Jaati- Jo Kabhi nahi Jaati (Caste-Not easy to get rid off)

"Hello"
"Hey bro, how are you?"
"Sure, it would be great. I will get free by 5pm. CP??"
"Done"

5pm

I left my institute (not college) and was pacing towards Sec-11 Dwarka Metro Station. At the entrance of the metro station, a kid came running towards me. I was listening to Mumfold and Sons when his one action left me thunderstruck. He gripped my left leg. I removed my earphones with a mixed feeling of anger and terror.
"What are you doing? Go away"

He just one line and left me wondering! ," Mujhe bahut bhookh laggi hai. Jutte polish kara lo bhaiya" (I am really hungry. Please allow me to polish your shoes so that I can eat something)

"Kya khana hai aapko?"(What do you want to eat?). I asked sympathetically.

He pointed his finger towards a food stall outside the metro station. I went there, bought him a packet of lays. He wiped his tears and gave me a sweet smile in return.

"Tum padhte kyu nahi bete?"(Why don't you study son?)

He replied while trying to open up the packet
"Mein Shudra jaati ka huin na" (I am a Shudra by caste)



I entered the metro station. Even though my body was moving towards the metro but my mind was still there with that kid looking at me with those empty eyes, asking me zillions of questions without even saying a word and crying out for help.
Torn clothes, watery nose, red eyes and bare footed.
In a country that is growing every second and running towards better standards of living, the problem of caste system still persists.
I looked outside the window of Delhi Metro and saw a brown patch between green lush. Does that barren, brown and dry land symbolize something? Is it trying to depict the unheard pain and cry of a section of society?
Why was this caste system brought into action?
Who actually started this system?
I tried putting every possible explanation for these questions but failed. I searched through each and every neuron of my mind and struggled to find solution to my problem in hand.
I failed!!

I tried putting all these thought on the backseat of my mind and put efforts to put some music in to that empty hole. Travel of one hour and thirty minutes came to an end and I reached CP to meet my school friends.
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Where am I?
Which place is this?
Why is everything in gray-scale here?

I saw a board. On that board, it was written
WE JUST NEED 5 MILLION FARMERS. OTHERS KINDLY SHIFT THEIR PROFESSION.
-DELHI GOVERNMENT

What is all this? Why does everyone wants to be a farmer? What happened to those students who were running behind the prestigious IITs and IIMs? Where are all those who thought that CA is the best profession?
I tried searching for someone around but could not see anything except big and green farms cultivates by wheat, rice, maize etc. I was surprised to see the complete transformation of my city. From huge buildings to large farms and numerous cars to crops, everything around me was so different. I was trying hard to rewind my memory and then I saw someone coming towards me. I immediately recognize him.

THE SAME CHILD!!

He was still wearing those old and torn clothes and looked exactly the same. He again got on his knees and gripped my left leg. I heard him crying and saying

"Mujhe kuch peehn ne ko dedo bhaiya." (Please give me something to wear).
I searched all my pockets but found nothing there. I didn't have a single rupee to give it to this boy. I picked him up, wiped his tears and asked him

"Kya hua tumhe? Tumhe bhook nahi laggi kya?"( What happened? Are you not hungry?)

He replied
" Bhaiya, ghar pe anaaj bhara hua hai. Par leene wala koi nahi. Pehnu kya? Bahut thannd ho rahi hai"(My house is filled with grains. But I don't have anything to wear. Its really cold out here.)

I was startled by his reply and saw here and there. I couldn't find a single shop. There were huge farm lands only. Every possible vegetable was sowed around me but there was no shop from where he could buy some cloths. I asked him
"Jab itna anaaj hai to usse beech ke kapda kyu nahi khareedte?" ( When you have got extra food  grains at your place, why don't you sell them and buy some clothes?)
"Koi khareedta hi nahi. Sabke pass sirf anaaj hi hai. Koi kapde nahi beechta." (No one will buy them as everyone is into this business only. No one sells clothes)

I was unable to understand the problem when suddenly I saw a board.

