch liya...iske baad...Baapu Market...Johari Market...Badi Sadak Market dekhe...Mummy ne Bapu Market se 2 saareeyan li...aur Nikhil ke liye 2 dress...No dress for me!!! :-(<br /><br />In marketon me bani saari dukane Pink color ki hi hai...isiliye Jaipur ko Pink City bhi kaha jata hai...<br /><br />Ab bhi humari train ko bahut waqt tha...to humne bacha samay Kanak Vrindavan Gardan me bitane ka socha...waha jakar dekha...to aise laga...ye koi gardan nahi balki lawn se bhi battar jagah hai...upar se Suraj to qahar dhha hi raha tha...<br /><br />Train ke samay ke thik 1:30 ghante pahle hum log nikle...raste me Signal pe bana Peacock garden dekha...jo Kanak Vrindavan se bhi HaraBhara pratit hua...<br /><br />Jaipur me dekhne layak anya sthaan...Amar fort...Jantar Mantar...Craft Museum...Nehru Rose Garden...Albert Museum.....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-6693606835341652868?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-6542945446762167922008-01-11T06:35:00.000-08:002008-01-17T06:12:16.069-08:0018.06.2007<br /><br />Subah 6 baje Mummy ne hum sab ko jaga diya...subah mataji ke darshan jo karne the...fatafat hum sab taiyyar huye...aur mataji ke charno me pahuch gaye...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Hum Teri Sharan me aa gaye...</span><br /><br />Aarti ki taiyyari chal rahi thi...aarti huyi...uske paschat hum logo ne Mangal path kiya...Ghee-Chawal ka prasad liya...<br /><br />Uske baad...apni car (are bhai...bhade ki!!!)...me baithe...aur Kajal Shikhar ki or chal diye...ab kajal shikhar tak car chali jati hai...8-10 saal pahle to puri pag-<br />dandiya chadh ke jana hota tha...<br /><br />Apne bhai se jhagda hone ke baad...Mataji yaha aakar khub roye the...uss samay unki aankhon se kajal nikla tha...is liye is jagah ko...Kajal Shikhar kahte hai...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R4eFszCiPBI/AAAAAAAAABM/HCbNbTJ6cbE/s1600-h/Dscn0052.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R4eFszCiPBI/AAAAAAAAABM/HCbNbTJ6cbE/s320/Dscn0052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154235303210400786" /></a><br /><br />Kajal shikhar...se kuch duri pe JeenWaas hai...waha bhi gaye...waha par bani jhopdiyon me photography ki...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R4eBMTCiO_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/WekI5AmDivY/s1600-h/Dscn0044.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R4eBMTCiO_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/WekI5AmDivY/s320/Dscn0044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154230346818141170" /></a><br /><br />Uske pashchaat...niche aaker Chay-coffee-suwali ka luft uthaya...apna saaman gadi me dala...aur thik 8:45 pe Salasarji ke liye prasthan kiya...<br /><br />Salasarji pahuchne ke baad...sarvapratham darshan liye...phir Samosa-Kachaudi se apni bhuk ko shaant kiya...saath me Nimbu ki shikanji to thi hi...<br /><br />Wahase nikalkar...hum log 2 Jati Balaji pahuche...darshan kiye...aur phir pahuche Dhandhan...Dhandhan Mamaji ke kuldevi ka sthaan hai...Tida-Gela maiyya ye 2 bahano ka<br />mandir hai...Mandir ke darshan leke hum logon ne lunch kiya...lunch ka menu tha...Bhendi-Aloo-Baigan ki sabjiya...aur roti ke saath papad...Dhandhan me Mor Darshan kiye...ek kamra liya aur dophar ki neend li...<br /><br />Uske pashchaat...hume Jhunjhanoo pahuchna tha...Jhunjhanoo me darshan kiye...tat pashchaat Petis+Panipuri+IceGola ka aanand uthaya...(aap ye to nahi soch rahe na...ke hum log kitna khate the...???)...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R4eDkTCiPAI/AAAAAAAAABE/cPT_RboeAMI/s1600-h/Dscn0062.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R4eDkTCiPAI/AAAAAAAAABE/cPT_RboeAMI/s320/Dscn0062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154232958158257154" /></a><br /><br /><br />Jhunjhanoo se nikle...ab Khatu (Shyam baba ke dware) pahuchna tha...<br /><br />Driver sahab ka swabhav achchha tha...Khatu ke raaste me padne wale 2 mandiro...Ghodiwara Balaji mandir evum Siddheshwar Mahadeo mandir ke darshan unhone swatah karwaye...<br /><br />Khatu pahuchne ke baad...Shyam baba mitra mandal ki dharmshala me ek room liya...apna pura luggage car se utar kar room me rakha...aur phir darshan ke liye nikal <br />pade...kitna sunahara mauka tha...Shayan aarti chal rahi thi...aarti huyi...darshan kiye...bahar aaker ice cream khayi...khane ke liye pet me jagah to thi hi nahi...room pe bistaro pe pad gaye..........<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-654294544676216792?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-37847394448108936532008-01-10T06:11:00.000-08:002008-01-10T22:02:15.550-08:0017.06.2007<br /><br />Itarasi se nikale...phir raat to ho hi rahi thi...sabhi ne apni apni berth lapki...aur so gaye...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Subah</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" > Kota</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> station pe chay-dudh liya...apne pass ki Suwali...Chuda...wagairah ka aanand liya....train late pe late hoti hi ja rahi thi...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Aakhir Jaipur ne hume darshan de diye...dopahar 1 baje hum logo pahuche...pure 7 ghante late...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Jaipur station ke retiring room me hi hum log fresh huye...station ke pass ke restaurant se mai aur Papa jaker lunch ka parcel leke aaye...menu tha...</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >Dalfry...Kaju Curry...Raita...aur haan...rotiyan aur papad bhi the...<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">Ek Indica (Swadeshi) hire ki...aur nikal pade...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Sabse pahle hum log pahuche Dixitji ke yaha...we Jeenmataji ke param bhakt hai...unhone Jeenmataji ka mandir Jaipur me banwaya hai...kai baar Deepak chacha ka unse phone pe wartalap hua hai...wo humara intezaar hi kar rahe the...</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R4cFvTCiO-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fwpZC2jDG_k/s1600-h/Dscn0040.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R4cFvTCiO-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fwpZC2jDG_k/s320/Dscn0040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154094608671718370" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Panditji apne bachchon ke saath...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Unse baat chit ki...bade hi nek aadmi malum pade....4 baje mandir ke pat khule...darshan...pooja ki...wo bole prasadi (bhojan) liye bagair nahi jane dunga...phir kya tha...wohi ruke rahe...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Shaam me aarti hui...uske baad prasadi li....aur phir unse bida li...hume Jaipur se Jeenmata ji ke dwar pahuchna tha...raat me thik 10:30 pe hum log Jeenmata pahuche...dharmashala me room liya...aur thodi der baad so gaye....</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" ></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-3784739444810893653?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-66191149560336055352007-12-30T04:25:00.000-08:002007-12-30T21:58:00.619-08:00<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">2:30 baj chuke the...pet me chuhe kud rahe the...khana jamke khaya...parcel food ka menu bhi kuch khass hi hota hai...baigan ki sabji...dry besan...2-3 type ke achar...namkin....maaja aa gaya...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Lunch ke baad...PowerNap to jaruru hoti hai...to phir kya tha...? Sabne apni apni berth lapaki aur so gaye...