Urdu Poetry/Shayari

kuch dard bayaan ho jaate hai

kuch reh jaate hain ankahe hi

jo kaha humne to gaye wo bayaan

warna hai kisko parwaah

chaahe hum rahe na rahe yahan

My Untitled Poem - I

When you say it's the first time

it never is

When you say it's the last time 

it's too big a cricis

When you say you are lost

you never are

When you say you know the way

you'r next to a moment, bizarre

When you say you know it all

you never do

When you say you are fine

you don't mean it too

When you say you gotta do it

you find out you were too stupid

When you say,need to come out of it

will you be able to?, I doubt it

.....to be continued

Why all this...??

Sometimes, everything seems to be so pointless..I mean you are just doing your job..the regular stuff, the routine work, which you do everyday..and suddenly you get an errrrr kinda feeling ...What the hell am I doing..?.. and ...then comes the question which is even more important...'Why the hell am I doing this?"

Like you are travelling back home from office, during which you had fallen asleep and then suddenly you wake up and wonder.."Where the hell are you, What am I doing here in this bus and for what purpose are you travelling?"..

Like this, there are so many other instances...

Suddenly you find yourself in a different world..Where there are so many questions around you..What, Why, How, When..? and you really have an answer for none..!!

We all have been saying and listening about a must to have goal in our life and there is purpose behind every single person being sent on earth, but there is some point of time in life when you really don't know if this materialistic happiness, which is supposedly the goal or motto for our life..it that what really matters...I mean there is this one question which hits your mind really really hard...!!

I mean .....Why do we all die to live when we actually live to die..??

Who asked them to come down to Bangalore/Bengaluru..!!

The other day, we three were having breakfast at office..me , a friend, and that friend's friend..it's always good to meet new people, observe them, for every human-being is one of its own kind, special, peculiar and ......simply different..This friend's friend is a "Kannadiga" , who started the conversation with some regular, to be correct, typical questions..like Where are you from..?..From how many months you have been working here?...and finally   the most the important question, as in..the reason why I have made this post today on my blog...

The question was..."So, How did you find Bangalore..as in ..Did you like Bangalore?.."

When she asked me this question, by that time, I had already known from the conversation we had till now, that she wants me to say..nothing else but Yes..!!

But, she had asked this question to a wrong person...I simply smiled and ignored the question..She repeated her question..I did not say anything for a while and then she said.."I think...It's better than Kolkata atleast, I have heard its too dirty kinds of.."..She wanted me to agree to what she had said then..

I finished my last bite of breakfast and said..I did not like Bangalore much(no offence to anyone, I said what I felt)..She asked me for the reasons, why I feel so..

To add or you may say..to support to what I had just said..I added..I don't like traffic at all and its always at its peak in Bangalore..Also the fly-overs are being constructed at every other place..which had made the surroundings dirty throughout the Bangalore..metro-project has also added a lot to it..

She started comparing it with cities of North, Delhi, Gurgaon..etc..and Kolkata(she thought Kolkata is in North)..I wanted to tell her its south-east and North..just because I am a North Indian and I said I did not like Bangalore much because of traffic and pollution..for God's sake..I thought ..I was being asked for my opinion..??

I am so straightforward, I said this to her, I mean you can't be good to all at all the time..

The next statement from her was .."Who asked them to come to Bangalore.?" I said .."sorry? But what do you mean?"

She said when you people feel so "Why do you guys even come here..?Nobody invited you guys.."

I was really irritated by this statement..and lost my temper..I said..I thought government has not put tax or made any rule that you can't go to any other state within the country..I stay in India and I have full right to go & stay anywhere..and by the way who are you to ask this question..Do you own this entire city? Bangalore..? or You are Bangalore's queen and everyone needs to take your permission to enter the city..?

And above all ..just because of people like.."You" ..communism spreads..If educated people like you say this..what do you expect from illiterate ones..I won't feel bad even if I call you educated illiterate.. 

I know I was very rude but I could not stop myself.. And For God's sake, I was asked of my opinion about the city... and it was not a verdict..that people come and fight over it..

Silly ...really it was ..!!

Oh finally..I have started writing again :)

Aisa lagta hai jaise sadiyon se hum kar rahe hain safar

Ab to takte takte rasta thak gayi hai nazar

Maana ki chalne ka naam hi hai zindagi

Par kabhi to ummeed or khushi ki ho ek seher :)

My collection of stickers .. :'(

Mom asked me and my brother to give away all the stickers, paint brushes, colors, erasers of different sizes, shapes and colors to the maid's kids .. Me and my brother were crazy about stickers when kids, had everything from Aladdin, Garfield, Dennis da Menace, Scooby Doo, Ninja Turtles, Teddy Bears...simple and the ones that glow in dark, the one with radium which used to fantasize us like anything.. Both of us loved drawing, sketching and painting, we still do, but have hardly got any time to spare for it now..

