Read and Write the Livings.

Have you read your BOOK!

noreply@blogger.com (Kanchan Chougule) — Sun, 25 Jun 2017 08:26:00 +0000

So as the title says 'Have you read your book?' What stirrs your autopilot thoughts on reading this title? Have you ever contemplated that while furnishing your mini library with all the infinite power the books hold did you even move an inch from finite towards nothing and everything at the same time? While reading those books did you ever pause to think why this pick?

Let me paraphrase this title. Let us say the book 'The Secret' by Rhonda Byrne. What did you decipher at the end of that book. When I ask this question I will surely get range of answers like:-

1. The book is a total crap. How come by just imagining a particular parking place reserved empty for me may always turn true.

2. The book says miracles happen everyday, but I have evidently not experienced such marvels yet. So its something incredible.

3. I have pratically applied it in my life but that does not work.

4. Life changing book.

These may be the feedbacks we can get. Now from the replies itself we can predict the thinking of a person. My experience after reading this book was nothing, something and everything at once. The moment I closed this book I could sense divinity around me. I looked aboveto see the infinite sky expanding over me. I saw the coulds travelling towards infinity. I could see the horizon and see something beyond it evry inch I strode forward. I could see positivity in every negativity that we embrace. I was able to see the wall between me and infinity crashing down the moment I BELIEVED in miracles. I am not saying that I have turned into a God-woman after reading the book, but I trusted in something called as God. The God which the Vedas say can infinitely change their bodies , can touch the sky, can conquer three worlds, those that do not have limits. I don't know if there are something called as Gods and Godesses but there is something called as Infinite. Here I am not enforcing anybody to believe what you read, but have you read your book first before reading Rhonda Byrne's one of the finest novel? May be you were stuck on the negative graph of your life that it made you almost impossible for you to even turn towards positive. May be you considered that you cannot match its wavelength whatsoever you do.

This book is no more a Secret the author says because it is broadcasted, but unfortunately it is still. Because may be we all agreed to her terms of 'Dreaming' without Believing and then failing to Achieve it. Only a single concept of the book you need to feel, absorb and digest it is this.

The author says," One day you go to a lottery shop and luckily you win a cash prize of 1 Million dollars. What will be your action? The obvious reaction would be you declare yourself as 'A Millionare'. Even before the cash prize has been credited into your account you BELIEVE that you are a millionare."

So here is my conclusion why not apply this strategy in your every chore of life. From scoring in your exams to building your career and boosting your life. Why not declare yourself as Infinite while just walking towards it. It creates a difference!

The path for eternity is changing 'A' to 'The' before your name and you are done and dusted. Dream it. Believe it. Achieve it.

Hey! its Hannah... Hannah Baker

noreply@blogger.com (Kanchan Chougule) — Tue, 20 Jun 2017 16:51:00 +0000

Ok, so here comes the trending name of this year 'Hannah Baker'. An inspiring and captivating novel amongst all my picks, '13 Reasons Why', by Jay Asher. Everybody loved it, the perusal world and social media said it itself. Those tapes describing her life along with the suspense that is held till the end of the story everything seemed to be awstrucking.

When it comes to a book it is defined by the reader who reads it. how well he reads it, how deeply he senses it, in what way he takes it and how he decodes it. Rating a novel it is not done using a black and white prism for there are many dimensions the readers view the opus through. This volume highlights the tapes that entails the on-goings in the victim's life. The author here tried to cover almost all the anti-things that happens in a person's life, how does it affect him and what are its effects on the sitting target. The onlookers will see this novel as their perception takes them through.

1. For most of us the book hold a mind boggling suspense.

2. Some of them regarded this book as a strict NO for 'Bully' and 'Rape' cases.

3. Author tries to suggest may be Love at such a tender age isn't the right course of action.

And the list goes on. Apart from the happenings in the victim's life why not shift the spotlight from the surroundings to the victim itself, 'Hannah Baker'. Don't you think the author here wanted us to mull over this figure he created on purpose. The figure, the girl, the victim, the soul. Let me make my ideas more intelligible. We all once, twice, thrice or many times have been Hannah Baker, haven't we? Right from our birth let it be the topic of racism or gender we have been in trifle. In schools who is not bullied? Some do it in an open air while some are tortured silently. Partialities- I guess the students have coped up not only with this word but the tornado it brings with itself. Ya, we all have been Hannah once and she will appear everytime you fall, you will see that hidden figure emerging everytime you feel low. Every time you try to reach the summit you will find a tape unreeling itself and affecting your life in some way or the other. Schools, colleges now seem to be cakewalk for us, for we have tamed ourselves and come out of it once and for all. But life goes on. No doubt you have been stronger than the author's Hannah. But never forget life throws curve balls. You are going to enter in a world where you will rediscover Darwin's theory of 'Survival of the fittest'. According to me by fittest he 'really meant' it. In companies, industries where they have built steeper triangles for us to reach its zenith, where each fresher aims to get the cherry you will be surrounded by enviousness, you will stumble upon failure, you will feel low enough to quit, but remember you cannot change the world, especially the world which is inclining itself towards the wost face of mankind. All you can do is transfigure yourself. Let that inner Hannah die every time she rises.

