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For as long as I can remember, I've always been somewhat of a messy person. I'm a messy eater, I often leave my room in a mess, or as I like to call it, 'organised chaos' because I have an easier time finding things in the mess than finding things in a neatly stacked pile. I've never actively taken care of myself, body and mind both. In fact, if it wasn't for me dealing with depression over the last few years, I would have probably ignored it and continue being the lazy slob that I am. <\/p>
Not that I've stopped being a lazy slob - who am I kidding, I still am - but it is more of a work in progress now. Once you realise that only you can fix yourself, it is kind of hard to go back to the same lifestyle that makes you miserable and not hate yourself again, despite its relative comfort. What happens then is that every day you try to fix yourself is a learning experience that you can take away from. <\/p>
Now, it's been a while since I did a listicle, and I can't help but feel that the quality of my writing is dipping way below what I wanted it to be, for some reason. So I'm taking it slow, and of course, every writer has their lists, this one is mine, and it is quite personal. <\/p>
1. It is notoriously hard:<\/b><\/p>
People who are into the lifestyle make it look incredibly easy but staying fit and being well-groomed is a notoriously difficult thing to do for people like me, mostly because we fail to see the logic behind it and also because we've gone our entire lives trying to avoid it as much as we can. I honestly stare daggers at the folks who keep telling me 'it's so easy'. These folks, years ahead in building muscle and staying fit, tell me that taking care of oneself is ridiculously easy. <\/p>
Being notoriously hard, however, is not exactly a bad thing. Acknowledging this fact, however, still doesn't stop me from pulling this face every time someone says 'it's so easy.' <\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1509594501436","data":"59faa0fd4dcbd"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1509594503790","data":"
2. The Sweat Of One's Brow: <\/b><\/p>
While I was unsure of using a title that can only be described as Ayn Rand's wildest dream, the difficulty of taking care of yourself is precisely what makes the journey worth it. The harder it is to achieve, the sweeter the victory dance when you do hit your goals. Taking care of yourself is perhaps the best example of an individual reaping the benefits their own hard work, all the hard work they do in staying fit and grooming themselves returns in forms of muscle gains and healthier body, which makes them the direct recipient of the rewards reaped by the sweat of one's brow. So keep making those puddles! <\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1509594941598","data":"59faa0ada3f0a"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1509594943814","data":"
3. Caught Lying To Yourself: <\/b><\/p>
This is perhaps one of the worst things you can do on the journey for self-improvement, but you constantly find yourself lying to, well, yourself. You make these grand plans of going to the gym every single day of your life until you collapsed, but then you wake up in the morning to the sound of the alarm blaring, silence it and then go back to sleep. <\/p>
When you wake up, you tell yourself that you'll make up for it later, but that later never comes. You tell yourself you'll not eat junk again, but you keep eating the junk. All these things, the little things, they add up over time and culminate in a massive spike of demotivating energy where, despite you lying to yourself, you know you aren't being serious about improving yourself. <\/p>
If you're going through that, I understand. I've been through that too, in fact, I still go through it every now and then. The trick is to remember what your goal is and what you're working towards. <\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1509595378849","data":"59faa073a06a0"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1509595380631","data":"
4. You Realise Motivation Is Overrated:<\/b> <\/p>
It really is. Motivation might get you to go to the gym in the morning following an emotional break down where you cry into the pillow, screaming silently, but that's all it can do. Motivation can get you to start, but if you want to get any further with the goals you have in mind, you need something that is much harder to develop: Discipline. <\/p>
Motivation is an emotion, after all, it is irrational to expect oneself to be constantly happy or constantly sad (if you're constantly sad, seek professional help immediately) but for some reason, the same logic is not extended to motivation despite it too being an emotion. <\/p>
