Please read at least half of my last entry before browsing through this one..
Well i'm still dazed and dejected at what happened with me; in a constant attempt to make myself feel good.Defying reality and almost certain fate now seems very tough.
Whatever happens..happens for good.
Well,maybe it does.After all the worst prompts us to aim for the better if not the best.
Its like this-We(dejected folks) are in a tunnel which has a certain exit to it but reaching there is tough but inevitable.We are just lost souls in the cave of life.
The path is unknown.But we are certain of our destination.
Now the question comes-Why does this have to happen to us?
We are responsible for our futures and the things we do.
A thing lost will come back to us as a gain in the future.
Sometimes we don't realize that too.
Blessings in disguises is what we call them..after all things could be worser really
And then comes envy and/or biasing.
The few lucky ones get through via shortcuts ie: through the tunnel at first go
But they have lost a lot in the past for having gained all this.
Besides its even more creditable if you rise against the odds.
And if you still fail after all that slogging there's always something good to look forward to.
The fate of the world lies with hope..
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Monday, June 14, 2010
Story of kaidi(convict) no. MM 1231948
In case you are wondering what 1231948 is..
It is actually my CET Engineering exam hall ticket number.Yesterday was really good.Had laughs with cousins,unwrapped goodies and did what all a teen would love to.It wasn't until yesterday night that my tummy started getting that weird feeling.I was so oblivious of the predicament I was going to face in 12 hours.Well I sensed something good or bad was in store...but wasn't prepared for the worst.Had a talk with a friend about what is in future for us..talked about our back up options.My dad then yelled in his usual strict voice,was still on the phone and asked him to wait.
5 mins passed..and I could see his sleepy yet annoyed countenance in the dim passage light..and amidst hurried good byes and best of lucks I crawled into my sheet..listening to some soothing stuff by Sound system,my head swayed with the beat..i was at peace,little did I realize what fate had in store for me when the sun next rose.
I was soon asleep..and soon awake it was 8 in the morning..looked at my cellphone(thats usually the first thing I do in the morning)..2 missed calls..3 messages
2 messages were really lame jokes..
the other message said..Dude how much did you score?
I frantically switched the Laptop on..and typed dmer.org..put in the details
And my Jaw was wide open with surprise and anguish..I didnt really do that well in the exams
My mom non nonchalantly gave an OK nod..
But i was dumbfound
And then I got to terms with the reality
Hurried to fill up B Sc forms..thinking engineering is just not my thing..
And all hell broke loose from then on..
It rained..my umbrella broke due to the force of the wind..no means of public transport seemed too come to my aid on the street whatsoever..no cabs no buses..no rickshaws..after half an hour of looking like a lost hitchhiker on the road a friend volunteered to take me to some place where i wasn't going..he felt sorry for me
I did too..even more
Got into a rickshaw soon..and realized I forgot a whole bunch of docs and a photo of myself which i was supposed to carry..
I was in a mess..
Got my pic clicked at some 1 min photo studio..
God was kind this time though..the shopkeeper said i was the first customer of the day..he gave me a 20 rupee discount..reached the college..filled up the forms and got through with them somehow.
Came back home penniless..just merely managed to buy a ticket back home.
It was one of the worst mornings of my entire life..something which i shall remember for a very long time
Less of a morning..more of a mourning
It is actually my CET Engineering exam hall ticket number.Yesterday was really good.Had laughs with cousins,unwrapped goodies and did what all a teen would love to.It wasn't until yesterday night that my tummy started getting that weird feeling.I was so oblivious of the predicament I was going to face in 12 hours.Well I sensed something good or bad was in store...but wasn't prepared for the worst.Had a talk with a friend about what is in future for us..talked about our back up options.My dad then yelled in his usual strict voice,was still on the phone and asked him to wait.
5 mins passed..and I could see his sleepy yet annoyed countenance in the dim passage light..and amidst hurried good byes and best of lucks I crawled into my sheet..listening to some soothing stuff by Sound system,my head swayed with the beat..i was at peace,little did I realize what fate had in store for me when the sun next rose.
