Thursday, 4 October 2012

Nitesh Raj Singh Parihar




Love is not only made for lovers, It is also for Friends who love each other better than lovers.
          
Nitesh Raj Singh Parihar, voted the  " Best Successful Businessman of the Year 2012"  was all over the news channels giving interviews and telling about his success mantras. It was 17:00 in Vancouver, British, Colombia, Canada. Swati, sipping coffee, sitting on the couch in her living room was surfing channels on television. Suddenly she stops at one of the news channels.

Interviewer: “Here I am sitting next to the man from a small village of India, near Indore, Depalpur to the     Asia’s Best Successful Businessman of the year. The personality needs no further introduction.

Hello Sir! And welcome to our show!”

Nitesh Singh: “Thank You very much for Inviting me.”

Interviewer: “So Mr. Nitesh, how does it feel after receiving such a Prestigious Award ? 

Nitesh Singh: “Well, obviously it feels great to be awarded the best successful entrepreneur all over Asia. I am in one of the best phases of my professional life. At such an early stage of my career, I could not have asked for more. I assure my employees, my customers, shareholders and everyone associated with my company that with their support and hard work I will continue to perform my best and hope soon will become the best not only in Asia but also in whole world.”
Interviewer: “That was so optimistic view! All right sir, tell us something about your entire journey to success.”

Nitesh Singh: “The journey has not been easy for me. Like any other person, there have been many ups and downs in my life too! And I am thankful to my wife who always stood by me in worst to worst situations. I love her! She is the best! And also I have one more good reason to celebrate, my wife is expecting for the second time!” Nitesh’s face was glowing with joy and excitement.
Interviewer: “Ohh many-many Congratulations to you!!!”
 Nitesh Singh: “Thank you so much!”

Interviewer: “Well, this means your wife has been a lucky charm for you!”

Nitesh Singh: “Well it is rightly said that ‘behind every successful man, there is a woman’, and in my case there are 2 women! One of course my wife and another is my Shona!”  (there comes  a smile on Nitesh’s face).

Suddenly a tear rolls down from Swati’s right eye.

Interviewer (surprised and curious): “Shona??? Who is she??”

Nitesh Singh: “Yes Shona! My best friend, my guide, my inspiration! Swati is her real name.”

And the flow of tears increased from Swati’s eyes.

“I am here because of her. She always tried to make me understand small things whether it was related to my studies or family. We were in same class in one of the best B schools in India and best of friends. Unfortunately I have lost contact with her. I don’t know where she is.”

Interviewer: “That was so touchy. We wish you all the very best for your future and hope you get back in contact with your ‘Shona’ soon! Thank You very much for being with us!

This was the self narrated story of Nitesh Raj Singh Parihar, coming exclusively to you from our studios. We will be back after 5 minutes break, keep watching ABC news!”

And Swati switched off the television. Lots of thoughts, feelings and emotions which were hidden inside her for years were coming out in form of tears. Past 10 minutes were enough to push her back in the old memories, when she was just 23 and was doing her Post Graduation along with her best friend Nitesh.

Swati, 28, married to a businessman with 2 children, now living in Vancouver, originally from Indore,  is a very decent girl from a traditional Agarwal family, who respects every relationship, loves her parents and her family. She is a very loyal and trustworthy friend. A very helpful and caring girl.

Nitesh was never sincere about his career, as he was from a well off family and did pretty well in academics too. Nitesh got married 6 months before he joined B school for Post Graduation and was a hard core flirt. He was very handsome and he could managed more than one extra marital affaire at a time.

Nitesh and Swati got along very well. They discussed each and every thing with each other. They were indeed true friends. They spent 2 years with each other sharing every sorrow and happiness together. Their bond was very special. There was one thing that Swati always disliked about Nitesh, his habbit to flirt with girls, as he was married. She tried to make him understand many times but he never used to listen to her seriously.

Last day of the college was approaching, final exams were going. Unlike in every exam this time Swati did not help Nitesh in studies and was ignoring him , his calls and texts.

It was 1 o’ clock in the morning, Swati was studying for the exam to be held the next day. Suddenly, her phone rings, “Nitesh calling…” She got distracted. After 3-4 rings, she finally picked up the phone in agitation.

Swati: “Hello”

Nitesh: “Hi Swati, how are you?”

Swati: “All well”

Nitesh: “What you doing?”

Swati: “Was studying”

Nitesh: “Is everything all right with you?”

Swati: “Yes”

Nitesh: “Then why are you not talking to me properly since few days?”

Swati: “You want me to answer honestly?”

