Hope Keeps Us Alive

Good things never die,
Bad things never last,
Choosing between the two,
Is the goal of our Cast

Life is not a bed of roses,
Everywhere there are contrasting forces,
To live it is itself a big challenge,
Be simple and take It as it is

There are times when nothing goes right,
Whatever is done with head or might,
I would say, just remember the kite,
Rising against the wind and be lite

Giving up, at bad times, is the notion,
Which actually & truly hinders our motion,
Whatever be the result, just try,
No matter, at some time, you will fly

When the best does not come,
And the Worst is the only chance,
Don’t make the mistake of being sad,
Put on a smile, & trust, you will be glad

An Essay On Courage --- 15 Marks

Courage - is defined as a human character shown in the times of adversity when the odds and evens are against the subject. Quite true, infact.

I read this wonderful story, somewhere in a magazine, about a student whose courage really taught me the definite definition of Courage.

Here's the story :
The classroom was having a pin-drop silence. All because there was this dreaded final exam going on. The English subject had a questionnaire which required the writer to ink an essay of about 400 words(15 Marks).

Students were almost writing like workers in a factory as if one-minute break would devoid them of their life. Ding-Ding rang the bell and there was this hue and cry everywhere to finish the papers as fast as possible.

All the answer sheets were collected and amply submitted to the invigilator. This was actually the exact time when students feel that air is the sole reason for humans to survive. But until those 3 hours, it was the successful completion of paper being the prominent reason to survive.

Coming back to the story, the essay was about a topic which read "What Is Courage" with the additional prerequisites of having atleast 400 words description. All the papers were communicated to the English professor. As he was correcting the papers and giving them their due marks, he saw one paper which outdid and outclassed all others in the essay section.

Every student had written a voila of words for describing the traits and exactness of Courage but one student had crossed the limits of brevity. Any guesses as to what this student had written for the essay. He wrote only 3 words and those words were :


"THIS IS COURAGE"

Remembering Dakiyawala

Indian Postal Department --- When was the last time you had heard about it, in its real sense. Yes, I am talking about the mails which we used to get in our homes during the days when Tim Berners Lee (The supposed inventor of the revolution called "World Wide Web) was not famous and we were not having flora and fauna of technological inventories like mobile phones and Electronic Mails around us.

I still have some vivid memories of the Khakhi clad - Postman, which we had back to my growing-up place in Dhanbad, Jharkhand. He would come in a cycle and his job was to bring us mail, money orders, telegrams, New Year greeting cards and you know what was the reason I remembered him the most. I remember him because he was my sister, for he used to tie Rakhis to all brothers who didn't had sisters(Of course "Bhaiya mere Rakhee ke bandhan ko Nibhana" wala song happened to be a mismatch in our case). Well, that seemed funny but was quite a remarkable thing to happen to me especially on that day. This continued until I had some real-sisters to tie Rakhis to me.

I wanted you all to just spend a few moments for the surprise element which our Postman used to carry in his baggage. The moment he opened our house-gates, there was this feeling of excitement as to whose mail it would be. We would then see the Sender's address and then quickly open the mail to read its contents. All of us would sit down and listen to the reader, either my Papa or Mummy, for most of the times, it was written in Malayalam. And it took some time for me to learn to read and write my language.

And probably the busiest traffic month for the Postman would be in December, when he would be bringing flurry of New Year Cards to our homes. He used to bring good news, sometimes bad, but nevertheless the stature, the spontaneity his legend("Legend" word came here 'cus I recently saw "I Am Legend" - Will Smith) carried in our lives would remain intact in my memories forever for reasons galore.

Rancholization -- Process of Living Lives

The talk of the town is 3 Idiots. How on earth can an idiotic film amass such revenues that such a big Bollywood archive of films were unable to reach.

Rancchoddas "Rancho" Shyamaldas Chanchad, the engineer who happens to live life simple before it even thinks to make it complex. His thinking was straightforward : to enjoy the moment. If you just happen to listen to this song carefully --- the "Behtee Hawa Sa Tha Woh" one, one could easily relate to the breeze in the song. If you really want to enjoy the song to the fullest and make your brains do some arithmetic and geometric calculations then in the song, wherever we have "Woh", replace the word with the picturization of ourselves (still on the laps of our Dad and Mom). Think as to how we used to marvel at the small things that used to slide in front of our eyes and how we used to feel the real meaning of "E-N-J-O-Y".

The one other USP about this Rancho was his way of making heart a fool by always making it understand, despite the dire situations inherent, that "ALL IZZ WELL". That, in turn, does makes things work less direly than expected. It was a very good gesture followed or in fact, to-be-followed to make things seem less complexualized.

A worth watch if we can capitalize on what Phunsukh Wangdu wants to convey to us.