An interesting conversation was going on between the grandfather and his grandson. The small child asks as to how do we become a good person in life. His mentor replied "My son, the battle is constantly between two wolves. One is Evil. It is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.
The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith."
And then the master-question been asked by the little kid "Which wolf wins, grandpa?"
His grandpa simply replied, "The one you feed."
Let us all make an honest attempt to feed the good wolf in us and let the other being starve to death. Stay connected to what is right and the right will pave to more rights in our world.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Sneezing Baby Panda Scares Her Mom
When your batteries are done and you tend to look for alternatives to rejuvenate yourself, what else could be the best option than to look after for something which would make you laugh to the core and let you fall from the bed/sofa/chair.
From hereon, I would be adding some real natural hilarios videos under the category called "Laughing Stocks".
This is a short instant video wherein a baby panda sneeze scares her mother so much that her body shakes due to the impact. She stops munching the leaves and is awe-stuck for some duration as to whether the sound was from her baby..really. Have a look at it and enjoy :
What I see from this video is that no matter how small you look yourself in the midst of a situation, you always have the ability to surprise even the biggest of the matter...so just believe in the power of sneezing out all your inherent hurdles and let others be in awe
From hereon, I would be adding some real natural hilarios videos under the category called "Laughing Stocks".
This is a short instant video wherein a baby panda sneeze scares her mother so much that her body shakes due to the impact. She stops munching the leaves and is awe-stuck for some duration as to whether the sound was from her baby..really. Have a look at it and enjoy :
What I see from this video is that no matter how small you look yourself in the midst of a situation, you always have the ability to surprise even the biggest of the matter...so just believe in the power of sneezing out all your inherent hurdles and let others be in awe
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Keep The Faith With You Always
Sometimes life is pretty hard to understand. Things sometimes work well for you and sometimes it doesn't. But the most heartening fact is that despite giving your best when you don’t get the due, you feel bad and you feel why to continue the same.
Life's games are hard to solve, no doubt. I had my own ups and downs and would comprehend most of the time wrongly as to what was the intention of life to be as it is. And after years when I look back, it becomes clearer as to what was the real fact of that happening to happen.
My take is let life unravel itself one by one all its chapters and pages to us in its own time but we should have faith in life that things would be fine enough one day for sure. And keep that faith for all the time, i.e. 24x7x365xNo. of Years We Live.
Even if things get better or not, but you would be sure of one thing: You would live more in every aspect of your life throughout. And that is how it should be. Let Good Will prevail on all of us.
Life's games are hard to solve, no doubt. I had my own ups and downs and would comprehend most of the time wrongly as to what was the intention of life to be as it is. And after years when I look back, it becomes clearer as to what was the real fact of that happening to happen.
My take is let life unravel itself one by one all its chapters and pages to us in its own time but we should have faith in life that things would be fine enough one day for sure. And keep that faith for all the time, i.e. 24x7x365xNo. of Years We Live.
Even if things get better or not, but you would be sure of one thing: You would live more in every aspect of your life throughout. And that is how it should be. Let Good Will prevail on all of us.
Monday, February 1, 2010
Agneepath
The Bollywood superstar of the century --- Amitabh Bachhaan. Every one knows a thing or two about his struggles and his endearing sheer intensity of putting life to all the characters he played. Indeed, a living legend he is.
He had come to a TV program as a guest judge and was asked to recite something in his remarkable voice. He recited a poem by his father, Harivansh Rai Bachhaan. His baritone voice was a perfect match to the poem, which was having a motivational quotient in it. Following was the poem and feel the aroma of feel-goodness:
वृक्ष हो भले घने,
हो घने हो बड़े,
एक पट छाव की मांग मत, मांग मत,
अग्निपथ, अग्निपथ, अग्निपथ.
तू न थकेगा कभी,
तू न थमेगा कभी,
तू न मुड़ेगा कभी,
कर शपथ , कर शपथ, कर शपथ,
अग्निपथ, अग्निपथ, अग्निपथ.
