Valentine Special

कुछ चाँद चमकते गालों के
कुछ भँवरे काले बालों के
कुछ नाजुक शिकने आँचल की
कुछ नर्म लकीरे काजल की
रुमाल कई रेशम से गढ़ें
वो ख़त जो कभी मैंने न पढ़ें
मत रोको इन्हें पास आने दो
ये मुझसे मिलने आये हैं
मैं खुद न जिन्हें पहचान सकूँ
कुछ इतने धुंधले साए हैं।
 - जाँ निसार अख्तर

Just remember...
Tough Times Never Last, but Tough People Do!
Happy Valentine's Day!🌹🌼🌻

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Lessons on Love

Following is the message that I sent to my friend to help her grow in love. Putting the text as quoted to her.

Love is strange thing. True love often occurs between two people of similar interests and complimentary thinking. However, the intensity of love never occurs at the same time from both side. It's just like solar eclipse when all three moon, sun and earth come in a straight line only at a particular time of the year. In this case, what're the suggestions for getting equal amount of love from the one your heart demands? Following are the tired and tested ways:
1) Control: control your untimely love for someone special and wait for the opportune time when other would feel the same sense of urgency.
2) Channelizing your love in creative and constructive work.
3) finding a good friend for distraction from your love. Many say that books are best friends during these times. Start reading good literatures, romance if you like. And start writing your feelings as sonnets or memoir.

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Toastmasters Speech CC3- What We Talk About When We Talk About Love

The Delivery

The Script

What We Talk About When We Talk About Love

!  True Love is all about Inspiration!

[Start with props: mirror, goggle and perfume and blazer for role playing. Start with stern amazement in voice!]

What!?! What are you all looking at? Cant’ you see that I am going for a Date?

You can clap for me and my date if you like …! J J J

[Stop for a second, remove goggles, turn mirror aside and come back to normal]

Even though, she is my 21^st date, I still have faith that this time I will get my true love who would inspire me.

Ladies and gentlemen do you remember the time of our childhood when our mom used to put beautiful covers on our textbooks?

In one such incident, I still treasure the day when I was leaving for a boarding school, first time in my life. My mom put covers on my books and put them in my trunk. During my stay in hostel, I was unknowingly taking care of those books as if those were my favourite toys. One year passed and covers were as my mom put them on. Next year in new class, the books got changed but I treasured one portion of a cover where my mom had written my name in her beautiful handwriting. I kept that piece of paper in my literature book for a year between the pages and in the same state. I continued keeping the piece of paper the same way till I got matriculated from a different school. For me, my mom was always there in my literature book. Today, I feel that I am still holding my mother’s love together with me, as it is evident from my immense love for literature. The purest form of love is inspiration. My mother’s love had inspired me to love books and literature.

Mr. Toastmaster, fellow Toastmasters and dear guests, good evening!

One of my friend still wears the same watch that was gifted by his beloved. Even though, the watch is not working now, he feels the same ticking sound in his heart and he believes it helps him stay ahead of time. He is holding that love and care for ‘time’ from his love. His love inspires him to always be on time.

In my case I still keep the same purse for the past few years as it makes me believe that my purse will go thicker as imbibed by the gift presenter. Here my love inspired me to go for savings.

People collect and treasure gifts and artefacts to hold and immortalize the love and teachings of their creators. We have museums and memorials that hold back love of our past generations. The past artefacts in the museum inspire us to make our present and future lovable.

Today, in this lovely crowd we have many people among us who still hold the same love as they did when they joined this institution and keep going with the flow. It is the sheer love that has made DTM Raj and TM ISK keep going on in Infosys Toastmasters club Bangalore. It is our love for self-growth that inspires us to come here again and again, week after week.

One of my friends left his well-paying Investment Banking job in Wall Street to come back to Kolkata and held his love together for his ageing parents by spending time with them in their last days. His parental love inspired him to take that bold decision in his life.

