Last Day

We’re all set for New Year’s Eve, excited and eager to bid good bye and welcome the New Year in a way as grand as possible. But do we ever remember to say thanks to the present year? A year that was...365 days that were....

The New Year is important, we know it. But the last day is important as well. With this post I intend to share my views about the importance of last day.

Every measure of time brings with it the “Present” sandwiched between the “Past” and the “Future”. As we step into the present to move into the future, we must also thank the past, coz that has made us what we are today. Today exists only because of yesterday. The last day may seem like a saddening concept but it is not so when seen with a positive perspective.

I can still remember the last day in my school. It was end of my school life. It was end of my childish behaviour. It was end of my kiddish activities. But with that last day I stepped into the threshold of maturity. I was about to enter college life, ready to take more responsibilities, to embark upon a new journey where I would shape my career. I was about to face the real world. And all this was because of this last day. Surely I was leaving many things behind- familiar faces, the environment I had taken for granted, the care and love which childhood brings with it. It seemed like a great loss to me indeed, but there was a whole new world to explore and much more in store to gain.

Thank you to my Alma Mater for preparing me for the journey ahead.

The last day in my college. It meant much more than just the last day of college. It meant end of my regular classroom studies. No more teachers. No more classes. No more bunking. No more canteen. No more exams. No more proxies. Yes, I was sad on that day. But had it not been for that last day, I would not be where I am. It led me into the real life. A practical life was about to start. It was a transition from a dependant to an independent individual. I was about to gain status. I was about to be known by my name. This Last Day was as important as any other Last Day.

There are many last days that I have faced in past and there will be many more in future. Few depend on the occasion and few are recurring.

There is a last day in every week, every month, every year, every decade and so on….

We are about to enter a new year, leaving behind the old one. Think of all the Last Days in the year that’s gone by and be thankful for them. Each is important in its own way and no one knows it better than us ourselves.

Let’s move into the New Year but not without thanking the year that was...the “Last Days” that were.....

Deodorant People vs Perfume People

Fragrances attract me from a very early age. I inherited this from my mother whose days were incomplete without ‘attar’ (non-alcoholic fragrance). So, when I came to my senses, I made it a point to apply perfume on a regular basis. During my school days, perfumes formed a major share of my expenditure. Then, somehow as college life started, I was drawn more towards deodorants than perfumes.

During my engineering days, my friends used to tease me because of the habit of using deodorant daily. These were friends who used deodorants occasionally, like for a party or get-together. I often clarified that I use deodorant to remove my body odor, and not as a perfume.

Now, I’ve almost forgotten how once upon a time I used to “love” perfumes. In fact, it’s been decade since I last purchased a perfume!

In one of those blank-staring reflection sessions of mine, a thought flashed into my mind that a certain class of people in this world are also divided into two categories- Perfume People & Deodorant People. And I felt at ease that as per my logic, I belong to the latter classification. Let me try to share the basic difference of these two categories.

Perfume People: They attract you at the very first sight. They seem to be the best persons on the earth. But in reality they may have some not-so-good qualities which they always hide behind a facade. Likewise, with a perfume. Perfumes are applied on clothes and add on to our personality by way of an additional super-attractive fragrance. It does not tackle the odour but just tries to overpower it by good fragrance. Once that fragrance ends or when the clothes are changed, you get to smell the real person.

Deodorant people: They may seem unexceptional and may not attract you at the very first sight. But as you get to know them, they are usually a different personality altogether. Their main motive is to remove their bad qualities and they are never concerned about garnishing themselves for show-off. They always start their day with hope of being fresh and energetic till the end of the day. And this is not done for others, but to basically make themselves feel good. Exactly how the deodorant works.

It’s upto you to decide now whether you are a Perfume person or a Deodorant person. Think about it…

Pyaar ke Side effects

Two days back I discussed with you the love and its aftereffects on today's youth (Pyaar ka Punchnaama). In this post I am going to discuss love again but this love is not of youth, it is the love of matured persons. In gist, I would say that love is not only blind; it is powerful enough to control all your senses irrespective of your maturity level.

