LIFE GETS MONOTONOUS

When all goes well around you, things seem clear, work is on the role and target is near- LIFE GETS MONOTONOUS at that very moment.

There are times in a persons life where he/she thinks about his/her future, anticipate about things they would wish to do in the near future. Once any such target is clear and the visionary realms are almost complete the next stage of life begins at that very moment.

One phase comes the other phase goes, but something that is permanent and cannot be thrown out of your daily moribund schedule is the passage of time and lacunae on the part of the people that they cannot visualize what has just gone by and what has not been utilized in the most effective manner.

Right now, I am on one such verge where my life gets monotonous. There was a time when I use to feel that getting a job is all what I need to fulfill my dreams, but today when I am actually working I know that it is not all that I want. Life tends to get more demanding once you accomplish one goal. Yet I would say that life gets monotonous once you accomplish one goal of your life. E.g. get up every day, get dressed, get set for work, work whole day, come back home and complete pending house hold chores, study a little, cook, teach a little, eat and go off to sleep. And thus this cycle repeats everyday with one dearth of adventure in life.

We do not understand what we expect from life at a certain point of time but we need to know that things are not as they appear to be and that life needs lot more. I am yet to explore ways in which one can save their lives from being monotonous.

I hope that there comes some adventure in life and life takes a new yet positive turn.

P:S I am waiting for that one day to come. More to come soon................................

My life at the Moment

Life at the moment is really tough. I never knew being an active College President would be so demanding.

With people loving and hating me for what I am I actually do not know what crime I have done. I do not know why it has to be so difficult. College Union is all about politics, I never wanted to be a part of this larger politics but unwillingly now I am the center of this political Sector.

My every move is under constant watch. What I do, where I go, what is happening in my personal life, the way I talk, the way I walk, the way I get the things done in the college is all what people want to know. People look up to me in a very strange way. Sometimes I feel like a celebrity and sometimes it seems as if almost the whole College is against me. 

I do not know why people are so hyper to know about my life and watch my move. I guess its all in the post I am carrying on my shoulders.

My day begins with taking thousands of calls from unknown numbers, listening to students' grievances, working on the issues, researching about them and finally helping them out. Here the task does not end. Mow listen to teachers, co-ordinate with them, the College Principal and the larger students' body. Tough really tough. 

I do not have time for family, friends and myself. Which is a good point, Its good to be busy.

But its sad to be seen politically. Its sad to figure out that people talk about you, every single day in a negative manner. Almost half the teachers have become Anti Nikita Gupta which hurts me, but how does it matter.

Today I had a long Meeting with Principal Maam which went on for three hours. 2 hours with others around and one hour in person. 

I think I should stop right here and take some rest.

P:S Though I will miss all this after three months but I guess I do not like the negativity associated with it.

She

She is cute she is nice

she is my only life.

She is loving and caring

But is also daring.

To love her is easy

to be loved by her is difficult.

To see her million pounds smile

is always worth while.

Her innocence is her only charm

her love for u will be purely calm.

She walks along the path

without treading it.

She will leave u never alone

in your lonely days,

she walk by your side,

wen it even rains.

She will pour her love on you

only then,

wen u prove her that you are purely humane.

So with this ray of hope in heart

I wish to see myself in her heart.

The day she accepts me with all my faults

I will give her my heart.

Is it correct!

IS IT CORRECT TO BEAT A POOR THIEF TO DEATH ?

Here I raise one of the most important questions before the society. Is it correct to beat a poor thief badly in this chilling winter to death?

The incident begins in the following manner:

January 4, 2011 morning 8:00 a.m a poor thief enters Kamla Nagar area, Delhi 110007. The poor thief rather I should say the poor man wore barely nothing. For the name sake he wore just a mere sweater which from no angle appeared to be warm, a cotton trouser (almost torn) and a pair of floaters. He already had a bandage on his left leg. 

