And so it ends, flying back to delhi from Bombay. Its been a long time I wrote on something. Today, I will write for someone. I met this person for the first time 4 days ago but know since 3.7 months or so. This trip ws dedicated to that person. I am not sure how to put things about this person but I am in love. Totally. Simply coz its madness and craZiness. The trip started on 25th Oct when I boarded a train and since god is never kind to me, he sent an irritating kid in the same compartment and on seat just below mine. I have never seen such an annoying kid ever in my life.
We are randomly crazy people
This time I arrived on time actually. I missed the spot to meet by 5 km and had to locate it back. Lol. As usual! But meeting all the guys is fun. Kriti, Arijit, Sulekha, Vikas, Manoj and few others is amazing. I like the ambiance of the place. The fight is of veg and non-veg. Daaru sab bhula deti hai.. So few buds are my forte today. And as I stood up to get my bud, everyone thought I am gonna perform.
Well! That’s fun but will take time. So from flying to diving we discuss stuff related to business. Meanwhile, vikas found his veg, finally. He got his paneer. … So moving on from that discussion. These guys are real hot shots in their fields and IT guys feels a little off the radar. Well! Doesn’t matter.
So now Sonia along with others is gonna sing for us and Sulekha is super excited coz she is banging tables at the moment. And bijli has no idea what is hapenning. Some talent in the gorgeous women here.
Where men are busy discussion business and women busy in chit chat, I hear kids crying. Y god? Y?! Lol hate crying kids n no idea why ppl bring them at places where they shouldn’t be.
Finally, it comes to an end and I have to leave. So bidding everyone bye and hoping to see you all soon again. Had loads of fun. Love ya kriti and sulekha for their warmth.
Standing on top of the Jaigarh fort along with the Asia’s longest Canon, we three just waited for the sun to go down. It was a peaceful moment and we could see our lives rolling in frames in front of our lives. That instant, time froze, we just looked at each other and realized what we have gone through and how far we have come from. The road trip had been planned instantly and nobody had a clue what it’s going to be except for Ankit who had made a whole list of places to visit and check out. Totally a nerd at heart, he is the youngest of us three.
The journey started when Vibhor called me up at midnight about a trip to Jaipur. Though he is the most humble person I have ever met and I know him since 5th standard, he has been my brother since then. And I was well aware that when he comes to craziness, he is not kidding, so in 2 hours, I packed up my stuff, sat in the car and left for the Pink City.
Now, please do not mix this with the Zindagi Na Milegi Dubara movie. I know there are similarities in both the stories – three friends on a road trip in the midst of adventures. My story is different since we are in India. We do not earn much like they do and nobody got a girl on the trip who rides motorcycle.
The only other similarity is friends bonding together and becoming brothers for life.
Coming back to the main story, we started the journey in total chaos and full of death defying escapades. Ankit, who technically owned the car, forced us into the fact that he knows how to drive; only to realize later on that he has never driven a car on an expressway during the night. Hence, Manesar tak meri and Vibhor ki fatti rahi. On the McDonalds we made a pact that till the journey is complete; Ankit won’t be driving, even if it is his car. Dumbass!!
Before we reached Behror, we picked some cans of beer. You know, just in case Rajasthan gets hotter. To all the kids, pls do not drink and drive. After reaching Amer Fort, we drove to Jaigarh and Nahargarh fort on the top of the mountain. Jaigarh is an amazing and massive fort. When it got less crowded we just sat there on the wall looking at the sun go down. It was peaceful and nostalgia sulked in. The moments we three had shared, places we had gone together and masti we had done together. There was a chaos in that silence though it was soothing to the ears.
After renting a room in the city’s sindhi camp area, beer completed the day followed by dinner. This much silence was enough for one day. The next day, Ankit with his list was awake and ready first and kept yelling on our head for we were late. And so we drove to Galta which is 20 km from Jaipur and houses temple and a pond which believe me is an amazing and unexplored place. Only few tourists and locals visit the place. Then we went to Kanota Dam which is another must visit place. The water is clean and comforting breeze takes you away. This was followed by visiting all the tourist spots in Jaipur which unfortunately I had seen earlier but had to accompany a kid named Ankit. LOL! He is gonna kill me. And oh! We threw away his list in the Kanota Dam ;).