No, you don't need motivation, you need discipline, and you can develop discipline by hitting the gym every single day, especially on the days you do not feel like going at all. Break through that barrier, and there is nobody that is going to stop you. <\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1509595696614","data":"59faa046d8be6"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1509595698811","data":"
5. Change takes time....<\/b><\/p>
...but time is all it takes. <\/p>
One of the most important things you learn on the journey of self-improvement is that change is something that takes time to happen, but it does happen. Changes can be positive and negative, and the true tragedy of life is that making terrible decisions for yourself is the easiest way for change to happen, the bad kind. <\/p>
So, patience. You know what you're working towards, and if you feel like you've hit a wall, feel free to reach out and ask someone who has been through this journey for help. Oh, and that is the most important lesson I've learned over the course of the journey so far, to not rush into things because they will happen if you're consistent and that people can sometimes honestly want to help. <\/p>
Who would have thunk, right?<\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1509595973495","data":"59faa02886b12"}]
Thakur was nearing his retirement, something he had been looking forward to for a long time now. \u2018Government work is not as it was before,\u2019 he would always say with a dull sigh. He was a mild-mannered man that lived in his old Delhi bungalow beside the famous sweet shop. He had no wife nor children to surround himself with at his old age but this never discouraged him. He lived life according to his terms and managed to all the house-work that needed to be done. <\/p>
Thakur had a secret hobby and that was his eternal search of something called \u2018happiness\u2019. In his twenties, people around him thought him mad and poked fun at his relentless perusal of all the magazines to find happiness. He had looked everywhere for this esoteric happiness. He had asked many intelligent men, many intelligent questions. \u201cWhere can I find happiness?\u201d \u201cWhat does it look like?\u201d \u201cWhat is happiness?\u201d \u201cHow do I know if I\u2019ve found it?\u201d \u201cHave you seen it?\u201d All the answers to these questions were unsatisfactory. One told him that they were selling a surplus of happiness for a very cheap rate in some far off country, whose name Thakur had never heard before. Another told that it was all lies and happiness could only be found on the black market these days. Yet another told him that through all his adventures, he had never found this happiness and that the search for \u2018happiness\u2019 was a fruitless endeavour. None of these intelligent men seemed to deter Thakur and his resilience in any way. <\/p>
As he grew older, people started talking less and less about happiness. They said it was something that existed only in the books of the past and that many men have wasted away their lives in its pursuit. Thakur\u2019s mother forbade him to talk about it anymore and ever since then he never spoke of it to her again but like a naughty little child, he continued to look for it, in the privacy of his own space. At work, he sat with Mishra and Sharma, both of whom had always something interesting to offer on happiness. <\/p>
\u201cDid you know that in some countries it is banned to mention the word happiness?\u201d Mishra said, stuffing his pipe with tobacco. He always said these things but no one ever knew how correct they were and everyone almost always believed him because he carried around him an air of confidence. <\/p>
\u201cYes, yes illegal,\u201d Sharma added, nodding his bald head that was bent over the plate of food he had just ordered from the cafeteria. <\/p>
\u201cNot illegal Sharma, banned.\u201d <\/p>
\u201cAren\u2019t they the same thing?\u201d Sharma asked, slowly raising his head from his plate.<\/p>
\u201cNo. They aren\u2019t.\u201d <\/p>
\u201cHow so?\u201d <\/p>
\u201cIt doesn\u2019t matter. You are not allowed to say it or even think of it.\u201d Mishra was now trying to light the tobacco.<\/p>
\u201cHow do they know if you\u2019ve thought of it?\u201d <\/p>
\u201cThey just do.\u201d <\/p>
\u201cBut if you ask someone not to think of something it is inevitable that they will,\u201d Sharma seemed lost. <\/p>
\u201cYou always say the most nonsensical things, Sharma.\u201d Mishra didn\u2019t like anyone challenging his ideas. <\/p>
