Bewajah

Kyon hum bewajah logo se lige, shikve, ummide rakhte hai. Kyon hum ye sochte hai ki hamari bohot saari khushi unke hone na hone se hai.
May be I am one of those people. Time teaches us all and teaches us well. Kushiyan logo se nahi unse judi yaado se, unse jude palo se hoti hai. Wo pal, jo humne saath me guzare the. Wo pal, shayad kabhi uss roop me naa laut ke aaye jis roop me shayad hum dekhna chahte hai ya chahne ki koshish karte hai.
Akhir me sab bewajah hi reh jata hai...jab sab kuch apne chahne ya na chahne se nahi hota. Hota to wo hai jo sahi hai, jo sacha hai.

Zindagi_Gulzar_Hai


This serial, it has life in it. A life which we all goes through. Some time do not admit it, some time we do. Life is no special for anyone this world. Everyone has their sets of problems, issues. The point is, how often we complaint about our problems and how often we say thanks to our life.

This serial is a fresh perspective for me to look at our life in a nutshell. Last episode of serial is summary of everything. I couldn't be more thankful of people who suggested me to watch this series also the production team who were backbone of this serial.

Last Episode : Background speech of Kashaf. No less than goosebumps. Main yaha is serial ke #Kaside padhne nahi likh raha. #Kaside, Thats the word I learned from this serial. Which means boasting. But I genuinely admire artwork of Pakistani cinema.

Second last episode has a scene in which Zaroon plants few things. Puzzled his wife "Kasaf" asks him why he is planting them since he did so ever in past. He said, one person altest plant one tree ever so that his offsprings sees it. And in the last episode, when his both daughters were playing in their home garden, there were flowers everywhere. How else you can show love of nature and life lessons that simple.

I loved this serial, Though I hate watching TV.

Mid night in Paris

It’s a movie scene from Mid night in Paris.

A Conversation between the lead role “Gil Pender and his literary idol “Ernest Hemingway”. 

Enjoy the conversation. I Loved it.

Heminway :

The assignment was to take the hill.

There were 4 of us.

5 if you counted Vicente, but he had

lost his hand when a grenade went off

and couldn't fight as he could when I first met him.

And he was young, and brave.

And the hill was soggy from days of rain,

and the hill sloped down toward a road,

and there were many German soldiers on the road.

And the idea was to aim for the first group,

and if our aim was true, we could delay them.

Gil :

- Were you scared?

Heminway :

- Of what?

Gil :

Getting killed?

Heminway :

You'll never write well

if you're afraid of dying.

- Do you?

Gil :

- Yeah, I do. I'd say it's probably...

maybe my greatest fear, actually.

Heminway :

Well, that's something all men before

you have done. All men will do.

Gil :

- I know. I know.

Heminway :

- Have you ever made love to a truly great woman?

Gil :

Actually, my fiancee is pretty sexy.

Heminway :

And when you make love to her,

you feel true, and beautiful

passion, and you, for at least that moment,

lose your fear of death.

Gil :

No. That doesn't happen.

Heminway :

I believe that love that is true and real

creates a respite from death.

All cowardice comes from not loving,

or not loving well, which is the same thing.

And when the man who is brave and true

looks Death squarely in the face

like some rhino-hunters I know,

or Belmonte, who's truly brave.

It is because they love with sufficient

passion, to push death out of their minds,

until it returns, as it does, to all men.

And then you must make really good love again.

Think about it.

Rahul shonak

Relationship limbo

Billboard of CCD. "A lot can happen over a cup of coffee". Sit with a cup of coffee and here I take a detour of thoughts. Some are labyrinth and some baskets of unanswered questions.
Happened to landed in city of Mumbai last march and there my fate gave a chance me to have handful of experience with People management. Its no less than irony that I am talking about people interaction in the city where the citizen of this lunatic planet have hardly any time to see your face. So far it is no less than a lesson of disaster management.
Met Good people, Beautiful people, Bad people, Gentleman, Evil souls and some devil advocates. Some left an impression on my soul and some on the pant pockets. And some are having their stake in that unanswered question basket, coz couldn't come out of conclusion which label to paste on them. Either way, it was never ending learning process of understanding homosapien.