ये महान दृश्य है,
चल रहा मनुष्य है,
अश्रु स्वेद रक्त से लथपथ, लथपथ, लथपथ,
अग्निपथ, अग्निपथ, अग्निपथ
He had come to a TV program as a guest judge and was asked to recite something in his remarkable voice. He recited a poem by his father, Harivansh Rai Bachhaan. His baritone voice was a perfect match to the poem, which was having a motivational quotient in it. Following was the poem and feel the aroma of feel-goodness:
वृक्ष हो भले घने,
हो घने हो बड़े,
एक पट छाव की मांग मत, मांग मत,
अग्निपथ, अग्निपथ, अग्निपथ.
तू न थकेगा कभी,
तू न थमेगा कभी,
तू न मुड़ेगा कभी,
कर शपथ , कर शपथ, कर शपथ,
अग्निपथ, अग्निपथ, अग्निपथ.
ये महान दृश्य है,
चल रहा मनुष्य है,
अश्रु स्वेद रक्त से लथपथ, लथपथ, लथपथ,
अग्निपथ, अग्निपथ, अग्निपथ
Sunday, January 31, 2010
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
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
Thursday, January 28, 2010
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"
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"
Monday, January 18, 2010
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.
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.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
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.
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.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Dancing Feel Good Tryst
Have you ever wondered what smiling, indeed, is all about. Well, it is one of the most beautiful state-of-existence every one of us wants to be all the time. But it doesn't happen so quite often. Right?
I have always been wondering how one can prolong this state for more days and months and years and not the other extreme i.e. for hours, minutes and seconds. Its like a Sudoku puzzle with the 3 Levels : Easy, Medium and Hard. Sometimes, its so simple, sometimes, its so not-so-simple and sometimes, its not-at-all-simple.
On the other day, I was watching Dance India Dance, a program telecasted in Zee TV. There was this guy named, Yashwant from Rajasthan, whose sheer innocence and charisma, pounded my heart to beat atleast 3 beats faster for sometime. There was this-something in him, which made me wonder "If there are more people like him, I wonder whether Oxford dictionary alikes would be able to maintain the word 'Sadness' in their word-list for a long time"
This is what happened :
Yashwant from Banswada(Rajastan) gave his audition. He has done all his practice from TV. His dream was to meet the judges of the show and see them through his live eyes. When he came to the stage, his eyes were showing the excitement on seeing the judges. When the audition ended, the judges were of the view that he should come next year. His response was something which made me think and remember him for a long time for the smile he carried throughout :
"Sir, main rajastan ke ek chote se shahar se hoon. Maine practice sirf aapko TV pe deh dekh kekeeya hai. Main sahee mein truly bol rahaan hoon kee main yahaan ke layak naheen hoon. Kyonkee iss program ka level bahut ooncha ho gaya hai. Mera sapna tha kee main aapko real mein dekhoon. Jab aap bahar bheed mein se aa rahe the, tab main aapko haath bhee naheen de paaya tha. Main aapko promise karta hoon sir, kee agle saal aur mehnat ke baad pheer aaonga. Bus ek request hai sir (there was a cap which he used for the audition). Agar aap yeh topee mere sar pe takdeer ke topee samajh ke pehnaa de (Actually, the person who gets selected gets a cap from the judges as a token, called 'Takdeer Kee Topee') to mujhe…."
Forget all the above conversation, what was evident from his face was that his was a character who deserves to be applauded for being so simple and straight. The judges, of course, applauded him and gave him his version of takdeer kee topee and said they can’t forget him. And the guy went out with the same genuine smile with him.
Sometimes a small deed, a small gesture, would make us think about the different facets of the people. I just wanted to capture this beautiful one in writing, less it shoves away in the sands of time.
I have always been wondering how one can prolong this state for more days and months and years and not the other extreme i.e. for hours, minutes and seconds. Its like a Sudoku puzzle with the 3 Levels : Easy, Medium and Hard. Sometimes, its so simple, sometimes, its so not-so-simple and sometimes, its not-at-all-simple.
