college to home

Hey its 5....getting dark...where are all? I worridly asked...
said my friend tarcy,y r u worrying...U dont have to drive,be calm...

hmm...i said...but i need to go home..hau to go to market...
I start waiting for all....

slowely all friends came inside van,and another1.5 hrs journey begun...
all were feeling lathargic...some were sleeping and some listening to somgs and some talking to their gf's/bf's....

I was feeling very boredom...n then i begun to chatter with my partner divya :)
all of sudden the historic music system of van which included 4 loudpeakers strated...
aaarrrrrrghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...i screamed...all boys looked at me,and wasw aiting fer my action and reaction....

I looked for coton balls in my purse and put them into my ears...all started laughing ...Then i said,i cant bear these drivers types songs !!

half of the journey was passed...boring...
suddenly my friend harry singh harjot raju bathinde waale headmaster (his name is so long,no he is puttar of punjab only,not a south indian) asked divya for her mobile....

And then he dialed to customer care...
welcome to airtel....wots the problem...??? asked by the customer care lady....
suddenly phone was snatched by 1 more friend Aman...he started talking in a typical punabi villager voice...

"madamji...assi dode pind toh bolde hain,kal saadi majh nu asi charaa paya si,chara paunde paunde,meri jeib chon mera mobail dig payaa dhoori te,oh taan kambani te siga...te majh ho kha gayi...hun baali pareshani hai...parehsaani eh hai k jadi v mera fone aaunda hai taan majh kamban lag jaandi hai,asi apna mobail kivein kadhiye usde thidh chon??? ( we are talking from village named doda,we are facing a problem....i have many buffaloes at home,while serving their food,my mobile fell and buffalo ate it....it was on vibration,now whebever my phone rangs,buffalo starts vibrating too,how to overcum this??)

teeen teeennnn teeeeeennnnnn...sounded,she kept the phone without solving r problem...we started laughing like hell...

hey hey its my turn now,excliamed harry singh ! !
again a call to customer care....

welcome to airtel customare care...your problem please....

heloooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo....a long n warm hello from r harry singh.....
madam..I am harjot singh,speaking from phone in a van.....i wanted to take a guide from u all..thanx fer helping...

but we have yet to help u sir,asked the lady...

oh i know i know...but thanx in anticipation...ha ha ha....i first thanked you,so that u dont deny to help me,ha ha ha,bolo ta ra ra ra..
ok,now listen....

(harry in south indian ascent) we havve a daater (daughter) named divya....(again changed ascent to punjabi...)
madam ji,oh kaafi inteligent kudi hai,kerela di hai...punjab aayi hai,mainu usde carier di badi chinta hai,saanu dass deyo job oprotunities,wohIT ch ebgg kar rahi hai,please saadi kudi nu lava deo kite....
( mam,i hav a friend named divya,she is from kerela,but studying in r clg,pursuing her ebgg in IT,she s an inteligent girl but i m worried bout her job,please help her to grab a job)

teeeen teeeeeennnnnn...again a voice of fone stuck ! !

now..again the same process.....dialing to custmer care.....

hello...this was a man's voice.....a heavy 1....

the mobile was wid harry singh...he in a very humble voice...my friend wants to talk to you,and throw mobile to another guy named vikrant....

now vikrant....in a laughing manner "paaji sat sri akal,hoe sab thik thak? ghar vich sab thik? job thik? "
(wishing to sir,asked bout his life,family n job)

threw mobile to harry..
"aley fad,gall karli...." (take yr mobile back,m over with a talk)

hmmm...how much time left fer first stoppage,divya's house? asked by me.....m feeling very hungry...

aman said" u always feel hungary..y? dont u take lunch in a clg??"
i said" may b i hau worms inm y stomach,thas y..else i have gud diet"

"oh,u r soo thin n slim,we feel like u'l b invisible in a short span of time" commented by him..

then i asked..." do u know bout my diet?,listen u now...i take 2 paranthas at morning then 3 at lunch n 2 at dinner and junk extrs...but i feel hungry...coz i hau worms in my stomach..."

hahahahahahahahahahahah......laughed aman....

I looked upon him.....huh...no need to laugh,this is the reality.....welll...my home is bout to cum....lemme gather my things....

