IS IT WORTH FIGHTING FOR LIFE?

IS IT WORTH FIGHTING FOR LIFE?

"If you cry because the sun has gone out of your life , your tears will prevent you from seeing the stars."

                                         --Rabindranath Tagore

 "IS IT WORTH FIGHTING FOR LIFE?"     my answer is inspired by the quote --

                                                   " I'M JUST STRIVING FOR THE TIME 

                                                  WHEN I CAN'T SLEEP JUST BECAUSE

                                               REALITY IS BETTER THAN THE DREAM."

AHH,the philosophical genre. it's always been tough for me to write in this context. but, given the state i'm in presently it was not tough for me . One just need to know how to turn the table to their side.

I suffered a major setback some days back, making me completely shattered and depressed. The more I was trying to come out of that muck, the more it was frustrating me. it was affecting me a lot. Then , one of my friend suggested "The more u will try to hold the problem and solve it, the more it will haunt u... It will be difficult for u , but you have to let it go... Let d time heal u .... But , let go..."

It was getting tougher for me. i didn't had any satisfactory answer to quench myself , but i knew i had to start all over again.

With literally nothing to do , I had an ample time to introspect myself . last 3 months had been a roller coaster ride... Coming to I.I.T. , getting acquainted with the system , labs, assignments ,projects and exams... Something , something was missing... I was planning for this blog from the time i was preparing for jee. but, due to the busy schedule then, i was not possible.but now, it's a matter of just some effort..and also, given the conditions now, it couln't be a better time to mould my ideas.... I thought let's give it a try. One thing i was sure about,  it couldn't get any worse ...

"And, then only when we have lost everything , we are free to do anything. "

                                                                                                    --Fight Club

I knew I have a long way to go in both my terms... My life and this small attempt of writing to escape my situation.... But , I know one thing.... That one that have motivated me , inspired me from so many years ,,, made me humble during my good days and cheered me during my not so good days......

 "At last ,,,,

                               The mantra of my life..

        

                                                                                    THIS SHALL TOO PASS.........."

                                                                                                                                --AKASH

                         

Do you remember her ????

When we think of the Ramayana, the first glimpse in our tiny brains comes of Rama, Rama killing the demon Ravana , the ultimate prevail of good over evil, and so on, and so,forth. But, a further critical analysis would lead you to discover the good of Ravana or his ultimate goal. this are all the things you come across everyday.

But,I want to tell a story about a different chracter, who was left behind in the story, unseeen and unheard. Her sacrifices and dedication may have stirred many poet's chords, but she remains the most neglected character of Ramayana.Folks, i'm talking about Urmila.

Urmila , daughter of King Janaka, sister of Sita and wife of Lakshmana.The woman who description is limited to just three to four lines in Valmiki's Ramayana.

The story goes like this, when Lakshmana decided to accompany Rama for fourteen years of exile, Urmila offered to go with Laksmana to serve him. but , he refused , he said his whole effort who go to serve his elder brother and his wife and he would be unable to do so if Urmila would be there. 

Also when Sita would leave for exile she would be the eldest sister-in law, and its her responsiblity to serve in his parents. He asked her to stay back and wait for him.She happily agreed that without shedding a tear, as a single drop of her would make Laksmana weak for his task lying ahead. 

A different backdrop also says about Lord Needra( hindu religion goddess of sleep ), who gives a boon to Urmila that she sleep for Lakshmana too, i.e. she sleep for fourteen years till Lakshmana return. this way Urmila too would not think about Lakshmana and he too would be able to serve Rama without any interruptions.

While Rama ans Sita went for the exile, it was Urmila who choses a worse exile for herself. A selfless life woman, who sacrificed evrything just for his husband and her duties. An ideal wife?????????


when u write about history, it always a daunting task.and when it comes to Hindu tradition it's more of a challenge. with so many poets writing there own so many versions .it's a challenge to be true to everyone. i tried to jot down all the plausible facts. 
        but at the end what matters is  ------     "Which story do u prefer???"

                                                                                               
                                                                                                         --AKASH

मैं

                  ( SHAYARI #4)

Chhahat toh jaahan ke saare bande karte hain,,

par uska izhaar kuch khaas hi karte hain...

Is saam ko roshann aap jaise sitare karte hain,,,

Par suraj ko maat toh hum jaise hi dete hain.....

Qyammat ke darr se log mehkhanne ke deedar nahi hote hain,,,

par hum toh aapse rubaroo hoke hi nashe main hote hain..........

                                                                                                                                --AKASH

THE SANDS OF TIME

                             THANK YOU SIR, FOR ALL YOUR EFFORTS ,

                             ALL YOUR GUIDANCE     AND

                             ALL YOUR MOTIVATION............

                               THIS POST IS DEDICATED TO YOU ........

