In memory of: Swatantryaveer Vinayak Damodar Savarkar....A legend...

Everyone remembers When Gandhi was born and died....just because we get a vacation for his parents' mistake and his enemy's good job...but no one remembers the real great man like Swatantryaveer Vinayak Damodar Savarkar..
Today is Savarkar's death anniversary..but no one seems to care..its a real bad thing..and its real bad luck on our side....
we are unlucky, and the time has proven this fact time and again...
Savarkar was never considered great by gandhi ..just because he was the lone man to challenge Gandhi's plan of Congress govt after english...He got the punishment of sayin truth..u guys wont believe..this man was jailed after independence...for...a bizarre reason..Pak PM's visit..
this is a thing to be ashamed of..Nehru did this to the man..who spent his best years of life in Andaman..
he was a man who challenged British when they declared him two lifetime jails...he had said then..i dun think u can carry on for that long..
such was a man who was hated so much by nehru...that his friendly advice of increasing military was whipped away by nehru in words..that He(Savarkar) was warthirsty...and nehru paid the price when china attacked india within no time...and we lost miserably...such was the man with foresight...
His only fault was that he didnot die in freedom fight...and destiny had many bitter moments for him in his own country...
today sparingly people know him and his great deeds...
People like manishankar aiyyar remove his sayings from andaman...who is this manishankar..what has he done...has he spent even 10 hrs in cellular jaill Savarkar spent his 10 yrs there...
he was so progressive that he denied the Chaturvarnya system in Hindus and built a temple with nonbrahmin pujaris...
this man in a controversial statement said that Cow is not goddess it is just a useful animal...no body had courage to say this in front of conservative Hindus..but he said...not even the self proclaimed great Gandhi could say this to Hindus...gandhi always backed Chaturvarnya whereas Savarkar opposed it...
Describing Savarkar's deeds will take me many incarnations...
Removing his sayings from walls or purposely not remembering him will not fade his greatness...but its my duty to remember him..and try to follow the bright path shown by him...
He is the inspiration of my life and may he be the inspiration of whole nation...
Jay Swatantryaveer Savarkar...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The Art of Saying No!

Some days ago i had gone to Lower Parel for my medical checkup..and then while coming back..i had to stand in ticket queue as i did not hav a return ticket..and a when i was about to reach the window...a man came from side and asked the person who was ahead of me to take his ticket too...and the person refused to do so...i was surprised...then he asked me and i dint know how..but even i refused...the man was annoyed and went away to go to the last position in the row...
the man ahead of me turned back and said.."saale line nahi laganeki inko..seth hai na.."
it got me kicked back into past...when i was in 11th..new to trains..just two minths into local trains..and someday i had to go to dadar...and my college pass was upto parle..so i had to buy a ticket..and i was standing in line...when i was about to reach window...a woman came to me asking me to get her two tickets to santacruz...i was so small and was new to this stuff i couldnt refuse...and i took the money and bought her tickets too...it was her two single tickets to santacruz and my return for dadar...and i gave her tickets and returned her money and was pretty happy with myself that i had done something good in the morning so there will be something good waiting for me in the day...the woman and son had left..and now i glanced at my ticket and i was shocked to see that..i had given them my ticket and i retained one single ticket to santacruz...i ran like mad through the overbridge to go the platform quickly and started finding them...i was so annoyed with myself...when i was tired and had given up..i found them standing at end of platform waiting for their train..i went to them and told them my idiotic story and took back my ticket...i was so relieved...i dunno whether i succeded in watever i was goin for in Dadar...but i came to know how inability to say no can cost you high...
there was another incident..i was in a shop to buy somethin...i was in 12th or around that age..so i was small...and i had never before gone to such big shop without my mom and dad...and i saw some items..now it was my misbelief that whenever u see something in the shop..u ought take somethin from there..otherwise it doesnt look good...and when the shopkeeper pressurised me by showing many varieties i couldnt say no..and though i had decided to buy somethin else from some other place..i unnecessarily bought something from the shop...and after that obviously i recd some Prasad from my mom and dad..
the art of saying no can really cost you high..this was another chapter in my lesson for life...and third and conclusive chapter came when i was doing my fest...when we were negotiating for artist fees for pronites...the party was trying to pressurise us for higher fees..but i wasnt really comfortable with the fees..but as i was this bad with saying no...i was not able to tell them no on face...fortunately..i had two guys with me who were firm enough so my job was easier...and finally we succeded...
when this thing passed i decided to change myself..i started by saying no to some grocers around then to some big shops...and then finally this railway station incedence came..when i always become uncomfortable as i remember the woman incident...and the person ahead of me gave me the power to say no by his firm no...this was the effect on me that i suddenly came out of my shell and could firmly resist...
these people are really shrewd as they pick only those who are vulnerable..they know exactly who cant say no...this is another art...but in this post we are discussing only Art of Saying No...
so i just advice u all that i am n the verge of getting mastery in it...so u guys also start practising it..it is of immense help in outer world..expecially after our college days are over...!!!!!!!!

