The Lonely Dreamer

The following video depicts our late friend Meldon Sampey's last journey prior to his accidental death.

Scene : Outside a church (board) on a Sunday. There’s worship music in the background. People have begun going towards the church. In walks a little boy ( Raj ) in rags, carrying a runaway- from-home bundle. He keeps looking to the pavement and feeling his stomach. A girl walks by, carrying a whole load of buns, towards the church. He stares longingly. Suddenly he spies that one of them has fallen on the ground. He runs for it and grabs it — a happy smile on his face. Out of nowhere come two ruffians. They walk up to Raj as he ’s about to bite into the bun. Ruffian1 (grabbing hold of Raj’s hand): Give me that! Raj (grabbing at the bun): Give it back. it’s mine. Ruffian2 : So, new here eh? (hits him on the head). Don’t you know the rules? Before you eat, ask us. (Raj begins to weep) R2 : (boxing Raj’s ears) He won’t forget now. R1 : Let’s go. (R1 and R2 leave, eating the bun. Raj goes and sits on the pavement, crying. Enter an Christian youth worker, notices Raj and w

The video depicting the first year of life in Palghar.

Today was quite an intresting day. Met one of my old friend after years. After hours of talking about how our lives changed after leaving school, he came to the topic about his work and future plans and how one as an individual has dreams to change the rest. Oddly enough the topic came round to whether leadership is something you are born with or whether it can be developed. Ok so maybe it wasnt so odd that we did land up at this doorstep ,but it did strike a cord somewhere and I am sure I heard some bells ringing in the distance. What created this sudden overwhelming feeling was that I suddenly realized how little I was and how little I knew of the world beyond my usual life.. Thats when I started to wonder ''am I a changemaker? Am I exposed enough to create systems that would have massive impact or for that matter do I have enough wisdom to help others?'' And I am sure that there are others who feel the same. So it basically boils down to one simple question- Can I m

The time was ticking on the clock, with just a few minutes left for the countdown to the final whistle. The match was intense, with the opposition dominating the flow of the game. With barely a few seconds left, a thin fair complexion boy made his run to the opposition box and slipped one past the goalkeeper in the dying moments. There were screams and shouts of joy and celebration all around. The then, FE COMPS were victorious, defeating the team many considered back then, the strongest. And Meldon Sampey was their match winner, It's the story that still goes around from the football freaks of the current third year, about how Meldon was the architect of that win. Almost three years since that incident, our dear and close friend is no longer amongst us, on 5th October 2010 ; Meldon Sampey was the victim of a horrific train accident at Virar station. On a day that seemed just as normal as any other, turned out to be a night mare for all his close friends and family. It's stil

Alright,to start with, ''Im not much of an Anime freak, as you may think off on noticing that ive actually dedicated an entire article on it'' Anime is something I just watch when I suffer from boredom or completle joblessness. I am nor a collector of it nor an addict. (Unlike those who eat,sleep and drink anime, going to such extent, even to have profile pics on it)But has it had an effect on me?..yes,to some extent. Infact the very main blog url, is anime inspired. Over the years boredom has forced me to watch a few. I liked a few while disliked the others. So this article is the ranking of my top 3 anime series- 1) The Full-Metal Alchemist Summary-"Humankind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return. To obtain,something of equal value must be lost. That is alchemy's first law of equivalent exchange. In those days we really believed that to be the world's one and only truth." In an alchemical ritual gone wrong, Edward Elric lost

Today marks the day of  a very important event. The release of AMP's -Robot Boy- . After a year long break, Amal Baiju and his production 'Apple Motion Pictures' is finally back with another one of his brilliant creations. 'The Mobile Blog' as a partner of AMP productions has decided to jointly celebrate this auspicious event... An engineering student from SJCET ,Amal Baiju, as a child, always dreamt of getting in to the world of acting, production and directing. Despite facing hard criticism and demotivation from many , Amal has quite lived up to his dream by his hardwork and sheer determination.  "I was not the kind of guy , who was more into studies, ever since childhood I've been more into the commercial part, more into movies." says Amal Baiju. "I always dreamt of having my own unified productions, with everyone joining in it. A success story where we all share its fruit". In today's world where every parent want to follow the curr

If only life would be so easy...........