When mom asked us to give them away, we were busy talking about something, so we nodded and said 'ok' ..simply..but while separating them out from the box, I felt as if the whole Tornedo of childhood blew a cool breeze which made me feel very possessive about them, but then...I thought..we loved it when we were kids..so it may bring a spirit of happiness in those kids' life as well, anyways we were not going to use it ever, and would also not be able to look at them everyday..But those small petty things are inevitable parts of our childhood..  :(

I just hope that those kids will respect the things, which were taken care of, so much, so far and given to them now..

Lifeless Diwali..!!

Diwali which is also known as the "Festival of Lights"..which is supposed to spread the light of joy, happiness and wisdom...I just wonder..is it still does it all.....?

I remember when I was a kid, people around used to be so enthusiastic about it..even a month before..there was a spirit of festivity, a feel of overwhelming thrill and excitement which could be seen in any individual, may it be old or young. rich or poor..but now it has vanished..

Diwali has now become a sort of ritual to be performed, a song to be sung..like the national pledge which we used to take every morning in school without understanding the essence out of it..when we were kids..Oh God..!!

India is called the land of festivals, but do we really have the same fervor in us..alive?? ..which has made us get this title..I don't think so.. Where on one hand, inflation has hit every person in the country very hard..the increasing spirit of jealousy portrayed as competition in the people has killed the spirit of peace, harmony and brotherhood..Emotions have become artificial..humanity has died long back, every individual seems to be running in a race which has no finish line..and the feeling of satisfaction is breathing its last.. 

Poverty is no less than a curse..!!

It's so sad to think of the fact that in a developing country like India, where education should be given key emphasis, is not even a part of anyone's concern. India is among those nations where home loan is cheaper than education loan. 

We have reservation for the backward castes and tribes, but we don't have any such facilities for economically weaker sections of the society. It seems that those who don't afford have no right to education..I feel really sad about all this..

When I see poor people, especially kids on the roads, working as a porter, carrying kgs. of weight, sweeping the roads etc..I feel really really sad about all this. How can we even treat our fellow human beings as our slaves or rather animals.. really disgusting..

Some people have such a narrow and cheap mentality, they say we are paying 100 bucks, so they will have to work as we desire..I agree to the fact of "Survival of the fittest", but whether one fits or not should be decided provided the starting line is same for all.. 

I hope I would be able to help atleast one if not everyone in the world to grow ..

The IOCL Depot Blast..!!

One more page turned over my college days saga today..oh we had so much of adventure and fun in college..

This incident was though  a man-made disaster turned into a calamity for almost all the residents, to those of us who were there, my fellow classmates and friends, it also instilled for us some of the best moments of our college time..

It is the IOCL Depot blast incident which I am going to write about today.

You may have got a rough idea of the magnitude of the incident by now..

The press and media language may not explain the incident in the way we had faced it..

Let me tell you the whole story from my and some of my friend's point of view..

It was 29 October 2009 around 7:30 PM (IST), like any other ordinary day, I was browsing internet, sitting in front of my pc, placed by window side and watching some videos. My friend stepped inside the room, while she was searching around for a movie. I had a nice collection of movies back then. I was helping her navigate the list, so that she could choose the ones that she wanted. I must mention, she is the best story narrator I have ever met, even if you have never thought of watching a movie, the movie which she recommends & tells you the story of, you would want to watch it. So she mentioned about one of the movies she had recently watched. She started summarizing the zest of the movie, with good pretty good reasons to watch the movie.

Suddenly, we heard a bang and felt as if lots of small pebbles were thrown on us..when we looked at the window, what we could only see ...was the red colored sky..like a big big cloud of fire.. :)

Both my roommates ran outside the room, shouting and asking us to come out too, as the electricity had went and it was dark all around the hostel and seemed to be fiery outside..I like any other incident, did not bother about this one too and asked my friend to continue..she did sound a little upset..as lots of people were shouting outside..she was scared it seemed and asked me to come along with her to go out and check what exactly was happening..I agreed..

When we reached the hostel's entrance, what we could see was large cloud of fire and smoke in the air, seemed as if fire balls were being dropped, and everyone was shouting and running from one corner of the ground to another..Now it was the first time, when I felt a little worried..we also ran outside to check out what exactly had happened..the first image on everyone's mind was that of a terrorist attack..

We reached the main ground, where we could see only bigger cloud of fire, with no start and end of it visible at all..what we could only see was the sky full of fire.

Neither any of the cell phones had any signal, nor anyone knew what exactly was happening. After some 1 hour 30 minutes of suspense, when reliance started working, we got to know it was a blast in the nearby depot oil tank, holding around 8000 Kilolitres of oil and it got spread to all the 11 tanks, holding a total of around 60,000 kilolitres of oil.. Oh My God..!!