One of my old friends recently asked me the secret of my fitness, I replied, “These days, I run. You should also run.” You won’t believe, I saw her with a medal of completion of a 5k run within a month. She used to comment on my runkeeper’s update with lines like – “I have just completed 12 hours of sleep LoL :D ”. It’s the love that made her run so diligently even after long time of separation. It’s the love that inspires her to do the unthinkable.

We often fall short in pursuit of our ambitions and goals as we stop holding together the love and inspiration that had brought us at first place. Move in – move out, let in – let it go but don’t let go of the love that has inspired you to feel and be special. Love is not physical attraction, it is all about inspiring people and getting inspired by our loved ones.

So my lovely friends are you holding back the love that inspired you?
If yes, then let go of your inhibitions and spread the message of love.

If not, let me inspire you to believe in love again!
“It is better to have lost and loved than never to have loved at all.”
Hold on to the love that you get daily from everyone and get inspired, else you will regret when they are gone. Believe in love and its inspiration, to make your life more lovely and beautiful!

Over to you, our lovely Toastmaster!

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Toastmasters Humorous Speech Prelim: I am Nothing in front of her

Not prize but participation certificate :)

The Delivery 

The Script

I am nothing in front of her

Fellow Toastmasters and dear guests, good evening!

Meet my friend, a most eligible bachelor from a reputed Indian IT firm, Venkat Kumar Anterdeshi. Today, we will witness his saga of finding true love.

Venkat has switched many company in his quest for love, joined all possible clubs and special activity groups. The result- he is still searching. Even he joined Toastmasters, but Toastmasters’ CC and CL journeys are not proving an iota of help in his journey of love. 

The tiring journey of love has made him a poet. Let’s have a look into some stanzas of his love sonnets, according to Mr. Anterdeshi:      

She talks endlessly,
I just say Yes No, Yes No
She never stammers,
I am full of CRPFs.

She eats sparingly
I eat excessively,
She do ‘make-ups’ for hours daily
I just keep a comb in my pocket.

My clothes are very simple
Her attire catches every attention,
Her secrets are Victoria's and Myntra’s Kart,
My secrets are Pantaloon and DMart.

Her eyes are intoxicating
My eyes have spectacles,
I am dumb Doberman
She is a God’s Miracle.

Her hands are as soft as flower
My hands are as hard as hammer,
She is somewhat proud, friends
I have to crouch before every head.

Her face is as bright as full Moon
My face is as dull as distant star,
She has won every battle
I have to struggle for survival.

People laugh at my smile
Boys die at her smile,
For me, everything is costly,
For her, even heart is free.

What should I say more friends –

She is flower of Eden Garden
I am God’s mistake,
She is polished and natural
I am rough and artificial.

She is capricious and attractive
I am stone and distractive,
She is deer-eyed, always in mind
I am dark-circle-eyed, never in mind.

She is picturesque and precious
I am cartoon and worthless,
She is fair and modern
I am dull and old.

She is Deepika and Katrina
My life has no antenna,
She is Sania and Shiny
My world is very tiny

She say Saturday - Saturday
I cry Monday - Monday,
She enjoys on-duty holidays
I mourn on-call Sundays.

She is facebook and instagram
I am postcard and telegram,
She makes news and trends
I prepare minutes and bullets.

She is android and iPhones
Updated and evergreen,
I’m nokia and window phones
Outdated and no more.

She is BBC and CNN
Pleasant and break headlines,
I am Zee News and Times Now
Nasty and create nuisance.

She is boss's pet
I am his eye-sore,
I write codes
She finds bugs.


