How I Wish

How I wish I had a time machine which could take me back to childhood
Doing in a different way a lot of things in which I'm still not good

Discipline and Determination are the attributes which I've realized today make you excel
But their absence has build up lethargy and laid back approach which have strongly gel

How I wish I could have learnt Guitar at a tender age and sing songs
Now I've got one but even playing the basic strings is taking too long

I understand sports today and knows the skill set and nuances of game
Back then even on my first failure I used to look for some reasons to blame

How I wish I had the same decision making power and understanding of life which I possess today
Then people who praise me today for my thinking power would have instead been in my awe on seeing me making hay

I've to work hard today to even accomplish a smaller, useless or irrelevant goal
If I had my actions taken at that time, then everything would have been under control

How I wish I could still have the Discipline and Determination for rest of my life which will be challenging and vast
So that my future doesn't regret on my present as my present regrets on my past

Magic of Dialogues

There are simple lines, there are meaningful sentences and then there are dialogues which have some charm attached to them that makes them etched on to your memory. They bring smile to your face and urge you to repeat them till the time you don't get over it but still when in good mood you do want to use these dialogues at the right time and they do make some impact. That is their magic.

Recently 2 film dialogues that have caught my attention big time are "Meri Ek Khasiyat Hai - Main Marta Kam Hun Ghaseetata Jayada Hun" and "Mujh par ek ehsaan karna. ki Mujh par koi ehsaan na karna". I was in my office canteen and was dragging some topic for a long time with a colleague to which he said "Ab itna bhi mat ghaseet baat ko" and then I got an opportunity to say meri ek khasiyat hai dialogue and it gave me immense pleasure. Although these are not the first and only dialogues that have inspired me but its the first time that I used a dialogue as a part of my daily conversation.

Dry Weekend

First of all let me make it clear that "Dry" here does not mean I've been deprived of beer, whiskey or rum because these are things which I anyway don't drink as they make you dumb. Sorry to all alcoholics but I've seen a lot of sensible guys trying to fly in sky after getting high and a guy measuring 5'5 inches & weighing 50 kg saying to a 6'2 and 80kg guy "If anyone try to bully you just give a call to your brother (referring to himself), Your brother will beat the hell out of them". After few drinks Mr Pilot's plane crashes in his own vomiting and Mr Hercules finds it difficult to bear his own weight.

Its Dry for me because since march all my weekends have been really colorful filled with fun & frolic. Hanging out with friends & watching movies has almost become a weekend routine. First time I thought week is more interesting as you have something to do. You go to office, chat with your office friends and most importantly work always keep you busy. But I hope this weekend won't repeat itself as this boring and dry weekend has given me a chance to think upon a lot of things which I was not doing for a long time. There is always a blessing in disguise and I hope I'll be able to implement most of these which I've given a long thought this dry weekend.

Walking aside a known stranger

Walking aside a known stranger i got hit by a thunderbolt
Soon I realized that something within me got dislocated with this sudden jolt

I kept searching for what I've lost in this sudden while
and amidst all this on my face i had the baby's smile

I could feel within the strong emotional gush
and excitement level was increasing with this Adrenaline Rush

The known stranger's words were falling on my ears
but those melodious words were becoming difficult to bear

What have I lost in this brief time, Oh My Goodness Gracious
Its now only making me restless and anxious

I was still searching within, with a smile hard to remove
I think i know it and my eyes immediately got on the move

I looked in the known stranger's eyes and found what I supposed was mine
It was my heart that I never knew in someone Else's eyes could shine

Run Boy Run

Congrats for coming into this world Son
Now don't waste time, Run Boy Run

Neighbor's son has got A Grade
and you are relaxing under the shade

Come out of the shade and face the heat
It will make you strong to fight & beat

Competition is stiff & everyone is ready to run
at the shot of a gun
But I don't see a competitor because everyone is
breathing amidst the same message 'Run Boy Run'

Keep Running, Lethargy & Vigor are part of this Race
But why is laughter & cry missing from my face

Oh!! These are cherished by people who are not go getter
Yeah!! I trust you because you know life better

Glad you reach destination, now tell us how was your journey son
I don't know as throughout the journey I heard & saw only one thing
"Run Boy Run"

Balwant Rai ke kutton bahar niklo.. :-))

Balwant Rai ke kutton bahar niklo

(Come out- Dogs of Balwant Rai!!)

