Wednesday, August 26, 2015

RESERVATION

[Disclaimer: The views presented here are personal and are not published with intent to harm emotions or mentality of any caste or person of society.]


Seeing government property burning…! This is a memorable but not a good sight at all. The reason behind all the loss of property may be either outrage by the police on the rally or violent mentality of some persons or anything else, but it is overall affecting everyone’s life.

My mind just started working out why the so-called-well-educated-society has to suffer such violent issues? The main reason for 25th Augusts’ state of lawlessness is CAST-ISM and CASTE BASED RESERVATION.

The main intent of the Patidar rally was to get the reservation. But WHY? Do they really need reservation? Luxurious cars appears at rallies, crores of rupees invested (may be wasted) for organization of rallies and show (off). I agree that a large part of Patidar caste is still not living the level of life they deserve and need enormous support for their development. But the same situation is dispersed for the MOST of the other castes, too. They are also living in the state of poverty, they also deserve social well-being. Then why there is demand of reservation only for Patidars?

Some people who hated being called OBC are now demanding and fighting for this status. Some leaders are implying publically that they are following Sardar Patel’s way, but did Sardar Patel really want to divide people based on caste? Damn imitated, he united different constituencies despite of caste difference and created an undivided nation. Sardar’s soul is never going to get relieved by seeing this anarchy on his name.

In opposition to Patidars, the present OBC leaders are raised their voice with the fear of snatching a big part of their reservation. This has made the violence more intense. Some people gathered only as diluents to make a mass. They were like a dog chasing a car; they even don’t know why they were demanding so. Some opportunists are also misusing the name of Patidars and fulfilling their own purpose. I don’t understand whether firing the banks and plundering ATM machines will give them reservation? This is not at all the indication of a real educated society. An understanding leader must take necessary steps to suppress such deeds on an urgent basis.

When Dr. B.R.Ambedkar introduced the reservation only for a few years after independence with an intention of removing the caste based social and economical differences. (This is practically impossible in such a short time). Basically, the concept of reservations of seats for SCs/STs in House of People and Legislative assemblies was meant for a few years but incapable/unaccountable politicians extended it till now. The most disheartening fact is the situation of the MOST of reserved categories in India still remains the same as it was during independence. Who is responsible for it? I would say, it’s the people belonging to these categories, especially because they haven’t demanded their elected representatives to develop them. How long can the nation tolerate reservations in the name of caste when people itself want to stick to their backwardness? This will continue to happen until the people of reserved categories wake up and demand education, progress and accountability from their elected representatives instead of sympathy.

Solution:

I am not saying that there should be no reservation. I am in support of a totally different kind of reservation. I firmly believe that only good education at primary level is the solution of the majority of problems. I support reservations at the schooling level, but no child should deprive of education. I support the right to education of all the children irrespective of their caste or religion. Build more schools, recruit good teachers and make the society educated. If students of all castes get the same education, then there will be no need of reservations at college level education. Everyone will get admission in every field only based on their merit and not based on caste. This will require a great hard work for more than a decade, but after a few years we will start getting results. I support the reservation based on economical condition irrespective of their social caste. There should be no OBC, I support only EBC (Economically Backward Class). I support reservation of supportive schemes and its proper implementation for farmers, labors and other needful. Personally, I feel that since God has made us equal, we should not encourage reservation of any kind in our systems – jobs / admissions. Whenever we reserve place for someone on these foolish basis, we are snatching away the rights from deserving candidates. I am in support of identification of a person not based on his caste but based upon his work, his ability and his potential. I support reservation based on caste only in House of People and Legislative assemblies and that too for proper representation of all the social classes. I support equality and removing the concept of castes. In an educated society, no one is superior and no one is inferior. Instead of reserving seats in colleges and jobs based on castes, teach everyone to compete, spring up and make their existence worth for their social class.

“Give a man a fish; you have fed him for today. Teach a man to fish; and you have fed him for a lifetime” – Anonymous
So, let us arise, grow mentally and stop these violence and spreading anarchy. Government and constitution have their own limitations. It is practically impossible to keep everyone happy if they follow caste-based quota. Just realize that this is loss of our own property and our own peace. I would firmly request everyone to stop spading our own legs and maintain lively and peaceful environment.
< H P >

Sunday, March 22, 2015

Mingle friends, Single me

Youth is a mesmerizing trip into the past and a riveting look at the very idea of ‘coming-of-age’. In fact, youth is a stylish, freewheeling and a fun ride stage of life that decides the openings of thoughts and heading of the rest of the life.

