It was lovely weather outside , plesant and not raining .So green , so cool and touchy but not for all souls yeah even on a Saturday but what to do .

She thought as usual the young fellow beside her was cute and she smiled because forget looks , he was really cute in nature just like her , shes so cute too in her nature .

Not much work ofcourse today , and she could not help but think its hot in here yet its fine in the fanless , dungeon office .

She was bored of following the cricket commentary on cric info , let it be helpful to those who are waiting to glace at the cricket scores , yea just last day Shewag made a 200 !, well cric info commentary is always entertainig to her , she likes to visualize the detail , itz fun most boring things are fun , silent fun , again just like her .

She stood behind him , every now and then touching his soft pony , he never ever till now noticed it ! ….that pony , light brown when rest of that fellows hair is black and oily .

“I will leave then “ , she saw him look at her siting on the corner chair right next to him and his telephone .
“a rey sit na why don’t want to sit near me “.

She sat down delightly looking at his pony , and those side beard lines , thou the fellow is beardless .
“No time to shave also , what to do ? “

“don’t if you shave and those lines go , you will look like a girl “

He blushed just for a while then shrugged .

“you don’t execise also how your not going fat ?”

“No , Priya no time to exaercise “ , he said with a sad expression .

“Well too bad you know exercise will make you younger sort of reverses ur ageing process “

He shrugged , anyway he is young .

“So yours ha , kingfisher headphone , smart enjoying music “

She asked .

“No my brothers , he gave it to me , come hear this song “.

She listened to the sad song from quyamat , boring “ I don’t like it , boring “

“ok , you really have bad taste you know girl “.

She was smiling “that’s my favorite song , papa kehte hai , download that na “

She was singing alone , enjoying the tune remembering the days of how she thought life and college
would be . Sweet , carefree and fun and merry , yeah maybe kind of mast but in reality nope where is there freedom , only mostly all flirt and strictness .

Sometimes in our world with people we know thou we are like that free and stuff even if not to a
paradise extent ….

Shivaji asked her , “so tell me Priya what did your Dad tell you ah ?” , he smiled , he had no idea how cool and pleasant it is for her to be with him , hear him talk , see him the way he is …

“nothing what else he only used to tell me study , study , work hard but I love my Dad “

He nodded his head …..” Even today I don’t know what to become you know , I just want to be a
good person in life , a big person in whatever I do , I would you know sing this song to
my children , or any children
I get chance to be with “

“Papa kehte hain bada naam karega 

Beta hamara aisa kaam karega

Magar yeh to koi na jaane

Ki meri manzil hai kahan”….

Yes young Amir , walking coolly , those sweet girls dancing merrily , teachers dancing ….
I don’t know what I would become but muje bar , bar yei gana aur video refresh 
kar dethi hai ……

Expectations , hopes , aspirations , energy even that innocence of youth yep so charming .

“Baithe hain milke sab yaar apne

Sabke dilon mein armaan yeh hai

Wo zindagi mein kal kya banega

Har ek nazar ka sapna yeh hai”

The times of the past ,  when future was important the steping stone of life ….

She kept seeing those hopes those dances , the cheer , the confidence ……

“We all ultimately want to be someone we satisfied with , 
and that will automatically  make Dad proud . We have our own style in life ….
 Made for a purpose “

Shiva shrugged “even I have no concreate ideas on what to become , l
ook I don’t know how I will finish my arrear papers .You know Pri , in college I used to buck ,  
because of that I failed and I can’t bunk any day in office . 
In my second year I got my cell and concentrated in talking to females , 
what to do that was the age “

She laughed , “really , now you don’t get time for that “.
She also thought of his hopeless phone ,
no buttons visible yet he is still a expert messager in numberless and 
alphabitless buttons .

He nodded his head , “ what to do ?” . 

She pitied him and admired his koolness and patience ….again without his 
notice fiddled with his pony .

All work , no fun for such a young fellow ? ……being new she can’t help him much 
but he
 treats her coolly , he is so smooth well anyway ……

Beatiful sweet , sweet people like flowers , and those times we had together all 
the wacky fun stuff ….Yes the scene where the guy in excitement kisses the guy 
next to him on the cheek , we won’t see each other buddy , I love you.

Those teachers fun they are …they got to be wacky too to deal with young people .

“Mera to sapna hai ek chehra

Dekhe jo usko jhoome bahar”

All those sweet people with their sweet faces , their love filled eyes , 
and cheerful smiles on their lips , people with whom you can dance to your limit , 
swinging in arms , flying , shaking ….as we get older its touf to get people you know 
so well 
, who know you so well , who are like family in a way …..
yes a world of our own with such people a paradise ….
oh god their presence is a treat their faces so charming filled with love and innocence . 

“Banda ye khoobsurat kaam karega

Dil ki duniya mein apna naam karega

Meri nazar se dekho to yaaron

Ki meri manzil hai kahan

Papa kehte hain bada naam karega”

These people will be great in their own way , they have made my life , 
my day and me in a way ….We feel they will be stars because they are destined to be 
and shine . 

We are confident they will , they young youths …sky is the limit !

What ever they do , they will have a good name , spearding cheer and love no doubt , 
so why man worry about future ….I am sure I will do well .

I am thankful I could enjoy life with so many pricessless gems ! 

The song got over she wiped his earphone and hung it on his ear , as the fellow did 
his work. 
As we get older we miss yonder times more …..and so many people we loved , 
admired gone away from us out of touch , it hurt her heart , it always does .

The charm of youth never fails to amaze her , more so now coz shes out of the 
youth stage of her life well almost , unlike the fellow near her still 
young being in his youth .

”You know Shiva I have learned so much from you “

He smiled , “yeah “

“your damn kool “ , she admitted , “you make anxious people melt with you koolness “

He in his sweet cool way replied “what to do , you have to be cool na ?”

She nodded very true .

Someday I will be with a big job that suits me , I would be always kool ….

My dad may say “useless fellow fit for nothing , no goal in life “

but actually I have noble goals in life that keep me alive , keep me happy and sane ….

My heart lies deep with passion of life …pure love for life and living …..

Tears and smiles ….and merry cheers …..so true life maybe short but whats important that it
should be meaningful ….

Priyaji got up to follow the cricinfo commentary while others urged both of them to leave the hot ,
fanless place and enjoy the weather outside . Its ok , its no big deal lifes fine being kool
and happy
instead of the
restless mess ….what to do after all lifes like that …but even boredom can be interesting ,
it has to be no complaining ! …..

In a while the weather got hot anyway and thou the match got boring , it was a fine day .

Guess , life has its charms that makes it worth living ! .


(undeneiably , papa kehte hai is my favorite song and wanted to write a story just to bring
it in the picture ....
and this is all I can do ...wat to do ): on second thoughts (: am satisfied ....
and I still have those
youthful confutions)