The best moment came the next day when we went to Pushkar (which was nowhere in the plan). There I became friends with a group of backpackers from Israel and South America. (P.S. – The Israeli girl was damn hot ;)). We met a group of sadhus who blessed us with Bhole baba ka prasad. Being hardcore non-smokers, Vibhor and Ankit got drifted in the mood and they had no clue what was happening around them. Ganja does that to you! Do not try this at home. So here it goes, Ankit jumped into the Pushkar’s pond and had to be saved. Vibhor kissed a girl who was also high but they both had no clue about it. Me? I did both. Hehe. Jumped in the pond with the girl and we kissed there. What followed is not spoken anywhere, it is just in our memories. While me and Vibhor were walking back to car, wasted; Ankit came running and passed us in top speed. He had clothes in his hands and to our shock, they weren’t his clothes. As we turned back, we saw people running behind us. What we did? Ran our ass off to the car. Jumped in and allowed Ankit to drive (biggest mistake of our lives). He drove like an mad guy. Michael Schumacher ko heart attack ajata. Anyways, we reached back Jaipur and went dead sleep in our hotel room. Other day, we woke up and we had no clue for half an hour as to why we have clothes in our room that do not belong to us. Damn!! Though we donated all to the beggars outside but jab realize hua ke kya kia Pushkar mein. I think we would have been banned for life.
On way back, I drove nonstop to Delhi except stopping outside Bhangarh Fort for some time. We had high hope of watching some ghosts but we were unlucky.
This trip is most special for us because it was the first time; just three of us went without anyone else to disturb the process of friends turning into Brothers!!
Simple voyage gone berserk!
Think about it!!
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There was a time when we used to get excited going to a post office or waiting for the postman for our telegraph. The world seems to have moved on. Our loving “Taar” will no more be seen and will be moved to archives. When I was born, my father was not in town. He was on his tour and there was no telephone system at our farm house near Nepal border where he had gone so my grand mother had sent him a telegram. Unfortunately, taar reached there while he was on his way back.
But the taar is still with us at home which mentioned that a boy is born. It may not seem important but for my parents, it is a significant piece of paper. And that is how I am attached to it.
Personally speaking, I still feel it shouldn’t be phased out completely. Just like we have old phones (Trring Trring wale) at our homes which are still usable, telegraphy should be preserved. Though, I agree BSNL cannot afford the system and Government as usual won’t help (Common sense) so its better to distribute the machinery to people or auction it so that we can keep it as a token of memories.
In the time when the world is advancing so fast, we do need something old fashioned, just to keep the spirit burning. Anyways! iOS, Android and BB is the new “Taar” and somewhere deep within we are happy with it. Original Taar will surely be missed. Its like the father left and now the sons are fighting over turf.
Just hoping that our lovable “Taar” is never forgotten. Rest in Peace.
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Ok! I am writing this post in extreme hot weather so better read it and comment :p
I though I would go out with friends and have fun but they ditched me so instead I came to New Friends Colony to gorge on some shawarmas of Al-Bake. This shop is my ultimate destination to end the stroke of my hunger since years now. So right now, I am sitting in my car having beer and shawarma in the parking. In the midst, I decided to open up the windows and have some fresh air but alas god is not kind to me or anyone of us.
Despite of the heatwave, few guys and girls are running here and there eating and shopping. Glares on eyes and light clothes is the logo of delhi heat I guess. Two guys smoking beneath the beauty parlor across the road and having a conversation. I was like seriously dude! Smoking in this much heat and just then, their girlfriends came out of the shop. Have fun!
Now! I am full and ready to drive to IHC. The roads right now do not have much traffic but this crossing before Ashram seems to be hell. Been half an hour here now. Common people move your asses!! Right now, my car’s AC muct be cursing me coz its making bad sounds. Hehe! Time for some nimbu pani I guess. Just then I see, lines of hawkers with lemonade, cola, coconuts, etc on the by lanes. These are the angels sent by god to save us from heat. Ok! So all the gods must not be angry with us. But only a handful must be playing a practical joke by burning the earth.
