well there are people around us .... some are great, some are good and others u don't want to think about them.
well where lies the difference is a serious issue which has been boggling my mind for a very long time. I am not really sure that I have found an answer today but I think I have found the closest.
See one thing is for sure if the person is right in every sense then either u are not watching him closely or he is a god in human form.
So now everyone around has problems in day to day life and the great persons do not really get into them. They have a schedule and they stick to them, come what may and my dads commenting about it well I am clarifying it I am not great or good but I am trying to be one. Now the rest of the things in their way are something they deal with but, they make sure that their goal is achieved. Mind u I am talkin about the long term goals not the short term goals or the pleasure giving goals......
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Abhinav Manas 2.0
Hi, I hope someone is reading this blog apart from me, I do some grammatical mistakes but u see the purpose of a blog is to convey what u think not necessarily brag about ur flair is english. Yeah its really after a long time I am posting one and this is more of a philosophical issue.
There are many occasions in life when u just say to urself " dude how was i that stupid," come on if nobody is watching u around, u can accept this fact. Be it studies, relations, the way u handled ur self in that situation, it can be anything - even the way u took a pee.
Now i m in a bit of drama, well I cleared CAT and I was stupid enough not to apply for good colleges. Why? is the next question and there is an answer I was kind of a SISSY. I was out of my usual self, I didnt believe in myself , Yeah and why did I do that? my engineering grades were low. Yeah i was stupid, but the point I want to say is "do believe in urself," have a peer group whom u can share anything even say erectile dysfunction( an example guys, I know nobody who has something like that). I read about King Arthur, he had a couple of guys whom he called Round table, whom he used share everything. And now there are people whom u cannot be sure of leave them for now, be sure of whom u are entertaining. see the movie Nixon - Anthony Hopkins -u are gonna love it
Good Luck
Adios Amigo
Abhinav Manas 2.0
Thursday, February 10, 2011
otherWISE-Merchants of Emotions
TO BE EDITED
well i think you all heard the Merchant of Deaths. But do you know the Merchants of Emotions - well you need not run your brain a lot you sit in front of it everydayThe media i.e., the Fourth Estate. Well this estate is clearly penetrating into our brains.
there programs come on their display of emotions, their pitch come on if something is going bad in the society they are the good Samaritans who really feel bad and are taking the pain like Jesus or drinking all the poison like Lord Shiva. Yesterday i was in a TV studio, my cousin works over there. there was a programme on the rape of a 10 year old child. and while the show was happening after sometime i started sobbing when the girl was saying what happened, and what made me really cry was the emotions of the voice of the reporter. it took sometime to recover. during the lunch hour i was in the cafeteria, i met the anchor, whose voice was in the background. she was in her cool, puffing a cigarette, my cousin is a good friend of her and she introduced me to each other. but what really got me angry then was the jovial sense in which those people discussed the matter. i felt for a second was this the same girl who anchored the story? i confirmed it and then got angry and stood up and went into my cousins chamber. she came over and asked what happened?
i asked her how the hell can they say those words, feel so sorry for the girl and make fun at the entire f******* issue? arent you ashamed of it. she asked me what do you feel like watching on a 24-hour news channel? i said reality. she said me did you watch swades, i said yeah it was a good movie and then she asked me why did it go flop? i couldnt answer everything was perfect in the movie also, was the time of release. she said no one wants to see reality in its purest form, they need some masala. and what else can you find to run 24-hour, come on we need to run it. it is like neha dhupia says only sex and sharukh sell and there is a third dimension EMOTIONS.
there programs come on their display of emotions, their pitch come on if something is going bad in the society they are the good Samaritans who really feel bad and are taking the pain like Jesus or drinking all the poison like Lord Shiva. Yesterday i was in a TV studio, my cousin works over there. there was a programme on the rape of a 10 year old child. and while the show was happening after sometime i started sobbing when the girl was saying what happened, and what made me really cry was the emotions of the voice of the reporter. it took sometime to recover. during the lunch hour i was in the cafeteria, i met the anchor, whose voice was in the background. she was in her cool, puffing a cigarette, my cousin is a good friend of her and she introduced me to each other. but what really got me angry then was the jovial sense in which those people discussed the matter. i felt for a second was this the same girl who anchored the story? i confirmed it and then got angry and stood up and went into my cousins chamber. she came over and asked what happened?
