Thursday, 25 June 2015
The Life after Graduation
Graduation
is the first stepping stone in everybody’s life. A degree after all, makes them
eligible for a job, payments and allows them to enjoy their life to the fullest. And this is
by far every student’s dream. Graduate, get a job, earn money, have a gf/bf and
peace. Period.
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| The reality! |
Such
a great plan, might be so easy to attain most people think. However, the one who
completes their graduation can only understand what they have left behind. And
adding to the grief, what trouble lies ahead!
The
first thing that almost every graduate tries to save themselves with, is this
question, ‘Aur beta, kya kar rahe ho
aajkal? Kya socha he aage karne ka?’
Honestly,
I am saving myself from these questions. But anyways, since you have asked,
then let me tell you, I want to be a billionaire, invest in experiences and
eventually live a peaceful life. I am working on an idea for which I need investors.
If you can lend me some money for it, then we are good to talk further. Also, while I am on it, am seeking a job that
suits 3 basic requirements of mine: Heavy money, Less working hours and a
tension free life. For now, I have zero such companies fulfilling this demand. Government
jobs do deliver these expectations up to a certain extent, but then there is a
lot of competition. A lot of insane competition. However, I do not fear the
competition, after all, I am a male, an engineer and belong to general
category. What I fear is your question that ultimately targets to pull my leg
rather than do anything good. So, for the love of GOD, have tea and biscuit and
leave for the day.
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| Totally right! |
You
want to say this, don’t you? But, you just can’t. After all, we are programmed
not to be blunt, but to dodge such questions with an edgy ear-to-ear smile and
a hackneyed phrase’, ‘Bus uncle explore kar
raha hun. Hi-hi. Arey! Chai lijiye na. Hi-hi’.
This
is the situation. Students actually can’t reveal what they want to do in life.
Most don’t have a plan. Most. But others who do, refrain from making it public
considering the natural criticism coated with the mockery that would come from
the other side. So, better to dodge than to lose a one sided conversation over your
career with clichés.
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| Found this on the internet |
At
the end my friend, lonely days and nights, limitless criticism and questions
along with exponentially increasing peer pressure is what awaits for a graduate
until he/she does something in life. And by ‘does something’, I mean, do a
regular job and earn money. Or, go for a post graduation degree. This is the
life after graduation. Welcome.
Wednesday, 27 May 2015
How to keep your relationship going after graduation?
The
first year of the college is very special for everybody. It is a new start for
some people and for others it proves to be a platform to carry forward their old
legacy. But whatever is the case, everyone does savor it. Also, a few gets into
a relationship or start to date. Others keep exploring their perfect partner to
share a bond with. While another segment has come bonded from school.
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Anyway,
if it doesn’t happen in the first year, then possibly on 2nd, 3rd
or maybe 4th; wait, 4th year,
really?! And in case, it doesn’t happen at all, then welcome to this group of
singles who never mingled of which this blog’s owner is a proud member. Proud,
why? You will figure out soon.
So,
the thing is that you get into love in any year of the college. But now, as
soon as the 4th year comes and you blink, magic happens; the year is
at its end. You are about to be a graduate. Finally going to have a degree, may
be a job sooner or later, will get to see new places and what not? So many
possibilities and so much fun.
The
good, bad, whatever 4 years are about to end with tons of memories. A lot of
which you want to preserve along with the people involved in it. You want your
friends (maybe just a handful) to be with you for the life ahead. And you
definitely want your other half to be with you as well. In fact, you both have
already named your first child in a few of the discussions in this while,
right? But all this looks shaky all of a
sudden because an end to a routine is about to come. Your college life is about
to end. You are going to be at home, improving your skin tone. Congrats!
But
this is not what you want. You would happily accept darker shades and a few
pimples at the cost of your beloved ones. Or at least for that one person for
sure. But life won’t give so easily what you desire for. Every hello has a
goodbye to the other side.
So,
in this situation, it is hard to maintain your long lived relationship. After all,
the roads are about to be diverted when your love is at its peak. Your family
plannings are going to end without a court trial. Your darlo, baby, sweeto , etc are going to part ways. And all
this just gets into your nerve.
Amidst
this situation of dilemma, frustration and sadness, what can you do to keep
your relationship going?
