IF WINNING IS YOUR FORTE...

Unless you climb the mountain, unless you trip and fall

Little can you say, you’ve yourself seen it all!

Whelm out the reluctance, turn the stride and say

I’m ready for the struggle, till I become successful one day.

There are days that incite your courage; there are times you’re trapped in a cage

But you have to tell yourself, you read a book page by page.

Stand up if you falter, don’t dread if you fall

It’s only a bend in the road; it’s not the end at all.

There would be times when you are smiling; there are times you even cry

Does not stop you from standing upright; you’re again supposed to try.

At times you lose control; there are times there’s lots of pain

Its God’s way to make you learn, there’s a RAINBOW after the RAIN.

When you’ve braved to step in the ocean, when you’ve braved to rant the tide

You’ll swim in spite its roar, because you’re not the one who’ll hide.

To win is your forte, quitting is what you hate the most

That’s the zeal inborn in you; it’ll make you reach the coast.

God made you human to try, at least step and play the game

It’s only then you’ll agnize, what it feels to enjoy the fame!!!

A Journey called L.I.F.E

A journey called L.I.F.E

     A million dreams in our eyes we hold,

Aspiring to twinkle as stars of gold.

Life takes its turn in a different way

        And gets more testing with each passing day.

Confidence to stand and look up to face

       Determines our courage, persistence and pace.

With each passing day, as life unfolds

Truths unacquainted, realities untold.

That’s how it teaches, to stand on our feet

And to brave the cold and face the heat.

It’s not wrong to wish from those twinkling stars

The dreams they show in the midnight hours.

For life takes its time to shoot the gun

  Accept the challenge and face it with fun.

Its upto us, to see beyond the bend

Take a turn since it’s never the end.

STRANDED in the MIRAGE of FORBIDDANCE

Lonely I thought I stood, braving the pain. Little did there seem a way to let go. Overpowered by my naïve assumption that life had gone of my hands now. I failed to see the twinkling stars; I inhibited to bow to the morning sun. The moon at night no longer seemed promising for a brighter tomorrow.


There was air for all to breathe but, left me strangulated. The sun shone bright promising hope but, left me prejudiced to even open my eyes. I stood with a bleeding heart full of pain, standing alone feeling uncared, unseen. Deserted by the inferiority and my own forbiddance to face life.


This bend in the road was not the end but it was time for me to take a turn. One “U” turn that meant to face obstacles head on and not deter. To realize that my existence mattered and confidence was to be self inculcated first.


The echoing voices of those who mattered, who cared and were concerned remained deep seated. Life did give testing times but it was never too late to realize mistakes and look for solutions; Solutions that sit back in the back of our mind untendered to be implemented for good.


A thousand motivating voices stayed unheard. Unopened doors remained sealed not because of the disenchantment life held. It was the cobwebs of confusion in my mind and the complacency to bear the pain that exacerbated it. I was no longer living life but merely passing days believing there was soon to be the last.


The tears dried away and my throat ached, yet somewhere my heart said I was not born to give up. I wanted to face the fight.


But, today I feel that nothing more has helped than self belief. It’s aptly said that when the going gets tough, the tough gets going. The same stars that twinkle every night motivate me. The sun shines and promises hope. The sun rays cease all negative thoughts and disarrays pre conceived notions. The moon light makes me dream following them to be realized by the rising sun. The rain amalgamates the tears once shed.


The killing silence of yesterday today gives time to retrospect and learn from mistakes.


The voices of my well wishers don’t diffuse but re remind me that I am born to realize dreams and fulfill expectations.

Handcuffed amidst the clouds of darkness…I realize it was me who overshadowed the light.

A trip back to my Alma Mater

As compiled by a lovely friend of mine Vaibhav Gera.... a journey to our Alma Mater and the cherishable memories that follow.........

“Jaypee University of Information Technology” – My Alma Mater, Though I graduated just 2 months back but, life in Delhi has made me realize that, JUIT is nothing but heaven.”A home away from home.” Like I mentioned in my previous posts it’s actually when you leave that place and face the harsh realities of life you feel the importance of JUIT and the love and care it bestows upon you.

