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This is some thing my experience tale after all experience counts and matters.


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Every-time I cross by temple, church, mosque or any shrine place, I bow down my head to say “God, please protect me”. Very rarely it happened, wherein I wished for my parents. In few cases, I folded my hands in-front of divine power and pray for the longevity of my parents. I always wanted for myself, for a handsome package in the next company, for super-duper appraisal in my job, for the best job offer in the market, for best lady who will stand next to me. Every praying revolved around me and only me.

Every time I forgot it is my parents who brought me into this me-and-my-world,  every moment I was about to fall they were the one who were behind me watching like a savior and ensuring I am walking confidently in this junglee. They always tried their best so that I can have the best in my life, they always satisfied themselves with the worst, thinking that I will get the super best.

It was my mom who woke up at the middle of night just to check if I am having a tight sleep, it was my dad who woke me up on time so that I do not miss my first lecture, it was him who make sure my wallet has enough money so that I can spend it with an attitude my-dad-is-an-ATM.


God is Parent, Parent is God

Numerous times, without any hopes of return they continuously kept on showering the love, the care, the protect, the knowledge. Every time I failed an exam, they say no matter better try next time. Every time I bang my bike, they repaired it and advised to slow down an accelerator. Every time I came home late, they say it would be nice if we all could have dinner together.


I don’t know, whether god exists in this world or not and don’t want to debate. It took me 2 decades to realize that god exists, and that too at my home only.It’s just I keep on ignoring their presence, because we all are so surrounded by our own longings and wish-list that we always bow down our head in-front of those stone idols but we hardly prefer to do the same in-front of our living idols-our parents.

Now, every time I knee down, I do remember my parents and millions of other gods who according to our mythology existed once upon a time in this selfish world.

But I am still wondering, why shall we have to stereotype God as a mother and father, why can’t it be simple Godparents in a single word? After all god is the one who keeps on showering the rain of love, wealth and protection to the needy people.I guess may be the one who invented this word has a selfishness hidden behind.

Long Live All The Parents In This World..You Are God…


Engineer vs Recession

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Recession But No Depression

Engineer and Recession were the most popular words of 2009 and they manage to maintain their popularity throughout 2010 and I don’t how long their popularity going to last. Be it a news channel, or a leading newspaper, or any other sources of communication , you were able to watch/read the hit discussion going on in between recession and engineer.  Never know who won, who lost, because when the recession was spreading its wings in the Indian IT market, one of the biggest firm came as a savior and offered me job which I straightaway accepted without even thinking twice-what will be my role, what will be my designation, how much they will pay in my pocket?

I can’t be so selfish not to mention the result of battle between engineer vs recession, being a so called an engineer. Tagging yourself an engineer has been a cakewalk in the market these days, no hard feelings but it is the bitter truth which me and my other colleagues equally know, that we are engineer not because we have engineered those skillful acts, we are engineer because we have paid annual fees and tied up with some state university.

Not to blame anyone, neither the college authority, nor college infrastructure, nor the placement department because in the end its you and only you, you have to excel yourself, you have to master your skills, you have to engineer what you have learnt and prove yourself among the crowd of thousand of engineers, be the front-runner.

Few questions always surround my brain, which I have very less in stock, why do our colleague from IITs and NIITs grab the job so easily when half population of engineer are facing the heat of recession? Are they competitive enough or are those colleges equipped with better infrastructure or do their placement agencies know beforehand what the companies like IBM, Infosys, TCS, Wipro etc want from the budding techie people? These questions have a mixed answers. Some say it is the environment and the teaching method, some believe it is the placement agency of these colleges that invites good number of companies, some say it is effort put by engineers of these colleges. To be honest I never put any effort when I was in my graduation, not even for single year, now I wish I could go back to my engineering era and channelized my brain in the right direction.

Sorry again I am lost again, we were in the debate of engineer vs recession, who was the winner and who fall into the basket of not-being-winner. I am sure every one will voice an engineer, as not-being-winner. I have seen the brutality of recession, being ill-treated by the security of tech park, surviving whole day in one time meal, editing your resume so that it might fit the criteria of some other companies, sending hundreds of emails to the HR with a hope that one day they will revert but that one day never came. May be god has some other cookies stored on my fortune. Because of that cookies from Almighty, today I am the luckiest from those hundred of engineers who are still facing the heat of recession and doing all what I used to.

