i know never again, still

I was sitting in the last seat in the cab. It was almost empty, thanx for it being a friday night 9.30. The friday evenings are not intended for sitting at your office desk n bang your heads on the keyboard.... But I had no plans for today n simply sat ther in office.

I was listening to A.R.Rahmans new song from Ada.

"Mujhe Milo Wahaanaa Wahaan Jahaan Pehle Mile...
Mujhe Milo Wahaanaa Wahaan Jahaan Pehle Mile...Chalo Chale Wahaanaa Wahaan Jahaan Kal The Mile...
Mujhe Milo Wahaanaa Wahaan Jahaan Pehle Mile...Chalo Chale Wahaanaa Wahaan Jahaan Kal The Mile...
Jahaan Suraj Nikalta Tha, Jahaan Se Din Machaltha ThaJahaan Se Bus Guzarthi Thi, Jahaan Pe Rail Rukthi Thi
Jahaan Pe Tum Utarthe The, Jahaan Pe Roz Milthe TheJahaan Waade Iraade The, Jahaan Bhaadein Woh Dhaage TheWahin Ek Baar Aajao…..
Mujhe Milo Wahaanaa Wahaan Jahaan Pehle Mile...Chalo Chale Wahaanaa Wahaan Jahaan Kal The Mile...
Tumhe Kya Yaad Hai Woh Chhath, Jahaan Tumne Likhe Woh KhhathKabhi Ashqon Se Likhthi Thi, Kabhi Hoton Se Likhthi Thi
Who Khhath Kaise Jaladoon Mein, Tumhe Kaise Bhuladoon MeinBade Ka Dard Yeh Jithna, Karoonga Yaad Tumhe Uthna, Karoonga Yaad Tumhe Uthna...."

i died

hey these guys are asking me to choose the font and color.
really funny yaar....
i dont care. sorry.
properly saying, i cant care....

u know- i m dead today

y i came to this blog?
just becuse i cant share ma life with ma dear ones.
i cant tell it to ma friends, wt that fking doctor told me today.
i just dont want to ask ma parents advice also in this matter.

hey friend,
i jst kept on writing n forgot to introduce maself.
i m a simple guy who jst passed the so called silver jubilee of the festival called life.

n today wt all changed....
y the hell ther was a day so called may 2nd 2008?

i simply went to consultation.
n dat sweet/caring lady doctor made me 2 remove ma shirt.
afterall she is a woman, may be 35 ya maximum 40.
everything fine up to that point.

then she made an eye contact with the nurtse.
yes... somthing is wrong.
oops the nurse nodds her head as if she had found it before the doctor.
at that moment i came to know that they are going to tell me some really bads news.

"so how old are you?"
"25"
"hw long u have been suffering from this?"
"i m having it for some days now"
[ hmmm... i had seen many gud doctors than u.... dont try to be smart gal]
"look deep...."
[oops did she find out wher i was looking, eh?
anyways i started looking in to her eyes now]
your lungs are fine, but it seems like your heart takes some effort each and evry time you take deep breath.
[ya, thats what the heart is meant for. what a doctor she is. and the ladies are better to be gynacologists than consulting specialists]
"dont get tensed, you just have to take an ECG, then 2d echo and AED pelvis.....

hmmmmmmm

so its getting serious.

wt are these pelvis n all?

i had heard about ECG, read about it, seen many movies in which heroines go thru tunnel like analytical machines and all.
now it comes for me.

hey believe me.
its nt fun.
its nt at all fun.

you can watch a movie and can be symapthetic to the hero for loosing his beloved one.
but this is different, man.
here i m gonna die.

nop

i died.

PS: you really think its cool to be a heart patient, who makes all his dear ones cry for him.
Who utters his last wish from the hospital bed and then dies?.... do you?
Its not a movie wher i can die and make you weep. And act in next movie as a wild life fotographer. Its ma life.

I WANNA LIVE.