For Justin timberlake Friends with benefits is just a movie, here its the fucking reality. Probably the developers of professional social networking website Linkedin understood it pretty well and came up with the slogan 'Relationships matter'. Make me decision maker and the word Relationship will be added in the mythological seven deadly sins or vices.

My day of departure from the city will call last action of the part of the trade 'Guru dakshina'. Lets see what'll be left over in the basket to give in return.

And.... CCD is too costly place to make a relationship.

Rahul shonak

A Sunday.

The Things you can do on a Sunday .... When you are not the part of any hangouts, Movie, Shopping and Clubbing.

You Wake up at 2 o'clock in the afternoon.

Have a morning tea at 3 in the afternoon, staring at the dustbin, counting and wondering that how many beer cans you finished alone on Saturday night.

Morning bath at 4 in the evening.

Then enjoyed some dosas as the part of evening breakfast.

Since it is a holiday.. and you have just taken first meal of the day...it is time to take a nap.

You open your eyes and have a look at the time piece. Its 8 PM and raining outside.

Now with only 2 hours left to catch up with the club house before it call for the day. 2 options to choose from, either going to the Gym and try to give some hard time to your body or indulge yourself in a game of pool or two.

As soon you enters to the gym and seeing a hot chic working out there...... you immediately drops off the plan of Pool game.

Running on the treadmill while your mind's 78% stake is lying at the corner of the gym where you see the chic making her curves smooth.

Disappointed, that its 10 in the watch and they are pushing you out of the gym. Chic is busy in packing her stuff. Her One hand is holding the White blackberry and car key in other.

And here.. I was holding the most wettest towel in the gym in left hand and Room's key in the right.

Ahhh... I just forgot that its Sunday and my Cook gonna be enjoying with her family rather than making chapatis in kitchen. So..... it's gonna be the night relied upon scavenging.

Tired up with exercising and laziness in the evening. Just skipped the dinner and tried to work on the alternatives.

History repeats itself and in next ten minutes I found myself with the last beer can which makes an escape from me last night.

Eyes on the half finished book(Connecting the Dots) and best taste on the tongue. And here I am on the brim of Sunday.

A Sunday.

Its been some time

Its been some time. I didn't do something. Something which it means to me something. For which I used to wake up whole night Unconditionally, without food, without water and without Loo break. The thing which surpasses all the limits of passion. Where strive used to drive me far away from the excuses. Where body never said no to hours of statue in the same pose.

And in the end..... I used to see a Morning, A morning of satisfaction. Not with results or achievements, whatever I achieve or I hadn't, but with myself. A morning, where my mother used to come with the love in her eyes, after seeing her boy consecrated. A morning, when the chirping of the birds by my windowpane used to be the bedtime song of mine.

Its been some time. I didn't do something.

THE FACES OF DEATH

Came across to a documentary movie THE FACES OF DEATH. Gave a string in my brain. The things which looks very normal, looks too ordinary to catch our attention towards it.

We live our life the way we want to, but somewhere ... at some point of time... as part of the game ...we make mistakes ... no matter what how small or big it is.... but we do that......and eventually we lose,  

The lucky ones are those who move on from the Armageddon. But some of us are not as visionary as one should be, for them let me try to rearticulate the scenes from that movie clip:

·        We will not waste the bread and milk in the morning or last 5 spoons of rice in the dinner plate if we would have seen the child dying of starvation in the East African village.

·        Nobody would have made even an attempt to Eve tease a girl if the video clip would had been broadcasted in which Electric shock chair was first tested on the Rape criminal to deliver the judgement.

·        The chicken or the lamb in the plate wouldn’t be as easy to finish if the eater seen the dying process of his food.

·        Freedom is loved by everybody. And it’s not too uncommon that how we misuse it. Having seen the Hitler’s gas chambers and the death procedure would have made us very conscious on how to use our freedom.

It might be too pessimistic or downbeat thinking but it gave me a new realm of thinking.... which is worth to ponder over....