The man could not bear the chilling the cold and thus he cut the glass of one of the cars and sat inside the car. After a few hours the owner of the car comes to discover a man sitting peacefully in his car. As soon as the owner came, the man sensed that he had landed himself in grave trouble and thus tried to escape. Without hearing the poor man's say the owner of the car caught hold of him, gathered the other members of the colony and beat the poor man badly. They kept beating him till he fainted or rather I should say till he almost died. He was left on the road to die till finally someone got him tea and informed the police about the case, but what happened later? The Sheriff also beat him badly and finally took him away.

Please note: 

1. Had the man been a thief he would have not merely sat in the car and would have stolen the car. He wouldn't have waited for the owner to arrive and beat him to death.

2. An argument would be - he did not ran away with the car because he did not know how to drive, but it is to be noted that had he broken the glass of the car with an intention to steel, he would have broken the glass of a brand new car - Wolkswagon's Vento which stood parked just behind the old car (Santro) whose glass he had broken/cut to save himself from the chilling cold.

3. He would have stolen the accessories of a better car and would have run away.

But he did not do any of such things. He just simply sat in the car to protect himself from the cold.

I admit the fact that what he did was not correct but at the same time I am also concerned about such cases which takes place almost everyday in our society. I want to highlight the fact that there are thousands and lakhs of such poor people who do not even have sufficient clothes to protect themselves against the chill of the season. What is government doing for such people?  How is our economic policy trying to fight against such social yet economical problems? 

There is simply no answer to my questions.

I am thoughtful about the whole incident because it happened in front of my own eyes. I want to do something for the oppressed class of our society. I want our country to become a better place to live and I am sure that its not only me who possess such a vision for India but almost the whole nation wishes the same, but is helpless.

I need your help and support to devise a solution for this social problem and that is why I most humbly request you to post your comments on this blog. So that I can consider your suggestions and strive to do something for the oppressed sections of the society.

Dear friends, I strongly believe that No body wishes to become a thief for the sake of mere pleasure. Every one deserves and strives for a respectable life. It is the circumstances that forces a person to convert in to a thief and indulge in an illegal affair. We need to understand the circumstances of such people and examine the Psychology of such people.

I do not deny the fact that there are people who have made burglary their profession for an easy living. Thus, by this article I want to do something for the people who have indulged or landed themselves in such acts due to some sort of social problem. For ex. The case that i just mentioned in my story shows that the man indulged in the act just to protect himself from the cold.

Friends I have a vision for the society which can not be achieved till you support me and donate your ideas. With this I invite each one of you to debate over this issue and lay down your constructive arguments.

P:S: LET US ALL STRIVE TO ESTABLISH A CHANGE BY DOING SOMETHING CONSTRUCTIVE FOR THE SOCIETY.

Bikaji Cama Place

Bikaji Cama Place is a huge building. One of the fine looking government offices in India. The ambiance, however is really pathetic. With all babu's decked up in their old fashioned suits, they consider themselves to be the Gods of the aam janta. Since its these people who are supposed to give you the so called clearance, you have to respect them, no matter whether they actually deserve that respect or not. They will issue passports to all sorts of criminals, tharkis, terrorists, will make fake passports for people but will not issue an Indian passport to a person who shall be representing their country at the international level. So my story begins in the following manner:-

First Visit:

Sundriyal Sir: Nikita aap apne papers lekar ek bar bikaji cama place jao. 6:00 pm tak ka time hota hai. Abhi nikal jao, aur kisi samajhdar bande se apne papers verify karwa lo.

Me: haunted by the name of Bikaji cama place, I took a deep breath and said ok. I left with my feriend mady, who just accompanied me because she wanted to spend some time with me and was not in a mood to attend classes.

So, together we left and reached in one hour.

First counter: Madam ab aap kal aiyega, tokan ka time khatam

Me: but i just want to get my documents checked today.

First counter: Go to the counter No. 3 , wahi apko bateyenge.

Counter No. 3: madam ji ab aap kal hi aiyega, hum isi kaam ke liye thode hi na baitha hai.

Me: (Frustrated on hearing this) toh sir phir kaun batayega.

Counter No.3: mujhe nai pata

Me: Almost loosing my temper, but the very next minute a cute looking guy said

Cute guy: come I will make u meet someone who helped me out. She will help you also- Kaushal Aunty

Me: I did not know how to react, but the guy was cute and helpful, so I listened , secondly - I had no choice.