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Mai 5:30 pe jaaga...Itarsi aane me ab bhi kafi waqt tha...Itarsi me Swati Mausi rahti hai...wo station pe aanewali thi...Itarsi ke pahle kafi baarish thi...to Mummy ko laga ke unko faltu bhigna padega...jaise hi Itarsi aaya...waha baarish ka namo-nishan na tha...</span><br /><br /><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R3iEETCiO8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pZDtTiDw3LU/s1600-h/Dscn0034.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R3iEETCiO8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pZDtTiDw3LU/s320/Dscn0034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150011383263411138" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Itarsi me Swati Mausi, Anil Mausaji aur Mahika aaye...unhone Bread-Butter...Dudh...aur kaafi kuch laya tha...train 10 minute ruki...fatafat dudh wagairah liya...train ke siren ke saath humne prasthan kiya......</span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-6619114956033605535?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-8005827713487626712007-12-30T03:57:00.000-08:002007-12-30T22:09:04.173-08:00To subah 9 bajkar 20 minute pe hum logon ne SantraNagri me pravesh kiya...Railway station platform pe pahuchte hi pata chala ke <span style="font-weight: bold;">Train No. 2969 CBE-Jaipur Exp apne nirdharit samay se thik 30 min ki deri se chal rahi hai....</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Hum sabhi platform no. 1 pe pahuche...jaha pe train aane wali thi...fresh hokar Chay-coffee-Suwali ka maja liya...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R3iHAjCiO9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ynqEB1Qmv88/s1600-h/Dscn0024.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/R3iHAjCiO9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ynqEB1Qmv88/s320/Dscn0024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150014617373785042" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /><br />30 min...phir dedh ghanta...dedh se dhai...train late hote gayi...maine call karke Sujay aur Kunal ko bulaya...wo <span style="font-weight: bold;">SSGMCE</span> me mujhse 2 saal junior the...maine to sirf un 2 logon ko call kiya tha...lekin humari puri team hi station par aa dhamki...phir baaton ka silsila chal pada...College ki yaadein ek baar phir taro-taza ho gayi...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Mummy ne hum sab logon ko Aam bandarkar diye...Juniors bol rahe the...Sirjee...college me ab wo maja nahi raha...Khair...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Train late thi to Papa-Mummy aur Nikhil...pass wale <span style="font-weight: bold;">Tekdi Ganesh Mandir</span> ke darshan karne gaye...mai apne saaman ki surksha hetu station par hi ruka...mere saath meri puri team to thi hi...garmi se raahat pane ke liye Coke liya...platform pe ek ke baad ek traine aakar ja rahi thi...humari sawari ko aane ab bhi 30 min baaki the...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Isi bich Sujay logon ne humse bida li...thik 1:45 pe train ka balkhate hue aagman hua...jyada bhid nahi thi...aaram se pura luggage train me chadhhaya aur apni seats pe virajman hue...thik 2 baje train ne prasthan kiya.....</span><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-800582771348762671?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-3601704598493797692007-12-05T07:56:00.000-08:002007-12-30T04:17:08.443-08:00Akola ki raah hone ke kaaran...mobile ki chikh-chillahat ke pahle hi meri neend tut chuki thi...karib 3:15 huye the...puri train me ghana andhera chhaya hua tha...TTE sahab pass ke station se chadhe logon ki tickets ek batti ki maddhim roshni me jaanch rahe the...isi bich train ek station pe ruki...station ka naam tha <span style="font-weight: bold;">Shegaon</span> :-)<br /><br />Shegaon ka mere jeevan me bahut hi ahum sthaan hai...aakhir yaha par maine apne jeevan ke 4 varsh bitaye hai...iss gaon ne mujhe bahut kuch diya hai...mujhe Computer Engineer bana ke hi chhoda isne...Shegaon ka naam padhte hi un 4 saalon ki yaadein ek chal chitra ke bhaanti mere aankhon ke saamne tair gayi...Shegaon ke station pe milne wali <span style="font-weight: bold;">TR Sharma ki kachaudiyan...</span>waah...mooh me paani aa gaya...<br /><br />Udhar Akola me...sab log station pe pahuch chuke the...signal weak hone ke kaaran baat nahi hui...maine Papa ko message kiya...k <span style="font-weight: bold;">Reachin der in 20mins..rite nw @Shegaon...</span>train 15 minutes late ho chuki thi...<br /><br />Akola station pe...Mummy, Papa aur Nikhil ko chhodne Kannu Mamaji aur Bichwale Naniji aaye the...pura luggage train me sajaya...Mamaji mere liye chay leke aaye the...maine chay li...Mamaji aur Naniji ko pranam kiya...aur kuch hi samay me Akola se vida li...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hum log nikal pade the...apne jeevan ki bhag daud se churaye huye palon ko yaadgaar banane.........</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-360170459849379769?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-12226927504454403942007-12-02T08:06:00.000-08:002007-12-30T04:25:26.896-08:00<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Subah se ek sarikhi bhag daud chal rahi thi...ab kahi mujhe chain mila tha...ab </span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >Akola</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> tak ka safar mujhe </span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >Akele</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> hi tay karna tha...<br /><br />Mai...Nikhil...Papa aur Mummy...outing ke liye nikale the...Rajasthan...Uttaranchal evum UttarPradesh jaane ka plan tha...<br /><br />Pichhle ek mahine se planning...info gathering...reservation...packing ye sab chal raha tha...<br /><br />Ye sab sochte sochte...<span style="font-weight: bold;">Daund</span> kab aaya pata hi nahi chala...maine Ice-Cream li...phir ek business magazine leke upar ki birth pe ja baitha...<br /><br />Akola...subah 4 baje aana tha...waha se Mummy...Papa aur Nikhil train me chadhne wale the...maine apne cell me 3:45 ka alarm lagaya aur nidradhin ho gaya...<br /><br /><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-1222692750445440394?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-9679452197109515792007-11-29T08:10:00.000-08:002007-11-30T07:50:33.287-08:0015th June'07<br /><br />Ghadi...aaj kuch jyada hi raftar se daud rahi thi...aur uthi hi tez raftar se mujhe ek se ek important kaam yaad aa rahe the jo mujhe office se nikalne se pahle pure karne the...jaise...time-sheet submission...Self Appraisal...Weekly/Daily Excel sheet...issue ke final analysis ka mail...aur sabse important Leave Application.....<br /><br />Haan...din tha Friday ka...aur mujhe office se 3 baje hi nikalna tha...05:20 ki PUNE-NGP Superfast jo pakadni thi...<br /><br />Jaise taise saare kaam pure kiye...Rajib (Mere TL) se baat ki ...aur thik 3 baje office ko Bye kiya....<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Office ke khatm aur baahar ke shuru huye...</span><br /><br />Mithai leni thi...HDFC se ICICI balance transfer karana tha...socha flat pe jaane se pahle sab karlu...lekin naakam...mithai ke liye Chitale Bandhu ki saari dukane band thi...aur balance transfer ke liye mere pass check na tha...phir kya...??? Flat pe pahucha...apne Mandir ko Chuna lagaya :P...packing to pahle se hi hui thi...Reetesh ko jagaya...wo mujhe station chhodne aane wala tha...<br /><br />Phir Reetesh ki khatra (khataara) Activa pe hum 3 (mai...Reetesh aur mera bag) sawar huye...aur chal diye station ki or...raste me ICICI ke ATM me check drop kiya...Garware Square wale Chitale Bandhu se mithai aur khakre kharide...<br /><br />Station par pahuchne par waha ke famous Shiv-Kailash dudh ka aanand liya...(Reetesh mujhe free me to station pe chhodne wala hi nahi tha na...)