Some of my friends were crying and others were wondering if would be able to escape as the fire was spreading like hell, with our college being only around 800-900 metres away. I was a little tensed about my parents as I had left my cell phone inside the room. Our hostel was closest to the depot, so no one was allowed to go back to the hostel. But I wanted my cell phone at any cost to inform my parents that I was all well and not to worry about anything..I tried to move towards the hostel but the warden saw me and did not let me go..I again tried after 10 mins..and this time when eveyone's attention was diverted towards some other thing, I sneaked into(alone) the hostel to pick up my phone..By the time I could take my cell phone and come out, I could hear lots of voices in the hostel..everyone was asked to pick one or two things..as we were going to vacate the college campus in the following 15 minutes..What I could only think of was marksheets and documents..I picked them up, leaving all the stuff behind..

We had a few buses to take us to a resort owned by the college management..This was the best time I would say, people were carrying loads of stuff and were moving as if they were going to some refugee camps..At around 12:45 am we all reached safely to a far off place, but from there also we could clearly see that fireball in the sky..When we reached there we realized that it was 1:30 a.m. and had not eaten anything. We could see a wedding function going on there in the resort..We seemed to be very poor people to all those who had come to attend the marriage..They thought as if some poor kids have come to collect the left over food..As we all were in the kind of dress one is supposed to wear in hostel in the evening..I made my friends realize that they are considering us "beggars".. But then, we were really  hungry and were happy that we were going to get some good party food instead of that awful hostel food..Some of us even doubted that they had got food from the hostel mess and will be served the same..but Thank God..that was not the truth.. ;)

When all my friends came into senses they did not forget to curse me..saying.."Congrats, your wish is fulfilled, you wanted to witness a blast..now enjoy.." but I would really say it was a very different experience, something that I would never forget..That whole night, we could not sleep, talked and played, was kind of a picnic..very adventurous and amazing, something that I would never forget..ever..

Was she wrong or me..?? really does not matter..!!

It's about yesterday.We had just stepped out of the mall after watching a pathetic movie. Already, we were quiet disappointed and more of irritated with the movie..may be that's why it all happened..

We came out and were trying to find a way back to home..and to be frank..I am not good at remembering addresses, roads and landmarks..So is the case with my friend who was there with me..I can proudly say I am atleast better than her.. ;)

We asked a guy who was selling tender coconut on roads..he directed us to one of the roads..from where I could relate a little, and we almost reached the road from where we could get a Volvo bus or some auto..But thereon I was a little confused about which road to take further..

There were two ladies on the road..one on a two wheeler and the other one..standing on the road..they were busy gossipping so much..that I would have said "excuse me' for some 5-6 times but none of them bothered to reply back..They behaved as if they could not hear me, were dump or if I did not exist at all..they only knew what they thought of...

I was very irritated by this and I just moved on blabbering.."If they did not want to help/reply they could have said, what's the reason of ignoring like this..non sense people..blah..blah.." .. I think I was quiet audible to them.. :)

We would have moved only a 50 meters of distance..when the other lady on the vehicle came to us and said ..you people were saying something..Tell me how can I help you..I was seriously in no mood to ask anything to them by then..

My friend asked and she directed us to the same way, we were moving on..

I mean in this whole drama, whether I was wrong or she..I don't really know..feel as if both were 50% wrong and 50% right..but definitely I felt a little embarrased about what I  said in anger for them.. :)

Unforgettable Industrial Tour

Hmm..Where should I start with?

I was in 6th semester..about 15 days before the examination..we all were sitting down, studying , keeping our fingers crossed. All of us had in our mind, in one corner or the other, the hope, that examinations were really gonna be postponed..We were studying, but had this question in mind, every moment, are exams seriously going to be postponed or it's just a rumour..Suddenly, at the end of the day, while coming back from colleage campus to hostel, we heard a few people talking about this..something related to semester exams, we wanted to know what it was..

We went to a bunch of classmates to find out, this is when we came to know that the exams were postponed and we were all supposed to go for a mandatory industrial trip before the exams..Ahhaaa...where many of us were happy about the news, others were pretty excited about the industrial trip..Me and my friends had doubt, if our college and faculty are cool enough to take us for a trip..Since the classes were already over, with no dates yet declared for the final exams, many of us went to their homes..until the news come either for the trip or the exams..

Then one day, we were told about the trip, that we are all going to Shimla and Chandigarh for an industrial trip..I had a doubt, as many others, that the exams will be scheduled right in the next week the trip gets over, so wanted to avoid the trip and get indulged in studies to score some good marks..

Everyone else was packing the bags to go..and they were all very excited..

Few of my friends asked me a lot to join ..but I denied mentioning about the examination..My roommate came, with bags almost packed to go..she asked me to come too..I said "No, I don't want to", she asked me a few more times..I indeed was a lil sad, as most of my friends were going and will have lots of fun, which I was going to miss & study like a nerd.. She asked me a few more times..enough..even I wanted to go then..but I kept saying, I can't go, have to study.. But she managed to convince me somehow..We went to take permission from HOD, won't believe it, an hour before the time of departure.. My other friends joined too.. I had convinced my HOD for skipping the trip, saying that I wasn't well to go..So he said "You better don't go as you are ill." But now I wanted to ..My roommate asked a few more times, when I had already lost hope..that he will allow..Few other friends came and asked him to allow me to join..He kept saying "No".. Then finally, he told me to get consent from my parents.."Oh god, my parents had gone to attend a wedding, doubt, if they would pick my phone up"..I tried some 5-7 times, when they finally picked up my phone..some students from computer science branch had come to ask for something..Now they were asking if I am going too..I just smiled, saying nothing..Finally had to write a letter and give it to HOD, saying that I was all well to go..But then..

