Allahabadi Worldview

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

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

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

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

time : 11:27 am place: Bed no. 3, A-412, Symbiosis Infotech campus Season : Holiday season What next ???? yippppieeeeee, absolutely free & nothing to do!!!! thats why writing this page :P I wana kill Ayon for this topic, gone is 60 sec??? i don't know what can be done in this lil span of time, absolutely nothing! chalo, let me think about it and write something.... hmmmm....what can i think of in next 60 sec...time starts now... mummy, bhai , tanu, allahabad, pune, chandigarh, kamlesh, manish, ayaon, binu......phew...!!!(i could write this much in 60 sec, sad) anyways, i will keep 6 mins in my kitty & feel it as 60 sec... "it all started yesterday, with Manish Raghuvanshi...he has a basic problem of something or everything stopping in his esophagus that is the food pipe, while gulping. so we went to Aditya Birla Hospital for check up and endoscopy! so all set for a hospital ride? yeah! " Manish was given a small robe to wear before the

"aaahhhh! Yeh Dil Maange More............" a famous one liner from a well known soft drink company when amalgamated with likes of Capt.Vikram Batra produced a huge roar in the cinema hall called "Gurudev Talkies" in outskirts of Kanpur in a area called Sharda Nagar. I can recollect memories of the movie LOC-Kargill when an emotion led audience was energized with all ***** in the movie & all the one liners of the movie. Now the question arises why m i writing about some incident which occurred in 2003-04 after a well spent 6 years>? this is because of the same feel, same emotion burst that i had today. not only me, i am convinced that there must be 20 other guys with similar feeling at this point of time when i am writing all this. While writing my previous post "Silence of the Lambs", i wrote in the penultimate line: "i want to see roar around me" & this is what is happening at 10:15 pm of 29th Nov'10. I a

Have you ever seen lambs in the slaughter houses??? No? ok then i must tell you that if you have to figure out the tension, agony, pain, fear among them then look into eye of one of them.................Everything is self explanatory there. hmmmmm, why am i talking about Lambs, well i am just trying to compare lambs with humans. I am placement co-ordinator for the batch 09-11 and this is what i find in the fag end of day when results are ought to come & all aspirants sit, stand, totter like lambs. i won't say that they have pain, agony, fear in their eyes but yes, FF is there.........Fear of Failure...!!! Look what they do....... 1. keep their fingers crossed...in anticipation of some luck which can give them much sought after result. 2. Try to talk about anything which can keep them aloof of the proceedings but somewhere in the back of their mind, RESULTs keep revolving. 3. Keep sitting, standing in a certain position which they feel, can bring in so

A lazy morning, a lazy bed and a very very very lazy sleeping giant over the bed...ie, me!!!! Alarm rang n somehow i managed to look at my mobile about the description of the alarm. It made me jump out of my blanket and i rushed to toi/bathroom to do the natural job. interestingly the last word in the above line was the Description of the Alarm that made me to jump out of bed..........aahhh it is a placement day!!! placement day : a d-day for any MBA student irrespective of whether he has taken loan or not. irrespective of how many backlogs one has secured during his journey during MBA. so as far as i am concerned, neither i have taken any loan for studies nor i could manage any backlog during the stint of 2 years. therefore, i can say that i am not from the happening lot of the batch who enjoy the good golden days of adventure of backlogs or the pressure of calculating & repayment of loans. ohhh i forgot, i was talking about Placements.... you know, "Placements

when i was a kid, i never shared my fruits, lunch, chocos, i literally never thought of sharing the sweets & the formiddable "singharas* aka samosa" for which i can take another life..........to eat..!!! what i used to do was to take everything from my elder brother who was a gentle kid and seriously an ideal brother, full of patience and pardonness.......... & my lovely sis, who always gave me a challenge as far as sharing my things were concerned.. so that was my childhood story regarding my nature...!!! time passed, lots of water flown through Ganges and i grew up, but still the sharing instincts were absent in me. once i saw two beggers on the streets of civil lines of allahabad, laughing & eating food whatever they managed to gather for the lunch time. saw them sharing their stuffs... one had managed to take sabji from some house & another had few rotis..........it was just like combination of two souls who needed eachother. what