\u201cDid you know that Patel says he has always had happiness? Ever since he was born? Apparently, it was his grandmother who gave it to him.\u201d Thakur said, glancing over to where Patel was.<\/p>
\u201cNonsense,\u201d Mishra snapped \u201cThat fellow is a bloody lying rascal. How is it someone has an endless supply of something? Impossible, I say. He\u2019s either been buying it off the black market or he doesn\u2019t have any.\u201d <\/p>
\u201cI remember when that scoundrel at the black market sold it to me for a hundred rupees telling me it would last for at least five years,\u201d Thakur sighed. <\/p>
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d Sharma asked, inquisitively. \u201c<\/p>
\"He got bloody scammed is what. Ran out of it within a week.\u201d Mishra said. \u201cAll these are bloody liars, I tell you. You either have it or you don\u2019t and no one is so privileged as to have been born with it. I know for a fact that there is no such thing as happiness and if there ever was, I wouldn\u2019t want even a gram of it.\u201d <\/p>
<\/p>
A couple of months later, Thakur was walking through the weekend market, trying to ration his food since he had retired. He wondered if potatoes were the better choice or carrots. As he sat pondering the difference of taste between a stem and a root vegetable, his eyes caught the most peculiar sight. In the middle of the market-square stood a man, dressed in the most unusual garb, juggling balls. He was surrounded by little children who stared at him in wonder, their big eyes brimming with curiosity yet none of them made a sound. <\/p>
Thakur approached this man and asked him what he was doing. <\/p>
\u201cJuggling balls,\u201d the man replied, making no effort to look at Thakur. <\/p>
\u201cBut why?\u201d Thakur asked. <\/p>
\u201cIt makes me happy,\u201d the man replied, his lips forming into a strange curve that Thakur had never seen before, yet it all seemed so magical. <\/p>
\u201cI don\u2019t understand,\u201d Thakur scratched his head. \u201cI\u2019ve looked for happiness all my life. Are you saying you have found it?\u201d <\/p>
\u201cFound it?\u201d The man let out a loud sound, almost in a mocking tone. \u201cFriend, I\u2019m always happy.\u201d <\/p>
Before Thakur could reiterate Mishra\u2019s bright words, the man looked him straight in the eye and said \u201cEveryone is happy. It\u2019s only a matter of recognition, is all.\u201d <\/p>
\u201cEveryone is happy?\u201d <\/p>
\u201cYes, everyone. Even you. Why, if you find it hard to recognize it, all you have to do is grow it in your backyard.\u201d The man replied nonchalantly. <\/p>
\u201cIn our backyards?\u201d <\/p>
\u201cYes, in our backyards. Once you remove all the weed and destroy all other plants, the happiness tree will grow. But-\u201c<\/p>
\u201cBut?\u201d <\/p>
\u201cBut no one wants to even destroy the weeds, let alone the other plants.\u201d <\/p>
\u201cI will. I shall. Are you sure? In my backyard?\u201d A newfound sense of energy seemed to be flowing through Thakur. Finally, he was making headway in his search. <\/p>
\u201cYes, yes. In your backyard.\u201d <\/p>
Before leaving Thakur found out the man\u2019s name and address. He didn\u2019t want to be scammed a second time. For six months Thakur had put in a lot of effort in his backyard. He spent day and night, picking out the weeds, destroying all the other plants, most of which were left ignored and were already dead. He watered his backyard every day and sat on the doorstep, watching the soil. Nothing else occupied his thoughts during this time. He sat there, unperturbed, quietly watching the backyard. <\/p>
One day, Thakur noticed a small sapling. A translucent little green stem that was nothing like what he had ever seen before. He nearly jumped and immediately wondered what came over him. He told himself that his tree would grow as tall and large as the man in the market\u2019s - since he had been past his house a few times now- and that Mishra and Sharma could share from his happiness tree. From then on, he carefully tended to this tiny green stem protruding out of his soil. His back gave him issues and his old age prevented him from staying up too long but nevertheless, he pursued on.<\/p>
For another six months, he tended to this plant with all his love but to no avail. It refused to grow larger than it had been and even seemed to be slowly withering away. Thakur sat at his doorstep, head in hands.<\/p>
\u201cI have been scammed again,\u201d he thought. \u201cMother was right. Mishra was right. No such thing as happiness.\u201d <\/p>
Saying this, he got up bitterly and walked to the man\u2019s house. <\/p>
