Unfriendly friends...woes of my life!!

Since the times of the evolution, man has been a social being. Social means living in harmony with its own kind. But every kind has its own requirements and certain obsessions towards something. So did man. Choices started clashing with each other. Men those let go off it, escaped, but those who couldn’t, fought for it. Maybe that dates to the start of war. Now this child of vengeance has found a shelter in every minds. It guides them when anger takes on them. People fight with their own kind to bring them down and take what they find PRECIOUS. Strange…ain’t it? But having friends to back you up when any random S.O.Bs comes for you, that feeling’s good. Friends….the saviours! when you are alone. They watch your back everywhere you go. But was there a time when you felt that your best buddy’s mind shifts to some other priority and he/she starts ignoring you? Is there ever a feeling that you felt to bring back your friend to you when he goes for something else…all the time moving away from you? That feeling isn’t good, I bet. It hurts you every time you need someone to look for you and that friend of yours is busy balming some unworthy crap out there. I understand. You bet, I do, coz It’s my story. Something I have seen in every friend of mine. They come to me and we buck up, like, ever. We promise to watch each other’s back. I do my word but when I seek them in distress, I fuse. I see them flocking with some other mates who serve a better meal than I do. I loose hopes. I stand out alone. Like in movies when you see the lead man sit alone in a place wetting cheeks in pain, there’s always a friend to come looking for him in there, but I never got that. I swear I never found one come looking for me. These are friends to me…..

I lost many friends in the past and still watching many taking me for granted. I have just become a matter of fun for them. I don’t entertain them perhaps, or maybe I am cold. Why do they abandon me and find others when I wait for them to see me still existing. Am I that bad? Do I lack some friend thing in me? As far as I know, I always comfort them by being in all ears when they babble out their pains to me. They even trust me well with their secrets. What makes them behave cold towards me when they are with other guys? Crap….i’m feeling like I am the worst man left to rot with so many unfriendly guys around me. It has become a customary affair with me. Unfriendly friends!! What a term to coin!

Was a time when I had friends ready to sacrifice fortune for me. That dates back to my school. I was all full of life then. Three of us were best buddies. A trio of life like cheer in us. Had our own secrets, our own jokes, and our own den. Then, girls came in. wow! A sweet sugarcoated time bomb, I suppose. We were still cool. We, infact pretended to be, though we had developed some cold spots in our hearts towards each other. We didn’t expose those. All the time, saving friendship. We needed each other despite having a cold war nurturing within us. There was everything intact but fate couldn’t be cheated for all. We clashed. We fought, finally. Brought up all the calm storm we had engraved  these days deep within, for the sake of friendship. All escape routes were sealed and the splitting up was inevitable. So we did. We parted on the note that we would turn up to restore this abandoned promise yet again, when we fail in the quest each of us took to let go off our friendship, forever. I still had hopes on, until I found another life for me in an engineering college. All three of us landed in different colleges. Three new lives started again with new friends, new goals and new priorities. As time went on, the hopes of the past started looking pale. Talking of me, this new life showed me some different aspects of friendship that changed my opinion.

In the very first year of college, I met with some incredibly awesome guys who reminded me of my past scars. A very positive vibe took on me. I thought they would serve to my quest of finding my best friends in them. I seeked. I spent some best moments with them which I still rejoice. We were three in school and now we are seven. The more, the better. We enjoyed the whole year in cherishing the fruits of friendship we had earned for us. I was never alone since then until another storm struck us. As usual, more girls came in. And yet another cause to make me re-live my past, when this same creature had once exploded the friendship I had. I stood there the same way I did, when one after another fell to this cause. Then I realized the pity of my life. A friend is a friend until a girl comes in to fill your place in his life. And of course a girl would be a better companion then a guy. What seemed  a miracle was actually not it. It was just another truth of life I was unaware of. It’s not my fault that I always loose friends. It’s just fate isn’t as good with me as with other guys. So it’s ok. I’m cool now. I am just good in myself. I don’t need any freaking bullshit in my life, called friends coz they are just so temporary. Priorities change and so should i. Change is the other name of nature. Those who couldn’t cope up end up as underlings boarding the outdated bus. Its life, guys. It’s all about being mean. Take what you want and let the crap go off you. If you need someone at some time then just call him… a friend, tell some silly little secrets to him that won’t hurt you, take what you want and leave him there. If he comes to be a fool like many, he ought to fall for this. Even today some guys take the word FRIEND for serious. Let’s prove that they are no good to this mean world. Let’s start a new era. What say? Buck up?

C'mmon girls....We are with you

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ENGINEERING...just an option??

