Accidental Writers.

It all started that one fateful day. Someone said to me “You should travel more often.” I fell into the trap and asked, “Why ?” He said “It helps in ways you cannot imagine.” I replied “Try me.” (That obnoxious me) He said “It gives you perspective about life.” I said “I already have mine, it says you need money.” He said “You idiot, just do as I say for once.” Being a nice guy that I have always been, I said ok. And it was the biggest mistake of my life. It became a habit. An addiction. To travel, to meet people, to soak in the beauty of nature, to feel awed by the stories of people. Unable to control my urges and falling deep into the quest of happy realization, I packed my bag and just left. I left behind all the comforts for those hilly terrains, my laptop and iPad for those scenic views, honking of cars for those silent sounds of streams and people for those human beings. How crazy of me ! I mean who does that? Who leaves behind everything you’ve t...

Dear young chubby kid, “It’s not your fault.” Yes, my dear friend, it’s not your fault. I know you failed to appear for IIT-JEE and couldn’t convert your dream colleges, but don’t worry. It’s not your fault, cause you did a great job after that terrible road accident, which had wasted more than half of your preparation time and nearly left you brain-dead. Stop cursing yourself and crying endlessly. You don’t know it now, but things are going to be completely all right. I know you are too obese. You are trying your best to lose your weight but aren’t observing any results. Stop hating yourself. Don’t worry, it’s not your fault, coz you are suffering from Thyroid (which you’ll come to know after a long period of time). Don't worry about your specs too. They are not going to obstruct your vision, they'll enhance it. You don’t know it now, but things are going to be completely all right. I know you think that you have a huge crush on that girl and she is giving you a hard ...

Date:  20-07-2015 This is again an old post. But I hope you will like it. I was lucky to get a PMT going to Upper. I was damn lucky. A day is never a problem at Visteon. I usually enter the office at 9, start working on my Megatron (my Ubuntu 14.04 virtual machine), and then spend my entire day in playing with some of the new frameworks, developing test cases, attending planning meeting and discussing interesting things with Saurabh sir (read as, “Having some fun”). But at the time of leaving, generally 7 pm, I start worrying about my tiring journey to home and pray to get an Upper bus. Well, Upper is a place where I stay (actually, near it) it is around 20-25 km’s away from Vallabhnagar, the place where I am doing my internship. And my only way to commute is by PMT, the most unpredictable city bus service. If I don’t get a bus to Upper, then I have to change at least 3 PMT’s to reach to my place. And then I have to walk for 10-15 minutes more. So as I said, I was luc...

It's a bit late to post this. This should have been the first post of this blog. Perhaps, the zeroth (being an Electronics engineer, I start everything from zero ;). Nevertheless, I am posting it today, just to make sure that I give 'that day' it actually deserves. 2015-07-19: The day of breaking traditions                           Generally, people start writing a diary from the first day of a year. I certainly don’t have a very good memory, but as per I remember, a year does not start from 19 th of July. It starts from 1 st of Jan. And today is not 1 st of Jan. But still, I am starting my diary from today. Strange, right? Maybe I shouldn’t start from today. Maybe today is not the right day. People don't start writing a diary from 19 th of July. 19 th of July is certainly for starting something like this. Something so important. But, is it impo...

Twisted time has brought me near another twist, where I feel that sand is slipping through my hands, and now I should write my will, and inherit you my belongings. Don't have much in store, but few memories sweet and sour, they are to be passed on, to be kept alive, so I pass them to you. I inherit you some questions raised, and few dreams chased, till the midway point, but then left alone as my feet started to bleed. I leave you some ignored choices and vague voices, failed to make an impact, failed to keep the pact, with the destiny, and the faded fortune. I also inherit you some broken promises, which I couldn't keep, cause I had to survive the crashing calamity, but the calculations I made, couldn't add happiness to my kitty. So, I, the mighty mind, inherit all these things to you, my counterpart, the small, fragile heart, as mind can't solve a few problems, and a heart is the only solution. You don't have any intelligence, and you use the weirdest of lo...

