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Tuesday, 12 May 2015

Micromax Yu Yuphoria launched in India for Just Rs 6,999 Only with Cyanogen 12 OS

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It will be available from Amazon.in and registration for the same will start at 5 PM while sales will start from 28th May.
While Samsung may be in competition with LG, HTC and Apple, Micromax has its target fixed on Xiaomi. The Indian handset maker launched a new sub-brand last year, known as Yu, along with the first device under that name, the Yu Yureka. That particular device came with a 5.5-inch HD display and ran Cyanogen OS 11. Now the company has launched its second Yu device, the Yu Yuphoria.
The 5 inch Yu Yuphoria uses a Qualcomm Snapdragon 410 64-bit processor, has 2GB of RAM, supports 4G LTE, and includes an 8 mega-pixel rear camera plus a 5 mega-pixel front facing camera. In terms of battery, the dual-SIM based Yuphoria uses a 2230mAh battery, and weighs 143 grams. It will retail for around 6,999 INR in India (which is just under $110).
It is clear that Micromax wants to beat Xiaomi at its own game. 

If $110 seems like a price point you have seen before, it is because that is roughly the price ofXiaomi’s Redmi 2. Xiaomi’s device also uses a Qualcomm Snapdragon 410 64-bit processor, and also features an 8 megapixel rear camera. However Micromax has made sure that the Yu Yuphoria beats the Redmi 2 in just about every other department. The Yu Yuphoria has a 5 inch, 720p display (with Gorilla Glass 3), while the Redmi 2 has a 4.7 inch display. The Yu Yuphoria offers 16GB of on-board storage, while the Redmi 2 maxes-out at 8GB. The Yu Yuphoria has double the RAM of the Redmi 2, at 2GB, and offers a better front facing camera.

It is clear that Micromax wants to beat Xiaomi at its own game. Part of that plan also includes move to assemble the Yu Yuphoria in India, rather than getting the complete devices directly from China.


Like the Yu Yureka before it, the Yu Yuphoria will run Cyanogen OS. However not version 11, but version 12, which is based on the Android 5.0 Lollipop code base.
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Wednesday, 11 March 2015

Prologue- Love Vs Destiny (A Novel by Atul Purohit)



31st January, 2013
Udaipur, 21:00 pm

Rushing towards the bus stop, I was wondering whether I would be reaching Ahmedabad on time. It seemed unlikely then. I ran to the gift shop nearby empty stomached—praying that the shop be open. I sighed in relief when I found it open. The shopkeeper gave me a warm smile of recognition being a regular costumer there. I picked up a purple card displaying some poetic lines. I knew the exact amount of money in my wallet and my purchase had to fit in. The shopkeeper often helped me in getting the best things as per my budget.

“How much does this card cost, Uncle?” I asked.
“That will be Seventy-five rupees, son.”

I took out my wallet and paid him the amount. It was already 21:30 and I had to reach Ahmedabad by morning. I had a full night ahead just to contemplate on what I was doing.  But I was happy because I was doing it for her. And I knew what she meant to me.

I found seat in an Ac Volvo that promised me to keep me fresh and smelling good when I would meet her.  It also met my criteria in terms of both money and comfort. When I took out the phone to look for messages, I smiled seeing the icon of a missed call.

The screen displayed ‘Jaan Reliance’.
I called her and she answered on the first ring as if she was expecting my call.

“Hi Jaan!”I said, with enthusiasm.
“Hi…”Her voice was low—and I knew why.
“What are the plans for your birthday?”
“Nothing much, masa, masi and few cousins will be coming over for dinner.”
“You should be happy then. Why do you sound so gloomy?”
“You are talking as if you don’t know. I want you here,” she said, with a sigh.
“I know Jaan, but I promise, next time we’ll be together.”
“You said this last time too. And you even forgot to wish me.”
“Don’t bring that up now, my love. I said sorry for that a thousand times.”
“I am sorry for being so thoughtless. Listen, I need to go now, and please try to be the first one to wish me.  I will be waiting.”

