Back to Cycling & 21st B’Day Gift… | A Bike for Surprise

About a month ago.. when I came back to college for my last yr. of engineering..
I felt a need of vehicle to commute b/w hostel & college..
Our 3rd & 4th Yr. hostel is a bit far off from college campus.
Last year.. I shared a 2nd hand Passion bike with my roomie..
But unfortunately.. this partnership cudn’t last for more than a year.. due to some issues.
Now again.. I was w/o any vehicle .. the only option were autos & rikshaw..
Although I don’t have any problems with them.. but one has to wait for them, walk a lot to get them.. The campuses are designed such.. & again one have to have change money every day in one’s pocket…
So finally with a bit of discussion with my parents.. I made up my mind for a new cycle..
And guess what when I told my colleagues my idea.. they gave me weird looks.. some laughed at the idea.. some said what girls will think.. some said. It was so stupid to get cycle in final yr…
But it that hardly did matter to me..
Coz I haven’t ever bothered for any gal of my college..
Secondly.. I do what I wish to do.. I don’t need ppl to. Interfere in that..
So finally within 2-3 days.. I bought a new cycle.. Avon “Scott” a bit stylish one.. which cost me around Rs.3000/= far more than I thought.. I kept my budget thinking of the cycle I bought in my school.. :P
So I started going to clg by cycle.. & am still in the same practice…
My school days memories got fresh…!!
There are many guys.. juniors my batchmates..who overtake me by their.. flashy bikes.. but that doesn’t bothers me.. till the time I’m enjoying my cycling… although it gets a bit frustrating on sunny days… but still its fine..
One fine day.. one of my lecturer asked me.. Oh boy.. u come to clg by cycle.. haan.. 4th yr. guys have a ‘EgO’ problem..n rarely students use cycle now.. howcome.. you are at ease with it..?
I replied humbly.. sir.. I believe.. all what I have today.. all what I’m today.. is because of my parents… so the word you just mentioned ‘Ego’ has no place to stay in…
And talking of the comparisons if anyone wants to draw.. i just want to say.. I don’t compete with others.. & still if anyone wants to.. let the time come.. when I start earning.. & I’m on my own.. & same does apply to them too at that time…
My lecturer was impressed by my reply.. & backed me up saying good practice boy.. even at IIT’s ppl. do the same..& its eco-friendly.. I added yes sir.. & it gets your body a good exercise too.!!

And today is the day.. when I have just received a Discover –dtsi bike from my family as a gift on my 21st B’Day… B-)
It was indeed a surprise.. Bike had been my dream since long.. whenever I cribbed about it.. I got a good scolding..
This time when I was asked .. what would you like to have on your B’day..?? I kept quiet..
& see what I got..!!

Who kehte hain naa.. “Bin Maange Moti Mile… Maange Mile Na Beekh “ ;)

