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Tuesday

What is friendship?

He was a genius who belonged to a very humble background. He made groundbreaking contributions to his field without any formal education. He once said, "An equation for me has no meaning unless it expresses a thought of God." He was often considered a lunatic by his peers at school because of his hardheaded intelligence. He was often a loner. He had very few friends and hardly held any close assistance with anyone.

When once asked, "You don't seem to have friends. Why do you hesitate in building a close friendship with anyone? "
He calmly said, "I wish I could have close friends but I haven't found anyone yet who fits in my definition of a true friend."

The person was very curios to know what a genius like him looks for in a friend. 

What are the qualities you look for in a person to befriend him?
I look for a relationship like the numbers 220 and 284 share with each other.
Errr...What? I think either you got my question wrong or I'm unable to decipher your answer. 
You heard it right, these two numbers are the epitome of a true friendship. 
How? Can you please explain?
Okay, just write down the divisors of both these numbers.

After a little difficulty, the person listed the divisors as instructed.
220 - 1,2,4,5,10,11,20,22,44,55,110,220
284 - 1,2,4,71,142,284
Great, now can you please sum the divisors of each number excluding the number itself. The result was astonishing. The person got his answer as he calculated the sum.
220:  1+2+4+5+10+11+20+22+44+55+110 = 284
284:  1+2+4+71+142 = 220

He looked up in awe at the greatest mathematician of the century, Srinivasa Ramanujan. He was confounded at Ramanujan's expertise and understanding of subtle human relations.


The number 220 represented the number 284 in its absence and vice versa. Both the numbers contained within themselves the other one.  An ideal friendship should be like these two numbers, to complement each other, even when one is absent, the other should represent the friend. These two numbers, though different from each other, represented a mutual connection at a deeper level which is required the most in a close-knit friendship.

Even after decades, Ramanujan’s theory for a close friendship holds true. If two people can have ingrained in them the same set of core values and qualities and if one can mirror the qualities of the other even in the other’s absence, then such two people can symbolize and represent a true friendship. 



In this journey of life, we meet many people, some pass-by, some leave behind an impression and some stay by our side. We carry a glimpse of everybody we meet. We often don't realize but we mirror the basic traits of people who are closely associated with us. We can't be sure of the time we would live that bond but one thing we can be sure of is embody the best of the other in ourselves and exude the goodness even when the other is not around. Be the 220 and 284 and leave the rest to the principles of Mathematics. This world will become a more better and happier place than before.




JJJ

Gracias!
 

Dream On



What doesn't let you sleep is a Dream 
And what drools you in sleep
is a Dream in sleep
Subtle and elusive it is
The power to fantasize the reality
The realm to experience the diversity.

The ghost-driven bike
Or the roller coaster ride 
The merry-merry sack
Or the scary -scary pack
Ambivalent is a Dream
Happily Sad you become 
to find 'dream-come-true-in-dream'
Or Sadistically Happy you go
to discover 'Thank God! It was just a dream'

Dreaming in a dream is reflexive
But living a dream is volunteered
What are you waiting for my dear
Go on to live the dream you cheer!


Öbrìgadò!
JJJ
 

Sunday

Amber tint of Diu in Ambipur's Fragrance


           “The World is a book, and those who do not travel read only a page.”
So to read a few more pages of this book, we set out on our weekend trip and this time we targeted reading the unexplored pages of the beautiful island DIU. We soon sketched our road map from Ahmedabad to Diu.

Distance between Ahmedabad and Diu : 354 kms  
Time taken to travel : 6 hours 15 mins


Ahmedabad-Diu road map

As said "A journey is best measured in friends, rather than miles". So we, a muckle of twenty friends, geared up to measure this distance to dabble in the colourful hue of Diu.

 

Since we all could not get accommodated in a car, so we decided to hire a bus. Yeah! a Volvo bus to fix all the twenty monsters under one roof. To sweeten the trip, we also took an    Ambi Pur air freshener so that the driver always feels fresh and we can breathe in pleasance.

We started on Saturday morning at around 8 a.m. much later than the scheduled time of      6 a.m. How can the nocturnal beasts like us get up early on weekends. Anyhow after umpteen calls to each other, finally the gang occupied the bus. 'Asli majaa SAB ke sath aata hai' . All were in the party mood to set the bus floor on fire. 
   


Capturing every tangy and spicy moment is a must-do for every trip so that the trip remains vivid and fresh forever whenever you flip back. I was all set with my camera to flash and wink at everyone.




The monsters had gone crazy in Ambi Pur's fragrance. Everyone wanted to be clicked as if Anurag Kashyap was looking for the next Barfi. Some were sitting still because they still couldn't overcome the past night's lullaby. Some were poking the still idols to get them into motion. Some were looking for their Jhilmil. Some were flaunting their new branded glares. Some were flaunting their new attires. In short everyone was occupied with the silliest of the tasks the world has ever seen. The old melodies in the air added to the mood and all the crazy fellows sunk in the madness. 

