And Hence "The Roadtrip"!

     

     Exactly seven days back,I remember sitting here and feeling excited about the coming week.With an highly awaited oasis,our annual cultural festival and an anticipated trip to Agra & Delhi all seemed well.But I didn't remember then....that cards doesn't always fall as expected.And henceforth,I was here locked up in my room most of the time..reading a bunch of thrillers and biographies and catching up with FIFA & sleep.
     Thanks to Mr.Pareek,I atleast enjoyed the trademark events of the Fest.And notably,the best being Rivaldo's stand up comedy and the Prof. Show by Kailash Kher.And then came the eve of our trip ,where due to a grave misunderstanding of feelings and an epitome of misfired communication,or probably miscommunication,three of us dropped down.And after all,friends are friends and it was just another debate.And the trip to Delhi was still alive,with the rest being interested in Ra.One.Yes,the SRK starrer "Random Access Version One".No,we weren't die hard SRK Fans and are neither of Kareena's.It is just the engineering adrenaline that searches for every possible alternative to get a break out of this place and get a feel away from the continuous evaluation.
      And the Journey embarked in an Indigo at the wee hours of Diwali.And within short span,when the three of them sitting in the backseat fell asleep,it was just me looking out into the fields when mind runs at 1000 thoughts per second.Well,may be it was programmed into my mind to think,wish and contemplate at all the solitary times.It was like reel running in front of me and showing various things.I thought of the whether-to-go discussion with friends,the illness feeling which creeped into me a week back,of being at home tonight,the ease with which Manchester City scored against United which was as good as the pace of picking up chips from a packet,the way my poker-faced friend bluffed extraordinarily in the game of cards,the way Agastha Christie knit an absolute thriller around escaping a crime,the way India bounced back to whitewash the visitors,the way my eyes got attention of shopkeepers trying to decorate the colorful crackers with cheerfulness of a bright day ahead amidst the train of thoughts,a farmer holding a plough over his shoulder and walking through the morning wind,a group of athletes enjoying the early morning jog leaving me lamenting over my sleeping timings and fitness levels...and the thoughts went on,but clearly I was enjoying the drive,as always.The fascination for a long drive existed in me far from my childhood and here I was sitting alongside driver(and occasionally having a word him so that he doesn't doze off)enjoying the loneliness with contemplation.And far later,after enjoying the silence & architecture of Lotus temple,the Connought place and the extraordinary Ra.One movie,a sheer visual feast,I remembered that the theme of this year's Oasis was "The Roadtrip".I may not have completed the trip to Agra & enjoyed the complete Oasis,but I have sure enjoyed a real one.And hence,I too completed "The Roadtrip"! :)

Life may not offer you the same chance twice!

The author says...Love,Corruption,Ambition.
Mr.Shukla says ...Power,Money,Respect.
Raghav sees it as a destroyed country and feels the need to start a revolution.Gopal thinks of achieving more than Raghav & getting back Aarti.And Aarti never reveals the inner self under the crazy confusion. 
     Well,I am indeed talking about Revolution 2020.The book which I started at 00:20..that is exactly six hours before typing this,thinking of reading it for an hour and catching up with sleep.But the gripping narration never really made it happen.The extreme human emotions made it an amazing read,while making it a typical Chetan Bhagat novel handled in a trademark style,in a lighter fashion.The plot may sound simple,but for all those who pour their heart out in reading it will understand the empathetic quotient running in it.Quite often we see,or rather be,a person who delusively handles a situation of judging the other person's feelings towards you.And more often we find ourselves far changed from what we have been a few years ago and feel a jab of knife cutting you up when you see a kid trying to be the same,you have been, at his age.And then,you see a struggler who tries his heart out in bringing in a change,who feels revolution is not a forgotten history but a change which starts from the soul.
     Well,the characters are what you feel like have been copied from the world around your life!And the sheer pace with which he connects across,I think,the author made his point drive home.For all those persons,who felt lost after flunking JEE,who felt bad for loosing a dear friend,who bemoaned for knowingly letting down your parents,who felt that your achievements will some day come down to monetary equation and those who have sacrificed your dream for the well-being of others,at some point of your life...you've got to read it.It is the one thing that will touch your heart.It is a Booker-material which makes you contemplate over it for a long time!For,it was a delivered promise from the author. :)

#5-The Transformation!

Once upon a time,
Not long before Dhoni's heroics,
Night wasn't just a period of time,
It was more of a scary experience!!


When the rest of the world,
Rested in peace.
The fearful self,
Looked around with frightening eyes!!


When he asked,
What makes this plausible?
The answer lied,
Right on the tip of the tongue!!


It was a tale of extended inhibitions,
A story of an absolute faint-heart,
A version of a terrifying nightmare,
On the front,it was a juvenile heart!!


But with age,
Grew wisdom and maturity.
And the bestowed onus,
Made all the difference for the transformation!!


When reality restored,
He realized,he was all alone in the extreme times.
Making him better,
With every fall of the dusk!!


When time started zipping,
There came the advent of meticulous changes.
And like all good things,
The transformation went unnoticed!!


But when he contemplated,
Far after the process,
He realized,
Deep down,the DNA has evolved!!


What seemed like a dreadful past,
Had touch-me-not feelings for night.
But right then,
Night was his best friend!!


