10 Things to do Before I die | Bucket List

Now is my bucket list as of Now ,The bucket list again depends on Mood and Time,The Bucket list can change anytime , any day without any prior notice,It fully depends on the amount of greed,selfishness,self obsession and craziness in my mind at the time of compiling the bucket list.This list is not intended to hurt or please anyone , But If anyone gets offended then please try going to hell and come back ie Drive your four wheeler in and around Delhi and Gurgaon.

1.I want to own a bike(Again),I have driven Bajaj Pulsar all my life , I want to buy a Bullet one day.I hate driving my Car in the Traffic Havoc we have everyday at Delhi NCR.

2.Take Parents to world Tour , Take my Wife to Eiffel tower , I have been there without her so that the catch.And Take my Kid to Disneyland because we have been there without him.

3.I already own a website which help freshers to get 

job information and direct referrals with career , resume and Interview Tips , I want to make it Big , Real Big and still provide services Free.

4.Want to develop at least 21 websites Which I want to be very popular.Wont share the Ideas.

5.Write another Book and sell at least 500 Copies.Well You already did not know that Desire v/s Destiny is the book I wrote .Come on.

6.Keep on donating clothes from the earnings of my website , When Sachin Tendulkar retired all the kids outside this famous temples were wearing "Sachin is my God, Cricket is my Religion" T shirts donated by me.I want to keep doing it every year,I hope I don't change my mind.

7.I want to get the bad cholesterol out of my body , I want to die only with Good cholesterol in my body ,I don't want to die of any disease.I want to work towards that, I know I am too young to talk like that But I guess I have to make it a habit to improve my body.

8.I have met Sachin Tendulkar , I Now Only want to meet Amitabh Bachchan.Do I have to write why I want to do that, No !! Right.

9.Remain a farmer for life.

10.Do something for the nation , Starting with Saving Water and other resources.

This is again for Indispire the topic this week is Lets post our Bucket List: Ten Things You Would Want To Do, no let me rephrase, TEN THINGS YOU MUST DO BEFORE YOU DIE or else you would feel like a loser on a death bed? lets share and motivate each other about life. Lets Dream about life, your life.

How to cook Chicken Curry in Ten Minutes

Chicken Curry is one of the best non vegetarian food all around South Asia.Now let me tell you how I cook them and I promise its nothing short of one of our favorite mouth watering dishes.

Prerequisites.
Chicken can easily dry out so they are best cooked quickly using high temperatures.

• Some People remove the outer skin of the chicken after preparing and some do it before but if you are preparing chicken curry , you should remove the skin before preparing.

Ingredients.

1.Olive oil(50ml)
2.Onion 1
3.Ginger Garlic Paste
4.Garam Masala/Chicken Masala/Chat Masala.
5.Double Cream
6.Cloves
7.Cinnamon
8. Cardamom.
9.Corinder
10.Chiili

11.Turmeric

12.Tomatoes , chopped.

Utensils.
1.Spoon 
2.Fork.
3.Sharp Knife.
4.Plate for cut vegetables or Onions.
5.Mixing utensil.
6.Pan for mixing and making Curry.
7. Dont use steam Cooker.


Steps:
1.Cut all the vegetable you have very small,Or lets say you only have onion , cut them.

2.Chop the chicken into small pieces.

3.Put onions and chicken in the olive oil in same pan on medium heat.

4.After couple of minutes , add ginger garlic paste and chili and Garam masala.

5.After 1 minute add all other ingredients like vegetables if you have plus any extra masala like chat masala , mix it with 2 table spoon of double cream and mix well on high temperature.

6.Now put 2 cups of water and prepare it like any other vegetable and keep on mixing it for couple of minutes and then cover it for 5 minutes.

7.Secret is you are not preparing the tadka and 
chicken separately.Remove from heat and Garnish.

8.After 5 Minutes of continuous Mixing like you do it for Rajmah, on high heat you will start getting the awesome smell of boiled chicken and the curry which has lots of masala.

9.Its ready to serve now.

The Blue Striped Sport Shoes II

Read the Short First Part Here 1000 Words Only.

