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

YULM Chapter 2

Who was your first crush ?

“Sanjana”  is the straight answer..

Did you tell her ?

” I rather not discuss about it ”

But we want to know…

“She was a class mate in Vth grade and I was dumbo that I was afraid even to talk with girls that time…So we had no story.”

Then When did you make the Second heart beat for you ?

” OK here is the story……”

The school days were about to get over. I was just attending preboard examinations of my class 10th in Kendriya Vidyalaya Medak and the very first instruction in front of my eyes was “Read the Questions Carefully, You have to solve each and every question given in the paper. There are no overall choices however internal choices are provided for questions carring……” and the very first thought I had in my mind was…Should I propose her today?

Snigdha, I love you..

Snigdha, I have feelings for you. I mean I love you..

Snigdha, I want to tell you something. I have feelings for you. I mean, I want to say. I love you…

Care the hell..! How to tell a girl that I actually love her without even knowing the proper scientific definition of love. Oh I dont know how but I will propose her today..

The day passed and we were together the whole day and I could never express my feeling to her. (although the exam was cleared and I was not thrown in any punishment classes)

Y ? Its natural man..This was the first time I was going to propose a girl in my life..and I dint knew how to..

Then a day came and we sat opposite to each other that too in a Library. She was looking as special as I have a gift from almighty and the only thing I have to do is Ask for Her.

I closed my eyes and opened it again only to make sure that we are not in a dream. And the very first words I said to her was,

” I have feelings for you”

“What?” She replied.

“I said I have feelings for you”

“What do you want to say?” She said.

“I need to tell you, I have feelings for you. I kinda love you.”

“Keep quite”  The librarian shouted.

” I love my parents, I love my sisters, I love my chacha, taya, aunti and  all my uncle. So what kind of love you are talking about.” She re-questioned.

“I am saying about Personal Love” I said. ” I have feelings for you and I want to know Do you feel the same for me ?” first time question was for my side.

She was quite for a long time….really long..

I asked again “Do You Love me ?”

She smiled and wrote something on her note book and showed it to me

AVAANU – Yes I Do.

 

 

 

YULM Chapter 1

This is my very own version of such moments that I can never forget. If someone has objection in my views he/she is truly welcome in my blog and I pay an apology for the very such word I spell if anytime it hurts anyone in or around my life..truly I Love You all…

Our heart starts its beats the very second you are existed in this world..but the first time you make a heart beat is it when you are born.

You make a tear in your mother’s eye for the first time and she smiles…

this is how you are born..you create a feeling not even knowing that you actually did something..

Life is not really as you know it..because there is lot to learn, lot to experience and I tell you lot to make such several moments when you cry..or made someone do it for you…

And the very next time I mad someone cry was really a deal to tell you..

In Bhandra for Holiday..

The project’s complications was increasing day by day..so i decided to have a trip to my parents and celebrate may sister’s official birthday..
So I packed my luggage along with my Internet connection and heeded to Bhandra, a palce called Jawarhar Nagar around 45 km form Nagpur. An amusing byck ride definitely gave me all the relaxation I wanted and now I am ready to go back and do the remaining work of my project titled “Artificil Neual Network”
But truly speaking the food what mom cooks stops me for going back…daily new dishes for all over Indian styles….form south’s dosa idli wada to north dhokla…I am enjoying all the stuff that mummy server in front of me…
and mummy’s new microwave has added the list in menu items…
i have hell lot of choices to eat here…ya I love food..you might have got the idea by now..
and the real thing is Mothers food is Mothers food..you can never get this taste when you cook alone or oder by tiffin services…
So I am enjoying my stay in ORDNANCE FACTORY Bhandra for the first time….
love you all…

The Avatar Show

this is a dream so involve no logical explanations..

Long time ago there lived a King in Arab Country…I really don’t know his name but he was my father…that’s right…I was the Prince of Arab

Once I was taking a tour to my future kingdom and and I saw that my soldiers tied James Carmen’s AVATAR with nearly 70 ropes form all 8 sides..His color was now Brown instead of Blue..you can understand its Arab & sand all around and not any other planet & mother nature Eve ..

So I gave a  order all troops “hey leave him he is a nice guy..”

troop replied ” Sir, apology but this huge creature can make harm to our kingdom”

I replied ” I know him he is not an evil, I dont know where from but I know this creature”

Now following my order my troop left this brown AVaTAR..and now it was time that we will be friends forever..but gosh..