I did not have enough money to deposit for the trip fee..Even had no time to withdraw and deposit the money from some ATM..One of my friends deposited that for me..Now, even I was going, I could not believe that, but was a little happy about the fact..I had only 25 minutes left to finish all the packing and come to the bus. God only knows how I finished doing all the packing in just 10-15 mins, because going back from campus to the hostel itself killed around 15 minutes, since every one was asking how could my friends convince the obstinate soul to join the trip ..I still remember that..and when I came out with my bag..all my classmates & friends were a little surprised and very happy about it..as we all can have lots and lots.. and lots..of fun..together..now :)

I would really like to mention..that we really had loads of fun.. 

Unsuccessful House Expedition :( :(

This is not the first time when I went to look for an apartment/flat in Bangalore, never ending journey, believe me.. :'(

The journey began from the day I stepped into Bangalore, it seems changing your place to stay, every other month is kind of custom here in Bangalore..To give you an example.. this is the third place within a year I have moved to...How much so ever I may try, I will end up finding a huge number of issues with very place, my bad luck may be..But so is the case with all other friends of mine..atleast with most of them ..

One of my friends has recently moved to Bangalore, so we came up with the nice thought of finding a flat and staying together. But, I just forgot how difficult it is to find a good place in Bangalore to stay. So this Sunday, we thought of starting the "house hunt".

We decided upon to meet at a place and then started looking for a good house. We contacted so many brokers, 'x' number of people through 'n' number of advertisements on internet, some random phone numbers put on display around the pavement, we even went to some shops and asked them if they know any brokers/vacant houses. We tried almost everything, wasted around a week to surf internet and contact people. We even wasted one complete day, roaming around to get just an apartment.

We were so tired that we were hardly able to walk, even after putting into so much of effort, we found nothing..

Now you will think what's the issue was..it's just a matter of a house and not some Kohinoor Ka Khazaana/ Lost Treasure of Barmuda Triangle :)

First of all, the area, we want to stay in, there are hardly any vacant houses there..Those which get vacated, would be occupied before the previous tenant leaves it..and before the good news come out..some places won't be good enough to stay..some will be in a lonely sad, isolated area..some with a very high price tag..

Conclusion......

We could not get any nice place to stay..but the hunt is still on..hope our journey ends soon.. Just wish us a very best of luck, thank you ..  :)

Urdu Poetry/Shayari

Jaise andhero mei diye jalte hain
Chaaho to patzhad mei bhi phool khilte hain
Maano to hai chaahat na maano to hasrat
Hausalon se hi registaan mei bhi 
Sapno k aashiyane milte hain

Music is the Food for the Soul..!!

In today's fast pace life, if someone really wants to shed off some tension and feel relaxed, then I, like lots of other people, believe that "Music" is not only an instrument for entertainment but also a medicine to the scars and wounds that we are gifted everyday by one or the other things going around in our lives. 

Especially if you tune yourself to some soothing soft music everyday in the morning, then its no less than a meditation to keep yourself fresh and calm for the rest of the day. Try and notice people who are listening to some song or some really really good music, most of them would either start tapping their fingers/hands/feet or would start singing/humming, enjoying it, forgetting all their worries and pains for that duration atleast. 

I have noticed this so many times and with so many people. 

My roommate used to sing while studying. 

The person who sits next to me in office, actually starts singing suddenly when he listens to some song using headphones/earphones or sometimes just like that :) 

Most of the people sing while they are standing in a queue..etc..etc.. 

The reason why I have put all these examples here, is to highlight the fact that, music is a boon in this modern, technical and practical world and makes routine work enjoyable... 

Try it..feel it ;)

There is much to do..beyond your Job..!!

I know a workaholic like me, should be the last person in the world to give others a lecture about doing something in life for themselves, that can bring true happiness and satisfaction to them. But believe me, you know more when you yourself have been through something..

During the past few months, I was working like an insane it seems, I mean continuously working for 14 to 16 hours a day is no less than madness..like I had forgotten that I too have a life of my own..Job is a just a part of my life and not the only thing left in my life..

I tried to work harder every day to prove myself but now I have understood one thing, you just don't need to prove anything to anyone, time will tell everything..I overlooked my health, did not watch even a single movie over the past two months, had stopped listening to music...blah..blah..blah..

