Dil Se Re

Wedding Bells About To Ring

2011-11-29T10:38:00.002+05:30

The loooooooooooooooong search for life partner is finally over. I have found someone with whom I am going to share my rest of life.

All the credit goes to Aai who continued her search for her son in law endlessly for last 7-8 years. Now she is happy to find someone the way we all want as a result to poojas to all kind of Hindu God that she has done during this period. She never lost her hopes.

Now all are busy in marriage preparations. Everyone just talk about the event, are working to make the event successful and memorable.
I am full of anxiety, continuously thinking about making my marriage successful, making everyone happy. I am enjoying to be in my own dream and working to turn those dreams into reality.

What we need is all your best wishes.

Revolution 2020

2011-11-12T10:45:00.000+05:30

Again a good book by CB although climax is not what reader would want to read. Its makes one sad at the end of the story.

WHY I KILLED GANDHI ??? - NATHURAM GODSE’S STATEMENT IN THE COURT

2010-12-11T14:53:00.001+05:30

I loved this article so publishing on my blog

Born in a devotional Brahmin family, I instinctively came to revere Hindu religion, Hindu history and Hindu culture. I had, therefore, been intensely proud of Hinduism as a whole. As I grew up, I developed a tendency to free thinking unfettered by any superstitious allegiance to any isms, political or religious. That is why I worked actively for the eradication of untouchability and the caste system based on birth alone. I openly joined anti-caste movements and maintained that all Hindus were of equal status as to rights, social and religious and should be considered high or low on merit alone and not through the accident of birth in a particular caste or profession. I used publicly to take part in organized anti-caste dinners in which thousands of Hindus, Brahmins, Kshatriyas, Vaisyas, Chamars and Bhangis participated. We broke the caste rules and dined in the company of each other. I have read the speeches and writings of Dadabhai Nairoji, Vivekanand, Gokhale, Tilak, along with the books of ancient and modern history of India and some prominent countries like England, France, America and’ Russia. Moreover, I studied the tenets of Socialism and Marxism. But above all I studied very closely whatever Veer Savarkar and Gandhiji had written and spoken, as to my mind these two ideologies have contributed more to the moulding of the thought and action of the Indian people during the last thirty years or so, than any other single factor has done.

All this reading and thinking led me to believe it was my first duty to serve Hindudom and Hindus both as a patriot and as a world citizen. To secure the freedom and to safeguard the just interests of some thirty crores (300 million) of Hindus would automatically constitute the freedom and the well-being of all India, one fifth of human race. This conviction led me naturally to devote myself to the Hindu Sanghtanist ideology and programme, which alone, I came to believe, could win and preserve the national independence of Hindustan, my Motherland, and enable her to render true service to humanity as well.

Since the year 1920, that is, after the demise of Lokamanya Tilak, Gandhiji’s influence in the Congress first increased and then became supreme. His activities for public awakening were phenomenal in their intensity and were reinforced by the slogan of truth and non-violence, which he paraded ostentatiously before the country. No sensible or enlightened person could object to those slogans. In fact, there is nothing new or original in them. They are implicit in every constitutional public movement. But it is nothing but a mere dream if you imagine that the bulk of mankind is, or can ever become, capable of scrupulous adherence to these lofty principles in its normal life from day to day. In fact, honour, duty and love of one’s own kith and kin and country might often compel us to disregard non-violence and to use force. I could never conceive that an armed resistance to an aggression is unjust. I would consider it a religious and moral duty to resist and, if possible, to overpower such an enemy by use of force. [In the Ramayana] Rama killed Ravana in a tumultuous fight and relieved Sita. [In the Mahabharata], Krishna killed Kansa to end his wickedness; and Arjuna had to fight and slay quite a number of his friends and relations including the revered Bhishma because the latter was on the side of the aggressor. It is my firm belief that in dubbing Rama, Krishna and Arjuna as guilty of violence, the Mahatma betrayed a total ignorance of the springs of human action.

In more recent history, it was the heroic fight put up by Chhatrapati Shivaji that first checked and eventually destroyed the Muslim tyranny in India. It was absolutely essentially for Shivaji to overpower and kill an aggressive Afzal Khan, failing which he would have lost his own life. In condemning history’s towering warriors like Shivaji, Rana Pratap and Guru Gobind Singh as misguided patriots, Gandhiji has merely exposed his self-conceit. He was, paradoxical, as it may appear, a violent pacifist who brought untold calamities on the country in the name of truth and non-violence, while Rana Pratap, Shivaji and the Guru will remain enshrined in the hearts of their countrymen forever for the freedom they brought to them.

The accumulating provocation of thirty-two years, culminating in his last pro-Muslim fast, at last goaded me to the conclusion that the existence of Gandhi should be brought to an end immediately. Gandhi had done very well in South Africa to uphold the rights and well-being of the Indian community there. But when he finally returned to India he developed a subjective mentality under which he alone was to be the final judge of what was right or wrong. If the country wanted his leadership, it had to accept his infallibility; if it did not, he would stand aloof from the Congress and carry on his own way. Against such an attitude there can be no halfway house. Either Congress had to surrender its will to his and had to be content with playing second fiddle to all his eccentricity, whimsicality, metaphysics and primitive vision, or it had to carry on without him. He alone was the Judge of everyone and everything; he was the master brain guiding the civil disobedience movement; no other could know the technique of that movement. He alone knew when to begin and when to withdraw it. The movement might succeed or fail, it might bring untold disaster and political reverses but that could make no difference to the Mahatma’s infallibility. ‘A Satyagrahi can never fail’ was his formula for declaring his own infallibility and nobody except himself knew what a Satyagrahi is.

Thus, the Mahatma became the judge and jury in his own cause. These childish insanities and obstinacies, coupled with a most severe austerity of life, ceaseless work and lofty character made Gandhi formidable and irresistible. Many people thought that his politics were irrational but they had either to withdraw from the Congress or place their intelligence at his feet to do with, as he liked. In a position of such absolute irresponsibility, Gandhi was guilty of blunder after blunder, failure after failure, disaster after disaster.

Gandhi’s pro-Muslim policy is blatantly in his perverse attitude on the question of the national language of India. It is quite obvious that Hindi has the most prior claim to be accepted as the premier language. In the beginning of his career in India, Gandhi gave a great impetus to Hindi but as he found that the Muslims did not like it, he became a champion of what is called Hindustani. Everybody in India knows that there is no language called Hindustani; it has no grammar; it has no vocabulary. It is a mere dialect; it is spoken, but not written. It is a bastard tongue and crossbreed between Hindi and Urdu, and not even the Mahatma’s sophistry could make it popular. But in his desire to please the Muslims he insisted that Hindustani alone should be the national language of India. His blind followers, of course, supported him and the so-called hybrid language began to be used. The charm and purity of the Hindi language was to be prostituted to please the Muslims. All his experiments were at the expense of the Hindus.

From August 1946, onwards the private armies of the Muslim League began a massacre of the Hindus. The then Viceroy, Lord Wavell, though distressed at what was happening, would not use his powers under the Government of India Act of 1935 to prevent the rape, murder and arson. The Hindu blood began to flow from Bengal to Karachi with some retaliation by the Hindus. The Interim Government formed in September was sabotaged by its Muslim League member’s right from its inception, but the more they became disloyal and treasonable to the government of which they were a part, the greater was Gandhi’s infatuation for them. Lord Wavell had to resign as he could not bring about a settlement and he was succeeded by Lord Mountbatten. King Log was followed by King Stork.

The Congress, which had boasted of its nationalism and socialism, secretly accepted Pakistan literally at the point of the bayonet and abjectly surrendered to Jinnah. India was vivisected and one-third of the Indian Territory became foreign land to us from August 15, 1947. Lord Mountbatten came to be described in Congress circles as the greatest Viceroy and Governor-General this country ever had. The official date for handing over power was fixed for June 30, 1948, but Mountbatten with his ruthless surgery gave us a gift of vivisected India ten months in advance. This is what Gandhi had achieved after thirty years of undisputed dictatorship and this is what Congress party calls ‘freedom’ and ‘peaceful transfer of power’. The Hindu-Muslim unity bubble was finally burst and a theocratic state was established with the consent of Nehru and his crowd and they have called ‘freedom won by them with sacrifice’ – whose sacrifice? When top leaders of Congress, with the consent of Gandhi, divided and tore the country – which we consider a deity of worship – my mind was filled with direful anger.

One of the conditions imposed by Gandhi for his breaking of the fast unto death related to the mosques in Delhi occupied by the Hindu refugees. But when Hindus in Pakistan were subjected to violent attacks he did not so much as utter a single word to protest and censure the Pakistan Government or the Muslims concerned. Gandhi was shrewd enough to know that while undertaking a fast unto death, had he imposed for its break some condition on the Muslims in Pakistan, there would have been found hardly any Muslims who could have shown some grief if the fast had ended in his death. It was for this reason that he purposely avoided imposing any condition on the Muslims. He was fully aware of from the experience that Jinnah was not at all perturbed or influenced by his fast and the Muslim League hardly attached any value to the inner voice of Gandhi.

