Hare rama hare rama , rama rama hare hare
Hare Krishna hare Krishna , Krishna Krishna hare hare……….
Hold on guys…nt writing something philosophical but yes!the thought to write the blog came when I was hearing these words repeatedly in my ears recently.
And I just couldn’t resist comparing life of gods with present generation after having watched “break ke baad” recently.
The movie showed where the women was focusing on her career without even thinking about what family means and the guy is soft and makes her understand that he likes her and she also does!lemme not go to write the review coz most of u wud have watched.for those who haven’t u may pls!not a bad one to watch!
Ohk coming back to hare rama hare Krishna
When I was clapping reciting these words I was feeling the haterd for sri Krishna as he is always is called radhakrishna…………., hello lets talk about radha, does any of us worship her for the sincere love and affection she had with lord Krishna?
Or meera bai?who remembers her?who worships her? Have we ever thought about her dedication towards sri Krishna-he enjoyed being loved…but he never married them……why?????? was the thought coming to my mind…..
Then I was diverted to sri ram!!!!ohk sita ji was the only women in his life…..but he had sent to her live in forest for few years…….why??????and the ramayan where he kills ravan is what is known to us, but rest is not known that much…….. then hatred developed for sri ram as well…..
……Wait that doesn’t mean my faith in god is over coz I believe god exists and I am sincere to my prayers coz its ultimately this trust which makes me live on this earth.
I was wondering if I am supposed to show my anger to sri Krishna and ram bhagwan or towards the women of that century to be like that??????
Alright when women of this century is behaving differently like deepika in break ke baad-are they also easily accepted by the society?I dnt think so?but why shouldn’t I be dedicated towards my life?
Whats wrong when women of this century are behaving like sri ram and sri Krishna….. as it happens in the movie where she leaves the the guy saying I want to focus on my life???????????do the society still wants us to be like Sita, Meera or Radha???????
Any one who has the answer…………I seriously need to clear my confusion……..
How should I be like?????????Sita Radha or Meera?or the women of this century not bothering about anything and living my life??????I will freak out if u ask me to strike a balance between the mythological century and todays generation!coz that’s impossible!!!!!!!!
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Moon
A mother gives child the food pointing at the moon, same child when goes far abroad the mother looks into the moon thinking it would convey the message to the child that she is missing him.
A child sleeps on the terrace with the father looking at the moon with the complete feeling of the security, where when father grows old, he sits on a park, looking at children playing under the moon and misses his sons, who don’t know where he is.
Same is applicable when years after person looks into the stars and moon trying to plot which star is his father and considering the moon as the mother always.
These are few unique relationship related to the moon and the stars, but the most unique one is the relation of LOVE. A moon side walk with the person you loved is the one which will be remembered by most. Some sit on the sea shore watching the moon, the best date two people can ever have. The cards usually have moons and stars as the symbol of love rather than just the heart. And moon is messenger for the people living away. But as moon is related to hurt in case of parents so is the case when you do not have the loved one, looking at the moon causes the extreme pain. The day when moon is not in the sky, v look into the sky to convey the message, but when it is there, v feel the hurt because v know however v send the message it won’t be delivered.
To analyse more, the walk and talk has made us walk and talk and the only silent listener is the moon, who would know what is talked about as it is the one which listens to both the sides of the conversation.
Moon is the birthday gift as it's the only soul which is present besides the happiness of ours with all the loved ones who call to share it.
Well that reminds me of a blog of a friend about the big bang which separated the moon and the earth and they revolved around each other since they truly loved each other.
Hence proved that moon is not a symbol of love, not a fact to be admired about, but it is a remembrance, a separation, a proof of existence.
Was thinking all this when suddenly the beep in the phone brought me back to earth bringing the broad smile in the face, because I thought the moon have delivered the message to one I wanted to ,which was momentary and got converted into sadness when I looked at the message and realized it was from Airtel about a new offer.
A child sleeps on the terrace with the father looking at the moon with the complete feeling of the security, where when father grows old, he sits on a park, looking at children playing under the moon and misses his sons, who don’t know where he is.