Nitesh: “Yes, go ahead”

Swati: “Ok fine, I will answer you honestly, but before that I will ask you something and you too answer me honestly. Is that ok?”


Nitesh: “Yaa sure! You know Swati, I have never ever lied to you”

Swati: “What is cooking between you and Priya?” (another class mate)

Nitesh: “Well, hey! What has happened to you! Whatever is there between me and 
Priya, let it be, its not affecting our friendship, then why are you bothered?”

Swati: “I cannot believe it is you, who is talking this way! You are a married guy and having an extra marital affaire! You are ditching your wife! For heaven’s sake have some shame!”

Nitesh: “Hey, please, you know very well  that my marriage was all against my wish. I married under my parents’ pressure. I don’t like my wife, she is just an ordinary girl from a village and only college pass out with B.A degree in English Literature. It is a complete mismatch for me!”

Swati (started crying): “I trusted you and thought you will change one day, but you proved me wrong today. Thank you so much and this is the end of our friendship. I cannot support you and don’t want to be your friend anymore. Don’t try to contact me ever! Good Bye!”
And Swati disconnected the call. This was the last conversation between Nitesh and Swati.

Nitesh tried contacting Swati but she never responded and changed her mobile number. Nitesh then decided that he will never call or will never try to contact Swati again.

“A real friend is very hard to find, 
Difficult to leave 
and 
Impossible to forget.”


            Although, Nitesh continued flirting with womens, but somewhere he knew something is wrong. Memories of time spent with Swati, poked him at every stage of his life. Whether he accepts it or not, but he was definitely missing Swati. 


Gradually he stopped flirting with women and got serious about his career. Nitesh joined TCS as a System Administrator. Nitesh was very hard working, but due to heavy recession and downfall in global market, it was becoming hard for Nitesh to work and manage in less pay. As per a survey conducted by, Indian companies are one of the world’s 10 lowest paying employers in IT space.

             One day, Nitesh was very depressed because of his work. His energy, his input and his concentration towards his work were not being rewarded. It was 9 o’ clock in the evening, Renu, Nitesh’s wife was calling him for dinner.


            Renu: “Dinner is ready”


            Nitesh (tensed): “You eat and sleep, I ll eat later”

            Renu (with a worried tone): “What is the matter? I am watching you for so many days, what is bothering you so much?

           Nitesh: “Nothing, you have dinner and sleep”


           Renu (disappointed and looks into his wife, holds Nitesh’s hand and hugs him): “Till now, You never discussed anything with me, Am I that bad that you don’t even consider to share your problems with me? Forget about your joys, atleast share your sorrows with me, I am your wife after all”


            Nitesh’s eyes get filled with guilt. “I am sorry Renu.” And he hugs her back. Over the dinner, Nitesh told Renu everything about his professional mis happenings. Renu also got tensed after listening to Nitesh but at the same time was happy that finally Nitesh started talking and share things with her. She was very relieved.

            Renu: “Can I say something Nitesh?”
            Nitesh: “Of course!”
            Renu: “I have been thinking about this for long, why don’t you start your own business in Depalpur village and take care of dad’s capital of 500 acres land, in spite of getting demotivated at every step in such an adverse global recession?”
            Nitesh was taken by surprise. “That is a good idea!”, his eyes filled with some positive hope. “It is worth giving a thought!”

            After three months, Nitesh left his job and started working on his business. He decided to open a BPO in his village. Renu supported him at every step. He started off quite well. Gradually, with his sharp mind and ability to anticipate risks, he proved successful at every twist and turn of the business. Renu equally helped him and managed the business. Nitesh became a famous businessman over the years.


            In such a busy life Nitesh never forgot Swati. He used to recall how Swati used to make him understand the value of his career and family relationships. Nitesh’s wife was beautiful at heart. Along with supporting Nitesh in his business, she also managed her relations with her in laws so well. She gave equal time to her family and work. Seeing this, Nitesh’s perspective towards his wife changed completely. He started to develop immense respect for her. He started expressing his feelings to his wife. He was in love with Renu. Their relationship started to blossom. After work, they loved spending time with eachother and used to go for long drives.


            One day after work, Nitesh and Renu decided to go for a nice candle light dinner, as it was so long that they did not go out for dinner because of tight working schedule. Renu wore a nice black Nalli saree with an off shoulder blouse for the dinner. “You look gorgeous!” Holding her from back, Nitesh whispered in her ears and kissed her neck and shoulders passionately. Renu got turned on. She turned back to him and held him around his neck, “Really?” she asked Nitesh with a seductive smile and kissed him near his lips. Nitesh holds her tight and pulls her towards him to kiss her. After kissing her for nearly a minute, Renu slightly pushes him back, “aren’t we going for dinner?” and gives a naughty smile. Nitesh smiles back “ohh!! I forgot!” and winks at her.


