Journey from Science to Journalism

Year- 2010 Place- DU: This was the year somewhere around in mid August I was settled down in my college life sitting on the stairs waiting for my friends. Everything was perfect unplanned but yes i thought it was perfect. We all planned to bunk our philosophy lecture. While waiting I started thinking of my future. All sort of questions were startling my mind. "what am i gonna do?" "Is this what destiny planned for me?" "Am i doing enough hard work to achieve any thing",for few this might sound stupid but common i was a science student, I didn't get good marks but at least 74% was not that bad haina? "do i really deserve to be here?"(I am not putting question on the education structure of DU but that Day i realized it was not my cup coffee). I was not the star kid but I knew I had that spark and I couldn't waste that spark.

I just left that college I never looked back (I am happy I didn't).I was sure that I won't be going back but had no clue about the future.I asked myself "what's next jasi?"and then i thought of going for a professional course and started taking entrance exam classes and of course destiny has planned something for me and it was picture perfect i guess :D
 My sir suggested me to fill IP university BJ(MC) form

Year 2013 Place- MBICEM: I am proud BJ(MC) student. My future is planned, my thoughts are processed, my life is still and my ambitions are ready. People do ask me what inspired me to do out of the box thing I  just smile and say it was my destiny which took one year long time to come to me.
Why I don't give second thought to this course... Common I don't have time to think all this stuff I am quite busy in discovering new things. people and my capabilities.
And a place where you can discover yourself you shouldn't give second thought for that place... haina? :)

Another day of struggle

since the day I stepped into my college life one thing was clear that i will be very serious for my studies although that seriousness soon faded  away with the beginning of the process called friendship (i don't regret that at all). First semester was some how very struggling, i hardly had any idea what i wanted to do and nobody was there for me to guide(actually nobody had anyone we all were newcomers) things settled down and i got ample of good friends. This is how second semester passed out in masti, fun, ladhai, pyar tension yeah the most important assignments( i am not considering exams, our assignments are much tougher then our exams... we all know that )
 Here comes first job of my life... VEER ARJUN was the newspaper where i did my internship it may sound common but for me it was first experience that was out from friend zone it.I did lot of struggle from getting internship till completing it not even a single day was easy.
I thought maybe after internship everything will be alright. It had to be i was back with my friends  no more struggles no more worries but it was something i thought but it didn't turnout. Third semester was as tough as my first semester it was maybe because the serious mode was back or maybe because i was looking around, that look was no common, i was looking for opportunities, (it was not me alone me and aashi my friend as well) we were looking for things beyond studies, marks, masti etc etc... every time we tried our hands in something we failed... every trial turned out to be failure. I thank her and my other her  for being there with me in my low points(and u better say thanku to me as well ashi) yeah from third semester till now we both are struggling. I am not mentioning any of great chances we had (hahaha... maybe we didn't have one till now) :D
Jokes apart... There was a reason behind this post. few days back we were thinking of how we struggling for everything. When i say everything i really mean it. From getting up in the morning till begging for sleep. From reaching on time in 1st lecture till waiting for attendance... everything is so hard to complete (it may sound idiotic but its true at least for me). Every single day we all are struggling whether its getting that empty seat in crowded metro (it is a victory in its own, i can feel that happiness :D).
 From getting into college E-magazine till First Frame 2013 we did struggle. through this post people might think how saddened i am with my situation but actually i am  just opposite of it. I am happy being a struggler..  we are happy actually because the success we find after our struggle is something beyond reach without this struggle...
 Happy to be called as struggler :D

If we are the critics then who is the learner

It was 2:30pm in library and I was feeling drowsy because of lack of sleep. It was not the subject to be blamed but was the timings of the lecture and endless sleepless nights thinking about my future goals but the ultimate  result of this didn’t find me any goal but rather took off my attention from the subject known to be backbiter of your fifth semester results.

Anyway, this was something not in context of what I am going to write about in the coming paragraphs.

 Coming to the point one thing that grabbed my attention was a statement said by ma’am, as mentioned earlier I was not in position to retain everything discussed in that lecture so I have no idea why ma’am said that.

“WE ARE CRITICS, NOT LEARNERS”

Hmm… it sounded so interesting to me and when I thought about it I realized that this statement is very true. Yes, we think that we are critics and almost all the time we judge situations rather learning something from them.  This is the main reason of our failure. In my opinion the reason behind failure is that we hardly learn from our previous mistakes, may be its not you but it has happened with me. These words are so powerful that I can relate it with every situation that I am stuck in. We think we have the power to criticize things because it is an easy way to come out of problems but in reality we never lead to a path which helps in learning new ideas, innovations or creativity. Learning can’t happen until we stop and think about our mistakes rather than criticizing people, situations and life.

For instance we know that the government of India is one of the most corrupted bodies in the world and it is in the hands of few powerful politicians. We know this fact very well have we ever tried to bring a change? I am not talking to the handful people involved in bringing social change but I am questioning this to the masses who just criticize the government. J I guess political problem might be vast and out of reach for a college student to handle but what about our assignments that we never complete on time and criticize our college for it, this is totally in our hands but we repeat the same mistakes all this time, Don’t we?

