Emotions

17^th October 2011, 6:17 PM. I was in R City Mall, ghatkopar, Mumbai, doing shopping for my sister Nishtha with my friend Rahul. Suddenly I saw a pair of high-heel sandals walking towards me with beautiful pair of legs on which black micro-mini skirt was hanging with pink sleeveless top. She was wearing large metallic silver color danglers, light pink lipstick, small heart shaped diamond pendant and very sweet cologne. You all must be thinking that I am a pervert, but this is how every bachelor stares at God’s precious gifts and this terminology is called NSP i.e. Nayan Sukh Prapti.

She was looking like very high profile girl with lots of cash in her bank accounts. “India is developing at very high speed”, you can calculate this speed by very simple equation:

Equation No.1: “Size of skirt is inversely proportional to Modernization & Modernization is directly proportional to development of nation.”

But modernization doesn’t mean that you should forget your own ethical values, your emotions, and your inner self.

Let’s continue with our interesting story… The girl whom I was describing in above paragraph was actually a lady (I really want to meet her Gym instructor) and she was with her 9-10 yrs old son. Her son was playing game on his mom’s brand new Apple iPhone 4G (whose current price is 35000Rs). He was walking in his own thoughts; suddenly he slipped and crashed on the floor. His knees were bleeding and Apple iPhone 4G broke into exactly two pieces.

Then I heard the first words of his mother after this small accident and thanks to her who helped me in making another equation to calculate the developing speed of nation.

She almost cried “What the fuck????....you broke new iPhone, you rascal…” and slapped her son in front of more than hundred people. She ran and collected two pieces of iPhone and again slapped her son.

Equation No.2: “Number of slangs you use is directly proportional to you know english very well and English is directly proportional to literacy rate which is again directly proportional to development of nation.”

“Do you know how much this cost??” she said.

Her son was weeping and said mom my knees are bleeding. Then she tied her hanky on his wounded knees, grabbed his hand and walked towards iPhone store…

The floor beneath my feet was about to sink by her reaction.

People became materialistic; they became very practical and modern. But do you think that by this kind of modernization we can make developed nation?

I am not opposing development and modernization, what I want to say that is don’t loose your emotions, your values for the name of modernization.

If someone cries for others pain, then people say him/her ‘An Emotional fool’. In my opinion the person who uses these two words together ‘Emotional fool’ is the biggest fool. My friends don’t forget the words of Charlie Chaplin “If you think from your heart, if emotions are your weakest point then you are the strongest person in this world.”

That lady should think about her son first and then about iPhone. The Bible teaches us that our thoughts are the determining factor which controls our actions. No one can consistently perform differently than the way they think; therefore, we cannot change our actions without changing our thinking. Our emotions are linked directly to how we think.

I am giving you one task, read the below line, understand it and think are we really modern?

“Things are to be used and people are to be loved….but in today’s world people are used and things are loved.”…Strange world…Strange people.

Think about it my dear friends…till then adios, keep smiling.

Yours only

Virendra Kedia/Viru/Vicky

Blind - Turn

Hey,

Life seemed like a roller coaster ride to me since last few months. Have been searching for a job, cudn't make it happen to a good big company. Then, the moment came , my time came , got into TCS !

Its not how i got into it , its about the life after being into such an institution. Not just discrete people , discrete languages, i witnessed a in my mental , emotional and professional level. I now have the zeal to perform quadrupled. I now realise that the education was never about the subjects, its the practical things which are paying me. I am happy here. I am loving new friends. I am loving the intermingling cultures in the campus. I now dont feel sad when alone.

Its good to be working !

All new VEERU !

Don’t know why??

It is a night of 12^th of January, 2011. Outside temperature is around 5 degree Celsius but I am dripping with sweat because of various thoughts coming in my mind. My mood is swinging like a roller coaster ride, for some moments I am feeling happy and then feeling low. Today is my last night at home. My mind is saying that you are going to start a new phase of life but my heart is not feeling well. May be these are the symptoms of home sickness or may be I am worried about the new phase of my life.

My random playlist plays a song: “ibn battuta…bagal me jutta…”

And I’m lost in sweet memories of a girl who was singing this song with her cousin. The sound was so melodious and I fall in love with that voice of an unknown girl.

At that time I was at home on vacations. I was keen to know about that voice or you can say about that unknown girl. Her name was Sujata (imaginary name), innocent, pretty girl. We became friends, exchanged mobile numbers, and then started texting each other. Sharing our views, secrets, some gossips. There is something in Sujata which is attracting me. I like her nature. She is very pure from heart, just like holy river Ganga.

