कल का सूरज…

सब्र करेंगे  रातभर, ये अंधेरा ढलनेका,
कल का सूरज क्या लाएगा, किसे है पता?
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क्या होगी धूप कल, या छाँव में दिन गुजरेगा,
कल का दिन क्या दिखायेगा, किसे है पता?
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रास्ता होगा ख़त्म, या चलती जाएँगी राहें,
राही बननेका दर्द है या ख़ुशी, किसे है पता?
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सब्र करेंगे दिनभर, फिर सूरज ढलनेका,
ये रातें क्या ख्वाब लाएगी, किसे है पता?
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सुहाने होंगे सपने, या फिरसे दूरियां दिखेगी,
किस कश्मकश से गुजरेंगे, किसे है पता?
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चाहतें होगी पूरी, या तक़दीर फिर से नचाएगी,
ज़िंदगी क्या क्या दिखाएगी, किसे है पता?
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— @pbkulkarni

July – Birthdays and Memories…


Aah. The special month of the year has to be “July”.

Yes, you guessed it right. I am a July Baby 🙂 But that’s not all. Some of the good news in my life have come in this month. The very first being my birth, of course 😉


05 July

The day I decided to descend on this Earth (Damn, the USA beat me by one day 😦 but no worries Algeria and Venezuela are my siblings :-P). The day when God decided to make my parents happy, again. They day when my sister was gifted with a sibling. The day when my journey towards the ultimate goal of my life started. The day when my prior good and bad things took shape and a judgement was passed deciding my fate.

(Note: This is also the birthday of my college crush 😉 Sadly she couldn’t become part of my life. Sigh)

July is the month of birthdays for me. Cousin brother (11 July), cousin sister (12 July), my ‘lucky’ nephew (26 July) and of some other friends too.


07 July

Tanabata” – Japan celebrates ‘make-a-wish’ tradition on this day. The dates across the nation may vary, but the celebrations are started from 7th day of 7th month.

Two deities and lovers, Orihime and Hikoboshi, are separated by Milky Way and are allowed to meet only once a year – according to a legend. The custom of celebration is interesting. People write their wishes, poetry on tanzaku and hang them on bamboo. These bamboos are either set afloat in the river or are burnt at around midnight or next day.

(Reference: Wikipedia)


25 July 2005

31 candidates were shortlisted from a huge pool of 600 odd aspirants, after an aptitude test, by a very good MNC. This chap (points at self) managed to secure a berth among those 31 candidates, went through with the interview and almost got selected (as unofficially confirmed by the interviewer). But….


26 July 2005

All Mumbai roads were jam packed. The drainage overflowing some feet over the roads. Cyclists and bikers finding it impossible to wade through the water logged roads. Car engines giving up the fight. Buses somehow managing to move inch by inch. Locals, Mumbai’s veins, came to a standstill. People trying to help those who were stuck. First floor of many apartments completely under water.

Mumbai was ‘flooded’. People not in Mumbai didn’t take the risk to come inside the city. In fact they couldn’t  Among these people were my recruiters. Away from office for the whole week. In the meantime, another company took over 51% shares of this company (in which I was almost selected) and decided not to increase the task force.

Thus answering my “But…..”


26 July 2006

Morning 10:00 AM.

My cousin is just blessed with baby boy moments before.

My mobile rings. A friend from college is at the other end.

Friend: “Prasad, our results (B.E Final Year) are out”, with ecstatic voice.

Me: “How much you got? And what’s my status?” with mix of anxiety and ecstasy I asked him.

Friend: “Dude, you hit the jackpot. You have passed with distinction” and I didn’t listen to any further conversation. How could I? 😛

Thus my nephew is “lucky” for me 🙂


08 July 2010

First day of my first job 🙂

And you know what the best part about it is? – I got this news on my birthday 🙂 i.e 05 July 2010. A long journey, till the retiring age or maybe stretching even further, has started. The joy was even more because I got the joining after an year from the date I was supposed to join. Phew.

July is thus a joyful month of birthdays and memories. Looking forward to many more such cherishable moments in coming Julys. Why just July? In every months 😛


Written for  Month Of The Year Writing Challenge – Season 03

February – Sour n Sweet Memories


10 February 1995

The fateful day when I lost the sky from over my head. And I was too young to understand the consequences of this loss. Over the years, time has made me realize the intensity of this loss. But time has also cooked me, in his absence, to be like him. I am still in the process and myriad things yet need to be imbibed for me to be like him.

It’s been over 17 years now that my father is not with us. But I still remember playing cricket with him in the front yard as a kid. He bought me the whole cricket set and he used to play with me. He taught me Sanskrit, Bhagvad geeta, singing (though it’s hereditary) and showered huge love on me. I have some traits and mentality, which mom says I have picked from him.

