मुंबई

मुंबई

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तर चाकरमानी बोलतोय भैय्या पाच कटिंग चाय.

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अजूनही पडतोय शेणात पाय
Welcome to मुंबई.

- निखिल सरवणकर

JAI JAWAAN- A Tribute

Jai Jawaan - A Tribute 

With grand tales of valour

You always fill our eyes with tears of HONOUR.

When nobody else dare can,
you always lend your HELPING HAND.

A son a brother a husband to someone
You always fight to preserve the freedom of EVERYONE.

When dreaded green wolves and stealthy red dragons from the borders arrive with ugly intension
Our tigers our bravehearts are always ready at the frontiers increasing their TENSION.

Be it a war an earthquake or flood
Never do you think twice before sacrificing YOUR HOLY BLOOD

My India My Hindustan will always be indebted to you.
Bravehearts like you are indeed very RARE AND FEW.

I salute you with my whole heart O son of sand, son of this motherland
You truely are our saviour our protector our guardian angel ON AIR SEA AND LAND.

Long live my jawaan...

By Nikhil Sarvankar. 

Traffic Lights

Traffic Lights  [ooo]

We love them, hate them, curse them, thank them and what not, but the only thing we can't do is IGNORE THEM because they CHANGE THINGS. 

Imagine a day without it and suddenly all the cars and vehicles start to miss them. The traffic policeman starts being grumpy and irritating. The street crossing pedestrians well their risk of life doubles instantly. Everything goes out of sync, and order soon turns into madness. That's not good for anybody now is it? 

The Oxford Dictionary defines light as 'The natural agent that stimulates sight and makes things visible.' There is a very interesting thing about these lights these traffic lights and that is God Has Hardwired every human being on this planet with these same TRAFFIC LIGHTS. Now you may ask what? Traffic Lights and us? Whats the relation? Have You ever felt that urge to do something so much that you end up doing it and it turns out right? That's because your traffic light is constantly reminding you about the green signal to do that particular thing. You were directed to do that thing just as the employees are directed by their boss to do things.Similarly have you ever felt about buying something but somehow you don't buy it because something feels odd? Happens to be that the thing you were planning to buy had some fatal flaw or else you learn that you are bound to receive a much improved product and it turns out right? That's because you were shown the red light by your system. You were warned about it in advance and you end up thanking yourself for not doing it. 

These biological traffic lights within us is nothing but our 'GUT FEELING'. Its the inner feeling that guides us in the confusion of choices. Choices are like those yellow lights, you can either go ahead or stop. And the gut shows you the right way when you don't know what to do next. Your system already makes the right decision for you its only a matter of following it. Why is trusting your gut so powerful? Because your gut has been cataloging a whole lot of information for as long as you’ve been alive. “Trusting your gut is trusting the collection of all your subconscious experiences,” says Melody Wilding, a licensed therapist and professor of human behavior at Hunter College. Its like listening to your heart when your brain starts screwing you with those yellow lights. 

Traffic jams anywhere do nothing but stop movement, stifle growth and progress, and its time we bring this madness into order. So the next time you feel something odd about a decision or you feel something really good about a decision, JUST FOLLOW  your TRAFFIC LIGHTS they somehow know where you truly want to go and deep down you already know the truth. 

- By Nikhil Sarvankar 



Credits:

https://www.fastcompany.com/3058609/the-hidden-power-in-trusting-your-gut-instincts

Steve Jobs Stanford Speech

मन - A State Of Mind

मन

मन माझ मंदिर,
कल्पनांचा बाजार.
श्रीमंताच झोपड,
गरीबाच महाल,
नकारात्मकतेची दीवाळ,
अन
सकारात्मकतेचे द्वार.

मन माझ मंदिर,
कल्पनांचा बाजार.
दुःखांचा अंधार,
सुखाचा प्रकाश.
निराशेच ग्रहण,
अन
आशेच किरण.

मन माझ मंदिर,
कल्पनांचा बाजार.
परिस्थितीची लाथ,
शक्यतेची हाक.
संतापाची भीषण आग,
अन
शांततेचा सुमधुर राग.

मन माझ मंदिर
कल्पनांचा बाजार.
कालचा प्रवास,
आजचा ध्यास,
उद्याचा आभास,
अन
जीवनाचा श्वास.

-निखिल सरवणकर

Lemonade Dreams - By Nikhil Sarvankar

Once upon a time in Mumbai...
There was a great story of a young mind's grit, determination and glory...

In the dark bylanes of Dharavi
Lived a lil starry eyed toddler named Ravi...
Very poor, dark and skinny
But a kid sweetheart to many...

His peers worked at a nearby construction site...
A very common scene of financial capital Mumbai's might...

