TOUR De SHIMLA

DAY 3

23^rd March, 8:00 am.

We woke up fresh, in the morning of 23^rd March after having a sound sleep the previous night after 2 days. Four taxis were already booked the last day, by our bookie àDIGAR, to make us reach our much awaited Destination: KUFRI.

 At around 9:30 in the morning we all were ready, suited-booted to roll around the place and get some beautiful DP’s clicked. We all occupied the TAXIS, 10 per 1 taxi and BINGO, we moved on. On our way, we stopped at GREEN VALLEY to capture the greenry in and surrounding the valley and feel the ambience of that beautiful place. It was the place where we met two of the cutest YAKS, which would not be commercialized until you got over them. Five of us got themselves clicked for 100 bucks. I think that was a fair deal.

We continued our journey further in our respective taxis and reached KUFRI-> not completely, but only up to the point, where those TAXIS could take us. Now, there were Horses/ Mules/ Khacchars… whatever you call them, to display their hidden talent and make us enjoy that bumpy ride full of filth and hard, really hard Stones. There had to be some involvement of money, so some of us poured in some MONEY… (Hisaab se laga ke…) to pay off the required amount and were ready to get our a***s transported to the Real KUFRI, at a much reluctant and not easily affordable cost: FEAR.

One by one, we kept sitting on them and our rides began. Our DEAR DBMS Sir, especially chose a White Horse for his ride, named MANMOHAN SINGH, which was as cute and down to earth as a Cow and followed SONIA GANDHI, the horse of ANJUM Sir throughout the ride. Seriously, leaving apart few of us, most of us had their Heart in their mouths, throughout the journey. Whenever our horses neared the Cliff, It seemed as if the nature had decided to reduce the load on itself, by choosing us as the next Victim. But few GUTSY and DABANGG amongst us had the courage to click the photos and made videos of the weird expressions their classmates were giving to each other. I kept praying to God to shower his grace firstly on ME and then to these PHOTOGRAPHERS, to maintain them and their Camera INTACT.

My horse named TAARZAN, was actually like the original one, trying to move ahead of others, licking and hitting the mouths of his companions and that too at the cost of our lives. Laughing and chanting hymns, we somehow reached the desired spot, where for some time we discussed this horrible and amazing experience with others. Then we came to know about these Adventurous Sports there, about 5 of them. Again, the list was made of the ones willing to try them and weight of the Wallets was further reduced. Since we were a group of more than 25 students (approx.) to try the sports but the harnesses to hold us, were limited. So, we had to wait for our turn and gather the courage by looking at others.

Dard-E-Disco

Oh!! Man. The way we were made to wear those harnesses, was really a bit awkward. It appeared as if we were some Modern Day Superman, wearing Straps instead of the traditional Brief above our Pants. The DARD-e-DISCO helmets were limited in number, only the lucky ones got them. We tried one-by-one those sports, but were able to try only 2 of them as there was a long queue waiting for their turn. But, the feeling which engulfed us while trying them was awesome man, heart free of all emotions, we shouting at the top of our voices and Fear driven away by the Wind bursting our ear-drum.

Tashan Mein...!!!

HAWAA HAWAIII....

Inse naa ho paayega...!!!

Kya aap CLOSE-UP karte Hain..

 When all of us were utilizing our turn one-after-other, someone discovered the patch of snow gathered at some nearby point. Then, our response was Super-Predictable, picking up Ice, shaping them in Balls, running hard and hitting at   each other and that too by aiming tightly. Our respected Sirs avoided that play but when we insisted, Our Dear DBMS Sir hit hard at ANJUM Sir`s a** by taking a proper target and FAREED Sir advised us: 


“Aise pooch ke maaroge toh maar nahin paoge, bas maro aur bhaag jao”. Hmmm. Impressive.

