Everyone has a Special Story

For over two months I have been wondering what to write. Things happened, ideas came and went but nothing triggered my interest to write. You know the feeling when you are just not yourself and tired of living multiple lives. The life that I lead here is different from the one that I lead on day to day. This is the place to get away from the monotonous daily routine. Today is new year and I wanted to share something special with friends and welwishers. I just wanted to write something special. Special enough that when I read them two years, ten years, twenty years down the line they still are special. So I thought I will write about life. Over the months that I have been writing, I also have had the pleasure of reading a lot of blogs.

And you know what I found in these blogs. Stories. Yeah Stories. Special Stories, Lovely Stories, Everyday Stories. Stories written as stories, as essays, as movies, as poems, as scripts and as pictures. No matter how they were conveyed there was something in all of them. There was something about all these stories. They were special. They made me feel special. They made me feel that I belong. I was part of these peoples lives and it was special.

Isn’t that what we all want to be? Special. Be loved and love back. We are looking for people in our lives that make us feel special we all have our own definition of what special means but we are all looking for the things that make us feel special. Some feel special just being there by that special someone in a coffee shop and some feel special by the headcount of people who attended their birthday party. But the idea is to feel special.

Every life has a story behind it. Stories of love, Stories of life, Stories of affection, Stories of hate, Stories of anger. Some stories live on for generations and some die with the people. But every story is special in it's right. Stories inspire us, Stories move us, they despise us, they make us happy, and they make us sad. Stories change with life. New life new stories but the same effect. Everyone of us are speical and our stories still more special. Use it wisely for they define who we are and what our destiny is. Every story starts with a journey and ends with destiny.

Happy New Year 2006

Love & Life

My Sister just gave birth to a baby boy. So I thought I would take this opportunity and talk about life. Life as it happens. I have written a lot about both love & life but never touched this aspect of it ever. Simple reason I am a guy. What do I know about it? Not much. Anywz here are a few simple thoughts about it.

There are two kinds of pain that has been discribed as the most unbrearable. One is some kind of illness I forgot the name of and second one is delivering a baby. A birth of a new life. Amazing. One pain no one wants to go thorugh even once. And the other you would want to go over and over.

One place you will see unconditional love. Love at it's purest form is right there. The nine month that a mother spends with her baby inside her body. It is her life, her soul. A birth of a new life.

In a relationship it's always about me and us: my life, my happiness, my wish, our life, our happiness. But throw a baby in the mix and everything changes. It's no longer me or us. It's always the baby. We move on to the higher life form.

The eyes that always saw dreams for itself, suddenly sees dreams for it's child. The hand that always extended to protect itself extends to protect that tiny life form. Decades of love for oneself becomes so insignificant for the love of a few years.

Reflections

Lost in thought for a long time. Thinking what is there that I can write about. Just cannot come up with anything. The mind is going blank. Am getting lost in my own world. A place I don't want to come back from. But I have to. There are just so many things going on around. Have to keep up with them.

Lots of people in the past couple of months have walked in and walked out. Some I thought would stick around, but didn't. Some who thought were there just for the flicker have stuck around. Some who were just another person, weren't and some who weren't just another person turned out to be. A building is what seperates her and she couldn't be the person I wanted her to be. A room what seperates him and I couldn't be the person he wanted to be and a ocean seperates us and I couldn't be the person she wanted me to be.

Life is strange and it just doesn't ceases to surprise me even today. Don't take anything for granted is all I can say.

A mind is a terrible thing to waste. I havn't felt so handicapped ever before. I am out of words. Don't know what to talk about. Just go rambling on and on.

Confused. Lost the thought process. Been the story of my life for last few weeks. Havn't been able to concentrate on something for more then a few seconds. Then just lose the chain of thoughts that was going on.

My style is based on the chain of thoughts process. One thing leads to another and that to another and so on. But right now I am hardly capable of putting together an intelligent sentence forget about a story.

So till I don't become my ownself again may be the writings will be more infrequent.

Just Another Person

That evening in the bus she was just another person. That evening on the boat she was just another person. That night when I bid her good night she was just another person. But two week hence she is but just another person.

That day when I first started chatting with him online, he was just another person. That day when he first read my blog he was just another person. But today two months later and tens of chat later he is but another person.

When she added me, she was just another person. We started chatting and she was just another person. She shared herself with me, her feelings, her thoughts, she was just another person. But today three months latter, I wait for her online she is but just another person.