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I came out of my dreams and saw around. I was at my place. Everything was back to normal and it was just a dream. But that dream gave me an answer to my query.
I ,at least, came to know that why did this caste system emerge. A day at an alternate universe solved the mystery of this part of our universe.

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Indian caste system is divided into four major Varnaas.

The bases of this caste system was DIVISION OF LABOR. Division of work always increases the efficiency of work. Someone realized its importance and did the same. Some intelligent person introduced this caste system to increase the efficiency of work. This division was done on the basis of skills of a person and not on the basis of birth.
It was the dilution of information and the habit to make processes easy, that transformed this system. People started following it and divided the society on the basis of birth irrespective of the talent of the child. The son of a Brahmin would be a brahmin only and the son of a kshatriya would be kshatriya only so on and so fourth.
This dilution also took Shudras for granted and named them "untouchables".
Who-so-ever started this system, his/her motive was forfeited by the modifications of the society. Infact, this blessing has turned into a bane.

P.S- On that board, it was written
1. Brahmins- Priests
2. Kshatriyaas- those with governing functions
3. Vaishyaa- Agricultralists, cattle rearers and traders
4. Shudras- Labour and hard working people
Respect all, Love all.


(This article was originally written by the writer of this blog for some internal purpose of Lal Bahadur Shastri Institute of Management. Hence, this is just to apprise the readers of this blog about the same issue.) 

India vs USA(war without weapons)

This piece of blog is not at all meant to take you through all those weapons, army stats, airplanes and warfare technologies.

I have got a few cool names in my mind. Although, I don't have any idea that in which category will they fit but just for fun, I will keep throwing few names. Lets see if my readers can sort them out*

*Terms and conditions apply. NO GOOGLing is allowed.

AK 47
MiG 23

Boffer Weapons

Ummm..

Can't think of any other tough-to-think names.

Let's just chuck that part(or rapid fire in between). Bracket part sounds more interesting. So, fasten your seat belts readers or should I say hold to your spot or Fire in the hole or....

Counter strike commands do sound cool but only in the game.

Let's just jump to the main point.

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Phoebe Buffay

"Whooo Whoooooo. Can anyone read me?

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This is a piece of junk or a walky talkie?"

Anandi

"Mein aapko sunn sakti huin. Aap dadi saa to nahi hai na?

(I can hear you. I hope its not my grand mother on line)

Barney Stinson

"I guess I heard some ladies. Hellooo. Are you looking for Legen

i hope you are not lactose intolerant as the second part is

Dary!!

Legendary nights?
HOT-Crazy scale and lemon law are given by

President General of Awesomeness aka Me

Leonard

"Hey. I am Lactose intolerant"

Komolika(background music of nikaaaaa)
"Ab mujhe isse badla lena hi hai."

(I have to take revenge from who so ever this Barney is)

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I am sure that all Indians would have got the hang of this India vs USA battle. For others, I would like to help you all.

This blog is not about those weapons but about the American sitcoms and Indian serials. This blog is an attempt to see that why Indian youth is moving towards american sitcoms.

BTW, returning to the quiz

RDX

Sonar

(Yeah, now I am on fire)

R-36
Agni V

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Crap.

Let's end this chapter here only.

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I, myself, am a big fan of american sitcoms and stopped watching Indian family soaps the day my mother stopped following ballika vadhu (An Indian serial meant to make people aware of the demerits of child marriage but ended up screwing up everything).

