SERVICES SELECTION BOARD(SSB)

SERVICES SELECTION BOARD(SSB)

Its always a sense of pride serving the nation and what better way could be than joining the services(the armed forces ) .The armed forces include the ARMY , the NAVY and the AIR FORCE. In order to be in any of the above one needs to go through a series of interviews collectively known as the " SERVICES SELECTION BOARD(SSB) " . This practice of selection is being followed for the past five -six decades and has been effective just like the 'Sanjivani Booty' that Lord Hanuman brought to save Prince Lakshman's life( reference: Ramayana).The SSB are the perfect test of ones ability to prove his/her mettle.
The SSB's are very grilling sessions but probably the best moments that one would cherish . The selection procedure is split into four stages .

Stage I : Screening test

Stage II: Recommendation test

Stage III: Medical test

Stage IV: All India Merit List

Stage I : Screening testNumber of day/s : 1

Procedure of test :

1.Aptitude test : includes mathematmatics ,english and image recognition .Two papers each of twenty seven minutes. Both the papers consist of fifty questions each.

2.Story writing test : a picture will projected on the screen for 30 seconds; a minute will be offered for the candidates to make a note on the main character ( the protagnist);followed by 4 minutes to write the story.

3.Story narration and group discussion test: the candidates will be split into a group of ten ( maximum depending on the turnout of candidates) each one has to narrate his story in the stipulated time limit(2-3 mins) ;followed by a group discussion on the stories of each candidiate for 10 minutes and to reach to a common decision. The above activities form the core of the selection for the second stage, many candidiates are sent back on the same day the ones who get screened in move on the next stage that is the Recommendation test .

Cab to "Dwarka"

Disclaimer: The characters in the following article are fictitious. Any resemblance with any person dead or alive is purely coincidence.

Cab to “Dwarka”


Speeding @ 80kmphand the winds gushing and making a strange sound ; just past ten in the night ,it was fiery but had no choice, I thought should have never boarded this dreadful cab but was wrong as the journey progressed .Though I had traveled on this route extensively before but that particular day it was different, scary and ruthless.
“Sheila can you stay back for sometime today, got some assignment to be completed as soon as possible.” said my senior.
I thought it’s a nice opportunity to impress my senior official but at the risk of traveling late hmm… Half-heartedly I said “Yes Sir, your wish is my command”. I could have told my boss I have to go a far way but ahhh… I stayed back.
We started working and as we were contemplating success our energy level raised and we worked till quarter to ten.” Sheila, tank you child with your help I have completed the task “, said a tired voice. “Sir, it’s my pleasure working with you”, I said.
“Shall, I drop you Sheila”, Said my Sir. No thank you Sir I will go by my self. My boss appreciated my boldness.
He left by his car and I waited for the last bus but to my horror I just missed the last bus by a whisker.
I had no other choice but to hire a cab. I asked a lot of cabbies but they refused stating”Kya memsaab Saket se Dwarka is raat ko, mein nahin jaaonga.
But finally, I got one,chalo beito ,kamdanda nahi hai aa jatey hain ,Dwarka ohh… The only words he spoke ;the rest of journey he behaved as a pantomime . I kept quiet didn’t utter word.
The streets were dark, lonely and only a few torch ere stood at some corners. I was petrified, perturbed and my bones chilled.
As the journey was long didn know how the cabbie would behave with me ,had lots of thoughts running in my mind,cause just had heard of about how cal centre girls (who travel during night hours) were subjected to rape and sexual harassment .
Just as theses thoughts were running in my mind the vehicle came to a sudden halt I couldn’t see clearly but there appeared two torsos. Suddenly saw them advancing towards me “chal bahar nikal(come get out)”, said a stern voice , putting a bold face I said “no”.
They had lethal weaponsand their intent didn’t seem to be robbery. A good guerdon for working late. The scene was getting worse that’s when the taxi driver took centre stage.
He fought against the bullies and speeded away the car, saving my self respect and life.I thanked him but he didn’t respond . I reached my place safely and one again I thanbked him and asked him why did he save my life rather than running away from the scene as the thugs had weapons.He said that even he had a daughter just like me who was subjected to sexual harassment by some goons and lost her life. He was a helpless father couldn do anything to save her life and he couldn afford one more loss in front of his eyes.