Rahul shonak

A morning to remember

Bling Bling Bling..... Snooze ......


Bling Bling Bling..... Snooze ......

Wooh.. its 6.30AM. No options left .. I have to leave bed for good. Got my sleepy head out of the window .... and today It's the Mumbai shows up no less than Shimla. Wohoo..

It was morning showery show with the mist covered all around high rise buildings. People say that beauty lies in beholders eyes.. Well, it wasn't the case this morning. The God had put his best for his kiddos to enjoy this beautiful weather.

What could have been more appropriate to start my day with black tea and some unfinished books by my pillow. Irrespective of how much we enjoy the time... the clock always run faster than the inflation. So with no option left... I had to get ready to have my head on to the office.

In a view of angle of depression from my 14th floor windowpane .... I saw a couple enjoying swimming in the middle of rain. I can imagine how that top of the world time they must be having. This is the mid of the June... and paradoxically I had to put the geezer On ...to have deep indulgence in water.

Belted up the jeans, Tees on the shoulder and here I start my stride to the office. Guard gave a usual pasted smile to me as soon I got out of lift. No offence. The moment I got out of my building compound, I figured out that my march was as conservative as a sixteen year old girl. Just tried to remain as less wet as it possible. Though the car driver passersby tried to do exactly opposite. By the time I hit the main entrance of my work temple, I can felt the puddles running down under the socks by my ankle.

Passed through cafeteria where I had the fantastic Frankie last eve with the beautiful bunch of people around me. Crossed the assembly line where workmen were giving homage in front of in-house temple. Looked into the eyes of god and I said, make this day best out of it.

Punched in ... struggled to win over my heart and to say good bye to the morning. Walked through aisles, had a Déjà vu. Switched on my machine and...... Started writing about this diminutive and nice memory.

Rahul Shonak

Literature Class apart

Got my self in the net of literature this time and found a marvelous piece of work By Satinder Sartaj. It would be unfair and inappropriate for him if you stop yourself from listening the song (Ishqe layi Kurbaniyan) after reading the gorgeous lyrics here.


की हुन गल सुनियाए शीरी ते फरहादा दी, डाडे ओखे पर्बत पार के नीर वगाने
करके अंक्ख मटक्के इश्क लडौने सौखे ने, हुंदी मुश्किल ऐ जद पैंदे तोड़ निभाने

हुन नी करदा कोई इश्क लई कुरबानिया, पेलां वफादार सी अज दे आशिक स्याने
हुन नी करदा कोई इश्क लई कुरबानिया, पेलां वफादार सी अज दे आशिक स्याने

बारा साल चरैयाँ मजिया रांझे चाक ने, अज-कल रांझे बन गए एस उमर दे न्याने
जी हुन नी करदा कोई इश्क लई कुरबानिया, पेलां वफादार सी अज दे आशिक स्याने

इश्क इबादत सी जद यार खुदा सी उस वेले, दीन इमान ओदो सी करके कौल पुगाने
इश्क इबादत सी जद यार खुदा सी उस वेले, दीन इमान ओदो सी करके कौल पुगाने
पर हुन विकदे रब्ब बज्जारी सस्ते भा लगदे, कैसी बणी इबादत रब दी ओही जाणे
जी हुन नी करदा कोई इश्क लई कुरबानिया, पेलां वफादार सी अज दे आशिक स्याने

पाक मोहोबत पहलां दिल मिलियाँ दे सौदे सी, हुण ता सोच समझ के बुन दे ताने-बाने
पाक मोहोबत पहलां दिल मिलियाँ दे सौदे सी, हुण ता सोच समझ के बुन दे ताने-बाने
अखियाँ मीच के हुण कोई षाल चन्हा विच मारे ना, बस चुप करके मन लेंदे ने रब दे भाणे
जी हुन नी करदा कोई इश्क लई कुरबानिया, पेलां वफादार सी अज दे आशिक स्याने

कोई नी लड़के मरदा अज-कल वंगर मिर्जे दे, पल विच करण किनारा बन के बीबे राणे
कोई नी लड़के मरदा अज-कल वंगर मिर्जे दे, पल विच करण किनारा बन के बीबे राणे
अखियाँ यार दियां विच नशा किसे नु लबदा नई, हुण तां सौ जांदे ने बोतल रख सराने

जी हुन नी करदा कोई इश्क लई कुरबानिया............................

