A Common man on shameful Delhi Gangrape Incident...

i am a common man.... i have seen things like this in the past....every time any thing like this happens....i feel annoyed at my insignificance....about being common.........but i cannot help my self.... i am angry and frustrated at the incident.....on fb, i like the photos and status of the people who are protesting against this to mark my presence and show my anger.....i even share a few..........some of me are even protesting on streets.......i am doing all that is possible for a common man........still i am unsatisfied at my efforts.........but what can i do because i am a common man and i am insignificant...... most of me, are now feeling unsafe and insecure for my own family members.......i cannot even dare to think anything similar coming to them.....still i cannot discuss the issue among my family members......because i am not from a high class society, i am a common man..... i have lots of other things on my mind......i have to worry about my job.....some of me's have to buy household items which wife asked for....another some of me's have to prepare for exam.....some of me's have some celebration coming up in a few days and so I have to make arrangements..........some of me even have to think about how to arrange the school fees of my child...........where do i have time to think of anything else?...........still this incident has annoyed me.......i support that accused in such events should be given no mercy........i am anxious where the society is going, although for a small time...and i know tomorrow i will be back to my daily cycle of routines........its a festive time in country............new movies are being released which i planned long back to watch.........day after tomorrow is 21st december......the whole funny cartoons i will share on that day and laugh out loud on the dumbs who believed in dooms day.............but somewhere inside i am frustrated of tolerating........ and i am annoyed because i am a common man and i feel too insignificant............

One of my poems.....

Agar mohabbat hai teri nadiya to dil hamara bhi samandar hai…..

Agar mohabbat hai teri nadiya to dil hamara bhi samandar hai…..

Kisi na kisi sahil pe mulakat to hogi…..       (sahil-  kinara, jaha samandar aur nadi milte ho)

Aaj meri khamoshiya shayad keh na paye tumse kuchh…..

Aaj meri khamoshiya shayad keh na paye tumse kuchh…..

Lekin ek din in nigaho se baat to hogi……….

Agar milna mumkin na hua is jahan me to kya…..

Agar milna mumkin na hua is jahan me to kya…..

Is duniya ke paar koi aur kaynat to hogi….          (kaynat:- nature)

Naam chahe hotho pe  tum na lana mera lekin ……

Naam chahe hotho pe  tum na lana mera lekin……

jab bhi nikloge roshni me hamari parchhai saath to hogi……

In Love with Delhi! In love with Shahdara

I have always heard  that "Dilli hai dilwalo ki" (Delhi is the city of people with kind heart). During my stay at Delhi I appreciated this saying and I hope by the end of this article, you will also appreciate it. Firstly a quick overview of how I landed in Delhi. I am doing my 2 month long B.tech industrial internship from a company in Noida(20-25 km from Delhi) and since I have my cousin in IIT Delhi so I stayed there for a month and later on I moved to Shahdara (a locality in Delhi) for the next one month. So this post is out during the duration of my stay at Shahdara.
Without wasting any moment, here I go to show you the generous heart of Delhiites.

The first act of kindness I found at the metro stations of Delhi. You never have to move your body to get into the train. You just need to go and stand in the queue. The people are so generous that they will literally lift you and next moment you will find yourself enjoying the cool air of the ac in the metro. Same applies while deboarding the train.

If you are pleased then this is nothing. The people travelling by DTC bus are even far ahead in kindheartedness. These sweet people are so friendly that when their bus stop comes, they will press you to move out of the bus with them-self, even when its not your destination, only because they do not want to get apart from you. And Masshah-allah their respect for girls and women. They will keep an eye on them during the entire journey, just to ensure that they are in good health, feeling comfortable and cozy and nothing goes wrong with them during the journey.

I hope by now, you too appreciate Delhi. For those who don't I have one more evidence which I am sure will touch your heart and will leave your eyes moist with tears on the generosity of the people. There is a thharra shop (liquor shop) in Shahdara. O' you must visit this famous place. The best time to visit is 7 pm to 10 pm in summers and 6 pm to 9 pm in winters (7 days open). There is great rush of 50-60 people all the time. But people here don't follow the queue system because they feel that everyone has equal right to be at the front. They care about the health of their fellow customers and that is why they constantly try to pull them behind and go ahead them-self so that other persons do not spoil their health due to drinking. Hail to such great lives who sacrifice their health (and sometimes even life) for the cause of the community.
JAI DILLI.