Before
you read any further, I would like to tell you that I am only suggesting a few
points. For a detailed case study, you can send a cheque to fix an appointment.
Thank you.
Anyway,
how can you keep your relationship alive? Here are a few points to consider:
1.
Talk. Yes,
talking can cure a lot of things. Solitude will only multiply the frustration.
So, talk to each other about it. Be frank, lucid, pragmatic and considerate. This
will make a way to a solution.
2.
If after
talking you reach to a no conclusion stage, then either stay in a long distance
relationship as long as you both can. Technology can only not make the two of
you touch each other, rest is possible. Utilize it.
3.
If this seems
to be tough then opt for being friends. However, this is difficult and you know
it. So, think before you accept the offer. Awkward situations will sink you
soon. Choose wisely.
4.
With a heavy
heart, break up. Huff… *long silence* This is the only solution after everything
fails. But, even if you do this, do on a good note. That will make the pain
dissolve with time and you will easily accept the reality.
So, these are my free advices. You may also book
me for a personal session at low prices. Summer sale.
In the end, all good things must come to an end; which
ones? That you are to decide. For me, it is this post. See you soon.
Sunday, 17 May 2015
Book Review: The Wedding Trousseau and Other Short Stories
Title: The Wedding Trousseau and Other Short
Stories
Author: Ankita Sharma
Publisher: Humming Words
Publishers
Pages: 135
Cost: 180 INR
About the Author
Ankita Sharma is an
entrepreneur based in Faridabad (Haryana), India. She is passionate about
writing, reading and sketching. Her sketch works have appeared on the cover
page of a few titles. She loves nature and is fond of animals. You can read her
blogs at www.hummingwords.blogspot.in.
From the Author
In her own words, ‘This
book is a small collection of eleven stories carrying various hues of emotions.
While some of these are inspired from real life incidents and people, others
are drawn from the free flights of my fantasy.’
She adds that the
collection can be enjoyed by readers of any age group, which is totally right.
Design
Though the design is
not fancy with bold colors or alluring pictures, but it leaves a mark. The
light pink color and a complimentary image of a building that signifies the
perceptions of people in the society sure look sober and elegant. However, the
title could have been better; may be a little simpler for the non-voracious
readers to attract. But, overall, the design is good and blends well with the
stories inside.
Plot
The book contains 11
stories, none of which are interconnected, but that doesn’t restrict it to make
an impression. Each story represents different shades of life. From the first
story ‘The Pink Card’ to the last one ‘Just Perfect’, you go on a journey full
of emotions, thrill, bliss, excitement and what not? Hardly a few misses the
mark by not reaching to a proper conclusion. But most of the stories leave you
stunned with their originality and endings.
Verdict
With 135 pages, the
book is surely a quick read. The language is simple and lucid. And that makes
the stories easy to understand as a whole and not just the gist of it. The book
will present different perceptions and prejudices prevailing in the society which
will amaze you. So, don’t wait to buy your copy. This debut work of Ankita will
definitely make up for your money and time.
Sunday, 10 May 2015
One of my ‘wild’ fantasies!
Fantasies are like Parle-G;
almost everyone has packets of it, or at least, a packet of it for least to
say. Some of those are small yet significant, while some others are just good
enough to stay in the mind of the person itself because Google doesn’t allow
such content to be made public so easy these days. Whatever be the
case, the point is that everyone dreams of a surreal mix of fact and fantasy.
Something that they want to happen in their life. It may be beyond
the bounds of possibility or might be utterly feasible. But the important
part is that there is ‘something’.
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| Imagination! |
And am I an exception to
it? I don’t think so. I too have some fantasies; good, bad, bold, whatever, I
won’t disclose all of those anyway. However, I will mention one of the offbeat
and my favorite one (Yes! I do keep a list of fantasies). I am eccentric.
People don’t kid about me on this note for sure.
So, here is the start of my
fantasy. ALERT: It is very detailed. Continue reading at your own risk. No
repayment. It's free. ;)
One of my friends has
invited me and my better half to his wedding reception party. He is
the second one from the circle to get tied in knots of a marriage. And this has
made me even happier; after all, I was getting a partner to share the
post-marriage drama with.
So, we reached the venue on
time when the crowd was just fine to handle during a buffet. I was in a navy blue tuxedo suit coupled with a white mandarin-collar shirt having black
buttons and a white stair-cased pocket square. No tie (image below). And,
my wife is wearing a Sabyasachi saree, somewhat like the image below.