But there are many things that we still can do and overcome the mountain of recession standing tall in-front of every engineer’s highway.

Keep an eye on this topic, to know what are those things?..To be continued…

The Sock Washer Maid

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The Sock Washer Maid

It’s quarter to eight in my Q&Q watch, typical ting-tong sound of door bell falls in my ear, waking me and my room mate up from pleasant early morning sleep. With a I-don’t-want-to-wake-up-feeling, me or my flat mate opened the door with a grin in face to our maid.


After an annoying sound of ting-tong, it’s time to another irritating sound of tap water filling the bucket, that too in the wee hours when you are in dreamland dreaming about your princess.

She started her daily routine in a regular tone, filling the bucket, pouring Ariel/Surf Excel powders, stirring it to produce soap fizz, searching for our not-so-clean clothes from the laundry bags, dumping it inside the bucket.

Then she hold her magic broom stick, like Harry Potter doing it in celluloid, wipes the floor in couple of minutes, then start mopping the floor that too in another couple of minutes.

Never saw any maid, who is justifying her duty to the core for what is being paid. Every time we paid her, we feel we are under paying her, no hard feelings against her integrity, self respect, because in my entire life, I have encounter very few people who enjoy their work to the fullest. I guess that is the art of living.

She never complains against her work, I guess she understood it clearly its her job, that is what she is salaried.

She washes everything that comes her way if that thing is washable with out your permission. I don’t know how fair enough is to wash socks every day, but our maid is super hygienic and equally understands that your foot should be clean and non-sticky. Because she might feel that we have to cover a long journey ahead, so she prefer our foot to keep it clean, hygienic so that we can cover extra miles. She washes all the pair of socks available inside our shoes, that too daily, I know that is unfair for socks,since that shortens its life. But it is fair enough, because our feet will always remain shining and protected by detergent smelling socks.

Thanks to our Sock Washer Maid…With so many questions about who is she, what is her name, where does she come from, how she manage to be punctual every day despite of rain, sun or any other hurdles?

I would like to end this post with a honest wish for her and her family’s prosperity…I wish she could read my post on her and comment on it, may be in the next birth, that is what our mythology says.

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So many questions, sense of nervousness, fear of losing in the middle of mammoth population but nothing changed the determination of small town girl. Either that was the dedication of her towards her profession which energized her or will power inside her that pushes her to the frontier or may be the young lady is in the search of her true love in this concrete jungle. Whatever be the reason, who ever be her prince charming, I really felt the urge of saluting her never-say-no attitude, her every attempt I-am-no-less than anybody. Hats of to you and burning zeal inside you.

Despite of every odds, lady reached her office before time. That ends her fear of not reaching on time. She found the answer of her another question, because her seniors are amicable. She even came to know the best possible means of convenience to reach her workplace, which means she neither has to remember the color of the bus nor recall the number of the bus.

Finally it was D-day of small town girl, which she ended up in a high note, may be highest note would be better.

But still she still has one biggest question in her mind, will she be able to find the love of her life? What is next??




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Early morning, when the breeze around you is fresh, sun is spreading its wing to lighten up the city that never sleeps”Mumbai”, wakes up a small town girl, with anxiety inside her mind, butterflies in stomach. You must be wondering, why she is anxious, full of nervousness? Mumbai-the city that never sleeps, a hustle bustle, every one in the crowd wants to be the first, first to get in the bus, first to board the train, first to reach his/her office, first to grab the vada-pav, first in every race. This lady who does not have that urge of being the winner, because she landed from a city-that-sleeps to this city-never-sleeps, in the search of a true love, supportive partner and a blessed life. Beyond these things what she had come for, the lady has to survive in the city of Vada-Pav, where except vada-pav, things are available at sky rocketing price. Dressed up in a red traditional dress (Patiala), what a combination, fresh air, chirping of birds, lady in a red Patiala salwar suit, isn’t it the perfect morning bliss that every one is looking for? May be that is bliss for every other morning walkers who saw her on the street, but who knows what is going inside her mind? I can easily recognize by looking at her pale face, there are hundred of questions juggling out inside her pea-sized brain, what is the number of bus, will it drop me on time, how far will it drop me from my office, what if I lost my way and report late to my bread-and-butter provider’s place(office), how will be my boss, will he/she be grumbling/snappish/kind enough to listen my words and many more.