“Adolescence is a new birth”
-G. Stanely Hall

Youth always gives us joyful, cheerful, sometimes sad and gloomy but always memorable experiences. The most amazing things like madness of friendship, mischievous pranks, falling in love, certain first time experiences and bachelorette parties happens mostly during this duration. This is also the time of devoting and reserving our life for someone else who is going to be ours for lifetime.

Till now we just used to have fun with some Love Calculators to find love percentage with our crush and compatibility applications to know how compatible we will be with the same. Till date we only perceived about our friends’ crush or sometimes crushes, time-pass or serious affairs and break-ups. But nowadays, my mailbox fills up with the news of a friend getting engaged or married. It’s also not a matter of worry for those who have not been honored of publishing such news, because time is going to play its role, but a little bit later.

So, I’ve hit the point that my Facebook, Hike, Google plus and Twitter walls and timelines are booming with the news of friends being committed, their engagements, ring ceremony, marriage and receptions in the form of photos or posts with some smileys. Some friend who in our opinion looks childish, posts over 100 pictures in an album entitled “MY WEDDING <3<3<3”. Sometime ago my friends used to keep their single photo or selfie, group photo or a picture of any actor or actress as the display pics of Whatsapp and Facebook, but now that place has been acquired by couple photos with hand-in-hand or looking towards one another. Some have also learned use of some softwares to edit the photos to make the couple look more captivating. It is very normal for some friends to cancel some planning on the last day because he/she has to go to estimate someone as his/her life-partner. Now most of the time of the telephonic talks with some friends passes in knowing the details about the plus ones.

Most of us must be very happy to know that a friend is entering a blissful new stage of life. It is a great occasion of pleasure that our friends are finding their soul mates, the ones on whom they are going to rely for their own physical, mental and social well-being. I convey my heartily well wishes to those who got the perfect partner of their choice without any compromise.

But some of us have reached that point where it seems that everyone is getting married and I’m still single as ever. On one hand, we're likely over the moon happy that our friends have found true love and are excited to share in their joy; on the other we might find ourselves feeling jealous, bitter and annoyed with the whole affair. Some friends are very frustrated and jealous to listen about someone’s new relationship status because they have seen many options for own life but none fits for them. Sometimes the root of jealousy is the fear that they won’t ever get hitched with such pleasure. Some are gloomy because their own crush or love is going to belong to someone else. Someone has to hit the like button unlikely or comment as ‘congrats’ heavy heartedly on the posts of the person who was he always thinking to be with. Some want to be in relationship but their wish is being postponed because their family thinks them too young to be in that stage and waiting for getting them more mature.

I have sympathy for the friends having such conflicting emotions like all of your friends seem to be falling in love and getting engaged, while you're still playing the dating game. The arousal of some toxic thoughts like envy, self-doubt and fears about whether you will find the right match are quite natural and it is a common tendency. So, my serious advice is that never let these feelings to take a toll on your friendships and overall happiness though. You can think like may be my ‘someone significant’ will meet me in one of the weddings I am invited to these days..!

As per my belief, the average age of people getting married is NOT eighteen, but 24 to 26 for female and 26 to 28 for male. In fact, the median age for a first marriage has been rising for decades. Some research also proves that delaying marriage is actually beneficial and improves the quality of the marriage! (I don’t remember the source and reliability of the research though). The feeling-alone guys can either drown yourself in your own tears and watch Karan Johar’s movies, read some of Nicholas Spark’s love stories or you can wait for your destiny to change till you find someone yourself.

Just remember that you have YOURSELF to live, you have your own independence and freedom. So, go ahead and turn off the television, put the story books aside, stop the playlists, get hammered, attend your friends’ ring ceremonies and marriages. In a short coming future you won't be booked every weekend for a wedding related function, you won't have to worry about who to bring as your plus-one, and you won't have to glance at one more wedding registry!

My cordial wishes for those who have got their perfect match and are going to enjoy a lovely journey of life, happy journey. And my simple advice to the in-waiting candidates that don’t rush things and enjoy the fact that you’re still single today, God is busy in creating the best option for you and destiny will play its role, just be patient till the opportunity knocks.



< H P >

Monday, September 15, 2014

Thank You My Dear Friends



Friends are always Chucking Frazy… You can hug each other and laugh at random moments. You can argue about absolutely nothing only to find out that you both are wrong. And for my friends, I want to say that we can crap the talk, we are the guys who stalk, the ways we shop, the laughs we can’t stop, the gossip we spill, the looks that could kill, to having each other’s backs, to the next morning getting the facts, downing the beers and spilling the tears, we’ll definitely stay connected for years….!