My vacations are over and I went to jaipur. But we were in touch through mobile (thanks to the inventor of mobile), sometimes more than an hour. This is my last semester of graduation. I was worried about placements and semester exams. But when I talk to her, I forget all my worries. Don’t know why?

In hostel, I was enjoying last days of college life with some good friends (Kasera, Ajay, Mishra, Sharma, Bhanu, Girish). “Yaro dosti badi he haseen h…” from my playlist, shows the meaning of friendship. In mid night we make tea on heater which is illegal in hostel, and the ingredients are taken from hostel mess, after all my friend BANNA is Hostel Representative.

“What are you doing bro?” said my brother.

“Nothing!” I replied and came to present.

“Please turn off lights, I am unable to sleep.”

“Just a minute.” I said and turned off the lights.

After that I am on my bed, trying to sleep but failed.

“FAIL”, this word again took me in my past when I was trying for placements. My every attempt is going waste….I’m even not able to crack first round of any company. My confidence level was decreasing after every attempt. Even the persons who have less grades than mine got the job. That was a very tough time for me. Sometimes I think that I am useless, I don’t have anything good in me.

Thanks to Sujata and my friends for encouraging me, for being with me in my tough time. Semester exams were on head and due to job searching I haven’t prepared for exams. Shanu and Arpit boosted up my confidence and I prepared hard for exams and gave my best shot. Finally exams are over but the main thing i.e. JOB is still far from me. In that situation I was ready to give money for getting job. Totally screwed…

Finally my college life was over. On 27^th of June, 2010, my Maa-Papa and brother came to hostel for taking me back to home. I was feeling like a defeated person, who completed his graduation without job. What’s the use of such degree?

But what could I do at that time, so came back to home with heavy heart. This is true that I am failed every time but still my parents trust on me, they encouraged me. Sujata and my friends used to say that one day you will get a very good job but I do not believe them.

It was 4 p.m and the date was 10^th of august when Mishra told me that our final semester result is out…and guess what I got 82.6%. I was very happy; after all I got some good news. This percentage was enough to boost my confidence level.

Just after 6 days, I got one more good news, my best friend Arpit urf Aryabhatt got selected in India’s No.1 IT Company, TCS (Tata Consultancy Services). I was very happy, bought sweets and went to temple for giving thanks to almighty.

Now I was feeling some positive energy in myself. On 18^th August, I got Hall Ticket of TCS which is coming to G.L.Bajaj Inst. of Engg. & Tech, Greater Noida for off-campus drive. Arpit encouraged me a lot to prepare for it; he gave me guidance so that I can crack it. I was preparing for first round that is Aptiude test. On 21^st August, I went to the venue and gave the test. I was not sure about the selection because I attempted only 23 questions out of 35.

I was waiting for the result…after 3 hours of waiting finally the result came. It was beyond my expectations. Yesssss I cracked it, my all attempted questions were correct J

It was very pleasant moment for me as I cracked first round of a reputed company. I called Arpit and told him about the result of first round. He was happy for me and told me that I am also in greater noida. I met him and then we both went to my home. Next day was my interview at TCS office, Sector 63, noida.

Whole night Arpit helped me to prepare for it very well. I was getting nervous. Next morning Arpit went to gurgaon and I left for noida with my Father. First round was technical interview, I was quite comfortable in that, and as per my expectation I cleared that round. Then they called me for HR + MR interview. It was approx 35 minutes round…HR said please wait out side we will tell you the result shortly.

I was waiting desperately for the results…One of the employee was calling my name, I said Yes Mam… she said “Congrats Virendra! You are selected. Welcome to TCS..”

Wow…I can’t tell you my feelings in words. I wanted to shout, I wanted to cry, I wanted to dance but controlled my emotions as I was in the office.

My father was standing outside from 5 hours, praying for me. I went outside happily and told my father that I am selected…He was very happy, he hugged me..wow what a great feeling it was.

Then I called Arpit and Shanu, they were too happy. Now I want to reach home as soon as possible, to give this good news to my mom. When I reached at home and told my result she hugged me tightly. Now, my good time is back.

Meanwhile, I talked to Bhabhi ji (Arpit’s gf), for planning his birthday surprise. Arpit is lucky to have her in life or you can say vice-versa J God bless them. Everything is going super good.

I got confirmation letter on 28^th August. I informed each and every friend, relatives about my selection on 28^th August. But first I called to Sujata, don’t know why?

I was very happy those days. After 5 days that is on 3^rd September, I was receiving birthday wishes from everyone. But I was waiting for Sujata’s call desperately, don’t know why?

Finally, she gave me miss call. I called her happily, wanted to hear birthday greetings from her, wanted to tell her about my feelings for her. But it was like a nightmare for me. She even don’t know that today is my Birthday.

“Hello! Sasria Kaal Ji.” I said.