\u201cOi Agarwal, come out you rascal. Come out this instant,\u201d he cried out, standing near the man\u2019s gate. A few minutes later, Agarwal came out. He was dressed normally this time and had his hair neatly combed backwards. <\/p>
\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong, Thakur?\u201d He asked, again with the same whimsical curve on his face. <\/p>
\u201cYou told me that I could have a happiness tree as big and large as yours and it has been nearly a year, yet no sign of it. You scoundrel. You wasted my time.\u201d <\/p>
\u201cI never told you your tree would be as large as my tree. I told you that anyone could be happy if they wanted to.\u201d <\/p>
\u201cSame thing,\u201d Thakur was fuming. <\/p>
\u201cNo, not the same thing. In fact, two very different things. My friend, how do you expect your tree to grow when you constantly keep comparing it to mine? The poor little plant feels pressurized and probably wants to die before even experiencing life.\u201d<\/p>
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d <\/p>
\u201cThat means, Thakur, that your tree is unlike anyone else\u2019s tree.\u201d <\/p>
\u201cBut you said anyone can grow a happiness tree.\u201d <\/p>
\u201cYes. But the nature of tree depends on the one who\u2019s growing it.\u201d <\/p>
\u201cSo Mishra and Sharma can\u2019t share from my tree?\u201d <\/p>
\u201cNo. They will want to. You may want to. But to each his own.\u201d <\/p>
\u201cSo how do I know its real?\u201d<\/p>
\u201cWhy do care if it's not?\u201d <\/p>
Thakur went back home armed with knowledge on gardening but still confused. However, he continued to persist but this time, he didn\u2019t obsess. After the daily routine of watering it, he gave the plant its own space to grow. He didn\u2019t stay in his backyard all day and night but continued to do other work. A few weeks later, the three friends met again, as they usually do. <\/p>
\u201cWell, bloody hell Thakur, that\u2019s quite a tree, man.\u201d Mishra placed his hands on the trunk. \u201cHow come I never noticed it before? Must be quite old.\u201d <\/p>
\u201cNo. Very young. About six months,\u201d <\/p>
\u201cLiar. No tree grows this big in six months. What have you been feeding it? Tree steroids?\u201d <\/p>
\u201cIt\u2019s a happiness tree,\u201d Thakur said, very casually. <\/p>
\u201cAre you saying you have happiness in your backyard?\u201d Sharma asked, his mouth wide open. <\/p>
\u201cSharma, you sometimes say the most nonsensical things. I don\u2019t have happiness. I am happy,\u201d saying this Thakur slowly reclined into his chair, a smile forming over his now serene face.<\/p>"}]
Maybe it's just me (or maybe its Maybelline), but I find Metal music quite calming and peaceful when I want it to be. Don't get me wrong, power metal tracks and the hair raising face melting growls and chord progressions along with ear splitting crashes and cymbals still make me pumped up enough to get whatever I'm doing, well, done. But that's the thing. That is precisely what I want to talk about. <\/p>
How on earth is it even possible?<\/p>
Metal music is not everyone's cup of tea. It is loud, it is brutal, it is crazy and if the music doesn't drive you insane, it isn't trying hard enough. When you're listening to metal, you're perpetually on the highway to hell, listening to Gojira growl its way to glory and Amon Amarth singing praises of the Vikings and their gods. It is a euphoric experience. <\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1509531703263","data":"59f9a333e1e2a"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1509531706623","data":"
But for me, I listen to metal for the trance it puts me in, a trance that I cannot break until he music stops playing. The brief moments of clarity that I get in the seconds between the songs when the music stops is when I realise the universal truth about metal music and my relationship with it: I love it, and it gets. work. done. Period.<\/p>
I've been making a playlist over the years but this was prompted by the fact that Netflix and Spotify thinks that I'm the Demogorgon from Stranger Things and I find being compared to a inter dimensional monster to be METAL. The comparison was drawn based on the type of music I listen to and I find that a great honour. <\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1509532283409","data":"59f9a30e83cb9"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1509532284983","data":"
That's all, I wanted to ramble about it and I did. Mission accomplished. <\/p>"}]
