tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36710750208292806282024-03-13T18:26:42.548-07:00swittle storiesdr.vrushalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07577562160171210598noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671075020829280628.post-84700924745180952992010-11-19T23:25:00.001-08:002010-11-19T23:51:31.315-08:00me n bella:)<div align="justify"> i had this dream i year back...a brite red small car<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiblxvrInjkMNl8mwqy7II4rmYnbwD_-LC2wH-GpOj4wEhDP2WbwmgZJowwsezXhOYNSnGV0EfcorCKThyphenhyphen9w9KK3bQHOUgoi4OKn3-8fL2r8x1vCHMr-4wd-3ZKWQwkRhJQZA2TOfABH2Dd/s1600/Picture+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541530287285964098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiblxvrInjkMNl8mwqy7II4rmYnbwD_-LC2wH-GpOj4wEhDP2WbwmgZJowwsezXhOYNSnGV0EfcorCKThyphenhyphen9w9KK3bQHOUgoi4OKn3-8fL2r8x1vCHMr-4wd-3ZKWQwkRhJQZA2TOfABH2Dd/s400/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /></a> jst perfect for me...my neo estilo was got home on 17oct2010....all family..cousins n frens... i named her..yes "her "with this brite red sexy look..bella... meaning beautiful in spanish..i guess:))<br />m a neo driver as well...n have already managed some car stunts... one with rite tyre in a drain, that needed manpower from our neighbourhood to get it out...<br />stopping bella on a slope...n yes the car rolling back, me not knowing what to do...causing a traffic jam in the subway n policemen coming up for aid...scary na..ofcourse not me...all those around me, needless to say m a learner without the "L" sign!...<br />ha aur ek richaw ko thoka...in mumbaiya terms....par thank god usko pata nahi chala...i think theres more to come..but better stunts i hope..n meanwhile m learning....anyone wants a long drive?:))))lemme know.....</div><div align="justify">and a special thanx to my teacher...i call him guruji...my cousin n frend abhinay who has immense courage all through to assist my neoexciting n fearless driving....it wud not have been possible to avoid without him all that has been avoided...:))..........</div><div align="justify">now we are truely our own bad gang of super drivers...ruchi first..me n nandy.... :))</div>dr.vrushalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07577562160171210598noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671075020829280628.post-19627826434306890582010-05-14T08:30:00.000-07:002010-05-17T03:46:36.177-07:00matheran masti!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJwoY7quXnQJ3T-pQLNX6jqH6qaaI0Y1mShBNE5W-Rz7dSlQJuayTIs13Grib9p9adRcCoLq1tuCUhOUfAvZf46uRuucIxiPS0Cj90lONcJjPmr90BooktrPQ3Skg0QxdtHozuKbOqi22v/s1600/Image0183.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472188263112423762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJwoY7quXnQJ3T-pQLNX6jqH6qaaI0Y1mShBNE5W-Rz7dSlQJuayTIs13Grib9p9adRcCoLq1tuCUhOUfAvZf46uRuucIxiPS0Cj90lONcJjPmr90BooktrPQ3Skg0QxdtHozuKbOqi22v/s320/Image0183.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyDdUvugdRqUH9YGnUZtV5qRGzkzibsbz5U9N0clcIP53UKVbjlxMRh1ySz1LDJQejCrm4V66rWPPErOG_RAxC9zWBi0RYvo6PrbS4_mt05SwHNFMFjhshOyt8AixYV2uWDbHdwaNeN2IT/s1600/Image0178.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472187971428523698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyDdUvugdRqUH9YGnUZtV5qRGzkzibsbz5U9N0clcIP53UKVbjlxMRh1ySz1LDJQejCrm4V66rWPPErOG_RAxC9zWBi0RYvo6PrbS4_mt05SwHNFMFjhshOyt8AixYV2uWDbHdwaNeN2IT/s320/Image0178.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>mathe -head...n ran-forest...i guess thats how the name must have come....a little ahead of karjat u drive up a ghat only if u have a high power engine or take a toy train to get there....<br /><br />we were a group of four may be three...our latest married duo nandy n amit...n chaya n mi ..the baccha party:)....<br /><br />once u get up there u come across lots of fearless monkeys..lots of points...n muddy paths which seem to be a territory more for horses than human pedestrians like us....<br /><br />we the animal lovers refused to ride the horses since we were worried about cruelty to animals n in the process were cruel to amit...who would almost gasp on reaching a point by foot....finally he revolted n we saw some points using uniocular telescope like lenses for 10rs per head:)<br /><br />the heat squeezed out a lot of water evoking thirst every 10 mins...so no more points...there were 38 ,n we managed 3 as per our initial estimated target!<br /><br />we were lucky to come across a dear sprinting across...n lots of birds...so overall quite some wildlife...at the charlotte lake we had golas...ganna juice...melons...berries...n lot of nimbu sharbat n chaas.......hmmm..all refreshing us to fight the heat....