Alvida 2011

Finally he is going…year 2011 is leaving the party and 2012 is knocking the door. 1 more year has passed and 1 more year is approaching . Last year 2010 was a big one for me as professionally it sets the direction of my career so naturally I was expecting a lot from 2011 but in that sense 2011 was very disappointed one. Let me summarize the things (good bad or ugly) which affect me this year:

Transfer to Mumbai: last whole year I was traveling like a lost passenger with no permanent address though I always enjoy such journey but after a certain time we ask to our self that “is anybody home??”

So when I got this news that I am finally transferring to Mumbai so I was happy and very much enthusiastic. For anybody who never been in to any metro city, Mumbai is like a big jungle with lots of crowd and no-one-knows-anyone kind culture. In this way Mumbai will never disappoint you. So the new year started when I reached Mumbai on 22^nd Jan. Mumbai accepted me wholeheartedly and soon we became friends.

Cleared CCNA: In life we set some goals and one such goal was to clear CCNA certification. I was preparing for this exam from quite few months but just didn’t get the killer instinct. It was a relief when I clear it but didn’t get much chance to use my knowledge of this exam anywhere so this knowledge is fading with time now.

5^th time Jaundice: Though jaundice was never a new word for me and it always came whenever I start living freely but from quite few years I was sure that with some precautions and some awareness, I have controlled this diseases. But I was wrong and my hectic schedule for CCNA make me an easy contender for this old friend. This time it was serious and It kept me away from field for almost 1 month.

Engagement: I never had any plan for marriage as I always feel I still have some time to settle myself. But with the falling health of papa and loneliness of ma, I have to think otherwise. By the end of April, I was in a relation. Marriages in India is very beautiful thing and it is always a nice feeling to see that you will get someone with whom you can share everything.

Two trips: 2 trips to Calcutta and one to Haryana. Both the trips were tough as this time I was going in totally news areas of India .I have learned a lot on both the trips but got “food poisoning” on Haryana tour.

Shantaram: Though i didn't read much books this year but get to read shantaram and it had deep impact on me and for few days i was living shantaram.

This was the summary of 2011. Though in itself 2011 was a quite year but it has started many things for 2012. It has set the tone for 2012. With lots of changes on the card, 2012 can be make one or break one for me.

@2010: you were best…

@2011: you could have been better..

@2012: Finger crossed……

Rich Kolkata..Poor Bengal....

As part of my job I have visited many places. Few places I have already seen during my college days but most of the places were new to me and I always feel a great joy and enthusiasm while visiting ant new place.

In this series , recently added element was Calcutta or should I say Kolkata for purists. This was my first entry to east part of India. I have learn that whether you are A connoisseur of art or a naïve person, you will get plenty of things of your interest in Bengal.

So this was my first journey to the land of Tagore, to land of singur controversy, to feel the wind of Maoism, to the land of freedom fighters.

Well so let me start the verbal view of my journey to Bengal:

Just prior to my landing I was watching the lights of the city and the scenario was looking like a milky way …Different series of road lights was welcoming me from sky.

I reached to Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose airport at around 11 PM. I came out of airport and took a taxi to Hotel Oberoi grand. Whatever impression you are getting by the name of hotel, you are getting it right because it was a kind of palace. During my way to hotel I had chat with auto driver who was a Bihari and he told me that 20% of total population in Bengal is from Bihar. I was amazed to hear this, I mean in Delhi or Mumbai you can expect people from all part of country but in Calcutta?

Second day in the morning I left for a nearby town, Behrampur. Behrampur is 4 hr away from Calcutta if you are in a Travera. But it took us 6 hrs to reach there, thanks to all the traffic we got . On way to Behrampur, I observing the dressing of village people and I noticed that in few villages the traditional dress for men’s were Lungi only while women had just a sari on their body that too without a blouse. Strange!!!

I was disappointed with the fact that KOLKATA IS CITY OF RICH PEOPLE while BENGAL IS STATE OF POOR PEOPLE.

I was travelling with some senior persons whose experience was more then 2/3 of my age so initially we find it difficult to talk but thanks to little bit humor I gathered in all UP-DOWN’s of life, I get along very well with them and I have understood that every man is a philosopher from heart and with experience, your humor quotient will improve.

During my trip ,I got real problem when it comes to lunch. In lunch they served rice with fish. I was searching something for me in menu but later on I have to satisfy my tummy with rice and pickle.

