I had it enough. I could not bear the atrocities of this inhumane and unkind world anymore.This is it: I intended to end my life.No one stood by me when I failed ti deliver.I was humiliated. I lost faith in everybody as no one loved me. This reason is strong enough to parcel myself to God.
Well what's the most hardest time in a students career???
EXAMS!!! I dread exams for their silent monotony. The seriousness of writing is so intense that I would prefer put my head under a moving truck than writing. The serious faces of lectures and pale and hopeless emotions of my classmates make me shiver.
The great freedom fighters have fought for the freedom of general public but they never thought about the poor young minds which are subjected to torture every six months!! The tension in the exam makes me forget half of what I have read and the rest half the lecturer does'nt understand!! The result being a total ZERO!! Well the 'tamasha' does'nt nd after writing the exam, but it comes just after it!!
RESULTS!! Well even the most brave warrior fears death in the same way even the brightest student is afraid of results!! It really gives a fatal stroke to the students and parents alike!!
Can exams really show the true talents of a student?? Can they speak about the student??
The answer will be a big NO!! Even a average student can mug up answers and become a ranker but a logical student fails in mugging up!! To make India a better place the examination pattern should be changed.
But it is true that one should not feel bad if he does not do the exam well, exams don't test al round development but only a part of the complete brain. If one fails he should remember that he is an expert in some other area. Its a true fact that every person is unique in one way!!
Until next time, busy with exams!!!
I'm lucky to be born as a boy.
I'm lucky to be tall,
These are some of the few sentences which keep ringing in my mind whenever I see my servant maid or my mom doing household chores like washing, cleaning etc. As any other lazy human being I'm least interested in helping them out. My only feelings when I see my parents or my servant maid is a feeling of pity and sympathy, "Gosh,I was not a girl"!!. I had this girls should do everything feeling right from my childhood. In fact I thought girls were only born to serve boys( an much more appropriate usage would be male and female). Yesterday I had to get rid of this notion of mine.Because,
I had to wash my own clothes!!!!
It so happened that our servant maid bunked work for about more than a week (for reasons unknown!!). The clothes were left unwashed and unattended all this time. As the pile was increasing my mom's patience started decreasing(i.e inversely proportional!!!). The pile was so huge that our washing machine after some 4 complete cycles broke down. The left over pile of dirty clothes were my clothes. My mom was so tired that she asked me to wash that pile of clothes myself. I grunted and gave her a cheeky reply that grown up boys never wash clothes.
Bang came the punishment, Washing my clothes the very next day, which according to my bad luck happened to be a Sunday.
I was made to wake up early in the morning, and was given a brief training in how to wash clothes. My head started swirling as my mom started off her free tutorial. Immediately acting sick I took refuge of my bed . My mom sensing my intentions kicked me from my bed and then left me to decide upon washing clothes or wearing the stinking ones over and again. Left without an option i went into the utility space to wash my clothes.
As I have mentioned above I never cared a damn about all these household chores. But now I was sitting in the utility space with a heap of dirty clothes which were waiting to get a clean 'surf' bath.I had this carefree type of attitude where I would stain my clothes and come back home and say 'surf excel hain naa'. This time I was grunting because I stained my clothes. My mom told me that as I was strong boy(!) I could finish the whole job in 1hour. But there I was with muscles pains and leg cramps at the half mark of the dirty clothes. Famished, I then realized how much pain my mom and our servant maid were under going every day.
The job which could have been done in an hour took me approximately about five hours. I tore 3 buttons of my favorite shirt . I realized the pain of doing household work. I promised myself that the next time I see my mom doing these works again. I would just go and help her.
Indeed there are no works specially reserved for women. If we want a cleaner home and surroundings, we should also start working.
I left the utility by being a weaker, happier and a soapier man. I realized the true spirit of team work.
Until next time HOUSEKEEPING!!!!
I was ruthlessly careless , wasting time whenever it came and now here I am behind a sea of voluminous books and mountainous backlogs. I wish
I could utilize my time and devote much more time my academia properly. But the time ran away from me like wind under the sky, even though I want it back desperately I can't get it. Beating out my heart's innermost sentiments and sorrows I'm writing this post.
Can I change myself??
Can I be the same old person again???
Can i again get all my happiness back??
