Three tests that will never.... ever let you down...

When you are in the biggest of your dilemmas of whether to do something or not, whether to say something or not, and whether to listen your heart or your head....or if you think, your soul has become silent for a while... use either or all of these tests... and if either fails, trust me, with a blind eye do the other way round....
1. G-test
Yes, i call it guru test. Think for a while if your mentor would ever give you a suggestion to do what you want to... Or if you will ever let your student that... And if the answer is No, it's the time to re-think or probably stop there and then..

2. M-Test
I call it, Mom-test. Think for a while, if your mom sees you doing that or listens you saying that, will she be proud of you...? Will that make her happy? If the answer is No, you've more than self-rejected your own proposition.

3. P-Test
That's papa-test. Think for a while if you see your father doing that or saying that, will you feel good? Will you still respect him and think that he's a sage and kindest of all the people you know? If the answer is No, God forbid, please stop, lest on your death bed you shall not be able to respect yourself...

All that might sound silly, and i must ensure it is, indeed it is. However, silly things sometimes help and work more often than not...!

FACULTY OF WONDER..... Dream"y" College

The vision of this institution is to help you unlearn all that you've unconsciously learned over the years through society and culture and you never wanted to. It aims to make you realize how amazing the world is, how incredible is it to be alive, what it means that we are mortals and the way a new born would have looked at this world, could he speak.
ELIGIBILITY :
Anyone from neg infinity years to infinity years of age can apply  provided the applicant meets the following conditions :
1. Ready to learn and unlearn(loop unrolling).
2. Understands that once the familiar becomes strange, it's never quite the same again.
3. Believes that skepticism cannot resolve, either the cases or the principles.

COURSE DURATION
The duration might vary from 4 years( 1 year for each subject) to lifetime depending on the person's interests and speed.

COURSE CURRICULUM
The students of the course are required to choose freely from the subjects given below in the order that suits them.
* Bhagwad Gita
The manual for life. Irrespective of which religion you belong to, whether you believe in God almighty or not, it'll give you an insight into rights and wrongs, dos and donts of life. It'll teach you the power of belief and answer all your questions. It is suggested to be taken up as the first  subject to be taken up. It'll transform you from a human to a humanE being.

*Stumble upon yourself
This involves standing right in the front of mirror, the way a child looks at a cat when he sees it for the first time - with amazement, with curiosity. The answer to the biggest question : "Who am i?". The question seems to be unanswerable and you may agrue - who are we here to find the answer when millions, more intellectual than us haven't. True, but the fact that the question has persisted and recurred suggests that though impossible to be found in one sense, it's unavoidable in another because we leave some answer to this question everyday.

*Justice and righteousness
Is it okay to torture suspects to find if they were involved in the last attack? Would you steal a medicine for your child's survival? Would you save a disabled person or a so called normal person, if you could save only one of them? Would you spend a crore to save someone dying or rather go on a world tour? Is it right to lie sometimes?
This course attempts to answer these questions.

* Game theory of life
This course attempts to explain life using game theory. It explains why, what often forces things to happen the same way so often. It explores the games we play in boardrooms, constitutions, relationships and the patterns of behaviour that reveal our hidden feeling and emotions. It shows the underlying motivation behind everything and explores the roles, games we're forced to play. It shows how the equilibrium situation, for everyone is to play strategically.

DISCLAIMER
The institution is not responsible for the change in thinking patterns of the student. The student must understand the risks of the course. Also, the student needs to understand that self-knowledge is like lost innocence, it can never be regained however hard you may try.

When your mentor says "God bless you..." and you feel, you know that God indeed blessed you....!

