La versión 13

Changing Your Profile Pic Won't help!

2012-12-20T16:07:00.000+05:30

It has been a shameful season for India to see women being humiliated up to such extent. Our females are unsafe after dark. But this is not that it has just begun. People are rising now against it. Few months ago a 4-year old girl child was raped. It didn't hit the media, so our humanity was sleeping. Now the biggest disastrous crime of year has happened which has hit the mind of community through the nerves of media.

What we are doing is protesting against Government policies, because our humanity has awaken, and moreover our protests are subtle, we are not on the heat. So we are holding candle marches so that those blind seat holders of parliament could understand the situation. But one thing doesn't make sense that why are we not so serious. Our way of expressing seriousness is Facebook. Teens! Adults! If we are so serious, let us lead troops to Government, Courts and Other places where we can be heard, humiliating Government over Facebook is never going to be heard.

Behind this heinous crime few dumb people are using your seriousness to increase their popularity. One such Post I saw, it was written. If you want to see the rapists hang like this. LIKE this pic. What-d-hell!

1 Like = 10000000 slaps! Wow! Aren't you kidding with the situation. And people, my innocent Indians. Is this productive way to protest. Come out of house. No, why would you. Your father and mother would say why are you going, there are people to handle this. If you accept what they say, it okay. Sit. Calm Down and Just Pray.

Or you wanna revolt! Remember Saheed Bhagat Singh! and you know what to do! Now you might be thinking I am just sqwaking over here. What have I done?

I think. We have lost our moral values, which needs to be restored. Clothes and Food don't represent people, their behaviour do. Teach your brothers, uncles, and children on how to behave with females.

If look at long term, humanity is being lost in uncontrollable population, unemployment, lack of education, even educated school children are becoming such criminals. All these follows the root, poverty and education.and I am making my way through these. Further protests are being done by you people! Listener will listen through them! (Mind it. Facebooking won't help). For such crimes laws will be made. But being a common man, see through your street, how do guys behave with girls. Did you do something then? NO!, actually we just love to say. Saying that, those guys are bastards, they don't know how to behave!

Hey Dumb! We can see that too! Do something. Hit those scallywags. But you are already in so much darkness of fear why would you do that.

Stop waiting. Self defense is something. Start with those eve teasers and rapists will then have fear from your strength. Eve teasers are the future rapists in making. If we stop them and punish them. Why rapists would try a chance.

Media is using our emotions. Switch to any new channel and look at their advertisements. Following link will tell you a scenario there:
https://www.facebook.com/KaviKumarVishwas/posts/10151360173353454

It is well written:
"हादसा एक दम नहीं होता,
वक़्त करता है परवरिश बरसों....!"
BE STRONG. THAT IS ONLY WE NEED.

STOP DISCUSSING PROBLEM. START LOOKING FOR SOLUTION.

Another Sense: Sense of Altruism

2012-11-11T00:47:00.002+05:30

Human beings are blessed with five basic senses we all know, we use them throughout our life. There are many other senses which have been gifted to us but they need to be discovered inside. Those basic senses we learnt in primary classes are just those which we can observe as macroscopic in our life because we spend most of time enjoying our materialistic life. Another view of life that is spiritualistic remains further unopened for many who never realize their presence and purpose in this universe. The Self-Realization techniques people perform are the methods of discovering spiritualistic view of life. But the fun still remains packed if the realization is not used practically. Spirituality tells us how we are connected to the deity, how we don’t own this materialistic body, how we all have limited time within a structure of flesh and bones, how soul differentiates from body, and the most important why we are here! Many religious holy books speak of this, but all in their own way. Deity is one, represented in many ways. All the ways lead to a single point.

Feeling the spiritual view is more valuable than reading/speaking/listening it. It all comes through dedication. Most of the time it happens that we say we are practising self-realization, but is it of any use if we can’t control our anger, sorrow and other negative imaginations. It is of what use if we end up hurting other souls around us. If someone truly realizes one’s spiritualistic presence, then their soul controls their body not the vice-versa. This all comes from the Sense of Altruism. An altruistic person works enthusiastically for anything and everything. Altruism is achieved to them who regard themselves as a worker of deity assigned various tasks to be performed on earth. They work selflessly towards others and they keep on opening new ways for themselves and community in productive manner.

Altruism is what we can learn from animals too. Altruism is a well-documented animal behaviour, which appears most obviously in kin relationships but may also be evident amongst wider social groups, in which an animal sacrifices its own well-being for the benefit of another animal. Whatever we do, it must have a sense of altruism for the task to be successful. A selfish thought always suffer flaws and we are trapped in our own thoughts very badly. Practising altruism is not so tough, it can be achieved in a very easy way, just for an example next time you regret for not having something, think back in time of a scene when a women wearing a torn cloth, bearing a 1 year child came to you for few pennies. Remember her eyes! If you had never noticed them do it next time for sure. You will realize for sure that whatever you have is much more than you need. If all human beings start working with this sense of altruism, the differences will be erased same as in animal kingdom. Then work towards community welfare in any good way you find. In this way you can sow altruism inside self.

‘Knowledge is a veritable treasure for man, source of glory, bounty, joy, exaltation, cheer.’ So, everyone should implement knowledge for working towards community, a little above the self-line, where we can find selfless working. Through this way one can achieve ‘The Sense of Altruism’. Making others happy is the best gratitude to deity for this valuable life.
(Printed in Alfaaz 5th Edition)

Walking Down The Boulevard

2012-09-26T22:59:00.001+05:30

Lost in the crowd; and this noise is so loud,
nobody is known; reactions are so blown,
listening a song; ignoring the crowd,
walking down the boulevard.

The winters don't love. They had been shedding their cruelty since past. True Story. Nothing is defined in this unreal world, yet few definitions are repeated in different forms. The winter is yet to come, fear is conquering mind with few real shakes of life which are already jolting deep in the heart. The epicenter is inside. Its not going to snow, as it never did. Evening wind is cool yet not felt so deeply as it used to. A thrash of time killing the spark inside. The innocence is being frozen with dried tears, where to tilt, where to move, take a turn or go straight, don't know! Just walking down the boulevard, a person helping an old lady cross the road, a vendor shouting for bargain, a smell of cheap perfume, a girl shopping, a child crying, drain overflowing, overloaded bus, a dark night ahead but before this, all quite... Yet something is missing. Writing this all is meaningless, you can't make up a story from it. It can just be felt. Winter is coming.

