sameer calling from jamshedpur !

net indeed is a creepy place. a few days back had some Mr. Sameer presumably giving me a long distance call all the way from Jamshedpur. Such interesting or rather mundane incidents don't occur frequently.

Sameer Enthu 'Hi, nisha how are you doing?'
Nisha 'I'm sorry, i don't recall you. May i know who is speaking please?'
Sameer Dissapointed 'arre, comon nisha what are you saying. we have chated so many times'
Nisha 'Really?(blended wid all d sarcasm in d world) well as far as i can stretch my memory cells i don't know a single sameer in my life'. (keeping apart that annoyingly chivalrous hubby of my best friend - reading in silence)
Sameer Confused 'what is wrong with you? we have chated so many times off recently'
Nisha 'Look, I'm real sorry. i think u've got the wrong person. i really don't know anyone by the name of sameer.'
Sameer Frustrated 'then how do u suppose i got your contact no. and ur name. u r nisha patel, rite?'
Nisha 'wll ya, i'm nisha patel. Well, how would i know that....see, i'm telling you i hardly ever chat. maybe once in 6 months. and i've definitely not ever chated with you, unless your real name is stg else'
Sameer exasperated 'arre nisha itna bhaav kyun kha rahi ho. i sent u so many messages in d last couple of days. n till a week back we chated so many times. n y haven't u been replyin off lately to my offliners?'
Nisha 'God, for heaven's sake i don't really know you. see, i'm in touch with a couple of guys mostly involved in their MBA programs. I don't really have a very good memory. i could be forgetting. help me recall you in that case. is ur name sameer?'
Sameer Excited 'yes, i'm sameer. see nisha we interacted via yahoo messenger. infact we even talked in gujarati. arre bhooli gai tu aapne gujarati maan vaat kari hati. n then u gave me ur contact no n hence i'm calling u up.'
Nisha 'God help me. heavens, gujarati. i never talk with anyone in gujarati.'
Sameer Enthu 'you told me you are from jamshedpur and are living currently in mumbai. u stay at some place near some sanyas ashram, rite?'
Nisha 'god, true, i do stay nearby sanyas ashram. how the hell do you know that???? and heavens!!!jamshedpur, JAMSHEDPUR!! see, i've never been in my entire life to east..bengal, bihar, orissa, etc etc. n u r landing me in jamshedpur. see, i think there is a serious goofup here. i'm not the person u r tryin to get in touch with'
Sameer Curious 'then where are you from, mumbai?'
Nisha evading 'well...west'
Sameer Adamant 'so, u r from mumbai'.
nisha 'west. tell me which ID were u interactin with'
sameer Clarifying 'ur ID. ur name'
nisha 'spell it out'
sameer Anxious 'nisha_patel_05'
nisha 'there. there u r. man, i've never had any ID by the name of nisha_patel_05 ever in my life. but, i don't understand how the hell u've my name, contact no n adress'
sameer Dissapointed 'well then it seems she has been lying to me. u did some project for ICICI Prudential, rite??'
nisha 'hell, ya i did. n now how in the world do u know that. see, stop lying around.'
sameer trying hard 'see, i'm not lying. how do u think i got ur contact no n everything? is this a hostel or what?'
nisha hesitant 'ya, it is.'
sameer Insisting 'what is ur ID?'
nisha 'its nt nisha_patel_05'
sameer Apologetic 'see, i'm sorry. i don't mean to harass you. but, there is a girl with d said ID who gave me ur details. n she hasn't been replyin to me off lately.'
nisha 'ya, perhaps that girl has been givin out my details. that is scary. i mean hardly anyone knows i've done my project at ICICI. get in touch with tht girl, ask her y did she give out my details.'
sameer Friendly 'ya, i wud surely do that. i'm really sorry. i didn't mean to disturb/harass you in the least bit.'
nisha 'wll, that's fine. but just do let me know who the hell that person is. y is she pretendin to be me'
sameer Collected 'sure, i wud let u knw that. but, don't panic. its okie. i won't disturb u again. n i'm once again sorry.'
nisha 'wll, its ok. guess, not ur mistake'.
sameer 'i'm once again sorry.'

well from the way the man spoke he seemed genuinely sorry n perhaps he really was fooled by someone else...or perhaps he was just taking my case. i wud never know that.

nevertheless it was an exasperating yet exciting experience. brings u closer to the virtual reality, its pluses n minuses.

hmmmm....but from every experience there is so much learning and growth apart from the fun.

philosophy is interesting, but not a solution.

universe is relative, subjective. it expands fr every individual in direct proportion to his/her awareness. if awareness is limited, one feels knowledagable. mr d awareness, mr d realisation abt one's lack of knowledge, futility..mr d modesty, n d lesser equipped one feels. philosophy is interestin bt i feel it brings no solutions. to site an example its more like an hobby than a career fr neone....searchin fr ultimate meanings. gives u thrill, nt solutions.

Happy bird!!

today i'm a happy kid!

finally, my summer project has been finalised and its quite interesting. Investment pattern analysis across the industry for unit policies. i will be doing the complete industry analysis on what kind of investment patterns are offered under these policies to the customers. then comes the most interesting part of analysing them and suggesting the best mix and match of different investment patterns for different policies of ICICI prudential! wow! definitely seems thrilling!!

hey, isn't mumbai quite a funny place. u happen to see more "RUGNALAYS" on ur way from vile parle to santacruz than anything else! and guess wht the heck this RUGNALAY is?? guess, guess...
hospitals dear!! wht hospitals??? can't b. r u outta mind? no, m nt. trust me i need nt pay a visit to the neurology dept at any of these RUGNALAYS to prove tht my brain is in perfect shape n working just fine. has there been a history of accidents, juhu-beach drownings, lunatics, heart-breaks, unfaithful boyfriends in vile parle that i know not of!! nw, does marathi gives me a johnny lever feeling!!

n everytime i pay a visit to ICICI prudential, i get to glance at the wonderful Standard Chartered building, colorful kotak mahindra bank, a beautiful garden & SantaCruz Police Station on my way! nw, isn't tht enuf to make me happy. with Standard Chartered being my dream bank and my leaning towards the financial aspects! oh, and ofcourse, how can i forget the best building i've seen till date - Benetton! d kinda glass architecture i passionately love! felt an urge to just to get into the shop n shop till i drop dead(only this time it wud b as i won't b havin a single dime in my pocket n .....)

summers this time r quite chilling for me!!

all in the genes!

m in the mood of writin abt my 'late' adventures!

well, u knw my father was supposed to fill out a form to get me admitted into the St. Ann's High School for I std. and he missed the deadline!! so, there goes 1 yr. n then when he finally did took me to school the next yr, poor dad he was asked to take me back "sir, i'm sorry. but, it is a 'girls only' conventl" ! n i die to see the reaction it wud have forced on my darlin dad's face then! Tomboy for life!

so, u see its in my genes to get late! can't help it!

INCIDENT # 1

oh! i still remember how as a child and a teenager i used to run the way to my school! well, yea i was a over-energetic child burstling with energy but more than that it was coz i was gettin late! runnin seemed far more pleasurable than writin "i won't get late ever to school" 500 times!!

n this repeated everyday for 10 yrs of my life without fail!

INCIDENT # 2

runnin as a teenager was different, but runnin at 20 being a student of the Engineering College - Nirma Institute of Technology - now, tht seemed really odd to me! bt, ofcourse, ppl don't change, do they?? now, this karshan bhai didn't find any decent city locality for erecting one of india's best college infrastucture n he landed up in this wild place on the outskirts of Ahmedabad, on the highway towards the capital city Gandhinagar! much as the pathway is laden with trees and daily morn u get this feelin as if u r on ur way to a hill station: the cool breeze, the clear sunshine, the cheerful students, the wonderful bus and a heavenly place awaiting u! but, then the problem was u miss your bus and u end up at the mercy of some traveller passin by for lift or goin thru the ordeal of travelling in those 3-wheeled shuttle autos!

n inspite of realising the trouble i was headin towards, ignoring my mum's incessant wake-up calls, rushin towards the main road to catch the college bus and seein it pass by.........not even turnin back and havin a look at poor me!!!! and the entire batch perhaps kept wondering as to why i'm exactly 15 min late daily for my first lecture!