Wow, what an amazing birthday it was…! I’m posting this tonight just to thank everyone for the huge support and affection you guys devoted me while I was feeling kinda blue. My inbox was showered with the birthday wishes in the form of text and pictures from all those who hadn’t send me any message from past several months. It innervated me with a lot of excitement. Thanks to all of you who remained awake till 12 o’clock just to make a timely wish. Hats off to those who wished me exactly when the clock clocked. Thanks to all the group admins and group members on whatsapp who changed the group name and group display pic to my  identity. The birthday wishes from the people like you who care for me was just like God blessed me with a million dollar cheque.

I would like to start from the ‘Guddds’ who started wishing me my birthday from ten days ago. Thank you for turning a simple day into a festival with a creative daily dose of a refreshing wish message. I really basked in the joy of reading them. Your funny shayaris brought the same laughter even after reading the fifth time that they brought on the first time. Pardon me if I couldn’t fetch you the satisfactory replies. Love you so much and miss you. I cordially hope that we all would be together…

My heartily thanks goes to the ‘Dooodles’ who didn’t let the day deprived with amusement. I will never forget your physical presence all the way from Delhi, Mumbai, Surat, Baroda and Ahmedabad. It was really unheralded. Thanks for the late night celebration. Thank you so much for furnishing the day with the happiness of get-together. You not only reminded me of the days we were together but relived our days of fun, mischievousness and devilment. 

I can write multitudinous lines to thank you all, but don’t want to make this messy. In fact, I don’t have the words which can justify my feelings in some simple sentences. Just want to say that I don’t consider it as being another year older, I think of it as another year of having enjoyed with the friends like you.

A few lines ascend from ‘the heart of HP’:
Living a life without you guys would be like drinking a bottle of wine gone bad,
Attending the college without you would have surely driven me mad,
Flipping a photo album without you would be like watching the rainbow in sepia,
Sharing my all problems would put me in a massive dilemma,
Every aspect of life would be empty, blank and totally colourless,
If you weren’t there in my life to fill it with sublime happiness…

Thank you almighty for blessing my life with the friends who wish to turn a simple day of my life into a hilarious one. You are the charming gardeners who have made my soul blossom. You are the parts who make my life whole.

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

The most expensive meal




Mr. Warren Buffett-a billionaire investor, industrialist and philanthropist host some power lunches to benefit the Glide Foundation, a San Francisco community-based charity organization. The lunches are auctioned on eBay and the winner generally pays more than $5 million dollars for lunches. This amount is for the help to mankind.

Recently, the tragedy in Uttarakhand is unfolding as the death toll in the flash floods and landslides continued. Thousands of victims have saved their lives in do or die conditions. Not enough food was supplied by the government due to bad whether or any other reason. Many of the charitable trusts across whole India were trying to do their best to help the victims.

But opposite to that the tragic news came that many of local people looted the victims for food. They took the advantage of the situation for self-benefit. Many of the middle-class families must have had the most expensive food of their life. 56-year-old flood victim and Dehradun local Manohar Lal Mauriya forced to pay Rs 250 for a 'paratha' and Rs 100 for a small pack of chips. Amit Gupta of Baghpat UP said they had to pay Rs 400 for two small packets of chips and two bottles of water. Some others had to pay Rs 200 for a water bottle. Isn’t it terrific? Such sellers are only going to get the curse of the victims. The situation is truly condemnable.

Actually, not the meals taken with Warren Buffet but the food that was purchased to satisfy the needy appetite was truly the most expensive meals, because it was sold at the stake of humanity. May God sanctify them all…!

< H P >

Friday, June 21, 2013

unEMPLOYED



The trouble with our times is that the future is not what it used to be”.

The post-graduation is over, now the soul is eager to unfold the arms for a nice career opportunity ahead. The mind is thinking about and the heart is expecting for it. The eyes are also waiting eagerly for a perfect opportunity and the feet have become keener to step forward. This must be the situation of all my still-in-search-of-a-job friends.

During studies, a student generally wants a tension-free time, and he gets this much desired time only in the vacation. But the situation is totally different after completion of the course when the one is ready for no more study and to find a job. This time generally becomes the toughest time, especially for a fresher. The situation is very similar for me right now.

