My Family's Destiny With Saturdays....!- PART1

My Family's Destiny With Saturdays...!

There is something in Saturdays which we as a family completely are in awe of. Right from February 2005, Saturdays keep on haunting me. I really want to elaborate on this point more, but I dont know from where to start. Should I start with the importance of the events that have occurred on Saturdays or should I start with how each Saturday changed my life from bad to worse. No I think I ll lose out on a few events if I go that way. According to me, Its better I narrate in a chronological order. So right from the First Saturday of February 2005, my story starts like this. I ll put it in point form for a better understanding.

The hair behind my neck has just stood up and my adrenaline is rushing up. Hmmm wait I ll just relieve my self and be back. lol....I know its gross. But a little humour (even if its pathetic) is required to chill the atmosphere This post is gonna be difficult for sure! Be right back!





7th February 2005, Saturday:

My Dad was returning home from mulund (office). He used to travel with his colleague on the laters bike. While getting down from the bike Dads leg bruised past the exhaust if the bike. The exhaust of the bike was very hot as the bike was running continuously for a hour and a half. As a result of which his leg burnt. And there were these two huge patches. on his leg. We treated it as a normal wound.





21st February 2005, Saturday:

The wound had still not healed. It was still there and even after medication it did not go. So our family doctor asked Dad to go for a Blood test. It is said that if a person is suffering from Diabetes the wound does not heal that quickly. It takes a lot of time. So on the 21st morning Dad went for a test and in the evening the report said that Dad is a diabetic patient and he has to go on a insulin tablet. That's the story for the 21st Feb, 2005.





11th June 2005, Saturday:

In the morning at around 11 am Dad started feeling some heaviness in his chest. His doctor friend who is a dentist advised him to go for an ECG. The ECG was alarming. It scared the shit out of me. It said that Dad has a heart attach sue to blockages in the arteries. His confidence was down. The family was grieving. He was all of 45 that time. He was admitted in a nearby hospital. After this day I have never seen that confidence in Dad again. Somehow its still missing.



25th June 2005, Saturday:

Dad was now shifted to Hinduja Hospital as he was advised to go for an Angioplasty and later an Angiography if required. Angiography was done on this day at Hinduja. It was the end of the doctors job but a beginning of all odd sorts for us, the family.



9th July 2005, Saturday:

Dad had gone to the nearby hospital for a check up after the operation. His ECG again showed a lot of changes and he was taken into the Intensive Critical Care Unit. Well again a week in the hospital and when later he came back it was really worse. He had become a huge thinker. And would think like a pessimist on almost everything.


These 5 first instance were a brain turner. They changed my approach towards Saturday. The public all over the world is so relaxed on Saturdays and are in the mood to enjoy the much awaited weekend. But i think I find myself more relaxed on Sundays and on other days of the week.

I stop here with these 5 instances. Will continue in the next post.
But remember:
This is no Work of Fiction.
This is no Script Writing.
This is no Story Telling.
THIS IS MY LIFE

For now,
tadaaaaa
----mp

Whats wrong with HIM.!

Whats wrong with
HIM.!

The sun has set in this 'Beautiful' world,

Problems galore with the evening cold.

Like all of us God is watching,

But still like everyone of us HE is only watching..!

Why is the industry retreating?
Why is the market falling?
Why do the administrators always fail?
Why doesnt HE just care!

Why are our neighbours untrustworthy?
Why is the terrorist terrorising?
Why is India always the target?
Why are they always eyeing humanity?
Why is the common man always sufferingring?
Why doesnt HE just care!

Why are we Indians always trailing?

Why are we forever cribing?

Why do the people never do fare?

Why doesnt HE just care!

Why arent the people friendly?

Why arent the smiling?

The probs they have, Why arent they speaking?
Why doesnt HE just care?

He is sitting right up,

Enjoying the show,

Mimicking the people,

Why doesnt HE just care?

Last night HE came in my dreams,

Said HE, "You stop Complaining!

You stop Blaming!

You stop Cribing!

You Initiate!

