Limit Your Anticipations Posted by VNb , Tuesday, January 18, 2011 at 1/18/2011 12:19:00 AM, in

    Hello people..below is a sample write-up from my inspirational manuscript, which I now hope, is going to be published soon...

Anticipation is one word that pangs the bells of caution in our minds more often than not. Is it any good? If so, how much and at what times. It isn’t very complex for you to answer for yourself, even if it were, it shouldn't be anymore for one simple fact:

Every form of outward human demeanor presupposes some amount of comfort as a part of human nature, either impulsive or well thought of. At most of the times you anticipate as a result of confrontations to people and reactions from people, always looking for atleast some good of your’s and thus going into anticipating things when they don’t seem to be turning out your way.

An anticipation that presumably considers the blighting/dangerous aspects of a caution being issued is an anticipation for good or to say a prudent (anti)cipation.

Whereas an anticipation that inspite of developing the curtails of scope for your development, acts at developing grudges inside you for others, is an anticipation for bad. Such anticipation works at depleting beatitude and developing a zone of insecurity, which gradually tends to encompass you as a whole and thus worsening your life. Insecurity intensifies the same way on being fed with anticipation as the fire intensifies when fed with oil. The cycle of insecurity is a vicious cycle, which masters at making/rendering all your actions and thoughts highly unproductive and regressive

In every man with some form of pessimistic mentality develops a psychologically expert anticipator. So the solution lies in refraining from the negative thoughts and always trying to expect the least from others and bear with the truthfulness of the world. Being generous and open to critical appraisals and introspection at any point in time, assumes the least amount of anticipation

wHY bE aN eNGINEER.. Posted by VNb , Wednesday, December 29, 2010 at 12/29/2010 11:46:00 PM, in

Off Lately, I was selected for an internship program with WYA, which is a partner organization to UN. To glorify my stand on that, I was only the second Indian to have been selected for it, wherein I had an opportunity to be sent to New York as a WYA ambassador to attend a few conferences in the downtown Manhattan, presided over by some top shot diplomats from around the world and a real life opportunity to undergo a human rights training for two months in a plush city of Philippines.

From that preceding paragraph, one could always draw that the selection procedure for such a program would really have been tough but what followed and also follows in this section was even tougher for me as a human, as a student and as an ‘Engineer’ moreover.

I always believed right from the time of applying for this program, that going in for a program like this would change my life for better. I needed a leave from my college for 2.5 months to pursue that premiership program with United Nations. But I was slow on pondering on one of the worst practices in my nation which is goes by the fact that for people here it is easier to get selected for such competitive and lucrative offers , but difficult enough to get facilitators here on our side to let us go into pursuing such premiership programs. On the contrary, you will get enough discouragement, that if you have a weak hole anywhere in you that would be stuffed with enough matter to not let you think of any such thing in future. Anyways, I don’t have any such hole to take care of me for my future endeavors. So, I got the letter precisely stating to assure me of all my expenses and accommodation, in case I decided to come down to Philippines – well placed in the soft hands of my IIT graduated Dean, those very soft hands in control of that malevolent mind, the mind that devises policies and protocols to rid students like me of the development that could not be comprehensible to him in his age. A sharp reader and an IITan by the more famously given designation, he couldn’t take time perusing through and refused immediately to grant any official leave, taking in concern the tremendous opportunity and the grandeur name of UN at the world arena. No fucking good effort could persuade him.. If I have to tell the truth, I really had not time for the next few days but to curse the dean.

But today in the juxtaposition of retrospection and introspection, I find very less reasons to curse him. So, I feel better. But, since I am no more cursing him, then where has the blame shifted? To whom? ‘is what my conscience asks’……The only question that when being answered truthfully and thoughtfully, solves all my problems is that- “Why the fuck am I pursuing Engineering, when this isn’t what I wanna be doing?” And I wonder the answer is equally important and relevant to another million useless engineers of my country, who just delve into pursuing it because either they don’t know what else to pursue or they simply fall in the footsteps of other fools. In short, they have no idea of what they wanna be pursuing. Whose fault is it anyways? Is it Mine? How could a person who’s not driving in general be blamed for an accident.