"hey,listen my diet then....I eat 4 paranthas at morning....then lassi,then at afternoon 6-7 chapaties wid salad n alssi n all..then junks,then again 6-7 at dinner"..proudly said by him

I was speechless...was constantly looking at him......

"now wot do u say".....says him...
naaah,nothing....i said...my home is bout to cum
"but u hau to comment....wot do u think bout worms now???? asked aman...

"Shivani yr stoppage",asked driver in a loud pitch...
yeah...coming.....i strated stepping down...

hey hey,but comment upon the worms...said aman jeet...

" worms are in ur stomach"
said by me...
hahahahahaha..
every1 laughed...n wished me bye

that was a njoyable jourbey :)

Me,My heart and my brain

It was an early morning,I woke up..I rarely get up so early,but today it was a diffefent day. My heart was still sinking,I tried explaining my heart since I heard that news,I paid lot of attention to me,as if I am trying to enlighten my soul. I am 23,it is obvious,but my heart,it is still kid...But I had to prepare myself,but everytime I am failed. But this time,I realy coundnt skip of the situtation.....From childhood,I was scared of this truth..."marraige"....But this time I had to face it....My heart was revolting and my mind was laughing at me....but I pretended to be strong...and suddenly conversation begun inside me....

My heart in heavily voice pleaded,"Please dont pretend,you also know I am right,you are forcing yourself as you have always done,How long wud you kill yourself?"

I was speechless and started thinking in my brain," I know,heart never lies,but I cant commit what it is saying,I will go weak then"....I was numb...."Now why the hell you are feeling numbness?" my Brain asked to me in an insulted manner !!

"Aah,No,Now you please dont come into this play,this is already messed"....I was feeling again going in an infinite arguement ! !

Suddenly,my heart and my brain clashed...

My Heart,which was full of wounds,leison,abrasion,hurted.....started crying" Please listen to me, you materialistic world,You Deaf God,please this time listen to me,Gimme 1 chance,I want to live my dreams,I am knitting my dreams since childhood,"

Then my Brain suddenly interfered and started yelling..."what chances...you are weak,thats why you have lost all chances,Now everything is over....
Its being more than 2 years you have passed out from college..everybody has achieved their Goal,excpet you,Its all your mistake..Your parents,family expected a lot from you,but u didn fulfil them,nobody holded you hands or pulled you behind...Be practical you heart,this is a materialistic world...if you are good,then u lack behind,if ou are bad,then spiritually you lack behind,In nutshell,you are behind"

My heart always listens to my brain,but this time it forwarded its inner voice...." I cant never be rude,coz it is not my nature,I wud love to remain behind in this materialstic world,at every cost excpet the cost of my dreams...I just wanna to stand on my feet,to tell my family,trust me,I have lot of caliber,I am not sucessful because I cant live without them,I fear being alone,I cant deal with this world,as I was always pulled inside,circumstances killed my sparkes,my hobbies and my stamina to face this world alone...but i kept quiet..I didn complain,but this time,please dont force me..Oh lord please help me"...

There was silence everywhere...the situation was emotional...I myself was crying....listening to no hopes of my heart and no statements of my brain....I carried my self.....

I mingled each of my part,my soul....and with blue eyes.....I gave myself to the hands of time ! ! I know Time has always being so cruel to me,I had left with no option,My heart and my brain was leaving me head spinning....I had no way left out....

I left myself by remembering the quote of charles Darwin "Fittest is the Survival"....

Honest Answers to HR Questions :)

Honestly, we will have these answers in our mind ... but we give different,
tailored and suitable answers to the guy !

1. Why did you apply for this job?

I have applied for many jobs along with this and you called me now.

2. Why do you want to work for this company?

I have to work for some company who ever gives me a job, I don't have any
specific company in mind.

3. Why should I hire you?

You have to hire some one, you may give me a try.

4. What would you do if this happened?

Well, it depends my mindset and mood at that situation...

5. What is your biggest strength?

Basically, daring to join any company who pays me well, without thinking of
the fate of company

6. What is your biggest weakness?

Girls

7. What was your worst mistake, and how did you learn from it?

Joining my earlier company and learnt that I need to jump to get more
money, so I am here today

8. What accomplishments in your last position are you most proud of?

Had I accomplished any in my last position, why do I need to change my job?
I could demand more and stay there.

