Dreams are on what life lives on!!!

A New Life : Pressing the "Reset" Button

2015-03-15T13:18:00.000+05:30

Like all girls in their early twenties, one is filled with enthusiasm about their future and also about achieving all the dreams that one virtually lived throughout her childhood and teen. Unfortunately not always does one get a chance to go on a voyage of their own. I'd been married very early in my life, as my mom laid on her death bed, she made sure I was settled and married to a guy who would in her absence take care of me. I couldn't go against her as tears rolled down her eyes. Even though I wasn't really into marrying so early in my life, I agreed to her and took this event in a positive note.

With all the function and festivities of the typical marriage over, I was settling into my new home with a person I barely knew and a family that was going to be with me for the rest of my life. I thought to myself, 'well since it is happening, why not make these people my own and work towards a happy future for me and my husband'. I made sure I keep everyone happy, I made them the center of my universe and did stuff that would keep the family close together. But fate had something different planned for me.

As days passed, a harsh reality knocked at my door. Every night after getting drunk with his friends in the local pub, my husband would get in the room and beat me on small issues. I kept quite for a week thinking he will realize it once he sees me cry, but it was all a waste. His true nature had taken over him. I thought my in laws would support me in this situation, but to my surprise I realized that they were the ones who were adding fuel to the fire each day. My mother-in-law would tell my husband false stories about how I treated them badly and he would lose it. I felt hopeless. I didn't have any place to go. And in all of this, I got pregnant.

I thought God has given me this blessing in disguise. The child will probably make my husband come closer to me and make him understand the truth. A year passed, the bruises and pain of his blows all vanished when I held my baby girl's hand the first time. I saw the younger me in my girl. How I wished everything went back to normal, that my daughter's face would melt my husband's heart, stop his drinking habits. But as a dog's tail can never be straightened, he never changed. The story kept repeating itself.

I had to do something, I couldn't raise my girl in such an environment and each passing day the torture was getting beyond control. One day I decided that enough was enough. Even though I had no one to fall back too, I couldn't take this oppression any longer. I packed my bags and left that house once and for all. It wasn't an easy decision, I didn't know how I would feed my daughter, where I will find a safe place for her to sleep at night or how I will shape the future of my girl.

I sold out all my jewelry and took a small flat on rent. The next thing I did was apply for a clerk in banks. Luckily my B.Comm degree saved me and I landed up a job quite sooner than I thought. From there on I've come a long way today where my daughter is finishing her engineering from a top college in India. God always showed me the path but it took a lot of courage to press the 'Reset' button in life by leaving my in laws. Had I not done that, I don't even know if I would've been able to write this story of mine.

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Look up Stories: The story of admits

2015-03-14T19:33:00.001+05:30

I always had the dream of pursuing Master's right after graduation. I took up CAT, XAT and all the other exams without even thinking whether the courses where I was thinking of getting in are even the ones I wanted to pursue. Sheep mentality had crawled in my head.

I gave my 100% thinking I shall bell the CAT and get into one of the most reputed IIMs but life had something different planned in for me. Although my marks in the entrance exams led me to the Personal interview rounds of these colleges, but I couldn't clear those round and hence wasn't given admission to the prestigious colleges.

It made me feel even worse when one of my friends secured the IIM C admit. I felt I was of no use and I almost went into depression because of for the last 1 year of my engineering, I only had dreamed and envisioned myself pursuing my MBA right after graduation. I couldn't stand the thought of working and waiting. Since early in my career I always achieved what I wanted and this was the first time life showed me that not everything is in your hands. I felt emotions of anger, rage, pain and sadness. It took me a lot of time to rethink my career and what I wanted to do next in my life. It took a lot of efforts of my parents and friends to tell and convince me that I could do something else and that this wasn't the end of the world for me. But I was obsessed with it and my competitive spirit inside me wasn't ready to accept defeat.

But eventually I progressed from that situation and started working at a firm. My field of work is in analytics and as I worked for my firm I realized that my real passion lied in learning more about analytics, researching on topics that will change the way the world behaved 50 years from now. With this new found passion I started applying to the US colleges majoring in Analytics, After an hard and overwhelming 5 months of admission process I finally got admit from my dream college Carnegie Mellon University.

This moment has made me fill with optimism after almost a year of no hope and sadness. I realized that the MBA didn't work out for a reason, even if I had secured an admit from those top MBA colleges, I would've never found my true interest. This made me feel that no matter what happens in life it's always for the good. All you need to do is pour in your best efforts all the time and then sit back and watch as life unfolds each mystery in front of you.

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Fail, all over again...

2014-06-27T10:14:00.000+05:30

Never felt this way before,
So low, so down
It doesn't feel good anymore,
Living this life without a sound.

What has happened?
Lost hope have I?
Or will to struggle in this process,
I lose myself and die.

Hope isn't on my side anymore,
For lost confidence, I have,
Never Mind the sparkling sun rays and dews,
For I see darkness inside.

Caged in these thoughts I think,
What is it that the future holds?
Disappointment and failures,
Worries and rejects, I'm told.

What one does when one is lost?
When the world outside your headphone,
Seems to be alien,
For you are torn apart, and away from the world.

I know I need to get back,
For life has kicked the underbelly,
But strength eludes me,
And I fail again, all over again...

New blog! New theme!

2014-05-13T23:24:00.001+05:30

It has been quite some time since I wrote for my blog and the reason isn't that I'm not anymore interested in running this blog but that I've been busy! Like very very busy!!!

