• 1987: Year of birth, at Green Park, New Delhi
  • 1992-2001: Entered Pre-school @ Cambridge Public School from prep to class 8th, at New Delhi
  • 2001-2005: Continued schooling from 9th to 12th at Rotary Public School, after relocating at Gurgaon, in our own house
  • 2005: Got admission at Delhi University, ARSD(dhuala kuan), under B.Sc.(general, physical sciences), dropped out after attending two months for engineering entrance preparation, attempted many in the exams previous to admission at DU
  • 2006: Took coaching & test series of engineering entrance exam at Narayana institute, finally clearing AIEEE, got a seat a Apeejay College of Engineering,(MD University-Rohtak), in the branch of ECE(electronics and communications)
  • 2006-2010: Pursued B.E.(ECE), took part in blood donation camps, sports day & college fest under poetry recitation in 2008 & 2009
  • 2010: Graduated from MD University, enrolled for a software course at acrolect, prepared for a number of written tests for job applications at government sector banks and IES, GATE, PSU
  • 2011: Started with face to face interviews, got 1st job at a New York based SME, with a starting package/stipend= Rs. 5000/month, for a three month contract as Research analyst
  • 2011: joined another second work place at a German based MNC, getting my first time corporate work-experience
  • 2012: After resigning due to in satisfaction of job profile, prepared for more banking sector exams, took formal coaching with TIME for IBPS-PO-2, stood unclear about future, stayed at home unemployed, finally joining 3rd job at a private coaching center, as an English Trainer, resigned and left working without getting the salary for a single day out of 20 days, due to fraud identity of organization, joined a month’s internship at WNS under research.
  • 2013: After completing, still tried at banking jobs, IBPS-SO-2, 2 marks short under logical reasoning section, continued searching jobs and giving interviews, etc.
  • 2013-14: Joined the last BPO sector job, working for Serco, under a domestic process, for American Express, due to the finance department & my lack of knowledge in the related field, had to leave when morals finally got down
  • 2014: After resigning, traveled back hometown, faced my maternal grandmother’s death, my first real-life death experience, got me feeling sad and low, went low in health and energy level falling further down, tried keeping busy reading few novels and books, reading some newspaper, online articles, blogs, started taking interest in the simple pleasures of life and nature, sitting in the park, talking to family members and taking care of them as well as our pet dog, started practicing control over life, emotions, energies, running., exercising, maintaining health, eating out sometimes, traveling alone in the city and talking to strangers in public transport
  • 2015: Decided to study further, applied to B.Ed. course at GGSIPU, got a good rank unexpectedly at 1310, and got FIMT at 1st counselling, pursuing, cherishing and making the most out of this great opportunity of studying again at Delhi.

School & self-learning

My secret love “Muzik”

makes me smile , in the silence 

makes me cry, with those violins

touches my heart with the guitars

can’t see him as he’s so far.

takes away my pains & heels my sorrows

relaxes my senses and makes a better tomorrow.

turns me on with his rhythm & blues,

tries to touch my soul with the spiritual views.

makes me burn on the dance floor,

makes me lose control with the loud roar,

breaks my head and bang it hard,

when the rock ‘n’ roll and metal goes apart

and the hip-hop beats to shake and spin around

with the drum beats driving wicked and surround.

takes my breath away with the good old classics,

which makes the air goes so romantic

and the base goes running along

across the southern rock with the country so longed.

and the jazz and reggae comes in action

with the sweetness and sun tans goes in attraction.

he has taught me so much about life

that i know i can make myself no more strive.

i can feel him in my ears,

he can’t with all those gears.

i can’t see him anywhere,

even though he catches me everywhere.

He is immortal and never bids goodbye,

but i sometimes have to fall short and go so shy.

he’s always with me, my lips, my nerves n my senses

but my eyes keeps searching for him in those shells.

when he’s all packed in boxes so heavy

and cluttered in the wires so thin and wavy

i can’t see him ever cause the man i am talking about in this whole story

is “Muzik” ..

I wrote this little piece way back in my graduation days..once when i used to be much of a active-music-lover/follower. I developed much of the taste from my radio addiction..offline that days, while now we all have loads of apps and online technologies to hear the fresh and record breaking artists from national, international or even regional artists. So as i was telling you all about my love for this area, which somehow have taken a backstage lately, since i m cut short on my leisure fun time to more of a serious studious kinds. I slowly and gradually realized to myself when i fist start going to the college once again last year, life has kind of turned topsy-turvy, and been turned upside down from dull n boring to interesting yet roller-coaster kind of a ride for me.

Being from a technical background, i hardly had any plans to continue much on the academics and studies, until i realized that i was deeply saddened and much of a failure in my real life, as a responsible human-being, female, daughter, sister, friend and the list just goes on. What i never understood was a bitter fact of life that, the journey never stops unless your mind stops talking and your heart beats come to a nil on that graph and your body had stopped working and died from inside out. I realized a fact, that i had been trying much too hard to achieve something which was kind of really hard to achieve in this life-time, failing to finally succeed in any of my attempts on any of the competitive exams and getting somewhere good making a stable career for myself.

