The Things You Didn't Do

For many months that I have been writing posts and reading other blogger's' posts, I have come to realise that there is immense talent in people when it comes to penning down poetry. I mean, I, in particular, cannot write meaningful poetry no matter how hard I try....and this feeling really made me feel bad sometimes.

So lately, I was so tempted to write my very first version of a poem....this one does not tell about me, or anyone I know, and I want to dedicate this poem, or whatever you call it, to the bloggers whose poetic sense really inspires me, and makes me jealous (Truly)....some of whom are: V, Riversoul, Sameera, Pooja, Anusha, Lena, Anindita, Cinderella and finally Gunj - for she is the reason I started my blog in the first place.

No, this is not another TAG story - this is a mere dedication to the people who write beautiful poetry. I apologise if I forgot to mention any name here, it is certainly not intentional!

My poem is certainly not an original piece of work, it has been inspired from something I read nearly 15 years ago, and so if it sounds familiar, Please Excuse Me!

My poem is called "The Things You Didn't Do", and it goes something like this:

Do you remember the time when I spilled Strawberry Pie all over your favourite car rug?
I thought you would scream at me,
But You Didn't!

Do you remember the time when I wanted to go out, but you said "It would rain", and it did?
I thought you would say, "I told you so",
But You Didn't!

Do you remember the time when I forgot to tell you that the party was formal, and you showed up in casuals?
I thought you would stop talking to me,
But You Didn't!

Do you remember the time when I drove your car into the wall and damaged it?
I thought you would hit me,
But You Didn't!

Do you remember the time when I flirted with other guys just to make you jealous?
I thought you would stop loving me,
But You Didn't!

Yes, there were a lot of things that I thought you would do, but you didn't.
I wanted to tell you about how much I thought about you and cared about you and loved you.
Yes, I wanted to tell you all when you would return from the war,
But You Didn't!

Do You Believe In Miracles?

"Miracle - A marvelous event manifesting a supernatural act of a divine agent"....This is how the dictionary describes the word....but the way I describe it, is somewhat different. I define it as...."Miracle - an event that could change the course of your life". Like most of you....I have always believed that miracles exist, but had never witnessed one. The only thing that made me keep hold of this small little word was my belief, and Hope!

There are times in life when one has to make a choice....it could either be for a small thing, or something huge....but making that choice is often the most difficult thing one has to do. I faced something very similar lately. I know it would sound too bizarre and not worth mentioning for some of you, but for me, it is important - because it has changed the way I think - and the way I believe!

It all began when I was selected in two of the major software companies in India, and making a choice between the two was tough. I was also working in a place where I was having the best time of my life, and so the sadness of leaving it was also prevalent. One of the companies had asked me to join them on 22nd August - which I thought - was too damn close! The other company, better than the first one, had not announced its date for me, and so I was a little dubious as what to do and what not to. And taking the scenario of the present software companies....it wouldn't have been a surprise if they would cancel the appointment. I didn't know what to do....what to think....It was a huge decision for me....and I didn't want it to go wrong!

After thousands of phone calls to the people I trust and believe, I decided to go in for the company calling me on the 22nd August. I got ready, and reached the office. Cell phones were to be switched off, and so I followed the instructions. I sat through some of the induction, but then felt my heart was heavy. I asked for permission to go to the washroom - there, I turned my phone on and made 5 calls - to dad, mom, my brother, and 2 of my good friends. I told the way I was feeling to all one by one....and I was amazed by the way everyone came out with the same response - everyone asked me to run out and skip this company!!!! I again thought for a minute or two....talked to a few other people there....and then....ran out! I didn't know what I was doing....my brain went dead....all I knew was that I was doing exactly as my heart was telling me to do.

After the day ended....I started questioning my decision....I was thinking what if I messed it all up....what if It all just went wrong. I then decided to not regret my decision, and just face the consequences....whatsoever they may be! A week went past, and I was enjoying whatever I was doing....when suddenly I got a call from my best friend, saying that the other company had sent out its date as 29th September! The moment I heard the news, I closed my eyes and whispered "Thank You!". I felt that an angel had forced me to leave the first company the other day....because had I joined it then, I would have been crying right about now!!!! It was a true miracle for me....a miracle - that HAPPENED!