Yeah! The same winter cheated me. Don't you think the history gets repeated. Yes it is repeated. Not in the same way but it knocks again. As the history of happiness, so the history of sadness.

Paper works are done! you can't see them, you can't change them, you just have to live it. Accept it.
Acceptance has always been deep rooted and when uprooted, they hurt the feeling holding it. Shouldn't have read it if you think this all is so negative. I don't take any liability of happiness, as nothing is mine. It is just coming...

"Mera Mujhmein Kutch Nahi... Jo Kutch Hai So Tera, Tera Tujhko Saup De Kya Laage Hai Mera"

Walking down the boulevard!

Facing all this, is so hard... yet I would say:

DON'T STOP BELEVIN' HOLD ON TO THAT FEEELINGGG.... It goes on and on and on and on...

Play Carefully With Power

2012-08-06T01:36:00.001+05:30

Since very long I had been in a thought of finding my mistakes that I am accused of in my professional life, yet it is to start but though I was at a strong position in a student group so I think there was little professionalism during my graduation period.

(Nothing to do with my personal life in this post)

I had many rights, they were used several times. Rules are for abiding.

The question is why am I writing this? It is just because I realized today when you have power you become blind. You just see what you want to see, things which are not important for you are most of the time overlooked. Repeatedly mistakes are committed but people under you either don't care or they are goofy enough to follow you blindly.

I simply disagree with anyone if they claim me to be dictator. I used to hear everyone but as said above people go blind with power. Even deaf too. So this happened with me too.

Finding my mates uninterested in their part of work, I had to interfere everywhere and slowly I started thinking like all responsibility is mine, work needs to be done, either my mates are going to put their hand or not. I find this to be a reason for why they started keeping their hands out. Even though three more reasons can be quoted here:

#1. Why to worry. He is here. All will be done.

#2. He is interfering too much. Let him do it alone.

#3. Why should I. I have many things to do.

I don't know the exact reason still, mind of people can't be read. But then came the time of decisions where many a times I was left to give my final answer, and I came with decisions which suited me best for the group. Even though the decisions taken were praised and accepted, but I think those decisions would have been better revised again. But again the point comes, either people with/under me were goofy or careless. Still I accept mistake was mine of making fast conclusions.

(For inquisitive people- particularly I am speaking about my year 2011. Because 2012 is quite good with my decisions.)

Ratiocination was not good in proportion with power.

I just want to convey to the readers that if you have power, please use carefully. Many of your decisions affect others who are powerless.

If people with/under you are not interested, take more time but come up with a best end point.

I don't regret for any of my decisions because they were good according to the time, I am happy that I came with this idea of revising myself where i had fallen wrong, it is going to help me in future judgments.

With Power, Don't go Blind & Deaf. Play carefully.

The Blind Side

2012-06-15T20:38:00.000+05:30

Hi friends!!
Today I am going to share one of my article I wrote for our college magazine but unfortunately it was not published/ not selected for being published. Anyway enjoy reading it (I have modified it a little bit) and share your valuable comments:

A faded hoarding on my primary school said,

"Learn & Go Out to Serve"!!

May be that hoarding was dull and remained dull for next five years before it flew away in a strong storm, but the words on them were very pleasant.

It is quite awkward in us that we learn so much in our primary school, we pledge, we pray, we take oath to serve our country when we will be grown up, but what happens when we are done with our studies. We forget those pledges & oaths.

A little bit of selfishness inside us become a flock of greediness to grab a big package and enjoy life. Every medium class family has experienced an upgrade in last decade, lifestyle has changed, a man rarely on scooter gifts his daughter a car, Small family celebrations has been taken over by big parties and a lot to mention...

But what about backward class* (Strictly Backward not just to name OBC). Many general category people are poorer than OBC and many under OBC are much richer than general category people. But who cares its all for vote bank. In our democracy once you choose government and rest of 5 years just watch those Hypocrites enjoying on your money. Anyway, Its Democracy, Enjoy Folks!!

In India constitution has divided castes as General, SC/ST and OBC, even a lot rising one by one. But does this mean anything. Believe me they think poverty can be abolished if they divide people in so many categories (LOL), keep on dividing... Cheer for our great leaders!! Ya! Those leaders who have past records of crime, such crimes that if you... ya you (the common man), if you ever commit these crimes your life will become hell and you will asked to survive that hell with gentle smile. But if our great leaders enjoy corruption, they murder people, they rape women, they are given tickets by political parties to stand and win elections... How shameful!!

Okay let me go back to division in Indian Survival System, so, if an OBC family has an annual income of 5 lacs then does this mean anything to keep them in backward classes, aren't their standards high now, should they enjoy the reservation even if they can teach their children with all facilities. (I am not pointing out a single family, its a general thing I am saying, people exist who are rich, even then enjoy OBC reservation. I am not saying abolish the reservation system, at least benefit them who need it). Anyways who am I to say in this country (Independent country). My constitution gives me Right to Speak, but my leaders have Right to Kill.

So Shhh... Peace!! :P

What about a general class family which resides in a poor state and head of family is pulling rickshaw/cleaning bus stand/sowing in others field/servant (and all other jobs that you call nasty or you will hate to do because you call your standard - a high standard) in other wealthier state to earn few more bucks to survive his family. If he has an annual income of hardly 10000. Don't they need help, or we should consider that their fate is worst, even government can't help them.

So according to me a backward class should be defined on their financial condition, not on their caste or creed.

Hypocrites don't count vote, count the people dying of hunger.

So about the Backward Class* (I defined above) I was saying that their children even don't know what exactly a school is meant for, they work in Dhabaas & Tea shops near some Govt. Office. Yes! That offices of government which mention that "Child labour is crime" and "Every child up to age of 14 must get free education".

