Tandoori Nights...

On the 25th of December, after the prayer service at the church, Shiv bhai, Yogesh bhai, Mohit bhai and I(Nikhil) went out for some mouth watering fast food and we soon landed at the Alibaba. This is what I call a perfect evening. Winter night and lots of chicken and tandoori...

One and only "ALIBABA"...

Chicken hmmmm...

Yogesh and Mohit bhai waiting for their rolls...

Shiv bhai and I having awesome chicken Briyani...

Its time for chicken to give a pose...

Rolls getting ready...

Beautiful they look, awesome they taste...

Sleeping Beauty...

This is what I call the "SLEEPING BEAUTY". Mr. Yogesh Goel a friend cum brother cum a teacher takes a small nap when his dad is away. The world financial crisis has affected all the sectors of the world including iron. The whole Bajrang Bali is at a standstill and people are left with no work than to read books and sleep. Hope situations will be good shortly...
Lage raho bhai!!!

Main Qaidi No.786...

Main Qaidi No.786 Jail Ki Salakhon Se Baahir Dekhta Hoon,
Din, Mahiney, Saalon Ko Zat Mai Badalte Dekhta Hoon…

Is Mitti Se Mere Baoji Ke Khaithon Ki Khusbu Ati Hai,
Yeh Dhup Mere Mathay Ki Thandi Chaa Yaad Dila Ti Hai…

Yeh Baarish Mere Saavan Ki Jooloon Ke Sang Laati Hai,
Yeh Sardi Mere Lodi Ki Dil Ki Aag Sulagti Jaati Hai…

Woh Kehtay Hain Yeh Tera Des Nahi,
Phir Kiun Mere Des Jaisa Lagta Hai…

Woh Kehta Hai Mai Us Jaisa Nahi,
Phir Kiun Mujh Jaisa Woh Lagta Hai…

Main Qaidi No.786 Jail Ki Salakhon Se Baahir Dekhta Hoon,
Sapno Ke Gaoon Se Utri Ek Nanhi Pari Ko Dekhta Hoon…

Kehti Hai Khud Ko Saamnay Aa Aur Mujhko Veer Bulaati Hai,
Hai Bilkul Begani Par Apno See Woh Lagti Hai…

Uski Sachi Baton Se Phir Jeenay Ko Man Karta Hai,
Uski Kasmo Waadon Se Kuch Karne Ka Man Karta Hai…

Woh Kehtay Hain Ke Woh Koi Nahi Thi,
Phir Kiun Woh Mere Liye Dunaya Se Larti Hai…

Woh Kehtey Hain Mai Us Jaisa Nahi,
Par Kiun Mujh Jaisa Woh Lagta Hai…

Main Qaidi No.786 Jail Ki Salakhon Se Baahir Dekhta Hoon,
Apne Gaoon Ke Rangon Mai Lipti Ek Nayi Zaara Ko Dekhta Hoon…

Mere Khwabon Ko Poora Karti Khud Ke Khwaab Bhool Chuki Hai Who,
Mere Logon Ki Saiwa Karke Apne Logo Ko Chor Chuki Hai Who...

Uska Daaman Ab Khushiyon Se Bharne Ko Dil Karta Hai,
Uske Liye Ek Aur Zindagi Phir Jeenay Ko Jee Karta Hai…

Woh Kehtay Hain Mera Des Uska Nahi Phir Kiun Mere Ghar Woh Rehti Hai,
Woh Kehtay Hain Mai Us Jaisa Nahi Phir Kiun Mujh Jaise Woh Lagti Hai…

Main Qaidi No.786 Jail Ki Salakhon Se Baahir Dekhta Hoon…..

At Tuition...

My friends at the tuition, they do everything except studies. Mukul(Yellow shirt), Abhash(Black Shirt, sitting or lying on the bench.), Gautam(Green shirt), Shakeel(Grey shirt) and myself(not in the pictures).
These pictures were taken by me when we all were in final year of college. The tuition timing was 6.30 a.m but we reached there at 7.30a.m. Mr. Thakoor(our teacher in Maroon Kurta and Specs.) a very simple man was fed up and said that we would never make it. But to his surprise, we scored a first division marks. Just after the tuition, we all had an awesome breakfast. Miss those beautiful morning classes...