The one,which makes you realize,
That life isn't all about running behind.
Time isn't all about tracking the more traveled path.
And mind doesn't exist for being trained!!


It was a platform for self-discovery.
A stage for seeing through the picket-fence.
And when he pondered over the entire journey,
His smile reflected the importance of the transformation!! :)

The Chaos!

     Hardly a month after getting into the peak of the semester,I feel its all disorder spread around me.A lot has happened over the last one month.Be it going to BOSCH,Jaipur for a self proclaimed one day on-the-job training(a little exaggerated title...but it was a good to have a one day industry visit,a mere corporate exposure) or going through "Broken Morning"(and its spoofs!),the break-through blog,which became the center mouth-piece for all the youth of the nation(Only god knows for which millionth time it is trending over all the social network sights right now) or writing a dozen back-to-back exams loosing all my exhilaration mid-way and feeling restless at the end of it all or to wince at the realization of cruel and wicked attitude of an ally or to tell myself to be geared up to receive the inevitable or to feel self-cornered due to an humiliating defeat of LFC at White Hart Lane and trying to dissect the details which led to the consequences or to complete "The Confession-John Grisham" and feeling myself let down due to the injustice done and reluctant to come out of the world of fictitious-characters of the legal thriller! 
     With a gloomy and forlorn air prevailing in my mind I could not help but to stop it there.Might not be of a great significance if I prolong it over-and-over!
     When a typical mid-semester feeling sets over,only because I made a mistake of grave concern in an exam which automatically pulled down my performance,I was disturbed,only to see the solitary me.The dejected me broke out saying "May be everyone in this world is better than me at everything in this world!" Cliched it may sound,but in reality,it isn't!It's just one of the many feelings you face.But I remembered a poem "Life goes on",taken from Tushar Raheja's novel,which I earlier put on the blog.May be it wasn't all bad either!May be its just matter of time before I post 'a happily ever after'.Right now,my mind is emphasizing on the to-do-works!A big list to accomplish and a feeling of living in a mess makes me feel chaotic!May be its chaos all around.The fact that this post is stitched up loosely re-iterates it!(For the first time I cant help,after all its my place to write)May be its time to tell 'Arise,awake and stop-not'!! :)

#4-A difference lies!

We hang out with many!
A smile with every passer-by!
A hearty laugh with every companion!
But how do we define a mate?!


You might have differentiated!
An ally and a foe!
A collaborator and a competitor!
A teammate and an opponent!!


But did you ever distinguish!
Between a Acquaintance & a Friend!
For, that matters the most!
When you look around with needful eyes!!


A friend takes the initiative!
To pull you up from your mess!
To free you from your worries!
To bring cheerfulness to your life!!


To make your path thorn-less!
To break your hassles!
For,you be yourself with him!
Without the mask of undisclosed thoughts!!


Assuming a fairy-tale life!
I ignored the antagonists!
But not after being perturbed!
By an 'assumed' mate!!


He showed every intention to encourage me!
Every reason to support me!
Every power to stand by me!
But in reality,on the backside, didn't!!


Awakening to the appalling truth!
Submitting myself to dismay!
I consoled by saying!
May be,he was an acquaintance!!


After all,I wasn't convinced!
But I realized!
My grandma spoke about his breed!
For,they lie everywhere!
Better be geared up & dissect!
For,a Difference Lies!!  :)

Lines from a life!

If you're moving with eagerness in your heart!
It means you are alive!!
If you're moving with dreams in your eyes!
It means you are alive!!
Learn to live freely!
Like the gusts of the wind!!
Learn to flow freely!
Like the waves of the river!!
Embrace every moment!
With your arms open!!
See a new horizon!
Every minute with your eyes!!
If you're carrying surprise in your eyes!
It means you are alive!!
If you're moving with eagerness in your heart!
It means you are alive!!


These are the English translated lines of one of the four poems of ZNMD.(Taken from a website with modifications...go to the link for all the poems) In a very subtle manner,this film not only shows the importance of getting past your fears,but also to realize the fact of leaving life without repents.After a few moments of making promises(the three of them) of what to do if they survived and lived,the movie closes with the above lines!An extraordinary film with a class apart poetry.May be...Life doesn't come second time! :)



http://bollytadka.com/zindagi-na-milegi-dobara-javed-akhtar-poetry-english-translation/

When the best..arrives!

 