For those who are familiar with this famous line it is enough to tickle their funny bone but for those who have no clue, its a very famous line of a movie called Ghayal where Sunny Deol at the peak of his voice challenges men of villain of the movie "Balwant Rai".

It was summers of 2006 when I along with my family went to a marriage & it was fun as any time spent with Somil (my cousin & hero of this story) always is but that that night was super fun & I still get a smile on my face whenever I think about it. We returned around 2 am in the night and I don't know why but me and somil were very excited & wanted to do something crazy. Now when you are with somil and want to do something really crazy, you can put your brain to rest as he's the one who comes out with wackiest ideas and no matter how big a prankster you are, you'll get a feeling that you are with a legend.

As usual Somil came out with idea which he called "Confidence Boosting Exercise". According to this exercise we had to go to the terrace of our house and from there at the peak of our voice shout "Gaon waalon bahar niklo" (come out, you villagers). So we went on to the terrace and shouted the dialog 2-3 times each from all the corners of our terrace. It was loud enough to get the colony's watchman running on to the streets. He probably was sleeping and thought someone was shouting for help but couldn't see us as we kept mum for a minute and shift from the corner of the terrace so that we weren't visible from the street. Now in between that 1 minute Somil did some improvisation and came out with the Dialog of a lifetime. Watchman also after looking around went to some other street and Somil got enough time to gather all his strength and shout at the voice which was the loudest one can ever hear. He again went to the boundary and shouted "Balwant Rai ke kutton bahar niklo". It was loud enough to switch on the lights of 3-4 neighbors. Somil said "Finally kutte bahar aa hi gaye" (finally, dogs are out).

Watchman was again running around and scared neighbors were giving instructions to him to look around for who's creating nuisance in the colony at 2 in the night. We also joined in this confusion and gave a couple of instruction to watchman and with a worried expression asked our neighbors "Uncle kaun kar raha hai ye sab" (who's doing all this) & Uncle also replied "pata nahi beta, koi chor na ho bas" (no clue, lets hope there is no thief). Then with a final suggestion "Ho bhi sakta hai uncle, apne saare darwaze lock kar lijiye" (could be, better lock your doors) our task was over and amidst those laughing fits which we got after seeing those terrified faces, scared expressions and listening to silly instructions of neighbors, we finally went to bed and had a peaceful sleep.

When Almighty Decides, You Better Surrender

I've always been an agnostic & very proudly boasted of the fact but there are times when a situation comes which tend to make you believe in superpower or let me confess "Power of ALMIGHTY".

Me and my friends had made a plan couple of weeks ago to visit "Vaishno Devi"(one of the most sacred pilgrimage for Hindus and those who are followers of Mata(Goddess), its the holiest place to visit). The last time I visit a holy place was when I was under the complete influence of my mother and she took me to birth place of sai baba- Shirdi and puttaparthi. After that, leave pilgrimages I've always tried to avoid Holy functions at my house. Only time I come is to eat sweets which are distributed after being offered to God.

This time also visit to Vaishno Devi was no realization of God, it was more of an adventure trip, because of what I've heard from my friends who have been there numerous times that Vaishno Devi is situated at high altitude and reaching there is an all together different feeling and after that there is a place called patnitop to explore which is at a further higher altitude.

Excitement level was increasing as the day to leave for "Vaishno devi" was approaching. Railway tickets were almost confirmed even-though it was a holiday season and waiting list was long but in India you need not worry about these things till the time you have contacts and same was the case with us as one of my friend's(Parikshit aka pari who was also part of this adventure trip) father is in Railways.

