Mumma wants a Bahu

Bahu?

[Dedicated to my dear mumma ! ]

My mom is really worried regarding what sort of Bahu’s gonna hit the home. All mummas are the same worried types I suppose. Or may be they get worried once their sons reach closer to 20 (I am yet to reach 19). There are a lot of factors which contribute to mummas’ worries: (I have caught a bad habit of writing in points!)

1)      A single neighbourhood where talks are proceeding related to a son’s marriage is sufficient enough to initiate such worries.

2)      Given the son has got a lot many friends among girls (I am one of those lucky chaps) which in turn, have got a lot of variety, mumma is bound to have worries. (Mind it, I have written ‘friends among girls’, not ‘girlfriends’)

3)      Too many messages from the females in N-70 inbox, a bunch of pics in lappy, in collaboration with the son sitting every night on gtalk whenever he comes home, son reciting stories of IIT Delhi which (surprisingly and unexpectedly) hardly involve boys.

4)      A brother of the son who has no interest in girls. A similar close friend of son who is equally close to mumma will also work.

5)      Increasing ‘unpredictability’ of girls in today’s scenario.

6)      Mumma doesn’t have a daughter. (This is, however, a redundant point I must say)

I am very extrovert and ‘chak de yaara’ types with all mummas and elder didis of the world. On the basis of my gappey with several mummas, I have observed and concluded that all of them have got a few common criterion of their “to-be-desired” bahus:

1)      The girl should be of the Same Caste. (Kataaps in the very first step. Now, the boy is left with less than .001% girls of his reach)

2)      The girl should be beautiful. Some mothers also say ‘at least decent-looking’. The definition of ‘decent-looking’ is often misleading and confusing for sons.

3)      The girl should be well-educated. (There should be someone in the home who can teach kids afterall. Mummas assume their sons to be ‘by default nalaayaks’) Graduation is a minimum criterion. Too-highly educated girls should be avoided (no offences to IIT Delhi).

4)      No girl would be ready to pass her whole life as a housewife. Hence, a job of 10 to 5 would work well.

5)      Girl shouldn’t be too short or too tall.

6)      Decent family background. (‘Decent’ is the most diplomatic word on this earth)

A survey shows that almost all the mummas in Indian cities encourage their sons to mix up freely with girls and allow them to choose involuntarily one of their own choice (or rather say, wait for a choice) and when the son comes up with the first choice of his life, 99% mummas give a rejection certificate. Most of the ‘to-be-desired’ rules stated above are discovered after such incidences. Now there are certain points which are a general criterion for today’s “rationale” and “responsible of themselves” boys: (It is desired for the readers to notice the differences and similarities between the two types of criterion)

1)      Caste no barriers.

2)      Of course, a beautiful girl is desired by one and all, but if she isn’t that beautiful, it will work provided a few given conditions.

3)      Definitely education is required. A fool with a decent degree (again ‘decent’) is fine. IIT Delhi girls are welcome. No problem in adjustment. Any mis-adjustment can be well adjusted by “understanding”.

4)      Job is surely required in times of recession. Unemployed husband with a working wife is not a bad option.

5)      Boys never decide on the basis of height.

6)      Family background should be an important point. But at the end, I am getting married to the girl, not the family.

If a girl is a close friend for quite a significant time. She understands you well. She knows your why’s and how’s irrespective of your what’s and when’s. She gives you a desired aura of being at comfort. She shares you and your responsibility. She completes you and shares your completeness. She doesn’t believe in oppositions and contrasts, rather she believes in dissolving talks which result in a result. She believes in applying what is beneficial for both. She lives in my happiness and I live in hers. She believes in a combination, not in individual struggle and successes. She believes in practical understanding at every moment of the day, to live each moment with joy- a joy in partnership when each partner has a share of 100%.

Is such a girl OK to be a wife, or lets say, even to be a girlfriend for time being. Even if she doesn’t fit into some of the rules which have been registered in an orthodox, traditional manner. Are these new criterion as I have stated possible to be satisfied in real and practical marriage life or teenage love life? Do criterion of elderly people supposedly matter, given their experience and maturity?

The problem for mumma arises when the son is more unpredictable than girls!

Next blog soon.

Snehil Basoya.

[ A short and crisp blog. More importantly, it wasn’t planned. Good to see myself having started writing spontaneous blogs within 90 minutes. Hoping to find a few answers too.]

The ART of Street Play

[Caution:

1) Street plays have got an infinite aperture. My domain being extremely tiny, this post refers specifically to the street play culture in IIT Delhi.

2) This is no comparison to stage plays or any other form of ART.

3) Specifically targeted for those minds in IIT Delhi (or even outside) who think that street plays are a trivial form of art, a domain minus talent minus skill minus acting minus seriousness accompanied with purposelessness, arbitrary wastage of time and energy and timepass useless bakaiti.

]

Rendezvous 2009 is over, so is my Street Play fever. Hangover still persists, but I am habitual of that! An anecdote of my 3rd street play at IIT-D will require a completely separate post (and I will come soon with it !). This one, as I have decided, would be a general approach rather than a personal one.

IITD people, as seen through a general convention, aren’t in a habit of taking Street Plays seriously. Seriously in the sense that Stage Plays are considered more ‘Artful’ and talentful often. Those involved within the Dance and Dramatics club command each and every worship of Art preformed at IITD, but for the major lot of those who aren’t, nukkad natak still remains a form which in layman’s language koi bhi kar sakta hai.

sirf hasana hi to hota hai

bas chillana hi to hota hai

sabko ek ek do do dialogue milte hain, ye kaunsa mushkil kaam hai

energy ke naam pe uchhalna koodna to ham bhi kar lein

practice mein faaltu ki exercises hoti hain, jinka koi relation hi nahi hota main play se

bina matlab raat raat bhar useless practice karwayi jaati hai

………… and the legacy continues.

These were just a few of comments and dialogues which I have got habitual of listening to in my vicinity. All of them have been spoken directly to me. Diplomats who haven’t got a farthest of far relation with dramatics criticise the way practices are held. IITians are big diplomats you know, budding analysts of futuristic India. I listen each and every word of an actor who has already done a street play, be it criticism or analysis. But for someone in a habit of ‘Analysis’, or someone who wants to prove that he too has a director’s brain, i dont have a reply for ‘their’ way of how street play should be made.

I can simply write a blog. I have got nothing else as a means of communication.

Shouting is an Art. Bringing voice from your stomach, not from your chocked throat is an Art. How to increase your volume both ways discretely and continuously is an Art. How to dissolve your voice into your senses is an Art. How to involve stomach, chest, nostrils, oesophagus and forehead in bringing out voice is an Art.

Modulating your voice is an Art. Striking an appropriate balance between the depressions and elevations in the pitch and volume is an Art. How much to inhale, how much to exhale. How much to pause. Intonation is an Art. Not just Street play, every form of play requires these basic critarian. Hence we practice them for hours.

Maintaining stamina for 25 minutes of performance is an Art. Continuous 25 minutes in  sprint. When one puts exponentially more than 100% stamina and energy, 25 minutes seem to have converge into a Black Hole. It seems as if the play has collapsed into a moment, a tiny performance. To maintain that energy, we practice our energy for hours.

Spontaenity is an Art. Street Play is a PLAY at the first place, with situations and dialogues. The games we play, the innovation we bring to our practices, the rapidness and spontaneous practice sessions, thy all imbibe something mature within us, without letting us know. Every practice, every new learning gets stored and added to our maturity and comes out as an outcome somewhere when required, when, we dont know!

Someone who is a God of Street Plays, who has done or directed numerous of them, can write off thousands of such blogs with Whats, Whys and Hows of Street Plays. But Dramatics dont work that way afterall.

Dramatics isn’t something to teach or to learn. Dramatics is about experiencing and absorbing. An individuality. A collective phenomenon. Stage and Street are an independence. A dependency. An actor reaches infinity. The same actor will reach to Zero in a different role. Acting dissolves. Acting seperates. Acting brings you to your true self. Acting makes you artificial.

These were just a few essential basics which I have learnt seriously in my hitherto one and a half year instinct at IITD. Whatever I act, whatever I perform, I try to implement whatever I have absorbed within me. Every practice, every performance absorbs something new in me. I am fortunate to be an actor who is learning continuously.

Next blog soon.

Snehil Basoya.

[ I have always welcomed criticisms, be it on blogs or on my performances. But as many already know, I get irritated when criticisms come without a reason or spine]

Meri Aarzoo Kaminee

kaminee

It was expected to be an extravenza, it turned out to be a staggering stunner. The lightning scene transitions. Hallucinating stories sprinting parallel with each other, ultimately discovering each other wound up and entagled in a finale chaotic simplification. The wild genre of Dhan Te Nan. Frequent eruptions of background score. Tripodless camera. Elevations and depressions of the undiscovered mean ‘fides’ of hitherto unreveled and untested ‘vada pao’ of Indian cinema.Meanness with an unexpected innocence behind. Innocence accompanied with meanness. The reason behind every step taken. The ‘necessity’ of every reason. The significance of every necessity. The pros and cones of every character dependent and independent on each other simultaneously.

Eyes were an absolute blinkless affair. Senses were throughout on the verge. Vishal Bharadwaj hits straight at the cerebrum. The first movie which I didnt see leaned backwards on the comfortable Audi-1 theatre. I was consistantly acute forwards, scene after scene, blink after blink.

Finally I took a breath after  2hours and 10 minutes.

Each and every scene of Kaminey, each and every plot of its well-structured mythology made me learn in a different way altogether. The close-ups of Shahid and everyone else were worth learning for an actor like me. When and where and most importantly, HOW to take camera angles to frame which type of scene. Every scene had a specific essence, with a unique of its own background music, its own rectangular screen dimensions. The direction brought volcanic grip, analogous to a genre of Hollywood’s dark ‘fides’.

The real magic lied in the script infact. How a small stammering innocent child who passed on the edge in sixth standard due to a classmate crush who broke his heart by making fun of him, later in his life takes decision to desert his wife one hour after his marriage. How come two brothers who used to eat half-eaten fruits of squirrels together in childhood reach a stage when they are ready to kill each other for a guitar, one to save his Sveety, and the other to have a run on ‘chhota fortcut’ to success. Someone doesnt take an airline offer from a barking witness coz he loves bitches. Someone is ready to sell his fifteen year idealism of Jai Maharashtra for whimpy lures. Someone kills his dying brother to get one more phone call chance for his own life. Someone is Kamina enough to stab anyone who comes in the way to achieve blood painted stones of diamond amidst dying moments.

Everyone is ready you know, to pull ek mirchi aur do neembu out of you and drag you to a race of life where ghode bhagte nahi, girate hain. Life gives you chances accidentally- to fulfil your dreams, dreams which you dont see coz you want to achieve something; dreams which you see coz you think boundary-less infinite is possible. Har chaand pinjare mein band nahi ho sakta. Every face is a magic box- you open up a wrapper, you confront a new unexpected one. Often we dont know whether is it justified to capitulate on this available ‘chance’ which life bestowes. We decide Yes, and end up sc****** lives of ourselves and all others involved. We decide No, and end up repenting on the opportunity which ‘could have been’ ours. We often dont know what to do, when we are told and we know we can do, we pull ourselves back. Just for a lame reason that we dont know the consequences. We dont know the repercussions either. Failures make you strong – everyone says. But what when failures create a permanent fear, crippling you for the course of lifetime. Psychology may answer it, every person isnt a psychiatrist.