The person who was a movie freak once, used to watch 4-5 movies back to back, used to listen to music all round the day..if have stopped doing all these..was a sign that there is something wrong with the way I had been living those days..I was a little frustrated and bored of my routine of going to office, working like a nerd, used to forget to have water till I was in office..I mean.."Get a life dude, seriously, I mean it." I fell ill often and still do, but then this weekend I had a break of 5 days, when I got time to think about me, my life and the way I can stay happy..All thanks to "Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara", pathetic movie..but the only good thing about the movie is it makes you realize the value of this second, this moment and to enjoy it to its fullest.

Working hard to make your future secure, ruining your present will do no good to you, because how do you know that you will live that much to enjoy with what you have saved for your old age..

So I have started living my life again, the way I used to and will continue to do so..atleast I hope so...

I never knew that Facebook is so important

And that's when I realized Facebook exists

For some things that we do, we don't even think of before doing..And that's how we create trouble for ourselves..

I did the same mistake..hey am a human being too..

It's a page turned over from my college saga, my college's last semester to be precise. Facebook did not exist to me till that time. I just had a profile, that's because some or the other friend had sent an invitation. But I never bothered to use it. As many other invitations, I had got a request from some community, I did not even bother to read the name. I used to accept almost all the invitations, because I never used facebook, so for me it was just a click, which never mattered.

There was a common HOD for computer science and information technology. Even though we were hostel mates and friends, whenever it was I.T. v/s computer science, we used to defend out branch and classmates like kids.

After a month or two, three of us, as like any other usual day, were sitting down in the college lawn, after dinner. Few more of our friends joined.That's when we came to know that there was a rumour all over the campus that a few computer science students have been called by the Head Of the Department. There was a curiosity for sure since we were from I.T., so anything related to our HOD, computer science or I.T. was important. :)

One of them mentioned that some random community was created a few months ago, all those who are involved or are members are being called. I did not bother because I thought I was safe because I never used facebook. But I was wrong, I came to know the very next morning. After computer science, few of us(I.T. students) were called, felt as if we were summonned by the court of law.

As soon as we reached there, the HOD told me that it wasn't expected from students like you. He asked us "You must be aware why you have been called". Many of us said yes, but I guess so but I was not sure. He told a few things like the community...members..I tried to join the links...and that's when I realized one of those clicks have screwed my life. He asked me to come back next year for last semester, those words.. I felt as if something has drilled my head. I tried to expain but he was not interested. I mentioned that may be I have joined by mistake, because I never cared for facebook and its invitations, but everything seemed to be meaningless to him. Then he says this way you will join some terrorist group/event invitation some other day, a question, for which I had no answer at all. We were asked to come again the following day.

Next day..

Our cell phones were confiscated as soon as we entered the room. Three of the faculty members including HOD were sitting down like Supreme Court judges..They blasted so much on us..Then started checking our messages, pictures, call log and all. I had no idea what was going on. Suddenly they asked two of us to call their parents and ask them to come there as soon as possible, we had no clue what was going to happen. One of the parents, one classmate's father came and then happened something which I had not expected by any chance.

They declared that two of our classmates, manipulate Santa Banta jokes with the HOD's and one of the faculty member's name, forward it to everyone. They have created an anti HOD community and all. His father was very angry and he slapped him very hard in front of everyone for quiet a lot of times. All of us felt very bad. But we could do nothing. We were told so many things, I was never scolded so much in my entire student life. Those two days were like something ...unexplainable....

One of the memories..which was not at all good.. a page that I would like to tear off ..

Black Magic or No Magic..I always wonder..!!

I have had conversations with so many people around. Many of them claim to have experience of traces of magic- white or black, I really don't know..

One of the good things about this topic is once you kick start it, every one will have some or the other story to share with, that may scare you, fantasize you, amuse you or sometimes even make you think, "is it really possible? " 

Even I have one personal experience, God only knows if it was a prank or ..??

As far as I remember, the incident happened somewhere a day or two before the University Examination, when I was in college- III semester.. I was a hostler and had a roommate too.The room was designed so that every part of the room was visible from every other part. I had this weird habit of getting up early in the morning at around 4 am and study. The place was situated in western part of India where sun rises only after  6 am in winters. 

As usual it was 4 am and my alarm rang. I stopped the alarm, was only half awake and was trying a lot to convince myself to come in full senses, get up and study. To switch on the lights while lying down, I just had to make a little effort as the switch board was almost reachable from the bed. As soon as this thought of switching on lights clicked my mind and I made a move towards it, I noticed something at the doorstep. Lots of water right from the doorstep towards the bed. I thought may be I am still half asleep that's why I saw something like this. Because to rain in this part of the country, that too in winters was almost like something that happens only in dreams. I rubbed my eyes to get a clear view of what I had noticed a few seconds back.

I was a lil surprised, don't know for what reason, I made my roommate to wake up too. She woke up and even she gave a surprised look. I asked her if it rained last night,(she usually used to study till 1 or 2 am ). She said "No", and this  "No" hit our head quiet hard. We thought it was somebody's prank to throw water at our doorstep. But before we could come to a conclusion my roommate noticed something which I had not noticed so far.