These are some of the questions still left unanswered. The new college surroundings must have changed me or its my own procrastination that makes me a ZERO today. The semester is coming up. Almost every day I am doing a night out. Huge records to be written, bundles of pages to be read and tonnes of works to be done. I am in shit hole of problems currently but I am not afraid. After all life is the synonym for problem. I am enjoying this adrenaline 'less' journey. If there is a god for time, I would pray to him and ask him to wash my sins away and I promise him that I will never waste his wealthy resource i.e. time.
Until next time, busy with exams...
'Blog', I never understood what it meant. One day in december last year, i just ran a wiki search to know what a blog means. Firstly, I was bored by the description given there. It indirectly meant a personal diary kept open for everyone to read. But I had a small impulse within me, which made me to create my first blog. But as it was my natural tendency to be lazy, i gave up without posting!! I never knew how vital this tool was going to be. I realised it half a year later. To be frank Blogging infact bandaged my broken heart. I lost in every phase of life. Academics,Love, friendship and so and so forth.. But it helped me to bounce back into the normal stream of events, hence reducing my mental worry.
In the month of july this year, i went to through a lot of hardships in my life. My academics were down to the earth. All my attempts to remember the previous years concepts was like water under the bridge. I did'nt feel like studying. At one point of time I realli hated myself. I questioned myself to find the true meaning for life. Bad luck again, I found no answer. Depressed, I gave up all hopes. But then I had found Nirvana, a true liberation from all my troubles.
Lo and behold I found my second life in blogging. Actually I was inspired blog after reading an excellent blog of one of my classmates. So all I wanted to do was I wanted to test the untamed water's of blogging. I found a foot hold and now Im loving it. Putting out all your minds thoughts on paper(in this context the screen!!0 gives a unique satisfaction only known to fellow writer's and bloggers . I had realisation after I started blogging. Life has no end. Whatever might be the reason something or the other in life stands on our way. In my case uts the satisfaction i got from blogging. It feels good to see people giving you suggestions to the unsolved problems in life and sharing their experiences in life.
For all those of you who are feeling really low down please its my sincere sugsestion to take up blogging. I'm sure for people who love to write, it will be a passion. Recommend this and see a new life being born out.
Until the next time, Happy blogging.
Write and tell others to write, Atleast in this way one can find Nirvana.....
When was the last time you felt that the movie was worth the ticket?? Hmm….Well a big question to answer. You can count the numbers on your fingers. It’s as simple as it!! There are not many movies worth watching nowadays. Gone are the days when the people used to go to the movies for a leg shaking item number with a semi-naked dancer and a full dressed hero. The 3 fights and 6 duets era is over. We want sense in the movies. The last time I went to a movie, I liked only the theatre’s bathrooms and nothing else (They were not stinking!!!). Imagine the plight of an ordinary cine goer like me who expects some worth in the movie for which I paid Rs 78 as the ticket but gets nothing in return except for some cheap thrills, ugly makeup and an over exposing heroine. I am really disgusted with the transition in Indian cinema. In olden days the main ladies used to portray so Indian feminity in their roles. Now it’s our turn guessing whether the heroine is Indian or not (well if the heroine dyes her hair with bleach and stuff who cares??) Nowadays movies bank only on the hype. A little bit hype is okay but too much hype for an over rated film is above the imagination. Nearly all the latest Bollywood flicks are based on foreign country feuds and stuff. Well don’t the producers have a better way of wasting their money?? A shot or two abroad is ok but I get adamant when India is shown only in now shot that too the climax part. Hindi movies are spoiling the young. There were days when going to the discotheque was considered unholy. But now thanks to Bollywood girls with noodle straps and skirts are common in the bars and pubs!!!Even Bollywood shows the mafia empire as something godly and makes it look more stylish. A definition for a mafia don in the Bollywood way: A cool dude with hair painted white and wearing the choicest Dolce & Gabbana suits and always