The New Breed

Here I come after a long time searching for some answers and my peace of mind. I thought I'd never be disturbed again; will try to make the best of every moment. When it came down upon me like this, I thought no better option than to pen it down here.

Here I come today with a lot of mixed feelings which have started troubling me recently. My topic of concern is this "New Breed". I try so hard to teach this life a lesson but each time it finds a way to knock me down and say it to my face "It's you who need me...Not I!" I am trying to express all sorts of feelings coming to my mind tonight but I'm not too sure from where to begin.. I don't even know will I be able to explain this "New Breed" or not but it makes me feel something is wrong and something has to be done about it; and this feeling mounts on top of you when you feel very strongly for it.

The New Breed- In other words, the modern generation. I am a part of it and many of you who are reading it are also one of it. I hate to admit it but its a fact I can't deny...we need to ask ourselves..what are we becoming? It may sound weird to you and probably you may think I am having a pessimistic approach towards a certain situation I'm facing. But I'm not facing any such situation. We all are!! Probably my words may fall short for what I have to convey, so I may take a few examples which would probably bring it out easily.

1. A man works real hard all his life so that he may be able to provide his children what he didn't get at that age. An honest, hard working, and an ethical person who makes it to the peak and finally gets all those luxuries for his children which he never had. He has a cook and a driver working for him for at least ten years. That humble man not only gives respect to those people who served him but also considers them an integral part of his family. One day the child of that person insults and humiliates that cook for not making a special dish which he was accustomed to have. That boy shows no remorse for his actions and adds insult to injury by making that cook realize the difference between their status. Later that day, he insults that loyal driver who served so many years to his family. The cook and the driver- they know what place they have in their master's heart but they do not speak because they have served that master and his family for so many years and they don't want to repay him by replying to the boy. Their eyes used to lit up whenever they thought that they served their master who is so kind and generous to them. They do not let that pride take the better of their master's family. The New breed with all those luxuries and facilities have added something more to their personality. Is this sophistication? Or is this attitude? I can't explain what it is. But there is a certain lack of behaviour, courteousness, chivalry, and respect. Well if insulting people who serve you make a better personality... Go on!!

2. We are modernizing...aren't we? In today's world, if you have to be modern, you got to lose your virginity before you hit the 20's. The new breed takes pride in it- and these morons never realize how difficult it will be for that girl who will suffer mentally after all this. The New Breed is just so good at it, especially the males. Fake love for a month or so..who says you can't get stoned?? Right? The problem lies when those girls with their pretty eyes aren't able to see the filthy side of that fake love. They are emotionally weak, and very often they tend to dream about things which probably will never come true after a sleepless night. Is Sex so much important for these sonofabitches that they don't even care to look beyond? Don't even think about that innocent face which probably will never be able to trust another guy or find true love? How will you ever face that charming and innocent beauty that you fooled and rampaged in just one night? The life of a girl changes completely from this point. It comes to a standstill from where she doesn't know how to take it further. She keeps waiting and regretting all her life....but still with a belief that someday he will come. But then nobody can explain them.... what has actually happened with her!!!

The New Breed- This is what its all about...huh?? Showing how bad humanity can get... Whatever happens today...will be the ultimate cause for tomorrow...The thing is....I see no tomorrow!!

I have so many things Going in my mind...But I don't know why I can't explain them all...I hate it...I'm seriously pissed off by it... Can't go any further with this post.... Sorry for an unlikely ending.....

CAT trapped by the MOUSE!!

I don't know why I am posting this blog right now. Probably the frustration is beginning to mount again on me. Yesterday was like hell for me. The minutes flew away when I wanted them to stay.....and the clock ticking heavily when I wanted it to pass.

And today....finally the D-DAY arrived, bringing a smile on my face when I woke up this morning. I was waiting for it from the last two years, and here it was..in front of me!! All I had to do was to Armour myself up for the battle which was about to start at 1000 hours.

Looked myself in the mirror and said..All set...come on! This is your Day..Go and have your share today!!