He was just another person that day, but today we share the same apartment. He is but just another person. In our journey of life we meet lots of people. Some for a second and some stick around a life time. But for someone to be more then “Just another person” it takes more then time. We humans are emotional beings. For us above all things emotion is most important and valuable. A smile from a total stranger down a street can become more then “Just a smile”. It’s the connection in life. As emotional as we are, we are even more analytical. We question relationships, we question faith, we question commitment. We question everything that a relationship can be based on.

You know when have I seen a person most happy. I see them most happy when they are playing with a kid. Have you ever stopped and thought why we are so happy when we play with a kid. I’ll tell u why. Cause we know the kid will not question the relation. The kid is happy with wht he gets. He accepts everything. That’s an unconditional relationship right out there. Why can’t we be like that with each other.

When somebody means more then just another person, that’s when we have to stop thinking, stop using our head but let the heart control the relation.

The beginning

Every End has a new beginning. And I am happy to anounce the new beginning to this end. Thanks for a dear friend of mine in forcing me to continue writing. He has given me a topic to write and wants me to continue. I am ever grateful to him for that. So here goes the new beginning

The End

As I begin to write this blog, I am sitting with a coffee mug in one hand and looking out of the window and all I can see is the beginning of the end. It has always been in the back of my head that when am I going to end this blog and how. And this seems like a good time as any other. I have talked about my passion, my feelings, my god and my love in here. There is nothing else to tell about. There is nothing else to say anymore. I have reached the end of my journey. I will continue writing, cause I have started loving to write. But it will no longer be in the blog cause I now want to write for myself and no one else. I want to write about the deep down secrets about my life which I cannot share with anyone else.

Take care.

The Princess of my Dream

Out there somewhere is the Princess of my dreams. She is waiting for me and I am waiting for her. Some one once explained love to me as a soul divided into two half. One part of the soul is in me and the other part is in her. For the soul to be complete I have to meet this Princess of my dreams. So how will I know that I have met her. My soul will feel complete. I will no longer be incomplete. The yin will have met the yang.

She is everything that I am not. She is my best friend and she is my worst enemy. She is closest to my heart and she is the farthest from it. She brings the best out of me and she brings the worst out of me. She is my reality and she is my fantasy. In my heart she is the best that can be.

She comes in my dreams every night. She walks towards me step by step. She smiles, the winds carry the smile to me and as I reach out to touch her. I can feel her feelings. The day breaks and I awake. I can live by this memory for ever. It will be in my heart for a day, week, month and years. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel but not quite reach it. I can feel that hair on my face but not quite touch it. Her eyes tease me but I just can’t bring myself to laugh.

Oh wind, carry my love to her. Star, pass my wishes. Moon take the warmth of the world to her so that she never feels alone and the sun give her the sunshine and make her life colorful.

The Alchemist: Paulo Coelho

“When a person really desires something all the universe conspires to help the person to realize his dream” said the alchemist…

Who can hurt us most?

Ever wonder who can hurt us the most?? I have. I got different answers everytime I asked myself this question. Reason, cause I asked this question to myself only when I got hurt. And then the person who just hurt me was on the top of the list. My parents, my friends, my family, my girlfriend u name it everyone has sometime or other, for some reason or other has been in the list.

Then one day I did some self searching. What was common whenever I got hurt. The common factor was tht the people who could hurt me was not someone off the street. It was always someone who I trusted, who i thought was on my corner, ppl i cared for. What does this mean. Why is it tht the we love the most and those who can hurt us the most.

But there was something missing in this whole puzzle. I was missing something or someone. Well just hit me. I was missing me. It was me getting hurt everytime. So something must be wrong with me.

The only person who can hurt me is me. I can decide for myself whether I want to be hurt. It's all about me. So basically if you don't want ppl to hurt you. you have to stop hurting yourself first.

We can only hurt ourself the most. Have faith in yourself and your actions and no one can hurt you. I have let many people hurt me and I still let them do. It's not easy, when someone matters to you very much, that person virtually has the key to your mood. Save yourself.

That does not mean you don't get close to ppl. But it means that you don't give them the key to your mood. Let them not run your life. Don't let them decide when you are happy, don't let them decide when you should be sad. Don't let them hurt you and make sure you don't hurt anyone.

Whenever you feel like hurting someone, remeber the time you got hurt. It was not preety and the person will not find it preety either.

Time OR Fashion

Einstein, Plato, Gallelio, Soccrates, Arsitotle. What's common amongst them. They were all said to be ahead of their time.

They thought and talked of stuffs ppl didn't understand. So they were said to be ahead of their time. But were they truely ahead of their time????

When you wear something that is not normally worn by people you are said to be ahead of your fashion not time. So why do people who think differently be said to be ahead their time. Why not that they are also ahead of fashion?

