Dear Santa

Things change too rapidly as we cross phases of life.

When I was younger, if anyone would ask me what I want for Christmas, it would be, a million dollars, for me to buy loads of chocolate.

Everything changes . 

We have ended up becoming realistic. Dream for things like, having that recently launched smartphone, or maybe that black dress you just saw online.

From dreaming of meeting Hannah Montana, now it's changed to meeting people, who were once inseparable, but now you're not sure whether you ever cross their mind.

It's so easy, to live in that world of fantasy. Even if we know our wishes won't come true, still thinking about it brings a smile.

So this Christmas, I asked myself if I wanted something. Is there anything, that has it's importance throughout lifetime. Is there anything that gives happiness to that extend.

Couldn't find the answer.

Things are temporary (and for some, even people are). Okay, now not being a sadist.
I still wish for things like kids. Yeah, that million dollar thing is still on my list. With a few more things added up now ;).

Why to go realistic, when just thinking about those crazy wishes coming true is a pleasure. 

Well, new year is coming soon. And as usual, no resolutions( cause by now, everyone has realised it's of no use XD).

Till then,  MERRY CHRISTMAS!!

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Looking at the 'Poison Tree'

I'm not the kind of person who maintains a daily dairy. Bt I once had a diary, which was used to collect all poems and songs that I found interesting in childhood. And it's first poem was, the poison tree. For those who have never read it:


A Poison Tree
BY WILLIAM BLAKE
I was angry with my friend;
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.


And I waterd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears:
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.




And it grew both day and night.
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.

And into my garden stole,
When the night had veild the pole;
In the morning glad I see;
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.


How many friends have gone far away just because of this, keeping the wrath to self. When we got someone close, there's no point keeping it all inside. Every one does mistakes, people have different views to see it. Just in case, we get upset, there's no harm in putting our heart out. Why to wait for this hatred to reap, no one will get nothing out of it. It's either like, you gonna get good friends or a good lesson right.

That's why now I think, people with less contacts are happier. And maybe because of this live longer too. No frustration, expectations, envy, hatred.... No nothing. Anyways, life's still so so good if you read 'The Secret'. To much indulged.. #william_blake #poem #never_ending_thoughts #exams_at_head...

Ineffable Bonding

A vision of us, brabbling in the corridor,
Came to my mind last night.
When my mother caressed my hair
I missed you, taking aquiver sighs.

Those hour long bitching sessions,
N when I was confused, gave me reasons.
Don't matter how far we go,
Never felt you're away, redamancy played.

I sometimes don't believe,
How can anyone be so much dependant.
Like I was, still I am, on you.
This ineffable bonding, always gives strength.

In College #2

An event was held last Saturday in the college. Okay, now these seminars are gathering our attention more n more. Cause last time when the collector came, the first sem students (1/4 th engineers as said by our sir)  took her words as great inspiration, and  the frankness with which she spoke overtook all.
So this time, it were the people from bsf. The presentation which they showed, it really left ppl awestruck. Like, omg how can this person work in such burning hot deserts. N not only one, there are many of them. For the first time (maybe XD) the gathering clapped, n this thunder ws created by heart.

They allowed us to take a look at few weapons. N even see how they work. Bullets were nt provided XD.

Be with...

Again, I feel like going to some place.
And yeah, it's not wander lust this day.
A feeling so hard to keep upto me,
Why can't I go there, just imagining things n finding ways...

Betrayed?

I'll probably go short of attendance this month in college. Went to NIT RAIPUR for 2 days for autonomous robotics workshop. It was way too informative and fun, to be true, more than expected. Then there was a musical event at night, seriously that's what we call college fun. Then on Monday I was late and entered the college in second half. So the plan was, Group bunk next day. I seriously had no particular opinions about it, after these two days off. But couldn't be so self centred. So it was decided, the class had to be vacant for the whole day, the day ahead. And according to the plan, it was.

But few students still went there. I wished I could look into the brains of some people. Atleast I could figure out how can they act so 'out of the box'. Requires guts, really. But bunking like this, illegally requires that too. XD

Whatever it may be, the one's who came had to face similar situation. It was really upsetting, to see them treated the same way in addition to some humiliation by peers. They were not wrong, no one seemed to be. Not until we got the result of what we did a day before. Anyways the professors haven't turned their hair white just sitting idle.

The best thing is, we didn't get punishment. Maybe it was just a test, of unity. And we passed, or in the end, maybe not... 

