0911 rules

Over Coffee

2012-11-02T02:48:00.001+05:30

Wohooo !!!finally a day off from work or you can say i bunked it(its very common for me), but it was special as it was my first leave/bunk from office in past 3 months.It was nice awesome weather, thanks to cyclone that day in bay area. I was planning what to do? and i suddenly realized its been days i dint go for a bike drive.So, got my beast Pulsar 220 out and set out for a drive. I was in midst of my journey and cyclone played upon, it started raining heavily. All I could was to rush to some place and on the highway i landed up into a Cafe'(not the Irani Chai one :P).
I entered cafe' asked barista for a hot cuppa.I grabbed a book from the side table and started reading it.
"Hey, how come you here?" a voice called, I turned around and found my college junior standing behind me. I also asked him the same as this place was unusual bit farther from city.He told "I came with my girlfriend". Next question obviously was "Where is she and Who?" as i din see any girl around, he told she was in washroom as they both got drenched.
We both sat down,Oops i forgot to introduce him. He is the Ex-Col. son Rakesh Singh, as long as i remember he aspired to be in army.His haircut and mustache looked like he was in army but wasnt sure about it. So i popped up a question" You in Army, right?".
He said "No, I am still trying for it". I said "Ohhkk, Your appearance made you look that you are already in". He then lit up a cigarette and started smoking, I asked him when did you start smoking. He told me, for joining army he has started adapting that lifestyle of smoking and drinking as this gives him "GENTLEMEN" feeling.His answer was good enough for me to thank god, that i dropped my plan of joining armed forces, I wouldn't have adapted to this mad rush.
So, I thought it would be great to discuss with this guy about Anti-Graft movement and corruption as he is going to join army must be passionate about our country as i am.So i asked him what did he think about it. He told me, he doesn't give a shit about whatever happens in politics,he will be part of army and not a civilian.
Now here was an answer i hated from him.I asked aren't civilians part of this country and isn't corruption prevails in army too,shouldn't we fight against it.His next answer was real amazing"Its something civilians get it to army, Armed forces people are not corrupt". This pissed me off.
I asked him"how can you say that". He told"I know it, We live to glory and for country". I counter questioned him "Aren't civilians and corruption part of this country". I want to join army to enjoy to get a good 5 digit salary and my dad's influence would get me posted in some relief areas , I can drink and enjoy the armed forces party and have a good time spending my life".
Before i could say anything, i heard another voice "My mushy mushy darling lets go, rain has also stopped. I need to be home before 8".She was Rakesh's girlfriend.He introduced me too her and i can
say she was blonde and dumb seeing her face.So he left in 5 minutes after some PDA in front of me.

He left but also left a question to me "Aren't we responsible for our country?. Is our youth going crazy behind unrealistic things in life.I don't know which knowledge center is mus-guiding them."
and to add on "I don't want such people to defend my country, i feel so unsafe now".

But its time for us to realize what is important for our country, rather then sitting on our ambitions. Our country needs a good corruption free environment not the one we have now.I wanna change it.

Do you also want to change it?

Let's Vote for right people in 2014 elections.

Responsive web design

2012-06-06T12:26:00.002+05:30

A week back i received an e-mail from client team in Palo Alto asking me for responsive web design approach for the new project.I know its boring topic for people who are not related to UI/UX stream,but certainly you should read to know whats the next big thing on its way.

"The control which designers know in the print medium, and often desire in the web medium, is simply a function of the limitation of the printed page. We should embrace the fact that the web doesn’t have the same constraints, and design for this flexibility. But first, we must “accept the ebb and flow of things.”
John Allsopp, “A Dao of Web Design”"

The English architect Christopher Wren once quipped that his chosen field “aims for Eternity,” and there’s something appealing about that formula: Unlike the web, which often feels like aiming for next week, architecture is a discipline very much defined by its permanence. A building’s foundation defines its footprint, which defines its frame, which shapes the facade. Each phase of the architectural process is more immutable, more unchanging than the last. Creative decisions quite literally shape a physical space, defining the way in which people move through its confines for decades or even centuries.
Working on the web, however, is a wholly different matter. Our work is defined by its transience, often refined or replaced within a year or two. Inconsistent window widths, screen resolutions, user preferences, and our users’ installed fonts are but a few of the intangibles we negotiate when we publish our work, and over the years, we’ve become incredibly adept at doing so.
But the landscape is shifting, perhaps more quickly than we might like. Mobile browsing is expected to outpace desktop-based access within three to five years. Two of the three dominant video game consoles have web browsers (and one of them is quite excellent). We’re designing for mice and keyboards, for T9 keypads, for handheld game controllers, for touch interfaces. In short, we’re faced with a greater number of devices, input modes, and browsers than ever before.
In recent years, I’ve been meeting with more companies that request “an iPhone website” as part of their project. It’s an interesting phrase: At face value, of course, it speaks to mobile WebKit’s quality as a browser, as well as a powerful business case for thinking beyond the desktop. But as designers, I think we often take comfort in such explicit requirements, as they allow us to compartmentalize the problems before us. We can quarantine the mobile experience on separate subdomains, spaces distinct and separate from “the non-iPhone website.” But what’s next? An iPad website? An N90 website? Can we really continue to commit to supporting each new user agent with its own bespoke experience? At some point, this starts to feel like a zero sum game. But how can we—and our designs—adapt?

A flexible foundation

Let’s consider an example design. I’ve built a simple page for a hypothetical magazine; it’s a straightforward two-column layout built on a fluid grid, with not a few flexible images peppered throughout. As a long-time proponent of non-fixed layouts, I’ve long felt they were more “future proof” simply because they were layout agnostic. And to a certain extent, that’s true: flexible designs make no assumptions about a browser window’s width, and adapt beautifully to devices that have portrait and landscape modes.

Huge images are huge. Our layout, flexible though it is, doesn’t respond well to changes in resolution or viewport size.

But no design, fixed or fluid, scales seamlessly beyond the context for which it was originally intended. The example design scales perfectly well as the browser window resizes, but stress points quickly appear at lower resolutions. When viewed at viewport smaller than 800×600, the illustration behind the logo quickly becomes cropped, navigation text can wrap in an unseemly manner, and the images along the bottom become too compact to appear legible. And it’s not just the lower end of the resolution spectrum that’s affected: when viewing the design on a widescreen display, the images quickly grow to unwieldy sizes, crowding out the surrounding context.
In short, our flexible design works well enough in the desktop-centric context for which it was designed, but isn’t optimized to extend far beyond that.

Becoming responsive

Recently, an emergent discipline called “responsive architecture” has begun asking how physical spaces can respond to the presence of people passing through them. Through a combination of embedded robotics and tensile materials, architects are experimenting with art installations and wall structures that bend, flex, and expand as crowds approach them. Motion sensors can be paired with climate control systems to adjust a room’s temperature and ambient lighting as it fills with people. Companies have already produced “smart glass technology” that can automatically become opaque when a room’s occupants reach a certain density threshold, giving them an additional layer of privacy.
In their book Interactive Architecture, Michael Fox and Miles Kemp described this more adaptive approach as “a multiple-loop system in which one enters into a conversation; a continual and constructive information exchange.” Emphasis mine, as I think that’s a subtle yet powerful distinction: rather than creating immutable, unchanging spaces that define a particular experience, they suggest inhabitant and structure can—and should—mutually influence each other.
This is our way forward. Rather than tailoring disconnected designs to each of an ever-increasing number of web devices, we can treat them as facets of the same experience. We can design for an optimal viewing experience, but embed standards-based technologies into our designs to make them not only more flexible, but more adaptive to the media that renders them. In short, we need to practice responsive web design. But how?