Ah yes, the month of November is here, that means status updates and Instagram photos by your friends growing their beards and letting it go wild to people wishing they could grow their beards at all, the month will be dotted by folks talking about how their beard growing skills are the best and more, enough to make it insufferable at times, but hey, it's all for a good cause. <\/p>
Or, it was, but turns out a lot of folks do not know the origins of the No Shave November trend and what it represents, hence the article today. If you're participating in No Shave November, it is imperative you know what it entails and how you can help. <\/p>
Before we start, however, let me make it clear that even women can participate, the idea is to forgo personal grooming for hair and collect that money to donate at the end of the month. But donate to what? <\/p>
No Shave November: The Origins<\/b><\/p>
Before No Shave November became a global trend, there was Movember, a portmanteau (or in less fancy English, a mash-up of two words) of Moustache and November. It traces its origins to a bunch of college students from Adelaide, Australia, growing out their moustaches in order to raise awareness about cancer and related issues that plague men the most. This soon became a national phenomenon, of course, this is Australia we're talking about, they're awesome like that. A few years later, in 2004, an unrelated group from Melbourne organised a 30-day moustache-growing challenge to raise awareness about Prostate cancer (that can only affect men) and depression (with a disproportionately large number of men suffering from depression) and would later go on to become the Movember Foundation. <\/p>
The seeds for a global movement were planted, all it needed was to go viral, which it would do as internet started reaching the remote corners of the planet and the global average internet speed went up over the years. <\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1509523730143","data":"59f992f84555f"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1509523732548","data":"
Split Challenges, Same Goals:<\/b> <\/p>
While Movember Foundation still raises impressive amounts of money today, No-Shave November started as an offshoot somewhere along the way over the years in the last decade with the same goals. While Movember remained about growing impressive moustaches, No-Shave November rapidly gained popularity due to social media, and of course, tell a man he has a legitimate excuse to not shave for a month and he will jump at it. After gaining momentum on websites like reddit, which was where I first heard about it, it crawled to what people consider 'mainstream' websites and Facebook. This was back in 2011, which was when I started letting my beard grow as well. <\/p>
For the aesthetically concerned among us, the differences between Movember and No-Shave November can cause an eye-twitch or two, but the important thing to remember is that the goals of both modern phenomena are the same: to raise awareness about Prostate Cancer and Depression in men. While cancer certainly seems to be met with the seriousness it warrants, the attitudes towards depression have a long way to go even today. In fact, the careless attitude towards depression contributes in a major way to the prevalence of depression in the first place: if one doesn't take depression seriously and treat it as a legitimate illness, people will ignore it and continue to treat it as if it is nothing. This has to change. <\/p>
Understanding Depression:<\/b> <\/p>
I decided to give this a special mention because depression has taken away from me people that I love. Depression has also pushed away the people I loved away from me, it has taken away some of my favourite pop-culture icons, just because they did not know how to handle it, even when they had all the fame and money in the world in their hands because depression is a disease that cannot be cured by simply saying 'just be happy'. <\/p>
Depression alters the chemical composition of your brain that actively prevents you from being happy. I've been down that road, I still have phases of it every now and then. You go to bed every night wishing you die in your sleep and when you wake up in the morning, you find that your arms and legs don't work and you can't find the strength to get up and face one more day of your miserable existence. It is like living in a body that fights tooth and nail to survive that is being handled by a mind that has already given up on itself. <\/p>