Myths Smartly Used

Many ppl take red bull to be alcohol. And after we tried drinking it, some ppl reacted like, omg, it contains alcohol. Why did you drink it, n stuff. So I used Google to know the amount of it in redbull. I expected it to be negligible, but actually it is not at all there,just caffeine. I'm glad, cause it has helped when I was depressed, or in some heated up situations among friends. Went to hariraj restaurant in civic centre bhilai few days ago. There we discussed something that made my friends too upset. The thought came up, oh god, party spoiled. But then I got them this can and they couldn't laugh harder at anything I said to make their mood lighter. It's just the alcohol myth that make ppl act like that. And I laugh just for company. But it works, always XD

Intentions Unrevealed #2

A new idea has been going on my mind since many days. Peace, what is the most suitable way of experiencing it. Generally I listen to music, for hours. But then, can anything beat traveling. Studying, gossiping, roaming around in the hostel premises and all things that are part of our routine, what if, we get out of it for some days. Some pics that I see on net are so beautiful that I develop a 'wander lust '. Just like some isolated places, far off, away from this college life. But the thing is we have to set our limits (as said by a counselor who came to our hostel).  Cause talking about now, I can't even go on a movie with classmates. But 'one day ' I'll visit the place, the planned one :).  Till then, four years of study, and maybe more. And with such ideas in mind, imagining, atleast I have a peaceful sleep... :p

Impressions: Fresher

Is it possible to know a person just by the first look. I find it strange how the people we predict to be egoist or irritating in the beginning turn out to be the most awesome people. It's been a month since I've joined college and many strangers are continuously turning to friends. 

Whether it be the hostel or my class, getting acquainted with the talented. Well learning is a continuous process. 

This has happened not only in college. Even in school the guy with the bad boy look turned out to be most studious. Only time can help us to recognize people better.
And talking about talent, i feel so much surrounded by it. Together we can even form a metal band XD. And the people here don't seem strangers any more. One of them makes such breath taking portraits that I stared at his instagram profile for atleast 10 minutes. 

Cause no one can guess that the people who sit in the last bench making noise, can be so creative. Sry, Sahil :p.

And yeah, that's college life. Going to canteen with your squad during break. Sitting there even if we don't buy anything to eat, just gossiping. Expecting great fun ahead. 

Hallucinations

New place, new people, everything unpredictable. Just can't say what people think of us, though it doesn't matter much. Still all people work on getting the best company available. Some try to socialize and some are too self centred, to think of anything else. What is the main purpose, of us being here, outside our homes in hostel or pg or wherever we are. Is it only studies?!

Socializing has different meaning for each person. Well, having a tough time trying to adjust here. But that's how life goes on. In college, you suffer a dramatic change. You were the damn seniors in school, and suddenly become freshers. Get irritated by the way seniors give you looks, check you out. Well I don't know about other colleges but here in BIT DURG, this difference, the gap between freshers and other batches is too much.

Even the Institute care takers tell us to wish seniors. Seriously, what will anyone get from this forced and fake respect. How can we respect them when we are not even allowed to interact. Some of them seem actually nice, but only if this gap could be little narrow, we could tell the difference. Cause friends can be made anywhere, I suppose.

In the Journey

She gazed out of the small window
At the sailing cotton blanket, all white.
Closed her eyes cause she was present
But only physically there, that time.

Then thinking about the journey ahead
Was perceptive, but wanted more, to find.
And then tried to figure out that
Where her co - passengers were destined.

Smiling back at the air hostess
Who wished her a safe flight.
The girl knew it was just her job
The special ones care, irrespective of attained height.

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Having a look: Those love Stories 💜

So Many people are interested in reading novels. Novels of every kind, and the teenagers like us find the mysterious ones more preferable. Indian writers like Durjoy and Chetan Bhagat introduced such great romantic novels too. But we can see great difference in these writers and the foreign writers like Rachel ward and Nicholas Sparks. Though Durjoy is one of my favorite, but still, there's magic in those other love stories.

Well I don't have any particular view about love or how it feels, but when I read some of the novels ( like, A Walk to Remember)  it seriously made me laugh and then cry. As the writer promised. The only problem with such stories is that, the characters have to die in the end . Don't know why... :'( .  But reading that book ( and others like, Notebook, which I read recently) is like making our thoughts more clear. You read and simultaneously think of the person related to that scene in the book. You Try to connect it to your life. When ever I read about some friends having a specIial bond, i think about the friends I've got, the memories we have together in the hostel, or anywhere. So lucky I am to have them.
But no one in particular comes to my mind, when the scenes depicting true love occur :D ... Well, no one is in a hurry, I suppose, to find true love. And I'm not sure whether it will happen or not. But someday, I'll give a copy to that right person, like they did in Just Friends (another novel). It seems so perfect 👌, still it's just a thought.

A Walk to Remember (movie scene ) 

I speak too much about novels. Just know many people are least interested in these things. And I'm sorry if you're not. But I just can't stop thinking about them once I read any novel, and the mesmerization doesn't go away for almost whole week. It's just the same way some people feel, when listening to music with strong emotions. Cause while listening to it too, there is a person who will always come to your mind. You agree with this or not, but it's true. It's so very normal. Anyways, these stories in the novels have been made into movies. But they can never carry the emotions to us, as much as the books do. I've got a feeling, that not just me, but every person gets a chance to look at his inner self while reading. A look at how he feels about any person, try once if you have not..  :) ;)

Show some Love for your State: Chhattisgarh

I've heard a lot about linguistic chauvinism. But I was unable to know the reason why people have so much attachment with their language. Sometimes, in childhood I wished that I was born in some southern state. It's so hard to understand their languages for people like us who have their origin here, in a state like Chhattisgarh. They can easily use it as a code word if went to other states.