I would like to share story of one of my friend. He was a very jolly person and used to enjoy the life. There was no place of commitment or relation in his life. Life was smiling at him till he joined his job. There he got attracted towards a lady who was 10yrs elder than him and was working at senior position. She was very mature and never initiated anything with my friend. But the infatuation wins and after many efforts they both befriended and gradually the love affair started. The lady was not at all in favor of having an affair with a younger person but as I said that love can do anything and she also accepted the relation.

They are having relation for last three years but the real problem arises when the parents of my friend asked him to marry. In normal course, two mature persons loving each other can easily marry. But here nothing was normal. There were two major differences: religion and age. My friend is not ready to accept any other girl in his life, as he really loves that lady. He has a genuine logic that I can't betray two persons in my life- the existing girlfriend and his would be wife.

I have no answers for his logics but the reality is more frightening. He is the only son of his parents (his father is retired person) and like all Indian parents they too are expecting a daughter-in-law who fulfills all the set standards and customs of the prevailing society.

With all my random philosophies on love and relationships, I tried to make him understand that it would be injustice to his parents if he chooses that lady out of his parent's wishes. He is from a conventional background so religion will definitely be an issue but still it can be overlooked but age factor cannot be ignored easily. As of now, my friend just doesn't want to discuss anything regarding marriage but I don't know till when?

I think that marriage is not at all the fate of love. Love is strong enough to exist and survive on it's own.Why to bound a relation that is free in nature? I know that he has committed a big mistake by initiating that relation but should he continue living his life like that or follow a different path.

At present he is a totally lost person and busy in his own life. We used to talk almost every week, now it's months and there is no news, as he know that I will always try to persuade him to agree to his parents wishes. I don't know what will be the end of this love story. I am asking your views on it.

What would you suggest to my friend? Whom to chose- love or responsibilities?

I would like to request all the readers of this post that please think ten times before committing to a relation else the side effects would be so horrible that you might have never thought. 

Pyaar ka Punchnaama

Love is among the very few things in this world that can make a person most happy as well as most unhappy. But I have one doubt that if love is always considered above the lust, then why love makes a person unhappy? I just thought over this question and randomly tried to conclude some random thoughts.

I tried to analyze most of the love stories (Important: MOST, not ALL) happening in today's world. Nowadays a partner is considered a status symbol, it is just like car, mobile etc. A person considers him/her in the list of have-nots till s/he has a partner.

I remember a recent incident when I was in a McD in Mumbai. A group of four youngsters (two girls & two boys) were sitting near my table. They might have hardly crossed their 15^th birthday. All were having blackberries and were wearing latest trendy clothes. I didn't hear a single Hindi word from their mouth. Their every phrase was starting with a F-word. They were kissing each other as if they were in their bedrooms. I felt myself very backward at that moment. I was just wondering at their every action. I keep staring till the time they were there.

At that moment it seems that they were enjoying their life the most. But would they be able to maintain the same liveliness and youthfulness in them till the end. I don't think so.

Nowadays youths don't love for themselves, they love for FaceBook. Their every snap is taken with a view point to upload on some or other social sites- sometimes to show off and sometimes to make other jealous. I think you remember the recent suicide incident by an IIM student who hanged herself after her boyfriend changed his relationship status.

The youth of today start up their affair with the thought of 'iss pal ki soch'. Girl/ boyfriend is just a time pass for them or even they are serious they don't ever think about their future. I have talked to many persons in love and they all will say the same things: " Nothing is serious between us. We love each other and are enjoying our life. We know that we can't marry but that doesn't matter to us. Blah. Blah. "

But they are not aware of the effect of love. They never know when they will become serious in their time pass affair. There are two consequences of that relation. Either they will rebel from their families or one of them will be totally heart broken. That momentary love and enjoyment will end in lifetime pain.

