God is there for you.

Thing to remember is that God is there for you,

He favors the one, who is always true,

For him you are among the wonderful few,

He’ll make sure with all his force,

That to your worries you bid an adieu.

Don’t listen to what others have to say,

They have a tendency; every-time saying nay,

Always standing in successful one’s way,

Not known to them is fact,

That for such acts they have to pay.

He is not the one to leave you on edge,

In his kingdom there are no fallacies no hedge,

No one can hide their wrongdoings or the grudge,

So the one who was bad to you here,

Will be punished there, that’s his pledge.

Thing to remember is that God is there for you,

He favors the one, who is always true.

Hope is always awake.

There comes a time in everyone’s life when you ponder upon things that have happened to you & you realize that instead of achieving a lot your life has become a journey full of near misses. At that very moment the only thing you have is hope, Don't lose it. 

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No matter how much you are agile,

Some dreams are always fragile,

As they are broken one after another,

Your life sums up as a failure aisle.

You will achieve them, that you hope,

But life is a walk on tight rope,

The moment you feel everything is fine,

It wobbles taking you down the slope.

You can only try to forget and move on,

Thinking that there will be a new dawn,

But back in your mind you know,

Towards you all bad omens are drawn.

You don’t have any other option to take,

Hoping the one you opt now is piece of cake,

You nurture and cherish a new dream,

As hope is something which in you is always awake.

Hope

Why do we hope for things for which we are sure that we won't have them. What is the factor which keeps us going, why do we hope that we will be able to defy odds and come out with flying colors in the end.

       

In motion picture "Harry Potter" there is a sequence in which Harry introspects why is he fighting against the Voldemort and then answers; because it is something worth fighting for, so sometimes we fight because somethings are worth fighting or worth dying for.

Hope is something which keeps one going, rising up each day and continuing the fight. At the same time hope is also something which can make you the greatest fool alive, because in the hope that one day you will achieve what you want you may do things which you wouldn't have done in case you have thought about the situation in a logical way. So hope in a way kills the logical you, Still they say that a person doesn't die when he actually dies; he dies when he looses the hope that he is going to live, once the hope is gone it means he has accepted death before it actually arrives that's like loosing a battle without fighting. Yes there is always a limit to what you can hope, I for myself can say that I hope too much and in order to achieve what I hope, I act pretty less and that leads to lot of depression and sadness, but the joy when what you hoped comes true is the greatest joy you can experience in your life, although i haven't had much of the success with my hopes but that can't stop me from hoping again and again and agian. I will end this with the following lines:

To love is to hope being loved in return, To try is to hope success and To hope is to risk pain but we do hope because the greatest hazard of life is to hope nothing.

aaj bhi hain pakde umeed ki dori, don't loose hope is the moral of the story

Believe in him

When the days become dark and dull,

You can’t focus your mind on anything,

It wanders; like a ship without hull.

And you can’t stop feeling,

That sea of sorrows will follow this lull.

When there is nothing in life you can vaunt,

With disappointment and failures your life is marred,

Praise from others feels like a taunt,

And even after trying so hard,

You can’t get what you want.

Hold your hands; go on your knees,

Prayer is simplest of all the tasks,

You don’t have to say please;

Be true and pure, that’s all he asks,

And believe in him because he sees.

Bitter truth of Life

Even if in worldly matters you have shone,

To everyone around, you are known,

How to live your life to fullest,

To thousands you may have shown,

But the bitter truth is, that life comes to an end all alone.

When the judgment day arrives;

The day you will reap what you have sown,

The day you die and turn into a stone,

You won’t find anyone listening to your painful groan,

Because the bitter truth is, that life comes to an end all alone.

Your mind is so feeble; to fallacies it is prone,

One can’t take with him the things he own,

Still you are greedy for them like a dog yearning a bone,

You will regret this after time has flown,

In a moment your unfulfilled dreams will be blown,

And you will realize

The bitter truth, that life comes to an end all alone.

Who am I?

Am I a good person or someone who is lucky to have good people around?


Am I living my life or just passing it without knowing how to live it?


Am I happy or someone who is adjusting with things around to be happy?