She told me that something is floating on the top of water. Even I noticed that, after she had mentioned. I switched on the light to discover there was red colored water all over the floor and egg white like thing was floating on the top of it. We were surprised, shocked and angry too. First time in life I had seen something like that. When we went towards the gate, we could see many more things like oil, sesame seeds and so on.  We felt really disgusting and were more worried about getting it all cleaned that too a few days before the examination. Huh..pretty painful...the thought only was..

My roommate asked me not to, but I managed to open the door, after our long discussion to figure out what it could be, we did not even notice that it was almost 6:00 am by that time. After I opened the door, I saw some yuk things lying outside the door. It was some newspaper, rotten papaya, oil, some red colored water sprinkled over and dried by that time. That was too much for us. We went and made a complaint to the warden. By the time we came back, it had already turned into a museum. Everyone came to our floor just to have a look of it. It became more of a refreshment before the examination and helped us get relieved from studies for a while.

Still wonder what it was, but was really a different experience which I could not jot down fully on some blog or paper.. 

Mean Paying Guest/Hostel Owner

I have never seen such a person in my 22 years of life. How can somebody be so mean? How can somebody even get a sound sleep at night after doing something really bad to someone? Such people can never stay happy in their life..

This is about my landlady/ Paying Guest owner, who is shamelessly mean and cheap. There is a gal, who stayed in a room opposite to mine. This gal, (I know her personally) she is a happy go lucky kinda friendly and cheerful person & a Yoga trainer by profession.

We have this rule to give an intimation around a month before you leave the PG. The gal did the same. She told her(landlady) that she will vacate at the end of the month(July) but at the same time she told landlady that she may need an extension, if she does not find a proper place to stay. The owner agreed happily. This gal could find a good place to move, but the only problem was that she could shift only after 5th of August. She went on around 22nd of July to the owner and asked her if it is ok if she continues till 5th August as her new place will be available only on the eve of 5th August. So she can move by 6th August. The owner agreed because until then she could not find a replacement for her room. But she asked her to pay the rent for 10 days, the gal agreed.

Suddenly the owner came on 29th July and asked the gal to vacate by 31st July morning. The gal was surprised, rather shocked. She could not understand how can she(the owner) ask her just like that to vacate when she had agreed to accomodate her till 5th August and moreover she had already paid rent for an extension of 10 days till 10th August. She put this question forward. The landlady started shouting and told she knows how to throw people out of her place. The gal got angry and said that you can’t just throw somebody out like this. This is not done. They had an argument for around an hour with no conclusion, the owner went back blabbering that she knows how to run the business and she will make sure that she vacates by 31st.

Later we came to know that the owner gave confirmation to a new tenant to stay from 1st August. This is really disgusting. How can she let a new gal come and stay when she has given a commitment till 10th August to someone else. Money makes some people even loose their dignity, now I have seen an example.

The gal was very tensed as she did not want any controversy but she had no other option, as her new place would be available only after 5th. The gal went for a picnic on Saturday 30th July and came back on 1st of August. When she was not there the landlady tried to break into her room but she did not have the key. She tried to use all the other keys she had with her, around 100s but she did not succeed. Finally she went back.

The gal came back on Sunday at around 11:30 pm at night. Next morning, as it was a weekday, we all went to office except one gal who has quit her job and preparing for some examination and this gal who is supposed to vacate and then happened which I have heard of before only in movies..

At around 12 pm, the landlady came and locked her inside the room silently so that she could not know. At around 1 pm she got up and tried to come outside the room. She was amazed, she was trying hard, but she could not open the door. She(victim) knocked the door from inside but since there was no one else in the nearby rooms, nobody came to her rescue. The she called up the gal in one far away room and asked her to open the room. The gal from the other room came and found that it was just latched and no lock was put, luckily. She opened the door. The victim took a sigh of relief and thanked her for opening the door. The other gal went back inside her room. The victim was about to cross the main gate and go downsairs, as our PG is on 2nd floor, it was then when she realized that 5 tall, dark and obese men are standing on her way. She got thunderstruck, she could not understand what’s going on.

These 5 men included 3 relatives of the landlady along with her husband and son, who were no less than Gundas in appearance. As soon as she could realize what’s happening, they started abusing her. She felt a little helpless as she there was no one else along with her but she also shouted and tried to give them back with great courage, locked her room and managed to come out somehow.

When she reached the ground floor, what she found was..her scooty was tied with a strong chain and a lock was put on it. She tried to unchain the scooty and even after a continuos 15 minutes effort she did not succeed. Then the landlady’s son came and started fighting with her and asked her to get out of his PG.

The gal told that she had full right to stay as she had paid the rent for these 10 days and the owner had agreed for this too. There was a serious argument and she continued trying to unchain the vehicle, and luckily she could. The victim, I will say is a strong strong gal, She went to the nearby Police Station and lodged a complaint agianst the landlady. She told them she had a threat of her life there in the PG. So one lady constable was sent with her so that she could take out her stuff from the room.