I guess I just mentioned one of the reasons why Indian serials are just filling up empty reels and not empty drawing rooms of houses. But that would come later. First,let's see a few advantages of watching Indian serials:

1. A wife can plan how to kill her husband.
2. Husbands can learn how to come back to life again and again, even if their funeral ceremonies are performed.
3. Newly wed couples can learn how to seduce each other and end up placing the camera on the roof or some roses.
4. Brothers can learn how to take over each others business
5. Only one house can be used as a set to shoot all the serials
6. kids can learn how to show themselves cool when you are about to shake hands with another person(not to forget with a background music yoooouuuuuuuuuuu..)
7. young females can learn how to keep rolling their hair to get curly hair and making killer plans to destroy their families
8. Other directors can learn how a baseless and directionless serial can catch all the audience around and go on to shoot more than 400 episodes i.e 400x20mins per serial=8000 minutes or 266.66 hours of headache and shear drama.  
9. Students(usually "F" gender is involved) should try targeting to use even half of the concentration power, they use to watch these serials, during studies.
10. Learn how to kill(by kill I literally mean KILL) your time and energy.

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Now turning to American Sitcoms.
There are a few major setbacks with them. Likely,

1. You can die laughing.
2. It can cause MDD i.e Major Depression Disorder in guys.                                                                 REASON: Girls are not that easily available here(in India). Moreover, watching a dude striking perfect week when you are still a new comer, is not that easy.
3. Excessive usage of hit quotes from sitcoms like LEGEN( then you need wait for 2-3 secs and even say what you are doing i.e wait for it) then quote the second part DARY.                                         All this is stupid, awesome and just ultimate. It has sucked all the creative bacterium out of the Indian minds.
4. Looking at Sheldon Cooper, Leanord, Penny etc may encourage few good minds of the country to transform themselves into a couch potato. And that is not fair. Making such hilarious and gripping episodes is not good for young progeny.
   
5. Such sitcoms can make you think that your relatives are good for nothing. They can't teach you how to get girls and get rid of them as soon as the business is done. Every Indian guy may start feeling that he deserves an Uncle like Charlie. And again this is not good family planing and management.

In the end, I just can't figure out that why Indian youth is crazy for American Sitcoms. I can't find anything attractive or amusing about these sitcoms after doing this analytic research.

P.S- When would be the 7th season of The Big bang Theory is going to get aired?

Mind Boggles

Hi folks!!
I am back with my blogging stuff.
How are you all?
I hope its all good at your end because today I need some help. Last few days have not been a cake walk for me. A very weird and frightening thought is stuck in my mind.
What if I am in pain and left alone in darkness?
What if I keep shouting for some help and there is no one to listen to me?

More than all this, the thought that has been troubling me the most is what if my closest people become reason for my pain!
Inflicting more pain on a painful soul is something that takes it beyond the level of getting repaired. A person feels the weakest when his/her own people cause immeasurable pain. As they are your "own people", most probably that won't be intentional. Sometimes, it is but usually it is not. Even if it is an unintentional attack, you are the one who suffers. You suffer heartbreak and darkness over shadows all the wonderland feelings.
Own people are those whose happiness and sadness affects you. They are those special people in your life who, as per you, are always meant to stay happy. Any pain afflicted on them can bring you on your knees. In Hindi, they are called अपने, in French they are called Propre Peuple but irrespective of the spelling and language of this word, pain is the same and so is the worry for their well-being.

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Today was a big and terrifying day for my parents. But for me, it was kind off an adventure(even though I knew the repercussions of a positive result).
Yeah, positive..
For a change, the word positive was not that a positive thing.
I went in with the headphones pushed inside my auditory canals and Adele was trying to sooth me down using some fire in the rain.

Me:- Ma'am, here is the prescription slip of the doctor. I am here to get few tests done.
Attendant:- You?? Do you want to get ECG and chest X-ray conducted??
Me:- Yes ma'am. Kindly guide me further.

She took me to a lab assistant who again was amazed to see a 20 years old getting such serious tests done. He took me in and got both the tests done. He handed over the reports to a doctor. He looked at me and then at the reports.
I was thinking to myself that maybe he will come up with some killer inference like myocardial infarction or some other word justifying angina pectoris.
He was quite happy to tell me that all the reports look normal to him.I thanked him, took my reports and returned to my Adele.
No joyous feeling, no happiness and no relief.
My parents hugged me tightly to express their happiness and took a breath of relief.
                           