It is not everyday that things work out in your favour - but when they do - you feel that there is someone looking out for you....and you feel good - and energised - and Blessed! And if things do not work out....then it means that you are even more Blessed....because something really good is coming your way very soon. The most important thing one must keep in mind is to never regret your decision....because if you do....you are messing yourself up even more than you already are....Just believe....and things will fall in place automatically!

I now completely believe that miracles happen....so when will you?

Are We Patriotic????

Nationalism - Patriotism - Loyalty....These are mere words....but what lies underneath them is a heavy meaning....a meaning that can take an entire nation to the path of progress and success!

I woke up this morning hoping that my cell phone would have several messages by many wishing me Happy Independence Day....but there were none. I then realised that people didn't take it seriously, and that they weren't Patriotic enough. I went to work in no hopes of celebration whatsoever....Why would a multinational firm care if it was a national holiday in the country where they had a few of their offices? And I was not bothered much too, for it was the reality - people care for themselves alone - and all those country specific talks, and the patriotism crap, and the 'being loyal to the country' wordings were a shear show off, and no one didn't actually care enough.

As soon as I opened the door to my work area, and stepped in....I was taken aback, and all my thoughts about multinational companies - and the people working in them - were shattered into a million pieces. The decor of the foyer made me drop my jaw till my shoulders, for it was a vision I had not expected in a million years! The roof had the Tri-Coloured balloons, all grouped into the sets of three each - specifying the presence of the three colours in our national flag. The roof also had the plastic replicas of the flag itself - hanging down - blessing all the by-walkers underneath!

That was not all - every employee was dressed in an ethnic way - and it was a sight to see....I felt as if I was in a theme party or something....It was an amazing feeling....a feeling you can only get out of patriotism! After my shift, I went to the cafeteria to grab a bite to eat, and the Patriotic fever was on its full swing there as well. The company had organised 'A Free Dinner Buffet' in honour of The 61st Independence Day! People had gathered there to eat - to enjoy - to celebrate....and yes, I was celebrating as well....it was a feeling that could not be resisted - as it grew from within....the most powerful source of all - The Heart!

I returned home with a heavy thought in my mind. People say that we are not patriotic - people say that the nation does not provide any support to them - people say all sort of things....But it is times like these that you feel and realise what your country does for you....and what you should do for your country. Let that feeling of nationalism speak for itself today....let the world know that we are proud of our country....and that we will work hard to make our country proud of us! Yes, we can take our country on the road to progress and success....all we need to do is work hard....and work together! Lets show the world what India is made of - Lets show the world what Indians are made of - Lets show the world the true meaning of Nationalism - Patriotism - and Loyalty!

Happy Independence Day Everyone!

The Perception Game

What is a perception? Is it some knowledge that you gain by seeing something or someone? Or is it your true belief in something? Is the perception almost always true? Or does it, like all other good things, have flaws?

So, I was midst my training session at the company that I started working for, when the trainer said that we should all play the perception game. The game has rules, but is simple. All we need to do is to tell our perception to everyone of what we thought they would be like when we first saw them or met them. It sounded simple enough, and the game began.

Everyone got their turns, and when the ball rolled on to me, I got intimidated. One by one, all of my fellow trainees poured out their perceptions about me....what did they think I would be like when they first saw me. There were people who said really nice things about me, like "I wanted to be friends with him", and "I found him really cool, with a cool accent"....and yes, then came the huge bump on the head...."I thought he was a security guard and not a trainee!"....and I was like, "what the heck!!!!????"

So, it was now my trainer's turn to tell her perception of me....and if you have read my earlier post, you would know that I am really fond of my trainer, and so I was obviously expecting something really cool. But then the bitter truth came out, "I thought you were a typical Punjabi and I did not like you!". I was spell bound....and angry and sad....and I felt as if all the blood rushed into my head....I thought I would explode!

But luckily, she clarified that it was all a perception....and that she was totally wrong! But all this made me wonder....we meet so many people everyday....and we perceive of what they will be like. But when we get to know them, what ever we had perceived them to be is almost never right. Then why do we still do it?

Why can't we simply pass a smile to a disabled rather than turning our faces away in disgust? Why do we set our expectations on someone who seems appealing, and who ends up breaking our trust in any case? Why do we perceive? Why do we go by looks and not by what's inside? Why doesn't someone with a bad appearance deserve a chance to be known and explored? I speak for myself, and I know that I am no different. But that perception game did teach me to pass a smile....to try being nice even to someone whom I think wont be nice.