No SPACE for me..

India have won..Rahul Dravid is proving to be the best captain and thats the only soothing thing for me...otherwise its all goin as it goes on...
Last week was SPACE 2006...by my juniors..i did it last time and it was alright...this time they atleast showed it to be big...i suppose the amount was same but they invested in things that were more of a show off things and we invested in facilities...such as good id cards lunch and decor...these people invested everything in Pronites...
each case has its own merits and demerits but finally it isnt the merits or denerits but it comes down to personal satisfaction and i think as i was satisfied immensely, these people must also be satisfied...
and for me..i wasnt there for two days just because of my sore back and some guests in the house..but the main reason was my sore back and it gives me an immensely hurting feeling when i see someone dancing and enjoying whereas i just cannot do the same because of my back..
wat an irony is this..in first three years i never thought of dancing and enjoying..but after lst years SPACE i had decided that in last year there will be no holds barred for me...and i will dance the hell out of myself..but this time in both techno and SPACE i just couldnt dance...
In JAL nite i was watching all my classmates ..dancing and enjoying..they had made a huge circle in which the all danced ..turn by turn..but my turn wud never come...and there was no SPACE for me..

An outing to remember!

One life...very boring and tough...and no changes visible...a partially handicapped dude and an equally handicapped college life..and suddenly there is life on the scene...like Rahul Dravid coming on to bat on a bowler friendly pitch with India 0-1 chasing 310 in two days...enough of encryption..lets come to the point...
I as everyone knows am still suffering from my mysterious injury and maybe from last two years for something or the other reason i have wasted my each and every vacation in either the bed or in the GS room and seen nothing except the TV and some very irritating people....but here was i ..i by chance gave IBSAT 2005(ICFAI Business School Admission Test...huh) and cleared it and i recd a call from them for Interview and Micro Presentation....i at first site ignored the invitation...because it was in Hyderabad and i never even in my wildest imagination wudhv thought of going to hyd just for an interview.
but i think dad knew exactly wat i was suffering from and he said..well son u havent gone out all these days...and i think its a good chance for goin out and have some good time..
but as usual my backpain and stuff was blocking me from thinking of goin...but dad this time was very very generous with me and he offered me airsafari....i was just abt to dance but i couldnt...but there was only one condition...watever maybe the outcome of interview..i shd give my hundred percent..and i agreed....
I am not much of a travel lover..but very thought of sitting in a plane and flying high above the world drove me into craziness...i usually started imagining abt the air travelllhow it wud feel high up in the air..suddenly the incidence had the child in me awakened...
then finally the day came...11th of feb..i was prepared with my presentation and all and i left for airport with dad as he had suggested i we had taken minimum luggage so that tht cud be taken as cabin baggage...and we reached airport...on tht day there was Ind Pak match. when i entered airport we took the boarding passes and a big TV screen confronted me..i was still new to the airport atmosphere and this thing increased my respect towards airport....i was like an alien on tht airport atmosphere...it was my first time to get acquainted with the cosmetic atmosphere..everyone trying to show themselves more serious than others....
there are announcements made on it like railway station..but those announcements were very clear unlike railway station....
but still i like the railway station atmosphere..people chatting chanting laughing screaming doing nething...porters running here and there...reserved bogie, unreserved bogie..all in all a colourful atmosphere..
here on airport no one really cares who are goin to be their co travellers..nothin..everyone reading business times or some eng newspaper..
everyone had faces so straight that it can be treated as a still photograph..
then came the security check...i was detected with metal..then i showed them my title belt...they allowed me to go through...
i was watching match on the tv when announcement was made for my flight...i left with dad in a bus...that bus took me to the flight and..........
I boarded my first aeroplane....
Air Sahara boeing....i was greeted with a sweet airhostess..." welcome aboard sir, what is ur seat no?"
i couldve donated half my property to just listen to tht voice for lifetime...but i had to control lookin at her..dad was with me...
i sat down on my seat..unfortunately..i dint get a window seat..and as the rule says..the person most inside comes the latest...and a woman of around 35 with her 2 yr old daughter came when the gangway was maximum rushed...we somehow got her in...and then finally settled...for next 1 hr..i was watching swift movements of the sweet airhostess..and cute movements of the small girl...i ate some good breakfast and could have a glimpse of outer world from neighbouring window... flight reached hyderabad...while landing i wore the earplugs..u know the pressure inside and outside is diff and blah blah...while leaving plane..that sweet airhostess was saying bye and i was very much unhappy not to even know her name...
we left for the hotel from airport...one thikng to mention..Hyd rickshaws dun use meters they use wits to fuck newcomers..
we were robbed off rounabout 45 rs for a travel of just 2 kms....nevertheless we learnt a lesson and reached the hotel...
the hotel was in secunderabad and was a good hotel...non ac rooms were just fabulous with great cleanliness and Tv and all facilities..and fare was good too...
tht day i spent in hotel room watching the entire match and post match analysis....and then in the night we went for a roaming in secunderabad...
secunderabad is a beautiful city with good roads and nice shops which made me remember of mumbai's good parts..we ate in a somewhat small hotel...the foo was very hot...they use chillis like we use salt...but all in all..it was normal...
and that night i read something which icfai had provided me with...i wanted to live up to my parents' expectations....
i got up early as we had to reach there at around 7...we had called a cab...the hotel people told us that it was the best way as autos will fuck u in the morning and keep u just circling around the city...and it was a good decision as we came to know how good the cab was and a reasonable amount was taken...
we were early i thought as we reached at around 640 but hell...we were too late as my row was around 10th with 20 people each in row...i registered and had to wait for 3 hrs to go into my presentations...
a very boring director's address some south indian dishes in breakfast and a long long wait...before i came to know who all were there with me in my grp...a beautiful girl and a bunch of dudes all like me...but they were all from diff areas..one from delhi..one from gaziabad and one from bangalore but the wavelengths were matching immensely...we all became frnds within no time...
preentation went well and then the fate came into picture..the interview panel where i was randomly sent had a man with electrical background....he fucked me royally with electrical stuff...but when he started off with Gk it was my turn to pay back...
and i suppose that gave me admit into their best centre...Hyderabad...
i was happy but the only factor of concern was its fees..still i have time to think..lesse how things go...
but the next thing was that night i travelled in AP ST buses...they are quite good...but much better are their fares...
then i roamed around secunderabad and hyd in happiness....people are good...much like pune mumbai crowd...some helping some stiff...only diff is that in 10 persons 4 are momedian...saw the telugu film posters..tried to read some newspapers...i was trying to enjoy these little moments..which i never know will return or not...i was satisfied that i got the best as my parents were happy...and all in all i went to sleep satisfied that night with some really good food in a good veg hotel....
next morning it was Indian Airlines Airbus flight.....
nothing to say abt that...as the minimum age of airhostesses in Indian Airlines rules in 40...so my mouth shut abt the....only good things were i got a window seat and food was much better than air sahara....and a feeling of luckiness as just one day before air sahara pilots had gone for strike so i had escaped the hassle...
in an hour we landed in mumbai....
a really memorable outing of my life had ended with good memories with it... i dunno whether i will go to hyd or not...but this was the best thing for me....
i was most satisfied at the end of it...and i happily began to face my frustrated life with the doubled vigour once again....