There i was four years back, after preparing tirelessly for JEE right from 23 April'05 to 31 May'07, and getting admission into the so called "government" and "best" college of my hometown's university drowned deep into the wells of despair... looking at God, for giving me some explanation.... I fought with God, i got annoyed, i accused Him of neglecting me, and that's not all, i cried sitting in his lap, still fighting with Him though.... Not just for days, for months but for a year... i remained calm... praying Him, respecting Him everyday... but i didn't talk to Him... And then, He said to me with a smile... See what i've in this bag for you... Two people, who would love you, be with you forever, millions of blessings every morning, loads of smiles, birthday songs every year.... And ofcourse, what you so very wanted from me.... an institution of your choice.... And trust me, you now know and understand that institution better... He smiled yet again, and said to me in His baritone... "You're My child... you may fight Me... but I love you, I care for you and so, I ensured, if I could not there be with you all the time, I've My reflection and My angel, so that you can learn the ways of world, without getting hurt with their harshness... And now you know that."

God's response to child.....

My dearest child,

My child, i know you, i remember you and i see you every moment. We've met many times. Infact, you're my sweet and innocent child and i send my angels also to meet you. Remember that shining rose flower which seemed to smile at you that morning? It was my angel.. That beautiful butterfly, which comes to see you every evening is also my angel.. And those rain drops, which you enjoy, they're my angels too.. Also, your papa and mom, they are two angels i've sent to take care of you. Still we can meet whenever you want... And my child i am not on holidays, sometimes i just want my children to learn themselves... I know my earth has not been doing well... But i've been working hard to make people realize the importance of goodness and truth... But they never listen to me, they prefer the idols they have created as those cannot speak... Those who have faith on me are not poor or unhappy... They are always happy and relaxed and make everyone else too happy.... How can i help someone who doesn't even believe in me! I know you believe that i can do everything and i've all the power... I appreciate your knowledge... But i want to tell you that i am also bounded by karma... If you do something wrong, i may only give you the strength to undergo its atonement and forgive you but i cannot decrease the pain, yours sins are going to give you... I know all this does not sound convincing to you... But that's the truth... All those who you can see suffering have done something wrong somewhere... I promise you, if you have faith on me, believe my words for the time being... Right now you're too young my child to understand all this... But when you grow up you would know what i mean.... Though, i am bad at scolding, i've scolded my manager and also told your mom to make Rajma Chawal for you... She says she cannot make them everyday as it is not good for your health... I know you are thinking i've not answered the question that confused you the most and that i am trying to be smart, just as you tell your papa when he doesn't want to answer you... As for karna, you're too young to understand the intricacies and it's a puzzle for life... One day you would understand Krishna's foresight and appreciate it... And one thing that i want to tell you... Be good always the way you are and you will find me besides you always!

Your loving father,
God

A child's letter to God...

Dear God,

I am sure You don't remember me, though papa says You know everything. They've told alot about You but it seems they never told You anything about me. They say i am Your creation but i've never met You. Though, i've always believed my mom and papa can do everything, papa says You are much stronger than him and have all the power to do what he cannot do. Even mom agrees with papa and says you're omnipotent. Infact, mom also says You're there everywhere.... something that she calls omni... omnipresent.. It seems to me that like my uncle who is a CEO, you too go on holidays... And keep your phone switched off... But it came to my mind today only that i could send you a letter from a speed post.. I am writing You this short letter to tell You that Your earth has not been doing well... God i saw Mahabharata, i want to ask you... i always liked Karna.. He was nice... Daadi says You are Krishna, then why did Krishna not help that nice man... I think the man who made the serial has done some mistake... Only You can tell him what is it... And also, i want to tell you everyone is fighting... Even monitors of the class are fighting with everyone... Why don't You give a lot of money to everyone..? You've everything.. Daadi says You're infinite... God, i want to ask You why are some people poor..? Why does that child on the street not have his papa and mom to give him good clothes, food and lots of teddys? Also, i request you to create people with a little more brain and very big hearts... Papa was saying that the products of his factory aren't nice when his manager does not see to things... Please scold Your manager... I have many questions. But i've to do a lot of homework, mom will scold me if i don't do my work... My homework is on Adolf Hitler.. I don't know why my teacher wants me to know about such a cruel man... Thank you for reading.... Mom says You are busy taking care of everyone.... I'll write more tomorrow... And please ask mom to make Rajma Chawal for me everyday... She will definitely agree with whatever you say...

