Author: Tapish Dongre

Tapish Dongre is a Writer, who started his writing work about various Experience in His life studying Human Psychology, Politics, Religion, Literature, and SCIENCE & HISTORY. The writing is a passion of Tapish Dongre and by Educational Literacy he is a Bio-technologist. Working around various fields of Animal & Plant Biotechnology, Tapish Developed art of fictional storytelling and creating an audience who can lose themselves in imagination. He believes in an innovative way of thinking and Inspiring more and more people to think out of the box and prosper in their life. INVESTMENT, INNOVATION, EXPOSURE, and DEVELOPMENT are the four best words to Describe Tapish Dongre as Life's Prime Goals He has an attitude of Being "Student of LIFE" You can know more about the person by looking insights in his life by his YouTube channel https://www.youtube.com/user/tapishdongre/videos

Letter to Australian Visa Office As my Partner’s Visa was Delayed

Greetings for the Day

My Name is Tapish Dongre, and I have applied visa for my wife Before 12
weeks form now.
Initially it was told us that student dependent visa takes up to 4 to 6
weeks,

I came to know that It takes more than that time and I was misguided by the
4 to 6 weeks data,
Then it was informed to me that Visa will be done in 12-14 weeks.

Sir/Madam, Its an request to please process the visa as early as possible.
Its little lonely out here. Though I have friends but I need my wife for
obvious reasons.

Sex life has become worse. I really feel jealous when my room mates gets
new girls every Friday and disturbs my sleep through out the week end, and
as I am committed, this add up the trouble.
I tried EMA but my Heart dose not allow to for other girls.
Due to the struggle we faced together to maintain our relationship form
last five years, May be my wife is HardWired into my mental life.
Plus Emotional comfort is very difficult to have on only telephonic and
skype conversions, Long Distant relationship is very difficult to maintain.
Please don’t think this letter is wired because I am speaking out the truth
as I am little frustrated
Plus the time lag, I want to sleep when she wants to talk to me, And she
wants to sleep when I want to talk to her….When we both commit to a time
together, I am messing up with my health to maintain my relationship. and
had an Insomnia record

So please please process her visa as fast as possible.

Her Details are

Name: ANUPAM JYOTI
DOB: 14th Dec 1989
PASSPORT NO. K8530594
Phone Number +91 9431471667
VLN: AUX-IN-03-028954-X

My Details

Name Tapish Dongre
DOB: 6th Sep 1989
Passport NO. K8188821
Phone Number +61 415 370 974

Sir Call us, ask as many questions you like, But please process the visa as
soon as possible.
I want to hug my wife
Kiss her giving the reply for the love she have for me
Take care of her as she takes care of me
I want to see my reflection on her eyes
I want to fight with her
Fight for all those moments what I have missed form long time
I want to provide her with what I can earn through my hard work and talent.

I am a Biotechnologist, a Reseacher, A scientist, A Magition and A writer,
but more than that I am a Husband who need his partner to be along by side
to watch all this progress I am doing and comfort me by saying “Asshole
wakeup go and fight one more battle, You have the potential and You will do
it”

Yours sincerely
Tapish Dongre

Taking Break….Will B Back Soon

A long break form wirting friends and till date there has lot of ups and downs in my journey…

M in Australia
Got Engaged before comming her
Pre-Determined Thoughts about a lot of things changed in new envrironment..
There is really great stories to tell you all…and I promice myslef to start writing again form November 2013
Happy Day Guys

I will b back soon… 🙂

Friends, I wonder How I had them?

Today I have seen the friends Group of my partner, Anupam Jyoti.
I don’t know how to say but I was amazed to see them.
Anupam Jyoti for the four years I was with her in Engineering life, never had friends.
May be she was a little skeptic about making friends or may had bad experience with people in friends zone that she could never have friends in her life before.
But times change and so dose people.
I beg your pardon, seldom people change so lets suppose only time change.
I could not believe Anupam is having a friends group. And that made me thinking “Why the hell I am thinking HIGH of MYSELF.”

I, Tapish Dongre lie to people all the time.
I like to be in my comfort zone so don’t always like company and like to stay alone maximum part of the day.
I curse my parents for many reasons what they did to me, fully expressing negativity.
I speak only rhetorical dialogues and make fun of people (which I know I shouldn’t)

Still I have friends.

They all thought my lies as excuses and forget them the next moment.
They pushed me away form my comfort zone and took my life on a high scale. High sometime mean very scary high.
They listen my parents cursing speeches as bed time stories.
And I still don’t understand they din’t understand my rhetorical sentences or just ignored them?