The journey was normal till I was coming back. On our way back, I was watching a long row of peoples with domestic animals. Initially I thought it’s a kind of fare or something but later on I realized that it’s a huge crowd. They all were going in opposite direction. When I ask my colleagues about this then he told me that Bangladesh border is very near from here and security man of both sides, will allow these man to cross border in 50 Rs per head rate. My eyes were wide open.

After 1 hour , we were crossing a forest kind area suddenly we feel some problem with our vehicle. All 4 of us came out, my colleague were trying to stop some other vehicles to get some help but no one was in mood to stop there. Later on, one colleague called police and for my surprise police came in 10 odd mins. They stopped a truck. When we were talking to police people, one Bulero was coming to us but just almost 1 km away they stopped their vehicle and took a u-turn and all of sudden they disappeared in the night. I ask my colleague about this and he said “welcome to place of Maoism”. It was enough for my small mind. When I was coming back to hotel I was thinking about all these incidents, happened in 1 day.

I was thinking that india is really a diverse country and every part of it has something to offer.

PS: Tea is still costs Rs 2 or 3 in Bengal.

अलविदा जगजीत जी.....

I do remember the day, I was in class 8th. I went to a neighbor’s home whose son was in 10th. He was listening some different kind music. I like the music and listen for words carefully and immediately like the song. The song was “ये दौलत भी ले लो...”. I told him that I like this song and ask who is singer and from which movie this song belongs. He said it doesn’t belongs to any movie rather it’s called ghazals and singer is Jagjit Singh. My curious expression suggest him that I want further explanation. He then told me that there is a different class of music called ghazals that is altogether different from conventional movie music. So It was my first introduction with ghazals. Later on I heard few more ghazals from Pankaj Udhas and from Abida Parveen but I always like jagjit sahib’s ghazal very much. When I came to engg, me and my roommate has same taste in ghazals. I do remember the time, when we were in final year at that time we neither have computer’s to listen ghazals nor have such high storage capacity mobile phones (basically our phones of that time were just able to provide basic function of a cell phone: calling and listening… anyways….) so to listen ghazals we were largely dependent on “radio mirchi 98.4 FM” on which every night from 10:00-11:00 they used to play ghazals. Doesn’t matter how we roommates live whole day but during this time we did nothing except to listen music. Later on I mentioned it (listening ghazals)as a hobby in my cv too. That time I read about jagjit sahib and became a diehard fan of him.
The thing which I like most about his songs was that I was able to relate myself to many of his songs or if I say that for every situation of my life he has a song for me, it will also be not wrong.
I do remember one of his song “जब सामने तुम आ जाते हो....”. I simply love the video of this song and had a huge crush for Riya Sen those days. I know very few people will like for acting or for any other reason but thanks to this song I was in love with her. When I bought a computer first thing I did was to collect all jagjit sahib’s ghazals. I still have all his filmy-non filmy songs collection. Whenever I feel low I listen some of the chosen ghazals and it works like medicine for me.
When I met my “would be” life partner I feel we are very much different from each other . all our hobbies were different and it was tough for us to imagine that how will be our future life but then again jagjit sahib came in the picture. While discussing something ,one day we realize that we both have same taste for music and for ghazals we were almost on the same plate form.
I promised my fiancée that together some day we will attend his live concert. We both are still here , just jagjit sahib left us. Sorry Poonam..i couldn’t keep my words…His death is really a personal loss and I am feeling as if I have lost a close relative . a friend who always has something to make my mood.
Just want to say 1 line to you jagjit sahib: बड़े शौक से सुन रहा था जमाना , तुम्ही सो गए दास्तान कहते कहते ... …

मेरी दिवाली

हर तरफ दिवाली का शोर था , जिसे देखकर हमारे रूम पार्टनर ने पूछा क्या प्लान है दिवाली का । हमने सोचा की ये दिवाली कुछ अलग किया जाये । तो इस दिवाली का प्लान ये है की हम पटाखे नहीं जलाएंगे , बचपन में काफी पटाखे , फुलझड़ी ,अनार जला लिए और काफी नुकसान पंहुचा लिया पर्यावरण को अब और नहीं । तो इस दिवाली हम पटाखे नहीं जलाएंगे और इस तरह ध्वनि प्रदुषण से भी बचेंगे और पर्यावरण को भी प्रदुषण से बचा लेंगे। अगला काम हम ये करेंगे इस दिवाली की दिए जलाएंगे । हम उन सभी दोस्तों से भी बात करेंगे जिनसे काफी समय से बात नहीं हुयी । अब चूँकि हम इस दिवाली घर नहीं जा रहे हैं तो कोशिश करेंगे किसी और मित्र के परिवार के साथ समय बिताएंगे । काफी समय हो गया है किसी नए जगह घूम हुए तो कोशिश करेंगे कोई नयी जगह देखने की। कोशिश करेंगे की किसी और की दिवाली अच्छी कर सके ।

I was fortunate....