I will only request one thing to today's generation that think for a moment about the future of your relation. If it's positive, go ahead. If not, then wait for the right person; s/he will surely meet you at the right time. Don't hurry, it will only give you worry.

Just remember- Love can be the most beautiful thing happened in your life if you act judiciously.

What Life means to you?

A blind boy was sitting on the footpath holding a sign- "I am blind, please help."

There were hardly few coins in the hat as nobody bothered that a boy is blind.

A person passed through that place, put some coins in front of him. Then took the signboard from him, turned it around and wrote something. He gave the board back in the boy's hand.

Soon the hat began to fill up as more and more people were giving money to the blind boy.

In that afternoon, that man came back to see the changes and the boy recognized his footsteps and asked him, "What did you write?"

The man said, I just wrote the truth and convey the same thing as you were trying to convey but in a different way.

"I wrote: 'Today is a beautiful day, but I cannot see it.'"

Both signs were similar in meaning but the first simply said that the boy is blind. The second sign told passersby that they were so blessed by God that they were not blind.

This was a story I read somewhere. There is one more similar real life story.

If you are fond of reality shows and had ever seen Dance India Dance aired on Zee TV, you might have seen the performance of 'Kamlesh Bhai' from Vadodara. He is physically handicap and couldn't walk on his legs. He is totally dependant on his hands for movement. His legs got polio and are totally lifeless. But despite all this, he is such a wonderful dancer that all were amazed to see his performance. Though he has only two hands for doing all the dance movements but that were enough to mesmerize the crowd.

Moral:
Be thankful to almighty GOD for what you have.
Be creative. Be innovative.

Think differently and positively. Just be optimistic.
When life gives you ten reasons to cry, show life that you have hundred reasons to smile.

Do remember:

Life is not about what you have.

It's about what you value and appreciate.

Life is not about what you are born with.
It's about what you do with what you have.

Life is not about crying over past.

It's about smiles to welcome the future.

Life is not about the gifts you received.

It's about the gifts you gave others.

Life is not about cribbing.

It's about thanking GOD for showing this universe.

So what life means to you?

Just share your views on life in two lines in the similar way I tried to do.

10-points someone !!!

He was my classmate and best friend in my engineering college. At first glance he looks like a person who is fun loving and can never be serious in his life. He used to interact with all and have all the habits synonymous to non-studious students. He was a regular smoker, wanderer and avid moviegoer. He never missed any Friday show (he was more regular in movies during exam times). No one ever sees him studying seriously but he was the lone 10-grader of my college.

There were other classmates who were very serious about studies. Among them, one particular person always tried to compete in grades with my friend. That person never watched a movie in four years of engineering course and was always found engrossed in books. He used to read all the relevant books and other sources for a simple topic. He was always found in library during breaks whereas my friend used to have masti during that time. That person's sole aim was to beat my friend but was unable to do so.

People used to wonder why my friend always topped the chart inspite of extra involvement in hobbies and other extra-curricular activities.  I know the reason and the only reason was his strategy and dedication. He has a unique way of studying. He used to read, understand and then write everything. He used to follow a fix routine and never broke it for anyone or even me, inspite of being his close friend. He never studied for 12-15 hours in a day but used to dedicatedly spare 1 hour and that was the reason for his victory.

In a nutshell, I will say that he didn't focus on what he didn't have like extra books, Internet or computer. He focused on what he did have. Using what little he had, he used to beat all his fellow competitors.

Be like HIM. Don't focus on what you don't have or what others have that's bigger, stronger and supposedly better than yours.

Focus on the talents and resources that you do have.

Focused motive often wins over every hurdle.

Go knock 'em down!

Believer or Follower???

A question always came to my mind that who am I? Am I a spiritual person or an agnostic- a fanatic believer or a liberal follower?

After much though I always came to a conclusion that I do believe in God. I do believe that there is a supernatural power that is controlling everything in this universe. Now again a question arises that whether this is my personal belief or majority of inhabitants believe in the same way. And the reason for this belief is that they are unable to answer many questions. They don't know the exact origin of life, they don't know whether hen came first or egg?