...Train platform pe khadi humari raah dekh rahi thi...<span style="font-weight: bold;">Pune se chalkar Nagpur ki or jaanewali train 2135 ne apne nirdharit samay se 5 min deri se prasthan kiya...<br /><br /></span>Train ki gati ke saath barish ki fuhare bhi jamin pe padne lagi...<span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-967945219710951579?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-9707940278727818742007-11-29T07:46:00.000-08:002007-11-29T08:25:16.962-08:00<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Last post dated 31st March'07...baap re baap...fianancial year end....uske baad kabhi posting nahi...sahi...bahut ho gaya...aaj se mere dimag ka bloggy-kida jaag gaya hai...1st April ke baad aaye saare vakaye post karna mai start kar raha hoon...bach ke rahna..........<br /><br />Chalo...to start karte hai humari June mahine ki family outing ke saath...<br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-970794027872781874?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-31604968111772505902007-03-31T23:40:00.000-07:002007-03-31T23:54:13.802-07:00<span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;" ><o:p></o:p></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;" >Boriyat ya susti se chhutkara pane ke liye aksar mai <span style="font-weight: bold;">NDA Road</span> ka sahara liya karta hoon…The road full of LiFE….full of Energy…full of Beauty…aur na jaane kya kya…<o:p></o:p></span> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;" >Agar aap kisi shaam iss road se gujare ho to aap samajh hi chuke hoge…….<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;" ><o:p></o:p>Aur jab bhi mai uss Bhuttewali ko Sweet Corn ke bhutte bhunte dekhta hoon…to mujhse raha hi nahi jaata…Temptation pe kaabu paana <st1:place st="on"><st1:state st="on">maine</st1:state></st1:place> to kabhi sikha hi nahi….<o:p></o:p><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;" >Shaniwar ka din tha…maine ek Bhutta liya aur jaa baitha pass me bani Puliya pe…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;" ><o:p></o:p>Ye road Chandni Chowk se NDA (<st1:place st="on"><st1:placename st="on">National</st1:placename> <st1:placename st="on">Defense</st1:placename> <st1:placetype st="on">Academy</st1:placetype></st1:place>) ki or jaata hai…shaam ke samay kaafi log Evening Walk karte nazar aate hai…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;" ><o:p></o:p>Ek couple…jo apni Chalisi paar kar chuka tha…apni beti ke saath Evening walk ke liye nikla tha….(ye sab andazza <st1:place st="on"><st1:state st="on">maine</st1:state></st1:place> unka aapsi samanjasya aur unka pehrav dekh ke lagaya hai)…..<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;" ><o:p></o:p>Wo Tino aaye aur mere pass ussi Puliya par baith gaye…wo apne wartalap me mashgul the…achanak uss ladki ne uss aadmi se puchha….<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;" ><o:p></o:p><span style="font-weight: bold;">“Dad, how many Girl Friends did you have…?”</span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;" ><o:p>I</o:p>ss sawal se ek baat confirm hui…ke wo ladki unki beti hi hai….lekin sawal se uss aadmi se jyada bada shock to mujhe laga tha…ladki ne to sidhe Bouncer hi feka tha…..<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;" ><o:p></o:p>“7-8 Astil…”<span style="font-style: italic;">(7-8 rahi hogi)</span> Uncleji ne <span style="font-weight: bold;">Marathi </span>me jawab diya…Shayad unhone socha ho<span style="font-weight: bold;"> English </span>me puchhe gaye sawal ka jawab agar Marathi me du to aage aur sawal puchhe na jaye…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;" ><o:p></o:p>Itna to achchha tha ke Ladki ki Mataji apne Cell pe busy thi…wo kuch <span style="font-weight: bold;">Gujarathi</span> me batiya rahi thi…wo in sab baton se bekhabar thi……matlab Uncleji ka Love Marriage hi tha….<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;" >Issi bich ladki ne ek In-Swinger dala….lekin iss baar Marathi me….<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;" ><o:p></o:p>“Tyapaiki kiti janinna tumhi Driving shikawili…?”<span style="font-style: italic;">(unmese kitno ko aapne driving sikayi?)</span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;" ><o:p></o:p>Iss baar Uncleji ne thoda Defensive rukh apnate huye jawab diya…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;" ><o:p></o:p>“Tujhya Aaila sodun saglyana…”<span style="font-style: italic;">(Tumhari Mummy ko chhodkar sabhi ko)</span><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;" ><o:p></o:p>Mai to ab Full Toss bhi jhelne ke kabhil nahi tha…mera Bhutta bhi khatm ho chuka tha…mai apni Bubbly ke saath chal diya apni Manzil ki or…….<o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-3160496811177250590?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-68216415352678466972007-02-25T07:50:00.000-08:002007-07-21T01:52:55.163-07:00<span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Tour-De-Rajasthan</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> <p><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Ram Ram Saa…………ma…Priya...or Bindiya…Poona ka Marwad gaya tha…...Haan ji…the barabar hi bachya…Marwad gaya tha Marwad…Sair Karbane…Haathi…Ghoda...Oot ki sawari karbane………..<br /><br />Poona</span></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:Verdana;"> ka Marwad….???</span></span></p> <p><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Ha…thane bero koni…??? Poona ma bhi ek Chotoso…Sundarso…Marwad basyo ha…jikako naam ha…<span style="font-weight: bold;">Chokhi~Dhani</span>…<br /></span></span></p><p><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/ReHHMRridAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AGIjLFd6oB8/s1600-h/IM000823.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0vAsdA8c2-0/ReHHMRridAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AGIjLFd6oB8/s320/IM000823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035524872095298562" border="0" /></a><br /></p><p><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Naya Saal ko swaagat karbane…mhe Chokhi~Dhani gaya tha…Khub masti karyaa…Mehandi Kadaya…Oot pa baithya…Kathputhli, Kalbeliya or Bhopa-Bhopi ko naach dekhya…Matka banaya…Dhol bajaya…Hukko piya…Rajsthani gana pa jhumya…apno Bhavishya janya…Dal-Baati Churma ki rasoi dhaap ka jimya…Bajra ki roti ko swaad chaakhya…Panghat pa paani piya………</span></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Maharashtra<script><!-- D(["mb","</span></span><span><span> ri\nDharti pa…Rajasthani Sanskriti ri anubhuti le aaya………..</span></span></p>\n\n<p><span><span> </span></span></p>\n\n<p><span><span><img></span></span></p>\n\n<div>\n\n<p><span><span> </span></span></p>\n\n</div>\n\n<div>\n\n<p><span><span>Thanks and Regards</span></span></p>\n\n</div>\n\n<p><span><span>Amol Agrawal</span></span><span><span> </span></span></p>\n\n<p><span><span>3M PS Sourcing Team</span></span></p>\n\n<p><span><span>PSTN: 020-40051549 VNet: 23849 Cell:\n094234-35047</span></span><span><span></span></span></p>\n\n<p><span><span> </span></span></p>\n\n</div>\n\n</div>\n\n\n\n<table><tr><td><span>This e-mail and any files transmitted with it are for the sole use of the intended recipient(s) and may contain confidential and privileged information.<br />\nIf you are not the intended recipient, please contact the sender by reply e-mail and destroy all copies of the original message.<br />\nAny unauthorised review, use, disclosure, dissemination, forwarding, printing or copying of this email or any action taken in reliance on this e-mail is strictly<br />\nprohibited and may be unlawful.