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The Seekh (Lesson) The relationship between an elder and younger sister is very special. In Indian tradition, a younger sister gives a 'Seekh' which are a set of lessons to her elder sister immediately after her marriage vows. These are supposed to guide her as her new married life begins. Writing a poem after a long time and exploring this special relationship and the most delicate of moments. Sapno ke aangan main who hue bade, Mere behan thi aur mere saheli bhi woh bane. Ab  jeevan ke chokhat pe woh hai khadi, Sochte hain aage kya hoga aur kya nahin. Jahan bade hue usse chor ke,  Ek naye kahani likhne woh chale. Bahut khush hai par thoda darti hai, Hai mere badi bahan par papa ke chote bacche hai. Bachpan ke yaadein jahan aane wale sapno main milte hain, Mere behan wahan haste haste chalte hai. Naye rishte, parivar woh apnae ge, Sabko etna pyaar karege, apne ghar ke yaad nahin aayege. Main aapko apni behan dete hun. Mere bhagwan se prarthana the yahi,...

So, its been 10 long years since we passed out from engineering. A lot of amazing, regular and not so great stuff happened in those 10 years.  But milestones, being milestones-  it is good time to review things and see what lies ahead. Essentially, where you were, what you learnt and how you could tried to be a better person. Like Stage 1 of a game being done and now its the more difficult Stage 2 coming up. Before we get there, I will just focus on sharing those moments and events which made it all worth the while. So, the 1st step after DCE was my joining at Infosys in Mysore. It was 4 months in one of the best corporate campuses in the world - The Infosys Mysore Development Center. So, it was like an extended college with classroom programs and projects which taught you the essentials of Software Development and also made you focus on a particular stream which was  in my case was .Net. Apart from the friends I made, what made the time memorab...

How do you explain about life to a little one? To someone who just knows all that is good, all like it was meant to be? Let us see in the below poem! What do I tell you my love, How do I explain,  When your innocent eyes, Have not seen any pain. As you look around and see, A surprise comes in your eyes,  The world as it was meant to be, Pure, innocent and free.  You smile and explore,  Making friends with new faces, Like friendship was meant to be, With open arms and hearts, you see.  Each face is someone gained, A new friend or someone close,  No one told you, you lose some day, What you gain, one day. That's the state to be, Embracing life as it was meant to be, What will be, will be, A baby's got other things to think you see! ‎

Salman Rushie's famous novel, Midnight Children , talks about Saleem, who is born  on 15th Aug, 1947, at the exact moment on which India got its independence. Cricket's moment of truth came much later on 25th June, 1983 , when India led by Kapil Dev lifted the Prudential World Cup by defeating the two times defending champion, West Indies at the home of Cricket- Lords. That win sparked hope and ambition in a million hearts, in the cricket maidans and colony lanes across India. Kids wanted to be the next Kapil Dev, Amarnath or Gavaskar. One such kid was Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar who made his debut, six years later vs Pakistan in 1989. This started a new era in Indian Cricket- the next level above the foundations of the '83 win. For those born in the early 80's- their cricket watching started with this start of India's next level. It started around 1990, when SRT made his debut. For me especially, cricket watching started with the '92 World Cup in Austral...

The Comeback Post: "Months of Life" The Delhi Metro finally gave me some respite. It opened in South Delhi and instead of me driving around the Ring Road- DND Route everyday, I was now a true "Metro Man". I had been envious all this while, of people living in East Delhi and West Delhi and North Delhi, as they had something which we, in the south did not have- The Metro! The relief from the driving meant though long hours still in metro. Now the challenge came, to a restless soul like me, on how to pass that 1 hour, sitting alone in the metro. In the underground stretch, the GPRS did not work, so the good old Facebook or Twitter were out. I tried to be constructive initially, taking with me, like a seasoned businessman, a copy of the morning business newspaper. Opening that, always inspired envious glances in the Metro. I got bored of that pretty fast, I realized, I had already gone through the grind of daily Economic Times reading during my MBA placement days...

Lonely Bird...who wants to Fly This poem is the Story of a girl who after years of darkness, ultimately finds light and the road to fulfill her destiny. The poem has been written in alternate stanzas of English and Hindi. A caged bird looks to the sky, Across horizons she wants to fly.                                                    Caged and bound she has always been, Now her only desire is to be free. एक  बात  वोह  समझ  नहीं  पा रही  थी, जाने  क्यूँ  मंजिल से  घबरा  रही  थी. उसकी आँखों मैं  एक  सपना था, फिर उसको पाने मैं  क्यूँ  कतरा रही थी. The caged bird even when set free, Hesitates to fly in the sky. For years caged thus, it takes time to, ...

When Time Stands Still.....The Kaise Mujhe Tum Mil Gaye Moment! There are levels in a relationship from the time when you meet someone to the time when you start liking that person and to the point when you can not live without that person. Liking can be based on physical attraction or it can be gradual based on liking of nature, personality or inner beauty. The more you spend time with a person, the more you start appreciating the qualities of that person. Compatibility leads to friendship and friendship leads to love. Or it can happen the other way round, love at first sight is what you call it, the initial attraction itself results in love. You just want to be with that person. But is love just a realization of the other person's physical or even inner beauty? Do they lead to love or does love make one beautiful, both from outside and inside? Further, is love a desire? Is love an attraction? Is love a compatibility? Is love wanting to spend your life with the person? Love is all...