Gandhi is being referred to as the Father of the Nation. But if that is so, he had failed his paternal duty inasmuch as he has acted very treacherously to the nation by his consenting to the partitioning of it. I stoutly maintain that Gandhi has failed in his duty. He has proved to be the Father of Pakistan. His inner-voice, his spiritual power and his doctrine of non-violence of which so much is made of, all crumbled before Jinnah’s iron will and proved to be powerless.

Briefly speaking, I thought to myself and foresaw I shall be totally ruined, and the only thing I could expect from the people would be nothing but hatred and that I shall have lost all my honour, even more valuable than my life, if I were to kill Gandhiji. But at the same time I felt that the Indian politics in the absence of Gandhiji would surely be proved practical, able to retaliate, and would be powerful with armed forces. No doubt, my own future would be totally ruined, but the nation would be saved from the inroads of Pakistan. People may even call me and dub me as devoid of any sense or foolish, but the nation would be free to follow the course founded on the reason which I consider to be necessary for sound nation-building. After having fully considered the question, I took the final decision in the matter, but I did not speak about it to anyone whatsoever. I took courage in both my hands and I did fire the shots at Gandhiji on 30 January 1948, on the prayer-grounds of Birla House.

I do say that my shots were fired at the person whose policy and action had brought rack, ruin, and destruction to millions of Hindus. There was no legal machinery by which such an offender could be brought to book and for this reason, I fired those fatal shots.

I bear no ill will towards anyone individually but I do say that I had no respect for the present government owing to their policy, which was unfairly favourable towards the Muslims. But at the same time I could clearly see that the policy was entirely due to the presence of Gandhi. I have to say with great regret that Prime Minister Nehru quite forgets that his preachings and deeds are at times at variances with each other when he talks about India as a secular state in season and out of season, because it is significant to note that Nehru has played a leading role in the establishment of the theocratic state of Pakistan, and his job was made easier by Gandhi’s persistent policy of appeasement towards the Muslims.

I now stand before the court to accept the full share of my responsibility for what I have done and the judge would, of course, pass against me such orders of sentence as may be considered proper. But I would like to add that I do not desire any mercy to be shown to me, nor do I wish that anyone else should beg for mercy on my behalf. My confidence about the moral side of my action has not been shaken even by the criticism levelled against it on all sides. I have no doubt that honest writers of history will weigh my act and find the true value thereof some day in future.

-NATHURAM GODSE

Defying Gravity -- The song is so close to reality

2010-11-03T23:01:00.000+05:30

GLINDA
(spoken) Elphaba - why couldn't you have stayed calm for
once, instead of flying off the handle!
(sung) I hope you're happy!
I hope you're happy now
I hope you're happy how you
Hurt your cause forever
I hope you think you're clever!

ELPHABA
I hope you're happy
I hope you're happy, too
I hope you're proud how you
Would grovel in submission
To feed your own ambition

BOTH
So though I can't imagine how
I hope you're happy right now

GLINDA
(spoken) Elphie, listen to me. Just say you're sorry:
(sung) You can still be with the Wizard
What you've worked and waited for
You can have all you ever wanted:

ELPHABA
(spoken) I know:
(sung) But I don't want it -
No - I can't want it
Anymore:

Something has changed within me
Something is not the same
I'm through with playing by the rules
Of someone else's game
Too late for second-guessing
Too late to go back to sleep
It's time to trust my instincts
Close my eyes: and leap!

It's time to try
Defying gravity
I think I'll try
Defying gravity
And you can't pull me down!

GLINDA
Can't I make you understand?
You're having delusions of grandeur:

ELPHABA
I'm through accepting limits
''cause someone says they're so
Some things I cannot change
But till I try, I'll never know!
Too long I've been afraid of
Losing love I guess I've lost
Well, if that's love
It comes at much too high a cost!
I'd sooner buy
Defying gravity
Kiss me goodbye
I'm defying gravity
And you can't pull me down:
(spoken) Glinda - come with me. Think of what we could
do: together.

(sung) Unlimited
Together we're unlimited
Together we'll be the greatest team

[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/defying-gravity-lyrics-wicked.html ]

There's ever been
Glinda -
Dreams, the way we planned 'em

GLINDA
If we work in tandem:

BOTH
There's no fight we cannot win
Just you and I
Defying gravity
With you and I
Defying gravity

ELPHABA
They'll never bring us down!
(spoken) Well? Are you coming?

GLINDA
I hope you're happy
Now that you're choosing this

ELPHABA
(spoken) You too
(sung) I hope it brings you bliss

BOTH
I really hope you get it
And you don't live to regret it
I hope you're happy in the end
I hope you're happy, my friend:

ELPHABA So if you care to find me
Look to the western sky!
As someone told me lately:
"Ev'ryone deserves the chance to fly!"
And if I'm flying solo
At least I'm flying free
To those who'd ground me
Take a message back from me
Tell them how I am
Defying gravity
I'm flying high
Defying gravity
And soon I'll match them in renown
And nobody in all of Oz
No Wizard that there is or was
Is ever gonna bring me down!

GLINDA
I hope you're happy!

CITIZENS OF OZ
Look at her, she's wicked!
Get her!

ELPHABA
:Bring me down!

CITIZENS OF OZ
No one mourns the wicked
So we've got to bring her

ELPHABA
Ahhh!

CITIZENS OF OZ
Down!

It Happens Only in Mumbai

2010-08-09T00:52:00.000+05:30

I got into taxi at Dadar station at 11:30 pm and reached home just before 00:00. The taximeter was showing 13.10. After increase in taxi and auto rickshaw fare rates I couldn’t calculate how much I need to pay for the meter reading 13.10. The taxi driver tried to look in his new rate card but because of darkness couldn’t read it properly so asked me to read the card. After having look at the card I told him its Rs 164 I will have to pay him and I paid the amount. But he got that I am making mistake in reading the card and asked me to read it again. He explained me that I should read regular column and not late night column. Now I read it again and told him the payable amount is Rs 146. He returned me the extra money that I paid to him.
Tell me can this happen anywhere else?
That's Mumbai Spirit. Every common person is responsible for it.

I Hate Love Story

2010-07-09T10:29:00.000+05:30

Oooooooooooooofffffffffff I hate love stories.
Bollywood love stories are mere non sense….. Bollywood heroes flaunt their flirting attitude and heroines are still portrayed to be one man woman. Please yaar, which stupid girl would wait for unfaithful, Mr wrong guy, although she loves Mr Wrong? When are they going to start making realistic movies?
If Bollywood has accepted guys flirting with 10 girls why cant bollywood accept a girl rejecting a flirt guy forever. Girls do say no to guys who threats girls as toys (use n throw). I am waiting for such movie.

Bharat Bandh Against Price Raise

2010-07-06T15:44:00.000+05:30

http://www.tradingeconomics.com/Economics/Inflation-CPI.aspx?Symbol=INR
This site will give clear picture about inflation rate in last year. The government has still raised fuel price which will replicate raise in prices for other commodities.
Opposition parties had called for ‘Bharat Bandh’ on 5th July 2010 against price raise which was supported by aam janata. 60% people came out in support of Bandh in India, 72% in Maharashtra. Aam janta has shown disapproval to the government on price raise.
India has incurred loss of 13,000 cr Rs in one day. That’s the negative side of Bandh. Aam janta is hopeful to see some positive outcome from this protest.
We also must appreciate that we have freedom in our country to protest against government and be proud that we are part of a nation which is truly democrat.

One More Fav Number

2010-06-19T19:43:00.001+05:30

tujhase naaraaz nahi zindagi, hairaan hoon main
o hairaan hoon main
tere masoom savalon se pareshaan hooN main
o pareshaan hoon main

jeene ke liye socha hi na tha, dard sambhalane honge
muskuraoon to, muskurane ke karz utaarne honge
muskuraoon kabhi to lagata hai
jaise hontonn pe karz rakhaa hai
tujhase ...

aaj agar bhar ayi hai, boondein baras jaayengi
kal kya pata inke liye aakhen taras jayengi
jaane kahan gum kahan khoya
ek aansu chhupake rakha tha
tujhase ...

zindagi tere gum ne hamain rishte naye samajhaye
mile jo hamain dhoop main mile chhaanv ke thande saaye

o tujhase ...

Visual

Movie : Masoom (1983)
Music : R D Burman
Lyrics : Gulzar
Singer : Anup Ghoshal

Wanna Know about Paulo Celho.....

2010-05-27T23:11:00.003+05:30

He has got amazing art of telling complex fundas of life in simpler manner
His Biography
his Blog
Paulo On Twitter

Old Melody

2010-05-25T22:44:00.001+05:30

Dil ki nazar se, nazaron ki dil se
Ye baat kya hai, ye raaz kya hai
Koi hamein bataa de

Seene se uthkar, honton pe aaya
yye geet kiska, ye raaz kya hai
Koi hamein bataa de, dil ke nazar se...

(Kyon bekhabar, yoon kheenchi si chali jaa rahi main
Ye kaun se bandhanon mein bandhi jaa rahi main)-2
Kuch kho raha hai, Kuch mil raha hai
Ye baat kya hai, ye raaz kya hai

Koi hamein bataa de, dil ki nazar se ..

