RANDOM EXPERIENCES

I wasn’t acquainted with facebook that time; but orkut was my friend since last two months. As everyone was, I was too interested in getting into social networking when I was kind of person who preferred being less social. Every new (online) friend gave me a new scope of exploration that too when it was actually the era of thing called exploring. I knew the thing called divide and rule, I also knew a country runs with the knowledge called political Science or in a word, politics; then I also heard about the word called love; on the other side it also covered topics like foreplay, oral and intercourse. There was a big element called fun; but the bigger one was fun making.

That was the time when a kid was fed into a processing scheduled for a period of four years for delivering a product called (mature) engineer. There were actually many intermediate points (forgetting those major and minor attacks) between these four years when you need to take out your pen and without omitting the asterisk sign, begin penning the mature lesson of the day. If I would have done that way back, I must have bothered you to read all those 4 into 365 such points; lucky you, I just got a few and rest all is history:

* Politics is nothing less than God, it is too present everywhere. But here, being an atheist will be a big time problem.

* Accepting that you study during semester is much more sinful act than faking an orgasm. There is no other worse word than phodu that can fill immense humiliation in you.

* Falling in love is easy, falling again is extremely difficult; but falling once again is easiest.

* You may be cent percent selfless for a special one, but if your friend does so, what other word than chu**** can define him.

* Divide and rule isn’t a rotten philosophy; groupism still has its own pros and cons in the land to which we belong.

* Although Political science (netagiri), HR management (Jugaad Technology) and Lovology don’t have any credits in our curriculum; but the credit for maturity factor goes to them.

*People are mean, selfish, moody, choosy, weird, classy, cheesy, stubborn, irritating, but still there will be some to whom you will consider beyond their imperfections. Life’s vulgar, but they make it f**king awesome.

* If not others, getting high by drinks may help you; and that too when you are not good at crying out loud.

* If you aren’t diplomat, the tags like true as well as rude belong to you. But, beyond a level of maturity none of the tag will ever bother you.

* Change is inevitable; that too when you are along with friends who are always broke.

* Read the above point again.

If you feel like adding any point of your own experience, do share it (but without omitting the asterisk sign.) J

Molding the box – 2

The words like bad, minor, vicious could never had gained importance without learning the meaning of division. Under the name of classification, the “one” world have been differentiated into uncountable categories. The one-good-world sounds a mere imagination; and when people ponder their heart for the change they end up discovering it to be an obsolete philosophy.

But, in actual, the good still stand out there, and we are not able to grab it because the other side too exists at exactly the same position. Like doesn’t attract like, unlike do. So there must be something good in you that is trying to attract the bad; may it be a bad feeling. How-so-ever the philosophies ask you to be positive and good, still once a while we fall in the trap of these negative thoughts. And hence, all philosophies sound obsolete since we tried really hard to avoid them.

Feel bad, it will help you to understand you better; but don’t let these feelings to over-rule you. Understand the good that exists in you since you were born. Spend time with yourself to know yourself better on the philosophical or theoretical grounds; but more than that, spend time with others to understand you on the practical or worldly grounds.

This is simple as anything; (only if you consider it simple) Stop complicating, start simplifying. Stop differentiating, start integrating. The divisions or boundaries that you have created regarding your goals, accomplishments, love, relations, mould them so they look bit hazy, rather than sharp. And you will feel the difference that these old-age philosophies can bring out.

Random Thoughts!!

Love is really shit. You pressurize yourself to bring it out of you, and then you have something or other to re-generate it. But sex isn’t the same shit, one can neither dare to taste it nor intentionally smell it.

The desire is not of being in love or having sex, but of being you. Clamped with rusted nuts, we just act to be happy; and if not happy yet mature. And then someone; who was also clamped somewhere and possibly played the same game of pretence; simply knock the nuts and set you free. Free to be you in their presence. You can laugh with everyone; but you can cry just in front of them. And certainly, we call it Love.

Clutched between metals and materials, I thought of penning down a love story of two cancerains. But soon, when the real account that inspired me to write was on mid-way, I realized they weren’t together anymore. I wish I could write their story with my pen, but it will remain a story, a dream that he wished to come true. The story remained incomplete, and eventually deleted from my pages. But they are penning their accounts, anecdotes by anecdotes, separately in their own diaries which will remain undercover forever.

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Socrates was once asked, “What’s the cure for love at first sight?”

The great philosopher said, “Take a closer look. It helps a lot”.

- A story that turned into random thoughts!!

People ask me how can i write so much about love, when I never had a successful love story?
and I say, "One sided Love Stories teach the MOST"

Moulding the box (I)

“If a man puts a gosling in the bottle and feeds him until he is full grown, how can the man get the goose out without killing it or breaking the bottle?”, asked Riko.



Living in the state of illusions, the box shines and the box reflects but seldom it ever tried to discover whether the box is self contented or not? The blue box seduces the red, and even the pink seduces the pink. Unfortunately or may be unwillingly, the transparency of the box has turned obscure now. The seduction is obviously not a new concept, since we all are the final products of this initial step, yet the stretched definition to identify it favors this distortion. Rather what pulls my strings is the anger that sometimes supports it and habitually follows it.


