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Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Yes its makes a difference!!!


Yoo hoo!!!!!! Wow!!!!!! Maza aa gaya!!!! What a great day and what a lovely atmosphere!!!! Mind boggling!!!!! Guys I am talking about 25th of February and the day Saturday. I don’t know from where I should start and where I should end because I can’t explain how happy I was on the day. It was one of the greatest days of my life. It was really stunning and scintillating. I was so excited about it and it went perfectly. I was expecting all of my good friends and parents to be here for the evening with me and they were here. The guys who did not turned up also tried there best to come and finally Harshad came all away from Bombay and my parents all away from Indore. No digress to the friends who did not turned up because I know they must have tried their best to come to Pune. Now the physical distances between us are so large that they can’t be crossed easily. So don’t worry guys its fine, but I was expecting all of you to be here.

Few days back when I was in the friend’s party; just after the first practice on the stage and I was so excited about the show that I called everyone to come to the show and see my kutty role also; if possible. I was so full of energy that I convinced my parents to come to Pune for the show. Bingooo!!!!

My parents actually came a day before the show, but I could not take them anywhere because of the practice. This day we had our dress rehearsal and for the first time I was wearing typical Marawari dress for my character of Chitragupt. Though being a true Marwari I never wore a traditional Marwari dress. And it felt very different from inside after getting into the character (dress). Everything went perfect on this day.

On Saturday morning we again had the dress rehearsal on the same stage where we had to perform in the evening. Slowly the clock started running fast, everything was started coming and everyone was on the stage, light men, men who were working for the back drops, camera men arranging their stuffs, dancers for their performance and the magician. By the time we were back for the performance the small kids started coming for the fancy dress competition scheduled at 4 o’clock. They were all wearing very beautiful dresses, looking very cute and slowly people started arriving for the show and by the time many things were not in place. But this is the way how big shows have been arranged. This was the time for all of us to go back stage and start getting dressed for the show. After going to the changing room, we decided to have a tea break!!! So have a tea break!!!

Break!!!!!

Welcome back after the break. It was the time for the make-up. I never had this much of make-up. Technically I can’t tell you the detail of the things painted or applied or pasted (whatever???) on my face. But I can tell you one thing for sure that the thickness of my skin was increased by some micrometer. This might be even thicker than the black and white paint I had applied during one of the dance on college Choreo (dance competition).

Make-up over!! Now I was looking a perfect cartoon with others also… and we were ready to rock. By the time we were getting ready the dance performance got over and it was time for us to take the stage.

As a team we all had developed a skill how to tackle the situation in case something gets wrong, if someone forgets his or her dialogues. It was really great working with such dedicated people and more than that the dedicated backstage team who was ready for everything. So I was sure that even if something happens in between there is someone who is capable of handling the situation. We are team “Abhinay”.

The dance was over by this time and Chandu Bhai (Mastram) was on stage. I was just concentrating on my entry. Chnadu Bhai completed his dialogues and so as Indra and then he shouted Chitrgupt, once….Chitragupt..twice and CHITRAGUPT…. …. “AAYA PRABHU”. With this I was on the stage with the lights coming from all the directions same as the college choreo, but difference was in term of the audience which was totally different from the college…he he…

Nothing was visible from the stage. My mic cupped twice in between and at that time I tried to speak loud and into the mic of others. That’s what I remember about my stage experience. In between I was just able to hear some applauds and few team members who where appreciating everything. (for the rest of the performance you should read the blog of the guys who attended the show)

Over!! Now it was the time to go back stage and discuss what happened. And the response was positive. Superb…….

Mom, Dad and Harshad all appreciated and when they said that it was traveling so long for the show. My mom said “Agar nahi aate to bahut miss karte”. I was on seventh sky. Everything went perfectly and now it was a time to spend some quality time with my family. After our show the performance by the music team was also mind boggling. “18 till I die”, “But it rained”, “Mahbooba” and “Om shanti”. It was really difficult for me to stop my feet from dancing and jumping. I had a great day and lovely evening. I wanted to stay after the show also but now I had to join my family and friend who came all away from Bombay and Indore.

I had a lovely day. The only bad part of the day was when you perform you yourself can’t see the things. So now I am waiting for the show’s CD to come so that I can see our whole team performing. Now I can tell you for sure, “Yes its makes a difference” being on stage than being a spectator.
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Tuesday, December 06, 2005

Three Champions; one reason

Three students, three IITs, three weeks, three lives..... Now silence everywhere. May god bless all the three and they should really get heaven to reimburse the days they spent in pain, sorrow and trouble and went to take the worse as well as the last decision of there short life.