The concepts of Gandhigiri or Rang De Basanti dont work in every scenario. For day to day choices of small and minute steps of life, we reach an in-the-end conclusion ki ye duniya bahot hi kutti cheez hai, aur ek kutte ka ek hi jawab ho sakta hai- Kaminey.

My exuberance awaits for yet another marvel from Vishal Bharadwaj. After Imtiaz Ali, I can knight someone with the Cult Status in my eyes.

 

Kabhi ham kaminey nikle

Kabhi doosre kaminey

…………… here is revealed the truth of life.

 

Snehil Basoya.

 

[I withdrew my name from the Rendezvous Stage Play Team and have joined the Street Play. I received a nice compliment from one of my friends - ' Matlab tune prove kar hi diya ki tu sirf hagg sakta hai, acting karne mein fatt gayi'. Inspired by these lines, my next blog after a few days ........... The Art of Street Play.]

The Syndrome of the Unknown-Part 1

Coming soon ……..

Dont know

The Syndrome of Emotions

Time runs faster

 

[CAUTION:

1) The heading may give you completely wrong notions. The word 'Syndrome' is objectionable of course.

2)This post refers to a tiny field of emotions which may or may not relate to everyone, so please dont try to relate it forcefully.

3)'I' and 'me' dont refer to myself here!

4) Dedicated to those who are deeply suffering from this syndrome.

5) Have a nice emotional day!

]

I havent seen Kaminey yet, else I would have perhaps framed a whole series on its story and characters. So here I am, still floating over the waves of emotions in the oceans of thoughts and eternity, spoused with the rapid periodicity of dusks and dawns.

 

I say I am very emotional. What does that mean? Everyone in this world relishes emotions, good and bad. You may use the word ’sentiments’ rather than ‘emotions’. They must not be synonyms. Wait for a second! Then where do we use the word ‘feelings’ ! Thoughts occupy our souls for each and every moment of our consciousness. Thoughts which make us feel something should refer to ‘feelings’ I suppose. And why do I feel? Because I have got sentiments related to that thought. But …… why do I have sentiments involved? Because I am emotional? But I am emotional because I have an excess of feelings!

 

Chaos.

 

Is it really necessary to think that way? I mean, generally people dont think that way, but there DO EXIST people like me who think so much arbit and abstract. Unnecessarily. Wasting my time and the time of my friends as well.

 

Emotions are generally paired (by default) with sadness and gloom. I have got a complication in my life, I think about it. No, no, I ‘keep thinking’ about it. I start thinking basically, whenever I am free (free refers to the time when I am working, I am actually free from the complication then). I extend the time for a while, just a few more minutes, then I will go back to my work. I start thinking deeper …..

How things have gone till now, then how they are expected to happen. Wait! What if this doesnt happen …… and I start dreaming instead about what I dont want to happen, more and more, fantasicing each and every thing which may cause mental pain to me, which may create a tearful sympathy for me in my own eyes. I know this would never happen. I rebuke myself that I am wasting my trivial time on this frivolous crap. But you know, I am enjoying this process. This is not trivial, I say to myself.

 

Here is where the whole f****** problem lies. “I am enjoying the process”. I feel delighted when I see myself getting sc***** up in the vile hands of life. Why? Because it is definitely something far from reality, in the world of unfulfilled imaginations and perennial expectations. Something which makes me experience the feeling of being the torned off hero of the story. Something which makes me feel special, be it on the suffering side, be it on the positive side of all. I sense a few drops of water peeping out of my eye-lids, thats the time when i glance to my watch.

I return back to my reality.

This is the ‘Syndrome of Emotions’

How to cure this Syndrome?

 

* Enjoying negativity becomes a habit once you fail to stop it at elementary stage. Any habit is difficult to overcome. This syndrome can NOT be eradicated by doing excess of it.

* The universal truth remains that positivity and reality give far more happiness than negativity and fantacies. Anything which exists in happening directly affects your senses and actions while anything which you imagine can just alter your hormones momentarily. So if you want to waste your precious time in getting transient adrenaline rushes, better sing a song or have a dance rather than saturating your potential mind with rubbish imaginations.

* Speak less. Yes, this is something which even I am trying to improve within me. But whenever you speak, speak with passion! Speaking less wont accelerate your thoughts. On the contrary, it will give you more energy to focus. More be your energy to focus, more easily you stop yourself from dissolving into dreams.

* Take deep breaths whenever you feel being driven deep into thoughts. Breathing brings more life to the body, when you intentionally breathe deep, it abrupts negative thoughts and dreams.

* All these will work only if you are yourself willing to do them. The most crucial moment is the moment when we start dreaming. A little firmness at that moment will prevent you from going further. It is always hard to avoid temptations, but life works that way only! You are not the only one in this world who has got these problems!

* Last but not the least – Dont Think Too Much. Dont Analyse. Dont think about Right and Wrong at every moment of life. Take life as it comes.

 

Dont break the flow ………. just flow with it!

Next blog soon.

Snehil Basoya.

 

[All these tips and advices have been framed by the author on account of his own experiences and learning processes in far past]

Love Aaj Kal

Thoda thoda pyaar aa gaya

[ PS (Pre Script) :

1. Blog number 5
2. Sorry for delay.
3. This is one of the MOST boring blogs of mine till date.
4. It isn't long. Pics have increased the dimensions though.
5. Sponsored by Semester of Love by Himanshu Geed at  www.intutius.wordpress.com   ]
   

I want the copyrights from Imtiaz Ali. The reasons are as follows

• Throughout the movie, I saw Saif Ali Khan as me and Deepika ……… ( may be Harleen Kaur) , ya I saw Deepika too!

• The script writer has used excess of dialogues which have already been spoken by me in my real life. When I say it, I mean the complete word to word dialogues.

• Like any other fan, I too found the story significantly parallel to my own life.

I may definitely be among the rare point one percent lovers of the world who found ‘Love Aaj Kal’ awesome. My friends took no pain in pulling my legs when I came out of Select City Walk quiet and weeping. I gave Five Stars perhaps for the first time to some movie stuff. But you know what, I hate this one. The reasons are as follows

• Imtiaz Ali has got no right to play with the emotions of teenagers. He is well aware of the fact that he has portrayed what may be true for most of the people in this world. He has used the pain and agony of lovers to create a superhit movie.

• Harleen Kaur is so cute. This was never expected. She has no monopoly to kid with the hearts of Indian boys.

• Saif and Deepika cry so much. No lover in this world would like to see a couple crying that much. But they will still watch, to see a glimpse of their own.

Let me start the blog now!

Love is an essential dessert in our lives. But somehow, we make it a compromise – a compromise with ourselves. We want to be happy, to keep others happy, but in the process, we push our lives more into dungeons. We forget that love is as simple and delicate as ………………………….. . Rather, we make love a painful habit. We introduce so many complications and frivolous seriousness that it is no longer in a state to justify the beauty of it’s name “Love”.

Tears are acceptable in love, because they look so cute! What is not acceptable are the situations which cause these tears to overflow.

The first breakup of Veer and Meera was cool you know. Mature talks on lunch table, quicky and crispy, logical thinking (according to them!) and most importantly, on the spot decision and then, the breakup party!

This was the first time when i got a sense that may be Veer is me. And I got this sense again and again as the movie progressed.The separation was cool. Talking for hours on phone, setting status, gtalk, SMS non-stop and the way they all were executed in the movie were very much close to reality.

Its all about living in moments. Living each moment momentwise. We feel we shall take care of situations when they come, but when they actually come, we falter. Coz we had imagined just the upper surface of the situation. We never tried to associate with the moment associated with the situation. We feel we will take care of our sentiments, we are confident enough. But when the moment comes, we allow ourselves to be controlled by our hormones. The stillness, erratic blood circulation, silent eyes, low tempo voice, vulnerable senses, everything gets above normal when it comes to facing expected yet unexpected moments in love.

ye dooriyaan

When moments falter, we are left stranded how to decide. When things get clearer, they get more and more unclear. Whatever was thought of goes in deleted items. The moment requires us to decide on-the-spot. Not in position of deciding, we face the bitter truth that we werent prepared at all. The time stops, and moments begin to fly in vacuum. The stillness, stagnant blood circulation, statued eyes, feeble voice. We try to break the monotony, “The breeze is too good”, can be a good mood changer. We share a share of intentional smile. The decision still awaits.

Finally, the decision is taken.

Everything which was pre-assumed vanishes, here seems the rise of a new dawn. ‘Chor bazaari’  and ‘Main Kya Hun’ become a reality. Plans are made. We will do this. We wont be doing that.

Two days pass singing these songs.

Day three – another meeting.

Something is left behind. Something is still amiss, which doesnt allow to concentrate. Which doesnt permit to turn the eyes away from each other. Something which is incomplete. Something which in Meera’s words “nahi hona chahiye”. Kuch galat hai shayad. Some new things pop up. We are confident by now, having already made a “decision”. Another decision doesnt require much time.

A new beginning.

Few more days of peace.

Then many more days of erratic mental chaos. Meetings keep happening again and again, decisions keep on getting made. Problems keep on popping out. We end up giving such a situation a funny name called LOVE. The concept of multiple break-ups may seem trivial to many, but this is a happening truth among teenagers who think a lot, who think a lot about right and wrong, anticipations. Among those who are considerate, who wish for the happiness of each other.

You know what, many of us create mayhems in desperate attempts to keep each other happy! This is love aaj kal. Not just a love of KAL, but the love of AAJ, and will continue to be the love of KAL.

Ajj din chadeya

It is uncomparabily easy to say that take a decision and stick to it. This isn’t something just said and done. Sticking to a decision is a JEE every moment. These moments can prolong for months. Just count the agony faced by a lover when he ‘has to live through’ such moments -  infinite of them.

Love Aaj Kal is about versatility. Talking rubbish with each other for hours and whole nights, or may be arbit silence for the same amount of hours together. Why there exists a difference at different moments – I dont have an answer. Whatever i have learnt from Love Aaj Kal is as follows

• Love is good to be idealistic, but never loose the fun and frolic. Sometimes, problems are required to make situations complex and interesting. A couple must ensure that they must have a complexity arisen in their relationship at least once every two months. I am not joking, I am damn serious.

• It is indeed difficult to prevent questions like IF and SUPPOSE or MAY BE after taking a decision. But the truth is that a decision can sustain only if these questions and temptations are overcome.

• Listen to your heart, but if someone else can feel better without your intervention, then use your brain instead of it.

• Love is not a battle which results in victory or loss. In fact, complex and sentimental teenage love affairs prepare a human being to learn the basics so as to become strong enough to govern the tough life ahead (for eg. marriage) for so many years.

• And finally, with the course of time, I realised that the story wasn’t mine!

Jo bhi soye hain khabron mein unko jagana nahi

Aaja aaja dil nichodein

Raat ki matki fodein

Koi good Luck nikaalein

Aaj gullak to fodein ……………………

Next blog foon

Fnehil Bafoya.

[ Kaminey title track is perhaps better than Dhan Te Nan ]

Pyaar Mein Kabhi Kabhi

Is it wrong?

A sequel to Love, Guilty and Relations.

There is a thin line between desire and selfishness. But is there a similar line between desire and expectations? Are these two thought processes one and the same? Are they widely different?

For many days, I am writing a lot about expectations and love without expectations. Unconditional love which people might say. I have been advocating that love without expectations is the true love. But suddenly, a silent flood of questions have erupted within. This blog post is the first one in this series which doesn’t give a conclusion. Rather, it leaves me with infinity of unanswered queries for you all to solve.

