........dream i was into

hi it been quite some time since i wrote..... well u can say that i was preoccuppied...... not with work ... with friends.... well with a dream........ that was helped to dream .... a perfect dream a perfect world......... me n him....no one else nothing else..... just dreams ...just fantasies.... just love ............... transported to a world of heaven..... which i have never dreamt...... i s there one?? i always questioned..... naah!!! i never thought ...coz i was so busy with myself.... my happiness .... never wanted neone to penetrate deep with that me.....not my friends...not my parents....... but now i had lead the door open..... open to someone whom i hardly knew...dont know y i did but yes i did it...n i never realisd it....wen the door opened wen he came in...... yes it was opened..... n once it was opened there was no looking bak..... the dreams were shown n i followed without hesitation..... to the world were everything was perfect ...where i was the princess.... where everything was bright n happy... was it heaven.... yes i thought heaven must be this ......dont knw practically whether there is one but then i was experiencing one in this life it self........ loved every moment ....the human inside me craved for more n more ...n i got more n more.... humans r greedy by nature specially wen it comes to love n happiness n i was no exception...... i was greedy .....yeah i was......... but who isnt..... i left everything behind in tried to reach the stars thats wen my dream broke....... thud!!!!! i fell to reality again.......to realise that i was chasing a dream ...a fantasy.... which is not possible to get in reality..... or might if im lucky or with GODS grace..... well that im not sure.... now that im bak to reality ...... im bak with responsibility of my self...my friends... my family....my love....... work for the happiness.... work for the love...... harsh reality but cant help ..can i........ but the dream was good.... i thank atleast i saw the dream... atleast i was perfectly happy for sometime in this imperfect world..... n i ll cherish it for the rest of my lifetime..... hope i get that again but not as a dream but as a reality..... im ready to work for it.......thank u for the dream...... hope it forever.... but i want to say that fantasies n dreams do happen in life if u work for it..... let s c.... i have trust in my GOD.........n i have trust in myself n u..... dreams is over n reality started..... huh!!! so much for a dream.........

hellooo

.............hello to me....yeah to me...writing this to myself...for my space...

just sitting and just typing away few words if that means nething. well this is titled helllo coz this blog contains my childhood days . when i said hello to the world. when i was born i dont remember that but than my earliest memories of myself is lying on the bed and staring out of the window ...trying to discover the world..i remember looking at the pine tree in our compound...well that time it seemed gigantic to me..well thats my earliest memory ....i dont remember how old i was but then i was really really small.....i dont remember wat i was thinkin or was i thinkin at all...dont remember nething..just that i was lying n lookin at the tree....well i really am amazed at times how our mind works....or how just some incidents remains in our mind like photographs...
the other memories of mine our when i was a little older...i was at my grandmas house in cal...i was with my cousins who had come down from canada n they were trying to converse with me..but i hadnt started my schooling so i didnt know english..n forget understanding the heavily accented ones..i was trying to figure out wat they were saying....but somehow they in their accented english n me in my bengali foundout a unique way of conversation...they wanted to act out a fairytale for our parents but i didnt have a clue wat the story i s abt n wat im supposed to say ....neway i was made the tree ..i was just supposed to say "shake my apples..shake my apples" at the rite cue..well that was my first taste with acting...a role of a tree...later on wen i started going to school n reading fairytales..i understood the story ..n my part....
i must have been 3-4 yrs...we used to stay in a joined family..my grandpa was around 88 yrs then..he was still agile and had a sharp memory ....he used to keep this hajmola bottle in a cupboard which was almost equal to his age next to h is bed....we all cousins were always tempted to steal it...while my cousins n sister stole hajmolas from the cupboard ..i used to go with an innocent face to my grandpa n ask him to give me one...he used to feel happy that i was atleast decent enuf to ask..so happy he used to tell me take one..but little did my granpa knw that instead of one i used to take 5-6...while my cousins used to steal just one.....c i was improving on my acting...which got better with time......

amchi mumbai

MUMBAI----- the lands of the glitz , the glamour......the land of dreams...wat sets this place apart from the other metros is the energy...day n night ...24*7 this city generates energy... the ppl out here never seem to tire.....its crowded still u can be lonely....the big cars...the latest discs...as well as the overcrowded chawl everything seem to co-exist without disturbing each other...............

the land of dreams...every small townie come here with dreams in their eyes to make it big......and soon gets pulled into the magnetic force of the mumbai culture....soon u start spking in its tapori language n enjoying the batata vadas n pav bhajis...its a city of magic.....in a night club somebody spends around 50000 bucks a nite on drinks for somebody its entire lifes earning........being from a small n quite place everything in mumbai amazed me......from the simple bargaining in fashion street to designer jj valayas boutique.....i really like to be a silent spectator in this land of dreams n enjoy the everyday drama of this forbidden land called amchi mumbai

i .me myself

........I sanjukta......sanju so lovingly called......my wishes ..my dreams ...my SELF.........my dream is 2 b a designer ...an eutrepreuer........my interests...im interested in everything liffe has to offer...i never got bored ...how can i there r so much to do ...so many experiences....so many ups...so many downs...so how can i ever get bored ....im just in love with life...i love living it inspite of the ups n downs it has to offer...it would have been so blank without the downs.....how would we experience the highs if we didnt know the lows....i mean if there r 2 canvas one white empty n the other one with black strokes which would have caught our attention....the 2nd...y coz thats different thats more interesting than the blank one......i want to enjoy everything..i want to go thru every experience....y not ..i dont know whether i ll be living another life or not........i love my freedom....i love being a loner.....how can u enjoy the finer things in life if u dont observe the minute details....n how can u do that if u r talking 2 someone or thinking abt someone...i love the different shades lfe has to offer...im in love with the colours....im in love with nature which GOD had so beautifully created....imgine the details.....im a dreamer but tell me who is not....who doesnt dream....for a better future...a job.....a better world.....everybody has there own dreams.....no dreams ...no life.........how can a person life without a dream....i dream of a place...i dream of a person......i dream of a love....i dream of a work...........im an idealist but tell me who is not......im a patriot........im in love with my country.....im in love with its imperfection....i love it mountains,its river, its seas, its desert,its vastness,its diversity n its rich history.......thats me sanjukta .........its a name for u ..........but for me its a compilation of all i aspire,dream and love