The Hunger games

 

 Hiii, here I am again with some weird thoughts of mine. Some of you have already started to guess from the topic, it’s about game, hunger or movie review .Well it’s inspired by the movie and novel The Hunger games, fight till death. 

                         I found our life is also an exciting, fantasy ,thriller for more than bread and butter yet funny, exciting, emotional, confused most of the times. Some times I feel, life is same as TV reality show, our mentor, God is watching us with his hidden camera .However we try to hide and steal few deeds from here and there but he is aware about everything.There are some similarity and differences between Life and TV reality show ,it is cruelly,envy,spite and group hate and love, but there are no retakes ,editing and sponsorship, just LIVE show .Unlike any reality show we need not to give any audition However parents expect victory and always assume may be we can. There is time when we are eager to learn with lots of passion under guidance and advice of mentors but less of patience. Mentoring (elder's advice) is a very taxing stuff, (they assume) to give life saving advice and how to get everything in life. If we really want to win the show or want to have success in the life, you have to get people to like you, not what you are expecting,Voting lines opens at certain point, and votes may save you but not always.

                               You need to have the X factor, to make people like you. You are not going to have makeover alike any TV show, but with the impression of your character, sacrifice, hard work, people will like you for sure not just for your costume, face, makeup and hair do .Don't ignore the survival skills .Arrogance can be a big problem, Good work always do wonders but bad manners can create the serious situations. Which can turn into good, bad or ugly in any direction .

               HOPE, HOPE, HOPE, it is the only thing stronger than fear. A little hope is effective and lots of HOPE is dangerous .Family and friends are like magical balm, to apply generously and stay alive. You never know when the mentor will change the rules before the result according to their mood just like one mentor who is watching us up above the sky. Life is also like a hunger game ,hunger to get success ,happiness,love,fame,name,money and everything ,fight till death .Depends how hungry we are, I am hungry ,very very hungry not just for food but for many things .I am resilience ,never give up, Until I satisfy my hunger . 

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Disha Saxena

Mera Bharat Mahaan !!!

Hiii,here I am again with some weird thoughts about my nation, Incredible India ! Mera bharat mahaan ,100 main se 99 beaimaan!! Today, World is running at the speed of bullet train, we are still travelling on roadways bus and listening the music of juddering windows on every speed breaker to compliment with diesel and cigarette smell. Holes in the road or road in the holes.

          Once it was a dream to own a LCD or plasma, Microwave or air conditioner. Dream of a roof of one’s own or a shining car. The dream to bring computer in every home or mobile for every Indian. Well all these dreams can cater by so called loans along with horrible instalments till your last breath or in graves too. Well in real it’s still a dream for many but not for all.

           The dream to make India proud. Dream to have globalization, basic needs, water, electricity, shelter and food for all. India is developing country but where, which way, how and for whom? Only in metros, only in big cities, having malls, branded clothes, shoes, watches, electronic items. Developing the metros and big cities was the dream or the whole county? 

         These dreams turn farsighted and farfetched, practical and impractical, generous and selfish, focused and hazy. Some were changing India palpably others had no choice from the beginning.

       Few days back electricity Grid failure in North India left more than 300 million people with out electricity for few days. If any one can mention what and who could not get affected without electricity, the list will be small, from Delhi metro, computer, water supply, blackout and what not.

          Where we are making records? Grid failure which affected a large number of people in our country or in Olympics 2012.India sent a total of 83 athletes to compete in 13 sports.We are happy to won 3 medals including a sliver and 2 bronze till date. Out of 83 athletes how many of them will get Money, sponsorship, popularity, brands, big banners, interviews or bollwood? I hope we don’t dream only for cricket.

      Do we need a God father or some to come and shake us or we can see our own dreams and act according to the blue print of our dream? Some weird thoughts arise as waves in the ocean of my mind; and left me to continue re-live the feeling of fish out of water. India has changed a lot yet remains the same.

Disha Saxena

Hum Tum

Hiii, as you can make out from the title itself its all about men and women. As a new blogger although I have many weird thoughts and I decided to write something which is most common from our childhood till date. As we think men are from Mars and women are from Venus, we are sharing the same planet called Earth and reacting as alien to each other. We usually become angry or frustrated with the opposite sex because we have forgotten this important truth. We expect the opposite sex to be more like ourselves. We desire them to "want what we want" and "feel the way we feel.” Each gender is acclimated to its own planet’s society and customs, but not those of the other.

                 I am not dividing them according to their gender or planet, although still I have some weird thoughts Letter B and G, B is for Boys and G is for Girls. Boys life revolves around few things after birth ,baby ,boy, books, bunk, behaviour problems, board exams, bike, bar, booze, boobs, butt, blinking eyes, body building, bad, Batman (Spiderman, super heroes)business, bank, bills ,balance, bandage and bed. Sounds funny...is in it….or real??

                  Well another side G for girls, giggle, grades, games, gracefull, good, give, gentle touch, gentle man, gold, grocery, gossip, gems, gardening, grand maa and good bye….hahhaha!!!! It all looks funny and left us with a smile on our face no matter we are under B or G letter. In real life Beauty starts with B and Gadgets starts with G .Its all about understanding and accepting we are different and unique in our own way.

