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NIFT journey comes to end !!
yes, it has been a long, interesting, tiring,way too stressful at times, fun filled  years of being a student at NIFT. the very fist day when i stepped in , i was too terified  to look at some very talented people around me. of course, i was at a new place and it had some surprises. but today , when i look back. these four years have been worthwhile. I had encounters with some of the most amazingly creative, artsy, funny, hardworking, group of people. it has taught me very important lessons in life which i cease to forget. years went by but the memories stay for eternity. there had been times when i felt like leaving this place and moving into isolation, but then there were times when i die to come back and be a part of NIFT family altogether again !

I shall treasure memories , experiences and  learnings given to me by this place for lifetime .

19th may 2013- "Tantu" Graduating show (textile design)
20th may-2013- CONVOCATION day

#delighted #nostalgic #proud  textile designer

SOCIAL OUTCAST : not a thing of past !

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On a chilly winter night,sitting on a cozy bed in a warm house, I consider myself lucky because I have a shelter to hide and keep me safe not only in the night but in every moment of my life. We might as well consider ourselves lucky sitting in warm houses and enjoying dinner but there is a huge lot of people who only dream of such lives.

Yes, lately via KBC(a popular gameshow in INDIA) I got to know about a community mu-sar , residing in a village which is hardly 15 kms from Patna, the capital city of Bihar. Oh! Yes,such is the irony that even after being in such close proximity from the capital city of the state, people reside there in unimaginable and dirtiest of the surroundings. Yes, this community which is also entitled as maha dalits  because there status lies in the lower section of the society. They are considered to be untouchables and are devoid of even the basic necessities of living. The people feed on mouses  (moos in hindi) in petty circumstances when they do not have grains to feed on. You will be called lucky if you get to eat a small bowl of boiled white rice during he day. They hunt mouses from the nearby farms and are forced to feed on them to continue living.

They are not given money for the labour  they do , instead zamindars over  there continue exploiting this community by still practicing the conventional methods of barter system. When a person works in a farm then he/she is given handful of grains to manage his living instead of paying him money.they can’t raise their voice, because they lack education. Lack of awareness and even basic human rights are a far cry for these people.

What in this  society has led  to a situation like this ? after all, who demarcates us a upper class and lower class, dalits or maha dalits, Brahmin or  a rajput. No body has granted us the right to outcast particular section of society just because of the fact that they are engaged in mean jobs. Their rights should be taken care of. Their education and living standards is a responsibility of government who  on other hand  is busy in filling their vote banks.

Such is the condition of Incredible India !!More than 5 lakhs of villages  are still there who haven’t seen the face of electricity let alone networking and technology. Where does it all end.!?? Isn’t it the responsibility of  the educated class of  India who earn handsomely.we cant always look upon government to do everything for us.we are well aware of the fact what government has been doin since the past 65 years..! if they would have been efficient enough such a situation would have never arised in modern india it is time , to lend a helping hand to such communities .opening schools and primary health centres are just words to start with. Need of the hour is active participation of  Indian youth in such matters. Our future belongs to them , and I am sure they do not want to see hungry and starved faces on the Indian soil. India is set to embark a global journey. Let us join hands and make our country stand above all !

Till I see you next time.!

For the women,By the women,Of the women

There is a special reason,why I write this post on this fateful day ,29 december 2012.

Yes, the braveheart (the victim) of a brutal gangrape is no more between us. She has left an indelible mark on our lives and each one of us has connected to her in some or the other way . In some cases we have even pledged to change the society. But my question is what if this happens again? Why do we always need a spank to get upright and behave in an utmost right manner.

Why do we wait ? why do we wait for things to happen and then rise from our bedlams to hold candlelight marches on India gate. I believe if we correct our measures and approach towards women, then certainly things will change and then any other girl will not be required to teach society(us) a lesson.

Yes,today is a lesson learnt by all of us. No matter what happens ,we will stand by what we preach and also show zero tolerance towards  attrocoties ON women  in India.Today , is the day ,when we need to learn and move on with an optimistic approach. Obviously things wont take a bitter turn if they aren’t allowed to do so. Its a BLACK SATURDAY when we all stand united for justice to the brave girl.

But i have a question that will all of us try and not make that happen again ? will all of us join hands for the other rape victims who have been suffering since so many years and still long for justice. My fight is on . are you on board??

P.s  : Increase in crime rates against women are on a spree, please spare me if my views become too much involved in that and write on social causes . After all thats what LIFE is. We need to bring change and NOW IS THE TIME .!

WRITE in to justice.verma@nic.in for your suggestions to the commission which has been set up by the government to look into this matter of brutal gangrape in the capital.