It continued for the whole one Month , She would see the man wearing the same blue striped shoes , As soon she would see them , she would shiver ,but she had no choice , she would move on and get inside her apartment , cry , sleep and wake up.This continued for a month.The apartment started haunting her ,She could hear her own screams , the pain , the moans , She could feel the pain everyday of the unwanted exploration of her body in very same apartment.

The neighbor's taunts had mellowed down , some neighbors moved on , But that was not enough as soon as she would see the same shoes ,the memories would come back to haunt her.If everything happens for a reason , there is its end as well.It was enough , She could not bear it anymore , She decided to finish it. Running away from the situation is the easiest thing one would say but nobody can feel the pain , the agony , the prejudice , the everyday taunts , She was bearing it till now.But its not easy being raped,answering and explaining the same to police,being left off to fight alone,Divorced and still living in the same house where it all happened,Escaping the glares of the neighbors,the thirsty eyes of every hawker who knew what happened,Answering the relatives who would never meet publicly.

The day had come , She has decided to end the life which did not deserved to live.The life which was meant to live and let live but was not worth it , at least now.It was five in the evening,when the neighbors heard a sound , something had dropped ,a human body from seventeenth floor.A circle of people was formed around the wounded body.she picked her way through the spectators and looked down at the man on the ground. He was bleeding.He was dead. The blood poured from the torn skull like water.She felt no pity.

The police came , How did it happen , the Police asked "He was fixing the Balcony Lights,It was raining , He was standing on a makeshift stand , might have slipped , I did not notice as I was in the kitchen preparing tea".She came back after doing all the formalities ,It was Raining again and she was in balcony ,She was shivering and every drop of rain was not striking a wound oh her body now but it felt relaxing, she was still frightened and crying, but she was all right. 

Suddenly her mind snapped back to the reality of what had happened.The Gatekeeper who would always stick his eyes on her body from the day she had moved in the apartment with his husband , was the one who came that day in the evening to fix the balcony lights , perhaps would have made the duplicate of the keys , while she was at kitchen ,had barged in the house with the same duplicate keys in the night,explored her body,violated it and satisfied his hunger.All the time he was masked. Until she noticed the same  Blue Striped Sport Shoes he wore.

That day when he came back to fix the same balcony lights.She asked politely "Was not it you that day".He Kept quite."You were wearing the same shoes aint it".She screamed.He Smiled,History will repeat itself he said,But before he could get down from the makeshift stand ,She pushed the stand and he was out of the balcony.

Read the Short First Part Here 1000 Words Only.Hope You liked it , Any feedback is Good Feedback for me.

The Book Bucket

This is again written for the Indispire Idea of the week which is "Submit a list of your 10 favorite books with reasons why they made it to your list. Let us try to complete a circle and compile a list of books we yet have to pick.

So here is my list.These are the books I have Read Many Time.

1.Mein Kampf by Adolf Hitler : Reason is as the name suggests I am impressed by the struggle of the man who virtually ruled the world.The way the book is written and then translated to English is actually awesome and inspiring to say the least.You actually come to know what went inside that great mind who ruled mercilessly. It.It more about his political ideology.

2.Unix Concepts And Applications - By Sumitabha Das : This is the first book , any Unix enthusiast would read and would re read and re read even after 10 years of first reading it.I wont say much about it as I still read it when I am confused.And Yes A file is File is a File.

3.Desire v/s Destiny : This is the first book I Authored which is based on short stories and Romantic Poems inspired by real life incidents , This was the learning curve of my writing career, I love this book and I have grown up to accept that It contained many mistakes.But this one is surely that I read every time I get a chance.

4.Train To Pakistan (1956) by Khushwant Singh : The novel about the partition time by none other than khushwant singh.The violence and the Riots all written in a manner which will give you goose bumps.

Now Below is the list of books which I want to read :

5.The Immortals of Meluha (Triology)(Amish Tripathi)

6.Midnight's Children : Salman Rushdie.

7.Girl Trade : Chloe Thurlow.

8.Sachin Tendulkars Biography : To be released by end of September 2014.