Miss you a lot Dadu… | :(

I seriously don’t know where to start with….
This thought.. makes me go blank… out of words…
What is there , is only an unbearable pain which can’t be expressed…
a crying heart deep inside.. which cannot be seen even with open eyes…
a sense of defeat from destiny.. a sense of loneliness..
I can’t forget the most painful day of my life…when my Grandfather left for his
heavenly abode.. leaving all of us behind…
We have a small family which had all in all six ppl. My grandfather.. who was a very well educated doctor.. MBBS from KGMC Lukcnow.. n PG from London.. member of British Medical Association.. & the oldest ‘Radiologist’ of Faizabad city…
My grandmother.. who is also a doctor.. my dad .. my mom.. & my young brother…
Its a totally different family.. than today's modern families are…
Our family has always been clubbed with affection.. values.. & love towards elders & children…
We always travel together…& are very attached to each other…
My dad is another example of Shravan Kumar.. who himself is an MBA… left his lucrative job of Branch manager.. just to come back to Faizabad & serve his parents…
I wonder.. ‘ll I ever be able to be like him one day… ??
One can achieve great heights in terms of career.. which are well acknowledged in this materialistic world.. but rarely can one achieve this status which my dad has achieved in my eyes…
I myself am a emotional person.. bt weak at expressing them infront of others…
fail to show my feelings to my parents at times..
My only friend when it comes to sharing my sorrows & tears..is my childhood friend which never betrayed me.. my lonliness… I had been an introvert throughout, a shy guy indeed..
Though after getting into engineering.. I faced a tough life which I had never ever imagined in my dreams.. which made me a sort off tough guy & an extrovert…
I had always been pampered throughout my childhood that’s why may be I was a spoilt boy.. for whom his luxuries had become his necessities, in a country where more than 70% of ppl. don’t have enough to feed their tummy twice a day…
It’s always easier to discuss things but its very difficult to bear them…
I remember Sunday 5th april 09, I was at my Masi place.. in Gzb.. when my dad called me up..
Telling me this shocking news of my Dadu’s demise.. I was dumb struck.. but no tears fell out of my eyes.. I did not know.. what sort of strength God gave me to at that moment.. I rushed to station & got a general ticket.. went to a sleeper boogie.. but my luck was so hard.. that I got a B***** TT in that train.. who took advantage of my need.. The next day when I reached Lucknow.. the special checking squad caught me.. & that bloody TT was no where to save me.. Whom I had to bribe more than a reasonable amount.. But somehow.. I managed an escape from that squad after so much of request & plea they left me .. when I gave them a few acquaintances of my dad in railways.
From there on I went to a general boogie.. for the 2nd time in my life.. 1st was with my frnd in diwali when our train got cancelled.
And guess what.. there was no place to sit..as usual & So I decided to sit on the floor for 1st time ever in my life.. I was so dejected.. that words like ego.. shame etc .. were no where to be thought about..
I reached home at around 10:00am.. there was huge gathering of ppl. At my home.. I entered home from the backside.. met dad..
That was the first time ever I saw him crying in my life.. I was like…blank, my heart started beating so fast.. there was adrenaline rush in my veins.. & a flow of tears in my eyes.. I cudn’t refrain my self anymore from crying.. somehow.. I reached my front verandah.. where my dadu laid in white bedsheet.. I was totally broken.. lost.. felt the most helpless that day..
That was infact the most helpless moment of my life …. I saw my grandmother.. who has got that tremendous will power.. to provide strength to our family.. was very calm.. my mom was crying.. my brother with tears in his eyes.. standing at a corner..
After sometime.. it was the time for cremation.. so body had to be taken to ghat for all the proceedings.. that was the last time I kissed my Dadu…
We went there.. and did the final cremation.. came back home thereafter..
The next day we went to pravah the astiyas.. in river Saryu (where Lord Rama took route to his Vaikunt dham after his stay in Ayodhya) & thereafter after the Shanti Hawan at our home the next day I left to college cause of my sessional tests scheduled in my college.. to my surprise I scored well in all without much study..
Even today when I come back home.. my heart is not able to believe the truth.. whenever I came home he was the first person to kiss me.. I touched his feet the first…
That’s all for now.. I even see my dadu in my dreams at times.. I know he’ll always be alive in our hearts.. I miss him a lot.. I know his blessings are with me… & one day as I have promised him I’ll be famous like him.. I’ll prove my self one fine day…
from a nobody today.. I’ll be somebody one day…!! :)

Proud To Be Indian | Some Facts ; Jai Hind..

India, officially the Republic of India (Hindi: भारत गणराज्य Bhārat Gaṇarājya; see also other Indian languages), is a country in South Asia. It is the seventh-largest country by geographical area, the second-most populous country, and the most populous democracy in the world. Bounded by the Indian Ocean on the south, the Arabian Sea on the west, and the Bay of Bengal on the east, India has a coastline of 7,517 kilometres (4,700 mi).It is bordered by Pakistan to the west; People's Republic of China (PRC), Nepal, and Bhutan to the north; and Bangladesh and Myanmar to the east. India is in the vicinity of Sri Lanka, the Maldives, and Indonesia in the Indian Ocean.

Home to the Indus Valley Civilisation and a region of historic trade routes and vast empires, the Indian subcontinent was identified with its commercial and cultural wealth for much of its long history.Four major religions, Hinduism, Buddhism, Jainism and Sikhism originated there, while Zoroastrianism, Judaism, Christianity and Islam arrived in the first millennium CE and shaped the region's diverse culture. Gradually annexed by the British East India Company from the early eighteenth century and colonised by the United Kingdom from the mid-nineteenth century, India became an independent nation in 1947 after a struggle for independence that was marked by widespread nonviolent resistance.

India is a republic consisting of 28 states and seven union territories with a parliamentary system of democracy. It has the world's twelfth largest economy at market exchange rates and the fourth largest in purchasing power. Economic reforms since 1991 have transformed it into one of the fastest growing economies; however, it still suffers from high levels of poverty, illiteracy, disease, and malnutrition. A pluralistic, multilingual, and multiethnic society, India is also home to a diversity of wildlife in a variety of protected habitats.