More over I have started another themed blog. It showcases my passion for blogging about the world of Tech! I write about anything and everything in the world of tech from phone reviews to almost everything in the world of technology

Please check my new blog at www.techkarate.blogspot.in and leave your comments below as to how my blog is and how I canimprove my blog for my readers!

Cheers!

The story of my Tablet and the new Lenovo Yoga Tab #BetterWay

2013-12-18T19:50:00.000+05:30

"In my view the tablet and the PC are different. You can do things with the tablet if you are not encumbered by the legacy of the PC." - Tim Cook

"Five to 10 years from now, if not sooner, the vast majority of 'The New Republic' readers are likely to be reading it on a tablet." -Chris Hughes

Chris Hughes thought of 5 years from then, but seems like the day was closer than expected. The world has been taken by storm with the advent of tablets. They have touched every single part of our life and here’s how I enjoy my tablet on an everyday basis.

To be very honest, the tablet I own is my life. It my tea time news reader, the toilet seat book reader, the web browsing buddy, the late night video watching tool, from the very moment till the time I sleep I am surrounded by activities which include my iPad*.

It has been 3 years since I bought this tablet and since then I have become a loyal user of it, never let it rest for a day. The tablet is a perfect companion when you need to do media and content consumption work be it web browsing to watching Rihanna's new music video, the always ON feature of tablets just turns me on ;)

I've shifted my entire work and entertainment base from my cranky old PC to this sleek device, responsive to every time I touch it. (I kind of feel that great, if you know what I mean) Jokes apart, my tablet is just the perfect all-rounder when it comes to doing about anything a student would want to do. Being a fanatic reader, I have over 600 e-books all on my tablet and the best part is now book reading isn't restricted till the time the lights are switched ON. Now I can keep reading way into the midnight without hearing my mom's dialogue,

So ja! Raat raat jagta hai kya ullu hai? Sare din mein tujhe novel padhne ka nahi suujta?

(Doze off now! Are you a descendant of the owls? During the day you never ever think of reading the novel.)

How am I supposed to make her understand that I love reading at night, the stories just turn into reality when I'm lying on my bed and have completely immersed into the plot. My tablet just solved that problem so easily. Now I can live the book without the occasional midnight shouts of my mom.

My tablet is the best option for surfing the net, watching YouTube videos, stalking people on Facebook without having to go through the lugubrious and time consuming booting of my PC where all I do is stare at the Windows* Logo doing nothing but transitions to some old and boring animations. With just a tap on the screen I’m on the web right away and the best part is I can do that any place in my entire house, nothing can now confine me to one place (I hated being chained up sitting in front of my PC). So now right from the time I wake up and I’m in my bed drinking a hot cup of coffee, I instantly glaze through all my social networks in one go. Just beautiful.

With the best games now being launched on all major mobile platforms, it has been my game consuming machine. The thing that my PC could never offer was the motion based gaming’s real experience. The way I now drive my car at 300 mph in Asphalt 8 is way different & better than using those arrow keys on my PC. Evolutionary!

But there are some troubles with my iPad that the Lenovo Yoga** tablet aims to have sorted. So I went to the nearest electronic store to check out the new Yoga Tab and trust me they have done a wonderful job. Seeing the name and the way the tablet is designed, I was thinking to myself all sorts of wonderland stuff that I could do with that tab in my hand. It has an ergonomically designed body which makes it a perfect fit for your hands, the circular curve down there just gives the best hold mode out there available with any tablet and just above all the INSANE 18 HOURS BATTERY LIFE!!! (I can literally marry this tablet)

So the most outrageous thing that I thought after seeing the tablet was because it has such high grip in the hand, how if this tablet be used by someone who was air diving, using it to see his altitude while he falls under the weight of gravity and use it to open his parachute at the right time. With the way this tablet fits into the hand this is so possible.

This is how my iPad looks with its cover on top of it.
:(

Using the stand mode my woes of holding the tablet all through the night over my head or sleeping in an awkward position so that I can read the book on my tablet can come to an end. While on the iPad I use a costly cover to function as a stand and provide protection, the Yoga tab doesn't need anything like that, with the built in stand it just fits everywhere you want it to stand without a sweat and the best part is the tablet isn't covered with a Rs. 2000/- blanket which just hides the beautiful design it’s meant to show off. Typing is so natural on the Yoga tab that I just fell in love with it the few minutes I spent with the product.

With the tablet designed so thoughtfully I find that the Yoga Tab can be used in more ways than we think it’s possible. Because of its unique design it can be used under mines by miners to get various information which can save them from a variety of incidents which cause so many lives. Inside anything where you fear of using your current tablet because it might just slip out of your hand because you know you don’t have a good grip on the tab and that bulking cover (sadly which converts to a stand) puts on excess weight and reduces productivity the Yoga tab is meant just for you.

I see infinite possibilities with its unique design which stood out from the crowd of tablets out there and the thoughtful design which makes using this tablet such an easy job.

It is truly a #Betterwaythan what is available out there.

To find out more please visit Lenovo’s official Facebook page at

www. facebook.com/LenovoIndia

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** Lenovo Yoga Tab is the new tablet from Lenovo. This post has been written for a competition on www.indiblogger.in All photos used are sole copyright of Lenovo Ltd.

The place I belong...