NOTICE!!!!

hello readers..
i know according to some people...the bests posts on my blog ever made some of u come here...
but i am sorry to say i have removed my posts for certain reasons...
the reasons being kept undisclosed ..i am very sorry to say tht it gave me lot of pains doin tht...
but u know...i din want my blog to become a sentimental comments' playground...
well...dudes..
i got through With ICFAI interview and got the best centre(HYD) ...
and yeah Dhoni kicked Hard asses...and its INDIA INDIA and INDIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
so cheers ...
and yes...sorry for the trouble...but i think it was clever on Sanjay Gupta's behalf that he changed oldboy's story and diluted it harshly..
because if he wud hav got 'SUCH' viewers..he wud hav also taken his film back from cinemas!!!!!!!

Medical Checkup!

Yesterday was TCS Medical Checkup day for some of us aspiring(!) software engineers. we were to report at the pathlab with nothing in our stomachs. so we all decided to meet at the railway station in the morning...the fast from morning started to show on some of us..people were losing tempers for virtually nothing and yes also for something...a friend came late and someone lost temper and this was repeated in the train for nothing so it was fast effect alright.
somehow we reached the venue on time....forms to fill up..... a chick to watch and some jokes to remove the tightness in atmosphere... one by one we were called up by the chick and told the sequence of tests to be carried out. we all were scattered in the sequence and consequently on the final destination we came together....this last stop had four tests and a TV room alongside the venue...the majority was the aspiring engineers there...and remaining two three were normal patients...
we did everything there...changing tv channels w/o seeking liking of others...saw some HOT channels and also some TELEBRANDS action just for laughter....no one was caring where we were.....and for what we had gone there....some hard comments on Heroines and Heroes and also some jokes(!)....
the normal patients had a plenty of entertainment..not by TV but just by the buzz created by us....The Pathlab crew wasnt amused to see this..i think this was every year's thing...finally we all carried out all the tests with just a tea and four biscuits given by TCS and we left the pathlab with meagrly filled stomachs....and now we had to go through more hard work....sustaining the search for a hotel in hard hitting sun...some more loss of tempers witnessed our journey to the hotel and the hotel staff witnessed some more of action from the Aspiring Engineers....
then it was a long journey back home..as we had to leave alone to our destinations...one frnd got to do some more tests and i really feel for him....its gonna be hard to come back alone and take the tests...anyways..wishing good luck to him and signing off....with a big BABA KI JAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!