happy love story

I remember when I reached Chennai for the first time. I had two bags with me. But today when I am leaving after spending four beautiful years of my life in Chennai, I can say that I am not leaving with just two bags. I am leaving with a lot of great experiences, stupid mistakes which changed the course of my life and tons of crazy yet wonderful friends. I am going to treasure all those moments in my heart and play in the theatre of my head whenever I miss Chennai. I remember my first opinion about Chennai, it was way too different. I didn�t like Chennai at all for first two years of my college. The hot climate, the language barrier, the food taste ( people from north India have a complete different taste ) and things like hangout places etc. But today I know that I cannot say anything bad about Chennai and I feel a bit bad when others do that even though I may not tell them. I am among those people who has pursued his engineering and chasing his dream to become a great writer. However

Mumbai has always been known as the city of dreams. So many people come here in the search of their dream. This city has given a lot to so many people; this city has helped so many people to live their dream. There is something special about this city which makes you fall in love at first sight. The energetic environment, the beautiful places and the vintage look which has been preserved from ages now gives a different feel to this city. Busiest as ever, people are always busy in their life. And above all that the Mumbai Monsoon is something you would die for. I always wanted to experience the great Mumbai Rain and this time I arrived at the right time. I am not sure when I will be back but this vacation has been really inspiring for me. And now when I am all set to leave Mumbai, one part of me wants to stay here forever. I feel great about one thing that I am going to do is I am going to chase my dream. Very few people in this world knows what they want from their life, how they see t

I was just strolling in the park; I decided to sit down for a while. I found a bench on one corner of the park, there was an old man already sitting on one corner lost in his own world. I went straight, took my seat and let out a sigh of relief. The problem with humid weather is you sweat a lot and I hate that. There is only one minor difference between Chennai and Mumbai as far as the weather is concerned that Mumbai is a lot more cooler than Chennai but still humid. I was in Mumbai for a vacation and I was enjoying my every evening with vada pao and chutney . So I sat down on the bench and was busy admiring the beauty of nature. The old man was feeling a bit uncomfortable and he got up to leave. I didn�t pay that much of attention then but when he went a little ahead and sat down on the other bench I felt bad. Why would he do that? I tried not to bother about the same but I couldn�t resist. I needed to know what his problem with me was. What did I do that he did what he did. I got u

I started blogging in 2010. That time I just passed out from my 12 th grade and I had no clue what blogging was all about. I use to just write and update over my blog. I never knew how to publicize my posts, how to make it available everywhere and how to reach out to the audience. It took my blog three years to reach 1000 page views. And I was happy. For me it was a great deal. I had no clue that it was growing very slowly. And in the year 2012, I came across Indi-blogger community. And then everything changed. My blog started growing immensely around the globe as it got the tag of Indi-blogger community; many people were actually reading it. My blog audience started expanding from across the globe. People from countries like Latvia, Ukraine, Afghanistan, UAE, Canada, United States of America, United Kingdom, etc started reading my blogs. And within a year my blog crossed 45,000 page views. Apart from all that I got a chance to attend Indi-blogger�s meet that happened in Chennai and m

I have travelled with train many times in my life. Most of the time my ticket used to be confirmed, many times I have travelled with wait-listed ticket also but never ever in my life I travelled without a ticket. It was the time of October during dussera when after 25 years my college decided to give 10 days� holidays after everyone from first year went on a strike. For the first time in my life I saw so many people of our college united. And we all were united for a good cause. Dussera being our festival we wanted to go home and enjoy the festival. It was our batch which changed the rule of our college. The seniors kept on praising us and told us you guys have brought something new to this college. In past 25 years the college authority never gave even one day holiday for dussera. But after we all put up a strike they had to kneel down and announce ten days holiday. In hurry everyone from my hostel left the same night or booked flight tickets for next morning. I had no clue what I was

It was the month of September, exactly after two months our college kicked-off. Three of us planned to watch a movie. After the classes I went back to my hostel and we started checking for movie tickets. There was no good movie but we wanted to watch something. So we planned to go for Golmaal-3 for the night show. We left around 6:30 pm and the plan was to reach Skywalk mall, have dinner and then go for the movie. Knowing the fact that it will take minimum 2 hours to reach there we still had ninety minutes in hand to have dinner without missing the movie. So we went to Potheri railway station and waited for the local train to come. But when you want to reach somewhere early, it never happens. We had to wait till 7:45pm to catch a train. We reached skywalk mall exactly around 9:50 pm and we had no time to have dinner. So we decided to go for the movie directly. The movie was crappy and it was 1:00 am when it got over. We all came out nothing was open. Every shop has been closed. There w

It is always amusing to explore more about the human psychology. When I joined my college four years ago, I had just one feeling about it. How I am going to spend the rest four years of my life in Chennai? And today when everything is over I feel bad about it. I also feel good about it. But I don�t exactly know how I am feeling. Am I feeling good because I completed my graduation or am I feeling bad because I am leaving a lot behind? I have a mixed feeling about everything and so I decided to explore all those feelings by sharing those moments which kept me going throughout my college life all over my blog. So the coming few days I am going to share all those colorful moments of my college life. My first day in college is still so fresh and vivid in my mind as if it was yesterday when I was standing at the gate of SRM University, this time I was pretty confident as this was not my first time staying alone. I already experienced that bachelor life when I stayed in Hyderabad for two year