2013-11-10T13:55:00.001+05:30

It has been long since I took to writing. Today I feel this overwhelming urge to pen what’s going on inside me. So here it goes…

Rain and flair, skies lit up, brilliance, the stars,
The moon witnesses everything, nights apart,
Thousands miles, everyone’s jubilant,
But does the sparkle live in everyone’s heart?

Pain and sorrow, are not too far,
Where love lies, and days are dark,
Gloom finds a corner to sit and stalk,
The prey isn't very far, the heart beats..

Things shatter, with no remorse,
Nothing can stop, it is inevitable,
Fake can’t last for truth won’t wear a veil,
Many dread the unveiled verity.

But it shows itself, naked and bare,
Heartless as it was, it destroys many,
This time, the prey was an image in this brain of mine,
Created by illusions around, but it lives no further.

Life isn't a mild teacher, harsh are its actions,
Meanings too great to comprehend,
For I learnt that nothing ever changes,
Change is brought about, it never just happens.

First impression always last, who cares what runs deep?
Chivalry hardly fairs, for the lame rules this world,
No one looks for the steady, for fast is the new vogue,
Fun, shameless and charming, attracts more.

Now I sit, not gloomy, not sad,
For I know my limits, I've paid enough for being foolish,
I will never blend, into the world of glamour and first-love,
This isn't my playground, I know I belong somewhere else,
I just don’t know where…

Life...

2013-10-16T00:20:00.003+05:30

It isn't how well you play,
It is whether you win the game.

It isn't what your school lessons taught you,
It is whether you learnt what life teaches you.

It isn't whether you get wet in the rain,
It is whether you avoided the mud the car split at you.

It isn't about you living your life,
It is about how well you live your life!

Reliance Store Experience R-Mall - Mulund (Reliance Digital)

2013-06-23T23:42:00.000+05:30

Standing alone, the self sufficient Reliance digital store at Mulund R-Mall presents herself as an elegant store different from others packed with the trendiest gadgets.

My experience at Reliance store.

Reception bit disappointing....

I had reached at R mall Mulund at 11:15 AM. There were 3 other guys who also came from Indiblogger. We had a talk with the receptionist at the entry point but she had no clue about the event. She guided us to go to CRM reception where we came to know that the store manager was yet to arrive. However Mr. Nehal from Indiblogger spoke to Mr. Nair, the store AGM and make him understand the purpose of our visit.

But it never happened as expected “The store manager will be expecting you"as stated in the invitation letter.

However we were shown the store, it was amazing. We liked the concept of the store and the hard working staff who were focused on ensuring customer satisfaction. Some of the findings, which attracted us, follow.....

Reliance digital experience has got 3 dimension of outlook

1. Reliance Experience

2. Single point solution ,

3. Customer focus

1. Reliance Experience - once you enter the store you will be guided with the sales boy. He will understand your need and will take you to respective section of the store. Each section has unique collection to understand the different specification and the device capability at one place. Once you select your desire specification you may go to the display section where you may select the computer, laptop, camera etc..from different brands. Photographs are attached for your understanding.

We were impressed by seeing the distance marked at 6/10/12 feet from the TV, this will give you a better understanding and you will really feel the viewing experience. This will give you an idea about the size of T.V you need at home. Reliance representatives are trained and experienced to guide you with latest technology and models available at their store. Attached photos for better understanding...

2. Single point solution - this was very impressive as Reliance has own set up for installation repair and maintenance team. Reliance also coming up with a customer call centre and customer complain cell. Services department promises to attend to all the complaints within 24 hrs including Saturdays and Sunday’s calls. Well appreciated...

3. Customer focused - Sales person will guide you while educating you about product selection, demonstration, billing, financing if required and bidding you adieu. Work force of 50 employees with a monthly turnover of 2.5 Cr. Mr. Nair's confidence to increase it to 5 Cr within next 2 years is appreciable.

Some of the experiences about the store that needs to be mentioned are.....

1. I-Pod billing (MPOS - mobile point of sales)- whenever there is a rush at the billing counter the sales person takes the I-Pod to the unit to be purchased, scan it, swipe the credit card and bills it with the help of the I-pod. It was launched 2 months earlier... Appreciated

2. Sound proof digital sound experience- yes you may understand the real sound quality in sound proof room, I have not seen any other store having this facility.

3. All items are kept open for visual understanding and for demo. Packed items are also kept underneath and you may pick up for billing.

4. Customer satisfaction survey forms are being filled in ensured before any product is sold. This is something hard to find at other stores.

5. TVs are hanged on the wall and the necessary accessories are kept below for better understanding and ready reference.

6. Customer can reach to store manager or higher authority as the contact numbers are available at the billing counter.

7. CRM will help you for all types of support you need at the store

8. You may ask for extended warrantee even if you have not purchased the product from their store. Engineers will visit to your home evaluate the product and the warrantee may be extended with appropriate cost.

9. Video game section for your experience and gaming CDs are kept behind for your ready selection.

10. No separate section for IOS device due to shortage of space. Bit disappointing for IOS lover!

11. Gift problem? Reliance has come up with prepaid card that you can hand over the same to your loved ones. This is valid across all Reliance stores in India.

Summaries

Good experience. A well planned and organized store. A person with no knowledge of the product may choose wisely as per his or her needs. You will really feel the difference from other store. Understanding product, live demo and one point solution i.e. finance, repair maintenance, extending warranty all under one roof makes the Reliance store at Mulund a pleasant experience to be relished.