Rise every time you fall, the world is not a fair play, play fair anyway!

FRIENDS Part-4

noreply@blogger.com (Kanchan Chougule) — Fri, 26 May 2017 14:27:00 +0000

Name :- Aditi Barhate

To expound about her is something I would always feel blessed and pleased doing, cz down the memory lane she will be the only one with whom the divulged feelings, aches, laughter, smiles have been shared. A foodie freak (cheese maniac) lazy shitt, educated yet illiterate are the only ways I can describe her.

When it's about me, if my close peeps do something or say something against my will it's my attitude to Judge them, Stamp their nature, and Declare them as unsuitable for me with an Immediate effect. In these four years I could do nothing but stand clueless at her 'Never Give Up' attitude for her closed ones, let how absurd and unwilling the situations would turn out. Aye, she is too lazy to hunt for new ones.
When people out there ask me how could you decor lines this well, I laugh at the mere thought about how this girl said just one line to discover this talent of mine.

When peeps praise about how silent and matured I am, friends like her just touch that violent storm inside me that is too mature to stand for any relation, too egoistic to continue that relation, too weak to move on that relation.

Ohh yes also Shez a wifey freak. Which girl on this earth might beautify herself with a sindur n her mom's 'Mangalsutra' and click a selfie for her 'Future husband'. Ya she has a great urge of becoming that typical Indian wife wearing a saree, who doesn't know how to cook rice yet. Shez a perfect daughter when you know that Shez been served early morning tea by her dad. You can fathom how cool daughter she is for her beloved dad♥ :-P

Besides all these I would say she has been there unknowingly in ever circumstances I faced. I have been a true learner being with her. I would nurture all those pure and sheer memories shared with you. Thanks for being with me here in such a wonderful journey of my life.
A dedication for u♥

Timepassers

Farewell eve

Badminton scenes

Holi scenes

FRIENDS Part-3

noreply@blogger.com (Kanchan Chougule) — Fri, 05 May 2017 03:40:00 +0000

Name:- Shweta Shinde
Age:- 21 :-P
She made her ' Once in a bluemoon :-P ' presence in the classroom with her simple style, walk, and attitude. Something hit me as to where have I seen her? Have we met before? (Junior clg :-D) She was a quiet kind of girl. By quiet I Really mean it. But for her closed ones, Damn it! Take my words she takes the shitt whatever left within a person out of him or her with her so-called fucking jokes. She was too silent that I hardly ever made my mind to get close to her even she being my batchmate. I thought she would be ' vo thi na kabhi aati nai thi clg ko' kind of girl till end. But y do we olways shitt and act by connecting dots before hand? She was and is so quiet that hardly a person can get to know anything about who and how she is. Yepp she has talents, she has that girly attitude n style, I donno why she olways hides it behind her silence. Yepp it's her own way of being with friends I hope, nor do we complain. Just one special person and your life can change to a new unknown dimension you have ever been into. Yepp, this happened to this pretty girl (Chinmay♥) who I have been lucky to meet. She is no more a lull body be causeshe has been a part of a family now. Nobody is perfect and I don't want her to be, because no other craziness beats the one we have with our maddo champs. A feeling of gratitude surges when I realize how these four years have peppered our daily talks to turn into a sweetest relation. Thanks for everything♥
A dedication for you♥

Lonavala diaries

Chilling scenes on highway street

photomania proofs

sporty moods

farewell flashbacks

Holi at army ground

FRIENDS Part-2

noreply@blogger.com (Kanchan Chougule) — Fri, 05 May 2017 03:30:00 +0000

Name:- Pratiksha Ambolkar.