Personally I feel they are ahead of their fashion. Why?? Cause time is relative. If you say someone is ahead of their time? What time are you talking abt??

I feel these people were ahead of their fashion not their time. They talked about something new, something exciting, something great, something good, somthing bad. But they bring new fashion of thought with them. They do not bring new time. The time is there, it always will be.

Lonely, Shallow, Superficial

Thousands of miles away from home, alone in a new world. Friends, Family, Home, Life all left behind for something new and different and exciting. I am not alone. There were thousands before me and there are thousands with me and there will be thousands after me. Nothing will be the same again for anyone of them.

Everyone is in the same situation. Everyone is trying to live a life which does not belong to them. But we all are critical. Suddenly I am surrounded by new people. Swept off my feet by the names and faces. But in this crowd I again feel Lonely, Shallow and Superficial.

Why do we do this to ourself. Why don't we take people at their face value. Why do we have to mistrust every individual that crosses our path. Why can't people except me for who I am.

Life is wonderful. But it is short too. Our life is critical of us. We should not always waste time trying to figure out the outside of the person but to know him from inside. Ask questions that are relevent to know the soul, not the person.

Do I belive in love at first sight. Yes I do. Why? Cause I have seen it. Cause I have felt it. A relationship needs time to develop but should not take time to start. I believe in that first eye contact. It should be enough to tell you who your friends are. The rest is all superficial.

My Thoughts

"The world has never been without its Creator at any point of time and there is no independent creator of the world. It's always in Principle"

I have no idea who said it or what it means. But this is something a friend told me over a chit chat and wanted to know my views about. I have absolutely no idea what the sentence means or what the author of the sentence is trying to say.

But I do have a recollection of reading in a book "When bad things happen to Good People" by Harold S. Kushner, something about sorting and ordering out of a random and chaotic world.

Not everything in that happens makes sense. Why a mad man goes on a shooting frenzy makes sense. But why the people who happen to be there, actually happen to be there does not. A kid starts shooting at his peers in school makes sense. He might not have been able to handle peer pressure and wanted to show them that he was strong. But why Dick who always came late, came ontime on that day and got shot and Larry who had never been sick in his life happened to be left home with a cold. This random choosing of incedents does not make sense.

So may be the world is moving from a chaos to order. "If a system left undisturbed long enough will always approach equilibrium." May be that's what the sentence means. The world has never been with it's creator. The creator is always there. But then the creator has left things undisturbed so that things will reach to an equilibrium. There will be order after chaos. Randomness will start making sense.

In principle the creator is playing its part. By not disturbing the chaos, it's helping it achieve equilibirum.

It's just a simple thought. Hope this makes sense to the certain someone. I would definitly love to hear the views of other people on this.

Take Care

A long time in comming

Seems I have lost the zeal to write or just forgotten that I ever wrote. But I am making an effort to come back into i. So help me here folks.

I am finally here. Travelled miles over 22 hrs of flight time, but am finally here in Pittsburgh. A wonderful city with wonderful people. People have been generally friendly around here and I really appreciate it.

Nothing can be more difficult then to start off with a new life. You are at a new place, don't know anyone and have been left in a compeletely alien culture. Everything around you is new, everyone around you is new. Generally when I travell I tend to make small talk with people who sit beside me. But this time around I travelled alone. Alone, no freinds, no one I know into a new life in a new city.

But so far so good. Things have been easier then expected. Am already into a nice little rythemic schedule and things don't feel that much of a different from home. Anywaz things are moving now. Got an orientation in a few days time. A new IBM laptop. But some how I liked the old one better. It had a certain homely feeling to it. But this one is also good enough.

Got a by-cycle to travel to places. Much easier then the buses or the cars. Fast, efficient and cheap. Have travelled less then 5 miles on it but already have my hands covered in grease. Go figure.

Well well well, it seems I am off ranting away aimlessly not knowing what I am saying. Will go now and come back with some new stuffs.

Been reading this Alcemist again from Poelo Cohelo or whatever his name is. Got some pretty interesting stuffs on it. Can't imagine it has already been 4 yrs since I last read it and the whole meaing has changed in the duration. What the book meant 4 yrs back is totally different then what it means today. I believe we should re-read everything that we have ever read every 4-5 yrs. Help us know the change in prespective and realise the direction of the life that we have.

Take Care, Miss You All.

Lullaby - Creed

Hush my love now don’t you cry, Everything will be all right
Close your eyes and drift in dream Rest in peaceful sleep

If there’s one thing I hope I showed you
Hope I showed you

Just give love to all

Oh my love in my arms tight, Every day you give me life
As I drift off to your world Will rest in peaceful sleep

I know there’s one thing that you showed me
That you showed me

Just give love to all,
Let’s give love to all

Larger than Life

What's the most amazing thing about life is there is something which is larger then life itself. It's bigger and better then all of us. It's the driving force behind the human race.