Let's all give the worthy a chance....lets all pass a smile....lets all play the perception game, and know what really hidden inside!

Happy Perceiving Everyone!

One Night @ The Call Center

 

For Starters, NO, this aint about the book. Sorry if I disappointed you, and am thankful to those who were cheered up by this info! ;)

Anyway, this is about my first night at a call center, an experience I will never forget in my life! So, I recently started working, and I am in the training period, and the shift they gave me was a night shift - 11 PM to 8 AM. A sad timing, I know!

Anyhow, I was up and ready by 9 PM, mine is the first pick up and the last drop by the cab - again sad, I know this too! :D The cab came in and started honking at about 9:15 PM, and soon, I was on the busy roads....making my first "Official" Night Out!

After all the pickups, we reached the office at about 10:15 PM, and I still had like 45 mins before my shift began. Since it was the first day, I didn't know anybody, and I must say this, It gets kinda sad when you are in a new place, and you know no one. But the jolly character that I am, I was soon talking to my fellow trainees, and we decided to check the entire office premises.

We soon reached my favourite place there - the sports room....Not that I am a very sporty person, but the atmosphere was as if it was a night club of some sort - trust me, it really was. Anyway, I, and a few others ended up playing table tennis for some time. Soon it was time for the shift, and we headed to the training room.

Now, I must confess, My trainer is like WOW! I mean, she is amazingly amazing. And the way she speaks her "AMERICAN" accented English, anyone would fall for her....and she is smart as well....and when I say smart, I mean "The Lara Dutta in the Miss Universe pageant" kind of smartness!!!! She started the day by saying that there was a musical event to take place in the cafeteria, and that, if we wanted, we could go see it, and so, the training would start at about 12.

The musical person that I am, I was the first person to enter the cafeteria, and take my seat amongst the audience. I had never seen such an atmosphere in an office, where everyone is enjoying and chilling out, screaming at the top of their lungs, whistling....you get the picture! The show started, and I enjoyed like anything....it was amazing!

Soon I was back in the training room, with my fellow trainees. It was somewhere around 1 AM. The trainer started telling us about how put stress on words, and some stuff like that. The class went on, with sleep coming in and knocking at the doors time and again....but thankfully, our trainer being fun and sweet, always asked if we needed a BREATHER! And of course, thanks to Nestle'  for introducing Nescafe' to our lives....that kicked the sleep out!

We also discussed about our lives, and knowing about everybody in the room was fascinating in itself. I learnt that my trainer preferred working in Night Shifts so that she could spend time with her 6 month old daughter during the day - Now that's the sweetest and the most adorable thing any mother can do - Sacrifice her sleep! But this sacrifice couldn't harm my trainer in anyway....I mean....No dark spots under the eyes....Vibrant skin....and full of life....Why would anyone want to sleep....ever? :D

Soon she gave us an exercise....she asked us to assume that we were 80 years old, and that we had to look back in time, and state what we had gained and what we couldn't. I thought about it really hard, and realised that it was not easy predicting what wasn't there. It was more of an imagination thing going on, but yes, it was mixed with the feelings of what I wanted to gain in the future, and what I will be able to achieve.

I reached home at around 9 AM, my mind still pondering over the last exercise that I did....Will I be able to do what I thought I wanted to by the time I was 80? Will I be able to leave a smile on the faces of the people I am associated with in one way or the other? Will I be able to be Happy? Yes, Life can be so unpredictable, but isn't this unpredictability that makes it even more fun to get up the next day? Doesn't not knowing what is about to happen give us the energy to work even harder to know what is about to come? And doesn't the fact that we don't know what will happen next gives us a chance to dream....and work even harder to make them come true?

Yes, I had learnt what it was like to dream - and to work to get that dream. My one night at the call center taught me that....to never give up....to never loose hope....for it would be soon....that everything would come....right in front of the eyes!

Are You A Superhero?

Ever wondered what it was like to be a super hero? To be actually in a state of possession of those mystical powers that gave you an extra edge over the others - to be in the state of art to do almost anything insanely possible? Well, I don't want to sound too cliche', but provided the kind of movies coming out this summer, one is bound to think this way!

