Youth For Seva

My sole purpose to write this post is to spread the awareness about some good activity going on in our society which your eyes might not have noticed yet. But in the beginning you have to bear me with my life.

The environment of BNSD Shiksha Niketan, the games I played in SHAKHA, the tution of PRAN sir has inculcated a seed of social service inside me.

Being backed by RSS (Rashtriya swayamsevak sangh), in BNSD we used to listen & present on stage the inspirational stories of great personalities. We used to celebrate birthday of various freedom fighters, social workers, saints and a lot many others. The good thing was we were only focusing only on their bright side. We were taught about our culture, duties for society, Desh Prem, respect for women, self confidence & all that which are considered as rubbish & bullshit by today's teen.

I was part of SHAKHA, an effort by RSS to make kids sporty. There i used to play games with all the kids of the locality.

I came across PRAN sir, a IIT-JEE physics teacher, who not only made physics interesting but also told us about his contribution to society.

All this made me a little more inclined towards society. I wished i could remove poverty, illiteracy & fill the gap between 80% poor and 20% rich Indians. But i never acted because so people around me had their own dreams depending on me & fulfilling them was part of my duty.

In college I went to government school & slum once with seniors. Many times i was misled by various, so called wise professionals that all these NGO's & social work is a money making business. Let it be, but if you don't want to get corrupted nobody can force you.

After coming to Bangalore frankly speaking i never got time to think over it. But all of a sudden but silently someone came into my life & ignited the cold dying fire inside of me. Recession was crippling our economy & I was busy earning bread & butter. Then someone told me about YFS (Youth For Seva). You get boost up when you see someone as capable as you is able to do something, you had been frightening for years.

Today i went to YFS meeting, I went there with the perception that most of the crowd will comprise of government servants, local BA/BSc graduates but upto my surprise i saw many advanced young professionals. The crowd was no other than the crowd of FORUM mall. you know what is signifies, it proves that a part of the 20% capable population of India is willing to change the life of the rest 80%.

I fall into that 5% population who earn more than 5 lpa. I can lose thousands of rupees in stock market but i can never think of sponsoring a child's education, arranging meals for kids, donating for orphans/old people or even donate blood. But i can happily give my time & labour to the society through YFS.

In the end I just want to say one dialogue from the movie Spiderman "with great power comes great responsibility" , all of you reading this blog comes under those 2% Indians that have internet access which means that you have some potentials in you & you should use it for the welfare of society. Nobody can change you against your will, but without giving it a try i dont want to be called a loser.

http://www.youthforseva.org/

i m a kid !!!

Today i introspected myself to find out what can be reason people might think i am childish.

1) I dont take decisions, because i have lack of confidence to do so.
2) I dont take things for granted, i look for confirmation.
3)I look for straight yes or straight no.
4)I think myself in place of other & then compare the situation.

5*) I judge people by silly activites, dressing & routine. That's very childish i know but cant help it.

6*) I demand a lot, I want people to give me attention, take me seriously, answer my every questions, bear my criticism, get scolded when they are wrong, read my blogs daily, dont mind if i cross the line. its like i want them to do what i would like to do with our friends.

7*) I behave like stubborn child when want to tell others that I am right. I sometimes impose my verdict.

8)I think a lot & i take most of the things seriously.
9)Sometimes I only think about myself, forget someone else's feelings.
10) I am contradictory by nature as u can see in these points as well.

I know all about me. but cant help it. i need good friends like you to bear me & help me out to make me mature.

Many of my friends have told me that i am a kid, but i never agreed them, but today when someone new told me that. i had to agree with that.

i tell you i was even more worse than today, i have improved a lot & i will, just bear with me.

Its Time To Heel Your Life

I am looking for an answer why do i always back off when it comes to express my feelings? After these many years now i have figured out that words are no less powerfull then the feelings. Words can alter your's as well as others life.

Everyone has respect & love for their parents, but how many of the us have uttered so. Have anyone among us have ever told our mother that "dont worry, I will take care of you" or hugged our dad when he is in trouble. we (at least i) feel awkward to do so.
you might disagree on the last point saying that in family or especially with parents you dont need to say anything, they already know you well. But still if you express them i assure you they will get rejuvenated. This works like a catalyst for the process we call bondage.