Finally the much awaited day arrived and excitement reached its peak. Train was scheduled at 2100hrs. I reached office at 10:00am and upon reaching there saw that the techie guy was working on one of the workstation to fix the computer. Me and my colleague were thrilled to see that as we were sharing a workstation for past 1 week. "Its one of those rare good day" I was saying to myself suddenly when techie guy said that computer is fixed but internet won't work as there is some problem with LAN card. Computer without internet is like body without soul. That rare good day thought suddenly changed into an indication of bad luck. Then started working and in between attended numerous calls from Namit(who was in panipat at that time and was supposed to join us in between the journey). Left for home at 1600 hrs and after reaching home got a call from pari that tickets aren't confirmed. This happened first time that pari's dad could not confirm the tickets and was an indication enough to let my Grandma speak the famous 'Vaishno Devi' line- "Jab tak mata nahi bulati koi ja nahi sakta". Its a very famous and familiar line and is always bang on but I thought that today I'll prove it wrong.

Call session again started and this time it was a conference including me, pari, namit & hemant. A mutual decision was taken that now we'll go via bus and will pick namit from highway at panipat. Now I had to meet pari & hemant at lajpat nagar which is only 7 min walking from my home but that day road was jammed as never before. As a result it took me 20-25 min to reach there and it was already 1930hrs. Then as usual finding auto is quite a task at office hours but we somehow managed to find 1 in next 5 min and without much debate for fare left for Inter State Bus Depot. Luck had some other plans that day as auto suddenly fell short of CNG and we had to wait for good 20 min at gas station. Namit was continuously calling for every second updates. Varun(who was also goin with us to vaishno devi) was already waiting for us at Bus Depot. In between Auto driver overheard us & said that he can arrange for bus tickets to Vaishno Devi. Any help in tense situation is always welcome and he took us to to small travel agent near Red Fort. Travel agent was ready to arrange 5 tickets with few hundreds extra. We didn't mind spending a little extra money as going to Vaishno Devi was a priority now but the moment we were about to pay him Varun called from bus Depot and said that tickets are available at Bus Depot also. That seemed a much more reliable option. After wasting another 15 min we finally reached Bus Depot and got tickets(they were more costly than Travel agent's offer.. Corruption in india is only thing that increases exponentially.. Factors like time and place have no effect on its growth).

So finally we were going to Vaishno Devi- yipee(was the only expression after so much trouble). But destiny had some other plans. Bus which was scheduled for departure at 2230hrs started its engine at 2245 hrs and when it started it never really started.. Bus Driver said this bus can't go with AC on. Passengers were as much desperate as we were and all unanimously agreed for to go without A.C but desperation can't overcome the power of money as everyone now wanted Rs500 as non AC bus charges Rs550 & we have given Rs 1200 each. Everyone wanted Rs 500 back. Bus owner agreed for a while and bus got started & after travelling mere 1 km Bus owner said he'll only give Rs 200. All hell broke lose and people revolted.. these are the only situation which proves India's "Unity in diversity" tag line. Bus Driver returned all the money(i.e Rs 1200 each to every passenger). He now wanted time to think that if he'll run it for Rs 700. It was 2345hrs and he had all reasons to make people accept his conditions. We had enough of this bus. We picked our luggage and went again to the Bus Depot. We were looking for some mediator as 1 guy shouted "Katra Katra"(this is the place from where visit to Vaishno Devi starts barefoot) as if he'll take everyone on his shoulders & fly to katra. We asked him in how much time will the bus leave and the cost. The over-smart lad started giving history of bus-"This bus was AC, it got some problem and now it will..... bla bla". We couldn't stop laughing as we had just came down from the same bus which was never supposed to leave before morning. All we could reply to him was an expression- "Take that". Namit's calls were now irritating as we had already gone through so much and his stupid instructions on phone were like hitting hammer on ears.

We decided to gave it 1 last chance by 1st going to chandigarh and then make some arrangements from there. But wait till you see the rush of people at 12 in the midnight to go to chandigarh. It seemed as if Delhi was under the threat of Tsunami and everyone wanted to rush to chandigarh. Pari was brave enough to break the line and go directly till the counter but punjabis in the line were no rats. Some of them started abusing and 1 even got hold of pari's collar. We also wanted to take out our frustration. After some serious scuffle we decided to let it go and go back to our place.

We were about to leave the Bus Depot but suddenly from nowhere 1 cab driver approached us as a glimpse of hope. He was ready to take us to chandigarh for Rs2500. Destiny today was not not only testing our nerves but was also was in funny mood. Cab was Indica & could arrange only 4 people beside driver but we had to pick namit as well from panipat. Namit was all fired up on phone and left no stone unturned to convince us. But we had now understood the omens and left for our home.