She came back with the constable and found that these people were standing on the main gate so that she could not enter and take her lugguage. When they saw the constable, they atleast let her in. The victim felt a little broken but she managed to pack all her things. While she was doing that she found out from the lady constable that the owner had given some bribe to the Policemen in that police station as the PG is not a registered PG and hence illegal.

The constable asked her to take the complaint back saying that you only will be troubled if you don’t do so. How disgusting and convenient it was for her.!!. We are staying in a country where the people who are supposed to safeguard us and the country, sell themseleves for a little bribe with no shame. Since she was alone in the city, she was forced to take the complaint back.

But still I would say that this gal has really set an example for others. We should always fight against what is wrong and that’s what she did. I am happy that today I have a friend like her..  :)

The Volvo Experience

It was 17th August 2011, 8:45 am in the morning when I took the volvo KA01 FA-1677. The conductor had a badge  with D/O B No  5569 in Bangalore, Karnataka from HSR Layout to reach my office.

The conductor was way too rude, he does not have any sense how to deal with the people travelling through that Volvo and the driver was no less.

He treated the passengers like cattle, extremely rude he was with no sense to conduct with the female passengers. He behaved as if he owns the Volvo and is doing some favour on us by letting us travel through it.

There was no place to even stand in the Volvo but he was forcing us to go back and was shouting ridiculously on us to go inside. He also let many more people to get into the Volvo even when there was no space inside to accommodate more people. The people were standing right at the doorstep(entrance). It could have caused a mishap, even with a small mistake from the driver’s end, while opening and closing the door.

Also since we were standing right at doorstep we could feel the force laid by the automatic doors whenever it was closed.

I believe humans should be treated like humans and not furniture and also the Volvo employees should have little decency to talk politely and like humans.

The "Anna March"

Anna Hazaare is the name, which does not need an introduction today. He has started a spirit of revolution against corruption in the country. But every time I think about the way, people in India have adopted to fight against this corruption, there is one question that hits my mind hard.

Do the citizens of this nation really need to do what they are doing right now?

Will standing on the roads, causing jams, making human chains from east to west/ north to south of the city will really help?
Will just wanting to stay in a corruption free environment without doing anything concrete about it is the solution?

Many of us won’t agree, even many of my friends do not agree to what I say. But don’t we really need to re-assess the current situation and worth of the ongoing protest in the country. I personally feel that the untapped energy in youths is really being wasted over certain things, which is not going to make things better. One of the examples is these rallies or the “Anna March”, some manipulated version of Dandi March. The only difference being people have come out on roads with the so called reason of standing against the Govt. of India, but have they ever thought about the consequences. Most of them don’t even know why are they a part of the rally, most of the youths take it as an outing with friends and say..“Chal na yaar, we will have fun, aur attendance bhi to mil raha hai”. They are doing the rallies, but I don’t think they even feel the cause about which they are claiming to do all this. Second consequence, the traffic becomes still for certain hours, what if someone needs a quick medical aid and should be taken to hospital urgently. He/ She will die in between, on roads, won’t even reach hospital and get a chance to fight against death. Is it anyway fair to them?

People want a change in the current democratic set up of the nation, by simply relying on the Jan Lokpal bill, is this attitude fair enough? How many of us can take a guarantee that they have never let corruption flourish. I have a number of examples which people may consider as a must to do thing but have made corruption grow in one or the other way.

Most people would have used a cab/auto/taxi some or the other day, would have paid a fixed price, may be even double/triple of what the fair should ideally be. When we have clear norms of hiring an auto and paying on the basis of meter reading, why do we pay 50 bugs for going to the nearby market, which is not even a km or 2 away? Are not we strengthening the intentions of the auto driver to ask for 60 bugs from the next passenger?

Many people pay lacs of Rs as donation to some university/ college or even to schools now-a-days to get their children admitted.

People will pay more than MRP in super/hyper markets for many things quiet often, that too knowingly. They won’t even question this, because they think of their image, what other people will think if I ask for Re 1, which is charged extra. It does not go with my standards to ask for a penny.

People will throw garbage on the roads, spit on walls etc. and ask for cleanliness.

They will bribe just to get a BSNL sim card, electricity, water/ gas cylinder  connection, sometimes even for birth/marriage/death cretificate/ passport clearance and so on. So when we ourselves are not clean how can we ask others to be? Stop giving these bribes, supporting such acts, if no-one will, whom will they ask for bribes?  And not to forget one thing, those who take bribes are also a part of some or the other family, go correct your family members atleast, that will help and not these rallies.

It’s we, the citizens of any nation, who can actually bring a change by a deep sense of commitment and concrete attitude, by constantly working towards it and not some Jan Lok Pal bill.  If you can’t take a guarantee of yourself and your family of being corruption free, how can you even depend on the people who have framed or will be the part of the committee under this bill later?