Some Facts:-

There are 3.22 Million Indians in America.
38% of Doctors in America are Indians.
12% of Scientists in America are Indians.
36% of NASA employees are Indians.
34% of MICROSOFT employees are Indians.
28% of IBM employees are Indians.
17% of INTEL employees are Indians
13% of XEROX employees are Indians
All the above is just the TIP of the iceberg, the list could be endless. Be an ever shining and Inspiring country setting a bright path for rest of the world to follow.
PROUD to be an INDIAN.

Forgot I and YOU now remember "WE"
yeah WE R | INDIANS |

Maruti Suzuki Esteem 'Revisited' | Review

I know I am reviewing a car which has been discontinued by Maruti Suzuki, but I am doing it because of my love & passion for cars right from my childhood & may be because I am one of the proud owners of Esteem Vxi.

In July 2004 the Esteem (Deacde Old Power Horse of Maruti Suzuki) was Re-Launched with caption ‘Fall in Love Again”.It received a second facelift in which the redesigning exercise introduced clear lens headlamps incorporating orange indicator bulbs within the single assembly, a new prominent Mercedes-Benz shaped compact chrome-bordered radiator grille, rounded fog lamp inserts on the bumpers, an all-new bumper, jewel effect redesigned tail lamps (only the brake lights and the indicators) and new boot lid with a spoiler with integrated stop light.The rear-end now looks much like the 1997 Honda City.

The clear reversing lights however are incorporated in a parallel and slanting manner in relation to the tail lamps. However,I feel the Mercedes shaped grille with stylish Suzuki logo looks good..
The car:

It is essentially a proper subcompact four-door front wheel driven hatchback with a well integrated boot that makes it a small sedan, whose length is 4075mm,breadth 1575mm and height 1395mm.

This car is a light lower midsize budget luxury car. The kerb weight is 875Kg. The wheelbase is 2365mm while the ground clearance is 160mm.

In It’s last times there were 5 variants the LX(base model), LXI(LX+power steering),VXI(Power windows, Kenwood Music Player, Power Staring, Rear Spoiler & every other feature found in top luxury cars).

Engine and performance:

The engine is very smooth.The car is powered aluminum E MPFI (Electronic Multi Point Fuel Injection) petrol engine which drives the front wheels. The VXI has a 1298cc unit with 4 valves per cylinder whose output is 85bhp and 10.6 kgm (at 6000rpm).

Performance is very good. The VXI takes around 5 seconds to hit the 60kph mark from standstill while the same with the 100kph mark comes up in 12 seconds.Top speed is a decent 165kph.Fuel efficiency is okay:10kpl in the city and 16kpl in the highway without AC.. with AC average & pickup decreases slightly.

In all till the time it was present in the market it was Maruti Suzuki’s Ace in the Mid-Size Luxury Sedans Segment.
It proved tough competition for Tata’s Indigo, Ford Ikon, Ford Fiesta, Hyundai Accent etc. making them stand far below in the market share list due to all the above featured stuff & Maruti’s Brand name which counts for value for money & service facility at most places.
Though it is discontinued by Maruti Suzuki & has been replaced by Swift Dezire , it still has that elegance & features which can put the latest mid-sized segment cars in the market at shame even today!!

Me & My Dreams.. :)

Here I present to you my first ever composition that came in Summer of 2008
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I wish I could breakthrough the pain…
When time tests me again & again…

I wish I have plenty of money to pay…
So that I can buy all the luxuries in a simple way..

I wish I can make my destiny to get me some gud luck..
So that i can reach the zenith which keeps my critics dumb struck…

I want Life’s good feel…
And moments of happiness which no one can steal…

I don’t know why am I so ambitious..
But I do know God has given me this quality just to make me one day so famous…

My parents are my world that’s my belief..
Which in itself gives me a wholesome of relief..

I am thankful to God for what ever I have..
But don’t know why I often crib over things which I don’t have…

Sometimes my life seems to be a big Mystery..
Which takes me to my childhood that’s my History..

Am a Guy who wants to touch the sky…
& still be a person like I am very shy..

I wish I can make my parents proud of me one day..
So that they can feel delighted and have a lot to say..

I wish I could see my days in future..
And posses the power to make them filled with a sense of pleasure..

I know I have to walk many more miles…
And make such efforts which may not go futile..

I know I have it in me..
Just some times I forget & start blaming my destiny..

I know I have to grow up a bit..
I have to make my dreams turn into reality & I promise it..