For a person like me, concepts of right and wrong bother a lot. My morality and my ideals come into picture whenever to take a decision. Whenever I expect something, I at once stop myself from getting carried away. But whenever I desire, I cant stop myself from that! Suppose I desire to touch the hands of a girl, walk with her hand to hand, and I am well aware that she wont do that so thus I am not expecting her to do that. I keep the desire within me. Is it justified to have such a feeling? Is it really a desire or has it crossed the thin line of selfishness. In the sense that ‘I’ want to touch her, is it not selfishness at an elimentary stage?

Suppose I want to spend time with her. Is it same as thinking that she should spend time with me? I think there is a difference. I feel that if I have a desire to spend time with her, I am not selfish coz I want to give love to her, to take care of her, I want to see her happy. If I think that she should spend time with me, then I am selfish coz its about my happiness. But again, I am not sure this time if I am correct. I am confused.

When I ‘desire’ , am I really ‘expecting’ something from her, something which I feel is against my ideals. Sometimes I feel that I have the RIGHT to love her, isn’t that selfishness? I don’t know how to define these things. And right now I also don’t know whether I am right in a thought or wrong. I feel again and again that I am becoming a bad person when I began to think that “I” must love a girl. Is it really bad?

I don’t know.

Hoping for a satisfactory answer.

Snehil Basoya

[Well, the third sem has started in a pleasant way. Courses are really interesting, profs are good, books are good, room is good, time table is good, till now, even time management is good, a good opening afterall, nice to think that direction]

After one year ……….

Nostalgia

 

A nostalgia, a belongingness, so many thoughts to pen down. After a really long time, I am here writing something really about me. Something which justifies the title “I Am Myself”.

 25^th July is accelerating towards me, bringing a lot many cobwebs within my mind and heart, two of the things which have transformed drastically in the last one year …….. my first year at IIT-D. The poetic flow of memories is now ready to be sequenced down! Past two semesters gave me a base. Last three months gave me insight on that base. A lot of time to discover myself again.

 What have I learnt?

 *Acceptance

 Accept situations. Situations which come unexpected, good and bad. Situations which turn your life around. Situations which make you feel better than ever, which make you feel worse than ever. Situations which squeeze out the energy within you, which induce energy as a radical power. Accept everything.

 Accept people around you. Accept everyone as he or she is. Life doesn’t work by rejection. I may not be a believer of something, but if someone else believes it and has a valid reason for it, accept it. No one is bad. Everyone is good. Accept the person in your life with grace, with love.

 Accept results. Dont aim for them. Result is not in my hand, how I reach to it is definitely with me.

 *Work

 Hard work is never enjoyed! Coz when I work with enjoyment, it isn’t hard anymore! Work is the only way to live life. Work with eyes open. Work in a direction which is known to me. Work which satisfies me, not someone else. Work with passion. Then even rest is enjoyed at its best.

 *Friendship

 Everyone is a friend. Everyone can be made friend if he isn’t. Share your problems and gossips with a bunch of selected close friends. Maintain a pleasant and unintentional smile for the rest of the world! Friendship is strength. Satisfaction. Confidence. Belongingness.

 *Love

 I have already written a lot on it !!! Just for the sake of completeness here, love with love. Love with innocence. Love without pain, with happiness. Love with a sense of givingness, payingness. Love a girl without any expectations. Love ‘n’ number of girls. There is no rule. Love someone more, love someone less. Love your friends. Love your classmates. Love everyone and everything. Hatred will not destroy him any more, it will destroy me. Love your own world. Love yourself. Laugh on yourself. Cry on yourself. How you messed up things. How you created wonders. How you made someone smile. How you made someone cry. Love everything you did. Love with love.

 *Happiness

 Being happy for myself. Being happy for someone else. Be happy. Radiate happiness. Natural happiness, not artificial. Bring it from within. From depth, not from the surface. If happiness is required for a reason, let it be. If for someone else who needs your happiness, let it be. At the end, be happy, whatever the reason may be. There always exists one reason to be happy, no matter thousands of reasons to be sad.

 *Decide

 I once wrote, Life Demands Decisions. It is true. Far away from home, in my own world, where I am free to decide my course of life, where I am independent. I need to decide at every stage of life. Decisions may not be big. What to wear today. What to eat. When to eat. How much money to spend, not to spend. How much to talk on phone. How much to chat on gtalk. Every decision matters. Often time wastage is important, so that we realise the importance of time!

 Justify and be responsible for my own small decisions, and I will gain confidence for big ones. Put my opinion with confidence in front of all. Put aside fear. Decide myself and explain “why” to justify.

 *My limitations

 I cant be everything. I cant do everything. Every interest is not profession. Every profession is not life. Dance and Dramatics twenty four hours is not my life. Blogging every week is not my life. Working blindly for twenty hours a day is not my life.  I have my limitations. What I am capable of and what is my capacity – these are two different things.

 ………….. I didn’t write what I experienced, I just wrote what I learnt from them, coz that is more important and decisive for my next three years.

 What are my challenges?

 *Entering second year brings a sense of “bigness”. My biggest challenge is to remain the same “faccha” always for my wonderful seniors who love me.

 *Not to forget my strengths, not to get carried away by weaknesses.

 *My friends – I am fortunate enough to have loads of them. It feels nice when I always find someone saying a “hi” to me as I walk down to Insti. However, it doesn’t feel nice when I fail to keep a balance between so many of them, when I have to ignore one for giving time to another. Or when often I have to ignore many to give time to one. Balance between time devotion is my challenge!

 *Mumma and Papu. Not giving time to them was a mistake. I hope this doesn’t happen again.

 

I have learnt to learn life. To respect life and all the living creatures which this life has bestowed upon me. Lot many more challenges, lot much to see in near future. One year gone, three more to come. Bring them on !!!!!

 Next blog soon.

 Snehil Basoya.

Be Happy and GAY

For humanity's sake

[“A provision of law branding one section of people as criminal based wholly on states’ moral disapproval of that class goes counter to equality guaranteed in the Constitution. We declare section 377 of Indian Penal Code in so far as it criminalises consensual sexual acts of adults in private is violative of Articles 21, 14, and 15 of the Constitution.”

Delhi HC has come up with a historic judgement legalizing gay sex.

This blog is an opinion, not a debate as it may seem. I want to express my opinion of some of the counters which emerged out after the law was passed. No offences to any one.]

The Times Of India reads – “Gays are sick people, they should be send to hospitals”, Swami Ramdev. On behalf of the whole nation, I sincerely submit a humble request Swami ji to kindly frame some scintillating Yoga techniques which can “cure” these diseased people called gays. There were times when you advocated not going to hospitals thrusting that Yoga alone can solve a man’s uttersome miseries. Come on Swami ji, not just Gayness, I would also request to frame out some solution to the fatal problem of AIDS in the world. You are world famous I suppose. (Ofcourse, this was quite an out-of-context point introduced by me!)

How and why gays are sick people, he didn’t answer.

I am a decent fan of Swami Ramdev u know, for all his Yoga techniques which have cured millions worldwide. There is a difference between fan and follower. I am a follower to no one in this world, coz everyone has got some excellence and some of the rubbish sides.

Lalu Yadav too jumps into the cradle, saying that he is firmly against this order of Delhi HC. Why, came no answer, he repeats the same lines again and again.

Certain points have emerged in recent days.

“It is against all religions”.

Text would say “God doesn’t allow such phenomenon”. For all religious associations who have come up opposing the judgement, can you please let us talk to your God, so that we can ask him for a reason then. The judiciary is already convinced, the nation is getting convinced everyday, we are confident that your God will get convinced too.

God himself wasn’t writing these scripts, was he? There must be some sort of author or rule maker who had, in collaboration with many, framed the ancient religious manuscripts. Definitely there are things valid and justified in them, but is it true for  everything they mention? You don’t follow rules framed by today’s judiciary which are meant for today’s world, for today’s people and for the futuristic vision but you walk ahead to follow legislations written in religions which were framed thousands of years ago. Even that is not justified if one looks, coz LGBTs ( Lesbians, Gays, Bisexuals and Transgenders) are existing in this world right from the very existence. This is not a biological species which has got sprouted in a decade or so.

If someone believes in religion, he must also believe in religious stories! Lord Krishna had 16,100 queens (this is official number, mind it. Governments often hide the statistics). Numerous times, he incarnated as a woman, had sex with a king, gave birth to a heir and revived back to his original. Likes of Indra didn’t quite often show “morality” in that sense, for he often became a frog in a pond of bathing beauties and several disguising characters just on account of his lust. This is in reference to Hinduism. When we have accepted these anecdotes in our religion considering them as acts of a God, whats the issue with gays then.

“It is a crime.”

Sex is not a crime. Intimacy is not a crime. There should be a Fundamental Right of Sex too.

“It is against Indian Culture.”

For years, daily we get to hear the phrase Indian Culture. Alas, Indian Culture hasn’t got any documented constitution of its own. If there had been one, there would have been no debates on words like morality or culture or tradition. If LGBTs are against Indian culture, then they must be against each and every other culture of the world, coz its not that they are unevenly distributed in just some parts of the world. We have seen gays in movies as Englishmen doesn’t mean that we don’t have them in India. In India, we have hidden gays, coz till date it has been illegal and a crime to be a gay.

“It is unnatural and against nature.”

If sex is unnatural, than it’s a new shocking discovery for me. I don’t know if any constitution has defined sex as a male-female intercourse. Nature doesn’t say that a man has to be private with a woman only. If a man feels like going that way with another man or a woman going private with another woman, it is still “natural”. Still if we believe in intercourse as natural, likes of Ganeshji (for religious people who are against LSBTs) haven’t been born through natural means.

Whatever we feel to do, it is natural.

“It will affect society in an adverse way.”

What two men or two women are doing in a bedroom is definitely not going to “affect” the society, forget in an adverse manner. Having a gay or a lesbian between us in a market place isn’t going to affect the society except for a few curious glances across them. Dostana proved out to be a family movie, we are no more passive with kids regarding gays (Of course, a movie on lesbians wont be watches by families coz of promising exposure ………… Girlfriend was a big flop).

From today, a particular person would feel free to accept that he is a gay. Because he is no more a criminal in the eyes of judiciary. It would take time for the country to adjust. We need to understand that there is nothing to be afraid of a gay or a lesbian. It will take time when we will have them recognized be their name and not merely by this sheepish adjective called LSBT. It will take time for this hitherto sidelined and tiraskrit section of our society to understand their responsibility of not stooping to frustration or obscenity which may harm the society.

Lets welcome the new legislation.

Lets be Happy and GAY.

Next blog soon.

Snehil Basoya.

[ Comments are welcome! However, I wont be countering comments this time (I never do that ). Once I give my point again, you write again, and the debate can go for years. I have really got sick of debates in recent times. I have started believing in giving opinion for once and finish it off. Coz I think there is no point discussing something which cant have a conclusion, one side has to withdraw for a conclusion. I don’t know whether my philosophy is correct or not, what I know is that I am currently happy with such frame of mind.

Please post your opinion.]

Relations and Functions

[ A sequel to "Love: Reasons, Consequences and Repercussions" and "Was I Guilty?" ]

If you lack "Faith", then think again

The title should have been rather “Teenage Relations and Functions”. I have already written two posts on crushes, love and guilt. This one, meant to continue the quest, aims to ponder upon a few critical situations, some decision making moments, certain dilemmas and some “don’t’s” in tender, sweet teenage relationships.

