JRD Tata Biography

Born: July 29, 1904
Died: on November 29, 1993
Achievements: He had the honor of being India's first pilot; was Chairman of Tata & Sons for 50 years; launched Air India International as India's first international airline; received Bharat Ratna in 1992.

JRD Tata was one of the most enterprising Indian entrepreneurs. He was a pioneer aviator and built one of the largest industrial houses of India.

JRD Tata was born on July 29, 1904 in Paris. His mother was a French, while his father was Parsi. JRD's full name was Jehangir Ratanji Dadabhoy Tata and he was popularly known as Jeh to his friends. JRD's father Ratanji Dadabhoy Tata and Sri Jamsetji Tata shared their greatness from the same great-great-grandfather, Ervad Jamsheed Tata, a priest of Navsari.

JRD Tata was the second of four children. He was educated in France, Japan and England before being drafted into the French army for a mandatory one-year period. JRD wanted to extend his service in the forces but destiny had something else in store for him. By leaving the French army JRD's life was saved because shortly thereafter, the regiment in which he served was totally wiped out during an expedition in Morocco.

JRD Tata joined Tata & Sons as an unpaid apprentice in 1925. He has great interest in flying. On February 10, 1929, JRD became the first Indian to pass the pilot's examination. With this distinctive honor of being India's first pilot, he was instrumental in giving wings to India by building Tata Airlines, which ultimately became Air India. His passion for flying was fulfilled with the formation of the Tata Aviation Service in 1932.

In 1938, at the age of 34, JRD was elected Chairman of Tata & Sons making him the head of the largest industrial group in India. He started with 14 enterprises under his leadership and half a century later on July 26, 1988, when he left , Tata & Sons was a conglomerate of 95 enterprises which they either started or in which they had controlling interest.

JRD was the trustee of Sir Dorabji Tata Trust from its inception in 1932, which remained under his wings for over half a century. Under his guidance, this Trust established Asia's first cancer hospital, the Tata Memorial Center for Cancer, Research and Treatment, Bombay, 1941. It also founded the Tata Institute of Social Sciences, 1936 (TISS), the Tata Institute of Fundamental Research, 1945 (TIFR), and the National Center for Performing Arts.

In 1948, JRD Tata launched Air India International as India's first international airline. In 1953, the Indian Government appointed JRD as Chairman of Air-India and a director on the Board of Indian Airlines-a position JRD retained for 25-years. For his crowning achievements in Aviation, JRD was bestowed with the title of Honorary Air Commodore of India.

In 1956, JRD Tata initiated a program of closer "employee association with management" to give workers a stronger voice in the affairs of the company. He firmly believed in employee welfare and espoused the principles of an eight-hour working day, free medical aid, workers' provident scheme, and workmen's accident compensation schemes, which were later, adopted as statutory requirements in India.

JRD Tata cared greatly for his workers. In 1979, Tata Steel instituted a new practice; a worker is deemed to be "at work" from the moment he leaves home for work till he returns home from work. The company is financially liable to the worker if any mishap takes place on the way to and from work. Tata Steel Township was also selected as a UN Global Compact City because of the quality of life, conditions of sanitation, roads and welfare that were offered by Tata Steel.

JRD Tata received a number of awards. He received the Padma Vibhushan in 1957 on the eve of silver jubilee of Air India. He also received the Guggenheim Medal for aviation in 1988. In 1992, because of his selfless humanitarian endeavors, JRD Tata was awarded India's highest civilian honor, the Bharat Ratna-one of the rarest instances in which this award was granted during a person's lifetime. In the same year, JRD Tata was also bestowed with the United Nations Population Award for his crusading endeavors towards initiating and successfully implementing the family planning movement in India, much before it became an official government policy.

JRD Tata died in Geneva, Switzerland on November 29, 1993 at the age of 89. On his death, the Indian Parliament was adjourned in his memory-an honor not usually given to persons who are not Members of Parliament.

Source: Internet

Human Behavior #Part 1

(Extracts from Internet)
The Iceberg
Lets compare the human spirit to an iceberg. The visible part of the iceberg (spirit) is the conscious part, which consists of everything we know and remember and the thinking processes through which we function.

The unconscious part is made up of everything we have ever learned or experienced, including that which has been "forgotten". A part of these forgotten things are really gone, but the largest part of the unconscious has just been shut out, because it would be annoying to be consciously reminded of it.