Truly speaking I don't know a word of Chhattisgari language. But it's not that difficult to understand. I don't blame the fact, that I lived in Nainital for eight years, that I can't speak the dialect of my home place. Well, that's because I don't know to speak 'kumaoni' (the dialect of kumaon region,Nainital ) too, neither do I know rajasthani or bihari cause I've lived there too. Sometimes I wonder, how great it would be if I had been able to grasp all that.

Rapidly growing up: Raipur 

But now it's been 4 yrs, since we have moved to MY state. I've learnt a lot about it till now( not the dialect). Some bloggers play great roles in showcasing the beauty of it. One of them is Srijal Sahu, who is a travel blogger. Please take a look at his vlog about Chhattisgarh.

VLOG: INCREDIBLE BASTAR, CHHATTISGARH - www.srijalism.com

Never knew it was so beautiful, Hamar Chhattisgarh. :)

Intentions Unrevealed #1

This blog was started by me three years back, during some vacations. So, one might be thinking why would anyone waste time writing all this stuff. That time I had never read other people’s blog or didn’t even know what people do in blogs, what’s the use? Truly speaking this blog was not meant to speak my mind out. That time I had no passion of writing, that’s the main reason why I haven’t put any long info like other bloggers (yeah, I follow other blogs now) saying,

“I started writing this blog because I knew that there was a hidden writer inside me.”

Or maybe

“I had deep Interest in the writing section in my school days, so I thought why not to showcase my talent here.”

Cause I know that’s not true. It was just that I read somewhere that you can get money by writing regular posts, be the owner of a blog. There is a facility ‘AdSense’ that lets you put ads on your page and you’ll be paid for it. There are many people who just keep bloging for a living, and earn really well. Hence this blog was made with a simple introduction part as its first post. But then, the AdSense betrayed me. It said I was not eligible to apply for it. And I was like, “Yar, phle bta deta.” (Wicked me :P) But sometimes we do good things without very good intentions too, I mean unplanned. 

image source- google.com

Now this blog has given me so much to think about. I know I’m not any specialist in any matter; neither I’m a deep thinker. Any ways I still use it to pass my time during this long gap, before the college starts. My friends just accidently got my blog’s link, and they are the ones who inspired me for the first time. And I love them for doing so. The bad thing is I’m still not eligible for earning money through it (greedy again :’D). I should be above 18 years. Didn’t get the logic, God, do they take it as child labor or what? But I enjoy writing now; feel as if I’m doing something for myself as well as for other people too.

You will rarely find any high profile motivational posts here, anyways. But the topics are interesting most of the time, aren’t they? Hope to find time writing this, even when the college begins. And I’m going to be 18 in maybe a month or so. With this blog thing, there are more things that I’ve planned to do after turning 18,

•  Have my own Bank account
• Converting my temporary driving license to a permanent one
• AdSense account

Yeah, that’s it, my small list. Don’t scroll down further you won’t get more points (#YouknowwhatImean) . But, keep reading. :)

      

Our Hidden Talent: Bathroom Singers we Are 😉

The tradition goes like this, any girl 👧 who is new to the hostel had to speak a few lines for introduction. We waited patiently for a rat to come in our trap. New people are so nervous and it's not at all good to set high expectations. But we asked the person to sing in front of everyone in the hostel assembly, in DPS, who ever told that her hobby was singing. Not because it was a pleasure to tease new girls, but the fact that we were seniors. Sounds cruel, but singing is not a big issue I suppose. Even we had to face this situation when we entered there in class 11th.

As time passed by, we realized that there were many singers with hidden talent. Some were more like bathroom singers than professional. But my this friend nailed it the first day itself, sang "tum hi ho" in her intro( or whatever the song was, sorry I don't remember exactly.) When you love music so much it's just hard to live without an ipod or your phone which has your favorite set of tracks. In that case nothing could be done, excpt to sing for each other. And we learned to enjoy that very much. Singing 🎶 endlessly during night hours when we felt sleepless.

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I am not that great singer, but I too enjoy singing.  My diary had some wonderful lyrics, and when my friends saw that they asked me to sing it. And then it became a kind of regular practice( most of them English lyrics).  Cause I'm too bad in singing in hindi my roomies said. (I am never able to judge my own voice). And then they said, "please mt gaa yr hindi ." 😂

Neha even wrote some songs one day, and we loved them so much. I don't remember the lyrics either so I could quote it here. Anyways we had the greatest bathroom singers. We enjoyed singing while taking shower 🚿 too much :p... And even listening to others singing while they were inside. My friends tried to recognize which song was i singing cause we are not familiar with all the selena gomez songs that I love . Now I miss all that so much.

And it never went this way ;)

Even now we sometimes sing for each other, and send audio clips on WhatsApp.