Am I alive or someone who is dead?


Am I an engineer or someone who possesses an engineering degree?

There are so many questions which come to my mind, always unanswered, always unexplained, I don’t think I’ll unearth the answers to these in near future; sometimes I think a lifetime is too short for all these but at the very next moment I think why I require an answer for all these? Why can’t my mind stop thinking all these vague thoughts and utilize time for something useful? Why do I go into these bouts of introspection so frequently? I don’t know why I am posting this…....

P.S: a very Happy birthday to sachin tendulkar, may u live forever

HUG which he never got.

This is an original one written by me.

She was closest to his heart,
she was his life's inseparable part,
she was the one whom he never forgot,
he thought only about her whenever he thought,
he loved her more than anyone else from the start,
everything in their life was as sweet as tart,
Yes, they were deeply in love,
looking at them any one could impart,



Yet one day everything fell apart,
Death took her away,
their destiny, they couldn't outsmart,
taking away with her their broken wishes' cart,
Oh! why so early she has to depart,
her loss left his mind wounded with a dart,
his life is now queasy and blank as a chart,
and in the end he always yearned for a
HUG which he never got.

Writer's Block

Yeah….m back with quite a silly post.Its been long since i wrote something over here. Reasons first, i was not busy, its just that didn't feel like writing anything or to be true didn't get anything interesting to write. So finally i am here but this doesn't mean i got a topic to write about, i am still blank and have no idea about what this post is going to contain, after all its important to keep blog up to date otherwise this blog will easily get wiped off the memories of my readers(whom i personally send link of my blog to have a look at it :D).

Few lines into this post and i have lost the tempo don't know where this is going, i am now in a dilemma whether to publish it or just delete it. I think its better to delete it. I haven’t posted anything since 3 months but I have tried a lot. These are my incomplete posts and i don't have any urge to complete these.

Someone special: There is always someone in your life whose advice you will always listen. He/she can be anyone your mom, dad, sister, brother or some friend, but there is always a person who would be there for you whenever you need him/her, who knows you more that yourself, in front of whom you could be yourself.Is it easy to find such a person? For me I would say I found that person a bit late in my short life but still no regrets because wait was worth. May be due to that wait I was able to know the importance of that person in my life. And it was only after I found that person that I realized what I was missing in my life till then.

What can you do for such a person?Well I try to do everything for that person and whenever I fail it really makes me sad. Sometimes I even become angry with myself for not fulfilling that persons wish.

Epitaph: A question some one asked me few days back. ”How would you like to be known as if you were to die at this very moment? What would you like to engrave on your epitaph if one is constructed for you?” It was kind of a shocking question, totally unexpected. I thought why would one like to discuss these things…but after sometime I realized that it was ok… How would one be known is summation of his/her deeds done in his/her life time…
Well I would like to be known as some one who was always ready to help, was jovial, and above all loved his mom.

Missing: Why do we miss someone? In fact what do we miss actually? Is it the person or the things which that person does to you? And what if some one else start doing that to you, can you stop missing him/her?
Human mind is really complex, it yearns more for the things than the person itself. And when it gets those things from some other soul it will stop missing the original one.

Addictions: Its been an hour since I wrote the opening line and nothing is coming to my mind, a lot has changed in last 25 days for me, there is no 24x7 net connection available to me now and I feel I have overcome my net addiction for sure, I no more feel the urge to switch on my laptop after coming back from work. Even on Sunday which according to me is the most difficult of all the days to pass I don’t come online.
Although I haven’t found any alternative activity to pass my time but listening to songs on my mobile is quickly becoming a new addiction :D. I have tried my hand at few others like reading but in vain, I bought Khaled Hosseini’s A Thousand Splendid Suns for Rs.150 but finished it up in less than 5 hours, so if I am to take up reading novels to pass my time it is going to be pretty heavy on my pocket :P. I have started watching movies every weekend that’s something I missed for at least 6-7 months; don’t know how and when it happened I somehow stopped watching movies in first week of their release.

So now which one of these should i complete @_@?

A day will come for sure.

Well this is an original one penned down by me.