<br /><br />it was tiring..walking so much...so i narrated vampire stories....love story of edward the vampire n bella the normal girl....that made the walk less tiring diverting our attention form heat...but chaya came up with some sad jokes n our feet were heavy again while amit gasped:)<br /><br />the evening was a delight..there was a disco in the hotel we stayed on the 1st evening...but the 2nd evening was stupendously fantabulously fantastic...it was the puppet show... these artist do such a wonderful job yet live a tough life on the liitle bit they earn..he had lovely puppets with amazing shiny costumes...n the dance n snake show he perfomed made us applaud n bakshish him as a reward..!<br /><br />we spent time on dicussing horror movies...novels...n as usual lot of stimulating medical diccussions..nandita being a surgeon cudn contribute much to peadiatrics..but she opened her mouth wherever she cud...funnily though:)<br /><br />shopping was fun...fancy chappals..leather bags...chikki...maza aya.....<br /><br />on our way back we visited a goshala...was a spiritual place...n we stopped our censored discussions which involved teasing the newly wed couple...<br /><br />we prayed n were fortunate to get the aarti on time...it was some miracle place n peolpe had experiences to narrate...we tried to meditate...but none of cud with the hissing breeze that ran across the trees giving an illusion of someones presence just behind....giving a scary tingle along the spine....but it was a soothing experience.. n we all need spirituality after all....<br /><br />as we drove we got back to singing our all time favourite item numbers...back to normal:)<br /><br />it was an amazing trip...after all the planning n arguments rite from location... to mode of transport... to who are finally coming...?" to are we finally going:)??"</div></div>dr.vrushalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07577562160171210598noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671075020829280628.post-82160351789632594422010-02-15T00:39:00.000-08:002010-02-16T10:39:00.893-08:00I LOVE MALVAN!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9mLkLPoDP0ky-dxn9-o8QY1cA_epFy9gYXeSmv8PqaqIhEhbfwY5HEwjAnMoHE3JBhD2052VjAygkJ5aRHTeK5Pinq8qpi85FAPMxxJpH3JbWjqGfH9_yyp90tlLSxY9YOK9FE8ahtou6/s1600-h/Image115.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438388012733371266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9mLkLPoDP0ky-dxn9-o8QY1cA_epFy9gYXeSmv8PqaqIhEhbfwY5HEwjAnMoHE3JBhD2052VjAygkJ5aRHTeK5Pinq8qpi85FAPMxxJpH3JbWjqGfH9_yyp90tlLSxY9YOK9FE8ahtou6/s400/Image115.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>MY NATIVE PLACE MALVAN.....ALONG THE KONKAN COASTLINE....SINDHUDURG DISTRICT....MAHARASHTRA... </div><br /><br /><div>i recently visited malvan, yes after a long time..it being a 12 to 14hrs journey by road to reach there.....the last time i visited there 2yrs back with my frens was wen we all resident doctors were on a strike n i was totally taken up by the richness of the place...n i had to go again....</div><div> it is full of wealth..true valuables...the sea..the trees..the fruits...the fish...the air...the sky....n the fertile land...it makes me feel so proud wen i watch this immense beauty that i belong to this land...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPNx21-LCOClL8e3emDoDsJgotyPY6cAYGVvE2217BQHALNWSWPVw9rv8But3F2bxE9rGqHSYx-PVJFle2ABxESdJbX4JTskKpJshEYf41xAQtaF5zhV2jKiZSIKtrruplFnY0YlppAvsB/s1600-h/DSC00136.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438392999937197890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPNx21-LCOClL8e3emDoDsJgotyPY6cAYGVvE2217BQHALNWSWPVw9rv8But3F2bxE9rGqHSYx-PVJFle2ABxESdJbX4JTskKpJshEYf41xAQtaF5zhV2jKiZSIKtrruplFnY0YlppAvsB/s200/DSC00136.JPG" border="0" /></a> there are several beaches tarkarli,chivla, where one can take a dip in clear blue waters that change colours as the sun sets...n the white sand that slips under the feet with lots of colorful shells that i kept collecting greedily like a kid...n not to forget that we had to be literally pulled out of the water as reluctant as we were to return back home..yes i was accompanied by my sibs n elders ofcourse...who had dedicated themselves on keeping a watch on us:) so my sis n me secretly went up one morning jst to realise it was not safe to go sailing to the sindhudurg fort due to the winds :(</div><div> i heard abt the recent jatra... "aangnewadi"....involving around 15 lac people in the religious procession a few kms away n we visited the temple a few days later...jst wondering how it must be to accomodate such a crowd in the temple of the goddess.......</div><div> it was not jst the tourist spots but also the small things that brought a smile to my face..... the marketplace was busy.... full of chikkis ,wadis, chivda,ladoo all homemade out of watever u can imagine...cashewnut,coconut, rice, poha,moong,syrups from avla ,kokam n more....n unfortunately there were no mangoes yet.........