            Over the dinner, Nitesh kept holding Renu’s hand most of the times and kept on kissing her cheeks whenever he could. After dinner, they went on a long drive. It was an extremely romantic evening for Nitesh and Renu. They kissed in the car too.


            Days passed, everything was working fine. Swati was never out of Nitesh’s mind and heart as well. Nitesh was sitting in his cabin, thinking about her, suddenly, he recalled how she used to scold him for having affairs with different women. Nitesh started feeling guilty about it. He looked at the photo frame kept on his table, it was Renu’s photograph framed inside it. He felt ashamed. He decided to confess everything to her.


            Like any other day after coming back from work, Nitesh and Renu were having dinner together. Nitesh’s behavior seemed quite unusual to Renu. Renu understood that something was wrong. After having their dinner, Renu asked Nitesh to go for a drive.


            Nitesh: “Darling, can we go tomorrow?”


            Renu: “Please baby, I want to go for drive, its been more than three weeks we dint go and also I want to have a ice cream”


          Renu looking at Nitesh with begging eyes “please!!!!”

          Nitesh (smiled): “ok!”
            Nitesh was very tensed. It was 10:30 at night. They stopped at Baskin Robbins and took two chocolate ice creams. They were standing outside their car and were having ice cream. Renu knew something was wrong but dint say anything as she waited for Nitesh to say himself. As they both were done, Renu started getting inside the car. Somehow Nitesh gathered the strength.

           Nitesh: “Renu!!”


            Renu: “yes?”


           Nitesh: “I want to tell you something”


           Renu: “Yes Nitesh, go agead please”


           Nitesh: “I don’t know how you will react to this but I can’t live with this guilt an more!”


           Renu (giving a suspicious look and lowering her voice): “say Nitesh”


            Nitesh: : “I am sorry”

           Renu looked in Nitesh’s eyes as if she knew what he was going to say.

                    “ I am not a good husband, you know after our marriage also, I used to flirt with women and had extra marital affairs too.”


           Renu was quite for few minutes. Suddenly she broke her silence “I knew this before.” Nitesh was stunned. “ I knew everything. One day, you were in bathroom and I thought of going through the inbox of your messages. I read each and every conversation of yours with all the women. It was really very heartbreaking, I could not sleep for nights. I do not blame you, I blame myself.


 I am a woman from a small village, I nowhere stand in front of you in any context” and Renu burst in to tears.


           Nitesh was adversely crestfallen. He got so ashamed of himself. He held Renu tightly and wiped her tears. He kissed her forehead. “ I am so sorry dear, I feel so dejected. You are an anegel. It is because of you, I am what I am today. If you were not with me, I would never ever thought of such a big idea and would never been so successful in life! Stop demotivating and blaming yourself” and Nitesh hugged her as tightly as he could.


           Nothing is more beautiful than a real smile that has struggled through tears. Unplanned moments are indeed always better than the planned ones. It was a moment of emotions. There are some moments in life when all a person needs is a hand to hold and a heart to understand the true feelings.




By Capt Shekhar Gupta
              Maani Sharma [ MBA Aviation ]


» Synopsis

College Campus and Placements is a story of Students of B grade and C grade B School and Engineering Colleges, Management Gurus and HR Managers of many Colleges who are unable to cope due to Global Recession.    This is not a book to teach you how to get a decent well paid Job to live like a Professionals. In fact, it describes how one can become a Successfull Professional even in the time of Global recession with very small changes in life. Also Why abroad trained Students are better Professionals.






















Thursday, 24 May 2012

Simran Kaur Aas NGO


Simran Kaur (24) a vivacious and a happy go lucky girl from Chandigarh is the only child of her parents. Big eyes, fine lips, long hair, slim body structure, 5’5’’ tall and super fair complexion, a typical “Sikhni”  Simran looks so gorgeous, a beauty to die for! She is not only beautiful from outside but also is a wonderful person at heart, always ready to help others whether friends or strangers. 



Simran loves making friends and meeting and interacting with new people through almost all the social sites but ‘Facebook’ is her favorite. Person with a zest for life is fond of travelling and exploring new places. Both of her parents are leading Doctors of the city and she is the lifeline of her parents.

