tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901Mon, 22 Sep 2025 18:52:31 +0000lifeIIT Guwahatipsychologystrugglediscussionexaminationfailurefrustrationeducation systemfearmotivationsuccessaspirationblog writingboredombraindeathdecisiondreamsfriendshopelovesuicidethoughtstrue incidentCSEIIT-JEEMaturityambitionblame gamefunhumansmysterypoemAdultCopenhagenEnvironmentaccidentaddictionchildhoodcomputersearthfacebookglobal crisisguiltlazinesslossluckmother naturepeaceplacementplanrandomreaderssensitivetrysafety-valve for a confused mindhttp://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)Blogger55125en-usnosafety-valve for a confused mindnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-179983011844115529Fri, 12 Jul 2013 18:55:00 +00002013-07-13T00:25:18.004+05:30 A flash of agitation passed through the baby's face, head leaned back and jerked so violently that its entire body shuddered. No one was disturbed, no one took notice of the sneezing baby, except for one man who sat right across the noisy room who was brought back to reality by the jerking motion that seemed to be demanding attention. As if to mirror that baby, the man jerked as well, a http://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2013/07/coffee-with-self.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-4430843023098245715Tue, 12 Mar 2013 07:58:00 +00002013-03-12T13:28:45.951+05:30 They say that how you see the world is a reflection of what's cooking in your own head. Fear seeks fear, love finds love and happiness meets happiness. Is that true? If yes, what does a repetitive, unexplained, sensation of being jolted mean? Living in a tectonically active zone, every such jolt makes me stand up ready to run for safety, only to realize that the jolt was only inside my head. I http://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2013/03/jolts-of.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-7647918680560815260Thu, 28 Feb 2013 14:23:00 +00002013-02-28T19:53:03.450+05:30 Have you given an exam where you know little? You can't say you know nothing, because you have read something, but you don't expect yourself to excel at the test. The test kicks off and you go around fiddling with the paper; turning it over, looking for the questions that you think you can solve. You don't solve them right away, but you just glance through them to make you feel you know http://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2013/02/out-of-time.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-2440386733345573092Wed, 02 Jan 2013 19:58:00 +00002013-01-03T01:28:29.549+05:30 "Pen pal? What does that mean?", I had innocently asked my English teacher. Having studied in different schools at different cities, I find it hard to remember when and where exactly did I ask this question, but I have a clear memory of coming across this term in a classroom - or a memory hardened by my belief of it being true. In any case, the answer came as quite a surprise to me. Never beforehttp://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2013/01/pen-pal.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-5134439577659306166Tue, 16 Oct 2012 14:49:00 +00002012-10-16T20:19:25.059+05:30 "The question isn't who you are. The question is : who did I turn out to be ? Who am I to you ? Are faded chalk marks and scratches on the floor the only evidence that I was here., or did some scribbled note, some fragment of a proof invert your perception of the world, even confirm it, cementing what you knew in your heart to be true with the balance of left column to right? What footprints http://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2012/10/how-many-lives-have-i-touched.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-9104937912389912968Sun, 10 Jun 2012 09:49:00 +00002012-06-10T15:19:44.178+05:30 How do you distinguish between what you like and what you want to like ? Irritating question, right ? I know what you are thinking, "This guy's a nut-head. What does that question even mean ?" I won't blame you for having those thoughts because I am not even certain if there is a difference, but I have only a slightest bit of doubt. A parent wanting a boy but ending up with a girl. The girl http://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2012/06/any-thoughts-part-1.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-9144804816736427653Wed, 14 Mar 2012 15:14:00 +00002012-03-14T20:44:52.764+05:30blog writingreadersOnce it was just a portal of my thoughts, Now a window into my head. Once the outcome of a long process, Now the initiator of those thoughts. This OUTLET, which was once an escape spot, Is what makes me feel connected to the world. Those particular set of eyes drive me; I haven't seen them yet, and wonder if I ever will. Still I am left wondering, what they make of me. It could be yours, or http://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2012/03/what-was-once-mine.