Hope outshines and outlives humans. The single most important thing. We all live as slaves of hope. Each night we goto sleep believing that tomorrow will be a better day and each morning we getup hoping to change our lives for the better. Hope is the panacea of all illness.

Rich or poor, in health or in sickness one thing we never loose is Hope. Even the most forgetful person does not forget to be hopefull that one day he will be able to remeber. Such is the magic.

Even at the most impossible of situations we do not lose hope and where hope has been lost eveything with it has been lost. Ever mountanieer, diver or person trapped in the ruines after a natural catostrophe after being resuced say one thing : "They hadn't lost HOPE." Hope is the only religion common across all nations and people. We all believe in it and follow it with the passion that comes from being human.

Today I embark on a mission in a far away land equiped with the only weapon I can trust "Hope". Hoping that I will come back a better person. Hoping that I will achieve the goals of my life. Hoping that this is will the single most important turning point in my life. And this Hope is not my own or I alone do not have it. People all around me share this Hope with me. My family and friends.

Let Go

Probably the most difficult thing in a relationship. Letting Go does not mean we love any less. The love, the infatuation, the liking is left with a void and that void is filled by pain. But if we are capable of loving someone so profoundly means that we are capable of deep emotions and that in itself is something we have to proud of.

I know to let go hurts a lot, so much so that we want to hold on the every last moment that we can before we finally have to let go. We try all sorts of things. Emotional Blackmail to crying to anger. But is it worth it. Isn’t letting go part of loving someone. The last time I had to let go was three years back.

She was so perfect, I just didn’t want her to go. But then I let it go. Holding on to someone is like caging a bird. You will have the body but not the soul. You don’t want to live with the fact that the person in front of you gave up his/her dreams for you. And you don’t want the person to resent you for stopping them from exploring themselves.

Life and Death

What will happen if death falls in love with life?

I was watching "City of Angel" today morning and that's what I felt was the theme of the movie. I would like to know your thoughts on this. Is this possible and if yes what will happen if it does? It should make for some interesting article in the future.

Behind Every Face There is Always

Since I wrote this topic, I have a had a couple of people ask me to complete it. I would like to thank these people from the bottom of my heart for taking so much interest in the little tit-bits that I write now and then, so here is my feelings on this.

"Don't Judge a Book by it's cover." A cover is only a view of what could be inside. It gives a starting point to make a story in the book. A face, must be the most wonderful creation of God. It tells a lot about a person just as a cover of the book does but at the same time it hides a lot about a person. Behind every face that we see lies another self which only a few intimate people share, the people who take the pain of reading that book.

Unlike the cover of the book, a Face is so wonderful cause of it's ability to act as a "chameleon". It gives us the power to hide our true self behind Veil. The face that different people see in different light as we intend them to see.

But behind every face there is a self, there is that story that has shaped us, that has made who we are. U know why most of relationships fail. It's cause our inability to look behind the face.

You know when you trust someone completely when you shed the cover and the story is there for the person to see. The face that I present to different people are different. It is influenced by what the person sitting opposite me expects to see. and don't we all do that.

I believe we choose a friend as we choose a book. We pick it up look at the cover and if it's inviting, we turn it back and read the review, review of what people who have read it think about it. Doesn't matter they have understood it or not. Doesn't matter if that person understood what the writer was trying to convey. That's how we pick friends. We find someone and ask around/listen to what others have to say about the person. And if we like what we hear, you have a friend out there waiting for you. Doesn't matter the person whose opinion we so highly regard actually read what's there behind the face or not. And even if they read whether they understood it or not.

I have had three people become friends with me on the basis of what they heard about me from other people. The source whom even I would not highly trust casue they were shown the face of me that I felt they needed to see. These people never tried reading the real me. What triggers me? What makes me happy? What makes me sad?

These are small things but they are what the whole point of the relationship is all about. You read a book, and after turning the last page you should feel close to the writer. If you don't you havn't understood anything.

As I was saying to a friend of mine over the chat, there are two things that can unveil the person behind the face, one is their eyes and the other is their diary. These two things never lie.

God is a toy for adults to play with, similarly face is the toy for relationships to play with. Reach behind the face and touch the true person. That's when you touch the person and a bond is shared, a bond which is more powerful then everything else in the world. Ever wondered why twins are so attached to each other that they can feel each other's pain and sorrow and happiness.