The flock  babbled...
Zindagi ek safar hai suhana
Yahan kal kya ho kisne jaana
Boys pitched these at the loudest.... 
Yeh dil na hota bechara, kadam na hote aawara
Jo khubsurat koyee apana humsafar hota


gaadi vaale gaadi dhire haank re
 jiyaa udaa jaaye lade aankh re hoy

All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go
 I'm standin' here outside your door
All were pointing towards the only jumbo in our group.... 
Chal chal chal mere haathi, O mere saathi
chal le chal khatara kheench ke

This time the girls were in action...
Yeh ladka hai allah kaisa hai divana
Kitna mushkil hai tauba isko samjhana

Again awakening the only desire of boys...
Mere sapnon ki rani kab aayegi tu
Aayi rut mastaani kab aayegi tu

The gang hummed ...
Zindagi ke safar mein guzar jate hain jo makam,
woh phir nahin aate

The guys were on their knees... 
Hume Tumse Pyaar Kitna Yeh Hum Nahin Jaante
Magar Jee Nahin Sakte Tumhaare Bina

The guys and girls were in the field...
Ladki kyon na jane kyon Ladkon si nahin hoti
Sochti hai zyada, kam wo samajhti hai

The song jazzed up the sphere...
Hum jo chalane lage, chalane lage hain yeh raaste
aa ha ha ha manjil se behtar lagane lage hai yeh raaste

It was really romancing with the wheels. The wind in the hair, the trees passing by silently, the people gurgling with laughter, the changing colour of hills, the music falling into ears, and the eyes tracing the long unwinding beautiful country roads made me fall in love with the journey.                   

How fast did the time fluttered no one noticed until the driver honked loud saying, "We have reached Diu". On reaching there, few of us went to book hotel for such a huge crowd. Rest of us stayed back looking for something to feed the rats in the stomach. Luckily we got rooms in a nearby hotel at affordable price. All were asked to take some rest and gather in the evening. After such lively hours, each one of us fell dormant for a few hours. In the evening at around 5p.m. we steered the bus towards Diu fort. It took around 20 minutes to reach there.

Diu Fort is located on the coastal side of the of Diu Island near by the Arabian Sea. The fort offers a kaleidoscopic view of Diu town, which is located very close to it, and its adjacent areas. It is noteworthy that this fort of Diu lies in the strategic complex that comprises of Passo Seco Fort, Nagoa Fort, Gogola and Barra. The fort was built by the Portuguese during their colonial rule of the Diu island. The fort was built in 1535 subsequent to a defense alliance forged by Bahadur Shah, the Sultan of Gujarat and the Portuguese when Humayun, the Mughal Emperor waged war to annex this territory. The Diu fort and the Basilica of Bom Jesus in Old Goa were chosen as the two wonders from India, among the seven from across the world, out of a list of 27 monuments built in 16 countries during the Portuguese rule.



We explored every corner of the fort for the next four hours. We decently completed the photo-session ceremony with every historical mark. Digging into every crook of the fort, we went back to the hotel. In the night, we again searched for some restaurant to feed twenty hungry storks. It was a very nice experience to sit together on the dinning table, deciding the menu for half an hour and after much discussion ordering some plain food. It was really fun to be together.

Next day, it was decided to leave by 9 a.m. so that no one has to compromise with their sleeps. But still the lazy lizards made it half an hour late. So on Sunday morning we left for Nagoa beach. It took 20 minutes to reach there.

Nagoa beach in Diu is horse shoe shaped bordered by palm hoka trees. It has clam water ideal for swimming, sailing, boating, and water skiing. Nagoa beach is well known for 'hoka' and 'rukhada' trees which are originally African and brought to India by Arabian traders. We all dunked into the waters and had lots of fun.We even lazed in the sea beach enjoying the balmy breeze and the sight of swaying palm trees.


After gulping enough of the salty water, we moved towards the sunset point. Sunset Point is a small beach in Diu, which is famous for watching the sun set. There we saw a serene sunset, waves attacking the coast, and heard the soothing gurgle of Arabian sea. It is the one of the amazing place on island.

 

The setting sun ,the serene waves and the calm breeze gave the most solacing experience we ever have had. I felt like sitting there forever in nature's lap. It seemed as if every wave babbled something into my ears, the cold wind gently kissed me each time it breezed past me and the setting sun gave the message of hope, after every sunset the sun rises to spread the amber hue.


After spending almost two tranquil hours beside the Arabian sea, we boarded the bus back for Ahmedabad. The calmness of the breeze was hovering everyone's mind but soon all got up from their seats to groove to the music. We had already taken a good number of rocking tracks with us. So, on the way back, the peppy people leaped and bounced to some shaky-wavy tracks.
 Pehli baat to yeh, Jo tu tik-tok tik-tok chalti hai
Maana ye saari teri high heels ki galti hai
 
Chikni chameli chhup ke akeli

 pawwa  chadha ke aayi 

 Ooh la la…Ooh la la…
Tu hai meri fantasy..

