My 2nd Anniversary....

No no no...I am not married. My 2 year tryst with Bangalore and my College got over recently. Finally i felt urge to write something. I went to hibernation for some time and in those missed times a lot happened. I got the job even started working for Matrix Cellular, i got tattooed, the come back of Samajwadi Party in UP, Sachin scored his 100th 100, Virat Kohli a new contender for Captain-ship and many more.
These two years contains a lot of emotions, joy and experience which one can only feel if he has been out of his shell and away from his comfort zone. I too have lot of memories and i believe that they are not going to fade as the time passes. These two years were a phase of introspection for me. 
I came to Bangalore on 4th July 2010 with a passion to give a real pictures to my dreams, to have a career.
Generally people ask me why I came to Bangalore, with a simple smile i reply " In pursuit of Happiness..."
My journey from Banares started on 2nd July 2010. My first companion was The Great Sanghamitra Express which originates from Patna and terminates at Bangalore. It takes nearly 46 hours to reach Bangalore. After travelling for so long when you step out you are still in the mode of travelling. It takes time to adjust yourself to the ground. For some hours it feels like that the road is rolling and you do your best to balance on it.
After 2 days and 2 long nights i reached Bangalore. Ayush was there to receive me. I was seeing Ayush after 3 years and yeah he was changed. With shabby hair and some beard on his face. I was amused to see him wearing a jacket. With curiosity i asked about the jacket. He smiled at me said brother you are going to find-out by your self. We took prepaid auto to Ramaiah Hospital and started to head towards our destination. I started to feel the importance of jacket which at that time i was deprived off. The wind was cool, it reminded me of Vaishno Devi.
Some how, shivering we reached to Ayush's flat. The flat was lively, it looked like it has been occupied by students. Things were shattered, books lying everywhere, clothes dont had any proper place to be hanged, so lying on the floor. But a beautiful place for a homeless like me.
I searched the entire flat and finally made my mind to occupy one corner which i believe was left untouched.
That day no one else was at the flat. It was now around 11.30PM and the city started to yawn. Silence was on the road with drizzling atmosphere.
I asked Ayush about the strange whether. The reply was not obvious for me. I came to know this was the daily whether of Bangalore. I remember that was was the first day when i tasted Beer. Ayush offered me beer as a welcome drink to Bangalore. I hesitated but thought may be its a ritual so i nodded to have beer.
With great effort and lot of pain i finished not more than half of it.
We talked about the time when we were together and what we missed in 3 years. That was a time travel. We talked about each and every girl and boy in our class, every teacher who used to teach us. We talked and talked, bringing out instances which made our lips to smile. Then my sleep knocked me and we went to sleep. The next day was my first day in college. I remember it rained all night......


To be continued......      

Student Study Cycle...

I woke up today morning with a hope that today will be the day at last when i will open my books to see what i have to go through. Let me mention here that still my exams are away, they are going to be held from 22nd of this month. I have observed that when a student makes up his mind and starts to roll the plan in action he indulges in something different which he was expected to perform. I have noticed that the first thing a student gets involved is the cleaning of his place which sometime are like a loon living in a slum. I am no exception i too picked up my broomstick like a AK-47 and started a war against the dust and spiders, with a plastic bag on my head acting as a helmet. The fierce war lasted long for about 1 hour and i survived to write this memoir.
After making my room habitable i started searching for my books. That was something like breaking the magic code. Finally the code got broken, 5 books found which were exiled from the study table. I cleaned the books and put them on the table. Sharpened my pencil refilled pens and did the scary part, opened the book. This happens always as you open your first page either somebody calls you on your cell or you get a text message. And its the human tendency to be curious and your total momentum breaks and you concentrate yourself in finding your mobile and what you get a message from your service provider. You again start with the same page and continue to the last line of the page and then sleep comes in. You procrastinate and go for sleep.
This is the daily cycle with every student. Now hoping to study at least one subject today.
Lets see what comes in now.....:-)

Everything happens for a reason...

It was 3rd December eve, I with my senior and mentor Mr. Sandeep Vyas was discussing politics and current structure of India. We were enjoying the talk as usual, and suddenly for some point i said " Everything happens for a reason...". Sandeep sir found a point to stop and to twist the whole discussion to a new destiny.....and he said as usual..." justify". I stood still and thought what to reply. I said that sir in this world every thing is related to each other. Everything is related to the origin or say to Big Bang. I believe that what we do has a reason. Without reason the purpose of life is meaning less. Even the great saints have reason to live so as to get Moksha (free from rebirth cycle). He nodded and said calmly "is parents love also carries a reason?". That made me to think for a while, and I said yes sir. Mother affection for her child also carries a reason. 