Same is applicable when years after person looks into the stars and moon trying to plot which star is his father and considering the moon as the mother always.
These are few unique relationship related to the moon and the stars, but the most unique one is the relation of LOVE. A moon side walk with the person you loved is the one which will be remembered by most. Some sit on the sea shore watching the moon, the best date two people can ever have. The cards usually have moons and stars as the symbol of love rather than just the heart. And moon is messenger for the people living away. But as moon is related to hurt in case of parents so is the case when you do not have the loved one, looking at the moon causes the extreme pain. The day when moon is not in the sky, v look into the sky to convey the message, but when it is there, v feel the hurt because v know however v send the message it won’t be delivered.
To analyse more, the walk and talk has made us walk and talk and the only silent listener is the moon, who would know what is talked about as it is the one which listens to both the sides of the conversation.
Moon is the birthday gift as it's the only soul which is present besides the happiness of ours with all the loved ones who call to share it.
Well that reminds me of a blog of a friend about the big bang which separated the moon and the earth and they revolved around each other since they truly loved each other.
Hence proved that moon is not a symbol of love, not a fact to be admired about, but it is a remembrance, a separation, a proof of existence.
Was thinking all this when suddenly the beep in the phone brought me back to earth bringing the broad smile in the face, because I thought the moon have delivered the message to one I wanted to ,which was momentary and got converted into sadness when I looked at the message and realized it was from Airtel about a new offer.
Thursday, November 4, 2010
a movie of life, the chakravyuh and i am the star!
Had heard the stories when i was a kid about Abhimanyu ka chakravyuh or rather watched in TV!never thought life could be a chakravyuh for me!and coincidence while wathcing TV today again sri krishna was explaining i am the time, i was in past, present and will remain in future. everything will happen as and when it has to happen!what happens when we plan ahead of time?can i go back in past and allow me correct my mistakes?can sri krishna take me in future coz present is always what we all hate!but no i want this moment of my life to freeze....and that is what it has to be!when i get back to every corner of my home,it takes me back to memory of what i thought while sitting at this place, or doing a work!n i have got all that!well not to move back to my last blog, coming back to chakravyuh!when we go into things and dunno the way out or to survive and come out as a winner is the problem!i am thinking what are the results of my chakravyuh?the end or survivor like the happy ending of all bollywood movies, the sole survivors being the hero and heroine of the movie!i had recently read somewhere or saw a play, every person is hero/heroine of their life!that means i am going to survive. but what has the director and producer of my life(GOD) has decided for me still remains unknown. i wish i could read the script of my life before like a star can do in the beginning!either i would have been mentally prepared of whats my life is gonna be like, or would have asked before hand to change the script!NOW!!!!!!i don't know the script, i have entered the charkravyuh...............whats next is scary!i take risk in life, but got in this unknowingly, coz i thought i wrote my destiny of life, but now i feel GOD made me do that also!if that is the case, it has to be happy ending, and i am courageous enough to fight the war of my life.but why wasn't abhimanyu the hero of his movie?is it gonna happen with me too?why was my role in movie designed as so sensitive and emotional, letting others hurt me for having loved them!i wish it was a book, that i could have thrown thinking it to be a depressing one!but people who are seeing my life shouldn't throw me saying m a boring book!at times people perceived me to be happy and a person who enjoys life,yes i do but now i am in chakravyuh, so thinking of fighting the war currently!and life plays game with you when you actually are sad!a game in FaceBook says "you scored 9/ 10 and says you are quite happy as compared to others........in the game " HOW HAPPY ARE YOU?"
Sunday, October 31, 2010
journey of life-dedicated to my parents
often it happens while driving that we go in a way and suddenly we realised the path we have taken is wrong and the one in which we earlier were would have taken us to our destiny!!!!!!!but lets now get a little real!lets talk talk about the journey of life!how many of us have been in a state we get all the we craved for thinking "if we get this, life is going to be perfect".......we all would have, if not you i have almost every time in life!i imagined of a life which was supposed to be like this!n now when this real has happened........i am just hating it!and i am getting a feeling that was my perfect life from which i have come out!!!!!!damn but this is not the driving that it takes me few seconds or minutes to get back to the same life from which i used to imagine a lot of perfect lives with realizing that it was my perfect life!
jotting down the points of my perfect life:-
-to go on drive to India gate at 11 at night with one of the coolest parents on this earth.