Behind a face there is a human fighting to come out. But we don't let it. In fear of what other people will think. What's funny about this is that, it's the same with everyone. Each and everyone of us are trying so hard to hide the self. If only we all could be free and let it roll out.

I know I would offend some people by what I have written but you have to understand that you are equally guilty, not with me maybe but with other people. You might have been true to me but then there is always someone out there who has never seen, experienced the self behind the face

SWOT Analysis of a Married Man

A married man was asked to perform his SWOT Analysis.

(S)trength : My Wife
(W)eekness : Neighbour's Wife
(O)pportunity : When Neighbour goes out
(T)hreat : When I myself go out

Courtesy Forwarded Mails. i.e. to say it is not my own creation

Was chatting with this person online and here is something she said. I couldn't help but share it. I am editing it a bit to make it more comprehensible.

"I was a child and afraid of growing up in this world, so my mom used to say : If you have a Dream Island in your Heart, you can own your heaven everyday"

So folks don't be afraid. Whenever you are think of that dream island and you'll be in heaven and everything will be all right.

Magic of Life

I am a dreamer caught in this materialsitc world. A world that no longer belives in the magic of life. I feel that we have reached out lowest point when the News Channel uses a case of a person found alive after a catastrophe. They make it their big thing. They seem to have forgotten the magic of life, the power of human emotions.

I know when writing this artcile a lot of things that I have already written about will be repeated but then that's again magic of life. Everything we do, that affects out lives and those around us is all part of the magic of life.

Walking down the street you see someone and that gut feeling strickes, I know this person. You are standing in a group and you look at someone and thing this guy is great. I would love to be his friend. We hear about people who have met over chat and got married for a great relationship. This is all part of our lives and need not be hyped by the media. It's just that we are so busy with are lives that we are oblivious to the every day magic that happens around us.

A birth of a child. A smile of a mom holding the new born baby. The affection of a baby to their parents or just the spark in the eyes when you see someone you like. These are all part of the everyday life.

Magic of Life also part of all the tragedies. The pain on loosing someone you love, The suffering of the under priveleged. The pains that we suffer in our lives is the constant reminder that life has both the ends. It makes us stronger. It brings out the significance of that happy moment we have in life and is the contant reminder to us so that we don't sit back and forget about the magic of life.

Let's all get together are rekindle that Magic. Take life as it comes and enjoy every moment of it. And instead of asking the question why for everything, just sit back and be glad that every moment that has passed and will come have been a part of our lives. Be it good or bad, life will go on. Whether we believe or not, life will travel it's course. So wht not be grateful for that life.

Let the Magic of Life guide us to our destiny.

Reading that Expression

MonaLisa is by far the most popular painting in the world for the simple reason of that expression on her face. I don't know what's all the hype behind it. The true meaning behind an expression can only be experienced if you know what caused the expression. Be it sadness, happiness, pain, discomfort, or plain ecstasy.

I picture of a woman smiling and the same picture of a woman smiling holding a new born baby gives different meaning to the beholder.

For me Mona Lisa is insignificant compared to the expressions of the people I know, love and care about. There every expression is worth a kings ransom. I know the reason behind it and I can make a difference. I know I can bring a smile on a sad face of a friend. I know what each expression holds, and the meaning of it for that person.

Reading that expression gives me the power to make a change for the better. I know I can bring a difference in the person's life. I can see my actions reflected on that expression. Nothing can be more powerful or wonderful in life. The love, hate, happiness, sadness are all part of my life and is reflected on my face too.

Reading that expression is all that relationship is all about for the better or the worse.

Hither2Forlorn

Three words:

Hither : here; towards the speaker; this place
To : direction
Forlorn : pitiable due to abandonment; lonely

That's my life in a nutshell.

Thank You

I would like to thank our Mumbaits Hosts for the wonderful time. They really showed us a wonderful evening. Thnks again

Expensive in a Relation

When I think of a relationship there are a lot of things that comes to mind. The front and foremost being the People involved, then their is love, respect, mutual understanding and what not. But amongst the haze something very important gets overlooked. Something that all relationships are based upon. We tend to undermine it's important and it is the one of the single most important killer of any kind of relationship. If you haven't guessed uptill now then let me help you. It's the ever enduring "Trust".

For me the single most important thing in a relatioship is trust. Out there when you are fighting the world it's always nice to know that there is someone you can trust on. Who will look over your backs and expect you to do the same. It's the most difficult thing to achieve and the most easy thing to loose. where we cannot take anything for it's face value, we can always take the word of a friend. No body wonders the relationship between a dog and his master. Once look closely at it. You'll find that it's the trust that they share that makes it such a wonderful thing. Alas in this fast moving world, only the trust of an animal can be trusted upon.