 

So, Thank you ma’am for reminding me that I am learner and not a critic. I don’t have the power to judge anyone or anything until I work hard to bring a change, and if someone criticizes what I am doing I will accept my mistakes, my missteps and correct them because after all I am learner and learners are meant to accept, learn and succeed. Haina?

I'm cherished to be junior of some like them"

In college every junior has this dream of becoming senior one day. I was no different from having this dream but now I wish this dream never came true. The journey so far of being junior was small but beautiful. I had this thought in my mind I cannot be a senior, I don’t want to be a senior. I am cherished to be junior of someone like them. But reality is different and not in my hands.

 They are just not our seniors but my ideals. I don’t have to look out of the college to find my ideal. I have them, I know them, I had shared my college with them, and I had lived with them. They are my seniors they are my ideals, they gave me hope and taught me lessons which are priceless and something which I cannot retrieve from anyone else.

 On the first day of my college I was happy to meet my mates and similarly was very excited to meet my seniors. Slowly I got to know them. Some were known for their talent and some were famous for their notorious and fun loving nature. In every lecture our teachers tell us to be like our seniors, to learn lesson from them. I used to wonder what a big difference can a year old could do that we can’t and I got my answers, a year old seniors can do wonder. The TAKE 12 makers, TECHRIDE beginners, MAGZL makers and yes the most important ever FIRST FRAME 2013 was all possible because of them. With every event which was organised by seniors I saw a new definition of perfection. Whether it was bal mela or alumni meet.

Yes I have witnessed not some but a lot of talented people. Whether it is ANTARIK (the writer & editor), SAHIL AHUJA (the designer), ANKIT GOYALA (the dancer), PRITESH PANDEY or I must say Mr. Google(the most knowledgeable person  ), TANVI DUBE (singer and actor) I was shocked to see her on stage singing English song on our annual day I love u  for that, VENKY SURI (the singer) SAKSHI SHROFF (the writer) ANIRBAN BOSE (the editor) you are the sweetest and decent guy I have ever met in my life... and the list is endless I still remember my first encounter with KSHITIZ KATARIA who waved me hii when I was heading to see canteen,(Thank you  for being so sweet).  LAKSHAY GHAMBIR just opposite to his last name (fun loving guy).

 SANJAY RANA you are “chuparustam” I still wish I could see your poems.  NITESH BHATNAGAR I admire the way u handle things, SHIVAM GUPTA the energy booster, knows each and everything about the college.  MAYURI MUKKER (the designer) and CHITRANSHU BHATNAGAR (the designer) I wish you people could stay a little longer I will miss you. DIVYA KAPOOR and VISHAKHA CHAMAN KAUL you both are cutest of all. SANYAM CHAWLA (the singer) sufi singer lover your voice. DEV SHARMA your funny talks when we were in alumni meet, SACHIN AHUJA I always had this in mind I know you before college

From your scolding’s to sweet little life tips I won’t forget anything and will miss everybody. Now it is farewell time, my eyes are numb and smile is there on my face. Because goodbyes they are meant to be happy not sad. I wish you all the best for future and hope someday I can be like you.

Yes... somehow you are my breath.

It was Saturday morning (the most relaxing day ever because we are busy even
on Sundays completing are pending work) never mind... i was all set to enjoy this
day in a manner which i guess everyone has tried once but the pleasure turned out
to be pain rather. Well the decision was to switch off my phone and cut off myself
from the entire social networking site. I know it sounds terrible and it happened to
me.
Actually the day before my teacher was discussing how she is not using her phone
and that decision had been gainful as she was free from college worries and was
disconnected from all usual tensions. So this is what i did and the result... well I
will come to this but later...
I woke up Saturday morning and immediately switched off my phone, it was 9 a.m.
(full utilization of the holiday, you know late night TV shows and then waking up
late), I did the usual stuff helping mom in cleaning the house, making breakfast
and all but what was excluded that morning was the wish to talk to my friends,
checking whatsapp status (it’s something which i have started few days back).

Time passed by and it was 1 p.m. my hands were all ready to check my
phone, I was getting so eager to switch it on again and waiting to read texts,
whatsapp, hike messages but somehow I restrained myself from doing it. I never
thought that it would be so difficult. I thought of using my laptop to search out
something new but what happened next was a hilarious and shocking as well.
The moment I switched on my laptop and opened the web browser, the URL
that I typed was WWW.facebook.com, although my mind was already preset
to open Google or any other search engine but my actions were completely
opposite to my plan, it was funny and I sat for a minute there laughing on what just
happened and was now complete aware of my addiction towards social networking
sites. At last I did some research work on related to my college assignments but
still I wanted to open facebook so I decided to complete my work faster which I
did because I was not distracted by any facebook status and message tones.
Time was passing very slowly, the situation was getting into my nerves but
somehow I managed and on lunch time, I and mom had all sorts of talk from
fashion to maid problems. It was such a fun to do that I mean after quite long time
I did this, chatting with my mom without nagging my phone screen but it didn't last
long. In between I had hiccups and was all sure that my friends remembering me
(you know, it is said when you have hiccups that means someone is missing you)
i know it’s a myth but at that point of time it was exciting that actually you are
remembered by someone.
Finally I decided to use my phone When it was processing my excitement was on
peak, wanted to read text messages, just like kid explored my phone, my message
box, whatsapp.

