Yeh jo Des hai Tera...Swades hai tera...

Few days back, I went to a village to meet someone with my mom. As my mom doesn’t trust my driving, so she insisted to take public transport. We took a 3-wheelar in which there were other villagers also. It was fun travelling with them and at the same time I was thinking about the problems faced by the farmers of our nation. They were actually talking about the incentives given to them. They were saying that no incentives reaches to them and ministers are all corrupt.

In the changing times, they still face the problem of dowry. For the name sake, the roads are built every year but still the pathetic condition of the roads says it all. It’s mainly because of the poor quality of material used and the huge commissions taken by the ministers, contractors and middle men, from the funds. They were actually hailing our one of the previous leaders- Lal Bahadur Shastri who made huge efforts in uplifting the farmers of India.

After some time we reached a point from where we had to walk in order to go to the desired village called Manakpur. As I was walking, I was recollecting the words of our Marketing professor who once said that “when HUL recruits anyone from the colleges like NITIE :D, IIMs, SPJ, then the very first posting he/she gets is in the villages of Bihar or UP because if he can generate sales in those villages then he can be successful anywhere in India”. And that, let me tell you, holds very true. While walking, I also noticed one thing that some of the small children passing by us greeted my mom by saying “Namaste ji”. When I asked my mom that does she know them, she answered no and told me that they give respect to everyone who comes from the city. Now that’s something called the Culture of India which is almost hidden in our modern cities.

We reached there and met the person concerned. We also had lunch which they served us so respectfully. While returning again we had to walk a certain distance. While walking we encountered some farmers who were reaping small plantlets of sarso. My mom saw them and asked to give some sarso to us as she never spares a single instance of getting something discounted or free. I was feeling a bit awkward. When my mom asked about money then those farmers refused. For them, 10-25 rupees doesn’t make much difference. That’s the kind of heart carried by our farmers.

After I came back, I thought that though our FM declares that we are growing @ 7.9% even in these recessionary times but still we can’t see that 7.9% growth in these villages. That is only confined to our cities. Still a lot needs to be done to make our villages as dreamt by late Mr. Lal Bahadur Shastri. To make India look big, we require efforts from each one of us. But this will not happen because people like me who are so selfish that they only think about a life full of leisure, a job with fat package and a home in Delhi or Mumbai. They can’t think about India. They can only satisfy their own desires.

The REUNION :)

I came from Delhi last night only after having a reunion with all of my friends. We met in college itself on 2^nd January and it was a nice feeling after meeting them all. Actually I was feeling bit nostalgic once I entered the metro at CP to go to dwarka where my college NSIT is located. When I stepped on the road from dwarka mor metro station to NSIT, which is a walking distance, many old memories trapped me and same happened when I entered the hostel gate.

No one changed except S who removed his moustache after coming from New York in vacation :P. We actually met at Nescafe and after that we moved to jeeto’s, which is another place to hangout near hostels. We had a nice time there and clicked some photos. After that we went to sector 12 and had lunch there. We all ate like gluttons and people around us were staring at us on our mischief. But, who cares!!

The reunion ended in the evening and as I had to go gurgaon, so I planned to go there with V in train. But the train was late. So we had to wait on platform in the chilling weather. We waited for an hour and chatted a lot.

The next day I went to meet a friend in south delhi after which I again went to NSIT to stay with hostel friends, as I had to get provisional degree the very next day. I enjoyed a lot with them but I found that this time I was not feeling bad or nostalgic. Everything was normal. I discovered that it was not the place I missed but the friends who were not there and I wanted them to be there to have fun as before. I think my delhi trip was quite successful as I met all the people I love J. 

I know this post's content is crap, as usual. so I'm ready for criticism/comments !!

Bye bye 2009...welcome 2010 :)

There were many ups and downs which occurred in the year 2009. Actually, this year made me much stronger in how to face different circumstances.

So, the year began with the toughest exam of the season- XAT, 2009 which was on 4^th January. As usual, it was a disaster for me. Again, I lost my confidence and trust on God. Then came 9^th January when CAT results were declared and I was completely shattered when I came to know that I missed the calls by just 1 mark. But still I had some hope from NITIE. So I joined GD/PI classes in Lajpat nagar by Mr. Malay Ray who is an amazing personality from IIMA. I took coaching for around 1 and ½ months. The learning experience was really awesome but the experience for attending classes was really pathetic as I use to meet people with IIM calls and I was the only one attending classes with a hope of getting a call from NITIE. I don’t want to name but some of them even mocked at me.

On one side, I was waiting for NITIE call and on the other I couldn’t concentrate on my final year BE project. Actually I was screwing my project big time. I was the same person who once told my fellow classmates that “final year project is the biggest thing in the engineering degree and one should do it very sincerely”.  I was so tensed that I even fought with P. People say it right that true test of your friends come when you are in your difficult times. No one was there with me except Panks who always gave me strength, who was always there to wipe off my tears, to hug me, to help me, to motivate me and to say me before interview that “don’t think about those bastards and give your best”. Along with panks, I also want to mention vids and vibs who were also there to support me.

Like this, I went Mumbai. Not to visit the most happening city of India but to test my fortune for NITIE. All went well and on 8^th may, when result came, I was in. The very first person I informed was Panks who was always there with me in my KHUSHI AND GHAM.

In all this, golden days of college were also coming to an end and I did not like it. On our farewell, we went for a night out. It was fun, probably for the last time. My heart was aching because now I had to leave the best part of my life-NSIT. The pain of leaving NSIT was really much more than the joy of getting admission in NITIE. Finally on 4^th june, I left NSIT and moved to my place. I stayed there for around 10 days and in all those days I used to talk to V, panks and N daily. On 17^th june, I left for Mumbai and then started another phase of life with some different taste.

I indulged very badly in academics in NITIE. I could hardly get time to talk to all of my friends.

Then in august, I don’t know the exact date, but adi was going USA for MS/PhD programme and I called him while he was on his way to Delhi Airport. I talked to him and felt really bad as now we would be meeting in December, 2010.I still feel bad as it’s been a long time we met last in November,2008. Then on 11^th September, V was going UCLA for MS and as usual I called her. It was my statistics exam on 12^th and I was feeling bad that a friend was going far away. I talked to her at 6pm and thereafter couldn’t study. That’s another thing that I completed my whole course before that :P.

In October came the summer placement week i.e. 5^th to 9^th. Again I faced failures. But this time many work ex guys accompanied me and boosted my confidence that I didn’t feel bad being unplaced. On 15^th October, I left for my place with A to celebrate diwali. On my way to home, I met a person P who is now my very good friend as sometimes good things also happen to me too. In NITIE, I discovered about myself that whatever bad may happen to me in the short run but in the long run AAL IZZ WELL :)

V came here for 15 days but we couldn’t meet as she left last night and we are planning our reunion on 2^nd January. As usual I talked to her with a hope that we would meet next time.

And now it’s time for a new year. I hope all ends well this year too.

HAPPY NEW YEAR....