  Its been months since I watched Steven Gerrard kicking a ball!When every website was busy trying to write  about "Life without Gerrard"... amidst those innumerable ones,one particular one fascinated me.I remember it saying "Whisper it slowly,but I enjoy life without Gerrard!I now enjoy watching LFC!".No,don't get the statement wrong.It was all about the feeling of strength you get when you know that your best is yet to arrive.Just think of it in the cricketing sense...imagine a young batsman,relatively fresh at the international stage,knows that his strength is playing against the spin bowling and yet hits 3 back to back sixes of a fast bowler when the innings just started off.And when you look into his eyes at that point of time,you only ever see a champion.Irrespective of what led him to these consequences,that would be a moment to remember.That would be the day when things change.That would be the dawn of Hope and Courage.And then when he knows that the spinners would come around,he knows he has what it takes  to create history.
     Well,I may be over sounding...but that's what is happening to me.May be a little far placed example,but I couldn't resist from jotting it down.Every time I read about the latest football happenings...I wait for the comeback of our talismanic captain.Over his recovery time...a lot has changed at Anfield.New speculation..New signings..New backroom staff..New atmosphere and altogether a different place.But one thing didn't change...the way fans perceive him.LFC may have acquired Player of the season's and Young player of the season's.Many new players may have come through the youth system.But what he does on the field is very unique.What he has created at Anfield is nothing short of being hailed 'legendary'.At the end of the day he is our play-maker!
    Well,there is a lot of guesswork surrounding his inclusion in the starting XI.People expect him to play on the right flank or a deep-lying role and...whatever.But the point is fans don't see a point in excluding him from the starting team.Yeah...I know,only an insane person would do it! Don't forget...It was he who made Fernando Torres look better.It was he who backed-up a counter attack without outright wingers.It was he who made the fragile midfield look stronger.It was he who delivered those one-of-a-kind passes when his team required it the most.It was he who made those perfectly timed runs into the box,when the team was struggling.It was he who stood strong when the going got tough!And when he said "I am fitter,stronger and hungrier than ever"..that moment re-defined his passion.At the end...he may get back to his old form or as well may not.He may pull out another injury.But the fact is...When you know that the best is yet to arrive...you cannot stop that adrenaline rush!And right now...I am relishing the moment.I am enjoying the feeling of "When the best arrives!" :)

#3-A smile signifies a lot!

When the King returned to throne!
He took over a mess!!
A clumsy accumulation of patchy players!
Knowing that he has to deliver progress!!


For the fans to redeem smiles!
He ought to be triumphant in the battle field!!
For standing up-to trust & belief!
He had to restore the pride across the world!!


Knowing he didn't have an Abramovich!
He committed to spend wisely!!
Created a team around pass-and-move!
For,he acted logically!!


But,he did everything beyond the box!
Moving the team into the light of happiness!!
Raised the curtains for a new era!
Feeding the fans with sheer awesomeness!!


Opening the doors for unsatisfied players!
Clearing the path for letting creative flair!!
Changing our course from pretenders to contenders!
He escorted us to a breeze of long forgotten air!!


Heading for a renaissance!
Displaying an array of illustrious smiles!!
He knew what a painful story was!
For,he tasted success several times!!


But his smile wasn't just another one!
The one at the Theatre of dreams!
The one at the Reebok stadium!
The one at the Goodison Park!
The one at the Anfield!
Every single one,signifies a lot!! :)

#2-Can Emotions Hide!

He wasn't crazy!
He wasn't a typical loner!
He was in fact mirthful!
Then why did he have to hide his emotions?


His inner thoughts sparkled with a hidden pool!
A world unknown to his acquaintances!
A mystery which would never unfold before the rest!
For,he concealed his emotions!!


He showcased a million smiles!
Uttered enormously for others surprise!
Made people laugh for the umpteenth time!
Made an impact without exhibiting emotions!!


But,he wan't neither of them from inside!
Little did the world knew of him!
Drenched,alone,in the ocean of silence!
Speculated over his own emotions!!


Life has shown him the hard way down!
Learned from his own experiences!
That,after every dusk arrives a dawn!
And humans hover around with disillusioned emotions!!


Thinking over the thoughts on his death bed!
He faked a smile!
The kind of one which never deserted him through out his life!
The one which has to deal with emotions!!


Sitting alongside him on a riverbank!
I got to know,every moment brings life into a fresh heart!
When tears started to bother his eye lids!
I knew,he would have a mask of disguise!


This time I knew what was going through his head!!
I knew his unique identity!!
I knew his true emotions!! :)

#1-Your Life matters!

Passing through the journey of life!

Somewhere down the line!

I lost the track!

Lost the essence of it all!!

Facing its harsh realities!

Rummaging for inner strength!

Walking through a lethal storm!

Asked myself about 'The road not taken' at all!!

Afraid of taking a stand!

Unaware of its consequences!

Unable to be diplomatic!

I saw through it all!

Exposed to a gust of fresh air!

Closing my eyes in deep despair!
Trying to figure out the actual path!
I visualized it all!!

Arguing with the inner voice!
Explaining the forlorn heart!
That we'll come out of this mess!

I could sense the dots being connected at the end of it all!!

Listening to the favorite lines!

Seeing through the dark nights!

Thinking I'll wake up after an ugly dream!

I sought solace in them all!!

But deep inside I saw Hope!

Courage to fight against the path!

Willingness to face the cruel world!

For...Your Life matters,after all!! 

When you have a choice..make it count!