Reliance store is not just looking to sale the product but focusing on a long bonding with customer. You experience and cherish it....

Experience it all here at Reliance Digital

My First Liebster Award!!!

2013-06-08T13:24:00.002+05:30

I have been awarded the Liebster award by Renu Vyas. Thank you !!

About Liebster in brief:

The Liebster Award is given to upcoming bloggers who have less than 200 followers. So, what is a Liebster? The meaning: Liebster is German and means sweetest, kindest, nicest, dearest, beloved, lovely, kind, pleasant, valued, cute, endearing, and welcome.

The terms:

Each blogger should post 11 random facts about themselves.
Answer the questions the tagger has set for you, then create 11 new questions for the bloggers you pass the award to.
Choose 11 new bloggers (with less than 200 followers) to pass the award to and link them in your post.
Go to their page and tell them about the award.
No tag backs.

Here are the 11 random somethings about me :

I love reading.
When no one's at home I sing, and mind you I sing very loudly.
I love to do experiments with my phone.
I can't stay without my books, my phone and pari! (Someone very special)
I don't like movies.
I can classify at times to be a big time dweeb.
I still watch Doreamon and Shin Chan on TV (I'm 21 :P)
I'm a big time foodie, but I only enjoy food at good and classy restaurants.
I love driving. Fast, real fast.
I'm a big time positive thinker, and I believe that nothing in my life can ever go wrong.
Lastly I admit I've read Twilight and I liked it (Make faces :/)

Questions from Renu:

What's one thing that most people probably wouldn't know about you?
A:
Name one thing that you want to do before you die.
A: Become the CEO of APPLE
What quote/phrase do you live your life by?
A: "Every story has to have a happy ending no matter what!"
If you could go back in time and give your younger self advice, what would it be and why?
A: That everything does turn out good so don't worry and enjoy. This is probably because most of the times I used to take tension about the smallest things in life and waste the time I could've spent being more lively!
What did you want to be when you were little?
A: A Train Driver and then a Pilot
What's your favorite thing to do when your upset?
A: Listen to music and read Wodehouse Novels cause these novels are the only ones which always tell us that no matter how difficult the situation is, in the end everything does turn out to be good.
If you could play any musical instrument, which would it be ?
A: The Drums
Your favorite movie.
A: Shutter Island and the Social Network
What is the weirdest thing you have ever done ?
A: I do many weird stuff in public so there isn't one single weird thing which stands out.
What inspires you to write?
A: Nothing. I write because I feel the urge to. There's no inspiration behind my writings.
Did you ever have an imaginary friend?
A: Yes. And to be very honest an I even had an Imaginary Girl Friend! :P

Now by the terms of the Liebster Award, here I name my 11 fellow bloggers followed by the 11 questions for them.

Rucha: http://thewonkycross.blogspot.com/

Suynita Kurup: http://sunitakurup.blogspot.in/

Astha: http://astha18prak.blogspot.in/

Nayan: http://thenanotalk.blogspot.in/
Heena: http://heenasodyessey.blogspot.in
NJ http://www.nithinjacob.com
Grandma http://thehappygrandma.blogspot.in
Bossanium http://bonsaimum.blogspot.in
Kinssy http://kinssy.blogspot.in

Neeraj http://reddevil-neeraj.blogspot.com

Varshini http://cookingwithloveandforlove.blogspot.in
Mobile Rik http://diycampingoffthegrid.blogspot.in/

Questions From me:

What's one thing that most people probably wouldn't know about you?
Name one thing that you can't live without even for a minute.
Which/Who is your favorite book/author? Why?
What is the one thing that you would want to change from your past if you were given a chance?
What do you want to become in life?
If you had a question for me, what would that be?
If you could play any musical instrument, which would it be ?
Your favorite person in this world. (Can be anyone not necessarily someone you know personally but they should be your favorite.)
What is the weirdest thing you have ever done ?
Do you think you are weird? If yes then why? If no then, well I will ask you to think again, I know everyone's weird from inside :P
Which is the most weird habit you have that's in the dark and no one knows off?

Enjoy !!!

To the shore...

2013-06-04T22:57:00.002+05:30

Let me be the way I am,
I have redesigned my own space for myself,
Of those that weren't meant to be,
I am not bothered about what I couldn't achieve,
Abundance would anyway ruin my life...

In your obscure world of dimness,
Like some piece of broken glass,
If you wish you can fly,
But I am not going to keep track and dip into the future..

If one early morning you,
Rediscover your love for me,
Don't stretch your arms in search of me,
I won't be beside you...

Don't turn on the lights to search for me,
I am now lost in the sea of humanity,
On this crowded station,
I won't be back,
Even by the last train..

Your world's moving around your ambitions,
If you could ever squeeze out time, please ponder,
Where am I in between your fingers?

In your materialistic world,
I don'
t want to be treated like vegetables,
Withering in your cold fridge,
Or a spec of dust floating in the glass of water..

The mast of my ship is shattered,
Still I'm scripting my own tale,
I'm no longer game for her midnight tantrums,
So I'm trying hard to swim to the shore...

Without you...

2013-06-04T22:43:00.000+05:30

You left me,
In this lonely state of affairs,
Where all I hear is the nothingness of despair,
Quite it is, in and around me,
For all there was ever inside me, has left me...

