You Rock Bro !


The hundredth post is dedicated to the guy who inspired me to start a blog.

“Parthu”



Two months back, I never knew I would have over 2k visitors on my blog, and I would write 99 posts. I am happy that I followed his advice and started the blog.

I have always been in awe of him. He would sometimes give me the opportunity to review his work and I would feel this is ultimate but then he would turn up with something much better! He has always surprised me with his talent and thoughts. I really like it when he would have brainstorming sessions with me, when he would ask me to give feedback and suggestions. I know how much my chest puffs when he says I pass his high standards and I can scrape appreciation from him.

I never realized when we grew up ... It seems just the other day when he used to be sitting in front of the TV, too lazy to go and fetch water for himself and he would say, " Je mari ben haise ee mara mate pani bhari avse" and I would run down to the kitchen and bring a bottle for him not wanting to miss the opportunity of establishing myself as his sister. I even remember those incidents when he sent me back to bring more water if I wanted to be the best sister. 

From snatching and wanting to play the same video games at the same time, starting to play badminton from one end of the street and reaching the other end, sneaking out to eat panipuri, sitting up entire nights to talk, playing garba nonstop we never knew how the years passed, how we grew up....

I remember how we did “atma ropan prayog” and tried to call some atmaa :D
How I used to lose every time still play chess with him...
How he told me to make apps and I never listened to him…
How he always helped me when I was stuck… 
How our phonic conversations last for hours and entire book can be printed out of our Gmail chats…
How we make endless plans that we make of writing novels and doing something innovative…

Now our discussions revolve around anything under the sun, we share (ATLEAST I DO) each and every thing we feel and experience. I can call him up in the middle of the night and bombard my so called "biggest problems and worries" and he will not only listen patiently, will also give very nice solutions. He has always given me a path knowingly or unknowingly.

Thank You for all that you have done for me and I really love you a lot J


P.S.: Have roto nai, ke tara vishe kai lakhti nathi :P 
        Have to navo mobile lai dais ne ? :D 

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