Craziness Vs Missiness

What we all do, is always an important, funnier and crazy part of our life. Believe it or not, you always smile back on older memories, no matter how much deadly, cursed or cry-outy thing it may be. You always end up smiling and think "Well that was awkward but I enjoyed it really." It is all that experience that binds you, makes you, bolds you. We all need someone to share it out everything. To talk about all crazy things you did, the mind-blowing unhappening things you had imagined. We need to be happy. Of course no one's wanna be sad. Hang in there readers cause' you have to cherish the moments ever after.

Really if I must say - missing somebody is the most hardest part of life. If you can't meet someone of whom you are so fond of and you can't say anything to them. You are already died at that point.

I too have that someone whom I have cared for from the starting. It's true that I met her in The Most Popular Social Networking Website Facebook. And I know it's not appropriate to propose someone to be your girlfriend whom you have not met even.

But you also know how it hurts to even think that you can never meet her in person. Fear creeps you into death and we shed tears on the mere fact that she will never be yours. Well you know things go even more bad when that girl tends to be your sister. Being with an un-original sister-like girl and thinking mad things really makes situations grave. You can be certain though that if the girl you like the most is your Facebook sister (not real blood sister), then things are turning real bad for you because you are going to be in a great confusion and stress.

Initially, you will greet her with being the world's best sister tag for her. And if I say so she really is. After sometime she will go easy on you, be friendly with you, Use some very lovely tags as "awww" etc. But then you eventually start liking her and this is where boys mess with themselves. They get into 3 choices literally and all of them are a bit deadly.

1) Tell her the truth and wait forever for a reply. There are 3 things here the girl would do
(i)Yes I love you too, but as a sister.
(ii) I don't love you. I like another guy. He is more handsome and lovely.
(iii) Block you forever and leave you.

2) Try to force her out of your life.
But she says "You are the best brother in the whole world. You can't leave me, It would really hurt me." (I don't know how to deal with this).

3) Never tell her that you love her and suffer internally for years until you find someone else to talk to.


These 3 choices really are traps and I have imagined all of them. I am completely dead, because if I leave her it hurts her and I would never want to hurt her. If I tell her that I love her, then too she will get hurt on the fact that her only promising loving brother proposes her to be his girlfriend. And if I let myself control then it kills me each day. Do anything but in the end I always suffer. Well she's cute and lovely and I am black-dark and sturdy. There's no way, you get along with a girl like that.

I don't know what to do. Do anybody happen to have any ideas.  :(  :(

The First Winner

This one is one of my favorite parts of my life till now. I like it because it tells you completely about human nature and a child's so innocent and immature mind.

It is really tempting if you get lower grades in subjects, But it devastating if your friend gets a higher grade than you. Same was the case with me in Khandwa.  It was time of class tests. As I had already told you that the education system in Khandwa was so backward that I didn't even to study anything and I could just get marks easily. And it got so true when the results of our Unit Tests appeared before me.

My class teacher called me in front of the class and told me that I had secured the first rank in class. I was somewhat happy, but there wasn't the satisfaction of achieving great heights. Because everything became so easy and I didn't have to do much. She gave me the First Ranker Badge. Initially, I didn't know why I am being made so popular day by day. Though I was the First Winner now.

After I had topped the class. Students from different parts of the benches started interacting with me. I got numerous friends and all of them started to talk to me. Then I remembered that how things changed from me being an unknown alien to a good friend.

I learnt then that, people interact with those who really do something. They just don't care about anyone new and backward or outsiders. But once you achieve something, everybody gets attracted towards you.

Girls didn't seem very much to take any interest . I didn't meant them to either. They are really jealous creatures. One big explanation was that I wasn't handsome. That is enough to let you know your standards among girls.

"Achievement is not something you achieve with pleasure, it is something achieved with hard work, determination, curiosity ,patience and love." 

The First Time In New School

One of the main problems after getting transferred is to find a good school there. We had to take a decision fast. Near our home was a small school named "Scholars Den". As I was a kid my father thought that a reputed school nearby the house is better. So I took admission there soon and it was a easy process as I got admission directly. 