i asked her how the hell can they say those words, feel so sorry for the girl and make fun at the entire f******* issue? arent you ashamed of it. she asked me what do you feel like watching on a 24-hour news channel? i said reality. she said me did you watch swades, i said yeah it was a good movie and then she asked me why did it go flop? i couldnt answer everything was perfect in the movie also, was the time of release. she said no one wants to see reality in its purest form, they need some masala. and what else can you find to run 24-hour, come on we need to run it. it is like neha dhupia says only sex and sharukh sell and there is a third dimension EMOTIONS.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
otherwise-countering the impotency
Impotency it is not the sexual one i am talking about in here. i am talking in terms of justifying our living in our country. well, when i see my peers around acting recklessly and some times also in a shameful way like bribing, eve-teasing and doing other activities , well there is one thing i think how should i stop it? well we sometimes get a solution but still act impotent, the reason? we are afraid to be the change we want to be in our society.
The awareness of our youth is also decreasing in a rather shameful way. there was recently a debate on a news chanel and the youth actively participating was making a mockery of themselves. come on there was one thing i was made sure through that debate " watch me baby that's me ." Come on some cheap fellow was showing pride that he got away for less money when he was caught without a license and some were priding that they literally ran as they were in a hurry because they had all the necessary documents( i felt one thing what the f*** do u want to say?)
There can be ample of examples i was about to write exams, these things have been really deep into me, ok coming back what has led to this pity state?
The awareness of our youth is also decreasing in a rather shameful way. there was recently a debate on a news chanel and the youth actively participating was making a mockery of themselves. come on there was one thing i was made sure through that debate " watch me baby that's me ." Come on some cheap fellow was showing pride that he got away for less money when he was caught without a license and some were priding that they literally ran as they were in a hurry because they had all the necessary documents( i felt one thing what the f*** do u want to say?)
There can be ample of examples i was about to write exams, these things have been really deep into me, ok coming back what has led to this pity state?
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
otherWISE-NEWSPAPERS AND SHOULD THEY BE RATED?
Newspapers, should they be rated, based on their content as universal or adult or under adult supervision? It is a topic which has been debated for a very long time. The Reuters say that it is like, clipping of their wings. But, as a personal opinion I feel like the newspapers should be rated. The reason is as follows:
The reason is quite obvious. Gone are the days when, newspapers were considered to be a set of papers containing valuable and reliable pieces of information and no more are newspapers education or information oriented. They are more oriented towards scandals not scams. One or two papers stand as an exception. Most of the articles are like ‘hero or heroine or sportsperson or babaji has exposed his/her undies or they are going bed with those’. They are carrying what we can term as absolute crap. One or two pages are of credible information in the 20-odd pages.
So, do we need our children or siblings to have access to these ‘as the ones they should get their hands onto as the very first thing in the very morning?’
And rating a newspaper may not stop the peril of these satanic things reaching and corrupting young minds but, this will create awareness. I will tell you how? In our school we had an option to subscribe to a national daily and there was this newspaper which boasted itself as the NEWSPAPER IN EDUCATION. And this was also given at subsidized rates. So, naturally many a student’s opted it. Do you know what is the first thing when the get these sacred educating pieces into their hands? They open the ‘raunchy pics’ page (everything else can wait). It is the first thing they do and it is not only the case with my peers but also children of 6th and 7th class. And sadly a couple of these pictures even made it to the notice board.
Do we really need these educating articles and pictures in our young generations’ hand? This is the question.
I don’t say that the rating of newspapers will completely avert the danger. Nobody can stop a child from getting onto a bad path. But, still we will get an awareness of things and may be postpone these things until he/she gets mature.
Finally JAAGO GRAHAK, JAAGO.
The reason is quite obvious. Gone are the days when, newspapers were considered to be a set of papers containing valuable and reliable pieces of information and no more are newspapers education or information oriented. They are more oriented towards scandals not scams. One or two papers stand as an exception. Most of the articles are like ‘hero or heroine or sportsperson or babaji has exposed his/her undies or they are going bed with those’. They are carrying what we can term as absolute crap. One or two pages are of credible information in the 20-odd pages.
