Curious Case of Yeddi and the biased Media

The people of karnataka gave a clear mandate to Yeddi and Co to cleanse the mud that his predecessors have thrown and give a clean govt. Not to throw more of his own. Yeddi’s personal priorites, his family interference, party’s spineless central leadership (leadership really????), Reddy’s dissidence, irresponsible Opposition…all have contributed to the present choas. Karnataka politics once known for its decency has reached a situation where we have to search for those attributes. This aritcle is directed against those arguments which constantly talk abt media’s biased approach towards Bjp and its affiliates. I am not pro or anti to any party…neither i am secularist nor a fundamentalist… My mind is not influenced by any “ism”s….I just talk my mind…

The most repetitive argument I have come across nowadays is “I am not supporting yeddi ..he shud be punished but what i am against is the biased approach of the media towards him”. The moment you add a “but” in the sentence the former part of the sentence loses its significance and the latter assumes it.It shows that you are more concerned for the latter not the former. I cant understand why dont you take the statement of Digvijay in the same spirit when he says “We are investigating the mumbai blasts “but” we are not ruling out the possibility of hindu fundamentalist’s hands in it”.Why are you biased now????whats the difference between you and Digvijay then?

Thats where I am worried. Instead of focusing on the real issues which needs immediate priority you are focusing on something else. A clear case of misplaced priorities.Lets assume for a moment that media is unbiased and they do not give “more” priority to yeddi’s scam which is “small” compared to other congressmen’s. Whats going to change??? Apart from giving a emotional satisfaction that this party is not the only corrupt what change its going to bring in? does it change the Millions of people’s lives which are affected by these scams and corruptions? No…… just pure pleasure that I am not alone…

When Nityananda’s scandal came to light he recieved the highest coverage with channels running the show for several months. He was targetted for months together and people supported that campaign.. reason…the preachings of nityananda did not match with his doings…same thing applies to Bjp too…Before they speak they start with phrases like “country first”, “bharatmata”, “janmabhoomi”, “bhagavadgeetha” and all highly regarded principles.. when you talk lot of ideals thousands of eyes will be watching each and every step and they will always be scrutinizing to find some or the other weakness which can be projected to defy you and your principles. This is natural tendency. On the other hand congressmen never talk about such high ideals at all..infact their PM does not even talk…all of them been outsourced to its mouthpiece Digvijay…People will be more pissed off when they see a saint doing the crime than a seasoned criminal doing the same.Who is trying to be saint here??? Bjp or Congress???

One of the main repurcussion of media’s biased approach is the formation of public opinion against that person and the subsequent electroral mandate against him. If that is the case Vajepaayi shud not have lost the elections when “india was shining”, Modi should not have won for another term “post Godhra” and S M krishna would not have lost when “Bengaluru was on its way to become Singapore”. The public opinion is not formed on the basis of media reports.They are formed on the basis of comman man’s problems and sufferings and what is the feel good factor he is having. BJP came to power in karnataka not beacuse media just ‘showed’ kumaraswamy as the “vachanabrashta” but ‘he was one’ and people sensed it.

Some supporters of BJP are so deeply immersed in accusations against media that they fail to recognize one character who was targeted the most brutally by the same biased media and went on to any levels to supress him but he did not just manage to survive it , rather came out triumphant against them , Mr. Narendra Modi. Initially he confronted any barkings against him but soon realized that a counter barking against barking does no good and chose to remain silent and mind his work(Example: when he walked out of Karan Thapar’s devil advocate due to karan’s incessant mentioning of post godhra riots). The man who was so vulnerable to media’s allegation and accusation today stands in a position where the same media thinks twice before commenting on him. They might not be praising all his development work but neither they are denouncing!!!!coz he has not given any chance for them!!!!!Absolute no chance!!!!!!! But believe me yeddi gave plenty of them!!!!!!!!

Media is absolutely biased no doubt in that. We need to understand the fact that they are business organisations. They care only about profitablity (like any other profession)not on the accountability of the facts they show.They choose..to show what they want. Having said that, perhaps this is not the time we focus our energy and critisims on how media works but to focus it on the culprits. Everyone agrees that yeddi has done wrong things..everyone agrees that he shud be punished….everyone agrees that the image of Karnataka and its politics are ruined…everyone agrees that there is solid evidences to back all these allegations….Then why are you shifting against the media… If the other congressmen are involved in corruption then launch a separate protest. Dont combine that with Yeddi’s case because it gives a feeling that you support yeddi and his corruptions. The media will interpret the same way and again you have to raise voice against its bias and this loops forever.

