tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51312372822327277422011-06-13T01:07:43.171-07:00In the line of successhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13839588795824730769noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131237282232727742.post-28765975525041384062008-07-07T04:04:00.000-07:002008-07-07T04:26:59.731-07:00<span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"><strong>School over 2005, College over 2008, Office ends..............hmmmm...na </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"><strong>picture avi baaki hai mere dost</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><strong><em>June 2 , 2008 Churchgate </em>-</strong> White and blue striped shirt, blue striped Trousers, black oxford shoes, office file and me, like the thousand others scurrying thru the hustling station, running to be on time to the office to escape the wrath of the bulky bosses glaring from behind the thick glasses.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">"ek Times of India dena bhaiyya" my first words to the vendor as i opened my wallet to look for 4 rupees from the Hyatt Regency embossed wallet (received coz i was da best Industrial trainee May 29, 2006 - October 14, 2006).</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"> .....<em><strong><span style="color:#330033;">Chek for more soon</span></strong></em></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131237282232727742-2876597552504138406?l=sagacius.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>In the line of successhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13839588795824730769noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131237282232727742.post-60239527336417770642007-03-16T21:43:00.000-07:002007-03-18T01:53:06.068-07:00<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;" >Here as I am sitting down to vent my innerself to you all as I discover it. It? no...I am a mortal. Wisdom & happiness eludes me, prohibiting me from basking in the glory of the recent times. ALMIGHTY where art thou?..........Help!</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;" ><br />Friend turns foe or i should say' made a foe'........Realisation is far from the reach of few. Here i stand in the midst of such fickle minded people on the verge of an important avenue of my life. What life unfolds tommorrow, I know not. But I pray for realisation of the people around, whom I love.<br /> <br />Transition is what has prevailed in the second year of my college; metamorphosis?? not really. i find myself amongst many other people...trust worthy people. I am no longer meek, i can combat atrocities which I can never even fathom. My mind is Colosus!...but where is happiness.<br /><br /> "what man has made of man" here i am in the pursuit of the answer.<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;" ><strong> <br />Signing off</strong> :<br /><em style="font-weight: bold;">Bipul Singh</em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131237282232727742-6023952733641777064?l=sagacius.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>In the line of successhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13839588795824730769noreply@blogger.com4