“Power Lies Within”

I thought I know how to write
I thought I am good at my copy
I thought I have that spark in me
Yes, I have them within me…
But….
A lot more to refine, a lot more to explore,
Understanding the words clean and fine
Will solve my problems,
Down the line

Thousands of thoughts ran across
With one big ‘No’ on my face
I somehow thought its an end
To my ambition to be a copy writer
But….
It is actually a start
And I am all set
To dig myself in the ocean of words
And emerge out with word power in my hands.

Peep in Yourself

Hello, somebody there???
This is your inner self
Surprised and flustered?
I am suffocating and succumbed to filth

Wandering what is the reason behind that?
The roots lie with my outer self
And that’s you!

I tried to burry all the filth inside me,
But I cant any more
Poor souls are cut into pieces,
And you gulp them down with a lick

How great you feel,
When satiating your hunger
With chicken and mutton

They die for your stomach
And add to your built
Daily I see them embracing me
I keep gazing the dumb lives

Once, pork was your dinner,
It was obviously dead
And crushed within your devil teeth

Everybody part was handicapped
But yet it managed to complaint me
About the world outside my body
Through his innocent wide open eyes

He said, “You have plenty of green to eat,
Like you, we also have a family
We also love our fellow animal member

We also have eyes, nose, and mouth like you
You trap one of us, and then boil our heart out
And separate each of our body parts
And blow a proud burp

You humans are really selfish
Your thinking can never go beyond yourself
You just know to fork us and roll and gulp

We can’t express ourselves
But why are you ignoring the fact?
You people talk about caring animals,
But why can’t you leave us alone?

We want to live, laugh and feel healthy life
I could not save my life,
But wish to save my fellow member’s…”

And you won’t believe,
He asked me help him at his last word
I am inside you, but you have all the power
Go ahead and make a difference.

Be a vegetarian

Lone Time...

The melancholy evening, the sadness clad clouds,
Couldn't’t bear the pain and shed tears.
Thousands of rain drops around me cloned,
Yet feeling alone.

The tip taps of the drops, the bathing of the glass,
Couldn't’t refrain itself to form a fog layer on it.
I sketched few humans on the glass like a moron,
Yet feeling alone.

The lovely trees, the dancing flowers,
All were mesmerized by the company of drops.
Even drops cooled a mere stone,
Yet feeling alone.

The smiling faces, the happening dance,
People were busy enjoying their rain party.
Musical instruments waltzed on human tone,
Yet feeling alone.

The crowdy streets, the messy roads,
Everyone had their friends along.
Felt in a completely different zone,
Yet feeling alone.

With this lone time, my wishes are blown,
Thus feeling alone, and just alone…….

Every Alphabets Teach us Something

A — Accept whatever comes your way. This will make life easy to look at.
B — Believe in you. Success can be easily chased.
C — Care for everyone. Start with yourself.

D — Differentiation in good and bad things. You should differentiate wisely
E — Ethics. Be ethical in your life.
F — Friendship with everyone. Life will be beautiful.

G — Guide those who are in need.
H — Hurt never. Never be a reason for someone’s tears.
I — Inspire those who want to come ahead in life.

J — Judge yourself first. Then you can judge others.
K — Kill your anger.
L — Love all irrespective of their caste.

M — Make Money in order to satisfy your needs.
N — Neglect negativity.
O — Offer help to others.

P — Party once in a while to spend some good time.
Q — Question whatever you are not aware of.
R — Regret for your mistakes.

S — Speak out for yourself.
T — Target your goals.
U — Use your brains.

V — Verify every situation.
W — Win over many hearts
X — X-Ray things before involving into it.

Y — Youthful from heart.
Z — Zap Jealousy.

Simple Things are always Beautiful

ALIBAUG — The Land of Mysteries.

A special weekend with dear ones, away from our polluted city and fast paced life was the only wish I had before few days as I was bored with the daily routine. Going to college, helping mom, fighting with sister, eating, sleeping and chatting. I really needed refreshment. D was also very excited. We packed our bags and later when Sun God lighted the city with his tinsel rays, we left for Nahur.