“Why engineering?”, is a quest that addles most engineering lads. Learning without passion has been the ambiguity in engineering of late. It, no more is the abode of technophilic aspirants but has turned out to be a way open to every intermediate client. Packages and placements have become the only criteria to opt engineering. Passion no more counts the selection of the branch. A mad race of swots seeking bucks elucidates the present scenario of technical education.

Institutions are bagging every odd college pass outs despite their caliberities just to get their seats filled. This encourages the inflow of non-technical blokes into engineering tracks. This just feeds the already raging flame of impassionate studies. Just botching up staying way behind the motive meets no cause. Such students get dragged throughout the four year span ant try to get going with the pace wherein they fail and add up to their fatigues. This has become a common drab in present engineering platform.

Passion is the spur that contrives the selection. But due to presently belittled education, engineering suffers the most. Medical and other aspirants find engineering gates as an escape after faltering in the entrance qualifiers. This is a blemish to the meaning what technology corroborates. They enjoy a tough time, trying to compromise with their lost dreams and present stream. It’s like consuming tasteless stuffs just because you have paid for it. The sort of fatigue these blokes undergo is highly exasperating as they are in a simultaneous conflict with their dreams and profession. Such guys are afflicted by their own choices. It’s just a facet of the controversy…..to allude it further is like writing an epic. 

  

Engineering woes are fed further by the aeons old syllabus which still is the major part of the curriculum. An all-round development is the target that must be sought for instead of pressurizing on the theories. Instead of yoking the students with heavy books, system must ensure focus on practical workouts. An evolving engineer must be made aware of all the hurdles he would face in the real world out there. Techniques are the bricks that build an engineer and not CGPA’s. Garnering ideas than mugging pages would meet the cause, and that’s what education is meant for.

If we further suss out the situation, we would come across an ample loop-holes. Simply alluding the fact and discussing it publicly does no good to the controversy. Being aware of the crap going around still being reticent just widens the dent. Working for the abatement of the ongoing crisis would do the magic. It must be made clear that engineering isn’t a workplace of future job holders but is a paradise for innovators. Lets mast our prides as ENGINEERS…

Conflicts Pacified...A Tribute!

The uncanny expression i carried those days were skeptical. I was a little complacent yet audacity was my forte. A horrifying past could be behind my eccentric nature but i manouvred out of it cleanly. Evil things lured me and i gave into them, without retaliating. Every passing wind found me and tempted me, wherin i didn't resist. Worse things came my way making me out of breathe. I needed to swim across the heavy currents that swept away all my smiles, in search of happiness. A break, was all i longed for, an escape could be soothing. Then, i landed into the desire to pair my heart, which was as lonely as i. The wounds were deep enough to be thought of healing up. Specialy, when its the matter of feelings, you gotta be careful!

An angel had already uttered the spells and the magic was mesmerizing me. I was smitten by her purity and beauty. Her touch of lips left no trace of smoke in my life. Her deep dark eyes offered me enough pleasure than a bottle of rum. Her mere presence endowed me with power to fight back my troubles. She sucked all the evil i had soaked and rejuvenated with new hopes. Without her, i am a looser, with her, i always stand a chance. Love got back the wind to my sail.

Its never easy for fire to be in harmony with water. Similarily, it was a tough time for her to bear me. She was my perfectionist but i was a nerd and erred often. She never abandoned me for that, instead, stood by me and led me from the front. If i was a soldier, she was my shield. I was a ship-wrecked sailor who was counting his last few breaths, she got me my hopes back. Lucky i was, to have her in my heart. The world's seeking for her and she's mine. That makes me the winner of the world.

I bear a history, darker than the starless night, with mistakes huge! I might be the worst choice but your love makes me special. Where wear you when i was filling my pages with errors? Where were you when loneliness was haunting me? And now when you held my hands, why do u question my past? My gone days are worse because i was missing you. The day you arrived to my life, i realised to have set the missing link right. When the whole world was trying to pull my legs, you were my shadow, which denied to leave me. You were the angel that got me my spring when the rest were shedding. you will always find fresh flowers by your desk from my gardens every morrow you open up your eyes. Those would always be waiting for your smiles to rejuvenate them. Cheer up to make up my day n droop down to cut my veins. Your one blush is enough to slosh down a million feelings through my veins. Keep being my shadow forever without which, i will loose my meaning.

This...a tribute, to all the lovebirds. Never step back from falling in love. Its just a feeling worth feeling. Even the pain given by it is worth sensing. Get to action guys and gals, love is waiting and is on the way to salvation. Hold its hands to feel the rythm divine.

The team of wannabees....you wouldnt like to miss!!