Want to HIT us, see what we got... :P

Next we were destined to see the Apple Gardens, which were located at a nearby place on that hill itself. We were just proceeding there, then suddenly MASOOM, AMJAD and MEHFOOZ came and told us about the Snow covered Hill located below. WHOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Damn those Apple Gardens. We all proceeded to the SNOW. OH Man!!! The best 40 min we spend of that day: sliding on the ICE, climbing and Falling, Hitting Ice at everyone that stood before you, all the rivalries were tried to be settled out by bombarding each other with Ice Balls. There were some, who when unable to dig Ice to form Balls were throwing Ice-Stones at each other. Being the recipient of many such artillery, I was aware of the impact that followed. Clearly, DAN BROWN tumhe toh karara zawaab milega. :<

Boston Tea Party!!!

After full toned Masti, we unwillingly took our feet out from that lovable ice and sat at the Tea-Stall located above. All of us had something to eat and then we proceeded again to that Scary Horse Spot for another journey full of Thrill and somewhat less fear. Luckily, the horses during the return journey were mild in nature but were Out-of-the-Box thinkers as they loved to take …the path less travelled by and explore the unexplored… (Unhe kya thaa !!! It was we who were getting torn.) But, somehow we reached safely to our Base Point except for the weird and life threatening experiences by CHUSKI, somewhat less by BAQIR and TIDU. We posed for some time with the horse of DIGAR namely Chetak and got some photos clicked.

Cute CHETAK..

When we all collected, again we proceeded to our TAXIS, the same old TAXIS in which we came, went to one more place. Instead of sightseeing, we all got engaged in shopping: BOYS outnumbering the GIRLS in the same and returned to the ROOM.

Again, words of appraisal flowing out of my mouth for the girls: we reached the rooms at around 6:15 pm and within 45 minutes they were ready again to roam out on THE MALL road and have something to eat. On the other hand, we as usual: BATTERY DOWN. We ordered Dinner at our room itself and after feeling a bit energetic, we went out at around 9:30 pm, by that time girls had already returned to their rooms and were taking rest. At around 11:30 pm, there were 4 of us at the room, rest were roaming outside.

Roaming at NIght...

 In the Mean-Time a status was uploaded by one of us on the FB regarding some PAAN. As soon as the LEFT-WINGERS (Ya !!... they should be called by that for what was done.. ) read that, a vocal brawl took place between us and Those Left-Wingers. A situation that was uncalled for and could have been easily avoided and sorted out through calm and easy talks, took a Warm, extremely high and harsh tone to ….. just dump it . Whatever!! The mood totally flew out of Goodwill and…. Throughout the TOUR, it was the worst time. After that we talked on some random topics, but the Pinch of that mishap was still afresh there, on the top of our hearts.

Again, that day we were in our old prestigious form, it seemed as if the sleep had been omitted from our lives. We talked, danced (a little bit…), listened to songs, watched COMEDY CIRCUS. And finally at 3:00 am, a major proportion of us were in deep sleep.

Though the incident at the end was de-energizing but still the POSITIVE gathered and earned throughout the day was more than enough to bug these shitty little negative incidents out of our lives.

We slept, unable to PART from the fact that: tomorrow was our last day IN SHIMLA. Waiting for the sun to rise next day. Aawwwwww!!!

TOUR De SHIMLA

Day-2,

22^nd March 2013, 5:30 am.

With our sweaters, pullovers and jackets ON, we stepped outside the train in the chilly and cold, breezy atmosphere of KALKA. We looked as if SANTA CLAUS arrived at night, played Hu-Tu-Tu with our hairs and just left us in that ghostly state… :<

BHOOT Hain Hum...

All the pepsedont`s and callgates had to be opened on the station itself as our mouths were smelling too bad. So, we tried to drive away the smell, tried to look civilized by washing our faces, combing our hairs (you think we would do that….… NEVER!!! ) and BINGO! We were ready to ……………… pull our luggage .

