The Internet Love Story

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Welcome ladies and gentlemen let us unrevealed the stories of times untold in this new segment called as internet stories.Dont let the title fool you it has nothing related to what this story has to portray but yes if your looking for a snack and u need something to read just because the tv wont start up this is not for u.. Anyway There lived a girl( Naw she is not a princess) in a place called as Nasik. She was a BE from some big ass university called as KK Wagh college of engineering and she had completed BE computers and she was very proud of her achievements in those forays.. Why well because she had hogged in for 4 years of gruelling gappa goshti sessions at kk wagh canteen, she had undergone 4 years of teasing my teachers.com sessions at the college and others which this story writer doesent want to elaborate . Finally she was sent to pune to do some big ass course in some machine which now nobody wanted so she finally settled down for a job in her hometown. Now if you readers are aware of the IT industry they say your never the better of anything as there is always a new thing coming in the market to entrhall the clients and service providers. So she got a job in a small company in a small shop in a small town with her small brain and her charisma she carried as a women. No my friends we are not going in detail about this women, Neither am i intrested nor are you so lets go down to the king of the stories.

Now he is a big ass know it all kahani ghar gharki guy.. he is ur newspaper. if there is anything thats there in town it would have happened to him first before you so you dont have to be the embarrassment of the town saying i did this or I did this. His open proclamations have brought him many laurels and also won the heart of this above kk wagh ladki.Now the speciality of this girl which I have noted in coming times is she is good at heart but when she knows that there can be mischief to be done she does it the only problem is I can sense it in her behaviour or work habits. Now the habitat at which she works they drive in a social approach called as " Open Culture " and that has led this happy going company forward and will do so in the future now this girl as I said has mischeif in hand but that mischief only comes in picture when she has someone to impress by. Oh lord does the story take a twist here.. She goes on and on and he goes on and on using various forms of communication including the human salvation quatient provided by a near bankrupt corporation like yahoo.I always been amused by Indians even myself ( Actually myself). Whenever I want to learn something I would need someone to teach me . Thats the flaw of the education system of india but any teacher who is perfect in her preaching would tell you that practise makes man perfect. You need to dig your hands deep in ur own shit to find that diamond inside it .But the problem is people will say eeew i cannot put my hands in my own shit it against my status. I am of this caste I am of this caste and I cannot do this I cannot do that. I cannot sleep late at night my beauty will be affected. I need at least 8 hours of sleep or my body wont function. I need to bitch about my workings and exploit good people because i am a bitch and so on. So there goes the end of that . Now these people join some courses at some places called as NIIT which gives them some book based knowledge which makes these people mention in their resumes that I know C C++ Java MYSQL, VB,ASP.net and so on. Now if u ask them to start programming these then their stomach gets butterflies, their sweat tries to escape their fair and lovely embroyed face, their breath sounds like tom hanks in The Green Mile and what not.. Now i am not trying to glorify myself but yes its the truth.

Now I recall my own interview, It was a place called as Sprint Soft Services , I had gone to Hutch office at Ravivar Karanja ( RK) for an interview there. THe lady says i will have to work 12 hours. I had just appeared for HSC and i needed a job to earn money to illegally pass those escapades normal people call them as Exams. Now she is like ha main aapko phone karthi huu. I always hate when people say they will tell me later about me passing the interview as it always gave me hope but hope doesent put food on the table doesent it? if I say I can live in hope and god can help me then well god cannot. God says help urself . You cannot expect god to help u just because u pray 24/7. You are your own creation. Your future is in ur present. So I say to her thank you maam and leave for the day. THe next day a representative from this Sprint thingi calls me up and says.. Ashwin Iyer? I say Yeah I guess.. She is like would you like to join today in the night shift? I am like Ok..I mean I never did work before and well giving me a chance would be superb ( I say to myself) So I get down to their office ( Its around 15 KMS ) from my home which is one of hurting things of this story . I had to walk a lot for my life and I am really happy for it as those days helped me today. The people there were very nice and it was one of my best job experiences. Anyway thats not what we are discussing here. So this love story of KK and this know it all is very sensational. It first begins through yahoo, then emails then conspiracies and what not but there comes a villan in between.Now this villan also loves this heroine but in a good way her negative characteristics in the story werent written in BOLD Underline for this villan.

Now this villan here is the bad man.. so he tries to put a bug in between these hugs.So you know what he does he does nothing. These two conspire against each other go on doing this doing that... till one day their crimes get spotted. Oops! So sorry! And soon this villan does the step of taking these two out. Now you know whats the moral of the story Well the moral of the story is if you need to succeed in life the only thing you will ever need are the 3P's. They are Patience, Pain and Persistance . If you are ready to wait after hard work then no on in this world can break ur will. Pain. If you ready to embrace pain as a process in the enlightenment of the mind then any external factor which can demotivate you will sound absurd. Persistance this is the most important P. Persistance keeps u winning, it keeps the will inside you alive. it makes you realise that Boy,even if you are the best around there there are 1000s who were the best and were crumpled. You need to keep on working, You need to keep on sweating, you need to keep on dying.Your life may sound insipid against the countless materialistic achievements your friends and neighbours might have acquired but the inner you. THe kid inside you which still kindles your heart whenever you do something wrong. The same inner kid which has grown to be something else now will be the happiest.Then neither your back will pain when you rest at night because your back is already dead so you dont feel any pain. You are an unknown alien in the world of pain. There is no ego so big, no food so luxurious,no heaven like hell if you can die in what u do. If your ready to stoop to a level then the person inside you dies, the caste inside you dies, the religion inside you dies,you are ready to eat the same bread the next door dog ate then the kid inside you arises but this time he is smart and simple.Then the human being inside you can live in " Simple living and High thinking " which people normally boast of at various orkut scraps and profiles. They say my policy in life is Simple Living and High thinking .. Duh No one ever follows it . A simple living human being doesent care if there is Diwali or any festival. He doesent care if the world is at war because he is at war with himself to achieve self perfection. The perfectionist who may not talk much but do more than he talks.Then the only motivation if you ever need in this world would be an Ant or a simple leaf or even any other simple phenomenon of life can enthrall you to such a level that other human accomplishments would sound belittled.If you feel my pitch. Give me a Hell Yeah! if you cant then your just one of the characters in my play. Juthey le lo Paisey De do!

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