Your loving Child(Papa says You're everyone's Father)

PROUD TO BE AN INDIAN....

India – the country where I was born, the country where I live and the country which has nurtured me. And you all would agree it’s the country which claims that it could stand against the meltdown like a strong iceberg; and while those top of that iceberg were enjoying the view, no body that around 300 million(Below Poverty line) cannot manage to obtain food. But, after all we’re the fourth largest economy- right after US, China and Japan. We can always celebrate overlooking the fact that our economy a mere 7% of the giant’s economy. It’s a country where people still fight for temples and mosques, on the basis of religion, caste and creed. It’s a country which is celebrating, the success of Common Wealth Games, the part of which was a great daylight robbery of 7000 crores of public money. But, after all Common Wealth games, we’re optimistic have been a success. It’s a country with a corruption index of 3.4 and let me point it out to you that here, lower corruption index refers to higher corruption! India is a country that tops the corruption list, that tops the list of unclean places, the population list, the education list and almost everything – I agree, very humbly. That’s the truth and I am no one to deny it.
But let me tell you my dear friends – I am a proud Indian. Yes, I am a proud Indian. And to validate my proud, let me tell you some beautiful facts. The corrupt India is the only society in the world which has never been known for slavery. The illiterate India gave the world the number system – yes, I am talking about Aryabhatta. And let me tell you – the world’s first university, Takshila was established in our uneducated, backward India. The directionless communal India, developed the art of navigation 6000 years ago and the very word, Navigation is derived from Sanskrit word ‘Nou’. Mathematics – the great grandfather nurtured in the cradle of this country – be it Bhaskarachya’s calculation of time taken by the earth to orbit the sun or the value of that small pi or algebra or trigonometry. Now let me tell you about the contribution of India to medical. Ayurveda-oh everyone knows belongs to India but let me tell you Sushruta, the father of surgery conducted complicated surgeries like cesareans, cataract, artificial limbs, fractures and even plastic and brain surgery- 2600 years ago! Yes, I am talking about the corrupt India, the unclean India and uneducated India.
Well those against being proud of India may smile at all this and with their hearts elated – they can say: Hey you let us remind you that’s history! India was the largest contributor to mathematics but now we’ve Princetons and Harvards- better than us! India did a great work in medical but now we’ve Texas. And they may very rightfully say that I am using past to validate the sense of worth in present. To them, my answer has two parts. One, what a nation is, where it stands now is largely determined by its past and when we talk about nations, it becomes absolutely imperative that we talk about the past. And the past of our India is fascinating and interesting as it is momentous. Well, I know most would be more than unconvinced with this reason of mine, largely conventional but the one I firmly stand with. So for unconvinced, I’ve another. India is the world’s largest democracy. Our powerless, weak India has the largest number of biomass gasifier systems in the world producing 656 mega watts (MW) of power. India was the first country to be accorded the status of a Pioneer Investor in 1987 and was allocated an exclusive area in the central Indian Ocean by the UN for exploration and utilization of resources. India signed a ground breaking civil nuclear deal with US in 2008 thus facilitating fuel supply for its nuclear reactors. The deal offers potential for a paradigm shift in India’s global role. The importance of the deal does not lie merely in the transfer of nuclear energy. Its importance is psychological. It opens the door to a new era of trust and cooperation between India and the US. India is the 3rd largest producer of solar photovoltaic cells in the world producing 2.12 MW of power. India is the world’s 4th largest wind power user. India has jumped five places to become the world’s 11th biggest exporter of commercial services in 2005, and inched one step ahead to the 29th rank among the largest merchandise exporters, according to the latest statistics by World Trade Organization. The Indian Software Industry has grown from a mere US $ 150 million in 1991-92 to a staggering US $ 5.7 billion in 1999-2000. No other Indian industry has performed so well against the global competition. IEEE has proved what has been a century old suspicion in the world scientific community that the pioneer of wireless communication was Prof. Jagdish Bose and not Marconi. India has the second largest pool of Scientists and Engineers in the World. Illiterate, uneducated India is the second largest English speaking nation in the world. India is the only country other than the USA and Japan, to have built a super computer indigenously. In2008, a world record was set when India’s Polar rocket successfully placed ten satellites, including the country’s remote sensing satellite, into orbit in a single mission. India born steel czar Lakshmi Mittal and Reliance Industries chairman Mukesh Ambani figure in the Forbes list of “World’s most powerful billionaires” who wield staggering authority and influence far beyond their riches. The TATA group, State Bank of India and Infosys Technologies are among 17 Indian firms that figure among the top 50 in the list of the world’s 200 most-reputed companies. World’s largest electronic ID program is underway in India. India is the largest producer of milk, cashew nuts, coconuts, tea, ginger, turmeric and black pepper, in the world. It also has the world’s largest cattle population (281 million). It is the second largest producer of wheat, rice, sugar, groundnut and inland fish. And talking about Harvards and Princetons: 38% of Doctors in America are Indians, 12% of Scientists in America are Indians, 36% of NASA employees are Indians, 34% of Microsoft employees are Indians, 28% of IBM employees are Indians, 17% of Intel employees are Indians and 13% of Xerox employees are Indians.
And if you could not digest all this, don’t worry, Indian pharmaceuticals will provide you enough pills as it’s the second largest pharmaceutical industry. I can tell you more but go home, and do it for yourself; yes you guessed it right – google it. Google sees more reasons than you do to be proud of India. And now let me come to the point, strongest in my view and may be one of most lame thing, as you may call it, to cover the negatives of India. The spirituality, the Vedas, Bhagwad Gita- the books, the words, the ideas that lay our foundation are undoubtedly ad undisputedly enlightening.
If all that leaves you unconvinced, I would accept the truth – the actual reason of my being proud of India is that I am an INDIAN. When I can be proud of myself, my accomplishments despite a hundred flaws, when I can be proud of my sibling, despite his many disqualities and when I can be proud of my parents’ kindness and goodness, though they may not be good and kind to everyone – why not should I be proud of my nation, my country – the country which has made me what I am, which has given me this right to speak!