Mundeyan nu chardi thaari thaari thaari ohdi heat te
Marjani paundi bhangra Angrezi beat te

Hua chhokra jawaan re
Hua chokra jawaan re,Hey hey
Subah hone na de, saath khone na de
Ek doosre ko hum sone na de
Tu mera hero ...
 Battiyan bujha lo jee, Jinde kunde la lo ji
What I say just follow ji, This party getting hot
Char baj gaye lekin party abhi baaki hai



We all wished that this 'Perfect Road Trip' never ends. Still having the hangover of this beautiful journey and finding it difficult to concentrate on what the person standing on the podium trying to explain. I'm just humming.
Chalte Chalte Mere Yeh Geet Yaad Rakhna
Kabhi Alvida Na Kehna
...




Hioy'oy Hoi Polloi
JJJ



This post is written for the contest 'The Perfect Road Trip' organised by AmbiPur India in association with indiblogger.in.

Friday

Go Peppy With Me!!!

As I write this 50th post, I feel extremely delighted to buy myself a little corner in this blogger world. I extend my heartfelt thanks to all my friends, readers and co-bloggers for scratching their head, pulling their hair and biting their nails to get hold of my cosy darling words. So, at this grand occasion I’m throwing a peppy party.
 
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INVITATION CARD
 
I heartedly invite you to mark your gracious presence and trip
 
the light fantastic toe to some snappy music and go wordy-mad.
 
Time : Anytime
 
Venue: You have already stepped in. Just scroll down straight.
 
R.S.V.P. Surbhi Bafna
 
Young guns: Pleazze do kum and let us daance togaather.
 
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     for all dear bloggers
            To blog as ‘ONE’. Z
 
 
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The party has begun!!!
 
º²Common everybody Let’s Party ²º
 
 
 
åChampagne- the bubbly
 
Hello!!! Blog bunnies!
Setting the party into mood, here I uncork myself.
Shake-Shake-Shake
Splash-Boom-Splash
Whooaaaa !!!!
Dunk yourself in my froth sparkle.
Common!! I’m not whisky.
Sip me and immerse yourself in the party.
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¯ DJ-Tune to 'We are the World'.
Wordie-the waiter: Ma’am, this link please.
 
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I Cake-the granny
 
Akhooo Akoooo
W-e-L-c-O-m-E my dear Bloggers!!!
Akhooo Akhooo
My child Vivacious Puerile has groen 50 posts old.
 Bless the freak to accommodate plethora of posts.
Your support, your appreciation, your criticism, your silent stalking (reading without commenting), your Bunnyship made her more and more inclined to words.
So, here I cut myself into pieces to sweeten your tongues. Don’t worry! I’m eggless. I I I
 
¯ DJ- Tune to 'Shape of my heart'.
Wordy-the waitress: Sir, this link please.
 
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Muffin-the muncher
Hey Bunnies!!!
Give me a high-five.
You all guys rock in Blogger world. Yuuhooooo.
This party is thrown for all of you, young and old, girls and boys to munch me and say Violaaaa!
Keep dropping your comments on this space. ä ä ä
 
¯ DJ- Tune to 'Heaven Sent'.
Wordie-the waiter: Dame ,this link please.
 
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¥ Rasmalai-the rosy
 
Namaste Bloggers!!!
I’m here to add sweetness to your Bunnyship.
A malai ball soaked in Saffron milk is the traditional way of greeting guests. So, here I’m. Gulp me. Don’t worry Lady! I’m sugar free. I won’t add calories to your diet. ¥ ¥ ¥
 
¯ DJ- Tune to 'Tere jaisa yaar kahan'.
Wordy-the waitress: Dude ,this link please.
 
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% Latte- the hot
 
Hiiiii boys! Heyy Girls!!!
It’s a bit cold here. So common grab me and pour the hot froth steamed espresso into your throat. Wooooow!!!!
That’s like Bunnies.
I like it when you guys talk of some hot burning issues. Keep penning the hot issues and spread the word. % % %
 
¯ DJ- Tune to 'You light up My life'.
Wordie-the waiter: Ma’am ,this link please.
 
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, Kurkure- the Chilly
 
Hola Hola Bloggers!
You have had much of the sweets today. Now common crunch me.
Tedha hai, per mera hai.
I wish all you Bunnies stay a family till the triumph of Blogger cosmo prevails. , , ,
 
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Wordy-the waitress: Sir ,this link please.
 
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eTic-Tac-the Mouth Freshner
 
Adios Blog Buddies.
Put me below your tongue and write up a fresh minty gloss of this vivacious party.
Keep posting fresh and vivid. e e e
 
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P.S. The party is still buzzing. Send your fellow Bloggers to this space. Let all the Bunnies buzz together.
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Hioy'oy Hoi Polloi
JJJ