Mujtaba

The Words That Changed My Life.

Mujtaba — Fri, 21 Jan 2011 12:48:42 +0000

There are moments that change your life. There are words that haunt you and shake you from within. They change your perspective and they change the way you deal with things in life. I bring forward some of those words that have effected me the most.

7. If you want it for yourself , then you’ve got to get it yourself. –

This quote taught me to be remain self-dependent through-out my life. It gives me a reason to work a little harder.

6. Its nice for your heart to skip a beat once in a while but it would be nicer if it does when you start earning your own money.

My Class 7th teacher Usha Ma’am was telling this to someone else but it somehow hit me the hardest.

5. He didn’t prosper because he didn’t do anything new.

Dad once said to me when he showed a shopkeeper in Lucknow’s busiest market and said he is where he was 20 years before. I knew it then and there that if you have to succeed keep trying new things.

4. Mujtaba, do what you feel like but remember , you are responcible for every step you take and every move you make.

Last words of my principal before I was leaving the school. These words have somehow stayed with me the most.

3.If you think life will get easier then you mistaken. It will get tougher and tougher as days will pass on.

Its very rare when my dad talks and when he talks he makes sense. These were the words he said to me while sending me off to the first day of my college.

2. If every thing happens according to your will then its good, if it doesnt then its better coz if it doesnt happen as per your wish then its happening as per God’s Wish and He knows best.

1. Electrical Engg -externals 30/100 internals 30/100.

I already had failed in 3 papers and had i got 1 marks less in internals or externals then i would have been sent back to first year, that would have meant end of studies for me.

It isn’t time that’s passing by- Ruskin Bond

Mujtaba — Sat, 11 Sep 2010 14:03:17 +0000

Remember the long ago when we lay together
In a pain of tenderness and counted
Our dreams: long summer afternoons
When the whistling-thrush released
A deep sweet secret on the trembling air;
Blackbird on the wing, bird of the forest shadows,
Black rose in the long ago summer,
This was your song:
It isn’t time that’s passing by,
It is you and I.
— Ruskin Bond

Failure is never final

Mujtaba — Fri, 29 May 2009 17:51:48 +0000

They say that the end justifies the means. My last few days at college were filled with anger , despair, a feeling of helplessness and most importantly extreme frustation. These wild emotions incessantly resonated inside me through-out my stay at IIMT last year and my last few days were no different. These feelings do not die easily and slowly eat your soul. My elders told me that heaven and hell lies on earth itself and we get punished for our deeds in this very life. I know for what i was punished but today I feel like as if my days of penance are over . Now whatever happens to me can’t be as bad as circa 2008-2009. But you can ‘t be sure what life has in store for you. My dad once told me that life gets harder and harder with every passing day. I do believe in what he said but one thing is for sure that i am better prepared to meet the life then ever before and that too with a gentle smile. College is an institution and no matter how bad any particular college can be, still it teaches a world of good to you. My college taught me that how so ever bad things might be, but you still can work to do some “damage control” , else the things might become bad still. Tenacity brings luck but more importantly it brings you out of mess. A youngster need to have a tenacious and a never say die attitude . Tough people last but tough time doesnt. My SSB inteview in August 2008 brought a whole new Mujtaba in me. I realised the importance of positive thinking and found strength in the idea of perseverance. People make a living accumulating small successes time to time but look at me i have met failure at every corner of my life still i believe that those failures collectively would pronounce as a huge success one day. Now thats what I call optimism. But seriously i do have reason behind this logic. I never made a century and got out at 99 everytime but one day those 99 runs every time could well make me the highest run getter of all times. Insnt it.!!!!!

The War brings out the devil within us

Mujtaba — Wed, 20 May 2009 16:55:12 +0000

The bodies of the family members of the notorious terrorist Prabhakaran were found yesterday in a pile of 18-20 bodies in the Nandikadal channel area. His wife Mathivathani Erambu, daughter Duwaraka and his younger son Balachandran were killed by the army. Although prabhakaran was a threat to Sri Lanka but i believe that his family could have been spared. The 13 year old boy Balachandran was defence less. atleast the ladies must have been given a different treatment. When you do not behave in a gentleman’s way with someone then how come you deserve or demand a gentlemen’s behaviour. Prabhakaran was no doubt a terrorist but the modern day army should have some values and ethics. It was really bad to see the fate of the family of the slained terrorist. Although I have no symapathy waht so ever with the LTTE chief but i still believe in giving respect to the defenceless.