(Ham kho chale, chaand hai ya koi jaadugar hai
Yaa, madbhari, ye tumhari nazar ka asar hai)-2
Sab kuch hamara, ab hai tumhara
Ye baat kya hai, ye raaz kya hai
Koi hamein bataa de, dil ki nazar se ..

(Aakaash mein, ho rahen hain ye kaise ishaare
Kya, dekh kar, aaj hain itne khush chaand taare)-2
Kyon tum paraaye, dil mein samaaye
Ye baat kya hai, ye raaz kya hai

Koi hamein bataa de, dil ki nazar se ..

Visual

Movie : Anadi - 1959
Lyricist : Shailendra
Music Director : Shankar Jaikishan
Singer(s) : MUKESH, LATA MANGESHKAR

I am happy about my own creation of this

2010-05-25T20:53:00.001+05:30

Everyone is innocent when he/she born even a prostitute, a terrorist, an underworld don.

Had one more rocking birthday My kids made it little more special this time

2010-05-25T20:45:00.002+05:30

Birthday is always special day of life as one gets extra attention on D Day. I have been very fortunate to always being surrounded by friends and loved ones all the time (nazar na lagao). Every birthday of mine has always been celebrated with lots of Josh with my cousins and my friends.
But, this time it was little more eventful as my birthday treat was arranged by my kids(@ office), who are much younger to me. (Till now its been arranged by my parents, by me or by my friends who are of my age.) and they arranged it so well, they made me so special that I have no words to express. The best part was they planned it like my ideal dream. They took me to Nariman Point, one of the most fav place of mine in Mumbai. My every wish, however silly it was, was fulfilled. I got a cute balloon as my birthday gift. I just loved being with them.
May God bless them and may my every birthday be as rocking as they have been till now.

All Time Inspirational

2010-05-14T21:40:00.002+05:30

There is always time in life when you start doubting you and your ideal values. You might feel to give upon those. Then I would say its right time to read this - Become A Man Of Achievement!
Here is the punch line -
Swami Vivekananda says, "Never mind the struggles and the mistakes. Hold on to the ideal a thousand times and if you fail a thousand times, make the attempt once more. Be bold. Be strong. Stand up and fight! Not a step back!!"

One More Good Song

2010-05-13T20:30:00.000+05:30

Aye khuda mujhko bataa tu rehta kahan, kya tera pataa
Hum to yahan pe musafir hain, jo doondhe apni manzil ka pataa
Aye khuda mujhko bataa tu rehta kahan, kya tera pataa (pataa)
Hum to yahan pe musafir hain, jo doondhe apni manzil ka pataa

Yaada teri yaada aati hai, jaan meri jaan jaati hai
Tanhaion mein rehta hoon, khud se hi aksar ye kehta hoon
Kyun tune dil toda, kyun tune yun choda
Kyun tera abh bhi rahe dil ko intezaar
Kyun chali aati hai, kyun tadpaati hai
Kyun hoon abh bhi main yun bekaraar
Aye khuda mujhko bataa tu rehta kahan, kya tera pataa (pataa)
Hum to yahan pe musafir hain, jo doondhe apni manzil ka pataa

Faasle hain magar phir bhi tu door nahin
Maanke hum to hai, par tu majboor nahin
Har lamha mujhko ye tadpati hai, jaan meri jaan jaati hai
Tanhaion mein rehta hoon, khud se hi aksar ye kehta hoon
Kyun tune dil toda, kyun tune yun choda
Kyun tera abh bhi rahe dil ko intezaar
Kyun chali aati hai, kyun tadpaati hai
Kyun hoon abh bhi main yun bekaraar
Aye khuda mujhko bataa tu rehta kahan, kya tera pataa (pataa)
Hum to yahan pe musafir hain, doondhe apni manzil ka pataa
http://www.top10bollywood.com/

Yaada teri yaada aati hai, jaan meri jaan jaati hai
Tanhaion mein rehta hoon, khud se hi aksar ye kehta hoon
Kyun tune dil toda, kyun tune yun choda
Kyun tera abh bhi rahe dil ko intezaar
Kyun chali aati hai, kyun tadpaati hai
Kyun hoon abh bhi main yun bekaraar
Aye khuda mujhko bataa tu rehta kahan, kya tera pataa (pataa)
Hum to yahan pe musafir hain, jo doondhe apni manzil ka pataa

Film/Album: Paathshaala
Singer(s): Lucky Ali, Salim Merchant
Music Director: Hanif Sheikh
Lyricist: Hanif Sheikh
Picturised on: Shahid Kapoor, Ayesha Takia
Choreographer: Ahmed Khan
Length: 4:43
Music Label: T-Series

Could not refrain myself from putting on my blog

2010-04-15T20:31:00.003+05:30

"Watch your thoughts, for they become words. Watch your words, for they become actions. Watch your actions, for they become habits. Watch your habits, for they become character. Watch your character, for it becomes your destiny."

Commitment To Excellence

2010-04-15T20:17:00.002+05:30

Mahatma Gandhi got it right – “A commitment to excellence is not just reserved for a few select areas of your life - it must be reflected in everything you do. Your diet must reflect your commitment to excellence. Your physique must reflect your commitment to excellence. Your personal habits must reflect your commitment to excellence and your thoughts must reflect a commitment to excellence."
Here is a good blog about Excellence:
Speaking of Excellence

On the occasion of women's reservation bill

2010-03-10T22:50:00.006+05:30

Women's Reservation Bill, ensuring 33% reservation to women in Parliament and state legislative bodies, is it really required?
Well, I am certainly not in favor of any kind of reservation. Capable people should be holding the deserving positions in any of the system of this country whether its parliament, defense, medical science, education system or in any other damn system.

I do agree in India still there are places especially in rural areas women are dominated by men. They are deprived of the opportunities. But reservation is not the solution for this. Running programs to encourage women to explore the opportunities, educating them, giving concessions or providing additional facilities, making them aware of their rights is the way to empower them. If they don’t have the potential to do right justice to their responsibilities they are going to fail even after reservation.

They might become puppets and someone else would operate them. Men who may not contest the election for being quota system ask their ladies to contest and eventually rule the world according to them. Do we want to see more Rabdidevis everywhere?

Reservation is not giving the right candidate right opportunity. It raises frustration in society, reduces efficiency of the system and divides the society in groups.

Reservation is certainly not the solution of empowering any group or any community.

Alchemist - Is it only about following dreams?

2010-02-06T22:06:00.007+05:30

Alchemist the amazing book. The author has succeeded to narrate difficult philosophy in very simpler words.
Here is the review about the book:
Review 1 Review 2 Review 3 Review 4

But I guess its more than that, its not only about following the dream. “when you really want something to happen, the whole universe conspires so that your wish comes true.” This is not the only thing the author wants to tell the reader. Its much more than that.

The King Plays major role in Santiago’s life. He helps him to follow his dream when he is about to give up. He advices - Destiny is what you have always wanted to accomplish. Everyone, when they are young, knows what their destiny is. At that point in their lives, they are not afraid to dream and to yearn for everything they would like to see happen to them in their lives. But, as time passes, a mysterious force begins to convince them that it will be impossible for them to realize their destiny.
It’s a force that appears to be negative, but actually shows how to realize your destiny. It prepares your spirit and your will, because there is one great truth on this planet : whoever you are, or whatever it is that you do, when you really want something, its because that the desire originated in the soul of the universe. Its your mission on earth.
The soul of the universe is nourished by people’s happiness and also by unhappiness, envy and jealousy. To realize once destiny is a person’s only obligation. All things are one.

Santiago, the boy, opted to be shepherd because he likes to travel whereas the baker also had wish to travel the world decided first to buy his bakery and put some money aside. The boy never thought of peoples’ mentality of thinking bakers are more important to people than shepherd. He just continued doing what he likes without thinking about society.

The king narrate a story which concludes – the secret of the happiness is to see all the marvels of the world and never to forget the drops of oils on the spoon symbolic to purpose of the life.

We should keep listening to Omen, the good signs to find the treasure, our destiny. One should learn the language of universe for the same.
Every blessing ignored becomes a curse.

The boy works with crystal seller to go back but when he collects enough money to return back he thinks for a moment before returning back and decides to head towards Egypt thinking he is two hrs closer to Egypt. That’s a positive attitude.

The Alchemist tells a story about dream of a father, an angel tells him that the words of one of his sons would be leaned and repeated throughout the world for all the generations to come. He thinks it’s the one who is poet. But it happens to be the one who goes to serve at a distant place. So the story advices, no matter what person does, every person on the earth plays a central role in the history of the world and normally he doesn’t know it.

Where your treasure is, there will be your heart. That means your heart will lead you to the destiny that’s your dream.

The peak of the story is when Santiago wants himself to turn into wind.
The desert creates game to nourish falcon, falcon nourishes man and then man nourishes the desert where the game will once again flourish. That’s what love is. It makes the game become falcon, the falcon become man and man in his turn, the desert.

The alchemist’s secret is – we have inside us the wind, the deserts, the oceans, the stars, everything created in this universe. We all are made by same hands and we have same soul. Hindu Vedas talks about same thing everything is made up of panchamahabhoota (five elements), aap (water), tej (fire), vaayu (wind), pruthvi (earth), akasha (sky) and eventually everything turns to panchamahabhoota.