P.S. : This article is meant only for entertaining so please don't let your heart get hurt itself. Please post your comments to let me know how you liked/disliked it and share your thoughts/experiences.

Delhi Metro Ladies Compartment

Note:The following are my own views and they are not meant to hurt anyone.

In last few days, the ladies compartment of Delhi Metro has been in news due to various reasons. I read views of many people including my friends and classmates. Most of them have same thing to say that its not a right step. On one hand we keep shouting that women are at par with men and on other side we provide special reservations and quotas to them. Moreover many people have problem that many of the girls travel in general compartments of the metro in spite of their being a reserved compartment for them. According to these people, there should not be separate compartments. But when the mother/sister or any young ladies family member of such people is traveling alone in metro, then they instruct her to travel only in the ladies compartment. Why? Lets try to find out the reason



I have been traveling in Metro for last 3 weeks and I have seen a lot of incidents which modified my views. Once I saw two young men standing in the space between the ladies compartment and the next compartment. They were engineers at a very reputed company (that i know because the company icard was hanging around their neck). As there was great rush in the train, many girls were standing around. These two men were continuously gazing at girls and talking vulgar things about them(loud enough so that the nearest standing girls were able to listen to him). Now they were not the only two people who are like that, there are many out there who are far ahead of those two in teasing girls.


So, for the ladies who are traveling alone, I support the idea of the L-compartment. The L-compartment gives the sense of security to the girls traveling without any companion. Now coming on the issue of some girls traveling in general compartments with their boyfriends/family, its simply because there are no couple/family compartments. They have some companion and moreover this companion cannot go inside the L-compartment so their traveling in general compartment is justified. The girls who were shouting slogans against the L-compartment on news channels were mostly those who have never entered a public transport or those who are always surrounded by friends and so occupied in gossiping in metros that are unable to see whats going on around.

P.S.:- I support the idea of separate L-compartment for the ladies traveling alone.

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A glimpse of computer student's life at IIT

I know that very few people will be interested in knowing about what is going in the life of a computer science student at IIT because their life is the most dull thing at IIT. But I still present a glimpse of their life to give you some idea of the constant trauma under which they live and still they dare to smile. Here I go.....

3 October,2010
12.10 am
terrace of Mercury hostel
(2 days remaining for minor two to go)

Prabhjot: "Yaar do you remember that in first year we would dance after completion of every assignment."
Shashank: "Yaar don't make me remember those wonderful days. We would dance like mad dogs and now even after completing our exams we have no enjoyment. We have lost our emotions. There is no feeling of joy remaining."
Ashwani: "Yaar no one knows of our status. I think before leaving the campus at least once we should let the profs know about our situation."
Sahil Bhaghat: "They are heart less creatures. Nothing going to change."
Priyanshu: "That's correct but at least they should know our state of life."
Preateek Garg: "Its 12.30 am. I have to study a lot.Abhi kal DBMS ka assignment bhi submit karna hai and minors also starting from day after tomorrow. I am going."
Ashwani: "Yaar I have eco presentation too. I am also going."
Sahil: "Chal yaar padhte hain"

Every one leaves.

40 miutes earlier
2nd October, 2010
11.45 pm
Computer Lab

Whole lab is in chaos. Some of the noises which I am able to hear are-
"Have you completed all the questions?..."
"oh no... half is remaining...."
"Hey! how much time...."
"Have you submitted..."
"Yaar net ki speed nahi aa rahi......."
"Moodle is not working...."
"oh Man only 5 minutes have left for the assignment to submit and I have forgot my password......."
"Does any one has a pen drive? I am going to PHD lab to submit the assignment....."
"Take mine too and do submit it from there...."


For those who are not computer science students at IIT Ropar, let me explain you the situation. Minor exam at IIT have 20-25% weightage of the whole semester. Besides that a computer science student have to do a lot of assignments and projects in each subject he is doing at IIT. This time the third year batch has 2nd minor exam from 5th of October. They have got an ADA(algorithm and Design Analysis) assignment due 3rd October, a DBMS(Data Base Management System) assignment due 4th October, some of them have a Economics presentation on 4th.And never the less the pressure of completing module 1 of PINTOS(operating systems Project). Classes will be running till 4th evening (With an extra class of ADA and 2 extra classes of MAL i.e mathematics). 2 papers daily and 6 papers in total in 3 days back to back which means you can either sleep or just revise half of the course before a paper. By the way our cultural fest ended on 26 September which means that the poor souls who worked in it have got just 9 days to do all these assignments and prepare for exams with of course all the extra classes going on regularly. And beside it a few of them have been preparing for Inter IIT sports meet and so they also have to practice regularly.
Sleep! Leave it. This is the most time wasting activity here.