A week after settling in, news broke out to me that i had got admission in Xaviers, but i chose to remain in Palghar( there are many reasons for it). Days passed and i actually began liking college. Unlike my diploma days, i actually started attending all lectures. i used to sit on the last bench(as usual} alongside Melwyn and we used to spend nearly half our class time doing time pass with Chaitu and sometimes with Pratiksha, Karishma (aka Kanchi; a nice friendly Gujju female, very sporting and timepass) or Ashwini (a moodswinging palghar localite. She speaks to me once every month :P ). Karishma and Ashwini were Nevilles TP friends just as we had the Chaitu and Pratiksha. Our main group in college had 2 flats currently. Amals and Pranavs. So whenever we used to bunk,we used to hang out there. From sharing stories to taking peoples case to trying all stupid stuff like the unconscious trick, games etc etc happened on a usual basis there. Although the main part was playing the game o

When it comes to making friends and settling in, being a student of diploma, its a whole lot tougher to gel in with the class, and thats something i realised on my first day of college. its more like your an alien figure in the class where everyone know eachother except you. And the feeling that creeps into when you enter class for the first time with everyone staring at you as if you were a murderer or someone who hd commited some mortal sin... The first week in Palghar was pretty boring. I roamed around with the other diploma students( two of which, were from my diploma college) and eventually making friends with a few HSC students. Lucky me, i had someone like neville in my class which made it easier for me to mix around with the other HSC students(unlike being a complete stranger,knowing someone is actually helpfull) My first memorable day in SJCET came a week later when all we diploma students decided to bunk and go to kelve beach. That day was awesome! From beach football to taki

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It all began on 31st August 2009 when i finally got my diploma completion certificate. And it was finally time to take a big step ahead towards B.E. I still remember those plans i made with my buddies Mihir and Tiwari, about taking admission in a far off college and staying in a hostel to enjoy both,life and the freedom with it. Although life took quite a different turn for all of us. I was the only one from my group of 4 to get admission in a far off college. Unfortunately Mihir and Tiwari, both failed to secure admission that year, and Keval landed up in Sion. After trying in a few other institutes,My admission was done in St. John College of Engineering and Technology(SJCET), in a place(village actually) called Palghar, around 90 kms from my home. Although Palghar was my last option compared to the others, i didnt think of it as a bad option, considering the fact that i would finally get a chance to live on my own(freedom) and that i already had a few school friends studying there,

22 League titles, 14 DFB cups , 4 Champions league titles and many more still counting. Thats what the club i support has achieved in its golden 110 year history, that only a few other can boast off. That club is FC Bayern Munich AG. So what does it mean to be a Bayern fan? Individually it can mean many things to each different person. For me,every fans opinion are important, and vital for club to succeed as a unit. Bayern is one of those clubs, which people either love it, or loath it. No one in between. Love them or hate them, Bayern has won it all as a German team and they rank up there toward the top with the greatest clubs in the world. Die Roten is one of the those clubs that have to succeed in every competition they are involved in otherwise they are severely scorned by their fans, while everyone else celebrates their failures and loathes their successes. Being a true football enthusiast in a country like India,where cricket is religion and cricketers are gods(and where every ot

Ever since i was 12 years old, ive been a huge football freak. This passion started during the WC of 2002 and my very first match of Germany vs Saudi Arabia. Thats when i came across a certain footballer who buried the ball in the net for the third time that night. His name was Miroslav Klose. And since that time 8 years back, this man has been my idol. My football God. Just who exactly is Miroslav Klose? Miroslav Klose is a German footballer Born on 9 June 1978 in the Silesian city of Opole, Poland, to Josef and Barbara Kloze, Miroslav Klose is one of German football’s most successful footballers ever to graze the pitch. With 100 plus caps and Bundesliga goals to his name, one can barely argue to his credentials of being one of the the most prolific strikers in the footballing world. Little did young  Klose know about how his life would change when his parents moved from their native Poland, fleeing the Communist rule, to France and finally Germany, settling in a sma

I came to this world 20 years ago, born in the 'city of dreams' or Mumbai, as we all know it. Comming from a middle class family, i did not enjoy the luxuries of the the higher ups nor the poverty of the lower. Throughout my life i have had many ups and downs(we all have it dont we?). Although in my opinion i've had more of the latter. But hardships and losses are always a part of ones life, and the more you overcome it, the stronger we get ;) So here i am 20 years later. Pursuing my engineering in Electronics and Telecommunication in a place know as Palghar around 90km away from my home. Already finished my diploma in ET and now another 3 years and i am off to live on my own. At present, i have two lifes . A Real one in real world and a virtual one in the world of internet and social networking. And both of these have had their fair share of adventure. This blog is all about these adventures, and an account of my likes,dislikes, happenings etc