I was lucky enough (or you could say idle enough) to be able to watch two cool flicks back to back this Monday. First stop was Hancock, a tale about a drunkard superhero, who finds love in the most unusual of ways, and then is forced to leave it behind - for good! What I liked about Hancock was the fact that he was an unlikely hero, but still cared enough to save the day, even if it meant damaging the property worth million of dollars, and all the thankless people hating him. But he didn't care enough, because all he had to do was save the day - and he did! And when its Will Smith playing Hancock, you better expect something really good....

                 

Next stop was Kung Fu Panda, a heroic tale of a dumb, but funny Panda, who learns the art of Kung Fu, and defeats the enemy. Po, the panda, could be the most unlikely hero, who would step into the picture and save the day, for he only dreamt of it, but never could actually implement it - He couldn't see his own toes, for crying out loud, let alone hitting some one with them. But He did, and he did well!

What I most liked about the movie was the fact that it dealt its cards really well. I mean, you don't go to a movie thinking what message is it gonna pass out....but if you do get the message, and the message is beautiful, all you do is applaud!  Kung Fu Panda told me in my face to "Just Believe". You see, the secret ingredient in the secret ingredient noodle soup is that there is no secret ingredient at all. Anything you believe in becomes special by itself, and there is no need for the secret ingredient anymore. Pretty amazing, considering the fact that it all came out of a fat Panda. :P

There was another thing that took me back while watching the movie, in a good way that is. A turtle named Master Ugway said something remarkable, which I thought was simply awesome, given the price I paid for the tickets! He said, "Yesterday is history, and tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift, and that is why it is called Present".

So, I came home pondering over what a beautiful day I had, and when I looked at it, my day was good because I believed it to be good. There isn't anything we can't do, and the methodology for doing any task is the same, and simple too....All you need to do is to just believe that you can do it, and then do it. The secret ingredient will automatically stir up your task, and your life - and you will become your very own SuperHero!

So, where are you gonna fly today, eh?

A Lovely, Special and a long awaited Reunion

So, it is after a long that I am writing. And the reason is simple enough....I needed time to heal from my misery, which I proudly have. I can now proudly say that I have Finally Got Closure!

Anyway, I am enjoying my vacations these days, and so was browsing the old photo albums of my childhood. That reminded me of how blessed I have been by God to get so much love from everyone around me. Its not everyone who gets all that love, and care, and I just feel really Blessed.

I was seeing the pictures, and came along the picture of a birthday party of a boy named Bryan Birget. Now, Bryan was like my best friend when I was young. We used to hang out all the time. The moment the day began, we were either rushing to school, or if it was an off, we were getting ready to hang out at either one of our places. We would leave only at around 6 PM in the evening, because that's when our dads used to return from their offices. Anyhow, a time came when the Birget family got transferred and moved to Taiwan. I was around 10, and Bryan was 9. A little later, we lost all modes of getting in touch.

Time passed. Memories became elusions, elusions became fogginess, fogginess became mist, for the time had now come that I believed we will never meet again. But this belief couldn't kill the determination of finding one of the best things that had ever happened to me. Soon Internet came into existence, and the power of Google could not be undone. I kept trying, every now and then punching in the keywords "Bryan Birget" in Google, but found no results. Soon a time came when I posted our pictures on Orkut, and wrote in the captions that I had lost Bryan and missed him. Ideas and comments started pouring in, and then one day, one of my friends asked me to search him on FaceBook. I did, and alas! I had found a Bryan Birget!

After 13 y ears, I finally had a profile that belonged to someone named Bryan Birget. I wasn't sure whether it was him, because the picture wasn't clear, and I wasn't authorised to enter the profile. So, I messaged him, taking my chances. I felt the stakes were high, but I had to take my chances. I wrote to him, saying, "I know it would be weird reading this, because its weird for me writing it too. But I got to do this. I had a friend named Bryan, and I am looking for him. My Bryan's Dad worked in Nestle, and his Mom's name was Lu, and ya, His Birthday falls on March 13. So, if you are him, please reply back! Regards, Gagan".

I sent the message, and waited for a reply. It was not more than 30 minutes later that my MSN messenger window popped up saying "You have a new message from Bryan Birget". I was excited, and a little scared too. I wanted him to be the Bryan I was looking for. I opened my mail, read the first line, and closed my eyes to Pray. The first line read: 'Oh My God! Gagan, I am "your Bryan".'