The entire breathing space to anger is, in most cases, given by fear. Ironically, we take our box for granted by assuming that fear invites anger to overcome it. The very often established example I experience is with the senior-junior relation. The fear of not being respected by juniors is generally expressed with anger through technically penetrating words (and you know what they penetrate) under new definitions for mom and sisters, technically hilarious quotes under often ridiculous perceptions and technically romantic music under clouting sounds (Followed by counting your account). In the fear of being insulted by others, they start insulting themselves.


One of my favorite quotes that Dr. Stephen Covey ever quoted is between stimulus and response; one has the freedom to choose. Until and unless you make your mind to accept the insult, no one can ever insult you. Such thoughts can only be understood by upgrading your style of living because when the ball rolls in such courts, people prefer a jerk to avoid it, and what they turn out to be is mere jerks.

Angry? Any fear? Go and jerk off, it will relieve your frustration.

But I have an alternative. I call it my quantum theory of coming close to God, no shortcuts, just discrete levels to attain those energy states. When I call it discrete, I mean it, nothing less than cent percent approach. Explore the loosened nut that connects you to your alter ego. The nut may be a guitar or few songs, a book or a page & pen, dance or just a long walk. Make them discrete just by the way you perform it. That’s how the molding initiates.
“If a man puts a gosling in the bottle and feeds him until he is full grown, how can the man get the goose out without killing it or breaking the bottle?”, asked Riko.

Nansen gave great clap with his hands and shouted, “Riko!’
“Yes, Master” said the official with a start.

“See,” said Nansen, “The goose is out!”

(He quoted this in his book “The goose is out”. He, who occupied Indian newspapers and magazines with third-rate criticism against himself. He, who was blamed for hammering the Indian culture, he who was known as Osho.)

Exploring our box (I)

Let the good in you never die. I read it somewhere, but in the race called life I was not quite sure is it really alive in me? I thought my spirituality can hold God in me, but yesterday I realized by a single example that I had been selfish many times in my life too. Being it a personal matter, it won’t be appreciable if I add it here, yet I will surely not dishearten your spiritual soul for giving your time to my article.

I know this totally sounds bogus in today’s world when you start with spiritual thoughts in a group meet, since all the youngsters are interested in knowing the updates of technology, geography and geometry of glamour world, histories of celebrities and economics of their dad’s bank balance, perhaps knowing that they are fading the mirror of reality, yet they call “this is what reality is”. I would like you to stop this very moment, leave this article if you believe in the same reality. It would be better, go out, and do open your eyes this time, look for some cleanser, clean your mirror, and then come open this page. I will prescribe you some good cleansers in the end; even you can either jump to the concluding paragraph for it or follow the road without any short cuts.

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I --
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost

Through my last two stories I tried reflecting those neglected parts of our society that surely don’t have any connection with your lives yet still I will come up with certainly the same question with different issues: Are you ready to open your box? , but this time, in a very straightforward language (no developed lingos like dassol), will ask you certain simple questions : Are you capable of doing good for others, doing good for your near ones, and doing good for your nation?

“People will laugh at me if I ll come up with such writes”, I replied my friend, who is more than a friend to me, an inspiration, elder brother for me. “Let them laugh, since they are not capable of understanding the inevitable nature of change. It’s really easy for us to lead a materialistic, so called their real life like them, but are they really capable of leading a spiritual life along the same track like us?” , he replied. And I did it. I thought rather than opening the box, I should come with “exploring” and “moulding” the box too. This very beginning of exploration will hold a very simple example of honesty that made me proud of my nations’ citizens.

They call it poor and hungry India and I don’t blame them because the only source through which they opened their box was Slumdog millionaire. Great movie, yet it depicted only a side of the coin. I had few friends from US last week in Bhopal, and they appreciated Indian culture and hospitality (yet, I regretted people staring them like aliens).
When we were at new market, one of my friends forgets her bag, holding all her money, passport and other important documents in the auto rickshaw. We all scattered in the market to find that auto rickshaw, prayed God since it was really difficult for us to trace an auto driver, when we don’t have any of his contact details. After few minutes we received a call from the hotel where they were staying, “Sir, the auto driver brought back your bag to us that you left in the auto”. Poor, yet Honest India.

I belong to a university I feel is full of negative energy, (and how I calculate its negativity can be good joke to laugh upon, keep on, laughing is good for health), and I always I had this complain. But even last week I dreamt of a new aura of my college environment. According to Freud’s Interpretation of dreams, dreams are nothing but fulfilling your wishes. And if I can dream of it, why can’t I make it true (Ignited minds). It’s all about the good in you, it’s you who can make things good, and positive I rather say. And this is how you can do well for others, near ones and your nation. It’s only you who can create the thoroughfare of spirituality between you and your real world.

