Not just a smart phone, it’s the smartest phone..!!

With new Zenfone 2, Asus has hit what every youth needs these days. This large and elegant piece of engineering hasn’t compromised on any feature. Let’s have a look at them one by one.

1. RAM-Bo: Yeah, you heard it right, its not just a RAM. Where every big shot phone gets slow due to their RAM constraints, Zenfone 2 comes with a 4GB RAM. For an android based phone this is sufficient. No more warnings that your phone is low on memory, please switch off some running applications. We all know how irritating it becomes when your phone hangs, when we wanted it the most.
2. Ultra charging speed: Out of all the cons which a smart phone comes with, companies easily hide the battery life and the charging speed. This has sprouted the power bank market these days. But, with this launch Asus proudly mention its ultra high charging speed of its Li-Po 3000mAh battery.
3. Stunning selfies: The photo quality of the front camera of Asus Zenfone 2 is respectable. Reviewers say, its auto focus is quite sharp and the shutter is fast. When you make a pout face for a selfie, it ensures it looks like a pout :P, not a pot.
4. Night?? No problem: It’s been years, that the mobile companies boasts of their cameras for higher MEGAPIXELS, seriously not to say that since the starting of camera phones. And now when they have reached to the saturation of fitting more pixels to a small area, the experts are revealing that the game of good photography was not all about the megapixels. It depends more on the quality of the sensor. Asus Zenfone 2 captures up to 400% brighter picture in low light conditions without any flash. It means you can capture the beauty of a night scene without blinking an artificial led sun spoiling the tint of darkness. The pixelmaster camera works without a shutter lag. It gives you a privilege of capturing a moment the way it is.
5. Ergonomic Arc Design: If I talk about the design of Asus Zenfone 2, its just amazing. Holding a curved body phone gives you such a pleasant feeling. It seems like it has been designed for your hand only. Not too large, not too small, just a perfect size of 5.5-inch. It has a descent 72% screen-to-body ratio.
6. Astonishing colors: What to say about the body design. Asus has come up with brilliant designs when most of the phones carry orthodox black and white body colors. The phone comes in two series, the transfusion series and the illusion series.

So, what are you waiting for? If you have a dream of owning a smart phone or you are bored with the pathetic performance of your old phone. Just click here  http://www.asus.com/Phones/ZenFone_2_ZE551ML/. 

Believe me @AsusIndia promises not just a phone to you, it will be an experience for you. 

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The breakfast of an Officer Kid…

Whatever you have become today, a bureaucrat, a scientist, a doctor or an engineer, you cannot forget what you were in your childhood. Childhood memories are like a silent fragrance of an old rose between your book. It never goes and it never leaves you. You just need a click in your life, to recollect all those lovely childhood memories. The memories which always leaves a beautiful smile denying the burden and heaviness of your grown up mind.

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I am an OK. Does it sound grammatically wrong with your ears ?? Yes, I am an OK … an Officer Kid. My dad serves in the Royal Indian Army. Army life has left its charm in each and every aspect of my life. Whether, it is the way I walk or the way I talk. I cannot just change what ever army life has given to me.

It includes the very good start of my daily routine. No, its not brushing or the morning workout, I am talking about my breakfast. I hardly remember any day when I have skipped my breakfast. I still remember, my dad used to get ration (its not the ration which you get in local ration shops), army standards are way ahead. The army provides you the best of this world. If I talk about the breakfast stuff, it included bread, butter, jam, cheeeese, milk, daliya, eggs, fruits and corn flakes, the Kellog's one. Even I don’t know how many different prints of the Kellogs boxes I have seen till now. But, the taste and the goodness are still the same. Whenever, I was getting late for my school, the only option left was to have kellogs with warm milk. It just reduces the stress of morning cooking of all the mummies.

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My mother is very creative when she cooks. It seems to me that she has put all of her creativity either in her cooking or in me and my brother. I mean she has a number of tasty options for our breakfast. Americans cannot even think of that the corn flakes can be roasted and mixed with peanuts, salted moong dal, curry leaves and all the crunchy stuffs to be turned out as a wonderful snack option, which is healthy too. My mother used to prepare it in a huge amount, because in a family where everybody works out a lot, your tummy keeps on growling between the meals. As with time people improve their skills, so did my mom. Her latest version of roasted kellog's tastes better than any snack in the market. I really don’t know what all herbs she adds to it, but when I start munching on them, my mother has to take back the bowl from my hands. :p Even now, after five years of leaving my home for higher studies, whenever I go back to my home, my mother keeps a box full of roasted corn flakes for my hostel friends.