I had to resume school after 4 days of taking admission. We got all the books and uniforms from the market. And That Tuesday I pursuited for my first day in that small,wonderful,heart-beating school where I will find the love of true friends and an unexpected convuljant attraction towards girls. I didn't expect any of these when I got there. I remember that day freshly in my mind. 

As I didn't know anybody there and I had trouble finding my class "6th Blue".It was actually at the basement to the right. But I revolved around the whole school searching it. But Finally I was able to recognize my class there and I sat down there. Students came into the class and went just like that didn't care about me. No one bothered about a new guy in the class. 

The assembly time came soon. We assembled in disciplined queues and went to the ground. The first prayer was somehow difficult and I just muttered and listened carefully. Then the pledge started. In our old school, we pledged by straightening our right arm completely. But in here, they just raise there hand in a way like they are giving blessings to anyone. This was really confusing but I just followed the way the students around me did. The only thing I knew there in the assembly was "The National Anthem". And believe me I had never sing the national anthem more precisely and lovely like I did that day. (But this is just a lie because I sing it better everyday).

Then we darted to our respective classes and everybody started talking. I remained silent there as nobody wanted to talk to me. Then our class teacher came, She was very lovely and cute. She was a English Teacher and very interactive too. She noticed me and I gave them my introduction. We communicated in English much fine. The students glared at me like I was an alien. 

I sat down and started studying. Though there were other students who took admission there for the first time. But they were all communicating well. I was the only idiot there who looked like an idiot and a Nerd.

Many days passed by like the same and I didn't talk to all of them. One day our games teacher saw me alone. Her name was "Monica Mam". She called me and asked whether I have good friends or not. I said I am good I have my friends. She saw my lie and loneliness. As it was break time, she took me with her to the ground and told me to interact with that group of guys. She pointed me to a group of boys of my own class. They were like fighting with each other. I joined them and started talking. It was easy as Monica mam introduced me to everybody. It felt good as I now had a set of lovely friends. Their names were Ayush,Chetan,Raja,Aradhya. 

"You can't survive anywhere if you don't have friends. They are the oxygen of our hearts."

The First Hear

It is a bit awkward when you hear some name for the first time isn't it. The same case pursued me when the news of transferring again exploded. It was night-time that day, My bro, me and my father were in the Mall. Suddenly my father got "The Most Unexpected call". He talked to them for about 10 mins. Then he turned to us and told that we have been transferred to 'Khandwa this time. I asked him "Where is Khandwa , in Chatthisgarh or Madhya Pradesh"."It's in M.P." He replied.

It was the most mysterious name I have ever heard. I was not feeling good about going there. We came home and Dad told us that we will have to move to Khandwa in 2 months. Wow, thats a great news. I am left with 2 months to enjoy myself here with my best friends. 

And though I was wrong again. I got a very much less time because we had to prepare for going to Khandwa far more. It was disastrous that I couldn't meet my friends now for another three years. I met my nearby friends swiftly and dashed home.

Two months didn't seem so long this time. Maybe God wanted to see Khandwa soon and explore the wonders of the people who live in that small city.

That day came soon. We loaded all the materials in the truck and ordered it to go to Khandwa. We went to station and waited for the train. In some minutes I was in the train to Khandwa. WE reached that city in about 5 hours. There was a car waiting for us. A friend of my father recieved us there. His name was "Mudliyar", That's what we called him. He was a nice guy and we went through the up-down stones of Khandwa's roads. We reached home and met with everybody. Our luggage was waiting for us there beforehand and they had unloaded it before we came. 

We then met those kind old people under whose supervision we had to live in that so-called lovely home. It was awesome for some time. But we then had to make the house look beautiful.This is where the whole messy thing starts. Keep that thing, this one here and stuffs. Then you have clean the whole house of dust, turning it to a clean beautiful palace-like structure. Though this is what we learn in life. 

"Clean your problems not solve them. Problems are made to learn,not to disgrace".