Now about these problems we all know, we generally discuss these problems with friends at nights in hostel with strangers while in journey, with co-workers while in work. But did we ever think of taking a step for them, Nope!! Because we have leaders, we have voted them, they are in parliament to represent us, I gave my taxes... (... and they ate your taxes!! :D :D)

Mere discussing is not going to change anything...

How many of young professionals do ever think of becoming helping hand for needy people? Rarely 2-3% of annual pass-outs from all over India only think and 1-1.5% of them act (may be). Even they are stopped by proud corrupt people. Heard of 'Narendra Kumar' - The IPS officer in MP.
Read the News Article - "IPS officer crushed to death by mining mafia in Madhya Pradesh"
(http://articles.timesofindia.indiatimes.com/2012-03-09/india/31136226_1_illegal-mining-manoj-gurjar-ips-officer)

"You do GOOD! You Die"

So about our young professionals, they think "Why Should I"?

We blame everything on Government... Why do we feel so proud on such a government... Ya, the government I said about which has criminals as our leaders. We vote criminals and hope that they would help us, they rather believe in gulping our money!

In predicament you would love to say -

"This govt. is not doing fine, I won't vote for them next time, I would go for the other party"...

Wait Wait...!!

The other party is also contaminated. You have no choice.

Our democracy and constitution are most beautiful and well written but the people governing on them have ruined them drastically.

One thing I would like to share about young professionals, Mr. X, a guy from our hostel who has been placed in a reputed company shared his views on "Should we help fellow Indians to rise up if we are achieving heights?"

A point came where we were discussing shouldn't people from other states who are able to help should help needy people from poorer states, Mr. X said, "Why should we help them, there are people from those poorer states who are also skilled, they should look after their state." This means he forgot the pledge or any oath his used to take in morning assemblies during school time. Now he is more concerned about his own self. For him Helping others also need a criteria, poor person from his state only. I don't know how much is he correct in his statement. But poverty don't see the state, caste, creed or any other thing. Poverty is illness for whole country and we should come in front to eradicate this.

"Calling Them Bihari will upgrade our status, at least we are not Bihari"

Don't forget they are also a part of India and calling them Bihari/Bhaiya is not going to upgrade your status, it shows what your learnt in schools and what you are applying to society. They were beaten in Maharashtra due to large number of migration.

Is this the only solution to problem!! There may be more solutions if we think...

Martin Luther King said:

"Live Like Brothers or The Whole World will Perish"

To name a few achievements, Bihar has recorded highest GDP growth in Last FY and Nitish Kumar, Honorable CM of Bihar has been awarded best Chief Minister in country.

"YOU NEVER WANT CHANGE, YOU DEMAND CHANGE"

Think over all these statements you read above and act as well educated professionals. Help your countrymen, they need you!!

According to 2010 data from the United Nations Development Programme, an estimated 37.2% of Indians live below the country's national poverty line.
India is home to 400,000 - 800,000 street children. The Republic of India is the seventh largest and second most populous country in the world. Due to the acceleration in economic growth, an economic rift has appeared between, with 23 percent of the population living below the poverty line. Owing to unemployment, increasing rural-urban migration, attraction of city life and a lack of political will, India now has one of the largest number of child laborers in the world.

"Invest what you learnt in your education and Harvest a meaning full life"

Albert Einstein said:

"A Life lived for others is only worth living"

Lets help our countrymen! There are many ways!! Find one and do it...

This is all I wanted to convey. Thanks for Reading. :)

Ambala - 7 Years!!

2012-06-04T04:16:00.001+05:30

Yeah! This place was nice one! I learnt my life's best lessons here, starting from my schooling days to the end of college days. It gave me a lot of experience which can't be shared on small canvas. As tweeted by Will Smith below

The most valuable lessons in life cannot be taught, they must be experienced.

— Will Smith Parody (@WilI_Smith) June 2, 2012

Gaining many experiences I am going to start a new chapter of my life soon, here I met many faces, all of different kind, every face defining its own way of life, some influencing, few got influenced, few attacked, few revealed, few touched life deeply.

We have always a lot of facts or matter to share, they are positive and negative, of both kinds. I think positivism will be good here (lol)

A guy from my school, he helped me a lot in learning Hindi of North India. In my south eastern state we have other form of Hindi. ("Mujhe nhi pata" is spoken as "humko kya pata") :P Its just an example, come to Jharkhand sometime and experience it!! I would like to thank him for an Improvement in my Hindi, that is why people of Haryana never thought me to be a Jharkhandi :P, either by my looks they would say "Tu toh South Indian hain na" or assumed me to be local. :D :D

Though spending a lot of time in Haryana, I was also influenced by Punjab :P

Punjabi Food!

Punjabi Style!

Punjabi Language!

. errr... Punjabi Girl too :P (Yup!! Aap me se kuch logo ko kahani pata hi hogi) :D - Never Mind, It was just a LOL (laugh out loud) kind of story.

Better Kept aside! ;)

Chandigarh! Wah! Kya sehar hai... :) It was a nice time spent there two times during summer internships. College time of four years! Unforgettable! Padhai ke time bs padhai thodi aur dhang se kar leni chaie thi, fir sab set hota, but still everything is awesome... :)

Earlier I used to think a lot on times like why it happens with me, now what will I do, what will happen... blah..blah.. But I learnt!!

Everything happens for a reason.

— Will Smith Parody (@WilI_Smith) June 2, 2012

Cheerfulness comes from inside, no one can gift this to you!!

After making mistakes we regret a lot! We waste our time regretting about our past mistakes and crying over it. Instead why don't we think constructively and try to learn from them. "If we spend our whole life regretting things in the past, we'll never get to enjoy the things in our present."

I learnt this too in Ambala (:P)

Everyone makes mistakes. The important thing is that you learn from them & don't repeat them.

— Will Smith Parody (@WilI_Smith) June 3, 2012

One of the quote by Paulo Coelho I would like to share here is:

Trust everybody, but don't sell your sword

— Paulo Coelho (@paulocoelho) June 3, 2012

I guess you beautiful people are smart enough to get this point.