But in this excitement, I really forgot....its the CAT! The most certain thing about CAT is uncertainty. They announced the computer based format nearly six months ago.....confirmed it in August when probably everybody thought the Computer based test cannot be conducted in such a short period of time! But obviously...its CAT!!

They did it! Yes its computer based finally, like GMAT!

So I woke this morning with an enthusiasm as if I were going to the biggest battle of my life, an I knew it was the last....tried to give it a good fight anyhow, for I have been waiting for it! Guess what?? The paper at my site test code got cancelled...Reason?? Technical errors.....

Such a stupidity in CAT? Cannot believe it...after all uncertainty was expected...and the CAT didn't leave us disappointed.

2.4 lakhs students appearing for the CAT 09, and they don't have a backup. First day, the paper at eight cities got cancelled and was promised to be rescheduled but no one has any clue when will it be! The question is will the students be comfortable with the new timings? The placement seasons have begun University semesters are arriving just after the official end date of CAT and the prometric doesn't have any idea when the rescheduling will take place! The aspirants didn't get a date, no text and no email (most of them). What are the students supposed to do now! The temple of brilliance is trapped in its own web!

Making the CAT online backfired, where 2.4 lakhs aspirants are appearing, with no backup of such kind..

But Stil...I mean Come on!! Its CAT...trapped by the MOUSE!!

YOU don't look back in Life...Life looks back at YOU!!

If you're disheartened...feeling weak, lost your everything in life.... thinking of giving up? Then this is exactly the right place for you to be. You're reading it. But you're feeling you might feel better and motivated after reading it! Then the answer is NO!!

You're thinking to give up? Why did you held on for so long? I would have suggested you to give it up right then! You know why you held on? Coz You were not ready to lose! That spirit shouldn't fade away....actually it never does...our belief does. Strength of holding up doesn't come from your muscles...it comes from your heart!! Its true and proven scientifically!!

There might have been books that you may have read to motivate yourself...but that fizzes out soon after you end with the book. The enthusiasm in you after reading this will also fizz out when you end with this post. I'm not here to motivate you! I'm here to tell you!

I don't write here to make my traffic. I write here coz it may be needed by someone!

Reading books and lectures don't motivate you; and neither does reading blogs! Its YOU!! And finally YOU!! that motivates yourself!

If you think to Win! You Will....If you think you've had enough!! You really have...If you think you can...you can!! If you think you cannot?? You're right!! It all comes back to YOU in the end! Why will somebody else tell you what you ought to do? Why Will somebody else's words influence you to do the things YOU haven't done? Well, if YOU do it later....just think...It's ultimately YOU!! You could have done it earlier.

If its not in your hand, you wait for some time and then if YOU think you won't be able to get a desired result you move on!! Why did you wait then? To ultimately move on? If only YOU had thought You won't move unless YOU have it YOUR way.....the story would have been different! I am not preaching! I am telling What "I" did!!!

It was "MY" way and "MY" life...I'll have results "MY" own way!! So why the hell should I give up? This might well be MY last chance....I'll do it MY way. That's what I did...that's what I got!!

You got to believe in yourself. It might be anything. You got to believe YOUR way will do it for YOU! Giving up are the habits started by the weaker people who are in majority today!! That's not the only way! YOU have to keep faith in YOUR GUT FEELING! If YOU think staring at the Rock will make it weep, It Will! Just Keep staring...I Bet!

Its just YOU! Don't let any others decision influence YOU, YOUR LIFE!! Not even the words of this blog if you think so!

"Being PRACTICAL" is the most misused word in the world today! No such thing Exists! What do you actually mean by Practicality? The Things which you do are- PRACTICAL. Someone says, you cannot jump off your terrace...Be Practical!! Show him what practicality is! That will be a very wierd thing though, but it certainly proves PRACTICALITY! Other says, you cannot do it...BE PRACTICAL!! Just shut his mouth. Nothing is practical!! Its just what YOU do!!