I was holding a glass filled partially with water and was looking at it and thinking whether its half empty or half filled.

I was thinking that same way my life is going; don’t know whether I am just a letdown of a promising start or a fighter who fight for a better future till last breath….

I have several regrets in life, had few complains too but on a larger scale I think I am fortunate one…

I am fortunate to read Shantaram, The kite runner, Kane and Able, Atlus shrugged, Fountain head of foreign authors in one life time….

I was fortunate to read kitne Pakistan, Madhushala, mahatma vs gandhi by Indian writer…

I was fortunate to read work of premchand ji, Nida Fazli, kamleshwar, Harishankar Parsayi…

I was fortunate to read small poems of subhadrakumari chauhan…..

I was fortunate to hear Jagjit singh, Pankaj Udhas, Aabida begum in one life time….

I was fortunate to visit Taj Mahal, haji ali, omkareshwar, Mahakaleshwar in one life time only…

I was fortunate to met many unforgettable peoples in my life…

I was fortunate to survive many crucial and breathtaking moments in life….

Thanks god….thank to choose me….thank to make me feel that my glass is half filled….

My collection of Nida Fazli-2

देखा गया हूँ मैं कभी सोचा गया हूँ मैं
अपनी नज़र में आप तमाशा रहा हूँ मैं

मुझसे मुझे निकाल के पत्थर बना दिया
जब मैं नहीं रहा हूँ तो पूजा गया हूँ मैं

मैं मौसमों के जाल में जकड़ा हुआ दरख़्त
उगने के साथ-साथ बिखरता रहा हूँ मैं

ऊपर के चेहरे-मोहरे से धोखा न खाइए
मेरी तलाश कीजिए, गुम हो गया हूँ मैं

My collection of Nida Fazli-1

सिखा देती है चलना ठोकरें भी राहगीरों को
कोई रास्ता सदा दुशवार हो ऐसा नहीं होता

कहीं तो कोई होगा जिसको अपनी भी ज़रूरत हो
हरेक बाज़ी में दिल की हार हो ऐसा नहीं होता

Dushyant Kumar-2

इस नदी की धार में ठंडी हवा आती तो है,
नाव जर्जर ही सही, लहरों से टकराती तो है।

एक चिनगारी कही से ढूँढ लाओ दोस्तों,
इस दिए में तेल से भीगी हुई बाती तो है।

एक खंडहर के हृदय-सी, एक जंगली फूल-सी,
आदमी की पीर गूंगी ही सही, गाती तो है।

एक चादर साँझ ने सारे नगर पर डाल दी,
यह अंधेरे की सड़क उस भोर तक जाती तो है।

निर्वचन मैदान में लेटी हुई है जो नदी,
पत्थरों से, ओट में जा-जाके बतियाती तो है।

दुख नहीं कोई कि अब उपलब्धियों के नाम पर,
और कुछ हो या न हो, आकाश-सी छाती तो है।

Dushyant Kumar-1

कहाँ तो तय था चराग़ाँ हर एक घर के लिये
कहाँ चराग़ मयस्सर नहीं शहर के लिये

यहाँ दरख़्तों के साये में धूप लगती है
चलो यहाँ से चले और उम्र भर के लिये

न हो क़मीज़ तो घुटनों से पेट ढक लेंगे
ये लोग कितने मुनासिब हैं इस सफ़र के लिये

ख़ुदा नहीं न सही आदमी का ख़्वाब सही
कोई हसीन नज़ारा तो है नज़र के लिये

वो मुतमइन हैं कि पत्थर पिघल नहीं सकता
मैं बेक़रार हूँ आवाज़ में असर के लिये

जियें तो अपने बग़ीचे में गुलमोहर के तले
मरें तो ग़ैर की गलियों में गुलमोहर के लिये

Could have been better.....

One day i was writing review of god's performance in my life and at that same moment,god was writing abt my performance.....n we just have 1 line common....."IT COULD HAVE BEEN BETTER".......
God was not happy with my comments so he send it back 2 me 4 reconsideration and said "it may harm my image in public...plz b little lenient"...so i give a thought to my whole life and write.."thanks god 4 everything...IT COULD HAVE BEEN BETTER BUT IT COULD HAVE BEEN WORSE TOO"....n god was smiling....