An Intruder in Girls Hostel

This article is especially written to express my feelings that was concealed somewhere inside my sophisticated heart. It was the feeling when I first entered in MNIT and saw the culture of it. After seeing the copious greenery of MNIT which was overflowing its boundaries same like a fine wine dripping from the cistern’s spouts, I still got struck with this odd feeling. I felt that feeling because I want to see the perfect MNIT. The feeling is of Interaction.

On 13^th Sept. 2011 night the news of a boy entering a girls’ hostel through some secret route spreads as fast as the air, coming out from a balloon when inflated. It is against the rules to enter the hostel of the opposite gender. When I told this news to my senior he replied in a very thought provoking way. He said, “Haha I knew it that someday the frustration shall surpass the moral norms :p ”. Though he is perfectly correct in his standpoint but I have a different viewpoint on this. I replied to him “It is not the frustration; it is the first step towards Liberalization”

When I first entered in MNIT, I saw that there was not much interaction between boys and girls. In class most of the boys and girls used to sit separately. After 5pm maximum no. of the boys and girls used to go to their hostels. The only way the interaction could happen was at the time of organizing any cultural or technical event in the college. Interaction with your opposite gender plays a major part in the overall development of us. Living in the world requires the thinking to understand each and every category of human beings. In the professional world we have to work with our opposite gender and we should know that how they are gonna react against our actions. Take for eg. In advertisement industry; one need to know the trait of the consumer of their client. When aproduct has men as their consumer then advertisement should include some kind of sporty thing or something that men like and when women are targeted as the consumers then it should be made on emotional pitch or something which women like.

I am not asking for anything that doesn’t happen in India. IIM’s and IIT’s understand the importance of interaction. In IIT’s the boys and girls are allowed to enter in the hostels of girls and boys respectively. They have a time limit for that but still they are allowed. In IIM’s there are mixed hostels. There might be a girl living next to a boy’s room. And it not just in IIM’s and IIT’s but there are many colleges in Maharashtra that follows the same cultural because they know the importance of interaction.

It is not the frustration; it is the first step towards Liberalization: I see the act of intruding as an act to tell the administrators of college that you need to walk with the 21^st Century pace. You need to remove your orthodox style of thinking. Nothing bad gonna happen if a boy is allowed to enter in girls hostel. We are engineering students, we are in 20’s. We have amassed at least that much of experience that we can think of the right and wrong.

I TOO HAVE A DREAM TODAY

Gandhiji said “Beyond a certain limit, one’s wealth should be used for the betterment of the people”

Dhirubhai Ambani believed “Control the policies, the bottom line will take care of itself”

In India we have thousands of NGO, Social Entrepreneurs, and Government Social Development policies working, many with their 200% efficiency and few just in papers. Every day we read couple of articles about a man/women toiling day and night in villages where there is electricity for 1 hour daily and water supply once a week for the melioration of the villagers ( A such man is Narayana Krishnan-an ex-employee of Taj Group of Hotels aka A companion to the Forgotten, is a man who quit his job after seeing a human being eating his own waste because of the hunger. He dedicated his rest of his life in feeding ills and disabled people.). Daily a new organization is originating to create awareness among Generation X about The Joy of Giving. Few MNC had opened a different department in furtherance of the society (To save tax? Indeed! – may be or may be not). Whatever may be the reasons behind the social developments of these men and MNC, the result is that the Grassroots Development is going on. But the question arises here is at What Rate. Even when everyone is working for the benefits of the forgotten then also how many years it would take the two time bread and butter to reach to the forgotten? After how many years we can say that poverty is the word that is found only in dictionary. 20 years, 30 years or 50 years?

I asked my Dad- “Would I be called out as a naïve, if I expect from India to expedite its grassroots development. Dad, it is not even sure that I will be able to live for another 20 -30years. Every second there is a probability of World War 3 or natural Calamity or anything that can take my life. Before I die can’t I see a hunger-free smile on each and every Indian face?” He made me sit in his lap and said “Be the Change You want to see in the World. Don’t expect from anyone to fulfil your dreams. Your dreams are yours only.” These sentences stirred me. How foolish of me to expect someone living up to my dreams. Why would they? I am the creator of my own universe. I dared to dream so it’s my responsibility to accomplish it. This was my first learning.