A day will come for sure,

When I will stop being sad,
When I will get what I want,
When I will be impeccable,
When no one will say I am possessive,

A day will come for sure,
When I will stop being bad,
When I will not be subjected to taunts,
When I will achieve what is implausible,
When no one will say I am obsessive,


A day will come for sure,
When I will stop being mad,
When I will have a vast knowledge to flaunt,
When my life will be stable,
When no will say I am irresponsive,


A day will come for sure,
When I will only be glad,
When my foes will not be there to a haunt,
When my life’s story would be a fable,
When I will not be pensive,


A day will come for sure,
When I will have all this,
Only then I will say I had had my life's bliss.

Expectations and Suffering!

What do we understand by expectation? If you search for literal meaning of this word on internet you will get an answer. An expectation, which is a belief that is centered on the future, may or may not be realistic. If something happens that is not at all expected and you like it, it is a surprise. A less advantageous result gives rise to the emotion of disappointment and you will suffer.

“What we anticipate seldom occurs, what we least expected generally happens.”

As lord Buddha stated “that suffering is an inherent part of existence; that the origin of suffering is ignorance and the main symptoms of that ignorance are attachment, craving and expectations.” Everyone expects something from someone and on not getting it there is a sense of disappointment. Expectation is an integral human emotion and if you say you don’t expect then I would say that you are not humane.


I am good with someone if he/she is good to me, and I am not talking about love over here. Even in love people say that it’s about giving and not expecting, I will be blunt and say to those that go and talk to the one who didn’t get what he/she wanted in love, talk to those who failed in love even after giving everything to their lover. In love there are expectations, I would ask those who are love tell me don’t you expect your other half to love you the way you love him/her, isn’t there a craving that he/she should love you more than anyone else in this world, that my dear is expectation and nobody humane can say he/she doesn’t have any expectations.


When you are a kid you expect your parents to take care of you, pamper you, bring you things you want, you cry if your wishes are not fulfilled. As you grow you expect your friends to take your side is small brawls of school and college, you expect your teachers to give you good marks based on your conduct. In profession you expect your colleagues to help you out in case you are in an awkward situation. As a parent you expect your kids to fulfill your unfulfilled desires. And whenever you don’t get what you expect from other one you suffer the pain.


I expect a lot from people I care about, from my friends, and I do get disappointed and then suffer a lot on not getting what I want. I am possessive (refer to my post Possessive!!!!) and I expect a lot and that has caused me a lot of pain over the years, I cant say that I can stop being possessive but I can surely muster enough courage to say that I would stop expecting, and I no I am contradicting myself here as I said no one can say he doesn’t expect, I will say I will stop expecting a lot and will expect very less, that I think is possible.

From Prodigy to Legend.

I came to know about him when I was in class 4th.Although he was there since I was 2 years old, but I realized his presence in my world only then. After that, if I ever watched the thing he did, it was just for him. I do not know how it happened, but slowly I became his fervent supporter. And a diehard supporter I have been of his for 14 years. I once wanted to be like him but I think that was too much to ask from god. Every mother wanted his child to be like him and when he was hurt on the very first assignment of his work, I have heard that every mother showed her concern for him. There has been no one like him and no one could ever be what he is.


Even now, everyone known to me loves him for his sheer efficacy, for his innate flamboyance, for being punitive to his opponent, for his enterprising, authoritative and impregnable nature. Once he is there, everyone would be engrossed to his indomitable will to win. Everyone was is so eulogistic for him, talking about him even after he is gone/not there. There is unanimity that he always does something prodigious that makes his opponent to be his proponent but it is not that he is unassailable, he is only humane. However, being in a work that requires a group effort, he is the only one subjected to petty criticism. I really hate it when someone criticizes him for not doing his work when the others are also responsible equally, that is boorish on their part. What if he cannot be good leader he has always been the best in his group. If not anything, one should at least take into account his works what he has done in the past. Never has this man spoken against his critics he always let his work do all the talking.