The MBA Placement Journey...through G-Talk Status messages! The placement process as at any institute always starts with the finalizing your resume. That is more difficult than it sounds, involving collecting all your achievements and projects, putting them in perfect words which are "crisp" and "concise". Further, it also involves getting it reviewed from other people who always come up with some mistake or the other. Their recommendation is to "quantify" whatever you do....so things like " Organized XYZ event " changes to " Organized XYZ event and helped increase sponsorship by 78% and participation by 110% "!!!. This is quite a skill, as people earlier wrote " Expert in C++ ", now some, I am sure would be writing this in their resumes: " Expert in quantifying achievements ". I for one, as reflected in the status message got really irritated by the whole process. sid "has frozen his resume and is sick ...

On the Last Day....15th March.... Vishnu did not want to say good bye... Neha was sentimental...that explains the touching good bye mail she sent to the group.. Manoj remembered his friends... and Saikat gave parting a touching, musical twist...ya...These "Seasons in the Sun" will be long cherished and remembered.... Coming to HR, Bhasin was confused...hota hai... and Shailesh Jha was looking for go back or move on quickly.... but Sid J was just sad... It took Prashant to quantify the achievement... and Ashutosh Modi to put it in perspective... What about Sid Saxena...he just knows something very precious is slipping away...and he can't do anything about it... :-(

The RED Tree and other related memories There is a tree, a tree with red flowers..standing and seeing what all the last 2 years have been...its now full with flowers...but everyday you look...the flowers keep falling...and the tree...standing like it has always been...saying goodbye to the flowers fallen...waiting for the wind to take them away and spread their fragnance...the tree stays the same...only the flowers keep coming and going. and then...one fine day...a time comes to recollect...to remember..to rejoice...to cry....sometimes you just don't want to move on....you would want time to stay....life's always like that...a set of moving images with no pause button...and then you just don't want to stay in that place...where every thing reminds you...of the time, the image, the moment...which just wouldn't stay! The tree in front of the mess at IMT, full of flowers two weeks ago, now when the time has come to depart, empty branches remind you of the the time t...

Placement to Placement...Engineering to MBA... Final year at Delhi College of Engineering to Final Year at IMT Ghaziabad . The same time of the year, the same dreaded 'P' word. P for placements. The same feelings, the same fears and aspirations. Seems nothing has changed. There is an economic meltdown and C/C++ and Quant practice has been replaced by Sub prime fundas and marketing gyan , but still, the essence of the placement time is the same. In 06, TCS was the first company, followed by Infy and Aricent . In our quest to quickly get a job under our belt, a majority of the 550 strong batch had applied for TCS . A simple objective MCQ paper, not doing all questions right intentionally, as from what we had learnt TCS rejects you as being "over qualified" if you do all the questions. :-) So, we having done just the right amount of questions right,were overconfident that we would qualify for the next stage and be home for Rakhi which was on the very next day...

Best of Gtalk Status Messages (MBA inspired, Micro Blogging at its Best! :D) I know there has been no post on confessions for some time. There are a couple of poems written somewhere in my 4th trimester note book and there is an idea of a post inspired by an amazing thought shared by one of our marketing faculty teachers in his last class. But, alas...till I and those poems and that "amazing thought" find a common time to get together in the form of a couple of posts, I am posting some of my favorite gtalk status messages. Stages come in life when you pass through the entire rainbow of emotions, in the same day. The MBA only further accentuates the whole “feeling” thing. Hoping some of these gtalk statuses capture what is going on around here. On Life · Connect the dots forward, you see hope...connect them backward, you see destiny... · It’s said that happiness is along the way, not at the end of the road. Once you realize that, the journey itself becomes the destination. · ...

Blogging is out...Microblogging is in... This is how Wikipedia defines micro-blogging ... “ Micro-blogging is a form of blogging that allows users to write brief text updates (usually less than 200 characters) and publish them, either to be viewed by anyone or by a restricted group which can be chosen by the user. These messages can be submitted by a variety of means, including text messaging, instant messaging, email, MP3 or the web.” Micro-blogging is emerging as a new form of expression. Be it the Facebook or Orkut 'Status Update' or the G-Talk or Yahoo Messenger status messages, people are using micro-blogging to express themselves in newer ways. Now with just a couple of lines, you can convey what you are feeling at the moment. The challenge is to be creative, so that that one line or couple of lines not only are interesting to read but also capture your feelings at that moment. This momentary capture of feeling is what makes micro-blogging so different from the traditiona...