Never had there been such a fanatic silence,
The trees forgot their rustle,
while the chirps of the birds are hardly heard,
For every living creature feels the pain,
That resides in my heart without you...

It's you...

2013-05-13T09:34:00.001+05:30

When days turn lame,

And I find myself stuck,

It's you who I look towards,

Gleaming eyes, eager soul,

Waiting for your words,

To sooth my tempest soul.

When I see no path,

I find my legs walk towards you,

For you are the destination,

That my heart searches,

To find you there at the end of it all,

I find solace in life.

I imagined life without you pari,

Honestly its just a dark nothing,

When you whisper nothings into my ears,

I find my soul dancing to the melodies surreal,

I gather my strength,

From you my love every single day.

While thoughts cross my mind,

I just want to hug you,

Close enough that we become one,

Physically we merge to never part,

I wanna kiss you tender lips,

And think of forever in your caring arms always..

While you sit there on your bed,

Remember I always think about you,

I just want you to know that I love you,

To infinity and beyond, I am yours,

We have something that's so beautiful,

And the thing that makes it real, is you!

The Who I am...

2013-05-12T13:21:00.001+05:30

In the world around me,
Of smartphones and their thrills,
Of the processor speed, of the technology surreal,
I find myself lost, in the world of texts,
Lost while I search meaning in the ‘what’s up’s and the ‘chill’s,
I bow my head down, as I immerse myself into the gleam of the Retina display,
Showing me emoticons, that resemble no emotions,
I’m in a matrix, away from reality,
Where talking has lost sound,
Where meeting people is too ‘Old and out’,
Lost are the days of Wodehouse and Blake,
Lost are days of finding old pages turning pale,
Cause everything today is unreal,
Stuck on that screen, so emotionless yet dear,
‘Virtual reality’ seems to be the new fad,
But I’m losing faith in even my own self,
Who am I? I have asked myself,
To listen to myself which replies, “You are the person running,”
“Look at you, on that iPhone of yours, chased by the monkey,”
“You run afar, you have nothing but the temple gold,”
“And you are running to save your soul.”
I reflect on those and I find it true,
My soul isn’t the purest, my life isn’t the safest,
All I do from morning to dusk, is run,
My life isn’t any more about happiness, its about achievement,
How much I earn? How good I am?
With these things I loose ‘The who I am’…

Boston Bombing, Indian style… and more…

2013-04-26T19:36:00.000+05:30

April 15^th, 2013. Boston Marathon’s ending minutes. Suddenly an ear shattering noise followed by an aftershock and smoke caught most onlookers by surprise if not they were caught in the explosion. Onlookers describe that they saw body parts of people thrown in the air by the explosion and the subsequent blood bath, horrifying to state it in short

Dr. Paul Biddinger was at a medical station near the Boston Marathon's "Heartbreak Hill" on April 15 when his pager went off, notifying him of the bombs at the finish line, five miles away. Biddinger, who directs emergency operations at Massachusetts General Hospital, was standing next to someone from Boston Emergency Medical Services and someone from the state health department as they got similar calls. They'd drilled for this moment, using actors pretending to be patients, paint bullets and controlled explosions. Federal funding goes to Massachusetts hospitals to train medical personnel to respond to disasters such as the Boston Marathon bombing. Fortunately, on April 15, within minutes, Biddinger and the other medical responders were headed to where they needed to be.

There were a few lives lost and many more injured even after the emergency services arriving at the spot within 15 minutes of the explosion. Well that’s how Uncle Sam operates and they should be proud of that.

What interests me in this entire incident is the possibility of the exact same thing happening during Mumbai marathon or a similar event, doesn’t matter lets imagine a bazar scene in the heart of (let’s not even name the city and hurt sentiments) XYZ in INDIA. (Now that’s important-India)

So yes an evening scenario, right after dusk, the weather suitable for a stroll while you shop at the shops and plan to spend time outside with your family or your loved one till late night. Why wouldn’t you? It’s Saturday night and after a week’s struggle to even get inside the trains (forget the torture that your boss inflicts on you) you certainly want to spend quality time.

As you step inside a shop you hear a loud explosion and the entire shop is engulfed in smoke within minutes. Your first instinct turns you to protect the people you care the most, but luckily everyone in the shop is safe and sound (though coughing like as if they suddenly have an asthma attack.) As the smoke clears a bit you find people running towards the place from where supposedly (and by this time you know that the place has been bombed) the bomb went off.

So what do you see? Well people dead, mutilated, blood blah blah… That’s too mainstream, it happens everywhere. We are in India, and there’s lots more to a scene that attracts me.

The first thing-total indifference!

If you’re an Indian then its too mainstream to catch your attention but just in case you will find swarms of people surrounding the dead and wounded, whispering, making sounds like they are deeply hurt. But are they really? Naah. Its just drama, act for the moment. The people wouldn’t even care to call up the emergency services (If there are any- FYI 100 is claimed to work like 911. Now don’t laugh on it. :P)

A cold shoulder, that’s all people will render there. A few with some emotions and humanity left will of course help and I dare not deny. They will go to help beyond expected probably even more efficiently than our emergency services which will arrive at the spot after the inspector babu has finished his cup of cutting chai and he thinks that he needs to go for an outing.

Well eventually everything settles at the place of the incident and there’s cordoning at the place for a few days. Then comes the politicians quotes and remarks.

“Bade sheharon mein choti baatein hoti rahti hai!” (In big cities such small incidents keep occurring.)