flirting with the bikini clad item girl. This Don kills as if he were squatting a fly. All this is enough to mislead an uneducated village guy to enter the DARK trade.All Bollywood mafia movies are about drugs, human trafficking and crime syndicates. And it’s more or less an adult movie if it were to skip the censor viewing.And even the so called ‘ART’ movies are nothing but old plays lifted straight off the book in the director’s blatant point of view. They are disgusting. The routine type Bollywood mirch masala films stopped working at the Box Office.The masala movies are the example for stereotype Bollywood movies. A 6pack abs hero, a bikini clad heroine, a lame skinny mother, some ear shattering music and finally a twitching climax and shit. Ooops I forgot to add the main ingredient – an item song!!! Well this is the pucca commercial type of movies, made only for the masses and the goddamned multiplex audience. Even the so called movies for children have more adult content than the ordinary ones. Coming to the worst part in the Hindi movies, the music. The tunes are lifted straight from other artiste’s albums without even giving credits to them (when was the last time you heard an original Pritam song???) The music has long lost its Indian character. The traditional Indian music has been replaced by synthetic music synthesizers and stuff. And here even some good tunes are getting damaged by the remixes!!! Even I can make a remix provided I have a music mixing software. Just add some fast tempo to the original song, behold the remix is formed!!!.When we pay for the ticket we have the ultimate rights to patronize a film. Actors show off as if they were the lone human’s alive o the earth. They do at times forget that we (read it as the audience) provide them with the star status. And finally even a kid can judge a good film from a bad one, Can’t the producers or the rest of the crew judge whether the movie is going to work out or not!!! More than 60% movies flop at the box office. Now, isn’t that a figure to be noticed?? I guess instead of spending crores and crores of rupees on useless flicks It’s better to do charity at least the producers can get some ‘moksha’.Finally, the movie run time in India always crosses the 2hour 30minute gap. Be it be a thriller or a family saga it’s the same situation. The result??? Long dragging post interval drama or bleak comedy. I think directors should learn about reducing the show time and increase the content. The best example in this segment is ‘A Wednesday’ made in a 1and half hour format with excellent taking.India is the only country where film stars are given the shitty star status. Movie stars can become politicians and even chief ministers. Maybe who knows after 30 years Mallika Sherawat can be the chief minister of Haryana. It’s just a guess. The 40+ SRK is the ‘YOUTH’ icon, what rubbish. And even the lineage battle hinders true talent. I think instead of making a bad movie with a known actor its better making an average movie with a new comer.
A small conversation which I want to mention here:-A week ago I was talking with my friend about my new post on my blog. It was about terrorism. He told me that terrorism was not a relevant topic to write about. He said that I could not conclude properly on the topic. He told me that terrorism cannot be eradicated and my topic does not gel properly with the actual situation. I felt that he has, in fact no right to give such bland statements, because if we try our level best maybe it might be eradicated. So I replied back saying that in my blog I had the right to post whatever shit I wanted to. Up came an unexpected reply from him, “Pawan, I agree that you have the right to post whatever shit you want to, but please don’t expect us (as in the sense other blogger’s) to read the shit what you write”.
I conclude telling, “Directors have the right to film whatever shit they want to, but they should not expect the audience to watch that shit”. Absolutely true. This sentence is really meaningful. So lets follow it!!!
[The P+iJ section- Complex poor jokes!!!]
The usual melancholy of blogging has made me bored!!! So I'm trying something new folks!!
Didn’t your Dad buy you the new cell phone he promised a month ago??
Did your friend forget to gift you your birthday present??
Here is a small little example, use that in various formats and styles, your job will be done!!!
Example Only (Caution: Never to be tried out by above eighteen’s especially under adult supervision. This may lead to many side effects!!!)
If your Dad doesn’t agree to buy you a new pair of pants then give a reply that you will stop wearing your underpants!!! ;)… Just Kidding!!!
Until next time .... Stand 'NAKED'... That's the truth!!!