I promise I will face the world & obstacles with full guts..
Without any Ifs & Buts as done by Nuts..


I do have a longing for a Girl in my Life..
Who can b my dream princess n my superb wife..

But to achieve all this I have not to cry..
Instead just struggle it out try nd try..

I have to break the mountain called difficulty..
With the power of confidence & self belief & without any doubtful probability..

My Dreams are not like last night dream which break up..
When everyday I wake up…

I want to make life of ppl near me colorful…
So that they value my presence as worthful….

I want to win heart of Girls by my decency..
So that my thoughts bring smile to their face with increasing frequency..

I want to sing sing & sing…
As if am the only uncrowned music King…

I want to dance & dance..
So that every one passing by stop to have a glance..

I want to shine as bright as Sun..
Because it’s the brightest & the only one…

I want to be a popular personality among my friends..
So whateva I do sets for them some new trends…

I wish my thought leaves a smile on my friends face to Linger…
And when they need me ..i can wipe out their tears with my only finger..

I know I have a habit to dream...
But I do know that they are not only limited to just the ppl who r counted amongst the cream…

I want to shed out all my frustration..
And move towards my aim of life without any hesitation…

I would end up & say a promise is a promise..
And hence nothing would deter me to make my promises come true one day..
So I can see me & my family forever happy & gay..

I hope that taking out your precious time for my effort hadn’t made you bore..
Its just the start of this Lion’s Roar…

Coz My Dil Maange Moreeeeeeee… 

Don't I Have A Right To Fall In Love..??

This is a poem that was composed by me last summer.. when my school time crush got crushed without me even proposing her..
Anyways thats a long story now i realised that we don't have future together..
But anyhow.. along with tears.. & sad emotions came few lines from my crying heart..

Why does it happen… i allow some1 to make me cry…
Without the truth known 2 d person..to get whom so much i try…

She is in my dreams day & night…
Still I can’t find ny hope or ray of light…

Thot of loosing her gives me sense of xtreme fright…
For whom am ready to indulge into destiny’s ny challenging fight...

The Girl who’s more beautiful then any flower…
For whom I can shed of all my possessions like a rainy shower…

To Love her I donno had I made ny mistake…?.
Coz for that Girl I can put my Life at stake…!!

How can she break my heart…
Without even letting me make a simple start…


It’s a unbearable pain…
Which I do know wont give me any gain…

God is this my fault..??
Or keeping expectations from some..n having emotions is my shortcoming by default..

I don’t know what my destiny xpects me to be..
It breaks me shakes me everytime some Love sentiments comes to me…

I want to her realize…
My love for her is far beyond comparison to nything in size…

I can’t forget the day I was knocked out by her smile..
That moment when i made my mind to walk hand in hand with her for miles..


I have neva eva seen a gal so sensible as she is…
That’s the one reason I don’t wanna get my hope to dismiss…

I know many more guys may be better than me r mad for that girl…
But I believe may be not now let the time come when I’ll overcome my inferiority whirl & ‘ll prove myself to be the best guy for that girl…



I believe that she is better than me in every respect at the moment…
May be I don’t deserve her at this point of time.. But i’ll try n find out one day all my endowments…

Because I believe I hav it in me.. to stand tall ..
& the ingredients needed to leave her one day enthralled…

Her Sparkling eyes leave me dumb struck…
I wish I could turn her to be my Luck…

Her single thought for me Brightens up my day…
& appreciating her keeps me at loss of words nd I hav nothing to say..

I have some principles that’s why at the moment its not easy for me to say..
But even after every odds I wish to see her wid me so 1 day so happy & gay..

I know there is no guarantee of me winning of her Love
But I promise myself I’ll try & try….
& hold on my tears ..so that destiny don’t notice me cry…

May be one day I’ll get a bit of God’s attention…
& she ‘ll understand me better than Nyone…


Lastly I wud say another few lines in my mother tongue…
& let the destiny know I don’t wanna leave ny stone unturned…

“Main Yaad aaunga.. jitna bhi mujhko Rulaoge…
Main Yaad aaunga jitna bhi door mujhse jaaoge…” …

“Main Yaad aaun to….
Ashk kaise fir ye chupaoge…” 

Just the hope driving me now is..
My time will also come one day..
& day She’ll b mine leaving me spellbound fr nything to say..

What I can do 2day is have patience.. nd rememba God..
& pray fr arrival of dat day..
So that it comes soon my way..my way & only my way.. 


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Although she isn't gng to come my way.. i hope sumone else is made for me :)
Hope she comes & knock at my heart someday.. :)

Do We Really Mean Sry When We Say It?