After completing her graduation from Chandigarh Simran moved to New Delhi to pursue M.B.A.  from a B grade B School of Delhi.  It was her final semester running, full of anxiety, hardwork, fear and nervousness. It was another hectic day. After attending five continuous lectures, Simran was tired like hell! Enters her room, changes her uniform and gets freshen up. Dressed in a loose white adidas t-shirt and pink shorts, lying on her bed with headphones in her ears and laptop in her hands, Simran was relaxing herself. She was surfing internet with multiple tabs open, Facebook, Twitter, G-mail, Yahoo, LinkedIn etc. Since a typical Facebook fan, she was first checking her notifications on Facebook. Along with six notifications and two messages there was a ‘Friend Request’ too. She clicked it- A profile picture of a tall, fair and handsome guy with black Aviators, yellow Nike t-shirt and blue denims along with a guitar in his hands, “Rohan Mehra, 3 Mutual Friends, Studied at Delhi University, Works at TCS  Limited, Lives in New Delhi” and she accepted the request. Within five minutes a ping from ‘Rohan Mehra’ flashed on her screen, “hi!” she replied back and a typical conversation started off, “how are you” , “wassup!” , “what do you do” , “where do you put up” and so on. It was a casual 20 minutes conversation.

Final exams were approaching and as usual a season of sleepless nights has begun. Simran was good at academics. She had HR stream with her as she had a keen interest in studying HR. Since her parents were very supportive, they neither restricted her from taking up anything else nor forced her to do something else. It was mid night and the common room of the hostel was full of students sitting with laptops and books. Simran was one of them. It has been almost four hours since she was studying continuously. To take a break she opened her Facebook profile. There were five friends online out of her 445 friends and one of them was Rohan Mehra.

 Rohan- “Hi, awake so late???”


Simran- “Hey! Yup! Exams in d end of this mnth! Was studyin .. thot of takin a break! J u tell wassup ?”

Rohan- “Nm..lyin on bed..it was a tyring day at work..im nt satisfied wid d work.. lukin fr a bettr job..lets c..im searchin..anyways u tell..hw r u duin??”
And again a friendly, yet casual conversation started.  Hobbies, likes, dislikes, favorite movie, song and so on. During this conversation they became more frank and got to know about each other more better. The conversation lasted for some two hours. Both shared some common interests. They were fond of dance, music, watching movies and travelling. Simran loved Chinese food whereas Rohan loved Italian. Rohan was much of a creative person and loved to paint but never thought of taking it as a profession because of family pressures. Days passed and their conversation became more and more open and frank.

Rohan-  “r u single??”

Simran- “yeahh wat abt u??”

Rohan-“ no..bt hw cm such a bful lady does not hav a bf!”

Simram-“waitin fr dat ryt guy!! lol!!”

Rohan- “btw uv got so bful eyes… J”

Simran- “thanx.. J”

Rohan- “wat r u wearing now?”

Simran- “black color shorts with green t-shirt..”

Rohan- “u must b lookin amazing  ;-)”

Simran was enjoying this phase of her life. Daily late night chats were followed by exchange of contact numbers. The written conversations were converted into verbal ones.

Rohan- “Hey hi..what are you doing?”

Simran- “Studies..!! What else!! You tell?”

Rohan- “Lets meet today..what say?”

Simran- “ok..what time and where?

Rohan- “hmm. CafĂ© Coffee Day, CP, 5 p.m?

Simran- “ok done make it 6 have to attend lectures till 5.”

Rohan- “all right see you then.”

Simran got so excited. It was her first Dating with Rohan. She spent all most 2 hours in front of her cupboard deciding what to wear! Finally after trying so many dresses she decided to wear a classy purple color knee length dress she bought from Pantaloons last week end.

Simran reached the venue fifteen minutes late. Rohan was already waiting for her with a bouquet of carnations. Simran got flattered. They hugged each other. Simran was overwhelmed with Rohan’s romantic gesture.

Rohan –“you look gorgeous!”

Simran blushed- “thank you”

The meeting was full of excitement and nervousness. They kept looking at each other and blushed. To make Simran comfortable and to start further conversation Rohan orders two cold coffees and some snacks. After sometime both became comfortable with each other and shared a good round of conversation. They went for a nice romantic walk. While walking Rohan held Simran’s hand. 

Simran got goose bumps all over. She smiled and blushed. Simran held back his hand tight and they walked together towards Simran’s hostel which was just thirty minutes walk from CP. Before leaving, Rohan asked for a kiss from Simran, Simran could not resist and they kissed each other. It was a sweet kiss. Since it was Simran’s first kiss she got little conscious and went. She did not sleep that night and was thinking about Rohan and their meeting throughout the night.