Finally, IHC is here. Hence, signing off for today. Might catch up on way back but can’t say. Go out with care, keep yourself cool. Delhi is anyways short on temper and people are always on hot rod. Hope this heat doesn’t expand it further. Stay safe and be cool…
Think about it…….
Does your child rush from one tuition class to another? Is his school bag bigger than him? Why is the development of the child rated primarily on one scale, namely, academic?
The primary goal of each school is supposed to be the enhancement of the overall personality of each child. School management cannot claim that their aim is to train students to perform well at the examinations as it is politically incorrect to do so and yet, that is precisely what they expect from the students.
Schools need to rethink their goals and objectives. If they believe that their primary objective is the overall development of each child, then why is all study exam-oriented? A change in mindsets is definitely the need of the hour. This would mean that the focus of the teachers and educators should move beyond the next examination. They must be ready to explore new ways of teaching the same subject matter. Making subject matter more interesting to students goes a long way in reducing problems of discipline related to boredom.
A few decades back “The Tuition System” had altogether a different perspective. It was never a thing to be proud of. In fact, it was the thing to be ashamed of. The crème and the average students always paid attention well in the class and could cope up with the syllabus well. But since for the weak student s it was difficult to cope up with the syllabus by just studying in the school so it was mandatory for them to have extra coaching and thereby they were being sent to private tuitions. The school teachers have always been completing the syllabus in the school from that very time so that all could benefit. But only those who could not cope up with the syllabus required an extra dose of teaching.
However, these days the entire concept of “The Tuition System” has changed. An entire new psyche has developed for this system. It has just become a “Trend” in the fabric of education system.
More than education, The private tuitions are being used as the ‘Status Symbol’. The system has rather lost its track and the actual values and purpose has been lost. This system has become almost madness, a disease. These days every child good, bad or very weak all resort to tuition, in almost every subject. In fact, the heights is that the tuitions are being kept in languages also which is a shameful gesture. English is an International language must be known by the kid. Hindi being the National Language should also be well-taught. And the third one is the mother tongue which each child speaks in his/her own family for which tuitions is in vain. But still just because few other kids of the same class are going, parents send their child too. So it turns outta be never-ending cycle.
There is an entire industry now based on giving coaching and tuitions for competitive exams different programs and so on. Be it CAT, AIEEE, IAS, if one wants to target a particular paper, there are probably tons of coaching institutes in India that one can join. Are they really necessary? Can a student crack a nationwide exam by taking these classes?
The answer is not whether one can or one cannot but that these classes have more become such a part and parcel of the education system that not taking them makes one feel perhaps a little less confident than others who undergo them. It’s a mental block! With such great level of competition around and lakhs of students sitting for these exams, perhaps these coaching institutes have become a necessary evil in today’s world.
The positive that these institutes offer is the attention that the student might not find in schools and colleges. Focusing on one paper throughout the year, it channelizes the students focus and helps maintain it. Also approaching a teacher for doubts that pertain to a competitive exam is easier in an institute than rather than school/ college teachers who might not have the energy or the time to provide the same level of attention. The material, extra books and regular exams that are provided and conducted not only helps a student become well prepared but gives him/her that extra boost of confidence. It might not be possible to do this without the extra material and guidance of such institutes.
However there are also negatives with such a reliance on institutes. They might not be financially viable for many; and looking at others who take such classes might cause others to lose confidence. Busy parents rarely get the time to cross check whether the attention and claims that were promised are being successfully delivered or not. Also, dependency on these institutes rises as they become a norm. The amount of time that a student spends in such institutes can be utilized for self-study which becomes more and more difficult as one spends half the day in college/ school and the other half in these classes.
There are ample number of example on both sides of the fulcrum and the debate whether these classes are required or not is difficult to put at rest. However, as of now, these institutes have become a parallel system in themselves. A system that is easy to critique, difficult to ignore.