A silver lining (optimistically and positively) amongst all this gloomy past is my mother has been the best father a woman could be. In fact a tad bit better. So I would say I had 2 layers of sky above me. Even though I lost one layer, the other layer has been tough like 2 layered sky since then.

1 February 2010

The day I started the journey towards having a sweet and awesome friend. It was January 2010 when I asked her what’s her birth date. At first she refused to tell me anything about it. After conversing for some time, she reluctantly agreed to let me know her birth month – February. I still tried to prod the path and know the birth date, and she was like “You will come to know”.

I even tried to threaten her by saying “If you don’t tell me the birth date, I will wish you for the whole month (on Twitter)”. She didn’t fall for this either and instead was very happy at the prospect of getting wished for the whole month. 😛

On the 7th day of February, she told me it’s her birthday and I can stop wishing her (as I now know the date) if I want. I kept my word and wished her for the whole month anyway 🙂

She then went on to became my very good friend and the saga of friendship grew stronger.



14 February

Another thing about February is “Valentines Day” – the month when cupid injects the love potion into the some and increases their bodily temperature. Sadly whatever bodily temperature increase has happened with me was self injected. Cupid couldn’t find me up until now to inject his magic potion. Sad but true. Hope in the coming Februaries cupid find me 😛

21 February

Marathi is my mother tongue and I am very much proud of it. Now you will ask me what’s special in 21st February? And why I should be proud of my mother tongue. Well, UNESCO on 17th December 1999 declared that 21 February be “International Mother Language Day“.

February is thus a sour and sweet month for me…


Written for Month Of The Year Writing Challenge – Season 03

A surprise birthday party…


It was 11:50 in the night of 4th July, I was sleeping. I was so overtaken by the sleep that I forgot that when the clock ticks 12:00 in the night, the next second I would be one year older than what I was. But I was not at all thinking about it. The conditions brought my thinking to a halt. I was sick with high fever. The fever rose well above the normal level. I was sleeping on one side, pulling the rug well over my head to avoid any contact with the external air. The fan which used to rotate over my head was standing still, as if it was staring popping his eyeballs out and looking at me wondering what happened to me. The light was off, door was closed and I was totally unaware of whether there was anybody present in the room. In fact I didn’t have the consciousness to look for all these things.


In that hibernation mode, my brain was thinking or rather events happened earlier flashed in front of my eyes. I had come to this place called Kharghar for seeking my MBA course. The day when we all came to this place came in front of me. I was looking at all the faces I saw that day, my room mates, my neighbours and some of the pals with whom I was gonna spend the two years of MBA. The day 27th June is itched in my mind like anything. As the days passed, the page of calendar turned to the month of July. We all started to attend the classes from the next day itself. In July we came to know that we are gonna have trip to Lonavla for 2 days. We all were enthralled and curious to go to that place with so many companions. The date was set 9th and 10th July.


Amidst all these things, I was wondering what will happen to my birthday??? Everybody was strange to each other. It takes time to build some rapport. And days from 27th June to 4th July were not enough to build such a relationship. There was nobody out there who will be interested to celebrate my birthday. As everybody were new there, there was nothing like "tradition of celebrating birthdays". I was out of home and I was thinking why the joining date was this early??? Had they been started the college from 7th or 8th July, I could have celebrated my birthday with my mother and then joined the college. But now that choice was not there. With a sigh, I started to live my life there at ITM, Kharghar. I was thinking all this in my sleep and all these events and thoughts flashed in front of eyes.


Suddenly I started to feel some pulling and pushing. I woke up to see what had happened. The sudden change in the process scared me. I woke suddenly up and felt the heavy breathing going through my nostrils and heart. I took some time for me to come to conscience and understand what happened. After some time I understood that all my room mates and my neighbours were there trying to wake me up. I asked them what had happened. They all asked me to come to the adjacent room. I started to complain that I am not feeling quite well to walk and come there. But they were little pushy for me to come there. Gathering some strength I stood and started to proceed to the adjacent room. They all were waiting for me there. As and when I entered the room, everybody burst into claps and cheers, saying "Happy Birthday" to me. I was so overwhelmed by the efforts and celebration that I was not able to utter anything. My eyes started to show signs of tears.


They had brought cake for me by contributing some money. And they kept this act secret, and I was completely incognizant about all these developments. I was so touched by the celebration. I thanked everybody for such a wonderfull experience and making my birthday special, which otherwise could have been boring. They filled colors in my transition from 22nd year to 23rd year. I was not expecting any of such things happening with me. But, if its written in your destiny, its ought to happen. Really, that was real surprise birthday party. I will never forget this guys. Cheers to all room no. 3 and 4 of Shrinivas (where I spent my two years of MBA). I really miss you guys now. I really miss that special relationship we all shared.


Prasad B. Kulkarni