Sunday, 9 August 2020

Experiencing the Bombay in Mumbai with that Girl

Hello there,
Welcome again!

Is it raining or still hot & humid?
Probably these are the two weather conditions most of the Mumbaikars are more accustomed to, but back then when I went to Mumbai, it was a bit cold. 
It feels more, even if it isn't. Especially when you just harked back from a heartwarming but freezing trip of North India in mid-December. 

Yes! It was mid-December and I just came back from a week-long college tour with Shimla, Manali, New Delhi, Chandigarh & Amritsar being the major halts.
A bit tired, but I was ready with my further plans for the rest of the month. 

With my bags swaying alongside I arrived at Amravati station around 10 in the morning.
What's next? Unpacking?
No way!
I was back again on my way to Mumbai (or Bombay as for the fact that this word gives a feel).
With my tickets already booked & my team being excited and with at par entho, I started my journey towards this City of Dreams for the third consecutive year. 

Ohh!
Did I just forget to mention, what my team was so excited for?
It was Mood Indigo, Asia's Biggest Cultural Festival. It's a 4-5 days long fest with footprints being in lakhs & celebs in hundreds, not just from India but from all over the world. Talent from across the continent come up at this fest & showcase it to the world.
Plenty of competitions are being organized, covering different genres of copious art forms. Of those, we were there for Dance. 
Though we gave our best shot, it was not enough for the level of Mood-i.

Thus, with those rejective results underneath, we hover to enjoy numerous concerts and pro-nite shows for the rest of the days. Also, who won't like to explore Mumbai, to wander on the seashore, Juhu, Marine Drive, Gateway, etc etc. 
No matter what, we all have a separate corner in our heart, for our love towards these Bombay sites.

On the last day, we friends peregrinated over different parts of the city and went to CSMT. Few of them wanted to visit Marine Drive, while there was one girl who wanted to meet her friend.
As this was my 3rd time, I chose to stay there at the Fashion Street where the girl was supposed to meet her friend. I never wanted to be the Kabab me Haddi, so I was rambling over the street. With that, we forgot that we have had to head back to the railway station, not CSMT but LTT.
The troop which enjoyed the Marine sights reached CSMT & took local. 
Now I was left with that girl, unable to contact them as my mobile was dead.

Okay, perfect time, let me confess something-
Though I have had the experience of Mumbai local for more than a dozen times, I'm still afraid of the crowd it has.
This time the responsibility of a girl added to my fear.
But apan sakht hai.. Mar jaenge pr chehre pr darr nahi dikhayenge.. (I'm strong, I'll die but will never let the fear reflect on my face) 😛

Journey is - the story between stations


Thus, we got hold of the handle & as expected the crowd had a surgical strike on us. The attack was so devastating, that my body was no less than an empty Pichku ketchup sachet. I can barely imagine the condition of that girl mobbed all around. 
With little efforts, I managed to make my way towards her through the throng & then protecting her from the mob.
No, I was not trying to act like Hero!
But the situation demands me to do so.

A few stations passed, couple of uncles asked us being concerned, where were we going? And thus suggested us to head towards gate or else the crowd won't allow us to step out of the train on the desired station.
We somehow got hold of each other's hand and managed to land on the platform with our bags alongside.

Time was running fast than our nerve signals. The girl was panicking but was having faith in me. I told her that the train is 20 minutes late, just to make her feel calm and relaxed. She might've thought, how dumb this boy is! How can a train be late at its origin station?! 😅
Yeah, little silly! but with no options left, I had to console her with whatever I could manage to think at that time.

Our bags swept the whole platform, searching for the exit gate, and our hands clenched so tight that it starts sweating after a certain period of time, but we got hold of each other till we had a seat in our taxi to LTT.
Arriving at LTT station, we collected our remaining luggage from the cloak-room & board the train on the last minute with mixed emotions.

