Last night in Delhi

Right now i am filled with a collection of clashing emotions . I don't know which of them is empowering which one , i even don't know what i want right now i am lost in my own world .On one hand i feel bad that i am about to leave my city my people again ,and again i have to anticipate on when i will get time to pay them a visit and on the other hand i feel good that i am about to go back to my friends and feeling of getting busy with my assiduous life is bringing a hint of smile on my face .But i am not sure which is more ponderous in my mind..........I am leaving tomorrow for Bangalore and already i feel the change in me .The ideas which helped me get away from my boredom have just stopped flowing as if they are telling me that your stay in Delhi is over ,my mind is again diverted to Bangalore.......My suitcase is ready it's just that i have to pack a few things ,the things which mattered to me the most and those would be my time spend with my parents my brother and my friends and i will cherish them throughout my stay in Bangalore............

A Quaint feeling

Here we are humans as sons of Adam and Eve in this world ,thinking about our past present and future getting often befuddled on many situation's in our life .With our objects with our goal we are like horse with a finishing line .Lets give it a break we are humans aren't we ,we are the ideal race to get confused with our own self .We on the other hand have managed to get to great heights because of our confusion and we remain confused ,i am sure this confusion will take us too our at most positions .Confusion in our life's has been like a rat in the house we have always tried to keep it out but it has always managed to sneak through in all the matters .Say for instance it may have been the confusion of Christopher Columbus which made him search the land of america whether or not he was searching for the path of Asia or it may been Adolf Hitler who made an attack on Russia which later costed him in a defeat .If bill gates won't have been confused on leaving his studies then we won't have had Microsoft with us ,and most important if Gandhi ji won't have got confused on looking at India after he came back we won't have got independence .Right or wrong confusion have got us to were we are and i thank my confusion that where ever i am is because of you and i am sure you guys must be as confused as i am right now......

My city my town

As soon i use the words my city my town people would say ahhh! here we go again with his stupid allegiance towards Delhi .Well which is not true Delhi is not my city Delhi is not the city from where my roots came Delhi is not the city where i got into existence .My city my den is Varanasi popularly known as Banaras .

Varanasi is a tourist destination as well as a godly place it is one of the oldest inhabited city in the world .The holy river Ganges flows though it and there by leaving a large impression on the tourist as well as on inhabitants .Ganga is also considered very sacred in Hindu's .Banaras has also been home for some prominent philosopher's and musician like Munsi Premchand ,Kabir ,Jaishankar Prasad ,Acharya Shukla ,Girja Devi , Ravi Shankar ,Hari Prasad Chaurasia and Ustad Bismillah Khan .Gautam Budha gave his first sermon at Sarnath which is located in Varanasi .The city also has the most prominent and one of the oldest university in india 'Banaras Hindu University' i have had a very close association with this university as my grandfather was a professor in it .The city got it's name Varanasi from the two rivers Varuna and Assi ,and it is situated between both the rivers with Ganges in it's south.

More then the above facts the thing which matters to me is that this city gave me existence .I was born on the 11th day of march 1990 ,I was being told that day was Holi as many of you would be knowing that the most grossome Holi in india is played in Varanasi So you could guess how much trouble i had given to my parents and my relatives .I still remember my mama telling me that how he ran on the railway tracks leaving the food behind which he was getting for my mom just because a mob started chasing him and why wouldn't they chase he was wearing a white kurta .My grandfather owns a house in Varanasi just beside river Ganga and Trust me guys the view is by far the most beautiful and the most peaceful view i have ever seen in my life .

Whatever the city may be dirty ,polluted ,uncivilized but still whenever i get down on the station it gives me the warmth that home would give to any other person.....

Rail gadi

"Kabhi Kabhi mere dil mein khayal aata hai ke jaise tujhko banaya gaya hai mere liye" that's about the first thing which comes into my mind when i think of railways specifically indian railways.....my obsession towards railway was since birth ,i was one of those kid who would always keep the names of trains in mind rather then concentrating on his studies .My father would come to me to ask about railway time table rather then referring to one......But with all this obsession there was fear to ,now you guys must be thinking what is so fearsome about Indian railways ,it is the overcrowded trains which i used to fear ,because of which my father used to get into a fight it maybe due to reservation or it could be because of an acceptable behavior of fellow traveler's.......