Relations come into picture gradually with time. Your infatuation can turn into passionate love in a short period of time, it depends person to person, but for someone to engage into a relation, it definitely requires time. When do we know we are in a relation? Perhaps we don’t. We can very well realize that we are already in a relation without even having made a trace of commitment. And simultaneously, we can commit at an elementary stage and can realize later that it wasn’t a relation at all!

In fact, love and relations is such a domain that nothing can ever be generalized or bind into laws. Just a few things common in all the couples of the world, which is required to be in a relation and in love, but after that, its all an individuals affair. Every relation has got its own laws, own atmosphere, its own history and geography. However, you can very well learn and imbibe by comparing, finding similarities and framing your own analogies in relations!

Once in a relation, it takes time to build maturity. “Faith” is the soul of a relationship, as aptly said by my friend Ankur Gupta. If there ever exists any insecurity in a relation, be it due to your partner’s friendship with someone else or due to she living far away, or any reason, if there DOES exist an insecurity, it means the relation is still immature. Fine, you may say that these things are natural. But you cant accept to be immature just on the grounds that it is natural. There are so many situations in this world which are ‘natural’ and happen with everyone, but we don’t do them just for an apt reason that we know its wrong.

The moment you develop insecurity is a crucial one, coz it can either make you a responsible partner or can drive you away in winds of chaos and an unstable relation. Just look at this situation-

“You develop a sheer sense of nervousness and insecurity with your partner due to some reasons. Knowingly or unknowingly, you start making situations more and more complex by getting overpossessive rather than dealing things with responsible communication and maturity. You start giving orders; you EXPECT a lot; you frame your mindset in a negative way; you impose more and trivial immature compulsions on each other and blah blah blah ……..”

The relationship looses the ‘charm’ which had once brought this relationship into existence. The charm of love, the charm of sweetness is all lost in blind attempts to insure that your partner is still yours. The relation looses love and the love looses friendship, and in my personal opinion (subject to interjection) it is perhaps impossible to reimprovise the same friendship which triggered the course of today. I am referring not to friendship, it can definitely be revived. I am referring to “same” friendship which I feel, can never be.

Possessive?

In a relation, if you are possessive, it is no more something which may be called as love. When we are possessive, its because of a deep down the heart fear. When we have fear, it means there is an inbuilt feeling of untrust. We don’t come to know when these all feelings came into us, they came with the course of time when we were busy scratching over questions like – “Agar aisa ho gaya to”, “agar aisa nahi hua to”. If there exists such a feeling, it’s a relationship minus love.

If we are in a relationship with a feeling of being dependent on our partner, its again, something devoid of love. When I am in love, I simply cant EXPECT something from my beloved. If expectation is there, then its not love. I will love her or him no matter he or she loves me or not, and most importantly, I wont be expecting him or her to love me! Coz once I start thinking whether she loves me or not, I change my mindset from ‘her’ to ‘me’. Whether she loves ME becomes more important than whether I love her. My priority is ME not HER. At that very moment, love for her vanishes.

If you are really in love, you cant order your partner, rather, you will allow him or her to follow what he or she feels like. Ofcourse, you can never ORDER someone coz a person himself has got a right over him. If you are in love, you wont be putting boundations on your relation, rather, you will make your relation flexible and subject to changes of the rules you follow among yourself. When we DEPEND, we feel that we cant do something without him or her, than we are making ourselves week. In fact, when we are week, where is that person who used to love that partner with so much strength!

I once read in a news about an answer by a Miss India in her final round. The question was, “Who is a spouse?” . She answered, “A spouse is not one who completes you, a spouse shares your completeness”. This answer is justified in my opinion.

Relations don’t have to be made just for the sake of making one. “I need a girlfriend”, I have heard a lot saying this and honestly speaking, there have been many times when I myself have spoken out these words. These are moments when we forget that every person is a Myself of his own.

A Relation just comes into being, as an outcome of friendship or love. It has no beginning or end.

Relation is not about spending loads of money on your partners, keeping each other “intentionally” happy, insuring that your partner is simply yours, thinking that you cant live without her or him.

Relation is about respecting each other’s opinion (mutually), relation is about imparting freedom and allowance, relation is all about “faith” – keeping, maintaining and inducing. Relation can sustain only if your love is “deep”.

A true love is one when I don’t have expectations. When I don’t have fears. When I enjoy being alone not by missing her, but by being with myself. A true love is one when we find ourselves the strongest on earth, not that we are week in her absence.

My views in this post may appeal to a few that they were quite different from the way I defined love in “Love: Reasons, Consequences and Repercussions”. Indeed, they are different. Which one is true! The previous one wasn’t wrong anywhere. It was indeed, true love. The only difference being that it had childishness, a kiddish sweetness and will to enjoy pain, something you enjoy experiencing new. It was definitely a situation where there exists immaturity. I feel that a little bit of immaturity is necessary so that we learn!

But yes, when we are mature enough, we are never bothered of outcomes. We live life to its fullest !!!!!!

When I have no one around, I am not lonely, I am alone ………… with Myself.

Because I Am Myself.

Next blog soon.

Snehil Basoya

[A few people have told me that I write my blogs in order to convey my views to a particular person or persons. See, there is no doubt in the fact that there is definitely someone as an inspiration behind my each blog. I mean, there are always some people at the back of my mind while I write. Of course, I don’t write fiction, I write what I have experienced and learnt.

I write blogs on these topics coz I want to see people around me handling situations the same way I have done successfully and NOT mishandling situations as I have done unsuccessfully. In short, I want to share both my good decisions and bad decisions. The point is not that which decision of mine was right and which was wrong. I hope from now onwards no one thinks that way.

Regards.

Snehil ]

The Longest Comment Ever on my Blog

Posted by Tarun Kaushik on The Life and Works of Mahendra Singh Dhoni

 

Ah! A post on cricket, specially on Dhoni, I can’t miss to comment here. People keep on saying that Dhoni is a great captain. Dhoni has been greatest. But India’s victories don’t mean that. Australia has won two world cups under Ponting. That’s the biggest achievement any captain could have. They won almost everything under him. Does that mean he is the best captain? No. He was winning because he had people like McGrath, Gilchrist, Hayden who won most of the matches on their own.

Same is the situation with India. India is winning most of the matches due to it’s resources. Captaincy does play an important part, but I don’t think Dhoni has done anything exceptional. Today Aussies must be thinking for sure whether forced retirements of people like Hayden and Gilchrist really helped? I mean it. It was definitely forced. Though they decided on their own. Same is the case with Kumble and Saurav here in India. If we consider Dhoni’s achievements.

First biggest achievement: Indian wins T20 World Cup 2007 It was mainly due to Yuvraj’s innings against Oz and England that India could reach the finals. Cause in both the cases, victory was marginal. Secondly in Final , Porkistan at one stage needed 54 of last four overs with just 3 wickets remaining. Even then they reached so close. They only miss-by 5 runs due to Mis-bah. That’s what you call as inexperience, shown by both India and Misbah.

Second biggest achievement: India wins tri-series against Oz. India won both the finals only due to magical innings by Sachin. Century in first and quick 91 in second. It was at a time when Dhoni had thrown Dravid and Ganguly out of the team. Dhoni’s statements before the final “ People in India may say, Sachin is the best player in India. But currently it is Gauti and Yuvi who form more important and crucial part of the team.” Dhoni’s statement after final “You have to think twice before saying something about Sachin” Did he really think twice. A captain is never expected to give such statements about such a great player before the crucial final. Now in T20 he makes mockery of himself. In his introduction when he comes to bat he says: Favourite shot: Reverse sweep off fast bowlers Favourite player: Sachin Tendulkar Everyone knows even Munaf Patel wouldn’t play reverse sweep of fast bowler. That shows how serious he was.

Third biggest achievement: India wins test series against Australia. With fab 5, India was already on a winning streak. They hadn’t lost any series in recent times. Except series in Oz, everyone knows why. Dhoni so far has hit just one century in tests. I don’t remember any match winning or match saving Innings by Dhoni in any format of the game in last two years. ====================

“If you believe in God, then of course God keeps equal positives and negatives. ” At first glance, I thought you meant Sachin Tendulkar. I hope you didn’t. Cause if you did, I would like to say, Sachin has kept only positives when it comes to Indian Team under Dhoni.

“Anil Kumble has been exception of course. He being a bowler is one of the reasons. Failures highlight more when you are batting” You think that way? That’s not true. Bowling captains are criticized less because there are far too less bowling captains. Kumble was a great captain. The way he handled the post Sydney Test situations was amazing. I don’t expect any other captain in the whole world who can carry his team, the way Jumbo did. And the good thing is that his own performance always got better when he had captaincy to handle as well. IPL Final 4/16 in 4 overs is an example

“Dhoni continues to follow the legacy (Ganguly’s)”. I don’t think so. Ganguly was slow, but he never struggled in stroking shots. He had class. Dhoni is pretty unorthodox player with least display of technical skills. It had to happen. You can’t stand for a long time just with your form.

“Add wicket-keeping and Dhoni becomes comparable to Smith now.” What are you saying man. Dhoni’s wicket keeping has always been in question. In recent World Cup, he missed so many chances. Easy run outs, stumpings, as well as catching. It was just that India’s victories overshadowed his weaknesses in keeping.

“Dhoni is a national villain when he drops an easy run out chance against England” Even against West Indies, dhoni missed easiest chance possible to get Bravo out when he was at a score less than 20. And he then went on to score 66 of 42.

“Harbhajan dropped it too, but lets ignore Harbhajan for discussions, Dhoni is lot interesting” In that match, Dhoni missed two wides by Bhajji, which cost India 10 runs (both went for four) Even the Harbhajan’s stats were 4-0-30-3 (It would have been 4-0-22-3) He performed brilliantly with ball. While Dhoni made 30(20) It looks good. But fact is that 2 fours scored by him were edges, and one four of the last ball… Rest 18(17) when India required over 9 an over.

 ”lets recognize him as an Indian Captain who needs support from us.” I was biggest supporter of Dhoni, till the moment he threw Saurav and Dravid out of the team, even when Ganguly had scored highest runs in last calendar year among Indians, and was second after Kallis in the world. 

Well, probably this is the biggest comment, I have written so far in my life. And I know that there are too many people who support Dhoni even now, and surely the number will increase once India starts winning again. But I seriously doubt we will be able to see the Dhoni who once made 183* and 148(against Pak)

Well I didn’t write it with emotions at all (except calling Sachin God, infact that too is truth).

 Tarun Kaushik

a sincere request to all readers …………… this comment should get maximum number of comments.

The previous record is held by “Love”. Comments are must.Around 30-40 should work. This comment has motivated me to write more posts on Cricket. I will definitely do that in near future.

But you know what, i am habitual of writing boring stuff like love and relations and philosophy of life, so from now onwards, i welcome such interesting and full of “reasoning” comments, which definitely would make my blog interesting for everyone and all.

This is the first time i have got a Masala post on my blog .

Snehil Basoya

[ PS for Tarun: You can comment too! No offences to anyone ]

The Life And Works of Mahendra Singh Dhoni

[A lot many have already started thinking of what comment they are going to post. Dhoni is a topic on which everyone has an opinion. I will TRY to reply to their comments]

 I decided to write a post after India’s loss to West Indies, when whole of the country seemed to be crushing Mahendra Singh Dhoni,, blaming him for the loss. But I waited for the India-England encounter – Dhoni became a bigger villain. I once again decided to wait for India-South Africa, and India came to its favourite past time – burn the effigies of Mahendra Singh Dhoni.

