To take credit or not ?

It's an odd topic and I am here to clear few things.
Whatever we do in life has a purpose, a motive, an outcome. That's why we do things right ?
But what about hobbies ? Dancing, Singing, Playing games etc. What do they do ?
You don't get paid for playing counter strike, nfs, candy crush. Then why do we do it ?

Its simple, because we like it, we love doing these things, it helps us and cheer us up.
Hobby can be anything at all, from serious research to staring at an empty wall. But whatever man, it makes us happy that's why we do it. Just like all these thing writing is also a hobby. but then people question you, you must have copied it from somewhere. I get accused many times for my blog, but people who say so are the ones who haven't read any of my post. Also they do not understand the concept of hobby. Someone did the same thing a while ago, but thanks to him he gave me the idea to write this one. He did one any of you would have done when you see my blog, its a work of years which I have put in it. Now, I also do not get paid for writing then why do I do it ? It's simple, first of all, I love to share whatever I learn with people, I believe if all of us were well educated then half of our problems would disappear. I don't do it for credit, that's what professional writers do. I write for myself, to express myself, to save my thoughts from being lost in this fast world. Our soldiers who fight to save us do not take credit, the secret service where unnamed people save our life. Credit is overrated (I say overrated a lot). When I woke up today, many people did not, So am I superior from them ? No. When I drove to work I did not hit any vehicle, Does that make me perfect driver ? No. Whatever we do, just remember there is someone out there who can do the same thing a lot better than you but the difference is he understands making a difference is more important than making an impression.

It's simple guys if you are doing it to impress others then you are a stupid a very stupid person. 
Remember guys there is a lot more than taking credit, for example, to live.

Vivek Choudhary

The key to success

There are a lot more than 6 billion people on our planet. But only few are successful and rest of us are trying hard to reach on the top. What's the difference between us and them ? Are they chosen ? Are they special ? Do they posses any kind of superpower ? I believe the answer to all these questions is NO.

So what makes them so different ? Well I am 23 years old, I have my own beliefs and I am just expressing myself here. But you will find the answer everywhere. Heard that story "Thirsty Crow" ?
I bet yes, what he wanted was water otherwise he would have died due to dehydration, So to be realistic he wanted to live and the thing that he needed the most at that point of time was water. It's a bird yet somehow in the story it figures out Archimedes' principle. It's just a bird and we were made believe in school that the birds figures out the law of physics fundamental to fluid mechanics.

It's just a story, there's no proof that such incident ever took place. We can say our ancestors used this story to teach us an important lesson. What's your takeaway from this story ? Intelligence ? Hardwork ? Well actually No. It's all about initiative, the bird had to do something, the bird initiated something. We all have many many ideas, but how many of them we actually implement ? The first and very basic step is to take initiative, no matter how big or small, just do something towards the thing you want to achieve.

You like that girl ?  Ask her out.
You scared of the dark ? Go in the dark.
You have problems ?  Do the RCA.

You want to achieve success ?
Think it through, generate ideas, run theory, then choose one idea and implement it.
Success, money are kinda big deals, so your initiative should be big to.
The bird needed water when he was thirsty.
We also need water, if we are thirsty we can figure out ways to drink water.
Let's change the basic idea, we are not thirsty, we need water like once twice a day to survive.
But we need to breathe every time, you don't breathe you don't live.

When you will feel the urge to get success like you do to breathe.
My friend you will realize your vision and you will become a successful person at that very moment.


Vivek Choudhary
 

Understanding Hypocrisy in Office, College, School.

Before I start writing, I would like to thank my friend AK for giving me the idea for this one.

Why people are hypocrite ?

Answer is simple, people who fake it are the one who can't make it.
Well that's not entirely true. Me and AK have been faking it since many years.
And we definitely, can make it.

To understand this lets go back a few years. The school time. Now in school either you are the bully or you get bullied, you may be thinking oh I was not bullied, neither did I bully someone. But I am here to tell you if you were not bullied, then Yes you were a bully. Remember when you were laughing at that kid who fell down? or You made fun of that kid who did not speak much, did not have any friends, secretly loved a beautiful girl but never had balls to talk to her. Cut this short you made fun of everyone who was weird or polite or gullible or WEAK.

Then it all starts, the who's being bullied learns a lesson, a lessons that teaches him that straight trees are the first to touch the ground. So he decides to do things that look real but ain't real. In simple words he learns how to deal with a hypocrite.

Me and AK often discuss this person was talking shit about me behind my back what we ought to do about this ? We ignore shit unless it starts hurting our prestige. Once the shit reaches an alarming stage we definitely have to stop it somehow.