Meet the media query

Since the days of CSS 2.1, our style sheets have enjoyed some measure of device awareness through media types. If you’ve ever written a print style sheet, you’re already familiar with the concept:

In the hopes that we’d be designing more than neatly formatted page printouts, the CSS specification supplied us with a bevy of acceptable media types, each designed to target a specific class of web-ready device. But most browsers and devices never really embraced the spirit of the specification, leaving many media types implemented imperfectly, or altogether ignored.
Thankfully, the W3C created media queries as part of the CSS3 specification, improving upon the promise of media types. A media query allows us to target not only certain device classes, but to actually inspect the physical characteristics of the device rendering our work. For example, following the recent rise of mobile WebKit, media queries became a popular client-side technique for delivering a tailored style sheet to the iPhone, Android phones, and their ilk. To do so, we could incorporate a query into a linked style sheet’s media attribute:

The query contains two components:

a media type (screen), and
the actual query enclosed within parentheses, containing a particular media feature (max-device-width) to inspect, followed by the target value (480px).

In plain English, we’re asking the device if its horizontal resolution (max-device-width) is equal to or less than 480px. If the test passes—in other words, if we’re viewing our work on a small-screen device like the iPhone—then the device will load shetland.css. Otherwise, the link is ignored altogether.
Designers have experimented with resolution-aware layouts in the past, mostly relying on JS-driven solutions like Cameron Adams’ excellent script. But the media query specification provides a host of media features that extends far beyond screen resolution, vastly widening the scope of what we can test for with our queries. What’s more, you can test multiple property values in a single query by chaining them together with the and keyword:

Furthermore, we’re not limited to incorporating media queries in our links. We can include them in our CSS either as part of a @media rule:

@media screen and (max-device-width: 480px) {
  .column {
    float: none;
  }
}

Or as part of an @import directive:

@import url("shetland.css") screen and (max-device-width: 480px);

But in each case, the effect is the same: If the device passes the test put forth by our media query, the relevant CSS is applied to our markup. Media queries are, in short, conditional comments for the rest of us. Rather than targeting a specific version of a specific browser, we can surgically correct issues in our layout as it scales beyond its initial, ideal resolution.

Adapt, respond, and overcome

Let’s turn our attention to the images at the base of our page. In their default layout, the relevant CSS currently looks like this:

.figure {
  float: left;
  margin: 0 3.317535545023696682% 1.5em 0;   /* 21px / 633px */
  width: 31.121642969984202211%;             /* 197px / 633px */
}

li#f-mycroft,
li#f-winter {
  margin-right: 0;
}

I’ve omitted a number of typographic properties to focus on the layout: Each .figure element is sized at roughly one third of the containing column, with the right-hand margin zeroed out for the two pictures at the end of each row (li#f-mycroft, li#f-winter). And this works fairly well, until the viewport is either noticeably smaller or wider than our original design. With media queries, we can apply resolution-specific spotfixes, adapting our design to better respond to changes in the display.
First of all, let’s linearize our page once the viewport falls below a certain resolution threshold—say, 600px. So at the bottom of our style sheet, let’s create a new @media block, like so:

@media screen and (max-width: 600px) {
  .mast,
  .intro,
  .main,
  .footer {
    float: none;
    width: auto;
  }
}

If you view our updated page in a modern desktop browser and reduce the size of your window below 600px, the media query will disable the floats on the design’s major elements, stacking each block atop each other in the document flow. So our miniaturized design is shaping up nicely, but the images still don’t scale down that intelligently. If we introduce another media query, we can alter their layout accordingly:

@media screen and (max-width: 400px) {
  .figure,
  li#f-mycroft {
    margin-right: 3.317535545023696682%;    /* 21px / 633px */
    width: 48.341232227488151658%;          /* 306px / 633px */
  }

  li#f-watson,
  li#f-moriarty {
    margin-right: 0;
  }
}

Our figures can responsively change their layout to better suit smaller displays.

Don’t mind the unsightly percentages; we’re simply recalculating the widths of the fluid grid to account for the newly linearized layout. In short, we’re moving from a three-column layout to a two-column layout when the viewport’s width falls below 400px, making the images more prominent.
We can actually take the same approach for widescreen displays, too. For larger resolutions, we could adopt a six-across treatment for our images, placing them all in the same row:

@media screen and (min-width: 1300px) {
  .figure,
  li#f-mycroft {
    margin-right: 3.317535545023696682%;    /* 21px / 633px */
    width: 13.902053712480252764%;          /* 88px / 633px */
  }
}

Now our images are working beautifully at both ends of the resolution spectrum, optimizing their layout to changes in window widths and device resolution alike.

By specifying a wider min-width in a new media query, we can shift our images into a single row layout.

But this is only the beginning. Working from the media queries we’ve embedded in our CSS, we can alter much more than the placement of a few images: we can introduce new, alternate layouts tuned to each resolution range, perhaps making the navigation more prominent in a widescreen view, or repositioning it above the logo on smaller displays.

By designing responsively, we can not only linearize our content on smaller devices, but also optimize its presentation across a range of displays.

But a responsive design isn’t limited to layout changes. Media queries allow us to practice some incredibly precise fine-tuning as our pages reshape themselves: we can increase the target area on links for smaller screens, better complying with Fitts’ Law on touch devices; selectively show or hide elements that might enhance a page’s navigation; we can even practice responsive typesetting to gradually alter the size and leading of our text, optimizing the reading experience for the display providing it.

A few technical notes

It should be noted that media queries enjoy incredibly robust support among modern browsers. Desktop browsers such as Safari 3+, Chrome, Firefox 3.5+, and Opera 7+ all natively parse media queries, as do more recent mobile browsers such as Opera Mobile and mobile WebKit. Of course, older versions of those desktop browsers don’t support media queries. And while Microsoft has committed to media query support in IE9, Internet Explorer currently doesn’t offer a native implementation.
However, if you’re interested in implementing legacy browser support for media queries, there’s a JavaScript-tinted silver lining:

A jQuery plugin from 2007 offers somewhat limited media query support, implementing only the min-width and max-width media properties when attached to separate link elements.
More recently, css3-mediaqueries.js was released, a library that promises “to make IE 5+, Firefox 1+ and Safari 2 transparently parse, test, and apply CSS3 Media Queries” when included via @media blocks. While very much a 1.0 release, I’ve personally found it to be quite robust, and I plan to watch its development.

But if using JavaScript doesn’t appeal, that’s perfectly understandable. However, that strengthens the case for building your layout atop a flexible grid, ensuring your design enjoys some measure of flexibility in media query-blind browsers and devices.

The way forward

Fluid grids, flexible images, and media queries are the three technical ingredients for responsive web design, but it also requires a different way of thinking. Rather than quarantining our content into disparate, device-specific experiences, we can use media queries to progressively enhance our work within different viewing contexts. That’s not to say there isn’t a business case for separate sites geared toward specific devices; for example, if the user goals for your mobile site are more limited in scope than its desktop equivalent, then serving different content to each might be the best approach.
But that kind of design thinking doesn’t need to be our default. Now more than ever, we’re designing work meant to be viewed along a gradient of different experiences. Responsive web design offers us a way forward, finally allowing us to “design for the ebb and flow of things.”