I still remember a journey which me and my family had to do .We were travelling in this train which had to take us from delhi to varanasi(My birthplace) .I may have hardly been 7 though i clearly remember it .The train had stopped on a station called amethi and we were traveling in first class a very rude man had stepped into the compartment he was very hostile my father gave him warning he didn't listen .And continued with his behavior my father had no option then to drag him on the tracks beat him till he realized his mistakes .Now on the other side i was crying like my father was beating me ,i was more amusing for the people around then my father's enduring performance.....

As i grew up saw myself drenching into my obsession .I used to plan my journey way before my parents used to think about going .The train glance was never a glance for me it was my text book I won't disagree that it was a concern for my parents too .I had made a habit into obsession ,though i have to say that it did help me and my family but may not have helped much.....

And i could still proudly say that my love towards trains is same but the fear has gone .Even if you ask me today that what would you choose for a visit between a tourist destination or railway station i would prefer the later one.....

From all this i have learned something and the thing which i have learned is that it is not bad to make a habit into obsession but it should be in limited form or it may hamper your journey to the final destination....

Progenitor

I will tell you something about myself i am the most obedient child my parents could have got actually you could say that i am in my parents beck and call , which i don't think is bad at all and i am proud to say that , well how bad your parents could think about you the worst they can do is say yes when asked for a bike and then something comes into there mind and compels them to say no , well lets not freshen up the healing wound......What i wanted you guys to know is that i never forced my needs on them i don't disagree that i manipulated and kept my needs which looked like more preponderance to them......i have always kept peace with my parents and in return i have got what i wanted and also what i never wanted......

Now i am sure many of you would be thinking that why suddenly I am proving my docility towards my parents , well that is because i was talking to a person yesterday. He had some issue with some thing that his parents did allow him to do and i had a prolonged talk with him . And at that time i realized something. I realized that a person could go to any extent if he doesn't get what he desires even if the it is his or her parents in this case . And that second i realized how world is changing how they don't understand that they are there birth giver's, you couldn't have managed to come in the world without them.....

Even if the issue is big or small it doesn't matter but the hostility shown once will always remain like a qualification in your resume......And never forget you didn't come on earth by your own....and please stop being american's........

A New City

How could i forget the day when i had to leave Delhi and plan my future in the Beautiful city of Bangalore.At that time there were no emotions nothing of that such feeling had cropped into my mind,there was no despair no anger no happiness though there was one thing which was there and which also stayed for a long while was curiosity.At that time i didn't know whether i was following my dreams or i was joking or kidding with my own self.It was that feeling which took me along the commencement of my sojourn in Bangalore.......

I still remember when i first came to my paying guest accommodation,my parents left me in Bangalore 15 days before the commencement of my college and as you know i was alone in the big city just like a sheep in the big city.I had nothing to do,my room had a TV on which i spend my maximum amount of time i had books to read but still it needs a little more to make me read , lock me in a room with only a book then i may give it a shot.Those miserable 15 days try to change my mind but i was sturdy as a horse.I had got myself a goal.

Finally my college started and i found myself busy in assignments and tests,that was the day where all my curiosity went and i came to terms with my new city.I started feeling more comfortable maybe because i had friends now or maybe i had some role in this city.I was happy again.....

It is sure that where ever you go you will miss the city born and bought up in but you have to make way for your own good and keep it aside and focus on what you got in your hand and rest is assured......

Embarkation

Well many of you would be thinking that here we have another wannabe blogger who wants to

prove a point,blog around try to be one of us and one day he comes across that its no more in fashion so he decides to quit blogging and starts following his dazed path of unending abeyance.........exactly that's what i have come here for........

Well blogging was always never ever in my list its just that the tortures holidays of mine choked me to get into such stuff for which it took me 20 days out of 30 days holiday to get into negotiation with my own terms.Well gladly i started some how with some inspiration...........

Now you guys would be thinking why the tittle Zebra crossing , not just because i like chris rock and he played a character of a zebra in the movie madagascar , though that was the first thing which came into my mind when i planned to do this animosity.but actually it was the message that it gives to us as masses and as an individual that one or the other place we have to stop we can't just run with our dreams on the cost jeopardizing others ,and as someone has said don't just create happy face create happy faces...

I hope i am successful with what i have come to achieve......

And please if any spelling mistakes don't point at me and laugh......i will curse you to death.......

Soon i will come with more stuff so stick around..........