We approached T.T to get our seats confirmed, but alas! At our disposal were only the ghastly looks of the T.T`s (A Sir and a Mam..). Unable to control our excitement and zeal to reach SHIMLA, we decided to stuff ourselves in the already-stuffed two general compartments, which were a part of Six-Boxed train. Trying to provide some better seating arrangements to the Ladies, we boy tried to convince ourselves: “YA! We all could fit in this compartment.....!! That box was overflowing above the brim as I, along with 4 of us was standing in front of the Washroom, with it`s Door getting blocked. I was wondering about the inapt. Conditions which might arise, then suddenly the T.T came and ordered us to De-Board the Train. Can u believe that??? Throughout our journey we were trying to portray good-name of our university and that a*****e spoiled all, by ………………. throwing our luggage out of the TRAIN!! If we all wouldn’t have stopped MEHFOOZ and SAURABH, that shitty old Man would have broken his knuckles much before their expiry date. One fine man tried to calm the situation and advised us to board the Next General train on that route----à at 8:30 am.

Things sorted out. We were going at 8:30 am. Meaning -> had to spend 2:30 hours on the station itself.  But luckily the Next train was standing on the platform and we were brimming with energy. End result: we looted an entire compartment consisting of 38 seats to seat our standing souls.

Now, was the time to listen to your bodies and respond accordingly. To honor those calls of the body, there were two packages of Rs 2.50 and Rs 5.00.  Pick whatever suits you and revive your energy. Well, our Dear TIDU entered into a brat with the money Collector on the issue of: how could you verify that services were utilized suitably and not misused. Clear answer: It was solely based on Mutual trust.Now, that we were feeling Lite-> it was time to enjoy whatever we could on that platform. So, the Cameras were out and the unending sequences of Posing begun, one location after another.

We are not MIS-Using d Platform

Chal Chaiyan CHaiyan...

But, now since the stomachs were empty, we were feeling greedily hungry. So, the Omelets and Cutlets were ordered according to the requirements. After all that we were seated in the TOY- TRAIN waiting for it to begin its journey.  Then Suddenly, SHAHID Bhai opened upon his XL sized Bag and WHOA! Whoa!! There popped out A Boom-Box from his Bag (sort of , ab sahi laga lo… yaar) i.e. Laptop with Speakers with head Phone with an IRON to iron the clothes and such weird things.

Hence, the journey began with the playing of Songs-On-Demand. But that soon chilled out as the demands were too high to be fulfilled by that phone.

SO, I took out the AUDIO BOOSTER of my phone and Dhinchak songs started playing in our side of the compartment.

But out of nowhere, the festival of ANTAAKSHARI started and we all just eloped into that. Songs after songs, at the top of our voices, kept on echoing in the train. We were hoping for the Girls to obviously win this kinda Game and they were playing outstandingly but surprisingly we just won by a margin.  This game completely exhausted us, Yes!! THE BOYS. And most of us either tried to catch a NAP or got involved in THE BLUFF with our Dear DBMS Sir.

That was the point where GIRLS proved that they are Girls.  We were trying hard to Call and remember the Heavenly feeling Known as SLEEP but the continuous clatter and chatter of the Girls was hindering our NAP. That moment itself we were bound to accept that we couldn’t BEAT the enery quotient of Girls. Whether the journey is Bumpy, full of hardships and exhausting they had the potential to display their characteristic feature of TALKING and that too with pride.  

Capturing the eye-sobering beauty throughout our journey and Shouting and yelling across the numerous tunnels we passed through, we reached SIMLA.

Though our legs didn’t have the guts to stand and walk anymore but still, the Guiding and convincing words of TIDU: “Bas!! 10 min ka raasta hai…!!” motivated us to walk and that too with our luggage. But seriously, that 10 min walk was the toughest 25 min of our life. Even with frequent stopping and breaks we took on that walk, we were literally panting and grasping for breath when we reached the hotel.

