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Saturday, March 16, 2013

Jiyo Dil Se

‘A young executive was nervously biting her nails.’ Unable to decide between work ethics and Jiyo Dil Se attitude she chose the latter.

2 days back:
                   It was evening 7 pm on Mira's wrist watch and she has been wanting to walk up to the coffee vending machine for a break. Her day starts at 9 am in the NEOTEL call center where she works as a customer care executive. She just got over from a customer call regarding some billing issue. This was not a usual day to day call that she handles at a flick. It was a call from a person named Ankit Kaushik. Though she recognized his voice from the word 'hello' itself but her job protocol urged her to take details of his name and cellphone number to discharge her service as an executive. She wanted to scream on the phone to say she was Mira but her call sign name Mandy was mandatory as company s policy in answering query. She resolved Ankit's  issue without much hassles and gave him a reimbursement on some unjustified billing and disconnected the call by saying the rehearsed lines '' Thank you for calling NEOTEL, Have a nice day'' beep beep (call disconnected).
She made it the last call of the day and logged off. She sat on her desk thinking her life with Ankit three years back. 

3 years back:

They were the hottest couple of the college and  their friends only imagined them as happily married ever after. But fate had a different plan for them and they broke off. It was final year of the college and Ankit went to Mumbai for a month to do his internship at a renowned Multinational Compnay and there he got too close to a girl Riya Salasker. Though she was nt as beautiful as Meera but something pulled Ankit more powerfully than his fidelity for Meera. And the rest was a break-up of the hottest couple of the college. They haven't seen each other since then.

       She had his number noted down on the Reminder pad leaf. The previous day at the office passed her thinking whether to call Ankit or not. There were a million thoughts in her mind --

* if he has married Riya and they are happily living together as a family.
* if he has realized that i was his true love and parted ways with Riya in a hope i would come back some day.
* if he has broken up with Riya too and is seeing someone else.

   Creeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek Creeeeeeeeeeeeeeek  "Stop it ! she said to her self and bitting her nails she dialed the number.

Hello ! she said.

I knew you would call. But how did you manage to hold yourself for those 2 days. I was expecting your call the moment you hanged up your office receiver that day. ..-- Ankit said with a heavy choked voice. 

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Monday, March 11, 2013

A Walk to Remember.

              The board examinations just got over and me being a book worm had nothing to do better. During the examination time, i kept convincing myself to burn nights at the pretext that i would sleep endlessly for days. But sooner the exams got over my lost sleeps too did not knock the door. TV did the best distractions all through the exams but after the tempest, it too had nothing to offer. Completely bored to death i walked to a friend staying nearby, named Nikhil (SRK look alike).  Nikhil was a casual secret smoker. As i reached him that late afternoon, we went to a grocery shop nearby. He bought a cigarette for himself and a chewing gum for me. I had a Rs 10 note in my pocket and with that we both started walking the adjacent railway track behind the grocery shop. It was almost 5 pm and quite shady. I dont remember how long we walked that day because we were so much lost in our own conversations about girls and prospective careers.

                                              But our conversation came to a halt when we saw a small, desolated lonely Railway Station ahead.  It was so quite and serene. So much like a part of nature. There were huge rocks on either side and a single platform  of few meters. Few empty benches and the track bisecting into two only to become single a kilometer later. Very few hawkers and a few more people sitting there with little to do with the place but with the ambiance. Gossiping and enjoying the platform like more of a park. We were unknown to this beautiful place and also to the tiredness that we had acquired walking upto this place.We reached the last bench under a huge tree. Washed our faces with the tap water provided at the station. Next 15 mins we dint talk to each other but were lost in the beauty of this lonely place. It just had the enough people and creatures to make it a paradise in disguise. Nobody bothered us and neither did we. And that was the best part of this place. A little later one hawker came to us selling Vada and coconut chatni in his small basket. I searched my pocket and found that Rs 10 note to exchange it for Vada and Chatni. It was obviously tastier than KFC chicken. We feasted on it  like dogs.
                                                                                      This was the best found locality in our vicinity. We chose to make it our evening chill out place and decided it will be our secret place where we would come with friends and chit chat. It was special because in Bangalore you hardly ever find a place that is away from crowd and civilization. This was a nature's preserve inside an artificial city and that was the appeal of the place. We continued our new association with the place further and went to its comfort when ever we were happy or sad. It was a place where we could go and return lighter and happier.  It was a place to revive and revamp ourselves and thus very close to our heart.

We frequented this place as often, as we felt till our lives and careers did us apart. Till we lost the meaning of true happiness. Till we lost the fact that Rs 10 was enough to party with a friend. Still worst we have not been to the place for close to 5 yrs. Still worst I m not in contact with Nikhil anymore. Still worst I don't make attempts to retrieve him in my life. Is it a way of saying no to happiness ? or Is it even a way to live ? 