People are becoming more materialistic by the day. This acquisitiveness overpowers them so much that they fail even to understand the needs and wishes of their parents who raise them with such love and care.They become so selfish that they place their wants and luxuries above everything else. And when they say ‘I am sorry’, do they really mean it?



Dear Father,

I know you need money to pay the debt, but I’ve just bought a new house. So I can’t send money this month. I hope you understand. I am sorry.

Yours…


Dear Mother,

I know I promised I’ll be home early for your 40th anniversary. But my friends have planned a party, so I can’t come soon. I am sure you’ll enjoy anyway. I am sorry.

Yours…


Dear Dad,

I know I had to take you to see the doctor tomorrow. But I have to attend a business party. So, I can’t come. See if you can postpone the appointment. I am sorry.

Yours…


Dear Mom,

I know your knee hurts and you want me to pick you up. But I am busy at the moment, so I can’t come. Can you go walking one last time? Its not far as it is. I am sorry.

Yours…


Dear Pa,

I know you need me at the hospital to look after mom. But I have a very important meeting, so I can’t come. I am sure you’ll manage. I am sorry.

Yours…


Dear Maa,

I know I promised to be home this year to see you. But I am going away on a trip with friends. The plan was sudden. I’ll come next year surely. I am sorry.

Yours…

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*Learn something.. & Value them who have made uncountable sacrifices to make you what you are today..!!

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Reservation a Blot On Indian Education System & Other Loopholes.

Actually what i have known so far that Indian Education seriously needs whole lot of improvements.
I cannot understand why only a child who is 'Ghissu / Padhaku/ Kitabi Keeda' always scores over a child who is not able to pass every exam with flying colors??
It might be the case of admission in Premier Educational Institute ,Schools,B-Schools etc.
In my view the capability of an Institute can only be justified when it picks up students with aptitude with passion & with the will from the scrap & then produce cream out of them.

Not like most top colleges who are just busy in filling in cream as input.. & then very obviously producing cream as output!

Education has merely become a money minting business now a days.
Most Colleges once earn a brand name, pay no attention to welfare of students & are just busy in doing big holes in pockets of parent's of poor students.

In India mainly all the emphasis is laid on theoretical knowledge & your agg. % in your profile.

Even a guy who doesn't even know abc of computers & don't have any idea is picked into Computer Sc. if he has more marks over a guy who cudn't manage to score well but has been playing with computers right from childhood.

I don't say that ppl. who are not computer literate must not get the chance but what i mostly found is ppl. opt for CS/IT because they have heard that ppl. earn big bucks in these fields ,they are least bothered about their field of interests.

In India education system has not grown as of America, Europe etc.
Here 90% of parents want to see their child as Doctor / Engineer..
people are yet to discover various other creative avenues!
Also Govt. of India & Education ministry must encourage other fields also.

Last but not the least the biggest LOOP HOLE of Indian Edu. System "RESERVATIONS"

This thing makes me mad..!!
If things go on like this bloody we general ppl. 'll need reservations within few yrs.
What kind of justification is this??
Are we general ppl. filthy rich... or we are blessed with different kind of mind from God??
This is something which Govt. Of India must be slammed for..
We put our best efforts & even with better results land up in a place which inferior to our Reservation Quota Counterparts.

SEE THE IMAGE ABOVE IT 'LL ELUCIDATE MY POINT BETTER.

Last but not the least Indian education system needs a U-Turn in context to changes & needs to acknowledge Fair Opportunity process, Attitude of ppl., their dreams, their inclinations etc..

Kabhi Khushi Kabhi Gham Revisited | Review

I know its quite a Old film now.. bt as we say ‘Old Is Gold’ I decided to review this movie because it had been One of the movie that touched my heart & shaped my philosophy of life.
A Flick full Of Emotions, Relationships, Bonding, Values & Love.
I can visualize my family in it .. may be that’s why am bringing this post to you.

Kabhi Khushi Kabhi Gham Revisited !

The tagline of the story is: “It’s all about your parents.” The story basically revolves around two families, and the love and respect, which the children have for their parents sets the tone for the decisions they make in their lives. However, when one son {Rahul} and one daughter (Anjali} from each family meet and fall in love, their whole world and that of their families comes crashing down around them.

The Raichand family, headed by Yashovardhan "Yash" is very influential in the community. As culture usually dictates, the children of this type of family, more often than not, marry someone of the same status. When you add to the equation that Yash is still of the belief that the father of the family chooses who his sons will marry, frustration for the sons is sure to occur, especially when one of them has already fallen in love with someone else.