The MALL Road

Hungry Kya..... @DOMINO`s

 Now, I too -> grasping from writing so much. So winding up I would like to say: we just got suited up at our rooms and went out for a walk to have something in our grumbling stomachs.  We just went here and there, ate something, had some photographs clicked and returned straight to our rooms. But again the Ladies seemed quite energetic!! BHaiya humari  toh BATTERY DOWN theee…. Hum toh room pe aa kar thodi der mein so gaye, so that we could get ready for the next and very IMPORTANT, SIGNIFICANT DAY.

GOOD NIGHT!!!

TOUR De Simla

DAY -1

21st March 2013, 4:30 pm

The TRAIN, KALKA Mail was scheduled for arrival at ALIGARH Jn at 5:30 pm. But, since most of us were unable to control the emotional turmoil rising within, so we arrived at the station around 4:45 pm. There were some of us, smart enough to continuously check the status of train and arrived just at the right moment avoiding the unwanted loitering around the platform because the train arrived at around 7:15 pm. CAN u believe that???

At the station itself, i understood one of the major bullet points of LIFE: "With friends around you, even the dreadful and deadliest path would seem no less than a childish prank". So, the seemingly wide gap of 2-3 hours seemed as if a few minutes. Some of the parents inquired the BOYS regarding the journey to make sure that their child was going on a planned tour rather than some beautiful and distant MORNING DREAM. Sadly, they too had to bear the torture of late arrival of train, sitting quietly and LONELY on the platform. 

When we all kept our luggage together..... OMG!!!! It appeared as if an entire locality was going abroad. 

Just a Pinch OF LUGGAGE!!!

For a fraction of seconds, sweat beads did make their appearance on my forehead.... How would we board the train with so much of luggage, when we were not sure about getting some seats for placing our tashreefs...!!! Thanks to DAN BROWN and DIGAR for seriously contributing to the luggage. Seriously, their luggage combined would have weighed more than the combined weight of THE Strong MEGHNA, the Powerful KEERTI and Ultimate SUPERHERO--> i.e. ME or Equal to half the LAALA ji / .25 G2 /.40 TIDU. One more striking feature about the luggage: RED was the sole dominating color and VIP the dominating company, only name you could bank upon. One more add-on: some of these suitcases even contained the price tags, they hadn't been removed by the owner: courtesy DIGAR. (Seedhe shop se uthaa ke laaye theey….)

Well, the TRAIN arrived. We entered into different compartments, divided in small groups, trying to captivate whatever little we could get - :)Now, After we were sure that our a**es were fine enough and would not have to shift them from one point to other, that was the point when our real souls poured out.... HAHAHA... !!!

Hum Bhi hain JOSH Mein...

Aaj Patte ho hee Jayen.

Laughter combined with the CARDS: supported by the SNACK break at frequent intervals, stuffed into our bags by our MOMs: earphones found their appropriate place... as if we were the only individuals in the train. We were surprised by the occasional visit of TT, sorry Shikhar, who chatted with us, ate some biscuits and .. Gone !!

Finally, we reached DELHI..

Photographer ki Toh....

HUM Saath -Saath Hain

The desire of resting at DELHI platform could not be realized as we had to find our true, allocated seats and manipulate them so that we could all be together. So, we went to the allocated coaches, paper-pen were out, manipulation started, convincing the co-passengers to acquire our place. Seriously guys, majority of them were helping. FINALLY.... :P , we were able to group seats for 13 of us, which was more than enough to adjust 15-16. Then, the more real SOULS just flooded out. Literally, we were shouting the hell out of our throats and that too such melodious voice!!. Even the frequent interruptions by our neighbor aunty, reminding to switch off the lights and lower our voice could not deter us from playing the cards and that too in the club style. It seemed as if SLEEP didn't exist in our lives, with only 4-5 of us catching a NAP of at-most 1 hour, yes a NAP only, except CHUSKI (about 5-6 hrs.)The rest of us were awake throughout the night, playing continually as if RED-BULL had been supplied into our veins 

instead of GLUCOSE in some hospital. Oh MAN !! How shitty were those light deprived bathrooms in the train!!!! Where on one hand, we were struggling to change our pyjamas in them, there were some who couldn't resist emptying their bowels... Well, we have no control over that??? Have you???? :P