  On a fresh Saturday...after bunking a class and attending one...I had four options to spend my evening(Not including the random stuff done on your laptop and the screening of a documentary in LTC).One, go on and attend a crap exam conducted by some random institution coming to the campus which might offer you scholarship for GMAT/GRE based on your performance.Two,follow the pre-planned schedule of attending the first CAT class of the year at T.I.M.E institute.Third,the most easiest one of the lot,is to sit before the Television and cheer my favorite football club...Liverpool F.C when it takes on Arsenal F.C at Emirates stadium in North London.(Obviously heart was craving for it...was waiting for this match since a week).Fourth..and the option which I eventually took up was to attend the "Out of Box" (OOB) conference brought by Conquest 2011.
    Conquest 2011 is the International Business Challenge and Entrepreneurship Conclave of BITS Pilani that invites most promising business startups to find the right investors and receive support of dedicated mentors.(A purely geekish sentence..which I managed to borrow from the introduction speech).OOB is a unique one of its kind.This conference has no subject..doesn't address a close community...isn't attended by a particular breed of people.As the narrator says...its motive is to capture the very essence of human spirit and to change the way life is perceived. And true to its word..it has struck a chord with me.The various speakers were Dr.Nampelumarsamy,a world famous ophthalmologist,founder of aravind eye hospital and featured in 100 most influential people in the world list in 2010...KTK Tulshi,a supreme court advocate who fought many high profile casses...Alphonse Kannan,an ex-IAS officer,was fully responsible for making kottayam India's first fully literate district(The best speaker of the day & seriously got a standing ovation)....Vasu Dixit,Composer,lyricist and Swarathma's renegade showman...Sharad Haksar,award winning ad man,revolutionary and creative photographer.
   To put it together...everyone spoke about their success story.Everyone spoke about the importance of having an out of the box thinking which by their mere nature fall on the path of inspirational lecture.Every Entrepreneurial work showcased their desire to follow the path of excellence.They had the sense of risk taking attitude which eventually made them become the best.They enjoyed their profession.They displayed passion in their work.They hade the guts to chase their dreams.They had the vision of reaching an ultimate destination.They had faith in them.They had the courage to face every challenge which blocked their way.They had the self-belief which made them to stand up to their full height when it mattered the most.They were never feared of facing obstacles...they hade the ability and talent to convert every one of those into their strengths.For all...(as the speaker says)failed entrepreneurs are far more valuable to this society.Every story depicted a long-fought-struggle.The one which lasted for years in their carriers.yet,beating them all..they were standing before us!(May be..it takes a special nerve for mattering the most!)
  Leaving the hall...I couldn't do it without appreciating their inspirational speech.I was touched enough..to walk up to the speakers and say with my full heart..."Awesome speech sir!".May be it was just one of many admiring comments which they got...but I had to complete my part in it.
  On the way back to the room...the long walk was set up by the perfect timing of fall of the dusk.The perfect Twilight strike!Then looking back at the day..I though I made the right choice by attending the seminar.Then I remembered a saying.."When you have a choice..make it count!" :)

Life Restarts...or may be it just resumed!

  Back to the campus!So far...the journey back had been miles apart from the usual ones.Leaving behind a battalion of family members trying to get a glimpse of you through the air port glass window was really hard.Not that I dont get through it every time...but this time my mom was really sad.Despair was written all over her face.Apparently,both,me and my brother left home within a short distance of time.This was really taking a heavy toll on her.Back on the way...i tried hard to analyse and comprehend my life.'The special thoughts' which would be processed by my mind every time i start the journey.May be brain has a closed box which stores all your ups and downs and plays through it when you feel like scanning your life.
   But college changes your mood.All the smiling and beaming faces screamed the enthusiasm in them.Every voice shouted out their freshness.Every face had joy packed eyes looking out for their buddies.Every action reflected their two months of happy vaccation.Every conversation ended with a grin stretching from ear to ear.Everyone seemed rejuvenated and refreshed.(May be everybody goes through the tough journey..but the first sight of friends changes your atmosphere).Everyone flashed a sense of cheerfulness for coming into the third year.
  But this time around...the consciousness of having a better carrier was hovering around.People seemed to have already taken the first steps for a bright future.This may not always involve starting the outright preparation...but the thought clarity plays the prominent role.Many of my friends were clear of picking up M.B.A or Masters or for that matter,even a job.May be...I was always bound to leave the decisive factors till the last tick of the clock.After all...if you lived all your life like a maid..one fine morning you cannot digest waking up in a King's soul.
  Everyone seems to be prepared for a battle upfront.Everyone were ready to blaze their guns at the first sound of the whistle.Everyone were filled with a packed up arsenal.I just require some time to settle down.Writing down all these..I can surely say my life is about to restart....or may be...it just resumed effectively after a long while! :)
   

The Summer sparks...

   Ah...Within two days I will be flying back to Pilani!That marks the end of the two and a half months vaccation.Unlike the usual boredom..this summer has been spent rather cheerfully.Now looking back...It has been a good productive one for me.
   I have been engrossed in reading novels through out.A good dose of fictitious characters are still revolving around my head.One day I even woke up uttering the name of one of the suspects in a murder mystery.I have started reading literature only a year back..but this summer had given me a good chance to exploit some."The Gamechangers"..."If God was a Banker"..."Hakuna Matata-Life is calling"..."Right Fit Wrong Shoe"..."Nothing can be as crazy"..."Chai for beginners"(dont let the name fool u)..."Chicken soup for soul"..."Anything for u ma'am"..."Inspector Singh investigates"..."The Winning way".I have completed them all.A good substantial work done considering my reluctance and laziness!I hope to continue my passion for reading.
   As posted earlier..I have done a summer internship.It did make a huge impact on me.The daily routine of going to office looked good for once....I know,its the freshers' anxiety.In a nutshell...I have been blossomed by the work exposure to the corporate world.
   And the obvious factor would be FIFA.I have seriously completed the manager mode(Simmed the last part though! :P).That really made my mind work on the managerial lines.I now understand ...Kenny,Alex,Wenger,Mourinho and all the managers out there..they all belong to a different breed.Reading the daily transfer gossips took away a considerable amount of time per day.I would definitely relish this time in future.
  And the best part would be for my first bike.The new CBZ Xtreme.Ah..I loved riding it.Any hint of overcast conditions with a mild rainy touch...I would go for a long drive.The picturesque atmosphere with greenery would be a treat for your eyes when you are just changing the gear from the fourth to the fifth.The experience would be a sheer bliss.I wish I could carry it to pilani (wishes doesn't always come true bro!).
  And above all..I fulfilled my long lasting wish to blog.For all u readers..this might just be one other article or may be even trash for uninterested people.But only from the experience did I know..every word coming onto this blog goes through a full time processing in the mind.Every phrase or sentence comes out from the passion to write.Not only me..I have seen several other bloggers in summer who have similar feelings.I hope to keep this blog alive in the coming months.After all...the passion needn't always show but the burning needs fueling!
  With just hours away from leaving home...I wish I could stop the clock for once.While the mixed feelings for leaving home creeps up...the same freshers' excitement still beckons me.I wish I had enough adroitness to cross the same path many times by the same emotions.But above all...I know..My future is waiting.My Life is calling! :)