I HAVE A DREAM TO LIVE FOR OTHERS.

Now shifting my feeling from emotional pitch to reality pitch and discussing why there are no large scale projects by big companies or why the small social enterprise are not becoming large social enterprise. Big companies are trapped by the vicious circle of the myth that social work and money are two faces of a coin- at a time only one will show up. They are pressurized by the stakeholders to perform better than last quarter. On the other hand small social enterprise or individuals’ effort and enthusiasm are chopped down by the bureaucrats or Indian Government working system or by politicians’ benefits (Sorry, I don’t mind being brutally honest). Before stating the possible solution, solution according to me, I would like to quote a chapter from Indian Incorporation. They say when Reliance was growing it was confronted with the big companies of that time. Reliance was unable to find a way to move ahead of them. Then came the most practical solution by Dhirubhai- ‘Be the backhand in Framing the Indian Policies’. They build their network so strong that all the policies became in favour. And having the policies with you means having the vertebrate. After that rest is the history. Mukesh Ambani, son of Dhirubhai Ambani is now one of the richest men in the world. From here comes my second learning-“When you have the political support, all your dreams will come true”. I think the current small social enterprises lack that political support.

I HAVE A DREAM TO LIVE FOR OTHERS.

My third learning comes from Richard Branson, Chairman of Virgin Group. He believes that when you have done something or you are doing something, why not show it to everyone, why not publicize it. We are in the world where media plays an important role in simulating one’s life and if you can handle media according to needs then the success is all yours. The role of media in Anna Hazare’s struggle has been added as a case study in one of the most respected institutes of India; XLRI, Jamshedpur.

I HAVE A DREAM TO LIVE FOR OTHERS.

If I somehow be able to add my three learning’s I would end up making a perfect recipe to expedite the grassroots development. When I can work on my dream without any thwart of government and publicize it around the globe then my dream would not only be mine only. At that time there would be millions with me to do a cause, to help me to carry out my dream and thus the growth rate would increase by millions fold. Wow! What a wonderful moment it would be. Everyone will be provided with ‘Roti Kapda aur Makan’. Every child would be saying I am an Indian and I am loving it.

 I am Manu Jain, final year engineering student of NIT- Jaipur. I am not a person who has one leg in politics and another in media. I have never experienced the taste of any of them. I am a normal student, just average in studies but having immeasurable desire to live for others. Right now I don’t know what to do, what would be the basic vision of my future social enterprise (either to educate people or to feed people or a mix. Of both) and even worse than that is I don’t know how I would do that. But I know one thing why I have to do that. Newton too did not know how he would proceed in research after seeing a falling apple but he knew why he has to do that. Stephen Hawking too was unaware of the fact that how he could study the black hole with having motor neuron disease, but he knew why he has to do that. Mother Teresa did not know how she would care for the sick having no money in purse but she knew why she has to do that. The Law of Attraction says that when we really know why we have to do regardless of the fact that how to do, the universe aligns itself in a manner to show you the path to do that.

I would like to end up by stating few lines from the speech of Sir Martin Luther King.

“And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal.”

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I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today!”

I TOO HAVE A DREAM TODAY – Manu Jain

A Tribute to Paulities

Recently I watched the film Stanley Ka Dabba. It not a high class, action packed crispy movies that makes us sit at the edge of the seat and chew our nails but it is definitely the one which cause an awakening in us and leave us with the feeling that India needs US. India has given the best it could give in the given situations and now the time is ours to return the best what we can to it in our present situation. The movie unleash India’s one of the major problem (I am not going to tell what it is as many of you might not had seen it) in a much talented, articulate and creative way but what caught my attention the most is the DABBA- The Tiffin Box. It stirred me a lot so I decided to write an article.