PS: The story in this case has ended on a happy note but its not always the case. We have been hearing of many such events day in and day out .
The main idea of my article is to bring into light the plight of the girls of modern day India.Is our nation safe enough???

SRIVI'S SONG

Nothing clicked
Thought of u
Felt Ur presence
Made me smile
Made me sigh
People around
Thought what’s wrong
Nothings wrong
Was my song
Did u hear
the bellsThat I rung
The sweet melodies
That I sang
Down the woods
Deep the lane
It called for me
I Heard it call
I heard it clear
I searched for u
I screamed
I yelled
I shouted
I screeched
Alas !I sat down
I Cried There
I heard A whisper
It said“I am with YouWhy u searching everywhere…
I smiled again
I sighed
I returned back
Smiling all my way…
and forever...

ps: hey peeps this poem is by my frnd srivi IYENGER
copyrights belong to her
cheers srivi.

PAIN

PAIN PAIN PAIN
Vengence is the only thing
running in my mind deep down my spine,
lookin al arnd darkness as it may seem
fuck this life like a gud little bitch

let me strut it out
let me dig it out
the pain has to heal
i wanna feel the zeals

let the whole world
know i am made up of stone
fuckin whores queue up my door
to upholester my shattered stores

nade

ps: THIS IS THE LYRICS OF THE SONG " PAIN" BY DDT (DROP DEAD TWICE ) MY COLLEGE BAND , FOR WHOM I HAV WRITTEN IT .
HAIL DDT

SUNDAR SA SAVERA

suraj ke kirano se
chamkatha hua chehra
t hi uski aankuon me roshni
thi uski batoon mein jaado
kar dethi thi sab ko bekabu
dhil jeet liya usne mera,
ussise hai mere jeevan,
me ek naya savera.


savera nahi tho jindagi nahi
savera nahi tho khushi nahi
savera se hi shuru hota hai din
savera hi tho noujavano ki asha
savera hi tho karthi hai duur sab nirasha
savera hi tho hai ek pari
savera na ho tho mushkil hai yah jindagi

NADE

PS: THIS IS MY FIRST HINDI COMPOSITION, SO PEOPLE PLZ PARDON ME IF I AM NOT UPTO THE MARK , COZ I ALWAYS BELIEVE IN SETTIN HIGH STANDARDS FOR MY SELF HOPE U AL LIKE IT

IS THIS WHAT LIFE IS

I am a loner in this huge world,
I a dreamer but not an achiever,
I never tasted success its only failure all the way,
I felt the disturbances because I faced the consequences,
Is this what life is..........

Life is like waves coming and going
It’s like the autumn song and always a silent storm,
It’s a game of cat and mouse nothing is certain,
Life is an enjoyable thing
But when it becomes miserable it’s an undesirable thing

Life is like an empty tin
It’s like the desert vast and lonely for miles
Success is like the oasis and failure like the sands
Life is the stream going to end in the sea
Like life has to end at gods’ house

Life has to end one day or other
As every day passes you get closer to death
Death will save from this misery called life
Is this what death is.


NADE

A GIFT SO CALLED "TERRORISM"

TEARS STARTED ROLLING DOWN HER CHEEKS
AS A STONE ROLLS DOWN THE HILL
WHEN SHE HEARD THE NEWS
SHE CUDN'T BELIEVE IT
BUT ITS A FACT THAT SHE CUDN'T DENY IT
NO WONDER HOW MUCH SHE CRIES
SHE HAS LOST HER SON
WHO CAN NEVER CRY

WHAT DO THESE TERRORISTS PROFIT
BY KILLING INNOCENT PEOPLE
AH! YES THEIR RELIGION TRIUMPH
WHY DID THE ALMIGHTY MAKE RELIGION
WHEN HE KNEW ABOUT THE FUTURE

ITS ALL HIS TRICKS PLAYED ON US
HAVE OUR PRAYERS FAILED THAT
HE HAS GIVEN US THIS GIFT
SO CALLED "TERRORISM"


PS: THIS POEM IS DEDICATED TO AL THOSE PEOPLE WHO LOST THEIR LIVES ,AND ALSO FOR THOSE INJURED .