On the other day, I was watching Dance India Dance, a program telecasted in Zee TV. There was this guy named, Yashwant from Rajasthan, whose sheer innocence and charisma, pounded my heart to beat atleast 3 beats faster for sometime. There was this-something in him, which made me wonder "If there are more people like him, I wonder whether Oxford dictionary alikes would be able to maintain the word 'Sadness' in their word-list for a long time"
This is what happened :
Yashwant from Banswada(Rajastan) gave his audition. He has done all his practice from TV. His dream was to meet the judges of the show and see them through his live eyes. When he came to the stage, his eyes were showing the excitement on seeing the judges. When the audition ended, the judges were of the view that he should come next year. His response was something which made me think and remember him for a long time for the smile he carried throughout :
"Sir, main rajastan ke ek chote se shahar se hoon. Maine practice sirf aapko TV pe deh dekh kekeeya hai. Main sahee mein truly bol rahaan hoon kee main yahaan ke layak naheen hoon. Kyonkee iss program ka level bahut ooncha ho gaya hai. Mera sapna tha kee main aapko real mein dekhoon. Jab aap bahar bheed mein se aa rahe the, tab main aapko haath bhee naheen de paaya tha. Main aapko promise karta hoon sir, kee agle saal aur mehnat ke baad pheer aaonga. Bus ek request hai sir (there was a cap which he used for the audition). Agar aap yeh topee mere sar pe takdeer ke topee samajh ke pehnaa de (Actually, the person who gets selected gets a cap from the judges as a token, called 'Takdeer Kee Topee') to mujhe…."
Forget all the above conversation, what was evident from his face was that his was a character who deserves to be applauded for being so simple and straight. The judges, of course, applauded him and gave him his version of takdeer kee topee and said they can’t forget him. And the guy went out with the same genuine smile with him.
Sometimes a small deed, a small gesture, would make us think about the different facets of the people. I just wanted to capture this beautiful one in writing, less it shoves away in the sands of time.
Friday, December 25, 2009
Faith Walks
Some stories turn your heads towards them. Because they have something in them which makes you think "Wow!!!This is something !!!".
As told by Jude Stringfellow(the owner):
Faith was rescued by my son Reuben on January 21, 2003, when he and his friend Johnny, the owner of Princess, jumped over the fence of the flea market area that Princess was raised to guard. Princess wasn't exactly the mothering kind. She was literally terminating Faith's life because she knew instinctively that Faith was unable to battle the other puppies for a place to feed. Faith was weak, small, runtish, and mostly she was nearly dead. Reuben grabbed Faith out from under Princess and smuggled her under his jersey.
When Reuben brought Faith to us she had 3 actual legs, but the left front leg was badly deformed, placed backward, upside down, and it had more toes on it than normal dog legs. The leg was removed when she was 7 months old when it began to atrophy
Her owner, Jude Stringfellow, using a spoon with peanut butter as an incentive taught Faith to hop but Faith decided on her own to walk.
And the sentence which I want to emphasize again and again is "Faith decided on her own to walk". She walked her life with her. Let us all Live and Walk Our Life the way it should be.
As told by Jude Stringfellow(the owner):
Faith was rescued by my son Reuben on January 21, 2003, when he and his friend Johnny, the owner of Princess, jumped over the fence of the flea market area that Princess was raised to guard. Princess wasn't exactly the mothering kind. She was literally terminating Faith's life because she knew instinctively that Faith was unable to battle the other puppies for a place to feed. Faith was weak, small, runtish, and mostly she was nearly dead. Reuben grabbed Faith out from under Princess and smuggled her under his jersey.
When Reuben brought Faith to us she had 3 actual legs, but the left front leg was badly deformed, placed backward, upside down, and it had more toes on it than normal dog legs. The leg was removed when she was 7 months old when it began to atrophy
Her owner, Jude Stringfellow, using a spoon with peanut butter as an incentive taught Faith to hop but Faith decided on her own to walk.
And the sentence which I want to emphasize again and again is "Faith decided on her own to walk". She walked her life with her. Let us all Live and Walk Our Life the way it should be.
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