I was so happy, that the happiness of finding a treasure chest felt nothing in front of it. I replied to him, and soon we were chatting. We were onto each other for a little more than 2 hours, we had a lot of catching up to do. I realised we've changed, and grown since the last we knew each other. He used to be this tiny little person, and now, he stood 6'2 feet tall. But our hearts hadn't changed, and we still loved each other. After I finished talking to him, I called his Dad and Mom up and talked to them. It was getting so much better minute after minute. I was convincing them to pay a little visit to India, and they agreed on planning a trip. I don't know when that will be, but I sure want it to happen soon, and trust me, when that happens, there will be a picture of him and me together, right here!

I had a beautiful day because I've finally found My Long lost best friend, I've found My Bryan. And I know, that I will finally be able to sleep a good sleep tonight.

No Need To Say GoodBye!

I wonder what life is all about? Life enters as a baby....the baby grows....and heads out to the world....meets people....makes friends....and some, out of the thousands he encounters, become really close and special. And you start sharing everything with the special ones....you want them to know everything....and you want to know everything about them too. That's because you love them....

But a day soon comes by when something happens....and it turns everything around. You start feeling betrayed....you feel sad....and then things starts dieing....your friendship starts breaking....and then you move far, and then never talk again. Is it strange or what? What is this small thing that happens that brings about so drastic changes in your life? Misconceptions and Misunderstandings happen, because they are bound to happen....but isnt it our job to forget it all? Are we not supposed to forget the small wrongs and just remember the so many rights that have been done in the past?

A similar thing has taken me aback....and I am still in shock. I have started questioning my beliefs....my choices....my soul! But I know its not the end....It cannot be. Because I know....things will return back....when it's over....and so there's no need to say GoodBye!

It started out as a feeling, Which then grew into a hope, Which then turned into a quiet thought which then turned into a quiet word. And then that word grew louder and louder until it was a battle cry.
I'll come back when you call me. No need to say GoodBye.

Just because everything's changing doesn't mean it's never been this way before. All you can do is try to know who your friends are as you head off to the war. Pick a star on the dark horizon and follow the light.
You'll come back when it's over. No need to say GoodBye.

Now we're back to the beginning. It's just a feeling and no one knows yet. But just because they can't feel it too doesn't mean that you have to forget. Let your memories grow stronger and stronger until they're before your eyes.
You'll come back when they'll call you. No need to say GoodBye.

Blog Blog Blog....Or is it really that much awaited?

Its been quite sometime now that I wrote something on my space here. Well, time has always been of the essence, and I, being the lazy butt that I am, couldn't manage the most precious gift to mankind....Time itself!

Anyways, for the long time that I have been silent, there's been many people sitting on my throat and yelling to write something in the blog. And my question to them was...."WHAT????"!

I soon realised that Blogging was something you could start anywhere and anytime, and I thought to myself....What the crap! Why dont I just write what's on my mind? So, here I am, blabbering about almost nothing of grave importance!

So is blogging that much noticeable? Well....the last time I wrote a post, only the people I told about the blog took up the effort to read it, and I said to myself....what if I told no one about it? What if no one knew that I write! Then it came down to that moment....Will the essence of blogging remain? How will I even get a chance to connect with the millions of people around the globe who blog too? What is - as a freaky college bunker would say - the point of writing a blog?

So this is my thought today....well....not really a thought, but a question to all those who read this post. Tell me how do I connect with people via blogging? Does anyone, other than me and the people who care about me have any time to visit and read a total stranger's blog? Give it a shot....think about it....and answer....no matter what it is....but if you do, then I'll know for sure....that Blogging Does Work!

The ZESTATION has finally gone By!

Well, this is my first "ever" blog, so please excuse me for violating the rules, if any! ;) For many years, I have been tempted to finally start doing my blog, and now I finally found the guts to do so! Anyway, today I am gonna write about the fest of ma college that was recently concluded, and to which I had an important part to play.

For those of you who've not been to a college just yet, A fest is a celebration of completion of another one year....different colleges are invited and they all compete for various events....and join in for celebrating a success! In a nutshell....a fest wud mean days of non-stop fun and masti, with some inter-college competitions thrown in between!