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An eve with nature...to gather up!

While i was fidgeting with my position to take a comfortable configuration, the serenity of the place was soaking me into its bosom. With untouched purity and eternal serenity, the park lawn was in its youthful charm. From a bench i was eyeing at the pool which was taken over by few ducklings gliding on the water surface. The hustling breeze could not be excluded for it was provoking. All these contradicted with the unnoticingly clear pall of gloom which contoured my face. The hopeless glance of mine could mislead anyone to think that i headed straight from graveyard cremating my dreams. Even the green lawns failed to cheer me from brooding over past. Their temptations retreated before incaptivating me.

I shut my eyes to silently hear my beats but the quacking ducks seemed to giggle at my tranced state. I was jealous of their glee. To entertain my jealousy, i shooted a stone but missed the target. The little creature was unmoved but made a little movement that held my gaze. I could notice that it had been paddling hard under the water to swim. It beckoned me to learn something. Nothing can be achieved without tireless effort. Every minor success conceals the secret of a major struggle behind it. The world may see the achievement but not the hard work under it. This lesson pulled my cheeks togather to draw a smile on my gloomy lips.

The breeze that beseeched my attention was whispering another message. It maintained its nature and speed even after being threatend by random bush on its way. Though many hurdles crowded its way yet it didnt give up. It didnt stop. It flowed and narrated me its success by hustling in a nearby bush. Even life would send a million obstacle but we must move on with our flow. I bowed to the breeze and took a deep breathe to grasp enough of it that my lungs permitted.

I looked above to thank god for his attempt to cheer me up with his silent messages. God smirked through the twinkling stars. It was dusking and the stars had adorned the sky. The twinkles were trying convey something and i was enthralled to attend a new lesson. These objects are light years of distance away from us. They have been exhausting their fuels since aeons to light up. Who knows, the light i am seeing now might have been emitted centuries ago!

who knows, the star might have died by now! Even human efforts dont coin into success immediately, it may take more than a lifetime to see our work being recognised. Many scientists lost their final breathes before proving their ideas. But those works, those ideas, those efforts dont go in vain. They are acknowledged, but little late. We must hold patience to see our work bring colours. It reminds me of a lot of mistakes in my past that had followed my impatience.

The eve was not long but the imprints of the messages were to last long. I had come here with an entangled puzzle in mind and now am leaving the place with a solution. It taught me one thing that whenever we are shattered and broken down in life, we always get help from nature. It makes rules to emphasise on discipline but at the same time it surprises with exceptions. Nature is the best teacher and definitely a saviour as it gathered me up.

Failure...and the changes that follow

The broken dreams, from their dishonoured graves, question the only living thing in d graveyard- me. And I stand speechless while the echoes of their silent cries deafend my ears. These are the domes of the dreams i had seen for myself one day, long back. Today all of them are crowned with failure and I stand to the epitome of failures.

Being a child, i had a dream. Before i could devise ways to achieve it, i flunked deliberately and to make the matter worse, it was the last chance. I couldnt even edge success. My dream, like an unnoticed piece of glass, slipped from my clutch and before it could hit the ground and shatter, it disappeared. Had it shattered, i would have dreamt of resurrecting it, but it didnt. Breaking of a dream is no big deal but provided its a one-time-chance, it is. As long as a player wins, he is applauded. One failure, and he is abandoned. Thats what i am now- abandoned. I am alone, amidst the playground. No eyes watching me, no claps encouraging me, no awards awaiting me. Just because i lost? No, its worse. Its because i let others down. 'Others', who were never mine but i was always theirs, until now.

Scowls and scorns found me a juicy victim. Frustration almost digested me with a clumsy apetite. Boredom gulped me the whole day and to get rid of it i adorned myself in crowded places. Even the crowd couldnt rescue me from malicious isolation. I was damn being tortured by the loneliness. I wanted to escape to a secluded place to seek for peace. I wanted to take cover but i found no roof safe. The goons of loneliness searched me from all my hideouts. I was chained in its dark dungeons to succumb to its malice. Had i someone to charge me up, i would have broken free of loneliness. But even my strengths turned backs. Seeing all my hopes fall one by one, i decided to give up. Like a victorious emperor, loneliness marched towards me. With anguished eyes, petrified by the footsteps, i awaited my fate. The emperor neared me as i neared my end. He pointed his lusty sword at me and asked me to love the essence of loneliness. The message incited a thought in my mind. He was right indeed. He hadnt snubbed me but showed me a way to survive. I lamented over the futile effort of escaping from the thought of being alone.

I realised that the best shelter to escape from loneliness is under loneliness itself.