On the lighter side (To all those are up against media)

No matter how much you create noise the media is not going to change the way it is functioning. Accept it…So the options in-front of you are…

1. Fund the same media and make them your agents – This is not possible because in money power you cant match congress inspite of these reddy and yeddi scams. They are no.1 in that.

2. Provide them the best ad deals which they cant refuse (God Father style) – again not possible!!!!

3. Set up your own channels and newspapers make them the leading dailys – Forget it!!!!!

So When you cant make any of them either keep quiet or force the leaders to mend their ways. Because, it looks so funny seeing you fighting media and their corrupt and dishonest practices on behalf of the most corrupted men.

Why people support Anna Hazare??

2G, CWG, Adarsh,Denotifications and the list goes endless… I was fed up like most indians but didnt do anything except cursing those involved strongly in all bad words from all languages I know. But I knew that nothing is going to change just because I cursed them. But I didnt know what else can be done apart from cursing them and putting status messages on FB abt them. Most of the indians did the same. Nobody knew what they can do about it. Directionless!!!!!!!!!!

Then came the news of Egyptian,Tunisian and Arab world revolutions. They showed that if the people of the country come together and fight then they can bring change. Whether the change will be good or bad I am not concerned but definitely change can be brought. But everything needs a trigger . In case of arab world it was the suicide of a Tunisian which triggered the massive unrest and in case of India it was Anna’s fast. I am not comparing or expecting that kind of outburst in India but at least somthing has started. But anna’s fasting event gave the people like me a direction to do something in that regard within the realms of our ability and capacity. For the first time in my life I thought Facebook is of some worth.

Frankly speaking I did not know who was anna hazare before his fast unto death movement and I dont care too. And I assume most of the indians too did not know about him. The reason for the widespread support to Anna Hazare’s fast is not beacuse Anna is a great person or the Jan Lokpal Bill is the perfect and the only solution to end corruption rather because it provided a platform for all the indians to express the anger and mounting frustrations.

If we can take the taste of Police lathis for the sake of one cricket match ticket we can do much more useful things than that. Lets go to Freedom Park on Saturday and show our solidarity to the people doing fast unto death along with Anna. Lets come out of the stereotypical behaviour of thinking what will happen if I alone go there .Something we have done to beat the deaf eardrums of our shameless government. Lets beat it with more intensity.

Final Note:

Mr.Sibal said that a member from civil society cannot become the chairman of a committe which consists of ministers

Is it because it undermines the status, honour and respect of ministers??? If so then Mr.Sibal please cut the crap!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ಹರಿದ ಹಾಳೆ

ತಿಳಿದರೆ ಬಾಳೊಂದು ಪುಸ್ತಕವೆಂದು
ನಾ ಓದದೆ ಬಿಟ್ಟ ಪುಟವೊಂದು ನೀನು
ಯಾವ ಪುಟವನ್ನು ಬಿಟ್ಟರೂ ಆಗದು ಪುಸ್ತಕ ಪೂರ್ಣ
ಆದರೂ ಬಿಟ್ಟೆನೆತಕೆಂದು ತಿಳಿಯದು ಕಾರಣ.

ತಿಳಿದೂ ಬಿಟ್ಟೆನಾ , ತಿಳಿಯದೆ ಬಿಟ್ಟೆನಾ
ಎಂಬ ಗೊಂದಲದಲ್ಲಿ ಮುಳುಗಿದೆ ಈ ಮನ
ತಿಳಿಯದೆ ಬಿಟ್ಟಿದ್ದರೆ ನನಗಿಂತ ದುರ್ದೈವಿಯಾರಿಲ್ಲ
ತಿಳಿದೂ ಬಿಟ್ಟಿದ್ದರೆ ನನಗಿಂತ ಮೂರ್ಖನಾರಿಲ್ಲ.

ಏಕೋ ಏನೋ ಇಂದು ಆ ಪುಸ್ತಕವನ್ನು ಕೈಗೆತ್ತಿಕೊಂಡೆ
ಆಗ ಸುಳಿಯಿತು ನಿನ್ನ ನೆನಪು ಮಿಂಚಿನಂತೆ
ತಕ್ಷಣ ತಿರುವಿದೆ ಆ ಕಡೆ ಬೇರೆಲ್ಲವನು ಮರೆತು
ಆದರಲ್ಲಿ ಉಳಿದಿತ್ತು ಕೇವಲ ಹರಿದ ಹಾಳೆಯ ಗುರುತು.