So finally last year i made up my mind to give this last dive in to the mess of examinations, applying for a Bachelors in Education course at a well reputed university of our national capital. The only course entrance exam form i had applied, a solo one, and had this misinformation, i.e; only 200 seats for the course, which happened to be applied for another university. I tried for a few more universities, with the leading ones, but failed to go ahead due to some issues. So 10th may-2015, we had our common entrance test, with my center somewhere in the south location. The results were out on 19th, and i somehow tried avoiding to check instead having a misconception for the seat/student ratio for the concerned university. I remember very clearly i was sad on life not turning out even close to what i had planned for. I didn’t check it on 19th and went online a day later, seeing the best to my eye had ever believed. I stood at a rank 1310, to which at first, i jumped out of my seat in a feeling of joy and fiesta, but again, held myself back due to the wrong info, checking that list where the ranks had gone as high as somewhere 7200s. I was not just happy for the rank i had got, but only to the fact, that i stood at a good position somewhere, without so much of hard-work that i had put in for cracking my AIEEE, and other entrances. Perhaps, that’s what we call “destiny“, and now i absolutely believe and have utmost faith in this word.

Since i stepped to this new platform of my life embracing all the good things of life and the simple pleasure of being happy with small steps of climbing a mountain and a never ending journey of give and take, known as the world of Teaching and learning,  the world of Education, it gives me immense pride and tonnes of good-feelings, hope, wisdom and optimistic attitude to face life with great confidence and a path of self-discovery. I am a student of B.Ed.(2015-2017), FIMT, Guru Gobind Singh Indraprastha University, Delhi.

The poem above was a presentation i was suppose to give individually for my practical subject assignment. And below is a picture of some of my new friends/classmates/teachers/guide and counselors.

Diwali Mela @FIMT with Bhawna mam,Sarika mam, Rekha mam, Ridhi mam, and clockwise-Prachi, Ritika, Kanchan, Priya, Archana, Shireen, Anuradha at back, Ranjana, Abhilasha, Vandana and u know me. 🙂

Music and lyrics

As our part of the curriculum this time, we had been assigned a few subjects as our practical ones, like one of them being the very tech-savvy,  highly anticipated one, known as the ICT-Information & Communication Technology. The practical subjects comes with a credit score of 2, along with the other subjects like PSE-Pre school engagement-2 part followed by the first which was being scheduled in our last semester, and the best and the most cherished yet highly ignored subject of ‘Drama and Art in Education’. This being my favorite one currently in this session under our 2nd-semester, the reason being we all are born and brought from eras of highly engaging and unadulterated fun-loving yet versatalities and extravaganza of deeply touching and overwhelming of expressions of joy, pleasure and pain. Its a hard-core generation there out there in this new era of being and solo and self-explorations, and this is the only one form which comes in its own sweetest yet undissolved flavors of life and huge fortune, somewhat called as “ART”.

According to me, this art hold a really significant part of my life, since it takes from the deepest overflowing rivers of feelings, to the abandon of spaces, wide open in those highest skies, simply giving a feeling of soul-searching yet amazing peace of mind, from my strenuous tasks of mindless talking to the seventh heaven and may be to the almighty. That somehow brings me sop much to my pure self, that it ignites me, revives me, satisfies me, and creates colors of life- which are so damn beautiful in its own selfish yet simple way. This art gives me immense feeling of wonderful, beautiful, and somewhat even terrifyingly extra-terrestrial making me feel ‘ALIVE’, bringing me back from the dead life and putting the exact meaning of the word “LIVE” to ALIVE.

Alright, a lot of drama, let me come back to the point, to our subject, known as ‘Drama and art’, as i told you, in the last time Story of a writer, with a little insight of my own tiny world of imagination, i had been a part of this since long enough to understand a bit about writing and poetry.  With all the dimensions of art forms- be it-art and craft, music & theater.., we were suppose to present a multi-media lesson or some form of presentation technique in front of our whole batch, either in group or as individual. And so i chose the subject as music. This domain–being the most and soul foundation for building up my rhyming-sense as well as a bit of my communication skills too, helped me to start more and more on poetry to writing and now blogging. So i explored a bit from Google obviously and took the much needed guidance from my great music buddy and brother musician too, Sushant.

“Like knowledge is for the mind, food is for the belly, nature and its vibrant colors are for the eyes, similarly music is for the ears- {giving an aural nourishment, soothes, calms, relaxes the nerves with loads of shares and experiences for emotions within}”.

Music= Inspiring lyrics + powerful melodies (all wrapped in a 4 minute energy bar)

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