India's Son in Law

2011-10-24T19:28:00.000+05:30

The title of the post seems to be strange to you,but its true we all have a Son in Law by default.Lets check who is it??
The Guy is none other then ROBERT VADRA- our countries official Son in Law,you will say What bull shit i am talking lemme take you to facts..Read them carefully

Robert Vadra is an Indian businessman notable as the husband of Priyanka Vadra and a member of the Nehru-Gandhi family by marriage.
He met his wife, Priyanka Gandhi at their common friend Ottavio Quattrocchi’s(one of the main suspect of BOFORS SCANADAL) house.
Robert Vadra has a small antique business in Italy (does that ring a bell).
His brother Richard died in suspicious circumstances in his Vasant Vihar home in 2003.
His sister dies in a mysterious accident in 2001.
His father 'committed suicide' in 2009 under suspicious circumstances without a suicide note.
The most notable thing is these all news were never covered by any Indian news media house.
he also blamed his father for misusing his and priyanka gandhi's name and Robert Vadra placed advertisements in newspapers to announce that any attempt by Richard and Rajinder to gain favors on his behalf should be disregarded.
His financial worth has increased 100s of times since marrying Priyanka Gandhi.

Now Lets look into his business(How he becomes so rich)

He owns stake at DLF
He owns, Artex, a small company specialising in jewellery and handicraft exports(ITALY n INDIA).
His companies have received unsecured loans from DLF Limited, India's largest real estate conglomerate.
Sky Light Hospitality Pvt Ltd (owned by Vadra and his mother Maureen Vadra), is a partner in a firm that owns Hilton Garden Inn in the South Delhi business district Saket. As on March 2009, Sky Light Hospitality had received unsecured loans amounting to 25 crore from DLF Ltd.

Now why he is our son in law:

His bodyguard was prevented from carrying a pistol into Parliament.
Vadra has been exempted from frisking at airports when travelling with 'other SPG protectees presumably his wife or other family members. The list of such VIPs was compiled and forwarded to the concerned authorities by the government on 26 September 2005. Others on the list include the President, the Prime Minister, former Presidents and PMs and SPG protectees. This move has come under scrutiny since more important entities on the warrant of precedence, like the Chiefs of Army, Navy and Air Force staff are not included on the list. BCAS Commissioner S. R. Mehra declined comment

Now tell me ,doesnt he qualifies for aperfect son in law for a nation of 100 crore people!!

It's shame on us if we let stupid person like him,check in at airport without checking,Let this detail reach to every Indian and especially DOGvijay(read DIGVIJAY) singh.

The story of START-UPs

2011-10-24T13:16:00.000+05:30

Google n Facebook are two giants in Industry who can run a mini nation with their amount of turnover in a fiscal year..I see a lot of other industry giants like PayPal,Microsoft which were a college start ups but later turned to be one of the Biggest and most happening companies of so called Corporate World...

But When it comes to my country i see a lot of start ups but don't see any success stories of them y so???

I ,myself did start up fell twice-thrice down..learnt how to fight and currently hanging in midst of two boats,One of them is IDEAL LIFE boat and other one MY DREAM boat...dunno when i will jump into the latter one..but hope that time comes very soon!!

Ok,Lets come back to point...What happens to Indian College Start up's?
Firstly,normal colleges in India don't like the very idea of students inventing a job for themselves,they stress on finding a job for one.
The reason is social structure,our society doesn't want to support any budding idea.A lot of de-motivation is always supplied in bulk.
Secondly ,not everyone in India can do a start up ,only students at II(shi)T can do it coz they get start up cash and facility,but they also end up not doing it.(they want 45 L job rather).

I will take you through 2 real life stories of Colleges

College 1- India's Most Premier Insti. - IIT MAD-ras

The college kids with best of their creativity and brains started a techie-social initiative of mapping intra-college buses through GPS in order to help students to track intra -buses where they are located ,when they will arrive at stop and all GPS related tech thingy...So these bunch of guys started working on it..spent around thousands of rupees made a GPS device of their own from cell phone and other smart tricks which they googled and started working on it..
PILOT phase was awesome ,everyone in college praised it ,this kind of idea could have saved a lot of time of common people by mapping various buses ,trains even cabs or any means of transport.So these bunch of kids really excited went ahead with phase two-the real time implementation the students and college backed off from project ,they dint think its a worth of spending time and added que to another several lakhs of project lying scrapped.

Now lets take a look at grant a institute like IIT or NIT or any premier institute gets

Rs 15 lakh to fresh entrants
Rs. 20-25 crores for (TEQUIP)World Bank funded Technical Education Quality Improvement Program
High End Incubator for startups

So what do we conclude from above,"We don't have infra to support our start ups",No that's not the case.The case is we don't take innovation and invention seriously.We do it for just sake of college projects to get good GPAs..get over it ppl!!.

It was yesterday my neighbour's daughter came to my place she is in engineering 4th year last sem asking me tell me some project you might have done ,that i can copy and finish it off.I asked her"Are you not aware of technology".she said"Teacher says copy it and finish it."..all i could say was "What the shack"..

Look above and beyond ur 45 lacs per annum salary,look for contribution to society so that they remember you.

No, time for second example.this time its mine example

COLLEGE 2- A pure science College Bhavans Vivekananda College

I saw a leap ahead in event industry ,saw requirements of manpower in events is always high and having a centralized database/company providing quality manpower reduces risk of events.

So,i started with my 1st Venture Colossus Megaventures with my friend pradeep who had good knowledge of this industry.We worked hard in term end holidays made a good database companies contacted us,but once college started we were grounded the reason being college dint want us to work/intern just come attend classes ,get good marks ,sit for placement and hook to one of those body shops.

Lack of support from staff of my college demotivated me in start but i said lemme do it,its my life.I worked hard got some good clients made decent money with my ideas.But you know what happened teachers screwed my grades in internals and final practicals just for one reason I dint listen to them to concentrate more on studies and leave that job of mine.They thought lets take a revenge and they landed my graduation end term with just passing marks in all 4 practicals.I got a good job i campus that year,went for it and currently stuck at it..Need to get over it badly.

Over here the question is ,if they would have extended their support to me then .I would have been atleast happy with my passion.No they killed it.

Its not any conclusion blog..to tell what we should do/don't do?
Its just a question.."AREN'T WE NARROWING OUR BRAINS?
WHY DON'T WE INVENT A JOB RATHER THEN FINDING ONE?
WHEN THAT DAY WILL COME WHEN WE HAVE ZUCKERBERG OR GATES OR STEVE JOBS OR LARRY PAGE FROM OUR COUNTRY"
We should think on it seriously....

I have started my support to start ups..Anyone with a start up idea.I will get him free website designed and developed all on my expense coz i wanna motivate you for future...not present..

Look AHEAD..or STAY HUNGRY STAY FOOLISH!!

Welcome to 2020

2011-10-23T19:24:00.001+05:30

Passing time @ my home town(Gorakhpur) is difficult job for me..reasons I don't have any more affinity for meeting people or rather you can say that fundas of living in Hyderabad is a reason for change in my behavior.
Anyways, Lets come back to point this tym i picked up India's Bestseller English Author Chetan Bhagat's latest novel/Flick(reasons for that later) "REVOLUTION 2020".
The novels title looks fancy and catches your attention after much heated controversy he created commenting on Narayana Murthy's comment(Body Shopping).
I picked it up and started reading it,Lets go for small summary below..then reviews :P
"Again he picks up another person from disaster,targets a middle class Indian(redefined as poor class).He writes what happens when you are in class 12th .. infatuation /II(shi)T/parents pressure and not to forget Chetan Bhagat's twist in novel that is always hyper imaginary.This time a poor guy's farm land gets converted to GANGA TECH college and a 21 year old guy becomes director of it(What the shack)".