I Hate the World because it’s sick,
I Hate the World because it’s cruel,
I Hate the World because it’s emotionless,
I Hate the World because it’s painful,
I Hate the World because it fears death,
I Hate the World because it lacks respect,
I Hate the World because it shuns justice,
I Hate the World because it lives on money,
I Hate the World because it avoids talent,
I Hate the World because it goes with the hype,
I Hate the World because it eschews art,
I Hate the World because it’s a show off,
I Hate the World because it ostracizes people,
I Hate the World because it’s selfish,
I Hate the World because it lacks self respect,
I Hate the World because it pays a deaf ear to the ‘LESSER’ mortals,
I Hate the World because it’s built on poverty,
I Hate the World because it glut’s with hunger,
I Hate the World because it’s only for the elite,
I Hate the World because it’s impractical,
I Hate the World because it detests true love,
I Hate the World because it’s charmed by infatuation,
I Hate the World because it banks on beliefs,
I Hate the World it abhors religion,
I Hate the World because it’s sans sanitation,
I Hate the World because it pities women,
I Hate the World because it always wants power,
I Hate the World because it never thinks of the future,
I Hate the World because it plans on basis of the past,
I Hate the World because it’s a hypocrite,
I Hate the World because it’s trembles when the market tumbles,
I Hate the World because it lacks clarity,
I Hate the World because it‘s thoughtless for animals,
I Hate the World because it idolizes the fools,
I Hate the World because it wastes the wise,
I Hate the World because it’s jealous,
I Hate the World because it’s mere rhetoric,
I Hate the World because it ‘find’s’ answers,
I Hate the World because it lacks trust,
I Hate the World because it trades with lives,
I Hate the World because it’s a liar,
I Hate the World because it’s a gamble,
I Hate the World because it’s unsafe,
I Hate the World because it’s partial,
I Hate the World because it’s suicidal,
I Hate the World because it BRANDS people,
I Hate the World because it’s made of people,
I Hate the World because I drowned in troubles,
I Hate the World because I hate myself…
Read the above paragraph (better to say that it’s a poem) as a person’s apathy on the current situation of the world. ‘WORLD’ specifically means the humans and more relatively animals as well. But many people believe and think that the world is made only for them and not for animals or the poor. We sap the poor and become rich. We enjoy the luxuries and damage the environment. It takes time to wake up. It’s not late. All of that which is written in the above poem absolutely holds true. Certainly, to make the world a better place some bifurcations have to be removed. Trust has to be developed, only then will PEACE rule the world. On the eve of Gandhi Jayanti let’s take an oath to at least change ourselves before changing the world. It pains to see a human suffering.Finally, I said i hate myself because I am in an hopeless situation, where i want to follow against all these practises, but I have no support!!!. Atleast if one person thinks about this. Then my job is done!!!
P.S.-“The apocalypse of the world lies in the heart of a man, if it comes out, it destroys one and all”[This saying is very much my own!!!]
Well following post has been written by one of the BEST RJ's in Visakhapatnam Teja Priyadarshini.Guess what eventhough she is an Rj, she is damn cool at writing!!
This post is the example!! The following post was written completely by her!! She works for Radio Mirchi and believe me ppl you will fal in love with her voice immediately!!!
So tune in and listen!!!
The reason why im lifting this post from her's is simple...I can't write like her and the second reason being i simply loved dis post!!!
It holds true for every youth with a bike!!!
A 120kmph speed is cool to go on, but there is one thing. There is something valuable than bikes speed and showing off!!!
Its LIFE, neglect it and dere won't be a day again to enjoy!!!
SO pay heed!!!
Another morning, another day! The sun rises lazily from the sleepy horizon. I am ready today. I’ll not be disappointed. The traffic is still beginning to wake up. As I drift through the beach road, I think, these people are so conscious about themselves. They’ll do anything to keep fit. Yawn! As I cruise the roads I see many people. Some very smartly dressed going to offices and colleges. I see street vendors. They are very rare cases, I think to myself. Its just 8:00 am. The sun is up and bright in the sky.
Red, Orange and Green! I see the signal lights. They excite me! Especially the Red Signal!! Vroom vroom…zoom…Ah, finally the traffic is coming alive!! The sound of the traffic runs through me like music. Just then I hear a nerve wrenching screech! Yes, that’s it. Excitedly I turn around to see who that was. Is he dead? Is he alive? I rush to the scene, thrilled to see what happened! There was a lot of crowd. But the guy, on a two wheeler, got away with out a scratch. He was overtaking a car from the left side. A common mistake in Vizag, I sneer. I finally found my target - the guy in a blue shirt, who is racing the streets on a new two wheeler! Youngsters on their new bikes, without helmets! I just love them, I smile gleefully.
