Bahut dinon ki baat hai by Salaam Machhli Shehri

bahut dinon kii baat hai
fizaa ko yaad bhii nahii
ye baat aaj kii nahii
bahut dino kii baat hai

shabaab par bahaar thii
fizaa bhii Khush-gavaar thii
na jaane kyuun machal padaa
main apane ghar se chal padaa
kisii ne mujh ko rok kar
badii adaa se Tok kar
kahaa thaa laut aaiiye i
merii qasam na jaaiiye

par mujhe Khabar na thii
maahaul par nazar na thii
na jaane kyuun machal padaa
mai.n apane ghar se chal padaa
main shahar se phir aa gayaa
Khayaal thaa ke paa gayaa
use jo mujhase duur thii
magar merii zaruur thii

aur ik hasiin shaam ko
main chal padaa salaam ko
galii kaa rang dekh kar
na_ii tarang dekh kar
mujhe badii Khushii huii
mai.n kuchh isii Khushii men thaa
kisii ne jhaa.Nk kar kahaa
paraaye ghar se jaaiiye
meri qasam na aaiiye

vahii hasiin shaam hai
bahaar jis kaa naam hai
chalaa hu ghar ko chodkar
na jaane jaauungaa kidhar
koi nahiin jo Tok kar
koi nahiin jo rok kar
kahe ke lauT aaiiye
merii qasam na jaaiiye
meri kasam naa jaaii

Few people to thanks for this blog

As one post of my blog came on the first page of the Google search, I think it time to say proper thanks speech for making this blog readable.

So for this research i opened Google:
typed: Are sips in mutual funds beneficial in short term
And my blog was on first page of Google and i could not believed it. So i did same with Private session with same result and just took the screen shot so i could have the proof with me.


See yourself to believed me.:)

1. Deepak Rousa these days he writes in this blog more than me and more better than me. He made this blog more interesting with his Hindi poems and more so with his emotional note. We all loved your note. So please keep writing more regularly because we love it.I also forgot about this blog until one day I had a chat with him and he encouraged me to write again about our college life. This was why I started our series of college life note.

2. Raj Tripathi I know he don't write these day but he was the catalyst behind and Mastermind behind this blog and how it should work. though lately his is limited to reading only but i know with our his support in starting days i would not have been able to create this blog. We were disappointed when our blog didn't got the response as we would have thought to but still we change it so many times to survive. Now I know why my blog is there and what I am doing with it and all with help of this fellow.

3. Prerna Singh ma'am for believing in our idea and writing first post for our blog. I know as a mentor she have been supporting as but to believe in our this concept was the thing i can't forget. No body knew what we are doing but still she believed us, helped us and more so encouraged us do these type of things. I can only hope one day these type of activity will take over the books in IEC. 

few other without whom this blog would have died years ago...

Nisheeth Khare for just being there and reading blog and making some valuable comments ,
Kshama Goel for her critical thoughts and ideas though me and raj never followed them but still idea is all we care for,
Jayant Singh for just being subject of my many articles about his life and his style ( u r truly rockstar material) but he loves me for being that after all i received party after writing each article on him.
and
Most impotantly to my sweet sister Nazia Shahid, who has been real inspiration to me. I don't know why she believe on me that I can do anything, We fight, we hate each other likes but still when we need each other she is there for me. thanks sis..:D

Hope our blog can make more journey like this. But you realize with each part that there are no dreams that are too big and each and small things make and path or success.
Meanwhile till next time this is saifi saying good bye to all of you.

chaand taare bol padate hai......

I picked these sher from on of my all time Favorite Shayar...

