Strictly About me

Enough of poetry, reviews and other nonsense over here. Now something strictly about me .

Truth, Honesty and Love .
Three words which echo the most in this pseudo emotional world, but only the person who has actually gone their way, knows the pain and joy which lies there in. Add to this the determination to take the hitherto undiscovered path. If that's not sufficient, then keep adding to it the courage and desire to serve the motherland and you will start getting a bleak picture of what I am.

Life has never been an easy path for me, nor I have ever wanted or allowed it to be.Strange and mystic things appeal me, as much as the simple and beautiful ones but what beholds me is surely Truth Honesty and Love. I m a poet by heart and otherwise also. I have received the extreme love and extreme hatred of people around me, but thankfully never went unnoticed.

You may feel I am talking too much of me. Well what else should you ideally expect in this about me column? You are free to discontinue and I also advise the same, esp if you took less than 25 seconds to read this far.

Continued….

My desires are as diverse as the traditions of our country and as old as no more than 21 years. Finally I have been successfully able to classify them as core desires and the covering desires. The complexities increases so much that the difference between Core and Covering is often not visible. I think the real challenge of life is not as much to full fill your desires as much it is too differentiate between the Core and Cover.Emotions are the bed rock of life, and govern all it's activities and direction. Some would agree, others won't. I have held views of both sides, though followed the latter way.

Back to Basics
I like and support all those of us, who .......(continued as earlier)

3 Mistakes of My Life

"Love, Sex, Passion, Foreign locations, Patriotism and High intensity Action." Chetan Bagat's latest 3 Mistakes of My Life has everything that could qualify a Hindi Movie to be Complete Masala flick.

Add to this Cricket, Religion, Friendship, Betrayal, Suicide and Miracles.

There is nothing more you could ask for while reading any Novel.

This time there are 3 guys and as always one sweet, charming and daring girl called Vidya, like Neha of Five point Someone or Priyanka of One night @ Call Centre. I wonder why Chetan's girls are always so adventurous,venturous, undaunted and all that you seldom see in real life.

Then amongst the 3 guys one is the narrator, Govind. but for the First time Chetan's narrator is Cool, Calm, Composed someone who acts like a Leador (totally in contrast to tomgue tied Hari of FPS1 or damped Shyam of ON@CC.
The other guys include "Omi" - the son of a priest- impulsive and a sort of

follower. Ish/Ishant - Undaunted, heroic, emotional - a higher version of
Ryan.

Now the plot goes like this:

The guys esp. Narrator starts a buisness. After a couple of failures , they

succeed. Ishant discovers a national treasure in a 12 Year old poor Muslim

boy. What so special about the boy? well, the boy can respond to a

stimuli in less than 1/10 of a normal human being. Some thing quite

unrealistic. never mind so the boys goes on hitting Sixes on even the best

of pace attack.

SO our three heroes pledge to make boy a national Cricketer. The poor

muslim, who has no future in India ends up getting a Lavish deal from

Australians. In a breath holding scene(like that pakistani Masjid scene in

Gadar movie) he declares:

" It's Ok if I dont become a player, but not Ok if I am not an Indian..No I

dont want to be Australian in my next life.Even if I have a hundered next

lives, I want to be Indian in all of them. "


In between, the cool narrator after dozens attempts by Vidya ( the sweet

girls and sister of Ishant) finally falls in her love and ends up doing the

forbidden, the day she turns 18, in her room, right above her mothers

kitchen blowing whisltes of Pressure Cooker,Brothers TV room. Fathers

Drawing room. The forbidden acts are repeated till the 'P' word and 'A'

word emerge in picture.

And Now the Action:

Godhara Incident.
Muslims burn alive Hindus Kar Sewaks in Train.
Gujrat explodes.

And remember our beloved little national tresure was a Muslim. So he

becomes a target of a wild Mob pledged to torch him alive.
To his rescue we have our three heroes.

Govind-the Narrator, buisnessman.
Omi- the son of leador of mob.
Ishant-the cricketer, the hero.

A high intensity action follows. 3 young boys brave 40 something mob.
It reminds of Gadar Movie. Ishant who had ran away from NDA several

years ago, comes out as a real Warrior with real blood in his veins.
The Climax is awsome. It actually hold ur breath and you can't even bat ur eyelid.