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Near and dear ones are always there to support you especially during a rough phase of yours. But what if they are causing this rough patch?
Who would you run to?
Where would you seek to bring solace to your restless soul?
When I thought of such a situation, my mind boggled. It brought chill shocks to my spine and left my arrector pili muscles working with full energy.
These shocks took away my happiness of getting the negative reports.
And yeah, sometimes negative is nice.
I felt that my entire life is dependent on few pillars out of which the pillar named "ME" is not strong enough to support and sustain a life in my body for long enough. I got a little afraid of white- the color of tranquility. It reminded me of a junior of mine who always said," Bhaiya, I am afraid of many things but my biggest fear is white color." But then the reason for our fear of the same color is different.
He is afraid of white because he doesn't want his body to be disposed off without leaving a mark that would remain after him. He wants to do something incredible so that the world always remembers his name. And in my case I was afraid of the connection between "MY WORLD" and "WHITE COLOR". I don't ever want the two of them to merge together and leave me all alone.
Due to this depressing thought, my mind kept boggling and I thought of two main things

• My life without my loved ones
• My life with my loved ones but against me

My mind is still lost in these insane thoughts and maybe won't find solace if I keep thinking. The only way to keep it under my control is to remember what Lord Krishna has quoted in Shrimad Bhagavat Gita

"our senses our like horses and our mind is that charioteer who is responsible to control the movement of those horses"

Life- Changing Definition of its own

Is life really that an easy task to survive as described in books and even in my previous blogs?
This is the question in my mind that I want to answer myself. I dont know that how am I going to find out about this and whether in the end i will reach to some conclusion or not. But one thing is for sure, I will learn a lot while assembling my thoughts.

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DREAMS BREAK IN THIS GAME

Life is like a game with just two outcomes for ever turn. One is you will succeed and other one is quiet obvious choice,you will lose everything.

Every big turn in life involves great risks. Putting in the terms of economic, big profits involves big risks. If a person dreams to achieve big things in life, he/she needs to risk a whole lot of things for that.

Risks may look good and interesting in movies and add commercials. But in actual life they are usually not accompanied with a bright ending. Movie names "Pursuit of Happiness", makes everyone learn two things about life

1) Life would be very harsh and nothing can be achieved without giving yourself unbearable mental pain. Those who will somehow get along, will be termed as WINNERS and those who will fall anywhere in between, will be forgotten in the crowd.

2) Hard work will pay back in future. Sooner or later, one will achieve the feat. Hope of achieving something big always keeps a person on. It gives you strength to fight back but with the risk of taking away everything if you will take it as an extra load  over your shoulders.

SPEND NIGHTS DOUBTING YOUR CALIBER

During the journey of life, one will experience hundreds of sleepless nights. Hundreds of nights when you will scratch your head hard but wont get any jini to ask for your wish and grant it easily. Most these sleepless nights would revolve around a QUESTION MARK.

A simple sign of English language that is used to indicate ambiguity about something. This sign would put a big label of "Whats Next". Its not at all easy to slip away these nights because the empty cup of the following morning is already filled up to the brim by the cup of fighting and conflicting thoughts.

But is it really a case of concern?

Would the life be really as exciting and adventurous as it is for a fighter who is about to fight with an unknown opponent?

For me, all this is really something that keeps the heat level up. But even I hate it when it gets on to my nerves. Even I feel that it is not easy when you are on the lower side of the coin and no one can see you.

So, are these sleepless nights really worth?

I guess I need to think some more....

LOOSING THE NEAR AND DEAR ONES

Separation can take different meanings during different situations.

Sometimes separation is between two people due to some underline dispute whereas sometimes due to final and inescapable route.

Both of these break a person from within,especially the second one. Everyone has experienced and no one wants to experience it further. Still, everyone has to keep fighting with this as its not under one's will. Its by god's choice. No one can undo this loss. 