Its true that everything has its destiny, but one day the destiny will be realized. So each thing has to transform itself into something better and to acquire a new destiny until someday the soul of the world becomes one thing only.
This is why alchemy exists. So that everyone will search for his destiny (the dream, the purpose of his existence), find it and then want to be better than he was in his former life.
Bhagvat Geeta talks the same, The God has created everyone for some purpose. When the purpose is fulfilled the life ends and new life is born. The cycle continues till the soul realizes you are same as that of creator.

Love is the force that transforms and improves the soul of the world.
We think the soul of world is perfect. But its also like other aspects of creation and has its own passions and wars. It’s we who nourish the soul of world. The world we live in will be either better or worse depending on whether we become better or worse. And that’s where power of love comes in. Because when we love we always strive to become better than what we are.

We should realize we are part of god and we have all the power to perform the miracles. This state is achieved when we see no difference in God and us. That’s what is called as achieving Moksha.

For me moral of the Alchemist is :
Everything is created by same hands with some purpose. We should follow our heart, listen to omen to know and fulfill the purpose our life. We should not fear to realize our destiny. We should spread love because that’s the language of soul of the world which is nourished by all of us. If we want the world to be better we need to be better and love is the force which transforms and improves the soul hence the soul of the world.

Whats so unique about Chetan Bhagat?

2010-01-16T15:50:00.001+05:30

Chetan Bhagat is one more buzz word in India today. He has got unique style of writing which makes simple things very interesting. You can easily relate to his stories.
The thing I like about his books is he has small little revolutionary thoughts which he conveys in a very simpler way through his characters. I can feel his love for India in every story by him. And I feel he is trying to change the thoughts of Indian youth through his books. He might not be great writer as Arundhati Roy but he is reaching to roots of India. He criticizes the system, the characters in his stories are passionate and try to do all sort of weird stuff to make it possible which is sometimes very unrealistic.
The only thing I don’t like is at times he gets too dramatic like Bollywood movies that the story doesn’t give realistic feel and reader get feeling ‘yeh to sirf movie (CB ke stories) me hota hein’.
Do read CB’s books he is not that bad. J

Do you have answers for these?

2010-01-15T00:22:00.003+05:30

The last thing you would like to do in your life is.............
--- to compromise on my dreams and values.

5 things you can not live without....
--- my dreams, my family the backbone of my life, India, my friends, my work

You get restless when....
--- When I think I am failing to fulfill my dreams

Ideal Match

2010-01-01T23:42:00.006+05:30

Thanks for the overwhelming response to my last blog. Its really good to know different views of people.
We talked about love, we talked about relationship, shall we talk about Ideal Match now?

For me Ideal Match is compatible match. The ideal for me may not be ideal for you. Everyone has some expectations for his or her dream partner. I had read somewhere, every human has emotional needs, intellectual needs and sexual needs. When these needs are met by the partner, one enjoys the relation.
I guess apart from this, your values, your beliefs, your lifestyle, your goal of life should match or compliment the other. Its very important to respect one another. One should able to accept the other with all his/her flaws. I guess one should also think about would you like the other person to be mother or father of your kid.
In India marriage is not limited to only two individuals. Marriage is a ceremony of getting two families together. So once two individuals decide to get married its equally important that both families to accept it to have smoother life ahead.
I know nothing is perfect. But we can always try to make it perfect.

Well guys, these are my thoughts about Ideal Match and Marriage. I would love to know yours.

The Changing Trend

2009-12-20T22:50:00.004+05:30

Sometimes I wonder whether Bollywood influences the thinking of public or public behavor influences Bollywood.

Earlier movies used to show love between rich and poor. For the two lovers achieving their love used to be ultimate goal of the life. The commitment used to be default part of the love. Physical relation before marriage used to be taken as mistake of the life.

Now the trend is changing, people love each other but they are not ready for commitment, especially according to Bollywood movies males hesitate to give commitment. They don’t understand that they are in love. Physical relation before marriage is very common thing. I guess India is still not ready to accept girl getting into relation without commitment from her side. As of now in all movies like ‘Hum Tum’, ‘Love Aaj Kal’, ‘Paa’, ‘Salam Namaste’ females are portrayed to be committed.

Females are becoming independent economically and emotionally that could be the reason of this change. But I don’t understand changed behavior of guys of hesitating for commitment or they not realizing they loving someone. Why don’t they get ready to take responsibility? Somebody please help me out here to understand.

I won’t wonder if I get to see single females, single mothers living proud life. I wont wonder to see many divorcees. I wont wonder to see single fathers. I won’t wonder if concepts like ‘single woman man’ or ‘single man woman’ no longer exist in reality.

Don’t know the change is good or bad. But change is inevitable.

Paa – What does it want to convey? Vision India 2020?

2009-12-20T21:53:00.002+05:30

The movie is not about the difficulties that a progeria patient has to face. It just tells you what the disease progeria is.
And I felt its about vision India 2020 :-)
The movie tells us how the politicians should be.
The movie talks about how media is, how media should not misuse its power.
The movie talks about new India where female can be a proud single mother. I guess that’s revolutionary thought.

I would love to spread this across

2009-11-22T13:50:00.005+05:30

http://www.chetanbhagat.com/speeches/speech_1.php

Something which keeps me ticking

2009-11-22T12:50:00.003+05:30

http://www.chetanbhagat.com/speeches/speech_2.php

2 States – CB did not click this time

2009-11-21T22:35:00.003+05:30

Well, I got disappointed with the topic CB chose, one more love story in market. For the people who like love stories might have different opinion and would love to know their views on the book. Its just CB’s writing style compelled me complete the book otherwise it’s pathetic, unrealistic. Its high time CB should write realistic stories.
The only good thing about the book is writing style which has already clicked and only one thought in book, the present generation of India should go for inter cast, interstate, inter religion marriage so that next generation of India will be only Indian.

Ladies Day Out

2009-11-21T09:27:00.007+05:30

Last evening I spent time with my colleagues, we were roaming from 7:30 pm till 11:00 pm on Mumbai streets. Well the scene is very common here in Mumbai. Then you must be wondering what’s there to blog about it.

Yes, very true. I did not do anything which I did not do earlier. But certainly I did it after along time. After a long time I got girls company to freak out without caring a damn about the world who can enjoy late at night without boys around them. After a long time I did typical girls talk, we giggled, we shared few secrets, we shared our thoughts about life, we spoke about Mr Virappna & Mr. Osama (don’t ask what did we talk about them,that’s top secret, in next outing we will surely talk about Mr. Obama). Gals, I hope this is just a beginning.

You must be still wondering what’s so great about it. The great thing is here I get impressed with gals who can live their life independently, who can enjoy there life without males around them. I just hate girls who feel insecure when guys are not around them especially late in the evening or while traveling outside city. I can proudly say I have traveled in bus from one city to other overnight not because I had no other option. I did it because I wanted to explore life. The girl should have just little common sense what to wear, where to go, whom to talk, how to talk and how to behave nothing goes wrong (obviously there are exceptional cases but then I would say if it is destined to happen it will happen at most secured and safe place as well). Most of the girls in India have mindset of being dependant on guys whatever form as friend, as boyfriend, as husband. Once girl gets married her world is around the guy. Guys continue to enjoy their personal life but girl by her own choice is left with no personal life. But good to see that things are little changing now.

The moral I just love girls enjoying life independently. Thanks for God to give me such a amazing parents who never treated me differently because I am a girl or who never restricted me to do anything because I am girl rather they taught me right from my childhood to deal with this world. I also should thank God to give me birth in this city which treats girls with respect and equality. (Now its difficult for me to live in a place which is not safe for female)

So to conclude, Thanks Shreya and Sanchiti for last evening. Hope we will have many more like this and we will go out as well.

Can somebody tell me the reason of why am I here?

2009-11-16T01:57:00.002+05:30

Do you ever get these kind of thoughts? Or I am the only stupid to think like this?

I have read, God has purpose for every life. Then why doesn’t he disclose to every individual. If one gets to know why is he or she on this planet he will be focused and work towards it.
I believe in theory of Karma so keep doing good things is the only thing I should do I guess. How will I survive in this world then God knows.
If God has given me birth its his duty to get good things done from me. I guess I should not bother about it. What say??

You guys must be thinking how stupid I am to write this one!

Wake Up Sid

2009-10-20T22:29:00.008+05:30

Hey guys it’s a very good movie. Do watch it.
You must be thinking whats so great about the movie to write a blog.. well… its just I liked it…too many thoughts occupied my mind… I thought I should blog it and then I decided to watch it again :)

The first thought while watching the movie, I could relate myself with Ayesha. The girl wants to be independent in life so comes to mumbai leaving her own Kolkata, she has some dreams, goal for life and she working towards it. She achieves what she wants to be and in her journey she meets a friend to share her joy, her achievements, her struggle.
And this reminded my life at Blore. Isn’t it similar? I met so many people at blore and now they are my forever friends. Doston tumhi ne to meri Blore life itni special banai.
Ayesha wants to be writer and her first article in ‘New Girl in City’ which is very much similar to my second blog (This would have been my first blog if mumbai was not gone under water) http://dilserey.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-bangalore-stay.html The only difference she makes the boy lifepartner and I had too many friends including boys and girls to be in love with :) But I miss you a lot.

