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		<title>Once again Nostalgic !</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2012 05:01:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Pankaj</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[There are times when you feel nostalgic. There can be many reasons for the same like looking back at old Photographs and thinking how stupid you look at that time or just talking with your friends whom you have not talked since ages. But the worst Nostalgia is one in which you don’t have any [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There are times when you feel nostalgic. There can be many reasons for the same like looking back at old Photographs and thinking how stupid you look at that time or just talking with your friends whom you have not talked since ages. But the worst Nostalgia is one in which you don’t have any special reason. You just realize that you have grown up, your whole life flashes in front of your eyes. There were things that happened in your life that makes you feel happy or sad and a random thought comes in your mind that you are not going to live that time again. The thing that makes me feel sad or better said nostalgic is the fact that I’ve become a mere parasite of this Technology. I can’t imagine my life without a Mobile Phone, a Laptop, Internet or my Bike. Yesterday, there was a power cut in my building. Perhaps, it was the first power cut since I’ve been to Pune. It was 2:00 AM of night and the whole world turns into darkness, I was feeling helpless and suffocated. I was feeling <a href="http://pankajscribbles.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/zen_childhood.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-653" title="zen_childhood" src="http://pankajscribbles.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/zen_childhood-232x300.jpg" alt="" width="232" height="300" /></a>warmth in the summer wind and my body perspired after ages. There was just one thought that was running in my mind, Am I become the mere Parasite of this Technology, and if yes, since when??</p>
<p>Then flash a time before my eyelids, when we don’t have inverter or generator at home. Me and my brother used to study in lamp’s light. My Father used to fill kerosene oil in its body portion during day time. But, Alas! I can’t recall the last time I saw that instrument. I just remember when it was my Brother’s board exam and we brought emergency light at our home. We used to charge it during day time and when there was power cut in the evening, my mother used it sparingly.  Yes, the best thing that gives me immense pleasure and peace is me and my brother topped in our district studying in that Emergency light.  But, it’s after ages that I realized that there used to exist things like Emergency rod and Lamps in this world.</p>
<p>I still remember those summer night, when we used to play ‘<em>chupam chupai</em>’ when we had a power cut. We used to sleep at our terrace and gazing at stars give me immense pleasure. I used to play game of identifying shapes of different animals by connecting the stars with my brother. I never point in sky when I saw something bright supposing the fact that that bright thing was some ghost and if I point towards it he came to know that I watched him and he would kill me.  The stars are still the same and daily I see bright objects in sky. But neither I’m able to identify different shapes nor gazing at them gives me any pleasure. The best thing about those summer nights when there was power cut I start weeping and my Father woke up.  He used to fan over till the time sleep honored me from its presence. That was the most peaceful sleep.  I didn’t see that fan since ages. Nature has not changed, nor the stars, they are still at same place, brightening with same flash. The winds still blow with same speed. But why this difference then? Because, Its only me who has changed and I realized this fact when some wind from past brings that feeling to me.</p>
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		<title>Been Masochist &#8211; II</title>
		<link>http://pankajscribbles.com/2012/03/been-masochist-ii/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Mar 2012 14:41:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Pankaj</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Personal]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Philosophy]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Masochist]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Perhaps it’s a long day for me. Its 8:00 Clock and I’m still in my office. Wondering, thinking and introspecting. There is feeling of losing something, something that even I don’t know. The corridor appears empty, my cubicle appears vacant, and all souls who used to work in day shift have left for their home. [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Perhaps it’s a long day for me. Its 8:00 Clock and I’m still in my office. Wondering, thinking and introspecting. There is feeling of losing something, something that even I don’t know. The corridor appears empty, my cubicle appears vacant, and all souls who used to work in day shift have left for their home. Standing on the 6<sup>th</sup> Floor and beholding the exquisite look of Infosys Campus is not giving me any inner peace and pleasure. The wind though blowing hard is unable to vaporize the tiny water drops of water on my face. There was a smell of strangeness and unfamiliarity in everything that I feel and is visible to me. There is just one question in my mind, what has gone so wrong that I’m feeling helpless and suffocated ? Why I’m feeling gloomy when everything that surrounds me making a perfectly perfect sense. The conclusion that I derived is some stupid trivial reasons for which I’m worried. The fact is the problem resides in me so is its solution.</p>
<p>Before this very day, I assume that I’m the person who holds my destiny. My future is perfectly in my control and I can change the things in my life in the way I want. But Alas! I was wrong. There are always things in our life that we can’t change; no matter how much we want to change them.</p>
