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ह्या गुरुवारी आजोबा गेले . पण काही लोकं असतात ना, जाऊन ही जात नाहीत. ते जीवंत असतात ते, आपल्या विश्वास प्रणलीत, आपल्या सिद्धान्तात, आपल्या विचर सारणीत आणि आपल्या कृतित. आमचे  बेळगावचे गांधी अजोबा त्यातीलच एक. साधारण अशी व्यक्ति न्हवतीच ती. ते देश प्रेम, तो त्याग, ती शिस्त, ते विस्तीर्ण  विचार, तो साधेपणा, ती  प्रगल्भता  - आज एका व्यक्तीत  सापडणं फार दुर्मिळ आहे , जे आजोंबानी त्यांच्या जीवनामधून दर्शवून दिले. माझं सुदैव की मी त्यांची  नातसून  आणी दुर्दैव की आमचा फक्त 8 वर्षाचा सहवास, तो पण जास्त virtual . पण  काही  नाती आशी असतात ना, की त्यांच्या  परिपक्वतेसाठी  काळाची गरज लागत नाही..तसंच काहीतरी आमचं  नातं  होतं . बहुदा आजोबांच्या  संपर्कात  येणाऱ्या  सगळ्यांना  तसेच  वाटत असावे. आजोबा होतेच तेवढे मनमिळाऊ आणि सुलभ.  ह्या लेखात  मी आजोबांच्या सामाजिक  कार्या  बद्द्ल , किंवा त्यांच्या  भूदान चळवळीतील  योगदानाबद्द्ल , किंवा त्यांच्या स्वातंत्र्य लढ्यातील  य...

Tough is the time when  A spoon in one hand Dodgoing the semolina naughty, Mobile in other Trying hard to catch the british accent of a JPMC officer Exlplaining the technical requirements plenty Just then, By mistake  I don’t know why I turn back And there at a close distance  I see the diminutive  little fly eyeing and hovering and ready for an ambush On the delicious red cut half of the watermelon Its then when  I plead for just a thing to thee o Lord. Tough is the time when A Pot  of water on the head A pail in one hand And a bundle of hay in the other Just then, By mistake  I don’t know why I turn back And my 2 year old has picked up a half monkey eaten  Dust laden guava from the ground  Its then when  I plead for just a thing to thee o Lord Tough is the time when  To reach the college I get into the bus  With books  in one hand  Purse in the other  Trying hard to hold the pole of...

Neither a poem nor a prose ..just my heart that i pour. Reh always liked my randomness n so I will continue it .. The following lines are another example of my randomness .. I know ‘she’ will read this one too !!                                                                               SHE  Coz it knew she would be waiting eagerly for it ..That gushing wind turned its way, just to flow through her beautiful hair Coz they knew she would wait to admire their fall ..Those old ocher leaves held on to the branches till she passed under the tree Coz no one else had owned...

Times are when Black is black and White is White  You feel you are in happy state and a better plight But what you clearly see is The world around is grey and that’s how it will stay You think something wrong with you Your oddity starts troubling you   Changing the glasses is the solution Is what you think and blink Now the picture becomes clear And you see yourself in grey You realize that black and white was an illusion But now,the pail tumbles And everything is commotion Black and white or grey Which you should choose you think There’s no point standing on this brink Anxiety, nervousness,worry and fear  is that you see allover here Immidiely you kick the pail and change the glasses And think Even though its an illusion Black is black and white is white And you better be in this plight

Sorry guys this post isn't my regular idiotic one. When i say innovation ..pleople give a smirk and say 'GAS' but I truly believe and have experienced that controlled and disciplined innovation does have a SUBSTANCE ! Today morning read a post by Meenaks on innovation framework. Got inspired and hence this post. Over the 1.5 years in  Welingkar Business Design   my biggest takeaway is "learning to build up upon ideas" so I thought why not build up  Meenaks   on suggested framework. (Research -> Resolve-> Reuse) My framework is as follows ( from whatever projects i have done in class of @Welbd) Rephrase -> Research-> Rejections and suggestions->Resolve -> prototype-> Reuse Rephrase:   Its been seen that a solution for one problem, creates other problems..we are problem creators. In order to mitigate this trend, it’s very very important to know what problem one is addressing. Hence rephrasing an issue/need gap into a proper de...