Review Time:
This time no praises for you Mr. Bhagat ,the novel sucks.Get over your usual story line people are loosing interest reading the same WIRE-FRAME of story,it looks more of James Headly chase Series where you predict novel climax in 10th page ,but people read it because of its minute interesting details -that is also lacking in Revolution 2020.
The story talks of a orphan 19 year old kid GOPAL having LOVE(infatuation) for his childhood friend AARTI( DM's daughter) and his super revolutionary friend an IITian(RAGHAV) ,with whom AARTI falls in love.the novel talks extra love affair of AARTI to GOPAL despite being with RAGHAV and RAGHAV's revolutionary stuff newspaper and all.At the end GOPAL's big sacrifice for his friend RAGHAV,getting him and AARTI back together.
It felt to me i am seeing some 0.5 Star rated movie done by some stupid bollywood director,the novel ends on a tone where GOPAL asks Chetan "AM I GOOD PERSON?"...dude chetan please we dont expect movie scripts from you.
Actually I think last time AAMIR KHAN made a lot of changes in his 5 point someone's story to fit it for 3 IDIOTS screenplay and story,He wasn't happy with that and made a fuss.So this time he reduced director and producer's job of writing perfect movie screenplay and story,he wrote in his novel.

My Rating: Don't Read it if you don't like Chetan Bhagat coz u may start hating him.
Read it if you have read his earlier novel and think he writes good,this novel will change your thinking..

A Sincere Advice To Chetan Bhagat ,get a new wireframe for your story or you are the next one to be in history of best indian english authors!!

Adieu !!frens..catch you @ Midnight Blog..."A talk about II(shi)T".

Blog Calling....Heylooo u dere!!.

2011-08-05T23:51:00.002+05:30

So finally i am back....dunno what made me away frm ma blog...but i am back here....
SO Lets See What all in store...for this weekend... I promise ma readers for more fun frolic and real time stories!!

ASTITVA

2010-07-27T14:23:00.004+05:30

BOOND KA ASTITVA BHI MIT JAATA HAIN
PEHLI BAARISH KE BAAD
GHAMAND HAIN HAMARA NAHI MITTA
100 THOKORE KE BAAD
~
PYAAR KI ULJHANE,
JAWANI KI KASHMKASH
CHAL JAATI EK UMRA KE BAAD
BAS REH JAATA TAJURBA YAAD
~

KAHI PE JINGHUR KE AWAAZE
KAHI PE NAL KI TAP-TAP
MIT JAATA HAIN SAB KUCH
EK DASTAK KE BAAD
~

SAMAI KA RAHA DASTOOR
NAA RUKA KISI KA GUROOR
AATA SABKA KAAL
MIT JAATA SABKA ASTITVA

Aisi Thi Ek Udaan!!

2010-07-19T09:44:00.003+05:30

Aisi thi Ek Udaan

Khula Pankh ,Neela Aasman

Tod Ke Ghonsle Ki Deewar

Bharni thi Ek Unchi Udaan

Udne Ka Gyan Naa Tha

Par Hounsla Bhi Kam Naa Tha

Chotte Pankh ,Khula Aasman

Le Li Maine Ek Unchi Udaan

Udaan Naa Pasand Aayi Usko

Bhej Diya Usne Vikraal

Kaale Baadal ,Ghanghor Hawa

Jhel Naa Sakaa Jisko Main

Toot Gaye Saare Armaan

Le Gaya Woh Saari Udaan

Sif Toote Pankh,Khula Aasmaan

Bas Reh Gayi

"AISI EK UDAAN"

One Night Stand

2010-03-22T23:38:00.002+05:30

(A sizzling story must read forall youth::sent to me by my friend )

It was 3:30 am, summers of 2006. My sleep had been lost and my heart was pounding in its full excitement. For the last 4 hours I was on my bed with her. It was like a long-cherished dream come true. Her name was Eva(though this wasn‘t her real name, I used to call her lovingly with this particular name) and she was Spanish. She was my first love. I had been seeing her for the last ten months. That summer, she was very kind to me, for she agreed to unravel all her secrets to me someday. And that night, her kindness was par excellence as she dissolved all my moments of wait. I still vividly recall those moments, Eva was sitting on my lap, her very touch was giving me an exotic pleasure. My fingers moved all around her neck, as rapidly as they could, trying to feel her with all my senses alive.

She was astonishingly beautiful and definitely very very sexy, but that night she was looking totally different to me, the curves of her body arousing my senses(anybody would lose his sleep after grasping that). After hanging around with her for almost 10 long months, I finally succeeded in winning her. I could not believe myself as all my fantasies were being fulfilled. I used to spend countless hours with her on a daily basis to pursue her to let me someday have fun with her, but she took her time in gaining her faith on me. My perseverance at last won her and she finally agreed to divulge herself to me. With her on my congested single-bed, she made it easy for me by being very cooperative. I bolted the door from inside and shut the windows, and without any further delay I began. I did all kind of hammering and bending on her and she was still supportive. She too wanted somebody to love her with all his passions, and that day I fulfilled all her desires. Touching the curves of her body was a sensation out of this world. While fondling her, my eyes remained closed while my soul danced in the music of happiness. I sang all the romantic songs I knew just for her, while she swayed her body in the melody and accompanied me.

Our fun was short-lived(game over in just 6 hours), as at 5 ‘o clock, somebody knocked the bolted door. Terrified, with her still lying on my bed(stark naked!) I dared to open the door(with my exhausted fingers!!!), having no option for her to hide. It was my Mom, banging me with a straight-forward question, “What the hell are you doing with your door closed?”; I tried to provide the best possible explanation to stop her at the door, but she pushed me aside and entered the room to be shocked at seeing Eva lying helpless on my single bed(and that too without anything to cover her bare body). I was caught red-handed, but still I could not hide the excitement of my first night-stand.

I blushingly exclaimed to my Mom, “Mom, I was having fun with her!!!”, pointing to the sexy five-feet Eva with her six-strings intact and her giraffe-like long neck slimy due to the continuous friction from my hand. She was lying naked on my bed with her cover lying on the floor(She was looking sexier from distance with all her curves beautifully crafted). I was looking and longing for her when my Mom pulled my ears and said, “So it was you who was making all the noise! You didn’t care that others were sleeping?” I had no answer. I looked at Eva, but her face faced my Mom, she kept looking at my Mom with her mouth open in a circle but alas she did not have a tongue to counter my Mom‘s scolding.

I just smiled back at Mom because of the eternal joy I had with my first love : my first girl-friend, when she unravelled all her secrets to me. That was the time I realized that I could play any song on her as I won a special place in her heart !

I got my first real six-strings
Got it tuned and tried all the tricks
Played it till my fingers bled
It was summer of 2006
If I got the chance
I would always wanna be there
Those were the best days of my life

There are lots of P.S. to be written,but you people enjoy....dis tym no P.S.

Will u die for me??

2010-03-20T10:45:00.002+05:30

Prelude
They are a happy couple. Just married - three years ago. Both of them were supposed to have an arranged marriage, but each of them - on the day of their marriage - fell in love. With each other. Their arranged marriage metamorphosed into a love marriage and nobody could even get to know about it. They are in love ever since.