When she hung off, I knew she didn’t believe in my promise. I couldn’t expect her to. I had failed more than once. I had even failed to wish her on her last birthday.  That was one of the main reasons for this journey. Luckily, she hadn’t recognised that I was in bus, the benefit of being in an Ac Volvo was the silent ride. Aware that I couldn’t afford to take a nap as it would mean breaking the promise of being the first to wish her, I pulled out my ear-phones and listened to music for almost two hours. I didn’t have the courage or desire to repeat my mistake.

It was 23:45 when I called her. As always, she knew that I’d get impatient and would call her sooner. Still I managed to surprise her blissfully.

“Hi….”
“Hi Jaan, happy birthday!”
“Mm...”
“So just name your gift and it will be at your feet.”
“You, I want you here. Can you?”
“Done…”
“Don’t make false promises, yaar. You are miles away.”
“I’m on my way to Ahmadabad. I will be there by morning. Just make sure you come and meet me at eight.”
“What? Oh my…Are you serious? If it’s a lie then I’ll kill you!”
“I swear on you, my love! Actually, I wanted to keep it as a surprise. But that was a risk, you might make different plans. I want to spend the entire day tomorrow with you!”
“You’ve surprised me, baby! Yeah, we’ll be spending the entire day together and you don’t know how alive I feel now!”
“I know, just as I planned, mission successful.”
“Aha, not so soon baby! Wait for tomorrow.”
“Did you just wink?”
“Oh yes! And you know why….”
“Can’t wait for tomorrow now!”
“Me too!”
“See you Jaan, love you, lots of kisses.”
“Yeah, bye, love you too!”

I ended the call with a blissful smile on my face—just as I intended.
I reached Ahmedabad at six and I had two long hours before she could meet me. I brushed my teeth and washed my face at the public washroom. I didn’t have a better choice. I took an auto to Himalaya mall after picking two newspapers, the times of India and DNA. There was no way I could pass the two hours without her with just two newspapers. Nevertheless, I had almost a thousand songs of my choice on my mobile to whale away the remaining time.

 I reached there around six thirty and waited for her for three hours. Being a girl, she had to be late. It didn’t matter to me much. I enjoyed waiting for her. I realised I could add the moment to my diary, my journal, on which I’ had been working on since long. I could add another moment in our exuberant journey.

She arrived on her two wheeler. I kept gazing at her, her eyes. I never got tired of looking into those eyes. Her bow shaped lips drove me crazy and her brownish radiating skin made me long to touch her. I took my time staring fondly at her and as always, she grew impatient.

“Hello! Where are you so lost?” She asked, and her brows furrowed playfully.
“Blame yourself,” I grinned.
“Oh really? Can you explain how?”
“Yes, you’re looking hot!” I said, with a smile.
“I always look hot. Tell me something new,” she replied, with an I-cannot-help-it shrug.
“You’re looking hot enough to make me kiss you in front of all these people,” I said and winked at her.
“Hey shhh!! Control yourself Jaan! You can’t.”
“I understand that, unfortunately,” I said and had to be content with just holding her hand.

I then handed her the purple card which she opened and kissed. She always had a soft corner for cheesy stuffs and I indulged her. They were enough to keep the smile on her face.
We waited for about thirty minutes before McDonalds opened and we—like on so many other days—had our breakfast together. After that, we headed for the newly opened Alpha-one mall where we decided to watch a movie. To be precise, she decided to watch a movie and I decided to watch her watching the movie. I found her expressions more—intriguing, if I were honest.

After watching a blockbuster dubbed Tamil movie, I took her to food-court for some coffee. I waited for her to finish the coffee. I watched her peacefully enjoying each sip. Only I know how I stopped myself from licking the coffee from her lips. She finished and looked at me.