They all must have joined the premier institute of India with big hopes, dreams and what not. But very soon the reality of the life gripped three lives into the dark side and silence. I really respect these guys and the power that they have. It is not easy to end the life by them. These guys must have gathered an enormous amount of power and finally made the decision.

This is not a story of these three brilliant student but many who are reading in these premier institutes. Now everyone in these institute started finding the reasons behind these suicides. I think parents of the student will be more worried about their brilliant child being taught in IITs. All the three cases happened in IITs in a very fast succession and towards the end of the semester only. There can be possibilities of some personal reason behind these suicides but anyone should not forget the similarities and dissimilarities between these suicides. There is a connection between all these cases, the end semester exams and IIT. One case may be due to some personal reasons but not the second one, now even if you go with the same cause in second case also then the succession of this for the third time will really point a finger towards IITs.

As a student of one of these premier institutes I can say stress management is really a hard task for the student in there. Is it the stress, a big cause of these Brain production machines? I will definitely say NO. Acads are not the cause behind the brain assets of IITs; it is the entrance test they follow to give admissions. And I think many of my college mates will agree with me on these. Everyone knows that the competition is very tough to get into these premier institutes. They think that once they will go in; it will be easy at all, but this is not the reality from inside. These entrance exams are the only first step to test the ability of the student. Now the management is trying to reduce level of the stress on the student preparing for these exams. But what if they get in these institute after a relatively a low level exam compared to the exams held previously. Will they be able to manage the stress there? The competition inside IITs is tougher than what it is outside. The selected best brains have to fight between each other to get the grades. The grading system followed by these institutes are not absolute, it’s relative which in term is best. But only student knows about this, parents need to be educated that getting 20-25 out of 100 can also be a good score and a student can get 10/10. In our education system people are not much concerned about the relative grading phenomenon. It is difficult for them to see their child getting only 20-30% marks. This is one way by which the stress can be reduced on the students. Other things you can not avoid in IIT because these things only give respectable standard to IITs.

The authorities should construct a cell to treat these cases. They should properly listen to the problems of the students before imposing any rules. These are the cases which crossed the extremes. I can say there are more which reached only up to the extremes but failed to cross the extreme so never came up to the authorities only. The authorities should have looked into these cases also, increase the student interaction with the faculties and little freedom to the student. If authorities failed to take any action now then there will be more cases.

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Monday, October 17, 2005

Fursat Nahi.....

Now this time I am writing in Hindi. This idea is not fully mine, I have got from someone and I have developed it. Please, go through it and give me the feedback.


Ab kisi mehfil mein jane ki hamein fursat nahi...
Aur kisi se dil lagane ki hamein ab fursat nahi,

Jisko basna tha, wohi is dil mein aakar bas gayi hai...
Ab gairon ko dil mein basane ki hamein ab fursat nahi,

Jispe sab jaan lutate hain, usko humne paa liya hai...
Koi aur doosre ko apnane ki hamein ab fursat nahi,

Usi ke saamne ab sir apna humne jhuka liya hai...
Kisi aur ke aage sir jhukane ki hamein ab fursat nahi,

Unhone humare sapne me aane ka wada to kiya hai.....,
Is baare me sochate itna hai ki nind lene ki hamein ab fursat nahi....

Yaadon ko bhi jab yaad karte hai, yaad aati woh hai.....
Or kissi ki yaadon me khone ki hamein ab fursat nahi,

Dil me dhadkanon ki aawaj bhi ab aati nahi hai.....
Par in palon ko rokane ki hume ab fursat nahi,

Jhum uthata hun me unke aane ki aahat se hi......
Ki ab hume kahi or dhyan lagane ki ab fursat nahi,

Rahe abhi bhi gujarati hai humari mahkhane se, nasha aata bhi hai......
Magar unki aankhon ke alawa kissi chiz se pine ki hume ab fursat nahi,

Chot jo khayi hai humne, dene wali bhi woh hai.....
Par dard ke baare me sochne ki hume ab fursat nahi,

Be-qadar duniya poochhti hai ki wo aakhir kaun hai...
Hum keh dete hain, ye batane ki hamein ab fursat nahi.

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Friday, September 23, 2005

Another week as same as before

So this is the story of this week which was similar to previous weeks only. I am having no job yet and enjoying my free time in full swing. Last weekend it was “Ananth Chaturdashi”, for which the best celebrations happens in Pune only. Yes the mood of the city and the enthusiasm was really great on that day. But local authorities has banned the use of loud speaker after 10 o’clock in the night which was really boring part, but there are heads and tails of every coin. After that we had a small party at home for Pushkar’s birthday. It was really fun.