7th November, 2010
2.30 am
My Room(204, Mercury)

Ashwani enters the room and throw his laptop bag on his bed.
Priyanshu: "What happened? fought with her?"
Ashwani: "Nahi yaar. PINTOS ka panga hai. I understood what to do but I am not able to start writing the code."
Prabhjot: "Same here. What you studied there at the lab?"
Ashwani: "Nothing. Just doing PINTOS."
Priyanshu: "Yaar 10th is the last date for Psycho and 12th ko DBMS ka bhi final submission hai."
Prabhjot: "Tune kitna kar liya?"
Priyanshu: "kahan yaar. I have my eco presentation tommorow. I am preparing for it."
Ashwani: "MAL quiz is also there tommorow."
Priyanshu: "yup! and OS quiz on LINUX is at 3 tommorow only."
Prashant: "Yaar jara dheere baat karlo."


Every body goes back to study and again silence prevails in the room.

Major exams(Final exams) will go from 15 to 22nd november and one good news is that the last date for OS project(PINTOS) has been extended upto 22nd midnight which means after the last paper, we have 12 hours more in our hands to work on it. Yuppy!

22nd November
12 noon
Academic Area
The last paper is over and all the students are happy and in cheerful mood. There is a match between the hostel teams and all the people from other branches are in the grounds. While passing by the grounds, I also stopped for a moment to see the match.
12.20 noon
Trin...Trin...Trin
"Hello"
"Ashwani speaking. Where are you? Come to computer Lab. Bring my laptop with you and come quickly. We have to do PINTOS."
And I dragged myself towards the lab. Semester is over for all other people but for us(the computer department at IIT Ropar), only God knows when the semester will be over. :(

My auto adventure

My new semester started from 23rd of July but I reached college on 18th night and thus all this fuss started.

I am tired of answering the question "Tu itni zaldi college kyun chala gaya?" So for all those people who are going to ask me the same question, this post carries the answer.

The auto in the title is not for the word "automatic" but has been used for the "auto ricksaw".

The whole adventure started like this.

"bhaiya old delhi chaloge?"
"150"
"I always go in 100"
"not less than 140"
"chalo 110 le lena"
"last 130"
"Not a penny more than 120"
"sit"

It was around 7.10 pm and my train was scheduled to depart at 8.15 pm. After spending a tiring month in Delhi, finally I was going home. My ecstasy was on highest level. I looked into my watch and told the driver that I had my train at 8.15 and so I had less than an hour to reach the station. Old Delhi station is approximately 21 km from IIT campus. He told that if there is no traffic, we can reach well on time.

But traffic light was not in my favour. We encountered red light at two consecutive turns and thus we were just 2 kilometres from our start in first 15 minutes. It was now time to panic. But somehow I kept calm. I started talking with the driver and within a few seconds I found that he was from my state only. Bingo! I talked to him about a few recent happenings of my state and soon we got acquainted. I was successful in pursuing him to break the signals on next turns. I also told him to take all the shortcuts he knew.

Next turn was near Green Park, a fairly crowded area. The driver was flying the auto and we broke the first signal of our way. I kept him motivating with praising his driving skills now and then. Soon we crossed the India Gate and I found my auto on the Tilak Bridge, the bridge joining new Delhi and old Delhi. It was around 7.50 when we entered the crowded old Delhi Chandani chowk area (Delhi 6). The way to station is such that you have to take a round of The Red Fort. It was 8.00 exactly and I was just a one and half kilometres from the station, hardly a journey of 2 mins. We had to take left from the next turn and then it was just a min of drive and it was done.
We were on the turn in jiffy.But........

