In Hindsight….

There are some things which I have learnt during the last three months when I was in a complete delirium- a break in my normal going office life. I used to maintain my poise from the exterior while actually I was taking somersaults from within. I would like to list them down here and etch them in my mind for times to come:


1. Take your life seriously - It's the only thing that is yours!

2. Avoid taking rash decisions. Plan properly; always try to keep more than one option open - so that there's never a deadlock!

3. A break is much needed in order to recharge, rejuvenate and recognize yourself and your abilities. At the end of it, you’ll be a much better person by all means.

4. This is the time when you should ponder about yourself.
Steve Jobs inspires me for one great thing - He handles the matters in life thinking today is his last day. Never keep things for tomorrow! Now is the time and here is the place.

5. Always think ahead of time. Keep in mind where you want to see yourself after 5 years. Work systematically with perseverance towards that goal. Such breaks are rare. You may not again get such a golden chance. Do not waste this break fretting and regretting, but rather be more forward-looking.

6. Do not think about futile and inconsequential things. The break is actually the most crucial point of your career that determines your destiny. You should take risks and bold decisions in your life at times. It is mandatory for a successful living. But be careful - During this break time, you just can NOT afford to take any wrong decision. That will be suicidal. Make sure that the decisions you take now, should take you an inch closer to your goal.

7. Getting placed is much easier than finding your dream job. It requires a lot of patience and hard work. Choose to go for it, only if you are ready for the trial and tribulation. Have faith in god and yourself. You'll finally emerge much stronger than before.

8. You need not take bullshit from people. Everyone holds a different opinion. They might as well have opinions for you, and give uncalled for advices. They would even say that what you are doing is sheer awry. So you need to thoroughly filter all that you hear or see.

9. Your family may or may not be supportive. All your friends may or may not be accommodating. So there’s only one person to trust – You! ......... Remain self motivated !!!!

10. Stop counting on things and people. Everything changes and is unpredictable. Think practically and do not hunch your life on some opportunity that has not even actuated. Be optimistic but not fanciful. Be desperate while grabbing opportunities, as you have nothing to lose. Build up as many contacts as possible. Be aware of what is happening around you, and what is up with the world and the people in it.

11. Do not waste your break time in depression or in hibernation. Mix up with as many friends. Smile more often – Probably even more than when you were (un)happy and working.

12. Go on a lot of trips and outings. The moment you get a job, you'll have regrets to not have utilized the free time properly.

13. Develop your hobbies and interests. Do all that which you couldn't while you were working, due to time constraints.

14. Keep your social life active. Friends are the ones who finally bring you out of the puddles in life. Infact this is the time when you'll actually be able to cull your true friends out of a pool of chatterboxes.

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Society Against Cruelty To Friends

This is dedicated to all those special friends I dont want to lose. Ever.

Seemingly stupid, so this may sound
Of all the people, some true friends you found
Came a drift of time and you changed your way
Inadvertent of how they feel and what they say
Embellished your dreams with plans of a new day
Today if they are alive or unfortunately dead
You hardly know or care, coz you are so happy and gay

At your beck and call, when you needed a hand
God sent you a friend, so you must understand
And to have lost that sweet blessing in disguise
Is sad and gross, always together you must stand
Now is the time and here is the place
Spare a second or two to remember the forgotten face
To know if they still need you or just sleep at rest

Catch up with the lost ones for a change
Reminisce those days and bring a smile on face
U might want to go back in time and embrace
Energized you will be at those shining stars
Luminating your life wherever they are
To think there are friends whom you must retain
You got to pull the chain to stop life’s train

To those friends, who know you well and still love you
Ordain them in your life forever, as such gems are few

Free from the shackles and unleash yourself
Ride a horse or fly back in a plane
Ignite your soul, walk down the memory lane
Embrace the loved ones and feel rich again
Never mind what you do and where you are today
Deep in your heart or just too far away
Some special friends are just meant to stay
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My Sins Against Gender Stereotypes.

Heyo guys, this post is diffused in the blogosphere. Tbg tagged me here. (PS - This is a direct copy paste from IHM’s post.)

A great way to know how unconventional and eccentric you are. Tag on. :)

If you are a woman,

Have you ever wanted something that is considered ‘manly’ ? Like a basketball, a cell phone, a dog, a camera or a new laptop? A new car or motor bike? Ever wanted to be a pilot? A doctor or not a nurse? And the manliest want of them all – The remote!
As a kid did you enjoy playing with a bat and a ball?
There was a time when books were considered ‘manly’, women authors had to pretend to be men – would you say books are still rather manly – women should want to embroider and crochet?

If you are a man,

Have you ever wanted something that only women are supposed to want – like bags, shoes, clothes, creams, perfumes, babies, flowers? A peaceful home and a happy family? Have you ever been afraid of the dark or of insects?
As a kid did you ever want to play ‘teacher-teacher’, cooking or did you like playing with a doll? Have you ever enjoyed cooking? Bought something in pink? Loved chocolates?


So here’s the tag – Please list at least ten things you have ever wanted or done which your gender is not supposed to.

The tag is called ‘My Sins against Gender-Stereotypes’. And you must tag twelve blogging friends or else you will be cursed to wear blue clothes pants if you are a woman and pink shirts if you are a man – for next twelve years  :-P
 
Okay, here I go.