My cousin brother picked us from Nahur and we all left for Alibaug. The moment we reached Muktai Nest, the place which we chose to stretch ourselves we refreshed ourselves and elder people were deciding who will take which room. Atmosphere was quiet peaceful and wow...there was a gallery too. It seemed greenery is the garland of beautiful Alibaug. But there was a fat danger dog near the garden area. I was not afraid as the dog was under the control of evil silver chains.

After contenting our stomachs, we relaxed and in the evening we left to Alibaug beach. Everything was so damn attractive over there. The waves were dancing, breeze was supervising the task given by the almighty, and sand was busy taking people to embrace the waves. But clouds and Sun had extremely good chemistry that evening. Their togetherness resulted in an orange tint which was a beautiful composure. We didn’t play much in water as high tides were too hungry and were pouncing on us.

We played too many games. Pictionary was our favourite but guys won that game twice. Even played Housie. And the most important family game of Kutchi’s i.e. Jackpot. It was fun too. The next day we went to Versoli beach. It was better than previous one. We splashed water on each other, wrote our names on sand, and also posed differently for photography. We played Garba in water too. We laughed together and enjoyed that day a lot.

Then last day we had to come back. But on our way back home, we went to Kashind beach. That was the best of all. It was really amazing. The water glittered because of the sunrays and the sand was too quick to take us inside. But it gave so much pleasure to me. I was so happy to be there with my family. Later we left for Birla Temple. It was again mesmerizing. Lord Ganesh was at the main area and temple was so well maintained. Greenery was lucky enough to stay under the shade of lords day and night. Then we came back to our normal life.

Mumbai’s dexterity to force us to come back and stay with it is commendable. This place speaks so much on its own. It teaches us to plant more and more. It has forts which describes Shivaji Maharaja’s sacrifice for us and many more things. We have many such low lying areas as we popularly call them outskirts areas which we never see deeply are the real beauty which also lie within us. We just need to recognize it.

BLACK

For me, there is no other track,
The chosen one is only black.
Black in the day and black in the night,
I view my life without any sight.

For me, there is no left no right,
All the direction bare the same plight.
The divine one helps me out,
And walks with me the way throughout.

For me, there is no red no pink,
All the colours are of the same ink.
Playing with colours is not my luck,
Feeling is all life has pluck.

For me, life is all about to feel,
Which has bided my sight in a deal.
My black faith fails to cope,
But I don’t will to lose hope.

Cry of an Indian Girl…

(This poem is not reference to today’s women, but the conditions earlier)

When I was under my mother’s shade,
I dug my senses with a spade.
When I was born they weren’t so happy,
Though I was like a soft toy,
But I was not a boy.
When I started to carry a satchel,
I was forbidden to mingle.
When I touched my teen age,
They decided for me a marriage cage.
When I entered into my life’s new stage,
It turned to be a blank page.
I was left with a white sari,
And so called society decided,
I was not to remarry.
I was boycotted from every ceremony,
As if I was never a member of this economy.
Then one day my life’s tree was given a chance to bend,
But I never found when the suffering of an Indian girl will end.

A War Between Mirror and Reflection

Materialized Demands in a Diplomatic Figure.

The issue of demands is an ongoing cycle. If one need if fulfilled, you have others waiting in a long Que. Sometimes I just can’t understand why the beauty and other materialized things are chosen over a true and crystal clear heart. You must have witnessed many such situations across your life.

I have seen many love marriage couples. I noticed that either of one is a good looking person or other one is inferior in front of his /her partner. Of course they are together because they love and care for each other. But don’t you think so they have their so called beauty certificate given by the society? People say, “Ladki kitni gori hai, aur ladka saavla hai”, “Ladke ladki ki height mein toh kitna farak hai, jodi nai jam rahi hai”, “Are ladkiwale to bade amir hai” and so on. Why a personal life of an individual is peeped into by thousands of others including their family members.

Now talking about generation Y, they are more prone to loud and peppy world. Guys want girls who are the preachers of size zero along with confidence and beauty summed up in their closets. Girls too don’t lack behind and opt for those guys ho have some passion and determination to do something in life. But seldom anyone think about those who are beautiful from heart and not from cloths they wear. I have seen myself that even some of my male friends tend to glue their eyes on girls who wear short skirts, look hot and carry attitude. That’s natural that anything that eye finds attractive, looks to it often. But they are quite serious about their life partner they choose have to be similar sort of.