It not only made me realize that faith is no substitute for fun and being an agnostic is no matter of pride but also that when Almighty decides something for you, you better surrender yourself.

Live Wire

This poem would have turned into a completely different way if I wouldn't have written it on 2 different days. The only difference between two days was that 1st half was written by a pessimist and 2nd half by an optimist. Actually its not much of a poem, after reading it I thought its more of an incomplete rap song but still have a look at the poem/rap song by yours truly

Live Wire
When the end of tunnel doesn't look bright
and where you are standing, you feel the darkness of night.


You feel deprived, You feel helpless
and you know that only way to overcome them is to become fearless.


but the fear has instill deep within the soul
and is stopping you to play your role.


The role that has potential to carve out new ways
and can become a reckoning force which can turn night into days.


Then what it is that is pushing you aside
Whatever is the obstacle, you have to become your own guide.


because deep inside your heart you know that you are a live wire
and all you need is a little fire......

Dilemma poem

I wrote this poem few months back in just 10 minutes. Almost everyone who has read this poem liked it except for me because this poem hardly makes any sense to me..... :P so i thought of posting it on useless blogger site where hardly anyone read your blogs unless you are Shobha De or the new sensation "fake IPL Player". I couldn't find any apt title so posting these two creapy words as the title.... :D

Dillema Poem
I've been in trouble many times in life
Sometimes situation so worse, that its being like under knife

This time the wave in my heart is searching for shore
I can't control it as my heart is hit by a strong force

That force is no-one but a beautiful mermaid
Her fish like eyes, curly hair & nature that is completely weird

I don't know why I step into the sea of love
& dared to fall for a girl as innocent & pure as a dove

I want to come out of it and again make hay
but unfortunately I'm not able to find a way

Now, before my heart break with a strong collision
I wish mermaid comes to me & say that its nothing but your illusion

Comedy of Calls

In my last blog i mentioned that i've left HCL & Convergys. Both were awesome place to work and i've got some really good memories of both the places & some bad ones also but there are few instances which always leave a smile on my face when i think about them. These were usually the calls i took. In HCL i was in billing process & in Convergys i used to do troubleshooting on Dial up Internet services. The good thing about HCL was that we didn't have to use the alias name as we used to cater Britishers there and Britishers are more friendly compared to Americans who usually are little racist (some are exceptionally good and some really gets excited when they get to know that you are from the country on which Slumdog Millionaire has been made.... I still wonder why?????). As a result we had to speak to those not so smart dial up customers in a weird accent which even used to confuse me & I can understand what Americans must be going through when we try to copy their accent. It was very unlike HCL where we used to speak English in our Indian accent and they never had difficulty in understanding us. Now talking about calls some of them used to be very hilarious especially in convergys where I was doing troubleshooting on dial up Internet and Americans used to think that every problem they have with their computer is because of slow dial up and it used to be very difficult & immensely painful to make them understand that dial up is just for Internet and has nothing to do with the other functions of computer