I wouldn't wish it on anyone, depression is hell. The people I've lost, the people the world has lost, are a constant reminder of how omnipresent this disease is and how little people know of it. It is like a Damocles sword hanging over your head, tied to the ceiling with just a strand of hair that you know is going to snap any second. The simple solution would be to move to the side, but when you are depressed, that one simple act seems impossible, like your feet are cemented to the ground and all you can do is look up at the sword and wait for it to fall. Sometimes, even pray for it to fall so something different happens. <\/p>
So this one is for everyone going through depression, please go see a counseller. For my sake, for the sake of people like Chester Bennington, Chris Cornell, Robin Williams, and of course, primarily for yourself. Seek help, it is important. Depression is a disease and must be handled like one. It requires care and medication, do not ignore it. Do it for yourself. <\/p>
<\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1509524785070","data":"59f992d0cd797"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1509524787332","data":"
What Can I Do To Help?:<\/b> <\/p>
If you've asked yourself that question, good, it shows intent and a willingness to help, which is important. The challenge is pretty simple: avoid spending money on trimming your hair, shaving or general hair care (you can, of course, continue to shampoo and shower to keep clean, it is also important to grow a healthy beard and maintain strong hair), collect the money you would have traditionally used to shave and then at the end of the month, donate to cancer research foundations. While the movement was started to raise awareness for prostate cancer, you can choose to donate to whichever cancer fund you like. <\/p>
An equally important part of the movement is to talk to people who come up to you and ask why you're growing a beard. Take a moment of your time and talk to them about prostate cancer and depression in men so that they may also be aware and make someone else aware of your cause. This is a very important aspect. <\/p>
Where Can I Donate?<\/b><\/p>
The No Shave November foundation has a website for its own which you can find at www.no-shave.org or by clicking here<\/a>. There is also the Prostate Cancer Foundation that funds research into Prostate Cancer and is actively looking for a cure for the deadly disease. You can find them at www.pcf.org or by clicking here<\/a>. Of course, you can also find the cancer research foundation you want to fund by googling. <\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1509527865476","data":"59f9924c6a11b"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1509527867440","data":"That pretty much covers what I wanted to talk about here today. Make sure you raise as much awareness as you can and donate proceedings at the end of the month. Do your bit for the future of humanity! I believe in you! <\/p>Remember, this is not exclusive to men. Women can also participate and engage in a dialogue with men about their issues with depression as well as be a part of the challenge by forgoing personal grooming to donate to cancer research at the end of the month. Let us work together to make the future a better place. Happy growing! <\/p>"}]
That pretty much covers what I wanted to talk about here today. Make sure you raise as much awareness as you can and donate proceedings at the end of the month. Do your bit for the future of humanity! I believe in you! <\/p>
Remember, this is not exclusive to men. Women can also participate and engage in a dialogue with men about their issues with depression as well as be a part of the challenge by forgoing personal grooming to donate to cancer research at the end of the month. Let us work together to make the future a better place. Happy growing! <\/p>"}]
This Marketing Internship is suited for someone with an entrepreneurial spirit and wants to get a first hand experience in various things that happen in a new organization. You will learn much more here than in a typical internship and will be given greater responsibility to help grow the organization. <\/p>
\nInterns will be introduced to marketing strategies involved with selling a consumer hardware product through a crowdfunding campaign like Indiegogo\/Kickstarter, which include understanding and identifying marketing trends; dissecting web, email, and social media analytics; planning schedules, developing ideas, and planning various communication strategies. <\/p>
\n\nInterns will be involved in market research centered around finding key hotspots of customer locations across the world who fit the profile that Futuristic Labs want to target in their crowdfunding campaign. Research will include external sources as well as internal historical data. In addition to gathering, organizing, and updating data, interns will help design templates for data mining which would be used in future campaigns. <\/p>
