Yudh hi veer ka pramaan hai....

Yudh hi veer ka pramaan hai....

This is a simple line out of a song released recently..so simple yet so intriguing...but still we fail to understand the importance of a war in our lyf... war never always means taking up arms and striking ur opponent with massive strength...War is at present tym is significant of a fight for survival...whether for a rich or a pauper...whether employed or unemployed... One has to fight daily whether at home or workplace..nd if we r not fighting anywhere,we r fighting with ourselves within...

This war has been so very part of our lyf tat we nvr notice ourselves being driven to the verge of even destroying our nd our loved ones peace nd lyf...It drains a lot out of our lyf tat we dont notice sumthing we loose daily...nd tat is our emotional quotient...we have bcum totally mechanical...repressive...nd totally lonely...to such an extent tat evn if we see a smiling face instead of smiling bak we want to shun tat feeling nd go around with our job...i really am not able to recollect in the past 4 months of my lyf how much hav i smiled genuinely...

I really nvr wanted to be the part of this war...but sorry folks..I am a very integral part of it fuelled by my own ambition to be on the top...to be a very successful person...to be a source of envy among my pride of hunters....I have been despised by my own likes...nw i am returning favour...

I dont knw when was the last tym i reached out my hand to help sum1...I really feel sorry for my self when i go to bed thinking hw lonely i am in this world..but every morning i wake up rejuvenated to take on the world nd ofcourse wage the war against my peer....The sorry feeling goes away nd is overtaken y the feeling of competetion...I sound contradictory..as i speak against sumthing i am a part of and which i want to change....

My frends...forgive me when i hurt u...b'cuz m driven by the same fuel of ambition ready to fire up all cylinders as u ppl r...Nothing personal its just business...

Dreams...

Dreams...

My favorite pass time...or I think it will be correct to say it is the favorite pass time of more than half the humanity.They may range from a small toy for a kid to moving up the ladder of corporate life for ppl like me.No matter the size or the audacity of dreams, dreams r plenty.No matter the age or financial status of the person, dreams are plenty.

But how many of us really understand hw mch important is to achieve one's dream?

A few days ago while crossing a busy crossing I saw a beggar looking at a food stall with those teary yet dreamy eyes. While passing by, he begged for alms from me and I showing my so called generosity dropped a Re 1 coin. I saw him turn back to the stall with those same eyes and, might be, dreaming to garner enuf alms to buy himself something to eat.Such a big dream 4 him...but 4 me...just a beggar....

I moved further, and met a frend of mine. He was going thru those mba related journals and I again saw a dreamy pair of eyes.Dreaming of making a mark in this corporate jungle. With a mba degree he aspired to earn a salary which could be a source of envy for many(including me) and buy all the luxuries one could ever imagine in lyf. His dream was some wat in competition with thousands others.Afterall CAT is the most favoured flavor among young turks like us....

I reached ofce nd met my senior colleagues( in short m the junior most member in my project). As was expected, it turned out to be just another hectic day in ofce. There I again saw a very known pair of ambitious eyes.They were dreaming and not only that, they were dreaming big. Standing on 15th floor I was watching my own self in the reflection of glass window. This time they turned out to be MY pair of eyes. Misty, yet clear enuf to see d world. Scared yet audacious enuf to achieve heights nvr touched before. I quickly moved away from the window fearing sum1 may see my ambitious eyes. I feared loathing by my seniors..a junior thinking of making big might not be liked by many...who knows......

I searched a few blogs and read about tireless competition within corporate biggies and ppl dreaming of making to the big league. I thot for a second hw is my dream different from others. Hw can my dream be a hindrance to someone's dream that there is an overall competition between me and my peers?My question was answered by none other than my TL who just said that the moment we start moving northwards, the place to accommodate ppl starts shrinking. So much so that at the zenith there turns out to be the place for only ONE.The Luckiest One.The Smartest One.What ever may be the adjective used , but the place can accommodate only ONE. The answer was so simply put forward that I was taken aback. My TL so fundu..sahi hai.....whatever....

As it turned out, I never ever have aspired to move eastward or westward. My only dream is to move NORTHWARD. There are more than million pairs of eyes each having some or the other dreams to be achieved.Out of those million pairs there are many pairs who are destined to clash with the dreams of my eyes. These eyes are ready to crush my dreams with brutality which may even shame Brute. I wont like my dreams to be crushed. So the only way out is, crush theirs. Their pity dreams.Here I may also sound similarly brutal and shameless but is there really a way out for peaceful co-existence.

There might even be few eyes sharing the same goal as I do. Friendly and pacifying. But far and few. Those comforting eyes seeing whom one relishes the joy of living in these trying times. Those eyes whose intention is to be around u 2 see u grow achieve everything imaginable.Manier times we are lucky to get them right at the start of the journey. Many have to slug out entire life to find those pair of eyes.

But the truth remains the same. Whatever you do, Whatever you achieve, Whatever you try should always be aimed towards achieving ones dream. Be brutal to the hilt cuz no ones going to be sympathetic towards you either.Rather than beg for the survival of ur dreams, let other's dream beg from u for their survival. Beg for their pitiful survival. Go all out in achieving ur dreams. Be ruthless. Afterall they are a part of u. An integral part. Never ever allow any1 make fun of your dreams. Be it personal or professional. I never know wat I am going to do when I achieve my dreams. May be start dreaming sumthing bigger. Or may be pacify someone's dream.Who knows.

After all wat is dream...Khwaab wahi hai jo kabhi sone na de....humesha jaga ke rakhe....jab tak woh pura na ho jaaye....