This article is not about discussing the India’s problem and ways to curb it but this is a tribute to all my school friends who knowingly and unknowingly had spent their exquisite irrevocable time with me even for a single second in my 12 years of groovy life in Saint Paul’s Senior Secondary School (Mala Road, Kota….hehehehhe (Mala Road) :-)). Although I didn’t remember much but will still try to excavate each and every memory related to my school life and write it down here. As I was talking of Dabba so to begin with I would like to remember ‘my Dabba past’- Harshpreet Singh-the topper and Rohan Singh Pahwa-the bindass guy; my 1st two best friends with whom I shared my dabba. I didn’t like much my dabba so I had theirs and they didn’t like theirs so they had mine. I still miss Harshpreet’s Mom Basen Ke Pakode and Rohan’s Mom Poha (as my Mom was not good in basen ke pakode and Rohan’s Mom Poha had finely chopped fried onions in it, that I loved the most- I am a Jain so we don’t had onions in food but still I like itJ)-Harshpreet and Rohan yaar kabhi moka mile zingadi mein to bulana yaar…. vapas ye sab khane ki icha h tum logo ke sath.Next person I remember is Mohit Sukhwani-the dandy dude; answer sheet in examination hall, games cd in class and talk about ‘our girls’ were few things we shared with each other. He is a lovable guy with extremely genial nature. Pallav Bagla-the neta; is a family friend whom I admired the most because of his dynamic nature though I never pretend that. Bagla the debater was loved by many teacher but not students (hehehehhe, just kidding). In class, we used to tease him by saying “Pallav hamara neta hai, subka ………………………”  (Ahem ahem). Mom and Dad in parent teacher meeting had always compared my performance with Mr. Bagla that I never liked but from inside I always knew that this factor will help me improve my performance. Mehul Sirohi- my abstruse buddy whom I befriended in 9th and within a flick of time we became very good amigo. Our ways of living were poles apart. I believe in funky life and he is a man of standard. My fantasy mode circuit used to get completed whenever he unleashes his mysterious life. We never ever concentrated in class lectures. We talked a lot and this was the only thing we used to do in 10th. While going to school, during lectures, in interval, going back to home we did only 1 thing and i.e. gossiping. When it comes to gossiping there was one more guy official called Gaurav Walia- the garrulous, having same living ethics as of mine. He was the one who brought the great locha of ****** Jain (sophian) in my life but I loved it. Thanks Man. Naman Lahoty- The austere lambu and Rajat Agrawal- the bollywood freak were the all-rounder’s of our class- good in studies, sports, and the most buzzed thing in school-the General Knowledge ( J ). These guys have awe-inspiring passion in them, passion to do something in life. The most and best commendable thing in Lahoty was his simplicity and of Rajat is his birthday party-innovative one. Mayank Sharma and Manish Sebastian-The reticent helpers are the two guys who always helped me in the examinations as my roll no. was in between theirs. Anish Maman: the Usian Bolt was a rock star in school because of his sprint. He grabbed much more gold medal than I passed classes in school. Nitin Lalwani- the Gel + Oil actor, the most funny thing I remember about him is care for his hairs-Shower then Oil then Gel and then again Oil (I didn’t remember the exact combination, its bit too confusing). He was known for his laudable Acting. Indeed, he is a great actor. He was the main character in the Big Major Play that ever happened in St. Paul’s (till 2006)- audi. Inauguration event.

Chhavish Jain- the goalie is one of the best goalies of our times.

Jaspreet Singh : always passionate want to be something different

Harneet Singh and Virendra Singh : two slim guys in our class…(don’t know who was the slimmest)

Jayesh Acharaya: the mimic, best mimic I remember is of Inzamam-ul-Haq- “bache acha khele”

Ashwani Sharma: who used to paste tattoo in his pant pocket….Strange!!!

Poorvank Bhatiya & Rishabh Bharadwaj: coolest temperament and always smiling guys.

Rahul Yogi: the guy who knows my secret of my one of the biggest crush.

Aaroop Shukla: Robert Pattinson of St. Pauls

Varun Kasat: the lover boy (garg classes)

These are the few of the hundred friends who made my journey in St. Paul’s memorable. Thank You so much for giving me millions of yaadein.

NEW EPOCH

Congratulations Manu for entering the new epoch of India. New epoch because of the new scenario of India that has emerged. New epoch because of the new possibilities that India can change. New epoch because India has coalesced for a cause to end corruption, to stop money laundering and to bring back black money. But by observing the aphotic side, it still seems a beautiful dream. A catalyst to make these possibilities reach its threshold limit is required, after that reaction can take place by its own. Due to god grace, Anna Hazare sprang up as a catalyst but will he be able to make it through? I can't predict. I can't predict because I don't know the real faces of Dr. Manmohan Singh, Mrs. Sonia Gandhi, Mr. Rahul Gandhi, Mr. Kabil Sibal, Mr. Pranab Mukherjee, Baba Ramdev, etc. Actually I think no one can predict after experiencing the Satyam and IPL case (someone can be anyone, anyone)(How innocently they have made a fool of the common man). May be the above mentioned politicians are all clean but helpless due to the internal situation they are facing or might be they all are corrupt and don’t want to put an end to it. May be Baba Ramdev is a true activist or he is doing this to enter into politics. May be these elites are having some XYZ reason that we can’t even think of. I can’t predict. Time had given the answers in past and Time will give all the answers in future. But I am proud to say that India has united for a cause. INDIA’S SECOND STRUGGLE FOR INDEPENDENCE