The time and its upshots have changed a lot. Everyday, the morning starts with newspaper reading. The eyes now look for just a single advertisement about a vacancy in any well-known company or institute, which were intentionally avoided to see ever before. The absence of any advertisement about a vacancy or walk-in interview frustrates me now, when the presence of which on the same place had never pleased me before these days. My email id is also very pleased to see me making use of it more frequently than ever before. I have become more familiar with the practical and market aspects of the companies than that I was during my graduation and post-graduation days. The first time in my life, I have made use of internet not for Facebook and YouTube. I have known the meaning of the word 'interview' more than that is explained in the Oxford dictionary. I’m not confident that schooling has a direct connection with employment anymore, I am compelled to feel.


The most severe problem is regarding how-to-kill-the-time. Above a particular threshold, all the activities like watching television, meeting relatives and friends and roaming here and there becomes unamusing. Social networking has also become boring after its overuse. The whole day passes in wantoning away. Actually, it seems like I am not killing the time but the time is killing me. What I hate is waking up in the middle of the night, my heart pounding with anxiety-many of my friends have confessed this. No reaction for the time when our elders used to say, go to college and study something interesting, be a graduate, and you’ll get a decent job. This sounds me hollow now. What I miss the most is feeling productive, that I’m a part of something larger than myself. It’s really hard not to have that.

There is not only mental pressure but also the social pressure. Everyone asks what you are doing currently. And I have to answer – waiting for the results. As per a message from my friend, height, result, age and salary have become the most favorite topics of my relatives. Sometimes I get bored of all these questions. In fact, I’m not yet ready to settle for a version of life that is less than what I had imagined.

It’s not that we don’t have any option and we are totally helpless; sometimes there are some career options, but due to one or the other reasons we have to reject it. My mind goes to “Manmohan Singh Mode” when I come to know that I’m overqualified for some jobs! "Overqualified or underqualified-I am never the right amount qualified". The state of unemployment in the state having the largest number of industries makes me feel like dying of thirst in the sea.

The time between the completion of study and getting employed is truly the most challenging time. We just need to use it as we are not going to have such time in our life again as we will have it only after our retirement. But who has seen tomorrow? Just make it the most creative time, watch movies, read novels, go to picnics and weddings, try to fulfill your wishes, satisfy your hobbies and enjoy the rain.
“A little more persistence, a little more effort, and what seemed hopeless failure may turn to glorious success”.

-Elbert Hubbard

The one only needs not to get frustrate and to hope that the God must be a little busy in creating the best chore fore me…!!!


< H P >

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

āŠ āŠ•ૉāŠēેāŠœāŠĻા āŠĶિāŠĩāŠļો



āŠ•ૉāŠēેāŠœ āŠ…āŠ­્āŠŊાāŠļ āŠŠૂāŠ°ો āŠĨāŠĩા āŠ†āŠĩ્āŠŊો āŠ›ે āŠĪ્āŠŊાāŠ°ે āŠŪાāŠ°ા āŠĩāŠđાāŠēા āŠŦાāŠ°્āŠŪાāŠļિāŠļ્āŠŸ āŠŪિāŠĪ્āŠ°ો āŠŪાāŠŸે āŠēāŠ–ેāŠēી āŠ•āŠĩિāŠĪા…!!!
“āŠ āŠ•ૉāŠēેāŠœāŠĻા āŠĶિāŠĩāŠļો”

āŠ˜āŠĢુ āŠķીāŠ–્āŠŊા, āŠĩāŠ§ુ āŠœીāŠĩ્āŠŊા, āŠ˜āŠĢા āŠŽāŠ§ા āŠŪિāŠĪ્āŠ°ો āŠŪāŠģ્āŠŊા, āŠ•ેāŠŸāŠēાāŠ• āŠĪો āŠœીāŠĩāŠĻāŠ­āŠ° āŠĻા āŠļાāŠĨી āŠŪāŠģ્āŠŊા,
āŠĨોāŠĄી āŠŊાāŠĶો, āŠ–ૂāŠŽ āŠ–ુāŠķીāŠ“, āŠĨોāŠĄા āŠāŠ—āŠĄા, āŠĩāŠ§ુ āŠŪāŠļ્āŠĪીāŠ“…!