Second thought, doston please watch this movie and tell me can a boy be so cute and innocent. I am yet to meet such a guy :) (I am expecting comment on this, guys n gals bas toot pado)

After that they are many good things to write about the movie… the story about Sid. Guys, I am not going to write about this as you can read reviews of this movie.

Fourth thought, earlier was my third one :)
Ranbhir Kapoor.... Rishi Kapoor and Nitu Singh must be feeling very proud to see their son acting so well. Konkana was the reason for me going for this reason but Ranbhir too has acted well. Being a kid of successful parents is difficult thing. Kids get all the luxury in their early age and they have to handle the pressure of living to people’s expectations.

Fifth thought, if my mamu was there, who was writer, director, producer of few serials, I would have helped him in his work. I miss you mamu, I miss your discussions. When you were there I was too immature to help you.

I Think This Is My Most Fav Song

2009-09-11T22:27:00.005+05:30

Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha
Yeh raat yeh chaandni phir kahaan, sun jaa dil ki daastaan -2

Hm hm hm, hm hm hm

Hey pedo ki shaakhon pe
Pedo ki shaakhon pe soyi soyi chaandni, pedo ki shaakhon pe
Tere khayaalon mein khoyi khoyi chaandni
Aur thodi der mein thak ke laut jaayegi
Raat yeh bahar ki phir kabhi na aayegi
Do ek pal aur hai yeh samaa, sun ja dil ki daastaan

Hm hm hm, hm hm hm

Hey lehron ke hontho pe
Lehron ke hontho pe dheema dheema raag hai, lehron ke hontho pe
Bheegi hawaaon mein thandi thandhi aag hai
Is haseen aag mein tu bhi jalke dekhle
Zindagi ke geet ki dhun badal ke dekhle
Khulne de ab dhadkano ki zubaan, sun ja dil ki daastaan

Hey jaati bahaare hain
Jaati bahaare hain uthti jawaaniyan, jaati bahaare hain
Taaron ke chaaon mein pehle kahaaniyaan
(Ek baar chal diye gar tujhe pukaarke
Lautkar na aayenge qaafilen bahaar ke) -2
Aaja abhi zindagi hai jawaan, sun ja dil ki daastaan

Yeh raat yeh chaandni phir kahaan, sun jaa dil ki daastaan
Daastaan, daastaan

Film : Jaal
Year : 1967
Music Director : S D Burman
Lyricist : Shailendra
Snger : Hemant Kumar

Wanna have a look

Lets talk about Love

2009-08-15T23:19:00.007+05:30

There are three concepts I am curious about in my life.

First what is God, Second what is Love and third is there Ghost/Evil/Spirit in this world.

The first I have already wrote, today its time to write about second. And friends I expect lot of comments on this blog as I feel this topic is close to everyone’s heart.

Well let me start, I remember Deepika (my friend) had asked me once, “varada what is love?” and I had replied there is nothing called love. People are so practical in today’s world that I doubt people who claim theirs is love marriage, I don’t have idea about yesteryears.

I would define love = friendship + physical attraction + commitment (third might be contradictory)

When you truly love someone you feel good, you care for that person and you do the things more for other person than for self. You sacrifice for the other person and still you are happy. You just want the other person to be happy and that becomes the ultimate goal of your life. It gives different meaning to your life.

And people who get opportunity to spend entire life with their love are the people blessed by God.

Friends, now its your turn to add to this.

What is GOD.......

2009-02-14T13:39:00.002+05:30

I always wonder ‘What is GOD’, Sometimes I doubt existence of GOD?

Whenever I find short and sweet definition of GOD, I am going to add it in this blog and I also would like you to add to it.

GOD stands for Generator, Operator and Destroyer. The present moment has generated, the present moment is operating and the present moment destroyed the past. So, you are in GOD…. And GOD is in you.

My Inspiration My Idol - Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar

2008-10-18T15:33:00.005+05:30

Dilse would not complete if I don’t blog about What is Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar for me. I am not going to write about Sachin’s game or his records, you can anytime anywhere will get to read about it but just why is he Idol for me.
I was thinking of writing this since I started blogging but somehow it wasn’t coming Dilse. Yesterday he achieved one more title of highest run getter in test matches and I thought this could be the right occasion to salute the Wonder Boy.
Well I was never cricket lover till I had not seen little master batting. Sachin had debut in international cricket when he was just 16. I was just aware of this fact but not actually watched him playing. One of my friends in school was crazy for this wonder boy and I got curious to see his game. The first series I watched in 1991 sharjah series which we lost against Pakis and Sanjay Manjrekar was declared man of the series. And here onwards one more person got added to Indian cricket lovers.
After Sharjah, Indian team went on a tour to Australia followed by 1992 world cup. And Tendlya was at his best in these tournaments. News papers were flooded with the articles praising master blaster saying Sachin should bat on number 1 to 10. He was just 18 then. India lost both the series and the world cup but I had fallen in love with cricket and Sachchu:). I still remember, my 10th board exam was on and instead of last minute preparations I used to watch every ball of delivered till I leave home for my exam.
Here onwards I started reading every bit of Indian cricket, Sachin, Sanjay Manjrekar, Kapil Dev, Vinod Kambli. I started reading magazines like sports star, sports world, marathi magazine by Sandeep Patil – Shatkar..what not. I also read one Hindi magazine don’t remember the name now but I had bought it since it has some article on Sachin, I guess that’s the only one which I read in Hindi:).
His Dedication, Determination, Hardwork inspired me to be more serious, little ambitious in my studies. I had pasted Sachin’s poster in front of my seat near my study table. He was motivation for me, if Sachin can do at 16 why cant I. I just wanted (rather still would love) to be 0.01% like him.
The unique thing about him is even after being so successful, famous, rich at such a early age he is so humble so down to earth. He doesn’t get into controversies. There is no man who talks ill about him. He is God’s son to be loved by everyone. He is God to many. He is man with strong values. He exercises his vote whenever he is in country during elections. Please someone let me know one incident when he misbehaved, over reacted. He still enjoys cricket, he is still as sincere on ground as he used to be. What else one can expect from a man. For me he is the best example of great human and Indian citizen.
The wildest dream I have in my life is Sachin would know me personally:)
Hats off to this Son of India.

Here are few pics of him from my collection

Beauty : Boon or Curse

2008-06-22T12:49:00.005+05:30

This is one real story I heard it from one of my friends. The story is from Orisa. The story is of a beautiful girl from his collage. Lets name the girl Neelam.
Neelam was extraordinarily beautiful girl from middle class family studying MCA course. She was as good at her heart as she was by her looks. When she was in her final year she announced in her class that she got engaged. The proposal was from very rich well known family in the town, the family was also having some political background. Obviously everyone was very happy to know this news. From very next day Neelam started coming in a car. The driver used to wait for her till her class gets over.
And finally the D date arrived. Everyone in the class was invited for the marriage. This was the first marriage of their classmates. They reached at the wedding place with lots of enthusiasm. Their eyes were searching for the lucky chap, Mr Groom. And everyone got shock to see the groom. Few of the girls (closed friends of Neelam) started crying. Boys were confused and didn’t know how to handle their crying girl friends in wedding.
The groom was very old to the bride. Everyone was in dilemma as they should be happy for the bride as she is going to be part of the very rich and well known family or they should be sad for she is getting married to not at all good looking, older guy. The girls started crying thinking the pressure the girl and her family might have felt to say yes for this proposal as the family has political background. If they had said No to them the girl would have been in the worse situation. In short, wo log use utha le jaate.
Now friends tell me, is Beauty boon or curse?

Once again Chetan Bhagat struck : The 3 mistakes of my life

2008-05-31T10:43:00.005+05:30

To me this is the best book Chetan Bhagat have written till now.
As it’s a story of a young man who committed suicide, it’s a tragic story.
As the name suggest its about mistakes the man made in his life, its about business, cricket and religion.
Its about passion, friendship.
You get to know more about Gujrath, thinking style of people in Gujrath, how passionate they are about their religion.
The book narrates the pains the Gujrath had gone through during Bhuj Earthquake, Godhra riots, everything is unimaginable.
I literally cried while reading this book.

More about the book
and More about the author

One Night @ The Call Center

2008-05-24T10:42:00.006+05:30

Amazing book by Chetan Bhagat, I liked it more than ‘Five Point Someone’. Most of the people liked ‘Five Point Someone’ than this one.

For me the hero of this book is the activist character Varun known as Vroom in his friend circle. I could relate to this character more as I could see Vroom in me. His thought are very much similar to mine.
The guy earlier used to work as journalist trainee. His famous piece was called ‘Why Don’t Politicians Commit Suicide?’. The article said All kind of people commit suicide – students, housewives, businessmen, even film stars – but politicians never do. Vroom’s point was that Suicide is very horrible think to do and one does only because he is badly hurt. But Politicians don’t do. So basically this country is run by the people who don’t feel anything.
I am amazingly impressed with this thought, till now I never thought of this.
This guy is constantly thinking about how India will overtake US, how the living standards will improve in India and how can I contribute to it.
The guy is confused between how much importance he should give to money.. I mean what he should do just think about earning money or doing something which will help his countrymen.
The author has basically shown the problems faced by Indian youth who have just come out of collages and joined the Industry and facing the life. They have dreams in their eyes but realizing the heat in life. They come across with manager who is a loser and how is he ruining the others life in process of making his own.
There is one more character Shyam who is having affair with Priyanka and is almost about to lose her, rather have lost her but at the end gets her back.
The story talks about friendship.
So the story covers almost all the possible problems that young crowd can face in their life.