INCIDENT # 3

it was this grt MBA entrance test for nmims and i got late by no less than 15 minutes. 15 minutes! the MBA aspirants wud recognise the value of 15 seconds! n there was i gettin ssso late for such an important test! bt, somehow managed to crack it n here i'm today using the PC n net facility provided by nmims.

INCIDENT # 4

gettin incessantly late for my lectures at nmims, avoiding looking at profs n shyly makin my way towards the back-benches! much as i hate seatin on the back-benches!

d horrendous procrastinator!!

me n my sense of timing!

been more than a month since i wrote last! xcuses!

1] this fool didn't feel the need to back-up her files n someone very conveniently deleted data worth 200 MB. so, there goes my 10 month hard-work down the line; all my snaps, emode full test results, finance files, project reports, nmims stuff, the websites i found after such tedious work! i was in doldrums n had withdrawn from this world!
2] along with it, it takes away my 5 dear articles which i had written!
3] seems like "khuda jab leta hai to chappar phad ke leta hai". so, the net connection from the much envied girls' hostel was also in a permanently "Not Available" mode for more than a month!
4] the word punctuality doesn't figure in my dictionary.
5] the word laziness figures on every alternate page on my dictionary.
6] n hey, didn't v have stg called exams???!!!! nw, that's altogether a different issue that the much coveted exams are of a LKG level n u can party right throughout the night b4 appearin for them!

y do i keep hearin the phrase "Trust noone, Mr. Mulder" incessantly banging in my head like the much treasured "I love u" from my lover's mouth!

Trust Noone!!

the ephemeral experience called life!

any state of a mind is ephemeral. there is learning, there is growth and change.

what i believed in yesterday no longer holds today,
what i believe in today shall no longer hold tomorrow,
what i would believe in tomorrow would one day vanquish.

everything undergoes transformation. the marked aspect is the relative degree of change. so, some things change drastically while some undergoes wafer-thin change.

How Level of Information affects Thinking -
When i was a child, I & my younger brother had an impression that a TV costs about 2-3 lakhs(whereas it must have been less than 1,000 at that time! :-)) children, aren't they sweet. So, we used to wonder that we might not be able to purchase a TV all our lives. n end up doing the rounds of our neighbours. it sounds funny today, but man did it gave us a scare then.

How Level of Perception affects Thinking -
People more than loved my eyes. They used to find it simply irrestible till i got bespectacled. And this raving public adornment made me fastidiously attach to my eyes. At the age of 11, when i suddenly discovered that i've -3.5 it brought my world crushingly down. I had the feeling as if the entire world is sinking. If i can't see straight, how can the world survive? The world would come to an end!!!

I cried invariably every night for months. Poor God. He must have had to hear the cliched 'Why me?' for atleast a million times over a few months. apart from the sobs n complains. I behaved as if i was facing polio, heart-attack, heart-break, death all rolled into one. :-))))) but, then its said of children, they always exagerrate their experiences. Their imaginations can run amok. It took me a few years to accept the fact that i can't see clearly with my own eyes. after those initial turbulent times, i just developed a different perspective, 'People with specs always looks smarter' & that was it. I found my happiness back. Since then i became fond of my bespectaled look.

It still remains like a dream....being able to see with my own eyes, but it no longer is a dissapointment. And God, i love my eyes. that is one part of my body i fiercely love. but, today the world doesn't seem to come crushing down on me. thankfully for god, otherwise he would have to again tolerate that non-stop jabbering from me. :-))))

I think this was the issue that i had taken most sensitively throughout my childhood/teenage. what seemed the worst thing to happen to me in my first 15 years of life, seemed just a way of flaunting the intelligent look with the specs in the later years.

How Level of Maturity affects Thinking -
I have always been blindly faithful to truth. For years i believed in truth, truth and nothing but the truth. Be it bitter, be it harsh, be it harmful. I still believe in the same. Infact, i think it took me about 15 years to lie for the first time in my life! 'Be Truthful n hurt OR lie n comfort' - this has been perhaps debated for centuries. There is no change in my beliefs - I have always believed in the former & i continue doing so. but, since past few years my ideology has diluted on the front of 'timing.' For years i thought a lie for 1 second was sin, since a few years i feel i must wait atleast for a few minutes when the issue is delicate.

Level of Change -
Its obvious that the level of change was drastic in the former 2 cases and minute in the latter one.

But, still change is must. Perfection is an illusion, just as life itself is an illusion.

i think of triangular homes !

i think of triangular homes
n i wish i could paint them all black with a small little yellow aperture
the windows would be the doors and the door would be a wall.

but perhaps circular balls would be better homes
i would keep rolling inside them
i would make the door from boulders and the walls from wood.

how nice it would be if i could live atop a tree in a nest
and watch the incessant games the clouds plays with the sun
square earth and triangular sun.

oh i wish i had 3 eyes atleast
so that i can snap at someone making fun of me at my back
wudn't it be lovely...

oh n how adventorous it would be if we all lived under-earth rather than on the surface
all those secret alleys and hidden dungeons
n if my ears would have been sharp to hear the rustling of leaves above us on the earth-surface

see, again the child is back with her vivid imagination.

once a child at heart, always a child at heart !

i feel i'm 199 years old. mentally. as mature as one can get. on the contrary, somehow i am more a child than anything else. more than an engineer, writer, intellectual or a pragmatic thinker. because most of the times i see myself feeling/reacting like a child. forceful reactions which dies soon. naughty as one can get beneath that misleading dead serious attitude. playfully deceptive - but invariably having good intentions. hyperreactions. absence of malice. jumpy. highs n lows. tantrums notwithstanding. vulnerable. stubborn. starry-eyed. moony eyes. dreams n aspirations. endless pranks. fearlessness. innonence. innocence. innocence. imagination. imagination. imagination. curious enuf to retire a child to sleep with my incessant queries.

well, so this kid had been to J. W. Marriott yesterday. have been to 5-star hotels in the past, but not off recently. somehow, magnificent infrastructure n the architectural novelties always inspires me. perhaps, should have never left that B. Arch course at one of the most renowned art place after making into it thru the gruelling entrance tests....perhaps that was the second biggest mistake of my life. perhaps....or perhaps i m good enough to be the best in any given field n it doesn't matter where i finally land. in the MIT labs or the corporate boardrooms or creative studios. Oh I am the best, yes I am the best !! are baba, before u all start labelling me as an arrogant bitch, i'm just humming the lines of SRK song...

the men were all adequately dressed. i could relax, i was just on earth. and nothing terribly was wrong with either them or me. ah, but the women!!! cold shock. they made me feel like an eskimo hiding beneath layers of clothing who had accidentally landed up at a hawaain pool party. notwithstanding the fact that i was in my low-waist jeans n skimpiest top i have. no, seriously i would have to redefine my personal boundaries of skin-show if i want to visit such places without feeling that i belong to antarctica. n to realise that i wasn't even wearing my much-loved jacket.

Zappy Law # 5 - the more successful a woman, the less draped she is. and the law works backwards too. the more backward a woman, the less draped she is.(just see some documentary on african women on discovery in case u didn't get what i mean. no pun intended.)
Zappy Law # 6 - the more successful a man, the more draped he is.

see now only a child can have such frivolous imaginations, thoughts and bother to note them down too. just a little stupidity mixed with little imagination. I LOVE BEING STUPID.....really do.

that makes me an eternal child. cheers to that!! n yea the likes of ms. sush n ms. pia can keep telling me 'grow up, nisha'! i never would. ha ha ha. i would always be this way n u better arm urself fr the next prank that might be coming your way...!!!!