9.Please Suggest 

10.Please Suggest

The Blue Striped Sport Shoes

It was eleven o'clock when Sarita turned off the television set,Harsh her husband was still at office attending a client call.She showered, pulled on a sky blue nightgown, and slipped into the pink flowered bed sheets of the king size bed in the beautiful no curtain flat at seventeenth floor of this newly built housing society.She pushed the pillow below her head and switched off the AC as it started raining outside.It was lovely romantic weather and she looked gorgeous as ever.

It was a daily routine for Sarita now a days that she would have dinner alone and would go to bed without waiting for Harsh as he would come around 1 or even 2 early morning every day.They had to agree to this lifestyle as It would mean extra hours being paid to Harsh which would enable him to pay the EMI of this newly built flat which was the best gift from Harsh as Sarita would often say.

It was 11:30 in the night but Sarita could not sleep , Perhaps it was the thunder showers or may be the cold weather which made her body long for her husband.An explosive sound broke the silence.She looked at the balcony ,but there was no one.She thought perhaps the sound had come from the passing automobiles or it might be the thunder.But again, the sound came , someone was at the drawing room and probably hit the newly bought flask which perhaps fell on the ground.she grabbed the telephone and tried to call harsh but strangely there was no ringtone ,perhaps someone cut down the wires.

She Shivered in bed,Suddenly her face was twisted into expression of helplessness and fear as the black barrel of a Nation Made revolver was pressed against her left ear.She Screamed and cried but was slapped and was asked to shut down the noise or else would be killed , said the Big man in black suit said who had mask covering his face and was wearing a pair of Blue Striped Sport Shoes.She cried,she begged for her life and showed him the locker where she had kept her jewelry.But perhaps he wanted something else.

Take what you want,"she said, "but please, don't hurt me." She cried.a tear fell down through her face.He came closer to her and asked "where is your husband " , "he will be back from office in a while" she said.Now he was so close to her that she could feel him breathing,He tried to make advances,she pushed him back, He tore down her blue gown ,she resisted but could not help.She bit on his hand and ran towards the balcony , he followed her , he twisted her wrist and grabbed her with both his hands, She was fighting , she resisted but slipped on the grill , as it was still raining and the floor was wet.She could feel the cold Marble flooring from her bare back.She was naked and shivering.The Man in the black suit undressed in a second ,Put his blue striped sport shoes near her face.She was shivering and every drop of rain was striking a wound oh her naked body , she was still  crying but no one would hear anything, Perhaps it were the thunder storms or may be the lonely seventeenth floor balcony but there was no one who could hear her.

He was inside Sarita now.She was in pain , she was only looking at the blue striped Sport shoes as the man still masked was trying to satisfy his hunger biting and scratching her body.After few moments , he stood up , shook his thing , like he finished , like he has won some battle ,dressed up quickly and before he would leave grabbed her again and bite her nipple like he wanted to leave a mark of his accomplishment.

She was still in pain , every drop of rain was hurting like an arrow on her body , She managed to stand up went inside , pulled on a new pink nightgown and then ran to the front of the apartment which was still open , She closed the door wondering who could have the keys to the apartment.She Felt helpless , She could not think where her mobile phone was , She Stood Silent in balcony till 1 am in the morning when Harsh came back from office.He was shocked.He cried with her.tried to console her.Tried to understand what she was trying to say in her jittery voice.

Later in the morning she had to answer all the questions from the local police department ,She had been answering questions for more than three hours now.She was exhausted.She wanted to sleep and to forget.The next morning , she was still sleeping till 10 am when harsh came up with bed tea to serve her .She smiled and actually forgot the last night trauma.But the shock was still to come , the daily newspaper read "Executive's Wife Brutally Raped and Survived.".She was just going through the newspaper when harsh asked "so where did he touched you".It was shocking , Sarita said she did not wanted to discuss but harsh perhaps just changed after that. For two months after that, everything was close to  normal.She could never imagine Harsh so silent and lost but I guess that was the fate.Six Months later they were divorced for reasons known to a few people only.She was dead inside and alone.All she got was the same flat in the divorce settlement because Harsh thought it would be too embarrassing for him to stay in the same flat where her ex wife was Raped.Months passed by , Sarita took up the challenge life had thrown at her,to live alone ,to earn and to stay in the same flat as that's the only thing she was left with along with the taunts of the society she had to hear everyday,

One day when she was returning from the grocery store , she saw something which shook her up ,which made her wounds fresh again,She was feeling the rain wounding her body even In bright sunlight,She Noticed someone wearing the same blue striped shoes.