The super LOL moment was: At 4:30 in the MORNING, DIGAR tore open his suitcase as if his OXYGEN MASK was left inside. But to our shock and surprise, he took out his MAKE-UP Box!!! I bet, even you Girls would have fainted on seeing his KIT :) and he just started: applying one thing after other, contained in those transparent white bottles , wiping his face with cotton, doing this, doing that .... OMG !! What the hell .... But, seriously we all didn't take out anything from our bags, be it moisturizer, hair-oil, Face-wash etc. everything was with shikhar. ( Inke alawaa pta nahin kya kya thaa saale ke pass, hume toh itna hi pta hai...).

In the time he completed his MAKE-UP, we reached KALKA...

This was our obvious next ride...

22nd MARCH, 2013. 5:30 am

To Be Continued..... :)

We- are together..!!

Sweet Little Children

                                                       

Children are closest to the ALMIGHTY

How good were those ol` days!!!! The childhood: filled with joy, excitement and absolutely No Stress, you could do anything you want: If u wanted to play you could do that Endlessly, without giving any second thoughts to it. I don't wish to deliver an answer to the Compare CHILDHOOD vs. TEENAGE, rather i wish to direct the attention towards the Most Beautiful and merciful creation of NATURE: the children.

Sweet, affectionate and little children (No need to raise your brows as I am not talking about Kate Winslet’s  little children) have the power to drive us out of any trouble on this earth by their innocence, and most importantly possess the magical power to heal our Wounds, obviously not talking about the physical ones( like cut, scar or bleeding) but the ones which leave an everlasting impact on our soft, impatient heart.

I have already mentioned this before many times but i am unable to refrain myself from mentioning it again and again: I really miss my school days, not being able to have a glimpse of the smiling faces of Cute little children each day during recess, not able to talk to them, make them laugh; all of this completely drives me out of my senses.

Recently, when my 3yr old cousin visited our home, it was one of the most joyful days of my recent life..... Though she didn't recognized me as she was visiting us after some time, but still by the time she left, i was her good friend....

It`s not only about me, but the entire humanity across the globe. Kids have the supernatural power of driving the sadist out of our soul. Most importantly, they are the purest and most serene representative of the MANKIND on earth, free from any desires; symbols of joy; harbingers of change, spreading the Smile wherever they reach.

But, Are they really treated like that??? Do you have any doubt this???? Absolutely NOT, they are far from being treated like that...  Just to sight a small example : Majority of the workers to inflate the tires of your vehicle, fix the puncture or put the chain on the saddle are these dilapidated and uncared for kids, the lives of whom would take decades to be put back again on the Saddle of LIFE. Apart from these, the abuse and brutal beating and thrashing of such kids is a common observation everywhere. Even when WE are at some place having FUN n Food with our friends, and these Arrive. We behave as if they are dogs and need to be shooed away with utmost vigour ....... 

When visiting some far, isolated places you remove your goggles, put off your helmet, check your hairs in the rear view mirror and step down from your bike: numerous innocent eyes set glued down to your face, watching your maneuver ... hoping to see if you are going to do something for them. I agree, we don't and we can't just provide solution to their each of the numerous problems. But at least, we can return them a smile back which would definitely keep them energized for that entire day. Well, all of this might be having a tinge of preach-effect of some world-wide Saint or something of that sort. But, if you love kids, can give some time from your competition to fulfill your aspirations and think in this regard, you would definitely find much more than stated.

You go to any party, find yourself isolated, have no-one to enjoy with:  TRY this ->Look for a kid, try playing with him (obviously, in a friendly manner. Do mention your name and family to his/ her MOM to avoid any hindrance in your play), and guess what......................................