Now seating at the window, I started thinking with deep breaths.
Sometimes, when your dear ones left you in between, try & trust a stranger. I assure, you will regain your trust in mankind or will learn another lesson. 
But you'll not feel hurt this time, coz it's a stranger whose little can be more to us, at least more than the close ones.

Thanks to that girl for the trust & cooperation in this "Operation Onboarding". 😜
Looking forward to experiencing some more exciting journeys the next time, for me to learn from life or to add one more stranger in my friends' list.


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Saturday, 30 May 2020

The seat next to me...


Hey there,
Yes you, the lone wolf! I appreciate your survival.

I know, Life is the most erratic of all. But no, not the bombshells every time. Life isn't that harsh to roast you every fckin time macha. 
Sometimes life is too busy to think of you, that it just fulfil the wish you have. The thing you've wanted from so long, desperately, could be all yours. You could end up getting the thing you wanted & not everyone knows about this mysterious hush-hush, which Rhonda Byrne quoted as "The Secret", so think wisely.

You should wish for a whirlwind, at least you would end up getting a "Hawa ka jhoka" (a mild gust), which is not bad either.

Okay, so keeping the book stuff apart, I personally feel that it's not always you, your mind & your thoughts in this chapter of life, a life more or less be yours. As I've already told you in the last blog that we are the puppets and the strings are with life. 
We wish for things or living, who ask for it like, I want it in this way & by this procedure only? No, we don't. 
We just want the chocolate, who cares for how it is made & how you get it? No one gives a damn.

Life will give you, definitely, but the way? that won't be of your choice. Expect the unexpected, my dear.

Life can be on your side
or the other, but for a reason, that's for sure.
Some meets with unknowns, some happenings on the go, some incidents and accidents are just a part of the path to whatever you desire for. Every tick of this journey has an eloquent lesson for you to shape & make you for the time you wished for.

On the path, everyone is temporary, except for the blood ones. Those temporary people are in your life for a purpose, to teach you or to learn from you. They're there to celebrate your birth or to cry on your funeral, else everywhere it's just YOU! alone, fighting, striving, hustling & living.

Known people are like an ocean for us, few parts are known as its visible, but you can't see the deep pools of dark mysteries. This is not the case with unknowns, the strangers. They open their heart out if they sense you as the right one. Ofcourse I'm not talking about the clingy uncle-aunty types, but a sensible and genuine person with a good amount of knowledge, who knows how to behave, how to be a bit savoir-faire.

Once when I was in Delhi for a couple of months, I used to commute from Paharganj to Sansad Marg by bus. On the very first week, I didn't find anyone worth talking to, but after a week or two, I found an aunt in the bus. She was sitting on my favourite seat, that's the window seat beside the door. I managed to sit on the seat next to it.

She was the age-old lady. The one with common Indian dressing, visibly happy with a grinning face, calm, composed and decent. She initiated the conversation on the first day. We met for almost a week continuously.

Every day, she used to share something which motivates me a little more than the previous day. Her stories don't seem to be scripted. More than the office, I was excited every morning to hear today's story. Those stories were not a fairytale kinda or some Raja-Rani (King-Queen) types. It was all her life, her struggle & the misery.
I got to know she was a sweeper at an office next to mine, and that day I ascertain the fact that poise and deportment are to be cultivated by choice, not by the profession.

The first day was so satisfying that the next day she herself booked a seat for me, this time the window seat, & the same goes on for the week. She was a true Gentlewoman.
One fine day when she thought we connected with our minds, her story was that- how she escaped from her son's house at Gaziabaad, who used to treat her as a household drudge. She left Gaziabaad with no hopes, alone in Delhi, making her life like a youngster hustling in his 20s.

Her story that day taught me, Everything & Everyone is temporary; this time, including the blood ones. They're there for a reason as I said.
The next day, I clasp the door of the No. 181A bus and what I saw was sad though. The seat next to me was empty. Even she was temporary I guessed, to teach me some life lessons worth listening for.