I was soon asleep..and soon awake it was 8 in the morning..looked at my cellphone(thats usually the first thing I do in the morning)..2 missed calls..3 messages
2 messages were really lame jokes..
the other message said..Dude how much did you score?
I frantically switched the Laptop on..and typed dmer.org..put in the details
And my Jaw was wide open with surprise and anguish..I didnt really do that well in the exams
My mom non nonchalantly gave an OK nod..
But i was dumbfound
And then I got to terms with the reality
Hurried to fill up B Sc forms..thinking engineering is just not my thing..
And all hell broke loose from then on..
It rained..my umbrella broke due to the force of the wind..no means of public transport seemed too come to my aid on the street whatsoever..no cabs no buses..no rickshaws..after half an hour of looking like a lost hitchhiker on the road a friend volunteered to take me to some place where i wasn't going..he felt sorry for me
I did too..even more
Got into a rickshaw soon..and realized I forgot a whole bunch of docs and a photo of myself which i was supposed to carry..
I was in a mess..
Got my pic clicked at some 1 min photo studio..
God was kind this time though..the shopkeeper said i was the first customer of the day..he gave me a 20 rupee discount..reached the college..filled up the forms and got through with them somehow.
Came back home penniless..just merely managed to buy a ticket back home.
It was one of the worst mornings of my entire life..something which i shall remember for a very long time
Less of a morning..more of a mourning
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
In quest of lust!
Its very normal for men to like women..vice versa and some other sexual preferences too!
Some men alas cant control their urges for having a woman in their arms.They grow so so very desperate that they end up catching hold of a female and do the unthinkable.
Soft targets always on the radar.They do not even spare children.This recent rise in rape cases..well I'd rather say emergence of registered rape cases makes us feel so helpess;makes us feel so insecure..there is this constant fear of something untoward happening to the females who have a part in our lives.I am a part of the Indian community on orkut..and everday..mind you everyday there is a thread stating that a woman or a minor was raped in xyz city.
Yes,it is a matter of great concern but people never could react.All they could do is post an angry smiley and condemn the happenings.
Well even the rapists could do that haha..
The trauma which the rape victim goes through is unimaginable..and no its not about the 'Izzat' factor.Modesty counts but what really hits her hard is the trauma,the phobia of facing the race of people who have ruined her life-MEN
Let me get you a picture of how a victim would feel like
Imagine you go for a swimming trip on the beach..a shark bites your limbs off and you are half dead.Would you ever have the balls to step in the water fearlessly ever in your life again..If you have Iron balls you would..But NO is the answer for most of us.
So thats the case of a victim too..She has to interact with many men in her lives.She would encounter many men in her life and she would be reminded of her predicament every time she meets a new man.She is so much exposed to men all her life.No place to feel safe.
Its just like about how a few rabbits would feel if thrown in a cage of lions.
They might as well kill themselves than being devoured by the lions.
Minor rape victims are thus more prone to depression than elder ones.
There are many initiatives taken to save the environment,to grow trees,to help the poor and noble stuff like that.
But I doubt whether there are NGOs or moments which work in favor of stopping rape.
Yes..there are relief NGOs for victims..but sadly no means of stopping these thirsty souls.
I say there should be a Mace spray moment.Something which women can feel safe about.
Everyone should have one for self defense and possible escape from rapists..Leave aside the cons of the idea.What really matters are lives are saved.
This way desperate men would think twice before doing what they are thinking of.
Even an attempt would mean strict trial and a fixed judgement for every such inferior being.
I know it wont materialize as even certain famous men we look up to have themseleves cherished thoughts of trying to get sex from a prospective victim.
And there is not much I can do either..
Just write
:|
Some men alas cant control their urges for having a woman in their arms.They grow so so very desperate that they end up catching hold of a female and do the unthinkable.
Soft targets always on the radar.They do not even spare children.This recent rise in rape cases..well I'd rather say emergence of registered rape cases makes us feel so helpess;makes us feel so insecure..there is this constant fear of something untoward happening to the females who have a part in our lives.I am a part of the Indian community on orkut..and everday..mind you everyday there is a thread stating that a woman or a minor was raped in xyz city.