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-436719720836349896Sun, 04 Dec 2011 20:39:00 +00002011-12-05T02:34:51.755+05:30 Thoughts of loss and achievement, Hope and despair; Fear and freedom, Love and loss. I know not what I think, I know not what I fear, I know not what I want, As it struggles to come out. Memories of the past Interweave with the visions for the future. A momentary feeling of achievement Followed by a prolonged hollowness. Words only pollute it; Pollute the joyous moments from the past, Or http://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2011/12/crucible-of-thoughts.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-5399423912795886347Fri, 28 Oct 2011 21:57:00 +00002011-10-29T04:09:02.335+05:30 All throughout school, and life, we are taught to 'try and try until you succeed'. Failure is not when you don't achieve a goal, but when you stop trying. Some people, like me, are willing to give things 'yet another' shot imagining a world where each attempts gets you closer to the dream; hence, that 'yet another' shot might be the last required. I can't help but quote Thomas Edison, Many of http://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2011/10/giving-up.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-5491187527516363472Sun, 14 Aug 2011 16:54:00 +00002011-08-14T22:25:12.947+05:30dreamsfailurefearpoemsuccess How many of you have been in a situation where a part of you wants to stay but you must leave a place. All you want is someone to call out from the back and suggest an alternative or offer you to stay. What do you do ? How long do you wait for someone to call out ? What if no one does ? What if someone does call out but yet the reason/excuse they offer is not convincing to you ? Now picturize http://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2011/08/waiting-for-someone-to-change-my-mind.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-1752996891289148267Tue, 14 Jun 2011 19:12:00 +00002011-06-15T00:42:34.856+05:30lifeluckThere are times when you want something, have wanted it for quite sometime and have always imagined what it would feel like to finally have it. Then, comes a time, when there's an opportunity ; an opportunity to go out and get it; an opportunity to fulfill your dream. Having learnt from a lot of your mistakes in the past, you overcome your fears and leap forward. As you inch closer, its seems http://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2011/06/beyond-me.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-8264563451450454165Thu, 09 Jun 2011 20:02:00 +00002011-06-10T01:32:58.095+05:30addictionfacebookRecently, I came across a very generic definition of addiction. According to the definition, a person could be called addicted to an activity if these traits could be associated with it :- The lack of the activity causes stress/discomfort/uneasiness. The activity (especially if done after long) causes the feeling of 'relief'. Another slightly feeble, but important, trait associated with http://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2011/06/addicted.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-3414676461530732389Fri, 27 May 2011 19:36:00 +00002011-05-28T01:06:52.384+05:30lifesensitivethoughtsAlmost six months ago, a simple statement in a chat stirred up a thought that has taught me a lot about myself. Discussing about something with a friend, she somehow said that I was "sensitive". First response was to deny it. It was like an allegation; a sin, that I just couldn't merely accept to have commited. Then came the realizatiion phase, when I realized that there might be some truth in http://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2011/05/sensitivity-vs-sensibility.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-8586744066307377380Tue, 12 Apr 2011 12:18:00 +00002011-04-12T18:22:53.433+05:30IIT-JEElifelosssuccessIts something about this 'date' that just doesn't let me let it go without a blog-post. It is second the anniversary of IIT-JEE'09, the version of IIT-JEE that I'm familiar with; the one that I relate to; the one that I call My JEE. Anyways, this post is not about the exam nor is it about the preparation or the value gained out of it. That is what was done last year. Now, the 'date' enforces up http://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2011/04/second-anniversary.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-7334677127795209893Thu, 17 Mar 2011 13:31:00 +00002011-03-17T19:01:28.937+05:30friendslifeLife and friends; both are incomplete without each other. I have written about friends earlier, here and here, and I'm sure that will be the topic of discussion in many more posts to come. I owe a lot to my friends and I really can't imagine a life without them. But at the same time, I'm intrigued by the realisation that each one of them was once just another stranger to me and now, life without http://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2011/03/stranger-to-friend.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-5198077977227800369Fri, 04 Mar 2011 18:23:00 +00002011-03-04T23:53:36.221+05:30My last post was about laziness and it was after posting it that I started realising how laziness affects each and every aspect of my life. It makes me who I am and makes the way I am. Some may like it, some may not. In fact, it explains my infatuation for computers and programs. I had once read an interesting quote World's best programmers are lazyAnd programming being a skill I'd like to excel http://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2011/03/technology-makes-me-lazy.