–ಡ್ರೀಮ್ ಕೋಟೆ

Pay per Second – How good is it?

It has been a long time since I updated my blog. the reasons were many ranging form not getting free time to not knowing what to write. but few days back when i received a message from my friend notifying the change in his contact number from Airtel to TATA’s Docomo, a strange thought process developed in my mind regarding  the Docomo plan “pay per second“.

At first even I was fascinated by the idea. But i felt sorry for TATA coz they seem  to lose huge revenue by providing services at such cheap rates. but one day when I was traveling to my place in BMTC, again this question started to trouble in my mind. so i took a piece of paper and started to write some random minutes and seconds and tried to figure  out what individual plans going to cost. To my surprise I got Docomo rates higher than normal 50 paise/min plan. So I thought to make it more structured and planned and make it free from human emotions in generating those random numbers.

Today i am really free with virtually nothing to do . so i thought let me write simple C program and make it more comprehensive. below is the simple C code. (for people who don’t know anything about programming write down some random numbers and figure yourselves out)

// rates.c :

#include <time.h>
#include <stdlib.h>
#include<conio.h>

#define NO_OF_TEST_CASES 900
#define MAX_MINUTES 10

struct callrates
{
int minutes[NO_OF_TEST_CASES];
int seconds[NO_OF_TEST_CASES];
float totalrate;
} Docomo,normal_50;

int main()
{

int count = NO_OF_TEST_CASES,min,sec,i;

srand((unsigned int)time((time_t *)NULL));

for(i=0;i<count;i++)
{

min = rand()%MAX_MINUTES;
sec = rand()%60;

printf(“%d\t\t%d\n”,min,sec);

Docomo.minutes[i] = min;
Docomo.seconds[i] = sec;

normal_50.minutes[i] = min;
normal_50.seconds[i] =sec;

Docomo.totalrate += (float)(Docomo.minutes[i]*60 + Docomo.seconds[i])/100; // convert to paisa and then to rupees

normal_50.totalrate += (float)((normal_50.minutes[i]*50)+50)/100;        // convert to paisa and then to rupees

}

printf(“Docomo\t%f\nnormal_50\t%f”,Docomo.totalrate,normal_50.totalrate);

getch();

return 0;
}

( For Programming Geeks : Before commenting on the style of programming or code refinement or making it more optimal please know that I am not a great programmer so please don’t see the above code from that perspective . but if you find any logical errors in calculations or better algo for generating random nos etc commenting on that is highly appreciated.)

How to Use :
1. you just need to change NO_OF_TEST_CASES and MAX_MINUTES

How I chose NO_OF_TEST_CASES

Lets say i call 5 times a day.for one month its 5*30 = 150 and i keep this plan for around 6 months .so totally it will be 150*6 = 900 calls.

Choosing MAX_MINUTES

Lets say i speak for a maximum of 10 minutes . All my calls last within 10 minutes.

My Test Results (corrected to nearest integer…included only 5 cases for demonstration purpose)

DOCOMO: Rs. 2647
NORMAL: Rs.2431

DOCOMO: Rs.2746
NORMAL: Rs.2522

DOCOMO: Rs.2646
NORMAL: Rs.2434

DOCOMO: Rs.2727
NORMAL: Rs.2498

DOCOMO: Rs.2758
NORMAL: Rs.2525

GOT THE POINT?????????…

How we have been (at least me) fooled by the “pay per second” plan. I think this plan suits to only those who normally dont talk much over the phone. but the marketing was done so nicely that they made us to feel that we are under “gadi ka atyachaar”. When someone talks for around 10 mins then the next few seconds does not count at all. but we fail to recognize this and simply believe that this plan is the best. For those induviduals who speak a minimum of 10 minutes over phone like businessmen or the one having girlfriend/boyfriend this plan is suicidal.

You can try giving different values to the two macros according to your needs and find out which one suits you the best.

By looking at this I realized TATA is not making any loss by allowing us to pay per second and now why every operator seems to be liking this idea. After all nobody sells anything for a loss. Hats off to the guy who created this plan!!!!!!!!!