-to go for shopping with mom dad,without realizing how much money was spent
-to for a dinner to an unknown restaurant,without realizing how hungry ma pa could be.
-watching TV with ma pa.......wen they would fall asleep and we still watching TV in full volume
-getting up in morning with ma pa shouting and scoldings
-everyday reaching to office/school late and fighting...... with mom giving us food in car, we all blaming each other to be late
-when you return home hungry mom waiting with some hot snacks ready for us with garam garam coffee..
-celebrating bdays of we four not in a big hotel but with a small cake in our home
-making cake in the noida home(once new home)....which me and lavi were hating to shift to..
-maid wont turn up for a day and we ll fight for doing the work
-missing all cousins and the fun,living so far from all of them
-coming for vacations to cousins place
-the midnights walks and talks with sis discussing future and about the dream guys
-the screams we would do during the heavy rainfall where screams would blow the roofs off and not the rain
-car break downs in middle of roads and waiting for some mechanic to drop in ...meanwhile shouting to amma appa over phone.... what to do now?
-the get together's at home when mom will be all day in kitchen so that we and our friends can enjoy when they are home!
-a call from college, i would need this for some occasion tomorrow, please make sure things are available
-we will be ill waking parents all night and next day take a leave and sleep however they wake up all night and are off to work the next day too!
-amma ke haath ka chatak rasam and appa ka wattai koyumbu
-the teasing pinch i would give dad, n he will smile and say "kar it dont pain me", same when tried with mom, will get a tight slap immediately, n me jumping and running back!
-triggering some past topics of our parents which will lead them fighting and we laughing madly over it!
-one chipkali in the house and scene will be like a dinosaur has entered the place
-the perfect cleaning keeping things in its place and ma pa can never find what the exact place is and will wake us or call us and v ll say udhar hai(the perfect place)
-we only used to talk in phone, bills were never thought of!
-imagining a life to be with relatives and not having that feeling of insecurity(which never probably had existed then,realized now)
-the square sessions, we four sitting at one corners and discussing seriously some nonsense issue
-getting scolding to talk over phone or msng friends often
-having loads of novels but no time to read them.
-wanting a bean bag to sit on a rainy day and read novel relaxingly
-then facebook was an entertainment, a mode of communication, knowledge sharing, a madness
the life now, which i thought was to be perfect, living in the place of our own people!people are my own, but living with was impossible coz everyone is busy in our own lives, we never thought of that!n now we have realized our would was no one but amma and appa!and i want to go back to MY life which now seems impossible
-i dnt want a holiday with amma appa, but my permanent life
-i came to make a career but at the cost of losing my life, a big deal i made,still wondering if right or wrong!
-today also i get up with an alarm ringing
-i reach office on time, but hungry,no one gives me food in the morning
-sis comes home for talks but we dnt talk abt future,neither dream guys,rather land up fighting with not needed topics(i know i ll miss this also one day, but i m glad i have her to look forward to ,although late at night)
-i eat pastry everyday today, but dnt get an opportunity to make.
-i have cousins here, i go out with them, but i could hav done that once in an yr during vacations, atleast i would have been shopping with ma pa more frequently
-i have a debit card to own but no one to go for shopping with me or rather with no money!:-)
-i come home late, unlocking doors and find no one but loneliness, no snacks, not my parents but only four walls, with FB which once was life hoping to find someone similar like me.
-now all frnds whom i used to call or msg are lost, i find myself craving to talk to parents
-time is there, novels are here, but i dnt like reading them
-i got a bean bag,but its there lying alone, without me!
Now all i want is ,my life back-me amma appa and lavanya- driving ,watching movie,eating and fighting together!!!!!!!!
jotting down the points of my perfect life:-
-to go on drive to India gate at 11 at night with one of the coolest parents on this earth.