Who is respected? Or should i ask, "what" is respected....?

When i was a child i always thought,good people were respected.When i grew up a little,i thought,intelligent people were respected.When i grew up a little
more,i thought,smart and clever people were respected. When i grew
still more,i thought,rich people were respected.It has now turned out that "people" aren't respected, it's just the money...power...some more money....some more power...

I live with you.....

We often look around, observe and judge various people. We find their mistakes and analyze their wrong doings or may be respect their noble deeds and good actions. There're some whom we hate, some we deeply love and revere, while there're still others who don't matter to us. And when we think about our life, about happiness and sadness, about pain and pleasure, it's these people, who surround us, in the form of family, teachers, friends and may be even foes, that we actually think of. But in trying to understand those around us, we often are unable to understand ourselves, the one with whom we actually live. Yes, we first live with ourself, in thoughts, in character, in words, in behaviour, though without realizing. It's actually the swimology of life, topology of soul, physiology of self, that;s more important than geology or for that sake any study.

The untrodden ways

Walking through the untrodden ways,
Stepping over the rocks, I swayed
Looking down the valley, I saw
Weary, hollow eyes, searching for happiness
Stumbling on and on, I went further on the way,
Down the valley, I saw,
Crying, lonely, heart, searching for the way,
Sympathized with the broken heart, lonely eyes,
I moved further, tripping on the pebbles
Surprised I was, to see my lost friend,
With the chains, all around, forging ahead
Giving me a helping hand, at every impasse
There he was once again,
Those hollow eyes, that lonely heart,
That heavy chain of remorse,
All created by me, my selfishness
All forgotten by me, my greed
He was carrying them all along,
On his back, stooping by their weights,
We talked of beautiful memories,
He taught me the ways of life and truth,
I promised to be there always,
To which he smiled, and escorted me,
To the garden of life, the garden of love,
The garden of happiness, the garden of desires,
I swayed once again, I stumbled again
But the helping hand was not there,
For I realized too late, I had swayed
With the beauty of flowers, the freshness of leaves,
With the sweetness of fruits, the beauty of birds,
With the lake of selfishness, clouds of arrogance,
Too far, too happy, too busy,
To send a smile to my never-failing friend.