Apart from all this and above all this I regard Mr. Anna Hazare to create a New Epoch in me, to ignite my inner self, to make me believe that picayune incessant changes in one will one day add up to a BIG one. I as an individual should try to change myself. Change in the way as I want to see India changing----- like By not getting involve in macro and micro level corruption, By building my future on humanitarian grounds (not like what CEO’s did, which finally lead to Global Financial Crisis’08), By not being misanthrope (remember that at least 95%+ people in the world are good, just because I have been a victim of the remaining 5%, doesn’t mean 95% deserve the same thing), By giving the habit for fighting for just 1 Rs. with the auto/rickshaw wala that eventually COST ME 5 MINUTES , By thinking at least once of the 20% Indians who are below poverty line before spending thousands of Rs. just to meet my aesthetic demands(philosophically, that has no meaning in life) and by not being cynical-Everything is gonna be alright because this is a New Epoch, New Epoch of Manu. If I would change myself, I can change the world. Gandhiji also said this-“Be the change you want to see in the world” and I will, I definitely will be that change.

P.S: Being true I was firstly thinking to use ‘WE’ or ‘US’ everywhere where I had used ‘I’ and ‘Manu’, then remember what will be the difference, it will be the same as the articles written in past all saying to change US or some ‘second person’, no one talks about changing ourselves. I believe that I have to change myself first before thinking the world to change along with me.

   

I believe in Harvey Dent

Batman in his own party says:

"I believe in Harvey Dent I believe that on his watch Gotham can feel a little safer, a little more optimistic. Look at this face. This is the face of Gotham's bright future.
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Harvey locked up half of the city's criminals, and he did it without wearing a mask. Gotham needs a hero with a face."



When Batman says 'I believe in Harvey Dent', it means something more, more than a mere gratitude. It means that even a normal human being not as great as 'The Batman' can become a hero-a White Knight. It means that there is someone in this world on whom the ‘Soul of Gotham’ can rely at times of hardship, at times when belief from the Dark Knight is evaporated and at times when Joker is out of control………………………… oops I think I have said something wrong. Do we need Harvey Dent when Joker is out of control? Indeed!!!

The epic drama officially known as ‘The Dark Knight’ is one of the best gift ever given to Homo-sapiens by film industry. Christopher Nolan, the genius behind The Dark Knight has changed the whole scenario of the films. He had succeeded in doing what so many before him in the superhero film genre have failed doing. From now onwards we would be not be going to cinema hall just to see a superhero (Superman, Spiderman, Krish, etc) performing stunts and saving the city. We want a movie whose story line is on humans even if it is a superhero movie because in real life superheroes don’t exist. What exist are the human beings. The Dark Knight is a story which peels past the superficial layers of a hero and examine the genuine human conditions of greed, guilt, duty, and sacrifice mixed with an element of fantasy.

Do we need Harvey Dent when Joker is out of control? No, we don’t, then Batman? Now the ans. is a BIG NO. Batman doesn’t exist in the real life and this was the main theme of the Dark Knight-reminding us that there is no superhero in real but rather in each of us lie a superhero and a villain. In each of us lie The Batman and The Joker. Batman and Joker are nothing but the extremist of human behavior. One depicts a man who has risen above all odds and would raise above all coming odds in an ethical manner. He is a symbol of human conditions of Duty, Sacrifice and Love. The other depicts the other extreme-the non ethical manner, a symbol of Greed. It is our wish whom we want to become. Everyone in this world faces myriad of odds in his/her life and after that they either become Batman or Joker. Joker provoked Harvey Dent and as a result a Hero is converted into a Villain. Joker wanted to prove that if a hero can become a villain when things are made against him then what about common people. Joker also tried to provoke Gotham Gangsters to trigger the bomb which was in the civilian’s ship in order to save themselves but gangsters didn’t trigger and proved themselves as Heroes (A villain converted to a Hero). It is just a belief in oneself that help in rising above all odds. Harvey started believing the Gotham is full of despair and to get things done then treat Gotham with atrocity. On the other hand The Gangsters who are the symbol of atrocity showed their good side.