“Are you going to say something? Or will you continue to just watch me?” she said and chuckled. I knew she didn’t mind me looking at her, she in fact cherished it.

I took her hand in mine, bent on my knees which suddenly moved everyone’s attention towards us, which I didn’t mind, had never cared. I never felt embarrassed or guilty about expressing my love for her. She too never hesitated in return. I took out a ring, which had her name Parina engraved on it and offered it to her with a gentle kiss on her hand.

“I said name your gift and it will be at your feet. You asked for me so here I am. At your feet….”

Tears glittered in her eyes, but her face lit up with a smile.

“Thank you Jaan. You know, this has turned out to be my best birthday so far,” she confessed.
“The best is yet to arrive, my love,” I winked.
“Aha, I can’t wait then,” she said.
“But before that, I need to show you something,” I said impassively, trying my best to hold my nerves.
“What?”

I pulled out my diary from my bag and gave it to her. I had titled it,
‘Love Vs Destiny …the strange game of life!’

And the story began…


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About Author:

Atul Purohit (Born 21st April, 1991) is the founder & CEO of Write India Publishers and the compiler of ‘The Unbreakable You’ (An anthology of 27 unbreakable stories.) He completed his B.tech in Electronics & Communication Engineering from Rajasthan Technical University, where he tried his hand at writing for the first time. He went on to satisfy his creativity instincts and penned down his own love story. He is also a prolific blogger, and ethical hacker. He loves playing Snooker & Volleyball. Presently, he is perusing MBA at Ahmedabad Institute of Technology. 




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Sunday, 14 December 2014

THE UNBREAKABLE YOU


Life is full of surprises.You can never know what it offers you the next moment..Life is about being strong when faced with the worst situation possible.

It is true that the night is darkest just before the dawn.Sometimes you have to go through a rough phase in life to discover yourself.Some people give up and some stay strong and fight back those situations.The latter ones are the people who believe in themselves and have faith that someday everything is going to be perfect.These are the people who believe miracles happen every single moment.And yes,miracles do happen in their lives.

THE UNBREAKABLE YOU is a book about such inspiring people who never gave up and will inspire you to never give up.Life is about facing all the odds and emerging as a winner.

"Situations that can't break you will make you."


The list of 27 stories is here:

1: Disha Bhatt & Sheerin Naz— 'A writer's destiny'
2: Rachna Gupta— 'Strange Connections'
3: Kajol Aikat— 'Life isn't a fairy tale'
4: Shraddha Satav— 'Vanguard'
5: Shravya Gunipudi— 'The Pebble theory'
6: Ruchi Rai— 'Her diary'
7: Sonali Mukherji— 'I live for you'
8: Apurva Joshi— 'Towards a new world'
9: Mathew Jasper— 'The Assisted'
10: Sreelekha chatarjee— 'The transcendental Wisdom'
11: Varsha Kalyani— 'Grand Power'
12: Chandrapal Khasiya— 'Lake of Faith'
13: Ankita Das— 'Failure Meets Failure'
14: Japneet Boyal— 'Amey's Mother' 
15: Rupali Tiwari— 'Survivors'
16: Wazda Tarannum— 'The lost innocence'
17: Pooja Porte— 'Rise up and shine'
18: Joan Kiran— 'Fading Realities'
19: Jonali Karmakar— 'In my shoes' 
20: Sagar Gandhi— 'A lone survivor'
21: Vidya Anand— 'Nothing bigger than life'
22: A Raja Rahul— 'The Unbreakable You Rise and Fall' (Poem)
23: Anmol Ratan sachdeva— 'Confident again'
24: Shubhi Mehrotra— 'The Quagmire'
25: Chinmay Gundlur— 'A Jewel in the creche'
26: Rahul Kapoor— 'Love tonic with lakshita'
27: Shreya Shetty— 'Living it my way'

P.S: Book Cover and PreOrder Details Coming Soon.... Stay Tuned!  