I still remember his works as if they happened yesterday. I remember the way he single handedly did what others do not expect the whole group to do. Those preparations for papers I missed just to get a glimpse of this person at work, the days I spent in disarray because he was not able to do what I wanted, the days I bunked college just for him, the days when he brought smile on my face, the days when he was unexceptionable, the day when everyone felt his loss (the day his father died). There have been cases when I was not able to score well in my tests coz I was busy watching him work. But no regrets I still thank him for all the joys he has given me with tenacity. I like his work due to him, I don’t know what it would be like once he is gone whether or not I would be able to watch that thing with that same enthusiasm or not.


I like him because although he is an Icon, he is humble, naïve and above all loves his mom. He was a prodigy and now he is a living legend. He is SACHIN TENDULKAR.

Best days of my life!!

Listening to Bryan Adams summer of 69 i thought about best days of my life. To be true i can't recollect a particular time that was best part of my life instead there has been a spectrum of short spans which i still remember clearly the days when I enjoyed the most. I am not a gifted raconteur but i do possess a few anecdotes from those days. My college was the best part of my life.

I clearly remember the first day of college, Some ineffable joy and a little bit of tension about getting caught for ragging. But after the first week or so the college was somewhat kind of boring, there used be break in which seniors used to come and will ask the worst singers of jammu......no infact worst singers of J&K to sing something in a proper way, and if that is ragging then what is listening to them known as which I used to do? They will ask us to do all kinds of asinine things, but i was never asked to do so coz of my connections with the super seniors..:D. I don’t remember much about my first year as the only thing I was concerned about in first year was studies. I always tried to be paragon for fellow students which only caused hatred for me. Voicing my concern against mass bunking a class of physics which was in fact is my favorite subject led to a kind of me being kind of pariah for few days in my class. All this somehow led to stratification of my classmates into friends and just batch mates. I think the moral learned in the very first year of my college helped and I always avoided being too confrontational with my classmates on the issue of mass bunking, I bunked when I wanted to they bunked when they wanted to. I never listened to them and never tried to convince them into not bunking a class.

First year was not long, i don’t remember much of it that’s why it seems to be short. Second year was something for which i was waiting, I somehow liked the fact that I can be with people of my branch. Don’t know whether our educational system causes it or the teachers in the college but there is always a feeling in the minds of E&C and CSE branch students that they are superior to students of other branches. I still remember my first class of 3rd sem and we were introduced to one of the coolest teacher of our college at least for us. He taught us in 3rd and 4th sem well, to be frank i think we never allowed him to teach for than 5 mins and we never gave a sessional of those subjects but submitted our assignments on time. No one was failed in internals by him and don’t know about my classmates but I was fully satisfied by my marks in that subject..:P. There was another who was kind of crazy about the fact that I was roll no. 1..he never used to call me by my name but by my roll no. He always tried to give me more attention than any other student of my class which was extraneous by my standards. I sometimes felt that I can’t do anything other than studying during his class which was real hard for me to study continuously for 1 lecture. If I tried talking there would suddenly be a remark from his side " Roll no 1 agar aap aisa karoge to baaki class ka kya hoga " . If somebody else would be talking he would say " roll no 31 aap bahut baatein karte to par roll no 1 se kam " :O. And then one day I couldn't stand anymore.volcano erupted :D and he asked me to leave his class and I moved out few other students also left the class after me. I know it was my mistake but what can I do if he asks me to stand on the bench m not a kindergarten student, we later exchanged mutual apologies and I learned something that teacher is never wrong, perhaps him giving me attention was his way of showing that he wants me to be the best. He left college at the end of 2nd year and is now working as an A.E. in public office. Sometimes I do get a mail from his side. My image of being studious was a little bit decreased and I loved that fact that some teachers of mine thought of me being notorious.