By the way a lot of quotes has been shared till now, so let me proceed with my experience with college, I have seen people complaining. But truly speaking I loved my college since very first day (But the university was seriously worst) :P Whether it was classroom, hostel, canteen or team-work... The best that always came to my mind was "The world is changed by your example, not by your opinion". So I always tried to speak less and work more (kisi mahatma ne kaha bhi h shayad ye pehle, mujhe naam nhi yaad :P )

That is why people also suggested me a lot of times "Speak Something". :P

"Chup kyu rehta hai, kuch bol bhi liya kar" :P

People used to find me boring at times! hahaha....

But this was not always true, many people also found me interesting too :P (Not joking)

This all was my perspective about myself and the change in me (either good or bad) since last seven years!! May be kuch alag lagta ho logo ko mere bare me, but I don't actually care what people think about me... :P

At the end I would like to thank my fellows Jagathi, Anand, Dhairya, Tarun, Nishank, Aivin, Purnima, Sumanpreet, Nitin, Himanshu, Anurag for the time they spent with me. These guys never changed their face, any situation accounted, they stood their for me.

All the hostel and college fellows deserve acknowledgement from my side for teaching me something on their part! So thanks everyone! :)

Kuch naam mai abhi likhna bhool gya hounga, mujhe maaf karna,
lekin dil me aap logon ki jagah hi niraali h!! Zindgi bhar dil me rahegi aapki yaad!!

Few of my Collection of Pics can be seen at: http://mywordsoffaith.wordpress.com/

अनजान राहों पर

2012-05-23T10:03:00.000+05:30

एक डर सा छा रहा है , ना जाने किस ख्वाब का ये साया है

क्यों इतने ख्वाब देखे हमने, आज इसी बात का बस पछतावा है.

शाम ढलती है रोज़ हमारी खिड़की पे, जीने में अब वो मजा नहीं
ऐ खुदा! दिखा दे एक रास्ता, अभी थोड़ी दूर और चलना है हमे.

कल कोई रोया था हमारी बातों पे, वो भी एक क़र्ज़ हो गया
दुःख तो इस बात का है, जो रोया वो बेक़सूर भी अपना था.

जिंदगी हर कदम पर अब मांग रही है हमसे एक हिसाब
कहाँ कहाँ लुटाएं हैं तुने यूँ बेहिसाब.

एक जवाब नहीं है अब हमारे पास , कैसे बताएं आपको

शर्म आती है अब, जब देखते हैं आईने में खुद को.

आता - जाता हर सक्श अब देता है कुछ सुझाव
कैसे समझाएँ उन्हें, कि खो गया है हमारा वो जिंदगी से लगाव .

दो पल चुप बैठ जाओ तो लोग पूछने लगते हैं हाल
क्यों चाहते हो जानना हमारे बारे में!?
कितने खुश थे हम यूँ अनजान.

कोई सहारा भी बना था हमारा, लूट गया सब कुछ वो ही
इस वक़्त ने भी कर दी एक तौहीन , दिखाई वो राह जो थी खुद में अंधी.

वो आसमां भी ना जाने क्यों हँस रहा है देखते हुए हमारी ओर
लगता है अब छूट गयी हमारे हाथ से उस पतंग की कोमल सी डोर .

अनजान राहों पर यूँ ही भटकते जा रहे हैं
ना जाने किसकी तलाश में .

To Nowhere

2012-04-29T01:35:00.000+05:30

Yesterday, at 5.35 in the morning (yes!! in the morning) I was ready to leave my beloved hostel room for an exam which had promised me that it will give me a nice job if and only if I clear that paper beating rest of the best Indian Brains (not less than a lac i suppose) who utilized their past few precious years in the great engineering factories of our nation to learn something.

Anyway in no mood of exam picking up my dirtiest jeans and a faded shirt unwashed but pressed twice (to preserve its brand status). I left hostel in next 10 minutes.

*Please don't doubt I took the shower before wearing all those stuffs

Those ten minutes sound of crushing coals by a mess worker was hitting my head (actually not that much) but it was weird. I thought of transferring some of new songs in my phone to give'em a try during the journey (really transfer speed in Win 8 is awesome, but it may be an illusion of green fancy bar).

Crossing the fence to take the soiled path through farms for highway, I saw sun which was still half showing its face, i clicked a pic (actually two) of it as if it was hiding from someone. Best one of them is below:
(Photo pe jyada mat jao, bhavnao ko samjho)

Listening "Folk tune" by Hari Prasad Chaurasia (I swear I don't know him really) but the flute played in the music was really comparably more soothing than that coal crushing sound.

*The song was given to me by someone who really wanted me to listen that in silence.

With the flute music I crossed whole path through big farms from where the wheat had been harvested recently. With cool wind blowing through, I enjoyed the "Folk Tune".

Reaching the exam center a huge crowd of unemployed people waiting for the gate to be opened, were staring at each other like they are going to take away few scores from them through wireless communication (please mind some electronics) before the exam starts.

A few were really enjoying the wait as if they had come to enjoy the exam which costed 275 bucks (Seriously I could have bought a nice Paulo Coelho's novel out of that). I was also a victim of my own feelings to crack such a high level authentication system (just for description, don't take seriously).

Only for fucking 80 seats ( may be, i don't remember exact), 200 people had gathered in one slot on this day at this center (normally 41 more exists in whole India) which had 2 more slots to go.

OMG! lets do some maths:

1 lac (5 zeros after one actually) X 275 = 275 lacs (again 5 zeros after 275)

(we talk in lacs normally, because don't forget India has 2nd largest population in the world)

so this was, where they made a profit, and only 80 people were going to be selected.

As I earlier said I was in no mood, I still stood there in a queue to get registered for the exam (same as you stand in any Railway Reservation Center, but don't compare the speed of work). They took our finger prints and clicked our photos and we were done.

Then a waiting session for next 1 hour.