preachers - crooks of the 21st century

don't really categorise people into A,B,C by their race, religion, creed, gender, etc. having an open-mind is almost a prerequisite to being nisha patel. oh yea but talk of the preachers and my blood boils. for some reason i've always despised this category of people. all i want to do is punch their faces, break their backs, smash their bones. normally, i'm a peace-loving gandhian, but these kind invokes uncontrolled fury inside me. the inherent hypocrisy is the root cause for my fury. the dazzling wordplay. ah, it only fetches visual images of jackie chan/bruce lee n the likes. such hypocrites. half the times they don't even know what they are stating, they just pick up the morally rite thing n start lecturing. ( to the ones who are never willing to credit me for my thinking but always ready to pounce upon me to prove that their intellectual prowess is far superior -> exceptions are there in all cases. there do are genuine ones - like Jaya Row - who do it with the right intention, the right procedure and right implementation, but they constitute the minority. )

life did give me an opportunity to come across a few of this kind. n just like the tempting chocolates they come in various assortments. some r outrite self-proclaimed 'saints' whom everyone should heed, some brag n look down at the junta, some fail in reading the simplest of thoughts and yet think that they are the know-alls, some take it for granted that it is their responsibility to heal people, some get carried away by their ability to reach out, some get this wonderful feeling of knowing people inside-out without ever having interacted with them and teaching them how to live life. wow!! sounds fantafabulous! y didn't i ever think of becoming one since i'm fairly acclimatized with the learning process!!

these lot fails in understanding the simple thing that noone needs anyone. everyone comes alone, lives alone, dies alone. and everyone is capable of fighting her/his own battle. the basic need remains the same, that for love, care and understanding. but, no amount of lectures can fill that void if it exists. nobody needs a complete stranger walking into their lives claiming to teach them. that would amount to forced intrusion into someone's privacy. if a person is genuinely concerned, all he/she needs to do is Listen. rest shall happen automatically. afterall, even if you are intellectually / spiritually superior that should give you all the more reason to have faith in them, that if you can reach this stage, so can they.

you don't preach unless you have faith in human-mind. the moment you lose it, you consider yourself superior.

spirituality. the age of aquarius - the spiritual king of the zodiac - commenced in the year 1997. the inevitable magnetism towards a miracle cure. the frustrated pschye, the restless minds, the tortured souls. seeking a solution. the exponentially accelerating materialism, the blind competition. diminishing boundaries, expanding horizons. the stress of fast life. human created miseries.

i tend to disagree with those who believe that GOD is the biggest destroyer. i feel noone deserves the title better than the humans. tsunamis can kill, disrupt lives, but humans can kill the soul and spirit of a person. the power of human mind is unfathomable and so is its ability to destruct. the world progresses due to the ones who let their creative energies win over the destructive tendencies. but, it only progresses at a limited rate due to the equal number of battered souls who fails in putting their creative energies into perspective. but, a point to note here is some humans do drive other humans to the point of irreversible destruction. it is all a play amongst humans, god is a mere facilitator. to expect him to intevene, help, bless is just plain stupidity and selflishness. he has left everything in our hands. to create or to destroy. yea, its largely a matter of the mind, but then the 6 billion strong population isn't made to be strong in every sense. an eternal battle is being clashed between evil n good in 6 billion minds. the clash of values, morals, principles, ideals. the hopelessness. the all-prevailing dirty politics. not to mention, luck does play a role. there is no dearth of talent on this universe, but its the ones that are backed by luck that emerge winners. this is not to demean talent & perseverance one puts in, but to stress that at the end there are hypothetically 100 equally deserving people out of whom only 1 reaches the pinnacle. that man/woman is lucky. the shekhar kapoors, the nehrus, the deepak chopras...these are the elite lucky ones whom fairy god-mother chose to select out of the talented lot.

so, put every factor into consideration and you see that it really had never been more difficult to be at peace. and hence, the whole spirituality thing sells like hot cakes. and again who are the winners here, not the ones with the greatest wisdom, but the ones who knows how to play the shots right.

now a point to consider as to why preaching can never help. there are 2 categories of people.
1] who knows that all they need is they themselves.
2] who knows not that all they need is they themselves.

category 1 would fight their own battles knowing they have all the ability they need. so, they don't need preachers. category 2 thinks that they need preachers to guide them. here they undermine their capacity to fight the battles and inspire their cores. the moment you hold their hand and start preaching, they start getting totally dependant on you. they become weak. is this the intention of the preachers? if not, they should have faith in them that they would emerge out of everything on their own.

humans should always be left to themselves. becuase i believe that every human is the strongest person on this earth. they need none.
so, the preacher category can choose to go my way or the highway.

ego drives such senseless pursuits.....as preaching.

wht 2 say!!

generally, i consider myself quite a serious person. but, today was different. i think if i keep company with this prof i might end up doing a govinda!!!

Professor R. P. Singh - today at his best

Prof - "so, who all were absent in my last class?"
hands up!!
Prof - "y were u absent?"
shoot reasons!!
Prof - "so, all the ladies were unwell n all the boys overslept!"

Prof - "whose mind is speaking when u r speaking? isn't it urs? so, y do u've to always begin sayin 'i think..' u r speaking only because u think. otherwise u won't be speaking!!"

Prof - "answer more than asked in the question and get a F"

Prof -
1] "ages back dubai was 'sand n camel'.
2] "ppl stayed with camel, drank camel milk and inherited camel's legacy of storing water n they became tough."
3] "indians were well fed, had better roads, better facilities and hence became lazy."
4] "they fought with indians....they found war better than staying back at home. tht was so tough n boring!!"
5] "now, dubai is better than NewYork. have better roads, better facilities and more water than india!!!

apart from this he also taught us how to be responsible for ourselves...like a father....i wonder if he is able to express his feelings to his children also in such a loving manner....never does he advises us, he always talks like a friend. n observing him i wonder why is it that people are generally loving, caring and nice with everyone but their closed ones...?? what stops people from expressing their feelings for their loved ones....?? i used to be so reckless with my loved ones, fortunately not any more....

taking too much for granted, is tht the reason???

chandan - ahh !! (Prof. Chandan Das Gupta)

chandan sa chandan das gupta

this man can make me run outta wordz..he is tht brilliant...for d first time since i landed up at nmims, a prof has been able to hold my attention...coz u can't afford 2 b otherwise n dat's d way it sud b. i mean bloody 20 hrs of teachin can land u nowhere!! if the prof doesn't go fast enuf without wastin time in some irresponsible n immature discussions. he is good. he is quick, he is precise, he understands the urgency of time, he is passionate about his subject, he is approachable, he is very frank n he teaches well, man!! he is damn good...if only all d profs all d trisems were like him...i wud b much better off.

he is cool, man; cooler than cool!! he proves tht he is 'chandan' indeed, just like his name...he leaves a fragrance of learning and discovering free from malice, manipulations and arrogance whenever he is around...Chandan..ah!!

this onez 4 chandas das gupta. hats off!!

my latest crush - economics

economics is fascinating. especially with Guru Prof. rakesh singh shooting 6 queries at me to which i gave a blank look, d look as if i've ended up in an adivasi tribal area with ppl jaberring away in their native languages of which i've no clue. n i'm awaiting my murder!!

d point to be noted is everytime i raise my hand, he has no question for me, the moment i don't raise my hand, he is after me.....i do get angry...man, i'm an engineer to begin with...have spent almost 6 years in telecom field...a hard-core engineer who can't do anything except think about circuits and logic. i ate telcom, i breathed telecom, i lived telecom and i dreamt telecom for 6 yrs.....now, all of a sudden he expects me to talk like an eco expert, sir, how about u talking on telecom?? wht is 4-G? wht is EDGE? is digital really more accurate than analog? why aren't there more FM stations if the technology is better? why does exactly WILL can't officially allow roaming? wht is the badwidth of a normal telephone channel? wht is delta modulation? wht is microwave transmission? how do u think this voice signals gets transmitted?

i know all this but, how can he expect me to know the intricacies of economics to begin with...daily trade of forex and term deposits and fiscal policy and wht not.....i'm trying to learn, isn't that enough???

as long as he gives assignments and makes us slog, its fine..but, does he have to humiliate students even when they are trying to learn? fear. fear never makes students learn. ppl attend his classed for fear, not for learning. i don't approve of his teaching style, as if anyone cares!!

are, just removing the frustration this man is causing me.

gettin serious i've been in love with this subject since i first touched it. may b i find it so appealing as it is so logical and pratical in nature. so theoretical n yet phsychological. so true n pressing.

but i have to agree he is good also. he is damn good at his job, as he says way above the threshold level. does he make us slog!! bt, for our own betterment, i guess.

keep up prof!

bihari profua

"if i can handle 10,000 criminals working on the shop-floor of a factory, wht in the world are u guys, a civilized batch of 60 ppl(i.e. if there is no violent tendencies in u!!)"

he is a cutie-pie, ofcourse not coz he adresses me and all the girls "lady"..ha ha ha..bt, for his indulgence into tht petroleum refinery process or whtever it is called...good, i did learn afterall tht had there been no crude oil, i wud've had no food to gobble n no clothes to wear!! hey, now don't take it literally...but, tht's wht he said in his usual hilarious style...now, whether u find it hilarious or outragious is another issue....bt, he knows how to control us very well. he should have been an instrumentation and control engineer. would have controlled those weird machines very well.

may be he should b at Tihar Jail...!!! he would anyday straighten out those hard-core criminals!!

never smile on the mumbai locals !!