Age:- 21

A very bindass type of girl. You can attribute her as a rowdy tom-boy. Her nature is something that cannot be hidden behind fake smilies and emojis. If you are wrong then that's it. She stabs you on your face then and there,there's no hiding, you are the victim and she is the jury :-D :-P.
She doesn't need a training period of few months like me :'( to get acknowledged to a person and specially if it's about our 'jijus'. Aye, her sense of humor, her mockings, teasing, dubbings are all pro levels. But the sweetest thing is she cannot fake things to us. She just keeps herself open 'An open book'. PAHUNCHAAR is something I adore of hers. When late nights after college tired me she was the one I saw who bothered for me and that she wasn't faking her care, made me feel kin to her. Yea, I would never forget those days. Yepp she does mistakes and so do we ( human tendency na bruhh :-P ). Being affirmative no mistakes of a person are so high that cannot be forgiven. I look forward to be with you in the years to roll. Thanks for every day and hour being with me and making it hilarious.Thanks for all those bad and difficult times you have been there for me. Love you.
A dedication for you♥

First bday celebration by us of chinmay

Lonavala diaries

Horizon missings

bday parties

FRIENDS Part-1

noreply@blogger.com (Kanchan Chougule) — Fri, 05 May 2017 03:14:00 +0000

Name :- Chinmay Shinde
Age :- 21

Horizon 2k17

bday bashes

His first bday celebration by us

Editing apps fun

Capturing memories

It was our second year of engineering everybody was in a new environment, but nobody's face seemed so glum as his. I sat on the front rows with him on my back (burying his face in his book), I turned to him for some clarification of syllabus (blurr memories) and this dude was like 'hmmmmmmmmmmm' with a jabardasti-nodding gesture. I was lyk "Ohh shitt Wrong person ! :O ". But the other day I saw him in his mate's dp with a smile that would surely say Somebdy is gonna kill his guts if he ever smiles agn. I was lyk "what's wrong with this engineer?" I mean he was all a vanilla flavour. But then now here we are too close to fade away from each others memories. A guy I would say who was so shy to talk to a girl now has moved in with one. It seems lyk a person whose past had dragged his smiles and cheers so harshly has come to life, to live it and make it. This one I have to say is 'selfless'. Sometimes I get jealous of how come such things aren't installed in me. Yaa he errs many times, but I feel lyk to let it go cz afterall we are one. Yepp his Jokes I would say UNBEATABLE, bacchi kuchi dhajjiya koi uda sakta h to its only in SHINDE' S blood.( I can't even brief ua jokes here chinmay. U can imagine the extent :-D :-P) Yaa this all will b missed horribly. I have never confessed it but u r a perfect positive image of a Man. I hope that the distance, misunderstandings, anger, may never affect our frndship ties. Waiting to see a long lyf ahead with the Shinde fmly♥
A respectful dedication :-)

CAVE Love isn't the only one!

noreply@blogger.com (Kanchan Chougule) — Fri, 07 Apr 2017 10:04:00 +0000

"Do you remember that cave Snow? We should have never left it."
Cave? It's depicted to be full of rocks, love, lovers and their romance. What it distinctly didn't picturize was what it actually resembeled to? Why was it that she threw her body for him in that cave and arrows outside it? Why was it a lustfree love inside and outside a lustful kind ? A partner always fails to summarize the love of their life. Every love story starts on a single track in one corner of the world away from wildlings and kingdoms where they tend to rule it and make it their place for a moment. But it sadly remains ONLY that place for them, only THAT love, that when they go beyond the walls their insecurity build up. They fail to understand that they have left that cave and act far away and need to build a new one with new acts and kinds. This failure leads them to lose the track and walk on a path that hurts their bare feet and heart. If mulled over we never leave that cave. Relations are made and so do love. Its an involuntary act and place for them. Not every cave can be built for you. If done so loving would not have been of such difficulty. Build your cave. Secure your love. Ace and you win. If not then 'You Know Nothing!'

MARINES Magic!

noreply@blogger.com (Kanchan Chougule) — Fri, 07 Apr 2017 09:45:00 +0000

The other day sitting on its shore I wasn't able to fathom the reason why it's the epitome amongst all the beaches. The Marine Lines is another perk of this awful city. Every beach brings an element of calmness into the atmosphere and so does this.
The tetrapods, the skyscrapers circumnavigating the shore, everything makes it unique. These shores have experienced poverty and richness. It has witnessed the love of people, the kisses shared secretly. It is an on-looker of a new relationship and a breaking relation. It looks on the promises made and broken. It has seen people crying and Laughing at its shore. It has experienced the heaviness of secrets divulged there. The tetrapods have served shelter to the slumdogs for years. This shore has watched Stars making a promise and building those by its side. It has seen the dead terror sailing through its body and devastating its land. It's not just a shore, it's a lively shore, it lives with the city, it lives for it. All these thoughts stirred through my mind sitting on those tetrapods. The waves touching the shore felt as if they gave a nod to my thoughts. Reluctant to leave when I glanced at it again the shore( the curve ) seemed to give me a sphinx like smile. I sighed.