First start talking to that person, find out why he is shitting all over about you rather than minding his own business. It takes great communication skills to do such sort of thing. Also you ought to be a real smart ass. But what about the loners, the hermits ? The main reason they can't accomplish this task is because they are shy, they don't know how to be social. I am one of them. In that case the best way is to become a hypocrite. Start faking it and keep calm. Once you master the art, you will realize that people are realizing that rumors ain't affecting you. They will eventually stop. But you gotta have a lot of patience. We live in world where half of the people are somehow some sort of sadist. They enjoy watching you hurt, when you react outrageously. Stop losing your cool for their entertainment. For instance, my colleagues were discussing some shit I don't give a rats ass about, somehow they were on a topic climbing a mountain and out of nowhere they pointed at me with a comment "Choudhary wouldn't even climb 200 meters". You know what I did? Nothing, because I know how many mountain I've been on, I belong to mountains (Himachal Pradesh), I'm a chain smoker and I completed a 10 fucking kilometers marathon couple of months ago. But I didn't say anything. I kept my cool and as usual their discussion about how shitty their lives are continued. Now if only I had boasted about my stamina we would've gotten into an argument and who knows but things get worse when I argue. So that comment of his went null, void, flop, no harm done to me. That's how we save ourselves from stupid arguments.

Other example, people see you going out with somebody of opposite sex. Be it office, college, school, you're the news my friend. If you had a fight with somebody then if the person is mature he'll get over it, otherwise he will start thinking of ways to bring you down. In both the example you don't know who's with you or who's against you. So first start believing in your instinct. Stay careful about what you discuss and do not discuss any personal stuff you never know if that information would be used as a weapon against you and you will sit and think "fuck, I gave him the Kalashnikov he's firing at me" this will be like insulting your injury.

The one rule you should remember at such places - Take with a grain of salt.

It's simple fellas if you start taking shit seriously, your life will become a shit sooner or later. So make time for important things. Do not make a lot of friends, but make trustworthy, meaningful friends. Be smart, always learn something. This will make you more productive.

Vivek Choudhary

Why we are here ? Purpose of our lives.

Every day we wake up and do what we ought to do. Family, friends, and work.

That’s all we do.

My question is, Is that it? Is that all we are supposed to do in this beautiful world?

I get it some of you might be wondering our world is not that beautiful because of some unwanted creatures and the problems they create for us. Crime now I won't go into detail about what kind of crimes are there. We should rather focus on the beauty of this world.

For some of you, beauty is in a girl, boy, drugs, love, sex, nature, alcohol, cigarette, movies, technology, and whatnot.

But do you really spend a considerate amount of your valuable time in this world with things you love?

When I wake up every day I think about my purpose in this life, whenever I am not working, this is all I think about. I party, smoke, and have fun with friends but when I am not doing any of this all I am doing is thinking hard about it.

Everything that happens, happens for a bloody reason. That is a fact I understand very well.
Every step we take, and everything we do leads to an action, and that action my friend leads to a reaction. So whenever we do something good, not for ourselves but for others, it creates a ripple effect that automatically generates a reaction, and needless to say that reaction will be good for sure. The more gratitude you show the more thankful you are the more of it you attract (sorry I get carried away towards the law of attraction) But remember this, this stuff always works. No matter how little you do but make it a good deed. Feeding biscuits to a street dog, helping someone cross the road whatever you can do just do it. It won't take long, you don't have to spend any money. You'll get eternal satisfaction, try it once. You'll feel you were born to do this, to save humanity. A soldier does his work in LOC, you ought to do your work in society, if you can't clean the streets just don't spoil it. If you can't heal a heart just don't hurt it. If you can't make someone happy just don't make him cry.

In the end, it won't matter how you did, but it'll matter what you did, and they'll remember you for what you did. It's your duty to make sure they remember you with love in their eyes.

Vivek Choudhary

A day and night full of terror + horror

All contents of this post are based on real events that happened to me on 12th February 2015.

Let's cut the chase to 2:30PM, it's time when I leave home for the office. I've to cross the border and enter Gurgaon so I prefer public transport to avoid traffic. I took a bus to the Kapashera border then as usual a shared cab for the cyber city. The cab covers the whole of udyog vihar then comes cyber city. So as the journey started we saw people rushing in our direction in bulk. I better mention that on a normal day no one gives a shit and no one talks to anyone. In about 2 minutes we saw a huge number of people rushing or you can say running in our direction, we saw blood on some people's faces and clothes. Everyone was wondering what happened is it a riot or something. We tried asking people but they wouldn't talk just told us to turn around they were beating people ahead. A returning driver told our driver to take another route from Ram Chowk but our driver was kinda brave or stupid I'm still confused. He didn't back off. Meanwhile, people were still running. I better mention udyog vihar is an industrial area with a huge number of laborers working there. Finally, we turned around since the road was blocked. We took the Ram Chowk route there were Police in one street blocking the way but then later I first time witnessed Public Outrage, a factory or building I don't know it's next to the NIIT building was in terrible condition. I'll describe it but inside the cab, one supercool dude with his fancy SkullCandy headphones was scared to hell continuously asking the driver to drop him. And everyone was talking to everyone like best friends.

