Years back I happened to contact an ex-student of AMU and he pleasingly said that he can recognize any aigarian in crowd when he heard the word CHEETA...but that's not what I wanna talk about...i am going to deal with DEALING...
DEALING...That's a very common word in aligarh vocab and I was exposed to it 4 years back when I joined this institution...The first time I was called a dealer in face was by my senior...when i asked her the meaning of this word she said that it is someone who just always tries to prove his or her point right..."But when i am right i have to prove so" i replied back...she gave me a weird expression and said "now don't start dealing again"
So that's it for me ..."A DEALER"...someone who believes he is right,who has guts to say so and above all he dares to argument for that ...he is not stubborn but he is aware enough to make his own decision independently and stand for them...and when the other party is ignorant and cant reply back to him they just pass off by saying "yaar dealing mat kar"...
I always took this adjective a positive quality,something to be cherished,
something i flaunted , something I enjoyed...
I even worked to increase my dealing capacity eg. learn't sayings of great people, brushed my history, even listened to news and looked forward for poetry...
BUT today one of my friends (who to me was one of the biggest dealers I have met in life) said that he was disappointed when I called him so...for a moment I was taken aback...then I was like 'let him say...he is giving me content for a new blog'...he said that I had completely changed his perception about me when I called him a dealer...
I thought 'GOD!!! this word has more power than i thought...it can even change perceptions'...does any other word in English dictionary has that power...NO...
For me that's a rare quality buddy...something that discriminates you from the crowd because when you see around yourself you see so many issue left to be discussed, so many problems unsolved and so much ignorant folks that you have to adapt this CYNICAL attitude yourself and start DEALING (with them)...
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Hate is a very strong feeling !!!!!!!!!!
Hate is a very strong feeling…………..if you hate something deeply there is very good chances that you will fall in love with the same thing later in life……………I heard this dialogue a long time ago but I thought over it a few days back during my exams (coz that’s the time I do everything but studies)……..
My earliest memories my introduction to AMU was through my father and the immortal movie MERE MEHBOOB…my grandfather studied here, my father and both Chacha studied here, 2 of the three Mamu studied here…and this is just my closest relatives if I go the others easily I can count 50…my chachu made us sing “ye mera chaman” in our school functions (though I didn’t t got a single word then)…in a way every one from my family studied here except those who could not get admission or didn’t study at all…the more Aligarh was in my family the more repulsed I felt for this place…I never wanted to come to this place ever…in a way I hated it…but call it luck or hard luck that despite selection in other colleges too I had to take admission over here… I could not gather the courage to refuse MBBS just for my dislike for this place…………
My first year over here was ok…but the 2nd year was the time when my hatred actually overshadowed my sensibility…I was going through breakups, loneliness and failures…and I accredited it all to this place…nothing seemed to be going out right at that time…I was doing badly in studies, my friends were leaving me one by one and I was too weak to fight with the situation…so I HATED ALIGARH DEEP…REALLY DEEP…
Now I am in my final lapse of this place…I have realized that whatever I have gone through was not because of this place but due to few faults (of mine and others), misunderstandings and my refusal to change...it’s just a mere coincidence that it all happened in a single shot over here…
After around 4 years over here, I have got addicted to this place so that I don’t want to leave it ever…I am looking forward to do PG from here) if good luck permits this time)…and I love everything about my college…LT’s, benches, pillars, gardens, canteen and even ponds…the tarana that was just a song has become part of my life…
Even if I have to leave this place I am sure I will come back someday coz I have to pay back to MY university, MY AMU , MY JNMCH……….Insha Allah
I LOVE YOU AMU…I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH…
My earliest memories my introduction to AMU was through my father and the immortal movie MERE MEHBOOB…my grandfather studied here, my father and both Chacha studied here, 2 of the three Mamu studied here…and this is just my closest relatives if I go the others easily I can count 50…my chachu made us sing “ye mera chaman” in our school functions (though I didn’t t got a single word then)…in a way every one from my family studied here except those who could not get admission or didn’t study at all…the more Aligarh was in my family the more repulsed I felt for this place…I never wanted to come to this place ever…in a way I hated it…but call it luck or hard luck that despite selection in other colleges too I had to take admission over here… I could not gather the courage to refuse MBBS just for my dislike for this place…………
My first year over here was ok…but the 2nd year was the time when my hatred actually overshadowed my sensibility…I was going through breakups, loneliness and failures…and I accredited it all to this place…nothing seemed to be going out right at that time…I was doing badly in studies, my friends were leaving me one by one and I was too weak to fight with the situation…so I HATED ALIGARH DEEP…REALLY DEEP…
Now I am in my final lapse of this place…I have realized that whatever I have gone through was not because of this place but due to few faults (of mine and others), misunderstandings and my refusal to change...it’s just a mere coincidence that it all happened in a single shot over here…
After around 4 years over here, I have got addicted to this place so that I don’t want to leave it ever…I am looking forward to do PG from here) if good luck permits this time)…and I love everything about my college…LT’s, benches, pillars, gardens, canteen and even ponds…the tarana that was just a song has become part of my life…
Even if I have to leave this place I am sure I will come back someday coz I have to pay back to MY university, MY AMU , MY JNMCH……….Insha Allah
I LOVE YOU AMU…I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH…
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