अखीं देख के दुखड़ा ईक व़ी हंजु गिरदा नई, हुण तां हस्दे-हस्दे जांदे लोक मकाने
अखीं देख के दुखड़ा ईक व़ी हंजु गिरदा नई, हुण तां हस्दे-हस्दे जांदे लोक मकाने
जे कोई वांग SATINDER गल करे जज्बाता दी, ओहनू केंदे एहदी है नी अक्कल तिक्काने
जी हुन नी करदा कोई इश्क लई कुरबानिया, पेलां वफादार सी अज दे आशिक स्याने
बारा साल चरैयाँ मजिया रांझे चाक ने, अज-कल रांझे बन गए मेरे वर गे न्याने
जी हुन नी करदा कोई इश्क लई कुरबानिया, पेलां वफादार सी अज दे आशिक स्याने

Act of persuasion

The Exchange of words between the Boxing commission panellist and Rocky Balboa. This is something I call Act of persuasion. He gets the First class Boxing licence at his 50's.

"Rocky: Yo, Don’t I got some right?
Panellist: What rights do you think you are referring to?
Rocky: Rights, like in that official piece of paper. That they wrote down on the streets there
Panellist: That’s the bill of rights.
Rocky: Yeah, Yeah, the bill of right.
Rocky: Don’t it say something about going after what makes you happy?
Panellist: No, That’s the pursuit of happiness. But, what’s your point?
Rocky: My point is I’m pursuing something and nobody looks too happy about it.
Panellist: But we're just looking out for your interest.
Rocky: I appreciate that, but maybe you're looking out for your interests just a little bit more.
Rocky: I mean, you shouldn't been asking people to come down here and pay the freight on something they paid, it still ain't good enough, I mean, you think that's right?
Rocky: I mean, maybe you're doing your job, but why you gotta stop me from doing mine?
Rocky: Cause if you're willing to go through all the battling, you got to go through to get where you want to get, who’s got the right to stop you?
Rocky: I mean, maybe some of you guys got something you never fill in, something you really wanna do, something you never said to somebody, something!
Rocky: And you're told "No", even after you have paid your dues.
Rocky: Who's got the right to tell you that? Who? Nobody!
Rocky: It's your right to listen to your gut, it ain't nobody's right to say no. After you earn the right to be what you wanna be, and do what you wanna do!


Rocky: You know, the older I get, the more things I gotta leave behind, that's life.
Rocky: The only thing I'm asking you guys is to leave on the table... ...is what's right."

Negative Marketing

The Things starts with small issues... Converts into Competition... Ended into the sparks of ...Negative Marketing


What is negative marketing?
Negative marketing involves making other companies who are your competition look bad. This is a ploy used in order to make your product look better than theirs in the eyes of the consumer. While some people may find this to be unfair or unethical it is a marketing strategy used all the time. Why? Because it gets attention and it really seems to work.

In the world of advertising, this type of marketing is aggressive. Yet they term it as comparative marketing instead of negative marketing. That way they aren't labeled as trying to sabotage the business of someone else. In order for negative marketing to work though you must has a company name that consumers have grown to trust. If you don't appear to be credible they aren't going to listen to what you have to say.



Effects of negative marketing
for the one who initiates negative marketing
Research has shown that the information offered with negative marketing tends to remain with the consumer for a very long time. They won't easily forget the message they have received from you. They really get the consumer to explore their emotions about the information they have been given. It is this type of response that gets results for the advertiser and increases sales.

If the advertiser goes about it the right way, negative marketing can prove to be extremely powerful. They will capture the attention of the reader and they will be able to get an edge over the competition. With hard economic times right now many businesses consider to use those methods of advertising that are going to generate sales for them.



for the competitors
You can be sure the company on the flip side of the advertisement isn't going to be very happy though. They have worked hard to get their product recognized in a positive way. They aren't going to like having their product name associated with negative marketing methods. It can cost them a great deal of money in the long run.