Few bloody Indians think that they know history of India.....but now I think time has come to teach some lessons about our history and a take home "GYAN" about not to poke their nose into matters which they are not supposed to put their shit..... to begin with.......lets see how our history shaped up in early 19th century: "Everything started in early years of 20th century when many Hindu leaders occupied the lime-light. few of them were Mahatma Gandhi, Tilak, Nehru and many more. At that time many Muslim leader felt that being minority they can be isolated and may be under-treated in the reign of HINDUS. though it was based on few apprehension of handful of leaders, but it aggravated and proved fatal for the nation. lets look what happend after that: The All India Muslim League (AIML) was formed in Dhaka in 1906 by Muslims who were suspicious of the Hindu-majority Indian National Congress. They complained that Muslim members did not have the same rights as Hindu

hi folks, today was my free day after 5 days of struggle with books and other study materials . so i decided to go for a movie..:CLASH OF THE TITANS". this was a much awaited movie and buzz is all around. i had observed the amount of talks about the movie, all sorts of marketing stunts , gimmicks and finally the reviews (4 star, 8/10 rating points....). therefore, i decided to go for it. well story first: Movie : CLASH OF THE TITANS Director : unknown Star cast : Hero " AVATAAR" the story starts with a bang, like KAAL-CHAKRA in mahabharat serial, a narrator explains about ZEUS, HAEDIS & other Greek gods and their deeds/misdeeds. the there comes a boy, Persious!!!! he is the hero of the movie. the story line is really fantastic one liner: "Zeus permitted Haedis to unleash hell on earth so that the people on earth start their offering prayers to the god again but this weakened Zeus in turn and energised Haedis whose power lied in the fear of

hey folks, this is march 13th 2010 and it seems life is running in full throttle and the gear is unlikely to shift backwards. the time is passing faster than the clock (looks like), it feels as if yesterday we joined SIIB and today we are one year old here. 6th june, 2009 was the day when i became a part of SIIb and till today, its been a journey full of fun, full of harassments, full of bullying and full of comedy of errors!!!! i have stored many sweet memories in my limited retention capacity provided in brain and certainly its gona be a rich treasure in future. let me jot down few deadly memories in sequence of priority: !)GODBOLE : conflict over POTENTIAL.... 2)Salil : Mug case... 3)Manish : Kedarnath epidemic.... 4)Sood : Tange- Tunge... 5)Kullu : CR elections these are the five best moments that i have on the preference list. now the bad memories which i survived and loved alot....... 1) Godbole : re viva (twice) 2) Chitnis : Stats trivia ( always unsol

hey GUYYYYSSssssssssssssssssssss I Am SELECTED AS iNTERNs IN RESERVE BANK OF INDIA !!!! sounds crazzy isn't it??? truly crazy! i don't have words to explain my feelings so i will take help from a movie....... i remember lines from the movie "A Beautiful Mind"...........terrified, petrified, stupefied.......so on!! anyways letme tell you about RBI... it is the governing body of all economic affairs happening all across India. nice intro (isn't it?) now, the question comes into my mind---Why they selected me? u know i was even reluctant to go to RBI on 12th for interview. i finished my PR in chandigarh and joined college on 7th only to see me in the whirlpool of RBI. now, the time constraint killed and cramped me completely. anyways i am braveheart so didnot lost the hopes and started studying day-night. my concentration level so grew that even i continued studies when Achal(my roomie) switched off lights .(Hmmmm) and one fine day, on 12th

have you heard about EUREKA EUREKA EUREKA !!!???? certainly u must have but now its time to yell another one........IGNITED IGNITED IGNITED !!!!!!! yeah ! we did it, finally we surpassed all apprehensions and other barriers and crossed all borders to convey the message of self-construction & self-motivation....... Coelho rightly says, "when i decide to do something, entire world conspires to let it happen !!!" these golden words turned true in last 2 days and we SIIbians made a history of grand success of Ignisense! now, let me tell me what i am taking out for myself... i along with mukesh and umesh painted the Igni-Circle and which was used as Igni-logo. also i painted the basket-ball court wall single handedly but i take pride to name Mukesh, Umesh, yogesh, jyoti and all others who contributed immensely to make my dream of carving out the figures on the wall. i participated in face painting, tatoo making, flex-painting, t-shirt designing, a

Mulshi Kisan Mela” One of its kind and one of the largest in India in terms of the corporate participation and the total number of footfalls here. I am here from last 3 days and this is the fourth and last day of this “kisan fare”. Feeling quite releaved and I must say that its been a real fun and a great experience in terms of the “On road Sales” . 72 hours have been passed and now I can say that I am well versed in ground level marketing and publicity of the Symbiosis Brand. I couldnot count but I can say that I have interacted at least a thousand farmers and working executives here in this Kisan Mela. This is for the very obvious reason “ASHWAGANDHA”……………… Ashwagandha : a name which is haunting me and the entire team from last 6 months and I am really F**ked up with the Ashwa…. Gandh and really this smell has kept me busy all the time scolding our GOD. This God is tangible, existing that we can see , touch , feel and get scared of. Hmmmmm its really good to be atheist ………….