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| That's the suit. Almost! |
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| Saree! |
We meet the lovely couple
and pass them a wedding gift. Raymond Weil watch set. Get photos clicked.
Exchange hugs and then come down the stage to meet other friends from the
circle. Everything seemed just right.
But only then a feud gets
started at the entrance. A lady was mistreated by some local goons while she was entering the venue with her 3-year-old child. Her
husband was out-of-town and therefore she had to come all alone.
To solve the matter the two security people at the entrance got in between. But
the badass guys thrashed them to pass the message.
Thereafter those Intimidators entered
the venue with hockey sticks and a pervert smile on the face. They were 8 in
number. Certainly, they didn’t watch movies at all which was evident from
their fashion sense. Almost every other guy wore a black jacket and a black
bandana that had a skull on it, which looked almost the same. May be, they
purchased it from ShopClues.com around a few days, who knows?! Whereas, others
were too lazy to put on a badass look. Thus they were in with an oversized
t-shirt and blue jeans.
Anyway, they soon got into
the job of intimidating people by cracking things up with their hockey sticks.
Some eve-teased the ladies while others looted the money from the
guests. And to do the worst, they blocked the entrance and exit completely to
being in isolation. Superb! They had experience of doing such things.
When a few people tried to
fight back, they were beaten till they dropped that silly idea. And
that created chaos and fright everywhere to a higher level.
A few people called the
police too. But that would have taken time for sure. And looking at the
situation, somebody had to do something immediately.
So, only when I took a step
forward to intervene, my wife grabbed my arms tightly and looked straight into
my eyes as if wanting me to stay in silence. Meanwhile, my friend and her
fiancé came to us. They were baffled, confused and terrified all at the
same time. Only to break the horrific silence, my friend asked me, what we
should do now? To which I turned my head towards him and looked deep into his
fiery eyes, putting a hand on his shoulder for composure and said, ‘I will
handle this. Just take care of them, pointing towards both the ladies.’
Then I started walking
towards two guys, who had hockey sticks and were thrashing the set-up with it,
while unbuttoning my blazer buttons. I tapped on a guy’s shoulder, he turned
and bam. I punched him right on the nose. He dropped his hockey stick and
ran holding his bloody broken nose.
This turned other guys’
attention towards me. They started to come towards me. Meanwhile, I kicked the
second guy, who had a hockey stick too, on his sensitive area and punched his
jaw. He fell down twisting to his left in a jiffy.
One guy tried to knock me
off from behind, but I dodged him only to break his rib bones with my knee by
twisting, lifting and aiming it at the right spot.
Then, the remaining 5 guys
surrounded me. They had tongs, spatula, corkscrew, cheese and butter knife.
Wonderful, they assumed me to be Sanjeev Kapoor and the place to
be the set of MasterchefIndia.
I looked at all of them one
by one in the eye and said, ‘This is your last chance to run; choose wisely’.
They smirked and came
altogether. I grabbed the hockey stick, that the first guy whom I punched,
dropped and swayed it aerially just like the straight drive shot in a
cricket match. That got a guy off the list.
Now, 4 more were left. All
of them came together with their stuffs. I side-kicked one of them and
banged another one with a turning kick.
The kicks intimidated the
other two guys so much that they stopped midway from their attack and looked at
each other with disdain.
And then they tried to flee
the situation only to get caught by the police at the entrance. The police
arrived right on time just like a movie scene.
I dusted my blazer, buttoned it again and went to my wife. She was baffled yet happy after
whatever just happened and couldn’t resist hugging me. I patted her back, like
we do to a child, to soothe her.
Everybody else had a
similar look of happiness and disbelief. After all, they don’t see such things
happening apart from movies. But gradually, peace and tranquility was restored
as the police and other staff took charge of the situation.
I was thanked for
being brave and hugged by my friend to save the night for them.
I then left with my wife
happily, knowing that nobody good got severely hurt.
End of story.
Now you must be either
laughing out loud in disbelief or must have had already left considering the
action packed performance from a chocolaty boy who has been an
epitome of serenity till date. But, what if I tell you that I have even weirder
fantasies on the line?
Later.
Thursday, 2 April 2015
How I learned a necessary lesson of life?