I follow him, past street vendors, past schools and shops. Every time he would overtake a vehicle from the left side, I would speed up to catch up with him. Every time he rashly cut someone’s path, I was excited. I kept going after him. He’s not wearing a helmet! I observe. His bike is new, that means disc breaks! By now I was really amused by how he set the entire scene for a perfect accident. We finally stop at a Red light. The biker had no choice; he couldn’t jump the light because there were other vehicles that blocked his path. Just then I see another one. This time a car, taking a U-Turn where it was banned. He wasn’t wearing his seat belt and he was even talking on his cell phone! I wonder if I should change to the chap in the car, I think. With so many people breaking traffic rules, it’s very tempting to change targets.
As I stood waiting for the light to change, a shower of spit flew from a window of a bus next to me, missing me by just an inch. Do they practice this perfect projectile of spit so that it misses passers by? Heheheh! The light changes. And I decide to stick to my previous target. He is more interesting. Vohooo…he is going really fast. I guess I can finally find someone! The biker races through traffic, cutting in front of other speeding vehicles on the highway. Yes! I encourage him to go faster. Tring tring…Yes now! Answer the call. He answers it. Like as if in slow motion, everything happens!
He reaches for his cell phone in his pocket. As luck would have it a mongrel crosses the road, unaware of the biker. The biker sees the dog, in the nick of the moment and jams his breaks. But with the cell phone in one hand he looses control, and heads straight for a speeding lorry. CRASH! Music to my ears! La la la la la…I sing as the crowd gathers. Finally I won’t be alone anymore! Just then I hear the sirens of an ambulance. NO! I follow the ambulance as it whisks him away to a nearby hospital. I see him, blood all over his head, unconscious. Come on! They rush him into the ICU. After waiting for what seems like ages, I see the doctor come out and telling the boy’s relatives, that he was going to be okay. But that he was driving rashly and broke many traffic rules.
Oh No! He got away, what am I going to do now? I was so disappointed. Slowly I drag my self out of the ICU. Oh well, another day another victim. I find some solace in this statement. I too was once where the biker is now. But I wasn’t as lucky as he is. If I were, I would be driving so cautiously; following all the traffic rules to the T! And I wouldn’t be this lonely soul wandering the streets to find some company!
Well if u liked d post you can read Teja Priyadarshini's blog athttp://xcentrictitans.blogspot.com/..
Always remember: Bikes+Boys+120kmph= DEATH!!!
So go slow , and save yourself!!!!!
Try to guess what the title means??? I bet no one can unless they read this post!!! i had a childhood dream of becoming an astronaut, later it changed and i wanted to become a scientist(i was fascinated by science then!!!) and finally i wanted to become a writer,director,politician. They seem a bit high, but they can be achieved after all, each and every writer and politician alive on this earth have more or less the same capabilities which we have, the only difference is that they use their talents whereas we don't use them. After finishing my 10th i told my parents that i won't ever go to a corporate college for doing my 11th and 12th standard but i was forced to join in one because according to my parents i should walk in the same path as my fellow counterparts(!). Well off i went to the college where there were no holidays , where there were 14working hours(a day!!) , the most sickening bathrooms I was ever into so on and so forth!!!
Well then after i went into the college i learnt the bitter truth, no one respected education as a whole. They only respected 2 branches of education and they are engineering and medical. Each and every person whom i knew used to ask me whether i joined in engineering or medical. When i used to say that i had joined in an engineering stream, they used to tell that i should get(or crack!!!) India's most toughest exam ever IIT!!! Well i just used to nod my head there for their satisfaction but i used to have some small doubts in my mind which later(read it as NOW!!!) got bigger!!!
What's the true meaning Education??? Is it all about becoming a software engineer or doctor and earn money ?? Isn't there any other option???
And is education only for earning money?? The answer is surely no but the current scenario of Indian education is such that the student does NOT study for any knowledge but he studies only for the satisfaction of his parents and for the five lettered social evil-'MONEY'!!!!
My grandad still recites a poem which was taught to him over 60 years ago!! Now friends can we even tell the name of the poem which was taught a year ago?? Such is the situation!! The teacher's also teach for the sake of money, neither do they have any care for the students nor they have a proper background!!!
If a stunning 80% students go for engineering and medical what about commerce and fine arts??? The reason why India is not becoming a super power is because of its money centered education but not its knowledge centered one!!!
The next time when one see's a child in dilemma about his future, guide him in the right path. A work when liked will look like a hobby but when its looked like something necessary it tends to be boring!!!