The war brings out the evil within us and we finally become the person whom we hate so much. The tough hand with which the people in war effected zone were held shows that with success a lot of arrogance do comes naturally. The civilians were brutally murdered and i believe what will happen if more ‘prabhakaran’ get born from the ruins of this catastrophe. Army is after all an organised unit and it should refrain itself from getting in the human rights violations. Old vedas and history of India taught me that in the early days when the war used to be fought then rules were followed.Sarthi( driver of the rath) was never targeted. This shows that we were more civilised in the past and as the time went by we became more and more barbarous. I am of an opinion that even in the wake of a war one should not forget the value of an innocent life. What happened with Prabhakaran was all right but his family did not deserve what happened to them. The Sri Lankan Army became a terrorist to kill a terrorist.

Kudos to you- Puja, Neera and Shubhra

Mujtaba — Wed, 29 Apr 2009 03:36:18 +0000

The amount of courage that mother nature bestowed upon the heart of a mother is endless. A mother when fears the existence of her child become capable of unmatched grit and valor, she does the impossible and fights the world singlehandedly. A unique ability that no other being possess or might ever dare to achieve. Puja Chopra has been crowned as new Miss India. The success of Puja Chopra vindicated her mothers decision of leaving her father after he neglected his daughters. Neera Chopra, the mother of the current Famina Miss India Puja Chopra , is a women of resolve. She brought up her two daughters, Shubhra and Puja, all by herself after she was forced out of the house of her husband, when Puja was just 20 days old and Shubhra was just 7 years old. Puja proved no matter how much the odds are against you still all it takes to prove your worth is just a little courage stirred gently in a cup of patience. She should more aptly be termed as the Destiny’s Child. She came from a very humble family and saw a lot of hardships. Mother saw fighting her saw through abject poverty all alone and she gave what ever she could give, still the family of three females were more or less hand to mouth most of the time. Her mother recalls how her elder daughter would save her food so that she could give it to her younger sister the next day for lunch. All the possible problems could not keep her mother away from dreaming of a day when her daughter would do her proud. The faith in her eyes kept her going while her worked 16-18 hours in a Hotel and still managed to give odd tuitions in whatever time she managed. Neera , remembers how her husband neglected her after she could not give him a male child. The apathy and neglect forced her to choose between her husband or her daughters. She choose her daughters and decided to fight her way and prove her husband wrong , who thought daughters were worthless. Today when Puja became Miss India then a good chunk of her success should be owed to the courage of her mother and sister. I salute you Mrs Neera Chopra. You are a fountain of inspiration. A lot of women today are fighting their small wars at the battlefronts confined within the boundaries of their own houses. Women are fighting to keep their marriage alive and are silently bearing the physical and verbal abuse. A mentality of the world is still biased towards the male counterpart. May be I believe that men know deep down inside them that women are more powerful and if they will allow them to rise then they might displace them from their position in the society. The world was shocked by the images of Taliban punishing a woman by whipping her publically. The world stood up protesting against it and quite rightly so. But let me remind you that a lot of women still face the neglect and abuse all across the world. The only difference is that it is not public. Both form of crime against women is heinous. For the sake of keeping their marriages intact women choose to say nothing. I just cant think of the trauma and the pressure that goes in their minds. A lot of you may say that the things have improved but I believe a lot needs to be done. The men needs to give up the idea of supremacy and realize that the equality of stature of women. I have heard about the evolution of species. Think what would happen if the women would evolve themselves against all the crime committed against them and biologically decide to give birth to only female child. If the crime shall persist then the evolution could continue and then the male female ratio could drop significantly. Then one day would come when the current species of men would phase out and a different, less strong species of men would come into being. They would be ruled by women then. The women would then take the upper hand. Then every body in the Government would be Women and men would cry for getting a 30 % quota in the parliament and they will be declined. They would only fight election if their criminal wife is not allowed to contest. Men would be sexually abused at the busses, train or the area of public transport etc. Men would fear going out alone in the dark and they would read about the golden days of history when they used to rule the world. I wish that that day should not come therefore I plead to all my brothers to kindly spread the awareness about the equality of gender and try to respect the other sex as well. By the time this doesn’t happen all I say is that- Kudos to Womenhood.