For all the updates follow the page: www.facebook.com/TheUnbreakableYou

Compiler: Atul Purohit
Editor: Dhruv Gajjar


Saral Joshi © 2014 All Rights Reserved.

Saturday, 19 July 2014

Hold on - The Relationship is bigger than my Ego!


I'll be wrong if I say that my friends have never disappointed me. In fact my friends are the one who have disappointed me the most. Behind the scene reasons are many, but the epicenter lies in only one human weakness – expectations. But then that’s humane, isn't it? We tend to expect only from those who we trust, whom we believe, whom we consider as friends, with whom we share, whom we find special and with whom we know are there in our times of doom.

In every relationship comes a point where you feel things are not exactly in the pattern you would have like them to be. You feel this is it, this is the time where it should end. But then hold on, Give it a thought, what's troubling you? what's hurting you? Is there any other way out? Will being a little patient help? Will allowing some more time to your relationship help?

Lets do a little deep dive in this and see if we can develop any insight or conclude at any point or see what's the more correct thing to do.

When i say relationships, I don't intend to point at people who claim to be an Love. In fact I aim at people who form the most integral part of anyone's life (at least mine)- FRIENDS. I have always preferred people who can at the first place be my friend, love follows automatically. I have seen enough examples around me to understand that maintaining your love relationships often costs you your friendship. I have people around me for whom sharing their loved ones to others is like a prohibited thing to do, people who don't mind sacrificing friends for their love. I often wonder, how? Personal priorities may be... Still unacceptable to me.

For a moment close your eyes and imagine your life without friends. What do you see - a life almost empty, isn't it. Growing would have been never so fun had our friends not been there; those small fights, huge laughs, unlimited nuisance, heavy pranks all made up the best part of your growing years and people involved in all those activities were probably the best people in your life. Those were there long before the oxytocin hormone came in your life. I am not denying the importance of a love relationship in one's life but maintaining the balance matters a lot.

Both sets of people have a totally different set of expectations. Friends never demand that extra attention that you need to give to your so called 'loved one'. All they expect is that indifferential treatment should not exist. If you have been associated with someone for a long period of time you develop an automatic respect for that person and somewhere you expect the same in return. But when that respect starts to diminish you start getting hurt and then it becomes a little difficult to behave in the same way as you have been doing for all these years.


People often ask me what's the most important ingredient in a relationship? Well to be frank that's a tricky one but I have my answer clear for years now. Not much to my surprise, different people have different opinion about this question. Love, trust, respect are the most commonly found opinions. Well i beg to differ, I tend to say - Time. And why not, the day you don't have time for someone in your life or you need a second thought for taking out time, that's the day you should access the necessity of that relation in your life. The genuinity of any relation can be judged by the time you have for that relation.

So if you think you are doing well in life, take out few moments just to see if in case anyone around you is getting hurt because of your unintentional ignorant behavior, any person who never complains but has a storm going inside him, someone whom you also wan't in your life always but may be is drifting away from you. Not that I have not made mistakes in my life, Indeed I have, but I have always tried to restore the energies in my relationships. There have been and there are times when I have got hurt myself but then I have tried to just let the things pass by. Not so sure about what to do in such dicey times, I think about, the good moments of that relationship which made me smile over all these years, times of argument when both parties decided to shut up just to ensure argument doesn't leads to any further squabble, times when one held on to another to make certain the relationship progresses on, times when one was disappointed with the other and yet not a single expression of dissatisfaction was expressed and times when I thought it was all over and the other made sure I was wrong.

When it comes to people I really need in my life and I am disappointed in some way or other, I just keep telling myself, " Hold on - The Relationship is bigger than my Ego"




Saral Joshi © 2014 All Rights Reserved.

Sunday, 6 July 2014

Yes, I wear a bra. Yes, it shows. So?

