At Barch 4.25 yrs..

Again, A weird time, day to write... Lately, I have discovered, that I am a weirdo actually..!! Or is it just that I like being called a weirdo by myself... and by others too?? I do act weird.. I know that... Its all intentional..!! That keeps me happy.. Being really expressive... Wat people may call.. Weird..!! U act intentionally wen u r happy.. Wen u r upset, Its somebody else within who acts for u.. For a man cannot be himself/herself when upset. Each soul is potentially divine and divinity lies in bliss. 

Now then, Sincere apologies to myself for not writing all these days... I know.. Priorities..!! Had no plans of writing this piece either. Its just came.. Not all of a sudden though.. ;) Well, exams tomorrow... some say the last midsem of our life..!! Definitely not for me though.. I will be studying.. I will be teaching... And I wont be bad I am sure... Coz, again, I have discovered that this is actually the way I would be ultimately spending my life... I see myself jogging in the park on a cool sunday morning and students wishing me.. "Good Morning Sir...Morning Sir."..!! I seriously need to jog. Can't believe I have grown so fat...Plump..!! :( My school friends couldn't believe this either. Damn the knee injury..!! But then, Once I start playing regularly and a disciplined timetable.. That's it..!! Will be sports fit again... 

Hmmm... the title says," Ashu at Barch 4.25 yrs..." And this reads so coz its about my experiences as on date.. "Ghaat ghaat dariya me dooba hoon main." : D ..Learnt what? A lot of things.. A looooooooot of things.. But its not only the experiences which matter.. Until and unless you work on the conclusion of your experiences in a disciplined way.. Channelizing your energy.. U remain a fool..!! Wise is the word here and this definitely does not comes with your wisdom tooth... ;) So, Learnt what??

1. U and ur Family are permanent. Everything else is temporary.

                     With life priorities change. People come and go in your life. Sometimes they become so important and indispensable that you devote all your time..24x7... In a relationship, we have often heard.. Give ur partner some space... I guess its the other way round.. Give urself some space.. Take out some space for u and u only...And ur family.. A time will come wen u will think and finally do this ( like wat i am doing now ), but why to wait for something which is all your... A phase comes in ur life..wen u think...

"Dil mera lene kei khatir minnatein kya kya na ki...

kaise nazarein pher li matlab nikal jaane ke baad... 

Waqt saari zindagi me do hi guzarein hain kathin...

ik tere aane ne pehle...ik tere jaane ke baad........"

All Crap...!! : D

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2. Pyaar ek baar nahi.. baar baar hota hai..

                    All you need is a person whom u love more than you loved the previous one and the same person turning into the one who hurts u. : D 

Drama 1

Scene 1

Guy to Girl 1 : I love u.

Girl 1 to Guy : I love u too.

Scene 2

Guy to Girl 1: I love u so much. 

Girl 1 to Guy : I dont love u anymore.

Guy to Girl 1: Please dont say this. Can't love anybody else more than you. I feel like dying.

Girl 1 to Guy : Ok

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Kuch Mahine Baad.............. ( Just out of the depression phase..)Guy to himself, " Yaar wo ladki galat thi."

Drama 2

Scene 1

Guy to Girl 2 : I love u.

Girl 2 to Guy : I love u too.

Scene 2

Guy to Girl 2: I love u so much. 

Girl 2 to Guy : I dont love u anymore.

Guy to Girl 2: Please dont say this. Can't + Didn't  love anybody else more than you. I feel like dying.

Girl 2 to Guy : Ok

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Kuch Mahine Baad..............( Just out of the horrible depression phase..) Guy to himself, " Ab nahi padna in chakkaron me ."

 Drama 3

Scene 1

Guys sings within himself... thinking of the girl he has really started liking a lot...

" Tum paas aaye.... Yun Muskaraaye...."

Moral : Keep loving until u finally get married and society doesn't allow u to love anybody else. 