-to go for shopping with mom dad,without realizing how much money was spent
-to for a dinner to an unknown restaurant,without realizing how hungry ma pa could be.
-watching TV with ma pa.......wen they would fall asleep and we still watching TV in full volume
-getting up in morning with ma pa shouting and scoldings
-everyday reaching to office/school late and fighting...... with mom giving us food in car, we all blaming each other to be late
-when you return home hungry mom waiting with some hot snacks ready for us with garam garam coffee..
-celebrating bdays of we four not in a big hotel but with a small cake in our home
-making cake in the noida home(once new home)....which me and lavi were hating to shift to..
-maid wont turn up for a day and we ll fight for doing the work
-missing all cousins and the fun,living so far from all of them
-coming for vacations to cousins place
-the midnights walks and talks with sis discussing future and about the dream guys
-the screams we would do during the heavy rainfall where screams would blow the roofs off and not the rain
-car break downs in middle of roads and waiting for some mechanic to drop in ...meanwhile shouting to amma appa over phone.... what to do now?
-the get together's at home when mom will be all day in kitchen so that we and our friends can enjoy when they are home!
-a call from college, i would need this for some occasion tomorrow, please make sure things are available
-we will be ill waking parents all night and next day take a leave and sleep however they wake up all night and are off to work the next day too!
-amma ke haath ka chatak rasam and appa ka wattai koyumbu
-the teasing pinch i would give dad, n he will smile and say "kar it dont pain me", same when tried with mom, will get a tight slap immediately, n me jumping and running back!
-triggering some past topics of our parents which will lead them fighting and we laughing madly over it!
-one chipkali in the house and scene will be like a dinosaur has entered the place
-the perfect cleaning keeping things in its place and ma pa can never find what the exact place is and will wake us or call us and v ll say udhar hai(the perfect place)
-we only used to talk in phone, bills were never thought of!
-imagining a life to be with relatives and not having that feeling of insecurity(which never probably had existed then,realized now)
-the square sessions, we four sitting at one corners and discussing seriously some nonsense issue
-getting scolding to talk over phone or msng friends often
-having loads of novels but no time to read them.
-wanting a bean bag to sit on a rainy day and read novel relaxingly
-then facebook was an entertainment, a mode of communication, knowledge sharing, a madness
the life now, which i thought was to be perfect, living in the place of our own people!people are my own, but living with was impossible coz everyone is busy in our own lives, we never thought of that!n now we have realized our would was no one but amma and appa!and i want to go back to MY life which now seems impossible
-i dnt want a holiday with amma appa, but my permanent life
-i came to make a career but at the cost of losing my life, a big deal i made,still wondering if right or wrong!
-today also i get up with an alarm ringing
-i reach office on time, but hungry,no one gives me food in the morning
-sis comes home for talks but we dnt talk abt future,neither dream guys,rather land up fighting with not needed topics(i know i ll miss this also one day, but i m glad i have her to look forward to ,although late at night)
-i eat pastry everyday today, but dnt get an opportunity to make.
-i have cousins here, i go out with them, but i could hav done that once in an yr during vacations, atleast i would have been shopping with ma pa more frequently
-i have a debit card to own but no one to go for shopping with me or rather with no money!:-)
-i come home late, unlocking doors and find no one but loneliness, no snacks, not my parents but only four walls, with FB which once was life hoping to find someone similar like me.
-now all frnds whom i used to call or msg are lost, i find myself craving to talk to parents
-time is there, novels are here, but i dnt like reading them
-i got a bean bag,but its there lying alone, without me!
Now all i want is ,my life back-me amma appa and lavanya- driving ,watching movie,eating and fighting together!!!!!!!!