Kaushal Anty: haanji bolo beta.

Me: Showing her my papers, explaining her my strange story which have already been written in my birth history blog, I asked her for help.

Kaushal Aunty: Get these verification papers ready from a person who have the magistrate authority and see me on Monday. I will get it done.

(With relief in heart, I called my College Principal and told her the whole story. We sat in College till 6 in the evening, the whole office was running to court to get my documents ready)

VISIT 2:

All of a sudden Kaushal aunty shows her true colours, and denies to help.

Me: Nikita be strong, its ok. Collected my papers and got into the line. Finally I got the token. One hurdle crossed.

I waited for my turn. The whole day I sat in that boring place, the musical sound hurt my ears. I felt nostalgic, sick and worn out, but I still waited and kept praying. After four hours came my turn.

Me: (Glad, a lil nervous) these are my papers

Counter No 4: She took ten minutes to check my papers and said, beta apka yeh verification form par photo attested nai hai.

Me: I did not know about this. I have got the papers ready as ready in the form.

Counter No. 4: Yeh nai chalega. Aap yeh abhi karwa kar laiye

Me: Ok.

I called my College Principal and asked her to stay in College as I wanted to see her. Poor thing was about to leave for a university meeting but cancelled it for me. I ran to the college, fell twice on the way. Once on The Civil Lines metro Station and the second time I slipped from the Escalators in a very funny manner.

After reaching College;

Me: Munna Bhaiya, Principal mam ki stamp do

Stamped the papers and badged in her cabin without noticing that she was in a meeting. But she welcomed me

Principal maam: Signed and attested my documents and said all the best

Me: I ran waving her bye in air. Dint have time to chat. Had a deadline to reach. Messaged her thanks while sitting in metro.

Visit 3:

Reached passport office on time, went to the lady and got it done.

Counter No. 4: Beta arey! Yeh nai chalega. Principal yeh verification nai kar sakti. aap Couter No.2 par jaiye

Counter No. 2: these papers are not valid. Your principal can not verify ur papers. Only a gazetted officer can do it.

Me: But my College principal is a gazetted officer. She has the magistrate authority.

Counter No 2: Nai hoti

Me: But you must check . She has the authority

I argued alot, kind of faught with him. But nothing worked. I called Sundriyal Sir, spoke to maam on phone , they asked me to come back.

Please Note: According to law the Principal of a college which comes under University of Delhi ishas the magistrate authority.

The so called babus of the passport office, the so called intelligent , literate people sitting in one of the most important government offices of India- has knowledge = peanuts. This person is asking me to get verification from an under secretary, whereas the post of my college principal is much higher and she has the authority to give me the certi.

I felt like shouting at this fellow, wanted to ask him to update his knowledge, but I somehow could not do so. He was of the age of my grandfather. Somehow that respect came in me. I wanted to curse him out of frustration but somehow I could not. Maybe my culture and my morals barred me from doing so, but I just know one thing- This is simply not done. What happened is simply not correct.

P:S. I do not know whether I will be issued a passport or not, but I will try once again.

Happy Birthday Shubhda Di

Happy Birthday Janeman. May you have a long and a sexy life. May you keep Smiling and shining throughout your life.

Please Note:

Born on Dec4, 1988 is an angel. This Darling girl is a gem of a girl and has an amazing personality with an equally loving heart.

her loving nature is evident from her following acts:

1. Fantastic Accent

2. Sexy personality

3. Cute Smile

4. Beautiful heart

5. Brilliant Mind with a great IQ level

6. Cute style in which she says " Baddua de denge tumko"

7. The cute way in which she kisses on the forehead

8. Warm hug

9. The way she treats everyone around her

10. The way She always said - Bhaiya Chaai

11. The respect she gives to everyone

12. The way she handles things.

13. The way she dances on - Munni badnam hui darling tere liye

Wat do I say yaar, I miss your every single action, your hug, your smile, your support, the way you used to wipe my tears, the way you used to get irritated, the way you used to scream at me. Every bit of you is deep within me.

therefore on your special day, I will just say one thing- Happpppppppy Happppppppppy wala birthday to you, may you keep smiling.

