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The Black (money) Day | Humour Blog
The Black (money) Day | Humor Blog
By evening 7, the only thing I did was uploading an article on my blog, which got ignored by all, thanks to Mr Narendra Modi’s sudden blast on national TV, and had a comforting hot water shower which is one of the perks of being unemployed. By 8, I finally reached to meet an old school friend who was supposed to explain to me how good his life was in Ahmedabad and how better he was about to make it by investing in some food startup.
Demonetization
While listening to him and playing with my phone, the news popped up saying “Rs. 500 and Rs.1000 notes will be banned from tomorrow.” To divert the topic from his conversation, I informed him about the same, as I knew he belonged to the business family and business and black money are like an illegal relationship; they fight in front of others to prove that nothing is between them, and still sleep on the same bed every night.
To my expression of information to him, he replied, “Fake hai.”I accepted his answer and started focusing on his talk. Slowly my whats app started exploding like never before. Every group and all friends started circulating the news like only they were having the access of the news channel in the whole country and this information is something that the nation wants to know that too only through them. I checked all messages and informed him again. He again took it lightly and so I understood that he didn’t have much of black money and it is not something to worry about. So I gave up on the topic
My friend continued his talks, and my phone continued draining its own battery with all those messages and news updates notifications. Soon one more friend joined the conversation and was getting concerned for the banks closed for the next day and how the public will rush for ATM, the very night. Listening to all these things, I still was unaffected. Unemployment has its own perks as I mentioned.My Condition
Once unemployed, firstly your account doesn’t have much balance left. And if the white money with you is in peanuts; there is very less probability that you might even have the slightest feeling of black money. Also, in this stage, your wallet doesn’t carry a Rs 500 or Rs 1000 note. Not because you don’t have it, but because you don’t trust yourself. You fear that if this 500 Rs note is spent in a day, how will you survive the whole week. So basically you divide the week by 500, not even 1000, and carry the change every day in the pocket per day basis.
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Finally, after the discussion and debate, I left for home and witnessed a huge rush on the ATM’s. As I moved forward, the rush on each ATM increased more and more. I finally thought to take some cash out for myself too. As I stopped the bike, a ray of self-realization entered my soul to make me recall and remember that the amount I have in my account was Rs. 274/- and for that to I had to stand in line behind 20 odd people.Giving no expression, I know what to do and I kicked the bike for my way home, ignoring all the ATM’s. As I moved ahead, the petrol pumps were jammed with bikes and cars. Even the ones who sold petrol at higher rates. I thought people were using it to release their 500 and 1000 rupees notes.
My vehicle showed an empty sign too on the petrol front. Again I stopped my bike and thought to get it refilled.I opened my wallet and after quite efforts, came up with the total amount of 62 rupees net in it; Saw my money and observed the crowd there. I was able to visualize the crowd beating me and throwing me out of the line, when in-between of people refilling petrol worth of 1000’s of rs, and I go to get it filled for Rs. 62/-, that too at this hour. Now I even ignored the petrol pumps and proceed towards home.
Conclusion
I saw people riding to the jewellery shops and supermarkets to get all there notes exchanged. Convert them in goods or jewellery. This made me doubt myself. Was I that poor or the people that fool? That even if the money is white they want to convert it into gold? Maybe I was dumb and should have realized that it was the Black day, where no white money was even thought about.
That night, Facebook and what’s app got flooded with messages. This was the only time of the year that I received so many messages on Whatsapp. Even more then I received on Diwali, though none was related to me still. Having food and watching TV, I felt how the news was actually of no use to me. How all the black money owners will be thinking about new plans and actions and how they will shift money from here and there and all. I was just feeling about how powerful Mr Prime minister is and also who will win US elections. Later even I thought when “The Kapil Sharma Show” will be re telecast.I finally updated a sort of humorous status on Facebook and went to bed. It was a chaotic night, but even late night, my wallet and bank accounts were just shouting “LOL. Sleep!! It’s nothing important for you”
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Quest for life | Life Blog
Quest for life | Life Blog
Today morning 8:05, eyes were half-closed half-open. Getting up from bed, I did the 1st thing which all of us do in this era, “checked the phone”.Nothing was there in It and again with laziness in my body and eyes, I was back on my bed.
Suddenly something rushed and my mind; I need to get up and get ready for my office {I hate that place}. And while getting ready I was continuously thinking about 1 thing, “What am I doing”, “Is this the thing I wished before studying? Office? what do I actually do there? Why do I actually go there? As we say that we do what we love, but there is nothing sort of love with this place, and still I go there.
