Allahabadi Worldview

sorry friends, I have joined a new job therefore undergoing training where i am isolated from my laptop :( therefore won't be able to post new stories but rest assured when i will get out of this van-waas, i will put up breathtaking stories, sketches and my feelings in my way! till that time, keep ur wishes with me!! rgds, Vin

Some day you have to make a decision about your life, its upto you to what you choose.....the right or the left.......eventually whatever the direction you choose, one thing is certain, YOU HAVE TO WALK!!!! I strongly believe life is all about choices, you make your own and you get the results in your way....... Motive gives you a chance to not to become a headless chicken..!!! I am lacking a motive, i always lacked..........but you came in my life and gave a reason to do something.......something which was worth doing. you became my inspiration, guide, teacher and my motive..........and as a disciplined pupil i did whatever came in mind which made me to walk on a strait which was directed towards you..... thanks for being with me.......thanks for being my motive.....

“No,no don’t do this!!! It was a full throttle scream which came from behind, I turned back, it was my boss there. No this is not your destiny,you cant leave the battleground without fighting, atleast not like this.Mark my words " Life is bowl of colours, its upto you to choose your colour...........CHOOSE IT"!!! “But I am fed up of all this, its been 3 months since am suffering each day, there hasn’t been a single mint when I have felt good, felt as if my life is worth living. I am dying everyday, every moment from inside, now I feel it’s the time! “ I told him with tears in my eyes. Boss came closer, put his hand over my shoulder said me to come to his cabin. Time 6:30 pm Place: South corner, Floor 1, Videocon Tower, Jhandewalan Extension, New Delhi I was surprised to see a pizza box with my favourte drink on the table. Unbelievable, this cant be him. He offered me the stuffs and asked,”were you serious? Or just oozing out your frustration?” certainly it was a

Time 9:30 pm Place : Videocon Tower, Jhandewalan Extension, New Delhi “No,no don’t do this!!!” Screamed my boss when he saw me drafting my resignation letter 3 hours back. And the past 3 hours have been the most effective & stirring time of my life, I got to know a poles apart face which was concealed, unknown to me even after sharing the same corner of my office with him. I am talking to one of the most despised person in my office who apparently happens to my boss Mr. Furkan Ahmed. Time 9:30 am Place : Videocon Tower, Jhandewalan Extension, New Delhi As the gate of lift number 1 opened on the first floor, I found one of the most familiar face from my life with whom I share almost 12 hours everyday. Mr.Furkaan Ali, DGM-Operations was waiting for me with a typical killer smile, his broad hands came around me & surprisingly he tapped my shoulders with ease & sheltered my shoulders with his hand and we directed towards our corner on the southern part of office. I was

i wana right.... everybody says this line, coz everybody is busy in asking for rights but look at me, i wana write, coz i wana write and i am not getting time to express myself. Bhara pada hai paap ka ghada, ab to kuch likhna padega.... soooon

its a story in the backdrop of recent Mumbai blast at 6:53 pm in dadar, where a person dies.this is the last page of his life....... 7:30 am A lazy morning in Mumbai, sunlight is filtering through the curtains and on the bed, I am lazily thinking about priorities of my day. I have office at 9, meet with international clients at 11, prepare for tomorrows presentation till 4, then have meeting with boss at 6, hummff that’s it for the day!!! No, no I forgot one thing I have to go to car machanic for wheel alignment as well but before 7 pm at any cost. Well, after getting all the days business set in my mind, I dug my face again in the pillow and fell asleep only when a screaming sound made entry over my ear drums “aaj to Bandar-Bandariya ki shaadi ho rahi hai”(today monkey couple are marrying eachother)…..it was my little kido “Saniya” whom we all call Sana. She jumped over my belly and said,”papa, dekho na bahar kitna acha lag raha hai, barish aur dhoop sath sath”. I grazed out of

Again A blast rocked Mumbai few hours back. Police says, its an IED blast by unknown terrorists. But i am puzzled with the fact that gradually Indian forces & authorities have shifted from RDX to IED in last few years. Lets see, what IED is and is it is deadly enough to trigger mass destruction. Improvised Explosive Devices (IEDs : Overview An IED can be imagined with any type of material and initiator. It is a "homemade" device that is designed to cause death or injury by using explosives alone or in combination with toxic chemicals, biological toxins, or radiological material. IEDs can be produced in varying sizes, functioning methods, containers, and delivery methods. IEDs can utilize commercial or military explosives, homemade explosives, or military ordnance and ordnance components. They are unique in nature because the IED builder has had to improvise with the materials at hand. Designed to defeat a specific target or type of target, they generally becom