Parents always want their own child should give fire for their funeral. This was the justification given by me.

Even Gita says that everyone in this world is sent for a mission and that is the reason for their journey. If the reason vanishes everything will come to an end. 

There is concept called " Butterfly Effects", which is taken from "Chaos Theory", which says that everything is related to each other. There is a saying in Chaos Theory  "Hurricane's formation being contingent on whether or not a distant butterfly had flapped its wings several weeks before."

A train Travel in Cattle Class.

Cattle Class

When i first heard this phrase quoted by Shashi Tharoor i was astonished  and sad .Astonished because how  a personality Like Shashi Tharoor who was in a respectable Government post  can be so casual and how can he pass such a derogatory remark. Sad because some where at some point the phrase was justifying the real picture of the great mother India.

I also got the chance (by accident, i guess) to experiment and experience the Great Cattle Class Of India.

It was the Deepawali holidays when i along with my two friends decided to visit our hometown by the Great SANGHAMITRA Express which originates from Bangalore and terminates at Patna in Bihar.

We reserved our ticket from Bangalore to Mugalsarai and as usual we were put in waiting list of 71, 72 and 73. We knew that the ticket is never going to be confirmed but we, the greatest Optimists on this earth, decided to wait and wait but in vain. Now the tension started building up our list dropped to 33, 34 and 35 but still waiting means no berth and no comfort. Finally something good happened and with the help of my dear uncle, who is in Railways, we got a quota and our two tickets got confirmed. But this was just the beginning of something which we have never experienced. It was just the trailer of the movie, worst part was ahead.

The scheduled departure of Sanghmitra from Bangalore is 9AM and we reached there in time. The train came to platform number 1 and our Bogie was B1 seat number 19 and  22 both upper berth. Upper berth in a journey like Bangalore to Mugalsarai which is about 2600km is like dream come true. Upper Berth means no connection with other passengers and no disturbance and no pleading of other waiting tickets for sitting on your berth. Its a Royal Comfort which a very lucky person is endowed with. 

We settled very fast and started searching for the TC so as to get the idea of the rush and also to get one more berth as only two tickets were confirmed.  We searched out that the train was packed and packed to more than its saturation point. So we decided to carry on with two seats only.

People started coming inside for their journey and the train started to fill. In our compartment a family came with two reserved ticket and one waiting and with a crying baby and with 13 big luggage and this was just the start. Our bags were thrown out of their proper places and their bags occupied those voids.  When we talked to them we found out that they also got their ticket reserved from Quota. When i investigated i saw that maximum quota people were given the same bogie. And each quota people carried one extra waiting member with them just as we did.

The journey started with peace and non violence till Chennai.  In Chennai , our prediction went right more people entered with more waiting tickets. Now our compartment was full with 13 people for 8 berths. The most amazing part was that three girls who boarded the train at Chennai with only one ticket confirmed which was lower berth and, rest two girls with general ticket ( that helped them a lot), adjusted themselves in that lower berth only. How they adjusted is a mysterious case and i guess Sherlock Holmes would also fail to answer. People from different seats came to see this Magical CHAMATKAR of adjustment. And let me mention here that they slept throughout  the journey without any discomfort.

This adjustment thing gave an example and also humiliation to many waiting and confirmed ticket passenger.

TCs’ were helpless and they permitted everyone to travel and asked them to sit wherever they find the place.

Everyone from our compartment was scheduled at least to Allahabad. Then we also adjusted our self and prayed to God that somehow drop us to our destiny.  We made a pact that we will allow everyone, who is in need,  to sleep in our seat for fixed time. The time quota was 4 hours each and we followed the chain and everyone was satisfied.  The time passed very fast and we reached Allahabad. My friends Mandeep and Shivam got off here with other passengers.

Train was late for 2 hours and i reached Mugalsarai at 7.30 AM. I thanks God and Sanghmitra for Dropping me safe and i then continued to Varanasi with my jeep which was waiting for me to pick up.

Me along with Mandeep

Religion from Youths perspective...

Ram Charit Manas a book which you can find in every hindu’s house (in north especially). And i am not the exception, we also have an edition of the same. I have been listening verses of this great book since childhood. I remember my grand grandfather use to read it every day and me along with other children of my village sit beside him to listen, not to get enlightened but to get Prasad after the sermon. I always heard this as a story blended with fantasy and fiction and excellent use of imagination. I never took any religious story seriously and my family had and has no problem with that. I accept here that i am not a theist or an atheist but yeah i consider myself as an Agnostic. I am not comfortable with dogmas, rather i use my curious mind to analyse it rationally and come to conclusion. I was never judgemental after the climax of the story. I tried asking people why Ravana abducted Sita. The answers which i got were funny and impractical. Every one said that Ravana was a demon and that was his job to do evil things. When i asked them about Surpanakha being assaulted by Laxman and Ram both, they preferred to remain silent.