“Media is pushing this incident too far. There are only 9 dead!”

Isn’t it cool? Just 9 dead! Previous lives of people in this country of ours are just statistics!

‘Attacks of minor scale 9 dead 100 injured.’- our media too puts it in front of its viewers as stats. Number game that’s all these incidents have to it!

Forget blasts when a state faces drought, the Deputy Chief Minister says it’s not his fault. What is he supposed to do? Pee into the dams to fill them?

And this isn’t the worst part, the worst part is instead of revolting against such a system, our countrymen are slowing being swallowed in this quicksand. I over heard a fellow in the train talk about the Bangalore blast and he went like,

‘…arey it wasn’t that disastrous. It wasn’t like 100 were dead. 8-10 people is okay.’

Would an American die of shock reading this? I say anybody would! But we won’t, we are after all Indians and we are so accustomed to all this that it doesn’t even pick up our interest.

Girls getting raped and the Commissioner of police telling the parents of the 5 year old that they are lucky that their daughter is still alive!

What would’ve Obama done if he was the PM of India? The NIA created on the lines of CIA claiming that it would provide intelligence on such incidents, but mind you, the NIA comes to know about what happened through the news channels in India, we are that fast to act.

If our pizza gets delivered ½ a second later after the promised 30 minutes we jump with joy and make sure that it’s made free for us, but when the police arrives 2 hours after the incident occurs we act like cold blooded animals, we like watching the fun unfold on television, we love lighting up candles across important places. That’s all we love doing.

But yes its India and here everything is Chalta hai boss!(its okay)

And because of that, even I’m writing this post rather than doing something substantial to change the circumstances I wrote about. A couch potato in front of my PC with a glass of juice I wrote the entire article to maybe influence the few who aren’t in the quick sand yet, to appeal to those with sense left in them to do something and save this country from doomsday, and believe it or not, we do need Krishna right now to save us. Its beyond human capacity to even think about change when the entire system of judiciary and allied are so lethargic along with us. We in the process have become mere spectators and nothing else.

So I hope someone plays the role of the 11^thavatar of Vishnu and make this country a peaceful and emotionally upright one like it was when Krishna stepped on Mathura. We want the sujalam sufalam India back and this is a request from all the people who feel that the end is quite near.

Reminiscing...

2013-04-26T17:45:00.002+05:30

Reminiscing the days,
When every second was a sham,
But when I look back today,
Didn't everything happen to brighten today?

Does she know?

2013-02-08T01:47:00.002+05:30

She says, 'Love me not, I am not worth it.'

'You'll find yourself someone, don't wait, go out with it.'

Does she know what it is to love?

While her words pinch the life out of me till dusk,

Does she know I love her?

Or is it me hallucinating her entire self?

She says, 'You're great, I would've loved you..'

'If not for my past, we would've kissed for sure.'

Does she know I am not at fault?

While she tells me how she can't fall,

Does she know I am lost in her?

To the extent, it's the end without her.

To me you shall always be, my only angel,

I don't want to burden you with my strange love,

I know I ain't the one you deserve,

But do you know, I can strive to be that one?

I tried everything you liked, witnessed a world with your eyes,

Do you know without you, I am blind?

People call me strange, to have given her all I cared,

Do they know, what she is worth?

No amount of money nor gold can weigh her out,

She is the one who holds my heart, makes it beat.

Nothing I can do, will ever be worthy of who she is.

But does she know this? Or is she ignorant of it?

It pains to let her see, slip away in the haze,

I am dying a painful death, day after day,

It's taking tearing me to survive the day, knowing that she has moved on.

Knowing that my heart isn't with me anymore.

She says, 'Find yourself someone better',

What can I give this 'someone', when everything I have is you?

I am not insane, I am not drunk, oh I know for sure,

The days aren't the same, nights aren't peaceful,

Time is poison, slowly eating my entire self,

While I wait, for a window of opportunity, I see her smile,

I am happy for her, she has a life unlike mine,

But all this does she know?

Date a girl who reads..or better writes...

2012-12-20T13:18:00.001+05:30

I had to reblog this post. With a small personal turmoil in my life, which I apparently don't feel like mentioning..maybe sometime later, I understood truly that always, and I mean always date a girl who reads if not write!

Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.

She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

Buy her another cup of coffee.

Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.

It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.

She has to give it a shot somehow.

Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.

Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.

Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilightseries.

If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.

You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.

You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.

Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.

Or better yet, date a girl who writes.
-Rosemarie

Life's unfair...

2012-12-10T12:11:00.001+05:30

Truly when I think back on what life has given me, I think...I believe life has been extraordinarily unfair to me on many fronts. No I am not complaining, it's how it was meant to be, but I regret that it had to happen with me.

To begin with I had everything to be the best. Yes yes you might think 'Okay boss this is what everyone says about themselves'. But I know was. I always wanted to be the best student in my school, I did everything I could, but I never could. My teachers never treated me as that best student, even after I won the best student's award. I used to think I wasn't good enough. I tried harder, poured in more than my little me could give. It won me laurels but I was never treated as the best.

To reason out, I shouldn't say, but I have to, that while I studied in a Catholic school and I not being a catholic, I never was allowed to be felt the best. I don't talk against my school, for it's the very foundation on which I stand today, but on the way it treated me for the naive part of my life.