<br />\n</span></td></tr></table>\n<table>",1] ); //--></script></span></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:Verdana;"> ki Dharti pa…Rajasthani Sanskriti ki anubhooti le aaya………..</span></span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/meetagree/sets/72157600932930326/"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Chitra Pradarshani</span></span></span></a></p><p style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Visit <a href="http://www.chokhidhanipune.com/">Chokhi-Dhani,Pune</a> Homepage to know more...</span><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-6821641535267846697?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-60556227060936184312007-02-25T02:37:00.000-08:002007-02-25T09:25:32.623-08:00<span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ek.......</span></span> <p style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="">Dopahar ka samay tha…</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="">Mai aur mera dost Alok…hamesha ki tarah Katraj ke uss PMT bus stop per baithe the jaha hum hamesha baitha karte hai…wah bus stop Main Road se kuch ekadh km ki duri par hai….Kuch ikka-dukka buses hi waha aaya karti hai….<br /><br />Hum log humare wartalap me mashgul the…humare saath hi uss stop pe ek 50-55 varsh umra ki Mahila bhi baithi thi…wo shayad kisi bus ka intezaar kar rahi thi…thode-thode antaral ke baad wo humse samay puchh rahi thi…bus ka namonishaan na tha……<br /><br />Kaafi samay tak baithne ke baad mai nikalne jaa raha tha…Tabhi mujhe unhone pukara…<br />“Beta, mujhe main road ke stop tak chhod doge jara….?”</span></span></p> <p style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="">Chunki…mai uss taraf hi jaa raha tha…maine kaha…<br />“Ha ha…kyon nahi…Chaliye…..”<br /><br />Jaise hi hum main road pahuche…Unhone mere chehre pe se haath phera...thik ussi tarah…jaise mere Dadiji mere chehre se pherte hai…aur kaha….</span></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=""><!-- D(["mb"," </span--></span></span></p><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span>“Bhagwan tumhara bhala kare! Tum bahut tarakki karoge, Beta!”</span></span><p style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span> </span></span></p><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span>Itna bada Ashirwaad…Apanatwa…Pyaar aur Ashish se bhara hua Sparsh……….Aur kya chahiye…???</span></span><p style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span> </span></span></p><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span>Aise wakaye kaafi hai…Jeevan ko rangin banane me……</span></span><p style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span> </span></span></p><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span>Phir….apne chehre pe Jeet ki Muskan liye mai chal diya apni manzil ki or………</span></span><p style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span> </span></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="">Do</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;">.......</span></p><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span style="">3M Team se jab bhi koi Onsite jaa raha hota hai…to wo puri team ko party deta hai…Sanjeev aur Vineet ka onsite jaana tay hua…aur Rajwada me ek Shaandar party ka aayojan kiya gaya….</span></span><br /><p style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" ><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="">Rajwada….Baner me sthit hai…hum…Mai aur Pritesh, mere collegue…Pashan circle se hote hue Kothrud Depot laut rah<span style="font-size:100%;">e the…Meri ghadi raat ke 11:30 baja rahi thi</span>...Bawdhan ke pass aakar bike band ho gayi…bahut koshish ki lekin shuru na hone par humne tanki check ki…to pata chala….petrol khatm ho chukka hai….Aaspass nazar daudai…ek board dikhai diya...”Petrol Pump 1 km ahead”…Bahut khushi hui…socha sirf 1 km ki to baat hai…bike dhakel lenge….hum nikal pade….139 kg weight wali bike dhakelna…baap re baap…kuch dur chalne par ek aur board dikhayi diya…”Petrol pump 0.4 km ahead”…socha……ab thodi dur ki hi baat hai…..</span></span></p> <p style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="">Hum logo ko aise bike ko dhakelte dekh…..ek White Maruti ZEN ruki……aur uss car me baithe yuvak ne humse puchha….”Kya hua?"<br /><br />Pritesh ne usse isharo me hi samjhaya…”Petrol khatm ho gaya hai”<br /><br />Uss yuvak ne car ki dikki se ek can nikali aur mujhse kaha…” Tanki Kholo. Kaha tak jaan hai…?”<br /><br />“Thodi duri par hi Petrol pump hai…bas wahi tak...aap petrol rahne dijiye…” Maine jawaab diya…Kisi Anjaan vyakti se petrol lene me mujhe sankoch ho raha tha...Aur Petrol Pump pass me hi tha...<br /><br />“Le lijiye…Petrol Pump koi itne pass me bhi nahi hai…” wo bola...<br /></span></span></p> <p style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="">Akhir mai bhi to ek insaan hi hoon…maine tanki kholi…usne usme Petrol udela…aur wo jaane laga…<br /><br />Mere mooh se bas ye chaar hi shabd nikale….”Thank you very much!”<br /><br />Phir hum log bike pe sawar hokar nikal pade…Petrol Pump ki or…ussi Petrol Pump ki or jo wahase sirf 0.4 km tha…waha pahuche…aur dekha….na to waha koi aadmi tha…na Petrol Pump….ek bahut hi bada hording laga tha…jis par likha tha…”Very Soon in Your Service…”...<br /><br />Phir hum log Chandni Chowk ke dono Petrol Pump gaye…dono bhi band the…yu to high-way wala Petrol Pump der raat tak khula hota hai…lekin……….<br /><br />Nirasha ke saath hum apne ghar pahuche…apne dimag me wicharon ka sailab liye…apne jehan me kai sawaal liye…<br /><br />Kaun tha wo yuvak…??? Humne bas 4 shabdo me usse dhanyavad diya…Agar wo na hota to…139 kg wali bhari bharkam bike hume 1-2 nahi balki pure 4 km dhakelni padti…0.6 km me hi to mera dum nikal gaya tha….<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Uss carwale ka bhala ho!!!</span><br /><br />Aise wakayo ke kaaran hi…to mann me jeet ka ek ehsaas jagta hai…ek vishwaas banta hai…hum zindagi ki ladai me jaroor jitenge…jaroor jitenge................<br /></span></span></p> <p style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=""> </span></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-6055622706093618431?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-1169392262533814162007-01-21T06:32:00.000-08:002007-06-04T23:32:00.124-07:00<strong>Alchemist</strong>...a wonderful novel written in Lucid and Artistic English by <strong>Paulo Coelho</strong>...its a story of <strong>Santiago</strong>... a shepherd from Andalusia...his father wanted him to become a Priest...but he wanted to travel...so with 3 ancient Spanish Gold coins in his kitty he leaves his home...in search of his destiny...<br /><br />The novel elaborates how Santiago pursues his <strong>DREAM</strong>!!! It teaches so many lessons to a Day Dreamer like me...<br /><br />While going through the Fable...i came across some Powerful or Practical Sentences.......<br /><br />When someone sees the same people everyday, they wind up becoming a part of that person's life....And they want the person to change...If someone is not what other's want them to be, the others become angry...Everyone seems to have a clear idea of how other people should lead their lives, but none about his or her OWN!!!<br /><br />Everyone believes the world's Greates lie...At a certain point in our lives...we lose control of whats happening to us and our lives become controlled by FATE!!!<br /><br />Great TRUTH...Whoever you are or whatever it is that you do...when you really want something...its because that desire originated in the soul of the universe...Its your mission on EARTH!!!<br /><br /><strong>When YOU want something...all the UNIVERSE conspires in helping you to achieve it...