Disclaimer : I am not in favour of any operator or any plan. I was just letting a machine generate some random numbers and calculate the rates according to the paln. I assume the reader’s mind is evolved to the extent of making his own judgements without blind acceptance. If any reader claims he lost money  coz of this article anything related to this, the author doesnot take any responsibility in such cases.

Any constructive comments which may lead to a healthy discussion is highly appreciated !!!!!!!!!!!

ಕೋಲ್ಮಿಂಚು

ನೆನಪಿನಾಳದ ಗವಿಯಲ್ಲಿ ಬೆಳಕಾಗಿ ಕಾಣುತಿಹೆ
ಧರೆಗಿಳಿದು ಬಂದ ಸುರೆಯಂತೆ ನೀನು
ಹೃದಯದ ಪರಿಧಿಯೊಳು ಬಚ್ಚಿಟ್ಟ ಹೂವಾಗಿ
ಕಾಡುತಿಹೆ ನೀ ಎನ್ನ ಮನದ ದನಿಯಾಗಿ.

ತುಂಬಿದೆ ಬಾಳನ್ನು ನಿನ್ನ ಸವಿಯಾದ ನಗುವಿನಲಿ
ಬಳುಕುತಾ ಸಾಗಿದೆ ಝರಿಯಂತೆ ನೀ ಎನ್ನ ಮನದಲ್ಲಿ
ಮಳೆ ನಿಂತ ಮೇಲೆ ಕುಣಿದ ನವಿಲಂತೆ
ಗರಿಗೆದರಿ ಹಾಡಿತೀ ಮನ ನಿನ್ನ ಸನಿಹದಲಿ.

ಹರ್ಷದಿಂದ ಕುಣಿದಿದ್ದೆ ತಿಳಿದು,ನೀ ನನ್ನ ಬಾಳಿನ ಉದಯರಾಗ
ಆದರೇನು ತಿಳಿದಿತ್ತು ನೀ ಕೊನೆಯ ಚರಣದ ಸಂಧ್ಯಾರಾಗ
ಎಣಿಸಿದ್ದೆ ನೀ ಬೆಳಗುವೆ ಬಾಳನು ನಂದಾದೀಪದಂತೆ
ಆದರೆ ವಿಧಿಯೆಣಿಕೆಯಂತೆ ಬಂದು ತೆರಳಿದ್ದೆ ನೀ ಕೊಲ್ಮಿಂಚಿನಂತೆ.

–ಡ್ರೀಮ್ ಕೋಟೆ

ಡಿಂಗನ ಗೋಳು – Part 2

Placement ಆದ ಖುಷಿಯಲಿ ಡಿಂಗ
ಮಜಾ ಮಾಡಿದ ಗೆಳೆಯರ ಸಂಗ
CS, Movies ಎಂದು ಸಮಯ ಕಳೆದ
Trekking ಅಂತ ಕಾಡೆಲ್ಲಾ ಅಲೆದ.

ಆದರೆ ಉಳಿಲಿಲ್ಲ ಈ ಸಂತೋಷ ಬಹುದಿನ
ಕಾಡಲು ಹತ್ತಿತು Project ಪ್ರತಿಕ್ಷಣ
Teammate Yeda, Guide ಆದ HOD
ಇಂತ combination ಬೇಡ ನೋಡಿ!!

ಗೊತ್ತಿಲ್ಲ ನಿನಗೆ ಏನೂ ಕೂಡ
ಮೊದಲು Project ಬಗ್ಗೆ ತಿಳಿದು ನೋಡ
ನಂತರ ಬಂದು ಕಾಣು ಎಂದು
ಬೈದು ಕಳಿಸಿದ Guide ಅಂದು.

ಡಿಂಗನು Research papers ಕಲೆಹಾಕಿದನು
ಎಲ್ಲಾ ಬಿಟ್ಟು ಅದನೋದುತ ಕುಳಿತನು
ಎಷ್ಟು ಓದಿದರು ತಲೆಗತ್ತಲಿಲ್ಲ
ಈ ಚಿಂತೆಯಲಿ ನಿದ್ದೆ ಬರಲಿಲ್ಲ.

Guide ನ ಕಾಟ ತಾಳದೆ ಡಿಂಗನು
ಕೊನೆಗೆ ಈ ರೀತಿ ನಿರ್ಣಯಕೆ ಬಂದನು
“ಮೊದಲಿನ ಹಾಗೆ cool ಆಗೆ ಇರುವೆನು
ಕೊಟ್ಟರೆ ಕೊಡಲಿ FF ಅವನು.”