Days passed and the season of anxiety and nervousness called “Placements” was there all over in Simran’s college. Since it was the final semester, many companies were visiting to recruit students. Simran was exited with her first interview in Wipro. Dressed in pink Tommy Hilfigher shirt and black trousers she looked extremely professional. With best wishes from her parents, friends and teachers she entered the interview room. The interview was conducted for some twenty minutes. With a smile on her face she walks out of the room. The results were yet to be announced and Simran was confident.

Next morning the results were out on the notice board. And Simran was only one of the selected candidates due to recession. Simran got surrounded by her friends and peers and flooded with felicitations. She shared her achievement with her parents and Rohan as well. It was one of the best days of her life. There was one more reason for Simran’s happiness as her best friend Nidhi too got placed, but in different company, Infosys. It was a day worth celebrating.  She called Rohan and gave him a Big Treat at Taj. She was so excited whole evening. 

Finally it was the last day of the college and time to bid adieu. The college was full of crying and cheerful faces. With a mixture of emotions on everybody’s face and promise to stay in touch on their lips the friends, peers, classmates, batch mates departed. Agonized Simran carrying the ecstasy for starting a new phase of her life, too moved on.

Simran’s  Shatabdi train to Chandigarh was at 8:30 in evening. It was 11 o’ clock in her clock. She was waiting for Rohan as they had decided to spend the day together. She deposited her baggage in cloak room at the railway station. Simran and Rohan had come so much close to each other in such a short span of time. They shared everything with each other from joys to sorrows, supported each other in all highs and lows of life.

They got a chance to spend quality time with each other. They went for movie followed by lunch. After they were done, Rohan took the advantage of the moment and proposed to Simran. 

Simran’s eyes were filled with spark and love. A tear rolled down from her right eye. She was so pleased and just hugged Rohan as tightly as she could. What a day it was for Simran, full of emotions and drama. Finally it was the time for Simran to move. Simran collected her baggage and boarded the train. Rohan was sitting next to Simran. Both of them had tears in their eyes. Rohan held Simran’s hand. As soon as he held her hand Simran burst into tears. Rohan hugged her and kissed her forehead and tried to make her calm. The train started to move; Rohan left the train. He waved at Simran until she went out of his sight.

Within four hours Simran reached Chandigarh. Her parents were waiting to see the apple of their eyes. As soon as the train stopped Simran jumped out and hugged her parents desperately. Simran had only 20 days with her to stay at home as after 20 days she had to report to the company for joining. The time slipped like sand. It seemed 20 days just flew away in a blink of an eye. Simran was all set with her new set of professional wardrobe which consisted of brands like Tommy Hilfigher, UCB, D&G etc. She was all excited and at the same time nervous too. Standing in front of the mirror with black color Gucci shades on her eyes and giving different poses, her parents entered her room. They hugged her. They were upset as once again their child was moving away from their eyes. “Beta, you are going to start a complete different life all together, that too alone, please take proper care of yourself” and her mother burst into tears.

Simran’s parents also accompanied her to Pune. They bought a flat and a car for her so that she does not face much problem with accommodation and commutation at a new place. A month passed, In spite of heavy Global recession in Software Industry, Simran was performing extra ordinarily well at her job. She had maintained her lifestyle in such a way that she gave ample time to Rohan on phone.

It was 16 August, Simran’s birthday. Simran was flooded with calls and text messages to wish her on such an auspicious day of her life. She turned 23 this year. Simran was fond of surprises. As soon as she entered her work place, her colleagues wished her and had arranged a small surprise party for her. Simran had a good time celebrating with her colleagues. After work she reached her place around 6 o’ clock in the evening. Sitting in a blue Nike skirt teamed up with a black Reebok spaghetti top Simran was relaxing and was surfing TV channels. She seemed uneasy and angry. She had not received any call or text from Rohan yet. Suddenly her doorbell rang. As she opened the door she saw Rohan standing with a huge bouquet of red roses, a bottle of champagne and a gift in his hands along with some luggage. Simran was stunned! “What a pleasant surprise!” and she jumped in his arms. She was on cloud 9!

They hugged and kissed each other. Rohan gave her one more surprise, “honey, I have decided to relocate from Delhi to Pune and have brought my luggage too, I want to stay close to you and search a new job here in Pune itself. I was not getting expected returns too, from my previous job”. “I understand baby, I am so happy that you came here to me, give me some time and I will also try to get a new and a better job for you.” , saying this Simran kissed Rohan’s forehead. They decided to order food from outside and celebrate at home only. They ordered a large size pizza and pasta from Pizza Hut. They enjoyed a lot over the dinner.