Exam Starts at 09:59 am

(In between: I clicked, I slept, I sneezed.... :P )

Exam Ends at 11:59 am

It went well :P (lol) as always it goes well for me only, not for the recruiters... :P

On successful return of hostel (in a TATA NANO) I managed to calculate the expense of the day and guess what I asked myself:

"Where have you been all day?"

"Nowhere" (lol)

# Special Thanks to TATA NANO's boss, who helped me saving at least my 5 bucks!! :)

[Well, thanks for reading. I know this post might be like some torture but thanks for adjusting with it :P ]

*Please mind some grammatical errors. Suggestions welcomed :P

(पूछ लेना अगर समझ में नहीं आया तो कि "Nowhere" क्यों, वैसे तो बुद्धिमान तुम हो ) :D

Disclaimer: I Take No Credit

2012-04-22T03:19:00.003+05:30

Today I start with the following thought and once again after a very long time tamanna hai dil ki bhadaas nikalne ki - (Meri Tamanna) :P.

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My friend Nishank writes:
(https://www.facebook.com/nishrocks/posts/3786926838559)

Nishank Arora

5 hours ago ·

Apni takdeer mein to kuch aise hi silsile likhe hain..
kisine waqt guzarne k liye apna banaya
to kisi ne apna banakar waqt guzaar liya..
(copyrghts resrvd :P)

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Wah wah! (+100 from my Side :P)

I (Raman) would also like to say a few words on this occasion (:P) :

Yahan to bas 'Brand Name' ki hi izzat hai, baaki bhare bazzar me be-izzat hain!!
ae-sameer zara theher toh sahi, waqt bhi yahan nikalne ko hai!!

Kisi ko khush kar bhi dia toh kya, kal khushi se hi wo maa(aaa)r jaenge...
khud ko kehte dost, aur manjar aane par dosti bhi wahi dikha jaenge...

Kya zindgi paise se hi chalegi meri, saanso ka ab kuch mol nahi...
tum toh aae the hume khush krne, ro ke ab khud ja rahe ho...

Kya kho dunga main in rahon me, jo kya maine pa liya tha...
Geeta me Sri Krishna ne bhi kaha h, Arjun ko bhi sab yahin chhod kar jana tha...

Agar ye zindgi mili na mujhe dobara, toh kon dikhaega ye baki k bache hue mele...
Jee lene do na aaj me mujhe bhi, kyu rokte ho iss subah ko khilne se pehle...

Agar aaj na gira toh kal uthunga kaise, thakunga nahi toh sounga kaise...
kisi ko lagi aas mujhse badi h, lautega ghar beta mera kuch ban kr aise...

Pa lenge ek din toh apne manjil ko bhi, par kambakht khwaisen hi kam nhi hoti...
Zindgi choti nahi, par hum isse aur bhi bada bana denge...

Nahi choona hume aasmaan ko, dharti ki god me hi ghar basa lenge...
yaahan bageeche hain bahut, hume kya chand ki chandni se...

Zindagi toh apni bhi haseen hai, rone ke baad ki hasi ka sama khud me rangeen hai,
asmaan ke sitaron ko chhodo, kadmo k pas khili wo kali b muskura rahi h...
Toh aap kyu nahin!!?

Today I Solely Declare "Sabko maaf kia :P"

As Mahatma Gandhi said "The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong."

"Disclaimer: Still!! I Take No Credit" :P :D :D

The Story of Eminent Dreams - III

2012-04-10T02:11:00.000+05:30

(Read Previous Part - I)
(Read Previous Part - II) Continues...

The clouds roaring in the sky slammed the ears of child as if a large sized stone had just fallen on some steel roof. Andy little eyes were ready to see the change after the tears were no more willing to come out of their shelter. For the surprise of mom, Andy liked the place because the neighboring home was full of big goats and small kids. Soon it started raining outside like even the clouds were happy to see the child and the an old man said, "Go home child, You may fell sick".

Andy looked at that big nosed man like as if he is intervening his fun time, he stood in the rain till his mother dragged him to room.

He said, " I hate that big-nosy guy, he was trying to frighten me. But mom, he don't know my papa is hero and he can fight anyone." Mom started laughing and said," No, he is a good man, he helped us in getting this home and you also liked his goats. So, how can he be a bad guy. And don't call him big-nosy guy, he is like your grand-pa."

He angrily kicked the door and said,"I will tell papa, let him come".

It was getting darker and darker, the rain was still on the flow. Sound of water flowing down the hill was making different noises with woods of jungle. No sign of electricity and candles getting low were making mom worry!

But soon papa came back and mom felt relieved.

Andy ran and hugged papa and also he forgot to mention the big-nosy guy, he was angry with. After dinner there was a big nice day waiting for them.

Birds for the name 'cocks' were making sounds since 4:00 am and people were out for work from 6:00 am and soothing wind was blowing outside the home.

Andy woke up and said,"mom! why this roof has so many stains?"

She answered,"its due to rain baby"

He answered as if he understood the reason clearly,"oh! thats why."

He went outside to see those goats again, they were not their and even that big-nosy guy was gone! He thought due to his anger they all left their home. There was a big corroded lock hanging on the broken wooden door. Soon he saw a lot of children going school in white-green school uniform. He thought he should ask mom for school. Mom said,"You will be going in a better school from tomorrow". He was confused,"what is a better school?, Aren't they going to better school? Why should we go to better school?".

He found his old video game in the box and started playing with it and then after getting bored he started looking for other stuffs in the box but he messed up everything and came up with nothing. It was a overall boring day for him. But he was thinking a lot about "Better School".

Papa brought a new white-navy blue uniform for him. He was telling himself, "oh! this is the uniform for Better School".

He was admitted in a Better School where every child was neat and clean, and well equipped with books and all sort of stationary items. He was able to spot the difference between Better school and non-better school students clearly.

While returning from school he again saw those goats and the nosy-guy. He was very happy to see them again and asked the nosy-guy fearlessly,"why did u go away, please never leave this home again, I am sorry!", he started laughing and carried the child in this arms and said," I just went to find some food for them".

That was a happiest moment for him.