āŠāŠĄāŠŪિāŠķāŠĻ āŠēીāŠ§ુ āŠĪ્āŠŊાāŠ°ે āŠđૃāŠĶāŠŊāŠŪા āŠ†āŠĻંāŠĶ, āŠŪāŠĻāŠŪાં āŠ…āŠ­િāŠŪાāŠĻ āŠđāŠĪુ, āŠ–ોāŠŸુ āŠĻāŠđી āŠ•āŠđુ, āŠĨોāŠĄો āŠĄāŠ° āŠŠāŠĢ āŠđāŠĪો,
āŠ…āŠœાāŠĢી āŠœāŠ—્āŠŊા, āŠ…āŠœાāŠĢ્āŠŊા āŠēોāŠ•ો, āŠŠāŠ°ંāŠĪુ āŠŪāŠĻāŠŪાં āŠ‰āŠšાāŠŸ āŠ•āŠ°āŠĪા āŠ‰āŠŪંāŠ— āŠĩāŠ§ુ āŠđāŠĪો,

āŠĻāŠĩા āŠŪિāŠĪ્āŠ°ો āŠŽāŠĻાāŠĩાāŠĻો, āŠŦાāŠ°્āŠŪાāŠļિāŠļ્āŠŸ āŠŽāŠĻીāŠķુ āŠ āŠĩિāŠķે āŠĻો,
āŠ–āŠŽāŠ° āŠĻા āŠŠāŠĄી āŠŽે āŠĩāŠ°્āŠ· āŠ•્āŠŊા āŠĩીāŠĪી āŠ—āŠŊા, āŠ•ૉāŠēેāŠœ āŠĻા āŠĶિāŠĩāŠļો āŠ•્āŠŊા āŠ“āŠāŠē āŠĨāŠ‡ āŠ—āŠŊા,

āŠđāŠœુ āŠ•ાāŠēે āŠĪો āŠŠāŠđેāŠēો āŠēેāŠ•્āŠšāŠ° āŠāŠŸ્āŠŸેāŠĻ્āŠĄ āŠ•āŠ°્āŠŊો, āŠđāŠœુ āŠ•ાāŠēે āŠĪો āŠŠāŠđેāŠēો āŠŠ્āŠ°ેāŠ•્āŠŸિāŠ•āŠē āŠāŠŸ્āŠŸેāŠĻ્āŠĄ āŠ•āŠ°્āŠŊો
āŠđāŠœુ āŠ•ાāŠēે āŠĪો āŠŸેāŠŽ્āŠēેāŠŸ āŠ°ૂāŠŪ āŠŪા āŠŸેāŠŽ્āŠēેāŠŸ āŠŠાāŠĄāŠĪા āŠķીāŠ–્āŠŊા, āŠđāŠœુ āŠ•ાāŠēે āŠĪો āŠ—ોāŠŸા āŠœેāŠĩા āŠŪાāŠ‡āŠ•્āŠ°ોāŠļ્āŠŦિāŠŊāŠ° āŠŽāŠĻāŠĩ્āŠŊા,
āŠđāŠœુ āŠ•ાāŠēે āŠĪો āŠŠેāŠēા āŠŽāŠ—āŠĄેāŠēા āŠļ્āŠŠેāŠ•્āŠŸ્āŠ°ોāŠŪીāŠŸāŠ° āŠŪા āŠ°ીāŠĄીંāŠ— āŠēીāŠ§ા, āŠđāŠœુ āŠ•ાāŠēે āŠĪો āŠēેāŠŽ āŠŪા āŠ­āŠœીāŠŊા āŠ–ાāŠ§ા āŠđāŠĪા,