 I wont be showering praises on him, criticism is something which I have got fed up of in recent days. I know I write a lot of arbit stuff in my blogs, this one will not be an exception. Perhaps a first of its kind analysis of a cricket scenario.

Firstly, I am really happy for India to get squeezed out so miserably from World 20-20. You know what, cricket wasn’t any more interesting, India had got a rare habit (it doesn’t suit India) of winning continuous matches in recent months. Life was getting so boring. For the first time in my life, I was witnessing an Indian team, which couldn’t stop winning. Team India before Dhoni was much better you know, they won as well as lost, thus keeping intact the interest and modest expectations of the country’s cricketing fans. The World Cup loss was a pleasant surprise in this respect. Ofcourse, I didn’t loose anything with India’s loss !

 Secondly, if India would have reached Semis, I couldn’t have tolerated another 20-20 match, and by chance if they could have made it to finals, I would have to watch it too, for when the whole world watches finals, you cant sit empty hand on gtalk. More than fifty 20-20 matches in two month IPL are more than monotonous and resourceful utilisation of time for an average cricket fan. This 20-20 World Cup just after IPL was like a few more ice creams and choco fudge after eating tens of them. Some parents do that with kids so that they don’t ask for it any more the next time.

 Now coming finally to MSD, I would like to begin with a spiritual note – Everything is balanced in life. If you believe in God, then of course God keeps equal positives and negatives. If you don’t, then you have got this nature and moreover, this universe to keep a balance of one’s life. When Mahendra Singh Dhoni scored 183 against SriLanka, there had to be a day when he witnesses a similar innings from behind the stumps. When he won streaks of matches for India batting second by scoring quick-fire half centuries, there had to be a period when India would loose short of targets, with Dhoni a witness. Success is a flow, when it breaks, you are lost. Coz then you have to search for a new way and approach for reviving your success. No one helps you this time, coz it was the nature and universe which helped you rise, it wont help you again and again.

 Indian captains, time and again, have always been through facing missiles of criticism. (Anil Kumble has been exception of course. He being a bowler is one of the reasons. Failures highlight more when you are batting). Sourav Ganguly faced non-comparable mental fatigue of criticism when he used to score his forty-ball twenties in one dayers. Dhoni continues to follow the legacy.

 Perhaps situations with Dhoni are a bit more worse. Since he has started playing, he has got an awkward fan following – major lot of the fans praise him when he score runs, but when he doesn’t, they say Dhoni hasn’t got class like Tendulkar or Dravid or Ganguly. I believe that Dhoni scores runs without any class, this in itself is a class of him ! He has his own style of scoring runs, with his peculiar powerful shots. Fans have been double-minded with Dhoni. They hope Dhoni to score runs, but everyone wants to be the first one to speak against him.

 When he leads India, he has shown with performance that he has got temperament to lead a side, even other captains have certified it. India hasn’t got a young (in experience) captain for years. South Africa throned Greame Smith as the skipper when he was 22. Today, he has already led his side successfully for seven years (without winning a major all-nations tournament). Greame Smith is lucky not living in a fanatic nation like ours. You would argue that Smith has got excellent batting skills much better than Dhoni. Add wicket-keeping and Dhoni becomes comparable to Smith now. Smith isn’t getting “miserable” criticism. Just because coach Kirsten is inert to media (everyone cant be Chappel) , Dhoni automatically becomes the receiving end of hour long discussions on tea-stalls, free period and interval discussions in schools, dinner tables (matches are broadcasted on prime time), newspaper editorials and Aaj Tak special reports (People don’t like discussing bowlers like Zaheer or Harbhajan, batsmen in India are more interesting).

 I heard a child laughing on other saying “tera Dhoni nahi chala”. Perhaps Dhoni failing was more important to him than India’s loss, coz he didn’t say that “our India couldn’t win”. He found a small victory for him over Dhoni’s fan in the atmosphere of India’s loss. Not only children, we adults too follow the same course. We want instant results.

 Just start a small agitation with a few people and you get a golden chance to come on TV, courtesy news channels. World Cup gave us a new reason to burn effigies on roads, Live and Exclusive.

Effigy burning can provide respite to dying poverty-ridden people on roadsides, Decembers in India result in hundreds of deaths due to sheer cold. Hope India looses Champions Trophy, at least we can have respite from weather for a few weeks.

 “What Dhoni could have done ….”, said a news report. You cant change something from the past, pure wastage of time and resources.

 Dhoni is no more a name, it has become an adjective in our country. Dhoni is a debate. Dhoni is a blog. Dhoni is a column in magazine. Dhoni is an interview by a previous captain. Dhoni is a national villain when he drops an easy run out chance against England (Harbhajan dropped it too, but lets ignore Harbhajan for discussions, Dhoni is lot interesting).

 Star Cricket airs ads of Aircel and Reebok whenever Dhoni gets out. Ofcourse, except him, no Model-Actor cricketer was a part of 20-20 team. Even Sehwag was home. (however, this is an established truth that Aircel ads are a lot ridiculous). Ofcourse, now Dhoni may think of reducing his adverts. It’s a good sign.

Indian cricketers have gone through a lot many outcomes in past after facing ditches. They perish like Mohammad Kaif, they return after years of exile like Ashish Nehra, they make the greatest comebacks like Saurav Ganguly, they face shame like Azharuddin and Jadeja.

 Greg Chappell gave India a new Saurav Ganguly. Hope this World Cup and coming West Indies tour give India a new Mahendra Singh Dhoni. I sincerely hope India loose on this tour ………….. Dhoni needs to learn the adversities of life. Life cant be easy and in your favour everytime.

Lets stop criticisms, discussions and gossips on Mahendra Singh Dhoni, lets recognize him as an Indian Captain who needs support from us.

 Cheers.

Next blog soon.

Snehil Basoya.

[ I am really bad at convincing people who talk with emotions rather than reasoning. Same case with comments! ]

Radially Inwards

The World is Waiting!

[ Summer Vacations give you a lot of time to think arbit stuff! ]

Someone asked me just a few hours back – What are you going to write in Radially Inwards ? I answered ………. I will let you know when I write !

The concept is quite peculiar, I mean the very concept of “radial” and then, associating it with outwards and inwards. I feel that Radially Inwards is far more justified than Radially Outwards in its concept.

This is not a spiritual blog, firstly, I wont be writing much on that and secondly, I myself don’t know much about that! However, I do believe that in the world we live in, we are surrounded by infinite waves of varying wavelengths and frequencies. The waves, which are generated by our thoughts. The waves which are generated by our each and every action. Somewhere around us in the atmosphere, everything gets stored perhaps. This is my personal belief, far from any possible interjection.

We have got so many positive as well as negative situations (with respect to some other situations which we think in our own opinion) and consequences around us everyday. It may be feeling happy to receive your girlfriend’s phone call or feeling irritated when the same connection interrupts !! Even not waking up on time can make us irritated at times. These situations make us think positively or negatively accordingly and we get surrounded by new set of wavelengths every moment.

More be the positive wavelengths around us, more will we attract more of them!

Its all about gaining positive energy from all around us and imbibing in ourselves. Hence the title – Radially Inwards.

I cant gain energy by doing something extraordinary. Its just about keeping things “simple”. I can work extremely hard to score marks in CYL 110, I can cover up whole syllabus, do lot many problems and even be a teacher to my friends. Even then it may happen that I wont score much and may be even far below my other mates. Marks are not in my hand, nor is the result of any of the life’s situations. Sometimes, even the best of our plans fail leaving us wondering how can that happen. There are various things in this world and life which don’t have a reason, you just have to ACCEPT them to move forward.

If I have got positive energy, I wont get bothered by these matters at all.

I will act as a reflector, such that all the negative anticipations would reflect back from my personality. In that case, perhaps, I will get the victorious tag.

Its about keeping a broad thought processor. Its about keeping myself neutral to surroundings (from surroundings, I mean outcomes). If you love a girl and later you come to know that she already loves someone else, then that’s a situation which was not in your hand. Just put your point of view in front of her and finish it off. You cant afford to waste your time regretting your feelings. Just take it as a nice experience! Thank that girl for all the beautiful and painful moments which she gave to you unknowingly and start a new day. Whether she loves someone else or not cant decide the course of your own life! Its my life after all, my happiness need not depend on the decisions of a girl. You cant be stagnant in life ……….. it’s a marathon. Its all about keeping yourself positive. Its about having a dynamic and ever increasing storage of positiveness in ourselves from everywhere.

If ever engaged in a ruffle with someone and you come across your ego this time, if you think yourself correct and superior than the other one, if you think the other one should ask for a sorry, if you feel your ego would make you feel proud when the person says sorry in front of you, and in the process of waiting and waiting for his sorry, your negativeness starts overcoming you, just say sorry yourself and finish it off! The other person would be more than obliged. Just have a confident discussion putting your views in front of each other, and the bonding would be much more adhesive. I have done that, and mind it, asking sorry is one of the most precious moments of your life.

Its all about eliminating all those things from life which may cause irritation. Its all about keeping myself happy, not artifially, but internally. Someone getting second rank in school may be the most dissatisfied, someone getting 41 may be the happiest person of the class. The results in life are never in my hand, they will never be. Its all about how I react to them, whether I attract positiveness or negativeness.

I deleted my account from facebook owing to meaningless devotion of time. I am extremely happy then after.

There have been a plenty of arbit thoughts, yet I would like to summarise, something which I have started following ( and experiencing) a lot in last few weeks–

The key is ACCEPTANCE. The more you Accept life and its games, more you gain Positive Energy from your surroundings ……… Radially Inwards!

Next blog soon.

Snehil Basoya

[ I feel that may be I wasn’t able to put up my thoughts into proper sequence or in a proper readable interesting format. Still, lets keep life simple and acceptable, Lets read it! ]

Radially Outwards

Stressed

Life isn’t that complex, is it? I mean, we live our everyday lives, days pass and pass everyday! We carry with us a huge pile of past events which, we think, may affect our lives in near future. Past events which govern our thought process in the present. These are the past events which initiate our emotions, which in turn, initiate our thoughts, which in turn, initiate our actions. Do we really act the way our thoughts ask us to do ? We think about what HAD happened. We think about what MAY happen. But we never think what IS happening.

Since we are already engaged in our HADs and MAYs that we completely forget that our IS which was a MAY a moment before, in no time, has transformed into HAD.

The old MAY is the new IS. There is still time to make the new IS worthy enough, but alas, we get entangled in a new thought – a thought which starts analysing the lost HAD which was an IS just a moment before!

For a moment, you will forget the apprehensions of MAY, you don’t have time for that, too busy in your HAD. Suddenly you will realize that a new MAY is soon going to be your IS. You will try to forget your HAD. But your inability wont permit you for that. You, in a riffle of chaos, get set go for your MAY. Your HAD is calling you from behind. You try not to listen, but you turn back again, you loose your speed. Perhaps you begin enjoying HAD, irrespective of its harshness. You enjoy thinking how you f***** up that precious IS, you think and think, and you loose another “about-to-be” existence of IS. You then loose your power of identifying HAD, IS and MAY.

Is life really that complex?

We often enjoy feeling a lot of feelings. We loose the existence of our own existence in a flurry unknown. We create vacuums in lives, we get too hardcore for happiness to enter even the closest of our vicinities.

Is life really that complex?

Life is me. Its me who is, after all, thinking of my HADs and MAYs. Only I am governing my emotions, creating my thoughts and acting in my actions. My past, present and future, all is within an embodiment named ME! If I am the one who is governing myself, then what’s the problem man, I mean, in that case when I am my governor, can life really be complex?