6.30 am ...(Actually its quite late ..but atleast she would like to think its 6.30 ;) its her life after all and her time ;) ) 'who cares about her uncombed hair and these dusty stairs she thought...she tried blowing the dust off the stairs but air was already pregnant with the moist so the dust din't budge ! She looked at the today's news paper  and without even giving a thought she spread it on the stairs and sat on top of the happenings of the world !! 'If i think too much about the world the smoking hot coffee in the mug will get cold 'she thought. She cupped the hot mug with both the hands and allowed the transfer of the warmth..but the cool air hit her eye lid forcing her to open her eyes ! It disturbed her while she was listening to "Kyun hawa aj yun gaa rahi hai" (veer zara) She looked out of the window...the slashing rain was hitting the new born leaves, the ocher dried leaves, the yellow taxi tops,the brown puddles...the red silver helmets..t...

Just read a mail on earth hour initiatives promoted by NITIE..and then my wierdly fertile mind yielded out some deviant and strange thoughts which i cant hold back ..so lemme scribble them and trouble you :)                                                            SCARE THEM Go green,Green Building, Save the earth,talk and walk, eco friendly products..eco  this…eco that..earth this ..earth that …OMG OMG !! All these activities – YES  but are any of these pushing anyone to repair the ever leaking or rather ever flowing tap in shiroli,a small village in India ? and I am pretty sure there must be thousands and millions taps like these in the world. Are any of these initiatives pushing Ms Tina in Hiranandani complex to stop using superfluous amount of water while bathing ? Are any of these initiatives pushing meee to switch off th...

You have no clue how much elated i am to post this after such a loooooonnnnggg time. You have no idea how much my hanky got wet when i pressed the edit post button I am bacccckkkkk !!! I have manny things to post about ..Mumbai,my lost mobile, the local, my classmates, my exams, my teachers,emotions and many more ...but hold on your horses . Lemme post what i feel strongly now :) Again a disclaimer ..its not a poem  n neither a prose i dont know what it is ..n dont ask me i wont be able to. Dont try to find the rhyme scheme ...there isnt any :) With horizon in my eyes Spreading my wings Taking a leap I wanna fly high Looking down at the earth I wanna laugh at my past Taking a turn then I wanna get lost Soaring in the sky Over the unknown sea I wanna befriend the waves And make lotta noise Then succumbing to the gravity With speed I wanna fall Getiing hit by the breeze I wanna get tired Then Sitting at the coast Listening to the splash Feeling the cold breeze I wanna f...

This post is regarding a lecture @ Welingkar's foundation fortnight.So I apologise to my non Welingkar readers if they are not able to connect :( “Don’t miss Moradian Sir’s session! He will make you forget to go to the loo!!” said one of our seniors one day “Since then I had been eager to see who and how this Moradian fellow was ! I waited n waited to hear his name in next days speaker’s list. After the long wait on second last day of the fortnight they announced his name.I was super delighted…then they announced the time..8.30 -2.30..”Wahttt !!” I thought “Never ever sat in one place..for that loooong ..and that too on a Sunday!!”I panicked silently..feeling sad for my but*s :) But you see..'sala I had no CHOICE  na :) :)' Next day when we entered the auditorium, the fair Parsi* was setting up his laptop.He was ½ n hr ahead of his time. The scene was like the guest speaker was welcoming the audience :) When laptop was checked..presentation was checked …ve...

Guys before you start reading the actual post let me clarify some things... I absolutely have no idea why i am writing this post I also dont know who told me to write it then I dont feel that anybody will understand what i have written... In case if anybody does....lucky you ..you will be eligible to apply in NSA (National Security Agency, America) to crack those mysterious codes ;) lol. Guys, Its neither a poetry nor a prose...i dont know what it is Maybe it is my mind's lingo.... I know i am sounding insane but i cant stop my mind from thinking n ya.....please dont unfollow me after reading this insane post...it sometimes happens to the wierd inside me :) so bear with me this time n here i go......                                          ...