<p>Peeping over last 6 months, I found huge transformation in ME. <a href="http://pankajscribbles.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/03/Masochist.jpg"><img class="alignright size-full wp-image-643" title="Masochist" src="http://pankajscribbles.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/03/Masochist.jpg" alt="" width="213" height="320" /></a>Transformation from a disciplined to a Haphazard person. Transformation from a writer to a person who hasn’t updated his blog from past 5-6 months. Transformation from a person who had ambitions, desires, dreams and fantasies to the one who has not. As it seems I have narrow down my world. No LAN Gaming, No guitar, No Cricket, No Gyming and at worst no writing. These are the small activities which make my little world colorful. As It seems I have lost my originality. I remember when I used to introduce myself as a blooming writer, a passionate Age of Empires player and a desperate MBA aspirant everything gone. No dreams, no ambitions and no aspirations.</p>
<p>If one day someone asks me what’s the biggest dream of your life, then the simple answer is I don’t want to die like million others who surround me. I don’t want to get burn, I want to get bury and that too in the hearts of people. But Alas! What I’m doing. I need to re-waken myself and avoid getting distracted by temporary things that surrounds me. I know desires and dreams have no end and those who are reading this may consider me an emotional fool but whatever it is I just want the Phoenix to rise again from ash and rebuild itself. I don’t know how to end this post of mine on pessimism but I just wish one day I read this all and smile thinking one day I had written this piece of Paper, till then Goodbye.</p>
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		<title>Dussehra: Victory of good over bad..!</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Oct 2011 06:59:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Pankaj</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Things always exist in pair, If there is Love in this world then there is Hatred.  If there is Happiness there is Sadness, If there are friends there are enemies and if there is Good there is bad. When I was in class II or III, I used to write essay on Dussehra. There were [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Things always exist in pair, If there is Love in this world then there is Hatred.  If there is Happiness there is Sadness, If there are friends there are enemies and if there is Good there is bad. When I was in class II or III, I used to write essay on Dussehra. There were 10 points which my Mom pronounces one by one and then I had to repeat them. Since then I get to know a lot about this festival, there is a long history in Indian mythology associated with this festival. But for me it had different importance. It was the day when I along with my Brother wore new clothes and went to market fare with my Father. We both bought bow and arrow. Then there was battle of Ram and Ravana at our home, with my Brother as<a href="http://pankajscribbles.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/Ramayan.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-637" title="Ram and Ravan" src="http://pankajscribbles.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/Ramayan-300x220.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="220" /></a> Ram half of the time and I as Ram for remaining half. We used to stand on two chairs and wish that our arrows do head on head collision as we saw on serials but that was not possible. Since then time changes but that feeling still stays.</p>
<p>Dussehra teach us so many things, nothing in this world is truly bad or truly good. Their exists mixture of everything. Ravana who was considered a villain was in fact a devout disciple of lord Shiva, a great scholar, a capable ruler and a maestro of Veena. He had his apologists and stauch devotees within the Hindu tradition, some of whom believe that his description as a ten headed person is a reference to possessing a thorough knowledge over the 4 Vedas and 6 Upanishads which made him as powerful as 10 scholars. But the follower of Rama says that his 10 heads were nothing but symptoms of 10 bad habits. Dussehra teach us women is a thing to respect. If you can’t respect a women than no matter how much knowledge or wisdom you have one or another day you’ll lose. Dussehra teach us that the path of goodness is never easy, you have to face challenges, you have to toil a lot but in the end you’ll win.</p>
<p>When I was kid I love to watch Ramayana and since then I was a devotee of Ram and Hanuman. My Grandpa told me that Hanuman is the only God who still stays in this Kalyug and I the son of Science used to have a nonsense debate with him over this. As I considered Hanuman to be the same character as I saw him in TV serials but then as I grow up I realized that there are Philanthrop and there are misanthrop, Philanthrop fight for good and justice and they are hanuman. If we insist on believing a thing than there are 100 reasons for it and if now even then there are 100 reasons.</p>
<p>Dusshera tells us about the victory of Good over bad and insist us to be good in our life. To think for the betterment of Society and the nation in which we live in. To respect humanity and women and to  know that evil has to lose one day. May this Dusshera bring out goodness in life of my every friend.</p>
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		<title>Life is worth living.</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Aug 2011 05:23:45 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Pankaj</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[How it feels when someone has stolen your dream, when it was young and fresh and you were innocent. It seems that we have lost some integral part of our life and the life without that dream is merely a dream !