The story will sound boring but Chetan Bhagat has written it in such a beautiful and funny way, the story is all about enthusiasm as its about youngsters.

The story gets a little unrealistic when they (people at call center)get call from God and the god tell them the key to success. But the author has mentioned in his prologue and epilogue the objective behind this book is – He wants to write something which tells about present Indian youth, probably he wants to guide them by telling key to success.

Friends, its worth reading this book.
Review of the book

Laloo is coming to Mumbai to perform Chhat Pooja

2008-05-17T14:39:00.004+05:30

Why cant politicians think about doing some constructive work rather than this nuisance. Doesn’t he have any better think to do?
Politics is just game of numbers. No of Votes, no of seats. That’s the only think the politicians are concerned about.

I cant think of Mumbai or Maharashtra going in hands of Lalooji or Amarasingh just because the population of Upites is growing in Maharashtra. Mumbai or Maharashtra has also voted for non Maharashtrians like Jayantibai Mehta, Kirit Somaiya, etc. Maharashtrians allow people from other stats to come here and settle that doesn’t mean the political parties from other states will also be allowed to rule here.

It had happened in around sixties, Gujrath had claimed Mumbai to be part of Gujrath as Gujrathi population was more than Maharashtrian. Maharashtra had to fight for it, people have lost their lives for this. Hutatma Chowk has been built in memory of these people. I hope the history wont repeat this time.

I would love to see Lalooji and Amarsinghji getting busy in creating better opportunities, improving living standards in Bihar and UP.

Mumbai & Bangalore

2008-05-10T11:56:00.003+05:30

Heyyy blogigng after looooooooooong time. Many of you asked me for not blogging but there was no any topic which touched my heart to blog. But today I got the topic to and it clicked this way.

The TV show on CNN IBN and topic was Bangalore vs Karnatika. The occasion was Karnataka assembly elections. As I stayed in Bangalore almost for 3 years, I guess that’s enough time to fall in love with Bangalore, how can I refrain myself from blogging.

Bangalore, the Silicon Valley of India. Yup, now Bangalore is nomore only of Karnatakas, it has become Mini India. People from all over India are coming to this city. And I think its gona face same problems as that of Mumbai. Karnatikas are worried about the changing culture of Bangalore. The fear of losing karnatika culture, fear of karnatika population leading towards minority population in Bangalore, rallies against non karnatikas. Similar things keep happening in Mumbai as well by Marathi people, Shivsena and now MNS. Bangalore is on the same line.

I really don’t know what is right and what is wrong, Mumbai has lost its identity as Marathi Mumbai long back. People from all the parts of India come here and stay together. Same way I did not face any problem being non karnatika at Bangalore. But yes, Bangalore is changing rapidly. The change is inevitable but still I feel the city should not lose its own charm.

IT city is getting young crowd in the city, most of this people are staying without family, so no family restrictions on them. Bangalore is also getting famous for night life. But unlike Mumbai unfortunately the night life in bangalore is just limited to pubs and bars. IT industry has raised the living standards but at the same time the city is getting costlier. The other industries in city should also see growth along with IT industry.

I just know people in India people should live in harmony, we should not lose our culture, identity at any cost and the same time cast, religion, language, culture should not be bars in our growth as India.

Guru – The Dreamer, The Entrepreneur

2007-02-02T00:46:00.001+05:30

Hats off to Maniratnam

Guru, a galika chhokra, who thinks big, dreams big, live his dreams, ready to learn and work hard, knows his potentials, believes in self, full of confidence, knows what he wants to do and finds out the way to accomplish it.

Guru, dreams big and shares his dream with others.

Guru, an Entrepreneur, shares his dreams and vision, shares his profits, develops belongingness in employees, converses with stalk holders.

Dhirubhai Ambani, Narayan Murthy have laid the examples to India to dream big. Lets see how do we take it forward now.

My Friends Say :
After Guru Effect
Guru Bhai - Never Stop Dreaming

India Poised --- our time is now

2007-01-03T22:31:00.002+05:30

These were the words published on 1st Jan 07 on the front page of 'Times of Inida'.

There are two Indian in this country.

One India is straining at the leash, eager to spring forth and live up to all the adjectives that the world has been showering recently upon us.

The other India is the leash.

One India says, give me a chance and I’ll prove myself. The other India says, prove yourself first and maybe then you’ll have a chance.

One India lives in the optimism of our hearts. The other India lurks in the skepticism of our minds.

One India wants. The other India hopes.
One India leads. The other India follows.

But the conversions are on the rise. With each passing day more and more people from the other India have been coming over to this side.
And quietly, while the world is not looking, a pulsating, dynamic, new India is emerging.

An India whose faith in success is far greater than its fear of failure.
An India that no longer boycotts foreign-made goods but buys out the companies that make them instead.

History, they say, is a bad motorist. It rarely ever signals its intentions when it is taking a turn.

This is that rarely – ever moment. History is turning a page.

For more than half a century, our nation has sprung, stumbled, run, fallen, rolled over, got up, dusted herself and cantered, sometimes lurched on.
But today, as we begin our 60th year as a free nation, the ride has brought us to the edge of time’s great precipice.

And one India – a tiny little voice at the back of the head – is looking down at the bottom of the ravine and hesitating.

The other India is looking up at the sky and saying, it’s time to fly.

Because Zindagi Rocks Here

2006-10-08T21:06:00.001+05:30

Reverse countdown has begun for Deewali, the most awaited Fest of ours...
People away from their families might have booked the tickets to home....

Its time for shopping...
Saari for Mom, Kurta for Dad,
Shawl for Father in law, trendy purse for Mother in law,
soft toy for sweet lil sis n a football for handsome dashing bro,
earrings for cute sister in law n a jacket for your loving brother law...
The list doesn’t end here for we Indians

Happy Shopping for the weekend
That’s how India is a potential market n economy grows
Because Zindagi Rocks here.

Good Mooooooorniiiiiiiiiiiiing India !!!!

2006-09-10T23:15:00.002+05:30

Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh I watched Lage Raho Munnabhai, Once again Munnabhai clicked. He is a common man like a cartoon character of R.K.Laxman.

Last time it was Zhappi which fascinated me the most and this time its Good Moooorniiiiing Mumbai of Vidya Balan. Wwwwaaaaaooooooovvvv. Guys, jara samhalke. Well, gonna watch this movie again.

I wont ever forget My LM days….. LM, my module of my first project…. Of which we (who worked on it) all are proud of… those were the tough days, I do remember Amit had named the directory LMFIGHTER. This was the work done by the kids who had just joined the industry. Ajai and me before going to our desks used to greet each other Good Morning with a firm handshake and ‘I brush daily’ smile, conveying the message I am with you and together we can.

So the moral of the story, never miss an opportunity to say Good Morning with smile in your heart reflecting on your face
Kyoooonkiiiiiiiiiiii
Isme Hein Dam, Vande Mataram !!!!

GanapatiBappa Morya

2006-09-10T23:12:00.003+05:30

Ganapati Fest @ My Place

Letter To Terrorist By Mumbaikar After Serial Bomb Blast On 11th July

2006-07-14T01:09:00.001+05:30

This was the fwd and each word of it is 100% truth

Dear Terrorist,

Even if you are not reading this we don't care. Time and again you tried to disturb us and disrupt our life - killing innocent civilians by planting bombs in trains, buses and cars. You have tried hard to bring death and destruction, cause panic and fear and create communal disharmony but everytime you were disgustingly unsuccessful. Do you know how we pass our life in Mumbai? How much it takes for us to earn that single rupee? If you wanted to give us a shock then we are sorry to say that you failed miserably in your ulterior motives. Better look elsewere, not here.

We are not Hindus and Muslims or Gujaratis and Marathis or Punjabis and Bengaliies. Nor do we distinguish ourselves as owners or workers, govt. employees or private employees. WE ARE MUMBAIKERS (Bombay-ites, if you like). We will not allow you to disrupt our life like this. On the last few occassions when you struck (including the 7 deadly blasts in a single day killing over 250 people and injuring 500+ in 1993), we went to work next day in full strength. This time we cleared everything within a few hours and were back to normal - the vendors placing their next order, businessmen finalizing the next deals and the office workers rushing to catch the next train. (Yes the same train you targetted)

Fathom this: Within 3 hours of the blasts, long queues of blood donating volunteers were seen outside various hospital, where most of the injured were admitted. By 12 midnight, the hospital had to issue a notification that blood banks were full and they didn't require any more blood. The next day, attendance at schools and office was close to 100%, trains & buses were packed to the brim, the crowds were back.
The city has simply dusted itself off and moved one - perhaps with greater vigour.

We are Mumbaikers and we live like brothers in times like this. So, do not dare to threaten us with your crackers. The spirit of Mumbai is very strong and can not be harmed.

