Patient’s Name: Conscience, Time of Death: Unknown

12/100 - the numbers were written inside a red circle and the word Fail written below it with the same ink. This is what the front page of the four page exam sheet he was staring at said…
I still remember, we were born together, Me, Him, FG, and P. Life was clear, life was free. We would play for hours, fall down and get up, fail and try to succeed again…it was all just what anyone could want… till FG’s brother FE was born and along with him were born R and G.

…FE and P stood there smiling as he turned to the last sheet…

Charles Darwin famously quotes “It is not the strongest of the species that survives, nor the most intelligent that survives. It is the one that is the most adaptable to change.” This and most probably this alone is what makes humans the most dangerous of beings. Surviving is all we care about.

…"Get Signed from Guardian" was written on the last page. He looked up and saw FG andMe standing right there trying to tell him what he was about to do was wrong.

What’s the difference between Right and Wrong, Dark and Light? It’s all in the perception, FE had told him. The only thing important is survival, P had added. To survive, he had to be a quick learner, this had always been clear to him. I was still there watching, unable do anything as I had just met with an accident last night when he was driving without a seat belt, while talking on the phone. I was still happy though, he had friends; R and G were still with him. I was sure they would help him.

… R and G came running in. Thank God they were here I thought. I was sure they would be able to stop him… But it didn’t happen. FE and P had total control.

My condition had gotten worse I had fragile legs and a broken spine. I was lying on the bed when I heard… it had happened again. But this time it was different, R and G had left him and something different had taken over. He was feeling proud, was having a drink with his friends, FE and P, telling them how easily he had bypassed the law and achieved survival.

…And then it happened…

“Utterly Broken” is how Wikipedia defines the word Corrupt. I have been on this bed for quite some time now; I am no longer able to stand on my own. Yesterday some doctors came to put me on a support system. In this system they appoint people to watch over me. They said the FEAR of these people will help me stand up again. FEAR would make it right. They were making the same mistake, the mistake I, Conscience, had made some time ago when I had put my faith in FG.

Fear now rules this place. Unfortunately fear can never rule for long because to dethrone one fear another fear is born like it had happened that day…

12/100 - the numbers inside a red circle and the word Fail written below it in red. This is what the front page of the four sheet exam paper, he was staring at said. Fear (Evil) and Pressure stood there smiling as he turned to the last sheet. "Get Signed from Guardian" it said. He looked up and saw Fear (Good) and Me standing right there trying to tell him what he was about to do was wrong. Remorse and Guilt came running in. Thank God they were here I thought. I was sure they would be able to stop him but it didn’t happen. Fear (Evil) and Pressure had total control...

…And then it happened, he picked up the pen on his right and forged the signature of his Dad... This was as I like calling it the first time he drew blood and tasted it.

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I know a lot of you might have already seen this in your mails but I had such a laugh while reading this one that I couldn't resist...
This is actually awesome...

We definitely know how to sell our services... :)))

Now This is Definitely Chak De Fatte.....

Not a big fan of reality shows or television I usually am out of touch with what goes on in the world of the Idiot Box, but this was definitely worth seeing. Britains Got Talent 2008 finalists Signature during their auditions. Simply awesome...



Have been listening to this song on the loop... Here we go again

Baanh Farh Ke Nachan Nu Jee Karda, Ki Kariye Nachna Aunda Nayi
Baanh Farh Ke Nachan Nu Jee Karda, Ki Kariye Nachna Aunda Nayi


Just copied the lyrics from some where, can't understand a word but its Bloody Brilliant (In a British accent) :))

Five Stages of Grief: From College to The First Job

Courtesy: deadspin.com

Remember when you got your first job. How, happy you were, not able to control the joy that this piece of paper called the offer letter had given you. The fruit of all that work that you had been doing was right there in your hand. You felt that this is it, your opportunity to change the world as you see it is here. You are on the road to making a huge name for yourself almost instantly. You had finally found your place in the sun.


And almost two years into the job you feel, things would had been better if you forgot that offer letter on the sun itself. You start feeling that everything you had ever learned was a waste of everyones time because almost everything does not work in the practical world.


Denial: "I feel fine."; "This can't be happening, not to me."
The day I cleared my final semester and got the call letter, over joyed as I was, this was the first thought that came to my mind. 


Anger: "Why me? It's not fair!"; "How can this happen to me?"; "Who is to blame?"
My first day in the office. Sitting for eight hours straight. No friends, no one to talk to. You have to come daily and sit from 9 to 6? Are you kidding me?


Bargaining: "Just let me live to see my children graduate."; "I'll do anything for a few more years."; "I will give my life savings if..."
Me to my boss (in my head of course) the first time I got scolded. It felt there you go finally you find a way to earn money and that also gets screwed.


Depression: "I'm so sad, why bother with anything?"; "I'm going to remain this way... What's the point?"; "I miss my loved one, why go on?"
6 months and loads of scoldings later. Everything falls into a routine. No more can you hang out through the night with your friends. No more can you just sleep through the day without doing anything. All your friends are busy and so are you. You miss your college every day and will most probably do so through out your life.


Acceptance: "It's going to be okay."; "I can't fight it, I may as well prepare for it."
One year into the job. You have a routine. You get up in the morning, go to your office, come back and just relax. Life as you know has changed. You have more friends now, more people to hang out with, you are better at politics. In all life is good all around...