The brown AVATAR was really an evil one..

in one second he smashed all my troop and went to destroy my Castle

I said to myself “what a great mistake I did” and then I took my Sword and began towards the castle…and in doing so I slipped my leg over the Banana and I woke up…

Our Project Got A Twist

NEURON

From past four months we are working on the project titled Artificial Neural Network and we (Bharatlal and I) were ready with all graphs, thesis and work is ready to submit..now something came that we never expected..

The whole project was explained taking arbitrary constants having gap equal to 1 unit. And now sir explained that “we cannot use these constants to explain our project”. This simple dialogue of 9 words changed the whole idea of our project.

It is now can be considered as developing all the theories about light and after that knowing about the fundametals that Light behaves as both Wave & Raditation(Packed data). And now whole theories about light have to be changed. I feel the same way as scientist of that time must have felt. Truly saying now we have to do a lot of stuff….so catch you all later when the work is done….

A Final Practilce

This is a dream so pleas no logical reasoning:

 

It started when I was entering my college premises and the whole college was a new one..I was willing to learn many things from this college but stucked with the basic rules.

while I was walking to Biology Lab which was suppose to cross a Info-tech lab and then enter the Biology Lab, I observed that there is no rule to REMOVE your Shoes before Entering the Lab. It was something unnatural. When the gates of my Biology Lab opend I found further sub division and even was surprise that the class was actually an open play ground. and several labs in small huts. Students of all ages were entering the lab without any time-table or permission.

I enterd the sub divided Microbiology hut and found Mr Bharatlal standing in row along others to peek into a huge microscope one by one.The microscope was a huge horizontal tube and having many holes for inserting slides and viewing pipes just vertical to slide holes.

When i got chance to peek first slide I saw a Metaphase stage Cell whose borders were not visible. In second slide I saw the same meata phase chromosomes were turning into real human.

Small I mean very small audience were looking up and wondering who is watch us..

I said what the f*** this slide is and moved my head away from the Microscope pipe and I saw that I was the only one alone standing in the lab and all my friends and teacher diapered. This added to my fear and I woke up…

The assasinations..

This is a dream so just imagine…(no logical reasoning)

I went with my mom to my friend house in Rajasthan..a sandy place to spend a summer holiday and unfortunately i was asked to attend a funeral and thus now willingly but by force i have to attend it..

I found there that the house of my friend was so huge that its gate itself can accommodate a 50 guest in it..but the process by which the funeral ceremony has to go was a weird one

Food in a tray as big as myself was given to everyone..I bet I sweat was running through my face as  I dint even think of eating even a bit form that big tray..

the next weired thing was they were all natural with the deadbody being seperated form ther head and the head was serverd to all to  put teeka and mala..as by procedure..

at last when the plate served with Head of the Dead person came to me to do the tilak ceremony I was dam frightned and then suddntly the head on plate opened his eye

 

and then I open my eye and gone out of that freaky dream…

Entering to a New Website

This day was somewhat a gift to me. I welcomed the sun at morning 7.OO am and I found my computer ready for me..the dream i got last night was somewhat terrifying..you can refer todays dream post to what happned actually…so where I  was.. Oh ya the gift came as I was surfing to social networking sites like Facebook and Linked.in and then there I saw my friends profile named Ashish Mandrah and some of his post about how he started using Picks upload feature in Facebook..then I reallized that it was my dream to write a BLOG, I mean I communicate with very few number of humans around but I really want that when I die and people search my name in GOOGLE they can atleast know that I WAS…

And wooh-ho..i found that a person can post his view and ideas in wordpress and more than that it offerd me My Own Free Website..this was the greats gift..Ya “THE SECRET” works and I got what I wanted..

Life Is Awesome and I LOVE Living It..

 

Difference – Hindi Poetry from school days

Kya Ghar? Kay Makan..?

Chahe Mitti ka ho Chahe Iit ka

Chahe Patthar ka ho Chahe Sone ka

Mai makan hu.! Mai Makan hu..!

Magar  prashna to ye hai

Kya Ghar? Kya Makaan?

Jab ban gaya tha mai puri tarah

Tab aai thi rohini mere andar

Tab jaagi thi umang ghaar banne ki magar

Mai Makan hu.! Mai Makan hu..!

Magar prashna to ye hai

Kya Ghar? Kya Makaan?

Kisi din jab tum aie

tab ehesas hua kuch banne ka

tumhi ne banaya hai muze ek ghaar

Mai Makaan tha.! Mai Makaan tha..!

Mil gaya muze mere prashna ka uttar

Kya Ghar Kya Makaan?

 

Writing Date: 23.3.2003