Insane is all, we actually want to be.......

When i say "Insane", i mean someone who does not understand the materialistic world, someone who isn't wise enough to understand the difference between sarcasm and praise, someone for whom every moment is filled with pleasure, someone for whom every person is good, irrespective of all the preconceptions, someone who's ready to help the other person just for a smile, because he doesn't know what strategies are, someone for whom simply saying something is a commitment, for he doesn't know what collusion is, someone for whom every task is worship, for he doesn't know the concepts of profit and loss to make the balance sheets! And it's not very difficult to realize that liberation from the vices of greed, deceit, dishonesty; a life filled with the sunshine of happiness and laughter; a life where all we do is just a tribute to the Almighty. Ironically, we call such people INSANE, without realizing, all we need is "insanity" only.

The questions unanswered....

Sitting back on the chair, thinking about the unknown,
A tear trickled through my eyes,
My heart, busy pulling the chariot of desires
Stopped, and peeped into my sad eyes.
Despaired to the smiling eyes, filled with deep blue tears.
He sat, beside me, waiting for me to calm down.
I smiled, smiled more, and he gazed at me.
Tried to tell him, I was fine, happy and relaxed.
Asked he, what made me sad, cry.

The tears flowed again, I told him
I asked a few questions, just a few of them,
The answers were not the ones, the ones I had been told,
Oh, I lost it, I lost it, I had been deceived ever since,
The answers were not the ones, the ones I had been told.

Puzzled, he questioned, just a few questions,
Tell me what they were; I shall give you true answers,
I shall not deceive you, I shall not, I promise.
Nodding with tears still on, I thought I would tell.
I asked, if, honesty was the best policy
Before, he could speak a word,
I said, no, no, no, that’s the answer
You said, it was, you said it a hundred times,
I was honest, I was open,
And hence, I was laughed upon, I was scorned in.

Calmly, he listened to me,
I asked him, if work was worship,
Before, he could speak a word,
I said, no, no, no, that’s the answer
You said, it was, you said it a hundred times,
I was workaholic, I was sincere,
And hence, I was called chauvinist, I was knocked

Calmer he was now, still listening to me,
I asked him, if faith was the foundation,
Before, he could speak a word,
I said, no, no, no, that’s the answer
You said, it was, you said it a hundred times,
I trusted, I relied upon others,
And hence, I was hurt, I was called a fool.

Now, offended he was, sitting in a deep thought,
He looked at me with, again and again,
And said, yes, I said honesty was the best policy,
Yes, I say honesty still was the best policy,
To be credible, to be acceptable, to be believed,
Not to others, but more to yourself.
I say again, yes, work is worship,
To be happy, to be content,
Not just you, but the Almighty
I say again, yes, faith is the foundation,
To love, to trust, to confide,
Not just the Almighty, but for the life He bestowed upon you,
For those, beautiful people, who love you, trust you.

Wiping my tears, assimilating his words,
I glanced with a smile, I thanked, I apologized,
I smiled more, still some more,
Promising through my eyes, to my heart,
Of never questioning him again, never, ever
For some questions need be left, as they are, forever.

Paradox of comprehension

Being a person of sub-normal intelligence,i don't understand, things unsaid, i don't know how to say no when yes is all i believe in, i don't understand that the question wasn't asked to share my views instead to just reinforce that which i believe is untrue, i've always ended up saying what i believe in(which indeed is sometimes different from what i want to), mostly unconsciously! And the beautiful path i see people(it might sound offensive to say them people, but they would understand i mean my dearest friends), who would not interpret something negatively, even if i intend it to be so. While quite surprisingly, i faced a situation, where i unwantedly, unknowingly offended someone whom i was supposed to respect. Standing while talking to your teacher, i always thought was a way of showing respect to him, though i realised it might be interpreted otherwise. All my blog readers, i request you to talk to God, for i know, knowingly or unknowingly hurting someone who is your teacher is something, He does not forgive, He would not forgive!!