9. Describe a challenge you faced and how you overcame it?

Biggest challenge is answering the question "why are you looking for a
change" and I started blabbering irrelevantly to overcome that.

10. Why did you leave/ are you leaving your last job?

For the same reason why you left your earlier job

11. What do you want from this job?

If no work is given but keep giving good hikes

12. What are your career goals and how do you plan to achieve them?

Make more money and for that keep jumping companies for every 2 yrs

13. Did you hear of our company and what do you know of us?

Yeah, I know that you will ask this, I've gone through your website

14. What is the salary expected and how do justify that?

Well, no one will change job for the same salary, hence, give me 20% extra
than what I am getting and that is unpublished industry standard

(I know you will bargain on what ever I ask, hence, I have already hiked my
current salary by 30%)

A Short Sweet Story

My wife called, 'How long will you be with that newspaper? Will you
come here and make your darling daughter eat her food?

I tossed the paper away and rushed to the scene. My only daughter,
Sindu, looked frightened; tears were welling up in her eyes. In front of
her was a bowl filled to its brim with curd rice. Sindu is a nice child, quite
intelligent for her age.

I cleared my throat and picked up the bowl. 'Sindu, darling, why don't
you take a few mouthful of this curd rice? Just for Dad's sake, dear'.
Sindu softened a bit and wiped her tears with the back of her hands.
'Ok, Dad. I will eat - not just a few mouthfuls, but the whole lot of this.
But, you should...' Sindu hesitated. 'Dad, if I eat this entire curd Rice,
will you give me whatever I ask for?'

'Promise'. I covered the pink soft hand extended by my daughter with
mine, and clinched the deal. Now I became a bit anxious. 'Sindu, dear,
you shouldn't insist on getting a computer or any such expensive items.
Dad does not have that kind of money right now. Ok?'

'No, Dad. I do not want anything expensive'. Slowly and painfully, she
finished eating the whole quantity. I was silently angry with my wife and
my mother for forcing my child to eat something that she detested.
After the ordeal was through, Sindu came to me with her eyes wide with
expectation. All our attention was on her.
'Dad, I want to have my head shaved off, this Sunday!' was her demand.
'Atrocious!' shouted my wife, 'A girl child having her head shaved off?
Impossible!'

'Never in our family!' My mother rasped. 'She has been watching too
much of television. Our culture is getting totally spoiled with these TV
programs!'

'Sindu, darling, why don't you ask for something else? We will be sad
seeing you with a clean-shaven head.'
'Please, Sindu, why don't you try to understand our feelings?' I tried
to plead with her.

'Dad, you saw how difficult it was for me to eat that Curd Rice'.
Sindu was in tears. 'And you promised to grant me whatever I ask for.
Now, you are going back on your words. Was it not you who told me the story of
King Harishchandra, and its moral that we should honor our promises no
matter what?'

It was time for me to call the shots. 'Our promise must be kept.'
'Are you out of your mind?' chorused my mother and wife.
'No. If we go back on ourpromises, she will never learn to honour her
own. Sindu, your wish will be fulfilled.'

With her head clean-shaven, Sindu had a round-face, and her eyes
looked big and beautiful.

On Monday morning, I dropped her at her school. It was a sight to
watch my hairless Sindu walking towards her classroom. She turned around
and waved. I waved back with a smile. Just then, a boy alighted from a car,
and shouted, 'Sinduja, please wait for me!' What struck me was the
hairless head of that boy. 'May be, that is the in-stuff', I thought.
'Sir, your daughter Sinduja is great indeed!' Without introducing herself,
a lady got out of the car, and continued, 'that boy who is walking
along with your daughter is my son Harish. He is suffering from....
leukemia'. She paused to muffle her sobs. 'Harish could not attend the
school for the whole of the last month. He lost all his hair due to the
side effects of the chemotherapy. He refused to come back to school fearing the
unintentional but cruel teasing of the schoolmates. Sinduja visited him last
week, and promised him that she will take care of the teasing issue. But, I
never imagined she would sacrifice her lovely hair for the sake of my son!
Sir, you and your wife are blessed to have such a noble soul as your daughter.'
I stood transfixed and then, I wept. 'My little Angel, you are teaching me how selfless real love is!'

The happiest people on this planet are not those who live on their own
terms but are those who change their terms for the ones whom they love !!

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