You Administrate!

You smile n you care!

The probs are thousands,

But i have made millions of solution!

I can take the horse to the pond,

But not force him to quench his thirst!

I ll help only those who help themselves.........



Comon friends .....God has a point ....Why should we always blame other people for our acts. Lets get up n face the world and vote for a change we believe in...!!!

The Aftermath

The Aftermath

The oceans are pathetically vast,

Somewhere there is my God sent perfect shell.

We get it atlast,

But its not all that easy and well.

We fall for a gem and later trip over the gem,

And Bruise our knees in pain.

Our eyes cry out that name,

But the heart is still in intense pain.

I m still to find that perfect shell,

But it will take time though.

As I have just tripped over the apparently perfect gem.

Hope the aftermath ends soon.

PS: If anyone is interested in understanding the meaning of the above verse please contact me mihirpinto@gmail.com

Suddenly Wonderful

SUDDENLY WONDERFUL

Last blog described the wonderful journey from being 'Just Friends' to 'Lovebirds'. I think 'Lovebirds' is an understatement. Life was suddenly so rocking and beautiful. Let me tell my dear friends, the journey from mentioned above is one of the most exciting time of my life. There is a slight fear of bring caught together in an orthodox society and also and adventurous feeling of the excitement.

Wonderful
Life

Trying hard to keep her happy,

I always tried to be a little floppy.

The jokes I cracked were really sad,

But in vogue they were so I was too loud.

Her cheerful giggle, Her sweet smile,

Made my dreams go mile and mile.

Though a lot disappointing,
But I tried hard to make it a lot happening.

From candle light to walks on sea-face,

I ve done in all in grace.

Her face shone under the moon,

I needed her very soon.

We sat on the rocks,

Took her hand out of the blocks.

I slid a ring onto her finger,

And she kissed me in a blinder.

My life is wonderful since then,

It has thought me lessons in vain.

I followed my gut-feeling,

And has always led her dreaming.

Sigh, My parents dont know the base,

The same is her case.

I hope her parents dont stop us,

Coz I cant live in that clause.

Well, signing off for now. Keep Looking for blogs and please post in a few comments. I m running out of steam. I need a little recognition. Become my follower please. And know I ll post only after I get some response. My blog lies in your faith. Till then...I think eternity if u dont post comments....Adios from MP

The Beginning

The
Beginning

Yes.....The beginning has begun,

My life has been hung,

She has hijacked my mind and time,

Rampaging further like devine.

She struck my heart,

Which ripped me apart.

And then after a long time,

From Just Friends to Couple incline.

What a rapport together...!!

What a spark we gather..!!

We go from strong to Strength..!!
We are the obviously the Best..!!!

The best moments we share,

With each passing one,

We go from Post to pillar, to own

A time we always desire.

There are those hurting insecurities,

There are those unwanted fights.

There is that lonely tear in the eye,

There is that desire to quit.

But just like that Bollywood movie,

We have a coffee.

Everything is down the well.

Afterall 'All is well that ends well'

My First Post

Well Friends this is My first Post,
Its a Poem. You can call it a ballad which is defined as a short poem with verses which recite a poem.

I FELL FOR HER

The teacher was teaching Maths,

But I could hardly match.

I tied hard to concentrate,

But I could myself only frustrate.

She never looked at me,

She never smiled at me.

And she drove me crazy with her hair flick,

But my wounds I could only lick.

My heart craved for her hi,

Even a look towards me would be just hifi,

Oh how i wish I was her friend,

But that was too far a fetch.

She was a nerd and scolt,

I was her fan and thats her fault.

Y did she dress, walk and talk so well?

I was actually all into her well.

I wanted her,

I wanted her badly,

And Then I decided to think,

With a romantic bond to the brink.

It was the month of July,

When I went all shy.

I thought about August,

Friendship Day was for me atlast.

Well friends, this was the time I fell for her. I could not do much though as I hardly knew her. I did well on friendship day and I ll definitely tell you in my next blog what I did on that day.

Till then This is MP signing out.

Adios...