Maverick may….

My roommate told me that now may is over so please update the calendar. I was going to change month suddenly I feel as if someone is smiling over me yes it was month may. In fact “the month may”.

I started thinking about this month and suddenly felt a severe chill in my body. What a month this was. It gave me some lifelong remembering experience.

I can’t forget the way this month was started. I was coming back from a temple and suddenly in AC bus I feel like suffocated and come out of it though driver wasn’t allowing this before proper stop and I told him that I can’t wait for next stop, then only he allow me to go out. Within seconds, I started vomiting and within next few seconds from a normal healthy person to I have been transformed in to a hardly-able-to stand guy and I collapsed on the bench of a nearby shop. Later on my room-mate took me to a weird doctor who after 1-2 basic questions ask me that I have done sex or not. I am still trying to understand the significance of that question. At that time I was not realizing this journey to dr was start of a chain of events which will drastically affect my thought process.

After 1-2 days I found myself rushing in fortis hospital(as they says follow the standard) for my blood test and other reports. I never realize that I have to expense a lot to know my own body. All this I was suffering normally till the moment dr declared the I am in serious state and I need to get admit. When I share this news with my roommates they react as if I am a low caste-severely affected patient of cancer and I just have 1-2 days in this world. They suggest me to go to home as early a possible and this was the first time I realize that I can even die(I guess this is what is called atmospheric pressure). By considering the severity of situation, I decided to go home and that too by flight. I booked a flight of 4:30 am and reached airport at 4 am to know that flight is cancelled. Then they transfer us to a 7:30 am flight. Unfortunately they boarded me in wrong bus and I ended up in delhi’s flight. When I realize this I rushed back to talk to officials who angrily inform me that I missed(is it the proper word?) the flight and I am only to blame. Later on I got a flight to indore at 12:00PM but for that I have to fight like hell and by the time I was not even able to stand.

Then trip from indore to Bhopal in sumo. Then in auto till Bhopal station. In mid way that auto met an accident and I cannot forget the look in the eyes of auto driver when I told him to not to waste any more time and lets continue our journey despite having a torn jeans and bruised knee(see a desperate man can do disparate things). Once I reached station and met my father I felt relief. Later till one month I have to go from 1 dr to other, from 1 ojha to other for this jaundice. Me and my father were following every single mouth of bina. The worst part of jaundice is all the precautionary food that I have to have for almost a month. Meanwhile I got one last chance to fulfill my dream and get some hope in life, just to discover that it was a nightmare. One important thing which I learn during this period of pain and suffering that only your family will stand for you in your dark hours. I spend a considerable part of my life living for friends, relatives, their friends and their relatives but all seems waste finally. I lost few good friends in this month (not physically but mentally). Though in the later part of may I do feel some relax, met with vinay-vaibhav-nishant unexpectedly, met my team members. All in all, month may was full of unexpected events. It was a total roller costar ride. God again gave me message that he is “only” omnipotent out of us.

Conclusively I must say that may you were maverick and you made me same…..

My world my people......

Almost 2 year ago I read “atlas shrugged” and at the same moment this idea clicked in my mind that if I have to make a world of mine with my people then how it will be structured? What will be the qualities of the peoples that make them suitable to come in that world or I should say in my world. So in this blog I am going to discuss about some such persons in chronological order as I can’t divide them on priority wise who have this capability to come in my world.

(1) Niraj: During my stay in khirkiya from KG-I to 4^th , Niraj was consistent topper and I was inconsistent 2^nd topper. He was my 1^st best friend as far as my memory goes. I know it sound weird to call someone as “1^st best friend” but at that time things were like this. After I left khirkiya, we were in touch through letters though content wise all these letters were poor but feeling wise they were rich. Once we got mobile phones , we came in regular touch and it’s a pleasure feeling that even now we are in regular touch.

(2) Banti : banti was another friend in khirkiya but at that time we were just colony-friends. We remain in touch by little bit information’s from here and there about each other. But when after my m tech I came back to bhopal ,it was the quality time I spend with him. I shared a very different kind of friendliness with him(we are not gay mind it!!). I never hesitate to discuss anything with him. The thing I like most about him is fact that if he don’t like something, he will never ever go for it. One of his best quality is that he can laugh on himself. He is the guy who know most of dirty secrets.

