Hey Chetan Bhagat.... Start exercising as soon as possible!

       To start with I would like to make disclaimer. I am not chetan bhagat fan and also dont find him totally trash. 

       This 5th novel by chetan bhagat, typically like previous ones but has got good popularity. I am not going to review the novel but going to say something to chetan bhagat... 

Hey Chetan!

               Cant you write something differently? Yes, I do appreciate your efforts in describing the common subject "Unacceptable Love" and so everybody feel that this is their story. Congratulations! Once again you have succeeded in realising peoples that the characters are connected to their real life. I liked your start of story in revolution 2020, all that child lunch box breaking ( I too use to do that, but never caught fortunately), boat rowing, Gopal's family problems. Gopal is lead character in your story. I am not able to understand why are you so obsessed with fatty peoples (you did mentioned Gopal hadn't flat stomach).  What was wrong with Ryan, Varoon, Ishan and this time Raghav? This are the probably potential character to be a lead character. Hmm,  peoples with flat stomach, muscular physique or crack crazy different thoughts are also existing (of course in low quantity). Probably I found the reason....

Naturally, everybody like to believe themselves a Hero. So you are thinking the same. You are trying prove, peoples who are lazy enough to not to exercise can prove themselves a Hero.  Hamm, fair enough. Man.. if  God didnt give you good height, at least try to compensate it with flat stomach and toned physique (see above).  I bet the day you will make it, you lead character will change. But mind it when  your novel get shaped into bollywood movie, your supporting characters become lead character.   For example, Rancho in 3 idiots, all characteristics were of Ryan, isnt it? Then you end up with fighting with producers that they didnt acknowledged you.. huh.... Its partially because they changed heart of story, a lead character.

Well about revolution 2020: Your have choose a right background of sub standard education and corruption  to fill 25% of novel where Gopal and Aarati are not there. Well, mentioned about Money machine Kota as education business. Okay... thats  all fine to add some salt to your novel.
          What I really appreciate is description of confused Aarti. It is realistic. A truly wavering, insecure, confused character that really resemble a girl fell between two boys who always see the grass greener on other side. This is the reason I am not putting you in trash, because I know well, to get such detail knowledge about girl, you must have worked and even suffered very hard :p Aarti tries her best to make Gopal accept the facts and maintain the balance but she hurts both men in process. After all boy brains! Girls could have handled in better way.  I am wondering about Raghv's hurt that's not mentioned.
          Like hollywood movies there will be surely 1-2 sex scenes in your story, in better words love making scenes (પ્રેમાલાપ દ્રશ્ય). Well, to describe Indian scenario, you  must have worked hard to gain knowledge of different types of love ( infidelity in this case). But still you can improve in this particular field. In  my school and college there were better such scene teller and writers (of course in toilets), I can forward their contacts to you if you want :D :D.
         At the end of story, it is always the corrupt and hopelessly in love Gopal that you empathise with and root for. This is what hurt me, why not Raghav ? Man,... you should get flat stomach as soon as possible and start to change over rolls in your next novels.

I am not going to reveal the whole plot and kill your joy of reading revolution 2020. Go and have read, It wont be waste of time.


Vishal

When you start falling, I start getting just amazing....!

I took this picture from University park today morning. As such, I was looking at this tree almost everyday since it caught my eyes  as a solo stander while passing on my bike. I thought of stopping by and catch a picture many time but being always in morning rush didnt stopped until today. I am sure this will be happening to you guys also. After experiencing joy of taking a time to praise the beauty around me, I would like to tell you "don't dance fast, otherwise you will fell before the song is over"  

         Finally, today I gave myself time to catch this beautiful picture. It say me don't afraid to be different from others because when other will start felling, you will start getting just amazing.

Here I would like to remember a poem by terminally ill young girl who had less 8 days to live when she wrote this poem. 

Have you ever watched kids 
On a merry-go-round?

Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?

Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?

Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?

You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.

Do you run through each day
On the fly?

When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the reply?

When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores 
Running through your head?

You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.

Time is short.
The music won't last.

Ever told your child, 
We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?

Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die 
Cause you never had time 
To call and say,'Hi'

You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last..

When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.

When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift....
Thrown away.

Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.

   

Red............................ Creating Godly inspiration..

Yeah!!!........... perfect!! thats it! exactly this is how it was looking!!
                 Without putting you peoples in confusion rounds..... I am gonna  talk about something that very few people use to believe. Its a short story from my 1st MBBS year, a  never understood, funny, crazy and I am trying to explain it now. 

                 My first year in MBBS had both tastes, bad as well as extremely good. This is something about the faith in something which you believe exists and other believes doesnt exists. On those days if somebody have noticed, I use to have a white cardboard paper with me, and there was a single word- 'Red"-  written over that. Many peoples asked me whats this, I told its a God, a real God. Peoples understood its a joke. Another day, a guy snatched it away from me to make counter joke and I beat him hard. Some, smart peoples started to believe that there something interesting with this cardboard and that's why I am very much attached to it. It was with me always, doesn't matter I am in lecture, at canteen, outside the reading room or inside the reading room. 

                 Yes, it was my inspiration. I never knew how it become my inspiration, there is no story behind it to tell. It was simple piece of cardboard paper with a single word "Red" written with red pen. I liked that writing so much that I started to believe its a mirror, a mirror of my wishes. Whatever I show to it, it reflect it back. Isnt it sound something similar? probably with God? We like something without any story behind it, any reason behind it. Or, we start to like something and a stage come where we declare our wish, we dedicate it to something we like and eventually we work hard to achieve it. The thing inspires you need not to be a human, an animal or an object, it could be something that really doesn't exist, isn't it? Well, best inspirational object in the world is you, yourself. You just need to find a mirror to reflect yourself. 