Even I received one comment at one of the family function were, my aunt’s friend had come with her son from Delhi. We all cousins were sitting together and the Delhi boy shared what he thought looking at me, my sister Deepali and also cousin Komal. He said me “you are a perfect wife material. Simple and traditional.” To be frank, I was a bit embarrassed that time. That embarrassment was not because I was not able to accept that comment, but at the age of 16, who would like to have such a comment?

Today if a girl’s waist is more than 28, then she feels she is too fat and starts dieting. I have many friends who are under pressure of their boyfriends to be sleek, beautiful and confident. Today it is like each girl and boy expects a lot from each other in terms of their wishes. And for their love, they take every pain to suit their partner’s wishes. But why we fail to understand that its persons inner beauty which maintains long term relationship. Today when asked to anyone, what type of girl or boy you want in your life? They answer like, “hmmm….I want a girl who is very beautiful but should have good nature also.” How diplomatic people can be. But seriously guys, we should know to respect good things in our life. Beauty is an added advantage, but it is not the sole thing looked in a person.

I just wanted you to ask yourself one thing, when you are attracted towards a girl or a boy, what is it that makes you look at him/her often? His/her looks or simplicity or figure or what?

83 Days of Media Encounter

A Short But Eternal one...

I was nervous a bit, but managed to hide my nervousness behind my sweet smile. Jolting all my confidence from here and there, I entered the room. Good morning sir was all I could say to Mr. Hussain Zaidi, obviously the editor of The Asian Age newspaper. He greeted me and gradually his questions began to mount in response to my answers. He said me something which impressed me a lot. He said, “In this three month internship, either I will make you a journalist or will through the journalism fever out of your mind.” And forcing his two lips to come together he continues, “I will make you work like a slave and there will be no pay.” I agreed and joined from the very next day (20th March’08)

First few days were very a blend of excitement and fear whether I would be able to cope up with so much responsibility or not? People at the editorial desk were not very friendly with interns, but succeeded in finding one. Her name was Seema. I was given my 1st assignment by Edlyn. All faces were same and everyone’s target was me. So I began my journey as a journalist. My 1st article was about colourful festival Holi. I interviewed the concerned person and started to pen down to frame it in a structured way. The girl next to me said, “Not to write it on paper. Straight away on word document” and explained me, were to save the files with what date as well as the in house chat system.

It all was amazing. After few days, my three friends came in for interview out of which only one got selected. I was happy on that day because I had a company of someone whom I know. But the very next day, she left with a migraine to never come back. I had to survive and win over my introvert nature. Days started passing by and even the responsibilities started multiplying. I was assigned to daily replace the knick knacks on the listing column, which constituted the movie timings, different events, delicious food and helpline. And then I headed for attending events and exhibitions. Seeing the faces those beyond the television screen or big cinema theaters in my real life was like a dream come true. The reporters including me and the photographers always try to pounce on them to get their quotes on any particular events. I even covered three crime beat stories. And that was the wonderful part of my life. Trust me on this.

My experience was very good with a pinch of bitter one. I use to get calls from different PR’s about the upcoming events and it was an amazing feeling to get such a honour by someone. Once my senior roared at me like anything as I had incurred a serious mistake of writing Bollywood ‘B’ in small letter instead of capital while she proof read it. And also she warned me to concentrate on my work and get rid of my phone for work hours. I cried that day a bit, but after that day, I never attended anyone’s call when I was in a mid of something important. But apart from these firings, some of the stars were also not lagging behind. Some were actually rude to me. And one fine day I fortunate to even attend an official meet in my office about the new pages to be introduced.

While I was interning, few of my colleagues left our publication for one or the other reasons. So there was a farewell party too for the same. Working in The Asian Age was a wonderful experience for me. Every department was independently working. But if there was breaking news, or cricket match or something worth, majority of us were glued in front of a big TV in our office. Those days were really special for me. You might be thinking life as a reporter is just reporting and filing stories and satisfy the editor with the relevant and heart hitting content for his paper. But it has all the enjoyment one would like to have in their life too. It was like an alternate family for me. On the last day of my internship (June10’08) I distributed Cadbury Dairy milk to almost everyone from my editor to the watch man of the office. I just wanted to thank all of them for supporting and co-operating with me one of the wonderful journeys of my life.