My Life at a small glance

My life has been very tremendously confusing for me as I didn't know which girl to chase really or to drop Loving completely. Love has itself given me many things, it don't let me hurt other people but care for them instead. It has also given me happiness and support. So the only thing I needed was a girl with whom I can share everything and keep her happy and die everyday in her absence. I wanted a special kind of Feeling for Love which could not be explained. Though the World has given me enough Love.

I had now three sisters. For the convinience let me name them for you as well:

I had my Real cousin sister, the most beautiful, an angel ofcourse for me. She has been the biggest ideal for me for everything I have ever learnt from her. I love her so much and I can't really live without her aid. She had completed her bachelor degree in Commerce. And she is going to do MBA in Bangalore in 2 months from now.I think I will be the one who is gonna miss her when she will be gone as she has been a great personality and an example in my life. I don't think I would be able to see her after she would be gone. Makes me cry always. Her name is Kavita. I call her 'deed' for a short word for didi. She kinda liked it though.

My second sister was the one which I have mentioned in the earlier posts. The sister of my Love(Nimisha). Actually the thing is I loved her truly, I never told her and I never want her to know this. I was afraid if I would ask some shit like proposing her or any other thing so I may lose her. And that grief would be final. So I decided to maintain a bro\sis relationship with her, ensuring not to hurt anybody. I still think of her everyday but what to do, afterall she was the prettiest sis I have got. She had saved my life and I could give her happiness in return. Today also I am in touch with her. She is the smartest and a good modern girl who has all the better qualities which could be imagined by nature. Her name is Anushka and I am very happy to have her in my life.

My third sister was my classmate in Khandwa. She had  tied the rakhi on my hand on the day of Raksha Bandhan. Probably the most sweetest girl I have ever known. As a brother, my job is to protect her. But soon I was astonished and used to her childish behaviour. She was very naughty according to other sources. But in my view she was very cute, good and very social. She shared each and every thing with me. About her day and her personal experiences.Her name is Sanskriti and she is my cutest sister ever and I am the most luckiest person, to  get a chance to be her brother.

I have made the three mistakes of my life as you can see in my previous posts. And I think those three mistakes are filled by these three beautiful sisters of mine. These three have been my greatest assets. And I have no hesitation in telling you that I love them. They have given me everything and I cannot live without any one of them. They define me completely. Though I won't discard my brother in this, who has taught me and cleared all my doubts and made a way for me to completely see this world.

I am very grateful to have my three sisters and my brother who have made my life like a pure heaven on earth. Thanks to them and also to my readers who are the builders of my life career.

Thank you everybody


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The Love Feeling (continued) The Wow Feeling

This is the continuation of the 2nd page of the Feeling series.

After the three mistakes. I decided to contact her sister and actually know what had really happened. I sent a  friend request to her and after sometime she confirmed it. The first message was from her saying "I know you want to talk to my sister". That sentence really moved me and I realised I am not alone. I told her to apologise from my side to my love. We talked everyday after that and she talked very gently and friendly. She was also my love's classmate i.e. they were of the same age.

Soon after some days I started loving her. I realised it very soon. I didn't wanted to make another mistake so I made up a message which had the word "sis" in it. I decided to maintain a brother\sister relationship with her, so that I do not tend to love her and propose her or do anything crazy. All I was, very afraid that she would also leave me forever. That's why I did start a cute relationship with her.

She seemed very happy with the bro\sis relationship and often used the word "bro" in our conversations. I became used to it. But I just couldn't forget both of them. I loved both of them and have not said a word of love to anyone else .I asked her whether I have made a mistake by loving. She told me " Love is not a mistake". That was a great sentence  to be quoted. Maybe that's why loved her for her brilliance choice of words. In her recent Birthday, I made a presentation and sent it to her. She really liked it even though I didn't make animations as I didn't have much time.

My facebook sister didn't understand that I love her (thank God). I have never met her but was desperate and very eager to meet her once. But I couldn't because the first thing I would like to do when I meet her is hug her as my sister not as my lover or anything.

