Category: My Life is as You Know It…

This category tells all updates going on my life and sometimes flashback to support them…

Break UP Memories

After hearing all form most of people about their break up in mid NOV and DEC 2014, I was inspired to write about Breakup.

Actually people may think that Break up is not at all an inspiring topic to write about, but for me it is…

Breakup is a phase where we are emotionally disturbed as the momentum to stay dependent on our partner is disturbed by some external force (Newton’s 1st law). Let the external force be another person or change of interest or created misunderstandings or unavoidable circumstances. As per my experience Breakup for me is very difficult to handle as I am a very emotional sensitive guy, but experience taught me that Breakup is an temporary phase to stay and move on. New is always better and we learn a lot form our past experience that we are ready to avoid that factor in our next relationship.

So here a story  about my first Breakup:

 

It was in 2004/2005 during my class X board exam period in Hyderabad, the girl whom I plan to spend my life with came with all the gifts I gave her, destroyed into pieces and kept in an Yellow Polythene bag handed over to me, saying lot of stuff till date I cannot figure out what that mean to me. A guy, one of my classmate was with her(Nikesh/Nikhlesh) and he came to me and said, “shame on you.”

More than my breakup I was angry that an Alien person who has no knowledge about me and my girlfriend’s relationship has came with her and speaking against me.

That time calculated something and wrote on my dairy which I promise myself to open in 20 years and follow whats written in. I explained myself with simple logic that if a girl takes third party to explain or support her statement to me then there are two factors to learn her

1) She feels unsafe to withstand my anger on breakup (which makes my choice clear that in future i must chooze a girl who is more bold in facing me)

2) She needs some else to express what she has to say to me (which guides me that I did not made her comfortable to speak the truth to me that she had to take another person, tell the truth about me to him and talk to me back)

I was aware that as Human, my powers are limited and when my anger cools down I will have a natural tendency to forgive for what she did to me. So to remind myself I need something strong that will stop me form getting along with her again,

Thus I check the yellow polythene given by her again,

I checked there was watch, some papers/letter/greeting cards and a diary what I gifted to her on our first Valentines Day. Inside the dairy there was 26 INR what that she returned to me after calculating what I spent on her. I discovered that a girl with this amount of ego and pride over her father’s earned money is definitely no match for me. So I kept that two 10 INR notes, one 5 INR note and a one rupee coin with me till date which reminds me that why I should not got back to her again.

I am not saying that everyone should hold themselves back to fall into same relationship with same person, But as you know the that person the most, and there are higher chances for history to repeat itself. And I am not that strong to take that chance and feel the pain again. I kept the one rupee coin as a strong memory naming it “Kalvi’s Coin” reminding me to move on and learn more form life.

I and My sister Kritika Dongre believes in one strong point by HIMYM

“NEW IS ALWAYS BETTER.”

So in search of this better one, my journey continued and I believe I finally after several failures I found one 🙂

But more on that later…

Happy Break UP guys

Congratulations on Commencement of a New Journey……Never give up till you find your right match

Happy Day EVERYDAY

After the LETTER I made a VIDEO

After hearing the news that my partner’s visa will be late by 6 months in total I was more frustrated and made this video after getting Drunk a lot..

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Then I re posted this video on FB, Youtube, Whats app and many other places and asked Myself in a drunk state that when I woke up in sober condition, I must not delete it.

 

So I am follwoing a drunk person’s advice, but Its kinda fun….

 

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

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

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…. 🙂

Returning Home

A person after experiening and discovering something very great….comes back to his place of origin…physically, but to come back to his pace of origin mentally takes time…
Sometimes wishes not to reaturn at all…

Same happens with all scientists..
same happens with all journilist…
and the
same happens with every stuendt who approaches to an institution form his place of origin ( his house)

What Is Tapish?

 

“TAPISH IS A COWARD”

Tapish is Scared by many situations; therefore he has to do what he does.

Tapish is Scared for losing his love, therefore he cares too much for it.

Tapish is Scared for being alone in this world, thus he starts his day in making friends.

Tapish is Scared for physical fighting, therefore he believes in a peaceful living.

Tapish is Scared for being dumb, therefore he learns new things daily.

Tapish is Scared for not being accepted by the world, therefore he tries his level best to understand the world.

Tapish is Scared for being a single unknown individual with no identity…

Therefore HE FIGHTS

TO BECOME

THE ONE

GOD HIMSELF….!!!!

Someone so Scared can only be COWARD, A Courageous Coward..

Thus in Simple Words…

TAPISH IS A COWARD.

 

Entering A new Estate

After completion of my B.tech degree I headed to Hyderabad for Gate coaching classes. A new place brings lots of hopes as well as worries along.

First two days were the most frustative one. Our sir from helpBiotech assured us to come two or three days early and we will search room for you.

The movement we reached here the assured above statement was true except for the fact of a substitution of You instead of we.

So now its was our duty to search room in an unknown place with no place to live that day, having roughly about zero idea of the economic spending and an exhausted body due to travelling.

Though it was a sudden shock for us that helpBiotech provides only a idea about helping yourself, but even learning this was a pleasant experience.

After long tiring two day seach with spending a huge sum of money on  our roaming charges on mobile network. We finally arrived at a Green Colour 2BHK flat. Quite costly but a peaceful place to live.

Our flat owner Dr. Vijju(in short) was very helpful person. He guided me to various economic places nearby which was very necessary for a student life.

After having a peaceful shelter to stay and a personal room to think freely I hope all our worries will turn small and my next post will have more positivity than this one…

Signing off till next internet session.

Tapish M Dongre