Why the hell the municipal people can't take care of the stray dogs! A stray dog was hit by a car and thus the turn was blocked. Bulls**t.... I looked into my wrist watch and shook my head. "Nothing can be done now", I said with a sigh. But the driver said that we can still make it. He took right instead of left. Soon I realised that we were on a one side traffic route and all the vehicles seemed to be coming from opposite side only i.e. we were in "NO ENTRY". Fast moving cars and bikes honking their horns hard at us were passing us. Every now and then it seemed that we were going to bump into some car.
Finally we are arrived at the station. I gave the driver 130 rupees, 10 rupees extra for his good job and also I shook hand with him. It was already 8.05 Ten mins to departure of the train. I ran towards the display board to find the platform number of my train. But there was no display board around. I looked for it here and there but could not find it. I asked coolies but they even didn't know. It seemed to me that this train of mine has been recently started. It was 8.10 now and I was not knowing on which platform to go. I decided to check each and every platform.

But even after that I could not find that train and I was out of senses by now.It was now 8.13. Suddenly I saw an old TTE. I went to to him and showing him my ticket I asked "Uncle! Do you know from which platform this train will leave?" He looked the ticket and with a smile he replied, "Beta! you are on a wrong station. Your train was from Hazrat Nizamuddin station and It must have left the station by now."

And thus, no where to go but college, I came here earlier than all of you.

The girl in the bus(Part 5), Final Part

I could not sleep whole night. Every now and then I was opening the blog in hope of finding any comment of her. But it didn't happen. In morning, I stepped towards the bus stop. I knew that she was not going to come but still I went first to Katwaria Sarai. I left two buses in hope that she might come but in vain. Finally I took a bus and reached office an hour late. As it was my last day there,I did not have much work. I completed the pending tasks and after wards kept on talking to other employees and in mean time I also kept checking the blog in hope of something from her.

Finally the office time was over and I was free to do whatever I wanted. I again went to Nehru Place and looked for her on the bus stop. I even wandered on the streets of Nehru Place in hope of finding her somewhere, looking at the face of each and every girl passing me. I knew that I was doing the silliest thing on Earth but I could not help myself.

Finally I dragged myself into the bus. There also I could not resist myself searching for her. I left my seat and I was inspecting from front to back of the bus at every stop. I was not conscious. Everything was happening by itself. I thought I have gone mad. People were staring at me. I had my ticket of returning home on 15th i.e 5 more days in Delhi. But I decided that I would leave Delhi tomorrow only. I had nothing left here. I felt failed for the first time in my life. Once it occurred to me that why am I being so serious? There was nothing between us, then why am I lamenting. My training was over and I was returning home and so I had every reason to cheer. But this was of no help. I felt like screaming. I was out of my senses.

Bus reached her stop. I decided to leave the bus here only, still in some hope.I looked around, but she was not there. I looked towards the bus and gave a sigh thinking that perhaps I was seeing it for the last time. With heavy legs, I walked away. I again reached the same turn in the road but this time I was sure which path I had to take. I started moving towards my hostel.
Suddenly I found that my purse was missing. I looked around and searched my pocket and my bag twice. Finally I realized that someone picked my pocket in the bus. ohh God! A new problem.
I was more disheartened. I kicked a stone lying near my foot and spoke out louder in anger,
"kamino, tumhe main hi mila tha? you sonovab**ch, pickpocketers..."

"aajkal ye log badi manmani karne lage hain". A voice came.

"haan haan aajkal inki himmat bahot badh gayi.....". Wait a minute, this was the same line which I used to start talk with her on the first day. I turned around to see who it was. It was Priya! Oh my God! She was standing right in front of me with a smiling face. I was going to die out of ecstasy. But I kept a serious expression on my face and said,
"Are you following me?"
"Yes".She replied with a smile.
"I don't like girls who hang behind boys. Ek... sharif ladka dikha nahi....... ki peechhe par gayi......" I was stammering, my eyes going moist.
"But I am not of that type."She replied with moist eyes and smiling face.
"I don't want to listen." I said trying hard to show artificial anger and trying harder to resist my tears.
"You dumbo!".She burst into tears and almost ran into my arms. We hugged while tears tickled down from our eyes.
"You idiot! You keep everything telling to the world"
"ohh! only my friends know it. I have given the url only to them."
"And can't you even put your contact number there."
"Oh I forgot!"
"But never ever dare to forget me."
"Never",I tightened my arms around her while looking into her innocent eyes.