Have a look at his sense of writing...

sadaa detii hai Khushbuu chaand taare bol padate hai.n
nazar jaisii nazar ho to nazaare bol padate hain

tumhaari hii nigaahon ne kahaa hai ham se ye aksar
tumhaare jism par to rang saare bol padate hain

mahak jaate hain gul jaise sabaa ke chuum lene se
agar laharen muKhaatib hon kinaare bol padate hain

zabaan se baat karane mein jahaan rusvaa_ii hotii hai
vahaan Khaamosh aankhon ke ishaare bol padate hain

chhupaanaa chaahate hai.n un se dil ka haal ham lekin
hamaare aansuon main gam hamaare bol padate hain

terii paabandiyon se ruk nahin sakatiin ye fariyaaden
agar ham chup rahen to zakhm saare bol padate hain

Orginal sher of:  Manzar Bhopali

The EQUATION of My College days And Its PARAMETERS..( DEDICATED TO PRERNA MA'AM)

Today I really want to thank someone whom I will always respect, remember and I do not have enough word to explain about my thought.

Not many of you will be able to guess the name. So, let me tell you I want to say special thanks from my side and from whole class and MBA department side to our one and only MENTOR PRERNA MA’AM….

In first year I didn’t had any direct interaction with ma’am. I just had known her as a one of the many faculties in my department. Our first interaction happened in second semester when she taught us subject named POM, as we famously called it. At that point we just started to interact with ma’am as a student.

POM was one of the most boring subject in MBA 2nd semester but still due to ma’am teaching way we were always attentive in class but not so in the subject. One thing I want to mention that there are teachers who always ask the question from few set of student but PRERNA ma’am used to still ask questions to the entire student in the class even if she knows that they will not answer it.

SCM and entrepreneurship subject provided me time to always get late in class in 2nd year. Ma’am also provided us the NOTES of the topics. But I don’t want to revel the attendance part just because its TOP SECRET.

Till this period she was only one of many faculties but you can always see why ma’am is different from others. In third semester she became mentor of our class. To be frank till that point I was not sure of mentor role and its need. But in the first interaction class only ma’am made sure she conveys her message to us about being mentor role and what she expects from us in future.

I never believed in the thought that you need good teachers in the MBA in my opinion far from teacher you need more of a motivator and mentor in the MBA who can guide you rather than putting more focus on teaching. I have seen both type of mentor in my MBA life. In first year I never had a single interaction with my mentor at that time but in the second year I had a mentor whom we used to interact daily and tell our though and problems daily related to college, life and profession.   I never believed in the thought that you need good teachers in the MBA in my opinion far from teacher you need more of a motivator and mentor in the MBA who can guide you rather than putting more focus on teaching. I have seen both type of mentor in my MBA life. In first year I never had a single interaction with my mentor at that time but in the second year I had a mentor whom we used to interact daily and tell our though and problems daily related to college, life and profession. 

She always encouraged us to do thing which we thought we will never be able to do. Either it be to participate in debate, quiz contest and helping us matter of studies. As a mentor she has always helped us. Ma’am took personal interest in our MBA BLOG concept and believed in it. She was first to give me her post on the blog which is still on my blog. Though it was not successful for which i wanted but it was good experience. I am still continuing blog with diff. name with help of my friend Deepak. Maybe one day more people will turn out to write and express. I cannot say about other but for me she proved to be the best mentor I had ever after school days. Ma’am pushed me to take part in national summer training competition when even I was not sure about it. I gone to the competition  and won the prize. I still fell it was the better achievement in college life. Now i realize it is not about pushing you to perform better but as a mentor she knows that we can do it even if we doubt ourselves.

I tell you it’s hard to say the entire good thing about GURUS but still I believe a good mentor can be a best thing a student can get. PRERNA MA’AM may not be the teacher in eyes of many students but I will always say she is the one of the finest teacher and mentor in MBA department. In our time at IEC we lost few good faculties but at least ma’am remained.

 I can only say these lines in end of my note……..
A GRAND SALUTE TO THE “DRONACHARYA”, WHO’S DREAM NEVER TASTED THE REALITY OF TURNING US INTO “ARJUNA”, BUT STILL THEY HAVE “FAITH” IN US

Note: I written this note some what a year back but i not on my blog. It was time to make this a Grand entry in my blog. 

Chote pankho se lambi Udaan By Deepak “Rousa”

After writing some blogs I realized that I am missing something, and I was not able to figure it out. Then one day somehow thought of this poem came in mind and I know what I was missing. Before I start my poem I just want to wish everyone a very happy Christmas and Happy new year to you and all your family.

