Its Valentines Day & I am still Waiting

Its valentines day ,today and I am sitting here in Gorakhpur at my friend,s Vijay's drawing room , hoping that some one will call me ( surely a girl only) , in reality its a very remote thing to happen with me , that's for sure .


From my teenage days only I have bben very wek in terms of dealing with girls , spent most of my schooling in a highly biased coared school , where there were only three to four girls for every sixty boys , so u can just anticipate the amount of intercation we would be having , preferably in 10+2 , i shifted to a new school where the boys and girls and were there n equal no. , it was love at first sight kind of thing there . For boys like us it was like landing to straight Las Vegas from Patna , many love buds matured there , many start ups were met with failure also some even went to the extent of becoming a scandal as well.


Not to mention that mine was as well a bg failure , it went down like a "Heavy Flood Blows down a Small Village" , i was devaststed not because I was rejected but because everyone knew about it and savoured like a "Tikki Chat with Laal Chatni and Extra Dahi" . I became a popcorn topic , the whole event haunted me not only through my school days but even inmy graduation days as well , I was so much traumatized by my first failure that I never mustered enough courage to do any thing related to that .

So today even after 9yrs after that incident I am just waiting for some other call , I dont know weather anyone will really find me suitable enough .

After my first and last failure , in my school days i was left too much baffeled and desperate I always dreamed of saving some sweet nice beautifull chuchi puki from some rouge --ya sure u got it right its like that filmy way , it was all that Hollywood had bestowed on me how some snatcher would snatch a purse , chain , necklace ,tie , pin anything from her then I would like a HERO follow him, BEAT him , PUNCH him and then surely would bring that item to that sweet chuki puki and then it will be another dream.................................................


But those rascals Rouges never gave me a chance , damm it , inspite of the high crime rate of my city where there were more than 40 chain snatches a month I never got a chance to witness it .DAMM IT.


During my graduation in Bangalore , i was very happy I though no isuue if I was not succesfull with tose fair coulour Chukki PUkki of my side < i will surely break even on these South Indians , though they might be klow on complexion but nature wise they are best and will be best life partner truly , I was over excited and was sure to Make It This Time.

Bangalore is best place for making a career , specially for techies its a heaven but surely not a place for a fruststed , rejcetd , dreaming , hoplelss guy like me , my college was 15k.m. away from town and there were only three girls for 60 guys ohh sorry I mean only 3 girls out strength of 60 . I still hoped to make a fortune , i kept trying RobiN Singh while other scored like S. Tendulkar , but i didn't lose hope , beacuse by now i was sorrounded by those who had falied more miserably .

My group of friends , most of them Biharis's only , had a bigger story to narrate about his failure , so in fact rather than getting frustated I was bit more elevated and had more confidence pumped .

My college days was without any failure , as uch there was no succes story as well beacuse I didnt try at all ,I had developed a confidence that i will be able to make a mark any day , Iwould like to and sure I will succed as well , "The Myth Which Was Surely To Be Broken In My Mba ".


I finished my graduation without any story , even my CRASH LANDING STORY of my school days was well publicized here as well , luckily or unluckily the sweet Chukki PUkki on which i was trying in my school days had also got herself admitted in the college near to mine (Why in the hell ,that type of coincidence happened with me ), many of my friends , groupmates , roomates , hostelamtes , gammates , lunchmates ,busmates etc.... had a got a wimp of that CRASH LANDING STORY .
Finally my horror had not ended but just got elongated .


After my Failed Graduation Days , I moved into Post Graduation that here I will be sure to make a mark , but that was my first day and OOOOOOhhhh my God ,so many smart Tweeties .

I started my days with great hope never to mention I started a serious attempt as well , but neverthless i was not to be bowed down by some small failures , I kept trying one after other they all made special palce , but by the time classes picked up speed , shedules became tighter and 'ONCE AGAIN LOVE BUDS BLOSSOMED 'I was left alone , I tried to anylze my failure from all the sides but was not able to find any fault, I applied Pychology, Physiology but was still didn't find a fault .


There after came my second year , aghast with my failure sin first year I was determined to make a mark in second year with juniors rushing in my confidence grew like Uncontroable INFALTION . Finally I saw dim light of hope in one of such Attempt , the new Chukki PUkki was no dought a ................ ( Sorry cant give much details , its sensored) , but something happened and the things was more blown out of way . Rather than some serious tahing would have happened it beacme a more public scandal , and this devastation was much more painfull .


Anyhow I completed my MBA , and was placed to work for a company with hard to find its name and on such hard to get location , finally posted in the central part of India , i.e. Indore . Meanwhile I struck on to my old mba story as well hoping on that , she might feel different for me one day (If she is reading it ,hope u can get an idea of my side of the story) .