I am a believer but not a follower. I believe in God but don't have time to pray or follow the necessary rituals. I have my own excuses that I don't have time or I am busy in my own schedule. I have 3hrs to watch a movie but I can't spare 3mins to offer prayers. The case is not that I don't want to do all these things. The fact is that I want but I can't. People say that some miracle may force me to be a true follower and believer. I disagree with them as I have seen many miracles.

My mother was diagnosed with cancer and the concerned doctor said that it is in the later stage and she cannot be operated. The miracle happen and another doctor came as Godsend. She was operated and she is fine for last 15yrs.

Seven years back, my father had brain hemorrhage and heart attack at the same time. No one was expecting that he will survive and thank God he is with us till now.

Three years back, my mother fell down from stairs and her hip ball cracked. The doctor says that hip ball needs to be replaced else she would live a disabled life. The miracle does happen and she is walking on her own feet without any operation or medication. Even doctors were shocked to see that.

There are many more miracles that happen in my life but I am still the same shameless believer who is adamant of not following the religion religiously.

The question is still there that why I am like this? Why I can't change? Is the devil overpowering me or I have been my own devil who always wants to live an easier life? Am I taking my life as granted? Am I a person who always found shelter in excuses?

I am unable to get these answers. Do you know?

I am a believer but I want to be follower.

Ami Aaschi (I am coming)

I am from UP but residing in West Bengal for more than 4 years. I have noticed many unique characteristics in Bengal and I have even written a post mentioning those.

'Ami Aaschi' is a phrase used by Bengalis when they are going away from you. I was born and brought up in area where people used to say 'I am going' when they are departing us. In Bengal they used to say 'I am coming' (Ami Aaschi). Initially I was wondering that why they are saying I am coming when actually they are going. I used to make fun of them for this particular phrase till the moment I realized the wonder in this two-word phrase. 

'I am going' and 'I am coming' has the same difference as the difference between a pessimist and optimist. When someone departs you by saying 'I am going' it shows that he is going and is not sure when he will be back or whether he will be back or not. Where as when a person departs by saying 'I am coming' it signifies that he is very much sure of meeting again. And he will be back soon.

So in the first case he departs with negativity and without any assurance of meeting again. He departs as a pessimist. Where as in later case he is full of confidence and optimism that he will come back for sure.

It taught me a lesson of my life that even a single word matters a lot. It may be a small thing but it does matter a lot. I have also accustomed of it and I always depart by saying 'aate hain'. It feels good when you are departing with full of optimism.

So…… I am coming…….. back with my next post.

Freedom??? - Some Random Thoughts

I was watching Comedy Circus this night, and a participant was rightly justifying the deeds of Englishmen. I too was forced to think in that direction.

Have you ever noticed that the road and rail network build by them are still in existence in its original form, and those build by us are full of potholes. When I roam around in Delhi, Kolkata or any metro cities; I could see the beautiful buildings of pre-independence era, and the buildings made by us are full of cracks in just few years.

An eminent personality said, “We no longer discuss the future of India, we say the future is India.” But is that true? Even after so much development one question still haunts every Indian -- Are we really independent? Are we independent from the shackles of the caste system? Are we free from the social evils like dowry?

Previously we were slaves of foreigners and now we are being ruled by selfish fellowmen.

Ghair satate hain to utna dukh nahi hota jitna apno ke satane se hota hai…..

Our patriotism awakens on republic day or Independence Day and we show it by posting patriotic status messages or changing our profile pics with anything tricolor. Does it all we need to do for our freedom? Hardly few percentages of today’s youth go for casting votes as they find it boring to stand in long queues. That queue is the true path of enjoying our freedom- the freedom that we have got after a long struggle. Actually we don’t feel ourselves Indians; we try to show it to world that we are Indians.

On this Independence Day, just remember this:

Freedom isn't free. Someone has paid.

We often don't appreciate things that are handed to us when

others have paid the price.