āŠđāŠœુ āŠ•ાāŠēે āŠĪો āŠšાāŠēુ āŠēેāŠ•્āŠšāŠ° āŠŪા āŠŪેāŠļેāŠœ āŠ•āŠ°āŠĪા āŠđāŠĪા, āŠđāŠœુ āŠ•ાāŠēે āŠĪો āŠŪોāŠĄા āŠ†āŠĩāŠĩાāŠĻુ āŠŽāŠđાāŠĻુ āŠŽāŠĻાāŠĩāŠĪા āŠķીāŠ–્āŠŊા āŠđāŠĪા,
āŠđāŠœુ āŠ•ાāŠēે āŠĪો āŠŠāŠđેāŠēો āŠ°ીāŠļāŠ°્āŠš āŠ†āŠ°્āŠŸીāŠ•āŠē āŠĩાāŠš્āŠŊો āŠđāŠĪો, āŠđāŠœુ āŠ•ાāŠēે āŠĪો āŠ•ાāŠēે āŠ°ાāŠĪ્āŠ°ે āŠĪો āŠœāŠ°્āŠĻāŠē āŠŽાāŠ‡āŠĻ્āŠĄ āŠ•āŠ°ાāŠĩી āŠđāŠĪી,
āŠđāŠœુ āŠ•ાāŠēે āŠĪો āŠŠેāŠđāŠēી āŠ•āŠļોāŠŸી āŠķāŠ°ૂ āŠĨāŠˆ āŠđāŠĪી, āŠđāŠœુ āŠ•ાāŠēે āŠĪો āŠŦાāŠ‡āŠĻāŠē āŠĻુ āŠ°ીāŠāŠē્āŠŸ āŠ†āŠĩ્āŠŊુ āŠđāŠĪુ,
āŠđāŠœુ āŠ•ાāŠēે āŠĪો āŠ—ાāŠ‡āŠĄ āŠĻુ āŠļિāŠēેāŠ•્āŠķāŠĻ āŠĨāŠŊુ āŠđāŠĪુ, āŠđāŠœુ āŠ•ાāŠēે āŠĪો āŠŠ્āŠ°ોāŠœેāŠ•્āŠŸ āŠšાāŠēુ āŠ•āŠ°્āŠŊો āŠđāŠĪો,
āŠđāŠœુ āŠ•ાāŠēે āŠĪો āŠĄિāŠāŠ°્āŠŸેāŠķāŠĻ āŠēેāŠŽ āŠŪા āŠŠāŠ— āŠŪૂāŠ•્āŠŊો āŠđāŠĪો, āŠ•ોāŠēેāŠœ āŠŪા āŠķિāŠ•્āŠ·āŠ• āŠĶિāŠĻ āŠ‰āŠœāŠĩ્āŠŊો āŠđāŠĪો,
āŠđāŠœુ āŠ•ાāŠē āŠļુāŠ§ી āŠĪો āŠŽāŠ§ા āŠĻા āŠŪાāŠĻāŠļāŠŠāŠŸ āŠŠāŠ° āŠāŠ•āŠŽીāŠœા āŠĻી āŠŪિāŠĪ્āŠ°āŠĪા āŠ…āŠĻે āŠŪāŠļ્āŠĪી āŠĻો āŠĻāŠķો āŠļāŠĩાāŠ° āŠđāŠĪો.