He ran home to tell mom that he got the goats back and the big nosy-man is really good.

Playing with big nosy-man and following the instructions of school by his father left him with only few friends who were the goats of man and he himself.

The man was of quite old age and died in next 3 years, everything changed near his home. The goats were gone and there was no big nosy man to laugh with him on his childish jokes. He had few school friends, just as to name because he never interacted with them that much. He became very calm teenager and agreed everyone. No doubt he was sincere but his father always thought that he is not going to be smart ever. He was benevolent in his behavior as his teachers always praised him for this.

He was always overlooked by his father who was misunderstanding his silence of unhappiness into stupidity. According to instructions of his papa he was not mingling with other students of class who mainly belonged to tribal community. But his heart always en-kindled him to make new friends, interact with them and of-course invite then to home over lunch someday. But he had fear about friends' behavior in front of his parents, so he never called anyone to his home and none of students from class knew his address. He had neighbor friends who were in another school but matched the criteria of his father's will. So he used to play with them but always found himself less skilled in everything they did together, either study or games. He was also worried about himself, but a day came when he grew up and was able to interact with the world and that was the time when his wings became unleashed.

He was taking flights in another city far from his parents but one day he realized the moral values his parents gave him during his schooling because while returning home he read in a daily newspaper that few of his classmates who were close to him were locked up in jail because they had joined local rebellion group which worked against government and its policies. They had robbed & murdered many people, they raped poor women and still they called themselves angles for poor tribesman. All the scenes in his mind were flashing like the thunder that strike dark huge clouds to enlighten the darkness even at night. This time rains were his tears which rolled down from his eyes as he realized the father he used to hate since childhood, was the potter of this pot who saved him from evils of society to make him a gentleman.

Time makes what we are! But parents are always with us to supervise for our best!

Trust them! Respect Them!

Nothing is better than family in this unknown world!

Disclaimer: There may be a lot of grammatical errors in this post. Pardon for that please!! :)

He Lives Today & For Years Ahead

2011-12-27T00:47:00.001+05:30

@SrBachchanAmitabh Bachchan

T 534 - My Father wrote his introduction thus -"मिटटी का तन , मस्ती का मन , क्षण भर जीवन मेरा परिचय ..but he lives today and for years ahead (Original Here!!)

The above tweet by Mr. Amitabh Bachchan for his father "Harivansh Rai Bachchan", was the most heart touching statement I saw on twitter.

Wherever we go or however we react, we reflect our parents. Whatever I hated in my childhood thinking them to be just a mist is now a reality of life. He teach us everything we should know from beginning of our life, we don't listen seriously but when it comes to reality then the lessons revolve in mind and the heart says, "My father said the same."

I don't know if it is with everyone or just me, but a reality of life is that, those who never heard his teaching had earned a vault of sickness (of any type) in their life.

Wandering in jungle during a morning walk when I was 7, he said, "Exercise must be in daily routine", I followed him to a playground, we started that day, we were on time daily, but 8 came, then 9 and 10, Papa had less time due to load of work and we both ran out of our routine... Now what... we'll take it later... Read next...

At 10, I was heading to buy a notebook from a shop in market, he said "No". I thought angrily "Why Not?" but had no courage to argue. Mom was told not to give money to child, that was only what I heard then... So What.... We'll take it later... Read Next...

At 11, borrowed an instrument box from a class mate and lost something from it. Consequence was severe, I was in dilemma how to ask papa for paying him back or do what... Finally with some courage I asked, was scolded but papa makes up everything when you are in trouble. He taught me borrow only when it is most important, if you can't avail that thing. Borrowing & sharing are troublesome words, may cause severe hazards if not handled properly. So what... Later Buddy.. Check out next...

Similarly various events in next years of my teenage gave me the thing to make me what I am today.
Always he will be there besides you walking silently reviewing your decisions, either you are learning walk, to ride a bicycle, to choose your college, your bike and everything. He will correct you in his own way.

Walking in a city when he points your torn jeans and asks you, "Is this the way?" You know the answer, but you have to make your eyes see the earth, because you know this is not right and being a grown up you have to make it right on your own.

Roaming in a strange city alone, when my eyes saw the same situation again.
Eyes went wet and heart said, "Now What? Still you need him to guide?, there is no communication between earth & heaven, slow down, watch your step, make him feel proud wherever he is..."
Jeans was folded again with a charm on face & looking at sky I said "Thanks Papa"

Now lets comeback to some consequent events of my teenage... You can yourself relate them to above mentioned precedents.

1. I saw friends, who used to visit shop at early ages(not everyone) had a bad habit of wasting money on unwanted things. Few went to drinking and smoking at 13 only.

2. Few guys went to stealing, were found in theft due to borrowing and paying back of unnecessary items. Some were indulged in gambling and betting, finally ruining their career.

I did forget the first one which everyone think in their 30-35s that they need to loose weight & want to remain fit. Hahaha... its quite obvious but if I had listened to Papa, I wouldn't have gained a weight of 80 in my Matriculation.

So, these are only few such precedents & their consequent, a lot are there, but they can't be expressed even on the canvas of sky...
Listen what he is saying, make him feel proud before its too late... :)
Thanks for Reading!! :)

Dichotomy - The Life in Parts!

2011-11-20T01:42:00.001+05:30

Was that dusk or the rise, life in favor of me or am I favoring the life...
If the end of beauty is so damaging, why does beauty exist...

Hey!!Life, that was me who said you are actually beautiful, if beauty lies in the eyes of viewer.

Yups!! May be I was wrong, if something i thought to be beautiful, had another side also which was unveiled, either I didn't see that or didn't wanted to look at that. Isn't that Optimism, If I love the beauty only, not the other side... ?? I heard hundreds of chores of travelers & ~~sufferers~~, optimists, but I didn't agree, finally beauty of life said look into my wet eyes and understand the pain of those who had their pilgrimage here. I explored the blasphemy of non observers and looked straight for the flooding path, with a courage of an ant in wind, that was me who unloaded the sheds of black clouds, Was that me? ~~Really~~? Ask Life, did it see me there? Nope!!