The Makeover

In DPS hostel, I and my colleagues were used to it, wearing those short skirts. Specially me and my best friend( still in no competition with those girls in commerce section :D). And when you are in a hostel you can live your life according to you, wear the clothes you want to wear (some restrictions are there  in every place). When the eye specialist recommended that I should start wearing specs, I was way too happy. Just because I thought it was classy, sometimes I even prayed to god to give me specs ( I know this is insane). So when I got one I wore it for two weeks, but never put it  on during school time. The thing was not that  I wanted to look cool, or the sudden change in my look would raise comments. Wearing it for long time just freaked me out, and I threw it inside the desk like rubbish. I would somehow manage it during coaching hours, it seemed really necessary that time. But now I think I should wear it more often. As my eyesight problem is growing with time.

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Okay, so when I'll go to college I expect to meet a new set of people there, just as everybody else does. And there people have no feelings of inferiority complex, or have to worry about things like, what would people think when I put this on. We can go bindass and people will except us in the form they see that time. Boys go for funky haircuts. Some like too short from side and long in the front part and think it looks cool. Girls straighten their hair, which actually looks great in most cases. So not being a feminist, let me tell just what I'm thinking.

So, in BIT Durg ( Bhilai Institute Of Technology) where I'm going to study for next four years, they have dress code, i.e. Suit or some ethical dress (as written in the prospectus). The prospectus has more heart breaking information like how the boys hostel is provided with WiFi, girls hostel campus does not have it. Well there's no point whining about all this. So, wearing traditional dress would serve as an automatic makeover. Big contrast from our DPS uniform (I miss that too much now). The next thing is, I'll put on my specs from the first day of the college itself. I still can't decide whether it suits me or not. or whether it gives people nerdy look or a cool one. Just know, it wouldn't go that well with the suit. But here's a chance to stop following the western culture blindfolded. We can never stop it completely though, but this is a small step maybe.

Any ways it's not about the looks, or ways to gain publicity. And the true friends, they would never show slightest change in behavior because of physical appearance. It's just about personality. Isn't it??

Going to update my wardrobe then.......

P.S. - Planning for braces (approx 1 year) too.... XD

Funny side up: Life of engineers

This guy... XD

watch this awesome video ...

And IITians.. #no_offence ...

Enjoy the episode ;)

The IITians

Well, this is indeed one of the most prestigious colleges of India. People spend hours, literally gazing the books all day, with an ambition that one day the'll get a ticket to this wonderful place, their dreamland. Some students get the privilege of being of OBC , or some other caste quotas and it's less difficult for them to reach the goal. But whatever it may be, it still takes lot of hard work and dedication to go there. Not just as smooth as playing Counter strike, Game of Thrones , or whatever (actually I've never played any of these too so can't decide the smoothness on the go).

As soon the results are out, the once who cleared it, become happy. I mean it's so obvious and natural, after all this is the fruit of long patience. But is it right to turn an egoist on such ground. We all are aware of the sex ratio in the IITs too. So if the want a gal they have to look outside their campuses for sure. And then they think that the girls start liking them, or consider them as friend just because they cracked IIT, must be very intelligent for sure. What's wrong guys. But on the other side, some of them are still as humble as before.

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I hope my friends who still aspire to be there, don't change, as a person at least. It's just heart shattering sometimes. And I'm still mad at a friend for this. I found this link which made me even crazier. Check this out, the link. Okay maybe some of this is right, but that's not the point. It's insensitive.

But any ways, you guys are great. I'm sure these institutes will guarantee you life long achievement. And I respect you :P . For the hard work you've put in, to get this. Be happy.

P.S. - I know Game of thrones isn't a game, it should have been. XD  

Un-intelligent Book Reviews

World's Best Boyfriend

So, like every other book of Durjoy this one is a love story too. The female lead suffers from a skin disease which makes her kind of piebald. But still the boy falls in love with her, and becomes really serious about her. Until she breaks his heart due to some complications. The best thing I loved about this novel was, how inner beauty has been preferred over facial beauty. Though this one didn't left me crying just as "Till We Meet Again" did, still it was good. Some parts seemed unrealistic. While characters like Sachin, spiced it up. And I ended up liking him more than the lead male character.

Well, the book was written by Durjoy. And this reason was enough for me to go and purchase the book. I love his books.

The Perks Of Being a Wallflower

Just found this book on goodreads, and it had great reviews. It was written long ago.  I really didn't understand what the title meant, or what was wrong with the boy in the book. He keeps writing so mysterious letters to an unknown person, writes all about his feelings and sufferings. But things that he observes all time are written with  such grace, it surely had to be turned into a movie.

So, till last when the reader understands that the boy has some psychological problem, I felt so sick at stomach that I closed the book even without finishing the epilogue. Some events of the past kept haunting him. I finished reading the last two pages next day in the morning. And could relate some people in my life to it. Yeah, we are infinite. And the book is amazing. 