This is what Human nature is, fear brings them together. So at the speed of walking pedestrians, we crossed that trouble-making building, actually, a worker died there so all the other workers were destroying the building, an Omni van and a truck were destroyed already. I saw people beating other people as we crossed. You wouldn't know the feeling anytime a stone could break our window but thanks to god we successfully crossed it. Later we saw some police vans coming. It was a relief that it'll come to an end soon.

On 13th February I'd learn that " The quiet boulevards of Udyog Vihar, the manufacturing hub in Gurgaon, resembled a war zone on Thursday as nearly 1,000 industrial workers went on a vandalism spree from factory to factory, damaging machinery, burning cars and bikes and smashing furniture. Eleven factory buildings had suffered various degrees of damage and at least 100 cars were targeted, some of them upended and set on fire along with bikes in the middle of the road, resulting in losses worth crores. Several policemen and factory workers were among the injured." As quoted by Times Of India.

That was a real happening event but in the office, I went through some horrific episodes. It's more like a myth or something. But the 5th floor where I work is said to be a haunting place. 90% of staff leaves at 6 pm which leaves an empty floor. I didn't even notice it was scary until someone mentioned it. So it's like lights out you're all alone going to the washroom. Everything is pretty huge and window curtains sound, that electric sounds from machinery, doors closing after a while you open them, the reflection in glass walls, empty seats. It all was suddenly in my mind and a few stories were told to me like the sound of anklets, toilet flushing even doors open, and the eye of a girl in a picture(A picture that said don't waste food with a girl looking at you with a plate in her hand). I was still in shock from the afternoon's incident and this scary shit was on my mind. I'm talking 12:20am it's actually scary. I felt it tonight, all other days when I used to roam around these empty corridors fearlessly were gone. I was scared and that scene from Annabel when during the kitchen fire the lady is pulled back was on my mind out of nowhere still at lightning speed I made it back to my department.

Now the office cab dropped me home at 1:05AM, it's a farmhouse with lots of trees and on the left side there's agricultural land the farmhouse. I entered the farmhouse the guards closed the gates behind me. I started walking, and I heard an anklet sound, I stopped that very moment, and looked back I was at a distance of about 100 meters from the gate. The guards asked what happened sir I said nothing. The same thing happened again I wanted to turn around and ask one of the guards to escort me home but due to my ego, I didn't. I walked in that terrifying sound for 200 meters approximately only to discover it was the sound of two coins in my pocket. I was relieved, I had to walk 800 meters to reach home once I enter the farmhouse so I increased my speed and reached the checkpoint, the guards had their bonfires going on. The last thing, I swear to god there was a cat on our door I almost got a heart attack but she ran away.

Here I am safe and sound at home. it's 2 AM, and the conclusion is, your thoughts become reality. The more you think about something the more it bothers you.

Vivek Choudhary

The Lesson

I'm a bit of an arrogant guy at times. I think and judge a lot but I keep my opinion to myself. Today something happened that made me think that we ain't always right or it's not right at all to think that what you're thinking is absolutely correct. At times we run into arguments and we don't even realize that instead of proving who's right we begin to prove who's ego is bigger. We totally neglect that other person's opinion.

Let's take an example of what happened today. There is a smoking zone in my building and it's on the outskirts of the building so it's kinda open to natural air from all sides. It's pretty much cool though and there's room for many people. But since it's cold so many people don't actually enter the smoking zone but they just stand at its entrance and smoke. Just to avoid the cold breeze or sometimes heavily chilled strokes of cold air. The point is I'm one of those people in fact I was till today. There are guards who politely tell people to smoke inside the zone. But thanks to our huge ego of class and band we don't listen to them. Today I went to the zone and started smoking outside the zone. The guard came to me and asked me to smoke in the zone since I was in a hurry so I went inside

