MIL(NH)

Hello guys,

My relative was giving the examination of the Baba Ambedkar university bihar board exam.

For my surprise, there was a subject called MIL (NH), she called me at night, asking for what does this mean.

You  know what the syllabus was in front of me, I could not determine what does this mean,

For your information, who knows, its well and good, for those who do not know.

The subject MIL(NH) means Modern Indian Language (NON HINDI).

This subject is for students who are not writing the exam in hindi language.

The examination may consists of  exams like, URDU, BENGALI, and other and Palik.

Thanks.

Road Trip to Mumbai..Excitment, fun, experience

Hello everyone my name is Mayank. I'll be telling my journey to Mumbai via road trip. It is always amazing when you travel with your friends, one of my friend got transferred to Mumbai. He had his car to take with him, who else could be a better co Traveller then me. Of course, I am not a praising myself, but the fact is I know driving. Many of us know. We decided to travel Mumbai by road, the decision was made, but the question was? Will we both be travelling? Of course not, we often speak friends forever, the and plan entry of my roommates accompanied by my friend, of late night, we decided four of us will go. Bang, all of a sudden plan was made, let's go............

The second day, we were about to leave around 3 o'clock in the evening, rightly said, when you plan you don't plan, the plant does not execute the way we thought, similar was our case. The packing itself took around 5 hours the previous night it was 2:30 A.M, when we went off to bed. It is hard to get up early in the morning, and when you are delayed in the morning you are delayed for the rest of the day. So instead of 3 p.m. We started our journey at 6 p.m in the evening.

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When journey starts, it must start with selfie, we not only had our luggage to take but lot of memories to cherish, share, reconnect, remember and take them off to the place mumbai our destiny, we took few food water bottle, charger, the most important thing was missing. B Power Bank, a Bank which holds equal importance as of real bank, specially when you are travelling. It took 4500 rupees, value was much more. The power bank was only medium to get life to our phone., all set, get set go..

The names of course are equally important vamshi, the name resembles funny, cute, naughty, character, bajwa my beloved friend who was to travel. The journey started from Kondapur Hyderabad, we did not know the location the place, direction, all we dependent where on Google Maps, thanks to its creator, it showed us way. It was outer Ring Road, that showed us Mumbai. It was late already, so we travelled slowly, a song retro melody, party song, sometimes Punjabi. All mixed songs throughout India was being played. Thanks to jio for unlimited Internet. It was dark soon, the first the first we took selfie a place called, sorry I don't remember the name, all I remember is our place where we peed first, selfie was taken in the headlight. I took the staring in my hand, it was my turn to drive, the last time I drive was 2 months ago, I know but I like you experience, it was a smooth drive. It was late already, so we decided to stay. We found a Dhaba, took few Tandoori Roti, paneer Tikka, my non vegetarian friends too chicken, we were hungry, first arrangement was made for tummy, second arrangement was made for bummy, I mean to sleep, soon we found hotel blue diamond, it cost 1400 for one AC room. We found the accommodation. it reminded me of my last trip to coorg.

You cannot sleep early when you have friends, that is the most advantage, the hotel was booked at 1 a.m. And we slept around 3 A.M, the Ambience was good, scenery was better, rooms very nice, it was chilled, although it was hot outside, (the AC made the room ccold), finally after chit chat we went off to bed.-----

Early morning it was 8 A.M, then my eyes could see the sunshine, it was tiring but exciting, we had few challenges to overcome, we did it well, we had to return hyderabad the next day, a a ticket is mandatory, when you travel, I called up an agent, asked him to book a tatkal ticket from mumbai to Hyderabad, you know the Indian system, they will loot you the most, when you are in trouble most. Tatkal ticket agent for 3000 rupees per ticket where as the actual cost of tatkal ticket is 1400, see! Double the price. I made up my mind to travel via bus cancel it off.

Meanwhile my friend's father. I would call him generous father, he takes care of everything, for his kid, bajwa is oval pampered, but equally generous and kind, I will tell his story later that how he takes more time to get ready then a girl.( over sensitive guy).

His father tried booking the ticket in tatkal, unfortunately, it was 23 waiting list, we did not had option but to wait.

While all this was happening,  it was 11 a.m. in the morning, we have to check out the same day, we got ready, took shower, and finally got ready, water bottle was taken, car started, we started from solapur, when tummy is hungry you are angry. The first spot had to bA restaurant, soon we got onem dhaba, again I don't remember the name. I demanded a aC room to set and eat.
Paneer was ordered, along with Tandoori Rot, hey, you know what when you are vegetarian, you do not have much option than  paneer, poor vegetarian....