But the undeniable fact is that its is the rule of this game. One day you will win the game whatsoever you do to bring innumerable losses on your end. On one fine day, people will say that now he/she will REST IN PEACE.

Because tensions and struggle has ended.

I may sound little insane while I say all this but truth is inevitable. And maybe ineffable for me to explain it.

But that's the way every story is destined to end. No story can just keep on going on and on.

When I read the second chit out of the this box, it is labeled as "dispute". Seems to be a lighter thing to discuss than the previous topic but it holds such knots that can't be loosen up easily.

When two people are saying north and south pole, they end up with a fight. It may involve any two people, sharing any bond with each other.

Today, I experienced one with my one of the best friends. It turned ugly and in the end we decided to stop crossing each other's path.

But it left me with a loose end.

Friends matter so much in ones life especially when you start sharing your personal stuff with them. Sometimes you fight, you tease, you laugh and then hug. Whatever happens in life, a friend is always there saying

Bro, I am still here. I will never let you walk alone.

But what when he/she, leaves you and decides to walk away?

Who should be blamed, friend or you?

SOMETIMES INTROSPECTION LEAVES YOU FEELING GREY

When you look back and see that what all happened through out, life never seems to be a clean and easy journey. It never looks that you have reached at this destination very easily. Difficulties and problems are the two main ideas that pop up into ones mind and changes the conditions of phase. Instead of using 17, a person over burdens face muscles by using 43.
It always seems like a fight in which you have suffered bruises all over the body. You are like Leonidas with not even 299 more with you, fighting against the enormous army of Xerses. All alone out there.
All this never feels right, at least not the way you planed it to be. Its like a mosquito who is sucking life out of you and giving you a slow and painful end.


Maybe many of you will feel that my earlier philosophies about the life were like a "Wonderland journey". And now I am onto something practical.

Everyone goes through a tough phase. Everyone has to shed tears on the loss of someone close or on an ineluctable defeat of your dream.These tough phases may break great wall of China and even great wall of India(used for Indian cricketer Rahul Dravid). What I mean is that handling stress of loosing something big, of putting someone else on the danger side and of getting nothing out of everything is scary. Everyone feels scared not to win.
Legends like Sachin Tendulkar, Mike Tyson, Dhyan Chand, Michael Jackson and so on and so forth have faced such chills going down their spine. Sachin also has sleepless nights when he underwent a surgery for tennis elbow and was unable to even lift a cricket bat. Michael Jackson also had fear to keep performing up to that "near perfection level".

Life is always changing definitions. Its always taking different turns and round abouts on the roller coaster. Sometimes its on the highest point of the track when you feel like the KIND OF THE WORLD while sometimes its crashing down so hard that you feel that everything achieved is just going past you. Its never ever going to be a stable boat ride in the lake but will be journey in the sea. One which is filled with slowly, relaxing and calm water whereas the other side is filled with splashing and roaring water.
Its all about how you take it to be.
A person suffering with a deadly disease named quadriplegia can also lead a normal and happy life. Leaving behind all the problems, all the difficulties and all the soar thoughts and flying high,running furiously and swimming deep. All because of his mental set-up.
Such physically crippled ,but mentally fertile, people can make each one of us learn innumerable things about life.

                                                        

   

All is up here..
You got me right.




Mind!!!

Unfinished...

Sometimes life leaves some stories without a full stop. No matter, how much you try, you can never place that "Dot" after the chapter.

Maybe a person can forget such chapters but a for a guy like me, its next to impossible. And the next  means away from possible not before impossible.

Today I am happy that I completed one of such chapters which had the potential to haunt me through out my life. But the reason I still remember is that I am not satisfied.

Even after I placed the FULL STOP after this chapter, it will always remain

UNFINISHED

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Today one of our respected Ecology teachers called us for an extra class to the college.

I struggled to reach to the college gate at 9:10 but the class had to commence at 9am. Maybe 10minutes is not that a big deal for us but for our respected Ecology teacher, it was like I refused to answer a question, which was again like I was predicting that Pakistan will win against India in a cricket match. I guess now people can infer the seriousness of being punctual in his class.