There
have been a lot of talks about women empowerment lately all around. So, I am
here to share one such incident from my childhood that taught me a lesson for
life and is also connected to the same topic in one way or the other.
I
was 11, or perhaps 12 in age that time. I stayed in housing board colony back
in those days when that life-changing-humor-coated incident took place.
It
was a summer afternoon. And one of our neighbor’s daughter was at our place.
That time it was a jolly environment. Everyone can be found in everyone else’s
house as if they all were family members. Sadly, this thing has changed
drastically over a time now!
Anyway,
she was around 8 or less, I hardly remember except for the fact that she was
very young. And like every normal day, she made a visit to play around that day
as well.
So,
at that time I was having a bath when she entered and wandered around lifting
various things from the house just to end her curiosity. My mom enjoyed her
company and thus never complained or scolded her from doing anything at all.
After
a few minutes when I came out of the bathroom wrapping a towel, and only that,
for obvious reasons, I noticed her playing around with my favorite wind chime.
Wind
chimes were pretty popular at those days. You may end up getting 3-4 pieces as
your birthday gift if people wished to break a tradition of gifting lunch box
and crayons. But this one was especially picked by me on some random occasion
which is hard for me to recall. It looked fancy with a bit of greenish scenery
on the plates of it. Golden chains enhanced its look and style. The sound of it
was sober and felt good to ears. It was my favorite, no doubt. And above
everything, I hated if anybody would even touch it. I was a stubborn kid back
then especially for the things I loved. No sacrifice at all. No it, no but. It
was my rule.
So,
I could see that girl almost struggling to take that wind chain out of the
hook. I got a little angry for it was my nature. But then, there was a question
of humiliation if I went to stop her wrapping a towel and nothing else. I was a
shy kid; very shy. I wouldn’t even open my t-shirt for a doctor to examine me
in case of a checkup. That shy. After all, it was mah body, so mah rulezzz…!
Thus,
I stood at a distance for a while for her to stop doing that by God’s grace
because it was getting into my nerve. But only when I wished for it, she
dropped it by mistake and it shattered after landing on the floor. The chains
were miles apart from the case and the green fountain plate that held every
chain together was on her hand as if wishing to rejoin. Sadly, nothing
happened, the wind chain didn’t join again why would it? It was reality.
Another
reality was that I almost lost my temper on a jiffy. I rushed towards her and
so my mom after the havoc (in my terms) took place. I got first in the race and
as soon I reached the spot, I did not think for a fraction of a second and
slapped that little girl. I was furious and out of control.
My
mom, who came second in the race, saw everything. The little girl started
crying. And I immediately regretted my action. I was a kid back then but if I
ever saw a girl crying I would do anything to stop her from shedding tears. I
still do. And I believe everyone must do too. Not just for girls but for men
too. As men cry as well.
And
that day I could almost see myself crying too. Why? Because my mum was about to
hit me which was evident through her face and actions.
Her
right hand came like a sucker punch on my back and hit me twice. Her left palm
hit my cheeks. And then came the blow that blew everything off. She hit me
again and my towel dropped down. Oh my!
The
girl who was continuously crying all this long suddenly stopped. Why wouldn’t
she? Magic happened and I was exposed. I could see the world watching me naked
and making a mockery out of it, although there were only two people.
Imagining
this situation my eyes filled up. But I could not keep my palm on my face to
hide my tears because something even more important was out open. So, I made
the best use of my little hands and rushed towards the other room and closed
it.
I
cried for the next 10 mins or so. After
all, I was a victim of wardrobe malfunction. I wasn’t paid too for that act.
And, all this hurt a lot. So, I took notes of wearing underwear immediately
after having a bath so as to avoid mishaps that involved genitals or anything
of that importance.
However,
amidst all this drama and exposure, I learned a very important lesson that I still
carry with me. I learned not to hit a girl at all. Doesn’t matter what she has
done, but never hit her. Never let go of chivalry no matter what. Of course you
won’t get anything for it and maybe you would be hurt at the end. But then what
good it is to be a man if you can’t be like one?
Monday, 16 March 2015
Are we two faced or more?
I
was surfing Facebook and listening to Galliyan- Ankit Tiwari (all this doesn’t
matter) when this question crossed my mind; Are we two faced or three or more?