Before I begin with my poem just want to give a brief you about the poem so you can understand it. As I am thinking about the nature and we learn from nature I think it’s quite a unexplainable thing. This poem us a part of that search and I hope you all like it.

"Chote chote pankho se, lambi udan hoti he.
Zindgi har kadam pr, ak imhtan hoti he.
Ankho se na bhene do inhe pani ki bunde samajhkar,
tumhari khusi bhi kisi ki zan hoti he.

Chote chote pankho se, lambi udan hoti he..
Har kar hosla,deh gya jo raho me.
Girta rha wo umr bhar, bas apni nighao me.
Itihas le jata he,
hr usko apni baho me.

manzilo pr jiski, zindgi kurban hoti he.
girne k der se agar, wo panchi ud pata nhi.
chorta na ghosla, to asma pata nhi.
bas smajhna hi to he, in hwa k jhoko ko.
jo kabhi dhimi mandi si, or kabhi tuffan hoti hi.
chote chote pankho se lambi udan hoti he.
zindgi har kdam pr ak imthan hoti he.

Kuch Alfaz....

First of all to Dear Saifi---
"friends are like page in book of life,every page with different subject but best friends are the index page, covering every subject as u "

Don’t feel ki maska maar raha hu...
From the end of 3rd semester of MBA, I wished to write something on your blog but somehow it got delayed aaj..kal..parso.Finaly aaj ankhe kholi or likh diya...

Ur last note "searching result…. we'll let u know..Was honestly nice..Yes it is true fact what you have written about hr & finance. As I have also gone through the same felling. 

My few lines or you can say a small poem which i dedicate to your last blog, Raj and me.

tufano me maana faase hai ham,
jakhmo pe apne haase bhi hai ham.
umid hai sahara jarur milega,
hamko kinara jarur milega.

ladkhdate hai kabhi kadam manjilo pe,
presaniya na lenge ham dilo pe.

himat se ye aakas,ye parvat hilega,
hamko kinara jarur milega.
chalta hu…

By:
Deepak Kumar

Fragrance of “togetherness”...Ek collage ka zamana tha

With the passage of time evrything changes,dresses, schoolbags,classes, friends etc…..and as we grow up we come across many phases which leaves a remarkable impact in our life. But the biggest tragedy is that past is past , it never turns back ,we can just feel it fragrance in form of remembrance.


For me the best part of one’s life is college life I think it’s the golden phase after 10 years sitting in an office thinking about the time spent with your loving friends, those days would never come back going down the memory lane we will think about the time when we almost cried and laughed together sitting alone was not our types that was only in bathrooms we sat

Alone jokes apart

That bunking classes and canteen gosips will be no more after the college life . The most fascinating part was that we eagerly waited for the collage off, and when it happened we use to come to collage just for enjoyment

We will miss our faculty, the dronacharyas who tried their level best to make us AARJUNA but their dreams never taste the reality it was our patient right to enter the staff room( as our teachers use to say this), which will never happen with the boss cabin.

I just remember this few line which can better represent my feelings:

Ek collage ka zamana tha ,Khusiyo ka khajana tha,


Chahat chand ko pane kit hi, Dil titliyo ka deewana tha….


Khabar na thi subaho ki , na shamo ka thikana tha


Thak haar kar aana collage se , par ghumne bhi jana tha.


Wo barish me bheegna , har mausam suhana tha,


Har jagah aapne sathi the , har rishta nibhana tha,


Gam ki jubaan na hoti thi , na jhakhmo ka paimana tha ,


Rone ki wajah na thi, aur na hi hasne ka bahana tha


Ab nai rahi wo zindagi…. Aisa apna collage ka jamana tha ………

So before this days pass away , just enjoy at the fullest…… go crazy……

Behave like mad …….do whatever ur heart says , live ur life upto the fullest mark , because once this days will pass , will never come back……

Wishing u all the best ……

Raj Tripathi


Mba 2nd year, IEC-CET