Smile = invitation to harrassment on the mumbai local trains.

i had gone outta my mind to give a friendly smile to a deceptively oversmart guy. and there he was trying his best to impress me of all people (can't he find a better one???) there was I shifting positions...only cursin myself for showin my empathy n humanity...

never again, NEVER EVER in my life.

d petty celebrations!!!

money..is it really tht grt? wht's more commendable, a million dollar salary or d courage of pickin up half tht sum 4 a company u believe in, u want to work in? its definitely kalyug. or else there wudn't have been so much of materialism - d worshippin of money..

y is the world goin so crazy after GREEN NOTES?? i simply don't understand...money doesn't get u happiness, peace of mind, satisfaction...yes, it does bring comfort along wid it....but, do u stoop so low to achieve it...ignore the true talent, worship d money-makers n discourage d innovative guys!!

honey sud b worshipped n not the money, 4 they stand by u for who u r, recognises ur talents n ameliorate ur liabilities...at d end of the da, every1 wants a companion which hopefully isn't green in color n made of paper!!

where is d world headed towards? d real talent isn't gettin d exposure n tht cud eventually lead to saturation in inventions...which might result in stagnation......which might lead further to bitterness...war...destruction....may b tht's wht v call the doomsday!!

wht shall happen if there is so much of darkness...evil.....d indian sayin "SATYAMEVA JAYATE" isn't apt for this kalyug. n may b i sud try n accept, if not adopt, d realities instead of idealizing life.....life wud b far less complicated then n there wud b lots of fun, bt will i b able 2 face myself in d mirror????

i don't think so...so, i better get on wid work n live as per my principles even if it leads me to failure.

learning to live !!

Dear Prof. n friend Sirur

symbolic! tht's the word tht springs up in my mind when i think of his early demise. such a sweet person was he!! can't really believe he is no more...i can't believe tht this has happened, especially right after my mail.....whom do i share this unbelievable experience with...i was so taken aback at the symbolism.....

well, i had recently written a mail to him saying "there are only 3 good things abt nmims: 1 of them being you. nmims doesn't deserve a humble n intelligent being as u. u deserve to b in a place which recognises u for ur talent. n i hope and i'm sure u soon will find such a place. "

he replied back to me saying "ofcourse, i will b relieved to b in such a place, but who will take me? my paunch is bigger than my brain!! so, i'm trying to be happy at the place i'm."

and just 3-4 days after he wrote this ......he left us all.....just as i had hoped he has left nmims to be in a better place...

never ever in my life has such a strange co-incidence occured and i'm really really really thoroughly shaken with my mail n the aftermath......i'm runnin outta wordz....i juz hope he is safe n under divine care.

the sweet rosy cheeks, the garrulous nature, d toon-toon tommy, d abuse, the love he effused, d sensitivity, d 'non-fin' fin lectures, d english lessons, d child-like behaviour, d anger, d frankness, d open-office, d always welcome approach......i'll miss u, sir...hope u get this message wherever u r..

Best Wishes,Nisha

d human need to feel best

there always r elements in life who can never b happy with wht they are n hence, they feel the need for imitating n criticizing n humiliating fellow beings. wht do u do when u r faced with such a situation? grieve, vent out ur fury or forgive....life can get real complicated at times. i'm no saint n it does get difficult at times when u r humiliated. how do i forgive? bt, if i don't forgive i can't b appy....n i think being happy is an essence of life to me...whts the point if i keep thinkin abt being humiliated n ruin my present...y bother so much abt ppl who don't understand u. so, i learn to forgive..it takes time..years....to reach a stage when forgiving becomes ur second nature. but, i'm learning....forgiving is healing ur heart....n then when i'm able to forgive i can sense peace at my core...wht more do i want!!! but, m i able to remain peaceful or are d thoughts reappearing in my mind.....m i truly at peace of mind?? i don't think so...i'm angry, dissapointed with colleagues who let me down...my very own ppl publicly humiliating me.......but, i'll recover. coz my love for myself n life is greater than the love for revenge....i hope i can do it n achieve nirvana one day.....

live, love n forgive.

nm TRIDEVs

d only good thin abt nmims:

1] display board flashing some of d most inspirin thoughts makin ur day.
2] the brilliant amazing perfect teacher, Manohar Oak...teachin beyond acads..
3] d wonderful Library with its wonderful design, interiors and ofcourse, the great collection of books.

2 yrs down d lane, i wud definitely miss these 3...

Tell me!

Tell me if it is worth it, if it makes any sense to you.

The all-important XII (Science Stream) Standard. Fortunately or unfortunately happened to be at the well-renowned St. Xavier's High School. As it is with the convents, pondering over getting even a single holiday was asking for too much. In stark contrast were the Gujarati Medium Schools which offered lavish holidays for XII Board students keeping in mind the time one needs for self-study and preparation. Not to forget that in the end the Gujarati Medium Students always walked away with the better grades which unfortunately had nothing to do with merit, but sheer bias towards convents and some thoroughly repulsive marking systems. So strong is the bias infact, that the parents unwillingly often admit their tiny toddlers in Gujarati Medium Schools as they see that the entire career of their dear children would be at stake otherwise. And till today nothing is done to reduce this bias.

Anyways I am not in the mood of dissecting this issue at this point of time. So, coming back to the point, no holidays in vision. and the mounting frustration of students. Then came Saatam-Aatham, a religious festival celebrated with much gaiety throughout Gujarat. The Guju-med counterparts ended up getting almost a week off. On the other hand were the poor cousins, convent-educated counterparts like me who had to do away with a single holiday in offer as it fell on sunday!

The pressure running high! The adrenaline rush in the teens! The rebellious spirit at its highest! All we asked for was a day off and did we expect to get it! For the first time in the history of St. Xavier's High School, Jamnagar WE, the batch of spririted 60 students finalized on MASS BUNKING for a day. Definitely it is not worth a mention when it is manifested in a college. But, at school-level, it was pretty unthinkable. Seemingly the tendency to take risk for the betterment of our own future won over the fears and we went ahead with the plan. The day saw 8 students for the day. The rest 52 decided otherwise! Ofcourse, you wouldn't count me in the former group, would you?

A great uproar following the incident. Report Cards of all students collectively snatched and submitted to the principal. The school was on red-alert as if the bulls had been set loose! The threatening followed. Mass Suspension in line. Parents warned and a clear apology expected for the unsaid sin committed. Students buckle down under pressure, goes for mass apology. Deal negotiated. Written apology if your report card is precious to you.

D-Day arrived. A line of 52 students in the principal's office submitting their apologies personally in exchange for their report cards. Things going as smoothly as chocolate dipped in vanilla! A familiar question being thrown to all the students 'Why were you absent on the said day?' and an even more familiar answer followed invariably 'I was not well, Sir'. A following remark 'Next time be careful. Submit your medical certificate if you are not well'. The closing remark 'Sorry Sir.'

P for Patel, roll no seemed to be around the mid-30s. So, eventually my turn comes. Now only that the interaction didn't seem to go as smoothly as with my previous classmates.

Principal - 'Why were you absent on the said day?'
Myself - 'We had decided on Mass Bunking as we were not getting any holidays compared to the gujju medium students. It was a mutual decision and hence I was absent. I am sorry.'
Principal - (shocked to his guts) 'So you were perfectly well on the said day'
Myself - 'Yes, Sir. Perfectly well.'
Principal - 'Had I known earlier that you would be doing this today, I WOULD HAVE NEVER ADMITTED YOU IN MY SCHOOL'
Myself - (Shocked even to a greater extent) 'O.K. Thankyou.'