Now before I gave you the the full conversation of one of the call, I'll tell you how a dialer works.
First we create a dial up network on the computer by providing access number, user-name & password and then just asks the customer to dial it. It dials the access number and then gives you a message that "Dial up is connected". Now the call of Agent Brian who used to be one of the smartest bloke on the floor & a very dear friend of mine.
Agent Brian-Thank you for choosing AT&T Internet services. My name is Brian & may I have the tel no you are calling about.
Customer(very Irate & in a heavy voice)- Just cut that crap Brian and listen to me very carefully. I am not talking about my telephone line and why is it that every time I call you people, you ask about my telephone number. What does it has to do with my fucking slow Dial up Internet which i've been using since last 5 years and its been a week i'm unable to connect to the Internet.
(Idiot don't even know that dial up is connected via his tel line)
Agent Brian-I'm very sorry for the inconvenience caused regarding your dial up but sir your dial up is connected through your tel line and in order to pull up your account I need your tel no.
Customer-yeaaahhh... Just take anything what you want but get my comp fixed & the no is 654123789 and one more thing-My name is Charles Brown not Sir
Agent Brian-Thank you so much Mr Brown. Now could you tell me what is the exact error message you are getting and did you made any changes in the the last week or before that.
Customer- No I didn't made any changes & neither am I getting any error message. However my son visited me last week and used something called wireless card to connect to the Internet and after that this dial up has been a big pain in the butt to connect to the Internet.
(Agent Brian realised that his smart son has removed the dial up as the default connection and left this irritating dumb oldie to screw our lives)
Agent Brian- Ohh.. Mr Brown that's not a problem at all and I see no reason that why you cannot connect to the Internet and could you tell me that when double click on the dial up connection and click dial what message does it gives you.
Customer- I've forgot that.. Let me do it right now. Its trying to dial the number and giving some screeching noise like ti ti ti ti tuu tuu tuu tuu and now its says that dial up is connected but I still can't see the Internet.
Agent Brian-Mr Brown, Could you please double click on Internet explorer on the computer.
Customer-Listen Brian, its a very simple computer and i don't have any such hi-fi application on it. All I do is that i go to the Internet and check my mails.
(Agent Brian realised that cust is dumb beyond his imagination)
Agent Brian-Mr Brown, Do you see a big blue "e" icon on your computer.
Customer-Yesss, yes I do... (so much excited that as if he has found Osama bin laden on his computer)
Agent Brian-Mr Brown, that big blue "e" icon is called Internet explorer & now could you please double click on that.
Customer-Ohhhkkk.... Thank you do much for telling that (acknowledging in such a tone that
if he been told the secret of getting his young days back) and i've just double click on this (cust excitement is increasing) and heyyy i see Internet on my computer and it has got me my home page. I can check my mails (Now excitement has reached at its peak)
Agent Brian-Oh, Thats great Mr Brown, I'm glad I could help you in connecting to the Internet.
Customer-Brian, You are awesome man. I was trying to connect since last week and you got me fixed in just 2 min. Amazing, you gotta tell me that how did you do all this.
Agent Brian-Nothing Mr Brown, everything was already there on the comp, I just guided you in connecting to the Internet.
Customer-No, you've really done something and you are just trying to be humble. Please tell me Brian how did you do all this.
(Agent Brian realised that oldie won't understand & its time to give him some hi-fi funda)
Agent Brian-Well Mr Brown, actually i rectified your connection from my end by checking few circuits.
Customer-Brian, you are not only awesome, you are also a Genius. You rectified everything from your end. That's Great. Only a genius can do that and that too in 2 minutes. I appreciate that and now I want to talk to your manager to appreciate you.
Agent Brian-Thank you so much Mr Brown and I'll just call my Manager to talk to you. Please be on hold.
(And the call ended with Mr Brown appreciating Brian to his supervisor and an applause from everyone on the floor)

These are some of those calls which make you laugh and also brings a smile on your face when you think about them. There are many more.... May be next time.......

Free time

Now that i've all the free time in this world, I've got just 3 activities to do- watching T.V, surfing internet & sleeping. While going to sleep it does give me a lot of guilt feeling but the fresh morning washes all that away. Studying seems to be the toughest thing thesedays & considering the fact that i've to start MBA this year, it gives me a lot of hiccups.

Got the call from Mr Flamboyant today & had to hear all his silly advices & theories about life. He thinks of himself as "The Ultimate Dude" who can make the girls go weak in their knees but he hardly knows the fact that with his kind of attitude even the girls think of him as the same way the boys think of him- "The Ultimate Gan**". The other guy who also sometimes gives me this kind of shit is "Mr Desperado" and he put them across in such a convincing manner that he's the only guy who is doing all the worthwile things in this world. However there is one thing for sure that both guys are a great company to be with very pleasing personality & awesome sense of humour.

One thing I fail to understand is that why every Tom, Dick & Harry gives me their piece of advice about life & also suggest me about my career plans. This is the only thing that really piss me off. Maybe I need to take that zombie look off from my face & start reacting the way as if I've just finished my PHD in Rocket Science.