The Indian education system sits on top of this shit– if you were to take my word on that. Almost every second of us doesn’t have any clear idea of what he wants to do after his/her 12th standard in school and I mean it. We have enough options but no practical estimation of the worth and information of the consequences of a particular career or interest. We all have probably quite prolifically answered the question being posed to us by our elders, since we were children which went something like this-“What do you wanna become when you grow up?”  And we have often answered that in ways more intuitive than thoughtful and seems like, that somehow becomes a way of choosing our career.

 Well to be loud, the change from about 15 years of continuous generalized studies to streaming in one specific field is tough enough for a 17 year old, who often ends up thinking that the opportunities are wide when you are young. It is often easier discussed than decided and as a result he often applies the formula of choosing the least obnoxious option for him, merely neglecting the more important criteria which often bug him at a later stage. I see an utter need for change, simply because I don’t want to be an engineer and I am pursuing it today.

The father of the nation once said-“Be the change you wanna see around”
Mr. Gandhi please give me some enlightenment to help me be the change to fix this quandary, because I see no way out and feel more helpless than ever.

hEn oR eGg Posted by VNb , Monday, March 22, 2010 at 3/22/2010 11:08:00 PM, in

"Empathy doesn't necessarily guarantee sympathy to one in need"

Candidly I have had an over doze of phrases like-"Success isn't important but significance is","Just work hard and success will follow"  and so on..Even the great motivational gurus like Robin Sharma have laid emphasis on phrases like "success is important but significance is even better".

But as a perspective of a layman,practical is what,that works more often than not and the real time
examples that are set in the recent past are the most effective ways of setting one's belief in such seemingly vague concepts.

I am not an advocate of success neither do i perceive significance behind success superficial in any belittling way.
To come bluntly, as an Indian I have seen enough quandaries,turmoils all around and pandemonium and even more significantly the ever accruing poor rather extremely wretched poor in explosive numbers.

Well till the time an Indian layman remains in picture(rather lingers!!), the story always revolves around these two magical words-'Success' & 'Significance'.Always creating a catch22 alike the "Hen and Egg" story, where it's still a myth whether which one of the two existed earlier than the other.
It would always be an anachronistic anecdote and a fairly colorful one most of the times.

But the 'White and Black' cinema starts kicking off when a poor living and dwelling in slums and filthy spheres of this planet(yeppi that same planet whose considerable part is occupied in opulence) comes into picture. And now the play-the play on those two magical words, suddenly shifts and crosses those sinuous and tortuous paths,depleting a player and crushing it to non-existence.It's a plain game of a plain Jane, who doesn't seem to understand what significance mean.


Now i ask those so called 'wow' phrases - what would success mean to somebody who can't even perceive significance or may be how would significance be defined,where success by and large is undefined in their ever waning lives,where pestilences have been taking care of the physicals and pittances ruining the mentalities,where ruptures don't spread vibes and celebrations where are a mere shift of honed worries.


         'I urge you to give it a serious thought'

Colors of Life Posted by VNb , Wednesday, March 10, 2010 at 3/10/2010 08:10:00 PM, in

The Play on Flamboyance
For not a perversion
But for the restroration of the colors of life
In an attempt to say good bye to sordid,
In turn bringing the frenzy of the sparse cognomen of color

Mind it;
As it's an infancy lesson of greater importance;

Chanting the songs is an infant,
Not of ruptures
But has infact fallen for the aphrodisiac of the music of colors

It's not about specification
But the opalescent brightness they scatter
A toddler half a mind to acknowledge the artificiality
but surely twice a heart  to discover the significance

It's an infancy lesson of greater importance;

Accounts for a lost adult's larceny of emotions
Often reminds him of his penchants
But instead of being dazzling
have turned into the dimmest of dreams
like the adultery a most talented impotent imagines,

Surely it's an infancy lesson of greater importance;

In retrospect he follows,
and finds difficult to abandon the hollows
The memoirs accost him so often
Hold him to topple
As past wrote his present
and future lays in resent;

In deliberation ,Camoufalges the obvious

Seems it's an infancy lesson of greater importance;

For him
A phantasm happiness has become,
but infancy brings a ray
that may help keep despair at bay

It's an infancy lesson of greater importance!!!

iS that tRuE inDeed Posted by VNb , Saturday, January 16, 2010 at 1/16/2010 08:10:00 PM, in