Before hoping that others should do well to us, we should first prove ourselves as 'Good'. Rather than saying 'I believe in Harvey Dent', start saying 'I believe in Myself’. It is I that will become The Batman....

Face Pro Book

What’s on your mind?

Halt! Halt! Halt!
Think before updating ….
You could be…………………….


Once I received a message on my cell phone-‘I love facebook but I hate to face my book’. I would like to remind you friends that at least there is some privacy in what you have written in book but is that the same case with facebook? Is your privacy retained within yourselves and kept it safe in your shelf?
If you are thinking that yes, then circulate your mind once again. Think! (Once more) Think! Think!( last time)

I will come to this question later, but first I want to avert your mind towards the worst consequence that automatically results when one’s privacy is lost and misused on social networking site ‘Your snaps/ videos can be edited and can be published on internet’. What about getting fired, yup, you heard it right, FIRED!, FIRED from your dream job…..
What happened? Is your mind filled with queries? How can this be possible? Lets widen our spectrum and know how ‘WHAT’S ON YOUR MIND’ can pink-slip us from our company. What are the strategies that are being followed by the company to keep a check on us?
H.R dept. found out a new way for sleuthing us- Creating a fake profile and sending the friendship request to the employees (us), if accepted- The Job is done. All ours ‘WHAT’S ON YOUR MIND’ stuff and the snaps we upload now acts as a tool for background monitoring for them. Let’s have a look at some real life cases:

CASE #1
A 16-year old girl from Essex, England was fired after her boss saw her Facebook status after her first day of on the job. It read:

first day at work. omg!! So dull!!

Her boss had added her mysteriously and after reading the status he felt that if she was so bored on the first day of work, it would not be a good fit in the long run and ultimately she was fired. She then told to CNN ‘Facebook is dead for her’.

CASE #2
An intern at Anglo Irish Bank was fired due to a photo posted on his Facebook.
Kevin Colvin (intern) emailed his bosses late in the day of Halloween, letting them know he would not be able to attend work due to a family emergency in New York. When his boss, Paul Davis, received the email the following day he checked his interns Facebook, and what did he find was an obscene photograph of him in which Kevin was enjoying the Halloween party. David responded with the following message:

“Thanks for letting me know–hope everything is OK in New York. (cool wand)”

The email thread between Kevin Colvin and his boss Paul Davis are now being emailed around the internet, really hurting Colvin’s online reputation.

Now let me come to the question which I left unanswered in beginning. Where is the privacy? Where is the personal life? Where is that ‘Right to Privacy Act’? Everything peters out when it comes to FACEBOOK or any other social networking medium like Twitter, Orkut and even Blogs. But the point is that is it right doing this? Is it correct firing the employees? Is it the only solution?

I know in these cases the employees were wrong at their positions, as they openly spoke their heart out against something that is helping them to make their future better, rather than trying to make their work interesting. They have chosen this job, it’s their duty to dedicate themselves entirely into it and embrace every kind of problems they have to face in it. On the other hand I am not satisfied with the steps that H.R takes. There could be many alternatives for it. Firing is not the only solution to this. Today we didn’t hear much about these kinds of stories in our near surroundings but like everything it will undeniably increase. From tomorrow employees will start to praise their work, team and certainly flatter the H.R just to make them aware that they are into their jobs with at most zeal even though they may not like it from inside. Firing can stop social networking, twittering and blogging but not emotions. Those will always be there inside a person’s heart. H.R should go into depth regarding this, might be the job is not as interesting as it could have been thought of. H.R should try to look into the employees’ problem and I think that is one of the prime duties of H.R.

Some say:
Flatter me, I may not believe u
Hate me, I may not need u
Love me so that I m forced to love u back….


What’s on your mind?

Halt! Halt! Halt!
Think before updating/uploading….
You could be ‘FIRED’



I would like to thank Mr. Parag Jagdale for enlightening me with this happening going around the globe and preventing me to become a victim of it.I would also thank Mr. Siddharth Jain, Miss Khushboo Jain and Mr. Puneet Goyal for helping me.