He is a bit logical, with his mind being curious deciphering various facets of life; while she prefers thinking with her heart. She is an ardent believer in God, while he is an atheist, rather an agnostic, after-all he needs logic to believe anything. They are opposite in almost every respects, and perhaps that's why they make such a perfect couple.

One Fine Day
They were sitting in the drawing room, she was cutting the vegetables while he was peeling peas with his logical mind lost in decoding yet another mystery.

"Will you die for me?" He asked out of nowhere. The sharp knife in her hand came to a stand-still. Her eyes were questioning his question, as if it were repugnant. She could not think with her heart this time, rather she did not want to.

"I'll certainly kill you if you talk about 'death'." She pointed the knife towards him making him comforted that his death was imminent.

"Honey, I am not kidding. Please answer. Will you die for me?"
"What kind of question is this?"
"Please don't get irritated. I want an answer, I have something in my mind."
"You and your mind. A helluva combination. You already know the answer! I'll certainly." She said, with her mental blackboard sketching her death in all possible permutations.
"Hmm."
"Was that what you wanted to assure? Satisfied?"
"Not yet. One more question. A difficult one this time." He said.
"Ah! Another headache approaching. Shoot, I've no options left."
"That's like a good wife. So here is my question - If you had been given a choice between these two things - Me dying for you or you dying for me, what would you've chosen?"
"You're sick. What is the matter with you? Why these sudden talks about death?"
"No questions. First answer my question." He dominated.
"You're never gonna mend - will always remain weird. By the way, the question was not so difficult. In fact, not at all. I wonder you even have to ask. I will let you live honey and a thousand times over. I will do it without any second thought."

"Gotcha! This is where my BIG question comes. Don't you think that you are acting selfish by letting me live because when you will be gone, you'll stay in peace. While, I will be tortured not to find you anymore for my entire life, with nothing but your memories burning my heart every moment. You are choosing the easy path buddy. This way you want me to face more misery, don't you?" He struck the bull's eye.

"But your parents will need you. My parents will miss me but my brother will look after them." She tried to think with her mind.
"Suppose there are no obligations at all. Then what will you choose?" He was much better at thinking with his mind.
"Still I'll let you live because in this way, I'll have some peace in the other world until you come and join me." She taunted. She forwent the option of thinking with her mind.
"Come on. Answer me seriously! Will you let me live and die everyday missing you more and more than ever?"
"Hmmmmmmmmmm. You have thought it out very well."
"This is a paradox." He said with pride, as if he would be awarded the Nobel Prize for this brilliant discovery. Noble Prize for love. Alas, there is no such category, otherwise she would be a recipient of a thousand of them.

She was lost - in thinking - this time with her heart. Suddenly, she said, "No, it isn't."

"What? You've an answer to this! Interesting...so what's the catch?" His pride was transformed into the curiosity for the reply that was to come.
"Well, the catch is my love does not need my presence. It is in fact your strength, not your weakness." Her heart gave sound defeat to his logic. He however was not convinced.
"I did not understand"

"I know you are dumb. Listen carefully this time - in my absence you will miss me but you'll realize in some time that I never want you to miss me in a way that hurts you but in a way that inspires you to make a meaningful life, fulfill all those dreams and do all those things that I couldn't do. Love is not for fretting over, rather it is to help you feel alive forever." Her words left him spell-bound.

"Have I ever told you that I love you?" He asked.
"No, but many other guys did tell me that - actually, too many times!"

"Naughty." He exclaimed naughtily and tried to catch her, she ran away and they played Chor-Police in their drawing room for a while, until the chor caught the police. The chor hugged the police, the most endearing embrace ever.

"You're bad, but I still love you." He said with his voice full of emotions while the hug was still on.
"Promise me that you'll always love me like this."
"Always, I promise. And you promise me you'll miss me in a way that'll inspire you to make a meaningful life, fulfill all those dreams and do all those things that I couldn't do."

She was stunned. She didn't make the promise. Why would she? She didn't find his last line pleasing at all.

"What? What do you mean by that?" She said being a bit horrified.
"Honey, I have been diagnosed with final-stage pancreatic cancer. I've got just two months to live."

Her tongue parched, her feet stiffened, her eyes turned wet, her hug became tightened holding him tauter than ever before. She was standing there in a fix. She did not know what to say, what to do or what to hope for. Her heart sank - sank deep within her heart. She could not locate it, nor did she try. She just held him close to her sunken heart, trying to make him rediscover it within her. The wet eyes, the heavy breath and the emotional setback brought more tears and she cried raining her trapped emotions into his ears - as loud as possible.

"Duffer. You screamed directly into my ears. You fool, I was just kidding that time. What do you think, I would leave you so soon? I have a whole lifetime to pester you again and again." He laughed extravagantly.

"I hate you! I hate you jerk!" She struck his toes hardly with her feet. He jumped in pain of that ping, but nevertheless he relished it. Her embrace became the tightest ever.

"I love you. Your jerk has found another jerk for himself."

Her sunken heart found a saviour in him, and she was delighted, primarily because the saviour was he - himself. The tears of heartbreak turned into tears of immense joy, and started flowing more and more.

Her heart was throbbing in joy - so loud - that even he could hear it. She was happy as never before and he was happy as never after. The joy of getting him back made her the most blessed woman of this world, while he gave his logical mind a rest by laughing and eating the peas which he had peeled earlier.

Another Black Day!!

2010-02-16T23:54:00.002+05:30

Pune "German Bakery " blast,another Black Day.
The series continue,you receive sms ,an email ,wear black fashionable tee to express your condolence over this blast,Aren't you guys exhausted or frustated wearing Black or morning all year around for something or other??
But still we continue in same fashion,coz we got habituated and this is the case with us right now,ask yourself once"Aren't We??"
We blame on political powers,political parties on each other,media on police & intelligence and vice versa,but in short we all are running away from our responsibilty by giving an stupid reason,"we are common man what we can do?"
Now,atleast now stop giving bluff to yourself and your brain and face ,its we who did mistake and we are facing it in forms of loosing our brothers and sisters,we all will stand for forming a new state,against someone hitting our religious sentiment or giving racial comments but we have taken pledge ,we will never stand for our country , just sit and cry all the time for numerous bomb blast,i am sick of it i have realised its my mistake"I have a voter id-card ,but i dnt go to vote,coz no1 in my family goes,it serves all purpose except for voting" and this might be the same case with you all too.
People So this time lets not moan or wear black or celebrate "Another Black Day",instead lets come forward make society aware of anti-social elements"
So,that atleast our children's can have a secure INDIA.
Continue this thread and make it reach to maximum people..
Gud Nite!!

The Age

2010-02-15T20:32:00.003+05:30

Thanks a ton people for amazing response of last two stories,
This time again i am back with a issue "The Age",no it doesnt have to deal with any genration gap or diffrent mindset,but it strikes my outset,the outset of 19-24 year old,the genration that is called young,flexible and dynamic,but i somehow feel that the genration is not of those stuffs but facing the realtime world .
I entered into college some years back passing out +2 ,Till +2 a person is said to be matured if he knows ,he should study or he should have aim,but not once you pass it..the real-time fact starts then ,when you try to balance emotional,mental,intellectual questionaire.It's a place where we loose ourselfs and fell into hands of Matrix.
"Matrix"-Its a definition for this world,its series of complicated,difficult,unpredicatable questions and people that float around.
So coming back ,this matrix how are we suppose to crack it or beat it or master it.There is no book published till now which tells the secret recipe,but there is something we need to explore
and that is "I".
"I"is the existence,the entity,the only thing which can relate to cosmos,and its our duty to explore our motive of life,the way we should live-it doesnt mean testment but the experience that we should entertain in life.