You would not feel like going home and would realize: that was one of the best days of your life....

Hey, all Brothers and ........... !!!! (I hate saying that word!!!)

 KEEP Smiling and keep  LOVING ... KIDS!!!

Are Women really EMPOWERED ???

            

The past few months have indeed portrayed a larger than life picture of WOMEN, which in turn has been unable to move down the throat of many across the nation. To them i would like to put some simple, soft but tingling questions, which would clarify their perception.

If the women are really empowered, then:

WHY does a girl child finds it a challenge to enter this beautiful world?? Why does she is expected to know/ learn the household work, even when she is good at something else?? Why is she a burden on her parents` shoulder which can only be released by marrying her??? Why does rumours start floating in the air, when she doesn't get married early in her life, while the men remain young forever, even when they grow old at a faster rate??? Why does she has to maintain her beauty and charm throughout her lives for being noticed by others??? Why does she has to be beautiful for a marriage while the men just have to be wealthy??? Why does  her family readily agrees / has to agree to the demands to HIS family??? Why is she the recipient of all abuses and taunting, when she wakes-up late in the morning OR why is she only, expected to wake -up early in the morning, while we need to have at-least 8-hour sleep for the normal and healthy execution of our body and life. Why do we feel awkward to be the pillion rider, when she rides the bike??? Why does her height, age and income has to be less than her husband???? Why is she the one to be blamed , if the children are spoilt and men being boasted about, if the children are genius??? Why does she needs to walk with care on streets while the men with a carefree attitude can roam about anywhere and everywhere??? Why do boys being shirtless are being encouraged and talked about everywhere, while she being sleeveless makes all the brows against herself, being called shameless, being abused and much more....and is being considered as if not a human??

Let Them enjoy freedom too!!!

Well, to all those who feel irritated when the word "WOMEN EMPOWERMENT" catches their sight. Try to figure out the reason beneath all the above and then re-think about your views. Numerous Laws would keep on being introduced, ratified and dumped again. That would not make much of the difference but once our perception regarding women, deep within our hearts is modified, there would be no more need to discuss all these...!!!!

Who I Am??

                                                     Hello Everyone!!!!!! 

Myself ABHINAV JAIN. In case you didn't recognize me by this name, there are many of them by which i am called namely HADDIBABA (clearly visible by my body outline), PEP (as i own  Scooty pep), CHEETAPAAJI(Don't know why i got this name..) and AB (I really like this one.....).

Right from my birth and upto my present moment, i have been brought up in this famous LOCK City: ALIGARH, which now boasts of many more achievements and monuments namely MANGLAYTAN (Obviously, talking about the TEMPLE !!!!!!), AMU , Annuraj Singh belonging here and many more....

HOBBIES

Digging a little deeper into my life, I wish to make u aware of my ways of Time-passing:                       Let`s begin with SPORTS : The obvious soon-to-become national sport of our country, does not attract me any more.. YA.....Ya....!!!! I am talking about cricket. Although, during my childhood, a large portion of my spare time used to be dedicated, devoted to cricket only, but now that sport seems a total crepe to me. Now, i think about those times and laugh thinking how blindly we used to agree to play cricket without even trying to know about the other options.....

With lacs and crores of future cricketers, being nurtured and produced every evening in one and every locality,It is wise and profitable to invest your time and energy in some other sport.Therefore, inspired by SAINA Nehwal (!!!!!! ) and trying to impress DEEPIKA Padukone (... hopefully in my dreams), I took to BADMINTON, the mighty sport as my favourite. MIGHTY because half an hour of play could make you feel like the exhausted runner of the 800m race.(But, i suppose that's beneficial in WINTERS!!!!).