Just a moment of silence takes me back to all the memories of the beautiful time spent there, and these memories make me want to go back there…

Thanks to AICTE’s NBA team who visited JUIT. Actually it’s the JUIT-JBS DDM students who got the opportunity to visit JUIT for an interaction session with the NBA team and what started as an unofficial plan for me, turned official after I too got a call from Registrar Sir.
It was really unbelievable; I messaged my friends again to confirm that we are really going to JUIT.

Finally - 13th Feb late night - 2 taxis - 10 guys - 5 gals and the beginning of an exciting journey; beer and whisky, tea and parantha’s and a thousand memories revived. The dawn of Valentines Day at the place we really love… JUIT!!

There was no limit to my excitement and it all started when we reached Kandaghat, 10Kms before JUIT. We got off to have tea, realizing we were finally in Himachal Pradesh. Yes, I was near my JUIT. Yes, the chilling breeze had the same mesmerizing fragrance and the natural waterfalls all around and in between all this the caring people of Himachal gave the warmth that was required.

After we started off from there to cover the rest of the distance something got into me. Maybe, it was the fact that I was back home with everything around shouting to me “Hey, welcome back Vibhu” and in return I shouted back just like a small kid who stands on the road side and waves his hands to everyone passing by.

We discussed our very special moments and the awesome food when we crossed “The Destination Resort” and then came “Anshu Dhaba”, the place that made us to sneak out of JUIT at the middle of night to have the most amazing late night dinner.

Just when we reached “Apple Cart Inn” or TOI as we used to call it - a Himachal tourism restaurant that has given me such wonderful memories- The Drinks and the Non Veg and the pocket friendly prices is what attracted us to this place… but more than that it was the place from where you get to see the most beautiful place in between the hills - JUIT, Yes the first view!!

Yahoo!!!!! As we moved forward, it was there; shining brightly and this time, Sahil and I shouted to the best of our ability, the guys favorite place around the campus “The Theka”, the memories of this place can not be put into words unless I write this article sitting there itself.

“PARADISE” written on the board at the top of our local restaurant at Waknaghat describes the place we are about to reach. It not only served as a break from the Mess food but is also a place that served as the sole source of fun with the pool and snooker table.

We left the Shimla Highway and took this small but really beautiful single road to JUIT. After 3 KMs the path gets divided into two, one that goes down to Dumeher Village and the other one takes you straight up to JUIT.

Although its the Welcome gate but we call it “The Thank-You gate” in the past four years when we used to reach this point we used to say “welcome to Jaypee Jail” but this time everyone just had one line to say “Welcome to Heaven” .

Just when we saw the entrance gate of JUIT everyone just shouted at the maximum pitch and the guards at the entrance gate would testify that, when I was entering the campus I decided I’ll re-live my college days. Just when I landed I was back to being a JUITian and I shouted “Yehhhhhhhh chakkkkooooooo mannnnn!!!!!” These shouts continued till we landed in front of our Annapurna.

First stop Annapurna, Breakfast was just an excuse because I only wanted to just go down there and shout “Namaste Bhaiyaji, mein aa gaya!! Laiye bread ko butter se bhar dijiye!!”

After that there was no time to waste and I headed towards my hostel H8, to surprise “Bhalu Bhai” and then it was time to meet my bro’s in H6. Only after I woke everyone in that hostel did I step out.

Finally it was H9 that was given to all of us and I was rather surprised to see a clean room with proper beds, bed sheet and blankets. At that very moment we felt so special and I recalled the time when we used to go to JIIT for placement or fest and they used to play this stupid joke with us by making us stay in common rooms, TV rooms and Carom board rooms with only mattresses and mosquitoes… So proved again JUIT is best in Hospitality as well!!!!!!!

After I got ready and planned to go to the Academic block, all my sweet juniors took us to “Sharma ji”, ‘chai and maggi walle sharma ji’ where we used to spend our maximum time almost after every class. One of the most important part of JUIT is the small dhabas surrounding it be it Sharma ji at Mandir side or Lalaji at the back side of girls hostel or Kaku’s at the main gate, what acts as the smoking lounge for some, it was a place for me to spend time with my friends along with some Delicious parantha’s or Maggi.