When tummy is happy you are happy, we proceeded,all filled, occupied, it was all Road we could see, this site was full of greenery, mountains, hills, plants, trees, yeah, fresh air, we crossed many places, really difficult thing to remember names, but when this is lonavala, you can never forget.

Yes, we were in lonavala, famous place. But the time was not favourable, it was around 9 p.m. when we reached, of course tummy was not happy, we found  a resort, green hills and decided to eat somethhing.paneer had already occupied our stomach.-----

To be continued.............................................

I wont writ much content at this point of time, however I would highlight and reconsider the facts written a couple of years ago.

"All busy guys with lot of full eyes, filled with passion but missing compassion

Running behind money and loosing your honey has been the principle these days

I don't give a concern to money over relationship and time, and expect other to do the same, i know money can buy much of your needs but not everything Indeed.

Time rushes but please, do not leave your crushes

Let not people come to you, start visiting them, whom you never know they might come back to you with a excuse to return the stuff you left behind, the stuff might be the little love and affection you showed while your small visit to your friend".

"I am busy right now, but just started with the Inspiration of the old saying I follow, :Naadha toh aadha, aadha to sadha(Its half done when you have started and completed when half Is done):"

Don't wait for the beginning, go for it and your destiny would be at your foot.

I might not be that inspiring right now, neither i Intented to be, but I would help show your own reflecting in the coming time, i would keep active to share those special things in life which is common to everyone but yet special.

Wish you all a happy beginning to the unstoppable crazy unknowing content writer, be ready to bear which will make your bring tears one day.


                  ----------------------------GOOD MORNING-------------------------------
                                  (Beginning of the dawn for the lovely day ahead)

Initially i am not that happy while writting this blog, but i am realistic, sad a bit , and going to let you all explore  through the finally ending journey that all of you might have come across, especially the final year students, of wbut , (those are what i am particularly aware of)
       
            remember the very begging of the college days??????

let me go to the flashback for  a while..
                  wao a college,i am in will be with a lot of fun, full of facilites and then what not?
  personally for me. it was like a heartbreak.
                             it was not the actual one that i really had dreamt of "surely not many get the college of their own choices", i was the one among them too.
       although with satisfaction it was the start of a journey , some sort of ragging , in the form of proposal, whom you barely know, fear of the seniors , and then the semester exams are there opened up, for you to take into the gaint mouth,  with the hii and byee, and introduction , we dont come across what actually is there, how are we going to pass,??? these questions really haunts you , and yes finally after the semester, we come to know the heroes and the zeroes, you come close to each other as your friends, 
   some gets girlfriends, while other finds mere a friend of their choices, 

         a series of proposals and refusals, a series of love and care, some small fights that raminds you of the compactness with your friends, 
  some highs and the lows and some why and how?

  some becomes good friends, some are not there with you , you call someone, in the party .
             blaming the subject teacher for your semester results,  causing confusion and agin coming close , a series of come and go situation , 
  we pass our first year of the college and miss the most valuable time, 
  some inculcate the habit of reading, some never reading 
"abe yar chotha hai na, chal kam ho jaega"
  i am much sure ,  this term chotha will play a  major role in your academic career, 
 all goes out in a moment,,
  in my case the final day is 30/5/2015(the day of the final moments spent in the college , and a sleepness night spent together with friends)
   i know not , how many of them will stay in touch with us ,, but then we never loose hope, 
  there will not be bunks anymore
  the proxy we will miss
  fighting for the tiffin daily will be recalled(sumit kar was the one in the final years)
      No more arguments on the marks, ("abe tera kitna aya ?")
   the decisions to talk to sir for any topic and the background sound("saale fattu kahi ka "), are not to be listened anymore
     the ragging state of uuvraj sahani "jahanpana tussi great ho taufa kubul karo "
  these things , my god, passed so soon, help we could hold the times
   all vanished in a moment , no more  judgemental and sentimental comments ;; 
  no more papsses of the blush that sparked on the faces of friends , no more pagalpanti, no more canteen hours , no more mass bunks, no more time  as well . 
    see, where have we come. but friends a humble one 
  "saalo sab karna par bhul na jana . manata hoon time kam hoga , toh soch lena ki sone ke lie v time kam padata hai kya, "
 kabhi nind na aaye toh khatte , mithe yade yad kar lena 
. 
  mast tha wo waqt,  sai thi wo duniya,
jane kis mod pe ake, mil jaye hum sab toh.
  fir se khil jaye wo hasin  sapne ,
  jaha na chahte hue v sabhi the apne