</div><div> i jst loved the colorful boats...the several cashew fruits hanging on the trees...the kacha kairis tempting to pull at them...the seafood...the vada pav....n everything....</div><div>it dissociated me from evrythng so unreal we crave for..n i wanted to be there for longer..even the site of my redundant house made me feel like a proud owner.....</div><div> yes m greedy for this wealth of beauty...n probably more than that....i think its this land that speaks to say .."come u belong to me"..n i will crave forever to hear that..... again i love malvan... n eternally......<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div>dr.vrushalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07577562160171210598noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671075020829280628.post-90555374306852856832010-02-07T09:24:00.000-08:002010-02-14T09:14:45.164-08:00fitness an obsession...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9W80gmaGJGmzD0A6Crr01eQ1oNtXO_f5D480gJkLQ8mwGTGh7uzeZQCdU77zGKCc_VzpUPcyRJYIfRpk8zSdhyphenhyphen8ufq4olxfvsKRGcCFZ4cSOIiextGnwBEXPxSDeKD3NL2Z260W0aNlkV/s1600-h/DSC00104.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438147704923048210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9W80gmaGJGmzD0A6Crr01eQ1oNtXO_f5D480gJkLQ8mwGTGh7uzeZQCdU77zGKCc_VzpUPcyRJYIfRpk8zSdhyphenhyphen8ufq4olxfvsKRGcCFZ4cSOIiextGnwBEXPxSDeKD3NL2Z260W0aNlkV/s200/DSC00104.JPG" border="0" /></a>i have become a major fitness freak these days...love the intensive workouts with my personal trainer n enjoy enormously the body pain associated with the used muscles....<br />initially it was jst weight loss that i was concerned with but eventually its now a craze..... an obsession.....<br />it feels great when there are subtle changes everyday in the body ,the contour of the muscles,the toned up feel n the incredible energy ur pumped up with... n the long run results with weight loss, strength n stamina give overwhelming feeling of achievement...a feel of fruitfulness of true hard work.....<br />its all abt regular exercise , healthy diet n not dieting, n dedication thats needed in watever u take up....n it pays as complements for glowing skin ,lustruous hair,shiny nails apart from a healthy heart n joints.....<br />n how wonderful it feels to wear all that u cudn wear before...n now with more confidence n grace....<br />well thats abt the body but mind needs fueling as well....exercise is an amazing stress buster.... it releases hormones that make u feel euphoric ,energetic n help with a good sleep that most people lack these days....<br />its a wrong notion that thin people dont need to workout...all of us thin or fat need to exercise to be fit n heathy n not jst for a great body but a sharp mind....<br />again its not abt looking good, cos beauty truely is abt ur inner self .......n one has to feel beautiful from within to look beautiful....<br />so exercise for a healthy body...peaceful mind...n beauty in the true sense.....n ofcourse stay away from strict diets...or monotonous diets n drugs n steroids.....jst the right exercise n right diet will do it all...<br />n dont wory abt the obsession....this one will help..n all the way!dr.vrushalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07577562160171210598noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671075020829280628.post-49367556801575416952009-10-28T20:19:00.000-07:002009-10-28T20:45:43.271-07:00cheating....<span style="font-size:85%;">it should never be about the person who cheats u, it should always be wat u learnt out of it......is it that u should stop trusting other people,u start cribbing about hopelessness in life,n keep brooding overwhy it was you......??<br />ruchi...one of my dearest frens often says...ACCHE LOGON KE SAATH HAMESHA ACCHA HOTA HAI PAR DUKH TO SABHI KO JHELNE PADTE HAI... n how suffering comes into ur life u dont know but i believe it comes only to mould u..to train u..to become a better judge n of course a better person...<br />coming back to the cheats n liars...n how u take this positively....<br />1)they give u oppurtunity to forgive them<br />2)they give u an assurance that u definitely have someone better in life to trust n love<br />3)u are saved of frequent cheating episodes<br />4)u know ur worth...if ur honest...u know wat u deserve<br />5)u have an oppurtunity to evolve...jst let go..anyway wat ur trying to hold back is fake!<br />so dont stop trusting n loving people...cos life is a journey...a search towards ur soulmate....n all those who walk away were never meant for u:)))n a loving heart always deserves true love never a cheat....... </span>dr.vrushalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07577562160171210598noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671075020829280628.post-13776677214610951162009-09-19T12:06:00.000-07:002009-09-19T13:04:14.999-07:00jimmy n me:))<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJWIrhaLuf7DXK36SPiSQUXlIOZFHAVcCbZgZLWzhdGUhPGQAcg_0gnT82FRMcQgHGwxwXUoobv1rqhNU3CBNHjbcP5HiXy6l1Umw-WgcXMcRgIMO26_g1AdGdoBr47cZ6DCfawDBLA_6l/s1600-h/DSC00394.