Well as I passed out of high school, I thought I was out of misery and now I shall be redeemed. But wait my college sucked at a different level. Oh my oh my! It was 2 years of utter misery. I was recognised, but I wasn't the best around. With my 10th grade marks I managed to bag a seat in one of Mumbai's best colleges. But you know what killed the happiness? To find that amongst the best, I was nowhere near the best. The recognition from my professors was a mere illusion. And you know fake things aren't worth living for.

So I began my struggle to be the best. I had to defeat them. I spent my days and nights studying, working my way to beat all my peers in my professional life. I had set higher aims, higher than I could achieve so that I never get satisfied and keep trying for higher and higher goals.

It was june 2008, and I remember the ecstasy on my face when I found I was able to out perform my peers in the examinations. Oh my joy knew no bounds. So what next? Engineering-the obvious choice for me. (I always wanted to be an engineering, but I don't enjoy being one now) Into One of Mumbai's best, made myself a position much enviable to my friends.

I was 18 by then and I hadn't, what teens call enjoy'ed, my life a single bit. I was so engrossed in all this worldly competition I never went out for a date, I had few friends to talk to. People called me alien and machine. But I always told myself,
'Soutik, it's the sacrifice you made to be better at your professional life!'

And I still live by it. I don't regret not knowing what enjoying life was as my teenage flew past by. I don't regret myself having a girlfriend. To be honest I never found anyone worthy.

Come engineering, I had all I craved my life, recognition, a better stance in the crowd. I stood apart but I craved for more and as a result I am studying for my CAT while still presently being in the penultimate year of my engineering, hoping to make it to the IIMs one day.

I was glad everything was picture perfect. But life wasn't happy seeing me happy. For the very first time in my life I fell for someone. And I fell hard. Now you shall think my sad story is that I broke up with the girl of my dreams. Well apparently I di..
Well we both fell in love with each other. But we never dated. I wanted to but the girl was scared of loosing the friendship we have. We are addicted to each other. Now that we both look at ourselves we find that we have ourselves so entangled with each other that none of us can live without the other and we are so scared of loosing each other that we can't get together.

For most of you, this will be plain B.S. but put yourself in my shoes and the world's a different place.

Now we are at such a juncture that if we let go of what we have, we shall eventually break ourselves up emotionally, and if we get together probably we shall loose ourselves of each other for a lifetime. The worst dilemma I ever faced.

But as it has always been life's been unfair. Life would've been so different if I studied in a different school, or college, meet a different girl and so on so forth.

I shall probably write this same article again a fews years later, with what happened next but I hope my post title changes to, 'Life WAS unfair'.

My angel!

2012-11-29T09:30:00.000+05:30

Have you realized a dream come true?
For a moment, to all my wonder, I have!
To tell you just, it’s the most beautiful thing,
Nothing feels better than at least living it once.

I used to dream, day in and day out,
People said, ’Look at him, he’s out!’
But how could I give up? Oh!
It was out of my control.

Holding on to what I never had,
Until the day, it really happened,
Out of the blue, my angel stood,
In front of me, frozen, I looked..

Paranoid, I though, I sweat in horror,
She wiped my brow, calmed me with her warm glow,
She kissed me, the last time,
then sung some tune and went…

Oh! The melody, pure ecstasy,
It still play, my ears sooth,
Her kiss, my greatest treasure, ever,
I lived it once, but I still dream of My angel!

Castle of Glass

2012-11-29T09:13:00.000+05:30

I thought I was strong,
But never knew I would break,
She ripped me apart,
Now how shall I get over this ache?

My friends used to tell me,
I had a stone for a heart,
Then why did it love, tell me?
What was she to melt a rock?

She was all I knew off,
For the few weeks we were together,
For now all that remains is the pain,
Remnants of a beautiful thing turned sour.

A stone for the heart is better,
It never endures misery,
I wished for a heart, so foolish of me,
Never knew the consequence would be such a tragedy…

These scars shall remain,
For time and age, they shall prevail,
They are marks of a terrible mistake,
Immortal as cracks, in this castle of glass…

You deserve the best!!!

2012-10-30T09:27:00.001+05:30

How does it feel, to not be the best?

How does it feel, to realize you lost the bet?
The feeling’s terrible, trust me on this,
I failed to much to tell you this.

Never let someone,
Tell you your worth,
There’s always this ‘someone’,
Who’s better, and you’re worse.

Believe you’re the best, act like one,
Cause if you listen, the world will pull you down.

They never value what you have,
They shall crave for what they lost.

For your teacher, the ex-student,
For your lover, her ex,
For your parents, the other child,
Never will you be the best, if not in your eyes.

So be condescending, chuck the world,
They don’t care enough,
Give the best, think like the best,
Cause every soul deserves to be the best.

I hope she hears that...

2012-10-13T19:38:00.000+05:30

I met her, she left me in a trance,
So gracious, her walk was a dance,
Her lock floating, she said ‘Hey!’
My heart skipped a beat, I murmered ‘Heya!’

But it wasn’t me, she said that to,
I was in the way, fate wanted me to,
Listen to her speak, oh melody!
Her arms around his waist, ‘Shall we leave?’

Who was she? I think I knew,
An angel in my dream? I guess so,
Her imprint never faded,
Oh! I loved that girl, I feel faint hearted.

She left me, a summer before,
I never screwed up, I swear though,
She found someone worthy off,
But left me in a messy draw.

I say, “I am over her”,
My heart says, “no never”,
The exit wound hasn’t healed,
I don’t know, if I’ll ever heal.