Thinking about her was all crap she didn't understand what Love is. They both didn't understand what love is. But inside me there was a lot of change because of love. I began to Love my surrounding and nature and each and every organisms that wandered there. Every girl I saw, even if she was physically disturbed, then also I saw how beautiful and pretty she was. I developed a taste in everything and the world became very comfortable and joyous.

This feeling is only enjoyed by those people who are in love. And those two girls were missing a lot of things in life. But they had taught me many things I am grateful of. It was quite an adventure with them. I still think of her though she is now very far away from me.

"Love is not a mistake" Remember this quote and keep loving your surrounding. Happy life everybody.



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The Love Feeling

In my life, Love came when I was 13 - 14 years old. It was the most beautiful adventure and experience of my life. I still laugh thinking how I got into Love. I was in khandwa, a city which I probably can call a village. As I expected I ruined my studies there as there were no good teachers nor syllabus. I went to a school close to my house. Initially I didn't had any friends there. But 1 day was a turning point of my life.

The day when I got the result of my 1st term paper. I had topped in the class, no one had believed it. And this was the first time I met the girl. She was too jealous of me, as she was the former topper and now she had me to challenge. I didn't take much attention on her though. The real problem started when I got into class 7th.

In class 7th, we shared each other very personally. Not that personally, we had to go together for a study presentation with the seniors to Bhopal. It was a quite good experience there and I think I messed many things out there. I didn't talk to her much and left her alone, like I didn't have any interest in her.

Then came the most outrageous annual function of class 7th. This was the day I showed my brother that this is the girl who is the topper of the class. And from that day, the teasing started, my brother always told me you and that girl would change the world and stuff. I was very annoyed of him when
he did that. But from when the day came when I had to leave Khandwa and go back to Bhopal due to my dad's transfer in 9th class. From then I decided to love that girl.And that was the first mistake I did.

For some days, me and that girl were in touch through Facebook (thanks to Zuckerberg sir). And soon she blocked me due to some of my crazy actions. This was my second mistake.(my crazy dumb actions)

I became very depressed since the day she left me. And 1 day I decided to send a friend request to her friend(a boy). From him I came to know that she is very obsessed with me and annoyed too. As soon as I read his outrageous comments, I went to the kitchen and picked up the knife. I thought of cutting my wrist nerve. I believed that I have hurt her and therefore I should also hurt myself . But then I thought, " Who the hell is she? And why should I hurt myself"? I decided to contact her sister before I could take another action on myself. This was the third mistake I did.(contacting her sister)

And here started my "Three Mistakes Of My Life" by Arun Kumar originally by the greatest writer "Chetan Bhagat sir".

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My Feelings

Guys Today I have to ask you something. How would you define a feeling? And What do you know about someone's feeling? In my Life and my adventures, I could easily answer these questions as I have lived in them. I have lived with those feelings which have made me happy and at the same time made me sad also. The only thing I am happy and excited about is that I have never let anybody hurt or cry because of me. I have a rule that if I hurt somebody I should too equally hurt myself as I cannot see others Cry.

Getting the answer of  those 2 questions is a very tough job, but let me give you the answer of the 1st question according to my view.

How would you define a feeling? The answer is simple.
A feeling is a thing which comes to your mind when you do something good for others and they smile\laugh and you realise that the reason behind that smile was you. That is when a feeling come. Many people think when they are lonely or sad then also feeling comes, but that is not a case. According to me I never see the wrong in people, I see the right thing in people, and that thing makes me feel special. See here comes the feeling of specialness.

In my life, I started to feel things around myself very late, say about, when I was 13 or 14 years older. This was the age when I first felt Love. And that changed everything in my life. My brother is a technology maniac. he always has something to tell about hardware things.On the other hand, I actually am a software geek, I like dealing with softwares and I am not at all interested in hardwares. When my brother and I go for a walk, he always tells me about Graphic cards and Processors and stuffs. I never speak a word in the whole walk. He would talk continuously about Hardwares and its working. I also pretend to be excited and nod at every statement of his. But in the inside I want to scream "I don't want to hear this shit". But I never did that because I want to him to be happy and share all his experience of what he had learnt. That one statement is enough to end the mood and the relationship.

