Ohh ye..the childhood shitt 1990's
Every morning when I woke up I never ever wanted to go to school…yea I was not even a sports chap…but I did got sum medals in the running n all that potato race…the tuition teacher fever and homework not done things use to keep in regular fear….but I admit I was a born dreamer a musical man and I even thought could be sum kinda artist luved the cartoons sumtimes I use to find my resembling in mowgli n the just mohhobat guy jay’…I enjoyed my frns to the fullest making events ,playin fighting for rights ;)to get more space for my bycycle parking /welfare for dogs in the society n respecting elders…I still remember saying jai matadi /good evenings n Namaste ! I never faked or did n e thing outta law…n xpted the same hence got frustrated many times….being not a bright student no1 luvs u for sumthing ppl want to be red butted in public topics…but yeah I was famous for the hair cuts /PJs unique styles aaa the topi cut ; Man I was so shy…the famous Casio player[keyboard]…..had crushes on my close friends in the bldg but never thought of progressing coz I never ever wanted to lose then n e way they get lost either ways…from the school days use to listen to all negative positive n diff gnre songs Lucky ali entered the zone my first own money cassette sifar was it..!ohh…dunno y….failure in 9th STD broke my morals…the fear grew for the study material….bad company played its part …n we got shifted to kandivli.
The high school. year 2000.
Appearing SSC privetly dosent make u a good guy in the society….breaking all the communications I usually stayed alone cos I never like others to be involved in my shitt n get affected I know being around is Contagious…..was a diff experience appearing from a private institute for me coz every1 there was from a fukld up level of thinking..I did it n e how n cleared….i bet no1 wud be happy more than be the day I left my school and passed my SSC.! My sister always played an inspirational part I remembered
Made few friends where i shifted n there I stuk making my own gang Playin cricket doin worthless n weird activities like making sounds of a dog howling in a human way…ok bunk it ..i said it was weird 'KK YOUTH CLUB that’s my thing baby all the freakin events held here ..we had a great time doin all the events n vacations in to the holy hut of next building n getting transformed physically in to the babagiri mode …its like U DUN UNDERSTAN ME …U BETTR DON’T..! Because u can’t..!
Average percentage never gifts u a good college but I got it in dalmia n was not that bad not that good either….caught up again with old buddies n got sum new 1ns tooo..VArun Sharma the buddy for life the true answering machine.
I started again n got the HSC clean chit clear ..i was so confident I can feel…with frns around freakinn n doin fun…I got carried away with the richer flow of my frns but I forgot I was never a study material…..they made thru n I got flunked in the SYBC…..every1 moved on....i never thought I failed cos of exams…I never wanted to study all those things and that too from teachers who cant even teach..! I didn’t gave up…I didn’t wantd to do this cos it never made sense to me….and i was never here to show up or prove n e thing to the masses in the society we live in..!
2005
Then the sighting of the guy with long hairs started in the dalmia streets….my frns calld me wheva they felt like..weired pants the weird t shirts the accessories’ the footwears..Varun n i were the major attraction wherever we went ..at that time the long hair trend was long lost….wve been through ppl makin fun of us with that long long hairs..sucha shitt we loved our selves with the outlook n PJ kings ……but then after 4 years wasting into rock and I M DIFFERENT FROM OTHERS thing….am I …ohh bunk it….its natural to get attention from the family n frns abt doin nothingness...coz the masses always compare..i thought I wud be a band a musician a rocker a photographer what not…joined the office doin nothing there wasting time for a year.what I thought abt musik was so clearly different from others…good friends end up because of Misunderstandings…Old buddies freaking around again…
2007
Outta da blue suddently the wildlife conserveation thing grabs me and here the animal n environment friendly guy in me rises high upon the hights…I thought to buildup a career in this coz i was doin good n ppl really appreciated.. no options left again….The time I was sensitized but I realised abt the family xpectations coz conservations never builds up with money for the family n name for the shitty ppl who compare myself from others and ask does he work...how much does he earn...i hate comparison..in society we live in ..! well i say i earn respect int he world where elements rejoice n guilt fades away....i said u wont understand its wiered bunk it..!! n also ppl dun understand here more like.. one man asked me ohh u r into conservations na cud help me with the pigs in my backyard..! n I said GOD y m I here
2008
All Messed up…trying to be with the close 1ns n feelin the felt behind vibe for the first time…dosent feels good being a paranoid for a time ….
Changing unknowingly I start to be soft serene n all the things I hide before the shitt comin out…
After trying into Photography, videography, music,family business and world conservation also being human …I realized all these things were by default were installed in me from the time I was reborn..! Mom thank you so much…
after being in an impression of a great mind ..a dozen names and looks…I got to a conclusion with the help of a friend n myself that animations cud feed my soul coz it has a bloody big space from camera angles to music to videography and a mind with basic knowledge…it depends upon ones power of knowledge my friend ..!
2009
I entered the world of Animations n here I m Struggling learning n loving my life for the time being..!Coz its not easy as it seems…it like u r a god creating a your own world….every particular thing has to be made by thyself n is toooo Vaaast ..!
Automagikaly yours ...!!!
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