CHANGE??You Have It!!

2010-02-13T22:48:00.002+05:30

I've written many stories till now. All of them have been an outcome of my imagination. But, few days back, my life itself had offered me a unique story. This is a story about how shockingly real, the real world is.

So here it is, a comparatively short-story which is 100% real -

Yesterday, I was on my way to the Paradise. Excited and happy, out of many reasons at all. I found an auto-driver who agreed to charge according to the meter was one of those many reasons. The weather had taken a smooth turn and it was more-or-less cloudy which gave my burnt skin a salving respite from Hyderabad's charring heat. After a short-siesta and a shorter lunch, those fluffy clouds played the role of the dessert.

The auto-driver was exercising his racing skills and it added to the fun since the not-so-warm wind was kissing my bearded-cheeks all throughout. The speedometer was touching the likes of nineties and I was feeling that the auto-driver had some ulterior motives of setting some speed record or testing the agility of the tyres, until my body started experiencing the sudden forces of inertia. Yes, the auto started decelerating. The image of a red-pixellated-disk of the traffic-light managed to cross my spectacles to finally paint my retina. The image was clear-enough to furnish my curious mind with the reason behind that sudden advent of inertia.

The auto decelerated at a decelerating rate and it took some time to come to a full stop. Probably, it was not until the auto-driver was completely convinced that his tyres have passed the agility test, that he stopped. My cheek encountered a sudden disappearance of its lover but soon somebody else took the place and gave it a wet sensation. Soon, the tickly wet sensation catapulted since the flood of sweat made its way downwards through the jungles of my beard.

'Tak-tak.' A knock buzzed my ears.

I looked out of the auto. There was nobody. My eyes roved around and then the gravity pulled it downwards. A lathi(wooden-stick) was approaching my field of view. The lathi proceeded ahead in front of my eyes to bring out its master and all the while, the painfully slow advent of the man-behind-the-lathi did a subtle task of sparking immense curiosity in me.

Moments later
Upon seeing the lathi with its master, I became a bit shocked after not being able to find a hand catching hold of its top-end. There was no hand at all. Instead it was just the arm-pit of his right hand that held that lathi; while the left hand, which was physically alright, was holding a stained plastic mug in hope of getting some alms.

'I don't have any change. Go ahead.' These words came out of my tongue unconsciously. My conscience tried to scold me for lying, but my logical and unkind mind subdued that faint inner-voice.

He looked at my eyes and oscillated his plastic mug in front of my eyes. It contained not more than six to seven rupees.

'Go ahead. You won't get anything here.' I rebuked him. He dragged himself slowly away from me. I could see his rags, each of those shreds contained in itself untold stories about his life. His life - which had no importance for me. Why should it even be important? He was frail and old - someone who would be counting his days to get liberated from this dreadful world.

Just at the moment he crossed the auto-driver, the auto-driver stopped him by holding his left-hand.

'Babaji, take this. Get yourself something to eat.' The auto-driver said handing over two coins of two rupees each to the Master of the lathi. I could see a divine smile on that old-man's face which seemed to be reassuring the auto-driver that his act of kindness would be remembered forever.

I was dumbstruck and embarrassed at the same time. I was feeling poor in front of that speedster. Something seemed weird to me. My engineering mind tried to find a reason. But, it failed miserably. Meanwhile, the red painting on my retina was transformed to green and my long-lost lover was back into action.

'Bhaiya, you embarrassed me! Why did you give money to that beggar? I mean...there are so many beggars in India...if you keep giving alms at every red-signal, how would you sustain yourself?' I asked.

'Saheb, I don't give money to each and every beggar that happen to cross my eyes. This old-man's condition was too worse. Have you ever thought how difficult it would have been to carry ourself if we had just one hand? Plus he was old, under-nourished and hungry. I just could not resist.'

'Half of India is hungry. You can't go and feed each of them.' I said irritably.

'Half of India is hungry. You can't go and feed each of them. But, you can help at least one who is really in need.' He said.

I didn't like his logic. My ego just didn't want to take lessons from an auto-driver. I chose to be quiet. The auto paced back to the nineties and my quietness remained my companion for the next ten minutes.

I reached Paradise. Fortunately, no more red lights hindered my cruise with the wind.

'Saheb, it is 57 rupees on the meter. Do you have any change?'

'Yes, I've change,' I said with pride and extended my right hand to hand him the fare, and simultaneously said, 'I am never short of change.'

He smiled and offered his left hand to collect the money. I didn't quite like it, as in India it is customary to give or accept money with the right hand - the righteous hand.

'Bhaiya, atleast extend your right hand.' I said.

He extended his right hand and I poured down a fifty-rupees note with seven lustrous coins which when struck his palms gave a sonorous sound. It drew my attention towards it. The fibre -fabricated single-coloured palm with no lifelines at all and the plastic fingers unable to catch hold of the seven metal disks made a shiver of shock run through my whole body.

I looked up at him. Those eyes showed conviction and there was an unrealistically beautiful smile on his face. In that short moment, his heart touched mine.

He looked into my eyes and said, ''Saheb. I wish that you're never short of change!" and moved back to his auto to set a new speed record once again.

P.S. Thank you for reading this. Hope I made you feel how I felt when it really happened.
P.S. The real stories are much more tragic and emotional. That's why I try to remain in the limit of my imagination.

What's your Dream??

2010-02-12T22:45:00.001+05:30

It's a slightly philosophical short love story which brings out one of the subtle truths about life, love and dreams. Enjoy.

We were friends, the kind of friends who can be called as best friends. We studied together, sat together in classes and even ate together on occasions. She made it clear to all our classmates that we were nothing more than 'best' friends - to prevent any kind of misunderstandings - but nevertheless we did share a special chemistry.

She was sincere, smart and beautiful; God bestowed her everything a girl could desire. While me, I was just a naive and immature kiddo', as she used to address me. Sitting by her side, I could not find anything more important than adoring her. She didn't notice it, and even if she noticed it, she didn't give it much attention. Perhaps, she had become used to such stares once in a while courtesy to her being only one of the few good-looking girls that my college possessed.

She was a dreamer, with big ambitions for her small-yet-exceptionally-sharp brain. Small in comparison to the big-box-of-mud affixed over my neck by the Almighty and sharp which was quite evident by the streak of her academic achievements ranging from medals in International Olympiads to scholarships from foreign universities.

While, I was still struggling to find a place under my feet - to find my ambition for life. I often found myself busy finding my 'purpose of life' instead of studying at times before the examinations and letting mediocrity overshadow every aspect of my personality. God only knows how we managed to become best friends - it was due to our common interest in dramatics, I guess!

Once, we were sitting in the library and as always, she was helping me in fighting with books when Samarth, a batchmate of ours, came towards our table. He had been a good friend to her, and so to me.

"Hey Deeksha, can I borrow a minute from you? I want to talk about something in private." Samarth said.
"What's so private that you want to hide from Harsh? If you wish then say it in front of him or I am not interested to hear."
"Okay, please don't get angry. This may seem odd but if I don't commit it to you, I would become a maniac for sure. Deeksha, I like you, in fact, I love you. This feeling has captivated me ever since we first talked. I am crazy about you." He said shyly.

I didn't know why but I felt chocked from inside, as though someone had cut my tongue and flushed my brain with chloroform. In a fit of blankness, I realized that I too was crazy about her - madly crazy - and I just could not afford to lose her.