P.S : Society includes ur wife and it must include ur inner self too..!!

P.P.S(Very Important) : Love ur wife more than the sum of ur love with (Girl 1 + Girl 2 +.......+ Girl 'n' )

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3. You JUST CAN'T agree with the above point jab tak khud experience na kiya ho..!! Very very true..!! : D


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4. Never compromise with ur passion. If u havent discovered it yet. Do that before u loose the passion to be passionate. For me, its music,drama and spirituality.

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5. God has blessed every human being with an Aptitude. Its the Attitude which determines your Altitude.

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6. Positive attitude comes from spirituality.

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The list of goes on and on. But these are definitely the ones, I have understood well. Time to study now... Or visit Aziz's room. ;)  Will be back soon this time. 

For The Greater Good.....

I was thrown out for a semester. From my college. From my hostel. Loitering around here and there. The reason? One of its kind. Exemplary . I shud have written about that too. My 3^rd semester in college. A bestseller in itself for sure. Once Neelakshi said, “ We all roam around with Bestsellers in our mind…” Very very true indeed. In fact this present semester has been amazing too . I m sure some people concerned will agree. J There’s something in every semester dekha jaaye to. All one requires is patience to jot it down on paper. (P.S : Priyesh Ranjan, U did it mate. Get a copy of “That’s My Life Baby” from any book store. Its definitely worth reading.)

Now then. I stayed back after my 4^th semester to appear in the short semester arranged by our college for us, the legendarily lucky students. 4 units at max. decided to go for all sessionals . Sissy’s wedding u see. Screwing ourselves in the heat here. Bad mess food. Substitute for it : Amazingly Acidity-Erupting (yeah, that’s the word which suits the best I reckon) food of the dhabas around. And monotonoCT at its peak. Building Construction (Henceforth referred to as BC) was one of the subjects. Worked the hardest for it. Here I would definitely like to mention that it was not a cakewalk for us and teachers were in no mood of relaxation. And trust me wen I say that did help eventually. J So, worked hard for BC. Simply copying the sheets wont do. Tracing to bhool hi jaao. Then there were other subjects too. Finally I went for BC to be finished first. Gave a deadline to myself and proudly abided to it… Sir happy….. Good Marks… Me happy. And moreover I was satisfied as the sheets were nice indeed. And I did learn some basics. Then its like semester over. I left for home. Happy times and all. Returned back next sem. Classes on. Days passing. ZONASA period. Tough times. And my friends used to taunt me time and again about me being a complete “LOADU” , structurally speaking, “ A Load Bearing Structure.” It was during that time wen I came closer to many people. Specially my senior batch and of course juniors too. ( Oh Yes…I can see people sporting bright smiles on their faces.) and then came the results of the short sem. BC : Grade C. Yeah….Exam department… U did it again. This is wat u r best at. Anger, disbelief and pity shot up. I accept.. a drop or two rolled down. Told this to subject teacher concerned. He assured very obviously that he had given me an A+. And confirmed that I can go for a scrutiny. Exam department : u win again. 100 rupaye mere taraf se bhi chanda jugaad liya tumne. U bunch of illiterate misfits!!!!!! And from many more. That’s the fee for it. U score some marks. Either u messed it up thinking ki u did good after messing it up or in other case exam departments takes the responsibility for that. Says “ Main Hoon Naa……”

Kept checking for it. The Scrutinized results. Kyun nikaale bhala. The retards cant manage a simple MID-SEM results on time fir to iska to sawaal hi paida nahi hota.

Results of MID-SEM were on display one day before END-SEM exams started. Why on earth did they do that!!! Helped our anxiety levels indeed. Don’t know how they come up with such tremendous ideas. God Bless their children. END-SEMS ended on 27^th.