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Give me a Reason

(Height of Negativism : This also happens )

Someone who laughed without a reason was termed as nonsense. What about those who live their whole life without a reason? Give me a break..I cant do that ..There has to be a reason for our survival?

Or the reason is obvious? Is the reason just to survive? If so, why?
And If not, then is it Money, Spouse, Status, Power, some better known words but mere ingredients of again survival.

Or to serve our parents, this country, the society, someone special whom we love..

Before that:

What is love?

An intricate amalgam, metamorphism and expression of some basic(selfish) needs of a person Food, Shelter, Sex, Security.


Mind it You are instinctly programmed (by nature) to love your parents just because they have provided you with Food, Shelter and Security.
The same for your country and society.
And unfortunately even worse for the person you proudly claim to be your true love.


Back to reason :

Last left is God. To serve God.

What is God?

1) When man did nt have answers to some of his questions,
2) When man wanted to impose a way of life for the fellow beings,
3) When man doubted his strength to crack his difficulties,

he invented the Concept of God.

Conclusion:

Awaited:


Dated: June 10, 2008

Profile so far

My Orkut Profile so far looked like this:

Big Fight
Channel [V]
with VJ Gill/ Tanveer

Timings:- Somewhere in November

Contents: Final round :- Group Discusion / Panel Discussion
Thomso '07
IITR
Dated: Nov 07
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


No more teen now

Teen age has finally come to an end,
A seven year old era,
Which was welcomed with huge curiosity,
Lived with unmatched enthu…
And finally ended with a great hopes for future..
A saga of deep friendship, anger, dislike, hatred and love…


Life brings with itself greater responsibilities, greater opportunity
And also deeper and louder pains…

What shall be there, is almost impossible to predict….
still will hope for the best…

Dated_: 03 jan 07

Note: New Mobile no: 9410164877





Finally settled...
Yeah..
After going throgh a period of rigrous instability..
From Civil Pantnagar to 17 SSB,
National Defence Acadmey(NDA) to NIT, Hamirpur; n PEC 2..
n n a really close encounter with
Thapar(TIET)....
i m now finally settled and shall b continuing at Pantnagar, but with
Computer Engineering
....

Thank you
all my friends and people,
for all kind of ur direct and indirect support...

dated: Aug, 06
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I Like and Support ;

I like and support all those of us, who love their country, whatsoever their caste, religion, state and political affinity may be. I firmly believe that we have the right, duty and full logics for belong proud of and loving this country, particularly for two streams of reasons

1) We belong to it and vice versa.
2) and more important, it’s worth being proud of

Here I shall briefly explain, the second point.

i) There may be countries like Switzerland, may be more acknowledged world wide for their natural beauty coupled with excellent man made management,
ii) There may be countries like US or Russia, which may have so called mightier forces* backed by stealthier economies,
iii) There may be countries like China which may boast of having equally rich religious background and knowledge of philosophies,
iv) There may be countries like Greece which may cite examples of having more historic places on their map,
v) There may be countries which may boast of having contributed to a greater extent to the initial knowledge of man
vi) There may be countries which may boast of fetching most advanced and unheard technologies almost everyday
And so on….

But I am sure there is no other country, which may have performed substantially well in each of the above fields..
And apart from all this,their is no country on this earth except ours, which has believed so extensively in Diversity and accepted, enforced and adapted it to it’s everyday life.

All debates are welcomed.

As far my political view is concerned, I would not like to drag it here except confessing that I am interested in it to a great extent and can be amused for hours talking about it. It’s not at all a dry topic, atleast for me. Also take note of this that my conception of Politics excludes all those childish politics in hostels or housing colonies etc. I otherwise hate politics at this level.

My whole profile is somewhat under construction or still better,under renovation or still much better, towards a new avatar ‘Incarnation’. Hopefully, will take a month’s time…

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Source: Unknown..
Destination: Not Clear

Wen I saw u,
I was afraid 2 talk 2 u,
Wen I talked 2 u..
I was afraid 2 hold u,

When I hold u…
I was afraid 2 luv u
Now dat I luv
I’m afraid 2 lose u
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I died wen u left me..
But I lived 4 d few months u luvd me..
Until dere were u,
I cried myself 2 sleep
While I had u,
I fell asleep vd a gentle smile on my face
B4 I lost u,
I worried myself 2 sleep..

Now dat I know u r gone
I sit up at night, waiting 4 u 2 cum back

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