"What's your dream?" Deeksha asked, in a serene tone, showing no particular reaction at all.
"Oh...yeah...obviously, my dream is to be with you always." He stammered nervously. I was dumbfounded seeing what she was upto.

"Samarth, I really respect your feelings for me. But you're not the kind of guy I would want in my life. I'm sorry." She said calmly. He didn't say a word and left the place.

"What? What was that?" I asked, puzzled.
"What?"
"How could you be so cool all throughout? And, how could you judge a guy with just one question? You're strange." I said.

"For me, a goal-less lover is the category I detest the most. I want somebody who is clear about his dream - his aim in life - because I believe that one can't understand what love means if one has not experienced it for himself - for his ambitions and his dreams. The kind of love which Samarth had for me would not last long, since it was mere infatuation. His only ambition was to get me and the day he succeeds in that, I would lose importance in his life because he will become dream-less and complacent with himself." She said.

I was lost in her words. Her every word did a silent work of crushing my dream of someday conveying my feelings to her. 'I was just a mediocre for her!' My inner voice yelled inside me.

Months went by, my fondness for her grew exponentially while my self-confidence plunged down, because in the meantime, she rejected four more proposals as they could not satisfy her ideology. The thought, 'I was not good enough for her!' pervaded my mind all the while.

Three months later
"Hey, I got selected for the International Photonics Conference to be held in Germany. I would be leaving on the next Sunday for two weeks. The best part is that the institute is funding me for the trip." She announced to a group of friends, me included in the group.

"Wow, cheers!" Everyone in the group reciprocated, but not me. I was definitely happy for her but inwardly I knew that I would miss her, miss her like hell. But, I was no-one to take more importance in her life than her dreams and her ambitions. 'Best friends' is a silly term to categorize the people who are important to you but not very special to you.

Time for her to go came soon. I went to the airport to see her off and bid her a goodbye hug with a tearful smile, which said more than what my words could. She seemed happy and smiled back in the usual way saying, "I'll miss you kiddo'."

"I'll miss you too." I managed to bumble.
"Promise me that you'll study hard." She said pulling my ears.

I promised her without reflecting on her words being completely lost in her eyes. How could she not notice that I like her? It had been more than five months of our friendship and it seemed like a lifetime of my fondness for her.

The two weeks passed like months and her thoughts clouded my mind all throughout. My feelings for her didn't know how to apply brakes. I was in love with her, though I knew that I had nothing in myself to complement even a trace of her talent, intelligence or beauty. I was a goal-less lover, after all!

She came back having rocked the international conference with her brilliant presentation on Quantum Optics. I was more than proud of her. The moment she reached the institute, she called me, "Hey kiddo', am back! I so much want to meet you."

"Hey, you know what I am so proud of you! I have so many stories to relate. I am in the library, trying to battle with the books but with no success on my side. Where are you? I'm waiting for you here. Come soon, otherwise I'll kill you!" I said in my seemingly excited voice.

Ten minutes later
"Hel..looooo!" She said and tapped my shoulders from behind.
"Hey! I missed you like hell." I exclaimed and hugged her heaving a great sigh of relief.
"I missed you too. You know what? I've realized something!" She said calmly.
"What?"
"That I love you." She whispered into my ears. I was flabbergasted. My feet started trembling. My heartbeat rose up. Sweat mixed with tears suddenly adorned my cheeks.

Taking a deep breath in, I gathered myself a little and could utter just one question, "What's your dream?"

"My dream," she whispered, "is to make you dream!"

what is it??

2010-01-17T00:26:00.003+05:30

"Love doesn't Require two people to look at each other ,it just requires two people to look at same direction"
May be all of us have heard this quote a thousand million time,but in real life we haven't practiced it more then twice or thrice,No one can say they have done it always because all relations can't run on that stuff.Relations have tits-bits with it always be it husband -wife,lovers or even brothers and sisters and because of that if we run away from each other its bad,we reach to conclusion that we should leave everyone,get isolated,go suicide or breakup with the next person and ask them to get lost.
The Relation that you carry should always be firm like a rock,these fights,crying and all are parcel of relations ,if relation is always romantic and happy it leads to stagnancy,no music will be left in your love..but real relation stands strong if you get some twist and then also you stand as one entity that makes life beautiful,you have to just make your love pure.

I felt something today that may be never i could express with any of my blogs,i started writing this blog to share somethings that comes deepest from me,but have to stop it all again,i dont know till when,i dint loose me,but told me how much i understand things..
When someone questions you"for You a year is not sufficient to understand",i couldn't give answer then,and will never,today i am running out of words may be i need to retrospect again and again!!!

and only one thing comes to my mind"what is it??,what is it??"

3 Idiots or 3 new Idols

2010-01-08T10:10:00.005+05:30

"An Overwhelming performance of Aamir Khan,Madhavan & Sharman Joshi",
"Another mind-blowing direction from Rajkumar Hirani after Munnabhai and its sequel",
"A 5 star performer."
These are the some of the title comments for latest blockbuster grosser "3 Idiots".but do you think is it deserving that.Inspired from Chetan Bhagat's "Five point Someone",which is itself his frustation from IIT,he picturised in his book.The Movie just shows the education system is full of idiots and nerds who don't know how to teach or in short questioning our premier institutions not just IIT's & IIM's but your college too.Do you think is the reel reality a real reality,i myself have never faced any teacher like VIRUS,where he flaunts "i went to lecture next day morning after my son's death",i accept there are quite fanatics ,but not all and you can't proclaim the bloody system is fraud and of no use.I can see movie's large effect on entire crowd now people have started calling the most studius guy in class as "CHATUR" or "SILENCER" and they are proclaiming themself as Rancho ,i accept even i did it for two days,but the ground reality is far from what movie wants to show us.Our Education system is still graded among the best of edcation system for Graduation and schooling.The Most funniest thing about the movie is it looks like "TEEN-TAARE ZAMEEN PAR",where its about 2 Idiots.The only factor behind movie groosing up is its controversy and teen landing for movie reason we think our college and school sucks and we should start "IGNORE"ing or we need reforms.
See All of us can't be RANCHO it was cakewalk for him,not for us .i dont mean we are like RAJU or FARHAN but majority is Midyocker students ,we need to work hard ,the real knowledge is i books not in 3 Idiots,that is what we need to understand.So its my suggestion to vocme out of movie mania and take life how you should take it,'Deal it with confidence ,with Best of yourself,and it always leads to a successfull life".

so my rating goes as follows:

Entertainment-5 star
Inspiration -ZERO.
1 Last thing as statuory warning

"Don't Try This in Real Life,its Injurious,REEL & REAL Life are Entirely Diffrent"

The DEBUT!!

2009-11-20T01:23:00.002+05:30

"If i say all 10 of you are in,then"...and all candidates were dumb struck"what happens next"and then VP says"You all are in",rounds of applause and a bright smile on everyone's face,but not for me,hearing it i couldn't clap ,i felt i have lump in my throat i couldn't speak all i could do was to remove my spects keep it in my shirt pocket and wipe water from my eyes,i wasn't crying but that was the moment so difficult to express.I succedded in 1st interview of my life &many other reasons( i can't tell you),I could just say"Thank God!!".I am now DELOITTE-AMS Consultant.
The Day was extraordinary for me...morning i woke late,dressed with unironed shirt and pant,dint get my resume forgot to take prints and no pen for aptitude test,but intution was in me that i will be selected.
The round started with boring ,uncoherent presentation from Deloitte,followed by Aptitude test that was much harder then all the mock-cat exams i have given,really a tough nut to crack.In total they selected 30 students JAM,i was in 3 rd group.The 1st group went for JAM and i felt the vibe of placement then, nervousness with a pinch of excitement.Finally the 3 rd group chance came i went in with 10 groupmates the people selected 6 & 5 from 1st & 2nd group respectively,finally from my group 5 were done.It was all calm the real cyclone was still to come.