</strong><br /><br />I am like everyone else...I see the world in terms of what I would like to see happen...not what actualy does...<br /><br />All things are ONE!!!<br /><br /><strong>Never stop DREAMING!!!</strong><br /><br />Making a decision is only the beginning of things...When someone makes a decision...he is really diving into a strong current that will carry him to places he had never dreamed of when he first made the DECISION!!!<br /><br />The closer one gets to realizing its DESTINY...the more that destiny becomes his true reason for being...<br /><br />People need not fear the unknown...if they are capable of achieving what they need and want...<br /><br />We are afraid of losing what we have...whether its our life or our posessions and property...But this fear evaporates when we understand that our life stories and the history of the world were written by the Same HAND!!!<br /><br />To die tomorrow is no worse than dyeing on any other DAY!!!<br /><br /><strong>One is loved because one is LOVED...No reason is needed for LOVING!!!</strong><br /><br />Fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself...No heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams...because every second of the search is a second's encounter with ETERNITY!!!<br /><br />The darkest hour of night comes just before the DAWN!!!<br /><br />When you possess Great treasures within you and try to tell others of them...seldom are you Believed...<br /><br />There is only one thing that makes a dream impossible to achieve...the Fear of FAILURE!!!<br /><br /><br />Click <a href="http://www.paulocoelho.com/engl/index.html">Paulo Coelho</a> to know more about him...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-116939226253381416?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-1167157909799882552006-12-26T10:09:00.000-08:002007-06-04T23:42:57.102-07:00<p class="MsoNormal">As soon as I came to know from Ronny...that our college is organizing <span style="font-weight: bold;">Alumni Meet</span> in Pune...I registered myself on college website for the event…</p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>All registered alumni were posted Cyber Invitations…event was scheduled on 11^th Nov’06 at 3:00 pm and the venue was Symbiosis Institute of Management, Kirkee, Pune…<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>Finally…the DAY dawned…we reached the venue at sharp Indian Standard Time…that is one hour late…that is at FOUR….All of our professors and some other staff members had come straight from Shegaon by college bus…Director Shrikant Dada Patil and our Principal Dr. D. G. Wakde were also present to witness the event…</p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p><span style="font-weight: bold;">Welcome Rose</span>…<span style="font-weight: bold;">Lord Gajanana’s Idol</span>….<span style="font-weight: bold;">Vivekananda’s Call to the Nation</span>…were gifted to each of the alumnus…</p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>The event started with showing College Walk Through…which was followed by Deep Prajwalan by Honorable Chief Guest…after that Chief Guest shared his views on Education system…Principal sir talked about memories of past…Senior most batch that is year 1987 pass out batch was given chance to share their experiences and memories of their college life…</p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>Every one was missing…the Iron man behind SSGMCE…<span style="font-weight: bold;">Shri ShivShankar Bhau Patil</span>…he could not come for the event…</p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>Batch wise photo-session was carried out…ours was the junior most batch…we had to wait till last…</p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>Here comes that Golden photograph…that is of <span style="font-weight: bold;">year 2006 pass out batch</span>…</p><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/457/3588/1600/292387/a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/457/3588/320/612926/a.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal">We recited the Gajanana Stuti…<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p><span style="font-weight: bold;">Anantkoti…Bramhandnayak…Maharajadhiraaj…Yogiraj…Parabrahm…<br />Sachidanand…Bhaktpratipalak…ShegaonNiwasi…SamarthSadguru…<br />Shri Gajanan Maharaj ki JAY!!!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>The delicious dinner was waiting for us…we turned towards it………..</p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p><span style="font-size:100%;">College ka Alumni meet…boleto…saare dost log mile…saare seniors mile…yaadein taaza</span></span> hui...DHAMAAL kare…wo bhi college se pass out hone ke sirf 5 mahino baad…wah…mazza aagya…</p><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Related links...<br /><a href="http://www.ssgmce.org/"><span style="font-family:verdana;">SSGMCE Homepage</span></a><br /><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shri_Sant_Gajanan_Maharaj_College_of_Engineering">SSGMCE on Wikipedia</a></span><br /></span><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-116715790979988255?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-1165597076024397012006-12-08T08:48:00.000-08:002007-06-04T23:23:42.182-07:00Well...here are some LONG SMSs......those I couldn't delete from my Cell's Archive Folder...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic;">Sentimental</span><br /><br />Mai lafzon me kuch bhi IZHAAR nahi karta...<br />Iska matlab ye nahi ki mai uss se PYAAR nahi karta...<br /><br />Chahta hoon mai usse aaj bhi...<br />Par uski soch mein apna waqt barbaad nahi karta...<br /><br />Tamasha na ban jaye ye MOHABBAT meri...<br />Isliye apne dard ko dikhaya nahi karta...<br /><br />Jo kuch mila hai usi mein KHUSH hoon mai...<br />Uske liye KHUDA se taqrar nahi karta...<br /><br />Par kuch to baat hai uski fitrat mein zalim...<br />Warna Usse chahne DIL baar-baar nahi karta...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic;">Perfect LOVE</span></span><br /><br />Perfect LOVE is not RECEIVING...<br />It is GIVING and FORGIVING...<br /><br />Perfect LOVE is not RED ROSEs on Valentine's DAY...<br />It is rest of the 364 days of knowing 'U' LOVE someone...<br /><br />Perfect LOVE is not phone calls and stolen KISSES...<br />It is the silent smiles in memory of your SWEET HEART...<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic;">Dard</span><br /><br /></span>Shararat na hoti...Shikayat na hoti...<br />Nayano me kisi ke najakat na hoti...<br /><br />Na hoti bekrari...na hote hum tanha...<br />Jo jahan me kambakht ye MOHABBAT na hoti...<br /><br />Na hote ye sapne...ye Khwabon ki duniya...<br />Kisi ko chahat ki tamanna na hoti...<br /><br />Na julfon ki chhaya...na phulon ki khushboo...<br />Yaadon me unki ye raatein na katati...<br /><br />Jo na hoti ye Mohabbat ye aansoo na hote...<br />DIL bhi na khota...aaj tanha na rota...<br /><br />Majnu se apni ye halat na hoti...<br />Jo jahan me kambakht ye MOHABBAT na hoti...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic;">Learning LESSONS </span><br /><br /></span>Five lessons to be learned from a HUMBLE PENCIL...<br />1. Everything you do, will always leave a MARK!!!<br />2. You can always correct the mistakes that you MAKE!!!<br />3. What is important is, What is inside you and not what is outside YOU!!!<br />4. In LiFE, you will undergo painful sharpenings which will make you<br />better in what you DO!!!<br />5. Lastly, to be the BEST you can be, you must allow yourself to be<br />guided by the hand that holds YOU!!!