Leaving Convergys was a mistake but i had no options & HCL was a blunder which i really repent and thats the reason with all the free time i've to take out my frustation on this stupid blogging website writing some really stupid blogs. Iffff anyone reads these blogs & try to find some sense in it, I'm really sorry it dosen't even make sense to me also... :(

Being Myself

Now that I've realised that shani dev is really after me for all my sins as its been the 3rd consecutive year the month of April has been giving me some real shocks so i've decided that rather being a bhola bhala its time to being myself. Its time that i should rather being try to be a good boy, bring in some elements of cunningness & selfishness. I've always believed in karma & i guess so far i was interpreting the karma only with a single perception. If i've been already getting the flack for all the wrongdoings of my past i guess i should bring more colours to my present so that atleast i don't repent with the straight face asking que "Why me?????" after being so nice to everyone.
Its time to settle scores & get the life straight.... & now i will write all that things in this blog which i always wanted to write & tell people. If some of them read that stuff they'll really get hut but as if I care... :D but hey how can they even reach to this blog now that i've tear all the pages of my secret diary(which was no better than a 8th class girl's diary)which contained the link, thrown it in the garbage & also to be on a safer side changed the link to this blog... Still, only one man can reach to this blog- Mr Loverboy.... he's been after a girl since last 7-8 years & the amt of time & money he has spend on that girl he could have pataod atleast 20 girls by now but that girl is a real chick... If Mr Loverboy gets lucky, then his desperate wait would be worth it & by the way he himself is a frequent blogger.... he's got into blogging very recently coz till now he was only writing the diaries & sometimes also his dreams and then used to ask people to comment on them...lolzzz but now he's getting into topics which is good for him & also for his tortured blog followers..... waise Mr Loverboy is quite similar to me in thought process & has been a very true & dear friend till now...
ohhhhhh....... I wanted to write on something else & end up writing on the loverboy... :P. Not a problem- "There is always next time"

"QUESTIONS OF LIFE????"

When you are growing you get different questions in different phases of life. Before you start your teen life, you come across questions as "In which class you are???" or the most common & stupid question one can ask a young child "What do you want to become in your life?" ... Few people will ask why this question is stupid, Its stupid because 9 out of 10 children will give you the most obvious reply - "DOCTOR" or "PILOT" & they will give you this answer with so much confidence & excitement that for a moment you'll think he is going to receive his degree tomorrow.

When you become a teenager, the level of questions becomes different and what makes them different and funny is the psyche of the person asking you that question. If it is asked by someone whose child has passed the class in which you are currently in, you can expect a volley of questions mixed with suggestions & sometimes also the answer itself. To take an example, the so called interview with such parents starts like this:
"Hmm, So you are in 9th class right now, how are you finding it.... before you can reply ki uncle, abhi to maine books par se dhool bhi nahi jhadi.... you'll get the reply also- "Its a very tough class, you need to study atleast 5 hrs a day"... Before you can come out of the sudden shock of 5 hrs, you'll get the suggestion also-"Don't take it lightly, this class is going to decide your future"... you constantly nod your head in the fear inducted in your mind by the stupid son of a gun & here comes the main point which was apparently the reason that this one-sided conversation was started in front of everyone present there "My Son is doing his engineering & the reason he could make into this elite engg college was that he took his studies very seriously from 9th class. He scored 85 % in 9th, 92% in 10th ... bla bla bla & everyone present there get to know all the achievements & unwanted data of his genius child". Now before all the mediocre children present there starts disappearing due to embarrasement, you'll get the final suggestion & the most unwanted offer "You must meet him, he'll give you tips on how to schedule your studies & also about the various books which you should study"..... apart from this frequent question which you'll hear in almost every family function or party, you'll get to hear some illogical & embarracing(in front of everyone) questions like "Ohh(looking at everyone else also waiting for their opinion as well), didn't someone told you that you look exactly like your father???" These jokes do irritate but you start thinking about all those naughty neighbour jokes which you can hit at that aunty(these questions are usually asked by the aunties) right now keeping her son in mind... Some flamboyant people will even ask you questions like "Do you have a girlfriend???"or height of stupidity could be "How many girlfriends do you have???" & these questions are asked in front of atleast 10-15 people(including your own family)... & when you have no option but to smile, they'll say "Ye to kitna sharmata hai"...