On the way back, passing through the multipurpose sports field which not only act as basketball and volleyball court but gully cricket ground, you can clearly see “Vivekananda Bhawan” written on the top of this grand building - our Academic block. I choose to climb the stairs instead of taking the lift which I could now use officially being an alumni but I wanted to be just any other JUITian.

I felt like I am still a part of this place and just like any other day, Going for classes, so just like any other day I went to the Administration Dept to eat everyone’s head. Digvijay Sir, Negi Sir and Vinay Sir were all happy to see me.

For the first time I entered Registrar Sir’s cabin with so much confidence, and was so surprised to see that he had already cleared our travel bills. One thing that makes JUIT the best among the three institutes is that you don’t have to run from cabin to cabin to get your work done, here we have just one person who can solve all your problems be it personal or professional… I know many of you JUITians would be saying what am I writing, well guys trust me he is really a very caring person and some of my batch mates like Sachin Malviya are so thankful to him for saving their life…

It was really a different feeling when I went to meet my entire faculty and this time without taking my butter factory along. It felt so good to talk to them and I thanked everyone especially Lamba sir for my 8th Sem result because of which i managed to graduate with a respectable CGPA.

It was now time to meet the person I was so desperate to see the one and only Maala Ma’am, if asked what you miss most about JUIT, my answer will be Maala ma’am. She is someone has been like a mother to me and over the years she is the one who has taken care of me in JUIT… she is the biggest asset of JUIT. If ever I wanted to share something before anyone else I’ll share that thing with her… she’s the answer to all my Questions….

One thing very special happened, someone talked to me, yes the same someone I referred to in my article “Time to say Goodbye, But to whom??”

At lunch time Mall road was full with JUITians and there’s no word to describe what I felt when I met them or how they reacted when they saw me.. Hugs and smiles and just one question “Aap yahan kaise sir” it was really amazing to see all the familiar faces with whom I used to sit outside mess or roam around on mall road.People who took care of me and stood by me always, who made me laugh and gave me so many beautiful memories… I am really missing you friends…

After lunch it was time for what we came for, NBA teams interaction with parents and alumni, they just asked us one thing our views and feedback about JUIT. Parents were the first one to respond and to my surprise the way they described their bonding with this great institution. It was amazing because they were telling what they learned from their sons and daughters , now that’s the aura of JUIT not just the students but the parents also love this place. It was really an amazing meet as we had alumni from all the years even from the 1st batch…

Starting with Akriti Ma’am every one including me poured out our hearts in front of them but it was Moushumi’s words that brought tears in my eyes. It was really a proud moment when I saw the way NBA team responded to our words.

The interaction was followed by a small tea party but unlike any other JUIT tea party this one was arranged considering my state… Gooosh I was starving… It was really a nice time to interact with our seniors and faculty besides a group photo.

The most important part of this trip was yet to come, something we have been hearing since the time we came here, something I was really looking forward to, It was this party organized by our dear Registrar Sir and Medury Sir…

As always the small yellow colored university bus was waiting for us outside Girls Hostel to take us to ‘Hotel Holiday Home Shimla’.

Out of four main Hotels of Shimla I had visited because of JUIT, our farewell party was organized in ‘Hotel Peter Hoff’ and now this one in ‘HHH’ while the amazing pastries and free lift attracted us to the third one… The only one left is ‘Hotel Oberoi’ ,I hope Registrar Sir will organize our after convocation party there… J

Enough of the Shimla description, lets get back to our party, the moment we entered the hall, trust me guys ,it was a proud moment to be with some of the very senior members of Jaypee Group, Members of NBA team, HOD’s, faculty, Registrar Sir , Our Dearest Medury sir and no party is complete without the Girls warden – Maala Ma’am… The party was a blast and Registrar Sir didn’t let anyone without a drink, even the ones who don’t drink had wine or Shandy to enjoy the beautiful evening!!

Remember when your Teachers offer you drinks, that means they think that you are now ready for it officially, as you are no longer that kid who entered this University four-five years back. But now as an adult, and you are among those who represent this great institute.