1st Day as a Post Graduate Student.

We need to move on..

24th July’09, yes this was the very first day of my new college i.e. KC college where I decided to continue a post graduation course in advertising and public relation. But thank God, Anisha, suvarna, Nidhi and Nikhil opted for the same course with me. We had our orientation. Suvarna and I were excited to go to college. We both left at around 4.15 pm. Anisha met us on Dadar station and we reached KC.

At the college gate, we were waiting for Nikhil to come. By the time he came, we were busy gazing everyone who was entering into the premises. Some were walking in as if they were attending some party, while others were too busy chatting with their friends. Finally he came. We fixed ourselves at our respective chairs and set our eyes to rotate at 360degree angle.

All faces had a question mark which was a common one. Who are my classmates? And for that we had to check the list displayed on the first floor of the college building. But we had to unfortunately hold our breath as we were lectured for an hour about what are the rules to follow and the teaching pattern. Later we checked the list. We could not control our happiness because I, Anisha, suvarna and nikhil were one list. But unfortunately Nidhi was in other class.

Next day we had our very first lecture of public relation. The professor was good but was trying to get rid of her wavy hair throughout the lecture. Anisha even commented ‘Somebody please tie her hair, she is finding it difficult.’ We could not control our laugh. She was telling us to be interactive and speak up, but what to tell she was distracting us by playing with her hair. Classmates were ok and we gave our introduction to our mam. I so hate these introductions. She was teaching us the basics, but we were missing Somaiya. Those memories surrounded us and we didn’t enjoy that lecture.

After lecture, we all headed towards CST, sharing about the first day. You won’t be surprised to hear that we all had the same line on the tip of our tongues — “Somaiya was better man….” May be we are feeling lonely because they are starting days, but really miss you all guys..

GOD and I

A secret of mine….

“Do you believe in God?” is the question I am often encountered with. My answer is always a positive one when it comes to God. I believe that God exists and is always around me. I know there should be no favourite one at least in God and Goddess, but I strongly believe in Bhole Nath Bhagwan. He is my best friend.

I have felt the presence of Bholenath ji around me. There are few incidents in my life to say how he gave me strength to combat difficult situations in my life. I have already noted all the details of my life in my personal dairy but as technology has developed, I wish to pen down God and I in my electronic dairy.

My trust in Bhagwanji was strengthening when I was taught a special subject called — Geeta Ethics in my junior college. It dealt with how you should talk to your God and ask for strength. I don’t remember her name but she always use to stress on how to get answers for our questions we ask to the almighty.

She had said, “Jab tumlogo ko Bhagwan se kuch puchna hota hai, aaraam se pucho. Aur Bhagwan ke hi saamne us prashna ka uttar aapko kis tarah se chahiye yeh bhi bataiye. Samjo ki aapne prashna raat ko pucha aur uttar paneke liye kaha ki subah jab aap darshan kare tab phool agar Bhagwan ke charno mein gir jaye toh samajna ki aapko uttar mila. Bhagwan kisi na kisi roop mein aapko jawab jarur dete hai.”

I was amazed by the thought that God actually answers without talking. One day came when I got an opportunity to test what our mam taught us. But I didn’t want to beg for something without working hard for that. So I tried in a different way. It was a very personal problem related to my family. I apologized to Bhagwanji for our mistakes and pleaded for strength to fight back to that bad phase of our life. And believe me guys, HE EXISTS. I am stressing on this because there are many who don’t believe in him. From that time till today he has always been with me. Whenever I had any fight with my sister or my good friends or parents, I would always go to teres (roof) and use to talk to my Bholenath. (Warning: Don’t laugh at me).

I just wanted to share with you that, he really has the power to let the stone melt. It’s just that you need to trust him and have loads of patience because he is going to test you on various parameters throughout your life. But he is there. This is my own experience. I am very happy that he is always with me.

If you think you don’t need him, ask yourself, “Am I happiest person in this world?”

Hey Lal Laiyo, Haiyo Haiyo !!!

Those five wonderful days...