Well, this incident did thoroughly shook me and I still can recollect it vividly. When 51 students are lying and only 1 has the courage to speak the truth, the '1' was severely rebuked. Everyone was aware of the apparent cause and yet they chose to ignore it and hide it behind a convenient facade. Instead of being encouraged for being truthful and honest I was humiliated. Ask anyone in my earlier school, and the one quality that would invariably come out of all mouths for me was the word 'HONESTY'. And when I decided not to lie and be honest and accept my mistakes in a new school I was humiliated par repair. I lost all respect I had for this great institution that day. Especially for Revered Father Principal. I will hopefully create a school-chain wherein the principal would encourage such a honest mind!

The other 51 students were not scolded in the least bit, I happened to be the only one to bear the brunt just because I thought it better to be honest and truthful. At 16, I was that day advised to lie, to be dishonest, to be untruthful by a very big authority. School which I treat as a temple considering teachers as angels and principal to be the moral god. That day, I was asked by my God -at that time and place- to cheat, to manipulate. What effect it would have on a young mind of 16. Fortunately I never got carried away and always sticked to my principles. What would have happened of a lesser convinced person??? The outcome we see in today's youth is the end result of such treatment. The society reaps exactly what it sows!

And years later, I am again facing a similar situation where in it seems I have to pay a heavy price for stating the truth as the truth. My entire career is in serious jeopardy. And I have friends all over the place reprimanding me for honestly and boldly stating the facts. Not a single one in sight to stand by me morally. Though they do understand my ideology, all they ask for is 'change' in my manifestations. But, how can I be someone that I am not??

What is it that drives such behavior?? Is it the Human EGO? Is it the need to humiliate a stronger person as someone else is not able to be that stronger? It surely is Kalyug. And the saying 'Satyameva Jayate' seems no longer valid.

What is wrong with this world? Or for that matter what is wrong with me? Where do I go from here? What do I do from here? If I choose to remain the same person, I perhaps would never be able to contribute in any manner. And I do so. Where do I concentrate my energy? How do I bring a change in an all-encompassing unethical society. Learn to be diplomatic and dishonest when it is must. But, tell me how can I change my basic nature? How do I learn to lie? How do I learn to manipulate? And where would I still go if I do imbibe all these so-called 'virtues'. Finally, everyone dies, doesn't one? So, then whom do I have to answer? Is it GOD or myself? And I for that matter can't face myself in the mirror if I change and try to be someone I am not. So, logically it makes sense that I remain the way I am. But, logically I would face nothing besides failures in my life if I remain 'myself'. So, what do I do??????

Only hoping to discover a solution to my inner conflict of being my best versus being what others consider as best!

life!

nothin is real. its illusions. the happiness as well as the grief. v r just a small part of this universe and our duty is to give our best. it seems to most of us, that what v r looking for is love. the ever illusive true love. and if almost all of us want tht, why is that most ppl don't have it?? do u realize, the fact of the matter is that humans are imperfect. and they seek perfection in everything...perfect love.. this is the root of all evil, desires and grief and also happiness... happiness, yes happniess also; because its due to our imperfectness we tend to see perfection when it doesn't exist and v feel its real and perfect n start feeling happy. in reality, there is no perfection, no happiness.... v soon realise that it isn't perfect and then feel miserable.. the cyclic process of imagining perfection in things and people and then coming down crushingly to the conclusion that v were in a illusory world...this cycle jsut goes on n on n on..till v die...then v become one with the universe and stop seeking perfection and feel nothing..

becuase just as grief is bad, happiness is to bad, its people like u and me who have given over-importance to happiness. one's happiness is always another's grief.. its a very simple equation which people tend to overlook in blind pursuit of happiness. the true thing is neutral.. a state of mind where in u neither feel happy nor sad...another illusory thing to be achieved...though some people claim to have reached to that stage, i don't agree. if they really have sought deep knowledge and awareness, they won't preach. as preaching is what common people would do. yes, if there is a man who has reached that state and yet no one knows of him, then it is possible. as only such a man can have the vision not to preach and not even to assist anyone in understanding the mystery of world. as the supreme power woudl like all of us to make way on our own. isn't the growth process a hint from the creator?? just as v grow from childhood to adulthood, and see that what we thought of years back was faulty, even what we r thinking right now could be faulty, cudn't it be? so, then what is the truth? god wants all of us to find that on our own... and i think he would be proud of me, if i find that on my own....

i can go on n on about my philosophy....bt, its really difficult to explain...as ur level of awareness would be different from mine and hence there would be conflicts, difference of opinion. the ultimate truth has no versions, it is the same for everyone....

1 important thing and that is the one who tries to avoid the pain and the natural process of development woudl be the one who suffers the most...u've to accept life as it is, respect it, learn from it, grow and never think of tomorrow..but, just concentrating on ur karma...yes, i strongly believe in karma..bt, i don't believe in rebirth...i don't know how people who cause more sufferings to others are punished or how the good are rewarded....but, i know that v must do our duty... as v r just small puppets ... v r nt the managers of this life or this world... and the more v try to become 1 the more woudl b suffer..
acceptance.... learning.... awareness.... i think these 3 values counts the most..

this is what i meant when i wrote on my blog that life is illusion. if it wasn't illusion, living beings would not be so restless, they are restless as tehy know not of what is real and what is not.

but, i think who ever created this beautiful life and world, wants us to forget about everything, give our best and b restless at the same time....restlessness produces geniuses. because if u perfectly happy and satisfied with what ever you have and you knowledge is perfect, you woudl stop takin any action. restlessness is a must for thriving..

i don't know how clearly i'm able to explain what i think of life....hoping u wud get some insights on my views...

This article is an extract of my letter i wrote to a friend.

a farce!

in life there are some secrets, often forced secrets. Like software coding, summer pjts and so on. its the human ego which forces them to keep them as secrets as otherwise they would lose all their charm.

anyone who has learned elementary coding would see what i am trying to say. isn't coding easier than even elementary education provided in the field of science/physics/maths etc? it is a novelty due to its late timing in the world or say as it is not prevalant yet. but, there is absolutely nothing intellectual about coding. its just as routine, simple and tedious as perhaps your typing skills. but the professionals in the field would not agree to it for they are getting all the attention for something supposedly abstract and difficult. the likes of linux torvalds, the revolutionaries are the ones who would rather share their knowledge than boosting their egos. that guy has done something so beneficial for the society ... that he deserves laurels.

why is that the obvious gets the attention. the obvious pain. the obvious success. the obvious difficulties. i feel the true winners are the ones whose actions are not obvious and for the same they do not get much consideration.

same goes with the summer projects of mba, in india atleast. but again no mba student wud admit tht summers is farce lest he has the courage and conviction to boldly state the truth. everyone wants to maintain their status quo. even if its an illusionary concept. ofcourse, there are exceptions and some companies offer genuine projects and some students work genuinely. but, all in all i don't blame the students or the companies as such. there is a lack of mutually connected growth between the indian academia and indian corporate world. well, i guess everyone is aware about this apparent state of affairs and suggesting solutions mite just amount to preaching. so, i would rather keep my ideas close to my heart till i can reach a stage of implementing them in real.

so much for maintainin ur position in the society..and so many farces!!!

SONY World n Cute Squirrel !!

n hey, i got to tell u this.. i saw this amazing, wonderful TV commercial of SONY ericsson mobiles on the net... was really fed up seeing those never-ending ads centered around flirting! so, here comes a fresh approach like a breather from none other than sony! its a SONY! if its SONY u need nt think at all!(forget about thinking twice).

A wonderful concept, they too have gone for the emotions, but i must say they must have done enuff market research to come up with such a brilliantly affecting idea!! Squirrel! yes, it is about a girl trying to capture the cutest squirrel on her mobile in a lush-green open ground! and a ultra-rich guy playin this squirrel games on his mobile in a oh-my-god plush setting! brilliant! n some weird scientist in some hi-fi setting!

Sony has rightly got hold of the customers feelings! everything in life ain't abt boyfriends and girlfriends and love! life is too wonderful and is definitely not just about love. the younger generation is realising the value of being one's own self! if u open ur eyes, a whole new world opens up for u, where there is noone but u! life is beautiful and one needs to make the most out of it! very cleverly, they have captured the increasing importance of pet animals in today's world, where noone is there for anyone! indirectly, they have also send the message that they care about nature and animals and environment!! and also addresses the loneliness of today's youngsters!! simply amazing idea! hats off to the guys at SONY creative department!!