CNN interviewing the girl from Essex

Inquisitiveness...

I was walking on my “boulevard of broken dreams”. There were halogens, lying underneath every tree giving it a horrendous look but with a romantic touch. I was walking down a tor in the mid summers twilight thinking about the eminent poet Robert Frost’s, poetry “THE ROAD NOT TAKEN” and expecting the same to happen but as usual, whatever I think doesn’t happen to me, rather every time some enthralling things happen…..and this time also something new happened.

While I was about a mile away from the road that leads to the city, I suddenly saw a door with its nuts and bolts scattered on the ground. Although anyone could be flabbergasted by seeing a door but I wasn’t, because there was something that had made me stunned and that was its surface. The surface was having a 3D view, I couldn’t make out much but as far as my observation is concerned it seems like there is a wall, painted in black and transforming to the white one. I was dazzled and looked here n there trying to find out that, If someone is playing a prank on me? , but couldn’t find anyone. I don’t know either it was some mystical power or my inquisitiveness that took me closer to the tempting scary door. As I was walking more close to it I felt goose bumps appearing on my skin. After a few seconds I found myself one on one with the door…I thought to find something weird on the other side but it looked normal. Although I guessed it that I would see the same road after opening the door but still I knew my fretfulness would compel me to open the door and that’s it. My hand approached the handle, as soon as I touched it I felt a chilling sensation down through my spine, my heart throbbed with anxiety and fear.

I opened the door and enter into it. What I saw I couldn’t believe on it. A colossal garden whose abundant flora overflowing its boundaries like fine wine dripping from the cistern’s spouts. The rainbow colours with a punch of mild sunbeams wrap the garden same like the vibrant wings of butterfly covers its body. The same smoke that is used in dancing competitions was continuously thriving in this prodigious garden. The leaves of the trees were giving the background music to the melodious nocturnal song of nightingale bird. I was feeling like every flora and fauna is trying to tell something about themselves. This is the same place which my grandmother made me imagined in my childhood when she used to tell me fairy tales. Because of smoke the pavement was beclouded but I started walking. The wind was meditative. After walking about 20-30m I found.........


To be Continued......

Homo Sapiens = living\non-living

In Hindi we usually say “NEKI KAR AUR DARIYA MEIN DAAL”. In reality these 6 words Hindi proverb is much easy to say but it can’t be applied in life. If these 6 words may cause soreness in the human body for 6 longs years then what about me? Though this fickle world have put me in the category of Non-living things but that’s not fair….Who are they to decide that what we are….They have just ignored our feeling by saying that we are lifeless things…I want to ask you-the readers that what happens when you carry out some good deeds and rather expecting good returns(if not good, at-least not bad), you were made to feel like that you were simply a puppet….Expecting the good to come in return, someone might call it as one’s selfishness but according to me it’s just an emotional attachment for your act.

I had always tried to make people feel relaxed after their long tedious work and I have been successful till now…I didn’t demand much, I just want my 4th leg back, I again want to see people playing on me. I again want people to say “Let’s go to that Beautiful BENCH (“my name”) and have some gossip.”

I still remember that day- It was an autumn evening, roses were showing their charming faces and spreading the erotic smell. The music was being played by the wind as passed through pebbles. The new baby green leaves were synchronized with the dance of the birds. Four small children were standing on me and playing but suddenly I smelled the sign that something bad is going to be happen. Before I could have made out anything I got a great thrust. A roguish boy hits me with his cricket bat with full strength and I lost my leg in that accident.

It’s been more than 1 year that I am partially standing on my 3 legs. The area where my 4th leg was is now getting support from the ground. Daily the Municipality van comes to this garden to collect the garbage but they didn’t even bother to look at me. Is this mankind has become that blind or it is like that they use the things till it demands something? Why this mankind has turned out to be so egocentric? Have they ditched the word ‘compromise’ from their life? Why can’t they look to other’s problems? Where are all their religious teachings gone? What about the Bible, the Bhagavada Gita, the Quran, which always emphasize on helping others, which always say –try to look to others tears, before yours…


I have always helped others to feel them happy. Many love stories begin on me with the words “I will take care of you always” and ended by saying “You didn’t bother to care about me”. If this humankind can’t go with their words for their own race, then what about me? I think “I should stop complaining and rather try to accept life as it comes because this humanity is not going to change”.