As I said, the path is not our choice, but it gives the best experience, whatsoever.
So think of your life to be the best, the best of your kind. Fight for it and cherish the path as much as the destination. Meet the people, learn, but don't be attached. Coz after all, it's the solitary life, you alone have to fight.

So, you my champ.
Yes you, the lone wolf! I appreciate your survival.





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Sunday, 24 May 2020

The Life before Death


Well Good Morning, for whatever the time is!

Let's feel fresh for a while.
Who knows when life's gonna end? Let's have a cup of tea to start it fresh from wherever you are now.
Coz it's never late to begin.

Life has been a constant fickle at times when we want it to be clear and stable. We choose life to be a slave of ours, we want to drive it no matter how harsh the driving might end up to be. We think that our life needs to work the way we want, which might be the words of fact for some of you, in your early days of hustle. Everyone has a hot and warm blood, with a fire within to achieve whatever is there in mind, whatever that gives them a kick within.
But...
What if you get to know that those plans of ten years down the line is nothing but a hallucination, and you are left with a week or month or a year at the most.

Ever thought of it?
Take a moment and pile your wishes, your goals, your plans into one place. Now figure out what time will it take to get this all.
A whole life? May be Yes!

You sacrificed some or the other thing for this till now? Definitely, you would've. Otherwise, it's not what you ever wanted, coz you didn't even fought for it champ.
Okay, I consider you want it desperately.
What next?
Your life is gonna end as I said, in a week or a month. Now there's no dream, now there's no milestones, no pain, no sacrifices and it's no more a hustle.

Now is the time to get down to reality. Life has these strings in hand and we are the puppets. The one without soul, lifeless & poor.

I have a short story,
Once an entrepreneur full of ideas, plans, goals & whatnot, was on his path to become what he wants. He never has had anything less to live with. A well-furnished flat in the city centre, that too in a reputed society, a sweet & loving wife, a child he was blessed with, two months before & a lavish sedan car. What I forgot to mention was his well-settled startup, with a decent outcome.
An entrepreneur tends to have an insatiable appetite. Infact, it's the human mentality. The more you get, the more you wish. No one wants to know the world above it.
He wanted his company to scale the ladder of fundings and make more & more profits, counting more notes. Several sleepless nights, constant work schedule & quite a few mental breakdowns, but who cares! we just want to excel. The time he was supposed to spend with family is been spent in the office. Consider a few nights as well. Also to put a highlight on the personality, get yourself known to the fact that he met his son all about 8 to 10 times hardly. He has put his blood & sweat into it for the time till now & guess what!

One fine day, like his early attacks, he got one again. But fortunately, he was at home this time. His wife took him to the hospital and was stuck to the mind-boggling words of Doctor which states that the brain tumour her husband has, was in the last stage.
So, what about his startup?
Fuck all...
He has just 20 days to live, maybe less but not more.
That night, he was through all his life till date, but not the next day.

The next day was a new life. He started to cherish the presence of his lady. He woke up early to catch the early morning sunshine which he hasn't seen for a while. Watching at that orange sky, his emotions were all naked. The regret was within but not on the lips, for the time he took for granted. He who used to deliver speech fearlessly in a crowded auditorium, is now shivering to utter a single word in front of his own wife. He wanted to play with his child all over again, but his tears would pop out of guilt.
He then managed somehow & lived the life more personally and not (or less) professionally.
He can see his end, so he wanted to do everything his heart ever wanted.
Remember "Your heart has those wishes which are always quashed under the materialistic wishes of mind", coz it has the control whatsoever.
You must have to go through this kind of phase to know what your heart really wants.

Imagine yourself in his place.
Imagine for a while.

“Not life, but good life, is to be chiefly valued.” – Socrates


Why can't we have a balanced life?
A life where you earn as much as you want, maybe a little more. A life where you'll have a little spare time for your loved ones, to share some thoughts, feelings and advices.
A life of living and not suffering!