Now you have even crossed your teenage life & the interview becomes more gruesome.
Questions becomes more like a comment- "Why are you doing this course? It has got no scope".... "Why didn't you gave that exam??, my son cleared it & look now he is settled in life??"
.... "Why are you are working in a BPO??" & they make face as if you have given them the socks which you've been wearing continously for last 2 months.....

No matter how much idiotic, embarracing or even funny these questions are, but if you can tackle & succesfully answer all these questions, atleast you aren't tagged as a loser in our so called Society..

My Pain is my Destiny & I can't avoid it

Mahatma Gandhi taught the world " When ordinary people come together they can do extraordinary things"
And there are few people who have potential more than that of an ordinary person but still they perform below par than an ordinary person. These people are more responsible for the down gradation of society & humanity than people who are actually responsible.
Reason is very simple- A bad guy will always do what he has to do but if the good guy doesn't oppose or counter him then what is the purpose of his life.

There are many people who with hope & glitz in their eyes see you as someone who will not only raise his standard but also theirs. They see the potential in you as the wealth they will cherish for their whole life.
Lord Krishna very rightly said to Arjuna- " If you don't fight to your potential then history will never forgive you for the triumph of evil"
If Lord Rama wouldn't have defeated Ravana then society would have never forgive him as even before killing the Demon he gave everyone a ray of hope that he has come to this world to triumph Good over Bad, Right over Wrong and Justice over Injustice.

The examples mentioned above are of greatest & most honourable men & it would be a sin to compare our self to them. However moral and message remains same even today & the ordinary man who carry more potential than other people also carries the dreams & hopes of people who live their life through him.

When that person of great potential fails to capitalise on it he not only shatter one but umpteen dreams and the pain & agony of those shattered dreams becomes too heavy for his weak shoulders to bear. But now he can't run away from it as all that pain has become his destiny & he can't avoid it.

The Cabbie

Sleeping routine takes a little hit when you are working in a BPO & I know it for a fact coz since last 3 weeks I've been in 3 different shifts. Sometimes I don't even remember when I went to sleep & when I wake up. These days my shift starts at 8:30am but I've still got a hangover of 7:00 am shift so today also I woke up at 4:30am, called transport office & asked them about my pick up time- "Yours is last pick up so cab will come around 7:30am, cabbie will give you a call" someone from the transport informed me. There was plenty of time to catch on my worthless rest, so I again went to sleep & woke up at 6:45am. Then around 7:30am cab came, saw this cabbie first time, his name was Ali( saw his ID hanging at Cab's Rear Mirror). He was in a busy conversation with the rest of staff (2 guys & 1 girl). "Madam Ji, when a cabbie leaves his home every morning, he don't know if he'll come back or not" said The Cabbie. "Oh man, now the whole route I've to heard his boasting" I thought, but before the moment I would have asked him to play the FM or started laughing at his Film Dialogue, everyone else in the cab started chatting & it didn't took me long to figure out that some mishap has occurred. Today at around 3am in the morning, one of my office cab while coming to Delhi from Noida via toll Bridge, got crushed by a truck which was coming from opposite side. Toll Bridge has separate routes for both Delhi to Noida & Noida to Delhi, but that idiot truck driver decided to come to noida via noida to delhi route & that too with his truck's head lights off.... I still can't understand from where he took the U-turn, whatever may be the case, his foolishness resulted in the death of 3 people including cab driver & rest of the staff were also severely injured. Ali told me all this & also that he was coming behind that cab & he took the injured people to the hospital in the same cab in which we were traveling. While talking we reached Toll Bridge, Ali asked- "Should we go through this route?". The Girl in the cab asked him to go ahead without realizing the condition of a person who has just lost a friend at that bridge just a few hours ago. Almost every media channel was present there to sell their story and the cab driver who takes it as an insult to drive slower than 100km/hr on toll bridge was today driving at 30km/hr. We reached office, went to production floor with our trainer around 9:00am (Training period is the only time in BPO when you can enjoy & take the liberty to come late). Manager at production floor was shouting at all advisors to increase the productivity & also saying that the only way to do this is to take OWNERSHIP. The word Ownership reminded me of only one person- Ali, who first took all the injured people to the hospital, then came to do his duty & then sincerely followed staff's order to go via route where just few hours ago he has seen one of the worst day of his life.