Simran started looking at the gifts with enthusiasm that Rohan had brought for her. Red roses were Simran’s favorite. She opened the gift pack. It was a short off shoulder black color one piece. Simran got thrilled. Rohan asked her to wear it. She went inside the Bedroom to change she did not noticed Rohan was standing just behind. As soon as she turn out, she saw the roses were spread all over the bed with dim lights on and Rohan was sitting with two glasses of champagne. Rohan gave her a frisky look “you look damn gorgeous”. Simran blushed, “cheers!”  and they both started having the champagne. It was an extremely romantic moment for both them. Rohan started kissing her hands, face and her back, laying her down on bed, he held her tight from her waist. Rohan’s touch made Simran go weak in her knees. They got aroused and so much intimate that they ended making love to each other.

It was two months since Rohan was sitting idle and searching for job. Rohan was out of money. He started taking money from Simran. Whenever he wanted money, Simran used to deposit it in his bank account. Simran was always there to help him. Finally Simran decided to take help of Nidhi, her best friend from college who got placed as HR manager in Infosys. Nidhi helped her with arranging interview for Rohan and providing a good job profile for him in Infosys and thus Rohan got his dream job. He got so excited with his new job. Simran was so happy and relieved to see Rohan employed.

Couple of months passed, Rohan got so much indulged in his work that he stopped paying much attention towards Simran and started ignoring her. Simran tried various times to talk to him and discuss if anything is bothering him at work, but Rohan kept ignoring her and ended up fighting with her, in fact sometimes abused her both physically and verbally. Simran had no idea about the reason behind this sudden and drastic change in Rohan’s behavior towards her.

One day after coming back from work Simran noticed something unusual in her house. She rushed inside the bedroom and saw Rohan’s empty cupboard. Rohan had left a note that he is calling off the relationship. Simran was taken aback. It was not less than a trauma for her. She had a breakdown. Suddenly all those promise, that love, that care turned fake. She immediately called Rohan but he disconnected the call. She was not able to sleep for nights and kept calling him every day but every time she called him, he used to disconnect her call. She was completely shattered and collapsed. It was Nidhi who was there with Simran to console and take care of her in such a brutal phase of her life. Simran was going out of control; she had started boozing and smoking. She could not concentrate on her work. Her performance graph was going down day by day. Nidhi tried to make her understand so many times but Simran did not listen.

Like another day, Simran reached home after work and was sitting and thinking about Rohan. Suddenly she thought of taking out Rohan’s phone call statement, she had the password to his account and took out the summary of calls. There was a number which was dialed repeatedly every day. Simran thought of calling on that number. She dialed the number, to her surprise it was Rohan’s voice on the other side. She was shocked. She confirmed whether it is him or not. Rohan too recognized her voice and got frustrated, “how dare you call on this number! This is my girlfriend’s number and don’t you dare call again! Just get lost from my life!” he abused her and disconnected the call. Simran’s eyes were flooded with tears. It was becoming difficult for Simran to survive there alone. Her past was haunting her miserably. She decided to quit her job and go back to Chandigarh.

Simran sat idle at home for a month. Her parents also could not see her condition. They used to take her out for shopping and dinner to cheer her up every other day, but Simran was not able to cope up with the situation. One morning Simran was sitting in her room deeply thinking about something, her mother entered the room and sat beside her. “Mom I want to do something for poor and needy children and women. I want to open a NGO so that I can provide them with all the basic needs and amenities and give them a new family and a new life all together”, her mother held her hand and kissed her “that is so nice of you to think this way. I am very pleased with your courageous decision. I am always with you.” Her father was also very happy with his daughter’s generous step.

Simran named her NGO “Aas” meaning ‘Hope’. She started working for her NGO with full dedication. She got herself indulged so much that she was able to overcome her past. Her parents supported her at every step in every possible manner they could. Within a span of two years, her NGO got well established and did outstandingly well. She got new faces in her life. Each and every person in her NGO whether the children or women or the staff became like a family to her. During this course of time she realized it is never the end of anything. Life moves on. There are people in this world in much more worse conditions and still fighting for life. She considered herself fortunate and blessed that she was helping such people.