To stay with the whole world, make sure you have enough fruits of success in your hands. If you run short of success, you run short of loved ones. Staying in a crowd arouses a fear of being abandoned at any moment but being alone forfeits all fear. Loneliness is the best friend to enjoy with. It never forsakes you. When loneliness becomes bliss, its solitude.

Why are we...the way we are?

Every country has its own forte, its own field of excellence. Japan takes pride for innovation, America for technology, switzerland for beauty and our very own motherland India is known for its Corruption. The country which has a diverse climate with diversity in everything else except, corruption, which is common throughout. Its a country whose education ratio is low but every leader makes sure they attain a p.h.d in corruption. As if its a qualification tailored for politicians.

After independence our country came to our own hands. We got to rule our people. It became a democratic sovereign country. Democracy replaced hierarachy. We got our fundamental rights and duties. Our people became our leaders. We surrendered them our country for taking care of its resources not to feed on it.

We were given the right to equality but at the same time we were grouped as higher and lower caste. Those listed as lower got reservations in every field. Isnt it the best example of equality?

We were given the right to speech. It allowed us to speak and make our ideas public. But our politicians are ready to curb this right. Recently, the bollywood blockbuster AARAKSHAN confronted with pre-release opposition from our political parties. The movie has borrowed inspiration from the social issues. But our polticians would not let it release. How can they? Wouldnt it expose their hollowness? They take funds from the govt and fill up personal treasuries. Adulteration is a common in every business. With high contacts even the criminals run safe. Law is being challenged at every place. Our currencies are being preserved in swiss banks as black money. And when great revolutionaries like anna hazare and ramdev raise a voice, police welcomes them with lathi charge. Politicians leave no stone unturned to crush the voice against the wrongs. And we noble public have trusted them with our votes. Votes for reservation and votes for cash are in trend. Who doesnt like fashion! This is fashion. Fashion of choice.

Fashion of independence.

common india! How long are we going to be cheated by fake promises of prosperity. How long do we keep voting traitors. Why should we be dominated by political parties in our country? Why should our sweat-earned money fill swiss bank treasures? How do we sit idle when our money is misused by politicians and terrorists? Wake up frends! Its high time we must render our people their real independence. Atleast, lets give our upcoming generation a great INDIA. A Corruption free INDIA. Lets do it for our future. Take this resolution on this independence day to free INDIA from the dirt.

Idiotic people in life- FRIENDS!!

It sent jitters down my throat, and from throat it ran through my whole body. A strange feeling of disgust imprisoned me and instead of retreating it, i succumbed to it. Certainly, i wanted to undo the moment but it was so real that i couldnt change it. Yes, i was dumped, rather, mercilessly ditched. I needed her support but i had to withdraw from her life, thats what i was ordered to. I was on my knees, water lined up my eyes to outburst any moment but still i was fruitless. I was being court-marshalled in the courts of love for some reasonable or unreasonable faults. Before she actually began, i had decided my fate. I knew my tears would not be answered and my cries would be unheard. At this delicate moment, something had to happen, which certainly was not expected, but it did happen. I could feel a relaxing hand on my shoulder. It gradually patted me and pulled me back from begging on knees. Before i burst out, i was offered his shoulders to take shelter and hold my tears. I obeyed. Someone hugged me and when i looked back, i saw my friend shadowing me from the guilt. I missed my beats to secure this moment.

This narrates how friends take hold of us when we need them the most, while our beloved turn their backs. They dont quit us even at odd times. They give us the worst and the best moments in life. Love has its season to come and even has another to depart. But friends just come and stay. They move with us. If they bring tears, they also make sure to wipe dem. With our success, friends and beloved celebrate, but with failures, friends still celebrate to cheer up while beloved make excuses. Party awaits every moment if we have friends. Jokes, pranks, celebrations and friends.....now that completes life.

I have my friends, chosen ones. They always remain as silent moments of happiness. They share our joys as well as pain. Idiots!!! They want a share in everything!! Atleast dont ask a share with my girlfriend else i will share with yours....

Justify your living

Life keeps smacking with surprises. It sometimes packs us with friends, love and happines but empties them when we need them the most. Its no big deal. Not that we cant live without them but our addiction towards pleasures makes us crave for them. For a layman it may appear like life is snacthing his happiness and playing with it, but, survivers take it the other way. They think that life is strengthening their grip by putting them in awkward situations and they take it as a oppertunity to fight back at life with a tougher instinct. And they do well. Its said that, even a diamond cant sparkle without rigorous polishing. Only a huge seastorm can make a sailor. How can life be spared from it.