So, What was my role in the current fest? To start the whole story....I am in my final year of engg, and so, this was my last chance to do something, as this was my last fest....bcoz after this, who knows wats coming next! Anyway, I applied for 2 posts....one was to be the head of "written arts", that means I will be incharge of debates and declas and stuff....a rather boring thing to do....and I had been a part of it for the last 3 years. Lol! second was to be the head of the controls....and that means that I would have been responsible for the entire thing....from gathering people to inviting people....from starting the fun to ensuring the masti....

I appeared for both the interviews....The written arts thing was into my kitty from the word GO, I knew I had it the moment I stepped into the room. And ya, I was selected as the head of Written Arts! The real deal was the interview for being the controls head....I nailed every interviewer by speaking what I was meant to....and so I was called back for another round of interview....and so were 5 other boys....

A long interview, where everyone bajaoed me completely....and where I, at a point, started thinking as If I was in the auditions for Roadies, was now over. I had my doubts, and they became true the next day....I was just the head for Written Arts! I a bit disappointed at first, but then I settled for what I had....and stopped crying for what I didn't. I took up the job pretty seriously, and came up with something new, and innovative! I was pretty sure to take written arts from the ashes of the "geeky zone" into the lights of the "freaky zone".

I decided to choose a good quality of people as my team, and I did. More than 75 people turned up to be the members of my team, and so I had to keep an interview round for them....Man! It was all fun! I finally came down to 37, and I felt as if I had done a pretty good job. Then came the job of distributing different events to different people....I had in all 14 events, and now, distribution wasn't easy....and everybody wanted to take care of the exciting events....I tried my level best to justify their inner guts, and tried my level best to justify mine as well ;)
Then began the era of making a time plan, and fighting with the controls people to get the desired venues....when it comes to written arts' events, there is no 1, and I mean no 1, who is willing to provide a slot for its events in the Auditorium or the Quadrangle....because that's where most people come....and that's what mostly attracts attention....and the crowd! After a long fight and hot discussions....I was finally granted 4 slots....1 in the auditorium, and 3 in the Quadrangle. Sigh!

Soon the D-day came....21st February, 2008....I had a couple of my events lined up....but everything started after the inaug....and when Zeenat Aman was supposed to inaugurate the occasion, even I felt weak in my knees and took a seat in the auditorium! Wow! She sure is pretty! More surprises were on my way soon....I was asked to interview her by the head of College press, and Man! I was like WOW! Ms. Zeenat is kind, and she was talking to me....forget the others in the room!!!! Lol! I was spell-bound, and ya, Nervous! But it went smoothly....and the best part part was that I was asked to sit next to her twice....once by her secretary, and then by Ms. Zeenat herself....But I still chose to stand, I don't know what I was thinking....Or was I actually not!!!! Who knows....I was with Zeenat Aman! Hehe! It wasn't the first time I was interviewing a celebrity, I had done it earlier for Bombay Vikings back in 2007, and for Euphoria back in 2006. But every time, I get goose bumps, and the excitement! I guess that is what makes it special!!!! I was singing the McDonald's Jingle in my Heart, "I'm Loving it!"

Soon I was brought down to the earth, and I realised that it finally was "SHOW TIME"....and ya, I did get into ACTION! My first day events were rockingly successful....attracting participants and audiences' alike....the one thing I was doubtful about! Anyways....everything was going on smoothly, when suddenly I get the news that there are no participants for one of my event....and I was shocked. I tried to retain ma cool, and started making announcements using the radio jockey, and ya, a little bit of bribe helped a lot! Lol! Things moved swiftly for that day....Silk Route were to perform that night, and I, being a Head, was allowed to enter the ground while they were rehearsing....I felt proud and honoured! Lol! The first day rocked, but ya, I was so damn tired....exhausted is also a degree smaller than what I want to use here! I was about to leave at 11:30 PM, when I got a call saying that all heads were to assemble for a meeting, and I was like "Yeah Right!"....but had to go....and then it came down to that moment! An event was cancelled that day because of the lack of time, and those guys wanted a slot on the 3rd day....and ya, 3rd day being the final day....I had 3 of my events in the Quadrangle, and 1 in the auditorium, and I whispered, "Oh Shit!" I knew they were gonna ask me for my slot, and yea, I was right....even the chairman asked me to give them a slot....I tried to fight....but didn't win....I settled for the crumb when I was being offered the entire cake! Lol! The day finally ended, and I was in my bed....Finally!