Life Goes On..!!

You haven't paid your rent,
Landlord isn't much of a friend,
He wants his 50 dollars 3 cents,
Or you'll be booked for offence.
You'll be kicked out, but
Find new house, new town.
For life goes on.


Her name is Alice,
Yesterday you got your first kiss,
Today she tells it is all over,
She saw you with another miss.
Before you tell her it was your sis,
It's a bye-bye-Alice.
Alices will go but sallies will come.
Don't worry, Life goes on.


You've finally find a new job.
Good pay, not much work on the shop.
Your pocket's picked on the morning train.
"Oh my God," you'r late again.
The boss doesn't listen,says you are outta job,
You are a rolling stone again.
Don't worry they say "It can't get worse."
And Life rolls on.


Got no girl to call your own,
No job, no money, no home,
You've been searching for a bench to sleep on.
Everything's so bleak 'n forlorn.
Life's a roller coaster, with its ups and downs.
Life goes on.


There's one thing you've got to learn,
Life's full of twists and turns.
You've got to break the rocks in the hot sun,
For the tide to turn.
If there is night, there has to be dawn.
Life goes on.


Yesterday may have been shit,
Today you may be a complete misfit,
But tomorrow's a new day,
So you don't give up that weeny ray.
You've got to pray,dream,hope and move on,
Because Life goes on.


   The band's gone, the applause over, but let me reveal this is not a poem written by me. (:P)I read it in a novel and is highly fascinated by it because I wish to have similar feelings for life.Someday I wish to write this well.Someday I want to be successful despite all the obstacles and then tell myself "After all...Life goes on!!" :)

P.S(1)... I Love You !!

   P.S-1(The abbreviated version of Practice School 1) is a summer internship program of BITS,Pilani.
   I did my PS at Hyderabad Industries Ltd.A very rich cultured organisation.An out-and-out domestic leader competitor.A perfect place to nurture your skills pertained to the corporate world.I gained immense technical knowledge from the industry.I had the opportunity to interact with many professional experts and learn from them.Apart from these all...I met some 'wonderful'(the word deeply attached to our PS mates) guys.
   A guy who never really let the attention point towards him but cleverly managed to do a fantastic piece of work.May be his simplicity speaks for himself.A person who set the example by his intensified cohesiveness and modesty.An individual who was aloof.He doesn't even have a fb account.(Being a Bitsian...this is worth minding!)A person who never really mingled with us but had a special smile on his face throughout.His bright and delighted look might win innumerable hearts.A couple of guys who were ready with their witty responses every time helped me make the environment around us lively.A childhood friend whom I have met years after coming out of school.His FIFA maniacness made us bond together strongly.A distinctive group consisting of a bizarre introvert and an out of cocoon  individual.A gal who had every right to dominate others(considering the intelligence quotient) but never really sprung into action.Too calm,too composed and too attentive.May be she knew the importance of being the non-striker and letting the show being run. A hugely admired quality which I would crave for.A special mention would be for an eccentric person.The odd,unsual one who was the laugh riot.Not merely by cracking jokes but by having an out-of-the-box interactive attitude.The one who never really cared before speaking and uttered the craziest possible words sometimes leading to a huge burst of laughter and otherwise to a mere embarrassment.May be he did not have the 'mask' which others of his age have to hide the disgraceful comments from heart.May be too pure by heart or a childish immaturity.Whatever it is...I now have a set of lovely allies for the rest of my life.
   For me,P.S was a happy course.I got a bunch of close moving friends to hang out with...a gang which I desired for a long time after my close ones deserted me by moving away from Hyderabad.The agenda of giving corporate and professional exposure was more than satisfied.The matured and sensible 'me' had a chance to grow his wisdom.
   I also learned something else.When I got HIL as my intern station...many people perceived it as a wrong option.They thought..may be I could have opted for a better station.Little did they knew about what my destiny had in store for me.Now I feel,that was the best possible place for me.I could not have chosen a better platform to thrive upon.After all...Steve Jobs was right.During his commencement speech at Stanford University, he said "Dots can only be connected seeing them backwards...not forward".The outright statement would be to take the life as it comes(if u don't have an option).Destiny would take care of the rest! Love you P.S-1 !! :)

'Dada'giri..