People say that life has never been justified for them but they dont understand that life never does justice with anyone. It sends us difficulties to fight back and toughen ourselves not to give up and start crying over lifes menances. Its our fault that we cant cope with our failures. Evry road to our destination wil offer us with problems. It will be our choice whether to struggle or give up. How can we simply choose the easiest alternative and blame our fates. Wooers cant be winners. They will keep on crying on every oppertunity that life sends their way, thinking it to be another set back. and in this course, they pass their entire life, just by waiting for happines to

come to their feet. god provides grains to every birdbut it certainly doesnt put it in the nest. similarily, life provides everyone with oppertunity but in the form of difficulty.

this life is the most valuable possession of every individual, so worth it.

Its FRIENDSHIP....value it

Certain people clutter our life. It hurts them the most when they find no problem in our life but we still position them overhead and secure a place in our hearts. While they do no such stuffs to deserve the priority. Be it a friend or a lover.

These morons dont understand the basics of being in relationship but they preserve enough ego to defend themselves. But they dont realise that ego is too cheap a firewall to defend the agonies of love and friendship. Ego just blocks the brain to accept the mistake though they commit them openly.

Frequently lieing, living a private life against the friends blindspot and still being counted among true friends is like being molested privately inbetween the market. The true essence of friendship is not in helping at work but helping at moments when the whole world has turned their backs. True friendship is not in trying to show off a white collar with hidden dirt underneath, but its in showing the true colours. What credits would they earn by naming others work as theirs? People who confess their worst deeds before friends sweep all rewards from all those who put on masks to take cover and earn mock claps. They live with luck and one odd day their dark pages open up to entangle the puzzle.

hats off for people who fight the world for a friend and a thumbs down welcomes evry other case. Friends are an important part of life. Mocking attitude, mocking clean collar and cheap show offs are mere footnotes while genuinity takes up header. Polishing the exterior doesnt compensate the internal emptiness. Pointing out at others limits by overstepping your own isnt intelligent work. Take guard of your mistakes before criticising others. It costs a lifetime to earn a true friend so value it.

All about...relationships... and being in it

Relationship is all about being able to complement each other. Doubtlessly, it would invite diverse opinions. But here i am with my own.

We say- love is blind, then how do we distinctly point out each others mistakes? Is love not blind then? Pretty tough to come out with an answer. Isnt it? Love comes with trust. The inverse is rarely true. To trust someone is a decision, maintaining it is the others choice. But that doesnt mean we should not trust someone just by being afraid that he would break it. Its like, not living today for the fear of dieing tomorrow. Such persons are refered to as pessimist by dictionery. Being human, if we dont trust human, then whom should we trust? Animals? We shouldnt forget that even a newborn trusts a woman before coming to know that she is his mother.

In a relationship, when partners live togather for pleasure, they are in love. But when being togather becomes a duty, its pressure. All runs smooth as long as partners complete each other but when each starts advocating ownself, it stops working out.

evrything runs fine as long as family tension and office affairs limit to house and office respectively. Similarily, life sinks to hell when family starts to interfere with relationship. Evrything appears peaceful till they limit to their respective spaces.

Doubt is a human nuclear weapon which aborts trust. Its a virus that corrupts faith. It brings down every perfect relationships. So, to walk longer, it needs to be guarded entry.

to get into a relationship brings with it a lot of responsibility. It also comes with the probability of mistakes. But mistakes shouldnt gain priority over love. Mistakes once committed can be rectified but love once lost cant be regained.

To maintain a healthy relationship, we need to garnish it with lots of love and trust. We must forget and forgive mistakes. We must give it its own existence and own space devoid of family, work and environment. We must make it a part of ourselves. When a part of the body gets injured, we dont cut it off, we rather cure it. Let relationship be taken the same way.

So come, fall in love, because it will enhance the passion to live. Taste the honey of love before it tests you. Because, its never late to fall in love.

Racing to loose....pitiful indeed

A medical aspirant rubbing asses off 24 7 in an I.T company is doubtlessly a pityful sight to watch. What worse could it be than killing ones own desires? It blows off the entire fuse from a contentful life. Todays youth is participating in an ugly race of money. And painfully though, the latter has taken over work satisfaction. Wads of notes are even a common thin in a hawkers hands but work satisfaction is a rare sight in this busy world. Ofcourse busy! But for the wrong reason. Books teach- money cant buy happiness then what makes it the most seeked?

we are chasing money or we r running away from happiness both means the same. Choosing the most paid proffession is like choosing the best way of death. Its an agreement that auctions joy for money. It leaves one to die with sacks of gold around and not even a moment of contentmen to cherish for.

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