—ಡ್ರೀಮ್ ಕೋಟೆ

Last Bench Speaks….

“Oh god! Again I am late 15 minutes…Mam is going to kill me with her comments. So better not attend this whole session. Let me come to the afternoon class..”  Thinking like this I went back to my room and threw myself on the bed. I decided, this afternoon I will be the first one to enter the class and get rid of my label as “late comer”.So I got ready and left quite early because I didn’t want to listen blithely to the acerbic comments made by every teacher who took first hour about my late coming. No one was there in the class. So I was a happy man. Just to pass the time I took my mobile out and there was a message from CR “No classes in the afternoon ..just enjoy”.. “Damn it”..I thought . I came all the way from the hostel to be a good boy ,but all my efforts went in vain.

I just put my head on the desk trying to soothe myself. Suddenly I heard a loud laugh for which I got up too see anyone. To my surprise there was no trace of any living being in the whole class. I got puzzled, from where did the sound come. Then I realized, its from the bench itself on which I was sitting ,“The Last Bench”!. I got stunned, how could this happen, a non living thing laughing looking at my plight?

Even though it seemed weird, I asked “are you the one who laughed?” “Yes” It replied. I was quite amazed to see a bench talking and it seemed little fun to me. So I decided to continue my conversation with the bench. “So, howz life man…Ohhh sorry ‘bench’…” I asked. The bench didn’t answer. So I repeated my question. With a moment of silence, and then, “Exactly like yours…” it replied. I cant believe his answer “Like meeee…I don’t see any chance of you knowing howz ma life is going, dude…” I said. “Why? Don’t I see you being scolded by teachers almost everyday, don’t I see you happy causing trouble to the teachers sitting on me, don’t I hear the gossips you make during classes, don’t I feel the pain you feel when the teacher extends the class for 15 mins more? I see you almost everyday doing all the pranks, get caught by them and never regretting for that but still be complacent” bench asked vividly. It seemed so funny to me “Ok fine but how come your life is exactly like mine….” I said giggling. The bench in an emotional voice asked me “ Till today I haven’t shared my feelings with anyone . but  you seem to be a perfect person to share with. Do you want to listen to my story?”. I was very curious to listen to the story of “the last bench”. So I agreed and it started…..

“There were only few steps to heaven when I heard that I am going to be placed in a prestigious institute. I began to dream about my new place. Getting cleaned everyday by the cleaning staff, intelligent students sitting on me and listening to lectures with concentration, getting numbers written on me during exams etc etc. I still remember the day when I and my friends were brought to the institute. I was quiet apprehensive about my place in the classroom. I always wanted to be the first bench so that everyone looks at me while entering the classroom. To my delight I was taken first to the classroom but unfortunately placed at ‘last’. I was so distressed at my fate that I decided to end my life.(meanwhile I was thinking how could a bench commit suicide…but refrained from asking coz I didn’t want to hurt its sentiments – writer).

But soon the things became normal for me. Whatever my fate was, I was ready to accept it. I began to observe one interesting thing that few times people were desperate to sit on me. Though it gave me momentary happiness, I had a weird feeling that the desperation to occupy the seat in the last bench was not permanent, say just for one session. One fine day when I came to know the rationale behind this act, I was really upset for being used as a whore! They used me to hide from lecturers when they have to sleep or study for the test, the very next hour or so. Few even used to complete the unfinished assignments during class or to finish their half done breakfast or snacks etc. In other words I became safe heaven for all kinds of mischievous acts.

If these were the most hated persons in my list, the next were the dumb headed lecturers. I was getting furious whenever they said… “people sitting in the last bench, are you listening?”, “It seems Back benchers are puzzled, not able to understand” or in the middle some dirty comments like “a lot of noise from last benches”, “all the people sitting in the back come front. You should come forward in life not confine to back bench only.” I don’t understand what these people think of me. You can observe one thing in these comments that even though it’s the people who do the mischief, I am the one blamed always. If they make noise, what can I do? Why I am being blamed for that. These acts by lecturers compelled me to call them dumb headed.

During those days, I was desperately searching for at least one person who could understand my feelings. Nobody seemed to care about my needs and emotions. I was so depressed. I was eagerly looking forward to see a silver lining to my cloudy life and that came in the form of a group of students, all of them with a distinguishing personality, and with a mischievous touch in their acts, the permanent Back Benchers. These guys always wanted to occupy the last bench not just to hide their mischief but for their real affection towards the most neglected bench in the class.