“Hey Vicky! I want to tell you something.” Sujata replied.

“Yes, shoot it.”

“First promise me that it will be a secret in between both of us.”

“Promise sweety”.

“A guy named, Yash proposed me…I haven’t gave response to him yet. What do you say should I say yes to him??”

I was shocked…my eyes were filled with salty water. For a moment I felt that I am dead, my heart stopped beating..

“Vicky!!” She said.

“Yes, I am listening…” I said, controlling my tears.

“Tell me should I say yes or no?”

“If you love him then you should say yes…” said with heavy heart. After all I want to see her happy, it doesn’t matter whether I am with her or not.

“I think I love her.”

I felt like someone attacked on my head with hammer.

I want to burst into tears, I want to cry…

Suddenly my other mobile rang, Nishtha calling.

I said to Sujata, please hold for a moment and picked up Nishtha’s call.

“Hello Bhaiya! Happy B’day…” Nishtha said.

I was thinking what’s good in that, after all it was my worst day. But I’d to control my feelings.

“Thanks sis.” I replied

“Where is my party?”

“Its due, I’ll give you soon. Ok, I’ll call you later, right now I am busy.” And then hung up.

I said to Sujata, “Sorry !”.

“Today is your birthday?” She asked.

“Yes.”

“ohh.. Sry! Happy Birthday Vicky.”

“Thanks!” actually I wanted to say her thanks for giving me worst b’day gift in form of YASH.

I managed myself, guided her and wished her happy life and cut the phone by saying lie that I’hv insufficient balance.

From that day She only talks about him and I always supported her as a good friend.

After a month, she called me and told me that he ditched me, and started crying. This was another shock for me. I can tolerate my tears but I can’t tolerate tears in her eyes. I tried to convince her, that he is a good guy, I think there is some misunderstanding, so just talk to him and clear it. But finally they broke up.

I was very sad, not because she loves someone else. I was sad because she is not happy. I tried a lot to make her happy by cracking stupid jokes. After few days, things were getting normal. We have to live our life whether it is good or bad, that is the protocol of life.

Then her semester exams came, I helped her as much as I can only on phone, no face to face meetings. She done well in exam and was happy. Now I felt relaxed that she is happy. Don’t know why?

The time is 4 am, few hours left to leave Faridabad. I have a very good reason to be happy because I am joining TCS, but still something is missing, and this something name is Sujata.

I am again thinking about her. When she is happy, she calls me, in any problem she calls me, for sharing new experience she calls me…but for love…

I think I should not think about her, I have to make my heart strong.

Veeru you are a warrior…this is a life you have to move on to fulfill your dreams and to fulfill your parents expectations. And I am always there for your problems Sujata. Will miss you a lot.

My random playlist plays a song, “Ghungaroo ki tarah bajta he rha hu me….”

Veeru urf Vicky!

[Filled with tears]

Entering in the world of certainty :) :)

Hey folks!

How are you all?

From last 4 months I was busy to give a new path to my career. And guess what......I made it to enter into the India's No.1 IT company TCS (TATA Consultancy Services Ltd.).

I can't describe my feelings in words..I want to say a few lines to you guys. "Never loose hope, if you loose it then you would lost in the crowd of this world. "

I am really thankful to my Family, Friends and Almighty :) :)

Especially, Arpit Choudhary (Aryabhatt) and Shantanu Chandalia (Shanu)....they made my life heaven.

Guys, if you want my help in your career then please feel free to contact on my mail id "me.virendrakedia@gmail.com"

Regards

--

VIRENDRA KEDIA,

Assistant System Engineer-Trainee,

TATA Consultancy Services Ltd (TCS),

Gandhinagar (Ahmedabad),

me.virendrakedia@gmail.com

Thanks to RE@DERS

Hi Friends...

I am thankful to all of you for appreciating my blog and website (www.share2smile.com).

Especially thanks to you for making SAVE GIRL campaign successful. But still we have to work a lot. Due to some reasons I'd closed my website.

But I assure you I am working on new project which will be soon in front of you.

And about this blog....sorry for not writing from long time. Actually my life is going in a little bit bad situation. But as usual I am taking experiences which will polish my life. Surely I'll share my experiences with you in a short span of time. And yes I am not showing anyone that I am in tension...as usual trying to solve problems of others.... "Happy to help, Just need to know". :) :)

My upcoming stories on blogs are:

1.) Golden D@ys of Engineering Life (Final year Story).

2.) A big and pleasant Twist.

3.) My so called Luck, Destiny.

4.) Dispute without any reason :)

So, just wait for some days you will get a lot of matter to read, a reason to laugh, a reason to think....and yes a reason to learn something from experiences.

Have Fun.

