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".............Roar.......is back"""""

"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...

Silence of the Lambs........

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...

Pehli Door-ghatna : first mishap///

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...

Share, to get more................get placed....

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...

To all Sick people to get well soon!!!!

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...

poverty Vs Pragati..............Maharashtra lost the road??

hi friends, i am in mumbai now and certainly i am in the biggest slums in the world...........here people are robots,,,,,running, pushing, slazing .....all sorts of acts and mis-acts are happening here. on one side a pluffy, plush society is there which is having much more than required for their life................on the other there are people who are struggling for making ends meet. i saw on one side people are enjoying the DAY LIGHT at 10PM in sports stadiums (DY Patil stadium) and i found peeple in Parel who are struggling to see some sun light in their slums, chawls in the absense of electricity. the question is not about the diffrerence and the absurd distribution of wealth....but the question is against the civic society which is having plentiful of educated social workers who hail from high society and they do their work just to add up a new feather in the cap.....if i use the banking language, they diversify themselves from just party animals to social workers. anoth...

Have they gone..............or are they coming????

its not about how you die but its all about how you lived....." these words literally fascinate me & make me think of how m i living and what is the best way to depart from this world......... is it the way, a common man dies, across the streets , in public hospitals , on railway tracks , or by a mob in communal riots or by goons who kill in the name of regionalism....... the Martyrs who sacrifice their lives for the nation are the one who should be remembered with respect and regards. but is this the scenario in India? certainly not!!! example (). one army men who lost his both limbs serving the nation in the front was sanctioned a pity 1000 rupees a month as pension. finally in 2010, chief justice of India had to direct officials to serve the person in dignified manner & catagorically said,"don't treat heroes, like beggers". certainly the day these heroes stop rendering their services to the nation, God knows who will save the borders (neta j...