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383258554707163666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJWIrhaLuf7DXK36SPiSQUXlIOZFHAVcCbZgZLWzhdGUhPGQAcg_0gnT82FRMcQgHGwxwXUoobv1rqhNU3CBNHjbcP5HiXy6l1Umw-WgcXMcRgIMO26_g1AdGdoBr47cZ6DCfawDBLA_6l/s320/DSC00394.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">one of the best companions life offered me was my pet jimmy.... came home jst 15days old...n we loved the surprise by dad,though mom was grumbling!</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">he wagged his tail wen we came home from school, licked our faces, n always begged for food:)</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">he grew in no time...while he chewed all possible things...from shoes to furniture...n was treated like the kid of the home......</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">all fell in love with him....but he fell n love with mom...cos she fed him...n with me...i dont know why?i told him all my woes n he licked my tears if i cried....but if jimmy was hurt we all cried....</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">he was a big boy n all were scared of his jaw n teeth....but not me.........i pampered him the most...got him chewes n a new belt in his neck....wud give him a bath ,brush his hair,feed him morsels from my plate,sleep on the same pillow,dust away the tics,take him for a walk or rather he wud take me for one......n much more.......somehow he became my child, though i wud tie a rakhi on him...n he wud be delighted abt it!</span> <span style="font-size:85%;">he was extemely intelligent n understood all that was said to him...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">one day he got a bad wound..n the vet said he mite lose his leg....i cried with the rest...but dressed his wound repeatedly...he howled as it pained but only allowed me to do it...n love healed him....</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">yrs passed attachment increased n we dint realise that jimmy was no more a young boy....he was growing old but to me he was still my child...dint ever sleep without giving him a bed....dint ever eat without giving him a part...kissed him on his face n hugged him everyday...n if he was hurt it hurt me...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">jst the manisfestation of his old age worried me...i knew time was less....n wen he walked with difficulty i helped him for slow walks...gave him medicines wen he was ill...but cried abt knowing the fact...that someday jimmy my child will be gone.......</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">he was ill n i knew it....got a call from mom...come home soon jimmy is very ill....i cudnt stop my tears n cried aloud on the station while i got in the train..came home jst to see dad digging a grave in the garden..i dint want to believe ,stepped home to see jimmy lying still...sleeping 4ever..cudn wake him up..i jst collapsed in grief....n only we cud know the pain.......that mischievious kid who gave me joy all life..who wiped my tears n shared my pillow was no more.......</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">i still sit at his grave..n look into the sky...say a hi to the lovliest star......my jimmy....</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"></span>dr.vrushalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07577562160171210598noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671075020829280628.post-29618327169520594482009-09-18T09:03:00.000-07:002009-09-18T10:05:16.907-07:00joy of giving....<span style="font-size:85%;">....i had bought a toy bicycle one day...very cute...like to collect antique n different things...like matichi khelni n other things... i like to also give away things n even part of me n without expecting from others...it makes me feel gud....i decided to give this toy to mavia... my leukemia patient...4yr old....dint live enough though... finally i gave it 2 my exam case...rachit...aur phir mavia ki yaad aayi....<br /><br />i used to sing n dance with her in the special ward n she never cried when i pricked her so many times for her medication...so brave at 4!!!<br />one day she wanted to have sheera... not allowed any outside food...her mother was sad...her home was in MP n she cud not cook for her....but she did not ask....one day i askd mavia wat she wants since she was not eating for many days....she said sheera...<br /><br />i dint know how to get it...since outside food is not allowed n i was not allowed to go home being a resident doctor...i was restless...i knew she cud die any moment...<br />i called ma....she understood wat i felt...she sent my aunt with a full dabba of sheera....in those days even i never got food properly...n ghar ka to rare tha....