The dilemma for Rahul is whether to marry Naina, the girl of his father’s choosing and make everyone except himself happy or go against all the principles his father has taught him and marry Anjali, the girl from a village town that he loves.

Originally, when his father finds out he wants to marry Anjali, he is outraged. He can’t imagine how anyone who is “ordinary” in his eyes could understand their traditions, values and ethics. Seeing her only as a hurdle, he asks Rahul, “How did you even dare to think that she could be part of our family … my family?”

To which Rahul responds, “I didn’t think at all. I just loved.” After being lambasted by Yash, Rahul realizes how much he has hurt him, asks for forgiveness and vows to do whatever his father wants. When he goes to tell Anjali, the situation at hand changes his mind.

With his father’s words thundering in his head, he goes against all reason and makes his decision to marry Anjali anyway.

Yash’s answer to this union is his banishment of Rahul not only from the house but also from the family. With only his mother’s blessings, Rahul and Anjali leave. Before leaving, Rahul goes to talk to his brother Rohan, who is now in boarding school and makes him promise never to ask why he left or where he went. Then he and Anjali, along with her sister Pooja and their aunt move away.

Ten years later, in the second half of the film, Rohan finds out the whys and wherefores of his brother and sister-in-law’s disappearance and sets out in search of them, hoping to bring them home again. In doing so, the story switches from India to London.

Now with a school age son and Pooja in college, it looks like the family has carved out a happy life in their new “world”, but a closer look tells a different story. Not having seen Rohan in all these years growing up, the family doesn’t recognize him. He reveals himself only to Pooja and they make a plan to unite the family. Rohan poses as a brother of one of Pooja’s college girlfriends, fresh from India who needs a place to stay. Rahul is talked into allowing him to stay with them and the masquerade begins.

Eventually, through a series of events Rohan’s identity is revealed to each of the family members, one by one, with Rahul being the last to find out. Refusing to return home until his father calls for him, Rahul tells Rohan to go back without him. Not being able to take no for an answer, Rohan devises a plan, which will get Rahul and Yash to meet in London. The meeting doesn’t go well, but an unforeseen circumstance has the entire family flying back to India. Once there, Rahul is talked into going back home one last time before returning to London.

The emotional meeting between father and son is overwhelming and forgiveness is exchanged between them. The entire family is reunited, with all members being accepted and blessed. The wedding of Rohan and Pooja solidify the bonds that tie the family together and everything turns out for the best in the end. After all, "it's all about loving your parents."

Last but not the least ‘A Spectacular Must Watch Film Which Brings in Two Genrations Of Bollywood Superstars Together.’

Dudes Beware On Rakhi...

Fate might choose you to be a brother of gal u don't ever want to.. !! :(

Xyz ‘I don’t wanna name her’ is a very pretty girl with a sweet nature. If you are wondering how come i dont belong to her 'fan's' category, its coz once upon a time ,after being heavily scolded by her dad, she called me up and between sobs, blurted, "Dev i wish i had a brother". My upbringing till that moment, had insisted that in such moments you are supposed to offer yourself to the girl as her brother, and i did. In a few hours soon realized the gravity of my mistake, but all had been lost. Since that day, we have been 'bhai-behen'. But, i have learnt from my mistakes, and now if some girl says the same lines, my reaction involves looking upwards staring at the ceiling whistling nonchalantly, as if i never heard what she said. ;)

If at all I had to answer.. I say dear I follow this auspicious festival very religiously so I cannot offer to be your ‘Muh Bola Bhai’ sry..!!

After all you can’t just offer yourself to be brother of B’Ful Gals Just like that..:P
Ppl. Who must have suffered same circumstances ‘ll surely agree to me . ;)

PS:-Nothing mentioned for anyone’s Offence. This post is just add some humor in the posts.

For Those Who Hate Engineering :P

Hate engineering? Think again. Here's a different take on India's most common profession that elaborates on all of life's lessons and skills that engineers knowingly (or unknowingly) learn during their 4 years of 'struggle'!

For those of you who are apprehensive, who think this is going to be an other article that rubbishes our profession, and talks of how useless the subjects we study are, can allay your fears. This article does exactly the opposite - how great engineers are groomed in an engineering college. No, really! Now please understand, when I say 'Engineer', I don't allude to someone who knows a hundred equations by rote, a thousand circuit diagrams inside-out, or a zillion experimental theories like the proverbial back of his hand. For that is not what makes an engineer.