Hey Lal Laiyo, Haiyo Haiyo!!!’ we cried aloud, ‘Hey, Bye…Cya..tc..’ everywhere the same echo , ‘Hope To Meet You Soon’ was on everyone’s lip, ‘I Am Gona Miss You a Lot’ we said to each other, ‘ Abe Saale, Upset Mat Ho…Abhi Life Mein Bahut Ghumna Hai Saathmein’ we hugged each other, ‘BMM Rocks’ Smile on everyone’s face… and a click….

Well, I hope you digested all these things in your big fat tummy. This was the scenario when we came back from our so called industrial visit to Bangalore-Mysore (Feb1’09 – Feb 5’09) at seven hours at Kalyan station. Students from all the streams got down, but we BMM’ites were the striking ones amidst those lost faces. Let’s rewind the whole sequence.

Feb 1 arrived and one by one we greeted each other at Shivaji Chatrapati Terminus to board our train. Positive vibrations like excitement, enthusiasm, smiles, and happiness were on our face. Our train left station at 8 am for a journey never before in our lives. Some of us already formed group and chatted. Some were gathered around one berth and were discussing about what to do and what not. On any outing, antakshari is the favourite of all. Thus we played antakshari. Later we had Chole Bhature for our lunch and after eating such oily food, half of us fell asleep. Slowly majority of us gave up excitement and went off to sleep.

We all were fond of photography…I mean not much interested in nature’s photographs, but our own snaps. At two or three stations when train halted, we got down and caught our happiness. Owls began to peep here and there, and we played few games. Around 11 pm our professors were on rounds and made sure that we were on our respective berths. But aatish, aakash and nikhil had some other plans. They came to each of us when we were already asleep and asked us what we will have in breakfast — veg or non-veg. The most irritated was Krupa. Some actually answered they will have non-veg. Hehehehhe…

We reached our destination. .i.e. Bangalore. Everyone got into their respective hotel rooms and queued to have shower. We were 12 of us in one room. The most amazing part of this hotel was that there was no water in the tap. This made us to take long time to get ready and leave for a studio visit. That was not much interesting. Later we saw the Asia’s widest Banyan tree and then had our lunch. After relaxing for sometime, we left for ISKON temple and took God’s blessings. The temple was beautiful. At night we had get together and we played fish pond. This was the greatest fun we had. There were dogs left around the hotel so that we all sleep in our respective rooms.

Next morning we left for Mysore. Again we had to run here and there. We went to Mysore palace and were mesmerized in its beauty. We also lost ourselves in Vrindavan garden and witnessed fountains dancing on their own ethnic moves on the tap of the music. We took small umbrellas from there. They were pretty. We went shopping later on in a hurry. There was a DJ party that night in hotel. But we had already plans for our Great Bhaskar Awards (Far Away from Oscars). Myself and Aatish were jury and Aakash and Nikhil were the hosts of the awards night. Our sponsors were initially Hide N Seek Biscuits. But unfortunately they were out of stock, so we had to accept Sun feast as our second half sponsors.

There was a mind blowing performance by Pooja Saliya. As we had silent claps as the audience response, we were not able to control applauding the superb performance by Pooja. Those awards were great. We had a blast. Following morning we went to Philomena Church. Then we were on the way to Bangalore to board the train to our normal life. Some of us had controversies in the bus and that was recorded. In the train, we all enjoyed a lot.

Though we had few fights, it was my life’s tinsel page. Whenever I will peep into my life’s diary, this page of my trip will always shine.
Miss you all.... Be in touch…

Our Country, Our proud, Our Mother...

"INDIA"

Welcome to the land of humanity, where democracy breathes, thousands of cultures dwell, sweets are disributed forevery ocassion,tradition is still alive, guests are treated as god and love and respect for humanity. India has 28 differentcountries, but they have one soul, lying in capital of India — New-Delhi. It is India where, multi-lingual and multireligious people reside and happily embrace each others festivals while celebrating every festival with pomp and reverence.

India has lot many things in its closet. Heritage buildings, flora and fauna, adventures, developing technology, differenttraditions and more. The lovely Taj Mahal is the witness of love Shahjahan had for Mumtaz.Kutubminar in Delhi,historicalforts in different parts of India form the core of India. Visiting India is not merely sight seeing, but it is coming across the diversity of the country. At every stage, you will find different eating habits, clothing fashion, thinking, rituals and traditions.