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic;">Romance</span><br /><br /></span>Share a thought of LOVE with me...Dream a life of TOGETHER with me...Keep the TWINKLE in your eyes that made me mad...Keep away those TEARS that made me sad...Be my partner at the shores of Loneliness...Hold my hand during the journey of LiFE...With your hands together every sorrow we will survive...Hurt me, Tease me, make me cry...But in the end give me a shoulder on which i can rely...As a Friend let me SURVIVE!!!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic;">Dreams</span><br /><br /></span>The permanent temptation of LiFE is to confuse dreams with REALITY...The permanent defeat of LiFE is to surrender dreams to REALITY!!!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic;">Success</span><br /><br /></span>The road to success is not straight...There is a curve called Failure...A loop called Confusion...Speed bumps called Bad Friends...Red lights called Enemies...Caution lights called Family...You will have flats called Jobs...But, if you have a spare wheel called Determination...An engine called Perseverance...Insurance called Faith...A driver called GOD...you will make it to a place called SUCCESS!!!<br /><br />Some cool links for Hindi SMS and Shayaris...<br /><a href="http://hindisms.org/">ONE</a><br /><a href="http://www.lovelysms.com/hindi-sms-messages-59.htm">TWO</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-116559707602439701?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-1164890249459447352006-11-30T04:26:00.000-08:002007-07-21T01:52:03.179-07:00<p class="MsoNormal">Yes!!!…wo mujhe mil gayi…bahut intezaar kiya <st1:place st="on"><st1:state st="on">maine</st1:state></st1:place> usse pane ke liye…</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>Wo jab bhi mere ghar ke samne wali sadak se guzarati…mai usse nihara karta tha…aur wo sharma jaati…</p><p class="MsoNormal">Uske swabhav ke baare me <st1:place st="on"><st1:state st="on">maine</st1:state></st1:place> kafi kuch sun rakha tha…aur har din mai ussi ke khayalon me khoya rahta tha…</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Aakhir…ek din mai usse mila…mai to uske har andaaz jaise…<span style="font-weight: bold;">Looks</span>…<span style="font-weight: bold;">Figure</span>…<span style="font-weight: bold;">Chaal</span>…<span style="font-weight: bold;">Nain-naksh</span>...in sab pe to pahle se fida tha hi…lekin usse milne ke baad to mai uska Kayal hi ban gaya…</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Wo kya kahte hai…haa…<span style="font-weight: bold;">PROPOSE!!!</span>...ussidin <st1:place st="on"><st1:state st="on">maine</st1:state></st1:place> usse propose kar diya…aur khass baat to ye hai…ek pal ka bhi wilamb na karte hue usne bhi mujhe apna liya…</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Uske baad se to hum dono…hatho me hath liye…<st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">POONA</st1:place></st1:city> ki har gali…har sadak se…Shaan se ghumte hai…</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">To ye rahi …meri <span style="font-style: italic;">Lakht-e-Jigar</span>…mere <span style="font-style: italic;">Sapno ki Shehzadi</span>…meri <span style="font-style: italic;">SALONI</span>…meri <span style="font-style: italic;">SHARMILI</span>...meri <span style="font-style: italic;">Mehbooba</span>…meri <span style="font-style: italic;">Sangini</span>…meri <span style="font-style: italic;">Saheli</span>…meri <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">BIKE</span>…<span style="font-weight: bold;">Honda UNICORN 150cc autostart</span>…jise me…<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">BUBBLY</span>...ke naam se pukarta hoon….</p><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/457/3588/1600/319616/Picture-114.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/457/3588/320/663329/Picture-114.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal">Hahaha…Ho gayi GOOGLY...? Kya soch rahe the…? Soch hi bakwaas hai tum logo ki…? Kuch nahi ho sakta uska…</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>Khair…kaisi lagi meri..."<span style="font-weight: bold;">BUBBLY</span>"? Pasand aai na…?<br /><o:p><br /></o:p>Mere mummy-papa…meri bike ko leke mujhse jyada excited the…kyonki…jab mai RLT, Akola me 11^th me tha…tab maine <span style="font-weight: bold;">Scooty</span> maangi thi…tab mujhe <span style="font-weight: bold;">Luna TFR-Dx</span> mili thi…tab mai sirf 15 saal ka tha na…isliye…Aur baad me Engineering me bhi mujhe bike ka kaam nahi tha…to tab bhi bike nahi li thi...Lekin wo to duuuuuur Malegaon me baithe hai…to mai ye khushi unke saath NJOY nahi kar paaya…Khair...<br /></p>Meri BUBBLY ka photo-session dekhna chahoge...?<br /><p class="MsoNormal"></p><o:p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/meetagree/sets/72157600932930260/">Zalkiyaan...</a><br /><br />Official Website of <a href="http://www.honda2wheelersindia.com/unicorn">Honda Unicorn</a>....<br /></o:p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-116489024945944735?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-1164136794094663122006-11-21T11:08:00.000-08:002006-11-22T07:22:33.826-08:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">That was a <span style="font-weight: bold;">UNUSUAL</span> day…unusual in the sense, my watch was showing Half past NiNE at night…and I was still in the office…CTS, #8A ICC, <st1:street st="on"><st1:address st="on">Senapati Bapat Road</st1:address></st1:street>, Pune…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">That was the first occasion for me to be in office that much late…there was a genuine reason for that…because it was CUT-OFF date for my dummy project in PeopleSoft…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Finally, having finished up with all of my work…I came out of my <span style="font-weight: bold;">CUBICLE</span> cursing the life of a software engineer…Remember, that was my first dummy project!…Subsequently, I came out of my Office…and pressed DOWN BUTTON of the LIFT…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Making me wait for sometime the lift arrived …and slid its doors out to take me inside…<span style="font-weight: bold;">LIFT</span>…a 3x4 feet <span style="font-weight: bold;">BOX</span>...<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">As soon as entered inside…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">“Which floor?”<span style=""> </span>That was the lift-person asking me where would I like to go.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">“Ground floor, please.” I said and…took a look at him.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">He was not that <span style="font-weight: bold;">USUAL</span> lift-boy…he was a lift-man…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">“When do you come?”, I asked.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">“At Eight”, he answered. The expressions on his face were indicating that some thinking process is going inside his brain. He might be wondering that why I am asking him all this.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">“And when do you go?”…my second question.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">“At 8 in the morning.” This time he seemed quiet.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">“12 hours shift!!!”<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">“Yes” , he smiled.