One day Simran was sitting in her office and was going through the accounts of her NGO. Her mobile phone rang “Nidhi calling…” Simran picked the phone in excitement “Hey Nidhi, how are you?”, Nidhi replied back in anger, “Listen I have got something to tell you, our company is facing trouble due to recession and I have been assigned with the responsibility to fire few staff and I am going to kick Rohan out of the company!”. Simran was shocked “No Nidhi you will not do anything like that please for God’s sake!”. Nidhi was stunned “why the hell are you talking like this? You forgot what he did to you?”, “No Nidhi, I did not forget anything. See whatever happens, happens for the good. Earlier I used regret for everything happened, but not now. I took everything as a part of life. Had it did not happen, I would have not come back home and would have never realized that there are people who are in even more miserable condition and situation and still lead their life with a smile on their face. Leave everything on God; he will give Rohan whatever he deserves and you just leave this matter”. Nidhi understood what Simran said and accorded with her.

Simran still had some feelings for Rohan which she could never kill. She always hoped the best for Rohan. Whatever happened, Simran took it as a lesson of life and moved forward. Her NGO is running successfully and she is happy with her life. She is getting marriage proposals from so many highly educated families, just waiting for the right proposal to click. Let us wish the best for her future and hope she gets what she deserves in life because sometimes what we deserve is much more than what we desire.

edIt is said that the criss-cross lines in our hands hold our destiny, but the sad part is that though they are in our hands, we ourselves do not have any hold on our destiny. 




By Capt Shekhar Gupta
               


  Synopsis
College Campus and Placements is a story of Students of B grade and C grade B School and Engineering Colleges, Management Gurus and HR Managers of many Colleges who are unable to cope due to Global recession.    This is not a book to teach you how to get a decent well paid Job to live like a Professionals. In fact, it describes how one can become a Successfull Professional even in the time of Global recession with very small changes in life. Also Why abroad trained Students are better Professionals.


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Friday, 11 May 2012

Avantika Sachdeva


Mornings at Singapore are beautiful to watch, on a clear day it’s a great feeling to observe the bright yachts, and ships in the bay. The Sun kisses the ships and they glitter like gold. Mornings that are fresh and full of life, unlike those this one was dispirited and dull for Tina. She thought it was because of the hectic schedule the previous day. Though she soon realized it was not so, and was still unable to sort out the reason behind. Tina looked at the wall clock that her grandma gifted; she woke up one hour early today. May be due to the unknown reason that was crawling in her mind and setting her down.  Without spending even a moment she decided to leave the bed.

Margrette- her maid, served her black coffee, lost in her own thoughts without even looking at her she asked for Tea. The maid took no time to understand that something was bothering Tina. She was an old servant of their family from India. It was a regular practice, whenever she missed her family in India or was lost in her old days, she had Tea. Margrette knew this well. A few minutes later the maid came with a cup of hot ginger tea and newspaper. Tina went through the first page but, was in no mood to go through news of national politics or a rapist being sentenced life imprisonment. Rather she stuck up with an advertisement of training institute that claims of delivering enviable number of students who have cracked entrance examination of top institutes in Singapore.

A sigh came out of Tina’s heart. She could now realize what was making her feel that low; it was the all time reason of not being able to complete her education from the top institutes of India and all the humiliation gifted by her flamboyant relatives. The people who reduced their children to beasts of burden with all their individual aspirations over them and did not let them live the lives of their own. Tina shook her head in despair. She rushed to get ready for the office. Sitting in the car, she traveled in the past. How important it was in her family to be a brilliant student, if not then such kids were “good for nothing” and the most “worthless creatures” in the world. Thanks to god her parents always supported and inspired her.

Passing by the fountain in a high rise building where her office was located, she wanted to grab all the serenity and beauty of its interiors, which was decorated by exquisite work of art. She entered her office on 25th floor, walking the isle, greeting employees; she went straight to her cabin. Lisa- Tina’s personal assistant followed. After discussing the day’s schedule, she presented a few documents to be signed; along with HR’s report and forwarded CVs of candidates who have applied for the profile of Chief Software Engineer. 

Checking her mails, notifications, she updated the twitter and facebook status---- “hate blue when ‘the blues’ hit meL”. She was still low spirited, the mood she was carrying since morning. Tina opened the file and went through a CV. They all had graduated from top institutes, were good enough as per qualifications and experience, but lacked the burning spirit. Her eyes then passed through a known name “ Avantika Sachdeva”, she could not hold herself back from literally pulling the paper out of the file.

“I don’t believe this” was her baffled reaction on seeing it. This was none other than Pinki, her distant cousin. A girl who was her portrayed rival, because Tina never considered her to be a competitor, but it was the over excited relatives’ thought. Both belonged to the same age group, were from same society and city and hence, were always talked about together.