A blind man will trust his dog to lead the way but we with our eyes wide open cannot trust the friends that we seem to have in abundance. Somebody told you that the wall has just been painted don't lean on it and you have go on and make sure of it yourself.

It takes years of painstaking bits of acts to make someone trust you and we go out there are blow it off in a moment. My first real true friend came about to be in a very unusual circumstances. We are out playing in school and suddenly some argument irrupted and he beat the hell out of me. Then I knew this was the guy I could trust my life with. He stood his ground for what he believed in. Since then every bit has been a trust building thing and after nearly 12 yrs I can bet my life with him.

Trust is the most strange thing if you think about it. Think of a battle field. People from different walks of life and different religion come together. And even before they join they know they are going into a world where trust is the paramount thing. Why can't we learn to trust like that in our day to day life. You sit next to a person for ages and still you cannot trust the person with you Pen and in the battlefield ppl trust other ppl in a day with their lives.

Just Wanted to Share a Couple of Beers

This is something I picked up off my pile of Emails. Hope you like it

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are just not enough, remember this story of the mayonnaise jar and the beer.

A professor stood before his philosophy class with some items on the desk in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and filled it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the spaces between the golf balls. He asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor picked up a box of sand and poured the contents into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked again if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous "Yes".

The professor then produced two cans of beer and poured them into the jar, effectively obliterating the spaces between the sand. The students laughed.

"Now", said the professor, after the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that the jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things - your family, your children, your health, your friends, your favorite passions - things that, if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.

The pebbles are the other things that matter - your job, your house, your car. The sand is everything else - the small stuff. If you put the sand in first, there is no space for the golf balls and pebbles.

The same goes for life. If you spend your time and energy on the small stuff, there will never be time for the things that are really important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical for your happiness. Talk to your parents, play with your children. Take time to get a medical checkup. See another sunset. Write to a friend. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."

One of the students raised her hand and asked what the beer represented.

The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of beers."

Things that matter in Life

Hold on a Second. Take a deep breath and recall your past few days. Figure out the things that changed your life, brought a smile on your face or changed your out look for life.

Now start counting all these incidents and place them into two different categories. Big Events and Small Everyday Incidents. What do you get? For every big event (if there were any in the past few few days) there are so many small incidents.

Conclusion: Small things matter in life. Big events that change your life for ever are few and far apart like a new child in your life or marriage or a college degree. They happen rarely and you have to struggle to achieve them. But small things, they just happen out of the blue. A smile from a total stranger, A "Hi There" from that girl/guy you have a serious crush on, Or just a simple courtesy call from a long lost friend. These brighten your day and make you feel worthwile.

Small things in life I believe are so much underrated. "Get well soon" for a sick person or a "Thank you" for some service provided to you makes all the difference. People are starved for affection and love. In today's world we find it much easier to be affectionate to our pets then to our neighbours.

Have you had some preson you had long forgotten call you on your birthday to wish you. Doesn't that make you feel wonderful and loved and important. There is this friend of mine. We have been studying together since hi-school and share the same date of birth. We don't talk much, just the "hi" friends and I rearly call her. But since the first year I have known her I made it a point to call her home and wish her. This past year I was a little late in calling and guess what more then her, it was her mother who was waiting for me to call. She was worried that I hadn't called in yet. All it takes is a phone call and this lady whom I havn't yet have had a pleasure of meeting already feels a bond.

A few heartfelt moment spent with a person could mean more then a life time spent with other people. I spent two months working together with this person and those 60 days means more to me then years I have spent with rest of my friends.

It takes seconds for a bond to develop only we have to let it happen. In our quest for big things we miss out on so many of those smaller moments. Things that could have truely made a difference.

I don't know if I will ever get the VISA for my studies in the US but I do know that the time I have spent with people in the Yahoo Group has been wonderful and already makes me feel closer to most of them. Why? Cause I know, even if I am there in person I wouldn't have had the opportunity to know names of many of them let alone have a converstation.

It only takes a moment, a few seconds of our lives to say "hello" or "thank you" or wish a "good day" to some one. But these few seconds could mean a life time of a difference to the other person. Well it definetley does mean a lot to me.

So take a time out and : Break the language Barrier :: SMILE :

:To a kid with a hammer :: Everything looks like a Nail:

Just another Cliché

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/south_asia/4502455.stm

"Democratic Nepal" or "Nepalese Democracy" has caught on the imagination of the world. There has never been so much coverage of Nepalese Politics in the world media as Post 2/1 coup by HM King Gyanendra. Western world have come out of their shell to criticize the move. If there has been one consistency in the past century amongst the world powers is the ability to act only after some disaster has occured. Be it WWI or WWII or 9/11 or Vietnam or Daufur to name the few. Ignorance is Bliss isn't it? Everyone tends to ignore a bad situation untill and unless they are forced to face it and tht's what UN has become a symbol of.

