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Visited Mumbai twice till now.. Loved the city.. Needless to say, it's my favorite city :-) Dharavi is not just a slum, it has got another side too.. Watched this video while surfing internet.. Truly the business capital of India. Indians know how to make happiness and business, no matter how scrace are the resources or how extreme are the conditions.. Feeling proud to share it.. Click here to see the beautiful video The website (talked about) in above video do exists in reality..  Click Here  to see that.. 

Here I am sitting in my office @ night… Thinking hard about life How it changed from a college life to strict professional life…... How tiny pocket money changed to huge monthly paychecks But then why it gives less happiness…. How a few local denim jeans changed to new branded wardrobe But then why do I wear them reluctantly. .... How a single plate of samosa changed to a Pizza or burger But then why there is less hunger….. Here I am sitting in my office @ night… Thinking hard about life How it changed…... How a bike always in reserve changed to a flashy car But then why there are less places to go to…… How a small chaai ka dukaan changed to a swank coffee shop But then why it Does not taste that good….. How a telephone booth changed to roaming mobile But then why there are less calls made n receieved... ... Here I am sitting in my office @ night… Thinking hard about life. How it changed…... How good old books changed to new branded laptops But then why th

When we are passing through bad times, we usually blame luck….and finally when patience gets over we say (in anger/frustration)…  “There is no God, God don’t love me, ….WHY IT ALWAYS HAPPEN WITH MEEEEEE”  etc…” We wish we can ask God answers to our queries….. Below story gives answers to many of our questions and tells how God remains with us all the time….  Human: God, can I ask You a question? God: Sure Human: Promise You won't get mad God: I promise Human: Why did You let so much stuff happen to me today? God: What do u mean? Human: Well, I woke up late God: Yes Human: My car took forever to start God: Okay Human: at lunch they made my sandwich wrong & I had to wait God: Hmmm Human: On the way home, my phone went DEAD, just as I picked up a call God: All right Human: And on top of it all off, when I got home ~I just want to soak my feet in my new foot massager & relax. BUT it wouldn't work!!! Nothing went right today! Why did You do that?????

September 9, 2011 - Friday:  I went to college to collect my security refund. I left from Jan a kpuri, New Delhi around 11.30am. The weather was pleasant. There were clouds in sky and I was sure that it will be raining today. But I was prepared for that. I took a water proof bag to protect my cell, wallet etc (if it's raining) and started ride on my Pulsar 180.   I hardly drove 3kms that it started raining. I reached Dhaula Kuan within 25 minutes. But the moment I got on to Ring Road and reached RK Puram flyover, Oh my God what the hell is this. Traffic jam!! Shit. I hate jam. The traffic was moving at speed of 10-15km/h.    Passing through traffic, moving through shortcuts/lanes, I managed to reach Badarpur border around 2.30pm. I had to reach college by 4pm, otherwise I had to come again for this cheque. I didn't care about anything, drove bike at average speed of 75 km/h while crossing Faridabad. My college falls on NH2 (Delhi -Mathura Highway), 70kms from ISBT, Delhi. T