Sounds interesting, right? By the way, just so you know, I am not talking about
human anatomy at all. This is away, far away from science. This is life, where
you find two or three or any-number-of-your-choice faced people. I hope you get
the drift.
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| Two-face from Batman |
So,
the story of a two faced person (not that villain from Batman) starts when he
backstabs somebody and that somebody in return does his nomenclature like this.
The reason for betrayal can be anything that depends upon the situation and we
won’t analyze it in this article. However, in reality, absence of guts to speak
or do things up front compels a person to become two faced or more.
However,
there is more to it. Till now, we saw other’s perspective of somebody being two
faced. Now, what if I tell you that we actually change our character according
to situations?! Shocking, right? But, this is true.
Do
this activity once and you will find the above notion to be true. Next time
when you meet your friends or anybody in general who is not your family member
just keep noticing (and remember) the way you talk and behave.
Now,
when you come back home and spend time with your family over dinner or lunch (or
any meal in between because other time you are busy on the internet) once again
notice your behavior. Am sure you will find a change in it from the way you played
yourself out to the world.
So,
this far you are already two different people. You are a born actor my friend.
Congratulations. Directors are looking for a chap like you. Go, catch them all.
Anyway,
the final step. And, this step once done will show you the real you. Trust me,
I don’t kid for free. All you need to do is find some solitude or a mask to
hide behind. Best way is to create an anonymous identity on the internet, just
for this activity. So, you are hidden due to it. Nobody can see you until you
reveal yourself or you don’t know how to be anonymous on the internet. If it is
the 2nd case, internet will help you. Best wishes!
So,
once anonymous, pick any random person of any gender or your choice. Remember,
this is a hard task to do because people don’t easily get in touch immediately
with a stranger. But, let us assume you are successful in doing this. Now,
start to chat with them. And, more importantly, read and remember what you say
to them. Because when you will recall it you will realize that it was all true.
You didn’t say anything to flaunt yourself or to play defensive in anyway
unlike the other two scenarios above. And you will be shocked to know, but this
is the real you. The person whom you behave like in the third case is you. The things
that you truly believe are revealed in the third case when you are behind a
mask. After all, it is rightly said, give a man a mask and he will show you who
he actually is.
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| Is this right? |
So,
finally, just count the number of characters you played in total. Am sure you
are smarter than a fifth grader and would be with an answer, three.
Congratulations. Or in Archimedes’ style, Eureka because we have found the
number of faces people have and it is three. So, next time if somebody says
that there are 7 billion people in this world and 14 billion faces; correct
them with 21 billion. Remember, each one has 3 faces, except for Harvey Dent,
who has 5!
Thank
you for visiting this blog. Have a great day!
Friday, 13 March 2015
Movies, TV series and songs!
This
is one moment for which I wait patiently. The moment I get to write something.
Bring out something, a story, a memoir, anything, not a verse though (just so
you know). And today I am happier than most of the recent times while penning
something on this blog. The reason can be anything. May be the last night
movie, The Imitation Game; recommended. Or even the successful completion of
The Vinci’s Demon’s season 2; another thing I would recommend. Or may be
anything else is doing the trick. But, does the reason matter? I believe, not,
because being happy is all we care about. Or, I care about.
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| Overpriced popcorn and cold drink |
Anyway,
talking about a movie and a TV series brings me to this great song that I heard
on YouTube, ‘Kaun Mera’. It was
performed by ‘Papon’ at ‘MTV Unplugged Season 4’. You must have heard it, am
sure, perhaps, the original version from the movie ‘Special 26’.
So,
I heard the song and I came to realize that how desperately I want to attend a
live show of MTV Unplugged. It has always been my wish to do that. But, since
it stayed in my subconscious, so never got a lucid signal. However, I know this
now and want to go for it. May be, some day will get lucky.
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| A poster of MTV Unplugged (I know, you know) |
Now,
since have initiated my talk in regards to movies, TV series and songs, so I
would like you to help me with it. Kindly post a list of your favorite songs,
movies, TV series below in the comments and I would try to go through all of
those, if not already done. Also, if you are aware about how one can attend a
live show of MTV Unplugged (wherever it happens), please do me a favor and
comment about the same. I would really appreciate your help.
Will
be awaiting your comments. J
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| Just to tickle your funny bone! |