My breath was heavy and body was profusely sweating. As I reached near the class, I saw everyone having a gala time in the canteen. This indication was enough for me to take a deep breath of relief. It was like a goat which was about to get butchered survived as the sword went past its neck but didn't hurt it at all.

I went and had a great laughter session with all my batch mates. At 9:20, the sir was here.

We all quietly and quickly settled in the class.

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Sometimes, you try hard, harder and hardest to solve the puzzle. But when you put all the available blocks in a sync, you see that one block is missing.

Even after putting this much effort, the puzzle will always remain unfinished.

Some chapters of one's life are like this unsolved puzzle. You get everything in place but the god just don't want you to complete this chapter. This page will always remain turned in your book.

                                                

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Sir started with the lecture on Ecology.

I must say, he is a great teacher. The way he explains everything, using numerous examples, is just extra ordinary. He tries very hard that the concept is clear in every mind. He is little strict but that is compensated with his teaching standards

But today my mind was flying out of this prison.

Of course this was a prison.

No matter how good he is, coming to the college when its a holiday is nothing better than going for a picnic and on the way tire gets punctured. We all were sitting as if we are beaten and made to sit in the class.

My mind was flying high but suddenly our teacher switched on the vacuum cleaner and I found myself inside its stomach.

"Hey you!! Where are you today?"
These words brought me out of the wonder land.

Crap!!

I never get that luck card. Caught again...

             

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Today I was busy thinking about an unfinished story of my life.

Exactly two years in past, I was working hard to get a seat in the medical college at this time. I left my college, leisure, sleep and entertainment to find my self wearing that DOCTOR'S COAT.

But this chapter never got its "DOT".

I tried twice but never landed up in a college that can make a MBBS doctor. The reason that I mentioned MBBS is that I got a seat in the best BDS college of India but left it to fulfill my dream.

I gave it a second shot thinking that I would regret that Why I never gave my dream another shot. Today I am happy that I tried again, unlike many of friends who regret this. But I am not satisfied.

No matter how much I try to end this thing, it would always be a loose end. This story would ways be

Unfinished.

Its not always the death which leave things unfinished. Most of the times its just too difficult, too expensive and too scary. Its only when once you stop, you realize how hard it is to start again, how hard it is to start something new again. so you force yourself not to want it but it is always there and until you finish it, it will always be .............

P.S- With time I got some closure too.                     

Mental Virginity-Need of The Hour(Part-3)

Guy- You are looking cute.

Girl(smiling)- Thank you..

(Talking to herself- What did he see in me that made me look cute to him? Am I looking weird or is he just trying to impress me? Is he trying to hit on me? Is he looking at me or just at my ...........?

What is actually going on in his mind? These guys are always interested in physical aspects...

Cheepoo..)

Such is our GIRL SOCIETY!!
Instead of feeling happy that she just earned a vote of compliment, she is worried that what did he actually notice.
Now just think friends-

                                              Who needs mental virginity this time??

                  

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Sometimes you confront such events which make you think that do I actually having some wrong intentions. Am I actually a bad guy.

Few days back, I faced a similar situation. A friend told me that one of my colleagues thought that I am trying to hit on her, and surprisingly this happened when I was just trying to be friendly with her.

I was so shocked by this revelation that I actually wanted to just approach her and ask that why did she felt so. All types of absurd questions about my personality started rising up in my mind. I was completely dumbstruck for some time. I even asked a very close friend that do I have some serious issues?
Only when she assured me on this, I felt better.
Phewwww...
Girls!!!
Just makes you go topsy-turvy.

You might think that why was I bloody disturbed? After all, its not that a big deal.

But

For me, it was!!

She is my co worker and due to her abstract thought process, I had to suffer for one entire month. She always acted in an ill mannered way with me. Irrespective of my level of input, she always said to me that I don't do anything. It became so irritating that every part of me suffered. Every sphere of the life got its share of this burden and my overall performance saw a big dip.