We think as if this world is governing us, in fact, in advanced thought process, we think as if this ‘life’ is governing us. The fact, however, lies in the fact that we ourselves have the potential to govern the world. Not in the sense of ruling it, but in the sense of ‘governing’ it in our direction.

Life is about simplicity. Simple things make us happy and we aren’t aware of that. For eg, I may say that I enjoyed a lot while in shopping malls and watching movies, but I will get much bigger sense of enjoyment in drinking a glass of water and lying on the bed after a tiring session of travelling. I say to myself, ‘ Aaj kitna mazaa aaya’. So Diplamatic of me! Either I am a fool of not being able to recognize happiness or I am a lier to myself, that despite knowing the truth, I keep myself in disguise. Either case, my life deserves to be complex. (Mind it guys, I am not speaking against travelling and chilling out). Its about how I am perceiving situations in my own opinion.

Simple things, simple thoughts, simple emotions, simple actions make life so simple. Our perspective about life may be different individually. For me, life should provide happiness. For me, life should reduce complexity. For me, life can also be reducing sorrows. Whatever, it depends, and it is NOT a debatable topic. You cant debate on one’s opinion towards life.

Life is about keeping things simple. Why to introduce complexity when everything depends on us. I am not saying that I can control the world. I am definitely saying that I can control myself. You can counter that there are several situations in this world which aren’t under our control. That’s true. Even if the world presents me with unexpected situations, its again upto me how I take it. It depends on me how to think and act accordingly. That is a field where the world can NOT definitely interfere, something which is in my control.

In this case, I don’t think life can be complex.

However I do think that a complexity should sometimes be created intentionally just for the sake of having one! Life doesn’t need to be a monotony after all. If its in my hand to take the life as I wish, why not to make it somewhat complex, to experience, to learn, to be versatile and to mould your character in experimental ways.

When our lives become complex, our energy of body and mind doesn’t concentrate in one direction. It dissipates and gets wasted outwards from us, in various of our activities not meant to be oriented to us, creating a complex aroma all around. It is radial, gets dissipated for no use in whole space.

What I need is – concentration of my energy within myself.

Next blog – “Radially Inwards”, on a much positive note!

Coming soon.

Snehil Basoya.

Outlook

Someone is innocent

The auto came to a hault at the red light below the IIT Delhi flyover. It was a burning afternoon two days after the Majors. The groaning of engines and clouds of exhaust could bring anyone into nausea. As I continued wiping my sweat, a little boy, presumably around 10 years of age, came to me with his feeble voice. He spoke within himself and I couldn’t understand his wordlings. He held half-a-meter long pile of books and Novels with him.

Five Point Someone

Three Mistakes of My Life

God of Small Things

The White Tiger

The Alchemist

Around the World in 80 Days

Godfather

A Brief History of Time

These were around half of the books whose names I could remember and sustain. (I have read just three of them). The boy wore a semi-dirty T-shirt which portrayed “Outlook- The Weekly News Magazine” .They would have been the sponsors, I guessed.

Sponsors of what? I asked me.

Sponsors of street beggars I suppose, promoting them from beggarship to sale of books. Was their a scarcity of salesmen? Young salesgirls could have been much better than these kids I suppose. Cheap labour, I answered to my own question.

Did this promotion improve the “status” of the kids? Yes, I answered without a thought in no time. But then, something else striked.

Here’s the rub – How many illiterates for each literate in India?

The signal turned green and five of the 10-year old “entrepreneurs” ran to the borders through the geared up traffic as I turned back to see them. It hit me as if I was waving a god bye.

I am a huge fan of Slumdog Millionare. I had enjoyed watching and smiling on portrayal of beggar kids on Mumbai roads in the movie. Awesome movie, I would say to myself. Was it justified for me to think that way, I asked myself that day.

Turning from the narrative “I” to using “We” here onwards. We all come across numerous beggars, poor, hungry and deprived in our daily lives. Hardly we pay attention to them. Some don’t even look. Some of us look, then ignore. Some of us look, then ignore but then once again tend to look. Some feel sory for them. Some of us feel internally that may be it’s a worldly rule of division in society and we cant do anything. We leave the situations as it is, on their own, either waiting for some idealistic miracle to happen, or understanding that this is the rule of the world.

Thousands of autos pass the same way through 1000 traffic junctions in Delhi. Today, 60,000 beggars glorify the roads of Indian capital.

Chief Minister Shiela Dikshit said- “All beggars in Delhi will be eliminated before Commonwealth Games.”

Our country needs a Commonwealth Games in every city for the construction of Metros and removal of beggars.

We may easily say regarding the beggars “they are unlucky”. Shouldn’t we say “we are lucky enough”!

I definitely feel the latter. I am lucky being an IITian. Rather, I must say, I am FORTUNATE to live in a world of fans, tubelights, clothes, food and home. Today, kids are deprived even of these basic necessities. Just go out of IIT-D Hostel Gate and walk a few metres right to witness the exuberance.

I am Fortunate to enjoy the privilege of being in the Top 2000 cream of my age in India. I am Fortunate enough to get all beneficiaries from my parents. I am Fortunate to have friends and experience friendships. I am Fortunate that I am writing a blog. And I am Fortunate to feel and have access to the most beautiful moments and wonders of this world.

A kid made to beg on roads doesn’t enjoy any of such a luxury. He doesn’t live the life of a kid, he is destined to live the life of a beggar. And a beggar has no life. He simply lives because he got born through his parents unfortunately. He lives lifelessly.

Unfortunately, none of the beggars would have access to internet. Even if they had one, none of them would have got my blog address to post a comment. Even if they knew that, they don’t  know how to read my blog and how to press a key on a keyboard to post a comment. Why would they press a key? They don’t even know what is an alphabet and how sentences are framed in English. They definitely must be knowing what is a sentence. After all, they have got typical sentences to urge the passers-by. They repeat sentences hundreds of times in a day.

Beggars are a lot different from the needy. At most busy traffic junctions, beggars earn 450 rupees a day; a wage worker at a construction site earns a “dihaadi” of rupees 80.

I feel as if as we grow up, we loose our innocence and a natural perspective towards the world. Our perspective gets governed by the world instead. I never vacanted a seat in a city bus for a lady, why, I don’t know. There ARE several small things which I CAN do in this world for its benefit, I won’t be getting a reward for them, nor I have the right to expect one. I will never give money to a beggar, but I can definitely buy a flower bunch from a kid. I will spend a lot of money on cold drinks and beverages, but I can definitely give a one-rupee toffee to such a kid. It won’t be a donation, it will be an affectionate gesture, something missing from their lives. I will surely ignore eunuchs (I don’t know if I am using appropriate word), but I will surely give money to an aged lady unable to walk.

I think I was no wrong in enjoying Slumdog. I actually appreciated the movie and the effort put up by the director in portraying Indian misery in such a great way. Oscar went to the movie, not to the misery of Indian beggars.

Its an appeal to all to be justified in your choice of concern- The next time you come across someone at the traffic light, be the judge yourself. If you feel he is a “beggar”, move on ………… but if you feel he is a “needy”, Go For It !!!!!!!

The Outlook needs to be mature !

Next blog soon

Snehil Basoya.

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star !

[Inspired by Abhishek’s latest post …….. Gaining Perspective]

The young and daring scions of Indian democracy are well set to fly with their new jobs, demanding crores of expectations, naturally extracting loads of media attention. Bringing dynamism and a fresh rapidness in Indian political arena, political leaders today are bridging the gaps between India and Bharat, thus, evoking with success the Indian Youth for active participation in society and democracy. I am a fan of lot of them, so this post is an expression of portrayal, tributing thanks, raising a bit of concern and anticipating success of some of those whom I consider the young torch bearers of coming generation Indian Politics.

Of course, I wont take to including Rahul Gandhi ! Not that I don’t consider him in this league, rather, just because we all have already had enormous discussions, praises, criticisms and analysis over this ADJECTIVE named Rahul Gandhi, that I should prefer not stooping to yet another repetition of my favourite politician. So here are the (remaining) Top 5 from my parcel (rankwise)-

Sachin Pilot – A political figure among Top 50 Handsome Men of India is bound to grab attention, and Sachin Pilot does no less. One of the rarest Privet Plane Licence holder pilots in India, and former St. Stephens Archery and Shooting captain, Sachin Pilot derives an aura of political statement with style statement. An element of coolness.

Sachin Pilot

With more and more MBA holder MPs coming into sight, he is one of them. However, with his first tenure in the Ministry in IT sector, his management skills are yet to be remarked. But given his past track of beneficiary works as an MP, its difficult to think in a negative vector.

As a prominent Gurjar leader of Rajasthan, his biggest success came when he played a significant role in initiating the negotiations between Raje government and Kirodi Singh Bainsla to sort out the situations and advocated for rational, constitutional solutions. His biggest failure, in my opinion, came side by side too, when he failed in suppressing the violent accord of his people and moreover, gave leniency to Bainsla, which later proved no fruitful.

Communication sector hopes to flourish under his reign in such times of recession. It would be interesting to see his role in Rajasthan politics regarding Gurjar revivement and how he keeps a balance between his community’s hopes, his own brand image and economic hereabouts. A lot to achieve Pilot, Rock On !!

Omar Abdullah – The man who resigned from the Ministry once because he was offended with the way Gujarat riots were being misdealt (in his opinion). He is presently the Chief Minister of Jammu and Kashmir, couldn’t have asked for a more difficult job in India! I remember if I listened to someone apart from Rahul Gandhi during the Nuclear Deal Trust Vote, it was him. And mind my words guys, Omar Abdullah’s words make you think again and again on secularism and religion in India.

Omar Abdullah

His anger on Kashmiri Muslims being blamed frivolously for hinderances in Amarnath Shrine still makes the concrete reason of shear hatred with BJP. If someone has the Single Handed ability to compel Parvez Musharraf to engage in a formal talk, if someone drives lakhs of Kashmiris with his unnoticed active ambience, a person who, with utter maturity, is representing Kashmir in New Delhi rather than representing New Delhi in Kashmir, it is Omar Abdullah.

Criticisms can never cease in a place like Kashmir. The Awaam requires to be patient and supportive. Terror cant be abolished in a day, it needs a system and Omar is bringing that required system in Kashmir through his mobile policies, giving more attention to economy and social life. Belief is the need of the hour, I hope it continues for long.

Milind Deora- Now that was a blunder confusion ! Murli Deora is our Petroleum minister not his son Milind Deora, and for days I was dwelling in such a hypocrisy considering Milind as a minister . Sometimes, your mind goes blank and the same happened to me. Sorry for inconvenience !

Milind Deora

Milind Deora is one of those shrewd politicians who have got politics in legacy from their fathers. Boston graduate in Political Science, he gives radical thoughts and views on political scenarios.

Jyotiraditya Scindia – His and his father’s name have hitherto spoken for him to the masses.Its time now for him to prove his mettle in the Commerce Ministry. He is the only one among his league who has got experience from UN Economic Development Cell.

Jyotiraditya Scindia

Scindia comes from one of the most royal families of the country. Perhaps I am expecting the maximum from him, keep Rocking !!!

Varun Gandhi- “ Jo haath Hindu pe uthega, wo haath Varun Gandhi kaat daalega.” These words created lot more chaos than imagined. Varun Gandhi emerged suddenly into limelights and robbed all media attraction towards himself.