Finally the rounds of interview started i went in,the tech expert blasted me with series of ques,i thought i am done,forget about try some BPO.I somehow managed it,again"Thanks God!!"

They asked all 30 people to wait before V.P.'s interview,and finally they called 15 names and asked rest to return,My name wasn't in that list ,i turned my back and they called "We forgot one name ,Praneet Chandra",and i just felt like batsmen who's waiting for 3rd umpire decision and lost all hopes that he will be not-out,and gets decision in his favour.
Finally i was 3rd last person to go in for interview,the V.P was askin all tough,geeky questions to people but he didn't ask me any tech ques.,just 4 personal,in return i asked him 5 questions.

The D-Moment come,H.R. called us inside room and asked for the guess how many people are selected and you what all happened then..

I felt my 3 years are encashed,i din't waste them,Thanks to "Shri Mataji","MOM,DAD,SIS & SHRU" for all their support...Luv u all!!

TWO STATES

2009-11-18T01:20:00.000+05:30

"LOVE MARRIAGE AROUND WORLD ARE SIMPLE:
GIRL LOVES BOY,BOY LOVES GIRL
THEY GET MARRIED
IN INDIA THERE ARE FEW MORE STEPS
BOY LOVES GIRL,GIRL LOVES BOY
GIRLS FAMILY HAS TO LOVE BOY,BOY'S FAMILY HAS TO LOVE GIRL
GIRLS FAMILY HAS TO LOVE BOY'S FAMILY,BOY'S FAMILY HAS TO LOVE BOY,GIRLS FAMILY. GIRL AND BOY STILL LOVE EACH OTHER THEY GET MARRIED"
THIS IS WHAT CHETAN BHAGAT'S NEW NOVEL 2 STATES TELL ABOUT,ITS A KIND OF PREQUEL TO 5 POINT SOMEONE.
The story is all set around IIM-A,DELHI AND CHENNAI.a boy from Delhi ,ex-iitian Krish meets a Economics university topper from DU,a so called madrasi a tamil-brahmin girl at IIM-A mess and story starts with normal plot from being "just friends " to end up as lover and all things happen what are supposed to happen with two people in same room.The real twists start when Ananya one day asks him what about after graduation,Krish gives expression of confusin and says "i dint think about it?", Krish reaches in dilemma and then starts placement season,where Krish is after the job with highest package,the very 1st day he looses 3 big banks,and thinks god is punishing him because he is hanging Ananya's life.So before he goes to CitiBank's interview,enters Ananya HLL interview room and proposes her in front of interview panel..the scene is superb.After story takes you to another scene where Ananya is in marketing job in Tamil Naidu and Krish still waiting for his location confirmation ,he hangs in between his mother and love on location preference,finally fills up chennai and gets posted there.It starts a difficult job of impressing Ananya's parents which using all his iit and iim intellect finally manages it ,the entire chapter is full of ideas for people to impress would be in-laws.Then the second phrase starts Ananya impressing Krish mother,which is manged by superb beauty of south indian coservative yet modern mind in Krish cousin's marriage.Then the final process of family liking and that strike Krish and Ananya ego and finally a relation gets into pit.Now this makes Krish really out of mental balance,he tries making call to Ananya she rejects it.He went to Chennai she refuses to meet with his condition he reaches to pschyologist where he reveals all these things.Doctor gives him medicine and send him to Delhi.Later next day he gets call from Ananya..and what happens then,let me leave it to readers ,as i would not like to spoil the novel's superb climax.
On overall a superb novel something more then 5 point someone..
4/5 rating..Must read..for people with interstate love relation..
Adieu!!

Holy Mess

2009-10-25T16:05:00.003+05:30

Our respected Government of India takes up so many projects at wrong time that it makes up a mess and mange to do it all again..this time victim is PUSHKAR LAKE,Rajasthan.Yeah ,its a lake beside India's only temple of Lord Brahma that has turned into a mess in this peak visitor season the lake has dried up reason::Conservation and Beautification Schemes worth Rs 50 crore,that will draw thousand more visitors and will conserve this beautiful lake,but what's the use??when it's hampering a business generated by nearly 40k foreign tourist and over 5 lac's of domestic tourists.This is the time when visitors starts coming after "KARTIK PURNIMA" to take dip in Holy Water and perform Special Prayer but where is water ,the lake has tried up due to desilting of 4 ft lake that has now deepened up to 15ft. and unable to hold water,Let's wait for next year and see how much fruitful is government so called scheme.
But this is not the answer to people's grievances residing at this Lake City Pushkar,whose major earning is through Pushkar Mela.Government needs to check what is right ?and when it's right??,Even We need to do that,So let's get started forward this Blog to maximum number of people so that they can also witness the HOLY MESS (Facts Source:TOI,Varanasi)

Entertainment Unplugged...

2009-10-25T13:44:00.004+05:30

Quite few of us ,give priority over cricket to any other entertainment programs and much of TRP fight is on when its Sunday afternoon the whole family is fighting for TV remote ,because dad wants to see match ,mom a serial and children s some movie.Right now i am also witnessing the same sitting over here,i am seeing "SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE",I have seen it more then 20 times but i am still watching its not because it won OSCARS or it's a blockbuster but i want to understand the reason of controversy behind this movie.All of us remembers the series of controversy after movie was released in India.People called it Anti-Indian coz it shows slums or it gave a mockery to western world for Indian meanness. The movie is just entertainment why are we arguing over its Indianans or anti-Indianans,Are our lives that much free and do we have that much time that we will sit and understand it,It may be a source of inspiration for people like me so i can write a book.
We have so many things to understand why are we holding ourselves to such unimportant issues.

Let's think what we can do for flood victims of A.P. instead of arguing over movies and there nationalities..
Have a great day,Let me watch few more entertaining programs as i have to leave on 28th..

Bye..

Retirement....

2009-10-24T20:11:00.000+05:30

I came back to my home after 6 months on 14th October,with many reasons along with me ,when i will be going back it will be last term of my graduation,life has changed in three years since i left gorakhpur,So this time again it will be a decisive step for me what will i do next,In last 5 months i have invested a lot of my time and talent in Event Management ,I have started my own event management company COLOSSUS-www.colossusgrp.webs.com.I don't want to end my this dream ,but its not right time and the reason is RETIREMENT.....definitely not mine..but my Dad's.
Yes,he is retiring this October 31st,We celebrated his 58th Birthday on 19th October.
Coming back to Home was a good experience but i came with a motto of taking permission for a year to experiment myself with my business,my parents though they are not willing but have given to a extent,but i m not taking it up,i will not close COLOSSUS,but will run side by side of my job,because i have to support family now.
In last 10 months i have changed a lot thanks to sruthi for that,she is instrumental in changing my behavior towards things and i am understanding things better.
So coming back ,my dad retiring this October,i don't have clue...but lets see where divine takes me...waiting for right options..
Till then goodbye..people

lEt d rebel rule!!

2009-05-08T23:32:00.000+05:30