Its definitely a SONY! who else can do it!

idealism n disillusionment!

ideas n idealism
i hate being idealistic, wish i cud take a break sometime n just loaf around being a complete lousy, unethical fellow....bt, then hell i hate myself everytime i do stg such...i lose all the peace of mind and feel so guilty...

bt, then this idealistic thing is also leadin me nowhere. n i want the world to b idealistic and everyone to be fair n idealistic, this is the last thin possible on the face of this earth..bt, i..i want a perfect world and it just kills me to see so much of unethical actions..
wht do i do?

lord, help me..
i'm stunned by the dilemma i face...it seems there is no way out..this way or tht way i'm unhappy...bt, i want to b happy at times n just forget abt this damn world...

noone can help me.

Hail Haley! The Finest Child Actor Ever!

This world sucks. Haley Joel Osment is so correct when he feels "This world is shit" in the movie "Pay it Forward". I identify with him completely.

Why is that people generally never widen their perspective & always fails in deciphering the real depth of the words. i see no negative attributes in his thinking, behaviour and manifestations. infact, i find him to be such a positive, genuine and logical person. one who tries to contribute towards changing the imperfectness of this world in his own capacity.

i never also understand why people find some genuinely passionate songs sad and depressing! whereas i find them to be so very energetic, passionate and inspiring! definitely, something has to be wrong with either me or these people!

Trevor, well he is a gem of a human being to begin with. the real beauty lies in his mind which is so free of malice. and the real inspiration is his belief that things can be bettered if they are not better. and the difference between him and perhaps many of us lies in the fact that he didn't merely think, preach and advise, he worked over it, he took action. he tried. he failed. he again tried. he again failed. believe me he tried again and he failed once more! was he the one to give up and get depressed, no dear! he tried again and voila atleast something changed. ofcourse, not that the end matters, but he was lucky enough!

he loves this world. he cares about people. his heart bleeds at the plight of people treated unfairly. and is there anyone who doesn't belong to that category? his soul tortures him when he sees so much of malice, injustice in this world. all he wants he people getting fair treatment. he would perhaps give anythign to bring a smile on someone's face! but, he realizes that his vision is perhaps impossible to achieve. he does find the world full of shit. isn't it shit really?

There is so much to improve,
and a person who wishes to improvise would surely find the world 'shit'.

trevor idealizes life at the risk of isolation, failure, criticism and despair. how can he be ever a negative person?

my life is in so many ways ........based on d principles he followed......

and in the first place how did Trevor happen?? a seeming impossiblity had there been no "HALEY JOEL OSMENT". the finest actor of all ages and all sexes and all centuries!

Haley you are a master piece!

Life !

Life,

Neither is it dark,
Nor is it bright

All it is - a mere illusion!

Accusation !

Its so easy to accuse, just if it would have been as easy to acknowledge,

Life would be much more worth living!

Nothing to Lose!

There is nothing to lose in life,
Everyone is a born zero,

Its the gifted talents that makes a winner/loser.

....As such, there is nothing to lose in life except your conscience.

Be Yourself

Just Be Yourself,

Neither your parents child,
Nor your spouse's wishlist,

Neither the society's slave,
Nor an ideal human,

Neither the best employee,
Nor the worst student,

Neither the hero,
Nor the zero,

Neither the benefactor,
Nor the saviour,

Neither the Yes-Man,
Nor the Boss,

Neither the perfect human,
Nor the god,

Just Yourself!!

Break the rules,
Break the conventions!

Break the traditions,
Break the chains!

Follow your heart,
Follow your dreams,

Set your soul free,
Be Yourself!


the essence of life to me is being myself!!

juz me!

kuch dil ne kaha, kuch bhi nahin
aise bhi baatein hoti hai, aise bhi baatein hoti hai.

Leta hai dil angadaainya,
Is dil ko samjhaye koi,
armaan aankh khol de,
ruswaan na ho jaye koi,
palkon ki thandi sej par,
sapnon ki pariyaan soti hai,
aise bhi baatein hoti hai,
aise bhi baatein hoti hai.

kuch dil ne kaha, kuch bhi nahin.....

dil ki tasali ke liye,
jhoothi chamak, jhootha nikhaar,
jeevan to sona hi raha,
sab samjhe aai hai bahaar,
kaliyon ko koi pucchta,
hasti hai yah woh roti hai,
aise bhi baatein hoti hai,
aise bhi baatein hoti hai,

kuch dil ne kaha, kuch bhi nahin......
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touches my heart...
everytime i feel angry, frustrated, i listen to this song and i instantly start seeing the enormous beauty of nature, love n life. how beautiful is this world....forgiveness overcomes revenge, kindness overcomes rage. i somehow identify with this song soo SO much. i feel as if it is my heart that is singing. n i feel myself. n i feel at peace n happy being all alone....as if this song is my lifeline.... my truest friend... this is my world... this is me... this is my life... full of love... silence.... nature.... spirit..... joy.... the truest representation of my inner feelings..

the magic called lata's voice + kaifi Aazmi's wordz + hemant kumar's music. - song from the movie "Anupama"

heaven on earth!!

Who said you've to die to be in heaven?

Come to Switzerland and let 'heaven on earth' unfold before your eyes!
Explore the beauties of heaven!
Relax in the wilderness of heaven!
Immerse in the heaven of heaven!

Ad lines written by me for a competition organised by Lufthansa.

i'm comin, switzerland!! wait till i arrive there!...........

Yippie..Yippie....I Cooked Fried Egg today !!!!!

My venture in d premises of "kitchen"

d world seems brighter n it seems as if itz rainin!! why? ofcourse, itz nt monsoon n neither r d gods infatuated wid me!! but, i'm so so so so SO happy....

wht had i cooked till day - maggi, at which i'm n expert i.e. if there is nethin left 4 me to do !!!! and yea coffee tht i made twice to avoid dozing off and dreaming abt A+ on my exam seat!!! (boil d water, pour refrigerated milk and stir nescafe instant coffee mix......wow! so simple..neone can do it, han??)

well, so today i plunged into the interiors of kitchen n decided to give a try n cook fried egg. so, there i was standin in the kitchen like a lost child in a MATRIX REVOLUTIONS movie setting.

so, i put a few drops of oil in the centre of the pan. ofcourse, i expected d oil 2 spread on its own which it didn't and instead d egg got burnt, later. so, there was i holding the egg like the face of my love, staring at it and wondering whether to hit it or not!! wht wud b better - fork or a spoon or a knife or just my hands(for my first murder)!!! from the left or the right or the north or perhaps the south!! Now, ofcourse it gave me a hard time. i also expected d egg to split at one go n lay there in perfect design in the pan, instead there was the egg spilled all over the huge pan and the outer shell slipping from my hand into the pan....the pull of gravity?? ofcourse, i dare not prove Newton wrong.

so, there lay the half-cooked half-burnt egg which i dare not offer to anyone. n so, i gulped thru my first serving of an burnt-egg.....bt, did i like it..

oh yea..d joy of being myself...

this really dissapoints me..

Falsiparum Malaria was like when u fall in love for the first time....a new and out-of-the-world experience. i fell sick for the first time and got those wonderful abs(swollen arms on account of intravenous injections) which pained like hell. Migraine failed in annoying me except tht it makes me desire for toon-toon sitting on my head!!! MVP didn't dissapoint me but is sure extremely irritating n makes me wish i cud throw away my heart or smash it so tht it stops beating so irratically. mild spondylitis was quite surprising(i mean at this age..??!!) and the associated neck pain makes me think of my lover who can massage it all the time(god, do i sound like a pervert!!)... cholecystitis was a nightmare, only tht it lasted a li'l longer, 11 months; what with those intravenous injections and 22 tablets a day....bt, good heaven's itz over..i'm So happy...no more boiled veggies all d time...i can have as much maggi n chinese n fruits as i wanna have...pure bliss!!!

but, all this time never was i dissapointed or felt let down because of the health issues. i wasn't effected by any of it emotionally. i was so determined and confident.

but, i was terribly terribly dissapointed to learn abt very mild deafness...