But in this five years,
I have seen Bharatlal worrying sitting with a calculator at the time of Campus Selection that I made it to 60 % criteria or not.
I had company of Swati Gupta constantly making my engineering life difficult to survive and thus making me stronger day by day.
Though not very secret keeper but Ankul was there covering up my each and every silly mistakes I make in handling money and people.
Akshay reminded me that though life and family are pain in the ass but you can smile always and act you are happy. (He only express his true feeling when he is Drunk)
Nishant famous for being very very very miser, still daily shared his plate of Food with me.
And last but not the least Gaurav, the boy who lived* I mean he was our punchbag. Doesn’t matter how much we tease him, he will be ready to help back on just a single phone call.
People say RICH can never have FRIENDS
So When I grow rich or richy rich I wish There is at least One Hand out of these Six that I never let it go.

Signing off for now.
Tapish Dongre

Powerful Words

Words have power.
Words express emotions
Words decides attitude
Words change a persons personal view and some times person itself.

You might remember some over the many stories what you read in your childhood…
The Hat salesman and Monkeys mimicking him, The resting caught in net lion and Mouse’s friendship story, Two cat fighting over pile of food and Monkey eating them one by one in a beam balance…..Crocodile and Monkeys bitter friendship story….

All theses are still hidden in somewhere in your positronic brain and I think all might have refreshed the whole story when I used them in above line. My point is before these stories came into your brain or effected your way of thinking, they were just some “words” printed on paper which may or may not have any relevance to you in your life. 21st or I may say 22nd generation might have something else in their course what we writers are writing now.
I am somewhere somehow proud to be a writer, that some day someone in future will be reading the ‘Words” I am writing right at this moment. So here is a simple thought: Now it our responsibility, Our include me, you, our generation, our parents generation and the next future owners of humanity, IT IS OUR RESPONSIBILITY to make sure that every word coming out of your mouth, pen or fingers on keyboard are used in a way which make you” and only “You” the reason to bring a new change in the minds of every reader and his fellowmates. As words have a power and Power has effect. Today or Tomorrow Your words are going to make a new society.

All the Best present writer….
The world is in you hands…….

Books Gives Shelter

Recently I was throwing all the paper cardboard covers of the book I studied and used so far. I know when we go for selling the used book for recycling (Raddi in hindi), only the main pages are being weigh sold and some cost per kg is given in return by the Raddiwala (merchant). The hard cardboard cover goes in for waste. So I sat down and removed it and kept it out of house to just throw it….

While doing so a small kid about age 8 or 9 came and started collecting the cardboards. Being Indian I was curious to know where my trash goes. This is a special quality that we posse that there may be gold kept inside our house cupboards but we are interested in if our waste is being used by any person in the world.  Those curiosities lead me to ask him “Why are you taking the cardboards with you?”

He smiled and replied, “That’s for making a hut”

I asked him again, “Ohhh, so it is your school project you are working on..?”

“No” he said “I am actually collecting these cardboard to cover the roof of the hut I live in.”

 

 

Biotechnology towards betterment of ALL

In 2007 When I entered in First discussion with my professor(Biswas Sir) about biotechnology I was explained all shining technologies and researches so far. The only question I asked is “How could common Man use this technology? At what price does this technology will be available to common man?”‘
The answer was unexpected but truth that This technology is for only rich man for now…Comman man cannot afford this tech. at the cost of his income. In other words for 100 years India was slave under British empire and Now for many further years Indians will be slave under only the money owners.

A DNA test is just like purchasing Gold jewellery.
Artificial Organs are only for the guys who spoil their kidney livers and lungs with alcohol and smoke…

Ohhh Sorry Friends Let me correct my self…Even Labor Class is addicted to Alcohol and Smoke…So my previous statement is wrong..
Only Rich Alcoholist and Smokers can replace their organs..

Technology is actually a boon and not a bane, So let me not curse technology or its users, My only aim is get equally benefitted. There are a huge number of government schemes available but the information to this facilities is only known to the books kept lock in the HOD’s rooms.

In my 4th  year of B.Tech when I purchased forms myself I knew that GATE exam can be written from Pre Final Year itself (This facility is not available now). A huge stock of Information is hidden or not being exposed to students, the future “Kings” of new world.

There is an alternate proposed solution for the rise in demand and scarcity in supply for this technological backwardness. Though not  legal but I suggest “Piracy”
“Piracy in Biotechnology” I don’t mean actually stealing technology from other countries and Selling it here but what students can build is a huge network and Supply Information which is rightfully yours.