YOU want it!! Then Go....Get it!! The doors of practicality opens when you've already done that thing!! All the way in YOUR life..Its Just YOU!! Why will you follow somebody else? That's the reason why YOU were not born attached to someone else!! You look different from all others!! Why? Coz YOU are YOU!! And nobody can be YOU!! So better don't let anybody tell YOU...what are YOU...who are YOU...what should YOU do...and how should YOU do!!!

YOU don't look back in life...Life looks back at YOU!!!

"Thanx for the Adventure...now go and find a new one"

Its more than 4 o'clock in the morning and waking up writing this blog on one of the most touching movies I ever saw. The movie is called "UP". Its an animated Pixar production movie. Don't have words to describe this one!! Even though, being animated, it is capable enough to roll down your tears like fresh water droplets on a lily.

The movie is special in just more than one way. It starts with the dreams of a boy and a girl who wish to explore the world. Their dream is to reside in a house over the mountains in South America, beside the "Paradise Falls, a land lost in time". However, they do not know how to reach there. But the boy promises that he will take the girl to that place. The movie proceeds in no time showing those two kids grow up, getting married, living a happy life, and trying to collect some money for their dream adventure (which actually never turns up the way they thought).....and finally one day the she dies giving her old husband her book which she calls as her "Adventure book". She collected her dreams inside that book which never came true in her lifetime. Yet they lived a happy life as a couple.

Frustrated by the circumstances later in his life, the protagonist of the story decides to fly his house through balloons to that place. During the journey, he met a speaking Dog, a beautiful Bird, and a Kid who are instrumental in taking the story forward. After many obstacles, his determination yielded results and he finally was successful in landing the house to the desired place. At this emotional moment, he took out the Adventure book which her wife gave her. There was a section in that book,"Stuffs that I'm gonna do". He turned the pages and found the memories of her happy moments with her wife. He was in pain as the dream which finally came true, was at the time when "THE PERSON" of that vision was no more in the world. There was no one to cherish that moment. All her life she desired to be there, and when its finally there, it doesn't even matter. But she was amazed to see that the Section,"Stuffs that I'm gonna do" was filled with the memories of the moments they spent together...with each other!! And, at the End there was a message, "Thanx for the Adventure, Now go and find a new one." The story stills continues beyond this. But to me, this was the most touching part in the whole movie.

People spend their lives chasing their ultimate goals and wildest fantasies, but what they never realize is that they are missing on the best adventure called life. Life isn't about reaching the destination, its about the journey of reaching it! The sense of achievement will soon be over, but we never forget the memories we had during that. This movie is a perfect example. I couldn't help getting emotional. Try to bite your inner cheeks while watching it!

The Most Beautiful Lady in this World

"The Best part of beauty is that no picture can express."

"The most beautiful things in this world cannot be seen or even touched...they can just be felt"

"Beauty is not caused. It is"

For the last 5 hours, I have been trying to find the quote that perfectly describes the wonder and the appreciation for the most beautiful thing you ever saw. But I gave up. Soon I realised I must not start this post up with a quote. And accidentally I uttered a reason for it:

"I have Realised that finding a quote for the most beautiful thing in this world, is actually hampering its beauty..."

These were the perfect lines which described it for this post, and it happened that I said it when I was disappointed at not having found out such a line which describes it perfectly...but you see, beauty never goes in vain...it gave me something to begin with. Cheers.

The past two days have been one of the most significant days in my life up til now. Yesterday, I did a li'l too much than my normal routine.

It so happened, that I had to go and meet someone as a part of my day's plan. I got ready for it and was all set to meet the person. But this day was destined to be knocking at my head for some reason, which I knew not of.

After a couple of venue changes, I finally reached a mutually decided venue; but probably I wasn't ready for what was yet to come.

The Almighty always makes His presence felt in some way or the other. This time it was a lady through which he made me realize what a beautiful world it is. I don't say You'll find no other lady as good looking as her, but its hard to find a lady so perfect as herself... You're beautiful...oh its true.