P.S. 4 feb, 2004 -- i guess i'll overcome this also within a short span of time....if i cud tackle above all problems, this is quite easy...

P.S. 8 feb, 2004 -- i think i've overcome the dissapointment.

i laughed n i laughed n i laughed n i laughed....

MUNNABHAI ne sare docs ki 'vaat' laga di

awesome! finally comes a movie which doesn't remind u of all d guys who ditched u, d typical indian problems of "garibi" n "corruption", d de-facto vulgarity of comedy movies n d emotional problems of ur life!! n tht's more than enuff reasons 4 goin n watchin d movie.. n i enjoyed it like nethin!!....i wud entitle it "Laughin all d way"

nothin grt abt d movie as such except
1] "the dean" n his "laughter therapy" which was more like a "psycho on d kill"
2] "circuit bhai"(arshad warsi has given a stupendous performance)
3] last bt nt the least "shortcircuit bhai"!!!!! a fittin end !!

but, boy did i had fun !! there was a laughter riot out there!

d movie isn't a one-man show, no grt performances, but gracy was graceful n natural as required; arshad was damn cute as "YES-BHAI" man; apna sanju baba is sure a born tapori !!!! (or else how come he notch up such good performances?); d dean was grt fun to watch n last but not d least, how can i not mention Rohini Hatangadi's excellent portrayel of "MA", a refreshingly new outlook.

HIGHLIGHTS: d screenplay was excellent, d background score brilliant, fresh approach

LOWLIGHTS: run-of-the-mill songs, ungripping story-line

oh, bt wht did i liked most abt d movie...most of all d "parsi pappa" n his "bachha rustom".....d sequence whereby they entice the old-man to his all-time-love(carrom) n after winning the game he finally spells out "dikra, mane bhukh lagi che"(son, i'm hungry).....moving, without being hysterical like karan johar's movies.

good show !!

Yippie, i got to write my first ever film review. cool, na! so, wht if d TOI don't give me a chance, BLOGSPOT is always there, hai na? now, i've my own chance to defend oders in favour of SRK chamchas.

..life ain't too easy, but it ain't too difficult either!!!

itz d time 2 disco......

INDIA SHINING


I found a fundamental fallacy in the heated debate that v r having now-a-days: Should we rejoice over India's economic developments or consider it all sugar-coated lies??

POSITIVES: $100 bn Fx reserves, 8.5% GDP projected growth rate for Q3, 40 acquisitions of foreign cos by indian cos in 2003, 7.3% manufacturing sector growth rate in Q3, indian companies marching towards becoming international MNCs, Goldman Sachs positive attitude towards India, huge aleviation in customs duty, 5 Indian American Scientists in Top 100 Scientists list published by USA, obvious IT superpower, pool of talented engineers and technicians, telephone density going upto 7% in just 2 years from 4%, resolution of telecom issues, golden quadrilateral project under implementation, temporary peace with problemistan, Bhutan's tremendous courage n respect for India, talks of SAU, stocks at an all-time high above 6K, Indian companies silent growth and development to tackle globalisation(given a time-period of 13 years, from the 1991 liberalisation ploicy), the strong tendency to have atleast 1 Indian in any start-up project in the Silicon Valley, Massive success in BPO sector beating China, Phillipines, Russia; emerging manufacturing sector, inumerable examples of medium sized companies bagging the contracts from the fortune 500 companies and the Gods were happy too!!!!!(with the great monsoon this year, the agricultural growth rate shoots up)..



And i hear people say "There is nothing to be happy. its all sugar-coated"...



NEGATIVES: well, I agree whole-heartedly, India's Fx Reserves are miniscule compared to that of China; BPO sector will face tremendous competition from China and the likes; India's 30% population is BPL; Telephone, PC, Internet densities are a shame; huge foreign debt; the income distribution is highly skewed; there is a mini-USA in India in some parts of the country and at the same time, majority of India is the African category underdeveloped state; brain drain as always; severe incometency at marketing - marketing our products, our country image; rampant corruption; laid-back attitude of Indians; system's inherent lack to honour and let the innovators follow their dreams; complicated laws; the list goes on and on.




TRUE, AGREED.



BUT, BUT, wait.......aren't u missing out a fundamental point out here? nobody ever claimed that v've resolved our poverty and corruption issues...nobody denies the negative facts....does anyone? But, that can't undo our tremendous achievements this year also....did v we ever have as many reasons to rejoice before? did v ever achieve so much before? ofcourse, it still will take lot many years before v can even start dreaming about becoming the world super-power.....but, does that indicate that v don't celebrate our achievements? do we sulk over the negatives without applauding the positives? do v continue to depreciate the beautiful things of India? do we continue treating India like a step-mother?



y can't v see the beauty amongst d all-prevailing ugliness?

y can't v develop a positive attitude without labelling it as day-dreaming?

y can't v just enjoy the moment?

y do v've to disourage ourselves all the time?



y can't v laud the people who made all this possible?

y don't v learn from them?
y don't v understand that given time, India can develop?
y can't v accept India's progress as genuine?

y do v'e to always let India down and praise others?
y do v never learn to live in the present?
y don't v accept that even if in future India fails, then also the acheivements we have had this year can never be undone.

The achievements are substantial. They will always be remembered whether we tend to disregard it now or not. They will always remain achievements. they can never ever be undone.

I'm happy. Happy for my country, happy for the moment, irrespective of whether we fail or succeed in the future i'll always laud the current developments. it is definitely the stuff dreams are made of. I salute all the industry people for making a come-back from the sudden competition they were made to face in the 90s.

Infact, i can dance......n even go to a disc, to which i've never been yet!!!!
n rejoice!!! its the time to disco....

Cheer up India !! Cheer up Indians !!

enigma of life!!

who m i? from where have i come? who created me? who created this world? these humans..this nose, hands, legs..insects, animals.... emotions.. feelings... n number of living creatures of n number of sizes n shapes..from where have they all come?? how can nething b created from null??

just wht wud b there if there was no life-form.....imagine...n then, i realize d enormous problem in creating such a vast world.....how can it b created? how? how? my name, my hands.. legs...this world.. this society...these people..these living beings.. heart..feelings..emotions... nisha... mother.. father... marriage.. relations.. friends... from where did this come? where? how? how? how exactly all this came into picture..who thought of it? and before tht special creator, who created the creator???? i just completely fail to understand...how is all this possible?? if, this is possible, rightly said anything is possible, nothing is impossible...

how do v grow? energy can never be created or destroyed.....so, i'm growing becuase of the food i'm taking..energy stored in food is getting converted into my physical body form...so, then i'm nothin but a cluster of energy!! well, i never thought of it, before.....

sure, everything is a cluster of energy n hence just a part of this universe....bt, then from where did i got all the thinking ability....tht is sure intangible....how can ever a intagible product be created...its impossible

who decided the pattern of cell-structure...how in the world were millions of neurons developed to form a complex brain...its so easy to understand tht human beings invented computers...but, who in the world created humanbeings?

who decided to have 2 eyes, 2 hands..n so on....why not 10 eyes and 50 hands? why this particular combo only?

if v can't ever take a wildest guess to find out the creator, how can ever computers replace us....they too won't ever come to know tht v created them n v want them under control...it is so illogical to think tht computers can ever rule humans....completely n thoroughly illogical...

my quest for truth remains.....

d refreshing GOA

Had I ever even dreamt of visitin GOA!! never. i've never liked the sand n the sea. Had I ever thought tht I might b spendin this new year's eve on d beach!! Well, there was I, wid my mum n my 'chotta' big B.

n wht a experience it was....
d cool breeze.. d sunny beaches.. d unendin coconut plantations... d giant sea... d white waves as they rush towards the shore...d rocky beaches...sandy beaches......d canons....d view from top of d fort.......

n d best of all d palolem beach...flocked with foreigners....hardly ne Indian tourists....such a lovely place to b in! n I spent some of d best moments of my life, there in 5 feet deep water, playing wid water wid my mum n chotta..it was juz grt!! Tremendous experience for a person like me who was always somehow afraid of water....n I walked in d water neck-deep....d waves hurtling towards us, ready to sweep us away along wid it..jumpin as it arrives, splashing water all over...pulling my apprehensive mum deeper n deeper...resisting d water splashed by my chotta....pure bliss!! heaven on earth!!

how awed was I seeing a li'l Italian girl, hardly 6 yrs old....swimming, diving n doin wht nt in 5 Ft deep water continuously ....till she burst cryin...n nope, she wasn't gonna stop.....carried on n on.....no wonder by d age of 10 they become world record-holders!

this sweet girl taught me the value of discipline tht day.

my first experience wid the alcoholic drink! how can I 4get the 2 drop 'Cashew Fenny' experience!! just 2 drops of d local alcoholic drink mixed in a quarter-full glass of soda n u feel.....how in d world can ppl drink this?????? Oh god...I'll never ever understand in my life-time as to y ppl drink? believe u me, it can't get worse. its the worst-tastin thing on this universe.....n ppl drink it like fruit-juices..God!! how can they?? hell it smells like a perfume....how can ne1 even think of drinkin stg tht smells like perfumes!!!!! crazy ppl, really crazy.

d new year's eve on d beach - wht a night it was....sittin under d stars...watchin the waves...listening the soft deep sound of sea.....watchin d sea becomin one with the sky....d dangerous dark sight.....sun-rise over d beach....simply exhilarating! breathtaking!!

not withstanding the 12 hr journey without reservation in the Great Indian Railway!!