There were many who came,
But no one could replace, the mark she made,
A fool I am, to want her back,
But that’s the trurth, I hope she hears that…

Both Sides Now...

2012-07-20T18:43:00.000+05:30

This is a 1970 song by Joni Mitchell. This song is so close to my heart that I thought I will share it. The lyrics just connect even without the song. It surely is worthy of being called a poem. Please read the lyrics (if you haven't already listened to it) and tell me if it connected with you..

Bows and flows of angel hair,
And ice cream castles in the air,
And feather canyons everywhere,
I've looked at clouds that way.

But now they only block the sun,
They rain and snow on everyone,
So many things I would have done,
But clouds got in my way.

I've looked at clouds from both sides now,
From up and down, and still somehow,
It's cloud illusions I recall,
I really don't know clouds, at all.

Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels ,
The dizzy dancing way you feel ,
As every fairy tale comes real,
I've looked at love that way.

But now it's just another show,
You leave 'em laughing when you go,
And if you care, don't let them know,
Don't give yourself away.

I've looked at love from both sides now,
From give and take, and still somehow,
It's love's illusions I recall,
I really don't know love at all.

Tears and fears and feeling proud,
To say "I love you" right out loud,
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds,
I've looked at life that way.

Oh but now old friends are acting strange,
They shake their heads, they say I've changed,
Well something's lost but something's gained,
In living every day.

I've looked at life from both sides now,
From WIN and LOSE and still somehow,
It's life's illusions I recall,
I really don't know life at all.

Copyright rests with Joni Mitchell

The South Park test...

2012-07-09T12:35:00.000+05:30

It was a dull and dreary morning, the clouds obscuring the sun in all their darkness. There wasn't the slightest trace of pure sunshine anywhere. Whatever light there was, was impure - contaminated by the dark clouds. The only thing missing was rain - to make that November-end morning an epitome of sorrow, depression and hopelessness.

In house W-10, Scrotie McBoogerballs sat by a window, identifying with the weather outside. For him, life was equally sad, dreary and hopeless - if not more. "Good bye", that is all it said - careless and unpunctuated; the capitalization, a courtesy of the T9. His world was turned upside down. He was hurt by the neglect, and also by the sudden ignorance of his existence. He yearned for yesterday, when things were alright, but he wasn't smart enough to build a time-machine. He realised that he needed a distraction, to take his mind off the whole. He started by trying to suck his manly appendage, but owning to the lack of sizability and of a flexible body, he failed. He was sad again.

He needed something else to distract him. I'll watch T.V, he decided.

So he went to lie on the couch, and simply mechanically switched from one channel to another. In nothing did he find interest.

He tuned-in to VH1. It was time for South Park.

Maybe, just maybe, that will do it - given that its so freaking awesome, he thought. Maybe there will be something ridiculously funny to make you laugh your gut out. Yes, laughter - the best medicine, isn't it? Or is that Viagra? Dunno, something. But maybe it will help. Maybe some celebrity will be heavily picked upon today, and there might be yet another innovation in the ways to kill Kenny. Let's watch.

But the half-hour passed, and it had not helped. He hadn't managed to laugh - or even grin, for that matter - at any of the punches. HE HAD NOT FOUND SOUTH PARK FUNNY!!

It was then, that it really dawned on to him how deep he had fallen into the pit of depression and hopeless. He abhored his existence. He had lost all will, he had lost all desire..

Two hours later, policemen crowded the neighbourhood. In W-10, they found Scrotie McBoogerballs shot in the head, and hanging by his scrotum. The gun lay on the floor in all the blood underneath.

Suicide, they decided. So, they searched the house for a suicide note - because that is what all the morons do, write moronic notes and kill themselves.

After a fruitless but arduous search, when one of the officers went to get some chilled water, the note was finally found in the refrigerator under a soup bowl. It went like this:

"I do not wish not live anymore. I have spoiled everything. I do not think repentance will be of any significance. There is no way for me to get out of this - unless, of course, I kill.. Yeah, that will do it! I should kill myself! That is exactly what I will do, but getting back again.. My life is a lost cause now. I have chicken-arms, a bullet-head and I can't suck my own cock! And, if that wasn't enough, now even South Park doesn't make me laugh. And that just does it!

So if anybody ever finds this, I just have one message to pass on to the world:

Boys and Girls, don't ever let yourself become so helpless that you don't find South Park funny. Remember, No matter what the sorrow, so long as find it funny, your life is freaking awesome! So, if you're ever depressed, take the South Park test - watch an episode - and if you are not amused by it, GO KILL YOURSELF ASSHOLE!

Its all over. I can't take this anymore. It just hurts too much.

Good bye"

And so, after an unpunctuated farewell, Scrotie McBoogerballs hung himself by his scrotum.

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Copyright rests with Neeraj Deshmukh

Being with you...

2012-06-18T13:38:00.001+05:30

I had seen it in your eyes,
Bright sun and blue skies,

Your heart was beating,
But I never knew it signalled cheating.

Seven years it has been,
You were mine, it's always been,
But the story was more than meets the eye,
You left cause he had blue eyes?

All the days I've spent,
Dreaming only you, wasn't pretence,
Your smiles, glittering eyes,
Weren't for me, sweetie pie.

I am devasted,
Oh no it's not because we separated,
I pity my being, swooning at you,
I am broken, being with you...