At the same night I went to meet my old friends from school. We were making the plans for this meet from a long time but never succeeded, but this time we met all of a sudden and it was really great seeing all the old friends at CCD. We had a nostalgic chit chat session of our school and the old times. The talks of our school teachers “Pappu” and “Tullu” and “Saab” and “Tempo” and “Baba” and many more. I really miss all those days when I was in school and I really miss my all school friends. I really miss you “Tilokchand”.

The time is rolling as fast as rocket but the memory remains, it never dies. The talks of “football in a rainy day with rain suits on our uniform”, “those Hindi classes, “a popat on the roof” and “Bhiku Matre in the class” and of course “we all” are not going to end. I really had a great time with Ravish, Madhup and Munshi. This Diwali we are planning to meet again, so let’s cross our fingers for the day.

Hence I had a great time this weekend, got calls from the old friends and had long talks again. Yesterday I watched Chocolate, there is no point in giving expert comment on this movie, it a copy of an English movie”********” (for those who want the suspense of the movie shouldn’t be revealed), Time-pass movie.

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Thursday, September 01, 2005

What would be better than my first poem here...

Good news for those who want this page to be updated regularly because I am back on this post. But please cross your fingers so that I can be regular. Now the days are different when you are at this stage when you are just out of college and want to make a bridge betwwen the real world and your imaginations, its really difficult. Some day you will find yourself so busy so tired that u dont want to do anything but sometime you are so jobless that you will get bored and I love this :d. I wanna to say apart from work I am doing lots of things.

For those who dont know I am in Pune for the second time and its really great to be here. First time when I was in pune I was returning from Goa, that experience with pune wasn't that great but now I am finding it great. After coming out of the college I was very filling that the corporate world is gonna be different and now it seems like another college, lots of thing to learn and you want to find yourself away from all these. I got a very nice and "lukhkha" friend circle like the college so its not so different from the old days. Yesterday the company has its "Sharenet" and we had to attend it:(. But the best part was that it was in Le Meridian and while sitting idle in the presentations I wrote a poem:d. So i thought was is better to start again than posting a poem for the first time on my page. Please give your true opinion about the poem:d.

A Day Beyond Horizon

I was walking alone,
the day was long and calm.

But there was a hope, a light,
and my future guiding me...........on.

A small thought came to my mind,
"To start the life from the beginning".

When I was a child, so free,
so happy, so jollly yet so innovative.

Those days where great like rococo,
like a dance, like a friend.

But where I am today.
with a long day in my hand.

I saw a small bird flying high,
in the sky with a grain.
She had a life, she was on LIFE,
Life of her children, the new generation.
There was no breaks in her life,
She had to work:.....that was HOPE.

Then I saw the sky, it was blue,
the color of youth, to invoke.
But there where wrinkles of clouds,
the fog, the mist and the moon.
But he was happy, he was waiting,
for a new day:.....that was LIGHT.

Now I saw a tree which was standing,
at the same place, with no-one.
He had experience of past,
the thunder, the flood, the disaster.
But he was ready;
for helping, for friends:....that was FUTURE.

I then realised, I am not walking alone,
I have a hope, a light and a future.

There is a horizon for me also.

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Friday, March 11, 2005

Khamosh Pani

If I will ask about an image of Pakistan from a Bollywood director’s point of view then the first thing you will say will be “Gadar” and “The Hero” and these words will end our discussion. What is the reality and what is the truth at the ground level? I don’t think any one of us can answer this, even than we will always come forward to comment on it. This is one thing on which I can write a lot and I will finally land up to an endless debate.

There is a side to Pakistan most of us are blind to. At least visually. The best thing about the movie is the title which suits the movie a lot. I realized after seeing the full movie and came to the conclusion that “water is always silent (Khamosh Pani)”. The movie is far away from the traditional Bollywood flamboyance. A good amount of art work has been done by the director. Kiran Kher is playing a lead role in the movie and her performance is really an award winning performance. She did a role of a Sikh girl who was left behind in Pakistan after the partition. The full movie portrayed a barren image of middle aged Sikh woman who was living a silent life as a Muslim. It shows a horrible picture of conservative Indian and Pakistani society at the time of partition. At that time lots of women committed mass suicide by jumping in to the wells to save their pride, but left behind an innocent girl “Veera” and time converted her to a Muslim woman “Ayesha”. She wanted a better destiny than others and she was not willing do die with the others. But did she achieved her destiny?.........the answer is no. The life took her back in to the time and what she achieved was the same.

And this will make you realize the title “Khamosh Pani”.

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005

Finally..........

So, finally my blog page is ready after some renovation work. I am pasting it on a new URL which suits the look of my page and guys I will stay with this URL only. Whoever has my old URL please change it to this new URL. For this I put a decent amount of fight, but it was really fun. I learned some HTML also in this process and went through some decent posts. Now my page is ready, hope everyone will like the new look.
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