The effects that negative advertising can have on those companies is unbelievable. Millions of people use the internet each day to search for various products. When it is the negative aspects of a given product that find their way to the top of the search engine rankings – f.e. caused through negative SEO (negative searchengine marketing) initiated by their competitor (we will inform later about negative SEO en detail) – you can imagine the negative impact on their sales. Consumers will shy away from such products for a very long time.



Source : http://negativemarketing.com/

The Word called Irony

"The Whole new series of ..." (Contains all old videos),
"Introducing New Product" (Contains old product's DNA.... Just a face-lift)
"Don't Worry ... Everything is happening for Good of yours" (Mind it .... this would be the worst time you might be seeing in your life).

What I know is that .... World is full of Irony.
Whatever is happening ........ No.....its not.
Whatever is there you see......No ....its not.

So what is it..........

Is it a game show, a program, or a Drama ... which will end.... when our life will ends.


To cut short this crap.....


What I figured out ...... till now in my life.......

Take whatever you got..... Leave whatever you didn't.
Thats easy... easy for us to understand...... understand the little part of the complex thing called LIFE.

A Sunday morning walk

Probably this is my first Sunday morning walk since 1000 B.C or something.... I don't remember, I wake up so early to have a Morning walk that too on Sunday.

So I mulled over to write a terse on My One of its kind experience .. which is the outcome of the embattle of my Mind Vs. my will, which in turn have divergent opinion.

My stride starts with couple of detour in one of the exquisite park in New Delhi. Not to mention, Its October end & slight foggy mornings are best to tag Delhi as one of the best place on earth.

As famously said that the brain is the laziest organ of our body, well I say that it is the most diligent organ when it come to give critics. To start with .... old thought came, we the Delhiets are the treacherous & meretricious people, who have pride to ruin each & every public property witch in turn coming out in the form of bits & pieces from our sweet & dear netas.

Anyway, I overcame my mind & focussed on my Walk. The quacks of ducks, latent cricketers & footballers, Some eye catchers, tummy holders on their mission impossible 2 & 3 were my mates on the ground. All & all I would say that ....... once you get out of college life, starts demolishing your social life under the banner of Creepy Corporate, you should come out & see ... yes the world is still there, which we were part of. Atleast in a year, two years .... What so ever is possible.

Its is roughly 30% of feeling that .... Yes. I found my legs, I decided to call for the day. The Finishing touch was required & hence did the splendid job by the song ... from probably mid 1980's " Hawa Hawa e hawa, khushbu luta de, kaha khuli, han khuli ... julf bata de."

This morning has somehow managed to store itself in a corner of my mind, to cherish the wonderful time I have in my city, Delhi ... Dilli.

Rahul shonak

Though its the 12tn in the row, but still I cant hands on the emotion comes during the write up. I was talking to big ........ Which is swimming in its own pool, own emtions, own feeling. Doesn't care about the outcome, reactions and the resultants.


Speaking and coveying is right but I feel that we are solely responsible of our own world and vicinity. what I welcome is the submissiveness and happieness which comes automatically, without any pressure.


RAHUL SHONAK

Following ...no no actually grasping people mind making me annoyed that by the growing age, why people start thinking that the boundary is getting build near them. They loose thier confidence, positivity and everything which gives them in return apart from money.

Is this generation Gap, which all people talks about or is it the signs of ageing. The more away from your student life you are, the more PRACTICLE you think. All decisions are getting influence by M factor. Do...that which wont hurt your pocket. Why....Cant we get enough freedom which can keep away that M factor away from our decisions. We all started our career with a vision to be nice human being(Atleast some of us)...to become a better person........but arn't we only worry about our paycheques.........


Well I need to do something.......which will not be just something but more than anything. I will ..... Dont know till what extent ...but I will make it happen.