For me it is the taste of my childhood…Thank you Mummy... Thank You kellogs

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I am doing what I always wanted to do...!

I am on the extreme right, with my students.

     The thought which always comes to my mind whenever I see people working in offices is, are they are really enjoying their jobs? Do they really think of doing this job in their childhood? Means when you are a kid, the second question every elder asks you (after asking your name first) is, what do you want to become when you grow up? Who says, that I want to sit in an office and move papers here and there.

     I always wanted to become a scientist. I have a comfortable relation with science. It fascinates me more than the sports. Yeah, seriously, I never remembered the sport channel numbers, but all the science channels were on my tips. Me and brother has always experimented with almost everything in the kitchen. I had literally put my house on fire thrice. Experiments do go wrong. :p Our servant’s quarter was our lab. We never kept any servant over there, it was full of empty boxes. Being an army family, we had a hell number of boxes to be put somewhere, and servant quarter serves best for this purpose.

     But in India, where the competition is so much, one has to be very deterministic as well as lucky to become what you want to be. In my life things went very smooth. I need not to drop a year for preparation as I quickly got admission in engineering in a very reputable engineering college. All thanks to my dad, though his expectations of us are very high, he never forced us to do what we didn’t want to.  I took civil engineering as my major. People call civil as the mother of all engineering, and I do believe it is. Any other branch has its application in civil engineering. We call ourselves the next best creator after God.

     I was learning new things daily. As I had a good hand in doing experiments, anything in the books which could be put on the ground was way more interesting for me that the theoretical topics. Luckily, my younger brother joined the same college as a computer engineering student. That day I felt myself complete as I was studying a core subject and my brother was in IT. These days any technology is incomplete without the touch of computers in that. So the domain of our experiments widened.

     Life was fun. Soon, the day comes when I had to leave the college. Race of the life starts over when you finish your studies. I had few options in the industry to join. I tried joining defense services too but couldn't make it through. I really had to think of what to choose as my career. The bad thing about a civil engineering job is, you have to leave your society at all. Sites are always far from the civilization. Sometimes they are underground. But definitely it pays you well.

     I also had an opportunity to join teaching and research, but for that I had to burn myself again in higher studies. And yes, teaching doesn't pay you much in India. After giving a due thought on my career choice, I listened to my heart and joined teaching and research.

     After two years of teaching, I never felt like I am going to the office. For me this is the most satisfying job in this world. What you know you share and the happy faces of your students pays you instantly. Today, after six years of completing my graduation, I am still studying. Yes, you guessed it right, I am doing PhD that too from the India’s premier institution, IIT Delhi.

     My family always supported, so that I can follow my heart. They sacrificed everything, as no smile in this world is for free, someone has to pay for it. My dad always had a dream of having a house in the mountains. So to make his dream come true, I am working on to have a home in the mountains as soon as possible. For that https://housing.com/ has been  very supportive, to look for our dream house from a huge number of properties.

Just give it a try, I am sure you will love the resourcefulness of this website.

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I see him building bridges now, I saw him building Bridges then...

           

Picture Courtesey: i.dailymail.co.uk

It was a cold mosoon morning with dense clouds in the sky and gentle breeze flowing all over the place. The trees were moving together as if they were singing the same song. After a 2 days of heavy rainfall, life was on track again. People were coming out of their houses going to work. I was also ready to start my day. I remember I was sitting on the dining table holding my newspaper, waiting for the breakfast to be served. My kids playing, busy in their own world. My wife served me the meal along with her gossips. I was more into my newspaper than her chit-chat. As I was going through the  newspaper, I was going through a news where a family met with an accident and died because no one came out and helped them. I was thinking how on earth, so mean people can exist. Finding people who work for others is very rare. As I ended up with my breakfast, I took my bag and set off for work.