Please choose your career according to your taste but not due to other's force or the trend!!!
Because other's are not going to work for you and also trends are not PERMANENT!!!
In fact an IDEA can CHANGE your life!!!
Attack by militants on the parliament 13 dead.Mumbai serial Bomb blasts kills 292 people.Bomb blasts in the temple city of Varanasi Serial bombs tear away Ahmadabad.New Delhi rocks under blasts in market places.
And many many more. What’s the reason for all this??Why are innocent people bearing the brunt of these religious fanatics??Whose mistake is it??? The governments or the radicals??And finally can it be ever stopped??Coming to the point, today when I was reading the news paper I saw something which moved me immensely. Previously I used to think that these terrorists were some foreign nationals who are poor and so forced to enter militant groups for a living. But this time I was proved wrong. Absolutely wrong. A computer graphics engineer is one among those who planned these Delhi bombings.Some Qualified engineers were behind the Mumbai blasts. They are all the guy next door types. They are Indians by birth, use every last resource in India and just kill innocent people telling that this beautiful nation provided them nothing. We cannot distinguish between a terrorist and a normal person. What makes one a terrorist when over 100crore of Indians are happy with nations rule but only some radical freaks turn around this peaceful country for some silly cause. Is the government not providing them with facilities like others?? It isn’t being partial towards any citizen. But as no person is 100% efficient in the same way no government is 100% efficient because the government is made of people, ordinary people like you and me so it can also never be 100% efficient.What is the reason behind our own Indians betraying us and helping militants??Why is that day by day insecurity level is rising. There used to be days when Indira Gandhi used to walk in midst of people. Now can we imagine Man Mohan Singh or any another popular politician come out without security cordons?? Can we ever get a ahimsa state as Gandhiji wished??Well we can’t possibly change each and every radical freak, but at least teach our generation not to distinguish between religions and caste. Remember whatever be the religion or caste the other man too has the same blood and he too drinks water. When there is a blood transfusion doctors don’t check the religion of the man but they check the blood group. In a country where great thinkers like Abdul Kalam are alive why is it that only a few art of the society is fighting a hapless war and sacrificing the security of the people???Because of deeds of a few we are facing a large number of problems. Heavy security and security frisks have become common at all public places. Man does not believe another man due to the ideologies of some TERRORISTS. Look at THE US where the government has taken enough steps to check that there are no more terrorist attacks and pronto after 7 years too there is not even a minor attack. India on its part has a slackened intelligence bureau and corrupt officials. Every month or so we are reading news about some terrorist operation somewhere. I feel that to change the scenario the realization should start from the ‘aam aadmi’ level. They should be thought to live with secularism. Every plant starts from the bud level and hence the tree of terrorism should be nipped at the bud level itself. Children should be thought the pain of killing another human. They should be thought that kindness and character matter a lot than the caste and religion. The meaning of education should be on a broader level. Not just books and exams. One can change the future but not the present.
Terrorism is easy to eradicate if the people are enlightened about its consequences and sufferings. No single group on this earth can take over the peace of our heavenly country INDIA!!!
Here is the reason why i am writing about hate when my previous posts were all about my love.
The reason is simple , my girl didnt like me to write all about her in my blog. So as to keep her happy(which is my only goal in life!!) i have stopped my previous post in middle!!!....But i do make a solemn promise that i will at a point of time reveal wat happened after July 22nd!!!..
Im feeling really really low down nowadays because of my personal life, love affair and finally academics. so to keep myself cool and get going i wanted to write my feelings down here, which to really some extent helps.
As i have said earlier that HATE is not THe anti thesis of love. Love has no opposite. The only thing in life which can make LOVE impossible is DEATH. Only when a man is dead there can be no reciprocation of love. Other wise there can be love anywhere!!!
So one thing is sure whatever anyone might think, i will keep on loving my girl till my time ends.
But here comes another question, wat was i doin to keep myself happy???
I couldnt possibly make myself happy but i could atleast manage to keep myself engaged and concentrate on one subject!!!
PSYCHOPATHS!!!! Interesting isnt it??
I have learnt enough of this to comment on this particular type of humans, THE GOOD BAD and EVERYTHIN!!!!
So keep readin to find out frm me WHAT MAKES A PSYCHOPATH!!!
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