Why do we grow up?

This is post is dedicated to my friend who was with me since last 4 years and now he left for his hometown leaving a big void in my life for atleast a month, because i know i'll get used to it in sometime. But as some-one has said "This is life" i have to understand that.
This thought keeps coming in my mind since i got a job "why am i becoming responsible? Why can't i be a kid again? Why do we have to part from our friends? Why life for grown up is so complicated? ..... and many more. The only friend when i'm lonely is my past the good one, the beautiful experiences which i had till the last one. I keep talking to myself and if you observe me i'll smile after i talk to myself. Many people might have observed me lonely talking something to self and smiling, getting shocked sometime, doing some hand gestures, might think that there goes a mad man.
Whenever i stop writting in my diary or blog, i call myself a horrible writter, but thanks to my manager in my company he appreciated my communication skills written and verbal. This is gives me a boost to keep on improving on this.
I have lot to write coz i think a lot. But the thing that comes to my mind is the thing that i feel i should write. Talking about my manager here in PSPL is very professional person, people crib about there manager but i like to focus on +ve points as that gives us to appreciate him/her and take inspiration from those +ve points.
Good Bye.:)

Back to my old place

Urvish: Hey Urvish you are writting again .... after a big break look at your previous two posts in two days.

Urvish: Haan yaar... yaad hi nahi rahta!!! :(

Urvish: thik hai koi baat nahi ab likh le.... as it is said its never too late

Urvish writes...

Today I want to write about my today's experience. But my blog deserves two more posts before this but however those are bit serious so i'll post them next.

Woke up late... this term is relative Daily i wake up at 6.45 in the morning but i today i woke up at 9.45am so its late .. This post can be big as i'm using my friends' laptop and i'm enjoying typing on it.

You will think why have i wrote luckiest unlucky.... here is one eg. my hair grow fast, they are black (unlike some who had white hair since 12th grade) not getting bald still they are so thick that i can't have any other hair-style. This I came to know today when i went to hair dresser to change my hair style to something different he said except for spikes you cant do anything.

had lunch alone and came home and slept in afternoon. after a long time i took an afternoon nap and was actually enjoying nap, but i had promised to meet someone so took bike and went to meet her. After the 3 hrs meet i came here to meet my juniors... Met them after a long time and now. Had food prepared by their servant. felt like home. Nothing great as such but after coming here felt as if i should visit them every weekend

Dreamz Unlimited

Junta(Public) keeps dreaming, even I dream. The main point here is dream and work to achieve it. The idea of writing about dream came to my mind today morning at breakfast. Every morning I take my breakfast at Kamala Nehru Park (A location in heart of Pune City) on my way to office. I saw a young vegetable vendor looking at a couple feeding breakfast to each other and this guy is staring at them with a dream in his eyes something like ... One day even i'll have money, my own vehicle and even i'll feed my loved one or may be when i'll be able to do so?

Even I have a dream I want to work in as many professions I can from a Teacher, cobler, driver, salesman, media, IT Proffesional, BPO man, Entrepreneur, working at restaurant,etc etc in short i want to live my life as a common man with all my basic needs fulfilled with a scope for my coming generations (which is altogether a new topic :D ) to flourish.

APJ says and Even many great people said "Don't just dream, wake up and chase it".