Courtesy: The Logical Indian
Why? Why do you do that? Stare at my breasts like they are cute babies calling out to be cuddled. Strip me naked, slowly, every time I enter the bus? Try to glimpse into my cleavage when I am sitting and reading in the metro.

Who gives you the right? To grope me in the crowded bus? To fall on me "innocently" when I buy popcorn in the theater. When I sit cross legged in the auto and you stop your bike and look hungrily at my legs.

A piece of meat, am I?


How do you think I feel? When I have to continuously watch over my shoulder, because it is 10 pm and there is nobody at the bus stop, except you. Staring at my neck.

When I panic, because my phone is dead, and I am in a cab wearing a backless dress?

When my friends and parents worry that I have to travel alone at night?

When I am sleepless in the bus, thinking, that your hands will pin me down and yank my clothes away?

What makes you think I should not wear that pretty black skirt?

To be scared. Afraid. Tensed. Every time I am not at home.

What makes you think I like it when I find you smiling at my bra strap that shows?

Yes, I wear a bra. Yes, it shows. So?

Ohh, don't say that its my clothes! I have found you eyeing the waist of that woman who was wearing the plain faded saree. Your eyes get all excited when the young college going girl enters the bus in just a kurta, no dupatta covering her bosom.

And yes, one slip of the pallu or dupatta and you go wild.

Staring. Smiling. And staring.

So, if I have a beer in my hand when I am on a beach, you think you can click my picture?

When I wear hot pants and laugh with a guy you think you can pinch my ass?

Does the lit cigarette in my hand seem like an invitation to you? To come violate my body with your eyes?

Yes, I am a girl and I drink alcohol, so I am an 'easy target'. Is that it?

Yes, I drink. I smoke. Does that mean I want to have sex with you and every man on the street?

You. Who teach your daughter to be safe from evil eyes, don't flinch before mentally having sex with me when you see me on the street? You, who get angry when a boy smiles at your sister, don't feel ashamed standing at the street corner whistling at me every night.

No practice what you preach, for you, right.

Do you still think I am the one who needs to change?


— Nivedita N Kumar (Reporter at The New Indian Express)




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Friday, 27 September 2013

The change I've got in me...


Whatever I did, a reason was backing it,
Everything I that to do, but I wasn't liking it,
Huge efforts were there to pretend,
To pretend that I 'm not there anymore,
To make you realize that now present is not same as the past.....


 I'm trying to let you go away,
Although you are not liking it,
Although my words killing it,
My ignorance makes you weep for hours,
My silence is letting you to stay in dark bars,
 I know myself, what change I've got in me,
We started with separate 'I's , where we used to use 'WE'....


Our eyes looks so strange,
our texts looks so vague,
Though we like to be in contact,
We are acting so fake,
 I might be the WORLD to you
 I can be the only one who works for you, but ......


 I am a new person now,
Who has left behind all his luggage,
Don't wanna hurt anyone anymore,
Just wanna flourish happiness without rage,
All I want you to empathize,
All I want is you don't cry,
'UNDERSTAND ME' are the words which all, I can use the most
all I can feel is that I am all lost,..........

Silence.... Silence..... Inside I'm dieing.......


Saral Joshi © 2013 All Rights Reserved.  

Wednesday, 4 September 2013

Do tell ME...


What has happened to us???

Do tell me...

We used to be so close,
And now we don’t even hang out around...
Where did the old days gone?,
Where we used to laugh and talk,
Now were never near each other on the ground
I feel like we fight over stupid stuff....
Do tell me...





Don’t you feel like we created a wall???
In between us...
I believe that it’s not right...
Now let me ask you a question...
To, what happened to us???
Do tell me



Don't kill me...

As you always do...
Else leave me and let me live like this way only
So, that  again I become lonely soul...

Do tell me...

I just wanna say that...

Everyone wants happiness, no one needs pain...
But you can't make a rainbow
without a little rain... 