A small story that kept me thinking........

Tired from the first day of the training, less because of long travel, more on seeing the lethargy and indifference of our so called "mentor" or i should say, our to be mentor who i doubt will ever be able to guide us, i returned home with most of me hopes shattered! Those that were still alive were because of my own mentor's enlightening words. I described the situation to me father casually, expressing my grief over what was happening in the nation's one of the best organisation, and he as he always does, narrated me a story. He said, once there was a farmer,he was quite worried because of a few kids who used to eat all his fruits everyday. One day, he injected some poison in one of the fruits and a board there that read " CAUTION: ONE OF THE FRUITS IS POISONOUS". So, that day, the kids, they just come and see that and go away without eating the fruits. The farmer gets delighted and satisfied. The next morning, the board read "CAUTION:TWO FRUITS HERE ARE POISONOUS"
My father added, if some people or may be you can say more people are bad in an organization, that does not mean, you'll do the same thing for that will not help!

MY MEET WITH MY MIRROR

I turned to that mirror, hanging in my room

He smiled as i peeped deeper into his eyes

And as i saw it i realised, he had some tears

Some pearls he was trying to hide from me,

But i was as naughty as i was when young

I stared on and on and stopped beside him

Upon seeing my questioning eye, he smiled

He smiled as broad as he could, to tell me he was happy

But i could see the hollowness of his smile,

The smile that did not comfort me, i asked him

Not if he was sad or not but

What made him sad?

He said, Oh my dear friend, you do not have time

You do not have energy, enough to waste listening my blabber

Ensuring him, i would lend all me ears to him

That he might fret speaking, but i shall not while listening

Finally i had convinced him, and happy i was

He said, he would ask me three questions,

And i without doubt affirmed to answer them

Yes, i would answer all his questions

He said, “ Are you deaf? “

Dumbstruck i was to listen, but holding myself i told him

Contemptuously i said “ Do you think i could listen to you, had i been deaf?

I had thought you were wise.

But i forgot, after all you were that tiny piece of glass

That glass which has no common sense.”

He said again “ I ask you again, are you deaf ?”

Laughing at my foolish companion, i thought

He was dumb enough to understand anything but this way

And i said “No”

His face grew sad, he said, “ Okay, but i give you another chance.

Is this your final thought?”

Red with anger, feeling insulted i stood up and shouted

“Yes, yes! I can hear you. I can understand what you say”

He smiled and said “ No, i just wondered,

why you cannot listen some things then.”

Anxious i grew, i asked him “ Oh you tiny mirror, i can listen every word.

Tell me what i cannot listen”

His smile grew broader and he said “ You deaf, you cannot listen your soul’s voice

You cannot listen your heart’s deepest desire

You cannot hear those cries of millions out there. “

Shattered my proud was, my ear diagnosis had failed

I stooped with sadness, calm, thinking what to say.

He then said,” Okay, would you like to answer my next question?”

Nodding my head silently, i affirmed

He said,” Can you see ?”

I kept wondering, and realised, i had the proof

Forgetting quickly what happened earlier, i ran to my almirah

And came with those white papers and said

“Hey you, you think i’ll remain calm after answering one question wrong?

See, see these reports, that say, my eyes are healthy

And that i can read, yes i can read those tiniest of letters between the lines

Those letters, that you cannot reflect”

Mirror smiled, and said” Oh really? Then my dear wise friend

How did you ignore those sad eyes of that little boy

Yes, that little boy who collects the garbage for you everyday?

How could you not see the despair of that old lady,

Who works at you place, cleans your room and washes your clothes?