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-2484677769583378912Thu, 10 Feb 2011 06:05:00 +00002011-02-24T22:35:34.738+05:30discussionlazinesslifeAll of us have had those sudden ideas that could revolutionize how we live; could significantly change how we live, but how many of us have actually got a head start on that idea. Every morning I (and I'm sure many of the readers) plan to get up 3 hours prior to their first appointment, hoping to get done with a lot of pending tasks and give the day a great start. But everyday, I hit the snooze http://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2011/02/why-we-cannot-change-world.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-6393300648630666977Wed, 19 Jan 2011 07:01:00 +00002011-01-19T12:44:40.069+05:30braincomputersdiscussionlifepsychologyAll through my life, I've understood brain as nothing more than a 'super-duper' computer. But as things happen and life gets more complicated, the 'basic' understanding seems so wrong. How I wish the brain was a computer? Why do I think so, following are the reasons :-1. It would be possible to 'clearly' enunciate all the thoughts in the mind (in technical jargon, all the processes running) and http://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2011/01/all-through-my-life-ive-understood.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-5264152617553132052Wed, 19 Jan 2011 06:49:00 +00002011-02-24T02:53:59.443+05:30lovepoemEach night I go to bed cursing you;But wake up in the morning with hopes anew,With desire and expectations of seeing you.However, I end the day feeling ignored by you.I'vent said anything, and neither have youBut I've always thought that there was no need toNow, I've but one thing to say" Please leave me alone and find another heart to stay. "http://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2011/01/final-goodbye.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-5497124184579950609Sat, 08 Jan 2011 14:12:00 +00002011-01-08T20:08:06.814+05:30decisionlifelovepsychologyDenial is one of the most common responses of human to prevent himself from facing or accepting a harsh truth. It allows the person to accept what he wants and live life accordingly and make appropriate changes to his ideology. Escaping from reality is something that humans try often; some succeed, some don't. Is that what I'm doing? Denying ; denying that I'm falling into it; denying that I http://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2011/01/accept-or-deny.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-1069920271597618412Wed, 29 Dec 2010 20:16:00 +00002010-12-30T02:40:26.750+05:30discussionlifeMaturitypsychologyAt some point of our lives or other, each one of has lied. Be it a lie as innocent as denying the responsibility of have broken a plate or be it as grave us deceiving a man into giving you some money. Nevertheless, they are all lies, and we all are liars. Each one of us knows what it is to lie to someone else. The nervousness involved, the risk, the relief when it is over. But what does it feel http://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2010/12/man-in-mirror.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-2430339551629432916Fri, 26 Nov 2010 08:13:00 +00002010-11-26T20:05:37.012+05:30aspirationdeathdecisiondreamslifethoughtsSince birth, I've always had some vision about my future; some desire, some expectation; some goal to work toward; something to achieve. Always, I thought that was the dream everyone talked about. The dreams that make you work harder, forgetting your sleep; dreams that make you forget all the comfort and work until you have all that you desire. But is that it? Is only that distant aspiration http://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2010/11/dreams-future-near-and-far.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-6375510729147217154Sat, 20 Nov 2010 08:25:00 +00002010-11-20T13:58:13.217+05:30lifeIt is shocking that humans, supposedly the smartest creatures on the earth, can be moved (either way) by things as insignificant as numbers. What are numbers, a set of symbols; but these symbols can at times hold within them fate of an entire civilization. Numbers, something created by humans, are something that is used to understand everything in this world; be it a 1 micrometer wide cell or a http://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2010/11/marks-numbers-and-symbols.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409946116858704901.post-2407924255716399210Thu, 18 Nov 2010 08:48:00 +00002010-11-19T18:20:37.367+05:30lifeLife is funny. Funny how throughout your life all you care about is yourself, all you think about is yourself, its always about "YOU"; but then one day it all changes. You don't want it to be that way any more. You WANT to think and care about someone else, and not even expect the same in return.How all your grief vanishes just by that one person's smile or laugh? How all your achievements, http://blog.rajatkhanduja.com/2010/11/strange-feelings.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)4