So, do we need our children or siblings to have access to these ‘as the ones they should get their hands onto as the very first thing in the very morning?’
And rating a newspaper may not stop the peril of these satanic things reaching and corrupting young minds but, this will create awareness. I will tell you how? In our school we had an option to subscribe to a national daily and there was this newspaper which boasted itself as the NEWSPAPER IN EDUCATION. And this was also given at subsidized rates. So, naturally many a student’s opted it. Do you know what is the first thing when the get these sacred educating pieces into their hands? They open the ‘raunchy pics’ page (everything else can wait). It is the first thing they do and it is not only the case with my peers but also children of 6th and 7th class. And sadly a couple of these pictures even made it to the notice board.
Do we really need these educating articles and pictures in our young generations’ hand? This is the question.
I don’t say that the rating of newspapers will completely avert the danger. Nobody can stop a child from getting onto a bad path. But, still we will get an awareness of things and may be postpone these things until he/she gets mature.
Finally JAAGO GRAHAK, JAAGO.
otherWISE - MYDILEMMA
The other day, when a dear friend of mine was talking to his ‘new girlfriend’, I was beside him. In their conversation of five minutes he said to her I LOVE YOU ten times (as no other alternative) and I can bet a grand that she would have said it twenty times.
Let me introduce my friend:
He was like one of the most mischievous boys in the class and ‘is or was’ a definite flirt. He had talked to this ‘new’ girl for seven weeks and she proposed him by the end of fifth week. And the shocking part (at least for me), he was smitten by this new girl.
Now, he talks to her at least four to five hours in a day and spends three to four hours with his newly possessed love in the library. And when I visited his place the other day his mother questioned me, “Beta! What do you study for so long and why don’t you come over to our place for studying instead of talking over the phone?” I was mystified, but in split second after glancing at my peer’s expression, the unrevealed fact which burst out was that his girl friend’s number was stored with my name.
My name was used as an instrument and helped my friend in escaping the subsequent questions from his mother’s side.
Giving the subject “love” a thought at personal level then “does it seriously exist” (between two persons preferably man and female, sorry my views about society are a little orthodox). And if at all it exists, then does it make them not only stick to their phone for four or five hours in a day …. Huh!!! At least Seven hours in a day!!
Undoubtedly nobody can stay talking to their parents more than say ten to fifteen minutes (I mean serious talking over phone). But, I can understand and match it, with my little knowledge from the Einstein’s theory of relativity which states- “you can sit with a girl for an hour and you feel like a minute and if you sit on a stove for a second, you feel like an hour’s paradise.”
And my friend is not the only one who regales me with such stories; there are lot more I have seen. A friend who didn’t marry because his lover had to marry somebody else. A friend who doesn’t look at other girls as he loves a girl from his 8th standard (he is also hooked to phone as no other alternative). And also another friend who falls in love with a new girl once in a month.
Now my final parting query is, “Does something called love and that too of the extreme kind alike my friend’s?”
If at all yes, love of this extreme kind exists, hope I find it at the earliest. Otherwise my dad is happy with my present mobile bills and other expenditures.
Let me introduce my friend:
He was like one of the most mischievous boys in the class and ‘is or was’ a definite flirt. He had talked to this ‘new’ girl for seven weeks and she proposed him by the end of fifth week. And the shocking part (at least for me), he was smitten by this new girl.
Now, he talks to her at least four to five hours in a day and spends three to four hours with his newly possessed love in the library. And when I visited his place the other day his mother questioned me, “Beta! What do you study for so long and why don’t you come over to our place for studying instead of talking over the phone?” I was mystified, but in split second after glancing at my peer’s expression, the unrevealed fact which burst out was that his girl friend’s number was stored with my name.
My name was used as an instrument and helped my friend in escaping the subsequent questions from his mother’s side.
Giving the subject “love” a thought at personal level then “does it seriously exist” (between two persons preferably man and female, sorry my views about society are a little orthodox). And if at all it exists, then does it make them not only stick to their phone for four or five hours in a day …. Huh!!! At least Seven hours in a day!!
Undoubtedly nobody can stay talking to their parents more than say ten to fifteen minutes (I mean serious talking over phone). But, I can understand and match it, with my little knowledge from the Einstein’s theory of relativity which states- “you can sit with a girl for an hour and you feel like a minute and if you sit on a stove for a second, you feel like an hour’s paradise.”