The experience I had was way too different than what i’d thought, it’s so difficult
to be away from all connectivity, but at the end of the day Iwas actually at peace.

Giving time to myself, my mom, it was fun and on the other hand I got to realize
that my phone is Oxygen for me (I know it’s not a good sign but I m not the only
one!)
Everything is important I guess from connectivity to giving time to yourself. How
can I forget my phone helps me to keep updated and FB helps me to know what’s
going around in the world. It’s just that we need to manage everything; we should
give time to everything around. Being away from phone helped me sit and think
which we don't usually do. Do we? Addiction should be avoided but total isolation
is a big no.

Isolation around me !!

With the start of third semester we were introduced to our new subjects. Public relation, advertising, video journalism and New media are my new enemies till the final exams hehe... although all four subjects  are interesting as what i need is my brain to do lots and lots of creativity in which i am not good at  :( what strike me to write this blog was New media, i never imagined to read anything related to internet or web after my high school not a even  lesson but it is so surprising that m reading a whole subject on this stuff which is known as NEW MEDIA. according to syllabus it comprises of web browsing, online communication, online services etc.
                yeah back to the point is why am i mentioning new media again and again is because  i observed something very common but still uncommon to me. My mam was discussing the disadvantages of online communication. mam explained us some of the disadvantages like it text based, lot of information is there which confuses us, threads are present and isolation. This was the lesson i learnt that day like every usual lectures, but what made me think about was the word isolation as i was the one also being taken away with this. after my college i went back home, in my way i was so shocked to see isolation around me in metro and buses
             .The situation began when i took my metro from kashmere gate to dilshad garden, it was around 5:30p.m when i board that metro as i was getting bore as i was alone and none of my friends were using whatsapp at dat point of time in short no chit chats,  so i started observing every girl around me just to check out there style sense(i know it is bad manner to stare people that makes them uncomfortable but i had nothing to do at that point of time) apart from there style sense what i observed was most of them had their head down with cellphones in hands and texting it was so shocking i mean an old lady was standing their nobody was bothered to even give some space to that old lady to sit, leave the point of bothering the girls were not even aware that she was standing.
           After exiting from metro station, my brother was standing there right next to scooty, he usually picks me from metro station and wow.. what i saw was i was standing in front of him but still he was indulge in his facebook page or may be messenger or anything  that he was not aware of it. even while driving he was so concerned about his cell and i felt irritated.
  The observing part didn't end up here, the last person i saw to be a victim of isolation was me. yes i was also a part of this thing. i am so into social networking and web browsing that i have cut my self from my neighbours and social surroundings. i can talk to my friend living in abroad but i am so shy to even say hi to one of the girl living next to door, after 7 days i got to know one of my uncle became dad.
          These are some incidents which proved that it is true our excess indulgence in networking is creating isolation around us. some one truly said these words (i dnt know the exact line) a mobile phone has the power to keep you close to your far friends but it can also have power to create gap between your close ones.  I mean m not blaming the social networking sites and all messaging on mobiles are also responsible for this. Everything thing has a positive side and negative side it is up to us how wisely we use it. i mean after this thing i learnt lesson that being in touch with your far ones are important but we have to be aware that it is not costing to our relation with close ones. there is need to cut this isolation and this can only be possible if we balance out both things.

Give Respect Get Respect

In last few days I was busy in my own world that I had hardly notice what happened around the world, that sound stupid naa... How can I ignore the world m living in it?
 It was very hectic and stressful week to deal with. From incomplete assignments to misunderstanding or I should probably use the word “cat fight” with my close friends ... and yeah my first experience to leave the exam hall without answering the questions correctly in my one and half year college life. Hmmm ... now you can possibly relate to my situation,
 well this is a part of life that occurs after every interval in everyone’s life. Ending are happy but that does not mean the whole story will be right?

Well this happened in my world, this was neither interesting nor has anything important that I should share it in the blog. What was interesting is the situation I came across around the world
after my busy schedule i decided to go for shopping with my mom to the near by market when i was returning back. "tjhe sharm nai ate bhudhe umar dkhi apne kya bakwass kar raha hai"i heard this sound and then  i saw a girl literally yelling at an old man who was sitting on wheel chair
 I got so angry with that situation that i felt like scolding that girl but when i inquired i got to know a different angle of the story. 
it was not girl's mistake that old man was abusing her mother just because she was standing in front of him and begging for food and "prasad"
after knowing the exact situation, i felt happy and proud for that girl the way she tackled the situation, the way she stand up for her mother's respect.
from the very beginning we were taught to respect our elderly people no matter how they speak, behave or if even ignore us. at some point it is important to give respect to them as they our elders but do we really give respect to them dil se??
is that true only the  age factor is responsible for giving respect not the behavior??
in my opinion if you give respect you will get respect for sure, maybe i will not say anything just because the age but yes i wont have any good feeling from them either.