Please forward this to others. U never know, by chance it may come to hands of a terrorist in Afghanistan, Pakistan or Iraq and he can then read this message which is specially meant for him!!!

With Love,
From the people of Mumbai (Bombay)

Rang De Basanti

2006-06-15T23:29:00.001+05:30

Life without motive, friends and loved ones is absolute zero….

I am on vacation

2006-06-09T16:49:00.001+05:30

In Wipro I used to be on vacation to visit my home to meet my family at Mumbai. At TCS, Mumbai I am on vacation to meet my family at Hybd and Blore.
Yup, I spent 2 days at Hybd and 2 days at Blore. Enjoyed a lot. Now continuing the vacation at home to spend little time with my Mom n Dad.
Yes, I am cooking these days, doing all possible household work and doing timepass like writing these blogs. Enjoying doing all this after having hectic schedule of long working hours. Dont wish to think about office n work. The thought of joining office on Monday is scary. Oooofff no no no, I wanna njoy n relax.

Hyderabad, Bangalore Revisited

2006-06-09T15:18:00.001+05:30

Once again I got princess treatment at Hyderabad !!!
This was my third visit to this city…..
A long planned visit to meet my friends at both the cities

Since the day I came to Mumbai, joined TCS, I missed the Hyderabad, Bangalore and Wipro. Hardly any day I slept without remembering my days at Bangalore and Hyderabad.
Its almost 10 months at Mumbai and finally I executed my plan to revisit these cities and meet my friends.

The moment the bus entered Hyderabad city my anxious mind settled down. The beauty of this city lies in simplicity. The city is as simple as Hyderabad as techie as Bangalore as busy as Mumbai.

I met Meenal and then onwards I was treated like a princess. This lady took me at her place on her scooty, cooked delicious lunch for me. I was cared and pampered like a baby throughout my stay.

Then we all (Amit with his wife Maushmi, Meenie n I) gathered at Prashant’s house for dinner. Well, Prashant was the driver to take all of us to his place in his new Black Santro. We all were at our best to pull each other’s leg, recall old memories, laugh at ourselves, plan for future, investments... ha ha

Next day Meenie and I went to Appu’s new place after her marriage, met our Jijaji. Roamed at Hyderabad Central, the only mall at Hyderabad. In the evening I went back to Prashant’s house. I was totally discharged by then. After taking rest at his place it was time to start for Bangalore. Sweet Somya and Prashant dropped me to the bus. Somya filled my bag with all possible eatables on our way, this sweet bhabhi of mine was still not happy for not able to give me something for my dinner in bus. So cute!!!

Meeni, Prashant, Somya, Amit and Maushmi, You all were amazing to make me so special. Guys, I had got my camera to click all the moments but we were so engrossed in our masti n chat that I forgot to capture the moments when we were actually together :(.

I reached Bangalore at 7:oo in the morning. I got down at Forum, Big Bazar at Koramangala. Oooohhh!!!! All Old Gold Memories!!! I was delighted to feel at my own city, at my own home, everything was just beyond expression. Met Shylu after almost about a year. And we were still same.
I went to Malleshwaram, Meckery Circle to IT Dept of India at Bangalore. On my way I was watching my Bangalore thinking don’t know when will be the next time. Spent entire evening with Shylu at forum, had dinner together with her new roommates. It was real good fun to experience everything againJ. Had been to SMZ House. I still have the sweet old memories of SMZ House.
Next day, visited Deepak’s place. I was welcome by Jasmine with nimboopani in her hand. We three had dinner together, spend little time together. Jasmine had fever that day and still she cooked for me. I wont forget the way Jasmine took care of mine. Deepak and I went to airport. Flight was delayed, we had coffee and Deepak left.
After security check I was sitting in waiting area, allowed tears to drop over my chicks. Will I meet such good people ever in my life again?

I also had wish to visit Wipro Campus, any of my workplace. I also had ample of time at Bangalore to do that but then I was sure if I had done that it would have difficult for me to come back to Mumbai. I am happy atleast I could see Wipro Flower at Laksmi Building, Hyderabad while passing by.

I must say Prashant – Somya, Deepak – Jasmine, Amit – Maushmi, you form the best couples. Somya, Jasmeen, you cook well and I have been motivated by you. Amit, by next time you might have bought your own flat and Ill be there for dinner:) I was short of time to have enough talks with Meenie n Shylu. The only friends I could not meet are Rajeev, Himanshu, Asima, and Rajeswari.

I am happy to see you all happy. Hope we will always be in touch.

Be Aware Of......

2006-02-21T10:29:00.000+05:30

Really good one, enjoy ........

Five cannibals (Man eaters) get appointed as programmers in an IT company.
During the welcoming ceremony the boss says: "You're all part of our team now. You can earn good money here, and you can go to the company canteen for something to eat. So don't trouble the other employees". The cannibals promise not to trouble the other employees.

Four weeks later the boss returns and says: "You're all working very hard, and I'm very satisfied with all of you. One of our developers has disappeared however. Do any of you know what happened to her?" The cannibals disown all knowledge of the missing developer. After the boss has left, the leader of the cannibals says to the others: "Which of you idiots ate the developer?"

One of the cannibals raises his hand hesitantly, to which the leader of the cannibals says: "You FOOL! For four weeks we've been eating team leaders, managers, and project managers and no-one has noticed anything, and now YOU ate one developer and it got noticed. So hereafter please don't eat a person who is working."

Sample GM mail to Junkies

2006-01-21T23:55:00.001+05:30

From: varada.shinde
Sent: Tuesday, January 17, 2006 9:32 AM
To: Ajai.Kumar, Prashant Batra
Subject: GM Frendz!!

cheers!!
varada

From: Prashant Batra
Sent: Tuesday, January 17, 2006 9:32 AM
To: Ajai.Kumar, varada.shinde
Subject: GM Frendz!!

Ajay…
Pinging ?

Regards
Prashant

From: Ajai.Kumar
Sent: Tuesday, January 17, 2006 9:32 AM
To: varada.shinde, Prashant Batra
Subject: GM Frendz!!

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Ek Do Teen Chaar

2006-01-15T01:14:00.000+05:30

Its My Family

My Association With Wipro Technologies

2006-01-04T23:45:00.001+05:30

Was That A Dream!!!

It was time to choose one of the two offers I had, Byzan System Ltd., a small firm with good projects and Wipro Technologies, an ocean. I had almost a year to decide between these two. I was more concerned about the kind of work than the brand name. All the people around me were suggesting me to go for Wipro with no second thought and my heart was beating for Byzan. Finally I took decision of accepting Wipro offer, which turned to be a wise decision since Byzan could not sustain during 2000-01 recession period.
Nov 2002, I joined Wipro Technologies after waiting for a long time with lots of expectations. I was associated with this organization for more than a two and half year. And during this period I got wide exposure to the industry.

I would say Wipro is the best example of an Ideal IT Company which can satisfy every kind of aspiration of an employee.
- Talent Transformation Dept
- Finance Dept
- All the administrative processes are automated through intranet
- Transparency in processes
- Professionalism
- Onsite – offshore rotation
- All the processes, policies are well thought and planned after doing required research
- Proper growth channel for an employee either on technical side or managerial / functional.
- Very well defined roles
And the best part is all these policies are being implemented and very well executed in Wipro Technologies.

Few aspects I am really impressed with:
- Wings Within which gives clear picture to an employee of various project requirement
- Talent Transformation Dept
- Up-to-date very well arranged intranet site, Tedweb
- Automation of all the processes through TedWeb. (full marks)
- IPAT
- SAP Data of every Employee
The only Department not playing prominent role could be HR or may be I haven’t come across with this entity much. Everything is so transparent and automated through TedWeb that don’t know what role exactly this entity play.

Well, name a single thing which you think should be there in an IT company and its there in place in Wipro.
Am I exaggerating? Hope not!!

India Empowered To Me Is by Vishwanathan Anand, Chess Grandmaster

2005-12-16T11:20:00.002+05:30

That inspires me, motivates me and feel proud of

My Bangalore Stay

2005-08-13T15:24:00.001+05:30

7th November 2002, 5:30 am I left my home for Bangalore. My classmates Ashu, Deepika, Reena were waiting for me at airport and we flew.
Dream comes true.
During my MCA I had heard about this IT city and had a dream to be here for a year and so. My senior college mate had got placed in Wipro in her campus. For a moment I saw myself at her place, just laughed at self and forgot as quickly as I could. I had just joined my course then.
Got the joining letter from Wipro. I was least interested to join Wipro after two regret letters. The only temptation for me to accept the offer was opportunity to stay at Bangalore and live independent life. I was such a pampered child then, did not even know how to deposit a cheque in a bank. (well, even now don’t know much more than that;))

A girl who did not know to walk alone landed in Bangalore with her classmates with lots of excitement, enthu ……….
And the fun starts along with the learning….
I still remember the way we came from airport to Brigade road in a taxi looking out at Bangalore through both the windows, stay at Monarch Hotel, first week at Wipro, first struggle for house, induction days, tests, 80% criteria, the way we studied for it. Oooff, don’t want to think about my unix and SE test. Then final day of induction, parting party. Girls, remember the way we danced and the Italian [;) sshhhh bolna mana hein].
Then my first project, 10 or 11 of us joined in one project, the fundu K1 days, nothing can beat it. First function at Wipro, New Year Party.
Cleaning new house, buying stuff, cooking, washing our clothes everything was so exciting!!!!