Poorest country in the world; A failed state are some of the terms which we have come to symbolize Nepal with. A German economist couple of decades ago had predicted that Nepal would become bankrupt in a decade. But the country lives on and the people live on. There is a popular saying in Nepal that it's a country ruled by the Lord Bishnu and run by Lord Pashupatinath. May be it's true.

The Sangrila, Switerland of Asia, Mt. Everest, Lord Buddha are some of the terms used to describe Nepal in the tourism industry to attract tourist. Where are all these words lost?

The "Country of Peace" was what Nepal was in not to distant memory. And one of the earliest countries to endrose it was Isreal (Yeh the one and only). And the funny part is this was when there was direct morach rule. And half the world agreed. Where is that country now?

Why are we so blind? No body wants "World Peace". If there were a world peace, what would happen to that half of the world's wealth which has already been spent in Arms and Ammunations? Where would all these brave soilders be employeed?

King Gyanendra took a calculated risk. History was his biggest alie. Pakistan, Iraq (Pre 1990), Isreal and so many more had the world backing to crush terriosm. Then what went wrong here? Most probably Iraq, Afganistan, North Korea, Isreal and 9/11 are what went wrong. The world was busy watching these events to give a damn about that insignificant, small kingdom stuck between India and China. The slow and steady disintregation of the Country went unnoticed so these countries were un-prepared with their data when the Takeover happened. If only Moists had some link with Al-quaida or Saddam or Pyonyang would have the world supported the move. But some villagers in the remote part of the world were fighting for so called freedom just went unnoticed by the big guns.

The Kingdom of Mountains and Gods and Temples was the biggest looser post the cold war era. It went relatively unnoticed save for the few brainchilds of Nepalese Political followers. It had lost it's biggest barganning power at the world stage. China had distanced itself from the former Soviet Russia, relative calm prevailed between India and China and the hostilities of Indo-Pakistan was no concern at the time for the world. It's stragic location which was it's biggest assest (for those who don't know look at the world map and find south aisa) now became it's worst enemy. People looked at China, they looked at India and in the maze just lost track of that tiny bit country called Nepal. Only few die hard fans knew of it's existence of this long lost kingdom (remember freak street and the hippie movement it all started here. Yes the true exponent of the hippie movement was Nepal).

By the beginning of the 21st century "Nepal" became just another Cliché rememberd by different people for reasons of their own.

Coming on to the Royal Move and if it's justified then we all should let the Nepalese People decide on it. You cannot expect the creator of the problem to solve the problem. The root of the insurgency lies in the roots of the Nepalese Democracy. History is the only witness that whenever there has been a need to protect the people of Nepal, the Kings have steped up and taken a lead role be it Prithivi Narayan Shah or Tribhuvan or Mahendra or now Gyanendra.

I am not a supporter of the Palace or the King but for all the reasons that the world supported the coalation forces in their invasion of Iraq need to now support the King in bringing back the democracy in Nepal. He is after all the last king in the glorious history of the Shah Dynasty and the Kingdom of Nepal. Remeber this is one country which has withstood the test of time from the ambitious Mougal Empires to the British Raj. It's just another day for the brave soilders of this glorious country and they will yet again succeed however tough the task at hand.

Nepal has always been able to protect itself because of the bravery of it's people and the wit of it's rulers and this time around is going to be no different and yet another chapter in the History books will justify the cause.

Balance In Life

The best thing that I find about life is the way it balances itself given that we let it do it's job. For every moment of saddness there is a moment of happiness. Life has a strange way of balancing things. If it gives us sadness then it gives us frnds and family who give us the strength to survive. If it gives happiness and again it gives us frnds and family to share it with and give them strength in their sadness.

For every questions asked during sadness why don't we ask the same questions in moments of happiness. That's how unfair we are to life but it always responds back fairly. Cause it has to bring that balance in life.

HPY 2062

Wishing all the Readers and Welwishers a Very Happy New Year 2062. May this NY bring with it all the joy, peace, prosperity.

Best Compliments Ever

the best compliments that I ever got

In Professional life : When my boss asked me when he came to know I was leaving "We have to find another Bob. Where can we find such a person"

In Personal life : When I asked a frnd of mine wht should i get as a parting gift and the reply was "There is no gift that can top what you have already given me. You have made me felt loved and there isn't a more wonderful feeling"

Tragedy of the Sorts

A minister goes on a trip to US on an invitation from one of the Congressman. The Congressman takes the minister to his home aka palace. The minister is shocked and inquires about the source of the money. The congressman shows him a bridge on the outskirts and let’s in on the secret. Twenty percent off the top of that bridge construction fund.