               Men and women give and receive the love in different way. Men are like rubber bands and women are like waves .Women should know, they should not stretch it too hard it may break, strech up to a limit so it will bounce back itself with more love and faith. Women are like waves .A natural cycle for woman that is centred on their ability to give to other people .when they give to others and don’t receive the same amount of love and attention in return, their wave begins to grow until it eventually crashes. This is the time when a woman needs the love, listening, understanding .she don’t share her problem to get solution, she shares just to talk. Once she rejuvenated, she is able to rise like a wave and once again has love and energy to give.

            Another side when men withdraw until they find a solution to the problem. They go into the “cave” with a sign board “don’t disturb” which is invisible to women .In these caves men are not necessarily focused on the problems at hand, many times this is a “time-out” to allow them to distance themselves from the problems so their brain can focus on something else and later they can revisit the problem with fresh perspective.

         We are not aliens; we are just different in our own way and can’t live without each other. You are letter G or B?????

    

 Disha Saxena

Aunty ji Aunty ji Get up and dance !!!

Hiii,Have u ever notice the street vendors and their marketing skills?while observing street vendors I learned the simple lesson of marketing from them. Lets go one step further and find out the marketing guru in the next least expected person.Despite of no exposure of B-school and marketing guru,who is busy in watching saas bahu serial rather then business news channel. Who do you think can be?guess? ahan!! She is our very beloved next door Aunty ji!!!
 Oh yeah! She comes in all sizes; well…size zero is still not common! The moment she shift in new society is first thing she does is making contact with watchman, give him some money for chai pani and blessed herself with best maid, presswala, sabji wala and cook .Next she throws a party or visit every flat and introduce herself to make contact and join jogging, yoga, walking or laugher club. (In marketing terms: understanding the market and observation) 
Slowly she will be invited for all the major functions of the society and with her scanned eyes she will read, observe and note all the gossip ,relationship, who is who and every small detail of the society members with verbal and non verbal language. (In marketing terms: developing marketing strategies as per customer) 
                                  You may have noticed this new lady becomes the most popular lady of the society .she becomes the one who knew it all. She is aware about all gossip, news, who is flirting with whom, why Pandey ji is coming late? Why Kavita’s maid left her house? Why Jyoti’s kids are wild? What Sahil is thinking about his carrier? How Sudhakar ji is saving dowry for his daughter’s wedding etc, etc.With her big smile and sugar coated words she will capture the nerve of everyone’s pulse .She is now the official boss of the society. (In marketing terms: Unanimous market leader thanks to fulfilling the supply-created demand)             
she is now ready to move on the next step i.e. be the yellow pages for your society.Refrence for hotel ,restaurant ,hospital, dental clinic, grocery shop,parlour,banquest hall, designer clothes ,nursery admission to dhobi ghat,everything is via Aunty ji!!(In marketing terms: Complete monopoly market is established) 
                                Now, she might open her own business from papads to khakaras, sarees to kurties, Avon’s, Oriflame, Amway products to professional mehandi, matchmaking, wedding planner, cooking classes to anything. Who knows, she might even stand for the Municipality ward election! ( In marketing terms: from monopoly market to good will so that the next player doesn't stand a chance and is always a shadow in front of the old brand)

 Jai Ho!!! Aunty ji ! Aunty ji! Get up and dance !!!

Disha Saxena  

Kind of paper

Today, while turning the Newspaper ,I was just looking at some deals on clothes,food and electronic items,suddenly I found myself lost and it took me around two years back in India, Hyderabad.Its kind of  weird thoughts and left me with many questions. It was  Saturday, and like any other holiday ,I decided to spend more time with my maid to clear my house properly. I decided to remove all the old newspaper and immediately I called my building watchman to send someone upstairs to pickup all the old newspaper. After ten minutes, watchman called and said,"madam ji,newspaper wala uppar aaraha hai".In few seconds doorbell rang , I noticed a lean, dark and thin man was standing outside the door in torn clothes with big white jute bag and he asked, "Madam ji kitna newspaper hai ?"I replied "aap idhar hi raho,main le ke aati hoon.He was standing still and waiting for me.I asked him,’kya rate hai? He replied, ‘ek kilo ka six rupees’.I said.’okay’.and I was thinking in my mind, why I am asking him for money? I should not ask rather I should give him for free. He is poor and may be that money can help him at least for his one meal. while I was busy at looking at his age,clothes ,he started his work , he spend around ten minutes to rearrange those old newspaper to make it look neat and better. I was watching his speechless efforts and thinking how dedicated he is towards his job. He weighed all the newspaper and he has given me 50 rupees of all those old newspaper and asked me to give him 2 rupees back. I was still some where else and not able to decide what should I do? Should I  take this 50 rupees or should I tell him that he can keep these 50 rupees with him. I was confused not able to decide and he gave me an old 50 rupee note and gave him 2 rupees back.Once I closed the door, I was still confused and felt that 50 rupee note in my hand and I thought, every paper has different value. This 50 rupee note is just a  kind of  paper and newspaper is also paper. He had spent so much of time to earn something . How much he had earn actually ? Why he is so poor? Why every paper has different value? Can we use Indian currency to read, to spread to make envelopes or for recycling? Can we use newspaper to buy something?Answer was no? Because every paper has different value.

Disha Saxena