Well guys, there’s one thing I am really proud of is being a JUITian and not a JIITian or JIETian or any other XYZian and I have enough reasons to justify this. If you think my article “JUIT V/S JIIT – thank god I am a JUITian” an the comments are not enough then maybe these points will make you believe how great this institution is:

· In which other university, you get invited to parties like this?

· Where will you find this warmth and care?

· Which Registrar will offer you a drink and not just offer but who would actually make one for you?

· Is there any other place where you and the COO of entire JES or VC of your university stands under the same roof and talk, just like friends?? And which other VC listens to your problems and solve them, then and there. And where will you find someone who says “YES” to all your stupid and sometimes really costly demands???

· Which other Institute will help you so much even after you graduate from there? I Think Pramir Sir will totally agree with me on this point.

There are just so many reasons to prove that JUIT is the best and that JUITians are really the lucky ones because they have what no other place can ever dream…

The next day was reserved just for all my dear friends. It was a day to relive my JUIT days be it sitting on the steps outside mess, or relaxing in front of the Mandir, or enjoying every single moment inside our cafeteria…

This is the point where I can’t write any further because anything I write about the beautiful moments spent with my friends, the more I start missing them and the more I want to go back!!
With a tiny tear in my eyes I bid you goodbye and when I am writing this last line the moment when you all gathered that day to wish me good bye comes in front of me…

But, as they always say, “Every goodbye makes the next hello closer.”

Love you all, Love you My Alma Mater…

JUIT ROCKS!!!

JUIT...Our Journey Amidst A Thousand Memoirs...!

"A small effort to gather memories and to thank you for the wonderful visit you hosted for us."

                                                          

The same land, called me with a loving smile,

It seemed so new, every brick and every tile.

 

Didn’t have those pals, I always knew were mine,

I still believed the sleepless journey would be fine.

 

There were my friends, who still seemed new,

It’s only because days spent with them are few.

 

A memorable past was what I always thought,

Would stay with me, for these days I got.

 

Not realizing that this very old land,

Called us again with a welcoming hand.

 

How every minute unleashed to me,

That beautifully loving, these people would be.

 

I came across many smiling faces,

Not to mention those awkward gazes.

 

For I used to be, one among the hundred lot,

Who cribbed and cried and weirdly fought.

 

With conviction JUIT seemed, the “PRISONER’s LAND”,

But it’s only the reason, that’s made me stand.

 

An alma mater precious than the oldest coin,

You will realize the value, once you join.

 

Reasons are many, once I start to figure,

My personality it’s groomed and vouches to trigger.

 

A word of gratitude, to our fatherly hosts,

JUIT is now our family, and that’s a toast!!!

To StUti... On her B'day !

 To the girl who has those hazel eyes

To the girl who aims to touch the skies.

 

To the girl who has a caring heart

To the girl who knows to smartly fart ;)

 

To the girl who loves to shop the most

To the girl who’d be the perfect host.

 

To the girl who’d be @ her irritating best

To the girl who’d put a bully to test.

 

To the girl who seems to me like a sis

I wish I could come and give her a kiss!!!

To SaUmYa :)

Of sweet smiles and swift sarcasm,

Of soft sermons and striking satire,

Of sensible speaking and subtle solidarity,

AND

Of sacred sincerity and sparkling sensibility!!

………Remember you have miles before you can say,

You’re done with what all came your way.

To MuM AnD DaD

HAPPY 43rd ANNIVERSARY...........!!!

If marriages are made in heaven,

I’d thank those who got you two together.

If parenting is an art,

 I’d say God picked the best mum and dad ever.

If relationships are to be threaded,

I’d say you’ve sewed the strongest threads ever.

If to be loved is destiny,

I’d say God wrote ours with a golden pen.

If to be cultured is inherited,

 I’d say our family is precious than every gem.

If to thank is realization,

 I’d say I’m blessed that you’ve created me.

~SiLeNcE~

Of silence that speaks more

than words ever could.

Of silence that whispers signs

mutually understood.

Of silence that hears voices

of whom I would need today.

Of silence that could echo

what I could never say.

Of silence that gives time

to let you know me more.