Highway Of LiFe !!..!!

zoyarasool — Thu, 16 Apr 2009 07:18:20 +0000

A sabulous stroll down the memory lane;
On the variegated chariot of delight.
Amidst the rocky narrow streets of pain;
sometimes to the exquisite ecstatic height…

Where some effulgent moment continue to shine on…
With some cimmerian nights eclipsing the sheen f joy.
And ailing agonies dashing to the island f grief..
And pleasures weaving an illusionary decoy…

Rejuvenating the past with the essence f remembrances;
And living in that few moments the span f years.
There lies a dry crumpled rose still full f fragrances;
Chanting softly the saga f some unshrinking distances….

Coming back to present with some tears & smiles;
With your love shining bright,can walk an extra mile.
Not the candid hours:memorable moments r worth while;
They are what make us whole,no matter if they are volatile……

The longing to relive some moments intense!!!!!!!!!
The desire to embrace the warmth of words unsaid…
With hope that sunny days will be back again…….
Compensating with love n care for my embroiled pains…….

The Art Of Letting Go..!!..

zoyarasool — Tue, 14 Apr 2009 10:26:43 +0000

Letting go is hard,but it is an essential part of our Life.And unless you learn ,how to let go – whether it’s your toy when you’re a child and need to give it away because you’re too old for it,or your first love who for some reason cannot be yours – you will never grow .You will have feelings of hurt,remorse guilt and self-pity,but once you acknowledge those feelings.and understand why letting go will in turn ,later benefit you and those around you,the process will become easy to tackle..

Why..??..

We are all wired differently.So,quite naturally,when what you think will happen does not happen,it leaves you angry ,upset and hurt.However when you cool down and look back to see what you learnt from the experiences,you will begin to understand a couple of things -it was never meant to be yours because your personalities mismatched and-you can never change anybody forcibly,but you can try to change yourself. And once you let go,you also realise there is a world outside the one you were clinging on to.Also,everything is predestined,and if you believe in the purity of your self then hold tight one belief that God can never do to you what is wrong.He is the only one who helps us to cruise through every tough time.He loves us too much to embroil us with pain for too long.

Letting go revitalises your body and mind like nothing else can.It is easy to let go.Acknowledge the hurt and pain in first place.Life is unfair.Accept that.Nobody gets dealt with same set of cards.There is happiness and sorrow in different parts of everyone’s lives,only we dont know is when we have to go throughh our share of eacch.

Life is too short to hold on to anything.This is the time to let go.Do it mentally first..MOVE ON…

Dont let it stagnate to a pool of regrets,hatred and old grouses.Grow up.Choose to be joyous and happy..

“Time moves only forward.It leaves the past behind.To be liberated is to switch our minds off and erase the old files.We can take a tip from time -Leave the past where it belongs …in the past…..

Move on..Life is beautiful..Hold it with both your hands and just realise how lucky and blessed you are..

Make most of every moment and you will never run out of reasons to smile and celebrate..

Inshallah..

Lucknow Gets A New Sister City- Brisbane

Mujtaba — Sun, 29 Mar 2009 07:22:32 +0000

Lucknow’s Mayor has recieved an invitation from Brisbane City Council to establish a sister city relationship between them. It is a marvellous opportunity whose mere thought gives immence pleasure to the Lucknowites.
Lucknow would be the first city in india to have such honour. Currently, Brisbane has various sister cities, including Kobe (Japan), Semarang (Indonesia), Auckland (New Zealand), Chongquing (China), Kaohsiung (Taiwan),Daejeon (Korea) and Abu Dhabi (United Arab Emirates).

Although its hard to believe that the condition of Lucknow would improve but surely in days you would probably see shops around brisbane selling banarasi pan and people roaming around in Kurta-payjamas with rich embroidery…….the sky of brisbane will be populated with colourfull kites flying all over it. The attitude of those people is likely to metamorphose into a much more complicated one. Those people will be affected by our life style and hence will become more laid-back and give into a princely swagger. People in brisbane could now be spotted fighting in a more polite tone because all these things are the very basic traits of us lucknowites…..this is what we are known for. This is to say tha if brisbane would be linked to us then they can not evade from getting a touch of our soul.