Much has gone with time, in search of something we already had but haven't got it yet like the happiness i mentioned. Search your  own life to know what you lost in searching for what you already had ! 

Image courtesy: Nigesh Sketchings
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Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Show Us Your Visions not Accusations.

Disclaimer: This post is not political in nature and only intends to showcase my take and views for the Nation and its Political ethics.

                In the past few years more scams have been exposed than the false promises made to Aam Janta. The ruling party did its share and the opposition party did not repose either. If Congress is the undisputed king of corruption, BJP did not mind finishing as runner-up in the league. The Aam Janta has undergone a lot of agony in the past years for the hundred thousand scams that come as a slap flat on their faces.  
                                     We are an educated nation and we dont need the dirty blame game anymore.  Last week our good capable leader Mr. Narendra Modi addressed the nation keeping in mind the 2014 General Election. But it was more of  an anti Congress speech than BJP s own agenda for the upcoming elections. We want to know your party' s vision for the nation. We want to know, 'what are the biggest issues that your party wants to address once it resumes the  prime ministerial Office? We are hungry for that piece of speech, that peice of information. But be it the Congress or the BJP, the only agenda on their mind is how to pull down each other. There is nothing left for us as a nation in your mutual anti reportings that you do everytime you get a chance to face the press and   the Aam janta. The media is already doing a good job by reporting and testifying every mudslinging that you try to do against your rival parties, so please don't redo their job.

            Hence, the next time you come to us, please come with your Visions and not accusations. Tell us what you want to do for us. Talk about our problems and also offer us options of solutions to choose from. Give us promises with your own ultimatum of time so that we can check if your promises are delivered. Give us dreams and also wings to fly to those dreams. We want to aspire for more so be our inspirational Government. Give us  governance and not just government. We have potential so explore us, exploit us. Tell us if your party can do anything for the honest man Anna Hazare ? or you too would like to kill his voice and the voice of India. Give us an affirmation for bringing in the Lok pal. India Gate is no more flooded with Anna Hazare's supporters. Not that we have forgotten our fight against corruption. So be a party of people for the people by the people. Promise us on this and we promise that we will wait in long ques, outside the polling booths under the scorching sun to vote for your party to vote for our vision for the nation.

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Sunday, March 3, 2013

Guest Photo Blogger for Gwalior

It was a moment of proud and celebration when Gwalior Plus acknowledged my work on Gwalior Shilp Mela 2013 and approached me to be the guest Blogger for their website. I humbly accepted the call and offered my work to them. I posted this blog in Jan 13 and while compiling and working on this post I never imagined that it would become one of the most successful post of my blog. This post was appreciated and promoted  by the honorable  Collector of Gwalior Mr P Nar Hari (IAS). I extend my gratitude to all the readers who made it a success. Without you guys " Neoimaginations "  would just be a solitude imagination. Thank you all for helping me in realizing my dream.

Published On: Thu, Feb 28th, 2013


Dear Readers, With immense pleasure, I would like to present to you our Guest Blogger –P Pradeep. He is a technology Expert by Profession but carries passion for Creative Writing too. His Blog  ”Neoimaginations” is just a result of that compulsive desire to write about people, places and life.
In his own words – “The Photography came later as i wanted to bridge the gap between what i saw and what I wrote. I  know nothing about Photography but I am trying my hands at it. May be someday I can click the most desired pictures of this beautiful creation of God.
I am not a stream-line writer and very random in my subjects of writing. Thus i write anything under the sky from satire to critical appreciation, from poems to reviews. I believe that Sharing is a law of nature. So i like to share my views, ideas, anger and happiness to people who are walking with the same wavelength of thought”
Welcome Pradeep !! We sincerely hope you will enjoy your Journey with Gwalior Plus. Over to Pradeep now :
It was my rapacious desire to present Gwalior Shilp Mela through my lens. As am counting my fag end days  in Gwalior clicking this vibrant,colorful and photogenic fair was simply inevitable. I chose slanting sun (post afternoon hrs) to visit this historical mela. The feel of this shilp mela is great and you can find a variety of handicrafts made through generations displayed for sale and exhibition. Artist from all over the country participate in  Shilp Mela to make it one of the most sought after places in Gwalior. I personally feel it is poorly promoted by Madhya Pradesh Tourism. It deserves much better crowds and visitors. So am doing my bit to respect the art and skill of those million people who work hard all over the years to bring this spectacular show before us. The photographs are my own hard clicked snaps to give you an eagle eye view of the fair. I hope the peep through my lens would excite you enough to make it a trip to Gwalior and witness  the magic through your own pair of eyes. I invite your comments as i love to read what you feel about my work no matter  it comes in the form of a complaint. But do comment.

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