āŠ† āŠŽે āŠĩāŠ°્āŠ·, āŠ† āŠŊાāŠĶāŠ—ાāŠ° āŠŽે āŠĩāŠ°્āŠ·, āŠŽāŠ§ા āŠĻા āŠđૃāŠĶāŠŊāŠŪાં āŠ•ોāŠĪāŠ°ાāŠˆ āŠ—āŠŊા,
āŠđāŠœુ āŠĩિāŠķ્āŠĩાāŠļ āŠĻāŠĨી, āŠ•ે āŠ•ાāŠēે āŠ›ૂāŠŸા āŠŠāŠĄીāŠķુ, āŠĶāŠ°ેāŠ• āŠĻા āŠŪāŠĻāŠŪાં āŠ˜āŠĢા āŠļāŠĩાāŠēો āŠ›ે,

āŠđāŠĩે āŠ•્āŠŊાāŠ°ે āŠ†āŠ–ી āŠ°ાāŠĪો āŠœાāŠ—ી āŠĻે āŠĩાંāŠšીāŠķુ? āŠđāŠĩે āŠ•્āŠŊાāŠ°ે āŠēāŠ•્āŠ·્āŠŪીāŠ āŠļાāŠĨે āŠšા āŠŠીāŠĩા āŠœāŠˆāŠķુ?
āŠđāŠĩે āŠēોāŠœીāŠ• āŠĩāŠ—āŠ°āŠĻી āŠšāŠ°્āŠšા āŠ•ોāŠĻી āŠļાāŠĨે āŠ•āŠ°ીāŠķુ, āŠđāŠĩે āŠ°ાāŠĪ્āŠ°ે 12 āŠĩાāŠ—્āŠŊે āŠ•ોāŠĻો āŠœāŠĻ્āŠŪāŠĶિāŠĻ āŠ‰āŠœāŠĩીāŠķુ.?
āŠđāŠĩે āŠ•્āŠŊાāŠ°ે āŠ°ાāŠĪ્āŠ°ે 2 āŠĩાāŠ—્āŠŊે āŠŪોāŠŸા āŠŽāŠœાāŠ° āŠĻાāŠļ્āŠĪો āŠ•āŠ°āŠĩા āŠœāŠˆāŠķુ? āŠđāŠĩે āŠŽંāŠ• āŠŪાāŠ°ી āŠĻે āŠļિāŠĻેāŠŪા āŠœોāŠĩા āŠ•ોāŠĢ āŠœāŠķે..?
āŠđāŠĩે āŠ•્āŠŊાāŠ°ે āŠŽાāŠ‡āŠ• āŠŠāŠ° āŠĪ્āŠ°āŠĢ āŠœāŠĢા āŠŽેāŠļી āŠĻે āŠœāŠ‡āŠķુ? āŠđāŠĩે āŠ•્āŠŊાāŠ°ે āŠ•ેāŠĻ્āŠŸીāŠĻ āŠĻી āŠŪāŠļ્āŠĪીāŠ“ āŠĨāŠķે..?
āŠđāŠĩે āŠ°ૂāŠŠિāŠŊા āŠĻāŠˆ āŠđોāŠŊ āŠĪ્āŠŊાāŠ°ે āŠ‰āŠ§ાāŠ° āŠ•ોāŠĢ āŠ°ાāŠ–āŠķે? āŠđāŠĩે āŠŪિāŠĪ્āŠ°ો āŠŠાāŠļે āŠĩાāŠ°ંāŠĩાāŠ° āŠŪāŠŦāŠĪ āŠĻી āŠŠાāŠ°્āŠŸી āŠ•ેāŠĩી āŠ°ીāŠĪે āŠŪાંāŠ—ીāŠķુ?
āŠđāŠĩે āŠĩાāŠĪ-āŠĩાāŠĪāŠŪાં āŠķāŠ°āŠĪ āŠ•ોāŠĢ āŠēāŠ—ાāŠĩāŠķે..? āŠđāŠĩે āŠĩāŠ—āŠ° āŠ•ાāŠ°āŠĢે āŠđેāŠ°ાāŠĻ āŠ•ોāŠĢ āŠ•āŠ°āŠķે..?
āŠđāŠĩે āŠ•ાāŠ°āŠĢ āŠĩāŠ—āŠ° āŠŦોāŠŸો āŠ•ોāŠĢ āŠŠાāŠĄāŠķે, āŠđāŠĩે āŠŠંāŠšા āŠēેāŠĩāŠē āŠĻા āŠđāŠĨોāŠĄા āŠ•ોāŠĢ āŠŪાāŠ°āŠķે.?

āŠļāŠĩાāŠē āŠ˜āŠĢા āŠ›ે, āŠœāŠĩાāŠŽ āŠĻāŠĨી, āŠ›ે āŠĪો āŠŪાāŠĪ્āŠ° āŠāŠ• āŠ†āŠķા. āŠŦāŠ°ી āŠŪāŠģીāŠķુ, āŠŦāŠ°ી āŠœીāŠĩીāŠķુ.
āŠŦાāŠ°્āŠŪાāŠļિāŠļ્āŠŸ āŠŽāŠĻી āŠ—āŠŊા, āŠŪંāŠિāŠē āŠĪો āŠ†āŠĩી āŠ—āŠˆ, āŠŠāŠĢ āŠđāŠĩે āŠēાāŠ—ે āŠ›ે āŠ•ે āŠŪુāŠļાāŠŦāŠ°ીāŠŪાં āŠœ āŠŪāŠœા āŠđāŠĪી,

āŠ–ોāŠŸુ āŠĻāŠđી āŠ•āŠđુ, āŠĨોāŠĄો āŠĄāŠ°ેāŠēો āŠ›ુ, āŠ† āŠĩāŠ–āŠĪે āŠ‰āŠŪંāŠ— āŠ•āŠ°āŠĪા āŠ‰āŠšાāŠŸ āŠĩāŠ§ુ āŠ›ે,
āŠŽāŠđાāŠ° āŠĻāŠĩી āŠĶુāŠĻિāŠŊા āŠ›ે, āŠ…āŠœાāŠĢ્āŠŊા āŠēોāŠ•ો āŠ›ે, āŠŠāŠĢ āŠŪāŠĻāŠŪાં āŠ†āŠĪ્āŠŪāŠĩિāŠķ્āŠĩાāŠļ āŠŠāŠĢ āŠ­āŠ°āŠŠુāŠ° āŠ›ે.