I heard that voice before, and I did feel a sense of appreciated beauty in it. But after seeing it, I can say, there was nothing in this world which can be termed as nearest to perfection, if not her.

"Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder." I heard it before, but I confronted it the first time. It was a complete blend of politeness, maturity, personality, rationality, ethical, virtue, goodness, morality, humility, and beauty. Never before I came across such a creation which was so near to perfection.

My words aren't strong enough to describe what it was like. Her voice was so pleasing like sugar melted into ears. But till now, where you still haven't received the complete picture of the story, I'd like to continue, where I left, just to make you understand...why she was "The Most Beautiful Lady in this world!!!"

All these qualities in a woman only describes that she is beautiful. So what?!? We've seen enough beautiful ladies to be impressed at something. So the it didn't make me respect it. But the point where I was wonder-struck was this:

When you see an image kept too long under the direct forces of nature...it fades away with time. But when you see it as fresh as ever and still maintaining its most prized virtue, its good heart, you are left speechless!!

Under the constant adversities of the world, under the pressures of unbearable loads on weak shoulders and in conditions where not many of us would have survived....she not only resisted but also kept her most valuable assets with herself- her good heart, her politeness and her evergreen smile with her.

A good face reader will tell you what I'm talking about...her eyes told me that there is always more to it than all that meet the eye. A smile can be contagious and can deceive anybody, but you need to look beyond that. I, however, was aware even before meeting her that somethings in life are harsh and not right. But after seeing her, my respect for her knew no limits..

Such a prized beauty....and yet so down to earth, so humble and the best part is that she is always positive that everything gonna be alright.

I pray to the Almighty, that when He creates something magnificent, he should be there to take care of it. I wouldn't hesitate in saying that she was one of the most good natured beings I ever met. The fact is that I actually met her, because of her nature.

I would not search the web for a picture to describe The most Beautiful Lady in this world. I just witnessed her. And the Perfect Blend of nature, goodness, humility and beauty makes THE MOST BEAUTIFUL LADY in this world. :) God Bless!!

"The Most Beautiful things in this world cannot be seen or even touched...they can just be felt."

The Amazing Flash Mind Reader

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This was one of the most better stuffs I thought I had seen when I didn't know what was behind the curtains!!

But When you are deeply focused to find out the trick, you don't think that there is any way possible you can not do it!!!(Of course I am talking about the optimistic ones....)

And when you get the puzzled solved, you think this is as foolish as you were!

But really we should all appreciate the creator of this amazing mind reader...he was always one step ahead of us!! :)

Life is But a Midsummer's Night Dream

Last Night I had a dream. A dream which sounded so stupid when talked

about but at the same time....it created something very special within. Something very touchy. Something we do not think of usually.

The Dream was about my school- Seth M.R. Jaipuria school, Lucknow...which ranks among the top schools in India. Whenever someone asks about us, we proudly say....that we are Jaipurians. Its a very special feeling I cannot describe, and I'm sure....most of the Jaipurians will agree with me.

Anyways, let me begin with the dream. So here it goes:

I was sleeping when my mother woke me up saying there is a call for me. I thought about a moment, why will somebody call me up on the fixed line when they all know my cell number?(Of course, it was a dream, so some stupidity is bound to arise. So please keep patience and get on with it!) Never mind. I received the call and some lady with a feeble voice was at the other end. She inquired me about my identity. Finally she said, "Mr. Tarunendra...as you know it has been four years since the time you passed out from the Jaipuria School, so it's time for you to attend your last ceremony at the Jaipuria campus, after which your name will be forever deleted from the list of the students who ever studied in the school. If you wish to come, then please let me know by tomorrow. Also, forward this message to the students of your batch who might not get the message. Thank you."