It is said that person who wins the war writes the history. Don’t you think that Ram Story is also the example of the same. I have heard that Ravana was a great philosopher and highly learned person, so how a highly learned person can do a fool’s job???  May be we don’t or we are not allowed to think so deep because that can raise finger on the deity itself. I am not criticizing any group, simply i am presenting my doubts. One thing that i learned from this book is that “all that glitter is not gold”. I am thankful to my family that they encouraged me to think out of the box and always corrected me whenever i went too rational. I guess that this is my religion which permits me to think beyond dogmas and allows me to cross the regional boundaries.

I am a simple living boy and i get least fascinated by the mysteries of God. It is said that if you will criticize your religion you will land nowhere but in hell. But i believe in simple theory: whis is called Charvak Siddhanth

“Yavat jivet sukham jivet rinam kritwa ghritam pibet

Bhasmibhutasya deshaysa punarAgamanaH kutaH?”

What should I write.....

People have been asking and poking me to write some thing. Its been long since i wrote some thing new.  I am not sure what to write, which topic to uphold, what to criticize or praise.

What should i write about... should i write about the bad and sense less politics, or should i write about the aimless religions, or should i write about superstition which has deep root in the Indian culture, or should i write about the corruption which is eating India, should i write about the increasing crime and flexible laws, or should i write about the terrorism which has now become  a most discussed topic, or should i write about the poverty in India, or should i write about increasing population, or  should i write about the opening ceremony of world cup, or should i write about the remarkable win over New Zealand by Indian team, or should i write about the Arushi murder case, or should i write about DGP Rathore case, or should i write about the films which are on the floor, or what should i write...

I guess, i should write what is correct and which my inner self agrees with...

i should write which gives me satisfaction... i should write what can AWAKE people as OSHO said that the humanity is sleeping from centuries and they are needed to be awakened ...

A farewell.....

It all started with giving formal introduction to seniors in room F-21 some 10 months back, when i first landed here in Bangalore to carry-on my further studies... 

Since that day the things have changed a lot and yeah nothing has been the same... I started my Ramaiah Journey on 5th of july 2010... and i agree i have witnessed a lot of change in myself. This was my first experience outside my comfort zone and my shell i.e, my home. It was very much difficult for me to adjust myself with this fast change. But today i would like to thank my seniors here in Ramaiah who helped me a lot to cope up with this situation. They gave back to me my lost confidence.

As i always say everything happens for a reason.... that time i was away from my family.... may be just to find a new family here in Ramaiah.

I am very happy and i find myself very lucky to be a part of such family.

But nothing last for long.... the semester is over for many of my seniors and now they are ready to start their new journey with new dreams.

I remember those days when we use to sit altogether thinking and planning about a trip to anywhere ( distance never mattered).

I remember those days when we fought like anything but only while playing counter-strike.

I remember those days when we all played C.S. together hitting our team mates only just to make our score high.

I remember those days when i use to eat the supper which was meant for someone else.

I remember those days when we use flee from cops because three person on one bike, no one with licence, no vehicle papers, no helmet.  

Here i saw many things without which life is incomplete. Here i learned to find small joy from even worse situation. From Prateek sir and Shashank Sir i learned to smile in every situation. Anurag sir taught me how to have confidence on myself. Yatendra Sir taught me “ if you can not convince them confuse them....with your talks”. Sudhir Sir taught me to be simple but focused. Deepak sir taught me to be down to earth and never let my arrogance to come in my way of success and self dependence. Shirshak Sir taught me to be jovial and how increase appetite for any thing... Kunal Sir taught me to be smart and talented ( which i am trying) and i would like to mention Sumit Sir.... he is guardian to every body here ( one thing more he is very emotional, he cannt see any body among us in pain).

Here i learned many things.... like.... how Anurag Pateria becomes PATTU....., Yatendra becomes YUVI...., Deepak Raj become CHOTU...,Shashank Jog becomes JOG..., Sudhir Khumba becomes KHUMBA...,  Kunal Sengupta becomes GUPTA JI...., Sandeep Panchal becomes PANCHAL..., Sumit Sachan as SIR....,  Sudhir as DH...( sorry not allowed to make his name public...)..., Shirshak Agarwal as.....G... ( let it be)  and last but certainly not the least Kaustubh Mishra.... as MISHRA JI ( BABA).

Panchal and Pattu sir already left for their voyage and rest are ready with their bag and baggage....

Every coin has two aspect..... i was happy that i met wonderful  group but now i am upset because they are leaving.

I wish them a very good luck.... and hope that they will remember me always...

natural colour pic at airport...