Being an engineer is not about knowing the derivation of the Darcy-Weischbach relation, the corollaries of all of Kirchoff's laws, or the reaction conditions of the Perry-Wilkinson synthesis. However, in our stormy lives as students, we learn a lot of other skills. Subliminally, these skills are imbibed into most of us. Here are a few.

1. Planning and deadline-meeting: If we really want India to develop, we should get rid of all politicians, kill all bureaucrats, and put engineers in their place. Tell them to get things done in two months or they will face demotion. In the first month nothing will happen. Next two weeks, there will be some minor activity among the junior members. In the succeeding two weeks, though,... there will be frenetic activity to meet the deadline. Sounds familiar, all this? Rewind to what happens a month before the University exams. Engineers are like the best bikes: We can go from 0 to 60 in almost no time!

2. Diplomatic Skills: Many a time, business deals and bilateral talks fail because of the inefficiency of managers and diplomats. Engineers make excellent diplomats. Need proof? Watch what happens in any class in which an internal exam is declared upon the poor souls. Hectic lobbying and discussions with the concerned teacher ensue to get the exam postponed! Kashmir would have been solved in two weeks!

3. Endurance: Engineers have an infinite supply of patience. This skill arises from the practice of four years, pretending to nod your head in lectures.

4. Strategists: Engineering students are among the best planners that I have ever seen. This is not because we study graphics . For example, there are a few people who utilize a system I like to call the Cut-O-Meter, wherein he/she tabulates how many hours he has cut, and how many more he can afford to do so without compromising the 75% barrier. Such planning would do the Harappan Municipal Corporation proud.

5. Copying during exams: The moralists among you would be taken aback. How on Mother Earth can copying be deemed a virtue?! But the fact of the matter is, it's the way to survive! Microsoft made billions copying the Mac OS. Apple admitted that the ubiquitous iPod is not their own idea.... Eddie van Halen became one of the greatest guitarists though his techniques are borrowed from others, notably Jimmy Page's tapping.

Copying in exams is just that - a way to survive in a rat race where only the streetsmart get through. But there is another angle to this - a willingness to help others, even while risking their own marks! In an industry, will any professional take a decision without consulting others? Of course not!
So what is wrong in a student confirming whether his answer to question 3(a) is correct? Furthermore, to avoid the prying eye of the invigilator, the copier has to master many a skill; acting, sign language, reading miniature and customised knowledge banks (read, photocopies) the epitome of space efficiency, surely while mentally calculating how much more he needs to score before he can ensure the safety of not having to buy another exam form. Add these to the aforementioned list of qualities of friendship, judicious risk-taking, survival, how can copying be looked upon as anything other than noble?

6. Tackling Failure: They say that the stepping stone to success is failure. In that case, the engineering student is quite simply among the cream of successful people! He is the quintessential manifestation of someone who has looked failure in the eye. And the 'success'? Well, the very fact that he manages to pass out of college (erm, most of them, anyway!) is itself a great success!

7. Adjustments: Ah. Now this is a part of college life that... none can avoid. The lab is, quite simply, one place where honesty does not pay. Adjustment (or 'standardization of values', as I prefer to call it) is an age-old tactic. And before you yell at me saying this is going too far, take a minute off and think what the higher echelons of the faculty do to our internal marks before publishing them. Isn't 'normalization' a type of adjustment too, so that everyone is happy? I've been to companies and I know that 'adjustments' are a very common tactic. It's essential to survive in the industry. I'm not talking billions being sifted away from the rightful owners a la Satyam. But our brand of adjustments ensure that everyone is happy, and has less work to do.

Minor example: Software training: "Mark course complete". Need I say more? Sometimes I think they make us do the experiments just to get acquainted with the fine art of adjustments. There you go Engineers: Now don't you feel much prouder of being who you are? Non-Engineers: You poor guys have no idea what you're missing! ;)

Dreams..

Life is about dreaming
I am chasing a Dream..
That is mine
It is the world that I created
Its my world

When people move out of my life..
I had my dreams..
My friends left
But my dreams stayed & will forever
I am chasing a dream

People laugh they ignore
I know they do...
But all i want is to achieve you
Wy dream my ambition

When people say i can't..
I keep quiet
Nothing in this world can break me...
I am chasing a dream....

People say I am crazy..
Yes I am
But running after my dream
Makes me what i am...

I love to dream...
& i promise myself..
I will conquer it one day...
I am chasing a dream to make it mine
To make it True...!!