Today, 30th November, right??? The scrutinized results are declared. I search against my name. Verdict : No Change in Result. Shock, anger ….Anger to its highest degree. No more disbelief this time. This is wat we can expect from these ……. (I cant find a word now… Honestly) . Called the subject teacher again. He did show his disbelief this time and said he has unfortunately got “NO RECORD” of wat he submitted. But he did spray his words of sympathy all over me. “I know its not ur fault and u r suffering. May be the exam department doesn’t want to accept their mistake” and all… Asked me to meet him tomorrow in the second half. Now….Who will cool me down. Thankfully , I myself am a good radiator. And over the period I have learnt it very well that anger is not the solution to anything. On the contrary it will for sure lead u…bilkul aaraam se…haath pakad ke… to such a state…were if u have some sense left… U will repent… Else u will get angry again and screw urself again…further down…. Like a Earth Scraper . (Plz refer Chicago School of Architecture…Louis Sullivan… Dankmer Adler… Sky Scrapers.)

Still, I call my Dad. Narrate him the entire story. And also that wat I am going to do next. In the short sem, Wen I suffered, Dad suffered more than me. Both mentally and one which he never ever says or even mentions , financially. Asked him for feedback.. Wat to do finally and upto wat extent…. That’s very important… I must not break the thin line between “Taking My Stand” and “Shaking their stand” which stands on their “Ego”…. They are the Boss…. They ultimately make the results.

Dad is a Scared Man. He is the Dad of a Son who has suffered a loss of 1 and a half yrs( Including the NDA crap). Worried for his child. “Enough of it. No more sufferings for my child. And no more wastage of another period of time. Whatever it may be. And its his career.” I disagree in my mind… Why not fight till either wo toot jaaye or main toot jaaoon???? I suggest that why should I not complain to the Vice-Chancellor or any other competent authority if I am not satisfied with the steps taken…after I again go to the Exam Department and in case it is not solved… which is again very much expected from them… Dad shouts in fear. “ I can see u landing in another big trouble a month from now. Even if they have made a mistake and now that they have repeated it, They wont accept their fault. There is no provision for transparency or showing ur marks sheet. Or any record for that matter. As a result wat will happen is u will blacklisted again. And that will carry on.”

4 more semesters to stay here. And he reminds me… I Am On Severe Warning…. Hehe…lol… Not so funny though. J Moreover , I can visualize panic on my dads’ face. And I cant see that anymore. This proves of experience. That he is indeed my DAD. And he is much more wiser than I am. He has seen a lot more of the world and understands it well that in some cases… U don’t have an option. “Beggers are not choosers.” I wont have been one if I hadn’t had a bit of rough background. I cant cross the limits…For my Dad….

In the Words of Albus Dumbledore ( Refer Harry Potter Series) , “ For the greater good” ….. Dad talked about that for me…and Of course …I am thinking the same way for Dad.

Well, Wat I can do now is wait for tomorrow to meet the teacher concerned and to re-enquire humbly….errr….most humbly in the Exam Department…where a whole lot of I-Don’t-Know-Wat-type of people are sitting...doing absolutely extraordinary stuffs….

For That's The Life Baby...

Now...First of all my apologies to the author..for having bought the book as soon as it released and finally reading it on 4th of may... sorry sir... But I Think...If I would have read this book earlier in a hurry...it would have been injustice to it...I may not have enjoyed...

Yeah...Enjoyed is the word!!! First of all folks...Buy this Book...can be found in any bookstore..

and this book...I tell u if it would have been written by the likes of Chetan Bhagat and all...then people would have been bound to compare it to FPS... and it speaks volumes of the book and the author himself...

About the book,"That's The Life Baby", its really interesting with shades of every thing....suspense,drama,friendship,betrayal and of course, Romance...a lot of it...those who have ever loved will love this. Those who have ever failed in love will love it even more... I must not disclose a lot.. Just go and read it...and publicize...thats there's a book definitely worth reading in the market...