And my friend is not the only one who regales me with such stories; there are lot more I have seen. A friend who didn’t marry because his lover had to marry somebody else. A friend who doesn’t look at other girls as he loves a girl from his 8th standard (he is also hooked to phone as no other alternative). And also another friend who falls in love with a new girl once in a month.
Now my final parting query is, “Does something called love and that too of the extreme kind alike my friend’s?”
If at all yes, love of this extreme kind exists, hope I find it at the earliest. Otherwise my dad is happy with my present mobile bills and other expenditures.
otherWISE- my experience.
5th January 2010, this day may be holding no importance in any one reading this. If at all it holds the, you are not the only one.
On this day I went to 3 idiots a good movie. In the ending five minutes that everything around me started becoming blurred, I was sweating heavily, I suddenly stopped breathing.
Everything stopped for me in a split-second. I felt like my ‘THE END’ was nearing. With great difficulty, I conveyed one of my friends; they helped me move into the corridor of the theatre.
Suddenly, glimpses of my parents started appeared in front of my eyes, I was trying to recollect what all was to be done before THE END. I didn’t understand what to do. I was not able to recollect anything more.
Finally I was in the balcony, I breathed some fresh air, my friends got me a doctor watching the movie. He examined me and said it was a simple case of asphyxia- something which happens when you are in a congested place due to lack of oxygen to the brain.
When I heard that everything was fine, I was filled with renewed vigor, I was filled with energy, I was jumping out of joy like apache warrior.
I called up my parents and said them that everything was great. They asked me what happened in the first case. I said that I was calling just to tell them that everything was rocking. As far as my knowledge goes, they smelt something fishy, but thanks god they left the matter, otherWISE I would had to wash a lot of dirty linen.
Then while coming back from the theatre, I understood the meaning of words-
· SURRENDER TO HIS WILL
· DREAM AS IF YOU WILL FOREVER,
LIVE AS IF YOU WILL DIE TODAY.
While I was returning back I took a detour and went for Dayalbagh(my religious abode), for a thanksgiving. I realized how small life can be and promised him a new ABHINAV.
Many of you might think this pensive, melodramatic state is something funny and I too am chuckling when I m writing this. But, there is a moral in every story and also this one has.
You never know when clock stops ticking. So, enjoy your life as best as it could be. Work hard to realize your dreams. Live life for pure joy in ‘your’ terms.
On this day I went to 3 idiots a good movie. In the ending five minutes that everything around me started becoming blurred, I was sweating heavily, I suddenly stopped breathing.
Everything stopped for me in a split-second. I felt like my ‘THE END’ was nearing. With great difficulty, I conveyed one of my friends; they helped me move into the corridor of the theatre.
Suddenly, glimpses of my parents started appeared in front of my eyes, I was trying to recollect what all was to be done before THE END. I didn’t understand what to do. I was not able to recollect anything more.
Finally I was in the balcony, I breathed some fresh air, my friends got me a doctor watching the movie. He examined me and said it was a simple case of asphyxia- something which happens when you are in a congested place due to lack of oxygen to the brain.
When I heard that everything was fine, I was filled with renewed vigor, I was filled with energy, I was jumping out of joy like apache warrior.
I called up my parents and said them that everything was great. They asked me what happened in the first case. I said that I was calling just to tell them that everything was rocking. As far as my knowledge goes, they smelt something fishy, but thanks god they left the matter, otherWISE I would had to wash a lot of dirty linen.
Then while coming back from the theatre, I understood the meaning of words-
· SURRENDER TO HIS WILL
· DREAM AS IF YOU WILL FOREVER,
LIVE AS IF YOU WILL DIE TODAY.
While I was returning back I took a detour and went for Dayalbagh(my religious abode), for a thanksgiving. I realized how small life can be and promised him a new ABHINAV.
Many of you might think this pensive, melodramatic state is something funny and I too am chuckling when I m writing this. But, there is a moral in every story and also this one has.
You never know when clock stops ticking. So, enjoy your life as best as it could be. Work hard to realize your dreams. Live life for pure joy in ‘your’ terms.
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