I came across the above question on Quora, and couldn't stop myself from answering it. I am reproducing that answer here: I would miss a simple thing which I always ignored,  the life. My little, precious life. Its been 22 years now, and I have done so many things with it. I played with it, twisted it, looked at it with stern eyes like it's my biggest nemesis, cursed it for being so tough on me, cried on it, tossed and turned it like a piece of paper, tried to burn it with my very own hands and almost gave it up by having a brief affair with its counterpart, the death. Just one thing is remaining, I didn't ' live'  it properly (and I bet, you also didn't). I failed to do so. In the darkness of big problems, I couldn't see emeralds and rubies of small joys. In the cries of pain and sorrow, I couldn't see smiles of happiness. I always missed small moments while running behind those big dreams. Yes, I failed to live my life like I should have. ...

I feel that I have wasted my life. Yes, I do. I couldn't get appear for IIT-JEE. I couldn't score well in MHT-CET. I couldn't get any top engineering college. And I didn't do any wonders in engineering as well (man, if only I could go back). I let go of several opportunities. I couldn't get any patent for several good projects. I couldn't convert great internship into a PPO. I couldn't start my own company (and I tried a lot for this, but failed every time). Couldn't even lose my weight (and that is so embarrassing). And this is not all. I failed to convert interviews of some of the really great companies. I failed to crack CAT 2015. Couldn't convert IIM A in 2016. And the list goes on and on and on...... I have a thousand failures and a million regrets. But, who hasn't? Thanks to those several B-school interviews, I got an opportunity to interact with the some of the brilliant students of this country. And got to know their stories. A...

A CBSE student scoring north of 99% reminded me of a couple of friends of mine. One boy and one girl. I know them for past several years. Both are immensely talented, creative and hard-working ones. Both are one of the most intelligent people I have ever met in my life. Both went to the same college, shared the same stream and also shared a class for a couple of years. But, their decision-making skills are not similar. Not at all. The girl, who had also scored north of 99 in her 10th standard, is a keen yet populist decision maker. If you go by the public opinion, then she has hardly made a wrong decision in her life. The boy, on the other hand, is more of an outlaw. He prefers to consult his conscience while taking his decisions and is known for taking anti-populist decisions in his life. If you go by the public opinion, then he has taken several wrong decisions in his life. Though I don't have any right to, I'll still compare both of them (coz, you know...

It was not my fault. Or maybe, it was completely my fault. The day wasn't much pleasant, but it wasn't going bad as well.  I had met the co-author of this blog that day, and he really inspired me.  I had an easy WAT topic, and I believe I had created a good piece of essay. And I had almost had a good interview. But..... Yes, I couldn't control myself. I just couldn't. I realised it a long after I walked out of the room. Rather, I realised it when I didn't get an admission in IIM L. If only................... Yes, if only I had not said that (sigh!). So, let me do a flashback, and let's revisit that day again: -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "May I come in, Sir?" I asked politely. I wasn't much nervous. It was my 6th interview, and I was used to interviewers-asking-me-awkward-questions-and-making-fun-of-me. Rather, I wasn't thinking about ...

Now that I have your attention, please read through the whole article and the n  enlighten me with your views, so that I can evolve, intellectually. We have evolved  as pioneers  but regressed as humans.  And it’s not a good thing, if you ’re thinking . Let me present my case. We have become so consumed in  the  evolution that we have lost the basic  traits that brought us so far.  We consciously avoid feeling and understanding basic human emotions because they will not be in sync with the fast pacing and self centred life of ours. And the saddest part is that we consider this  as evolution and progress. The E mpowerment. Our definitions have changes according to our comforts. Whatever is comfortable makes sense. If there’s anything that requires effort, it’s not worth your cool life. If it’s a relationship that requires effort, we avoid it because who wants to try and find something special when we can have transient pleasu...