One request...author ko...Please keep writing sir.... u have a nice style...showing some of ur cards...but keeping some close to ur chest... its not like guess-what-I-am-writing types... neither its a daily routine which i found in some IIM-B graduates' book..... So...please keep writing...we are waiting for ur next... Good Luck!!!

Personification

Zero. The value of the gram seeds. Served in Mess. Thrown in wash basin. I am the seed. When I came out of the plant, I thought, I would be doing some good to the peoplelinked to me. I was tasteless. I had no specialty? People had enough of my typo? Nothing extraordinary?

Had I been a bit, say, spicy… I would have been preserved, reserved to be ate at the last. So that the flavor, the zing remains. Alive. Spiced up, the person talks about me now. “ That last bit was good. No one can eat just once.”

That would have done. But it was not to happen. Exceptionally unremarkable. So, rejected, fortunately I manage to get stuck up on top of the hose pipe. In the washbasin. Continuously moist. Soap water, Oil. At times even mucus!!!

A transaction of time – I sprout. Srijaamyaham.

I fight flood, the basin ka ched. I develop into a plant. You see…kyunki bahu bhi kabhi saas hogi. Again, to present myself. For u. Place me at the place where I am supposed to be. I will be giving fruits. If nurtured by some Haldiram, I would be priced better. Wont be zero at least. Because I am not actually. U don’t believe?

Well, you will see. Just a matter of time, I reckon!!!

I don’t know why am I writing today… I thought.. I wont be..

But then our exams begin on the 3^rd of next month… Its always a bluff to students… starting exams in march first week… psychologically.. its disturbing when u see the month of February a bit short..

Although it hardly matters.. hold on..it does… 2 days.. a lot of time..

Just gets into your nerves… u cant help yourself getting anxious..

So.. exams in 3 days and I haven’t started anything… if u ask of my preparation..its negative.. u haven’t read anything but u know the subject and the matter.. ye ek baat hai… but u haven’t read at all and u have no clue whatsoever of the subject… gosh.. I don’t know…wats gonna happen.. I can see myself sitting in the examination hall… looking at the invigilator… pretending to think..as if I am missing something… then a shake of head... a flash of bulb in my head… a nod.. bending down..and again..pretending..to write at vigorous pace.. then slowly taking out the chit… opening it in a flash… and oops… I haven’t written anything about this topic… aisa kyun hota hai ki jo likh k laata hoon wo poocha nahi jaata and jo poocha jaata hai wo main likhta nahi… I swear…next time…haan.. next time.. main zaroor achche se chit banaunga..

Back to present… life has become monotonous.. studying.. ichche hochche na.. South Africa 177/1 (29.2 ov) Kar kya rahe hain bowlers hamare… there’s a match going on… and I am not watching… I cant believe it…kyun…padhna hai.. ye khayal aate hi neend aati hai.. 12:30 me to so k utha.. no more sleep now… but studying doesn’t seem a very adventurous idea right now…hmmm… Adventure???

Life is all about excitement? Why do we get agitated when something un happening goes on?? Berang si hai meri zindagi kuch rang to bharoon… kyun? Wats the big deal if it goes on plain yet balanced.. actually its not…for some people… and it does matter for some…

“Kuch log they jo waqt ke saanche me dhal gaye… kuch log hain jo waqt k saanche badal gaye”

Life is short. People talk about doomsday. I ask a question here… what is doom to a human being?

The day when people leave their mortal body…they succumb to the second only truth on this earth.. death?? Or day when one stops smiling and enjoying… Highs and Lows in life are two sides of the same coin…even complementary to each other… I must say… the existence of Happiness is impossible without sorrow… but then drowning yourself with pain??… hoping to die??…suicide?? These things are criminal in nature and I also term them as terrorism…. But then one suffers on his own accounts and one same is the case with happiness. Misery is caused by sin, and by no other cause. What business have you with clouded faces? It is terrible. If you have a clouded face, do not go out that day, shut yourself in your room. What right have you to carry this disease out into the world? Rejuvenate!!! Cheer Up!! Help others do the same. Be adventurous. Look out for happenings. Excitement. If exam seems exciting to u… Enjoy it… unfortunately this is not the case with me… at least in this semester… I m screwed.. Big time. I got to work on it. Study. I don’t understand a word as of now. And so, I got to study harder. Bye then!!!