Not my Story

So randomly we met,
We would have not
If I got the application for leave 
sanctioned that day...

So close we became,
without any link 
Things definitely happen
For a strong reason maybe..

So sure was I,
That we would be friends
Throughout our lives
Be there for each other..

So easily I ignored all your flaws
And you ingnored mine,
Craziness not leaving for a second
being careless..

Well, is there any point 
Regretting now??

(pic courtesy-  playbuzz.com )

Kota Fever

Every year the city of Kota is flooded with a new set of students. We can understand it's lifestyle once we get in it only. The city gives the country it's toppers each year, and is famous for the institutes for IIT and AIPMT preparations.When I went to DPS in class 11th, some of my friends went to Kota. After completing 12th I had an option to go there for one year for coaching. One should consider to take the review of the experienced one's, right??

The city has lots of students. And when I say lots, I mean more than one could think. Well it's a little wierd to write about something I've never experienced myself. But still it's amazing how the place attracts so much crowd.It has lot more then just studies. Kota has a spark, it's more like a city of infinite business opportunities. 

 

Here's a view that I found on a popular website yesterday:

 " Its very tough to get a good govt medical college. KOTA is very good for preparing medical especially ALLEN & CARRER POINT.

I was in ALLEN for 1 year. There a lot of students nd u will get a good competitive environment there. Things u must avoid are: DO not make frnds who just do masti-majak, ghumna firna and all

Be with good students.They will lead u better. Go to movie and enjoy but only with good students. Frnd circle plays very crucial role.

AND try not to be in relationship and do not waste time in these stuffs.Avoid indulging in bad habits-smoking, drinking etcAnd KOTA me girls boys hostels are very close, evn they share same roof boundary.

Just focus on ur studies. Think of ur parents and ur AIM. "

Yeah, this is somewhat funny but clearly indicates one thing. All things depend on the company we keep. Due to some reasons I had to drop the plan of going there. And then I thought, was I even ready for the 'breakneck competition' there.Cause not only talented teachers are found there, but also the sharp cream competitors.

Choco Delight

Is there any flavor yummier than chocolate, I mean it's so wonderful. One can never thank it enogh for the things it does for us.

•  Refreshes mood in no time.
• somewhat good for brain.
• very very yummy.
• brings happiness in every celebration.
• that's why celebrate chocolate day.

Don't take me as a foodie, cause I previously wrote about Maggi and now this. But just couldn't resist. As I opened my locker yesterday, I found lots of wrappers inside it (yes, I keep such stuff in locker too) . Memories came back alive, and I could recollect events that had happened in last four years since I came to Chattisgarh. Most of the chocolates were earned by me in some bet and all. Those times, they doubled the joy of winning. And I ate those big chocolates all alone, unless I went to hostel where eating anything alone without offering your roomies would be considered rude.

But the sharing creates wonderful memories too. Just want to dive in a pool of chocolate 🍫 when feel depressed. There is nothing better. But I love ppl who don't like chocolates too, the reason, they would give their share to me if asked to ;-) .

Monsoon Diaries

Monsoon was never my kind of weather in childhood...  Coz when you live in a hillstation you can be a victim of landslides anytime. Rains brought lots of troubles with it..  Even if you put your clothes in shade it would take not less than two days to dry up.  And the next thing you could see was some monkeys taking away those clothes and wearing them. Sometimes they even tried walking on two legs and making faces. This irritated me so much. But now I feel a special bonding with this season. It's beautiful. 

 

And this weather has changed people to photographers too (some good ones and some bad :D). I've recently turned one too. Raipur is not the best place to enjoy rain, but it's kinda okay. Cause no place can be spared from drowning in beauty once the drops start falling. 

Repost #dpsb_hostel_days

This poem will give you a sneak peek of our hostel @DPSB.  Srijana is born talented, seriously. No one can act like her, and write such poem. (Teary eyed)

Srijana Dubey > ‎DartE hAi kYA... (Facebook group)

I was ALONE..
when i went there
when i met them
I was not sure,
whether I CAN....
but, ''can & can't is in my hand''
this was what, they made me UNDERSTAND.

For all my tears
there was always a shoulder
for all my fears
there was an advice, ''Srijana,,be bolder''

today again, i met FAILURE
with lots of tears in my eyes
but today, there's no one around
where are you guys???

no ANUMEHA to ask for any advice
no MUSKAN to make me smile
no NEHA to let me revise
& no SAUDAMINI to register my complaint file.

no PRAGYA to say,''i am your fan''
no AKASHITA to have a cat fight
no SRISHTI n SAMPANNA to tell me what is right
i can't handle this man.

there's no more argument between
KAVYA n me
but i am missing it
this is how things are, you see.

things are going out of my hand
no SHALU is here, who can understand
no POOJA to ask for any help
& no BUSHRA, with whose fawad, i can let my mind distract.

All i can see is darkness
everything has become a bloody mess
there's no one to motivate
no APURVA to say,'' be +ve ,things will be okay''

where are you ANANYA
where is MANCHIKA
n where is your srijju
also let me know about your old friend SRIJANA

she is lost
please find her
she is in deep sleep
after 5 min., give her reminder..