Saral Joshi © 2013 All Rights Reserved.

Monday, 2 September 2013

My Dreams, WITH YOU...


With you
Those dreams which lit the nights
Released its vision even in the daylight.
The love which looked good in books
 Appeared like it never had any goofs.
With you
That insane school boy’s love found its passion.
Teaching me a thing or two about fashion.
The admired red rose finally found its meaning,
Words somehow faltered to explain that feeling.
With you
That roadside tea tasted the best.
In rain,while we ran faster than the rest.
The confident soul in me learnt to stammer.
Never thought it could betray me in this manner.
With you
The air around had a fragrance.
Which took care of me, even in your absence.
Smile and tears which belonged to different family
Often Show up together,happily and in harmony.

With you
Hope these lines are rewarded,when they are read.
As I hold in hand this piece of lead.
The whole shit day I kept thinking about you......smiling WITH YOU.....:)

                              ~ Saral Joshi | Atul Purohit.



Saral Joshi © 2013 All Rights Reserved. 

Monday, 19 August 2013

To every girl that...





To every girl that is SCARED to
put her heart out there again,
because she has been HURT
too many times or so badly.

To every girl that
has been cheated on,
because she's not a ****
who gives it up to any guy.

To every girl that
dresses cute,
not skanky.

To every girl who
wants to be called
beautiful, not hot.

To every girl that will spend her
whole day looking
for the perfect present for you.

To every girl who gets her heart
broken, because he
chose that ***** instead.

To every girl that would die
to have a decent boyfriend.

To every girl who would just once
like to be treated like a princess.

To every girl that cries at night
because of another heartbreak.

To every girl that won't get
down on her knees & open
her mouth just to get a boyfriend.

To every girl that
just wants to hold hands.

To every girl that
kisses him with meaning.

To every girl who
just wishes he cared more.

To every girl who would just
once want a guy to give their
jacket up when they are cold.

To every girl who
just wants him to call.

To every girl who lies
awake at night thinking about him.

To every girl that
just wants to cuddle.

To every girl that
just wants to sleep with
him without having sex.

To every girl who shows how much
she cares and gets nothing back.

To every girl that thought
"maybe this one could be the one."

To every girl that laughs at stupid stuff
when she actually doesn't think it is funny.

To every girl who is just
looking for that one and
only and is having a rough
time along the way.

To every girl that doesn't want
a guy who just plays with her
emotions but actually cares about
how she feels.

To every girl who wants
words backed up with actions.

To every girl that fell for all the lies
only to find themselves alone in the end.

To every girl that gave her heart away
to have it shoved back in her face.

To every girl that has faith that
"tomorrow will be a better day."
And it will be.


 <3

~ Saral Joshi




 


   


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It’s a world of you and me….



If I ask you to come with me,
Leaving all pleasures behind,
Walk with me on a road unseen
Will you be at my side??

We would cross the oceans,
Cross the clouds,
Flee to a completely new land...
Where no one would come between us
We would be together hand in hand...

A place as beautiful as heaven itself
A place full of love...
A place where u and me would stay
As peaceful as the dove…

Our land, our sky, our ocean and seas
Everything would be our own,
I would be your beloved queen...
And you would sit on the throne

When at night the cool breeze
Would whisper silently in our ears...
I would feel your warm embrace
And forget all my fears…

At the beach on a moonlit night
Lying down on the sand,
I want to count the stars with you
In my fantasy land...
With the count of each
Your love would increase by the power of ten,
It would make me rich coz no women ever
Would be loved so much by their men…

If u think its over with this
No it isn’t my dear…
There’s much more to explore and feel
Things we only think of here…
It all exists in reality there
We can see and feel it all…

I often silently have visited it
Thinking of you after every nightfall...
I want to take you there…
Are you ready to flee??
Come and enjoy its wonders
My love... It’s a world of you and me….


~Saral Joshi <3






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