I was reading a book yesterday which talked about nationalism and its consequences. The 300 page book is well written and poses questions beyong imagination for a thinker. I am one of those thinkers who believe in rationalism. I wish to get into the groove of the matter which makes me to do some homework all the time. Tiring though  When we talk of nationalism, then I must say it has powers beyond imagination. It can change a common man into Adolf Hitler, a thinker like Bhagat Singh into an armed activist, Mohan das Gandhi into Mahatma. There are hundreds of examples which has its positives and negatives but one thing is common in all of them, NATIONALISM.. Amazingly denegraded, unnoticed power of all time, this has turned Germany into Phoenix, United States into the most powerful state of the world, Japan into fearsome fighter nation and India into one nation (after having history of a divided states, 100 of them fighting for pity awkward self esteem). When I talk about a natio

News came in the early morning on a news channel that Osama Bin Laden was found & killed at some place in Pakistan. I was shocked with the news, that how come a person like Osama can be killed. So here is my analysis of the truth behind curtains: I used three spects to look at the proceedings. 1. Pakistan : A nation which terms itself as victim of terrorism, an ally of US, staunch supporter of counter terrorism operations in Afganistan and by virtue of it, it earns millions of dollars as free ball from US, a full range of battle ready equipments, explosives, technologies from the bosses sitting in white house. But inadvertently, against all claims illustrated earlier in the above para, Pakistan has earned the status of Safe Heaven for the millitants, terrorist, extemists from all over the world. Pakistan because of its strategic position which gives it neighbours like Iran in west, afganistan in north n arabian sea in the south-west makes itself as an impeccable need for Unit

Break Fast what it means? more often we use it in the morning time when we gulp something. actually it means to break the fast or the pause in eating due to night. but if you look at the literal meaning of it then you can derive numerous meanings, interpretations. But i am using Break Fast today to intimate the break in the fast life which never let me sit with my laptop & finger it at my will to mark my feelings into words. Here i start........................again........

the journey started in July 2010 is still going but the pace has gone down, pressure has been eased off and deliverables have been delivered so far,,, and the journey of 8 months has been tiring, emotionally charged, full of angry moments, arguments, heart breaks, sometimes fun, sometimes laugh , sometimes giggles and many feelings which cant be penned down.. I don claim that i did all the good work but for sure i did mistakes and suffered due to them. Lost many opportunities in the way which claimed many seats for my fellow Symbian, screwed many chances which could have been turned in awesome placements. sometimes i felt like instead of being in a team, stealing information upto me so that there cant be a leak in the information and on the other hand sometimes i shared information with batch mates which was against the ethics. but i did when time demanded for it. i had the privilege to get in touch with all kind of interesting creature called HR manager. they seem to be the mo

3 months back: One morning when i got up and looked at the sky out of my window......a full moon..... a full moon was grazing at me as if saying, my dear don't worry, i wont allow dark night to horrify you, i will be with you in every dark moments and will show you the way when you dont have the option of using your eyes. a day before yesterday: when i got up and looked out of my window, i din see anything, my moon was not there, it was dark black horizon where nothing was visible..........except for a ray of hope... you know, a single strand has power to keep a cloth intact.......& a single ray has the power to keep the darkness at bay. actually i had lost my moon long ago but i dint realised the darkness as i was comfortable remembering the soothing light, the cozyness and cool feeling from the moon!!! I was living in oblivion, staying away from truth which was as bigger as Himalaya is..............which had a foundation of LIE. My moon was cheating me, moon sai

Greed is mother of all complexities........ is this true? YES, a big time truth!!!! ok, lets try to figure out this one, this time! One of my friend is working with a company in India, he is fine with the job, is earning decent money, having a lavish life, goes to movie with his ----- every weekend, eats in big eateries, enjoys life upto the brim but when it comes to satisfaction.... he is a big time screwed guy, with heaps of desires like want to go abroad for onsight work because she can earn huge amount of money which (cant) quench his desire for money, soul, body either. So, is there any answer for this? to me NO! its just like an american prostitute who enters into this business to satisfy her desires and end up as an addict to smell of bodies! Its almost like a dog's tail which swings up & down even if his master has kicked his ass! so, where is the solution? I tried to figure this out, reached insanity as i found the answer in money itself. I don

“At the cash counter of civil hospital in the city of Lucknow, there was a spat going on. A young boy, (roughly around 16-17yrs old, clad in untidy clothes, unshaved and with wet eyes) was having a heated debate with the counter man, who on the opposite side of the window, was throwing typical hot-words. Nobody around were looking interested in the debate, but were firmly enjoying the drama with loads of enthusiasm. I was moving towards parking after meeting my relative who was admitted over there, but looks of the boy compelled me to get into the spat. I went to the counter & asked the boy ,”what happened, bhai”? He glanced & tried to figure out whether I am related to the hospital or not, when he failed to assess, he replied, “I need the final bills to get cleared but the counter man says to come after 3 pm”. I looked at my watch, it was 11:45 am, as is apparent, Govt. employees work only post lunch, in the similar fashion, a time of 3:30pm was wisely advised. Then I sug