Peeping back into my life and unfolding previous 18 chapters, I can recall my [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>How it feels when someone has stolen your dream, when it was young and fresh and you were innocent. It seems that we have lost some integral part of our life and the life without that dream is merely a dream !</p>
<p>Peeping back into my life and unfolding previous 18 chapters, I can recall my small dog of fur, that was my best friend. I firmly believe that he was the one who could truly understand my sentiments, my feelings, my language and at best my silence. I used to kick him and I used to hug him but in no case he <a href="http://pankajscribbles.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/4162775638_6ea57d46a4.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-631" title="Pankaj Blog" src="http://pankajscribbles.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/4162775638_6ea57d46a4-225x300.jpg" alt="" width="225" height="300" /></a>show any objection. But every good thing has an end. One day, I returned from my school and found him dead, the fur that constitute him was flying in air and floor. I was paralyzed, as someone had snatched my life from me.  I threw away my bag start weeping and weeping and some more weeping. Had  fought with my Mom. Finally the matter close with deal that I would be provided a replica of previous dog. Since then things come in my life, they become integral part of my life, teach me something, hurt me, give me happiness and one fine sunny day leave me. Every time they leave me I found myself with the belief that I wouldn’t survive and that’s the end of my happiness. But every time time proved me wrong. I survived and that too very brilliantly.  The biggest irony of our life, we never have a idea of our hidden potential. We never know how much strong we are until being strong is the only option we left with.</p>
<p>Everything that took place in our life has its own importance and has its own reasons. At times we are not aware of the facts and reasons but we get them with time. The important thing is we should deal our bad time in the same way we deal good time. Do we really thank God when we are happy? How much of us know the real meaning of life? The fact is everyone we meet in our life is afraid of something, loves something and has lost something. If the thing is not specific to us, than why should we bother about it? The biggest truth of universe is “This time will pass away”, so why worry because of this time.</p>
<p>When we are hurt, when our heart breaks, we feel pain we feel anger and we feel regret, sometimes these emotions cross out their threshold value. But at that time we have to realize that there always exist persons on this universe who love us more than we do love ourlseves. Give yourselves indispensable time and the things will work out because its fact that in the end things will work out. Problems needs nothing just a change in the attitude of mind.</p>
<p>Lastly, the most important thing in life is to live a simple life. A life which rely on moral values and principles. A man of principles is always a happy man.</p>
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		<title>World is a better place to live in, If&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Jul 2011 07:16:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Pankaj</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Peace]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Shakespeare said that “All the world is a stage and all men and women merely players” but what if all the players start performing according to their own wish and change the plot of the play. Surely, the play will get flopped. Same things happen in real world. The God has provided us a beautiful [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Shakespeare said that <em>“All the world is a stage and all men and women merely players”</em> but what if all the players start performing according to their own wish and change the plot of the play. Surely, the play will get flopped. Same things happen in real world. The God has provided us a beautiful role to serve on earth, provided a beautiful world to live in and has provided us everything that is necessary. But we the offspring of Darwin never liked it. In an attempt of perfecting the perfect we lead ourselves to nowhere. Surely, the world where we live is a better place to live in if few things doesn’t exist.</p>
<p><strong>Religion:</strong> Religion is directly or indirectly associated with half of the blood <a href="http://pankajscribbles.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/World-Peace.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-608" title="World Peace" src="http://pankajscribbles.