Yours only,

Virendra Kedia (Veeru)

TRUE $TORY OF AN INDI@N GIRL: by VIRENDRA KEDIA

Hello Friends!

After a long gap I am again in front of you with my “Experience of Life so far…”

This article is dedicated to all the girls of INDIA, to my friends who are girls and especially to one girl whose story I am going to tell you now. You all might be surprised that what has happened to Veeru (especially Masak Kali hehehe…), why he is talking on such a serious topic “INDIAN GIRL”. But my dear friends I can bet that after reading this section you all will start thinking on this topic seriously. I think this is not only her story but is the story of every Indian girl especially who belongs to middle class family.

Let me first of all clear one thing that I am not trying to show sympathy to anyone. This is the story of one of my friend SUJATA (imaginary name due to privacy reason) and I am sharing it with you without her permission. I don’t know why I am doing so…probably because from this story I started thinking of our country’s future…or may be I am stupid. Whatever the reason is, let’s start the story.

"When you grow up, you can be whatever you want to be." Little girls in the United States hear this all the time, from their mothers to teachers. Almost everywhere they go, they are encouraged to believe that girl can be just as smart, athletic, and successful as boys. Even the pictures of spunky women on magazine covers at the checkout stand tell them that when you're a girl, anything is possible. But for little girls in developing countries, the message is just the opposite. From the day they are born, they are constantly reminded of the things they are not allowed to do.

Sujata, age 20 years, a simple girl with extraordinary dreams, with frank & caring nature, wants to do a lot of things in life. In her opinion life means “Jeena with letting everybody happy and being happy at the same time…” Her aim is to achieve zenith in corporate field. She loves her Mom and Dad like anything. When I asked Sujata about her dad she replied, “He is not my dad, he is my God and I can do anything for him to make him happy.”

To make her dreams come true she came in another city for further studies, far away from her parents to her relative’s house. In this city I met with this girl incidentally. I don’t know how we became such a good friends and started talking almost every day on phone or by messages. We started sharing each and every secret of our lives with each other; we started helping each other in problems. She is the topper of IP university, isn’t it amazing?

Due to her frank nature, she has many friends. But her relatives think that she is just attracted towards opposite sex and hence scold her and warn her not to make friends. When she came at my home for her Visual Basic project (thanks to Chirag Sir who taught me VB), her uncle & aunty didn’t like it and scolded her like anything, blaming some rubbish things on her.

One thing I want to tell you here that her Uncle and Aunty have good terms with my family. But still they have problem on our simple and sweet friendship. “A Boy and a Girl can never be friends”, her relatives are probably the biggest supporter of this.

After few days she got some problem with VB theory and she wanted to clear her doubts with my help and as far as I think nothing is wrong in it. But when she came to my home, again the same thing happened. This time it took place in worst way. They do not trust on me, I can understand this but they do not have trust on Sujata, it is beyond my scope. The question here arise that what can we do for such narrow-minded people to think like normal human beings?

I don’t have any solution of this problem Sujata. I am not able to help you. I don’t know how I can…

Friends, her relatives are planning her marriage within a year. She is just 20 year old innocent girl. She wants to fly with wings of her dreams, but this society wants to cut her wings.

This is not just the story of Sujata, this is the case of most of the girls in this country. Women in India have always been the topics of concern. The family and society at large consider women as second class citizens. Though we respect and preach them in the form of Durga, Saraswati, Parvati and Kali, we also abuse disrespect them in the form of Child-marriage, Female infanticide, Sati, Sexual harassment and a lot more.

“We say every person is independent in our country, if it is so why a girl can not take her own decision, why she need permission every time she goes out, why she can’t make her own sky….WHY???” says Kinshuki.

This girl only wants a healthy environment. She does not need any support or sympathy but she wants a chance to grow.

One of my best friends, masak kali said that, “If a girl is in an environment jaha ke logo ki soch he kharab ho to she will suffer but achhey logo k beech kaam karegi, rahegi to progress hogi…”

It means the only thing we all need to do is to be a good human being. Good people will make good society and good society will give healthy environment to each and every girl and to our coming generation.

We talk about reservation for women, but tell me one thing that by giving reservation only; can women live happily in this country? By giving reservation, can they be a part of this country? By giving education to them, can they survive in this society?

No my dear friends, in fact we need to give education to all men so that they can start respecting the women.

Now I want your help friends. Not in the case of Sujata, whom I know, but for every Sujata in this country, to help them grow in healthy and social environment.

I am ready to do anything and please give your comments and suggestions for the same. If you have some idea and want to implement it then please contact me on my mail id me.virendrakedia@gmail.com or on my number +91-9928395586.

“Naari Shakti Ko Salaam…!!”

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