You can mail me @ : sanjanagem7@yahoo.com

Bon voyage

Travelling has always been my favourite and lately it has been a long time since i last made any trip . The last trip was made to Chanderi (Madhya Pradesh).
It goes without saying that India has scenic places which are yet to be discovered and explored,no doubt Madhya pradesh has been promoting its state tourism through Incredible India channels, it is  terrific actually
.It was my deep desire to visit chanderi and meet weavers of the town who were involved in this occupation since ages.  The beauty of the sarees these weavers weave is parallel to the exquisite beauty found in that place.
Okay ,apart from all that surprised me on that visit , I always wanted to share what all goes through my brain whenever i sit in a train,wait on the platform,catch a flight etc;
it is indeed surprising how i think about different things at the same time.
I would like to share somethiing which came through my mind after i saw fortune teller machines installed  on the platforms, I also read about them recently.
There are row of bizarre looking machines with flasing red and yellow lights inside them(enough to attract any person let alone ANY child). they also show you your weight for one rupee and tell your fortune as well.they work like this : leave aside your baggage and stand on the place provided  facing the lights which flash in kaleidoscopic manner.
you need to indert one rupee coin and the the machine starts working.
lights flash like crazy and the machine goes tick tock  and then there is a loud noise when it comes out with stiff chit of cardboard generally yellow in colour(sometimes light pink).the lights and noise calm down . on this chit will be written your weight and your fortune.
two kinds of people use this machine : the children of the rich ;or the fully grown adults of the poorer class,who remain all their lives children ;)

PICTURE (above): the beautiful town of chanderi (about which i will specially write in details ,because i do not want to miss a single point ) besides me.:)

 My every journey made me think somethings which  otherwise,would never even come in rarest of my  dreams. There were any others too which i might have forgotten,once i am reminded of them, i will definitely come back and write up about them too !:)

Few lessons learnt

whenever you embark upon a new journey , many things follow which includes excitement . people who care for you will always want you to be safe. friends will ask you to go places and enjoy to the summit. when i was about to leave my home , there were some lessons given by my mom, which obviously helped me to sail through many difficult situations.this time arouns, i feel it is time to ponder over those lessons and a revision is must.

i read an articlefew days back in some magazine which reflected  somewhat similiar views to what i was old few years back.

1.  outside world is mean. and it is ought to be like that.
2. be true to yourself. while you're at it, stop being an ass to yourself. you are doing the best yo can , too.
3. Right now, you believe  you are the better than anyone else  around you, soon you will realise what you are but that should not fear you innate awesomness.
4. you will have classmates who study ferociously and give themselves diarrohea pior to examinations,you  will also have classmates  who settle their chins comfortably on their text books and talk about their family members who had love marriages.
everyone will tell you to hangout with loosie squad, but hangout with storytellers instead, because at this tender age  you should not be influenced by people who invite diarrohea prior to exams.
5.some distinguished men  will follow you, call you names and grab you in public because..... i am not really sure why . when this happens do not allow other people to blame this kind of behaviour on your clothing. your language or for the fact that you have a uterus.
and many more ...
even though there were times when i could not go home and i missed it badly but these lessons always helped me to go through difficult situations. 

put end to the DRAMA !!

I have had enough!!!.. enough of work, enough of sleep, enough of outside junk food and possibly everything i could ever think of.
past week was so full of all types of dramatic people around me..in my class people i have varities of people , people who work , people  who dont, people who want to but dont bother at times and then there is special category : people who do work but they dont know why are they doing it. okay , so if any one of my classmates read this ,i have something to say to tell them .. - I KNOW RIGHT !!
at my place : my flatmates, daily chores began with some sort of a drama , but intensity varies  which is directly proportional to their moods. the more happier they are , the more drama they will certainly create.
DRAMA - over not loosing  weight.
DRAMA -over not getting to go back home.
DRAMA -over too many assignments to be done on the weekend ( which possibly is almost  every weekend)
DRAMA- over bad dinner coming from college.
DRAMA- over house maid , ( who according to them is a big pain in their ass.)

i also accept that out of all these DRAMAS i mentioned i too create  few  of them quite often. :P. but sometimes i think , is there any need to crib about , thing you cant change, things you dont have any control over, things which matter the least ( for some cases,  like --well of course you can lose weight if you want to). above all life is itself a drama, drama scripted by almighty and we are the puppets who are controlled by him. We dont really have a big say in his doings and should accept whatever comes your way.! I never support the fact that we should not  aim for a better tomorrow but i also never oppose the fact that  it is all written , you never know what might come your way the very next minute.! as of now.. i leave it to you,  you can still carry on the drama in  your life and enjoy...
thats it..!




Later ..:)

it is february 29th. i cant believe , that i wont be able to write on this date , atleast for four years from now on. i remember in 6th grade, i asked my geography teacher , why only february has 29 days and why not an other month ?. i can still recall the reaction i saw on her face , seeming clueless about the fact and the question she never expected . believe me, she was unpreturbed for next 10 seconds. after a long hault she said : she would answer my question tomorrow in the class. and as i expected she never did turn up. she never even gave me the opportunity to put any questions in near fututre too. now,i am in 3rd year of my college and enjoying life as it comes. and still clueless and i still have no answer to my question.so if anyone down there knows the answer please write to me............. , i still am inquisitive about it.
february 29th is an amzing date. it is the date which can be blamed for always and waited and cherished on the other hand too.! BLAMED : for reasons like , omg! we dont have 30th this month. ! we need to finish up projects too soon, knowing of the fact that it is just a matter of 24 hours ! CHERISHED-for people whose,birthday falls on such a date.so and so person will always wait for D-day to come and celebrate it grandly. although ,i am thankful to god that i was not born on that day because neither i can stand waiting for my birthday to come after four years and nor the awful date !
for people out there ,whose birthday falls on 29th feb, i have all the sympathy for you guys and besides that i wish you too for the day.29th is special day for any year and should be enjjoyed to the fullest....
happy one extra day - day of 2012 !!!!