URNER - URvashi's corNER

I still recollect that moment, when in the bus, amidst the slow moving Mumbai traffic which din't seem to trouble us a bit... You immediately noticed my palm and the lines on it.... The way you complimented on my soft, baby-like skin... How we wondered.... if these lines truly decided our destiny..... How you playfully joked that I had a smaller "Life Line" How I noticed that you had such a deep "Brain Line.." How we discussed about what each line stands for..... How we wished to decipher whats written beyond them... Then how we turned to "That nothing is destined.... Its all about choice & our decision..." And then how after a few days.. We decided that maybe we are not meant to hold each other's hands forever...!!!!

“Its so strange.. I mean after being away for nearly a month, without any trace.. And then suddenly….” “Yeah strange… But more of a surprise naa..??” Shikha enquired. “Surprise..?? I can’t manage it. I thought it was over & I was finally out of it. But I will have to still carry my Umbrella….” :P P.S. : Wow Folks, feels so good to be back at My Corner after so long.. I hope the 55-er was not that bad... But the rains outside made me feel like writing something....& what have you all been upto..??? I think everyone is kind of away from blogosphere.. Or is it a feeling just because I am away from here.. Well about me, apart from enjoying the unexpected rains in Mumbai, I am planning to get back to studies, books, exams &.......

He was tall, dark and smart.Wherever he went, he made his presence felt to one and all.Extrovert by nature,he had knowledge on a wide variety of topics.That made him capable of contributing to all kind of discussions around and leave a long lasting immersion on the people around.Anyone who saw him once would surely wish to talk to him at least for a while and know him better.... She was no exception to this.On the first day of their class she noticed him and instantly felt like talking to him..getting to know him..But she was not like the other girls in the class...She was an introvert,shy to make new friends quickly and so she hesitated to take a step forward.While all other girls had got around him at least once before the lunch break she could not even bring herself to look at him in the eye fearing what if he would be looking in her direction and would catch her looking at him.. But deep inside she knew she would look at him, know him, talk to him.... Soon... "Pal..pal..pal....

HER DIARY 2nd December,2006 Ohh God, What A day.....!!!??!!! I was happy that at last I saw him today.. As the time was nearing, I was wondering if he would come or not but he just came in in the last minute..He was looking so cute in that red shirt..Aha, suits him perfectly well... Bu what after he came?? He was talking to everyone around except me... Or Was I feeling so..?? He never notices me & how come I notice him every time he even passes by...?? I think he should understand that I like him when I look at him..? When will he understand.. ? And what if someone else notices it before he does..?? He is really stupid I know... It would take ages for him to understand.. Maybe I should tell that to him.... Tell..?? But when he asks me something why do I seem to forget all the words..?? I just end up blabbering something or the other and in a minute he is gone asking that to someone else.. Why can't I talk properly to him when he asks me?? Why can't he wait & talk to me ...

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 16 ; the sixteenth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton . "Yeah pink colour suits you. Buy that saree..." Mom finalised for me. "I had liked that one only from the beginning. ?I'll buy that one only..." & I turned to the shopkeeper. "Bhaiya yeh pack kar dena...." "Haan madam, this colour is perfect for you. Diwali ke din aap khub chamkengi..!!" "Arey, it's not for Diwali.. It is for my reception after Diwali..." "Ohhh... Shopping for marriage.... So Madam, buy more... This would be your last Diwali at home..??!!!" the shopkeeper questioned. I nodded but the enthusiasm of shopping vanished. Every time I try to come out of that mood , something or other pops up to remind me of my last days...... I begin to feel low on hearing the word "Last...

That night, she was very very tired but when she lied down on bed, she just could not sleep.. All the scenes from the day flashed by her eyes... One day.. And so many things in her life had changed... She recollected a dialogue fro ma movie "Life mein bahut saari cheezein pehli baar hoti hai..." For the first time... She had lied at home while going out... For the first time... She got the biggest surprise when she knew that he had got a new bike... For the first time... She sat on the bike with fear but was confident that he would take care of her.. For the first time... She roamed around places, where though she had been earlier, seemed entirely different and new that day... For the first time... She felt like talking and talking as someone was listening to her with a smile.. For the first time... She walked barefoot on the rocks as the water kissed her feet... For the first time... When she was about to lose her balance, someone was there to hold her hand... For the first ...

“You are my happiness… You bring joy to my life... Even thinking about you brings smile on my face…. I love you, would you marry me..??” Saying this, he went down on his knees before Sheetal , held her hand and brought out a ring from his pocket. “Perfect…!! ” snapped Sheetal. "I want the same expressions tomorrow on stage. It’s good to have an actor like you. No one can perform this as naturally as you can…” “Hmm….” “Be on time then. Bye.. ” she said hurriedly and left. L eft before Aman could say that he was not acting.