To write posts for this page, the page which by now has proved to be an antithesis to the concept of banality, had been held in abeyance for quite some time because of an association of mine with the  literature and art works department of a think tank. But it comes back with an abjure to that company....
Anyways..I am extremely good at digressing through...So so So so

It's not a long ago when i spotted the  physical description of a revered yet to much an extent unnoticed quotation of an XYZ(caution:he may not be a revered man himself).... and that was when i realized that the pursuit of happiness is not always running for bigger and aimed things.. the  smallest of the happy moments which i would call the *photons of happiness  can turn the game around by simplifying those circuitous paths,which are the paths without the influence of these photons.
weLLLL not to forget what i started with i.e what Mr.XYZ told the world..He simply said-"The best thing to steal in this world is a sleeping child's kiss" .....wow simple gratuity to all the readers of the quote...may be you could'nt have intuited the similar way,but once you realize that photon of happiness which bursts out of one who involves in such a theft of kissing,you will concede the validity of such an intuition and you would believe there is no other way you could think of it.

I might have known it was respect..... Posted by VNb , Friday, December 11, 2009 at 12/11/2009 03:33:00 PM, in

I suspect,amongst the most difficult businesses of the world,commanding respect has found a very prominent place.It's indeed a rare occasion when i do'nt have trouble envisaging what i am gonna write but the challenge is confronted when i describe it.Respect is something everyone around loves to command and not every one gets it,but surely it would'nt be right to say that respected people do'nt abound ,but contextually many are striving to get it too.The question of bluntly asking for respect is rarely invoked...You had heard of people who were said to have been asking for respect.Truly once the credibility and respect are lost,the proliferation is something redoubtable.

Today i just feel like giving you or may be you can say imposing(ehh..!) 4 magical points that for you would help garner respect from your surroundings and establish a long term respectable decorum in the society(I shall be extremely sorry if none of these turns out to be a magical one for you),but importantly please do'nt consider this deed of mine as a claim that i am a very respectable man...(wEll I may not be one...)
Here it goes:::::::::
1).Archaic one to start but still the catapult to a respectable life--"self respect"is the basic block for building a mansion of respect from all spheres.You can'nt ask for a grudging introduction when you limp down the stage.


2).Overexposure of your mental and physical being in the fire of thoughts that are irrelevant and undemanding of your precence,burns the layer of your respectable skin scathely.So better stick to your pants and bowls...


3).Try and be the best in your business,even if you can'nt pay off your exorcist,the banished conscience can gradually be reinstated once you get an establishment of repect around(to your great astonishment my friends)


4).An odd one....(but show an endeavor to take it seriously).The concerns about sticking to the vernacular hip have been rife,please do'nt undermine your professional and personal long term respectful life by bothering yourself with these pestilences.Support yourself with best of the languages of the world.

mEager.... Posted by VNb , Thursday, November 26, 2009 at 11/26/2009 01:51:00 PM, in

About almost a week back I have had the opportunity of attending one of the filthiest parties of my life. It was on the occasion of the wedding of my friend's friend. That was an experience so disgusting yet I felt the usurpation of the reposition of all the love and sacrifice and those humane feelings i found myself drenched with...and so is the reason I write it today.

And now because i write it,I find ...{{BULLshit Iam damn interrupted by the salesman of the kotak mahindra trying to entice me with his company's saving plans...I tell him to get a fuck out of this place}}....so where was i .................yes--I find this eloquent to the extent of expressing the grief aroused by that perpetual servitude that my country's poor live with as a result of the the pittance they are paid every day they work.YEs you got it right,I am talking about the pittance paid to almost quarter of the total population of the world's second fastest growing economy just after china,which is also the fourth largest economy by purchasing power parity..(sorry for just a little bit of digression because of my acumen in economics..eh!).So by and large it was so different a show put up in front of us and astonishingly different from any other I had seen before....Almost all the family members of the bridegroom had little time for indolence as they acted as the general factotums.A matter that does'nt demand to be treated with utmost delicacy but at the same time which can'nt be avoided as a whole.It goes strange by me to consider weather a foreigner can even imagine such a filthy show is put up just a few miles from the pragati maidan area  where we have the grandiloquent IITF going on at the same time. And not only that there are hundreds of those filthy functions arranged everyday in various suburbs of Delhi and that alone explains the amazing story of condemnation to eternal punishment in this hell..