Norht, South, East and West, constitute one Nation. North includes Jammu and Kashmir, Himachal Pradesh, Darjleeng and more. These places have cool climate and attract most tourists due to its mesmerizing beauty of nature and breath taking surrounding. Everyting in north is like God’s gift to mankind. West has meghalaya, Bihar, West Benagal, Arunachal Pradesh and more. The dominant language is Bengali over there. South has Kanya-Kumari, Kerela, Karantaka and more. This is also called as the ocean of knowledge, as the south Indians are perceived to be intelligent ones. Greenary and simplicity adds karizma to south. East has Gujarat and more.

People are active and enthusiastic. Here, festivals are celebrated with great zest. In all, India is a dish which is spicy, sweet, sour and bitter.

People are kind hearted and cuddled up within thier own ethnic groups. One can find all kind of food habits in India. The education system today has been taken on next level,where there is a run for marks and loads of competition. India has successfully built many education institutions who cater to many different courses and adapt booming courses amicably. India is incomplete without entertainment. It has Tollywood (South film industry), Bhojpuri idustry, and the bling -bling Bollywood industry. In Bollwood film industry, page3 and paprazzi are the main cards to play. Mumbai is the one of the main junction among Pune, Delhi, Nagpur, Bangalore to name few. Night life especially in Mumbai is very colourful. Parties, music and food are the course of the night life.

Bangalore is heart of Karnataka. It is trapped by its own culture. The colourful buildings, Chamunda Hills, and near by sighseeing places, the specialty food, all constitute to a wonderful city. Even Delhi is city of humanity. People are 24X7 working hard. The crowded streets, delicious and ghee loaded sweets, the taste of their culture and respectful laguage makes one feel satiated with life. Pune acts as a replica of Maharashtra. People out there irrespective of any language, get succumbed to Marathi language. The long running highways, beautiful climate, and different sight seeing places force you to visit Pune.

Pilgrimage places like Amarnath, Char dhaam yatra, Vasihnavdevi, Trambakeshwar, Shirdi to name few are visited by crores of people each year to take the blessings of the god. Hill stations like Matheran, Mahabaleshwar, Saputara, Kashmir, Shimla, to name few are in lime light for the honeymoon couples. India holds its flag even in cricket. Sports is also an integral part of it. In this global era, india is not lagging behind and participates in solving each and every issue of gloabl concern.

At the end i can proudly say, "India reflects a bizaare image to the rest of the world."

Education world — A WEB

Education today, is not only a basic need, but must for survival. In each and every walk of life, it helps to make life better. This century witnesses all the variations in the education system and its complexities. Being only a graduate in this era won’t get you a bride or a groom. It needs more qualifications on your bio-data which will work as an icing on cake.
M.A, M.com, Post Graduation, M.B.A to name few are the stars which add to your identity. Being a student and struggling between their own and their parents wish is a tough task to perform. Education is more of who goes long way to fetch more degrees and goal it to their personal accounts. The moment you pass out your twelvth, parents, friends, family, teachers and counselors conquer your mind with thousands of streams for your future. It is very difficult to choose when there is so much competition within each course.
Day by day, there are lot many courses emerging as a result of booming demand. Media has also many streams under its shade. Public Relation, Advertising, Film direction, Journalism and more are in demand today. Specialization in any stream is possible. Also lot many institutions are catering to all possible courses. Media is an emerging field in education.
Career in media is stimulating interest in youths. When asked to students from different places and vivid interests, all had to say so much about what education system is, at present. Praveen K Jha, a Mass Media student says, "I am basically from Calcutta. I came to Mumbai and decided to study Mass Media. In start, I found it difficult and could not understand few subjects which were introduced in relation to media. But at the end I understood each and every thing, which is part of human nature, is related to media. This course really helped me to explore hidden talents in me and it’s a great platform to showcase the same. As every coin has two sides, education system has adopted different courses; it has built immense pressure when it comes to school education."

“Education is must, but if a person is being valued as per what degree he has, then education has failed to impart true knowledge inside you. ”