Me , niraj and banti knew each other from last 25 years(now don’t guess my age please) and we are still in touch.

(3) Ashok: I met this guy when I was in 11^th , and I was the one who motivate him to do engg. (best step in his career till date as he believes ). Till his marriage he was my only friend in Bina (my home town) and though we didn’t talk much these days but when we talk it is quality conversation. Bina is a small town so whenever he has to smoke or drink(sorry ashok!!), then he always took me with him to go away from city. Though academically we were opposite but these things never came between us.

(4) Upendra: My room-mate for almost 3.5 years and always a close friend. The things which I admire about him most is his originality of thoughts. He was a decent person with a decent humor. He was a guy with whom you always like to talk on any topic and you will always get good conversations. I always love to debate with him.

(5) Vikrant: My friend from GEC. From outside, vikrant was a fun loving, prank making person, but from inside he was a good observer, a hard working guy and “usually remain to himself” kind of guy.

(6) Pankaj: Another friend from GEC and my current room-mate in Mumbai. Panku is a blanaced emotional and practical person. We usually discuss a lot on every topic of this world ranging from cricket to avtar’s. I respect him as a person as he really did lot of hard work in his life. Best part about him is that he never complains about problems rather focus more on solution. So he should be another person to book a seat in my world.

(7) Smita: a sis, a friend and a great human being. Decency is integral part of her character. it’s the ease of communication and honesty that binds us together even after these many years.

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(8) Akash : akash or should I say akku da. I do remember all the time I spend with him or his family. A family with full of big hearted and magnanimous people. I do remember 1 incident when I was having some fever. I went to his home and his mom force me to stay there and gave medicine, kadha(a sort of medical tea). On dashera we used to go to his home and his grand father and mother used to give us 5-10 rs as rituals of dashera. Though we are not communicating much these days but I know I am just 1 call away from my friend.

(9) Jayant : a complete all rounder. A great friend and a cool and hard working guy. We have shared lots of good moments together. Though right now we are not aware of each other’s where about but I know whenever we’ll meet, we need not to think about topics to discuss.

(10) Pratiksha : a very close friend till date. Prati is someone who knew me very closely. She knew all my faults and witnessed all kind of my moods and all this make her more close friend. She had seen me different times getting out from all interviews, getting down with injuries, illness and still she always stands for me.

(11) Rashmi- anshul : my friends in Gwalior. Though they both deserve to get separate discussion in this blog but the problem is that we three are almost in-separable , if one of us is discussing the old time you have to mention other two. These two were the only girls I met in my life with class sense of humor. We were such good friends that we used to laugh on anything or on any of us. Even after these many years, all those moments made me smile.

(12) Kaushik- sarika-bhanu-mamta: a group of my close friends in IIITM. Together we all shared lots of sweet, funny and heart breaking moments. We knew very secrets of each other. Kaushik did a lot to improve my self confidence and whatever I am today, some credit goes to him. The good thing about bhanu and mamta was purity of their heart and the fact that they never afraid to cry in front of us if they are feeling like so. Sarika has shared a good understanding with me and I don’t remember that at any instance our thoughts go against each other. Together we have witnessed very tough moments. I know despite distances, she will always be an integral part of me as a friend.

(13) Tushar –ankit: At one time these two were best friends of each other and I was a close one of both. We 3 have our own philosophies and principles and whether we like each other’s way of living life or not ,we always respect each other. Me and tushar have good understanding of each other’s humor and when in good mood, we can laugh on anything of this world include ourselves, god, girls and our past failures . Ankit is a total “no nonsense” person and at times I love to hear him.

(14) Vinay- Nishant- Vaibhav: though I have written enough about all 3 in some of my previous blogs but still they deserve few lines. Vinay is very important person in my life. The good thing about vinay is that I never hesitates to discuss anything with him and he always come up with best possible solution. He taught me how to laugh on yourself. He is a best friend till date. Vaibhav and nishant are also very close to me. The moments and the understanding we shared in Ahmadabad were all precious.

(15) Balraj: a friend of nsn. A hard working guy. He is man with all basic qualities like truth, love for family and commitment to job. He always told me that when you are in trouble just follow the basic principles of life.

(16) Pranav: I met him in Rajkot. My tenure in Rajkot was undoubtedly one of the worst phase of my life but friends like him made it memorable. I never feel that I am an outsider in Rajkot. He is man with golden heart.