I am also interested in reading............... Some years back , the love was for reading COMICS. Hey, HEY....... Not CHACHA CHoudhary, PINKU, PINKI..... But the ACTIOn and Muscled Heroes like DHRUVA, NAAGraj (if anyone remembers). Although, my brother still has that cutting corner in his heart for them, but for me :comics have been replaced by the NOVELS. I am not in that kinda love with NOVELS that i would finish one in 2-3 nights. BUt i read whenever  i get time and there is something good about that novel. My foremost priority is towards catching : SUSpense and thrill, much to the likes of DAN BROWN, followed by inspirational and motivational, be it biographies or something of that kind. But unlike COMICS, Novels require much more dedication and Concentration..!!!!!!!

Another entertaining business that caught my attention right from the Xth standard is WWE.Though it does not present any reality before us, as my friends tell me, but still the way these superstars fight and express themselves , it teaches us a lot. With "TRUTH", "HONESTY" and "LOYALTY" as his guiding principles, JOHN CENA has been my favourite superstar ever since i watched him on the show. In an unpredictable world, where every single one of them is consistently getting involved in betrayal and planning conspiracies, he stands there strong and resolute enough to fight them all single handedly, take up any challenge, maintaining his integrity and displaying his passion for the sport. Though he has lost many matches, majority of them due to the opponents` use of Negative means : he doesn't even dream of adopting the same against them. That's the major fact  that has earned him the respect of the WWE fans around the globe. Even at the age of 35, his physique is at par with our JOHN ABRAHAM.!!! 

                                         

Now, the last and most recently developed interest, known to all......is WRITING. Good or Bad, but there is one problem visible currently and that is Their LENGTH!!!!! My writings are exceptionally long, to be read by the audience. But whatever you call it, i find it really difficult to manage the satiric description in a few words (depicted by the current writing too..!!!!!!!!). Hopefully, in the near future i would try to improve upon that too.

ME as a HUMAN BEING

The modest and humble upbringing provided to me by my parents is one of the vital factors for what i am today. Keeping us (me and my brother) away from the clutches of money, our parents sacrificed everything to make us comfortable, a characteristic to be found in most parents.

Although, i admit that i now get tempted towards the issue involving money and the owning of branded merchandise, under the influence of my surroundings, but the contentment and satisfaction obtained while buying things out of your own hard work can't be matched with anything else.

Expressing my love and gratitude towards SHOES, i can't deny from the fact that the sight of Shoes kept in the stores, visible  from the outside through the transparent glass, only makes me forget my modesty and transits me into another world. I do not buy frequently, but whenever i buy, i am ought to go beyond the predetermined BUDGET !!!!!

Another principle which i firmly believe in and have been following for quite sometime and want to follow for the rest of my life is "EQUALITY OF OPPORTUNITY" i.e. everyone of us should be provided equal opportunity to prove ourselves. It is generally observed that the famous and known are showered with chance after chance, whereas the others are simply kept waiting indefinitely. How will the infamous and unknown perform, unless you provide them their fair chance to excel???????

Having spoken enough about my brighter side, it's time to tune into my darker side too. How much i motivate you all to speak and interact , the truth is somewhere deep within  i too, feel reluctant and hesitant to speak. I write about IWI so that i too learn and grow with all. Seeing DEALER speaking FEARLESSLY, i got somewhat motivation to subside my fear, but that still persists.

Another problem of similar kind : I find it a difficult task to attempt and try something on my own i.e. i constantly look upto my friends, so that we could do that thing together. Overall, avoiding things to be done alone, is what i DO. That too, has to be get rid off !!!!!!

Though i don't look like a short-tempered guy, but i lose my temper frequently and that TEMPER-SHOW mostly takes place at home, with my brother as he tries to become too dependent on me for every little thing. BUt later i realise, that could have been avoided....                Only reason for I doing this is to try to make my brother independent as in the outer world, when you are far from home, you have to be on your own, responsible for your actions. The sooner you understand that the easier it gets..