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I sat on my pc and thought for a while about my friends. The ones who are employed in MNC’s and have the same schedule the whole year.
And 1 thing I realised maximum people don’t actually even know what they are actually doing or want to do with their life. They just want to pass the life till they are alive, actually don’t even know what makes them happy or sad, they are just happy because they are doing something. They don’t even want to stress their nerves to think about why they are born in this world and think that they are born to live the life they are living and so they are contented with it.Happiness and contented has a lot of difference in it. Being happy is definitely being contented, but it’s not true visa-versa. And in the minority section are the people like us, we don’t have a problem with what we are doing, but we have a problem that why we are doing this or that? We are in need to satisfy our urge to by finding the answer to our questions and also doing what we like, and that is why we are sad{sometimes}.
We sometimes are in short in the midst of
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Love Story | Life Blog
Love Story | Life Blog
In our life, it is always our closed friends who can define and explain us in a way better than us.
This is a story of Samar and Ananya from their friends perspective.
We never know if we really are with the one we are destined to be with for life. Even years of togetherness can’t assure us of this. But life goes on with a hope that the person you are with, is the one who is meant to be with you forever.
When the journey comes to an end, it gives us a minute of satisfaction, but years of longing at the same time. Reinstating our faith in the fact that the journey was more beautiful than the destination. It was an illusion which we perceived as being within our reach. But once there, we look back at the journey and feel that we should never have reached! We were happier, content, hopeful and joyful during the journey. It is the ambiguity of love which is its essence, and it is what keeps it going!
Love strikes in everyone’s life, but sometimes, the after-marks that it brings with it are the ones it leaves us with. They remind us of the time we spent with our loved ones; they are the doorways to the dream that we once lived. It puts a smile on our face and a drop of moisture in the eyes.
Samar and Ananya
were no different. “You meet them once, and you’ll fall in love with them,” said everyone who knew them. Friends, close friends, colleagues, family and all those who were associated with Samar knew his love for her. It wasn’t a love of a different kind, it was the same old love that we know. He was the typical one-woman-man we’ve seen in the movies, cliched to the very core! Maybe it was the cliche part that made it much more special and unique, difficult to find in today’s day and age.
“Samar was nothing more than the usual guy. I have known him since childhood. Average height, average looks, and good in studies. Great at mocking people, loved reading and writing. He was a fun-loving person. The relationship was something that was beyond his understanding or maybe he was beyond girls’ understanding! He liked everyone in his life but loved only one; Ananya.”
–Naven Jacob (Samar’s best friend since childhood)
“I have known Ananya for the past 8 years. She has been my best friend since high school. She was the reason I had fights with my other best friends in school because somehow I know she loved me more than anyone else. Ananya was a mess. A fat, chubby girl who knew only knew the language of sarcasm, never drove a two-wheeler, who loved watching “Big Boss” lying on a sofa, eating tomato ketchup directly from the sachet and who went for movies just to eat the junk food available there. At one point she even had braces fitted on her teeth. She was a total tomboy or perhaps a man fitted in a girl’s body. I never understood why Samar loved her so much. Though she was too cute to be ignored. She knew that samar loved her and so somehow she respected that feeling. But from her end, there was nothing of that sort.”
-Avni Shah (Ananya’s best friend)
“He loved her in the most obvious way. The way a person loves himself; without any reason but to the core”
-Mohit (Samar’s closest friend from college)
“I have never seen or met her. I don’t know her personally, but Samar made me love her! When you talk to Samar, it was always Ananya in his words!”
–Ramya Kapoor (Samar’s friend)
“I always wanted something to happen between them, not for Samar, but for me, because Ananya was such a great company to be with. Laughter and sarcasm were in her. Totally a person you’ll love to talk to. What I was asking for was magic. But seeing his love for her, I wish it happened.”