PS : To be continued , Also this is the first part of total of two parts.

The Candle March

At Home : 

Rajan :Hey Mom I am on TV look Ryan is also there with that poster , The one with that Gandhi Topi , is me.

Mom : My Son , I am so Proud of you , But what were you doing there at India Gate, Did India won the World Cup Again.And whats written on that Poster.

Rajan : Come on Mom,You are such an Ignorant women , i was there just to support that Girl who got Raped.It was the candle march.And Its written Respect the Women.

Mom :Oh wow !! My sweetheart , you are such a bright child.

Rajan : Anyways Mom I am off to Tuition,I might get late.

Mom : Mera Bachcha !! Mwah !!

At Friend's Place :

Ryan : Hey dude , your Picture with the poster has got 102 likes on Facebook , you are even more popular that Richa , whose each selfie gets at least 90 likes.

Rajan L: Yo Bro , your Friend so Popular huh ! What are you doing on FB at this time.

Ryan : I am still chatting with Richa !

Rajan : Wow!! come on and she still believes in your fake profile and that too with a fake picture.Its been three days.

Ryan : Yeah bro 

Rajan : Cool Man , Hey than I will leave for tuition alone then.

Ryan : Tuition , Stop lying to me, Are you again going to chase that girl till her gym and stand outside her gym and watch from the glass windows.Is not she the same girl we chased down after that Candle March shit. 

Rajan : Yeah ,Shes the same, But yesterday she stopped and warned me that If I chase her again , she will complain to the police.

Ryan : Bloody shit , so tuition today right.

Rajan : Do you think I am so easy to get rid off , I am going to puncture the tyre of her vehicle while she would be at gym.

Ryan : Carry On Bro !! And yeah by the way I am going to ask for Richa's Pictures today ,without clothes , Come in evening I will tell you the full story.

Rajan : Cool Bro !!

Well That's what happening in this two faced world.Candle March for the social media.Eve teasing at will and cyber crime with no hesitation.Well As a matter of fact if you think you cant be tracked after doing cyber crime you are Wrong.Also If you think that burning candles will help the society grow up , Its just a HOAX , Just grow over it and change should come from with in.and most Important thing the only way that an eve teaser can be caught is that if the passers by who witness him indulging in such a cowardly act react and act. One cannot wait for the police to be on the prowl at every street corner all the time awaiting acts of eve teasing to happen in front of their eyes and then they take action, the sad fact is that not many eve teasers are bought to book they are just everywhere roaming free.

The police see through the seemingly innocent pleas of an eve teaser and take stern action against these shameless offenders, but that is only when the matter comes to their notice or eve teasers are brought to them by public action.Now its on the society on how they act and react,Police cant be everywhere.

This is again written for Indispire Topic :People conveniently ignore a girl in distress or an accident victim on the road, but would enthusiastically march with candles in hand for a cause. Why?

Silence

After they left 
I was sitting and watching My self in the mirror
I was sad and was looking with some horror
I wanted to put an end to my life 
I was sitting and was holding a knife
I wanted to cut my wrist 
I had lost the hope to exist

But I thought if there is anything I can do
So I went to the Police station without any further ado
They asked me from where it all began
and what was I doing in the Rain
Why was I wearing a Skirt
and that too with a revealing shirt

Questions like did they first undress
or they started to press
From where did they first insert
From where was I getting Hurt
Instead of Registering the Report
They Repeatedly insisted why my clothes were short

At-last they asked if that was my first time
Like instead of the rapists I have done some crime
I looked at the wrist and the knife
because I know Now I cant be anyone's wife

I am looking at the wrists and the knife
I am going to end my life


silence prevails.........