discontent

17th August
An uprising for a cause:
17th august one of memorable days of my life what was so special about it. It was about a change in conviction in the in the minds of politicians turns autocrats. It was about the rising of citizens of all the classes for a cause. 64 years and still we the people are being ripped of our priority. A 74 years old person comes up and ignites the spark beneath us, was this 1st endeavor nopes I guess everyone who surfs or is a avid reader must be aware about his credentials. His 1st fast resulted in the famous RTI act.
Above all what I feel the main reason of this uprising is the discontent of people towards government and above all the day to day corruption that has been an unavoidable part of their lives. Ramlila maidan has been an inferno and it manifests for people’s discontent. 10 days and counting still on the energy and enthusiasm of people has not changed rather it is on a rising trend be it ill managed ground be it rain but people have not shown there backs.15th august Anna surprised everyone with his tactical move to visit Samadhi of mahatma Gandhi, 16th govt. surprised everyone by taking Anna in custody along with his supporters if we are to believe the news about 2k people gave self arrest and thousands demanded for the same. I was happy to see this don’t judge me wrong not happy to see govt’s action rather was happy to see India uniting its is probably the 1st time we would have seen India undivided apart of the world cup victory which is just transience.17th I walked with another hundred thousands from India Gate to jantar mantar marking solidarity with Anna. Its probably the 1st time I was a part of any procession coz I had been reasoning out and later my conscience showed me the right path. Its just the beginning of the change if we unite in such a fashion we would certainly bring in change. It was about 2 km stretch and the entire roads were leading to India gate, its was the 1st time I saw people helping each other with water food and help if one required. But in spite of all this the future will still be dark. The biggest threat is to curb the corruption within us and not being a part of it in any form. If we partially even manage to pull of the lower level corruption will come to a haul. Bills like these will ensure in checking higher level corruption. There’s still was to go and miles to travel before the coming generation seeks liberty.

Chronicles of Dementia:

No this time you got it wrong it’s not Suresh Kalmadi who have inspired me to write this particular post, Its Friendship Day eve my friends that have provoked me to pen few things down. I would be a sinister if I fail to acknowledge the Beautiful things that I miss in my present life. These are the tale of the most inevitable part of my life. Well this post will particularly be about my friends and Time I have spent in JITM and yes the things I already miss a lot.
I miss the tangerine sky and the clouds that piled up the college hill. I have started disliking rain coz I no more can be with my friends roam up to Ran Devi and have a cup of hot Tea, I miss those football sessions in rain where we came back all soaked in mud and drench in water. I miss those cold winds that chilled our spine post rainy days. I miss those days where we hardly use to get bored, have a hard time feeling wither this boredom ever existed back then. Well I miss the long empty corridors where we used to hang together and run away from gripping heat. Those unplanned outings and unadulterated natures beauty I surely miss a lot. I cannot scale and priorities the thing I miss most everything I did in college has left an everlasting imprint. Some time I feel wish I suffered from dementia so that I could give proper reverence to the present rather than pondering upon the past. Each and every single day of those 4 years is good or bad will always be missed.
I miss those numerous sessions of movies that I sat back and saw back to back, and surfed internet with an ease that as if next day would be a doomsday. Ah the reality is no day is same it was all so important because of the people in it. It still rains but with no friends around the feel isn’t the same. The worth of a mere degree will be lost in mist of time all that will be left will be we the people and its circle of trust.
Life is not same without friends its more miserable and stressful, they are a lot of promising people who help us without any condition. Miss u all lads and few ladies without you my life would not be the same.

शब्द

क्या कहे जब किसी अजनबी को देख दिल धड़कता है,
लगता है वो केवल आपके लिये बना है।

लम्हे वर्षों में बदल जाते हैं,और पल सदियो मॆ।
उस कि एक झलक बस आपको हा आपको सम्पूर्ना होने का एहसास दिलाती है.
भीड़ भारी सड़क पे जब आपकी नजर हर पल उसी को तलाशती है
समय रुक सा जाता है जब आपकी नजर उस कि नजर से मिलती है
फ़सलें मिटाने लगते हैं जब वो पास से बल्खते हुए गुज़र जाती है


लेकिन वस्तिविक्ता आपको उस समय ज़मीन पे वापस ले आती है
जब उस कि नजर आपको पहचाने सेइनकार करती हैं
एक दिल संभाल चल अपनी मंज़िल अभी आयी नही
ये बस था एक पल्चिन
अभी और भी चलना है
वक्त के साथ चलना है
अमित कुमार सिंह

