tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69751547877706960782026-10-14T01:55:32.508+05:30i blog.... therefore i am....Ankit B. Rathodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08385183189593564468noreply@blogger.comBlogger223125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975154787770696078.post-83938015381675060572012-07-27T00:41:00.003+05:302012-07-27T00:41:53.948+05:30

Guys, enough of apologies every time for not being serious about the blog ! Its exactly SEVENTY days since I last updated my blog. I now remember what one of my teachers used to say during our school days, "Sorry tabhi bola karo, jab tum wo galti fir se naa dohraao... Warna us sorry ka koi matlab nahi reh jaata hai..." That is the reason why I will not apologize this

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I know I am way too late for this post, but as it is said, Better late, than never ! Here comes a short Hindi poem to touch your souls ! यूँ ही अनजाने में तुझ से चाहत स़ी हो गयी, दोस्ती करने चले थे और तुझ से मोहब्बत स़ी हो गयी। तू ना हो तो मैं खुद से ही उलझता हूँ, क्या करूं,

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I know.... I know you all are missing me... and my posts, of course ! Well, I was busy with my exam preparations. Yes, MBA has semester pattern... Matlab university waalo ko saal mein 2 mauke milte hain humaari beizzati karne ke !! And this one is not my original creation. I read it on Facebook. I liked it very much. Yes ! Its a poem. It is a Hindi poem originally titled "A poem by

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Birthday - A day, which comes once a year (unless of course you celebrate "fake" birthdays), for which we wait for days, weeks and months, a day which passes by with lightening speed, a day when you were dropped on the earth, a day when you feel special (or in case, you always feel special, this is a day when you feel extra special) ! Yesterday was my two dozenth birthday (i prefer it 'coz

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I know I'm still lagging behind on my promise of posting more frequently. This post comes exactly one week after my last post. Well, as they say, Better late, than never. :) And in this post, I'm back to what people say I'm best at... P.O.E.T.R.Y.! Here it is... Dedicated to someone very special... Someone whom I'm yet to find... :P You are the air I need to breathe, The river

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Yes... Yes... I remember that I promised to post on the blog more frequently than I used to do for the last few months. And I'm trying to make sure that I keep up my promise. I could not post anything after the last post since I was busy with my brother's wedding. Yes, my brother got married. Now, just like everyone I come across, don't start commenting "Agla number tera hai..." or "

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Well, I know, most of my readers don't even care that a blogger named Ankit B. Rathod ever existed. A lot of them might have wiped out Good For Nothin' out of their memories. But, but, but... I'm a phoenix, who rises from its own ashes (for those who need a citation, click here). I will always come back from a sabbatical, like this. Actually, kabhi kabhi mujhe achanak se bhoot chadh jaata

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All I needed  was time away  from thinking of you  every night and day.  Spending that time  away from you,  made me realize  what I felt for you. An overwhelming feeling  that I completely denied,  a passionate feeling  that burns inside.  All I needed  was time alone  to realize this feeling  on my own

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November 15, 2011. Phew... What a morning it was !!!! Was at my Mamaji's place since last two days. Actually, I was about to return to my PG yesterday, but due to the tiring outing at RutuGandh Resort, Panshet (near Pune), I couldn't. I stayed back and rested one more day. Woke up early morning today to catch a bus to Pimpri, where I am normally put. Reached the bus stop. Boarded the wrong bus

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No no no.... This is NOT a review of the movie Love Breakups Zindagi. Well... To tickle your funny bones, here's a hilarious letter from an ex-lover to his ex-flame. I got it as a forward. The original writer (as mentioned in the forward) is Mr Ramvilas Jangid. Full credits to him for such a funny creation. Read it, and have a laugh. Here it is... डियर डिम्पू, तुम ने डेढ़ बरस

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Although I don't believe in the castes & the erstwhile caste system which was prevalent in India, but here's something which I couldn't resist posting on my blog. Here's a very very interesting story about India's castes... A few weeks ago, the prestigious Forbes magazine has put out a list of the world’s 1,210 billionaires. 55 of them are Indians. A billion dollars is somewhere

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Main aur meri tanhaai,  Aksar yeh baatein karte hain.  Tezi hoti toh aisa hota,  Tezi hoti toh waisa hota.  Hum yeh lete, hum woh lete.  Hum is baat pe party lete,  Hum us baat par treat dete.  Main aur meri tanhai,  Aksar yeh baatein karte hain.  Yeh kahaan aa gaye hum...  Yeh raat hai, ya mandi ka aanchal.  Yeh mandi ka