                                                                                                   RAHUL MISHRA  

THE SANDS OF TIME. I was thinking about writing this post for very long , not finding a suitable title, i thought this post is all about time and time , and this phrase couldn't be a better heading.

hmmmm, d busy schedule of i.i.t.  or is it really busy???? or we are so lazy and procastinating things that we believe there's huge crunch of time.

let's check out d schedule of a 1st year iitian (this schedule is of iit Delhi )- 

10:00a.m.-1:00p.m.(1 day - class starts from 9:00a.m.)

2:00p.m.-4:00p.m.(2days classes till 5:00p.m.)

so in avg. 6 hrs. of class everyday looped to 5 days of week.

now counting the hrs. spent on assignments, projects,lab works.. insti proposes u have to spend as much as hrs per week according to credits registered . in first year we have 17 credits course system. hence, 17 hrs. of self study in total per week. 

now, u can easily calculate one have a lot of time, even if they follow the system , which we of course not do. so, we must have a lot of time to do, that's d problem . it's not true ....

The most dreaded part is yet to come the max. time consuming , most non productive thing. BAKCHODI--funny to read it......its a iit delhi slang for all the non productive debate , talks and discussions.

i don't know how many hrs, actually days wasted on this. it's just 3 months and i can feel how much time i have wasted which could be utilised in many other activities.u just sit in a group with ur friends and what u need is not  topic , just a single word and then it starts... min. passes in a jiffy , hrs . within clap of hands. don't know how many night out we did for this nonsense. 10 or more friends sit in a single room and d discussions goes on forever.

I.I.T. gives ample opportunities and facilities to excel in any field, not just engg. u can easily figure this out. it's just u discover this as fast as possible and do the need full.

i know its a abrupt ending without concluding anything,      It's d other evil of us ...........we start everything with full enthu (again, slang of iit for enthusiasm) but we don't give it a meaningful ending.....................................................

                                                                                                                          

                                                                                                                                      --A.K.

WO MULAAKAT

             ( SHAAYARI #3)

Jindagi ki raah main chalte chalte,,,

       kuch khas ke hum rubaroo huyein...

Rab ke wajoot ka toh ahsaash nahi,,,

       par jannat ke hum deedar huyein....

Waqt ka main mohtaaj nahi,,,

      jisne mujhe aapka deedar karaya.....

Mohtaz toh hun main aaoka,,

     jisne mujhe apni manzil se milaya....

Waqt yunhi taahar jaye,,,

Nigahan yun hi jam jaye,,,

Chandni si yeh khubsurti,,

Hum apne dil main sama paye....

                                                                                                                 --AKASH

MANZIL

     ( SHAYARI #2 )

 

Baarish ke har ek boond se pucha,,

Baadal ka wajoot kya hai...

Jannat ke har ek saksh se pucha,,,

Is jindagi ka maksad kya hai...

Us maut ke saudagar se puccha,,,

Is jindagi ke ant ka khauf kya hai...

Par apne aap se na puch saka,,

Iski manzil kya hai...
har ek maud pe soch na saka,,
iska ant kya hai.........

                                                                                                               ------AKASH

US EK PAL KA INTEZAAR

   (SHAYARI #1)

Us waqt ko hum yaad karte hain,, 

Jab roshan jaahan main hum aapke saath rahte the....

Jindagi se bas ek hi chah rahti thi,,

Apko khush rakhne ki fariyaad rahti thi.....


Apki ek muskaan ke liye,har ek koshish rahti thi,,,,
Us rab se bhi takraar ki sahsaash rahti thi.....


Dil toh ab bhi aapke liye dhakta hai,,,,
Par apke doori ka aah ab bhi rahta hai.......


Aapki saya ka aaj tak picha karta hai,,,,,
Yeh nigaahein toh ab bhi ek jhalak ki chah rakhta hai.......


Yeh rooh toh ab bhi aapka deedar karta hai,,,,,
Aapka jawaab ka intezaar karta hai......


Us roshan jaahan ke manzar ka fariyad karta hai,,,
Bas us ek pal ka intezaar rahta hai,,
Us ek pal ka intezaar rahta hai....


                                                                                                                               -- AKASH

The 1st Post

 

                           I DEDICATE THIS BLOG TO PERSON WHOM I ADMIRE

                          THE MOST . I DON'T KNOW WHETHER I WOULD BE

                          ABLE TO DESCRIBE IN WORDS THE CONTRIBUTION

                           MADE BY HER, BUT ITS  JUST A TOKEN OF THANKS .

                 

                                     THANK YOU MOM

hmmm,, d first post...
dont know what to write....
first thought to to write about myself ,, but thats d thing i would be doing all over d coming post.
and for d brief intro u can obviously visit my blog profile page or my facebook profile.

i'm writing this in 6 a.m. in the morning . don't assume i'm a early riser . its d other way around , i have  not slept yet. its the 5th night out in the stretch . thanks to rendzevous , for those who dont know whats rendzevous , its the annual cultural fest of I.I.T. Delhi. but i will write about in detail in my coming posts . it requires a diff. post altogether. with so much sleep constraint , my thinking part of brain has choked. its just d first post so i would end it here. wait for the next posts to enjoy more..

till then have fun, enjoy, 

                                                                                                                              ---------A.K.