Namesake

I might have procrastinated writing blogs but writing something that is important to me is my sole priority. So this time I mulled and came up with an so called idea of this blog. Let me begin this blog with a straight question to the readers (if I have any LOL)has there been any instance in your life where you have started hating your discrete identity AKA your name. Has ever you name haunted your sleep well like it or not some time it does, go back in the Labyrinth of your memory lanes and see you might find instances where some time your name was easy to mock down or you were a namesake of some lame old scion. The big question is why the hec I am writing it coz friends believe me or not have witness a lot or rather witnessed all. I have been fervent writing this post and particularly in love with the content. For this particular occasion I would like to discuss the backdrop of the entire post.
A boy was born in a village was quite popular as there had been a while the joint family has seen a toddler. As mom narrated numerous stories of my childhood 1 fact was clear it was me who had to fulfill all relish avid hopes of family as every single of them wanted to name me. Well as women power always prevails in a family and my aunts were privileged enough to name me~ my bad luck . Well mom came in rescue won’t believe my aunts tried naming me Amitabh but thanx mom for at least agreeing aunt to name me AMIT. Well this namesake business is all lame coz you might not just name your son rather u end up typecasting him or start expecting the unexpected. Well I was deprived of it thankfully or not its upon you to figure out.
I rather be a detective and lead you all through the trails on how I started disliking my name. This is a story of a typical convent educated lad half of them regret the order at which there roll numbers are based orthodox and primitive way alphabetically. Yes being name from A you are destined to always be among the torch bearers of ur class. Half of the boys regret it as the most Beautiful girl is named from a distant alphabet and there is no way you can end up sitting together or being in a same group even it’s a doomsday. I had always been sitting in exams and appearing for interviews viva’s at first courtesy my name amit . I have a question to all my IT and CS friends that is it the easiest way to design a shorting algorithm being based on name? Now this situation can be more adverse if the best looking girl has a familiar name or both mine and her name sound together as if we are made for each other -forget it its then and there your chances are bleak or rather ended as girl likes to keep away to wacky stuff,Ask me had it twice in my life.
There are even instances when your name or acronym is a subject of mockery pity D K Bose, at this particular subject was pity lucky but had plenty of nick names the more people you be friends with the more name you have. The last but toughest of them all was my shy at luck in college. We were 3 individuals absolutely no comparison in habits hobby completely distinct personality but all of us were named amit, it was then when I believed it is the commonest name I could have had. But this particular instant had plenty of funny moments I love and we ended up being friends.
The enviable thing about being named Amit Kumar Singh is “Singh” large boots to fill in plenty of expectation to deal with. On my 1st day of college I was asked a simple question what’s in my name that makes me different from every 1 else and I replied Being Singh is what the difference is all about. I write this post with a conviction that I might someday be a luminary and people love and respect Amit Singh.

S#it Happens

An idea can come any time any place and in any circumstances. Aamir Khan is a genius in promoting films and does it in a unique way but what my blog has got to do with his promotion strategies. Only that his strategy endowed me with an idea for my next blog post. S#it happens yes happens with every 1 they accolade it or not. Has happened to me as well and I don’t disagree with the fact. So what’s this s#it about mere ostensibly would reflect it as anything bad but has grave and vast meaning to it. Some might term it as feeling for a wrong girl no I term it as sheer immaturity, failing in an exam nopes that will be braveness coz u still will have a next chance. So what’s this fuzz all about, what exactly this S#it is: I might have a different opinion as always where as I would consider it as something I did knowing the consequences. Such as not doing what I was supposed to do and later regretting upon it. The biggest mistake I consider in my life is choosing engineering as my course of study S#it did happened then. And being rejected at an SSB interview yes S#it was that. Engineering was a result of a sabotaged brain but I still tried doing well though was least interested. This might sound fervent but S#it is that when the 1 person you want badly in life and you don’t have guts to admit it coz don’t want to come out of envisage of what you have created. Well some are generated directly generated by us and some are further its consequences. But is life about the S#it or life beyond them. Believe me every such moment brings about 10 different opportunity in life the days then might seem gloomy but later the same would be an anachronism and yes you will have a laugh on them. This reminds me of the words of Steve Jobs the importance of a deed is not significant in present but later in future when u ponder and connect the dots things will fall in place. And every S#it later has a good to it like Edison said have learnt 999 different ways of not making a bulb. I might had been a bad soldier now I am wasting mine time then would have wasted countries resources and the 1 person was meant to be a good friend had shown some guts would have lost a friend. For me fun of living life has been these S#its and challenges post them. I had been brave so far and will try being in future.
Signing of with the hope that would write frequent this time.
Regard

The evil ME:

Life is really an illusion it’s hard to understand unless you have been around gone places and known people, we or rather I am not from a different lot though I claim 1. The biggest problem these days with me is the antagonist in me. Sometimes it feels like I am caged in a dungeon and forfeited to do anything. We normally tend to get cozy as the day passes and gradually the entire motive and the driving force is LOST. The propensity of achieving becomes gloomy and we utterly being responsible for it. I know I have a way to go things to achieve and place to doscover but with the current phase I am in it would be a rather unremitting dream. I totally understand the importance of chasing and later fulfilling the same however the resilience comes from within. This makes my work more tougher coz it is not only circumstance that has to be dealt with rather more severe is to deal edifice that I have created. The evil me tries playing with mind and believe me he is damn good at it. The only reason of me putting these into words is just to acknowledge the fact that it is me who is responsible, with past year and half my leniency and bit of covertness have let plenty of opportunity pass by and with the present stimulus I am pious to repeat the same. One part of me is trying to convince that life is good and get along with it but the intelligent me have a tough time.
With tough task ahead and even tougher days ahead to conquer the anguish and make surreal dream a real 1.

Failure:

Uf every time i think its enough but there is still more to come, With every failure i think I am Done but then realize learning isn’t. Every failure made me stronger and more determined of my destiny. It has been long chasing others dream now its time to see 1.This is life and its reality of emerging as a lone winner. A struggle for existence, survival -it doesn’t mean that we don’t exist but making an impression is more important. We as an individual are stuck in our own pre-requisites constrain and frame of thoughts. Its high time I buckle up my laces and get focused. Days that are passing by and as I look back to see my efforts I realize hadn’t put any, may be have tried by not to the fullest before its too late or I am left to cry upon what I made my life need to get back to work. It is always a difficult thing to stand up give all the eze and comforts and do the work ie, specifically hard work. For me past 2 years have really been different , different in a way that u would have least expected things to happen and shape up and at least when u never expected them to happen in adversity . Nightmare is even less tragic but all happens for a cause. Failure is a mere virtue not a permanent entity.
I came across a line from a Pakistani writer “I am resilient, I am winner, I have what it takes” and tried reflecting its real deed word were very strong and motive more stronger. Then was reminded about the bird phoenix which rises from its own ashes and is reborn to complete its destiny.