Middle Finger to the World..

There come those days in life where u feel, " F*** what am i upto". Office seems to be like," Eeeks whats happening" And you dont know where to go or what to do.

Instructions come from one side, " This is important, finish this first" From the other end something else seems more important. Its like you are actually caught up between poisonous snakes on one side and a raging fire on the other. Then it strikes to you, do u actually deserve this stress, this tension. Are you a slave, have you been sold off to someone...But then thats the life we have got ourselves stuck into.

In this modern world it has become so difficult to break the shackles and live for yourself. Its takes guts to do something like that. The competition, the need to succeed materialistically, the expectations, the living standards all make it more and more difficult.

But then what is one supposed to do. Keep hanging the middle, not being able to do anything well. And in the end what does one get, " You are lazy, you are not capable, you cant do this much also." It is for all those people out there who feel the ingratitude towards their colleagues and employees. Just tell them on face, I CARE A SHIT AND I CARE A DAMN... F** OFF... and just show them this straight on their face...

The Common Wealth Miracle...

It was just a month ago... Delhi's head had already started drooping in shame...With allegations of officer and officer being corrupt, crores of rupees gone, where no one knows... Deadlines being missed, bridges crashing, ceilings falling apart, dogs in the village, snakes in the tennis court, betel stains all over the place, floods adding to the chaos, the threat of dengue laundering over the city, games lane opposition, traffic snarls,athletes threatning to pull out, shooting of visitors at tha jama masjid contracts not given out and what not... Nothin seemed to be going India's way...

Over and above this the never ending threat of a terrorist attack. I was one of the greatest believers of the attack and i was almost sure it would happen. Not supporting them but the hoardes of foreigners thronging the city were a very easy target to gain worldwide attention. The bad guys have been silent since the 26/11 Mumbai attacks. They generally dont seem to be so silent. Was it the silence before the storm and thats what strengthened my belief of an attack.

The media had already torn the games apart and if given the option Mr Kalmadi would have been hanged to death even before the games began (not that he is in any better position after the games)

But then something miraculous happened. All the fears, just remained fears. We entered onto the scene just like a Salman Khan entry in Dabbangg...With a bang.... The Opening Ceremony caused the whole world to sit up and take notice... The 70 crore balloon which had invited the wrath of one and all, just stole the show...

Traffic was not an issue at all, the events began on time..The village turned out to the best the athletes had stayed in till now. The weather turned fine, not a drop of rain... Dengue seemed to have found a solution for itself. Stray dogs and snakes were taken care off. No stadiums collapsed, no floors caved in...

Over and above it went of as safe as ever. No attacks, no blasts, no hostages... Surprising...
And the icing on the cake was the Indian performance....2nd position, 100+ medals, 38 gold medals.. They just took the game by storm...

Now with the games over, Delhi is back to normal... Accusations have begun, enquiries have started, the blame game is on again... But there is one satisfaction, when it required most, somehow some way, Delhi and India pulled it off... Great going guys....

The Dilemma

Life always brings you on crossroads... it always gets you to choose between two things that you dont want to.... One is such thing always eats me up....

On one side i have always looked forward to a life of peace, shanti and relaxation. I have always looked forward to evenings amongst nature admiring the sunset in the distance. A place where you breathe air rather than petrol fumes. Where you walk down grasslands with the wind for your company rather than cars as traffic. But heres where the problem is...

Getting to work here may not ensure you the highest paying of jobs and thats what the world expects from you...

A Mercedes benz, a huge house, foreign holidays, 32" LCD screens, 20K mobile phones, an Apple notebook, Armani suits and more... Not only the world, even your parents, your wife, your kids, all expect the same. These are the metrics of success in today world. Its how much wealth one has acquired and not how much peace he has.

Guys, its not that i dont dream of these things. I do, and thats what is causing the whole issue. Whats more important?? What do u think???

I am back.....

Its been 6 months... Its been 6 long months... Ages since i wrote my last block post... And somewhere within these 6 months i lost myself, the real Sampark in me.

When we last met, i was just out of BSchool... Someone who was all set to face the corporate world...Someone with dreams in his eyes.... With a passion that no matter what, i wont be a part of this rat race.... But like every new grown up, i never realised when i became a part of it....

I became a part of it and in turn lost out on a lot of things i loved... Writing was one such passion... My blog is the best example of how i lost touch with myself. Photography, my other passion, also got lost somewhere... I havent clicked a pic since. Life became just office, sales, salary and done...end of the day, go to sleep. Day after day, week after week, and month after month.

But its all about to change. The eye opener came when i was back in IMT last week for my alumni meet. And as i walked into those gates, my old self came flying back and its then that i realised how much things have changed, how much i have changed. But no more, Sampark is back. Work is work but life is life. I cant lose my life for the sake of work. Its time for a change, its time for me....