           I used to go to work by bus. Bus stand was in walking distance from home. The roads were full of traffic and  their horns. I could see the reason behind this commotion. Those big puddles on the road were the reason for everyone’s problem. As I was crossing those puddles like a long jump athlete, but there was a big lake-like puddle at the end. Finally, I have to step in water to cross it and reach to bus stop. While crossing Like everyone, I was complaining about the government not taking care of such problems and the corruption involved. Finally, I reached the bus stop and went to the office.

            After  a whole day of work I came back from office and reached the bus stand. I was tired and that big lake-like puddle added to my tiredness like a bonus. I was thinking of some alternate way,  but suddenly saw a stepping bridge made through the puddle for people. People were using the bridge to cross it. The bridge was made with two separate lanes of bricks so that people going both the way can cross simultaneously. As I was crossing it, hopping from one brick to another. I was thanking the creator of that bridge in my mind and when I was doing it I saw him sitting at the other end of puddle giving final touches to his creation. He was looking like a small kid wrapped up in mud fearful of the fact that he would have to face his mother with all those clothes.

           When I reached the end, I looked towards him and stood there for some time watching him doing his work in silence and surprise. That boy was my elder son who was picking the bricks from the nearby house construction site to complete his bridge. He was so busy in his task that he didn’t notice me standing there. I called his name. He stood there scared hearing my voice as if a prisoner stands before hearing his punishment I looked at him and asked why you are not playing like other kids. He replied pointing towards those bricks that I am playing with these toys.

            After eleven years of that incident when the memories of it were already faded, I was clear in my views in advising him an engineering branch when he was about to finish his secondary education. Yes, he chose civil engineering as an engineering discipline.  Today my son is a research scholar at Indian Institute of Technology Delhi in the civil engineering department. Now, after twenty two years of that incident, I can proudly say his work in making efficient structures is supporting the dreams of many people of having their home. Similarly, many houses which are made by sons of many proud parents are listed here at https://housing.com/lookup. 
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Just believe don't plan much

Life is very uncertain. Sometimes you plan a lot, but things don't go the way you wanted them to go and sometimes without planning thing go in such a lovely manner, that they some beautiful memories. 

Similar thing happened with me too in last December. Me and my best friend Mr. D lip a.k.a my personal love guru, had been planning for a trip for very long and I mean it. We had cancelled our Goa tickets thrice :(. After that planning for a trip had become a sarcastic remark for you. 

A dry river : one of our stop

If I am not wrong, it was a day before Xmas when we both were discussing crap as usual on the phone. I just asked him how about a road trip on bike to anywhere? We were not confirmed where to go. He replied "mmmmm mmmmm wait a second mmmm ". At that time a beautiful line from the movie Matrix was running through my mind. It was "denial is the most predictable answer among all of the human responses". 

But, to my surprise denying the fact that he was a human he said, let me check where my bike is. I was like common dude everybody know where their vehicles are. How can you be so careless? Satisfying my inquisitions and intensifying  the doubts in my mind he said, he had given his bike to his cousin and his cousin was also planning a trip with his girlfriend on the Christmas eve. 

Means what the fish, I am not going to spend my Xmas eve at my hostel waiting for dinner at 8 pm and then surfing the  internet. I was so strong in my views that I nearly yelled at Dalip, " dude, we are going to the mountains and it doesn't matter how". The best thing about one’s best friend is you can fight with him a number of times and from the next call onward everything gets settled down well. 

My dream house: I clicked it on my way

At night he called and said "man pack your stuff we are leaving tomorrow morning to Mussorie". Yeah, without wasting a second I was done with my packing. I had to take care that my parents should not know that we are leaving on the bike. They always say anything on four wheels are much safe than on two wheels. Ignorance is bliss, people do lots of stuff under parent's nose, but as am a good son, I told my dad on the phone. He said, son on mountain bikes are safer :P. With the green signal from him I slept a sleepless night.

Next day we reached Mussorie covering more than 250 km and stopping 4-5 times. The best thing about mountain villages is to see peoples home. A single home makes you realize the beauty of the life people are living. Being native of Garhwal, Uttarakhand, my papa has always dreamt of having a beautiful house in the mountains. I know one day I will make this into reality. For that I always keep surfing on  https://housing.com/. The dream house is made once in a life time, and what can be better than a trustworthy website to take care of your beautiful dream.

Thanks Dalip, #together we always make the best of our lives. 
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