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Meanwhile, ground floor had come…and again lift slid its doors out…this time to allow me to go out…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I smiled at him and came out…I did not have anything to say…because my mind was busy in performing <span style="font-weight: bold;">UNUSUAL</span> task on that <span style="font-weight: bold;">UNUSUAL</span> day…It had started comparison between the <span style="font-weight: bold;">TWO BOXES</span>…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">First one was <span style="font-weight: bold;">LIFT</span>…and second one was 5x5 feet <span style="font-weight: bold;">BOX</span>…called as <span style="font-weight: bold;">CUBICLE</span> by software engineers…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">One has its own roof…other does not have…One has door…second does not have…<o:p></o:p>One is CLOSED…other is <span style="font-weight: bold;">OPEN</span>…One has its own Speed and Momentum…while other does not have…People working in first one are known as liftmen…and those in second one are known as Software Engineers…But both of them only press buttons/keys through out their working hours…Liftmen work for TWELVE hours…Engineers for NiNE…Liftmen have stools to sit…Engineers have Comfortable Executive Chairs…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Finally…I arrived at a conclusion that Engineers live a better life than Liftmen…that made me happy for a moment…but at the next moment a thought came…what about the life of LIFTMEN…???<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I did not have any answer and still do not have any…I stepped into the PMT going towards Katraj…and said “One Chaitanyanagar please” to conductor.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-116413679409466312?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-1161021659540069072006-10-16T10:37:00.000-07:002007-07-21T01:51:22.360-07:00Gaate...gungunaate...masti ke samandar me gota lagate hue...humne...Sinhagad se Paanshet ka rasta tay kiya...waha pahuchte hi...<br />PAANSHET dam ka vistrut jalashay...uske piche Vrikshaachhadit Harit pahadiya...aisa manohari drishya...aankho me sama gaya...<br /><br />AUR...achanak...baarish ki phuhare padne lagi...jab se hum Pune se nikale the...tab hi se...mann<br />me ek tamanna thi...ke thodi si baarish aani chahiye...aur NISARG ne humari ye hasrat bhi puri<br />kar di...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">PYAAR ki KASHTI me...LEHRO ki MASTI me...PAWAN ke SHOR-SHOR me...CHALE HUM JOR-JOR me...GAGAN se </span><span style="font-weight: bold;">DOOOOOOR...</span><br /><br />Pahle Motor Boat me...ek dusre ke upar paani uchhalte hue...ek baar me mann nahi bhara to...phir Speed Boat me...Shor machate hue...humne boating ka mazza liya...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/457/3588/1600/a.2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/457/3588/320/a.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Ghadi...hume wapsi ka aadesh de rahi thi...to phir Chay Biscuits lekar hum log nikal pade apni manzil ki or...<br /><br />Raste me KHADAKWASLA dam bhi padta hai...shaam ke samay waha par achchhi khasi bheed umad padti hai...aur ha...PUNE ke love-birds ki sabse PYAARI jagah...KHADAKWASLA...<br /><br />Kuch der ke liye hum log waha ruke...bhune hue SWEET CORN ko chakha aur phir nikal gaye SWARGATE ki or...wahi jaha se humne iss suhane safar ki shuruwat ki thi.......<br /><br />Click <a href="http://aroundpune.com/panshet.htm">Khadakwasla</a> to know more...<br /><br />Hum laut rahe the...yaadon ko sanjoye hue...Paani...josh...phurti...ulhas aur pyaar me tar-b-tar hokar...aur sahi mayno me WET Escursion ko pura kar...mann me ek aas liye...ke...hum phir milenge...kisi or weekend...kisi aur jagah...kuch aur dosto ke saath jo iss excursion me shaamil nahi ho paye the......<br /><a href="http://new.photos.yahoo.com/meetagree/album/576460762380700133"><br /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/meetagree/sets/72157600935242257/">Photo Gallery</a><br /><br />Courtesy :<br />Shiv Manakshe...For providing us with a high resolution Black Box...jise log DigiCam kahte hai...so dat we could cherish those moments...<br />Thank you very much Shiv...we are highly obliged...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-116102165954006907?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-1161013706886166732006-10-16T08:28:00.000-07:002007-06-04T23:16:26.055-07:00Humara karwan nikal pada SINHAGAD ke manohari vatavaran ka luft uthane...aur hum to tech-savvy hai hi...to saath me DigiCam namak upkaran bhi saath le hi gaye the...<br /><br />Ubali hui moong phalli...jisme Priya ke anusaar namak kam tha...Neebu Paani...jo maine nahi piya tha...Namak aur Mirch lagakar LAAL ki hui MITHI kairi...AMRUD...aur Malai KULFI in sab ka anand lete hue humari toli aage badhte gayi...<br /><br />Average 2 Photos per minute ki gati se humara DigiCam in yaadgar palon ko kaid kar raha tha...<br /><br />Wakai...SINHAGAD...outing ke liye lajwaab jagah hai...waha ka vaatavaran...Thakan ko bhula deta hai...aur hume Chusti Phurti se bhar deta hai...Aisa lagta hai...mano Badal humare bich se hokar guzar rahe ho...Hare Rang ke natural galicho pe chalne ka mazzzza to kuch aur hi hai...<br /><br />Amriteshwar mandir...Kalyan Darwaja...WIND POINT jahaki sheet lahroko chhodkar nikalane ka mann hi nahi ho raha tha...in jagah par haajri lagate hue...hum pahunche ek Jhopadi numa Hotel...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/457/3588/1600/b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/457/3588/320/b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Jara giniye to sahi...kitne vyanjan hai humari plates me...chalo mai hi bata deta hoon...Bhakri yaneki roti...Pithla matlab besan jise Jhunka bhi kaha jaa sakta hai...Dahi jo mitti ke Kulhad me diya gaya hai...Laal rang ki tikhi chatni jise Kharda kaha jaata hai...Hari mirch ka Thecha...Taak matlab Chaach...aur ALOO PYAAZ ke pakode...ye hai SINHAGAD ka trade mark menu...<br /><br />AUR ha...iske taste ke baare me mai kya kahu...? Aap iska andazaa humari photo dekh kar laga sakte hai...<br /><br />Itna tasty khana ho...to PAAN to hona hi chahiye...Right???...Sinhagad apne paryatakoka khayal puri tarah rakhta hai...Banarasi lo...ya Calcutta mitha patta...koi bhi milega...humne Banarasi liya...<span style="font-weight: bold;">Khaike paan banaras wala...</span><br /><br />Phir hum log chal diye apne agle padav PAANSHET ki or...jo humare intezaar me palke bichaye baitha tha...<br /><br />PAANSHET...Sinhagad se 20-25 ki duri par banaya gaya ek DAM hai...jaha par aap boating ka mazza le sakte hai...saath hi paanshet ko nisarg ki hariyali ka vardaan bhi prapt hai...<br /><br />Click <a href="http://aroundpune.com/panshet.htm">Panshet</a> to know more...<br /><br />to be continued...STAY TUNED!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-116101370688616673?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-1160576726099069132006-10-11T06:03:00.001-07:002007-06-04T23:14:50.788-07:00Nokia 6610i...mera pyaara mobile handset...har din ki tarah chilla raha tha...Mujhe jagane ke liye...wo uska roj ka kaam hai... Maine jaise taise uthakar usse band kiya........<br /><br />Arrrre....aaj to Sinhagad jana hai...VOW!!!...ye khayal hi mujhe Tazgi...josh aur dum khum se bhar gaya.....<br /><br />To din tha...<span style="font-weight: bold;">8</span> Oct'06, samay 9 bajkar 31 minutes...hum sabhi <span style="font-weight: bold;">8</span> log...Chamchamati Safed TATA<span style="font-weight: bold;"></span> SUMO jo humara SWARGATE pe intezar kar rahi thi...usme SWAR hue...<br /><br />Is tarah...humara <span style="font-weight: bold;">COrpOrates </span>ka<span style="font-weight: bold;"> Versatile OCTATE</span> nikal pada...<span style="font-weight: bold;">SINHAGAD</span> aur <span style="font-weight: bold;">PANSHET</span> ki sair karne...Corporate jungle ki chakachaundh se dooor....bahut <span style="font-weight: bold;">DooooooooooooR</span>......