It saw the aurora of fame, with an illusion of shame...

Clouds never rained there again... but that was not meant to be a place for those who were insane..

The love for beauty died and the ashamed pilgrim swallowing a big cup of poison tried to cure himself, the amazing life would someday be amazed by itself... It assassinated someone who had a seed of honesty, unknowingly, that was meant for Life's garden only...

Hey Life!! ~~What you did~~?? ~~Whom you killed??~~ Or was that your blessing??
Don't regret Dear Life, someday a new seed will sprout and heading towards the sun, it will show its bravery, that day you will be ~~ashamed~~, ~~jealous~~, proud of it...

You will demand more seeds, but on that day of Dichotomy, you won't be able to adjust your own conflict, because if the trust today lies betrayed, someday it will be your regret!! I will RISE!

Perhaps the sea's definition of a shell is the pearl. Perhaps time's definition of coal is the diamond
- Kahlil Gibran

P.S.: May be this post would appear somewhat unsustainable. Few things in life should remain as it is, it must not be altered. Click here!! to read a post on "Dichotomy of life"...

Life is Beautiful!!

2011-11-01T02:09:00.001+05:30

Is the life beautiful?

Of Course yes!! Beauty lies in the eyes of observer.
Life is what you make it. few people end up making hell for themselves. Life is all yours, God has gifted you a packet, the more your explore, the more you enjoy. So, give up bad thoughts, past regrets & forget pains. Cheer & explore the life.
Life waits for our effort to explore it. Our every move defines our way of life, so everything is in our hand. We can control our own life easily.

If you have regrets, forget them... Each day starts with a new sunshine, one should start their life everyday. Imagine that flower which blooms for a single day but make this beautiful world more beautiful by adding its own fragrance and color. So, why can't we!! Get Up!! Look Around, live your life, love your life... Smile a Bit & Life will smile with you.

Don't hesitate in helping others, "A life lived for others is worth living". When you help others, you spread love & by the law of attraction you attract more love & affection for yourself.
"The More you Share, the More you get".
Spread Smiles :)
<3 love your life...

The Time You start feeling happiness, it never stops. So, Start feeling now!!
Go!! Open the Gift of God!! Life waits for you... :)

I am happy today!! U know Y??
May be because its 1st November 2011 :P hahahaha!! There is no reason for happiness... Be happy always... :)

In Thee, O Lord, I Put My Trust...

2011-10-31T01:55:00.000+05:30

Yesterday I came across a poem from "Psalm". As in Oxford Dictionary:- Psalm Means a song, poem or prayer that praises God, especially one in the Bible.

Actually the Book of Psalms commonly referred to simply as Psalms, is a book of the Hebrew Bible and the Christian Bible. Taken together, its 150 poems "express virtually the full range of Israel's religious faith. I think it is quite heart touching poem, which must be shared, it gave me relief from internal disturbances going in my mind.

Here Continues the Poem:

In Thee, O Lord, I put my trust;
Shamed let me never be;
O save me in Thy righteousness,
Give ear, and rescue me.
Be Thou my rock, my dwelling place,
Forever mine, as now;
Salvation Thou hast willed for me,
My rock and fortress, Thou.
Deliver me from wicked hands,
Save me from men unjust,
For Thou, Jehovah, art my hope,
From youth Thou art my trust.
Thou hast upheld me in Thy grace,
From childhood’s early days;
To Thee from whom I life received
Will I give constant praise.
Though troubles great o’ershadow me,
Thou art my refuge strong,
My mouth shall praise Thee all the day,
Thine honor be my song.
Cast me not off when hoary age
Becomes my weary lot,
And in the days of failing strength
Do Thou forsake me not.
My foes are strong and confident
For I to them appear
As one forsaken by his God,
With none to help me near.
My God, be Thou not far from me,
Make haste to hear my call;
Ashamed, consumed be all my foes,
Dishonored let them fall.
But I will ever hope in Thee,
My ceaseless praise is Thine;
I will declare Thy countless deeds
Of truth and grace divine.
Yea, I will tell the mighty acts
Performed by God the Lord;
Thy righteousness and Thine alone,
With praise I will record.

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Winners of Giveaway (McDonalds Coupons)

2011-10-30T20:09:00.000+05:30

1. Navin Yadav 1st Year ACE (Hostler).
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Please collect your coupon by 5:00pm tomorrow & use it tomorrow only.
THANX!!

The Story of Eminent Dreams - II

2011-10-03T00:09:00.004+05:30

(Read Previous Part) Continues...

The boy was confused with all the questions at a single time, he replied innocently my home is there pointing outside the window (the big man smiled), and my father today dropped me at school ( now the boys on first bench laughed).

He innocently turned his face and started looking at them and thought 'how funny I am!!" :)

The Day passed with the Introduction in school and when the school was over, Andy was waiting for his papa outside the gate, but no one was visible on either sides of road. Waiting for more than half an hour, he didn't crossed the school gate as instructed by papa.

Then suddenly a jeep roaring from a downhill road came and for his surprise it was his papa who was driving the jeep. Andy was in doubt but didn't asked about the jeep. They went home, he ran towards mom with a childish excitement to know what was the matter with the jeep & papa. But before his query he was astonished to see that everything was packed with brown covers as if they are going to be sold. He directly went to his room and his face went down on seeing nothing was left there, few tears rolled down his chick. He ran to mom and asked wheres my piano and teddy bear, my cars n that white train?? Mom said "Andy! my son, they have been packed", we are moving to another town. "But Why??", Andy shouted in despair.

"I liked this home, I am not going anywhere, mom please.... "

Mom hugged Andy and said,"we are going to a better place, You will have a huge park to play, u will have your own see-saw, a lot of new friends, a better school".

Soon everything was being placed on a giant huge truck for movement. Andy with his wet eyes holding mom's hand going out of his beloved home... Soon, they were in the jeep driving through the dense meadows and evening was fading to night with few stars coming up in the clear sky. Andy fell asleep in the arms of his mother...