And yes.... Dinoop.. a very dear friend of mine said some time back ki zindagi monotonous lag rahi hai...and that caused me to write this. Cheers Dinoop!!!

A different mood today……

This is what we did ystrde in our Building construction class:

My class in menu card:

Deepratick garlic masala

Trisha seekh kebab

Mughlai rehan

Nikhil navrattan korma

Abhishek chilli

Dheeraj vada

Roast anuradha

Arunav doi maach

Nidhi dry fry

Reena panipuri

Alain chopsey

Kipgen iromba

Shashank tandoori

Ushnata chow chow

Divya jhaal frenzy

Rahul do pyaza

Dhiraj 65

Tulika butter masala

Kadhai lakhan

Rajbir bharta

Insha Manchurian

Gauri fried rice

Gogoi masala

Ajay spring roll

Arup pudding

Abhimanyu-da-saag

Ratnam tunde kebab

Kaustav split

Subhomoy hariyali

Aziz rogan josh

Animeha makhani

Marlboro himanshu

Manveet amritsari

Dinoop ketchup

Vigita veg square

Murg Ashutosh

Ravindar beer

Shramana dabeli

blogging

Whenever... a strong feeling(an expression, very often used by me) rushes thru my veins... I am gripped by the strong notion to write something... often inspired by people too...keep a record of things...actually it does help...keeping a record...u can introspect... definitely u can...and that automatically helps... if u implement the positives out of it...watever happens thru out the day... helps u develop into a more accomplished human being...for self and for the society too..

Talking about society...does it really exists today... i mean...wen i was in school...we had a bunch of ppl..united together and unntited for uniting the batch...bt it seems to me very much impractical these days in the external world...(here, I take the opportunity to thank God for making it a Mortal world)...u cant just afford to do this..its like..personally u may remain satisfied...bt ppl have nothing to think bt of bitching about u..."oye, dekh na...bond ban raha hai."

I dint give a damn. Hardly mattered if ppl said something against me...thought ..I m correct ...and for me...Its is the most important thing..self satisfaction...Often heard of sat-chit-ananda --I used to enjoy it... bt at a stage of life...or rather a phase of life...it comes down to u as an individual...wen u feel ki it does matter.. ppl talking around u...behind u...the height of tolerance...the depth of selflessness...the saturation point...

U start thinking differently...ppl misinterpret ur intentions...ur happy-go-lucky nature thorns the balloon of others' ego....EGO...the worst possible element of the society... arth,kaam,lobh,ghamand,krodh.....err....krodh tops my list though....still...EGO is horrible...bt wen the patience saturates...EGO is induced....this induced ego... I wud say is not EGO...bt swaabhimaan...self respect...which is one of the most essential element of maintaining discipline in ur personal life...u introspect...u realize ki u werent wrong...may be the person u were dealing with was wrong...or the situation...still...ur point is nt proved...its ur loss if u think of the society...bt its All izz well for u if u r content wit ur self satisfaction....seen a lot if things in this 21 yrs of my life... and presently...at this phase...wat i think is of the later.... :)

I m in luv wit maself rite nw...and I am quite happy to be doing this.... and thats why..finally.... after a long long period since registering to blog... This is my first... Thanks a lot to Miss Neelakshi Joshi.... my constant source of inspiration...whom I admire and Respect to the highest possible degree.... I have come across a very few wonderful and amazing and extraordinary ppl in my life... u r 1 of them.. thnx mam....this one's for u...

Yours in the service of humanity,

Ashu