Tina still remembers that inconspicuous, geek who was an all time book worm, wearing those thick glasses with head buried in books. On the other hand Tina was a sporty, fun loving and chirpy girl, who was always in her comforts. She never went gaga for her studies, not even the finals. For Pinki it used to be matter of life and death to beg the highest rank. What Tina hated the most were social gatherings where, she was always bombard with—how much she scored in the last exams and weighing them with that of Pinki. It seemed to her, that information was so crucial for them to know as if it were to decide country’s future. These repetitive gestures from relatives made her reluctant from attending those events in future and she gradually restricted her visits to those people and annoying get together.

Tina was never a genius but, what made her teacher’s favorite was the clarity of concepts. Her fundamentals were crystal clear and so were the applications. On the day of their twelfth results she had calls from all distant people, not to applaud her, but to make her realize that she was not a part of ninety plus lot unlike Pinki. Pinki cleared the entrance for Indian Institute of Technology, an engineer’s dream institute in India. Tina had to complete her engineering from a less known one.

Overcoming all the so called past sins, she began her engineering education. She loved the infrastructure, the teaching methods were fine enough; but overall it lacked the practical approach to studies which she personally adored too much. This element made her think that may be this is why people compete and work so hard to enter into some specific institutions of repute. The positive part as a whole was Tina never let her experimentation fortitude die. She participated in numerous workshops, state and even national level project presentations. One such project that she presented in a state level competition was “Software Application to Detect and Monitor Smoking Activities”. The idea which she derived from one of her classmates who despite of having all good qualities was a chain smoker and was loosing on his mental health because of that one bad habit. She was totally against a few practices of youth who, in order to seem ‘cool’ compromised with their health, future and even life at times. She never wanted to change the world and its people, she knew her life was too small for that; but wanted to bring a change to those who have some hope and willing to change. This was probably her first step towards the business idea that she was handling successfully today.

Tina was in her last year of graduation and what started bothering her classmates and she was ‘Recession’. It was a devil for almost all the engineers who graduated that year. Colleges that promised ‘hundred percent’ placements had no answers to their claims. All the promises, allegations seemed fake. They withdrew hands saying companies are cutting down human resources .The future looked gloomy. The people around were back again with bitter comments saying ‘ab to kuch bhi nahi ho sakta’. It was getting difficult for highly knowledgeable and talented candidates from named institutes to get placed, where does the students from a B and C grade college stand? Seeing no hope in near future Tina decided to get into her post graduation, she went for management education for another two years. Completing it she worked for a few companies, the period of recession was yet not over.

Tina had an inclination to experiment and discover different facets of a thing. She felt a businesswoman in her during MBA that was in a dormant state. Tina decided to activate it and started her own software enterprise; the concept was her brain child. It was an innovative thought which germinated while she was getting closer to the world of software. She always had a spirit to contribute something valuable to this world. In the course of which she developed an idea of environment friendly IT solutions. The path was undoubtedly thorny, but determination made her stand out. With passage of time and association with right people at right time she was able to make the best of her knowledge. Gradually she expanded her business both in terms of verticals and geographical areas. Pinki after graduating from IIT worked for top Indian MNCs in software business and also post graduated from IIM.

Tina came out of memories and was curious to know what made Pinki apply for this job even after passing out from a renowned institute, working for leading players in the market and huge take-home. She read the HR’s comments that, the candidate was willing to work with an enterprise with different concepts so that she can return back something to society. Pinki  has had enough exposures on usual projects and for professional growth she wanted to try hands on untouched ideas.

Tina had a great feeling of atonement, she had always been confident of herself, but, could not forget what she had been listening from people around in her earlier days. She successfully rather, brilliantly managed to get out of the poor environment created by her relatives and circumstances by recession. The people who once said, she cannot reach the heights now apprehended her. Today after seeing an academically outstanding candidate like Pinki apply for job in her company, she felt all her sins had been washed. And it was all the result of her determination and personal strength; she never went against the basic thread that wove her. Kept her very innate traits alive and came out as a winner.

Destiny proved her to be right, “it is not the scores that make a person, and rather it is a person who makes the scores”.  Despite of the fact that she could not do exceedingly well in academics she was still the winner of her dreams. Tina was sitting in her cabin with green ambience all over which complemented her business idea. With a wink at statue of Buddha placed in right corner of the room she turned back, could see the limitless horizon and remembers what Microsoft Chief once said-

“I failed in some subjects in exam, but my friend passed in all. Now he is an engineer in Microsoft and I am the owner of Microsoft.” :- Bill Gates.





 
With a victorious smile on face she was sipping ‘Tea’…..





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