Saturday, July 3, 2010
hardwork or fate?
year 2005.....lets begin with the time i was to go to study engineering....wen me n lavi refused...ma pa said "if you work hard now you will not have to in your life!we said we will follow passion.......lavi chosse journalism and i choose to do an MBA.....par for graduation i wanted to do maths because i loved mathematics which is a shock to some people when they hear!!!!!yes succeded to become a graduate....y only 66.66 %??????please do maths honours from delhi university....my time syllabus then we ll talk abt y 66.6%.....u ll understand yourself.....i didnt enjoy it coz it was all formulas and i didnt want to live my life with a formula....i want to enjoy it!!!!so next my MBA as i had alwaz thought to do.............my fate(good or bad, i still dunno) that i choose to do it from SRISIIM........one spolit brat of delhi university, an addict to mobile phone, didnt know what it is to reach on time to class......at times didnt even know that there was a class.....thanks to pn sir that i managed to pass with 66.66% (first class)....without attending any class or if at all i did i read novels sitting in the last bench........ya agar teacher gandi lagti thi to used to disturb her by giving missed calls in her phone from mine(no teacher ever had my number thank fully)......she ll pik the phone from bag.....ring band...she ll keep it back.....ring starts...that was fun......classmates ll know after the class got over that who was the culprit.....there were a few other then me doing the same......lol.....and agar professor achi lagti thi to 2nd bench wid a notebook, inside which wud be my mobile in which i wud be happily playing games or typing msgs(to who cant be revealed...;-))...bas kabhi kisi ki proxy nahi laga paayi ..tried once n was caught n uske baad never got the courage to do it.......
year 2008.........andaman trip over....joining the new college SRISIIM....
knew all rules of it
1. no mobile phone allowed(gulps gulps)
2. timings 9.30 in the morning(at 9.31 gates will close...nooo.... at one second past 9.30)to 7.15 in the evening
3.uniform(after the life of DU)
4.95% attendence compulsary(was gtng a nervous brkdown......for being a mass bunker of delhi university).95% means 3 off daz in a semester!
many more....ll write as and wen it comes to mind.....
entire family was happy that i ll change........sudhar jaegi.....
yes sudhar gayi....topped in college...jahan dhakke kha ke graduation me pass hui...yahan 99% attendence ke saath to top karna hi tha.......my notes were studied by entire college to pass in xams and i was an alternative for prof during xams for everyone to clear the doubts and pass(haha)seems funny when i imagine now.......first year to fir bhi masti me nikal gaya......no family occasions, no outing with family or frnds,couldnt help in any family decisions or matters(used to feel guilty)par attendence nahi hua fulfil to fine bhi family ko hi dena padhta.....with the guilt that i am spending lakhs of money of my parents i got serious abt life....started working hard......2 years was nothing but a sacrifice of everything happily.......classmates would ask how do u manage to remain happy in this jail kinda life, but it was only my commitment towards my family that i did everything happily.......kabhi life ko rakh kar koi complaints nahi...first yr life was good in itself.....2nd yr was bad....the usual politics i too was involved forcebly by students....but believe me nothing bothered me.(because few good angels still were there in my life)....ma pa lavi were scared that i shouldnt gt upset spoil my career....par it never bothered me....i became a little quiet in college par lavi was back from hostel to delhi.......roz ghar jakar uska rona used to keep me entertained than to think abt any prblm of mine....bas padho , assignments and xams was all i knew n thought of!cool.....over....thought at least in the end hardwork would pay me off.....placements jiska sabko intazaar tha....intazaar hai nw that we are over with the MBA.....first ranker and jobless.....not blaming anyone(i hate blaming others).........interview xperince is already mentioned in the other blog i have written.............now what??????
year 2010........i was driving in the roads of capital city and see small kids selling pencils " didi das rupaya...le le na..wanted to give her the money but that will encourage her to sell more than to leave it..so i didnt...in another instance....i laughed when in another signal a boy said "teri jaldi shadi hogi didi....le le na didi."....its their age to write with a pencil but they are selling one.....i am running away from selling but they small kids have the courage to do that!i salute them..............coming back "you work hard now and be happy later"......i didnt work hard fully(3 years of grad)...par i worked double hard during post grad....i cant see anything good......they agreed for eveything we wanted to do....i am wondering.......2 saal bhi nahi karti yaar...if that was to go waste.......never mind...forgeting me.....those small kids selling pencil on the road....are they not working hard????but they are on road why??????do i now call that as fate......??????
year 2008.........andaman trip over....joining the new college SRISIIM....