The bloodstains have dried and been washed clean.

The smell of the pain and smoke in the air has cleared.

The echoes of the throes of agony have been quieted.

We are left with the resulting freedom until we forget.

Freedom on neither the outside nor the inside isn't free.

It never was and never will be.

If we carefully observe the environment and mindset of the people at the time of Independence and in the present day scenario, there hasn’t been a lot of change. It is almost the same. It is we the youth who have to change it. It is the duty of the younger generation of the country to strive for a stronger, better and healthier India. This will not happen in a day, it will take a lot of perseverance, determination and hard work.

Happy Independence Day to all.

Mere Paas Kya Hai?

HE is my cousin who WAS considered a loser by all. His father was working in the Block Development Office in UP government and was very strict by nature. This cousin of mine was very dumb (could barely write his name properly). He passed intermediate exams after multiple attempts. He was an epitome of failure and we never thought he would make it beyond being a shopkeeper or a mechanic.

 

But Fate had something else in store for him. His father expired while on duty. And as per Government rules, he was offered a job in place of his father in a cadre that matched his qualification. He was pursuing a graduate course at that time which he left in order to join the job.

 

Incidentally, He and I joined almost at the same time. His basic pay then was less than 50% of mine.

 

Four years later...

 

He has purchased 3 plots in cities like Noida, Aligarh.

He has acquired two houses in his city.

He owns a licensed revolver.

He owns a car and maintains a permanent driver.

He runs many businesses parallelly.

He has enough cash to satisfy his needs, wants and desires.

 

Aur mere paas kya hai?

 

I cant even say- "mere paas maa hai", kyunki maa to uske paas bhi hai :)

 

Who then is more successful?

 

I, a Graduate Engineer, working in a subsidiary of the RBI in the officer cadre, making currency for all.

 

Or

 

He, the Graduate dropout, working in state government as a clerk, making currency for himself.

No One like HIM.......Love You Abbu :)

I come from a family that depends on agriculture. When the materialistic world is divided into cadres of Necessities-Comforts-Luxuries, we fell somewhere in between necessities n comforts. Luxury was not was a part of our life. In spite of having land worth crores of rupees, there were hard times when even the basic necessities seemed too demanding on the pocket. I have been blessed enough that all my needs were met on time. Good education was one of them.

Little did I understand the nitty-gritty’s of the world then. Or maybe I just didn’t want to. I was a self-centred young guy just out of school. I got admission in an engineering college in my first attempt. Like most of the sons, I was ready with my demand on achieving this feat. I wanted a motorcycle. With all the knowledge I had, amongst the options available, I narrowed down my choice to Bajaj Caliber Croma. It was the first bike in the mid range with disc brake attached to it so it caught my attention. It was available for around 45k at that time. That to me was a pretty reasonable amount considering am the “Only Son” and had just cleared a big hurdle of getting admission into a renowned engineering college. I simply “deserved” it.

My father tried to convince me to purchase a Bajaj Boxer that was available for around 32k.  I don’t know why I was so stubborn at that time. Actually there was no need for a bike at all as my college was just a kilometre and a half from home and I already had a scooter to get there.

That adamant attitude made me maverick for a few months. I was mature enough to understand the financial situation but I ignored it all and started living in my own oblivion. Arrangement of that much amount would take time, but it didn’t matter at all to me then.

Seeing no other option I went a step further and started blackmailing them emotionally.  I stopped using the scooter and started using a bicycle which I had borrowed from my friend. I stopped interacting with any member of the family, including my mother. I still remember that I hardly spoke 5 sentences in a day during those days. Others weren’t so concerned, but my father got the message.

One fine day, there he was with the bike of my choice. He didn’t tell either me or my family members about it earlier. It was a big surprise for me. Needless to say I was the happiest person on earth. And everything became normal after that.