I am thankful to God for creating a gem like you. You are on girl who has always helped everyone and thus I am sure God will give you the best things in life. You will get every bit of joy in your life as you truly deserve it.

Following songs for you:

• Sajde kiye hai laakho, Laakho duayein maangi paya hai maine phir tujhe
• lazy Lamhe
• You are my fire
• Tune jo na kaha main woh sunta raha
• woh pehli baar jab hum mile
• Tum se hi din hota hai
• Tere Bina mAin (Crook)
• Jab mili tu
• As long as you love me
• Birthday Sex
• Bol na halke halke
• Cuppy cake
• Dil Ibadat
• Out of this club
• My love
• I-Love_you
• I am in love
• Hey Shona

Di there are unlimited songs that will describe, how much I love you and thus from the bottom of my heart I can just say one thing: I love you unlimited

Happy birthday, it is your day. You must enjoy it.

P:S happpy birthday and you will definitely get all the happiness in life . I am always with you my darling.

Ab toh proposal accept kar lo

Amazing birth history

Great history of some great people.

Indian record system is simply great. As a result of which today I am doubting my existence. The story starts in the following manner:

Me: principal maam, I need your help. I do not have a birth certificate. I need a birth certificate to get my passport made. Please help me.

Principal maam: Then how did you get an admission in College and school?

Me: I do not know!

Principal Maam: Ok , fine . Call in Sundriyal (Administrative Officer), Lets see what can be done.

Sudriyal Sir: Ji maam

Principal Maam: Sundriyal ji , kuch bhi karke iska passport banvaiye. Isko birth certificate chahiye, passport banvane ke liye. Toh, please you look into the matter and get it done.

Sundriyal Sir: passport ke liye birth ki copy kyun chahiye, woh toh tenth pass certificate se ho jayega.

me: Nai hoga, Reason, ek naya ammendment hua hai, All those who are born after Sept1, 1989 have to submit their birth certificate, tenth certificate is not valid. And my date of birth is Sept 28, 1989. So again a new problem.

Sundriyal Sir; Chalo koi baat nai, banva dete hai. He rings the bell to call peon (Pandev Bhaiya)

Pandev Bhaiya: Ji Sir

Sundriyal Sir: triveni ko bulana

Triveni sir: Triveni yeh iska birth certificate banvana hai toh MCD office jakar meri baat karvana

Me: Yippeee. Now things will start falling in place

Next Day

Me: triveni sir kya hua.

Triveni sir: It will take time

third day

Me: triveni sir, wat is the status

Triveni sir: Nikita ji, usme kaafi problem ho rai hai

Me: Kyun kya hua

Triveni Sir: According to the rule of the Indian govt, It is a rule, ki birth ke 24 hours later every hospital is required to forward their records to MCD, but apka kahin koi record nai hai, hospital mein koi record nai hai, MCD department mein koi record nai hai, toh ab kaffi mushkil ho rai hai.

Me: Toh ab aap yeh batao ki karna kya hai?

t Sir: Kya apke pass apke parents ka death certificate hai

Me: Nai humne liya hi nai tha.

T sir: Great. Aap toh bahut hi mahaan ho.

Me: Now what has to be done?

T Sir: Chalo kal dubara dekhta hu.

Day 4:

Me: Sir, kuch hua. Kuch ho sakta hai?

T. Sir: yeh form bharo, and isme likho ki aapka birth ghar pe hi hua tha

Me: Shocked , but had no choice so did as he said.

T. Sir: Ab main court jakar kuch affidavits banva kar lata hun, dekho shayad kaam ban jaye.

Me: Fingers crossed

So, finally the poor thing ran to court to get the thing done. Now, Affidavits are ready, but still some formalities need to be done, hopefully kal tak koi positive baat sunne ko mil jaaye. Although, I doubt our govt system but still I am keeping my fingers crossed.

Tomorrow I am going to Bikaji Kama place, let me teel you , if things go bad there also, I swear i will kill a few people. I am ready to be behind the bars now. This passport system is highly irritating with all the amazingly awesome tragedies happening with me.

P.S: I will fast for a monday if my passport gets ready on time.