Feeling sad when your friend lost his job, but not saying any word will not going to help him at all. we generally think this may hurt his pride. But if you are a true friend you should take this risk. If your intensions are good, he will not misunderstand you. Again who will tell him your intension, you tell him. Never feel shy in saying silly things like that.

Sometimes we dont appreciate someone's work or we dont congratulate one on his success partly because we think it doesn't matter to him & partly because of some fear. I think if you say something in words you become more firm on that. If you keep repeating some false believe, one day that is going to be inhibit in you.

All I want to convey is that dont pile up love, respect, praise & all deep inside your head, say it. If you are not doing so, you will have blood relations as they come by birth, but not the one made by you because they require verbal confirmation.

I am already suffering with this syndrome. but i want you to overcome the same in you. Become shameless and express your feelings to your family, friends and love (if you have one).

Journey to the "chocola-tea" ooty *

After planning over more than 6 month, our group, a collection of unique samples called NAMUNAS(idiots) from all around the UP agreed to go see the ooty. We put all the responsibility on the shoulders of one south Indian macha, the only sensible guy in our group. I being no less smart than macha helped him plan for our journey.

We left the office just after the lunch, the only cause we went to office that day. At 3'o clock we boarded the bus to erode, the native place of macha. Most of the people in our group don't know how to entertain themselves in English so we let macha get bored throughout the journey. Around 9'o clock we were taking delicious south Indian homemade food & sweet in macha's home like we will never taste them again & i am sure we won't.

We were being driven towards ooty in the early hours of hot & humid morning of TN. this time we allowed macha to play tamil songs as well. We halted at few places to empty our bladder, imparting fertility to TN soil. I was the first to remove the shirt as it was all wet, others followed. We visited park in coonoor district and then drove off for ooty. In the Afternoon we were asking for lodges and hotels. Soon we got one which suited our needs and limitations both. Toilet was not up to our expectation, but we didn't care.

That day we went for boating in some lake. After playing few games over there we left for rose garden. Nature was conspiring to force we people live single till marriage ie why all roses were gone when we visited rose garden. That night we dined at one costly restaurant, costly because you can easily get better quality food at some OK restaurant in Bangalore.

If a place becomes tourist spot, local public finds thousands of way for their livelihood. They start selling local food, clothes, vegetables, fruits. Not all the places we visited there had nothing to be called special. We bought some homemade chocolates for our loved one's while roaming in the streets of ooty in that chilled night. We almost went astray from our hotel. That night we played cards till dawn.

Second day started with visiting the peak of TN, that's what i was told by macha, followed by visiting a tea factory. Actually we have a tea freak among us & he wanted to acknowledge tea business growing by leaps and bounds because of his contribution. We visited a hell lot of places meaningless to mention in the blog of a genius.

We did carting, bumpy cars, air hockey, 3d rotation & whatever that came on our way. On the return journey few jerks among us complained about vomiting, loose motion and unfortunately macha could not escape from this.

Tamilian may not be knowing hindi but they carry the hindu culture more than any hindi speaking family. Macha's family left zero stone unturned to welcome us. I hardly care about the food and facilities but i do care about the one's involvement and love. And i must say i wasn't disappointed.

In the end i got a lesson, never to be haste in booking the tickets as I booked the tickets for the train departing 1 day before. Lazy Indians want all pieces of cake without moving their ass and never let go any chance of blaming the leaders.

As a whole, journey was fantastic because something is always better than nothing. I hope i was not much illustrative this time to make you skip reading this post.

* Blog Title indicates that OOTY is known for chocolates & tea.

Fools day : My Bday : story behind this particular date

If you think that fools day is justifiable because at least one of the fool in your acquaintance was born on this day then you will be wrong, because my real Bday falls on September.
Being born in sep 85, why would someone make oneself 6 months older in papers, i am going to explain.

you might be aware of the fact that i skipped two class years in my childhood. In my time it was compulsory to be 14 years old to be eligible for high school examination.

so when we went for admission for class 6 in BNSD, they refused to accept me because i was 6 month lagging to 9 years. in order to get admitted in BNSD & in order to appear in high school, they pushed the date & time 6 months back in records.

had i not been told you that i skipped two classes then probably you would have thought that i started schooling inside the womb, 6 months before the day i was born.