I hated you ALL
& never wanted to become your FRIEND
but now , i feel
WHY, our story so soon, came to its END

today again, my eyes are wet
i m missing u guys badly
you all r also missing me n our hostle
i can surely BET

WHY have you all gone too far
come back yaar!!
..............................i am waiting
..............................missing our X-home
.................crying and writing........love you all...
 — feeling nostalgic.

The Right side of... Generation Gap

" Aj kal ke bacche, kitne bigad gye h dekho."

This is what we hear from our parents and grandparents everytime. We all know that the gap between different generations is widening with passing time. The older people keep on telling their children that what should be done, and what not to do. They get irritated at our habits of sleeping late, getting up late in the morning, listening loud music, spending time tapping our phones, partying, going movies and the endless list that is now a part of our routine. But the thing is, " Are these people the right side of this huge gap between generations. "

After getting the results of class X, my parents were very happy cause I had scored 91% (state Board) which none of my cousins had achieved till that time. I went to my grandmother to take her blessings, and she became too emotional and wished for my bright future. Many relatives were there and one of them instead of praising said, "You should have got above 93%!!" I got upset and couldn't understand that why am I getting such reaction, while my brothers get expensive phones and laptops on crossing even 75 or sometimes even 70 percent. Couldn't get it, why was there such discrimination. 

But two years later, I got a better picture of all this stuff. I asked my grandfather for a laptop just to see his response. Still I got acceptable score this time. He thought and asked me how much does it cost. Well he must be knowing that already i guess cause he brought my cousin brother a laptop few years back.

I simply said I don't know. After few days he denied giving me anything. Well this was not shocking as I already expected this. But this is not their fault I guess, cause this tradition of discrimination is not unique or newborn. At that time I wanted to ask them to go and watch " Dil Dhadakne Do ". Atleast they'll get some sense that all this bias is a bullshit. That movie really makes sense, shows the reality, adds up to the point that the older generation can not always be right.

They become over cautious when it comes to their kids. But it's said, " The policy of being too cautious is the greatest risk of all."  When there are restrictions then only one can think of breaking them, otherwise the trust handles it all. Atleast our generation is less narrow minded, knows the difference between what's morally right and what is not. Depends on different views, I guess. But they deserve respect whatever it may be. ( whatever...  )

Struck by the Shiny object Syndrome

It's the story of every common person, we get distracted by the things that cross our way so easily. Go to a mall for watching a movie and end up in a clothing store, trying dresses. Go to the kitchen to drink water, but get distracted by the sight of a packet of choco chips. And then surfing video on YouTube for watching a music  video, but then going through all those useless links given. This is the ' Shiny object Syndrome ' (SoS) which is common.

Okay , now a message that I read on my phone two days back , take a look ,

"A keen immigrant Indian lad applied for a salesman's job at London 's premier downtown department store. In fact, it was the biggest store in the world - you could get anything.
The day was long and arduous for the young man, but he got through it.
And finally 6:00 PM came around.
The boss duly fronted up and asked, "How many sales did you make today?"
"Sir, Just ONE sale." said the young salesman.
"Only one sale?" blurted the boss.
"No! No! You see here, most of my staff make 20 or 30 sales a day.
"If you want to keep this job, you'd better be doing better than just one sale.
By the way "How much was the sale worth?"
= 93300534.00 pounds" said the young man.
"What"," How did you manage that?" asked the flabbergasted boss.
"Well", said the salesman, "This man came in and I sold him a small fish hook, then a medium hook and finally a really large hook.
Then I sell him new fishing rod and some fishing gear.
Then I asked him where he was going fishing and he said down the coast.
So I told him he'd be needing a boat, so I took him down to the boat department and sold him that twenty-foot schooner with the twin engines.
Then he said his Volkswagen probably wouldn't be able to pull it, so I took him to our automotive department and sold him that new Deluxe 4X4 Blazer.
I then asked him where he'll be staying, and since he had not decided, arranged it.
Then the guy said, while we're at it, I should throw in about $100 worth of groceries and two cases of beer.
The boss took two steps back and asked in astonishment, "You sold all that to a guy who came in for a fish hook!"
"No" answered the salesman,"he came in to buy a headache relief tablet and I said to him, "Sir, fishing is best remedy for headache." "

This is what happens , when we fall prey to the "Shiny object Syndrome ". So what are the cons, are there any? It kind of helps us discover new things maybe.