After exploring all possible options, one fine day Mr. Venkat Anterdeshi was sitting under old Banyan tree besides a sewage canal in his campus and typing furiously on his i-phone, purchased on EMI, as a gift for his would be Helen, suddenly a pigeon overhead performed his natural activity on his hand and his i-phone fell into the muddy canal. Socked, surprised Anterdeshi closed his eyes for mental solace. There he had his Buddha moment. His Eightfold evolved paths are as under:

1.        Samyaka – Drishti: Have complete vision on all greenery around not one in particular
2.        Samyaka – Sankalpa: pursue equal aspiration for all beauties not one in particular
3.        Samyaka –Vaka: Don’t be able communicator only, but be a funny speaker, because girls like funny guys
4.        Samyaka – Karma: Focus your karma for appraisal and not for girls
5.        Samyaka – Ajivika: As you go for specialization for career stability. Here depending on particular a girl is riskier. Keep changing your preferences
6.        Samyaka – Vyama: Don’t do workouts for abs only. Slimmer has better chances
7.        Samyaka – Sammati: Don’t leave worldly desire and sadness but master the art of having casual desire and sadness. Because girls prefer mimicry artist 
8.        Samyaka – Samadhi: Don’t do always Baba Ramadev’s Kapal-Bhati and Anulom-Vilom but also go hot and power Yoga

With this Gyan, let’s have a happy ending and close the story of Venkat Kumar Anterdeshi on a laughter note, let's laugh:

ha ha ha ! ha ha ha! ha ha ha!

Over to you Mr. Toastmaster!

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ना वो प्यार रहा, ना वों बात रही

छोटा सा साथ
छोटा सा कारवां
छोटे से कारवें में
छोटी सी अहसास ,

ना वो साथ रहा
 ना वो कारवां रही
ना उस कारवें की
वो अहसास रही ,

ना वो प्यार रहा
ना वों बात रही
ना वों दिल रहा
ना वों जज्बात रही |

जो मिट रहा हैं
क्या वो धब्बा था !
जो छुट रहा हैं
क्या वो कुछ खास था!

देखों इन धब्बों के पीछे
कितनी लकीरे छिप रही हैं
कुछ उकेरा था हमने कभी
बड़े इत्मिनान से
देखों अब कैसे
सारा आलस पसर गया हैं |

ना वों असर रहा
ना वों इत्मिनान रही
ना वों प्यार रहा
ना वो अरमान रही |

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SMS(Short Message Services)

Here are some few good SMSs sent by my dear friend to her dear friend in his breaking moments.This public showcase of someone's private feelings is neither a prejudice nor a tolerance for someone.
The intention is clear : to justify how a human feeling finds its medium to bifurcate.

1.
Lying on bed, in da dark silence, tryin 2
ignore da roarings of fan over da head n of CPU.
Juss 1 thot may b keep me awake whole nite 2day:
"How will i gnore da feeling 4 sm1, i hav acumulated
over da years? may b itz anoder lesson 4 perfection?
or smthin else?"
Hope God will b da lite in da middle of tunnel!
GN.

Sent:
12:47:58am 03/06/2009

2.
2:30, am. Anoder burst:
Man alwaz lives wid imagination...
Whatever he observes, he alwayz assumes
him as one of da player.
Tat's how he feel, cry n laugh 4 sm1 who nvr
appeared 2 him as more dan an acquaint.

Sent:
02:49:10am
03/06/2009

3.
2:50 am., How it feel if sm1 leaves u :
i'm quiet obssesed 2day, Y?
may b due 2 a senior who's livin in da same
corridor since last 3 yrs left 2day, or sm1
whom i supposed 2 b liking'll leave within fortnight.
Whatever iz da reason, now i can say:
leavin alwayz ensures emotional attachment.

Sent:
03:04:01am
03/06/2009

4.
3:05 am., wht'z da problem wid me:
"Y i'm commitin da same mistakes again n again?
On knowin da reality, still havin expectation 4m oders, y ?
though i nvr qulified within ma own xpctation.
Is it call 4 self improvement or wht?
or, thr's no problem at all eid me!"

Sent:
03:17:59am
03/06/2009


5.
3:30 am, i'm nt so clear:
"Each tym it happens 2 me, tat wen i'm nt agreeable 2 oders,
i show instant over reaction, tat finally reveals ma frustration n
immatuarity."
May b it'z due 2 ma unclear thot n lack of presentation skills, or
i'm juss nt into me ?

