WRITE RISHI WRITE

One fine morning, my wife screamed on me to bring Maggi for Shirish, my son. Every mother is doing the same things for her child these days, it is no where closed to our childhood days when our mother used to cook both breakfast nd lunch for us. I know I'm a deep sleeper nowadays but she used to wake up at even 4 o'clock....in winter also. And I still  remember, how she used to scold me to wake me up... ki uth Jaa ab..7 baj chuke, and my way of procrastination ki ' mummy bas 5 minute' is same now. Finally i had to wake up after sometime. I was hearing the same sounds now.......ki uth Jaa,uth Jaa...uth naa..I felt everything to be blurred . I could see my mom saying these words bt this time I couldn't wake up this time. Wasn't able to cry because i think TRUCK had hit me harder than mother's words used to, in my childhood. Leaving this world, I was only thinking about my mother and also asked myself "did Shirish got Maggi as his breakfast

As soon I woke up, around me but unnoticed she was! was she my closed one,my mother..no,no nd no. Since I started walking on my own feet ,also started to feel her around... she was behind me sometime also I lagged her equally..even she adjusted herself according to weather. Quite a fine day,she started teaching me fear which she produced herself,I think. The only thing she taught : jst look at me BT I  was like no,no, not at all. Finally me as debarred boy looked forcefully at it nd I got life after that even better that previous one. She was my own SHADOW. Her lesson was complete them nd her final speech was "Jst look at me if u feel scared, no one is there except me.if u don't look at me , I will throw you out of your own body." So if you have dare to face (SHADOW-FEAR), You will strengthen enough to conquer it..nd her reply would be just..                      Yours (SHADOW-FEAR)  SO JUST BE ALRIGHT ***************RISHI 4 U****""""&qu

signing off.... It's 1 am in the morning and i'm thinking only two words in my mind ...galaa toh ekdum bhar Chuka hai .... Saw Virat Kohli's post at Instagram today. Just look at him. Me in myself thinks that he is: average looking, nothing special, sometimes I hate him but the reality is, he is at the top undisputedly making India proud and holding the burden of a billion dreams on his shoulders. And what is it, I'm doing now, even for myself . Nothing. I'm just criticising everyone and doing nothing. I'm done with the self analysis,found out something which I must need to do. You all, almost 500 in numbers know me who I am. It's okay but whole world is leaving quite far away from you all. I hame decided that iI hav to ignore u ..I have to meet the world... everything may be wrong with this: grammar, arrogance,over confidential clutch. Again​ ... signing off If me in me depends on few of you, how will you in you, remind me of you all, I know,