What we need now is to assess the pain points, to remember our duties first and also contribute towards fulfilling it, because if you forget your Duties, you have no right at all, to claim your Rights..!!

Anger

Sometimes the anxious and desperate outburst of aggression

Knock down drag out the molten lava of petty emotions

Trivial are the things utterly they shout

Serious ones, just murmured forgetting what it was all about

Most times,they are not enough fair

Not intended to comment upon I swear

Each of us commit it at times somewhere

Not very often we think about or care

On acquaintances with people stuck in such instances

One either comments or gives weird glances

Surprisingly we behave,amazing tactics we deploy

Showing, the things like that simply annoy

Every moment all pretend to be the Christ

To hide their flaws and hog the limelight

One needs to check the cause of distress

That's what ends up with a big mess

If encountered the very moments, no need to be panic

For its the thrust that propels the planes supersonic

Expect the Unexpected

Events in life are like rains in Bangalore, unpredictable yet mesmerizing  (I am anyways not talking about the mental trauma through which you undergo when you are stuck in heavy traffic due to this rain).

Back on the topic..

Something/Someone will turn up suddenly to you of which you would have never thought of. Opportunity, you would have eagerly waiting for, and it may knock at your doorstep when you might be lost in your world of dreams and fantasy. No doubt dreams and nightmares are two facets of your own life.

Even the bestest dreams of yours may turn up to you as nightmares, if you have been pursuing the same for a hell long part of your life and it (your goal) would have never even bothered about or cared of you, as a prospective candidate.

So is the truth of life, you believe it or not, sometimes sweet sometimes sour, and sometimes super sweet, sweeter than honey it tastes when you were actually about to put into your mouth a piece of chilly and sometimes bitter than the bittergourd or sometimes even the honey may taste bitter, for the fever would have chained you before you would have realized and done something about it.

So, what I believe is to always be prepared for the surprises that life rolls out for you. It may not seem to you that fruitful when a beautiful castle of sand built by you a minute before, would have just been broken but in a long run you will definitely realize that sand castles, however strong they may be, even the weakest wave in the ocean have strengths enough to take away with it the nest of your life.

Zest of life is to enjoy even the sorrows and failures that you face for it will not only heal the pain of loosing but also regenerate your soul to fight the miseries of the world.

Diplomacy is the Key to Leadership

Okay..leme explain the term leader and leadership through this simple catch line, with which many of you would have come across many a times

Leadership is the art of implementing a plan, project, process or mission in such a way that everyone (within the mob) feels that his/her idea was the need of hour and hence, chosen.

I hope you would have understood the concept of leadership which I am trying to pinpoint. I am not criticizing this methodology of making people work together, this indeed is sometimes the only way to march towards the progress. While working with a group of thousands or lets say millions of people, the captain needs to make every individual in the group feel that his/her presence was not any way less important than that of the others. For whether you may believe it or not, that individual is not a "Drop in an ocean" , infact each of these individuals rather assemble to make the saying "Every drop counts".. true!!

There may be several other things to be taken care of, but this is one thing that I believe is the key to be a successful leader irrespective of the field/aspect of life in which you are trying to stand out of the crowd and let others feel, that you may drive the wheel of success with your endeavour.

Never Ending Journey Of Unhappiness..!!

Human beings, synonym of "Unhappiness", yeah, that's why we will find atleast one reason to cry for, even when we already have a million reasons to smile .. You think, "I am lying"..ok ok..just rewind your life.. a few hours..or may be a day ..

Now, honestly think of the time when you were happy about something, don't tell me that you had no reason to be happy or to smile ever, anyone's life can't be that pathetic, atleast give it a try..!!

Ya, you can  do it..ok..so now you got one.. :)

Just think of the very next moment, you would definitely be thinking of something/someone..that would have doubled your happiness..

You know what, we have a strange attraction to everything, it's not the matter of happiness or satisfaction. it's just the matter of conquerence..ya..as soon as we get something/someone, the desire to conquer that gets over and also the objective to continue living, so we find new ones to continue this monotonous and stereotypical life with a fresh zeal and hence, we set for ourselves, a new aim to pursue..!!

That's what keep ourselves indulged in this wordly wheel of happiness and sadness, letting us forget the question

"Why do we all die to live when we actually live to die..!!" :)

Still a mystery for me..!!

Deserted and Isolated Hours..!!

I sometimes wonder, am I the only person who often feels a weird loneliness among a crowd of 100s or say 1000s of people or there are many others among the crowd who feel the same..?

What is this strange envelope of emptiness that surrounds you so deep, that you find yourself lost in a world of irresistible and tempting silence, at times a soothing blackhole of darkness, that actually steals a few moments of relaxation from this fast pace of life, with which I often try to coordinate my footsteps..!!

While diving into the ocean of my dreams and fantasy, I may be alone but not sad..silent but not dumb..unveilling the secrets of this mysterious yet fascinating world, every now and then..!!

I just hope that I will find the master key to the locks of this strange magical cobweb very soon..!!