So, the day had finally come. After every four years, a batch was eliminated from the Jaipurian memory forever. It would never be heard of again. We didn't actually know why they did it....but we guess that it was their method to clean out the unnecessary information stored in their central memory unit. We all found it weird while we were in the school. But soon we got used to it having seen 10-12 batches reuniting every year for the same purpose. We thought it would be the happiest day of our lives as we won't have to do anything regarding the place, which made our lives hell at school, in the future. But that was the time when we talked about leaving the school as soon as possible and never ever coming back again. But you see, it is all very different when you face that day.

It was a fine Sunday. But the school was open for all those who wanted to come to see and meet us. As expected, very few of them were interested. After all, we had passed through the same age. The school buses were available and running to the stops wherever they were instructed. Meeting the same old friends in the school bus gave quite a nostalgia. The only difference was that we were not in our uniforms which we wore for 12 years. We hugged each other, asking them where they were presently and their future plans etc. etc. all....but with a kip biting effort to control our emotions which would have overflowed any moment. It was still an hour to go before our bus...(Root number 5) would reach the campus. The driver was also the same with a fair amount of wrinkles underneath his eyes. He recognised us easily, saying,"Aur ustaad....kaise ho?" And we all had the same answer,"Bas badhiya...aap sunao." We thought we would discuss about so much things when we will meet together. But those moments of seeing each other become so mature in these four years hardly left us with something to say much.

Ahh!! here we arrived. 6 buses already came before and 2 were still awaited. We got down saying to the driver,"Aaj haar gaye. Baki sab pehle aa gaye." It was the last time we would have ever said that. We would have liked to be the first ones. But then, that didn't matter much.

And My Alma-Mater had changed quite a lot in these years. New buildings had taken the place of the canteen. The Bus stop had been shifted to the back-side. Everything was so new there. Only the fragrance and the essence of it was still the same. As we entered the big gate, the same old noise would make us feel that we had to stay there for 8 more hours. But this time it was different. We were allowed 12 hours....where we found 8 hours as heavy as Olympus. What an irony! But these 12 hours seemed so less.

Life is full of surprises.....we cry entering the school for the first time when we don't want to go there....and we cry leaving it, when we don't want to leave it! The irony of fate is this, whatever we do...we have a reason to justify ourselves.

Our staffs were still the same...most of them. New ones, we didn't know them but still tried to figure out,"Have I forgotten him? Who was he?" But at that point we were sure, we will remember each and every face we saw. Our old colleagues were back, all in formal wears, looking like working professionals. We would have called them uncle when we were in the school. But here we stand gazing how handsome they look now. Not to mention, our Jaipurian beauties all in Sari. Looking like the prettiest faces in the world. Our first loves, some of them still committed and some.......... The girls, whom we stared all along when we walked through the galleries; whom we whistled wherever we saw them with them hair open; and whom we proposed sitting on our knees with a flower in our hands, expecting a love life to begin. They were looking hell gorgeous. But there was a hitch when we talked to them. It wasn't like those days, where we would have talked shamelessly with a smile on our faces. Something was different. Probably the time was.

We visited every place in the school together, with the words such as,"Yaad hai, yahaan par.........". A few of us with our first loves, sitting in the children's park and talking about their present lives. The Casanovas were the Casanovas no more. While walking everywhere in the school, we didn't dare to touch the hands of those girls with whom we walked hand in hand through the verandas. Everything was so different. We tried to get over the hitch. But weren't able to. It was bigger than the doomsday. We never wanted to leave it like this. But it was a part of the Jaipurian tradition. We had to end it up like that. The Mud pools were still filled due to the showers that took place the previous night. The fragrance of Jaipuria was still rich and forever will be, as it has been for the past one and a half decades or so.

The Yoga by Baba Ramdev on the television set woke me up. Woke me up from a place where I wanted to be forever. When I woke up, I found my eyes filled with water. It was the "Magic". The Magic of a place which help us become whatever we are now. Thank God I'll never have to end up with "My Jaipuria" like the way I saw. Life is...but...a Midsummer Night's Dream. A dream worth dreaming....where we don't wanna wake up...and still continue with it...keeping aside all the ups and downs we experienced!