1. I love to wear my brother's clothes B-) . Nuthin can be cooler than sporting a T and a pair of boxers. :-P
2. I love the guitar, though there is hardly any female in my guitar class
3. All my hostel friends bear testimony to the fact that I *hate* keeping my room clean (I once even found lizard’s eggs behind my books. It became so famous!!! )
4. Oh yeah, I love the adventure in shooing off lizards from the room. Unlike all my hostel buddies I never used to scream or squeam on catching sight of a lizard, even if it was slithering on my bed!
5. I am really bad at shopping in a grocery store. I do not have any sense of fresh/healthy fruits and vegetables. Neither would I eat something that is healthy. Coke + chips form my daily diet.
6. Not to mention, unlike other girls, my handwriting SUCKS!!!
7. I hate to shop for others :-(. I get painfully restless on being made to ramble in the malls while my friends do the shopping for themselves!!!~!
8. I have a nice blooming ego B-)
9. I have a good tolerance / appetite for explicit jokes
10. I love the Hookah. And love making hookah rings. oo000O O O

There, that's done! How was it?
And I Tag,

1. Satinder Rana

2. Pallavi Aggarwal

3. Aastha Jain

4. Mayuri Gupta

5. Aditi Sengupta

6. Mou Bhattacharya

7. Meghna Basu

8. Oindrilla Ray

9. Kounteya Sinha
10. Ankit Mahajan
11. Japinder Gill
12. Prerna Grover
13. Navjeet Kaur
14. Janesh Mishra
15. Prabhjot Singh
16. Himanshi Vij
17. Priyanka Dhar
18. Harshit Chehal
19. Mayank Prakash
20. Mayank Nagpal
21. Mausam Garg
22. Srinivas Madala
23. Rishabh Singla
24. Anshika Bharti
25. Anirudh Bishnoi

Burrrrp... Way beyond just 12 tags. :-P Request you to state 10 such things which set you apart from gender stereotypes.

Good Luck! Remember, every little bit counts.
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He was her lil bro…

21st May 1992, a cherubic baby was sleeping placidly in a cot next to her mother. She was just five-year-old and ebullient at the arrival of her brother. That day, he looked like her miniature version.

He had a kiddo face like the cute kids who appear in the TV ads. It was after three years, when her mom had left him to her for an hour to look after. However, she rambled away, and due to her nonchalance and carelessness, he fell down from the cot. She was petrified on hearing the howls and ran back to his rescue. She received a well deserved flay from her mom that day.

As a child, she was no less skittish. She used to pull his leg and unwittingly run him down. He was the only one in the family who was younger to her, and hence the only one whom she could bully and patronize. They had got into the mode of cat-and-dog fight by the time he turned eight. Needless to say, she used to be the undisputed winner. They used to quibble over matters such as who gets the bigger slice of cake, the leg piece in chicken and the better looking ice-cream. At that time, she was taller to him, greater in size and strength, and so she used to bulldoze him out of my way.

There was one thing about him. He never showed any propensity towards studying or books. He was always riveted at the TV watching cartoons or holly-wood movies, or he would rather go out and play. But books were always his enemies. As a kid, he used to ask a lot of questions, he was sharp no doubt and had an eye for grasping things well. He loved to talk and make friends. Their mom and dad were initially worried to see his loathe for studying, but then he was just eight, and so they relied on the brink of hope that things would change.

Things didn’t change and he was 14. Taller than her by then. He started winning over her in clashes. Mom and dad had turned all the more worried about his marks. He was a paragon of a notorious back bencher and he could do anything to evade studying. Dad used to scold him a lot when he went awry. He then adopted the route to mendacity. He used to concoct so superbly casual that one could hardly distinguish. Lying had become his only resort to happiness.

To everyone’s surprise, he scored well in 10th and changed school. He had an excellent track record of extra curricular activites, oration and dramatics. Plus, he was outgoing. The new school - where he occasionally paid a visit. He used to leave from home for school, and then detour to meet his friends. He had become totally wayward. Their parents would not have got to know if the school teacher had not informed them about his misdemeanor and poor attendance.

Things had gone totally overboard. He had become so thick-skinned that no amount of criticism could bring him to track. Dad told him that he should either choose staying at home and study, or go out with his friends. He didn’t take a second to decide and just left home.
And never came back…

Confessions of an unemployed!

It galls me
that I am one of those 10.7%
of India’s employable population
who celebrate a holiday
day after day.

It appalls me.
That only after being indoors
Did I smarten up my life
From a narrow to a broad way
And my fears did allay
Dwindled away.

It enthralls me
when at times I think
There is a journey to begin.
Where I will keep high my chin
A voice comes from within
A man who has no office to go
Is not always wearing away

The hardest work in the world
is being out of work
And to have the pluck
To wait for your luck
Hints to the success that lay.

All, it’s me
I am not listless,
I ain’t no dumb,
Coz it crawls in me,
The desire to dream,
So I won’t decay.

I started so I’ll finish,
Before I perish
I do promise
I will thank this period of lull
Where the sun is not shining
yet still I make hay.

Years later,
when I reach the summit,
I will reminisce these days
And proudly say
"Can I have an action replay?"

And it controls me!

Cheeky Killers!

I was appalled to hear about this ghastly incident, with all due respect to the little victim, who suffered under the wrath of lunatic killers!

A five-year-old girl was molested by her two brothers, 12 and 14 year old. At first, she had failed to understand the act of debauchery, but when she could slightly make out; she screamed and warned them that she would complain to her mother. The boys got petrified, and then followed a sordid killing of the poor girl child.

Next that happened cannot be anybody’s guess! Call it insanely nonsensical or just plain FIFA hangover!

Football!

The cheeky killers played football as if nothing happened. According to them, it was a very smart way to elude getting caught by their mother.

I could relate another similar incident, where a 10-year-old girl washed her 3-year-old brother in a washing machine, with the notion that it would cleanse his dark complexion. Of course, what followed was a squeamish sight in a soup of blood!

Child murder cases are rampant. But who is culpable?!
Their parents? or the more than tremendous exposure to media which hampers the minors so much that they try and actuate everything that they see, hear or feel, if expedient to do so?