Will-o'-The-Wisp

We sing on HIS music

Dance on HIS tune

Walk on HIS road

& Laugh on HIS jokes

We live-in between infinity

Surrounded by lies

With flying black holes

And scavenging eyes

There isn’t any time

It’s all illusory

There isn’t any play

It’s all delusory 

The good isn't sacrosanct
And, the bad pernicious
With truth beguiling
And, relations struggling

Awaken the mystic soul

Don’t let it sleep

Nights may not be long

And, days may not be strong. 

Metro Musings

And the hurt
Vibrates in the heart 
Plays with the mind 
itself, dismantling the pain...

Like a clueless bird..
I fly high aimlessly
Gazing at the horizon
With a brighter eye...

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The Dark Reality

I don’t know why I’m unto this, it’s been quite long since I penned down something personal like the present post. May be its all because of positive vibe the Kailash Pilgrimage infused in me. 

I’m unable to answer the perplexing question which my soul keeps on bouncing back again and again that why it’s always me who has to face the burden of darkest realities of the life? Why can’t I sit back and enjoy my success? Why people remember me only at the time of need? Why it’s always that the people I care for backstab me? And, why I can’t be me at times? 

It’s been pretty long since I cried; I believe boys are born with a hard shell which keeps their eyes at bay from being moist. Yet, today I want to scream at the fullest of my voice. I want an explanation from the Almighty today for all my grief. May be the reservoir of pain has reached its extreme limits which provokes me to behave insanely. I know I can’t be always right but then why I’m always wrong? 

I’m still trying to locate the sacred knowledge which can fill the vacuum and provide my soul some solace. The hunt for the treasure house of truth lies unfulfilled. I want to start afresh but the past haunts me. Sooner or later I will be over with this intense phase and will move on with life because at the end of the day show must go on.

It’s all about Blogging Honey

It’s been quite long around eight months to be precise since I’m an active member of this creatively sane blogosphere and around one and a half year being passively present here yet I’m still a newbie. No matter how much water you extract from sea, it will never become dry; such is the case with blogging, so please stop doubting my intelligentsia. I learned a lot through my small world of blogs whether I was actively or passively involved still a lot remains yet to be conquered. 

"No matter how much water you extract from sea, it will never become dry"

What you think why a nerd like me started blogging? Is it for the sheer love of reading other people stories and at least imagining in my tender thoughts that somewhere in the world someone will be interested in knowing my mind? Mr. Intelligent you are on the wrong lane; blogging was suggested by my dearest di Ritu as an alternative to killing time instead of wasting it doing nothing. And, than I felt in love with it, from just a time pass it became a passion. 

Blogging changed me a lot, just have a look at some of my first posts and compare them with the newer ones and you will easily know the transformation which I underwent. I term Weakest Link as a personal blog because it all started as an online diary of personal thoughts and events. But, during the course of time the social thoughts took over their counterparts i.e. the personal and without my knowing it turned from a personal blog to plethora of social happenings. It energized my inner self and helped me gain a self confidence to let the world know my opinion on subjects which matters the most. 

Not only it helped me to gain self confidence but also it was the sheer force which drove me towards entrepreneurship. I started News Not Making News as a blog not as a website only because of my love towards blogging. People ask me there is nothing big and complex about the idea behind News Not Making News so how I think it will last the tough times? To all those intruding personalities, every big and successful enterprise started with a simple idea because it’s the simplest things in life that matters the most which we happen to forget the most. 

It’s not the money but the satisfaction of work which matters the most in life. I met many new friends over this wonderful blogosphere. I know them not by their education, profession, career or any other worldly thing but by their incredible thoughts which they pen down in the form of articles or posts. I humbly thank to all those exceptionally true blogger friends who draw such a vivid picture of their life through their wondrous posts. 

May be life hardest realities take away my cherished treasure, blogging, away from me yet the fire will always burn deep inside my heart.  

Happy blogging!

Interactive Sessions cum Informative Seminars

What an awesome last week I had. I attended three mind-boggling informative seminars cum interactive session in a short span of just 7 days. 

Races are transformed and societies are revolutionized by a mere application of ideas which have the potential to bring on a renaissance. With the same vision and to bring on the spirit of entrepreneurship in the students of IET Bhaddal, Ropar the foundation stone for Incubation Cell was laid few months back.

Living onto its objectives the Incubation Cell organized an interactive session in association with TIE, Chandigarh Chapter. Notable entrepreneur and visionary Hitesh Mandani of Bulls Eye fame in his very own demeanor told the students about if’s and buts of entrepreneurship. He highlighted the importance of positive attitude in one’s life and career. It was all-in-all a great interactive session.

Another such informative and interactive session was organized by National Social Entrepreneurship Forum (NSEF) at Punjab Engineering College. NSEF works on the principle of inculcating the idea of social entrepreneurship in the young budding entrepreneurs which can bring on a positive change across the country irrespective of being so diverse in culture. For the very same purpose it conducts Idea competitions, seminars and conferences throughout different colleges and universities in the country.