And thus my this day ended. What you said?..... Want to know more....
Leave at least something yaar! I am not going to tell you anymore. Samajha karo :P

And one more thing, Don't disturb me tomorrow. We are going out together. Oops! I did it again :P

The girl in the bus (Part 4)

I don't know what is going to happen with me. In just last four days, I have seen a lot of changes. I doubt whether I am going on right track or the track is misleading me away from my goal. One more day to go and everything will be finished. Either my life will be no where or it may be now here. Keeping faith in the God and believing that whatever will happen will be best in my favour, let's see what happens. Let me tell you what all happened with me today.

Today I got ready an hour earlier, took an auto from the Ber sarai and reached Katwaria sarai bus stop by 8.30 . She had still not came. I was doing calculations,"two days left which means at most four meetings. If every time there is a traffic jam then one hour in bus each time. So I have at most 4 hours to act. But what should I do. I kept thinking the same question last night also. I did not know what I was going to talk today and even if I was going to talk or not."

She came there right at 8.45 with a friend of her.

With a astonished look, "hey hi! today from this stop?"

"yeah , I told you yesterday na, that this one is nearer to my hostel."(I lied again but this time there was a hesitation while saying. Some part of me was forcing me to tell her the truth that I was there for her only but I could not gather that much of courage.) Her friend was giving me a disbelieving look.

"So your second last day to office . Feeling relaxed?"

"yeah."I could not see towards her face. I was tensed. What to speak out? How to start? Suddenly this occurred to me, "Hey! we still don't know each others name!"

With a little laugh she replied "oh! I too forgot. Who is going to be first?"

"Ladies first." I said.

"O that i s old day's talks. You go first."

"Okay, I am Priyanshu."

"And I am Priya."she smiled.

Wow! What a sweet name. And moreover "Priya" is a part of 'Priyanshu". This thought gave me a boost. May be this is going to be real.

We kept on talking through the whole journey. From talks on some movie to the star plus drama serials and another time on Shahrukh Khan and finally on movies again. Mean while her friend was gazing me as if I was going to kidnap priya (Oo how much I like this name). The topic of discussion was around love stories when Nehru place came. She waved her hand and got down.

Out of the four possible meetings, one was gone. Now I was left with just three in hand and I was not getting any idea. I kept thinking on this the whole day and finally decided that today in the evening I will try to be more friendly with her and after deciding tonight what to do next I will act tomorrow.

I left my office a little earlier than usual and took a bus for Nehru place. I was on time since as I reached there she was coming along with her friend from the lane just in front of the bus stop. She saw me, and with surprise,

"hey! what are you doing here?"

"Nothing just I got off from my office a little earlier and so I was returning back when my bus got punctured and so I am here." I lied confidently.

"Then where is that bus?"

I did not expected this question from her. My heartbeat went high.
"Aaaa..... It would... be..."

"Are you following me?"

Oh my God! I was not prepared for this. I saw towards her and I found clear sign of anger in her eyes.
"..No.... Its nothing like ...that. Its just a coincid... "

"Listen. I hate those boys who hang behind girls. Those silly fellow. They will start moving their tails before any girl they find. They don't even know how uncomfortable it make us feel. Seen a girl and started running behind."

"But....."

She left with her friend and stood at another corner of the stop. What the hell is this. Where have I gone wrong. Till morning everything was fine and now....... It must be this friend of her. She seems to be Hitler from her look only.
I wanted to tell her that I am not like that. She was the first girl about whom I felt something. But how?

I was standing at a distance not very far from her seat in the bus and was trying to listen what they were talking. She seemed to be depressed while her friend (I will like to call her a bi*ch) was pouring something into her ears. I could not think of what to do and finally I decided to leave everything on tomorrow.
But just a stop before Katwaria sarai I managed to listen a little bit of their talks and what I found that she was on leave from office for tomorrow. A new problem. So whatever I had to do I should do today only. I can't get even slightest of idea how to act. Her stop came and she was moving out. Suddenly I thought this. I brought my book out, teared a bit of paper from it and scratched on that and just when she was to step out I reached her.
"Priya! I am not of the type you are thinking." I handed the paper in her hand. She said nothing and moved away. I cried from behind,"Please read the paper."

The paper had the url of this blog.

"Priya! " I don't know whether you will see this today but I am sure that someday you will visit this page. I confess that I was following you but believe me it was first time I have done something like this. I don't know what is this but I just know that in these last four days I have been thinking mostly of you. It may seem idiotic to you and I might be a matter of laughter among your friends but believe me this is real, somewhere deep in my heart, I have started liking you. I don't have to say anything more. Good bye."


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