<br /><br />Phir shuru hua...baato ka silsila...sabhi log muddat ke baad mil rahe the...koi dusro ka haal hawal puch raha tha...to koi dusro ki taang khichne me mashgul tha...aur humare Driverji apna kaam bakhubi nibhae ja rahe the...<br /><br />Baton hi baton me...humari iss PYAAR ki KASHTI pe...GUNU...BHOLI...DOST aur GUEST ....ye sab kab sawar hue...pata hi na chala...<br /><br />Aur phir...SAHYADRI ki harit vadiyon ke bich se nikli ghumavdar ghati ko paar karte hue...Overtake karne wale ko ghurte hue...aur pichhe chhutne wale ko Khijaate hue...humara jattha pahuncha apne pahle padav SINHAGAD pe...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/457/3588/1600/a.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/457/3588/320/a.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:webdings;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Dil CHaHta Hai</span>...kabhi na beete...Chamkile din...o...o...<br /><br />Clockwise from top-left...Ansoo-the Timer...Bagdenchi PRIYA...Rocky Sahay...Flowery Nehal...Deep T...me...Deepa Sardarni...and...BINDOO...<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">These names have some significance...and are based on certain incidenses that ocurred through out The WET Excursion...</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Looking through the Historical Perspective</span><br /></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />Sinhagad...previously known as <span style="font-weight: bold;">KONDHANA</span>...is an ancient fort...now it is seen as a nearest hill station and a favourite place for trackers around <span style="font-weight: bold;">PUNE</span>...<br /><br />It was renamed to <span style="font-weight: bold;">SINHAGAD</span>...by <span style="font-weight: bold;">Chatrapati SHIVAJI</span>...in the memory of <span style="font-weight: bold;">Tanaji</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Malusare</span>...a brave <span style="font-style: italic;">mawla</span> (worrior) in his <span style="font-style: italic;">sainya </span>(army)...who lost his life while capturing this fort...<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >Gad aala, pan Sinha gela</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >(FORT has been captured, but LION has been lost)<br /><br />Bharat Bhumi ki raksha karne wale aise Shur veero ko humara SALAAM!!!<br /><br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;">Click <a href="http://aroundpune.com/sinhgad.htm">Sinhagad</a> to know more...<br /><br />to be continued....<span style="font-weight: bold;">STAY TUNED!!!</span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-116057672609906913?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-1159074301505697592006-09-23T21:43:00.000-07:002006-09-23T22:13:56.920-07:00Nahi...nahi...mai kahi nahi ja raha hoon...aur aapko to abhi hazaron saal jeena hai...mai to uss Zindagi ki baat kar raha hoon...wo ho hum software walon ko har WEEK ek intencive ke roop me milti hai...<br /><br />Nahi samjhe!!! <strong>WEEKENDS</strong> yaar...i am talking about weekends...How DUMB you are!!! Hey...just kidding yaar...anyways...<br /><br />As each Monday dawns...a Thought comes in my mind..."<em><strong>Kitni jaldi beet gaye ye...2 Din..</strong></em>."<br /><br />But, again...I start working with same enthusiasm...same passion...same zeal...why? coz...I know..."<em><strong>5 din baad ye 2 din ka sunahara tyohaar phir aayega..</strong></em>."<br /><br />Phir...aanewale Weekends ki planning karte karte ye 5 Weekdays kab beet jaate hai...ye pata hi nahi chalta...<br /><br />Hey...iss weekends kaunsi movie release ho rahi hai?...Yaar, iss weekends kahi outing pe chalte hai na...Iss weekends mujhe apne Langotiye yaar se milne jaana hai...Iss weekends mujhe shopping karni hai...aur na jaane kya kya...?<br /><br />Sirf 2 din...jo hume baaki 5 din ke liye...Josh...Masti...Tazgi de jaate hai...<br /><br />Kuch...6-7 saal pahle Zee Televisions pe ek serial aaya karti thi...<strong>UMMEED</strong>...uska title tha..."<strong><em>Har koi jee raha hai to kisi na kisi Ummeed ke sahare jee raha hai..</em>.</strong>"Tab to mai ye samajh nahi paya tha...Lekin ab samajh gaya hoon...kitna sahi kaha tha kisine...<br /><br />Dekha...kitna jadubhara hota hai...Weekend...<br /><br />Mai to iss Weekends apne ghar jaa raha hoon...arrey...Aap kaha kho gaye...? Jago...Weekends ki planning nahi karni kya...?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-115907430150569759?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34167109.post-1157906857615229162006-09-10T09:18:00.000-07:002007-03-24T02:22:23.665-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/457/3588/1600/lage%20raho.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/457/3588/320/lage%20raho.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"><strong><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">Good Morniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing, everybody..</span>.</strong><br /></span><br />Kya hua...? Abhi morning nahi hai kya...? Agar ho to koi problem nahi...Agar nahi ho to maaf kar dena bhai...Woh kya hai na...apun abhi abhi ...Lage Raho Munnabhai dekh kar aa rahela hai...jiske karan apun ki waat lag gayi hai...boleto...durgati ho gaela hai...durgati boleto hriday parivartan...Are sala...apun to Munnabhai ke mafik...tapori bolne laga...<br /><br />Lage Raho Munnabhai...dekh kar aa raha hoon...Mangla se...3:30 ka show tha...with Hrishikesh...my all time favourite movie partner...<br />Socha...movie ka ek bhi scene dimag se utarne se pahle use apne shabdo mai kaid karlu...<br /><br />Good Morniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing, Mumbai...ke saath hi <strong><em>Miss Vidya Balan</em></strong> ki fans list me ek naam aur jud gaya...Aap soch rahe honge ke ye Good morning ka chakkar kya hai...iske liye aapko Lage Raho MunnaBhai dekhni hogi...<br />Dekhna chahoge unko...<br /><a href="http://www.mahiram.com/photos/showgallery.php?cat=1460">http://www.mahiram.com/photos/showgallery.php?cat=1460</a><br /><br /><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">Mujhe Kissing Car kab milegi....???</span><br /></span></strong><br />Bada lajwab concept hai...kissing car ka...<br /><strong><em>Humko mil gayee ek kissing car...</em></strong><br /><strong><em>Back seat pe ji bhar ke kiya pyaar...</em></strong><br />Kuch samjhe...mamu...?<br /><br />Janhavi, Muraliprasad Shama aur Victor ke saath jo scene hai...woh kafi touching ban chuka hai...vada raha...woh aapko jarur rulaega...<br /><br />Movie ke promos me aapne suna hoga...<strong>This time they are not alone</strong>...<br />Unke saath hai Marathi ChitraJagat ke mashahoor Dilip Prabhavalkar...<br /><br />Wakai...is movie me Khushi hai...Ghum hai...aur Moozik bhi hai...ha...<br /><strong>Pal pal pal</strong>...ye song wakai bhaut hi pyaara ban pada hai...<br /><br />Ek baat jarur kahna chahunga...is movie ne prove kar diya hai...ke agar aapke pass concept hai...to Foreign locations...bade bade Dress Designers...Naami kalakar...in sab ki koi jarurat nahi hoti...mera ishara aap samajh rahe honge...<br /><br />Sahi mayno me...Bollywood me pahli baar koi itna perfect Sequel bana hai...Aapko Doctor munna ki yaad jarur aaegi...Wakai...<br /><strong><em>Ek kahani khatam to duji shuru ho gayi mamu...<br /><br /></em></strong>Dhai ghanto ka samay Taliya bajate bajate kaise bitega...aapko pata bhi nahi chalega...<br /><br />Ho sakta hai theatere ke bahar aap gungunate nikle...<br /><strong><em>Samjho Ho Hi Gaya.....</em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34167109-115790685761522916?l=spring-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amolnoreply@blogger.com3