Why You Should Understand Others' Pain...

We often tend to ignore the deep emotions and feelings of other people...

Some of us also believe that emotions are also made-up and are fake...

As a result, we fail to understand the other person completely!


I strongly discourage such mentality...

Well, here is Michael Jackson's handwritten note to the TIME Magazine in the year 1988:


Here is what he says:

Like the old Indian proverb says, do not judge a man until you’ve walked 2 moons in his moccasins. Most people don’t know me. That is why they write such things in which most is not true. I cry very very often because it hurts and I worry about the children, all my children all over the world, I live for them. If a man could say nothing against a character but what he could prove, history could not be written. Animals strike not from malice but because they want to live. It is the same with those who criticize, they desire our blood not our pain. But still I must achieve, I must seek truth in all things, I must endure for the power I was sent forth, for the world, for the children. But have mercy, for I’ve been bleeding a long time now. M.J.

MJ suffered a great deal of pain...but there was nobody to support him...or help him...

On similar lines, here is an SMS received by me from my friend..which I feel summarises this entire post:

There is no market for your sorrows...
So don't advertise your feelings...
Instead display your attitude..

Chrikuts On Orkut..

Few months ago, i was at my sister's place and having nothing better to do, we logged onto orkut.
Orkut besides being a social networking site, also gives some dudes an opportunity to showcase their talents, put on display their 'sense of humour', compete with each other on who'd come up with the cheesiest lines. This is what a certain Mr Prince Charming had to tell my sis,
"i really do not know you . But I want to grow up my friendship cycle . Thats why I had scrapped to you .. If you not interested please ignore and request you not to angry on me …"

Umm 'grow up my friendship cycle'? Is that like some food cycle? Personally, i think he first needs to grow up and no man, we cant be angry on anyone who comes up with such an earnest request ;)
SAMPLE NUMBER 2: This guy was named 'Cool guy' by his parents, or that's what he calls himself on this website. Check out the 'smartness'
"I thot d pizza i had last eve was the hottest thing in world.. your pic have proved me wrong though"
My Cousin had to hit me with a cushion to stop me from replying, "Whooo i thought the bhindi alu i had last eve was the crappiest thing in the world…your pics have proved me wrong though".
It was at this stage that we decided to come up with the "Most desperate orkutter award". The 2 member selection committe's criterion included "the dumbest about-me section" and other related description categories. So folks, help me decide the winner. These are the nominees …
1) Name :Mr Decent Boy
About me: I am simple, friendly boy. Love to make decent friendship…love to have lots of friends with good mind.
My doubt:Err do you want friends with good minds or do you make friends with a 'good mind' buddy? Pray, temme what a 'good mind' is?
Lol, and if you think im being too harsh on the 'simple' boy, well a bit of super investigation showed that he has joined just two communities -> a) Ganapati bappa Moriya and (b) Namita Lovers
Yup man, u just won the 'simplest person' award. I have a slight suspicion that Ganapati bappa was squirming in that community pic sitting next to the Namita Lovers community.
2) Name: 'Sid-the koolest one'
About me: I love to chat with girls at night. I..
We ran out of his page as fast as we could.
Dev's verdict: Chheeee chheeee chhheee
3) Name: Abhir –Singh is King
About me: cool guy,very emotional,angry with liar, never make any girfriend,girls always wants to make friendship with me
My comment: Yeah man, you are so cooool! Girls would just tear off their hair to catch a glimpse of you. In fact even men wanna be friends with you. The entire human race is craving to make love to you.Please dont ever leave us,we'll die. Sniff!

At this point, My Cousin asked the most repeated girlie question "Dev, why are all you guys so lame?". And when i put out my tongue, in a most sophisticated fashion, she snorted ." Finally I retorted "What you blaming guys for, girls are equally despo, just that they cant afford to show it in this hypocritical society". "Oh yeah?" Well we fought for an hour about that, and after i was told that i was a numbskull and she was informed that her brain was as active as a hibernating polar bear's, i went back home the next day in a huff. A day later when I was back to home &, as i finished reading Ofcourse I luv you till I find sumone better ,i went to my computer,logged onto orkut,went to her scrapbook and typed,
"Hi, im cool boy with simple mind.i had dosa today morning but you are hotter than the sambar that accompanied my meal. Your eyes remind me of the seeds i spat out when i had chutney. Pliss be my decent friend. Jai Ganapati. Yo!" :P
p.s For all those people, who missed out on the book ‘Ofcourse I luv u’, read it now. Its kewl.. :D