I was very happy carrying their masterpieces which exhibited their extraordinary talent in painting, all over me. I felt myself proud in showcasing their poetic ability. I enjoyed resonating with their beat creating noise to disturb the ambience of the class. When I am with them I become one among them. I forget all my sorrows, all my bad experiences and began to love my life. They brought cheer in my life and I am really grateful to them and even to you as you are also one among them”.

Uffff!!!!! I wondered!!! Such a long story … I could never imagine how the small things we do in our life knowingly or unknowingly affects the others to such an extent. We do love our bench. We do care about it and most importantly we are proud to be Back Benchers. To put an end to my endless thoughts, the huge cacophonic bell rang and I felt as if somebody is forcibly pulling me out of a dream world.

It was already 5 in the evening and I started walking towards the hostel block carrying dilemma whether the last bench did really speak or I dreamt like that. Though I couldn’t come to any conclusion, one thing was clear that whatever it seemed to have said, each word is said is true for sure.

–DreamKote

ಡಿಂಗನ ಗೋಳು

ಡಿಂಗನು ತಿಳಿದ final year ಚಂದ
Hostelಲ್ಲಿ ಇದ್ದರೆ ಇನ್ನೂ ಅಂದ
ನೋಡುವೆ movies ಆಡುವೆ ಆಟ
ಮುಗಿಯಿತು ಇನ್ನು lecturesಗಳ ಕಾಟ

ಆದರೆ ಬಂತು placement ಎಂಬ ವಿಘ್ನ
ಆಯಿತು ಇವನ ಕನಸುಗಳು ಭಗ್ನ
ಪ್ರತಿದಿನ ATBಲ್ಲಿ pptಯ ಕೊರೆತ
Apti ಬರೆವಾಗ ಎಲ್ಲಾ ಮರೆತ

Dream ನಲ್ಲಿ ಆಗೊ ಯೋಗ್ಯತೆ ಇಲ್ಲ
Normal ಬರೆಯಲು level ಬಿಡಲ್ಲ
C, C++ ಸರಿಯಾಗಿ ಬರೊಲ್ಲ
OS, DBS ಗೊತ್ತೇ ಇಲ್ಲ

ಹೀಗೇ ಆದರೆ ಹೇಗೋ ಡಿಂಗ
ಆಗುವೆ ನೀನು ಇಂಗು ತಿಂದ ಮಂಗ
ಎಂದು ಕೇಳಿದಾಗ ಗೆಳೆಯ ಅಂದು
ಕೊಟ್ಟನು ಉತ್ತರ higher studies ಎಂದು

-ಡ್ರೀಮ್ ಕೋಟೆ

Defense of the Ancients……..

Kill,Stun, Final…. were the screaming voices,
Hearing them I decided to defend the ancients.
As an expert, I thought its going to be cake walk,
But soon everything seemed to be in black.

I struggled hard to remember the heroes,
When I played,my kills were zeroes.
If one had strength, the other was agile,
Fed up with this I decided to quit and go on exile.

I played day and night troubling my roommate,
Got involved so much in discussions that I forgot what I ate.
Few people always tried to steal ma kill,
Though annoying, that failed to shake my will.

Soon I had a kill, double, triple and got better and better,
I went on rampage to become a monster.
I moved in the map like a hungry psyche,
At the end of the day, I was beyond godlike.

- DreamKote

Push yourself…..

My life was going, like a boat in a quiet sea,
Boat, strong enough to balance against any odds.
Though I didn’t know when the sea may turn violent,
I never thought of turbulence, so I remained silent.

This silence was killing me as it made me lazy,
Coz, I always wanted to do something classy.
One day I firmly decided to come out of my comfort zone,
Though I knew it, I am going to be all alone.

Few months went on as everything was under my feet,
I felt like the lord, whom no one can beat.
I was extremely happy that my dreams cherished,
But one day all of a sudden, everything perished.

What happened then was no where near good,
My condition was like a fly, caught in the mud.
I prayed and prayed to god hopefully,
But he turned down my prayers dreadfully.

Then I saw a saint, who was in full bloom,
And asked him why I was pushed into this gloom.
For that he smiled, and began to say
That, after every night there will again be a day.

Success is how you bounce back after a failure,
God is not the one you should censure.
Difficulties rush in to test one’s true self,
You can win them, only if you push yourself.

— DreamKote