Met so many new people, in no time we become friends and did not realize when it became a family. Yes, all of you were my family at Bangalore. A new relation I got to know here because of Wipro, Batchmate. Indeed it’s a strong bond. I still remember the initial reply alls. (was lucky to have you, Vibs n Jags in my parting party)

And then after initial excitement gradually you realize that you are not with your family. I am so thankful to God for all my batchmates at IPNNEG, Jagdeep, Tarun, Deepak especially Rajeev. Thanks Raj, for your throughout support right from our induction days till date.
I can’t imagine my days at Bangalore without you gals, Rash, Hemangi, Chiku, Ashu, Anwi, Shylu, Reenu, Archu, Asima. It was great fun to be with you. All the masti we did, the discussions we had, the adventures we did, just amazing!! Thanks a lot Anwi, Shylu, Chiku, Ashu for the strong support whenever I needed most.
Weekends @ Bangalore, Sky was the limit for the Weekend Masti, especially after I resigned. I enjoyed as if I won’t get chance anymore. All the credit goes to SMZites and Archu. I cant forget one whole day I shopped at Banargatta Shoppers Stop.

There are all the sweet memories to cherish :

- My trip at Udupi, Manipal. I wish we had camera then,
- Eve at Art of Living, thanks Motu for this,
- Sleeping on terrace,
- A night walk with Deepak at BTM with mountain dew bottles in our hand walking on - roads like bewdas at 11:30 – 12 at night,
- Six hour with Varshney at Brigade, MG road when he had returned from US
- Trip with IPNEG,
- My Hyderabad stay,
- My visit to Anwi’s place at Hybd
- LM days with Ajai
- Good Morning mails to Junkies

Hey Apun to senti ho gaya na
- Rajeev dropping me at my doorstep on a bike after Punit’s marriage party,
- Prashant taking me to doctor n then to ice-cream corner,

Funniest Incident
- Prashant and I coming from M2 To Raheja Archade in an auto, Prash continuously looking at meter and forcing me to get down when it becomes 25/- ,

There are many more to write here.
Indeed it was glorious journey and I enjoyed it because you all were there with me.

Mumbai Under Water...

2005-08-01T15:23:00.002+05:30

One more black day that I experienced in Mumbai after riots and bomb blast series.

Tuesday[26th July 05] I had my lunch and laid down lazily enjoying rain outside. I had to go out for the preparation of for my sister’s birthday celebration on next day. Her birthday was on Monday but we all had arranged a get-together on Wednesday.

It was raining heavily, I was wet and was enjoying. I got into an auto, was observing people outside. The auto had a good music system and the driver had good taste for music. There was a traffic jam on road but I was not much bothered about it as I was enjoying my travel, music and rain outside.

I was a bit surprised to see the water logging on the roads in no time and abusing the municipal corporation for not cleaning the drainage system. I entered the area called Vile Parle in Mumbai where water logs every now n then in rainy season. After certain distance the driver was scared to take his auto further and I got down. The water lever was knee level and all the people were walking slowly through the middle of the road. Mainly the public was school children and their moms who were taking them home. This is not a new scene to this area. Heavy rain fall of just an hour had caused such a problem was the only surprise to me. The water had a force, it was too much windy and the sky was pouring water on the earth. It took me almost 1.5 hour or so to reach to my area through this water thinking of manholes and gutters(;). Thank god these were the roads where I used to do tp during my college days. So, knew each n every spot, danger zone very well. I chose long route to avoid water. And I was shocked to see knee level water on the main road near to my home where I had not ever seen water raising higher than my ankle. I crossed that but I didn’t know then it was a just beginning. Way to my society had turned in a pond and I dared to enter into it. The water level was increasing by 4 inches at my every step. By the time I reached the gate of the building it was shoulder level water and I was almost floating in it. It was absolutely dirty gutter water. This water had entered into our building even on the staircase and I was stunned to see that. The bonnets of the cars were inside the water and we were inhaling petrol.

There was no power, mobile telephone network was down except Reliance. Most of the landline phones were down. Everyone was trying to contact other to confirm safety of each other and the news started flowing from one end to other. We tried to All India Radio for news since no TV. Felt so cut off from the rest of the world. It was raining heavily with lightning and thunder. There was high tide in sea, the waves were of 3 to 4 meters in height. The sea water had entered into the system through drainage system and thus Mumbai was under water.

Guys take a break… real story is ahead

Around 3:30pm we ask my sister to leave from her office. Her office is on the central line (Mumbai has 3 railway lines(routes) western, central and harbor) where the railway stops working even for not so heavy rain fall. She starts at 4:00pm from her office to Ghatkopar station. Around 6:00 – 6:30pm she calls up and says the scene out there is very bad, water is being poured like a waterfall on this side from the hill neighboring Powai lake. She has sat in a bus to Santacruz and there are no signs that when can bus move ahead. She says she will call when the bus starts. We get a call at 7:00pm – 7:30pm we get a call she has walked down till Kurla Kamani through around waste level water and got into some bus because they don’t have way to go ahead. This bus goes in the opposite direction of our place. Poor girl, not much familiar to this area gets to know from us. She says I got into this just because there is water everywhere and no way to go ahead, there is some place in this bus to seat n others are overflowing. She says traffic is not moving because the water level 15 meters ahead from the bus is more than 8 feet. She says she will call up when bus starts. Thus we get aware of how the serious the situation is outside. We decide to call her up after an hour or so. We also have to think about the battery charge in her mobile. Thank god our landline was not down.
Now we don’t know what to pray whether bus should move ahead so that she can reach early or bus should not move till morning so that she does not have to get down and travel through water to change the bus at night. Water at my place has almost raised to first floor. I talk to her around 12am, she says the bus hasn’t yet moved. We warn her not to get down till morning. I decide to sleep for 2 hours and mom is awake. I get up at 2:00am and mom says she is unreachable since 1:30am. There is a charge in my cell but can figure out Reliance network going down with the message ‘Entering Area Leaving Area’. That is the end of our communication. Rain is still pouring outside. Don’t know when do I sleep.
I wake up in the morning and happy to see no water in my society campus. I sleep again in a relaxed mood thinking rain has almost stopped, water has been drained away, it’s a day time n my young little sister should be back home max by noon.
We all are waiting for her. At every house people are reaching home at odd times, 11pm, 4am. Everyone has a story to tell, experiences to share. Its 11am and by this time all the people are either returned home or have stayed back to their offices. This is the only lady about whom we have no clue where is she, has her bus moved, whether she has changed the bus, whether she has got down and walking on the road, is there water in that area. And now I lose my patience and ask mom to go to the area where she has stuck last night. We decide to go to police station hoping we will get some information. Police write down our complaint and I find it mere waste of time.
My cousin comes from Goregaon, I jump with joy to see him, I ask him shall we go and he replies lets go.

And here starts third and final episode of the story…

Myself and my brother start, we have no clue whether she is still at Kurla Kamani or she has left the place. The only information we have she was there in the bus at 12 last night. We decide to go to the same place and then think further. We reach on the western express high way and see many people are still walking on the road to return home, very few vehicles on the road. We see buses stopped in the middle of the road, not in working condition. One can see cars, buses, bikes anywhere on the road, they are not parked, their owners have left them there because they are out of order. We see one bus in which seats are upside down, one on other and we cant even imagine what might have happened. At last we get into one auto to go to the place Kurla Kamani. Both of us looking out for our sister in a crowd walking on the road. The scene was tragic everywhere, people are trying to remove water from their houses, someone is busy in repairing his bike, most of the buses and autos were standing because engine is not working. We reach near to the destination and auto driver is not ready to come further. We thank him and walk further and our guess work starts here onwards.
We see many empty busses are standing one behind the other (I thought this is bus depot). This is the spot where her bus might have stuck. We try to look for bus number 10 just to be sure we are on right track but the numbers on the plate are wiped off. We decide to move in Kurla direction where most of the crowd is moving thinking she might have followed the crowd. We see many people coming back saying water level is more than chest level and we can not walk through. That’s a confusion for us now, same number of people going to and fro on this road, whether we should go ahead or come back. We are already in almost waste level water.
We see the recovery van carrying casualties. Volunteers (these are common people like you and me) standing on the divider of the road and guiding people to walk through the water. They are allowing people to walk only at a distance of 3-4 feet on both the side of the divider. On one side of the road people are walking towards Kurla and on other side of the divider people are coming from Kurla. People from neighboring buildings are distributing biscuits, tea, khichdi to these people who are without water and food since last noon.
We decide to come back thinking she might not have gone by this way since water level at 2pm was about chest level so it has to be more in morning. We return back to where all the buses were standing. We go to one police chowki in a hope of some information but we find our self at better situation than them. We get to know they have got some casualties and my brother enquires more about them.
We decide to come back home and wait for her.
At 4:00pm she knocks the door and we all scream with joy.

Mumbai has lost a lot and almost everyone has a story like this to share. We are among few lucky ones and I thank God for it.
May God bless all.