GENERAL REMARKS :

I am sure: while reading this you didn't realise or felt at any point, that i am a student of Computer Engineering . I admit that and wanna tell you: "that`s how it is". Upto my Xth standard i was totally immersed in studying only , concentrating only on the upcoming BOARD Exams, without any keen interest in COMPUTERs, MY life after Xth, where i wanna see myself etc.etc.

It was in 12th standard that I faced the challenge of discovering my interests and choosing the appropriate line based on that. Now, having selected Engineering as my career option, there further lay the task of selecting an appropriate BRANCH. Since, Majority of my family members are in this COMPUTER field, i too entered the same den. And soon  i got the justification for my decision: I found CODING and world of technology much better than studying the ming Boggling and mind Numbing diodes, Transformers, MACHINES, Turbines, Lubricants and all that stuff...

I also admit that though i am not a Good programmer as compared to the highly talented minds of our Batch, but still i have an interest towards Coding!!!!!

Finally, the upcoming year ahead would provide direction to our careers. Hoping for GOOD to happen. i finally sign off here.. GOOD BYE..!!!   

We are all EQUAL

Equality, as we all know, has been used by people or I must say political people since a long time, to acquire benefits, one of which in the form of reservation under the name of religion, caste, creed, gender and colour.

But, i am not here to discuss it politically or talk about the ills of reservation. Rather, I want to discuss how god has created us with keeping in mind the "equality" and how can equality lead to our advantage.

Here it goes:

        I used to or I must say, I still argue with GOD on, why did he created this world with so much of non-uniformity.

Why couldn't he make the clouds pour those showers of water, throughout the world with same intensity. It could have prevented many innocent sould from escaping the earth, just due to draughts and floods.

Why couldn't he make everyone happy by giving them all equal wealth? Again, many could have been saved from dying of poverty.

With these questions unanswered, i grew up.

On entering the college, i got a chance to interact and observe, so many students like me and around me. Through my observation i have come to a very important conclusion , that though resources are not distributed uniformly, but i can proudly and surely say that god has succeeded in making everyone of us an unique personality.

WHOA! Whoa! Whoa! I am not talking about physical appearance, but the grains of talent which have been planted inside our souls, which if properly nourished and taken care of, would help in creating amazing personalities.

But what is the problem? Where have things went wrong? if we consider the above said as true, then why do numerous students commit suicide in various colleges around the nation?

Well, the problem is that we ourselves don't know that we too possess some TALENT!!!! We all keep moving or i must say keep following a flock of SHEEPS, throughout our lives. It's very late that we realise that we are the "ODD-ONE-OUT" for this herd of sheep and some later we realise that we aren't Sheep at all.

What i want to say is that majority of us are guided by "What others think of us" inspite of "What we think of ourselves".

In this competitive world of today, there are thousands like us, standing besides us, all ready to kick us behind to get an entry into a reputed college. Besides all these hardships, we stand there determined, to fulfill our parent's dream, without even knowing whether we belong to that profession or not. It's only we after we go deep inside that, we realise that a blunder has been commited by us!!!!!!!

What we do next is obvious to all!!! Either we give up or try n adjust with the situation in which we are currently trapped in. The worst bad we do is that we completely forget about what we used to be or what we could be, before we joined the crepe, where we currently are.

As a result, many incredible painters, footballers,writers etc. are lost, instead they all try to mould themselves into the currently prevalent trend, for example Engineers, which are already abundant in the world.

Friends, I have used so many lines just to explain u the main fact that "We all have been rewarded with some talent." But just as every single grain of food we eat is a result of heartful and concerted hard work by FARMERS, similarly to enjoy a happier life, we all would have to take upon the task of identifying the talent we possess.

B'coz the sooner we are able to identify ourselves, the sooner is the Happiness and success going to follow. But, if we keep on following others or try initiating them, then u are not just playing with ur life but with ur parents aspirations too!!!

Finally. i would like to say that the "The journey to success begins with u, provided u are able to locate the ingriedents of this recipie within urself"!!!!!