A couple of minutes later I saw a few suits "Higher level officials" smoking outside, the guard came again and surprisingly didn't say anything to them and returned. After finishing my cigarette I went straight to that guard and asked "Why this discrimination? You told me to go and didn't say anything to them? "
The guard politely apologized and said "Sir I feel ashamed that I'm illiterate but still I've to tell you literate people to follow the instructions mentioned in that Sign Board. If you are offended I won't say a word to you smoke anywhere you want"

I was like this guy showed me that irrespective of my position in my band I'm so wrong so bloody wrong in following something which is meant to be followed by every literate and socially responsible person. I was wrong on so many levels that I couldn't face this man. I came to argue why he allowed others and refused to allow me, but the basic point in my whole argument would have been based on my irresponsibility. I stood there for like 5 seconds totally speechless. Somehow I managed to say "I'm sorry" and walked away. So before judging others judge yourself. If you believe you're right maybe you're on some levels but not all and that other guy might be correct on one of the remaining levels.

Vivek Choudhary

What is a luxurious life ?

I'll never forget this day in my life, it was 12th December 2014. The month in which we worry about where to go on New year's eve, how to celebrate etc. But what happened to me was an experience, an encounter with reality that changed my mind forever.

So I went to this Government bank for some work regarding my account, we all know how government banks employee are, I'm not saying all of them are the same but the majority goes with rude, frustrated, damn slow employees. They made me stand for a while, I waited patiently because anger or attitude in such places only makes it worse. These two ladies were too slow and giggling around working and gossiping in between. Recently Jan Dhan Yojna was launched so I saw many poor people come in and bank employees treated them like slaves, "bola na baad me aana" "Abhi tak yahin khadi hai, nikal yha se" "is form me yhan ye kaun likhega" and the guard was like "aye kahan Ja rha h" and many more lines were said to them as if they all are terrorist or some species that don't deserve to have a bank account.

One lady politely told me to wait for 10 minutes. I sat on the chair, and at least 6-7 illiterate and very poor people came to me one by one asking me to fill in the slip which is used to deposit money. They had cash like 10rs and 50rs notes mostly. Amounts were 500, 600, 1500, and 2000 at most. I filled out their slips and they thanked me. I felt so good. This was the first time I could feel the emotions behind their simple thanks ( they didn't say thanks literally but they folded hands, smiled, and babuji, sir was used to addressing me) I was happy for them.

After an hour (they told me 10 minutes), I was still waiting. Then a guy appeared, he was nearly 38 or something, he was wearing a jacket that was torn from several places his trouser was very loose his belt was tightened so that the trouser doesn't slip away, his hair was messy, he was sweating, probably he walked or ran from quite a distance. He came to me and asked me to fill out the slip, the time was 3:45pm. He showed me an ID card, and to fill in the name that's on the card, he was working as a field laborer at a factory. I filled in the slip the money was 6500, I counted and sent him to the counter.
The madam at the counter was a girl 24-25 I guess. She straight away told him to go back as the time for transactions is over, and she can't submit money now. The guy with swollen eyes begged her to submit the money, he told her that his daughter in Bihar is very sick and needed medical attention, government hospital ain't helping. She still said no but the guy kept insisting and finally burst into tears, seeing this the girl said "Karlo emotional tum" and finally took the money.

The guy returned to me after the transaction, he sat near me, not on the chair but on the floor, I requested him to sit on the chair beside me but he refused and sat on the ground in a squatting position. He said folding his hands "babuji dhanybad, meri bachi bimar h, Ghar paise bhejne the, tankha 8000 boli thi sahib ne par keh rhe the pf k paise or in kapdo ko paise kaat k 6500 milenge is mahine, Subah se mang rha tha ab Jake 5900 diye, 600 rupe mene bacha k rakhe the wo mila k paise Ghar bhejen hain, dua krna Bachi k liye, bhgwan apko khush rkhe"

English Translation, "Sir thank you so much, my daughter is very sick, and my salary was decided 8000, but they said I will get 6500 after deducting pf and these clothes compensation, after asking too many times since morning he handed me 5900, rest 600 was my savings that I'm sending along, please pray for my daughter, god bless you"

And then he walked away, and many hours later, I was thinking about his problems and his family. This was the first time I learned how much a 10rs note matters to them, I smoke 8-10 cigarettes in a day and 1 cigarette costs me 10rs. My salary is 4 times his and I'm just 23. My dad and my sister are working and they earn way more than me. I've luxuries like vehicles, guards at home, my own house, and a job in an MNC.
I realized how blessed I am and how hard these people work. I have no right to be sad just because I couldn't get a ticket to a movie, or I missed my favorite TV show, or my phone battery dying too soon.

I learned life didn't give you everything you wanted. But it already gave you what you need.
So, I request you all to help people in need and appreciate what you already have.