A PAK Of Cards

Mujtaba — Thu, 05 Mar 2009 09:21:10 +0000

The cricketing world was shocked by the attack on the lankan team but to sincerely speak,i wasnt. As an Indian i felt vindicated on the fact that our government did the correct thing by not sending our nation cricket team to a terrorised and almost a terrorist country-Pakistan.
Sri Lankans were very restless to play cricket in pak in the wake of our rejection. They were trying to be our substitute and now i believe that they would not even go to any place where us indians will deny going( not even in there own back yards).
On the more lighter note , i believe that this attack must have been funded by the pakistani bowlers.(hehehe)Samaravera along with fellow lankan batsmenwere piling on double centuries. had the tour gone ahead then many of the cricketing records would have been shattered.
But the Lahore commissioner thinks otherwise.He childishly pointed the finger on the big brother country-India. I ask him,how would he explain the so-called “indian terrorists” coming to Pakistan , easily firing bullets, rocket launchers, grenades in such a high security area and then calmly dissapearing into thin air of bazaars of Lahore. This would happen only if the pakistanis were extremely fond of indians and would prefer to die before letting anybody know about the whereabouts of the attackers.
Interestingly the commissioner Hamid Gul is himself an ex ISI top agent.this makes me think that pakistani people are such morons to let such idiots work in their intelligence services. Sadly he isnt the only idiot. One other man called Imran Khan once said that “The Indian team need not fear about any attacks because if the terrorists would attack then they will loose all the moral ground in a cricket crazy country. ” today he again opened his mouth by saying” There is no way one can deny that Pakistan is not safe now.No country will want to send its players here for any tournament.this must be the handywork of outsiders”.
You know what i wish to say to Imran-” Dude !!! Grow Up.Clean your mess then blame others…..or else the time will prove you wrong like it just blown our assurance of no attack on cricketers theory”.
Lastly i wish to say that may the Lankan cricketers recuperate fast and start playing soon……
Let there be Peace.

Hey Girl you are stronger than me !!!!

Mujtaba — Fri, 23 Jan 2009 14:12:53 +0000

She met me with a warm smile but soon i could make out how fake it was.

I had known her for almost a decade and she has been really close to me. Last year she went to Gurgaon to work in an automobile company. To cut the long story short she had to face lewd comments and had to fight with perverts to guard her space. As far as i knew her she never believed in the saying ‘ if you can not beat them, join them’. Therefore she fought, for she always has been a fighter. After a while she changed her job but was not at all amused by the incedent and was quite disturbed by it.

Last week when i met her she told me story when i pressed her a lot. She asked me a simple question of which i had no answers. She said” Mujtaba,Why is it so tough to be a girl”. I joked and said” Hey i’ve been a boy all my life how can i know” but deep down inside i had no answers, just a helpless silence overpowered me. i felt bad and wished i could help her someway but in this big, bad world i am an insignificant force.

I sometime ponder that with all the degrees and percentages if we cannot learn how to treat a lady then what is the social importance of it.i read about the gender inequality being prevelent in old times, in lesser educated areas but quite lately i realised the fast paced big city people can be far more ugly and henious than we imagined. The world is fake far more cruel to the weaker sex. With all the pain they actually go through this terminology lost its meaning. The fairer sex is actually far more understanding and stronger and no longer deserves to be called a weaker one.But i guess they have always been like this.I salute them.

The world is fast changing but the trials and tribulations of the women remains the same. The trauma that they face makes the face of this world far more ugly . We call ourselves a free nation but how free are we when women,the better half of the population cannot walk with a fearless mind. .Its so easy to be afraid for someone we know and fight with the menace and when its concerned with a girl we dont know then we conveniently become the menace ourselves.i feel I share the guilt myself being a man.It must be quite abrupt for the ladies to go through the searching eyes of strangers everyday. i would have wept out of humiliation but thats what make the women so strong. Thank god I am a man.

There are few ugly things and you cannot do anything about it.Its a shame that your sisters and close friends have to go through all the madness alonebut one could only wish that world can one day will come out of the rags and clutter and transform into a beautiful place for our daughters before its too late.

with a silent prayer…….