  Sourav Chandidas Ganguly.By all means...the main person who needs to be accredited for  revolutionizing the Indian cricket.The one who led the team not merely by managing..but by leading.Off the ground..his humbleness itself could easily attract millions of followers.On the pitch..he was a class apart.He had a square drive to die for.He was termed the "God of Off side".He had a strong fighter-cum-champion attitude.He was the one who drove us into the final of 2003 World Cup.In various occasion, I was awe struck for his brave and fearless decisions.If not for his decision to declare the innings and take up a chance to bowl out Aussies at Eden gardens,Kolkata  in a test match in 2001(The same one in Which laxman scored 281) the perception of a win would never have changed in the Indian cricket scenario.I also recollect another act of Lord's balcony.
  It was the natwest Series Final in 2002.India vs England.I remember England scoring a huge score of 325(In those days anything above 300 was a tough target).Viru and Dada were off for a flying start.They had a century partnership.All of our family members were watching it joy fully(But dad wanted news channel :P).Things were looking pretty good.But then..the typical Indian batting order had a tale.They were habituated to fall together.And in no time..all the five special batsmen's were back in the pavilion.Just then atmosphere had changed.The match was supposedly over.(hardly minutes back..we were jumping over every boundary scored..but now disappointed faces were evident..no body in house spoke anything.By now..we had prepared to watch the full match) The world hardly knew that relatively inexperienced Yuvraj and Kaif were ready to fight the battle of their life.They had a show under their sleeve.Suddenly they started to build the innings.Tension surrounded every ball being bowled.(Frequently..camera turned towards ganguly..who was seen biting his nails and sitting with his legs on the balcony support).Things changed in no time.(When I called my friends, I gotta knew that no one was watching it and every one responded surprisingly when I told them the score..obviously..i was happy that I dint miss anything).Just then..Yuvraj top edged a catch to a fielder at short-fine leg at a score of 69.I was horrified of imagining a twist in the penultimate stage.But Kaif ensured a smooth finish. India won the match of an over-throw with few balls still remaining.(Kaif dived in for the first run..but the second run was easy)Then..the long silence erupted everywhere..in the house and in the stadium.We were jumping in amusement.Then...I saw Ganguly taking his shirt off and celebrating.Like that of a king enjoying after winning a war.He had his own expression.One of the finest pictures to store in your life-long memory.Whatever it may be...that moment will be enshrined by every Indian.
   By this time...the royal Bengal tiger had collected enough fans.May be he had a special link with Lord's.(Like what Kumble had to Feroz shah Kotla)He also made his test debut there and scored a century in it.
  For all the beautiful memories and trophies...for all the successful endeavors...for all the mesmerizing square drives....  Happy B'day Sourav Chandidas Ganguly!! :)

If Telugu media covered EPL !!!

  For the past few days every Telugu news channel was busy stitching up special stories and programs.Be it Botsa becoming the new PCC Chief or the Telangana MLA's plan for resigning.Some shows were really awful and could not conclude a point even after Innumerable cues.I wondered what would happen if they all covered the prestigious English Premier League.
   Like what sakshi TV does to Y.S.Rajashekhar Reddy...flower's showering on his photo at the top corner of the screen...will Ferguson's photo stand beside a huge number 19?.TV9's Ravi Prakash would have conducted a meeting with Kenny and Ancelloti(I know he is sacked) over the Torres's transfer request with phone calls coming from Liverpudlians all over the world when Roman Abramovich is present on live Video Conference(Too busy a person to come down to studio).Will ETV2 conduct a forum calling all Soccer Pundits to discuss about Wenger's inner thoughts to contain Fabregas even after the repeated saga every season.Will the cartoonists make a mockery of Joe cole after he was termed the "New Messiah" and now hardly finding a place on the bench.The clipping "Emi setu ra linga" would show a widened Harry Redknapp's face emphasizing his comments to retain Luka Modric and Gareth Bale in a paradoxical way.Today being Aquilani's B'day...the heading might have sounded "The big shot returns!".Would the special 30 minutes show sound like "Will King Kenny uphold the trust of LFC to bounce back...Is Andre Villa Boas the right person to justify his job...Will Arsene Wenger finally splash cash...What are Fergie's intentions behind spending big...Stay tuned to listen to all these".The special flick Rahasyam would drill on Dalgish's objective of securing midfielders 400% surplus to requirements.Y.S Jagan might have invested in Blackburn Rovers and using publicity in his channel (Special presentations on Samba,Robinson and Roberts once in every hour), he would have convinced the entire state that it is the best franchise in the league.(Don't laugh...he his capable of doing it).The hot discussion would be on Villa Boas becoming the youngest premier league manger.TV9 would run sms polls asking "Will Sir Alex Ferguson ever retire??...send your option y/n to 57557" (:P). On 28/05/12..will their show's title be "The Day Lionel Messi raped Manchester united".(I know...too offensive a title)
  I cant imagine it to happen.Game's charm and dignity is to be maintained.
Thank god...Telugu media doesn't cover English Premier League. !! :)

The Dawn effect...

   Long back, when I was watching "Bachna Ae Haseeno", one dialogue struck a chord with me.When Deepika says " लोग sunrise और sunset को देख कर इतना philosophical क्यों बन जाते हे ! "I had my own experiences with sunrise.My philosophy grew from a saying.