So it is rightly said that:
"Choose your words wisely before you are ending a relationship." 
Atleast don't ignore anybody that's the basic thing also.

See more of my feelings ahead. And don't forget my meaning of feeling it's just like... Up You Read

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The 1st Birthday

As you all know, now I live in Gwalior, India. Today was my 1st birthday that is, on 30th July, 1998. This day was a very awesome for my parents and me. A grand party was thrown in our house. About more than 100 people came. Many of my Dad's friends came. They all gave me gifts and blessings. I was happy, though there is something I would like to tell you that actually I don't remember this day. I saw about this day in my photo album.

The cake was cut around 8:00 pm at night. And when I see those photos. My mother had held my hand so that I could cut the cake. I knew at that moment she was that angel who came to nurture me and give all the love to me. 

My Mother, My Angel

There were many people surrounding when I cut the cake of my own inauguration in this beautiful world. As my mother said to me I had only one and only friend then who had thought me everything from standing on my foot to other things a child has to learn. It was that girl who was about two years older than me. I don't remember her face nor her name. I think if someday I could meet her. My first friend who took care of me in everything.

As talking about the gifts, I got my first bicycle on that day. It was very small so that I could fit into it. I wonder whether I knew cycling at that age. The cycle was in yellow colour and its pedals were of black colour. I loved it. I don't remember the other gifts though and my parents too don't remember them I think.

In the following day, my Father got many gifts from his office staffs. They congratulated him for celebrating my first birthday. As I see those photos today also I break into tears. My father seemed so happy that like he had achieved something great. It was a memorable day for me and my parents also. 

My Home

Everybody settles in a place and live with their family and call that a peaceful home. But my home was kind of variable that is, it kees changing every 3 years. As my father work in the LIC ( Life Insurance Corporation of India). So he gets transferred to a new place every 3 years. So our house was variable.

But actually  according to me. Our home was not variable. A home is where you live with your family. Share happy moments with them. That is what a home is and yes I was with my family , with my parents and my loving brother.

As starting from my birth, my house was situated in the Bhopal, Madhya Pradesh, India. I was born in an hospital (not to mention). As I know after some days of birth, our family moved to Gwalior. where started the so-called life of mine.

My mother is a homemaker and she takes care of everything. My brother's name is Vijay and he is 4 years older than me. He has helped me the most in anything. From studies to plays to entertainment, he has provided me with all the things I have ever required.

So let's start from some introduction of my family members and their so vast relationship with me. Then we will move to the so-called mischievous activities I did in my life.

I love my family  :)  :)

The sting don't hurt

From the title you must have understand that something is wrong in my life. Let me clarify this is my story which I would like to share with you friends. So be relaxed

From this time I was about 4 to 5 years old. I don't remember where we lived at this time. But this incident was a good lesson for me when my mother told me about this incident.I know that this incident had a big impact on my mother but I learnt from it that how strong I am really.

It was a very fine day time. My brother had gone to school, father to office as usual. Me and my mother were left to fill the home with human beings. My mother had gone to the bath room to take a fine bath. And I was busy doing my work (don't know what work was there when I was 4 years old). Let me tell you how my mother recited this incident to me.

My mother went to take a bath. Suddenly she heard some crying noises from the living room. After taking the bath, she came out and checked what was the problem. She thought I might be hungry so she brought a bit of food but I declined. She didn't knew why I was crying and was very worried. Suddenly she saw my right hand which was folded with fingers. She opened my wrist and found a honey bee inside it. She was dumb-struck for a moment. My hand was swollen and became dark red. But fortunately the bee was dead.

When my mother recited me this she told me that the bee died by constantly stinging my wrist. She wanted to motivate me I know and always had a big heart for that. I love my mother very much. Though I don't know how the bee died but I know this that my mother is greatest gift I have ever got who recites me everything with an aim to motivate me.