Yes,it is a matter of great concern but people never could react.All they could do is post an angry smiley and condemn the happenings.
Well even the rapists could do that haha..
The trauma which the rape victim goes through is unimaginable..and no its not about the 'Izzat' factor.Modesty counts but what really hits her hard is the trauma,the phobia of facing the race of people who have ruined her life-MEN
Let me get you a picture of how a victim would feel like
Imagine you go for a swimming trip on the beach..a shark bites your limbs off and you are half dead.Would you ever have the balls to step in the water fearlessly ever in your life again..If you have Iron balls you would..But NO is the answer for most of us.
So thats the case of a victim too..She has to interact with many men in her lives.She would encounter many men in her life and she would be reminded of her predicament every time she meets a new man.She is so much exposed to men all her life.No place to feel safe.
Its just like about how a few rabbits would feel if thrown in a cage of lions.
They might as well kill themselves than being devoured by the lions.
Minor rape victims are thus more prone to depression than elder ones.
There are many initiatives taken to save the environment,to grow trees,to help the poor and noble stuff like that.
But I doubt whether there are NGOs or moments which work in favor of stopping rape.
Yes..there are relief NGOs for victims..but sadly no means of stopping these thirsty souls.
I say there should be a Mace spray moment.Something which women can feel safe about.
Everyone should have one for self defense and possible escape from rapists..Leave aside the cons of the idea.What really matters are lives are saved.
This way desperate men would think twice before doing what they are thinking of.
Even an attempt would mean strict trial and a fixed judgement for every such inferior being.
I know it wont materialize as even certain famous men we look up to have themseleves cherished thoughts of trying to get sex from a prospective victim.
And there is not much I can do either..
Just write
:|
Cheery up!!
We are so blinded by stuff around us..that we often neglect what we are actually supposed to do in life..this is personal experience..and observation personified..something i wrote for a very good frnd of mine
Being ignorant of a challenge that would turn up
was very wrong
Im all regret now
Always trying to be strong
Its not the same way it used to be
People have gotten far
Getting recognized some struggling
But im not at par
Frustration engulfs me
Im blinded
There is so much less to see
Ridiculed..laughed at
for my folly
im not myself now..never jolly
As low as a prisoner
In solitary would feel
But these wounds..
They will never heal
A Molehill becomes a mountain
The mind is stationary..
Like a dried up fountain
This and much more
A false mask of hapiness
was what i wore
Life gives everyone
A second chance
But hell..
The first is gone
To fall and rise
remains my only hope
Success..my bride
With thou i shall elope
Being ignorant of a challenge that would turn up
was very wrong
Im all regret now
Always trying to be strong
Its not the same way it used to be
People have gotten far
Getting recognized some struggling
But im not at par
Frustration engulfs me
Im blinded
There is so much less to see
Ridiculed..laughed at
for my folly
im not myself now..never jolly
As low as a prisoner
In solitary would feel
But these wounds..
They will never heal
A Molehill becomes a mountain
The mind is stationary..
Like a dried up fountain
This and much more
A false mask of hapiness
was what i wore
Life gives everyone
A second chance
But hell..
The first is gone
To fall and rise
remains my only hope
Success..my bride
With thou i shall elope
Spirituality and you
I know i have been tagging people in my notes and have been asking them to read my write ups..but today when i went to the temple with my relatives something dawned upon me..something very interesting so i decided to type down a few thoughts of mine pertaining to what i feel about God in general.I'd be more than happy to debate if any of you think what i have stated beneath doesnt make sense to you :)
WARNING:This might be a little long
Once i had a talk with my friend about bed-ridden patients recovering soon after taking a few pills..irrespective of them skipping the doses sometimes
This happened because pills are nothing but substances which help restore confidence in the patients and make them eel positive about their recovery.Although they do have a scientific edge to them; I believe the optimism is a bigger asset in such cases.