Just after the pre boards of class XII were over, I went to Kwality Walls with Muskan, just to eat Maggi. I needed refreshment badly after so much time of "getting locked up ". They had recently opened up a clothing store which was internally attached to it. As expected, like any other girl would do, we went to the shop too, till our Maggi was made. Though the dresses were not that attractive, we still thought of buying a one. But when you're a boarder, you learn to resist such things. So this syndrome could not act upon us. But still those dresses acted like shiny objects, attracting any customer who comes to eat ice-cream to that shop. 
(that Kwality Walls, of sector-10 is going to close now  )

Big companies keep a post for a person which keeps check on SoS as it decreases the productivity of it's employees, creates hurdles in it's success. Even for us it's a waste of time, we loose focus and make the important things keep waiting. A waste of money as well. I hope I could ever keep a track on this. It occurs so frequently, and we remain unaware of it everytime. And now when I know this and think about it, it seems as if it happens every day. But being a hostler for two years, I have at least learnt to save money and manage time. But then I say to myself, everything happens for a reason.

Finding a Safe place

Students prefer big cities like Mumbai, Delhi, Bangalore, Pune, etc. for further studies after passing the 12th. However these new cities are totally unknown to them, and the teenagers face lots of difficulties while adjusting. For a few days they may have lots of fun enjoying the hangouts and services of the city. But then, parents feel a bit unsure while sending their children to these places. Are these cities safe?
Recently, my friend moved to Pune to get a degree in B.com. It took only few days for him to settle. Yesterday, he was traveling to mall for night show of a movie. Suddenly some transgenders approached him and demanded money. There were 5-6 of them so he took out 100 rupees. But they said they will bless his wallet too and forcefully took out all the money. When he tried to pull it back some of the notes torn out. He started fighting, but they surrounded him in a circle and started abusing. They all were drunk very badly. Somehow he got some money back but they took away around 1000 rupees from his wallet. 

Even my parents are not sure about sending me out to other places for studying. Cause the world seems more unsafe, specially for girls to them. It's true that the world is not a bed of roses, it's not that safe. In some cases snatchers even stab the victims giving them serious injuries, just to get their money. But what I think is that, even the four walls of your house could not make you safe. I heard a story in childhood :
" There was a person who got scared of anything and everything around him. He feared that someday he would have to leave this world. This thought made him over conscious, and he locked himself up in a room. But he had to face death when a heavy painting above his bed fell on his head. "
Misfortune can happen to anyone, anywhere in the entire world. Our government can rarely do anything for our protection against such people and mishaps. Friends just be aware, but don't stop yourself to move ahead. Wherever you are, wherever you go for college, enjoy life.

(PiC - Tejasvita Sahu) 

Thanks Mehul, for the idea of writing this. 

Still in love with... Maggiii

Since childhood, Maggi is the favorite snacks for all children in the whole country. It's not only yummy, but is quite easy to make too. But it's very sad to see that it's getting banned in some states. Thinking about the memories, this product has given me, makes me sad cause we're not able to consume it now. Though in some states like Karnataka it was found to be totally fit for eating according to the standard rules, other states have still not lifted it up. Every student enjoys making and eating it. We found out several other ways to eat Maggi while we were in hostel. 

It landed my roommate to trouble when more than 6-7 packets were found in her luggage that day. Even I was caught for illegally keeping Maggi in the hostel. The warden even called our parents, and told us that we would be expelled if another packet was found with us. At that time I still had a packet left, but my love for Maggi was so much that I couldn't throw it like this. So we opened the window of our room and kept it on the edge of a projection. Anyways, we could never take it back from there. The people in the hostel had found many places to hide the illegal eatables in the building by that time. And now when we're out of the hostel, they have banned it and now the family won't allow us.
We had a small immersion rod, just for making Maggi. Whole hostel would depend on it for their midnight Maggi snacks. But I, when felt too lazy to boil water with that small rod, brought the water from hostel mess. It was not cooked rather left in hot water, to soak, then eaten. How hazardous must it be to our body, but we never bothered about such things. Sometimes on birthdays, a cake was made from Maggi, which was our second favorite after the biscuit cake (To make it we crushed biscuits and mixed some bournvita and water, then shaped it). We had so much fun, eating these cakes and didn't leave a single bit of it.
It was a matter of envy when a girl from hostel was eating a box full of Maggi alone. You realize these things only when you live in a school's hostel, how do you feel when you're hungry, and the dayscholar friends of your enjoyed their lunch. Other students waited eagerly to eat the food that their mom had sent them, and we had to settle with those oily samosas of canteen. And that day seeing that girl eating Maggi alone, other girls wondered where did she get it from. Actually her guy, who lived in the boys' hostel had given it to her. Maggi had made these boys better cook than us. I thought, cause it tasted better XD (I never tasted) .  They, the boys hostel wale, made such good Maggi. So if we had to get good Maggi we had to .... 
*kiddin *
Loads of memories revolve around the hostel and food. Our turn wise chances for eating it, treats from Kwality Walls, and many more. In a way the hostel turned us into foodies, leaving some, exceptions are always there. Few harmful things have been found in it and it has been banned. Well I can take the risk of eating it even now, love it.

How much does Money matter

When I thought of job options while studying at school, the most suitable thing seemed to be working as engineer after getting into an IIT institute. Now when I see it's the money that matters in real life, my mind was filled up with different ideas. I could do B.Sc. and get a PhD degree to become a professor in some college. Another option was to do a course in mass communication and become news reporter, this was the thing I was most interested in. But then, another plan, rather a crazy idea came up.