<br />i gave it to mavia...n wat i felt is really close to my heart....<br /><br />u know wat.. life is so unpredictable...i wish i can give more of myself to every person in my life...so when its time for me to die...i wont repent a single deed of selfishness.... </span>dr.vrushalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07577562160171210598noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671075020829280628.post-39676171962757601342009-08-31T00:54:00.000-07:002009-08-31T01:55:57.584-07:00soulmates....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN9C02USk3gNHJCi7mpvHdxSj7bkSO6YGub14RSnlUWao6rRDxq6sYFhaD1UetPNsP6BLpjVJped-O8DSnrdkBRC9YnI9LsiWYC5O4xtgAfkEL6G6WP_3C6occfE7H0ob3_v6dTHknauzB/s1600-h/soulmates.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN9C02USk3gNHJCi7mpvHdxSj7bkSO6YGub14RSnlUWao6rRDxq6sYFhaD1UetPNsP6BLpjVJped-O8DSnrdkBRC9YnI9LsiWYC5O4xtgAfkEL6G6WP_3C6occfE7H0ob3_v6dTHknauzB/s320/soulmates.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376048923703179826" /></a><br /><div><font size="2">i am a great fan of paulo coelho... when i read his work, it gives me answers.. answers to questions that trouble the soul...<br />but i found a new philoshophy that i can truely identify with... i may seem to have magical thinking...but i guess theres no life without magic!<br />this girl brida is in search of her soulmate... n the path is full of risks...failure..disappointment..n disillusion....but u have to try relentless in ur search for love..<br />the whole of mans life is summed up by his search for his soulmate.n watever he achieves is incomplete without his soulmate...<br />your soulmate cud be anywhere on earth.. n if they r in pain you too suffer however unconsciously a portion of their pain...one cud encounter his soulmate for months, days or even moments...but they bring in love so intense that it justifies the rest of our days...<br />one can let his soulmate go unnoticed...n he will be condemned to the worst torture....lonliness.......<br />how does one recognise his soulmate...n wat is a soulmate?<br />our soul divides into two which further divides into a male half n a female half... such that a person cud have more than one soulmates...anywhere on earth....<br />n then y do we feel a special connection with people we hardly know...y do we understand them...y does it pain when they r in trouble... n y even those few moments justify the rest of our lives...<br />u see that strange light in the eyes n feel drawn to them...as if we know them since life existed...<br />i have met people who make me feel m just like them...who made life meaningful even without a relation to name n who came into my life from nowhere but keep me longing to to see them, meet them n live with them ....<br />i wish i can live the rest of my life with one such soulmate...cos i wud recognise him n wish he too cud see that light in my eyes....</font></div>dr.vrushalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07577562160171210598noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671075020829280628.post-89098648067685291602009-08-14T20:16:00.000-07:002009-08-17T20:20:39.187-07:00life n death........<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEircY0EGW5GERoElUj8fNKmdbNgFuHtYaQlkaCCgQbWCClDoLxP9BmzEuAfJ7kVJmaesvA2hfDojSQdCrbRjN6JsLYdyobTPOnl18-lEhU57paUbIh-fKFSHe0oSzf-Ha9BQgaFmFpVi4Fu/s1600-h/Pilot+Rajesh.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370188436890508258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEircY0EGW5GERoElUj8fNKmdbNgFuHtYaQlkaCCgQbWCClDoLxP9BmzEuAfJ7kVJmaesvA2hfDojSQdCrbRjN6JsLYdyobTPOnl18-lEhU57paUbIh-fKFSHe0oSzf-Ha9BQgaFmFpVi4Fu/s320/Pilot+Rajesh.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">he met me just 15 days back.... pilot rajesh nair...age 31yrs..... had one dream to complete his training hours succeessfully n graduate into a pilot from a co-pilot....he liked me n proposed a marriage....i had not seen him n neither had he, being across borders... but all that he spoke seemed honest confessions from his heart.... n he was so loving, he didnt care what he wanted in return... told me all about his life....having jst got to know him i wondered how n where this wonderful person has come into my life making all confessions of love even before seeing me..... </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">one day i spoke to him about my hardships n he said......." m nowhere...u have crashed my ego....i have been fed in a golden spoon n never can imagine any of wat u have gone thru.... n he said he wud toast his captain... flirt with the air hostesess.....he was jst too happeeee having met a person like me he said...he said i will jst take u out of ur home into my life....to keep u happeeee all life..." all life......n true for all that he lived he gave me all happiness he cud..... yes he met with a car accident..... n is no more.....