One dear friend, some days ago said ‘You know what,I am going to call Mumbai as Bombay’ .I produced a fake smile(awkward discussion) and said ‘Ya sure u can! Bombay sounds much cooler !!’.’Oh nooo’ he said ‘Its not the question of acoustics.. i’ll do this with a purpose to hurt some elements in the society..” Now,me being in a mortal body,bound by stupid manmade boundries,and a certain instilled emotion called ‘feeling of belonging’ for a particular state(Maharashtra) made me feel a bit gloomy. But then he quoted some facts and I was left with “AGREED BOSS..YOU CAN !!” The facts were… • Mumbai were soggy,desease-prone,deserted,wastelands and of no ones interest. • First they were possessed by Sultan of Gujarat..he dint want them and passed these soggy islands to the Portuguese. • The Portuguese dint want them either ..so they gifted these islands to the British. • The British were not that interested so they passed them on to East India Company. • Parsees,Gujratis,Suratis...

I read two axioms today... 1. A woman dresses up to impress men. 2. A woman’s wardrobe is characterized by pinks and floral prints. Read them again ... Firstly do you agree to the two ? If you dont, then read furthur... Secondly just think what u can derive after you combine these two ??? If you cant then read furthur .... As you aaaalll know that I have a bad habit to think over any crap,I thought over these two axioms and came up with an interesting analysis.... Axiom1 Women dresses up to impress men. As for me, currently this axiom is a holy shit as I never wear anything to impress anyone!!! But, But,But  if I think generically this cliché  is absolutely TRUE . I remember my aunt saying once while buying a saree “Owww! I like this this color but your uncle doesn’t :(  so I wont opt for  this one” One of my roommate once said “I know, I wear this top like a thousand times !!Actually I hate it but my boyfriend loves it “  and everytime ...

Now I know after reading the title,most of you must have scrolled down to see the photos …Well If you haven’t, then hats off to your patience !! Now don’t scroll to see OK.Let me explain…. When I say weekends, its always about sleeping more,exercising more, shopping,fighting over Sunday times with d roomies,watching dozens of movies ,cooking food at home and reading quarter or half a novel… But this weekend was quite different..Quite quite quite different ..Since I work as a content writer for Art Of Living website I got a golden opportunity to visit Chimbli, a small village near Pune and and write a report on it.It was an experience of a lifetime to listen to the joys and sorrows of those innocent and sauve villagers.It was wonderful to know their lifestyle .It was great to come out of the goodie goodie urban lifestyle and be among those villagers ..understanding their work, listening to their grievances and getting connected to the roots (India is a land of villages.) Life...

Hey guys..this isn't my usual post. So this time you can be relieved that my thoughts are not going to eat up ur head ! This is my entry for youngistaan ka WOW contest. I had to nominate 4 of my funniest posts(damn difficult maaan)..and in the fifth post I had to answer this question - If you were the game master, what challengze would you like to throw to Ranbir? (To find out what the game is, check out http://www.youngistaan.com/ )For example, ask Ranbir how he would get to a Pepsi if it is 15 feet underwater and there is no one in sight to help him (he is water phobic!). So folks my 4 of my entries are.. other side in the life of zero today mirrors And my answer to the question is..... After following map and overcoming all the dangerous hurdles in jungle Ranbir finally finds the cave where Pepsi bottle can be found .The Pepsi is right there on the Kings chair ! But there is an istruction stating that,If the bottle is lifted,the door of the cave closes ...

Finally after 5 long days I am back to normal Kasturi again. These 5 miserable days people around me were shouting ‘Come on Kasturi …You can Bounce Back’ and I felt like ‘Ya right ..I wanna bounce back ! ..but so hard that I attain the escape velocity and flee this hopeless,aimless earth..I don’t wanna live’ This was all because 26th March 2010 at 5.15 MICA rejected me by saying a big SORRY. That SORRY…took away my life which I had been living for 6-7 months ..that SORRY shattered my dreams which I had been not only seeing but also living for 6-7 months now…That SORRY took away all my hopes..my future..my Smile (So not me :)) !! I just couldn’t get over that SORRY. I was a biggest MICADICT ever known to me :) .To give you instances... I dreamt of playing baddy in MICA. I dreamt of me,cheering for MCL team in a match against IIMs. I dreamt myself to be a part of SANKALP,MICANVAS. I even dreamt of patting and scolding and playing with ROXY,the gr8 :) I pictured myself ...