I send in my idea there which happened to bewilder me from quite a sometime now. I got really delighted after knowing that mine idea was being selected for the final round to be conducted at PEC, Chandigarh. Along-with the Idea competition it was an interactive session too as I have already mentioned. It was an awesome learning experience to hear success and failure stories of people like Ajay Chaturvedi of HarVa, Osama Manzar of Digital Empowerment Foundation and Anirudh. Nevertheless, my idea failed to make an everlasting mark on the judges’ mind yet mine was the only idea which got critics acclamation.

Believe me; it’s quite motivating to hear about failures of successful people whom you look onto as your source of inspiration. In spite of many failures they never lost the hope and stuck with what they felt was right, cleared their obstacles and become successful later in their career.

Day before yesterday, there was a commercialized personality development session arranged by my college Training & Placement Cell. I used the word commercialized because the person presiding over the session was there to sell his brand i.e. he was the owner of a company dealing with grooming students in interview skills. He was a great entertainer and orator who in a small time of one hour enchanted us with few basic but important interview skills. The only fault with him was his unwillingness to bring forward the creative part of students.

One thing I learnt from all these interactive sessions cum seminars cum competition that only one thing can drive you towards success and that is your stubborn attitude to do good, to be good and to remain open-minded always. 



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Inspiration :  Rohit Yadav
A word of thanks: Hasmeet Singh ( believing in me); Gaurav Sharma, Rajvir Singh & Prabhjot Singh ( for  supporting me); Madam Deepika Bhalla ( for her concern and support)

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A week that went by

"How many proposes?"... a fellow hosteller asked me.

"No one…"  I replied. 

He gave me a bizarre look and left. Thanks buddy for that droll look, which eventually acted as an inspiration. I don’t guarantee you of finding something valuable here. Moreover this post is an act of self evaluation I undergone last week. 

You might have kept a distant from the week of love if you had died a decade ago. But, there is no way to keep it at bay nowadays, thanks to our dailies (TOI, Hindustan, and Express to name few) that don’t miss a chance to monetize love through a one page advertisement.

Last week would have been great financially for vendors selling roses and wholesale teddies. I don’t think I should mention about Chocolates manufacturing companies. I never make it out why people are so desperate to eat an insecticide. This year was no exception to all those years of ignorance which was the root cause of still mine being single. I would rather love to blog, read newspapers and drink tea than circle around a girl hostel. 

Last week was bit tempering; I had restless nights and vacuous days. I’m in my third year of engineering and yet my future bewilders me. Meanwhile, the Incubation cell which I launched few months back with the support of Hasmeet Singh is planning for an Idea Conference in coming weeks with the support of Thoughtberg. Let’s see when the whole thing gets materialize. 

Last week was of much importance as far as the world politics is concerned. You guess it right; I’m talking about the Egyptian Revolution. I know, it has been weeks since the people of Egypt’s have taken demonstrations to the streets. Yet, last week Husni Mubarak speech was crucial and had significant effect. I wish something similar would have happen in India.

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P2H

Don’t worry it’s not an engineering relation or any other mathematical formula; it’s just Petrol Price Hike.  

Few confessions before moving ahead, firstly I don’t own any vehicle run through petrol. And secondly, I’m yet to explore the joy of riding a bike. So, you might be thinking why I’m bothering much about the P2H. Again a twofold reply, firstly people who own vehicle aren’t the only people affected by frequent P2H. And secondly, I’m bit insane.

Coming back to the topic, the P2H. Petrol price hike causes a direct increase in the already high inflation rate, I read it somewhere. But, isn’t it interesting when a vegetable vendor complains about the P2H for causing the increase in the prices of vegetables? I guess, diesel was meant as a fuel for the trucks caring vegetables instead the petrol. He felt flabbergast after listening to my set of truck theory. 

Also, have you ever thought why only the P2H? What stops the government in not doing the same with its cousin brother, the diesel? What, you never thought on that? Or, maybe you never had the time for that? I was bit free during the PLC lecture and gave it a thought. So, here what my musing replied. Politicians, Bureaucrats, Big businessmen, and others who happen to make or influence law travel through their ultra rich and big SUV’s. They don’t bother about petrol, its diesel which matters them the most. Petrol, like onion, is a common men commodity.  And, like onion, it’s getting far away from them.

Another thought to it, abandon your personal vehicle, put its cover on and smash it in the garage for some time. Use public transportation in day today life. Broadly speaking, it will serve three purposes; firstly it will reduce the congestion from the Indian roads. Secondly, it will help in reduction of air pollution. And thirdly (most important), it will help in generating revenues which can help in stabilizing the petrol price for some time in future. 

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Special thanks: PLC Lecture & Indian Government

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