Let the whistle past my window…
this night of spring…

One last time…

Let me dance to the rhythm
of musical spring.

One last time…

Alas, one last time
I wish you would return
your smile blooms my life….

random thoughts.

"I fall upon the thorns of Life, I
bleed”, I have no idea how
these lines became one of my
favorites. May be the touch, the intensity, the grief
hidden beneath these lines
made it close to my heart..
Sometimes I wonder if these
lines make me pessimistic,, as
they say "Life is not waiting for
the storm to pass, but learning
to dance in the rain".. Indeed,
Life is what you make of it.. I
understood it now, in 2013,
after I started reading Walter Issacson’s books and watching
Joel Osteen shows.. but the
touchy or pessimistic lines have
been my favourite since 2007.. I
wonder what I really am today.
If these lines make me what I
am today or is it the shows I
watch and the books I read? I
wonder if the world is playing
with me or is it my thoughts
playing with my heart.
Sometimes I think my heart is
broken.. Sometimes I think I can
mend broken hearts.. and I hope
to find the answers some day,
and I hope "that day comes
before I die"…

so many turning points..

Aaryan, a simpleton boy from a town, dreams big and is always too eager so as to let the life unfold at its own pace. But life takes him on a journey, on the roads riddled with many crossroads and Aaryan is forced to choose a turn to continue on his journey of his life. These turns are the turning points.

Life for Aaryan like everyone else is the end result of the turns he took and the paths he chose. The choices were not always his as sometimes fate made the choices.

SMTP – Crorepati Turns Roadpati, takes you on a journey along the roller coaster ambitious life of young Aaryan. Aaryan sees his dreams becoming a reality when he turns a Crorepati. But, life maintains the balance something like yin & yen where all up turns filled with triumphs are followed by horror filled down turns forcing Aaryan to be a Roadpati. 

About The Author

Ashutosh Bhatia is an established IT entrepreneur hailing from the Pink City Jaipur. An avid reader from his early years, Ashutosh has been contributing to various periodicals published during schooling at St. Xaviers, Jaipur.

Ashutosh is a multitalented person, who along with his exploits in the IT Sector had been involved in many extra-curricular activities throughout his school & College. After completing his Masters in Computers, he started his venture in IT and has since ventured into other businesses as well.

He is a great story teller and would take you on an impressive ride through the life of his characters.

Some real happenings around Ashutosh inspired him to take up writing fiction and thus his maiden attempt at that “SMTP - Crorepati Turns Roadpati.”

for sure going to be an inspiring book. a must read ... i will for sure recommend all my frinds to make a pre order and read this soon going to be a national bestseller..

AN EXURSION OF INSIGHT A REVIEW

           AN EXURSION OF INSIGHT – HARSH AGARWAL

Sonam young and smart a dreamer an engeering student falls in love with Sarika. but this doesn't implies that this book is another love story based on a college background, instead  it is something more of just a love endeavor. This book takes you to an excursion, an excursion of insight.

An excursion of insight is story of Sonam Dorji an engineering student came straight from the land of Bhutan to India to pursue engineering and to achieve his goals, having his own dreams and vision. Sonam Dorji a Buddhist and philosophical at times. An excursion of insight is story that takes you from the valleys of tea-garden Assam to hullabaloo of a student life.

Writing style is good, good English is used overall whole book is written in a straight and simple manner. Every character comes alive you read the book. Whole story is written from the core of author’s heart. (Beautifully)

Although I've never seen a synoptic written with negative sentences but those were for a positive reasons. (I guess)

The novel becomes a part of one’s memory am sure of that. An excursion of insight is one of those novels which will make you think once you finish reading.

Harsh Agarwal has given an inspiring novel to read, a complete page turner with a message in end. I would like to rate this novel 4/5. This book is worth reading and I highly recommend this to everyone.

RAIN DROPS

RAIN DROPS
Rain coming down, happiness all around.
Streams of river becomes fast,
someone is sleeping thinking about d past.

Who doesn't remember memories,
but forgetting about them is like losing sum calories.

Tears are like rain they stream down anytime,anywhere.. its hard to stop them.

There's a connection . Black clouds emerge in the sky when rain falls and black clouds emerge in our lives when a tear drops.

Its coincidentally true but what can we do ?
Its part of our life that we have to go through.. !

MOVE ON.

Moving on...
After years of looking back over my
past, and sinking deeper and deeper
into the thoughts, I still wonder
what exactly moving on is? Well,
moving on is not like a birthday, you
cant count the hours till it
arrives. You can’t plan for it to happen. you
don’t even have any idea about  the time  you will
have to spend waiting for it hopelessly.
When moving on happens there will
b no announcements, no
notifications and no
congratulations. There will b no bells
ringing in background; only you will
know. Moving on doesn’t happen in a blink
of eye, in few months, in years or in a
entire lifetime. It will only happen in its
own time when u allows you to move
on.
Moving on is like this; one day u
forget the way they look at you. The next you forget their smell. Then the touch. Then
the laugh. Then the eyes, the hair, the
hands. You forget the beats, the
rhythms and how you sometimes felt like
they all belonged to you. You forget those
words; finally, you forget that voice that
still echoes in your ears. Moving on is
somewhat like you are reading, walking
or looking at your "used to be valuable"
memories, thoughts prevail in your
mind "already seen". Right now, you are a confused person, scrambling to
make sense of things left, trying to
reunite the broken parts of your life
that doesn’t fit into each other.
Maybe its like a fairy tale that
becomes just another book in a shelf;
folded corners and underlined
words the only reminder of how u
used to touch and hold and love it.
You know what I have forgotten the
feeling of having feelings for
someone. The constant
thoughts, nagging and urges.
Knowing that these parts of my life are
out of my control because they don’t feel the
same as I. stupid feelings..Maybe
one day when I think about him i wouldn’t
punish myself for it. Maybe one day I will
tell people that “this cute guy exists" and
not like "this is the person I wish I’d
never met; this is a person who has
made me less of one". Moving on is
not to destroy, or to forget but simply to
move, to leave behind the familiar
dull of heartbreak for the new, the
unknown, the strange read this line
somewhere
"Moving on is like a bird flying
south for the winter who decides
maybe the warmth isn’t so bad, who
decides maybe he will stay there for
awhile; moving on is like freedom, is
what moving on is like."