</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">can anyone believe that!........the kind of sweet person he was death cud only be a remote association....he cud only fly n love n make all around him happeeee.........he spoke to me even on death bed.... n asked me y did i care for him.....as sweet as he was i cud only say...i cant bear to hear ur pain...n i pray that god shud give it to me not to u..........</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">he loved his parents n frend neha...n said i was the next commitment in his list........being the only son he gave all his love to them....</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">in jst 15days life is different....n death cud be the only answer?? why?? true ,god takes away the sweetest smelling flowers from his garden n keeps them fresh in his abode in heaven....</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">people come into our lives...they have some role to play... i believe there was a role for me too..... i was to keep him happeee in the last few days of his life...he died with love in his heart.... love for his parents, his frends, his profession........n me.........</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">rajesh is now a different name... a special one.... n all promises he made he has fulfilled them by loving all so truely n dearly.........god is cruel i said first then realised....he gave me the scent of the sweetest flower from his garden for 15days n appointed me to keep him happpeee in his last few moments.... the last conversation with rajesh will stay forever fresh in my heart n his too.......... werever he is...i know he can only be happeeee n peaceful...............</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">we know life ends in death but we dont know wen... rajesh has taught me to live everyday as the last...to love everyone wen u live...each day...cos life may be short but still never too short to love...........n death can beat life but not the love he left back for all......</span></div>dr.vrushalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07577562160171210598noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671075020829280628.post-9894782647405309612009-07-18T09:42:00.000-07:002009-07-18T10:20:52.539-07:00magic!!<span style="font-size:85%;"> I was travelling in the 2nd class compartment of aamchi mumbai local train from GTB commomly called koliwada station to vashi...sitting across was a mother with two school goin daughters,both in their uniforms, one was a little younger probably in class 4 ...chatting about various things....<br /> when we crossed the vashi creek..it is a beautiful view from the train...shimmering water,boating fishermen with colorful flags on their boats,white birds flying jst above water n trying to get at some fish....its simply photograhic....with some difficulty to picture it while the train moves...<br /> people throw various things in water...like coconuts...flowers...n wat not... n this little girl had probably witnessed such things before...now she was excited,as we arrived over the waters....she took out a coin from her schoolbag n was attempting to throw it out of the window when her mother stopped her from doing so...obviously as simple as she looked..m sure she did not want to waste any money on such tricks...as if well aware that fun is not meant for the poor...<br /> i donno wat happened...someone spoke suddenly from within me...i actually asked her to throw it in the water...i said jst throw it n make a wish...wat did u ask? n some fisherman will find it...n god will even grant ur wish!! she shyed away with a cute smile....but i was amazed at my own behaviour...how cud i ask her to go ahead even when her mother refused...???<br /> n y not? wat is life without hope? n we all believe that some magic works in our lives...in some form or the other...some people..love...work...relations....dreams...<br />someone gives us hope...n we relive to realise our dreams even in the worst times...n dreams n magic n hope is for all...rich or poor...small or big...good or bad....<br /> then y not give hope that there is magic!!.... to all who come into our lives... to realise their dreams....n wat u get bak is a lovely smile with twinkling eyes...isnt that magical??<br /></span>dr.vrushalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07577562160171210598noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671075020829280628.post-89759423633549557892009-07-14T09:59:00.000-07:002009-07-16T06:36:52.893-07:00junglee tufan tyre puncture!!<span style="font-size:85%;"> travelling by nandys car can never be devoid of danger...it can pose various threats like the fore tyres getting stuck in a gutter at 3.00 am in the morning...with difficult weather conditions inhibiting any help in stormy rains, keeping door keys inside jst before shutting it!!...jst escaping accidents with heavy vehicles!!....getting to pay fines for entering no enteries.... parking in no parking...n many like....