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/World-Peace-225x300.jpg" alt="" width="225" height="300" /></a>that shed on this planet,. Religion never demands blood. Religion is for human good and other assumption, premise, inference or interpretation which denies this fact is far away from reality. If God really wants religion, He must have differentiated human beings in his creation. He should create few human beings with permanent long beard and name them as muslims. He should also create few human beings with a thin <em>chotti</em> running behind from their head and name them as Hindu. As God has not done anything like this, Who are we to do it? 90% of love marriages break up because of this silly reason. If two people wanted to live together than what’s the problem?? Does anyone has the idea how religion evolved and what’s the first religion on this planet? First religion existed even before people were aware of God and that was based on fertility. People were focused on the worship of the great earth Goddess but since then the meaning of religion changes and Religion was largely response to human fear. It was meant to provide a sense of security while living in dangerous environment. Today, the meaning of religion has totally changed. It is the weapon used by political parties to win the election. It is a medicine used by terrorist to change the thinking ability of a student and turn him into a jihadi. The world is surely a better place when brotherhood and philanthropy is the only religion.</p>
<p><strong>Boundaries:</strong> Its really painful when the Home in which we are living in is divided among our brothers and sisters, we are restricted from entering its one or another portion. Same is the case. In our daily prayers we murmur that all human beings are brother and sister, but if they really are ..? Nations are shedding blood for a small piece of land. Thousands of soldiers lost their lives for the protection of these boundaries. Isn’t the dream of utopia becomes reality when there exists only one nation and that too driven by brotherhood. The bad thing is world had been divided with boundaries and the worst thing is its still dividing. When God has not created any boundary then who are we to create one by using rusty iron wires. The fact is boundaries on land creates boundaries in heart, Surely the world is a better place to live in, if their doesn’t exist any boundary.</p>
<p><strong>Politics: </strong>Of all the things that I hate most, I don’t hate anything more badly than politics. There doesn’t exist any place or field which succeeded in escaping from this bloody term. This is the thing which gives birth to Reservation and many other bloody systems  and which deprived many intelligent soul from getting what they deserve. Today your success not only depends upon your skills and talent but also on how good a political player you are. The politics of nation is more of the benefit for those who are running it rather than for whom they are running it. Surely, if there is no politics the world is a better place to live in.</p>
<p><strong>Weapons:</strong> If it seems logical that we are spending a large portion of our economy for the blood shed, when many of us are dying of hunger and famine?? If not then why so much money is spend on weapons..? The only use of weapon is to shed blood. The weapons were invented by man during hunting age for fulfilling his food habits but after it, it is hardly use for this purpose. Surely, if there is no weapon on this planet than crime rate must be negligible, Because weapons are the strength of criminals and half of the crimes is done by the barrel of gun. A single bomb can make a nation a history. How can we kill human beings, If we don’t love them ? Weapons are never necessity and those who are saying it have some flaw in their thinking, The world is better place to live In if the only weapon is love and compassion.</p>
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		<title>Aankhon mein jiske Koi to khwaab hai..!!</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 15 Jul 2011 04:07:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Pankaj</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I don&#8217;t know, why I&#8217;m in so much love with this song, The fact is I&#8217;m mesmerized every time I hear it.
Aankhon mein jiske
Koi to khwaab hai
Khush hai wohi jo
Thoda betaab hai
Zindagi mein koi aarzoo ke jiyein
Phir dekhiye……

Hothon pe jiske
Koi to geet hai
Wo haare bhi to
Uski hi jeet hai
Dil mein jo geet hai
Gun guna lee [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don&#8217;t know, why I&#8217;m in so much love with this <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GS-DkrZBdxA" target="_blank">song</a>, The fact is I&#8217;m mesmerized every time I hear it.</p>
<p><em>Aankhon mein jiske<br />
Koi to khwaab hai<a href="http://pankajscribbles.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/untitled.jpg"><img class="alignright size-full wp-image-597" title="Aankhon mien jiske" src="http://pankajscribbles.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/untitled.jpg" alt="" width="301" height="400" /></a><br />
Khush hai wohi jo<br />
Thoda betaab hai<br />
Zindagi mein koi aarzoo ke jiyein<br />
Phir dekhiye……</em></p>
<p><em><br />
Hothon pe jiske<br />
Koi to geet hai<br />
Wo haare bhi to<br />
Uski hi jeet hai<br />
Dil mein jo geet hai<br />
Gun guna lee jiye<br />
Phir dekhiye…..</em></p>
<p><em>Yaadon mein jiski kisi ka naam hai<br />
Sapno ke jaisi uski har shaam hai<br />
Koi to ho jis se apne dil dijiye<br />
Phir dekhiye….</em></p>
<p><em>Khwaab buniye zara<br />
Geet suniye zara<br />
Phool chuniye zara<br />
Phir dekhiye….</em></p>
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