Now, when I think of those days, I wonder whether I would be able to do all those things which my father has done for me. My father is a very tough person and it is a Herculean task to cajole him to do anything beyond his wishes. But, there he was, bowing to my demand without a word. And yes, he isn’t a person of modern thoughts who believes in surprises. Yet he did all this just to see me happy.

He has done so much for all of us and is still doing it. I can’t recall if I have ever expressed my love to him. Through this post I am making a small effort to thank him for all he has given me. He does not use the internet, so I know he will never read this post.

Naturally sons are closer to their mother, so am I. My parents do not live with me. But I make it a point to call my mother 2-3 times a day. As always, a father is somewhere forgotten between the love of mother & son. I know I can’t return even 1% of the love and care that my father has given me.

But deep within my heart, I do care- with all I can.  

Love you Abbu! For everything.

Aisa Bhi Hota Hai- Part 2

Ticket with Bribe or Only Bribe
 
I was in Kolkata and had to travel from there to my place. I had a general ticket, therefore I requested the TTE at Kolkata station for allotting me a berth in AC coach. He asked me to wait in a particular coach. The train starts moving. I asked him to make my ticket and gave me receipt for the same. He took me in one corner and explained that whether I pay for the ticket or not, I had to give him his share of Rs.100/-. I may be responsible citizen but I had to chose for the second option- I paid only Rs.100/- .
Sarkaari naukar hi sarkaar ko choona laga rahe hai.
 
10 Rupye me Bhagwaan

One of my friends went to Kolkata to Kaalighaat Temple. Kaalighaat temple is the biggest temple of Kaali Maa in Kolkata. There is always a long queue for darshan of Goddess. But there is one shortcut. While you are in queue just take Rs.10 note in your hand. A panda (so called pundits) is there who observes everyone's hand, and as soon as he will see that note, he will come to you and will guard you till the end. Your darshan will be over in just 10 rupees.
Bhagwaan itne saste mil sakte hain, humne kabhi socha hi nahi.

Part One

There are many persons who want to grab attention by doing various unnecessary activities. I too tried to grab the attention by suffixing the title as “Part 2”. So dont search for Part One as there is none.
I am not an attention seeker, but shayad meri post ko zarurat thi :)


It happens only in India.

Mere paas kya hai?

He is my cousin by relation and WAS considered loser by all. His father was working in Block Development Office in UP government and was very strict by nature. My cousin was very dumb (cant even write his name properly) and was able to pass intermediate exams in multiple attempts. He was epitome of failure and we all thought that he would end up as a shopkeeper or a mechanic.

 

But something else was written in his luck. His father got expired while on duty. And as per government rule, he could join in place of his father (cadre as per his qualification). He was in graduate course at that time that he left for joining the job.

 

Incidentally, He and I got the job almost at the same time, but his basic was less then 50% of my basic.

 

It is four years since then.

 

He has purchased 3 plots in cities like Noida, Aligarh.

He has acquired two houses in his city.

He has licensed revolver.

He has car, and maintains a permanent driver.

He has many businesses running parallel.

He has enough cash to satisfy his needs, wants and desires.

 

Mere paas kya hai?

 

I cant even say- 'mere paas maa hai', kyunki maa to uske paas bhi hai :)

 

The question arises- who is more successful?

 

I, the Engineer, working in RBI subsidiary in officer cadre, making currency for all.

 

Or

 

He, the Graduate dropout, working in state government in clerical cadre, making currency for himself.

 

Who is guilty- Baba Ramdev, Govt or the Agitation?

It all started with the great social worker, Anna Hazare. He had no follower base and a little known name among the youths. But when he stands for the good cause- CORRUPTION, everyone stand beside him. And he got successful, may be beacuse of his genuine cause or his selfless determination.

The same thing repeated again, by Yog-Guru Baba Ramdev. Luckily, he had a great fan following with money flowing into his Patanjali Yogpeeth from every nook and corner of the world. The basic cause was still corruption, but he was concentrating more on aftereffects of corruption like money laundering etc.