The next morning came in quite fast....and I was again on ma feet....and upbeat and running! The second day was a little relaxing....had to deal with only 5 events, and every one did go well! One of the events called JAM had an issue when participants decided to quit while we were at it....and that was because of a wrong decision by the judge....but then we settled it....they left anyways....and later came to me with a chocolate! Hehe....I just admired the gratitude! Lol! That night was when I met Juggy D, and DJ Sumit Sethi....though I cudnt interact with apna Juggy Paaji, I sure had a word, and loads of it, with DJ Sumit....This guy is so down to earth. I asked him for an autograph, and he goes like "No autographs yaar, we are all friends!" Hehe.He was impressed when I recognised his shoes' brand as "Gucci", and then it was time when he started saying, "Gagan yaar....bahut mehange aa gaye....for 35 thousand Bucks!"....and then he asked me a question, "Gagan....ek baat bata....am I dressed well?" And I was like, "WOT? You look very Hot sir!" Lolzzzz! But this guy is pretty amazing and very talented. He is simply not a DJ alone, he is a musician and a performer too. And ya, he sure showed the crowed a few Moves....:) And that is pretty amazing. It was like the most fun I had ever had! Truly! After they performed and left, I was like floating....I was tired and sleepy and hungry! I had my food, sat with the management in the meeting, and then left....and ya, when I returned and checked the clock, It was 1 AM!

The third and the final day began softly....and then gradually gained its momentum. No technicalities as such for me....I knew I was doing a fine Job! And then came the time of decision making....One of the events very appropriately titled, "Lead India" fell short of participants, and only 20 showed up....we were supposed to have a written test as an elimination round, but then, what is the point of eliminating when there are only 20 people???? And so....I declared that we are not going to have eliminations after the first round....This decision was opposed and not liked by my sub-heads, and some participants alike....but I was firm, and stood by what I had said....this decision soon started seeming as a wrong one for me....it was almost 2 hrs, and we were still not done with half of the people yet....and the next event was to be held in the same room....I chose to decide once again, with the help of Shiv (My Best friend, and sub-head) ofcourse, and changed the venue of the upcoming event....everything then suddenly settled....Lead India went on for almost 5 hours, and attracted the praises of everyone! It was by far the best event that took place....let me not count JAM in for its hype was merely controversial! Baatuni, the hindi version of JAM was again controversial, not because the participants walked off....but because there weren't any participants at all! Now that is just sad....and a little effort brought in a total of 6 blabbers!

By the end of it, I was done with my events, and now awaited for the announcement of what team was the best! I had some really good chances, because I knew that every one in my team had done a fairly good job, and so I was anxious....and ya, when the announcement was made, I was sad and disappointed, for it was given to the Hospitality people....But it was OK....I knew "Jo dikhta hai, wahi bikta hai" and so I settled with whatever I had! But the real surprise was yet to come! Some people from a different college came to me and asked if they could have a picture with me....awww! That was so sweet, and such a huge complement for me in itself!!!! Then later, some more people came and said thanks for all my help....I was like WOW....and then....the best part is still to come....2 guys came and gave me roses saying, "We don't care if its hospitality or whatever, we just want to say that you were the best!" And that was all I ever wanted to hear! All these guys are still in touch, and so am I....for one hardly gets to meet such genuine people....who appreciate what you do....rather than what you want to!

That night my cell phone kept beeping....for I was getting messages like anything....people were thanking me, and I was thanking them in return, for it was because of them that all this was possible....It was the best feeling....Simply The Best!

To tell the truth, I think I would have fallen big time had it not been the constant support of my Sub-heads and my team members....each and everyone was extremely supportive and helpful....and I take pride in saying that each and everyone also got a heavy dose of my anger! :p But it was fun....every moment of that entire thing was totally worth it....all the troubles, and the tiredness and the pains....all worth it! And when it comes to thanking my team, how can I forget to thank my Faculty incharge....General Nikhil Kumar was less of a faculty, and more of a friend to me during the entire episode. Whenever there was a tough time....he was there to sort it all out....Yes, I am proud he was my faculty incharge, and yes, I sure am proud that I built a nice team, and that my team supported me at all times, and ya, I so am proud that I met a whole bunch of people just like me....

And for the people who are still thinking of venturing into unknown waters....please go ahead and try it....you never know what's in store for you....you might end up discovering a treasure chest for all you know!