Those 20 days of his life were tougher than anything he could imagine of. Even worse than the death itself.  Getting through this phase is an invitation to all-time depression and a want for an early and permanent leave as well.

So, now that you know the key, you don't need to suffer through those malignant thoughts.
Love your loved ones more than they do & invest in them more than what you get in return.
Keep in mind that material wealth is mortal.

Live your life like you have this one single day, the next day is a mirage. You'll get to know what it is when you get close to it.
So, rest for a while, think of it & say a fresh Good Morning to your life to start it all over again.
Coz you know, It's never late to begin!




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Friday, 30 June 2017

No Expectation Policy

Professional World- the World of Entrepreneurs, Employees, Boss, Manager, Office, blah blah blah.

There's a lot qualities needed to be a part of this professional world. Some are within us & some are needed to be indulged with us.

Among that list of hundreds & thousands of qualities, we come across a word 'Professionalism'.

For some, being professional (professionalism) might mean dressing smartly at work or doing a good job.
For others, being professional means having advanced degrees or other certificates framed & hung on the office wall. 

Yes, definitely.. Professionalism encompasses all these definitions, but it also covers much more.
To sum up it in short, we can say that,
Professionalism is an ART..
An art of working selflessly for your designators..
An art of extracting work from your employees..
An art of being polite..
An art of being humble..
An art of having a learning mentality..
An art of living with your ability, your skills..
An art of keeping your status, your attitude..
An art of being Money-Grubber..
It's an art of being "Professional".

Every child, being a non-professional personality, is very keen and desperate to know about this world of Professionals, & so was I.
I was the smallest in my family. I have two sisters who had already spent a couple of years in this world.
I use to fetch as much information as I can from them.
It includes the procedure to get hired, what happens there in the office, the terminologies & some about the qualities we should possess, our mindset and our attitude, etc., etc.

I stepped into the train of Graduation in the latter half of 2016.

My mind was thoroughly concentrated on the semester, because it's the grades of the semester, which the society asks you about, rather than what you actually learned, whether academic or non-academic.
In spite of the concentration towards exams, my grades were not up to my expectations.
Yes, It was 'All-Clear', but still, the hunger of my expectations is not completed yet.
So, from then I decided that I will never work for the expectations; rather I will work for the work to be done & that too in a perfect manner.

Because, expectations are a kind of mood changer.

If you get what you expected, you will feel like you are on top of the world, but if by chance you fail to stand up to that expectation, you will face a severe depression.

So, better to work with Zero Expectations.

Keeping the same thought in my mind, I entered the second semester.

With the same "No Expectation Policy" I tried my luck in dancing.
Successfully qualifying the two audition rounds, I finally got the chance to perform on stage with the senior competitors.
I didn't expect this, but it happened.
This all took place in the mid-Jan.

Then in the end of January, I was trembling with my friends in the college campus. I saw two boys and a girl with full suit ON, sitting beneath a tree at Cafeteria with a table and some chairs.
They were all black suited, so I got a little excited to know what it was exactly.
We reached there asking what it was.

Then what?

They started their recorded speech & explained me in detail about the event, that it was a National Level Technical Event organised by their college. They told me about different competitions, their entry fees & prizes.

They also told us that accommodation facilities are provided by them & food is the only thing we had to pay for, in their college canteen.

With this many facilities showering on us & the college not being far away from our city, I agreed to attend the event.

Right after that I called my childhood school bestie Utkarsh asking him about his interest in this event. He showed a green light, so did my classmate Pravin.

We three left for Shegaon early morning.

The college Bus was ready at the railway station to pick up the students coming from different colleges.
When we reach there, we were 2 hours late according to the scheduled time, but luckily like all other events in India, this too started late!

We three were deciding, which event to participate in. There were many events like C-Genius, LAN Gaming, Web Designing, Talent Hunt, Box Cricket, but my mind was stuck on Mock Placement.
I asked them how it will be.

Listening to their explanation, I was excited. I asked Utkarsh, whether he is interested or not, but he denied with a "NO" gesturing move.