\nThe principles and concepts learned through this internship will be transferable to any sector. <\/p>
\n\nThis roles will be located in our Hyderabad office, but we can consider working remotely if the candidate exhibits good time management skills and ability to work with out oversight. <\/p>
\nOur company\u2019s culture is unique in that we truly live by our values of friends first, integrity and doing the right thing. <\/p>
\nQualifications:<\/b> <\/p>
\nBachelor\u2019s\/Master\u2019s degree in marketing, business, design or a related field. <\/p>
\nProficienct in using spreadsheets. <\/p>
\nTask-oriented self-starter with strong attention to detail \nExcellent critical thinking\/problem solving, verbal and written communication skills \nBasic knowledge of design softwares like Photoshop or sketch.<\/p>"}]
\"The world is not kind\", then what about you? Are you Kind?<\/p>
\"The world is an ugly place\". The world isn't ugly place, people are.<\/p>
Millions of years have passed and maybe millions more will. <\/p>
The question is \"Will it change? or us humans will?\" <\/p>
If this history is any proof, then we never will.<\/p>
I often wonder these questions, these thoughts, Am I the only one who ponders?<\/p>
Does no else see?<\/p>
All of us are equal, You're no better than me, Disturbing the nature, cutting trees, Hating each other, warring for peace.<\/p>
Who is Ugly now? <\/p>
Will we survive?<\/p>
Or will the nature we wrecked revive?<\/p>
If the nature revives, what will we do? do we have any mere chances to withstand its wrath?<\/p>
Would we Re spawn?<\/p>
Ask yourself again.<\/p>
Will the humans change?<\/p>
I think you found the answer.<\/p>
My friend, the world is not Flawed.<\/p>
WE ARE!<\/p>
I often assume one day God, if he is there., would explain human extinction \" I had taken her revenge, They're dead. Now I can live in peace and bask in the sun, through the window of heaven\"<\/p>
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We are looking for talented person who can work in different stages of video such as scripting, filming, editing, uploading, delivery etc. <\/p>
\n\nIntern will be creating short 30sec videos for our recipe series primarily but also will be involved in the process of planning and execution of our pitch video for our upcoming Crowdfunding Campaign. <\/p>
\n\nHe\/she will be mentored by an experienced filmmaker for production design and execution. Camera, editing suite and other essentials like lighting kit will be provided so it will be a good experience for someone who are looking for a practical experience in film making. <\/p>
\n\nIf interested, intern will be involved in market research about various successful crowdfunding campaign videos and will do an in-depth analysis of the scripts to identify the various elements that make a good crowdfunding pitch. <\/p>
\n\nThis role will be located in our Hyderabad office.The principles and concepts learned through this internship will be transferable to any sector. <\/p>
\nOur company\u2019s culture is unique in that we truly live by our values of friends first, integrity and doing the right thing.<\/p>
\n\nQualifications:<\/b> <\/p>
\n\nAbility to shoot and edit a video\u2028Bachelor\u2019s\/Master\u2019s degree in video production, design or a related field will be an advantage\u2028Proficient in using video editing softwares. \n\n\u2028<\/p>
Basic knowledge of design softwares like Photoshop or sketch. \u2028\n\nTask-oriented self-starter with strong attention to detail, accuracy and deadlines. \n\n\u2028<\/p>
Excellent critical thinking\/problem solving, verbal and written communication skills. <\/p>
\n\nThis internship is suited for someone with an entrepreneurial spirit and wants to get a first hand experience in various things that happen in a new organization. <\/p>
\n\nYou will learn much more here than in a typical internship and will be given greater responsibility to help grow the organization. <\/p>"}]
'HERO', <\/p>\n
The word 'HERO', what does it really mean in your life?\nIn your life is there any part where you need to be your own hero?\nwhen will you become a hero of your own?\nYes, when you get inspired by yourself and your own thoughts, talent and with your uniqueness..which is totally different from others.<\/p>\n
