Friday, November 28, 2008
In Mumbai, Violent operation is going on between the military and militants, down the same street, there is a traffic jam, auto is asking for the passenger, A lady is buying at shop, and the other routine road stuff…so casual!If this had happened in Bangalore people would have remained silent, locked in the house. And analyzed the situation intellectually.If it was Kolkata, citizens would have overtaken the army.If it was Surat, city would have definitely a shut down, but people would have gathered around on the street to crack jokes on the latest happenings. Like how it was during Plague.I do not how the Chennai and Delhi had reacted in such situation!
At the lunch group:
R: what are we doing against all these? Nothing…
S: I will do, I can be a suicide bomber call the terrorist for iftar party and finish them…..I will..
M: Ohhh…you girls stop this please, and you make the terrorist join your gym...fine?
L a u g h t e r.
We all have developed over terrorized joke to go on with a life on gunpoint and grenade.
Anything named Taj becomes monument I think….
sad sad sad day.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Let me hold my mind for a moment…
I am happy with those who has a smile with the dimple, I am happy with the children who drove the paper boats, I am happy with those who need less, I am happy with those who are humming the beautiful song, I am happy with those who join their hands to pray, I am happy with those who can find the pen when they need, I am happy with those who are not grousing, I am happy with those who are as free as bird in the sky, I am happy with those who climb the mountains and run miles, I am happy with the wives who receive flowers from their husbands, I am happy with those who still write letters to their friends, I am happy with the grandma who shows her great grand children’s photos to her friend, I am happy with the crowed who jubilantly watch the cricket match, I am happy with all those executives who don’t bring their wok home, I am happy with those who can wait patiently, I am happy with that doctor who understands the sick man is human too, I am happy with those who wear the wedding rings, I am happy with that 13 years old boy who laughs mischievously with his friends, I am happy with those who study hard for the exams, I am happy with those who are satisfied in their loneliness, I am happy with those who can listen with their utmost attention, I am happy with those who come to our life and then depart, I am happy with the playful dolphins….Let them all be happy…Always.
I am happy with those who are blessed with the joy, let them enjoy their happiness and let my joy be grown with theirs…
“Mujko apne pass bula kar,tu bhi apne sath raha kar”
(Let me come near and you too stay with yourself ...)
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Father is planting Sugarcane (Co. 86002) in 19 acres, by making each piece of 9”, to be grown into a 7 feet long stick … after 13 months.
6 Issues assigned, 3 critical and 3 major, to be completed in 30 days.
Mother has gone back to her home…now my Books, a Clock, and I left with NUMBERS to calculate how much yet to go…in Book in Clock and in Me…
Car should go to the service, with the complain, “It’s not even giving the 18 Km/Li”…
At Gym… just weights… 3 sets of 15 repetitions. No cardio workouts… To increase my weight by 3 kilos :-)
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
"Death?" said Nasruddin. "But I'm not even particularly old! And I have so much to do. Are you sure you aren't mistaking me for someone else?"
"I only kill people who are not yet ready to die," said Death.
"I think you're wrong," replied the Hoja. "Let's make a bet."
"A bet? Perhaps. But what shall the stakes be?"
"My life against a hundred pieces of silver."
"Done," said Death, a bag of silver instantly appearing in his hand. "What a stupid bet you made. After all, what's to stop me from just killing you now, and thus winning automatically?"
"Because I knew you were going to kill me," said Nasruddin, "that's why I made the bet."
"Hmmm . . ." mused Death. "I see. But . . . but, didn't you also know, then, that I would not be able to kill you, because of the terms of our agreement?"
"Not at all," said Nasruddin, and continued down the road, clutching the bag of money :)
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Life parted few of them…but fortunately I have not lost them yet.
Few weeks back a friend called up from abroad. Last week another friend came down to my home town, especially to meet me and to catch up on the life passed by. In my college we fought once…but our friendship still rocks. Well, don’t confuse friends with colleagues, in my workplace, this new friend is cute & much younger than me…we drove long distance and after disappointment of sold out movie, recovered all with tons of ice creams. The friend on the nook of the street…we spent some of the best time together…I dressed her up in her wedding… She helped me shifting the house. Before I wondered how you can have a joke in English…till we laughed like crazy together.
Few week-ends gets over without my friend knocking the door or ringing my phone.
A relation beyond any cast, creed, region, language, looks, Age, gender, culture, lifestyle and social status….A relation where you don’t have to work on whom to like, how much and when.
This is a relation we choose on our own. We are not born with it and we are not confined in it. There is no commitment, but innocent willingness to be with him/her. They are always there whether you are in technical distress or emotional conflict or of any other non-practical reasons. Among friends, righteousness and trust are the rule. I don’t have too many but I have the few steadiest friends.
Of course there are technical theories of friendships which bring people close like Similarity: How much we have in common with them (‘birds of a feather’). Similar friends provide social validation for our beliefs, characteristics, etc. In practice, opposites seldom attract. Proximity: The leads us to like most people we see often. Reciprocity: We like people who like us and dislike those who dislike us. Beauty: Physical attraction counts, although how it is defined varies around the world. Competence: We like people who are competent (but they should not be too perfect).
There will also be stages of friendships… 1. We play safe with small talk and simple, harmless clichés like ‘Life’s like that’, following standards of social desirability and norms of appropriateness. 2. We now start to reveal ourselves, expressing personal attitudes about moderate topics such as government and education. 3. Now we start to talk about private and personal matters. 4. The relationship now reaches a plateau in which personal things are shared and each can predict the emotional reactions of the other person. And finally 5. When the relationship starts to break down and costs exceed benefits, then there is a withdrawal of disclosure which leads to termination of the relationship… :-)
May be I have found all my friends on the ground of similarity and I have reached no.5 in second paragraph too. Whatever, for everything there is some Chemistry!!
A big thanks to all my friends…
"How, O how could I stay silent, how, O how could I keep quiet?My friend whom I love has turned to clay:Enkidu my friend whom I love has turned to clay.Am I not like him? Must I lie down too, never to rise again?"
Epic of Gilgamesh, Tablet X, column V.