Sent:
03:32:13pm
03/06/2009


6.
3:40 am., 'wht next?'
"In 1st yr, wen ma 1st crush got crushed,
i began 2 realize tat opposite sex alwayz brings curse in life.
Since den lot more has been changed, bt dis lesson alwayz
remained wid me as certain codes. Midway thru acadmic
jrny i again found ma likness in same failure, dis tym
everythin was real, bt i hizacked by blame game.
Now, wht next?
I think dis is da life tym setback 4 me,
or i'll keep inspiring da next ?"

Sent:
03:53:25am
03/06/2009

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Parting Gifts: The Letter

Here is the letter, assume to be personal, sent by my dear friend to her dear friend : )

"When the wave of GenX is turning into digitalized form of communication, I ‘m coming back to that old, marginalized to certain bourgeoisie section of society, Nehru’s form of communication, an abstract message with immortal meaning, without any speech or voice recognition technology, Sort and simple, elegance and enigmatic. Here I’m with few good feel-good, eloquent words with some try to skipped harsh words.

Dear X!
Starting with some pledged notations,
This letter is not meant to provide any inspiration, trend or clue or conclusion to under mentioned personality. This is an honest observation of a quiet neutral mind which is still under transformation.

So start…
4 am. in the comparatively cold morning of June 6th on the Gregorian calendar. With Led Zeppelin’s classical rock ‘Whole lotta love’, is providing background score from penultimate hours. The so called enthusiastic chap saturated in boredom is getting some new crèche to light his old charm of emotive literature.

About X:
I’m neither perfect nor perfectionist. What I’m not up to, I can’t expect the same into others. Scraping the crap word (good, beautiful, hardworking blah- blah) . You are simply simple, briefly best in your own way until or unless you do not collide with person of different genre, guess like me where you need an improvement. But what kind of improvement, I can’t locate when other are in their transformational phase.

There is a lot more change in you than I first met you. Over all, a positive shift.
But there is no change at all when change in reference of change is also counted.
Keep continuing with what are you doing till date. Your present work would be your guide to your future work. Stop taking help from reference and recommendations; nothing would be derailed from its track.

One thing where I find myself clueless is your utter boggling, forced enigmatic behavior of testing suffered ‘boys’ with induction of elusive Para eve character that makes the whole story triangular And finally indulging all three into never ending blame game.

Rest is really O.K.

Wishing you everything ,in your aspiring life.

Yours
Y
"

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Parting Gifts

Here are the gifts and associated messages sent by one of my close friend to her special friend:

Wonder Pack I(DVDs)

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The Message:


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Flashback:

Way back in 2007, this is how it all started, at one place there was a source and at another place there was resource. Need inspired the lead to new source of communication, a local outsourcing, a shameful act in macho terminology. Whatever might be the source of so called inspiration, a down to earth boy was feeling ‘happy in helping’ for above the earth cause.

A few good movies were made available by burning whole day in the form of burned CD’s. And hence the underlined business took its initial stage.

Now:

Time traversed its length and Moor’s law made its effect. Need got large, technology turned larger.

There were few, now it’s more, there were CDs now it’s DVDs.

We know how it all started and we could apprehend how it would be ended or started again.

At times it was ‘a present’ for new initiation, now it’s a souvenir for parting moments.

Hope these little mementos would be a help in recollecting shattered memories of cherished moments.

Wonder Pack II(

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The Message:

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To,

My CEO*

* You are cool composed complacent combined crater can create your won crèche in company of professionalism.

* You are an element of elegance, entity of eulogia, epithet of enigma entering into the extant of exuberance.

* You were once ordinary obtained an overhaul ordering into overwhelming obsequious of originality.

This sort of segment is prepared to welcome your baby steps in professional carrier. I would feel myself at your position when you will use it at your get-go work place.

-->Wonder Pack III(coffee mug)

The Message:

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To,

Childish, cherubic, charming brat (...) .

To share our shareware, to save our sanity, to satiate sanguinity, scribbling searching memories into a 'cup' of seminal pot.

Hope this last pack would make completeness in the unison of threesome.

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