Today i am recalling a story, which i used to read in my school book.
In which the life story of a baby bird was there. In all, it was neuclearisation of things. The bird thinks one moment that thats it, this is the end, but not. The things will keep on adding...the people, problems, everything.
True. Very true.

Hi all,



Since from prior year, this year also follow the suite, i will write feelings, Emotions, Moments. Do you know!



Coz this is the world of RAHUL SHONAK.(doston ka dost, Dushmano ka dushman :-) )



OK. To starts with. Its been long time form past i didn't write here. The last was in June.....So its much long time, a lot of things gone good bad, great, worst ....everything.



It was late July when i purchased the sky fare, air ticket just for the sake of reaching Delhi and giving a chance to prepare for a subject, which i never even seen, throughout my life. It was accounting. And you guessed it right. I had a fantastic sleep after 2 hours of lecture form my sis. Although i proved my self again after the win of July 06 war of mine. I bagged all 5 subjects. Good work done by me. After that 1 week holidays was the gift for my hard worship. It was ..i think 16th of August when i left for Chennai(And i think this was the last time for that clumsy train travel to chennai) .





It was a great evening, we(me and my friend zafar) were waiting for our result of 1 very long of workmanship. You guys wont even imagined, about that moment, when i got that letter. It takes the 1 day for me to find the Next option to go. And that's what i did. I left to Hoshiyarpur. and 2 days after a filed for the independence form Chennai. I still don't know whether that was the right or wrong move for me. But what i know that I'll make it right . But one thing is for sure that it was life changing experience. On one side i was about to leave the people, who were my very good friends, Mentor, seniors, juniors & all, who think that Rahul shonak is the guy who will do something one day. And on the other side i was about to join the bunch of the people.....no these are not people......these are the animals like Buffalo, monkey and all stuff. These guys are those bull shit who knows nothing of the world .....but still manages to told me that I am dumb. Can you imagine that these type of people also exist in the world. But there are also some very nice guys i met, but I'll talk on that thing later.





Well it over a month to spent in Chennai before going back to north. ......I for got to introduce here govind, which joins us(me gupta ji and adi) in our hub. AND IT WAS THE FUN. I cant forgot that my last month in Chennai. We enjoyed the hell.......literally the hell. Those beers in the evening, omlettes in the moring, bread and nutella whole day, movies in the nights and beach walks till 3 a.m to follow, and going office at 12Noon in the the first shift(witch starts form 06:30 in the morning). We enjoyed man .......we enjoyed. And it waas one more element entered in chennai for two days......Its ravi oyee.........then again same story. Nach gaana daroo aur masti. iske alava kuch tha hi nahi karne ko.



My grat mentor Kailash jat advised me not to mitti palith my reputation. Par ham sunne walo me se the kya. Then it was the time to say good bye to the chennai life(Perhaps i say that it was the one of thr most memorable and most shining days of my life). It was 22nd Sep, when my team given me a warm good bye treat , cant forget that day. But life moves on .....so am I.

God..............what is going on...One day is fantastic and the next is more than pathetic...
It seems that Today was worst day in last one year. I am giving blood to my career but getting only the dried stains out of it. Hardly seeing any thing getting right.
Feels like I should say "Screw you Creepos". What the hell is happening around. Not able to concentrate..........i dont know, whom to talk to get the things back on track. May be it is the time, I should talk to myself.
I believe God has to listen us sometime.......Which inturn he do. But he also takes some time. There might be possibility that he wants us to realize the misktakes we do Day-in & Day-out. Probably I should take some deep breath and have a Good night sleep and try to remain on the positive side.
Clock gonna revolve in sometime.. For sure.
Rahul shonak

Hey all,


Already may has passed..................So what ...... fighting with tough times. Yes boss........The coin has the both side...........now its not on my side. But ..........this is life and I have to struggle ...........



Your Favorite fighter........
Rahul shonak

Its 19th Of March 08,

And its been One year to be here in the Hell........................Yes. I have completed and let us say its a achievement to be alive on this piece of ground..............

Any way, you can congrats me on this big thing .............Only god know, when i'll be free from here.

With Hope alives,

Rahul shonak