NADE

HARE KRISHNA HARE RAMA

LET THE SUNSHINE ON YOU,
AS IT HAS NEVER SHONE ON ANYBODY,
LET THE SHADOWS BE EVERYWERE,
LET THEM REFLECT YOUR BEAUTY,
LET THE WORLD BE AWARE OF YOU,
LET THE WORLD PRAISE YOU,
FOR YOUR GREATNESS,
OH! THE CHILD OF GOD,

IF I NEED SOMEONE TO GET MY
HEADSTART GOING THEN I NEED U
I WILL LET MY HEART AND SOUL FOR U
DON’T LEAVE ME ALONE EVER
LIFE IS LIKE AN OCEAN VAST AND WIDE
SPREAD FOR MILES SURPASSING ALL
HORIZONS ALL LIMITS
NEVER WOULD I BE
ABLE TO SURVIVE WITHOUT YOU
OH! DEAR CHILD OF GOD.

YOU ARE THE ONE WHO TAUGHT ME WHAT
IS LOVE AND LIFE AND ITS IMPORTANCE
I CAN’T IMAGINE A LIFE WITHOUT YOU
OH RAMA OH KRISHNA, HARE HARE
OH RAMA OH KRISHNA, HARE HARE.

THE ABOVE FEW LINES JUST DOESN’T MAKE A POEM BUT HIGHLIGHTS THE IMPORTANCE OF FAITH AND BELIEF THAT WE NEED TO KEEP ON GOD THE ALMIGHTY, THE SAVIOUR OF ALL BEINGS IN THIS IS WORLD OF HIS,”GOD” THE WORD ITSELF EXPLAINS HIS MAGIC (G- GENERATOR, O-OPERATOR, D-DESTROYER) THE MORAL IDEA- OF THE POEM IS TO CONVEY TO THE READERS THAT IF WE CHANT HIS NAME THAT ITSELF IS A BOON IN DISGUISE BE IT ANYWHERE ANYTIME.

CHANT, HARE RAMA HARE KRISHNA AND BE HAPPY.

- NARAYANAN IYER ψ

HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME

HOW DO U EXPECT ME TO SMILE
WHEN U R FAR A MILE,

MY LOVE FOR U WIL ALWAYS REMAIN
TRUE EVEN THOU U MADE MY HEART
INTO TWO,

I SACRIFICED MY LIFE FOR U
BUT U CRUCIFIED AND LEFT NO CLUE,

A CLOUD OF DARKNESS SPREAD OVER ME
BUT THE RAINBOWS GAVE ME
SOMETHING TO GLEE

SONG OF MIND

SONG OF MIND

WILL THE STARS EVER SHINE LIKE THE SUN DETERMINED,
WILL I FALL IN LOVE ONE MORE TIME ;
ALL THESE THINGS RUNNING IN MY MIND,
LET ME KNOW WHEN I BE FINE ;
LET MY SENSES REMAIN TIL TIME,

THE MASTERS RULE THE WORLD BUT I WIL BE A SLAVE JUST IN UR LOVE

I HAVE BEEN STUPID ALL THIS TIME ;
NEVER DID FORTUNE GIVE A SIGN,
CAN I GET THESE THINGS OUT OF MY MIND
NEVERTHELESS I BE FINE

I WIL BE FILLING IT WITH MY POEMS , AND MANY OTHER THINGS OF THE SAME INTEREST

THIS IS NARAYANAN

HELLO EVERYBODY ,
THIS IS " R .S.NARAYANAN "
WELCOME TO THE UNIQUE WORLD OF NADE AS I AM MOST COMMONLY KNOWN AS ,
U WIL BE ABLE TO GO THRU THE DIFFERNT FACETS OF ME IN TGHIS BLOG SPACE , SO PEOPLE HAVE A NICE TIME AND NJOY