Varun Gandhi

You may definitely be wondering how come I included him in this league when someone ideologically contrasting Omar Abdullah has already been taken in. This man has no ego (or shame, whatever word you may use) in touching each and every feet in his public gatherings. He has got excellent talent in taking into his words the public which he addresses. I never expect him to be leading in secular norms in any of the near future, STILL, in lieu of his aggression and sudden emergence in political arena, we may expect him to take a major role as a mascot of BJP after the reigns of election debacle. It seems he is definitely going to work for his constituency, keeping intact his stringent RSS type mindset.

A leader who brings some dynamism and tough competition in presently dull scenarios is definitely welcome!

……………. A few requests for the readers-

• Kindly don’t put up much points of criticism, they would be there, I know, varies from personal perspective about a leader.
• The moto of the post was just to highlight a few prominent Youth Leaders of today’s India and Bharat.
• There are several other leaders too ………. Navin Jindal, Agatha Sangma and many others are on their quick toes in their respective directions.
• “Healthy” comments are welcome !

Next blog soon.

Snehil Basoya

“Was I Guilty?”

Floods of Emotions

Was I Guilty?

[ A sequel to Love: Reasons, Consequences and Repercussions ]

( DISCLAIMER: As mentioned in one of my previous posts, I was to include experiences of my second sem in this post, but then I realised during the course of drafting that it would be too much out of context. Its better to keep the post focussed in a direction I suppose )

Love is delicacy. Love is intimacy. It brings beauty to our lives, still in our time, randomness in our thoughts, foolishness in actions, innovation in expression, maturity in analysis, moments of mixed reactions and an expression to our heart. Love smiles. Love weeps. It cries, it laughs. It makes you habitual of all the pleasant and extreme reactions of the world.

But love may not necessarily always be a fruitful experience for us. Love gives rise to relationships, which result in adhesive feelings, commitments and attachments. When relationships occur, something new comes into picture – expectations. Once you enter into expectations, you are bound to confinement. You never expect boundations in love. Habitual of flying with eternal freedom in your dreams, thoughts and fantasies, the new confined aura of expectations comes as something which you had never thought of, something for which you weren’t prepared. And when expectations are not fulfilled, your past anticipations, present inabilities and future uncertainty mingle in a cobweb and you confront a new dark face of love, feelings and relationships – a sense of guilt.

We teenagers have tender minds, tender hearts. As we enter adolescence and are bestowed with a new degree of freedom, we start watching the world in our own made definitions. We start taking our own decisions without the consent of our parents. “It has got nothing to do with them, its completely a matter of me and my friends” or “They wont be able to understand my point of view, they would be verifying again and again on that, so its better not to tell them”. These thoughts are a common to each one of us many a times. New things in the independent world fascinate us. We watch couples in parks, boyfriends and girlfriends on bikes and in markets. Mobile phones and chating, co-ed schools, complexity in relationships depicted in movies, all these factors are enough to generate curiosities, questions and ultimately, desires in our minds. You want a relationship involving yourself. You want to have a girl or a boy in your life with whom you can experience an expression called love. It would be so nice and new to have one! For the first time in your life! Involving all cuteness and beauty of the world! And you don’t tell your parents of course

You “just happen” to fall in love. But your desire to experience love is a major catalyst for you to fall in one such. Once you are in love, you try out so many stupid things which you would have never ever done in your life . Every experience brings a whiff of fresh breeze, a new excitement. You gain an identity of yourself in your own eyes, which may be for the first time in your life too! Being a boy, you may have many great friends among girls and you love them too, but the one which I am talking about is when you want a particular girl to be your partner in your life. Of course, for that moment, you may start dreaming with no boundation of time or years!

Why do you want to experience love? To experience feelings, sentiments, dependency and care. To be dependent and to depend on your partner. To be cared and to care for her or him. Long distance love relationships are often difficult to live with, specially when you are in such an age and moreover, if its your first experience of being in love . Coz then, you can not directly care, you can just wish to care. You spent more than required time in fantasising events when you will be meeting with him or her ! Slowly and slowly, you start loving your wannabe partner in fantasies. You form an idealistic image of her in your imagination and as we all know, imagination goes far beyond realities .

If you don’t get to meet her at short intervals, you tend to get automatically some strange feelings. Your relationship starts proceeding like a fairy tale, far different from the love which you had expected. Love becomes more and more desperate, more and more tearful. It wasn’t that joyous and flamboyant love which you had dreamt of. You may even think to get rid of all the monotony in one go. Here comes the sense of guilt.

You force yourself not to think that way, after all, you love your partner so much. In lieu of that, your own deterioration starts, and life becomes more miserable.

What I feel is, if you aren’t happy, change your lifestyle. Be bold enough to accept the reality, just move on with a new life – Your smile is the key . It takes time to face truths, to change stands, but ultimately, its you who emerge as the winner.

Another interesting scenario may be that you are satisfactorily happy with your long distance partner and with the course of time, you start developing feelings for someone whom you are in constant touch. Well, that seems quite interesting! In fact, you don’t know that you are infatuated towards someone with whom you are spending most of your time. And by the time you come to this conclusion, bingo! Here comes again, a much bigger sense of guilt. Sense of betrayal, sense of shamefulness, you think you are the dirtiest person of the world. Not just in the case of long relationships, this is frequent even in any of the normal cases. You suddenly tend to develop new feelings, feelings have no bounds. You often require change in your thought process and your thoughts automatically take care of that! You are so confused that you even don’t know in which direction to think, someone please sort me out!

Only a few are brave enough to discuss their problems with ease and confidence. Again the same thing, Your feelings for a new person never mean that your love for your partner reduces, obviously, unless you choose deliberately. And you just wanted yourself to be happy, so nothing to be ashamed of. And you haven’t ditched your partner yet, so you haven’t betrayed!

Guilt can be always overcome by acceptance. Accept the truth with a frank mind, tell your problem maturely to your close ones and be bindaas ……….. if you are really happy from within inside, then nothing is wrong in this world. You deserve the right to keep yourself happy, keeping in mind you don’t affect others in a negative manner. You may be thinking I stressed too much on long distance relations, but then the final results are universal truths . Applied anywhere, everywhere.

PS-

• While writing this post, I got so many things in my mind which I thought to share in PS, but damn, I have forgotten them all now! From next time, I will better make another draft side by side for PS
• Thanxx Aditya, for sharing your thoughts with me. Hey, I am not that fool to reveal the true name . However, Aditya knows who he is!
• You know, I like this name …… Aditya
• More and more sequels will continue to come in near future.
• For those who have got their wannabe partners far away ……….. I am a foolish person you know, just forget whatever you have read! Enjoyyy !
• Sensex breaks all records ! Hmmmm …….. I think I will have to start reading some business stuff.
• Lanka anti-terrorism reaches great success – Prabhakaran dead. Someone sort out Indo-Pak too
• To Rahul Gandhi …….. plz accept cabinet post, mere liye hi sahi !
• Next blog soon.

Snehil Basoya.

Janhit Mein Jaari

Initiating the Masses

A holding by daily hindi newspaper Hindustan read as follows-

“ Ek naya IIT

Ya

Ek naya Mandir ?

Is Chunaav Mein Kise Chunenge ………………”

Now habitual of likes of Lee Coopers and Vodafone, this holding was a pleasant surprise. Quite innovative, yeah, throwing out a wide amount of possibilities. Was it a direct comparison between Congress and BJP? Was it sarcastic on behalf of Mr. Arjun Singh or a sharp satire on the Babri Maszid case or both ? At the very first moment, my answer was definitely IIT. But just wait for a second, is it necessary to choose one! What if I want both, or none? My mind at once went through the present scenario – the resultalysis of 15^th Lok Sabha Elections. However you may find it repetitive, but even I too found out the day quite interesting in analysing the fates of the top guns of my country. The blog is dedicated to the following warriors in solace-

1)The Election Commission- for conducting a noise free election; No music systems and Dhoom remixes on Mayawati this time, no rikshaw pullers and auto drivers campaigning day and night, no flower rainfalls from helicopters………. Election Commission did a Hogwarts man, you try to sneak out from the rule book and here’s the detention next moment!

2)News Channels- if elections weren’t there, media could have surely burnt the trace remains of corpse of Kolkata Knight Riders far more than SRK would have imagined.

3)Pratibha Patil- a lot of kids have finally come to know that SHE is the president and not Mr. Kalam.

4) Uncle Sam- Alas! He couldn’t intervene this time around.

5)Lalit Modi- Shifting IPL to South Africa ( Johannesburg is a regular appearance in Top Crime Charts) was a good move indeed, security personnels in India gave their 100% and could watch matches too in the prime time.

6) Zoozoo adverts by Vodafone- we surely got something to smile after monotonous Jaya Ho and Bhay Ho.

Fine , so enough of the preface, I think I must get off the mark.

Nice experiences for NDA this time, “Mazboot Neta Nirnaayak Sarkaar” they said. I don’t think you can call such a neta “Mazboot” who, in a rush of publicity, praises Jinnah over Gandhi when in Islamabad and advocates construction of temple in Ayodhya presumptuously in Delhi. You cant replace Vajpayee with Advani, the former is a class of his own, the latter radiates an enigmatic chaos from his very looks. The way they persisted on Bhay Ho to counterattack ruling coallision’s Jai Ho leaves nothing more to imagine their vision of so-called Nirnaayak Sarkaar. With a lacking backing by young blood, NDA surely looks as if loosing its string. Veterans like George Fernandes, Yashwant Sinha, Jaswant Singh, Venkaiyah Naidu have far lost their mass appeals as soon as they separated from the terrace of Vajpayee. Sushma Swaraj and Arun Jaitley lack the ability of leading from the front. Rajnath Singh couldn’t have done better (I think he deserves to be the new Leader Of Opposition). Why the NDA high command isn’t promoting someone dynamically radical and innovative like Narendra Modi to the national level is still a mystery to me.

Varun Gandhi tried to be the new generation Praveen Togadia- his rhetoric speeches at Pilibhit back fired at his own party’s vote bank. The young Gandhi vs Gandhi battle in UP went with the Rahul and Varun is himself to be blamed for that. Nothing went smoothly for BJP and its NDA this time, I hope this setback will set the stage for radical changes in ideology.

I have no words for the Left, may God show enough mercy. The Karats and Chatterjis may definitely be champions at Parliamentary Debates and Group discussions during their JNU days, but I don’t know why they are restricting their talents and potentials by their rigid and stagnant manifestos.

Ajit Singh, I must reveal the truth, is a graduate from IIT Kharagpur. His pendulum shifts towards the stronger political junks every 6 months have never led him to power so far, (Hope IITs don’t produce such products in future) it will be interesting to watch his fate this time.

Lalu Prasad Yadav is a famous and “worldly renowned personality” as he proclaims himself. His hallucination of revolutionalising Indian Railways under his reign gave him enough mental hypocrisy to break apart from UPA and Congress. Why doesn’t he tell us that the budgets and reforms of Railways throughout the year are brought about by a Council of Secretaries, who constitute the elite group of IAS officers and First Class category Railway Engineers. All Mr.Yadav has to do is perform a tiring task of reading out the budget in the noisy Parliament House every year (he is definitely good at that). Most of the people know the truth and he lost in one of the constituencies.

Nitish Kumar surely went away with accolorades by the surprise demand of Bihar’s special status at the very last moment, driving out limelight from the likes of Mayawati and Mulayam Singh (they were supposed to be the King Makers, right ?)

Mayawati should try once again (at least once) to be the Prime Minister. Amar Singh said (He was the first one to advocate Fourth Front) they are ready to support Congress NOW. Hehehehe ……… we all expected that.