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No matter what happens, No matter where I go. There's always a special place in my heart that you hold. Even when we're far apart, I trust my destiny.  One day we'll be together,  that's what its meant to be.  You know you're the chosen one. Although we're apart,  I'll never stop loving you,  You'll always have my heart.   I always have a

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No. I am not apologizing today ! Not because I am not feeling apologetic today, but for the only reason that I might sound monotonous if I keep on apologizing in the beginning of each of my blog posts. Yes I accept the fact that I have been a li'l careless about my blog and my readers. Yes, I accept the fact that I have not even sincerely thought of posting. Yes, I accept the fact

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Ahhh !! Back from a sabbatical... well almost ! I know I'm risking my blog by not posting frequently... I have lost a lot of regular readers by not posting at all ! But then, as it is said, "As you sow, so shall you reap !" Its my loss any way ! Okay, I'm back, not with a bang, but yes, err... I'm back, isn't that enough? :P Without much ado, this post is related to my last post "College Days".

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Everyone says that "All good things come to an end." But has anyone dared to ask "WHY?" No one has the answer to this question. Even I don't ! :( As they say that all good things come to an end. So were my college days ! I never expected that these 3 years would be so precious and memorable in my life. I never thought that I would make so many bestEST friends during this phase. Well, I forgot to&

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In the morning when I wake up,And I open up my eyes, I feel an aching in my heart,That’s when I realize. How much I really miss you,And long to have you near, My heart is filled with sadness,And my eyes are filled with tears. At different times throughout the day,I find i’m missing you, And I wonder if, perhaps a bit,Maybe you miss me too. I miss you in the shower,When i’m in there all alone, And

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I remember publishing my last post titled (UN)Happy New Year on 3rd January. The same evening gave me another reason to call the new year even more unhappier ! I lost/dropped/forgot (whichever applicable, as I myself don't remember what happened) my beloved Nokia E63 somewhere in a hurry. It was like parting with something I have always treasured. It was an irony that someone who

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You might be wondering that what the hell I am upto and why the hell am I wishing you an "unhappy" new year?? Actually, I'm not wishing you an "unhappy" new year, but I am emphasizing on how my new year was. Unfortunately, it was UNHAPPY... I was all alone, as my family was out of town. And to add to it, I had some health issues that started with the beginning of 2011. And I'm still not

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After reading the title, you might call it a 'filmy' post. But it isn't... Actually even I have no idea what I am going to write in this post. Still, I'm gonna complete and publish it ;) Actually, of late, I've been very LAZY (yes... you can say that) to devote time to my blog. But I don't know, I'm not able to find something interesting to write. I, myself, have been a bit bored of posting poems

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When it comes to lovin' couples,don't we make the perfect pair-There's romance, love, and laughterin the friendship that we share.We care enough to listen,to trust and understand.To build a life together,side by side and hand in hand.We both know that we're luckyand we've got a good thing going.Through ups and downsand give and take,our love just keeps on growing...'Cause I bring out the best in

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I promise... To be your lover when you need to be loved,To be your doctor when you are ill,To be your army when you go to war,To be your umbrella when life rains down on you,To be your rock when you get weary,To be your shield when you need defense,To be your spirit when you are drained,To be your pillow when you need to rest,To be your voice when no one can hear you,To be your ear when no one

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Ahhhh !! A lot of days have passed since my last update on the blog !! Ya ya... I know you've been missing me... Even I've been missing you !! Actually something or the other kept me busy during this span of time. Diwali, my nephew visiting, CAT preparation, CAT - the test itself, Mumbai trip were a few of the things that happened in this time interval. Oh ya !! How can I forget to tell you this.

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Folks, I don't know whether this news falls under the category of a "good news" or a "bad news"... I couldn't decide. So I leave it up to you to decide... The Tata Indigo (recently nicknamed : The Truck!) that I had is now not mine !! Yes, I've sold it off... Although I've been very possessive of my stuff. I've remained upset when I sold my beloved Nokia N72 cell phone (

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Listening to her voice so sweet,Talking words to her so sweet, My heart thumps, my heart beats.And I ask myself, Is this love? All the time I think of her,All the time I imagine her. My heart aches and aches for her.And I ask myself, Is this love? I feel she's everywhere in me,I feel her warm breath in me. Oh ! What's happening to me?And I ask myself, Is this love? When I am too much in trouble,I

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