Few good prescriptions:
The monk who sold his Ferrari by Robin Sharma
Ignited Minds by APJ Abdul Kalam
Positive imaging by Peale
Bible, Quran, Geeta and Guru Granth Sahib Jii

Convictions….

I must say, you should hasten now, move out of your dwelling and kill the person living in your neighborhood.

Feeling good..?? Obviously yes. You saved lives of both you and your family. May be the one living there was waiting for a chance to slaughter you.

You simply did an act of self defence, an act of saving mankind.

Or

I should say you murdered an innocent just because according to your persuasion, he may one day harm you or your family. Are you a murderer or an angel from paradise for your kin??

I think we have got enough judging capability by God to look on as what’s fair n what’s fake. Don’t make your convenience your convictions. There are many matters that will be seeking for your response before leaving this heaven or hell (choice is yours, better to make it heaven rather than compelling yourself).

In my daily routine I come out with more those five convictions that people share with me. Still I can’t mention all here but still the one that made me fresh (really laughing helps me a lot in being fresh minded. This is my own conviction, so there is no compulsion for anyone to make it a rule) few days back was, three of my friends decided to attend classes uniformly. If one is not willing to attend class, other two will also leave that lecture. The conviction behind this is merely illogical, but still if I was one of them, (thankfully I am not), I would never let my friend to miss their class because of me.

People make barriers, break relations, run never ending race, close their eyes to hide themselves, just because they are convinced with what others say, or what makes them comfortable with that convictions. But before making any dialogue a conviction just use your brain, the ultimate gift from GOD.

The Eternal Quest....

The birth initiates the quest but demise is not exactly the ultimate end of race, you too will never know how your soul is craving for rest.

When I was born, I cried for something, and even I don't know what exactly that something was.. but finally I felt contended having something. The reason behind

every child's tears may be different but all are in search of "something". What exactly this "something" is..??While finding the complex answer of this "something",

I reached to a conclusion having everything, that provides us the reason to live, initiating a quest that never ends.
The quest may be for smiles while cracking your deadly PJs, or the search for answers in your partner's answer sheet, and even while entering a fully loaded bus
and still searching for a vacant seat. You never know that you are searching something but always you are doing the same. Even I was not much interested to know
what I was searching because I don't have time to think over this as with the end of one quest initiates the other.
I put the question before my friends that what are they searching in their life and surprisingly all had the same quest,i.e. to pursue happiness. And this made me feel
glad that the choice of friends in my quest for friends was ideal. But still beyond happiness the quest has many shades and the quest changes its path. When I asked
how are you continuing your quest, the varied answers were describing that why everyone is not alike. If for one happiness is to get whatever he wants, for the

other its something that he feels seeing his parents' smile. Hence the one and only quest in one's life, I discovered, is to pursue happiness and the way they continue

the quest gives me the complex answers for the simplest "something" called happiness.
I decided to take a walk in some public places, from joggers' park to railway station, just to read faces of people of my society. I concluded that every face is on
the same quest that somewhere inherited features of my quest. I don't know that whether I was right or wrong because I was trying to read in a manner I wished to
read. They reflected only that part of their personality that I can absorb and interpret, but I don't think there will be any person who is not continuing his or
her quest. The definition of this happiness will be different but the ultimate point is what we call satisfaction.
A child gazing continuously at the ice-cream parlor for his favorite flavor or an old man searching his name in the reservation chart, may be almost two different

spheres of search but what will they receive in their quest is what I call as happiness. May be a temporary one but still it brought smiles in both the two
generations. I know this happiness can't be the eternal quest that we are discussing, but as drops continue to form an ocean these short-term happiness will surely
one day give you ultimate or the eternal happiness..
As per every expedition you require some materials, this quest is accompanied by nothing except a pure soul. Neither money nor materials can give you eternal
happiness until you really want this. Have you ever visited an old age home, surely not because you are busy in your own quest . But once you go and spend time with

them and on your next visit to another old age home offer them money you will feel what's the difference between money and care, material and relations.
The quest for eternal happiness does not mean satisfaction from your life (I know no one is satisfied with his life) but the fulfillment of one's desire without
compromising other's desire, and knowing that your desire must be in your deserving limit. Every businessman desires profit, every politician desires
votes, every film star desires awards, every parent desires a bright future fort their children and every child desires for good results but do they really deserve
it..??the question can only be answered by you as no one else can know you better than you. If you want you can judge yourself and never be wrong but this can

only happen if you want.
Still images even speak a lot as your stillness often plans the various ways to reach the destination towards happiness but before that you must know what is

happiness for you. Even prostitutes are searching for true love, as your destinations are governed by your destiny, so is with your desire. They desired their livings

and for that they spent sleepless nights with pain. This relation of pain and pleasure only gives them painful nights and they desire pleasure as happiness. Those men

who are searching love in their life,ends up their search with these prostitutes. For them happiness is conceived in these love makings,if not happiness but still

provide a way towards happiness.
The example that I placed may be at a great distance from your life, still the simplest "something" needs to be explained with everything or anything that has life in

it, and who knows where your happiness lies..??