-Vineet Shah (Samar’s close friend)
“I scored low in exams and was crying. Ananya was abroad and got tensed and called Samar asking him to rush urgently to my house and look after me. Without giving it a second thought he came to my place with ice cream and stayed with me till evening. It was later that me and Ananya realised that he had scored fewer marks than me but as it was her order, Samar ignored his personal issues like every time. I loved the love he had for her”
–Avni Shah (Ananya’s best friend)
“I seriously wondered and was shocked when the guy who hated tech devices, suddenly got a smartphone. Just because she was going abroad and wanted him to buy one so that they could be in regular touch. He was mad for her”
–Ridhima gupta (Samar’s close friend)
“He used to become Ananya when she was not with me. He never made me miss her. The day she left me and went abroad for studies, I cried a lot but he became her for many days. But the day he left me, I cried even more. Not because now I would miss him more, but because now I will miss both of them”
-Avni Shah (Ananya’s best friend)
“Every draft of his writing was first sent to her and then to others. Her opinion was his decision. He always wanted to write a love story. He tried but wasn’t successful. But in writing what he missed to realize was that he didn’t need to do anything. He had love and she was his story.”
-Ridhima gupta (Samar’s close friend)
“His talks always began with what she said, whether it was related to her or not. It was always 3 people when I talked to him. Me, him and her.”
-Vineet Shah (Samar’s close friend)
“I loved one thing especially that the guy whose love interest and crush changed every 3 weeks, was the one who waited for her for 3 years. I was surprised when I heard about her. She changed him totally. I felt that this time it was real, was genuine and was worth waiting for, not from his words, but from his eyes when he spoke about her.”
-Ziyad Sheikh (Samar’s Childhood friend from the same society)
“His phone had his own contacts but his phone gallery belonged to her. You see it and you feel that it was her phone.”
-Ridhima gupta (Samar’s close friend)
“I don’t know why, but I always told him to leave her and move ahead. I was the one who introduced Samar and Ananya. They were very much the same in personality and I loved them. But maybe I never found love in her for him and what he was doing was just burdening her with guilt.”
-Diksha Patel (Ananya’s friend)
“Everyone who knew them loved them. The only fear I had was what if nothing went the way he wanted because I always saw the love but no love story.”
-Vineet Shah (Samar’s close friend)
“They were too open with each other. May be couples do not have such a clear relationship which they had.”
-Ridhima gupta (Samar’s close friend)
“Had they ended up being together, it would have restored my faith in love”
-Arnab Rajeev (Samar’s close friend from classes)
“They aren’t separated, they never were. Also They aren’t together, they never were. They still belong to the same old world of theirs, stuck in time, in their world of love and happiness.”
-Ridhima gupta (Samar s close friend)
“I have known Samar for the past two years. He appears to be a fun-loving kind of a character. But he does not have a heart. Instead, he has a hard shell that hides a time span of about 4-5 years within. One has to be persistent and patient enough while dealing with this guy. Only when he starts to trust you (which will take a lot of time), will he let you in and allow you to sneak into that shell. I have never met Ananya, never talked to her, in fact, I don’t know if this is her real name! But I do not want to meet her. Because the perception of her that Samar has set in my mind is of a girl who is so perfect in every aspect, I fear that the real Ananya might not live up to that perception.”
-Raman (Samar’s college friend)
“Today, she has gone to a different country and has her own life with her newly founded love and Samar is living in his world of words. They do not have any contact with each other, I still seriously feel that somewhere just the narration has ended but not the story. It is still incomplete. And as much as I know Samar, he will never complete it. It lies here”
-Vineet Shah (Samar’s close friend)
“He says he lost someone special. My friends say I lost a guy worth dying for, someone very important and close. He feels that after all the things that happened in our lives, it was only he who suffered. What he does not realize is that in going to a different country and luckily meeting another guy, what I actually lost is a special person who was very important to me and that is Samar.”
–Ananya
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The Last Option | Life Blog
The Last Option | Life Blog
“You pass years with me and on a random Sunday walk by the roadside you see love flourishing between a couple in a way you have not seen.”
On the similar lines, comes the next blog titled,
“The Last option”.
Beginning
In this always-changing scenario, even love has lost its piousness and understanding. It has moved away from having love and living it, to achieving it that too at a priority.
Priorities always give a feeling of confidence. To be treated at priority boosts self-confidence and ego. To be an object of someone’s love or desire gives an edge over the others. And so even in case of trying to get love, everyone; loves to be loved at first rather than waiting with patience for having it with time. To be the first choice; first attention or someone’s first love is something that becomes more important than the person whose attention is supposed to be craved.
Love takes place in confusion and gets lost in maturity. We meet people, like them, date them, love them, and get committed. Slowly with time and the issues of life and love, we move out of them. Love withers. We move and make new memories, prepare ourselves to love someone again. The cycle of love thus continues.