knew all rules of it
1. no mobile phone allowed(gulps gulps)
2. timings 9.30 in the morning(at 9.31 gates will close...nooo.... at one second past 9.30)to 7.15 in the evening
3.uniform(after the life of DU)
4.95% attendence compulsary(was gtng a nervous brkdown......for being a mass bunker of delhi university).95% means 3 off daz in a semester!
many more....ll write as and wen it comes to mind.....
entire family was happy that i ll change........sudhar jaegi.....
yes sudhar gayi....topped in college...jahan dhakke kha ke graduation me pass hui...yahan 99% attendence ke saath to top karna hi tha.......my notes were studied by entire college to pass in xams and i was an alternative for prof during xams for everyone to clear the doubts and pass(haha)seems funny when i imagine now.......first year to fir bhi masti me nikal gaya......no family occasions, no outing with family or frnds,couldnt help in any family decisions or matters(used to feel guilty)par attendence nahi hua fulfil to fine bhi family ko hi dena padhta.....with the guilt that i am spending lakhs of money of my parents i got serious abt life....started working hard......2 years was nothing but a sacrifice of everything happily.......classmates would ask how do u manage to remain happy in this jail kinda life, but it was only my commitment towards my family that i did everything happily.......kabhi life ko rakh kar koi complaints nahi...first yr life was good in itself.....2nd yr was bad....the usual politics i too was involved forcebly by students....but believe me nothing bothered me.(because few good angels still were there in my life)....ma pa lavi were scared that i shouldnt gt upset spoil my career....par it never bothered me....i became a little quiet in college par lavi was back from hostel to delhi.......roz ghar jakar uska rona used to keep me entertained than to think abt any prblm of mine....bas padho , assignments and xams was all i knew n thought of!cool.....over....thought at least in the end hardwork would pay me off.....placements jiska sabko intazaar tha....intazaar hai nw that we are over with the MBA.....first ranker and jobless.....not blaming anyone(i hate blaming others).........interview xperince is already mentioned in the other blog i have written.............now what??????
year 2010........i was driving in the roads of capital city and see small kids selling pencils " didi das rupaya...le le na..wanted to give her the money but that will encourage her to sell more than to leave it..so i didnt...in another instance....i laughed when in another signal a boy said "teri jaldi shadi hogi didi....le le na didi."....its their age to write with a pencil but they are selling one.....i am running away from selling but they small kids have the courage to do that!i salute them..............coming back "you work hard now and be happy later"......i didnt work hard fully(3 years of grad)...par i worked double hard during post grad....i cant see anything good......they agreed for eveything we wanted to do....i am wondering.......2 saal bhi nahi karti yaar...if that was to go waste.......never mind...forgeting me.....those small kids selling pencil on the road....are they not working hard????but they are on road why??????do i now call that as fate......??????
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Iam a Graduate+ MBA!!!and not Graduate/MBA
m wonderstruck........read a caption of my frnd once...."jisne kaha MBA is a proffesional degree, maaro usse".....i laughed at that moment...but i believe there is nothing wrong in that!!!!!interviews and call for is for graduates/MBA..........damn!m a graduate + MBA...is there not a difference......MBA ke baad bhi if i had to do the same job...why did u waste in lakhs of rupees, 2 yrs of time and the efforts i put in studying...????wht is the cost of all this?????