We are getting into business gradually, and the construction of our new petrol ⛽ pump started at full pace last month. But while observing the process of opening it, in last 3-4 years, I was left a bit frustrated. My mother owns it, and day-night my father struggled hard to make this dream come true. One must be thinking what could be the difficulties, if read the legal procedure. Okay, so first of all the plot had to be diverted. An electricity pole came right near the location so it had to be moved. Then electricity connection and water pipeline and all had to be set up, and several other procedures had to be finished, some without my knowledge. The problem was, all papers had to be signed by one or the other government officials. A conversation with a friend :

Samarth - So what are your plans?

Me - I'm thinking of becoming a politician or government official.

Samarth - Are you serious?

Me - Yeah, they take lakhs for signing a single document.

Samarth - We call it corruption.

Why did the idea came to me, the idea of getting money through such means. Well, I'm not supporting corruption in any way, I'm just a child, we learn what we see. The process of dealing this way became so frequent in the whole process that it seemed quite normal to me. My parents ignored all this as much as possible and managed to get their work done legally.

Recently the movie 'Gabbar' was released and after watching it, I dropped all my evil plans immediately. But no one stands against corruption in reality, isn't it? Hope not to experience such things again, cause young minds get easily inspired.

Looking for shortcuts?

A break was needed after crossing the hurdles of exams, after giving the XII boards. I urged for some refreshment and finally settled with a novel, The Stars ✨Shine down, by Sidney Sheldon. Lara, the main character, was a portrait of beauty with brains. She rose from poverty to become a very rich and successful builder. The story left me thinking, if she could do this after all the unfavorable circumstances, could I be that successful some day.

My mother told me, "Phle to 8th pass krte h naukari mil jati thi logo ko". And how time changes, now institutions keep running after degree and higher education. Couldn't we just start earning without going through the depression of finding a college and then getting degrees. Lara didn't even had to study upto Eighteen years. She had a cheque in her hand, and started getting wages when she was not even twenty one. These stories develop the feeling inside me, like why this college?  Why all of us couldn't just pass school and start earning, and then I blame the education system.
People and their ways change a lot with time. And all this has become necessary, I tell my lethargic side. Cause one can understand that only due to two possible reasons I have such ideas. Either I'm least interested in studies or just showing up my lazy face. Out of which the former is not true. So I decided to leave these ideas in the story itself and face the realityMy mother told me, "Phle to 8th pass krte h naukari mil jati thi logo ko". And how time changes, now institutions keep running after degree and higher education. Couldn't we just start earning without going through the depression of finding a college and getting degrees. Lara didn't even had to study upto Eighteen years. She had a cheque in her hand, and started getting wages when she was not even twenty one. These stories develop the feeling inside me, like why this college?  Why all of us couldn't just pass school and start earning, and then I blame the education system.
People and their ways change a lot with time. And all this has become necessary, I tell my lethargic side. Cause one can understand that only due to two possible reasons I have such ideas. Either least interested in studies or just showing up my lazy face. Out of which the former is not true. So I decided to leave these ideas in the story itself and face the reality, I can surely be successful but, "There's no shortcut to Success ".
(Sketch and PiC - Akashita Sahu)

Phobia Cures

Few weeks back,  I went to the dentist for dental check up. I've got the kind of teeth which are not that photogenic, just a kind of zigzag. Very politely the dentist, observed the structure and told that four teeth have to be removed. This wasn't that much unexpected as they were my canine milk teeth.

What I saw coming up next was an injection, and I saw my face drooping. Over time this small thing has become my greatest fear, a kind of phobia one can say. I almost cried as I didn't expect to undergo any procedure that day itself and that equipment made chills run down the spine.
When the teeth were extracted I felt like crying like a baby and almost fainted there. Ran out, vomited. Well this was just the first part cause two more teeth had to be removed after few days.
The thought of going to the clinic again was haunting. I told some of my friends about it, and all they could do is to wish me best of luck. Finally I was back there and laid my head on that dental chair, which didn't seem less than an operation theatre in which I could die anytime. Then again I saw that small needle coming closer, just could do nothing but close my eyes.
"Are you that weak" a voice from inside me spoke. Suddenly an image came upto my head, an image that I always have in my mind, the person who made me suffer and further made me stronger. "I'm strong, and this needle, hey, look at it. It can't give me that much pain as that feeling, of hope and watching it shatter". Sometimes bad experiences are meant to happen for good. They teach you a lesson for life and make you stronger. Not a sob I uttered this time, couldn't feel any pain, just the sensation. And with a sense of victory I left the clinic and settled for an ice-cream.
You surely must have heard, "What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger".
After few days, I got up with a pain in my neck. They said it's mumps, and I was like, " Dad, don't tell me I would be given an injection, please!!!"
(PiC  Credits - Classmate from dpsb)