I am unable to understand one thing that when Lokpal Bill is on the way and that will eventually take care of corruption, then what is the need of an agitation after this short interval. Lokpal Bill would give rights to aam junta that will take care of these issues.

I had seen an interview of Baba Ramdev long time back , where he had talked of floating a party that will contest election in all the constituencies. So the question arises- is this the preperation for that?

Baba Ramdev is a respectable name in the Yogas and he is the person who is solely responsible for making Yoga so popular among the Gen-X generation. Its a basic fact that a person can not perform all the good things. He is already involved in a great thing so he should concentrate more on that- and should take it to a new height.

From the first day, I was not in favor of this agitation. I see Baba Ramdev as yog-guru who is preaching about the different aasans of yogas. Suddenly he is blemishing against the political leaders/parties and he seems like any other political leader. At that moment I was unable to differentiate between him and other political leaders.

What happened last night is really very sad and can't be expected in a democratic country like ours. I am totally against it and cant express it in words.

But I am left qith my query- whether the agitation was reuiqred, and if required, was Baba Ramdev the right person?

That ONE Confident Phrase

I seen her on Orkut and out of curiosity or friendship I sent friend request to her. She willingly accepted it. Till then there were very few interactions.

It was just 5-6 months since I had joined my job. I used to have lunch at officers' club during those days. After lunch I used to spend sometime over net- chatting, surfing etc. I noticed that she also remains online during that time. But no initiative was taken from either side. Many days passed like that.

One day I pinged her. She responded immediately. Our chat sessions start and go on for around 45 minutes. We had to stop only because of time constraint. Though it was our first chat session, but we were so comfortable with each other that it feels we were very close friends. 

When we were about to say good-bye to each other, I asked her mobile number. The way was different, unique and confident. I don't know how that phrase came in my mind and how I was so confident. Just wanted to share that phrase with you all:

tum apna number abhi dogi ya baad me………

Normally no one used to ask mobile number of girls in first chat session. I had faced 2-3 situations where I got the numbers after 2-3 years of close friendship (I have even discussed this issue in one of my DP). By nature I am very shy and rarely interacts with strangers. But I had never understood the reason why I was so confident that day. May be, some relations are made in heaven.

Four years had passed since then but that phrase is still alive in our hearts and always brings a smile to our faces..

ThnQ u vry mch u-nQ frnd.

.........and Life take a turn for HIM

It was year 2000 when I first noticed him. It was my first year of engineering and he was my classmate. There was nothing noticeable or specific about him except that he always wore baseball cap (I got to know the reason later- he was almost bald). He rarely communicates and seems busy in his own world. Later on we came closer through our mutual friends and we became very close friends. He was a very good and helpful human being. I am just trying to discuss the gist of his life and the difficulties he has face and the ultimate result.

 

As he passed his intermediate exams, he was unable to qualify for engineering. So he took admission in graduate course and kept trying for engineering. Finally he got admission after two years. Though he was having decent family background but he used to take tuitions for his pocket money. Everything was going fine till last exam of final year.

 

He was caught copying as an examiner notices a diagram on his calculator flap. He was found guilty and was punished for one year. He reappeared and qualified in next year. There was no campus selection for him and he was not having very good percentages so that he can try in privates. He was still taking tuitions without any surety of future. Finally, after a year we friends forced him to go to Delhi to search for job. After few interviews he was able to fetch a job at a meager salary of around 5k.

 

On his personal side, he was in love with a distant relative whose family was very rich. There was some unsaid affair between them but due to his devastated professional life he did not initiated anything. There were some indirect talks of their marriage between their families that was summarily rejected by girl's family.

 

Coming back to his job. His luck or hard work started showing colors now onwards. He switched to a client organization of his company. This was his first switch, that too just in 6 months. He soon gets an offer to visit Thailand on official visit. That was the first stamp on his passport.

 

With in a year he switched to another company, and got a chance to work onsite in Seychelles as project manager. With in a year, he became a rich person. Life started taking turns for him. The family that rejected him came back with the proposal. They are happily married now with a cute child.