</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> but something that happens with remarkable frequency is the right ...note only the right rear tyre getting punctured repeatedly...however this time it was accompanied with another interesting incident... yes on the palm beach road nandita n i witnessed the phenomenon of amit...the to be mr. nandita actually helping with changing of the tyre for the first time ever since that tyre keeps bursting!! ....n i actually learnt the whole thing abt the jack n the tommy while amit did it all under nandys guidance ...so three cheers to amit n his new gyming habits... n u can call any of us if ur confronted with a junglee tufan or tyre puncture....always ready to help:))))</span>dr.vrushalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07577562160171210598noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671075020829280628.post-65763082052591133872009-07-13T10:10:00.000-07:002009-07-16T06:31:05.796-07:00adventures at kalsubai!!<div><span style="font-size:85%;">adventures at kalsubai....<br />thanx to d 4mnths workout that gave me all the stamina to go to d highest peak in maharashtra....trekked 4 d first time...but m happeee m bak alive...i mean in it in d true sense....<br /> climbing up was fun n not so bad...some of us took d wrong way...i slipped at a point n if pappu din pull me i wud be..i donno where!!<br />we went rite to kalsubai temple n it was somewhere around 16kms but very steep climb..there were lokhandi ladders on inaccessible parts only 1inch in breadth.....n one cud see the valley below in between two steps....imagine all fog around n deep valley below....some 100-200 steps..n three such ladders at the tallest parts of the peak!!!<br /> at d top the wind made it difficult to stand n we all froze...ate vada pav dat we carried n den descended...<br /> now was d true story....i had worn shoes dat dint give a good grip...wasnt aware of wat exactly i shud go with...n every single step i took slipped...it had rained n matters got worst.. now took the rite path but everyone moved ahead except me n a couple....priti was worst she had not even sports shoes...but amol accompanied her throughout...obviously!<br /> pappu wlked with me initially but as things got difficult...d shoes getting sticky...he too landed far ahead....<br /> now i was alone somewere in d jungle.....no one ahead n no one behind...priti n amol were far behind....every step i took slipped n it was dangerous...i fell several times..now used even hands to hold on... n prayed ...om sairam...every step....no snakes wre seen by me thankfully....<br />then those ladders....all alone...i was also worried abt strangers i wud meet on d way....<br />now my hands were red n bruised...n pain din matter more than life....<br /> finally reached were all were, ofcourse longbak...n din have anything to say....cudn blame anyone for dat...but i expected deva to be around....<br /> we had lunch ..prepared by farmers staying on the mountain....der was till a long descend left n i started alone again before everyone...it rained more n shoe soles were all smooth n flat...i slipped from some ht...n was saved from severe injury by manish who ws lower down...but i had thorns in my palm..n it bled as i took it out....<br /> it was enough i cudn sustain n i had tears...wen pappu n deva saw me n came for help... deva gave me a longh straight branch to hold for support...i din want his help now...but he took my shoes..n wlked with me.....yes i walked d rest without shoes...n blood over my palm...everyone was slipping but it got worst witout shoes.....fell several times ....but now witout any sensation of pain....only better thing was deva walked with me....everyone had reached...but while we walked it rained heavily...n all rocks were slippery....now i had thorns in feet as well...jst concentrated as much as i cud...<br /> we reached d vehicle n all were cold....thighs were numb....n a 2hrs drive in the same position to d station....poured some dinsinfectant over d cuts...changed at d station n got into d train...n then home<br /> one thing came to my mind ....thank god m alive...<br />now i gotta take injection tetanus toxoid...n antibiotics for leptospirosis prophylaxis.....<br />can walk 2day with stiffness...but hope to get better in a day.... learnt 2 things...the toughest paths of life often have to be walked alone....<br /> god sends help n takes care of u...jst have to try sincerely...<br />3rd never go for unplanned n non instructed picnics...planned by irresponsible guys....<br /> thank kalsubai goddess!!</span></div>dr.vrushalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07577562160171210598noreply@blogger.com1