My location change gave me another opportunity ( that's what I thought), here I thought I will have the advantage of showcasing myself as the best eligeible bachelor , I had good hopes from my office as well (which was shattered on my first day at office only) .

I started my fresh life with new hopes , but as my traing days got over and I was pushed into grilling taks of getting numbers , I started finding solace of my failures in other excuses , its not that I didnt get opportunity , its only that I was now more accustomed to being alone and waiting rather than have courage to take a bold step.

After two years of my last Campus Days being already over , moving into my life i am still hoping that anoyone of my failures might turn out to be succesfull even Today .

HOPE FOR THE BEST BE READY FOR THE WORST.

City Called Gorakhpur

Its my first visit to Gorakhpur , its been really far cry from what Vishal (a Gorakhpuri but unfortunately my best pal) used to tell . The city is actually very important in term's of population and in many movies it has been distinctly placed like Ishqiya and Sahar (another movie by Arshad Varsi about crime and mafia in Eastern U.P.).

The population of the town has been swelling like anything , due to being most important town in eastern up it has very high importance, but one look at the city at it looks as if the town planners have totally forgotten about the difference between city and village .


Most of the roads are crammed with encroachments , and unmanned traffic , vehicles are less and so are the road's as well , streets are very small and resemble the ones that are in villages , the drainage system are even more primitive than what used to be in Indus Valley Civilization , with no drains , all there is in the name of drainage system are open streams emerging from homes , all are uncovered . so don't bother about the smell or mosquitoes .


The market place and best places all look like same , evrywhere u find most abundent thing that is human , I think in next 5 yrs all that will be left will be small lanes and vehicles there will be hardly any chance they will be used .

But whatever be the negative points the thing is that I am in love with this town , after living for so many days in the metros like Bangalore , Delhi it seems to be respite feels very much like home . The frindly attitude draws an inspirations to do something for which I have come here , i think it's always better to be

A BIG FISH IN A SMALL POND , RATHER THAN A SMALL FISH IN BIG POND.

I Have Left My Job.

Today 13th Feb, I am sitting here with my friend Vijay at his school in Gorakhpur its called BP Public School we are furiously planning things , we are planning about our dream project .

                                  With my best pal Vishal we started a dream about six months back in Bangalore , I had met met vishal during my MBA days , we always used to cudle up together in the college . We always were found togetehr , vishal had actually befriend me to improve his english fluency , which he thought that I was good in ( this is the only thing which he thinks I am good at) . Our friendship matured and grew stronger with time , which is a difficult thing to find.

                                We together worked in our college sales department , where we were encouraged to sell our university education products ( i.e. ICFAI Distance Education Programmes ) through a programme caled Stipendiry Assisgnment Programme . The programme was intended to teach the students of MBA with sales and Marketing s specilaisation to increase his selling skills by selling the organisation's product and in turn earn handsomely through incentives.

                               Anyway coming to my story , after mba i was placed in a NBFC(Magma Fincorp) in Indore , my one half year of grilling , where my sales hungry or no hungry (dialogue from movie Rocket Singh) bosses sonvinced me that this finance industry was no best suited for person like me , I would have been better in some Consultancy or some Research Work (about which I do not Agree) . I duly resigned from my job after 13 months , and came to Delhi , where I easily found a job in Aspiring Minds , an Assesment Company and was transferred to my faviourate city BANGALORE .

                        It was here that I met vishal again and we decided that within a year we will start our own Venture in the filed of education most probably it will be a school , as it had turned out that school was the most profitable business in term's of profitability and investement.

                                       Vishal just kept talking to individuals and kept searching for venues , while I just relaxed and hoped that some opportunity will come to my way , finally vishal stumbled upon one more guy VIJAY DENANTH CHAUHAN sorry his name is Vijay - mba from Symb and work ex of 2yrs in Infosys , preferably of a better race , ok so he had left the job one year back and was already running one small school and was ready to partner with us for a coaching for MBA not school .

                                                                    That was the intialization stage , we three found that we were at least better if not superior of other coaching institiutes that are running in this town ( That fact is still not proved ) , since we had all appeared in CAT , with very dismal reasults.

After that we planned that we all will also work as teacher or faculties to run the institute , that will be the best way to provide quality ( I doubt that this way we will be really able to provide any quality) , ok so the thing is that we all started taking care of one subject and even started taking taking classes for the purpose .

          That was 2 months back while Vijay was involved in taking classes at hi end, Vishal was involved in taking classes at Bangalore Career Forum .