This was the incident and it directly connects the title 'the sting don't hurt'. I never get hurt and never wanted to hurt others. My mother recited me to motivate me that I am the strongest person in the world.

LOVE YOU MOM

Memories

As I recall from my mother, I am sharing with you what I did when I was a little kid.

The Shoe Case

I too remember this incident till now. During this time I didn't even knew how to walk. So I would just crawl here and there and just get outside the home. At that time we lived in the Hotel Silver Inn of bhopal. I think I was just 2 years old then. It's a very long time before I know. So the mischievous activity which I did was, I would just take the shoes and chappals of the students who came there for tuition and throw them down at the ground floor. I don't even know how did I lift those shoes.

Everyday this activity was performed by me and all wondered how the shoes go to the ground floor. Many of the shoes were lost too but I can assure you I was not involved in any stealing activity. But, one day I had to be caught, my mother saw me and all the drama was over now. I don't remember if she scolded me or not but she really was angry.

I want to tell a big sorry for those students whose shoes I had picked up and thrown to the ground floor. I didn't mean to do that really. But yeah it was a sort of fun and entertainment. 

The starting

I was born on the night of 30th July 1997 AD. I think it was the most beautiful for my parents. And fr me the greatest day, as I set my foot on this beautiful loving world for the first time. As I recall from what my mother says, my father first took me in his hands and the smile which was in his face could not be explained. My mother also told that when my brother and I were born my father went to the Sai Baba temple to pray. As I know my father is a very divine man and the most blessed one I could think of. And that was the first day I saw my brother, four years older than me, he was pretty cute.

As my mother has recited to me, that my brother wanted to abandon me. My brother wanted a sister and accidentally I was born as a male. That could not be tolerated by him and he told my mother that he don't want me and to give birth to a sister for him.  My mother just smiled and ignored his talks I think. I don't know actually what happened at that time. But if you ask me, today Me and my brother resembles the greatest bond ever one can think of. I cannot live without him, and I think he couldn't too. We love each other and share everything between each other.

There are many more adventures we both have shared with each other and I will tell you everything. Many things I have forgot. But I would never forget those golden memories and the things which I had in my early age. And my relationship with my dear ones always.

Biography Intro

Actually, my friends I don't know how to write a biography systematically. I have read only one biography book in my life till now, and that is "The Story Of My Life" by Helen Keller. And I found that awfully awesome. But I can't really write a biography of mine like hers. Its so hified and my grammar is not that high-class that I will win the hearts of people and make any book and just sell it. This all is not possible. So that's why I am sharing my life happenings with you. So that you could be entertained and get any knowledge if you can get. You are always welcomed in my thoughts. Every comment will be welcomed. And I request please comment. I would also like it and you will too like my replies I think. Thank you everybody reader.

Let's get started

My name is P. Arun Kumar. I was born on 30th July 1997. And from this I think I assume that I am 15 years old. I am studying in 10th class currently, I am in a city called Bhopal in the Madhya Pradesh state of the India country. The neighbours around me are very helpful. Most of them are old aged women, who sits in chairs every evening and laugh louder than a lion's roar on any silly-made joke. This is the basic and the most annoying thing I can say about them. As my mother also involves that group, but she controls her happiness and stomach full of laughter. When the aunts starts discussing the whole city knows about them. I am unable to study at evening because of them. Even I close my doors of wood, then also there screams haunt me.
A lesson I learn from them-

"Never negotiate with any group of females whatever the situation is".

As it is my introduction, let me tell you about my family. In our family there are 4 members, me, my big brother, my mother and father. They all are the best of my life. they have given me everything I have ever wanted. I will tell you about there nature afterwards.

Friends are my building blocks without them I would have been incomplete and I would have been a waste without their motivations, smiles and the happiest moments I have spent with them.

So this was an introduction I am starting my biography from now. Hope you enjoy it. Thank you everybody and please comment. Link of biography page given below:

http://everythinghere007.blogspot.in/search/label/Biography