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I was travelling in the metro and was thinking about my behavior. My self introspection paused as I played some music on my phone. A popular song, "Saada Haq" diverted the focus of my mind.

Fever of this rock music changed the course of things. The anger, tension and every other thought reached its peak and the volcano erupted in the form of sweat profusion. 

That helped me a lot as i got rid of extra pressure. As soon as I got my focal length adjusted, my mind started working and recovered from the sedation. I thought every instance and re-evaluated it.

"Rohini East. Doors will open on the left. Please mind the gap"

Metro announcement lowered my body temperature and my CPU got some rest.

Now my Crazzzzzzy Rupish was out of the cage.

My mind started popping some cool (for me), crazy (for others) and bugging(for her) thoughts.

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Thing to think is that is it only the mental narrowness of agnatic society or is it just a pseudo presumption of effiminate people?

I guess the need of the hour is to open this narrowness irrespective of the sex.
Time to think some more...

P.S- One of my crazy thoughts was to write this blog and post it on her FB account...

Will You Sell Your Ferrari?

I am sorry folks.

I am sorry that my mind always comes up with so weird and funny things which are incomparable. Sometimes, I share my happiness, sometimes my sadness. Sometimes my doubts while sometimes my weird imagination.

This time I crossed all my previous set records on CRAZY-WEIRD SCALE(sounds awesome).

I began with a survey in my area. My question was very simple and answer was even simpler. But I don't know that why people were acting altruistic in the first go. Only 13% of the total, accepted this simple answer in their first go.

Another 70% joined hands with this option as and when I asked them few more question.

In all, 83% population agreed with this option. (I know that rest would have also joined this side but we need to keep few on the other side of the balance to show it as a "neutral" senses report).

My question was as simple as this-

"What is your final goal in life?"

Let me ask this question to all of you.

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Just Think for some more time guys. The more you think, the more extraordinary and amusing answer will pop up in your mind.

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Done??

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For those who are still thinking, please think harder and then we will see that what you actually want from life, as I am sure you are off track by now.

My First Survey report is here-

53% =To be a better person

22% =To be with my family/girl friend/ loved ones

13% =To earn Money

5% =Do something for my country

7% = Can't mention,these people crossed all barriers

Now, you guys can fit your answer into any of these categories.

Think again guys...

Maybe, you will also shift to that "13% category". If not then I respect your firm mind set up. Keep it intact till the end of this blog else I wont let you go away my friend. You will be trapped in my chakravyu(trap).

The reason why 53% of the people say that their actual goal in life is to be a better person is something related to our upbringing.

Since our childhood, we are taught that the Bad guy always loses the fight against the Good guy. No one wants to lose in their life. So, our mind set tends to get inclined towards this side.

So, when I ask that what you want from life, people choose this option readily.

22% choose the 2nd option. Reason is as simple as this that everyone is attached to the people who are with you through out your ups and downs.

5% choose country due to their patriotic feeling which was pounding furiously and was trying to come out in the form of this answer.

Rest were full of random thoughts.

I even got answers like Bus conductor, Driver, Sweeper etc( I didn't mention the age of the audience).

My next question which changed the mind set of 50% of the audience was-

"Will you sell a Ferrari to achieve what you said before?"

This question was like an attrition to the firmness of their decision.

Most of them replied,"What's the need? I will do it even if I own the Ferrari"

People just veered their direction as soon as their minds bumped up with the thought of selling a Ferrari. They tried to reckon through the set rules and finally swerved away their path.

Reason is as clear as my answer sheets.

People always have inevitable desire to earn money and get luxury. I am not saying that they don't want what they choose in the first place. But what I am saying is that they always want that this thought should supplement money.

Without Benjamin Franklin, no one can lead a happy life.

The extend of the urge to earn more may differ from person to person, but no one can live without this Ferrari.

After all, FERRARI IS WORTH DYING MAN!!