Its always about the people and the city...

It’s said that any replica, in any shape, form, or material of Taj Mahal should never be gifted. It signifies separation, or leads to it. I did gift it to my friend once…. Infact, my best friend, years back…. It was a normal day at school and out of nowhere the discussion rose as to what would we want to own if sky is the limit. She leisurely said Taj Mahal… Days and months passed. I was hunting for a birthday gift for her when I chanced on a small and pretty Taj Mahal replica. Instantly I knew this is the best thing I could gift her. I did. That was then. I wont call it a tragic separation or sad disconnection but we changed school, kept in touch but eventually drifted. Now, I have loads of friends, so called friends, acquaintances on my mail, orkut, facebook…She somehow is untraceable… Choose your gift carefully eh…. Things however have changed… I visited Taj Mahal a day before…earlier people used to go with awe that it will be extremely beautiful and get somewhat disappointed. We we

Yes, surely enough, we find ourselves saying it’s written…whatever is happening. And we start getting cues that it is, and also getting instincts that this is how it will progress. Godly things, destiny, luck, they are all so simple that they got most complex. If we do go to the heaven’s steps and see our virtue and vice account up there, and what was written, we will realize how apparently it was in front of us! So this is about Lucky. It was written that lucky will survive. I know it will. Everything that happened, all coincidences, all state that he was destined to live, why else one stray doggie in millions gets to go through all this out of the way. I felt as if I was part of a play today, typically, something like “ jeena aur marna toh oopar wale ke haath mein hai…hum sab toh rangmanch ki kathputliyan hai jinki dor oopar wale ke haath mein hai…” So it seemed just the way it is in mythological stories. One curse gives rise to a next incarnation which plays a major role in some gre