 

Meanwhile he had done hair weaving and life is smiling without a cap and with family.

 

I don't know that whether it was his hard work or his luck. But one thing was sure that it was his determination.

 

Thank you Iqbal for your friendship and self-determination.

Life unplanned!!!

Life is the most important part of me. Everyone hope that his or her important part should be well planned, well mannered, well organized. But it is not the case with me. When I analyze the last 28 years of my life, I found it mostly disorganized and unplanned.

 

Born in a small town of UP, there was no proper school, so I was sent for home tuitions. I learned all the basic things there (Thank you for her!). But that cannot be all. My mother wants more; so she admitted me in a good English school in district headquarter (Etah). I was admitted in my first school at the age of 7 and directly in class 2. There was no nursery KG for me. It seems so unplanned and disorganized J.

 

Later on, I was admitted to the best school in Etah (Assisi Convent School). You may think what is disorganized here? I passed 5^th standard from my old school with good marks, but still I was admitted in 5^th in new one. It was total loss of one year. It seems so unplanned and disorganized J.

 

I passed high school from that school. Since the school was high school, I have to search for some other options. There were no good inter colleges in that city and I was not aware of many schools. I just filled the 11^th standard exam for Aligarh Muslim University, that too because of no other option. Luckily I qualified the exam and shifted to Aligarh. It may seems quite untrue to many that I was not aware of IIT till the mid of 12^th standard but that is the fact. When I came to know about top engineering college, there was no time for filling the forms. The dates were gone. A PCM student is not aware of engineering colleges and institutes. It seems so unplanned and disorganized J.

 

Left with no other option, I filled the form for AMU engineering college. This time also I was lucky. I got selected in first attempt. The most ironical thing happens when I went for admission in engineering college. Out of unawareness, my first choice was Mechanical Engineering. Anyhow, I was admitted in mechanical engineering, that too because of no other option. It seems so unplanned and disorganized J.

 

I got my choice of stream in engineering in my second year- electronics engineering. You may say it my luck or my hard work. Till mid of final year, I was not aware of my future. I was just doing engineering with out any expectations. As everyone was filling IIM form in final year, I also filled one, without any expectation. All were preparing for campus selection, and I was busy in watching movies. I qualified aptitude round for TCS campus selection. But I failed in psychometric round. That too because of two reasons: my unawareness about psychometric tests & importantly, my friends were waiting outside so as to watch 'Ek Hasina Thi' released on that day. It seems so unplanned and disorganized J.

 

I did not get selected. Still I was not sure what I had to do. One of my close friends had started preparation for CAT in Career Launcher, Delhi. So, I too started that. It seems so unplanned and disorganized J.

 

So many things happen during that coaching (most importantly, my sister's marriage was scheduled just one week ahead of my CAT exam) and I managed only 90 percentile in CAT. I got some interview calls but I was unable to convert them. Left with no other option, I went back home and enjoyed for 5 months. Then again I came back to Delhi for searching job. I got job in a call center. But I resigned after 2 months because manager behaved very rudely. It seems so unplanned and disorganized J.

 

Now my mind diverted towards public sector jobs. I came back to Aligarh and started preparing for it. I qualified many written exams but got rejected in interview. Again left with no other option. So just for time pass, I filled entrance form for AMU MBA. I got selected and started doing MBA. It seems so unplanned and disorganized J.

 

Meanwhile I had appeared in an entrance examination for the current organization I am working with. I got selected. I quit my MBA and joined BHARATIYA RESERVE BANK NOTE MUDRAN (P) LIMITED. Don't get baffled by the 'P' in its name. It's a long story. For information, it is a wholly owned subsidiary of Reserve Bank of India and performs sovereign function of printing Indian currency. Having honors in every stages of my education (82% in X, 76% in XII, 78% in B.Tech), I got job after 2 and a half-year.  It seems so unplanned and disorganized J.

 

If you ask my future plans, I want to be a businessman. Let's see what would happen in my unplanned and disorganized life.