How could you see the injustice happening to that

That waiter who served you your favourite meal?”

I sat down in despair, realising i was ignoring all that

Because that had not happened to me, i thought it was not painful.

Worried mirror to see his loved one sad

Said to me , “Oh let’s leave it here.

We’ll talk some other time.

Don’t you have to recite your chants?

Don’t you have to do your work?”

Sadly i said,” No, ask me your next question i plea”

He said, “ Okay, tell me, are you dumb?”

The devil of ego rose again, and i said in my adamant way

“Ofcourse not, i can speak for hours.

The most talkative of all my friends i was”

Smiling at my ignorance, he said

“Why did you remain silent when that little poor child

He was being beaten by that trader?”

My face grew pale with shame

“Why did you not speak when your vices

Were tying those fetters of greed and selfishness around you?”

Tears trickled through my eyes, and

I sat hopeless, unhappy, self-rejected

I suddenly heard a breaking sound

It was my mirror, broken

All those thousand pieces still showing me my true picture

My inner self, not just once,

A thousand times, my inner self,

Broken like that mirror, broken with

My own selfishness, my own ignorance

My complacency, my dishonesty.

CARRY IT FORWARD.......

Our parents, friends and mentor, they always help us, unquestionable fact, but sometimes, people we don't even know nicely, they offer a helping hand in the crisis situation. I can recollect an incident when we were three, i, my father and my brother and our car ran out of petrol 1 am in the morning. And my father tried fixing it up, but somehow failed to do that. My brother stopped an auto travelling in the parallel lane, opposite side. To my surprise, he stopped, leaving his passenger sitting in the auto, he crossed the road and came towards us. He fixed the petrol pipe diligently for thirty-thirty five mins, and lended us a bottle of petrol. On being asked indirectly by my father, if he would want anything in return of that, he just politely declined and went away. And i learnt an important lesson, the only way to thank such people is, to stop for someone else, just as he did for us, when someone needs our help! Yes, the only way to express your gratitude for all those who love you, who care for you and help you is to love, to care for and to help others, just as they do it for you.

FOR ALL GOOD PEOPLE I WOULD LIKE TO REMIND YOU : THEY WERE JUST STORIES

I often remember those days when i had enough time to spend with my papa, my mom and my sweet daadi. So much of it that i could individually listen stories from the three of them in the special slot sections i had allotted them. And most, if not all of them, be those my papa's fairytales or my mom's kings and queens or my daadi's stories of Shri krishna and Guru Nanak Dev Ji, had one thing in common and that was they all said : IT WAS GOOD TO BE HONEST, IT WAS GOOD TO BE KIND, IT WAS GOOD NOT TO ARGUE, IT WAS GOOD TO RESPECT AND LOVE OTHERS AND IT INDEED WAS GOOD TO HELP THE NEEDFUL! And fortunately in all those tales, only those who were honest and kind used to be the final winners. But soon when i stepped into the real world, the true life, i realised those were just stories, very different from what it was here, very simple and though they were true, but the conditions of them being true were to be told by my life. And i realised life tells you YES, BE HONEST BUT BE READY TO BE USED AND ATLEAST ACCUSED OF BEING HYPOCRYTIE! YES, BE KIND BUT DON'T EXPECT OTHERS NOT TO BE CRUEL! YES, DON'T ARGUE, BUT BE READY TO LISTEN THAT YOU'RE A FOOL, A COWARD! YES, HELP OTHERS, BUT DON'T EXPECT A THANKS INSTEAD BE READY TO LISTEN THAT YOU WANT TO BUILD YOUR REPUTATION! YES, BE GOOD BUT DON'T THINK YOU WOULD BE APPRECIATED, INFACT BE READY, ALL THE CRITICISM IS YOURS! And let me tell you if you ever dare to expect love, respect or may be just a smile with those eight muscles involved that might enlighten you from your heart to your soul, SORRY, you'll only disappoint yourself and make yourself sad. All the good people in the world, i want to say you one thing, it's better you realise soon if you do something wrong, you're bad but if you ever dare to do something good, more good than others can digest, you're WORSE and don't be shocked if the people who learned shooting from you, turn the nozzles of their cannons right towards you! Just don't be!

