May be YES…hmmm…may be NOT. OK. Why? I don’t know. May be you know but then why will you know, it’s my ‘self-branded’ issue. My life. Customized for me, My way! See. I am exclusive…Ye! God made me like that but that exclusivity is the issue here…puzzling! You guys must be feeling ‘?’…this Yuva[/i] thing here is not a monologue, it WILL cause you disturbance.
Miserable naa! Grass is what you need my reader anonymous friend? Ok no…wait let’s have a small talk here…the complicated issue is that I have been rejected this time around (too), which is not the first time…but this isn’t the problem. Problem (the concerning one) is I am worrying less for my rejections. Strong immunity I have [smiles] but I fear for the sake of my Yuva[/i]…I want to worry more, scratch my head, my hair, my skin and my f**king dear aha aha. I should not or may be should…be happy. I am moving towards wisdom…infact I am running towards wisdom…I am way ahead of this world…they are pathetic losers and I am the winner…the rejected one…yo baby (call me at my cell…before it gets busy…)
But all wisdom gained is insane….sane is practicality - the scores, the fame, the repo, the auro (shouldn’t it be aura), the f**king count and not that insane one-liners [just me self-happy-happy closets]. Even though I am insane…I cherish it now…I learn more but earn less…learn/earn [love that mathematical divide between the two…wish it could get me more marks]…creative naa! Ya but are we missing technology here. Oh no! My country (mera desh) is so very advanced, basically it decides its intelligent human capital on two numbers (10 and 12)…oh! But why! 10 - because we love a Tendulkar (person in whose respect 10th class board was constituted so that young bright innovative non-mugging brains can get opportunities to score centuries…I failed on my way in my this life). And what about class 12th? Because we admire time…watches with 12 bars arranged in circular ones…TAG Heuer ones…sorry brand ambassador SRK I hate everything you endorse…I hate quite a lot of things then…my style, my way, my life! I still appreciate Satyajit Ray, Hrishikesh Mukherjee, STILL! in this Yuva[/i]!
But the point is I am not dejected, I am not elated…I am confused between the two…Rejection has brought me sanity (in good English! Sense of perspective)…rejection, a word to rejoice, enjoy and celebrate and more than that it gives you something to live on…experience of life…memories of fighter…bravo writer…macho…even without 6 packs…babes not wanted here…I will taste them only when I taste success…cost efficiency you see…am good at management…
My next step – Laugh; I think that’s the best option for both, the readers as well as the esteemed author. But it seems a bit unpractical, fake and difficult to accomplish in this discussion on ‘my yuvalution[/i]’. But that’s where, it’s important to assess the difference between 'having a life[/i]' and 'living a life[/i]'. Life, by the way is a highly diplomatic term which my dictionary says is time gap between birth and death (it sounds like a class period controlled by a necessary condition i.e. you can't bunk this period once you enter).
By letting things pass through isn't the right way to appreciate your life especially when you are a student manager. You have to take the challenges, even if they rain upon you in mega quantities. That’s where the difference lies in 'having a life and 'living a life'. If you are given a brain, it’s your duty to think/stress your mind and consequently, come with solutions but don’t think about their success and failure amidst the process of thinking...Karma is dharma[/i] is what I am taught in my business ethics lecture. Not to care about fruits fetched from my action. They might cause diabetes to me.
The next step is how to think. It’s a very simple process and also accounts as a major difference between humans and animals. But the point here is what to think, since you have so many problems descending on you as an avalanche.
Start from thinking good (instead of thinking the remedies for the problems). Trust me it makes you happy and once the tones are set, the ideas become pragmatic and they start making sense.
I will admire if you understand the zest of my above piece…and for all who didn’t…and are thinking has he being f**ked? (in literal sense) or is he living on grass? (in true sense) or is he a non-me?…I just admire the feeling of being rejected…so much pure it is (unmatched purity)…fantastic is ‘yuva’[/i] life this one!
Conclusion: Your life…experience it, your way [the secret to achieve nirvana without dope]. Brother’s advice – Be responsible with a die-hard attitude, always.
The last line sums up my simple mantra defining my yuvalution. Cheers.
- Ankit Gupta (IMT G)