Breeze was unusually so cool that day, as if they didn't wanted Andy to leave the place, but the kiddo was in dreams and moving....

Read Next Part :)

Retouch of Life!!

2011-09-25T16:55:00.004+05:30

The Day of Saturn, It was 20.10 and Surfing through the book of Faces founded by Mr. Mark Zuckerberg, I
found a poem which is really cool and its quite similar to a poem which touched my heart when I was 13, and
still resides in my heart. You can read that poem at "Slow Dance"!!

Revisit Yourself

When you get what you want in your struggle for self,
and world makes you king for a day,
just go to a mirror & look at yourself,
and see what that man has to say.

for it isn't your father or mother or spouse,
whose judgment upon you must pass.
the fellow whose verdict counts most in your life,
is the one staring back from the glass.

some people might think you are a straight shooting chum,
and call you a wonderful guy.
but the man in the glass says you're only a bum,
if you can't look straight in the eye

He's the fellow to please, leave out all the rest,

for he's with you up to the end.

and you have passed the toughest test,

if the man in the glass is your friend.

You may fool the whole world down your pathway of years,

and get pats on the back as you pass.

but your final reward will be guilt and tears,

if you have cheated the man in the glass.

I would like to thank my friend K.Jagathi for sharing this poem with us...

The Story of Eminent Dreams - I

2011-03-31T14:42:00.002+05:30

Father to the son," Make Friendship With Good People Only", "Be careful in school, you are going to school for your future not for friendship, don't get indulged into bad activities, sit on the first bench & develop good habits and don't be friends with guys having bad habits".

The boy moved to school with a bit of fear in his heart that what will happen if he didn't get first bench vacant, What if the boy sitting next to him has bad habits...

The boy reached school & went to assembly ground for morning prayer, he found other pupils playing there, they were running, laughing... But the boy followed the queue of the sincere students & waited for the morning prayer to start.

Prayer started with the word "Om", but he didn't knew what this word exactly meant. There were a lot of unknown words in the prayer verses which were strange to him, he thought that school was also a strange place for him so it doesn't matter for listening strange words here. The prayer was over but his strange thoughts continued. In a few minutes the queue of sincere pupils carried him to classroom. Luckily he got the first seat in class. Students were staring at him like they hadn't seen a boy like him ever before. He was little bit frightened & scanned the whole class with his small blinking eyes.

The small girls were making a lot of noise by chatting with each other. Few boys were playing with Chalks & dusters, the boy was observing everything sitting calmly. He saw two boys were kneeling down on the floor by the order of a boy wearing full sleaves shirt. His heart was pounding with excitments he saw at everyone's face but he was fearing to join the crowd for creating nuisance. Finally he couldn't control his desire, he stood up & went to the boy wearing full sleaves shirt and innocently asked him,"Can I also play with you?". He gripped his hand & took him back to his seat and said,"Listen I am the class monitor & we are not playing here, they are being punished for making noise, now sit down & don't move here and there".

He thought," wow!! Schools are so funny, punishments are like fun games and people are indulged in their own activities and no mom!!, no dad!!, no force to study". Finally the classroom goes silent like a deserted graveyard, he looked up and found a big man standing in front of him. The big man said," Hello!! Can't you see everyone here is standing." The boy didn't even knew when to stand up and sit down, what to say, how to react...

He was nervous. Some mild voice came from behind saying,"Sir, he is new in school". "Okay", said the big man," whats your name my boy?"

The boy said nothing, because he was too nervous to react. "Sir, his name is Andy", again a mild voice from back benches.

"Okay! buddy welcome to new school, now onwards whenever you will come across any of the teachers, you have to wish him by saying G-OO-D M-O-R-N-I-N-G Sir or madam by standing on your seat, understood??", Teacher, the big man said.

The boy nodded as he learnt a new thing.

When everyone seated, the teacher called Andy and said," Your Roll No. is 49", "Where is your home, what your father do..."?, he queried.

Continued on The Story of Eminent Dreams- II & The Story of Eminent Dreams- III :)

History Repeats Itself, Coz Nobody Listens To !!

2011-03-31T13:38:00.001+05:30

I learnt this quote for the first time in a mail from my friend, this quote touched my heart & i realized the truth behind this sentence.

Yesterday (30th March 2011) Indian Cricket team defeated Pakistan by 29 runs in 2nd Semifinal of ICC World Cup 2011 & my mind instantly said "The History Repeats, India again in final after a break of eight long years".

By the way I have been waiting long for writing something on Repetition of History, but didn't get something hot in it... Also History has always been a boring subject for me because "They fought, ruled, died on that day n blah blah..." Why do I need to learn the dates? I never understood the fact behind cramming the dates... Thank God, I am a science Student... :P

"History Repeats Itself, Coz Nobody Listens To !!"

This may be a contradictory statement (of course for me also) but a nice one!! I have seen on Google, when I typed these words there, the results were some quotes by George Bernard Shaw & in case of Images a few combined pics of Adolf Hitler & George W Bush. Do they resembled similarities? May be but they are none of my business, so lets move on with the previous topic.

As few days ago I was reading the novel 'Like The Flowing River' by 'Paulo Coelho', there was a short story I came across 'The Second Chance'. The story depicts how the Life always gives us another chance to eradicate our mistakes & resolve everything, it depends on us how we grasp the clues & how we act!! The story says that once the author during a trip to some city visited a church & refused to buy a book written by the Priest. But later he lamented on his own decision of refusal. So, after four years he again visited that church to buy the book but he was highly disappointed on knowing that the Priest died the previous year. But some of the signs depicted that he should visit the church because the book was still waiting for him & then he went to church to buy the book, a new priest who was previous one's brother gave him the book & said him that the priest would now be feeling happy even from the heaven as his book was so important for someone that the buyer came from other city. The most amazing moment came when the Brother of Priest Chanted the same wordings of his brother to the Author "Doesn't the inside of the church look lovely in the afternoon sun!" The Same words were uttered by the Father four years ago.

"LIFE ALWAYS GIVES US A SECOND CHANCE." :-)

God Bless You All !!