Of silence that heals the heart

never to be hurt for sure.

Of the silence we could share 

of those words left unsaid.

Of the silence that values days

of tears ever shed!!

In words of Priyanka---- THOSE DAYS.....

From Peeku to US( just as she gifted it ):2 days back, I tried writing something..you all must have encountered these type of phrases many times before. These are my feelings in very ordinary words, very ordinary rhyming lines. And today as I have nothing else to do, coz the system I work on, is down, I present to you, my first stint at writing.

THOSE DAYS…

Those starry nights, those heavenly sights
Those heartly talks, those adventurous walks
Those tears to laughters & laughters to tears, those fights with no fears
Those innocent pranks, those mall road gangs
Those night outs, those corridor shouts
Those biting cold days, those momos and kurkays
Those proxies in class, those multicasts
Those maggi sessions, those padhai ke lessons
Those bitter confrontations, those birthday celebrations
The gundagardi, even in the peak sardi ----This line is courtesy Stuti
Those seasons in the sun, the unadulterated fun.
Those showers of rain, everything was so insane

Those smiles,
Those hugs,
Those memories,
Those friends,
Those Days…
PRIYANKA

ROCK ON!!

This day held so much of unimagined fun, predecided preparation and imbibed exhuberance to it. Not knowing what would happen the next hour , its the mindwork of 6 maniacs that started falling into place one after the other. The day was stressful not coz we the last day of those deadly minors...where I knew my last minute preparation was getting so deffered just as the excitement started seeping in.....
...that till the last 30 seconds I kept juggling b/w the 2 exams prep since the unknown fact was as to how much..mutual coordination would yield!!
But It did ...and we breezed through, Its these times now that I wonder how much my graduation years have changed me from planning and worrying ...to this candid spontaniety!!
Didnt know the Vinni from A5 would soon settle in to GH 245 so well. Guess some things are just meant to fall in place.
Moving one...the monotonous classes with us compelling teachers to have mercy on us and let the brats get out of imprisonment were over and it was time to jump out and run.
The maverick 6 with a jovial and bubbly 7th, sprung out to Spice the day and rock the night....the movie hours were a complete contrast to what I percieved. Probably it kept convincing me that another mini Akhada was already in formation.
From the mechanical adi, to the machli wali auntie, from the khaddoos couple to moshumi z ....out of the world garnished comments alongside....the fits of laughter made us the rulers around...while the others managed their 2.5 hours....running to every corner of the hall.
.........the excitment was yet to start....yes the phase 2.....we were greeted by our facilitator with the elements and articles of ......oh la la..and the night followed...on higher spirits.......
........the rest is to...come up..as much as the T2...
I wont forget the mundane dance and the togetherness by chance, for be it the hysteria or the crazy fun we were through...they came up on terms for another new friendship to yonder.....!!!
Cheers.........

TO SAAHIL....

Every goodbye makes the next hello closer!!

This line so aptly summarizes the day today, I retrospect and feel how every minute of today had a meaning to it in quality and quantity. Its just my immense desire to see you reach the position of success you aspire for in every sphere.
It was definitely not the last time we met...but somehow it now feels the day ended too soon. Would cherish every bit of the movie, not just due to the fact that it was good...but of the instances I felt so good to hear that hearty laughter of yours.
Its not once, or twice but every time you were amused It just felt so good to be beside you. U wont imagine how much I long for the most coveted company I like to keep.

I'll miss this friend ..when I am apart ..but then I even know I got to look in my heart.. coz It maybe two...or two hundred miles...he knows how to change tears to smiles...!!

Reminiscents@ Graduation Days!!

From being the timid teenager who started college excited about the days ahead, days full of learning yet fun, challenges yet success, failure yet optimism to foresee a future with maturity, yet ready to accept obstacles with the endurance and to create opportunities to be a better me.

Times where little knowledge proved dangerous, times that made facts about love and life even more confusing yet helped me build an opinion.

Change from the cuddled environment of home, always knowing there is a hand at my back to hold me if I ever falter, to the change where life held me responsible for every “yes” and every “no”, to make choices amidst the good, bad and the worse and to take every step with courage to stand up straight even at the edge of the cliff.