   When I was in my 10th standard I was admitted into hostel.Considering the fact that I was a big nerd ,(no way you can imagine me that way now :P) I always sought solace in inspirational sayings.Like all good schools even my school had inspirational and enlightening poems hanged on the corridors.Daily morning around 6:30, while moving towards the study hours,I stopped by my principal's chamber.On the top of the door,a beautifully portrayed writing hanged.I used to devote 5 minutes of time every day to read it.(As I used to be among the meritorious students..my warden never really held strict restrictions on me.I had the advantage of being myself :P) Reading it during the sunrise had even more charm.Somewhere deep,it lets your heart to blossom.Now,I may not remember the entire composition but the ending verse stayed with me for long time.It goes like "Life's battle doesn't always goes to the fastest or the strongest...but it goes to the person who thinks he can win it". Till date,I recollect it every time I fell I am falling back.This saying is a priced asset in my mind.Every day which started with this morning activity stayed bright.May be,that's how my mind worked.(It was a sort of a flying start to a day)One day,while the whole batch left for class rooms,I was alone standing there.My chief warden saw me.He glared at me.(I was feeling little awkward...obviously you don't want others to think you seek inspiration...It is something everybody need but no body wants to reveal it).He came down to me and read it.He smiled but this time,little cleverly.He asked me "Do u like it?".I said "Yes...I feel inspired" (Instantly I swore at myself...cant you hold back ).He politely replied "Nice...it will take you a long way...Now its time..go to class".On my way back,I grinned.I was not expecting that from him.I was feeling far more relaxed.May be, everyone will have their own story of developing their attitude and character.A part of mine was just out.Seeing up,I had realized that sun was shining bright.

   Coming back to the present...I have now gone through a nostalgic trip down my memory lane.May be...every dawn will have an effect !! :)

There is light at the end of every tunnel...

   Through out the childhood I have heard many people say "Always be confident...never be over confident". Very few spoke about the actual difference.In their words, if you could repeat your achievements they spoke high about your morale else they blamed your over confidence.After all...we are living in a result driven world.
This argument could always come down to the  perennial debate of "Ends vs Means".Let me leave it for some other day.Coming back, many times I thought about that minute difference which separated those feelings.It was always the happiness assosiated with the success which let your confidence go high and Happiness will never come to you when some one gifts it.It was to be perceived.(This post will drift away from here...i recognised it only after writing completely)
    I have a peculiar friend who I always thought was an Introvert.Initially,we did nothing more than formally greeting each other.One day he looked upset (he never really smiled a lot..but that day i could make it out).I just sat with him.He suddenly started speaking in a pathetic tone "This life is getting miserable.Not because I lacked success.But i am unable to enjoy it.When ever i was extremely satisfied with a result, things turned away.Just when I feel I am happy, petty issues disturb me.No two consecutive things are related.Impressive academic performance, winning the Essay writing competition,good pat from a teacher brings a grin on my face. (Yeah..he was a nerd) But the annoying comments from batch mates,frequent quarrels in home is hitting me hard.Above all...the fact of handful friends is eating me.Never did I do harm to any one.Just that I am reserved and shy.No one really cares about the inner me.The real person inside is being deserted.I have just learned to live along with it.But today something is hurting me" Suddenly I was taken back.I never saw him speak so much.I consoled him and tried to induce strength.He left with a smile (Company of a friend on a 'low' day is really good...:) ).I thought about him.His problems were a bit trivial (at least I thought so). But he was in terrible pain.I thought,may be he needed to prioritize his needs.I still spent time trying to figure out what went wrong with him but could not come out with a response.
       We became good friends.But went in different ways for our further studies.Long after,I met him.This time, he was changed.He had a shining smile on his face.He gave me a high-five. His words were full of happiness.After talking for enough time, I simply asked him about his change.He grinned. (May be he expected this from me).He quoted a famous dialouge "Yeh dil jo he...bada darpok he yaar...usey Bewakoof bane ke rakho...Life me kithni bi badi problem ho...usey bolo...Koi bath nai chachu...ALL IZZ WELL" I observed him with a smile.He too flashed a smile of spark.Then I asked "Did that dialouge change u?". He quickly responded "Every knows it.But Aamir khan explained it convincingly".We burst out into laughter.That  encounter with him was short and crisp.But its essence was made.
      Later that night, I was tossing in my bed.He said the factor of his change very smartly.I knew, his emotional character always lies deep inside him.His perceived feelings haunted him for years.But he has managed to get along with it.Now,he has justified his heart.His life was heading in a better direction.With high intellectual quotient and bright attitude...there was no stopping him.A shy,reserved,sorrowful person now has a smile to die for.He is now the cool dude with extreme happiness.I went to sleep thinking "There is light at the end of every tunnel". :)
       

Not always you outsmart with your guile or probably....can u??

    This is my first post related to cricket.The game which every Indian is obsessed with.

    Yesterday, I was going through some websites to order some novels. There i saw an add saying "Do u think you are smart enough...Click here".Obviously, I knew it was a spam link.Considering my poor history ( had to format my system for clicking on a spam link), I warned myself not to move the cursor anywhere near it.As per human psychology, u think more about the things you don't want to do.I was no exception.Soon, my mind went back to think deep about "The smartest person". My mind flashed a name.I dint have a clue about how that name came up.My answer was Anil Kumble. Yeah..I typed it right.The Indian bowling great was my response.

             By the time i started watching cricket he has already taken 10 wickets in an innings.Right from Day One he was a star for me.Later when I saw Shane Warne bowl, I was confused about the way Leg spin was perceived.