Welcome New year 2004

HAPPY NEW YEAR

May all ur worries wipe away..
May u develop inner strenth to fight those worries, in case they don't go away...
May u find plenty of reasons to smile....
May u make this world a better place to live in.....
May u attain peace of mind in the process and sheer bliss.......

Best Wishes to every1 on this universe,
Nisha Patel

Freeing the spirit!!

cram, RAM n rampage.....lie, steal, beg n borrow.....by hook or by crook......do whtever u can 2 get good marks....This is d Indian examination system in a nutshell(n most probably in most part of the world).

b it schools, grad schools or d PG colleges

means # 1: mobiles n u thought sms is of no use whtsoever!!
means # 2: neighbours's pride, owner's envy
means # 3: ladies n gentleman's rooms
means # 4: mysteriously hidden loose sheets.....perfect opening 4 a Ram Gopal thriller..imagine urmila walking down the corridor with all those sheets hidden somewhere......n bang......she gets caught!!!!! n the aftermath wherein she threatens everyone.....my imagination is runnin wild...i better stop.


Intelligence....who cares!!!
Knowledge....wht is dat!!!
Depth...........excuse me, i don't wanna dive n die....
Breath..........Preety good 'abs'...more than enuf!!!!

Sufferer: the intelligentsia....
Gainer: the movers n sakers!!!

Y India lags.......!!!!!!!!!!

Have u ever heard of a sillier question!!!

ask me n i'm more than sick n tired of this rotten examination system...hand me over an AK-56 n i'm capable of being a terrorist-with-panache aka 007..

oh n to top all these u've these so-called ultra-high class of ppl who seem to promote this theory of marks=knowledge......ha!! y blame the system, when there are more sickening ppl endorsing the whole system...i need atleast a million other "007-terrorists" to stop these ppl.....who r more of a danger than the entire Indian Education System put together.

THE ALTERNATIVE as i think apt:

1] Weekly Open Book Exams at all levels.
2] Stress on asking thought-provoking objective questions and not theory
3] Stress on wht u learned n not the facts
4] Build the skills n not the content
5] Final Evaluation - Open Book Exam
7] Shift the focus from "testing" to "learning"
8] No rankings.....only grades.

## The motto behind frequent open book exams....inspire students to read, think n analyse n come up with their own ideas. (obvsiously, having open-book exams only at the end doesn't make any sense....u can't cover the entire portion in one test......)

## Create Thinkers and not Crammers

Follow this and automatically students will read.....they will b inspired to read...no pressures....no cramming.....no rankings.....just reading.....understanding.....learning new things.......children are always willing to learn new things, its basic human nature......

I plan to open to a school-chain in gujarat on the above mentioned guidelines...hopefully, i shall b able to achieve my dream!!!

Inculcate this spirit of learning, discovering and innovating and the future wud b wonderful !!

i m often asked....

ppl often ask me...how can u live all by urself, don't u get bored? wht do u do all alone all day? how can u live like tht? i was always in search for the right wordz...bt, cud never really get them..then, one fine day i end up readin this wonderful article which aptly describes my inner feelings...

ENDURING ROMANCE WITH THE SELF
I am often asked: “What do you do with yourself all day?” I never quite know how to answer this question. Henry David Thoreau would say: “The true harvest of my daily life is somewhat as intangible and indescribable as the tints of morning and evening. It is a little stardust caught, a segment of the rainbow which I have clutched”.

A seeker who leads an interior life of silence and solitude, often fails to find appropriate words which can describe his enduring romance with the self. To the outward eye there is no material occupation, no gainful employment, and maybe no apparent service to society.

But in truth, all of life becomes an epiphany for silence and solitude deepens our awareness of life. “To a mind that is still, the whole universe surrenders”, wrote Chuang Tzu. Silence and solitude lead to more expanded and elevated states of consciousness. In ancient times, rishis would wend their way to the lofty Himalayas , looking for silence and solitude, pre- requisites for creating the right environment to get acquainted with our real self. The outer world demands our attention, and it is our dharma to attend to our duties in life. But beyond that, a true seeker tries to keep the world at arm’s length in order to better embrace the self. There is nothing that exists outside; nothing that one can rely upon or hold on to. Everything is subject to change.

The outer world is maya — a moving picture screen of events, people and things that come and go. But it appears so fascinating that one gets ensnared easily.

The self is real — Atman; all else is the play of consciousness — Maya. One is true and eternal, the other false and ephemeral. “All man’s miseries derive from not being able to sit quiet in a room alone”, said Blaise Pascal. Stillness and solitude give birth to Creativity. Solitude nurtures imagination. All that we see in the material world was once an idea in someone’s head. Each time I feel I just cannot take another step forward in life, I seek refuge in silence and solitude — and, sure enough, I get inspired by a fresh dose of faith, infusing hope and confidence. I am convinced that faith, belief, hope, imagination — all of these flourish in peace and quiet. As Nietzsche said: “Our greatest experiences are our quietest moments”.

The outer is always a reflection of the inner. In silence and solitude the seeker makes a concerted effort to fill himself with the highest and most positive of energies — and then carries that holy space around him wherever he goes. In spreading serene and tranquil vibrations a seeker is serving the world. Sathya Sai Baba says: “There are many ways to serve the world. You can serve, if not actively, then at least by your serenity. Everyone need not do all things. Only a small minority can delight in serenity and remain still. God has ruled it so; otherwise how could the world function? If stillness be your destiny, dare to be so...”

So here I am, still, silent and filled with an exquisite joy. A sense of peace and serenity is stealing upon me; a feeling that all is right with the world. It feels entirely good, “this gift of privacy; this jewel of loneliness”. My heart echoes the sentiments of Fray Luis De Leon, who wrote in the 16th century: “And so while others miserably pledge themselves to the pursuit of ambition and brief power — I will be stretched out in the shade, singing.”

adapted from - TUNISHA MEHROTRA

CAT ki aatma ko shaanti mile!!!

u only see d stars when it is dark

Wow!!! I'm thrilled abt CAT paper leak...may its soul rest in peace n may it make way for a more transparent system, which doesn't empty the poor student's pocket. transparency is d basis of integrity...do u think managers need to read at mind-boggling speed thru all those "nietzsche" stuff..atleast i don't see myself reading anything except people's minds. as long as i make sense out of a newspaper, i guess all is well n i m perfectly suited to be in IIM. where in the world does a manager applies the trigo n geomo of the worlds!!!! the ladders n trains n birds!!!! the mai-baap IITs got away with the langauge section.....but, the IIMs, ofcourse not.. poor me as i tried to get into such a mathematical n philosphical place....

chalo, CAT ki aatma ko shaanti mile.

clarification abt views expressed here!!

i've a right to live as i think apt n express my views..plz, don't take them personally, they r solely mine. then y m i postin it to public???

coz, itz my dream to write juz as millions of u wanna write ...i need audience who wud read my articles n rate them honestly. just tryin to write....baby steps...criticism is most welcome for my writing style, but not about my way of seeing things.

Every word and every article posted here is written genuinely by me unless specified as adapted from someone.


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