About a Girl... ...(searching for things...that I just can not see...) Before realizing a dream, the first step is to realize what is it exactly that we want from life. To many times we wander aimlessly without knowing what is it that we really desire. This poem is about one such girl. It is about everyone infact, everyone who is going through the path towards self realization and awareness. About a girl, a story begins. Her life it was, caught in a cage. To break free was what she crazed. In deep thought she spent all day. Something was missing in her life. A dream maybe, some wings to fly. Khushi na jane kahan chale gaye the. Anginat parchaiyon main kho gaye the, Ya, raat ke sitaron main so gaye the. Pata nahin kya chah rahe the, Apne aap ko he pehchan rahe the. Ek sapna, ek manzil talaash rahe the. (The is the first of a set of two poems...the second is about the same girl..having realized what she wants and now aware of herself...there is no stopping her in her path towards the ful...

Taare Zameen Par... Yeh To Hain Sardi Mein Dhoop Ki Kirane Utarein Jo Aangan Ko Sunhera Sa Karne Mann Ke Aandheron Ko Roshan Sa Kar Dein Thithurti Hatheli Ki Rangat Badal Dein.... Rarely, does one come across a song which expresses so deep a thought using so common examples. Through things like the different facets of nature's beauty, the song tries to tell us that there are certain invaluable things in the world, whose value and importance we usually overlook. Taare zameen par comprises all such things that make life beautiful. But to enjoy their beauty, we have to recognize and value them for what they are. It is too easy to overlook and too easy to lose them. The most precious things anyone can hope to get are not always the most apparent. Too often, only after we lose something, we realize its importance. Getting the love of someone is something that many of us do not value while we have it. Why is it that we hurt those who love us? Why is it that we let go of love so easily? T...

The Poem for all Times 2nd Edition The first " The Poem for all Times " which was co-written with a friend touched on one aspect of love...." the finding part "....The second goes beyond that...to the " reclaiming part ". Here it goes... Main jee raha tha zindagi kuch aise, Khushiyon pe badal chaa rahein ho jaise. Bhula raha tha saare baatein aur yaadein, Akele raah pe chala jaa raha hun jaise. Ek mod pe do rahein mil gayein, Zindagi bhar saath chalne ke asha jag gaye. Woh raah na jaane kahan chale gaye, Zindagi ke bahar patjhar mein kho gaye. Us raah pe phir jaane ko dil karta hai, Woh kasme phir khane ko dil karta hai. Main jee raha tha zindagi kuch aise, Usse raah pe kise ke raah dekh raha hun jaise. check out the first Poem for all Times.... http://confessions679.blogspot.com/2007/08/presenting-on-friendships-day-neha-feat.html

The poem for all times...2nd Edition The Premise "Chaahe Jo Tumhe Poore Dil Se Milta Hai Woh Mushkil Se Aisa Jo Koi Kahin Hai Bas Vahi Sabse Hasin Hai Us Haath Ko Tum Thaam Lo Woh Meherbaan Kal Ho Na Ho..." Love is not meant to be all flowers and rainbows. Life changes, things move on and people change. Vows of a lifetime turn into bonds of distrust. Ties that binded two individuals into one now start to break. Questions and doubts arise in the mind. Letting go is very easy at this point. Holding on, seeing it through is the difficult part. But then isn't life supposed to be the same. You always have the option, give up or fight it out. It was never said that it was going to be easy , all that was said was it was going to be worth it. Getting the love of someone is the most special thing in the world. Do all you can preserve it and keep it from going. Real love, they say lasts forever. What makes love real , is the differences, hardships and doubts it went through and...

Because forever has no end... What would you do if I went away. Would you forgive me, if I couldn't stay. Crossing boundaries, we would both meet, and write own own destiny. As with you forever, I will be your friend. Because my dear, forever has no end. What would you do if doubts took love away, Would you forgive me if I hurt you someday. Like a ship through stormy seas, Love would emerge stronger one day. As with you forever, I will be your friend. Because my dear, forever has no end. Have set out on this road again, a friend in you is all that I have. Fears there are, the road seems long. But with you with me, I can go all along. As with me forever, you will be my friend, Because my dear, forever has no end.

So near yet, so far....a Love Story Times since you not here, a life without life it seems. Whats a poem without a rhyme, Whats a life with you not there. Days since you not here, each minute seems an eternity. The shadows on my wall remind, my loneliness cast in time. Seconds since you not here, how much I miss you, I can not say. When every tear is a river of memories. When the breeze says your name, kisses my face and goes its way. Where are you, but in my heart. Love is forever, in the spirit it resides. Why should I miss you? Your love is always by my side.

Marriage:The story of a girl Dedicated to one of my very close friends, who's about to take the next step in life. Wishing her all the very best for it. A garden of dreams, was where she grew up. The family's little girl, was what they called her. Now, at the threshold, she wonders what lies ahead. Mixed emotions run through her head. As she leaves the world she has known, A new chapter in her life unfolds. But where old dreams end, new begin. As she wakes up from her childhood's dreams. A vision for the future now fills her heart. But fears abound, at what lies ahead. Where would it lead her, its all unsaid. Her silence speaks a thousand words. As her journey begins, for a whole new world. But shes a pilgrim, in search of destiny. The marriage is, just a stop on that journey.