Navjot Sidhu and Shekhar Suman- I am afraid but the “Laughter” couldn’t “Challenge” the Democracy.

Sonia Gandhi must be definitely enjoying the picturesque and scenic victory. MMS rocked once again and Hats Off to Rahul Gandhi for his sweat trenching campaigns in erratic UP and keeping tight his entity of a calm and maturely balanced young politician (here’s where he got the crucial edge over Varun). Priyanka Wadhera left the world gaping with her Sarees collection (she must try once in flms, at least once, ek baar try to karo). Overall, The Gandhis were machau (be it The Gandhis on the other face of the coin!). Elections were a nice experience for the nation, which is boasting of a single-party success …………….. no bargaining this time.

I thnk its enough for today J

PS-

*Thanxx to mummy for keeping me in touch with the political whereabouts when I was busy preparing for Majors.

*Was I really busy with that?

*Never debate with an auto driver over the possible outcome of the elections- I bet you can never win (I did this mistake)

*I tried, once again, to write a shorter blog.

*Mumbai vs Jaipur made me senti towards the end- just couldn’t see those miserably benched Mrs.Ambani and Shilpa Shetty. (Why Mrs.Ambani always sits right to Zaheer Khan, asks Mandira Bedi)

*Thanx to friendship between SRK and Aamir Khan, no new movies lingering around, check out for some different blockbusters in your neighbourhood …………. Chandaal Ka Pret.

*Thanx to my LITERATI team- Aina Garg, Shrutika Garg, Antriksh Tawar and Janmajey Pratap Singh ………. We had won the award for Best Team Title, and I have borrowed the same title for my blog J

*My upcoming post “Was I Guilty” would take some time, till then enjoy with other posts J

*Thif fummer ……….. Vifaal Bharadwaj prefents ………… Faahid Kapoor in fintillating form ………. KAMINEY

Next Blog Foon

Fnehil Bafoya.

My Second Sem At IIT-D

Its 2′O clock and i have just got my CSL101 and MEL 110. I am extremely happy to pass my Computers with “decent” grade and ED with my first DASSI at IIT ! Waiting for the impending doom, gonna get Maths at 5′O clock. So i am here writing new blog, cherishing last few hours of today

Second Sem at IIT-D. Hmmmm ……. lot many things to share, lot many to hide. I beg pardon from all readers, but this post is dedicated to my friends at IIT as i am going to write mostly about them! I got so many great friends this sem, i cant describe in words, and with nothing special to tell about myself this time around, i have decided to express everything about my friends

1) Three cheers for two persons who emerged as heroes in my batch – Shreyans and Aastha. For Shreyans, you perhaps dont know how great a fan i have become of yours. For some or many of the reasons, we werent together for most part of the semester as compared to the last one, but shayad that made our friendship much more adhesive. It was never nice to see you walking on crutches, taking loads of pills everyday, visiting Meerut again and again for treatment, running for profs for attendance. But ya, it was amusing to see you walking at tortoise speeds at 180 degree stiff angles, having wrapped your knees and neck with Sauna Belt type instruments ( I dont know what you call them !). Convener day was surely the day when we were purest towards each other. Be it that CSL lecture when for the only time in the sem, someone like you had enough guts to tell SK that students arent understanding anything , or be it arranging for Mushtaq Bhai time and again to carry you insti and hostel back and forth, you have achieved the designation of my role model

Aastha …….. my goodness !!!!! If I would have been in your place, I wouldnt have been able to complete the sem even. Kudos to your stamina and fighting spirit at such a ruthless place named IIT ! And this is not just me saying it, its the voice of all of us who are aware of your health. Life is living with your best, hope you continue with that! Be cheerful always

2)Hey Lalit, it doesnt mean you dont deserve cheers yaar . Of course you and Shreyans looked too nice and sveet entering classes together with recycled legs. Your studappe got too famous when you climbed to the  top seat of Lecture Theatre on crutches when all front seats were vacant! Its difficult to imagine your plight for 2 months on bed and then again 2 weeks on bed with chicken pox. Sab samajhta hun bhaiya, you had no other option than to study( what else you can do lying on bed for 2 months and two weeks), thats why you got so gud marks

3)Kiran Didi, finally i found a mentor whom i was searching for. Anything would prove to be insignificant in giving a tributeful Salaam. The hours I spent with you  listening to each and every dimention of fundae related to courses and profs and CG and jobs and JEE, gossiping about friends, sharing jokes and life, and most importantly, the way you are teaching me how to live life to fullest !!!!!!! Its amazing sometimes, far beyond expectations. I was happy to give contribution in VMC modules, it was a dream come true, something which I used to think of during my JEE preparations !

4) Ankur and Anshu , if there is someone in my own batch whom i am afraid of, its you. Throughout the sem, it was truely the guidance in disguise of you two which kept me on the serene path of studies . I am proud to have such a great philosophers of their age as my best friends

5) All my hostel mates. Gurnani, Mahender and Neshan- being in the same cycle, in the same hostel and 4 labs together per week, i spent more time with no one else than with you all. Jan started with formal hi-hello and now we are someone who cant be seperated. Those 15 minute walks between hostel and insti are the best refreshing and sharing part of the day (of course, it could have been 10 minutes if Gurnani wasnt there ). The ever smiling cherishing Himanshu Geed ( no matter how much misery you face) and the ever gloomy Akash Tulsani ( khushi mein to cheerful ho jaya kar yaar) , the ever cool Parth Nyati, 24 hours online RC, 48 hours online Ravi Teja, pseudo Civil and pseudo Chem Mohit Kabra (he is actually in Mech, hope u can understand his plight ), the Madhur voice of Bhediya, HELLOOOOO man Akash Kushwaha ( you have brought a revolution man, i must say. Now every Civilite and Ara Knight has got a new way to greet each other), KK who got the “Colour” and to all others who rocked this sem, CHEERS !

6)Swati, i am really happy that you enjoyed this sem, at least much more than last one. Last sem, you hardly laughed , this time i found you always smiling! You got so many new great friends, i think you are finding yourself much more pleased with the way your life is going and thats something which is achieved by not many people here at IIT.

7) Roomy power- Rathi and Mansi …… just a line for Rathi- “God of CSL, Jai Ho”. For Mansi, i found perhaps the first person in this world who got me always right, who understood a mysterious person like me completely and who helped me discover the true Snehil within me.Your guidance is always awaited. Be the same great friend always

8)Avikant Bhardwaj, life gets silent and chill, so many cobwebs have been removed, one thing still remaining ……… gtalk

9) DD and Kartik – probably the most awaited section of the post ! Never ever had I imagined that my creativity would reach such great heights if it wasnt your divine guidance. The way I transformed to the God of PJs this sem on Institute level, the credit goes to you two. The deadly combo of you two initiated the hidden talent to be revealed, leaving all others in utter misery! How I formed AHA ( those in IIT Delhi must know what it means!) with DD and our Cycle-1 of Civil the most hilarious cycle of the dep is something definitely to cherish

Many more things to share in this sem !

* Aravali House Day was a great hit ! Congo to the new batch of responsibility holders and the whole hostel which contributed !

* It was a great experience working at Bhagam Bhag under Institute Play Production.

* Got expected marks (however low !) in Maths ……… you couldnt guess where i left my post in between !

* Delhi is beautiful ………… Jama Maszid on full moon night, Parliament House at 12 noon, India Gate while setting sun, Manmohan Singh’s residence with hundreds of media coverage vehicles patroling the gate 24X7, National School of Drama, Sri Ram Centre of Arts, Rashtrapati Bhawan in the background of furious flurry of traffic …….. Delhi is beautiful.

* IIT-D is much more beautiful ………. sunrise from Insti Roof, analysing aeroplanes during serene nights, the chilly breeze after rain on Bharati Roof, the tranquilness on 3rd block roof, Biotech Park, the post office market near Kailash Hostel, sitting isolated between library shelfs and on block floors during exams, those night outs in Hostel Reading Room desert cooler, magnificent view of campus from near Kurur’s office on 7th floor, where profs live with their families and kitchen smells in Chemistry Department, walking for hours round and round peaceful roads of IIT-D with yourself ……….. IIT-D is beautiful.

* Food is truly awesome !!!!!!!!!! …………..  Little Punjab in SDA, Masala Junction, Narula’s, A2B, Barista, Haldiraam’s, Mejbaan, Hari Chatni at Saket, Evergreen at Green Park, Chandni Chauk, Chawri Bazaar, Kinari Bazaar, Big Chill at Khan Market, Papad ke Parawthe and Lassi at Parawthe Waali Gali, 85 ka mango shake and 350 ka shahi paneer (quite difficult to digest) at Punjabi by Nature ……….. a lot more to be discovered in coming years!

* I left at 5 pm and started again at 3:30 am …….. its 4:30 now. Writing a blog isn’t easy !

* I changed my style of writing this time ………. hope it suites the content. Please do publish your comments on this aspect.

* AML TA Pushpam is leaving , girls are finally releaved.

* I was happy throughout this sem, the most important thing which was lacking last time

* Life’s going good ………. for more details about the psychology and philosophy of my Second Sem, please wait for yet another post – ” Was I Guilty?” ……………………. Coming Soon!

Thanxx a lot.

Snehil Basoya

…. and I became a wanderer

engrossing with the azule

Far across the deep blues

of skies,

i sent my eyes in search

of a quest,

the curdy,transient hip-hops

of the clouds,

had the moon engrossed

in a deep eternal rendezvous,

the clouds lubricated

its glide across the vastness,

the picturesque reviewed

in fractions of time,

tinkled my senses

like a disguising childhood,

as i went ahead

mesmerised and lost,

I decided to become a wanderer !

 

the rocky path beckoned me

my footsteps gave a music,

a tiny crackling harmony

chrome flakes of leaves,

the naughty breeze stole

all apprehensions

that swan night,

i unable to step again

flew my hands in ecstacy,

my eyes float with the moon

i swam with the universe,

i closed my eyes statued

lost in breeze again,

i got lost to nowhere

everywhere perhaps ,

nature then conspired

suddenly i remembered …….

my life consequences.

 

Reversal so commenced

my successes reminded me

success of my life,

the rhythms and

smoothes and

swifts of time,

surfing of events

aroma of pride

an aura of identity,

azule engrossed more

and the first raindrop

then touched

and kissed my welcoming palms,

something rolled down

streamlined my cheeks

it came from my eyes

i welcomed it too,

coz when joy saturates

unsaturation still exists,

of fears

and failures,

heart creates

more vacancies for them

to revive somewhere

down the time.

 

I saw my friends

deserting me

accusing my innocence

as eyewash,

i saw my friends

deserting me

they thought i was responsible

for whatever,

but i tell you

i tried my best,

i saw my girl

deserting me

accusing me

for taking her as granted,

i saw my girl

deserting me

for i broke

what she calls belief,

but i tell you

i tried my best,

i saw my parents

deserting me

accusing me

of bringing shame to their name,

i saw my parents

deserting me

for i didnt give ears

to what they thought was

good for me,

but i tell you

i tried my best.

 

I  saw myself

in isolation,

lost which way to go,

i earned in my life

moments and memories,

so what when today

nowhere i am.. a nomad me

stands still

tingling with raindrops

from the clouds of black eyes,

conspired with nature

swimming with the universe,

floating with the moon

the engrossing azule

returns yet again,

reviving quantums of happiness

satisfaction from my life

be it whatever,

i opened my eyes

the magical bliss continued

and i finally stepped ahead,

I decided to become a wanderer !