"I'll try my luck in C-Genius & Talent Hunt", he said.
So then, I was ON for three events, Talent Hunt in a group with Utkarsh and C-Genius & Mock-Placement individually.

I appeared in C-Genius Test & instantly after that rushed to Talent Hunt, which was basically a Quiz Competition.

Its first round was a written test in which only one group member can solve it. 
So, as expected, Utkarsh pushed me in that well.
Fortunately, we survived & survived well, we stood second topper in the list.
Then gone through the Second & Third rapid-fire rounds, but it was the finals between top four teams, which forced us to return empty handed.

Right after the Quiz, I make a hasty run to Mock Placement.

Earlier that day, I asked my Sister about the sequence of rounds in placement and some keys to clear the rounds. She explained me in a subtle manner, that placement comprises of three main rounds, namely Aptitude Test, Group Discussion (GD) and Personal Interview (PI), all in same sequence.
"To excel the rounds, your attitude must be positive, your thoughts must be clear & your way of thinking must not be simpler and regular one", she said.

She added that, "In Group Discussion, you must not cut others point, but to appreciate their thinking and put forth your point of view. Don't be arrogant, aggressive and disrespectful, either in GD or in Interview.
She also told me about some common questions & how they should be answered.

Also the way to present myself in front of them.

I reached the Mock Placement room.
The first thing which shook my mind was that, it was Group Discussion round, while my Sister told me that it'll be Aptitude Test first & then GD.

Later I came to know that the sequence was intentionally inverted just for the sake of maximum rejection.
It was among the last few slots.

Without waiting for a moment I entered the Discussion Room with whosoever waiting there. Later, sitting inside I came to know that they were all 3rd year and 4th year Students.

I was little Shattered.

But then I explained myself, that it is just a matter of ₹50 (entry fees). I don't have anything to lose, but surely has an experience to gain which worth way more than that ₹50.
Then, with a positive intend I got ready to face the challenge.

The GD-Conductor there threw-in the topic of "Whether playing the National Anthem compulsory in Movie Theatres is a good move or not?"

He offers us 2 minutes to think if required, but I was so desperate to win this round that I don't even used 30 seconds of that two minute & started discussing and delivering my thoughts.

Taking a favour side, I introduced them with some facts & possibilities. All other candidates put forth their views & thoughts which again make me to talk more and more. But then, the time reaching the finish line & our all aspects of the topic being covered up, we finally put a full-stop to the Discussion.

Among the slot of eight, three candidates were selected, of which I was the part (luckily).


After crossing the first hurdle, I don't even get the chance to take a two step run for the second one.
The second hurdle was of the Aptitude Test in the neighbouring room.

As my sister explained the level of Aptitude Test was in between of JEE & GATE.
The test seems interesting to me, with all types of questions like logical, mathematical, physics & reasoning.

I utilised my time & answered as many questions as I can.
Hush..!!
Finally the first day ended successfully.

College representatives promised us to offer good quality hostel & food, but the fact was completely opposite.

They made us to sleep on a piece of cloth spread over the room floor, which was a bit uncomfortable.
Even the washrooms were not clean enough to take a bath.

We ignored all that & took a look towards the food, but when we asked the canteen contractor about food, he ignored us thoroughly saying that "I was not informed to cook food for anyone except my daily mess tiffins."

We met the Kabaddi team of our college during the talk with Canteen Contractor. They were also angry & frustrated towards the management of the college.
Fortunately, we were little familiar with that city & know a bit about outside accommodation options, but what about the students who came all the way from Mumbai, Pune, Nashik & Aurangabad.
They too had to face the same consequences of poor management.

After a brief talk, we all decided to knock the doors of the Lord Gajanan Maharaj Temple.

Gajanan Maharaj Temple is a sacred place there & people visit there from different cities, have food & can sleep as well.

The afternoon 'Mahaprasad' is for free, but had to pay a little cost of ₹35 for dinner.
After that, we borrowed mattress & cushion from there for ₹5 each.

