Hobbies, postion of responsibilities, certificates etc.

Interview playlist

How I handled my interview questions (video transcript)

https://youtu.be/LT0yl7norjM?si=voNfJuDXhr5gbk6C

Myths related to interview
https://youtu.be/pmBbA4FzYcY?si=ZqBjnRxpsTRl-LxY

Uttarakhand related
https://youtu.be/ZaSWf1yK91k?si=D6WTjsXR1ZUnafwQ

https://youtu.be/CMegWPkHdWk?si=ngKsMuMny2GVNH9F

Related to hills
https://youtu.be/4wdvCvmm1AI?si=_NCNp-xeq9z9ook4

https://youtu.be/brIBSCeGkOw?si=liKDog0juNvVstfn

If you're giving interview and have some questions, feel free to connect.

https://youtu.be/G4ai1iVAnis?si=IXZ-5j0AiKl1xSPR

100 days strategy

Few are willing to brave the disapproval of their fellows, the censure of their colleagues, the wrath of their society. Moral courage is a rarer commodity than bravery in battle or great intelligence. Yet it is the one essential, vital quality for those who seek to change a world that yields most painfully to change.

Robert F. Kennedy

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Miami Vice star Don Johnson once asked Hunter S. Thompson to answer old Zen philosophical question: 'What is the sound of one hand clapping?' Hunter S. Thompson answered by reaching up and slapping Johnson upside his head.

It is time 😂

I vividly remember waiting for my results. Jumping from one telegram channel to another. Refreshing the UPSC website just one more time. Waiting for that 'ATB'. But the result came, all of a sudden, when I had tired myself out. It came as a surprise. When I searched my roll number I was met with "No results found". I smiled, I was a little upset but not devastated. I thought of the hundreds who would have not made it. I do not know if it was a glitch, but it was a lesson for sure. I got to know I cleared the exam when a friend called me and congratulated me. I smiled again. I realised that one needs to take the result with a sense of indifference. To take it as a godsent opportunity to do good, and not for vainglorious purposes.

"And if a god will wreck me yet again on the wine-dark sea, I can bear that too, with a spirit tempered to endure. Much have I suffered, laboured long and hard by now in the waves and wars.

Add this to the total — bring the trial on!"

- Odysseus, Odyssey

https://www.theschooloflife.com/article/why-we-sometimes-need-to-be-tied-to-a-mast/

https://youtu.be/yS3foMsNeRE?si=pk723pxWMrG7SU9_

I too failed

“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.”

Theodore Roosevelt, The Man in the Arena

“Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.”

Winston Churchill

It is time to revisit this

जीना चाहते हो?

कठोर पाषाण को भेदकर, पाताल की छाती चीरकर अपना भाग्य संग्रह करो; वायुमंडल को चूमकर, झंझा-तूफ़ान को रगड़कर, अपना प्राप्य वसूल लो; आकाश को चूमकर, अवकाश की लहरी में झूमकर, उल्लास खींच लो। कुटज का यही उपदेश है—
भित्वा पाषाणपिठरं छित्वा प्राभन्जनी व्यथाम्।

पीत्वा पातालपानीयं कुटज श्चुम्बते नभः॥
दुरंत जीवन-शक्ति है। कठिन उपदेश है। जीना भी एक कला है। लेकिन कला ही नहीं, तपस्या है। जियो तो प्राण ढाल दो ज़िंदगी में, मन ढाल दो जीवनरस के उपकरणों में! ठीक है।

कुटज
हजारीप्रसाद द्विवेदी

In April 46 BCE, 1,974 years ago, Cato the Younger died. In one sense, you might say he died willingly, as he chose death by his own hand rather than life under the tyranny of Julius Caesar. But no one who ever met Cato, nor anyone who reads of his death, should see anything resigned in the man.

When Cato grabbed his sword and said, “Now I am my own master,” then plunged it into his chest, that should have been the end of any debate. Reeling from the blow, Cato fell from the bench he had been leaning on. The wound should have been mortal, but even Roman steel could not kill Rome’s Iron Man. Instead, Cato passed out and was soon discovered by his sons, who rushed in a doctor to save him. As they finished stitching him up, Cato awoke and began to tear the wound apart. That would be how he died: literally disemboweling himself with his own hands.

The point of this story is not to glorify suicide, not at all. In fact, Cato’s story shows a man who clung to life with almost superhuman tenacity. Cato had always fought for life, and especially so in death. For him, the choice he faced was between living as Caesar’s slave—and propaganda tool—or dying as his own man. In a way, it was not really a choice at all. He refused to betray the Republic for which he had lived, even if that meant the loss of his life, though he fought like hell for years before it came to this.

Indeed, in his old age Cato embodied those beautiful lines in the Dylan Thomas poem: He did not go quietly into that good night. He raged, raged against the dying of the light. When Caesar wanted him to roll over, he would not be moved. When death first arrived to claim him, he would not simply follow. No, Cato was such a fighter—had such life force—that even suicide could not take him on the first try.

Death wins over all of us, that is inevitable. Dylan Thomas knew that. He just thought we should fight hard, as Cato did, while we still can. Or as Plutarch said of Cato: even if we can’t beat fate, we can “nevertheless give Fortune a hard contest.”

Credits : The Daily Stoic

It will take time, I know; but teach him, if you can, that a dollar earned is far more valuable than five found.

Teach him to learn to lose and also to enjoy winning.

Steer him away from envy, if you can.

Teach him the secret of quite laughter. Let him learn early that the bullies are the easiest to tick.

Teach him, if you can, the wonder of books... but also give him quiet time to ponder over the eternal mystery of birds in the sky, bees in the sun, and flowers on a green hill.

In school teach him it is far more honorable to fail than to cheat.

Teach him to have faith in his own ideas, even if every one tells him they are wrong.

Teach him to be gentle with gentle people and tough with the tough.

Try to give my son the strength not to follow the crowd when every one is getting on the bandwagon.

Teach him to listen to all men but teach him also to filter all he hears on a screen of truth and take only the good that comes through.

Teach him, if you can, how to laugh when he is sad. Teach him there is no shame in tears. Teach him to scoff at cynics and to beware of too much sweetness.

Teach him to sell his brawn and brain to the highest bidders; but never to put a price tag on his heart and soul.

Teach him to close his ears to a howling mob… and to stand and fight if he thinks he’s right.

Treat him gently; but do not cuddle him because only the test of fire makes fine steel.

Let him have the courage to be impatient, let him have the patience to be brave. Teach him always to have sublime faith in himself because then he will always have sublime faith in mankind.

This is a big order; but see what you can do. He is such a fine little fellow, my son.

(Abraham Lincoln’s letter to his son’s Head Master)