And if that image was decreased in 2nd year it was shattered to pieces in 3rd. The only thing which I love about 3rd year was that I got placed in TCS which made life easy in college, I though there would be no more bashing from teachers " agar padoge nai to companies aane wali hai place kaise hoge " but I was wrong bashing was there but content changed " place ho gye hai to padna hi chod diya hai ".I would call 3rd year the dark age of my college life. Nothing was right, college shifted and we used to go by matador to new campus, never reached on time...and there was always a lot of hooplah created by teachers on this issue although they were also never on time, but somehow their reaching the campus before us gave them all rights to create a fuss on this issue. Got used to listening this statement from lot of teachers " yeh to padne wala tha ise pta nai kya ho gya yeh bhi late aata hai ". How would I supposed to explain them that m also coming on same matador as others, there is no special service for me :P.Third year was long, may be it is always so when you want something to end it never ends.But there are many things to brag about my third year in college. I was among first students of my batch to get placed. I scored in 40s for the first time :D and not in one or two subjects but in three of them :P, at the same time in other three subjects i got almost highest marks :)..And after scoring close to 90 in HODs subject and being proud of that you know what did i have to listen from her, " paper to simple tha aur bhi score ho sakte the ". I am telling you these teachers are most difficult species on this planet to please. I bunked a sessional for the first time and it was not that it was a mass bunk, only me and my friend were not there while sessional was being conducted, and we never asked our teacher to conduct another one for us Once again only one sessional given and still got highest internals :D. So whatever teachers say to you, in the end they do care for their favorite students ;), and last but not the least proposed a gal during this time. I know i have given a some kind of neutron bomb to you people by telling this :P.

Finally came the 4th year the last year of my college life. I had set many goals for my last year academically and I am happy that few were achieved and i kind of able to revive my image of being a responsible student. I am proud that our project was considered best by faculty although they never knew that we didn’t make it(thanks to my project partners Akshat, Avi and swastik sir). This will be my advice for all engineers never reveal your source how you did it and from where you did it, just say straightaway say we did it by ourselves. Few things i remember from 4th year was my industrial training at chandigarh(thanks to Lovey Jackass), Being city finalist in IMS quiz(thanks to Sukriti and Jaunty), all Project presentations and the final viva where the only thing we did in a great way was to convice our faculty that we did everything in our project ourselves. 4th year was fun, particularly last sem, we attended classes and only thing teachers told us " bas thode dino mein college se bahar jaane wale ho ab to thode mature ban jaao ". Use to spend time in college even after classes, knew these days will never come back in my life. The bonds of friendship made over the academic period were strengthened. Some friends were lost permanently and some friends were permanently a family. I learned nothing in last year except the fact that I am going to miss these days forever.

Many a times I just close my eyes to sit back and remember those days and I can proudly say those were the best days of my life!!!!!.

Why do we lie?

There are probably as many alleged "reasons" as there are people. But in the simplest of terms, they all fall into one or more of three groups: fear, greed and hate.


1. Fear of being rejected, and fear of losing something [greed]
2. Fear of conflict
3. Greed
4. Fear of being unpopular
5. Self-protection, Fear of Truth
6. Involuntary Social Flattery:
7. Self-protection through greed and selfishness.

Why is it so?

For some reason I am not in that much mood today. I don’t want to smile, why is it that whenever I feel my life is ok, it starts to go haywire. There’s a famous quote.


“When you want something, the entire universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.” [Source: Alchemist]


I've learned that it is so unbelievably hard to make a decision based on the future when it will hurt you in the present… The pain of the making the wrong decision may hurt more in the future than it does in the present… I had my share of good laughs and fun times with friends. I always had this sense that I was different, and somehow almost able to control my surroundings with my thoughts. I am only 22 years old, I have almost everything I ever wanted, and still I feel it’s the other way around.


“Universe never helps.”


Why must all good things come to end? Why can’t be there a happily ever after? Why is it that this world doesn’t understand simple things and works in a complex manner?

Random thought

As much as I love the fact that I am done with college, I absolutely loved it when I was there. I learned a lot about life, give and take, friendship, priorities, but most importantly I gained trust and faith in myself. I am very grateful for the experiences I had there and the friends that I will continue to have in my life. Not to mention, the obvious, a degree that I will be able to put to good use.


Now my life will all be about monthly bills, meetings, deadlines etc. In short, a lot more responsibility. So, every now and again, I will enjoy a walk down memory lane. That's one thing about experiences, you can relive them as often as you like. Take time to appreciate your past, it got you where you are today.