FAILED Daddy!

noreply@blogger.com (Kanchan Chougule) — Thu, 06 Apr 2017 11:50:00 +0000

The day I took birth..You were the reason I came to this holy earth...

That moment my mom says paa...u didnt show up for a month or far...

Today through this talent u showered on me I rearrange this question which resides in me...

What was the reason from that day till date u didnt show any interest in your she???

They say for a daughter her father is the only king in her life...

I fight a lump in my throat for its not true in case of mine...

It was once true paa, when I was small....for I wasnt able to distinguish the truth which now seems bitter and sour...

They say the only boy who truely loves a girl is her dad...

Again a tear rolls down..for u never cared to love ua lad...

I know a man never showcases his love as women do...but I pray its not too late you realize this and try me to soothe...

Yes, you were my first and last teacher who made me stand by my feet..for nobody can take this position dad, you have captured this seat...

Now I have to think which else position should you be honoured with...coz I dont remember any role you played it so neat.

I was young and tiny when you physically hurted your girly family...

You dumped your anger on my mom when she did nothing wrong...

I cried that entire night while questions darted in my mind...

Yea dad those were the days you lost your child...

Today I am only your student and you my teacher...I respect you but only as a preacher...

You say that I plant myself in front of mobiles and PC's always...

And I say its a better option than to take a hard look at you and turn my gaze sideways...

Being with you for so many years...one thing is crystal clear...

While others considered their children as asset you were the one who changed this context...

Liability is the perfect definition which you fitted onto me...is this the reason dad you are unpleased with your liable she???

Your wrinkles have multiplied...and still I try ways to please you dad...

In return you give me a night full of dark n tears and my mind again strays back...

But still you made be impeccably professional...but then a question pops in my mind why am I weak being personal...

Sometimes life throws curve balls and we question why??

Maybe it's just for us to soar high..

You are the unwanted twist a girl will ever feel, and a package still completely sealed!

PUPPET Life!

noreply@blogger.com (Kanchan Chougule) — Thu, 06 Apr 2017 08:16:00 +0000

Great saints say life actually is a dream, real world is with the supreme Lord in front of whom we kneel.

We are the puppets of his show, many people assist or resist depending upon their role.

For us these instrumentals are our kith and kin.

When this play is messed up we complain have I done any sin?

Childhood is the cutest part of this drama, since we are pampered and loved by our parents and grandmas.

The day when more than us our parents take the oath of making our future bright, I say we get trapped in the rat race in a way right.

Since affection is replaced by attention, if worst fate we face detention.

Unaware of why and for what is this happening to us, we forget that we cannot connect our dots at first.

The essence of life is already getting faded and bored, when we accept it happily by getting degrees more.

Between these hopeless days we sometimes come accross the hopeful person, we begin plans to live days of lumpsome.

As the threads of our fate are in the hands of the almighty, sometimes departing from our loved ones becomes a history.

Then we achieve a degree and a master, uncontended we sometimes do a series and a parallel of various branches in a cluster.

The biggest lol moment is now we wait to be get hired, and life goes on by balancing pay checks and expenses with the fear of getting fired.

Building a family the show becomes more a mess, we hope atleast now to have a bit rest.

Now we open our eyes and see the naked truth, that we have been trapped for years in a loop.

Realization of this agony we do a nail bite, and say our deeds have grown enough to become ripe.

These ripen deeds are our children who actually are now cool, for whom without givng a second thought we say, “Come on baby lets go to school”.

The controller sits there and laugh, thinking that this another puppet has learned nothing from his past.

Now the deed again goes through the same trauma as his dad, no luck nothing new which actually seems really bad.

Old age is the second childhood of a man they say, parents need to be nutured with utmost love and care.

Lucky are those who see the above line experienced thoroughly, while most have seen the things done to them exactly opposite.

There comes a time when the puppet feels its threads becoming upwards tight, thinking its time for him to leave this earth right.

Now the actual truth dawns to him, that this life is the mirage of what he has seen.

High time it seems, and he begins to weep.

They say truth sits upon the lips of dying man, hoping to to something worthy this doll of lord tries to utter his last word in the ambulance van.

But the director of the show doesnt like such silly twists, and he keeps the truth undiscovered by pulling upwards his wrists.