i dont remember which was my first job interview......to describe...but one word common in all interviews"SALES".........tell something abt urself....i replied m graduate from DU, Post grad fom srisiim in marketing ie. my PGDM in marketing(alwaz prefferred to say MBA)corporate ppl still dont understand the difference between MBA and PGDM.......n my answer continued i describe myslef...blah blah blah.........after it...marketing???kya soch ke liye...field me ghoom loge?????SALES KA KAAAM HAI...........................SALES SALES SALES!!!!!!!i am sick of hearing this word...........and one fine day i screamed "I DONT WANT TO GET INTO SALES".............there is a difference between marketing and sales.yes i understand untill i dont know the hardcore of product how ll i grow.........but y the hell do i need an MBA for that.........12th standard...mom dad should decide....bacha TCS jaega, Cognizant jaega.....(ohk leavning these apart for engineers who scored(below 60% and due to no choice completed their engineering by mistake)...lets get in othere companies...media or cars or FMCG...parents decide....since 12th child starts studying abt them n working during holidaz in theses non engineers company and join there after GRADUATION..........Y the hell is this MBA / PGDM needed for.....oooohhkk..........IIM's make a difference...y r the rest of MBA/PGDM college existing then??????if they wont all ll aim for IIM n after nt geting i wud hav relaised my worth 2 years back.......no wastage of money time and efforts...n wud have landed in same kinda SALES profile coz all that wants in angreji bolna...................interview ll b asking u didnt joined in other jobs u got ..y????i may feel like saying"didnt n joined saaath me nahi use hota sir/mam".......par can coz m a begger and not chooser!and in the last interview for sales......coming on to another biggest issue....SALARY(dream salary)who still is a dream and dream which has gone farther for few more years till the time i loose all my enery to enjoy my life....i believe wht is the point of wasting current life as well as a life (when i ll b earning but cant enjoy)..........insurance behenge....nahi CAS ya CASA something bechenge..............yeh sab kyun bechna...sarojini nagar me ek thela khol lete hain n wahan kuch bechenge...i wud respect that more as i ll be an entreprenuer(one subject taught in MBA).....n taught ghulam to someone....uske product becho n uski dant suno(not sure as i never took uo a insurance sales or bank sales job)...........ab ultimately the thought process starts......SALES nahi to kya??????????good realisation and that to so soon......(for me).........girls ke liye to HR best hota hai...sab kehte hain....unhe kya bataun HR hi liye tha par college mein band kar diya tha woh stream.....with phobia of acounts....finance lene ki himmat to bani nahi ............bacha MARKETING...oops sorry..... to say SALES is a better option...............................can someone get me a non sales job at this moment???????i can bet!!!!!you cant..;-)
i dont remember which was my first job interview......to describe...but one word common in all interviews"SALES".........tell something abt urself....i replied m graduate from DU, Post grad fom srisiim in marketing ie. my PGDM in marketing(alwaz prefferred to say MBA)corporate ppl still dont understand the difference between MBA and PGDM.......n my answer continued i describe myslef...blah blah blah.........after it...marketing???kya soch ke liye...field me ghoom loge?????SALES KA KAAAM HAI...........................SALES SALES SALES!!!!!!!i am sick of hearing this word...........and one fine day i screamed "I DONT WANT TO GET INTO SALES".............there is a difference between marketing and sales.yes i understand untill i dont know the hardcore of product how ll i grow.........but y the hell do i need an MBA for that.........12th standard...mom dad should decide....bacha TCS jaega, Cognizant jaega.....(ohk leavning these apart for engineers who scored(below 60% and due to no choice completed their engineering by mistake)...lets get in othere companies...media or cars or FMCG...parents decide....since 12th child starts studying abt them n working during holidaz in theses non engineers company and join there after GRADUATION..........Y the hell is this MBA / PGDM needed for.....oooohhkk..........IIM's make a difference...y r the rest of MBA/PGDM college existing then??????if they wont all ll aim for IIM n after nt geting i wud hav relaised my worth 2 years back.......no wastage of money time and efforts...n wud have landed in same kinda SALES profile coz all that wants in angreji bolna...................interview ll b asking u didnt joined in other jobs u got ..y????i may feel like saying"didnt n joined saaath me nahi use hota sir/mam".......par can coz m a begger and not chooser!and in the last interview for sales......coming on to another biggest issue....SALARY(dream salary)who still is a dream and dream which has gone farther for few more years till the time i loose all my enery to enjoy my life....i believe wht is the point of wasting current life as well as a life (when i ll b earning but cant enjoy)..........insurance behenge....nahi CAS ya CASA something bechenge..............yeh sab kyun bechna...sarojini nagar me ek thela khol lete hain n wahan kuch bechenge...i wud respect that more as i ll be an entreprenuer(one subject taught in MBA).....n taught ghulam to someone....uske product becho n uski dant suno(not sure as i never took uo a insurance sales or bank sales job)...........ab ultimately the thought process starts......SALES nahi to kya??????????good realisation and that to so soon......(for me).........girls ke liye to HR best hota hai...sab kehte hain....unhe kya bataun HR hi liye tha par college mein band kar diya tha woh stream.....with phobia of acounts....finance lene ki himmat to bani nahi ............bacha MARKETING...oops sorry..... to say SALES is a better option...............................can someone get me a non sales job at this moment???????i can bet!!!!!you cant..;-)
Thursday, January 7, 2010
for the first time!