(17) Rahul Rathore: basically rathore was my reason to write this blog. I will not say that we are very close friends of each other as we hardly knew each other’s deep secrets ,but if you consider hobbies, interests, likes then we have much things in common. We always like to discuss good movies, books, directors, social problems, art exhibitions(all things which considered as bore in normal society). Whenever one of us finished some good book or good movie we like to share between us. I know right now he is little struggling but I have faith in his capabilities and I know one day he will be a shining star.

(18) Bhaskar sir: my senior in GEC, teacher in GEC and now a mentor. A great motivator and he was the one who motivates me to write. I like his anger for all the wrong goings in society. Principally I love to be like him.

(19) Ramesh sir: a trainer in NSN. A simply awesome guy. Technically he is a solid rock and very much senior guy but when he will talk to you he will always come at your level and you will feel as if you are talking to a good colleague. He will listen even smallest of your problems with full enthusiasm. Someday I will write a full blog on this but as of now just want to conclude in these 3-4 lines.

(20) Atul sharma: Atul was my junior in GEC and he was the person who motivate me to prepare for PSU's. He was the first guy who talk to me about life,destiny sort of things and suggest me to read "alchemist" which changed the way of my thinking. i don't know where are you these days atul,but i know where -ever you are,you must be motivating people.

(21) Richa chhalotre: a friend from last 5 years. though our friendship has seen many up-downs but end of the day we stand together as friends. We have good understanding between us and we always felt kind of relax after talking to each other. It is the ease of communication between us that bind us together.I wish her all the good luck for her coming days.

PS: The list is not in order of priority rather it’s in chronological order. If some day I will make my own world these will be the people and qualities that I love to see in my world.

I have seen many up and downs in my life and witnessed many heart breaking moments but when I got such people in my life then I feel that still got best of the deal.

Thanks life for giving me all such people.

sarfaroshi.....

Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamare dil me hai,
dekhna hai jor kitna baju-e-qatil me hai...
waqt aane de bata denge tujhe e asma,
hum abhi se kya bataye kya hamare dil me hai...
oh re bismil kash aate aaj tum hindustan,
dekhte ki mulk sara kya tashan mahfil me hai....
Aajj ka launda ye kahta hum to bismil thak gaye,
apni ajadi to bhaiya laundiya k dil me hai....
AAj k jalson me bismil ek gunga ga raha,
or behron ka rela naachat mahfil me hai....
haath ki khadi banane ka jamana lad gaya,
Aaj to chaddi bhi silti englishon ki mill me hai.....
PS: i got a msg on my phone..i like it instantly and posting it 2 my blog...

Excuse me.....

Who m I??

what I want from life???

These were some of the basic questions I was asking from myself from years….never get the right answers…and I know that to find the answers of some of such basic questions and to grow up in a competitive world, one needs to take a break at regular interval and to self examine the things going around him from a neutral- emotion less point of view.

I also took many breaks and try to find the answers of some the question which were bothering me. Now I realized I really give things a break As again I am at a point of life when questions are many at every front. Some social responsibilities are lying ahead, some weaknesses of my own personality, and the question to measure ourselves on to the scale of this world. I know it does not matter how much a philosopher or asocial u are , sooner or later you have to judge yourself on some of the worldly measures also.

I spend many years of my life to make people happy, to live for family and friends. Enjoy doing my responsibilities but but but…

Now I really want to know who I am actually?

What I actually want?

Till now I did enough to remember as a good son or good friend or decent human being but is that enough?

No really….

There is one more fight everyone is fighting to prove our self on worldly measures, as ayan rand says: only the strong has the right to survive.

I want to survive. I want to prove myself on a completely different front. I know many of you will not be agree with you but now it will not matter for me.

2-3 days ago I got 1 sms: if you wants to fly with eagle don’t practice with duck…..

And that justify it….

I am going for a makeover. A make over which is due on personal matters, character and social relations.

I live enough to be “a social animal” , now I wants to live like a “maverick”…I wants to live without prejudice, without commitments, without promises. I wants to taste a mental freedom. I promise you guys that soon I’ll discover the new arvind and I will not be able to get, I will create one….

Let’s get in to this fight and as they said: may the best man survive.

I will be back soon till then please excuse me……..

PS: My last blog “thanks maa” drained me completely. After that I try to write many times but just did not get “that” mentality. So I have decided to take a break and it’s just the announcement of that break. Many people will not understand this blog as it’s the picture of my mind. And I know this blog is not uniform but then whose mind is uniform anyway?