āŠĶāŠ°ેāŠ• āŠĻો āŠ†āŠ­ાāŠ°, āŠ† āŠŽે āŠĩāŠ°્āŠ· āŠļુંāŠĶāŠ° āŠ°ંāŠ—ો āŠĨી āŠ­āŠ°āŠĩા āŠŪાāŠŸે, āŠ˜āŠĢી āŠŊાāŠĶો āŠ†āŠŠāŠĩા āŠŪાāŠŸે,
āŠœેāŠĻે āŠŊાāŠĶ āŠ•āŠ°ીāŠĻે, āŠ•્āŠŊાāŠ°ેāŠ• āŠāŠ•ાંāŠĪāŠŪાં āŠđāŠļી āŠēāŠˆāŠķુ ,āŠ•્āŠŊાāŠ°ેāŠ• āŠ°āŠĄી āŠēāŠˆāŠķુ.
āŠ† āŠŽે āŠĩāŠ°્āŠ·, āŠ˜āŠĢુ āŠķીāŠ–્āŠŊા, āŠĩāŠ§ુ āŠœીāŠĩ્āŠŊા āŠ˜āŠĢા āŠŽāŠ§ા āŠŪિāŠĪ્āŠ°ો āŠŪāŠģ્āŠŊા, āŠ•ેāŠŸāŠēાāŠ• āŠĪો āŠœીāŠĩāŠĻāŠ­āŠ° āŠĻા āŠļાāŠĨી āŠŪāŠģ્āŠŊા,
āŠĨોāŠĄા āŠāŠ—āŠĄા, āŠĩāŠ§ુ āŠŪāŠļ્āŠĪીāŠ“. āŠĨોāŠĄી āŠŊાāŠĶો, āŠ–ૂāŠŽ āŠ–ુāŠķીāŠ“…!

-āŠđાāŠ°્āŠĶિāŠ• āŠŠāŠ°ીāŠ–

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

My College Days


The last semester is going on and now my college is about to over... I am going to be M.Pharm degree holder now... I don't know whether to smile or to feel sad... But I wold choose to be happy. I wold love to dedicate this blog to y college days that I lived, I cherished and I enjoyed...!

It was great experience being here at ARCP. Two years…. I learnt a lot of new things…. Now when I peep into my past, all I can see are the changes… It’s the similar feeling I had when I passed B.Pharm two years back… People come… People go…. How time changes and how life keeps on moving without a pause… We laugh… We cry…. Some are really low moments…. Some are really high…. Life is so beautiful in its own way... 


I met plenty of new people during my last two years of M.Pharm …. I have been heartily attached to many…. and worked and enjoyed with everybody I came across…. I discovered a different me in myself…. More self-centered, bad and self-indulged me… And I improved as well in terms of public speaking, anchoring, organizing and so on…


All I can now recall is those lectures… Talks... Bunking classes…. Laboratories… Practicals… Overnight exam preparations… Results… Playing cards till morning… Bike trips… Late night tea… Early morning cricket… Train journeys… Gossips… Hathodaas… Punishments… Problems and improvements… And so on…. Life was always fun and exciting here…


I have learnt very good problem handling skills, decision taking skills and stress management… How to meet deadlines … by completing a week long journals and syllabus overnight… All those group tasks which compelled us to stay up all night with our whats app on…. All those frequent semester exams….

These two years of my life were really good… I know what I have learnt… I can sense the changes in me… I met some really great people…. I would not name all of them here but they had a great impact on me…. I will miss their presence every time I achieve something… I met many who contributed to my life in one or the other way… I was encouraged, appreciated, criticized, laughed at and discouraged time to time… But it always added towards my learning and helped me to learn and become better with every step…

I would love to thank the people who were always there for me… whether we talk daily or not and those who were always there for me as a life supporting system…. But I’ll not mention them because I don’t want to hurt anybody by skipping their name by mistake….Those who are special for me know this and understand this….

Everybody expects from their family because they are the people sent by God for us…. It’s very difficult to find people outside family from whom you can expect…. And I am one lucky person…. I met such people at every step of my life…


I feel that I am kind of detached soul… But still I miss people from my past…. Places… time… memories… tears and smiles…. I can relate to everything I left behind…. And touchwood I feel blessed because whenever I look back I find my people standing there for me… To bless me… To help me… and to support me...

Now, I am going to start with my professional life… I am definitely going to miss the company of my beloved ones for the moments we shared, we enjoyed and we lived together. I would like to be thankful to all the persons who became a page of the book of my journey and made it so decipherable. I just wish all my friends and acquaintances all the best for their future endeavors… Just hoping for everyone’s kindest support and I wish my heartily blessings to all of you for a much impressive and bright future life... I hope to stay connected with you all... God bless you all...!!!
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