When we deflect from our path....

Often while trying to do the right things or i should say trying not to do the wrong things, we deflect from our path and curbing the wrong becomes our prime focus rather than ourselves doing the right. It's then that we might condescend, quite unconsciously though. And that's the time when your true friends, they turn into your guides, your saviors and they make you realise unknowingly that you have deflected and after you come back to the right track, the one you had been following forever but temporarily forgotten, you just don't know how to be thankful enough. And this isn't all that they do for you, they, make sure you forgive yourself for deigning.

This one's for the birthday girl....

Well, this blog is for the birthday girl, sweet princess, who has come to earth to prove that Angels exist........yes they do! And when i say angel, i just mean someone with a crystal heart, truthful eyes and a million dollar, unprejudiced, heart-warming smile that penetrates right through your heart and travels all the way to your soul, enlightening it! And all i want to say to the beautiful princess is that may God bless her in all His bliss! May she have reasons enough to smile forever! May the beauty of thoughts and action be always hers!

ENGINEERING HAS TAUGHT ME ALOT MORE THAN JUST FORTY SUBJECTS

:) Studying engineering for almost three years, i've not just analyzed those capacitors and resistances, not just mapped those frequency and time domains, there are some other mappings in my cerebral and more so in my cardio domain that have changed things forever...... or may the great transition is still going on...... And here i've scribbled some of those known mappings...
1. Transformation of humane domain to human domain
Earlier, i analyzed things from humane domain, a smile was all that was required for me to work, a word of request, a blessing used to be a cause of my extreme happiness and dedication of doing things....
But things have tranformed, now i must ask for a certificate, a letter of appreciation or atleast i can write it in my CV.........Blessings, smiles they're just bonus', good if they come....hardly matters if they don't...... Recognition is all i want....without realising that those bubbles will get lost soon...
2. Transformation of innocence to immaturity
Innocence....the showering of smiles on everyone not worthy even, kiddish straight forwardness, that truthfulness, i've grown up enough to call it IMMATURITY....
3. Transformation of respect to chauvinism
Well, preparing for CAT, my vocabulary has advanced and i've started calling any respect that exceeds good morning as chauvinism.....
4. Tranformation of us to me
 What will i get after this? Will someone else get more? My life, my wishes, my dreams and my world!
5. Transformation of happiness to package

My two worlds

Cuddling teddy, lovely dolls,

That only sing, stare and speak

That important smile, of my own

That sweet pic, those pink and blue clips

That wooden pencil, those yummy chocolates

That green spinach, which only popeye liked

When happiness meant, a butterscotch

And sadness was it melting away before i could eat

When loss meant, my doll breaking away

my teddy tearing away, and regain meant

a bigger teddy, a better barbie

When fear was only breaking away of those wooden pencils

Cute brother eating my, my chocolates, all of them

When hardship was to eat that spinach

And reward was an extra chocolate

When smile was lost at father denying me something

And came back flashing at his gentle kiss.

When understanding meant, knowing more than two chocolates was harmful

When i thought world was useless without me

When i thought, i knew, i am the princess

For world only meant to me, those who loved me

Those who cared for me and those for whom i’m the world

The clock ticked on, the wheel rotated,

The world unknown started clearing, the big-day came,

And I realised, I finally did realise

 the dolls and teddys are not the only things broken

That it hurts more when hearts and dreams break

Only bigger teddy’s and better dolls come

Not better humans and if something gets bigger, it’s hardships

That smile, is not always good, it hides the bad within

That understanding was much more than the number of chocolates

That spinach was easier to digest, than disrespect

That world isn’t just that small window through which i peeped

And saw only those beautiful flowers, that there are thorns!

But, i still remain the princess of that world, that’s just mine

And that father’s kiss, still brings that heart’s peaceful flashing smile.