To become the hero of your own, You need to exhibit your talent and ideas and elaborate to the world...\nThe world which needs your talent and you.\nAnd as usual, if u want to unveil your uniqueness then definitely you must know your talent. If you still demented about your talent then there are several ways to recognize it, you might be thinking it's so easy to recognize the other's talent but not our's and often we don't understand why we can't do that other's do. As you can recognize the talent in others, in the same way, others also have an idea about your talent ask them at what you are really good and put your thoughts on a paper, what you like most to do..and know your abilities, this can help you a lot and when you know your talent and abilities, you start practicing it and keep it in work and develop it with your ideas, and explore yourself...Dear never hesitate, never get a negative thought, and have faith in yourself.\nLearn as much as you can and develop skills to help you on your path. Use your talent to benefit society and prove that you are unique,and always Thank God for what He gave, and made you considerable.<\/p>\n","id":"1509294609543","type":"txt"},{"data":"59eac525304a3","id":"1509294609545","type":"img"}]
Hey there! Thanks for visiting our page. \nGame of NO Thrones is a non-technical event being conducted by the students of IARE for Consortium 2017.\nGONT consists of two rounds which will both be held on 3th of November in the IARE campus.<\/p>\n
The first round consists of a quiz (which can be done in teams of one or two) to test your presence of mind and how differently you can think. The quiz aka brain tazor has a time duration of 25 minutes.<\/p>\n
The qualifiers of the first round will enter the second round which consists of several one-minute fun games which will be played in teams. This is to test your speed, agility and teamwork. To be honest, this is the best part of the event!<\/p>\n
The registration fee for GONT is 60 INR per head.<\/p>\n
GONT is all about letting loose and having fun with your friends!<\/p>\n
Winners get a chance to win exciting prizes. <\/p>\n
For any further queries, please contact Pallavi Dash at 9154381752.<\/p>\n","id":"1509288613401","type":"txt"}]
A Street <\/p>\n
There exists a street where people of all religion live happily by celebrating every festival of every religion. \nTheir Children also develop a great friendship and show their good deeds at times.<\/p>\n
As time passes there was a small dispute arised by another person of some religion of another street. The explosion is out of words. The people of one Religion fought with other Religion on a day and there was massive blood of people flowing out of their bodies. <\/p>\n
Even at that time the children didn't let the friendship to break and took the bodies with their hands to the hospital with the persons belonging to the next street.\nThis deed by the children have made the people's eyes widen and they felt ashamed of themselves.The solution is that they all sat and discussed about the issue arisen by the person which made the dispute solved.The children taught biggest lesson to all that <\/p>\n
WE ARE BORN WITH BLOOD OF RED BUT NOT WITH THE BLOOD OF RELIGION\n<\/p>\n"}]
This is the story of a girl, written based on her experiences in life, the life that showed her many circumstances and experiences that changed her over the years. <\/p>
The girl was born out of place, in a land that society told was her home but she felt out of place anyway. She was a South Indian girl in North India, and her solace was found in the arms of her mother who used to read her stories and also give her daughter books to read so she may also inoculate the habit in her. <\/p>
Her father, a man of the world she believed, worked in a private sector job that required him to be transferred every year, year on year, which led to the girl doing her school in different schools, making friends in different parts of the country. This led to the girl learning plenty of different languages over the years. <\/p>
Finally, as fate would have it, her family would finally settle in Hyderabad, they had heard that it was the best place to study, survive and thrive because it was the crowning jewel of the South, a city that was thriving like none other. <\/p>
She hated it, of course. She hated moving every year, she hated the place at first, it was alien to her, she didn't have friends. But time heals, and time makes bonds. So she made her bonds, she laid her roots, the anger and resentment she had developed with her parents subsided, giving way to being open to new experiences and more. She discovered friends, she discovered that she was a foodie, and what better city for a foodie than Hyderabad, a city that swears by its kitchens?<\/p>
This is the story of a girl who never found a place for herself, never called any city her home, until one day she did, and it was the city of pearls and biryani. <\/p>\n"}]
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