Well, last week I had some conversation for an hour with some lady (lady is wrong word, perhaps some aunty). She is wife of some prof at IIT-b. This was second time I met her. My first conversation was bit like a fight (Well, its funny and serious too, can share if you want) - perhaps that was partly due to my mistake. 

She seemed to be much confident and just dumped me with loads of advices and general life fundae - Perhaps I just wanted to brief that out here as an record here. What was amazing, whatever she told was damn relevant to my life right now - I don't know how she told me exactly all stuff that actually was so relevant. 

Here it goes

Personality: She put is too much to have a nice personality. I did not really understood what she strictly mean, but got some feel of her imagination. Personality is something which parents develop in their kids, its all what you have attained till 18 years. Its all mental food which parents feed in child's brain. Its the age you should be so much mature to distinguish between right and wrong; finding right partner for you is just a small judgement, its age you should be mature enough to select right ppl to rule the nation. Also, you should do what you are expected to do. She meant that we students are here to be technocrats and should make our mindset to be that. Its not, we should dream of becoming actors and dancers to players in some engineering collage. Yeah, you should also play and dance, for fun and relaxations but one should not move much out of real motto of life. Some company that recruits you, wants you to solve problems ..not to dance and play sports. Personality is not just about looks and external appearance. She was damn open minded person and she says if you are in front of some beautiful gal - kitna dekhoge use, after some time you will just what notice is way person talks and behaves. Same applies to every other person you talk and interact in world. 

Online stuff: I just mentioned to her that we don't get much time here in campus and are busy. Then she lectured me again. She believe and yes, she is true that people like me waste time on facebook and orkut. Had I not wasted that time I would have done a lot more and have been much better off. She was very against having a large number of friends. She just said - you have 500 useless and helpless friends and they will do nothing for you in life. She told - she don't allow her daughter to be on facebook and other sites. She mentioned, given you are privileged and been rich mentally for being a part of best institute in country, you can have N number of virtual friends, but no real one. She said you should talk to people of your mental caliper. If you wanted to help some friend, pehle help karne layak to bano. She says these are best days of your life to learn and even have fun, but if you choose to waste it all, you would realise years later.  All she meant to say is, just stop this  virtual life and enter some real life too. Its all fake and un-expressive to interact virtually. Its better to read a book and sleep. Its better to meet some person personally and talk, even call and have some conversation. Time is precious and its more worth then you think. It will just fly if you won't manage it properly. She meant visiting 1-2 hrs a social networking website a week is more then sufficient. Else you are just ruining yourself. 

Social Work: She meant, people like me should not do any social work at this age. Never join any NGO etc. She says this is age to explore other stuff and become something and not teach A,B,C,D to poor kids. Nation is not spending on you to give that as output and neither you are expected to do the same. Social work etc can be done when you are 60+. Abhi tumhai kuch karne hi koi jarurat nahi hai. Kaise ki help karne sai pehle help karne layak to bano. 

Casual relationships: Don't enter into any casual relation with some one. May be you like someone who plays tennis well, may be you like someone who contacts you online or who drops you emails, may be who is nice to look at. But all these are just one part of person, you may not like anything else of person then his/her tennis skills, emails or external beauty. You need to find someone with whom your habits match, who can think like you. One should look for someone who is mentally close and sound. She again meant ki real life ko samjo; pagal mat bano. 

Now given you are locked in a room with a laptop and nice Internet connection and no one else to talk to, you have just one and only option to explore and get addicted to virtual life. You send all types of weird mails to all possible people and hope for replied from here and there. Some times you pour your frustration on someone else. You google for even the easiest stuff and simplest fundaes of life - Like what is friend -to- what to do in what situation. You search for right music to fill the very moment of time. You close your browser only to restart in 5 minutes. You are so much into your computer that you don't even bother to change shirt in a week. You love your images more than your soul. You check emails every hour, but you haven't checked any real letters in your hostel warden's office since last semester. Also, you get surprised to find your professor added over gchat list. Soon you lose interest in all. You find you have explored all possible movies, songs to people. You find yourself exhausted after trying out all possible heard software's. You have given up playing computer games and haven't installed any new game since months. You can't get any more from your computer. You have even not spared your iphone and used that toy to close to soreness situation. You have even blogged and ruined world with your thoughts. You have spammed close to 2000 people. Perhaps you wonder of any more you could get from this 15.4 inch box. 

One Toy Soldier

One toy soldier stands alone
With his drum down by his side

One toy soldier on his own
With his drum to keep the time

He keeps the beet of marching feet
He keeps the beat so true
He's one small toy for one small boy
But his heart is oh so blue

Who can mend my broken drum
Will it be as good as new

I must play when morning comes
If I don't, what shall I do?

He keeps the beat of marching feet
He keeps the beat inside
While children sleep, in dreams so deep
There's a secret he must hide

For he keeps the beat of marching feet
He keeps the beat so true
He wants to sing and hopes to bring
Happy christmas day to you

Da, Da, Da...

He keeps the beat of marching feet
He keeps the beat inside
Someone has come to mend his drum
Now his heart lights up with pride

So he keeps the beat of marching feet
He keeps the beat so true
When morning comes, he plays his drum

Happy Christmas Day to you!
One toy soldier stands alone
With his drum down by his side

One toy soldier on his own
With his drum to keep the time

He keeps the beet of marching feet
He keeps the beat so true
He's one small toy for one small boy
But his heart is oh so blue

Who can mend my broken drum
Will it be as good as new

I must play when morning comes
If I don't, what shall I do?

He keeps the beat of marching feet
He keeps the beat inside
While children sleep, in dreams so deep
There's a secret he must hide

For he keeps the beat of marching feet
He keeps the beat so true
He wants to sing and hopes to bring
Happy christmas day to you

Da, Da, Da...

He keeps the beat of marching feet
He keeps the beat inside
Someone has come to mend his drum
Now his heart lights up with pride

So he keeps the beat of marching feet
He keeps the beat so true
When morning comes, he plays his drum

Happy Christmas Day to you!