Kumble's ball never turned beyond 10 degrees(I am being conservative with this figure). But still, he picked wickets at ease. Batsmen were always troubled by him.Through out the decade, he provided the break through when India needed it most.He was the spear head of our attack.His repertoire wasn't huge.But he still used length & bounce and varied it effectively enough to outsmart the batsman.But...he did for 18 long years!!! He did that through out his carrier.He did that every time he came out to ball.Did no batsman ever find it??Or was he clever enough to outsmart them too.He had something more.His work ethic was supported by a brave warrior attitude.The world had a glimpse of it when he came out to bowl against West Indies with a broken jaw.

    That day is still clear in my head.That match had come during my summer vacation.Usually 10 was my bed time but that day I decided to watch that day's play(night in India) along with my Cousin(I was too scared to be awake alone at night time...My cousin was way elder than me...Now he has a 3 year old kid). India started off well with good overnight score and placed a huge first innings total.Kumble got his jaw broken in that innings when Mervon Dillon bowled an awesome Bouncer.Just when WI started their batting my cousin fell asleep(He made sure I wasn't scared of being awake for some more time).Just when the Hosts batting was looking good to pile up a good score, I lost my interest.I was about to sleep.Then something strange happened.Anil Kumble came out to bowl with a bandage around his Head and Chin.I watched eagerly.I knew something was about to happen.Just then Kumble got Lara.That was a clear LBW.I nearly shouted out of joy (But still no one woke up).That was an amazing sight to watch in a LIVE match.That was a courageous display of sportsmanship.That was something which would be immortal in every Indian's heart.Next day, when my cousin inquired about the wicket...I explained it to him with lot of cheer, the elated me was in full swing( :) ).Then I read an Interview in which Kumble quoted something like "I knew I had to get a surgery done.It would do no harm if i went to bowl...as I did not have the option to opt out of surgery.Most important part was...My Team needed my services.I had to deliver".That was Heroic.Sir Viv Richards acknowledged it as one of the bravest things he'd seen on the field of play.

    That Day I felt proud.I saw something which would not happen often.At the same time,I felt inspired.

         By the time my mind was back in reality, it had traveled a lot.The only thing which struck my head was "Not always you outsmart with your guile or probably...can u??" :)

The Tag Line...

     Most of u might wonder seeing the description of the blog "Three feet from Gold".With the intentions of the title already being explained,its time for this phrase.Let me confirm, this is no catchy line trying to attract people.It digs deep inside my heart. This was a phrase which my dad told me when i was probably in my 3rd standard. It came all the way through my journey all these years. I sought solace in this saying when ever i felt like quitting. I even made a print out of it and kept it in front of my study table. I took inspiration from it every day.
    Well...the actual saying is "Golden mine under a depth of three feet".The initial version which my dad told me was, "long back, a person went on to buy some lands when he heard that there was a golden mine under it.Then he started digging it.Even after going deep inside the earth, he did not find trace of any gold existing. Unable to digest his temporary defeat(in the miner's version), he decided to sell the land and ended up selling it at half the original price.Then the new owner dug just three feet and became a billionaire over night.So the former stopped his search when he was just three feet from gold. He lost a golden fortune out of anger, out of frustration, out of agony". The moral sunk deep in my head.Never let your hard work go in vain, thinking you have been let down.
    When i grew up, i read the actual version."A person,probably named Darby(vague memory of mine),after weeks of labor found a shining ore. For taking it out he needed machinery...he needed money. He informed about his discovery to his relatives and neighbors. They funded him.The first car of ore was mined and sent.They knew they would be rich in no time. They would be free of debts. Then came the twist in the tale. As the drill went down, they did not find any more ore.They still desperately drilled, but their efforts were not rewarded.Finally, they decided to quit. They sold the machinery to a lay man.This man was not so dumb.He called in a professional engineer and asked him to do so calculations. Engineer advised him to proceed the drilling in a direction perpendicular to the previous drilling.His calculations showed up and found gold in just THREE FEET." What did Darby lack? He lacked the will to seek counsel. He lacked the intentions of optimizing goals by seeking expert opinion.
    Now i feel,actually my dad explained me the first version to make me feel more responsible.Both the versions had a moral, an important moral.Whatever it may take, never let your hard work's fruits to be eaten by some one else. Your life's journey will be smooth with out any repents. :)

Kick Off

This blog is my first initiative to make sure every thought converts into an action. At least by writing it.
     Till date, i have always been a casual guy trying to enjoy the life's journey. A little too enthusiastic, a bit more expressive, fun loving humorous person. A great fan of Harsha Bhogle & Steve jobs. Because their mantra "Follow your heart to be successful" echoes in my mind every time i sit down to make a decision. This may be the basic funda of every one but i value it more because i learned it far too lately.
     Deep inside, I always thought, every person in this world will have a different personality or at least a part, which might differ from what is being exhibited. May be that inner voice was never given a chance to speak. It was suppressed in the fear of insecurity. It was  held back for the concern of being embarrassed. Even I belong to the same breed. The touch-me-not version of my mind bumps into me every now and then. I want the long silence to be broken. I want to speak my heart through this blog. May be these lines are bit too dramatic for my  way of life but that's the truth. I always wanted to own a blog , for various reasons, but this one forms its core. And officially...i now kick off !! :)