The Kabaddi Team had their finals next day & I too had my Finals i.e. the 3rd round of Personal Interview which was scheduled after the result of Aptitude Test.

We enjoyed there at the temple creating a chaos situation for others & slept silently when scolded.

Next Morning, a new day with new challenges.. But our mind was fresh & ready to face those challenges.
The first challenge was of charging mobiles. After a sturdy hustle for charging, we got ready & ate the Shegaon famous Kachori in breakfast, twice.

Taking the worship of God, we visited the college. Uptill then I was so excited to see the result, that without waiting for a minute, I make a quick run towards the Notice Board.
Being a First Year Student, I was so relieved & satisfied to see my name in 3rd position in that list.

Then at 11 in the morning, I was called for the Interview. I was preparing myself mentally for the challenge.
With my not-so-formal dress ON & the not-so-professional resume in my hand, I entered the waiting hall.
Two senior faculty members of T&P Department were ready in their respective cabin to peel-off our skull to see what's there in our mind.

I got two of my senior competitors sitting beside me, waiting for their turn. One of them was a guy from PCCOE College, Pune & the other one was a girl named Raksha of the host college itself.

We three had a brief chat, which turned into a good friendship, which is alive till date, especially with Raksha.

Not only students, but the Teachers there were frank enough to discuss our problem with. Our formal chat was going on & a guy with black shirt & the red tie ON entered the room.

The guy from PCCOE told me that the boy was from Sinhgad College of Engineering, Pune & he knew him very well as they were classmates in junior college. He also added that, "He never loses any competition related to communication skills. He is the best speaker the college ever had."

Prior to that, I was tensed because of my informal attire, but was then relieved by Raksha, as she was also not in a formal dress. But listening to the PCCOE's guy, my level of nervousness​ doubles.

But then I make myself to remember about the "No Expectation Policy" & entered the cabin.
So, here the encounter begins, I greet the interviewer & was asked to sit on chair.

He threw-in some short technical questions, then turned towards my GD topic & wanted me to re-elaborate my opinion on the same topic.

He was shocked by hearing the fact that I was from the First Year.

By the end of the interview he said that, "Whether you'll be winning or losing, I can't tell you, but after competing with your seniors and after successfully cracking GD & Apti, you are sitting here in front of me is indeed a great achievement for you. Good Luck for your future."

I was so happy to hear that words. Even the teachers standing outside appreciated my efforts.

Then after that was the time for the final match of Kabaddi between our college & the host college.
We were pretty sure to win & were ready for a maffick, but unfortunately the day was not ours.
Our college lost the match & stood Second.

Despite of the defeat, we enjoyed the DJ songs there, might be more than their college students.

The Felicitation Program was scheduled in the evening. We waited.
Then it starts..Still a little late.
The dignitaries were being greeted & then Prize Distribution begins.
After 5-6 announcements she said, 
“Now the result of the most awaited competition 'The Mock Placement'. It is big because it has the most number of participants in whole events i.e. 230+

The Runner-up of the competition is Pratik Kale from SIPNA COET, Amravati."
I was so overwhelmed to hear these words.
She added that, "The most interesting fact about this boy is that he is from first year."
Listening to this, all students there started clapping & all dignitaries and Chief Guest stood up & congratulates me.

After collecting the trophy, certificate & a cheque of mine & also of the Kabaddi Team, we make a quick run to the Railway Station.

That was the first time ever in my life that I travelled without a ticket.

When I returned home & informed my parents about the competition & my win, they were actually happy for me.. I felt like my efforts paid off.

Then my Dad asked "Who is the winner?"
I told him about that boy from Sinhgad, his achievements & his skills.

After listening to this, his happiness was doubled thinking that I compete with this much experienced boys.
And believe me, I can literally feel their happiness & promised him to get more trophies like this.

Thanks to MGI's IGNITE 2K17 for such a great experience.


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