Events that made me test my patience, party hard at success, accept failure yet commit the same mistake twice knowing it would be me who would face it brunt of it.
Laughter that saw no bounds, giggles that mustered the air around, boosting the confidence to face every tomorrow to make the impossible say that “I am possible.”

These years have made me look at people, choices, understanding, love and life from a different angle every time.
People among those who would carry an ever lasting impression on your mind that you would look up to them, to be like them and reach at a position you see them at.
People within whom you would find the best of friends, with whom you feel who can connect so instantly yet respect the differences, with a similar line of thought.

People you know who would tell you when you’re wrong. People you could blindly follow with your eyes closed and walk to them at time of need.
People with whom you could go up to any extent to prove your point yet agree to them realizing if you are wrong. People you look up to for advice yet walk up to them when you need a shoulder to cry.

Times that teach you to look at life and situations from a different eye. To look at a glass half filled or half empty.
But, then life his its own ways. It also makes you come across people you trust, to whom you listen, with whom you share, only to be hurt so badly that it takes every deal of strength to bounce back.

People, who try to overpower your thoughts, brainwash your perception but you too allow them to do so and blindly follow. They lead you to darkness even when the sun shines bright outside.
But it’s these people who teach you another side of life. You regret your ability to make right judgments but learn facts about friendship and life only after meeting them.
They do enough wrong to you to make you stand up from weakness and give you a piece of mind, to give them a dose of their own medicine.

Gathering from experiences I realize how much I’ve grown in my college years. How many different kind of people I have encountered. How every one has their own very contribution to teach me something new. I stand up today as someone much more mature, more experienced, bolder and stronger to face a difficult tomorrow.

When I started college, I could have gone to any extent to criticize these days that kept me away from home, away from being protected, pampered and sheltered.
It’s these times, these events and these people who I’ve come across to whom I owe my share of thanks since they would never know how they would have left an impact on me in their own special way.

MERA BURDAY!!!!!

Probably the last 21st Apr......with us all together.
A day that holds the sweetest memories with my bestest friends of college days...
A snap that holds us all together....sp just the ones I want we would be!
I would cherish every memory of today, for years ahead.

StOrY BeHiNd ThE "NNNNNNNNs"

The mystery of the extra NNNN's.....
and how it all started....

Firstly, among the good old days or us reciting the punk...azzz ....adds :D
To top it over our proficiency to have learnt it by heart....
but for all the extra NNNzz, it was my way of saying the peculiar words.....out of the inherited ..lucknavi nazaakat of saying 'em.......
:D

The foto day out....

Don't remeber the last time....we were all so civilized!!

MyStErY BeHiNd ThE GiggLeS :P

Whhhhhhhhat a crazy day it was,

Mystery behind the smiling jaws,

Story of these neurotic eight,

U'll get to know with no more wait,

Magic that these giggles hold,

Is a friendship like the purest gold :)

CONGRATS!!

TO GUNJAN

Hey ..here goes a special big wala congrats to u..
Gunjan for ur selection at FMS!!
Well Done...finally Ms.Pudding *wink*...goes off to delhi now!!
:)
All the best for all that comes your way...
remeber the pic???
Keep Smiling!

EMBLAZONED ADIOS

EMBLAZONED ADIOS

Sitting beside this window pane,

I look down the memory lane.

Starting early one day from home,

To start the journey from seeds I’d sown.

Anxious, eager, excited yet puzzled,

With strangers around how much I snuggled.

But this was the land I was meant to stay,

Only contemplating, I had nothing to say.

But with everyday of something new,

Unknowingly though it started to sew.

The days were happy but sometimes hell,

Or was I the one and only rebel?

Exploring myself with this less known land,

Like the wanderer I had to stand.

The timid girl from a comfy zone,

Shared this life no longer alone.

Unexpected ways in which we all met,

Created a mould for our friendship to set.

Coming across through every bend,

We know this friendship would never end!

SPLENDID HOLIDAYS :)

Herezz the video...of our ever coveted days of Bombay and Goa....the days have been simply awesome..after all it was the rocking "15 girl gang" on a vacation together.