Like every poor in town they literally survived on egg curry and rice...
A budget of 60 rupees and extremely hungry stomachs it would hardly suffice...

Every year in the dark life of young Ravi,
Came a day of delight and culinary luxury...
When his mom saved money for her darling's Birthday,
2 pieces of batata vada and his beloved lemonade, To make it a wonderful day...

As days flied and years passed by,
From toddler to teen and he already cultivated dreams so high...

Ravi aspired to make the best lemonade in town...
And a mission to never let his parents frown... 

14 hours and 30 rupees a day he worked at Afzal Chacha's vada pav stall...
Learnt all the tricks of the trade so that one day he could rise so tall that nobody would again question the poor and small...

With a loan of Rs. 2000 and a little help from his childhood friends Manya and Adnan...
he finally started his own lemonade stall and named it DHARAVI KI SHAAN...

In 5 bucks his lemonade turned out so incredibly good...
Along with lemonade, crowds both old and young craved for some food...

He realised time had come to rope in his mentor Afzal Chacha in the bigger opportunity game...
DHARAVI KI SHAAN was waiting to become one of the best joints not only in bandra but the entire city as a well known name...


Food joint to Restaurant, Restaurant to packed food & drinks Factory...
RAVI, AFZAL CHACHA, MANYA AND ADNAN, moved incredibly fast towards DKS Foods success and victory...


From a small office in Dharavi to a huge corporate office in Indiabulls Tower,
This young company showcased to the world an Indian Company's true potential and Power...


The Enterprise Broke all records on Bombay Stock Exchange...
Seeing this young Indian Company ruling the stock markets even Coca Cola and Pepsico's strategy HAD TO CHANGE...


DKS transformed from 20 dollars  to a whopping 5 billion Dollar company,
Reaching such heights in such short time by an Indian Company was not expected by many...


Today Ravi Stays with his proud and happy family,
In a Posh Bandra West Pali Hill's famous Richmond Colony...


Once in a while all the partners meet at the same location over a humble cutting chai in Dharavi where it all started,
Thinking & discussing the adventure of a lemonade stall and their grit, determination and sweat WHICH WAS INDEED HANDSOMELY REWARDED......





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Clients ke offices me
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Business hai jisme
Hai apni khushiyan...
Data ki chhalni liye
Cat A accounts chunte hain hum...
Jaadui hai yeh jahaan
Hai sirf targets ka gham......

Bande hain hum SALES ke
Humpe sabka zor...
Ummedon ke rates liye
Nikle territory ki oor...
Iraadein hain fauladi
Himmati har kadam...
Apne haathon targets achieve karne
Aaj chale hain hum.......

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Date: 20th Jan 2014

Why - A Tragic Letter

WHY? (A tragic letter) - Nikhil Sarvankar



To,
My son,
Prison Cell no 118
Tihar Jail
New Delhi.

Dear Son,

Why did I feel so uneasy last night....
After your team's splendid win against Chennai's might.....
Why couldn't I sleep calm and tight...
I DONT KNOW..

Why did you not call us last night.....
After your Victory and your whole struggle and fight....
Your mother even though she din understand a thing about the game but about your win was so right ....
I DON'T KNOW..

Why son why??????

Why did I wake up early morning today
Even after being a resting day a sunday...
Why did I hear my phone's ringtone
After picking the call just to hear your voice in a hushed and sad tone.....

"Dadda, I am in trouble. I am arrested by delhi police because I have done something wrong"

I was approached by this guy who convinced me of being a wellwisher...
Who promised me he would get me out of my miser....
He slided a bag full of 50 lakh
And said after scoring 20 runs come to the pavilion back......
At that point I thought its a great way to earn BIG BUCK
But my destiny turned around and said BAD LUCK......
I always believed I would never get caught....
But the arrest has definitely changed my thought............

Why son why did you take the money
Did you think its all a bit more Funny???

All our heads Now lie in deep SHAME
After you have admitted the entire BLAME......
We always thought you have played the game with Fame......
But now it seems you have ruined your family's name......

For this shocking act of your I will never forgive you....
Even though gems like you were rare and few......

Now what will I tell to your mother when she hears all this.....
That you have given all her good teachings from your childhood A BIG MISS.....

Why have you not given me any other choice but to just cry alone today....
Before your horrific act didn't you think for once that your father will die of shame everyday.......

BUT NOW I KNOW........

There is not much left for you to do After you come out from jail.....
There is just one thing you can introspect that WHY DID YOU FAIL??????

I still and would always believe that you would let your past go behind and start NEW

BECAUSE GEMS LIKE YOU ARE STILLLLLLLL RARE AND FEW.................................

By your Dad
17th May 2013

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