A friend of mine Shekhar Sharma is a disciple of the revered Guruji Shri Rajendra Ji.He was telling me about how the latter encouraged him to have 'Faith in his Faith'.This quote perhaps is the gist of what i want to convey through this note.What makes you feel good about what you are doing and what you'll get doing it is nothing but faith.
Ok obvious stuff apart.Let me give you a picture of something easily understandable and agreeable.
An anecdote which i recollect from the Akbar and Birbal stories.Its like this..
Birbal was assigned the task of proving that there exists no God,but only belief in a power superior to one and all.
Birbal that night stole a pair of chappals belonging to Akbar,placed them in a loin cloth and buried them inside the ground in the outskirts of the city and built a tomb around it..He orded men to spread the word about the discovery of the tomb of a great sage-Salim Chisti..which was nothing but a boulder over a pair of slippers wrapped in cloth.
The tomb gained popularity..sick people came,prayed and felt better soon.
Akbar soon heard of it and expressed his desire to visit the sacred tomb.
Birbal removed the slab of the tomb and showed what was inside.
Akbar then realized that BELIEF ITSELF IS GOD.
So yeah,If you think bribing God during the exams is going to help think again.
Be the change you want to see.
There are Hindus,Muslims,Christians,Jains,Sikhs etc etc etc.
They have different beliefs..but mind you they DON'T HAVE DIFFERENT GODS
God is one..a supreme being,a divine force..or a tope(तोप) for my CS and DotA buddies
And then comes telekinesis or telepathy which is also a matter of mind games really
You interpret and the other person interprets what you interpret and it goes on.
So its a matter of faith or belief.
If you think something will help you and you work towards it..it sure will..and if you think it wont but still try pessimistically..Ha..you will fail
So Bhajans..Namaz..Masses are merely ways on instilling belief.
And if you have faith in what your belief is.Even God cant stop you
oh wait why would he anyway?
^_^
WARNING:This might be a little long
Once i had a talk with my friend about bed-ridden patients recovering soon after taking a few pills..irrespective of them skipping the doses sometimes
This happened because pills are nothing but substances which help restore confidence in the patients and make them eel positive about their recovery.Although they do have a scientific edge to them; I believe the optimism is a bigger asset in such cases.
A friend of mine Shekhar Sharma is a disciple of the revered Guruji Shri Rajendra Ji.He was telling me about how the latter encouraged him to have 'Faith in his Faith'.This quote perhaps is the gist of what i want to convey through this note.What makes you feel good about what you are doing and what you'll get doing it is nothing but faith.
Ok obvious stuff apart.Let me give you a picture of something easily understandable and agreeable.
An anecdote which i recollect from the Akbar and Birbal stories.Its like this..
Birbal was assigned the task of proving that there exists no God,but only belief in a power superior to one and all.
Birbal that night stole a pair of chappals belonging to Akbar,placed them in a loin cloth and buried them inside the ground in the outskirts of the city and built a tomb around it..He orded men to spread the word about the discovery of the tomb of a great sage-Salim Chisti..which was nothing but a boulder over a pair of slippers wrapped in cloth.
The tomb gained popularity..sick people came,prayed and felt better soon.
Akbar soon heard of it and expressed his desire to visit the sacred tomb.
Birbal removed the slab of the tomb and showed what was inside.
Akbar then realized that BELIEF ITSELF IS GOD.
So yeah,If you think bribing God during the exams is going to help think again.
Be the change you want to see.
There are Hindus,Muslims,Christians,Jains,Sikhs etc etc etc.
They have different beliefs..but mind you they DON'T HAVE DIFFERENT GODS
God is one..a supreme being,a divine force..or a tope(तोप) for my CS and DotA buddies
And then comes telekinesis or telepathy which is also a matter of mind games really
You interpret and the other person interprets what you interpret and it goes on.
So its a matter of faith or belief.
If you think something will help you and you work towards it..it sure will..and if you think it wont but still try pessimistically..Ha..you will fail
So Bhajans..Namaz..Masses are merely ways on instilling belief.
And if you have faith in what your belief is.Even God cant stop you
oh wait why would he anyway?
^_^
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