we all experienced a lot of things in life for the first time!i thought to collect all the things i have done for the first time in my life and which i could realise and feel...although it is not going to be in order but random as and when it is coming to my mind.......so start thinking of what all you did for the first time after reading....lol
for the first time when i went to watch movie with college friends
for the first time i came home at 12(got a slap from mom)
for the first time i went for a trip without lavanya
for the first time i had to live without lavanya
for the first time when i bunked my class
for the first time i was first in class(alwaz was second after lavi)
for the first time i became last bencher
for the first time i slapped a guy
for the first time when some one cheated from me(in 1st standard)
for the first time a teacher slapped me(was not my mistake in the 1st standard)
for the first time when i spoke in hindi(rasta dena in DTC bus)
for the first time when i saw a hindi movie(i guess it was sholey.pa's favorite)
for the first time i ate momos
for the first time i had chicken(ate a chicken sandwich to win a bet)
for the first time when i boarded a flight(excitement had no limits)
for the first time i changed my school
for the first time when i fooled my professor saying i am lavanya
for the first time i peddled the cycle without a support(i remeber where and when)
for the first time when i got a mobile for me
for the first time when i drove my new car
for the first time i danced in DJ
for the first time i watched rock on waking up all night
for the first time i decided to fast(but couldnt)
for the first time i shattered when appa had a heart attack
for the first time we lived without ma for 20 daz(wen she had been to nagpur)
for the first time i attended a funeral
for the first time i was on phone for more than few hours
for the first time i played chess
for the first time i played tennis
for the first time we played ice box(at coimbatore, tata's home)
for the first time i meditated
for the first time we learnt geeta ka shlok(at JG1 home)
for the first time i started my diary entry
for the first time i went for a school trip(jaipur in 6th standard)
for the first time i played "ball" badminton
for the first time i drove scooty
for the first time .............and lots more.........
ll keep thinking and updating!
for the first time when i went to watch movie with college friends
for the first time i came home at 12(got a slap from mom)
for the first time i went for a trip without lavanya
for the first time i had to live without lavanya
for the first time when i bunked my class
for the first time i was first in class(alwaz was second after lavi)
for the first time i became last bencher
for the first time i slapped a guy
for the first time when some one cheated from me(in 1st standard)
for the first time a teacher slapped me(was not my mistake in the 1st standard)
for the first time when i spoke in hindi(rasta dena in DTC bus)
for the first time when i saw a hindi movie(i guess it was sholey.pa's favorite)
for the first time i ate momos
for the first time i had chicken(ate a chicken sandwich to win a bet)
for the first time when i boarded a flight(excitement had no limits)
for the first time i changed my school
for the first time when i fooled my professor saying i am lavanya
for the first time i peddled the cycle without a support(i remeber where and when)
for the first time when i got a mobile for me
for the first time when i drove my new car
for the first time i danced in DJ
for the first time i watched rock on waking up all night
for the first time i decided to fast(but couldnt)
for the first time i shattered when appa had a heart attack
for the first time we lived without ma for 20 daz(wen she had been to nagpur)
for the first time i attended a funeral
for the first time i was on phone for more than few hours
for the first time i played chess
for the first time i played tennis
for the first time we played ice box(at coimbatore, tata's home)
for the first time i meditated
for the first time we learnt geeta ka shlok(at JG1 home)
for the first time i started my diary entry
for the first time i went for a school trip(jaipur in 6th standard)
for the first time i played "ball" badminton
for the first time i drove scooty
for the first time .............and lots more.........
ll keep thinking and updating!
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