Your Destiny Rulzzzzz U...!!!!

A boy named Ravi was immensely ambitious. Like everyone, He wanted to be very successful in life.

Although, he failed in clearing the IIT entrance exams successfuly twice in a row. Still, he managed his way through, a decent regional engineering college (REC).

First few months were quite ordinary. A day in the life of engineering students’ life would mean: Reaching the class at 9.50 for a 9 am lecture, Have lunch at 12.30(being a hosteller, lunch would mean digging into a day scholar’s meal), hang around with friends, and returning to the hostel at 5-6 in the evening.

Then, there was news about an IIM graduate being offered 2.25cr by US based MNC was a popular topic of discussion amongst the aspirants for the same during that time. For Ravi, it was never an IIM but an IAS, it was always: a settled 3-4 years in a satisfying job and thereby going in for an IAS exam.

He passed out of the college and led a well-deserved comfortable life for next few years until when he decided to prepare for the civil services.

The next few months were not easy. He toiled and worked diligently. He didn’t take a sabbatical leave from his office but rather quit his job so was his determination. Study for almost the entire day and often watching cricket for rejeuvination.

The D-DAY came, and he almost fainted at the first look of the exam. Gathering himself back, He managed through the exam.

The results came out. He had cleared the prelims comfortably and now he has to prepare for the finals. Everything was going smooth. He could himself seated in a office guarded by security-men outside and his subordinates ready to take orders at a wink.

One of his school friends who passed out as an MBA from the IIM was to make a return from New York (US) and a get together was planned.

It was 26^th Nov 2008. Ravi was dining at the WASABI, THE TAJ, Mumbai with his college batch mates who had met afteR almost 3 years. While he was still enjoying the meal, he got all nostalgic. From the school, to college and now finally he was here; just the final shot and he would live his dream.

Just then he heard gunshots in the lobby. Before they could move, a bullet pierced through his stomach. And he lay motionless on the floor.

It was a terror strike on the financial capital. More than 180 people died and 400 injured. Ravi was amongst many who succumbed to injuries.

Everybody who is reading this, I would request you to join hands and actively participate in the fight against terrorism.

JAI HIND