Middle
Maybe, I am not comfortable with the moving on thing. I am not ok being the “first-person”; with the idea of loving again and again or getting accepted and rejected and continuing this vicious circle of love. Maybe what I want is to be happy and be with someone who feels happy with me. But this happiness should not be for a particular time period, it should be as long as our existence prevails.
I want to be in an aura of love where emotions and feeling exists; where love is valued and felt and should not come only as a part and parcel that is attached to a relationship tag. Also, I don’t want to be someone who is tried and tested and if found a better one, is refused or rejected. I would love to bend in love but not be a changed and different person in love. I and ready to be the last option in the life of the relation I will have in my life.
To the ones who may enter to my life,
“Let me be the last option of your life; be the one whom you consider and choose to be with after experiencing the different shades of love. Let me be the one who concludes your beginning, who finishes your search and who completes you. The one to whom you seek redemption, peace and relaxation; when you realize you do not want to search anymore and you want to not just try but get settled down with.
There is a reason and a rationale behind this thought. Because somewhere deep inside me, I don’t want to be the first person, anyone come and resort to for help. Nor the first one whom you think of when you want to laugh when you want to share your sorrows; when you want some help or even when you think of settling down.
We as humans are greedy by nature. Always crave for more and better when we get something. We accept it for the time being and hope for a better version of it. And so, if and when you settle with me first, you have not seen the world, you have not seen the cruelty; the rudeness and the harshness of the society. Also, you have not seen the extent to which you can be loved and understood; what type of people you can be compatible with and what type of experiences you can have in your relationship. We met each other and fell in love, what love you received or saw was what I delivered and that you considered as of paramount level.
Conclusion
You pass years with me and on a random Sunday walk by the roadside you see love flourishing between couples in a way you have not seen. On your journey of life, you will meet and see friends, lovers, families all there happily enjoying love in a unique way which you have never seen and you will feel regret thinking that you could have got this, only if you would have not settled with me at first in your life.
I don’t want to be that regret also I don’t want myself be the pity, you feel for yourself and don’t want the reason for your not being exposed to the world, to the types of relations, to the different love and sufferings. I want you to go outlive the life you wish to live, with others. Share the moments with others, pass the time, share a trust and experience everything. And in this experience, feel the love you want to have. And then if you will realize and find that life you want to get settled with, from someone else; be happy to go there.
End
But in case you find me somewhere on the path and feel that it is me the one who can be with you for seasons to come; I will be waiting. Because now you might have had understood my importance and it is very much possible that you will not leave me. You will stick to the thick and thin of life. You might ignore the small petty issues because you might no longer give them or treat them as something of great importance.
Fights will be a part of the particular day and will not be extended to the whole life, arguments done in an hour will be treated and cured instead of continuously nagging on them. Now you will not compare me with anyone. You might avoid thinking of better or worse and somehow now with your whole heart and mind and with genuine love you will end up with this last option as the best option and first option of your upcoming beautiful life.”
Sincerely Yours,
The Last Option
Article Published at @The Good men Project
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A short sweet life | Life Blog
A short sweet life | Life Blog
We sometimes never able to understand what our life is or where it will take us through, but if we think then we will realize that we don’t need to understand it.
On a random weekend, at 11:30 Sunday noon after having brunch with an old college friend and coming back to my place, the only feeling that goes in my mind is contentment and a feeling of accomplishment for having had a time which will be relished forever.
Now in my comfort zone which I have created for myself, do we actually need to think we about life?
The sweetness of life is that it is short else we would have been bored with it too. And in this short life, we need not to always think about what we want to achieve or about what we want to chase. Else this short life will even be more shortened.
Sometimes the only things that are meant are to enjoy are the ones which are tiny enough to be seen easily but are achieved more easily.
To do List
A walk in the rain
Witnessing a cloudy day with a cold breeze flowing
Enjoying a television show you like,
Taking dinner with the entire family,
Calling up an old friend you haven’t talked since ages,
Sorting the old grudges,
Crying for someone you miss and
Expressing your love for someone and many more.
At this age having mental peace is the most difficult thing to obtain.
Why?
Reason: Because we don’t want it.
We remain occupied in so much of thoughts about our outer self that we find it difficult to have some part of our time for our inner self and that result in the absence of peace
And then we complain that life is Tough.
Life is not tough; we have actually made it tough by ignoring the time for ourselves. By moaning for the big things in life which we were not able to achieve and not considering the sweet small beautiful things which give us a sense of satisfaction and peace too.
It is a right time to change and a right time for OURSELVES
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