Mostly students do not share this information about any new things they discover because they are afraid that this might rise up the competition level. Remember guys that the seat you own in any institution/company is never be taken by other guys just because you passed this information to him. In fact even if you pass the information to a guy/girl more talented that you, what you are doing is  “WINNING a Fair Fight” along with supporting the upliftment of your own Field. In my case Biotechnology.

I know there might be readers in support or against my point of view. Please suggest your opinion on the comments section below or on Facebook under Tapish Dongre’s page. Eagerly waiting for new Ideas to grow up..

Believe in Yourself, Believe in your Field….

My First Speech

I think everybody remembers his or her first step towards a mic on a stage. Some very rich moments where the whole of audience remembers you for the rest of the day or rest of the life may be. But most important you remember it…
Telling you the truth, I don’t remember clearly what actually happened on my first time on a stage.

It was grade 5th and I had to read News on morning 8 am of Primary stage.(I know class 5th is too much but what  to do I was a little shy guy from the beginning). My family had a habit of getting up late in morning (and still does)….So my dad woke up at 7.00 am and wrote some nonsense on piece of paper that I was supposed to read on stage in next an hour. The very thing was His handwriting is CRAP. You cannot differentiate in my fathers handwriting and a doctor’s prescription. So reading it normally was a challenge for me. I tried it once or twice and without any preparation I saw myself in front of the mic for the first time.

I had no Idea how the technology works in there…Do the Mic sucks the voice out of your mouth and then shouts  itself in a very very loud voice to all the listeners or there are actually 10 people sitting inside the mic to do this job
for you….???
I don’t really remember how the speech of my voice started or ended but I only remember is I stucked on the word  “Metropolitan Cities” And the audience who actually was listening to the news shouted back from off stage and asked me to repeat the toung twister again and again….
I can’t remember everything clearly but I am thankful to my part of brain that It actually doesn’t remember “who all were standing in the audience”
The same idea draws me in front of stage every time from then is : Even if I do a mistake in front of 100 or 1000’s of individuals in front of me, a day will come sooner that all these fellows will die one day.
I hope no one remembers this incident as I don’t want them to…and even if they remember all this…I dont know them…So we will not talk about it ever…and I mean it…
B bye for ever my ex audience

A Never Posted Letter…

To

C.D.Grace

Principle K.V.O.F.Ambajhari

 

Dear Madam

I wrote you many letters in my mind and erased it off thinking of what if you’ll find the truth behind my affectionate way of writing to you, but today I feel so different inside myself.

I was an average student of your school. Scored 73% in my 10th and 60% in 12th grades.

Played none of the sports taught by the professor, never involved in any co-curium activities and I still neither knows what I will become in my future life. Accepting your rules and following them at one go was something not possible for me.

You pointed out many demerits in me and never ever appreciated the qualities I possessed. I loved to challenge and disprove every statement form your mouth against me.

You made my mother cried. You made my father scold me for no mistake of mine. You made your discissions to be imposed on me without my willing. Your almost destroyed my childhood.

Professor(Pandaya Sir, Mathematics Teacher) at school even warned me that I will never ever cross my 12th examinations at my first attempt but I did.

Personally I hate you the most in my life but I must admit you are the best teacher of my life

You taught me many things what I never wanted to learn. You made me what I am 2 day and I am proud of what I am.

In spite of your several rejections, I proud to be ACCEPTED by the world.

Thank you

Thank you for coming into my life and show me the worse I could experience at that age. I pray to your god that please never ever create a wonderful teacher like you.

Sorry that I cannot follow the bible as it says “to forgive”

But I promise of a day that you will be proud of me.

Though I am not interested to ever see you face again in my life but still I promise of an appointment with you after your death. Let it be haven or hell I will pay a visit to you.

That’s my promise.

 

Yours sincerely

An Average Student.

No Names Please

 

This month I wrote huge number of unpublished articles.
You must be wondering why they are unpublished
One of the reason may be that they are too personal and I would like to
tell you all at the right time with complete story.
But the second and main reason for them to be unpublished are
because of the “Request” form many of my colleagues that I must not use
their names while publishing.
When I studied their behaviour to life and achievements, I was more
strange to acknowledge that these are the same people who have very
high goal in life and even they process the confidence of achieving it..
Then why to hide names ?

The most polite answer was “May be these people are too modest to share
their story of failure and success to the world”
But I bet these people are the same who wants their names to go very
high and royal in the history of universe
And in future years Some one will be writing their Biography….
I can’t go against my friends and I will accept their wishes…
From hear on I will use substitute for the real names being their story
to be true….

Love you all…. 🙂