                Sometime, I wonder when people says I lack inspiration, I need something to inspire me. I would say, you can see, hear, run, your heart is working, you can respire, you can think, you can imagine, you can visualize... isn't it amazing, isn't it inspirational?

                Okay, I am leaving now believing you understood my point.

Well I am bit crack so weird thoughts are my inspiration :D :D

Who inspired you in your life? I believe there must be something like "Red" who told you to get to work or get lost :D :D

And you think... its too late?

Picture: Liverpool from Albert Dock. 

                    Liverpool has got world heritage status by UNESCO, want to know why? ... go and visit city :D 

Well, I am today not here to talk about the Liverpool but about something very important that I learned from the Liverpool. Few days back, I was thinking its too late to go for PhD now as it will take away five more years of my life and neither its worth to get enrolled in CCT ( Completion of certificate of training) as it lasts for 7 years and you will labelled as trainee for 7 years. This were the thoughts and I have already abandoned thought of PhD from my mind. 

                     I went to Wigan, a small town near by the Liverpool, having a very famous NHS hospital. Its Orthopaedic department has been given a Centre of excellence status. I met some of the doctors there and talk with them realised me that there are still peoples who believe that there is never too late! They are enrolled in CCT at age of 32 years or more. So its not hard boy! you are still quite young to follow your dreams. My friend Jyotirmay is also 32 years old and I never knew that he completed his MS ENT in 2009 and went for fellowship in skull base surgery in Bombay, later joined as AP in some medical college in Karnataka and presently on Dr P N Berrys fellowship in UK. He is still aiming to pursue Mch in rhinology and skull base surgery from wigan! 

                    I dont know why I always require some examples to keep me motivated but thats it about me :) Later in evening I was sitting near Albert Dock in Liverpool looking at horizon displaying play of beautiful colours. It was telling me it doesnt matter whether you succeed or not, it doesnt matter what your friends are doing, what really matter is are you enjoying your journey towards your dream? If yes, then its never too late to continue your journey to pursue your dreams!

Hmmm,.. now I am in mood to talk something else and why not about Liverpool!

Liverpool is multi cultured city having a magnificent history! You wont believe but it has more foreign trade offices than London! Its a Liverpool which introduced the peoples that world is quite larger than you believe and quite shorter to reach various places that you believe totally unreachable.
Well, it all started like this..
   Liverpool was commercial trade centre of the world, all the ships to USA and from east countries like India and china were going from Liverpool and coming to Liverpool. Africans were being made salvers and exported to USA were they forced to work for cotton production and cotton from USA were imported to England though Liverpool. More than 70% immigrants going to USA or any other part of world including Australia and New Zealand were travelling through Liverpool....
    Its has got two very good museum with historic importance. namely Liverpool Maritime museum and International Slavery museum. If you want to know more about Liverpool history, just Google it out and you will know lot of things that you might not have come across! 

Life is too short to not to chase your dream....

Just returned from Germany after 20 days travelling, exploring the country and meeting friends. It was awesome experience. Germany has remained my all time favourite country and I had dreamed of exploring it one day and yes I did it. I have lot of things to say about my travelling in Germany but not now..... presently I am here to talk about something that is constantly on my mind since last few days.

             When I was in 12th standard I was passionate about joining army. You might not believe but some time I wake up in night because I had a dream in which my country calling me to join army, feeling they need me. But somehow...I didnt join the army... and I dont regret it today. When I took admission in Medical college, initially I was not happy as I never dreamed of being a doctor. Most probably I was fearing peoples, I didnt liked crowd and choose to be alone. When somebody asked me what I want to do after being a doctor, I use to say I ll join army as army doctor or I will join some research centre and will be scientist. Peoples were believing that I am crazy, and they were partially right, I was and I am.

         My first two years in Medical College was probably longest. I had lot of plan in mind, lot of will and want but didnt executed any of it except being in top 3 rankers. I have long story to explain my time and behaviour in first two years in medical college but not now sometime later. And I wont forget to mention that I really regret that time, although I am ripping the fruit of that time presently.
Oh.... gosh I went on wrong track, let me come back to point I want to talk about today. I will write my full undergrad story sometime later and I must write it as I am not proud of that days truly.

            Yeah, wish to be scientist and that unconsciously made me scientist. But in last few days I am finding it hard with my work and felt that my work is not fascinating or attracting me any more. I have got bored of this research work, there is no visible output presently, I might be working 12 hours a day but no fruit of it, I am sick of it now. Presently, I have opportunity to continue my studies as a PhD, my supervisor is trying hard to convince me to continue as a PhD and complete the whole project. My friends are saying I am crazy that I am saying big NO to her offer but Guys this work is not attracting me any more. In such situation I go crazy and I have only option here is to seek my best friend Olivia's help. Well, she understood the matter before I say anything. 

       She started with the sentence that I already heard many time but never really listened to it.. " When you think of giving up, just think once why did you hold so long". Yeah, it is important to find out why did I come whole way to do this work, what fascinated me to kick all clinical branches and be a scientists. Well, I can say, there were lots of things that attracted me to research but now I am not finding them now attractive.

       Take it easy, I am not finding even army attractive now, does it mean that I still join army because at some point of time I was liking it very much. Yes, with time your perception changes and later you changes. The next question from my friend was, okay what you want to do now? I want to do now whatever fascinates me. Well I want to join industry now, I want to business now. I ask her.. should I move on with my new dream now?

She replied: Life is too short to not to chase your dream....and not to be happy.

and I understood everything.