The minister comes back and after about a year invites the congressman. He takes the congressman to his palace which was bigger and better then his. The congressman out of curiosity inquires about the funds for the building. The minister takes the congressman over to the river near his house and shows him the bridge. The congressman is surprised. He couldn’t see any bridge there. The minister laughs and says, 100% off the top of that bridge.

Isn’t it a tragedy? There is not a place or people that won’t be involved in a tragedy. The difference is absolute corruption versus a twenty percent corruption. Nepal is one country facing absolute corruption. As long as we don’t change this situation no matter what you do, no one will be able to bring any change. It’s so simple actually. Any kind of investment for the infrastructure would lead to improved earning for the people in the reason increasing their per capita income and their standard of living. Improved standard of living means more expenditure. So on and on which would finally result in more income for the state. A rich state always means rich people.

But this all starts from educated and ethical bureaucrats. This all starts from people willing to put their personal interest behind them.

The best way to pay for a lovely moment is to enjoy it

Tomorrow is the birthday of a very close and dear friend of mine. I just not am able to decide on what to give her.

Doing some refection of what would be most ideal gift that I could receive from someone the answer that I came across was what another close and dear friend told me once before going away for her studies. The best gift that you can give me, you have already given me. "You have made me fell loved like no other. This has brought meaning to my life. There is nothing you can give or do that can change the relationship or give me more pleasure in receiving."

Isn't life strange. The best things in life are free if you just know the right place to look for it. We are receving gifts from ppl which holds more meaning everyday without ever realising it. Sit down for a moment and think about it. Think about all the wonderful moments you have spent in your life and all the ppl you have spent with. Would you trade that for one bit. Not me. I would not trade this life with any other cause the ppl I have met along the way have brought meaning to me that I just can't afford to trade.

At 22 I have a career, respect, and most importantly love and friendship that would last a person a life time. The only thing missing is that special love from that special person. Not saying that other ppls in my life are not special or their love not special, I hope you get the meaing. I am lucky to have two very special ppl in my life and to have recieved their love (not the two ppl mentioned above). But what I miss is not being able to give back that love to them.

Is there anything called Unconditional love?? I believe in it. When thinking abt this a line from the movie "Laws of Attraction" comes to mind. "When you love somebody, I believe you should be unselfish to give them what they want." And he gives a divorce to the girl he loves cause she askes for it. I believe in that kind of love. Love is not something you can capture in your fist. It's some thing you capture in your heart. And unlike something captured in your fist, it will not blow away when you open your heart.

Life is special in itself and love is something that makes it just that much more special. Love addes the same kind of meaning to life that a painter addes to a piece of paper/canvas and a artist adds to a piece of stone/wood.

Well there are a lot more things that I would like to say but running out of time some other time may be.

This friend of mine asked for a Ferraie. I can't give it to her now but one day i certainly will cause.....

My latest Purchase

In my ever quest to better myself and read books that hold meaning to me I came across this great book from Richard Bach. Here are two of most enduring para from the book the rest u judge urself if it is worth reading.

"If the child-we-were asked us today for the best we've learned from living, what would we tell, and what would we discover in return?"

"My truth has been a long time refining, I've explored and drilled for it with hope and intuition, filtered and condensed it the best I could with reflection, then run it through my engines, wary at first, to see what would happen"

This one is from another book by the same author. Just wanted to mention it:
"Finding ourselves is like flying an ancient biplane coast-to-coast: there are storms ahead, but once we've started, it's too late to turn back."

Some Personal Life Update

Have been writing a lot about my thoughts and feelings on different subjects and topics and it had been sometime since I wrote something of my own personal update. Life has been going good for the past month or so. Been to goa for my vacation was a load of fun and now looking for a new adventure. Still waiting from universities for their reply on whether i have been accpeted or not. Though have had positive response from all round. Still waiting. This waiting has been the frustrating part of the life.

There has been steady and continuos work flow at the office. So that part of the life is still preety gr8. Enjoying my life working. Though these days have become less of a workacholic. The evening routine of going to New Road has resumed again after over a yrs break. Sister is back home right now for a couple of weeks so tht's good too.

Days are getting warmer and longer now and nights are shorter. Have made a couple of new chat frnds these days and have been chatting with them. though i still don't understand the use of it. I mean I am never going to meet them or anything but just chatting I find it a waste of time but at the same time knowing a few more ppl never hurt anyone. Seems I am preety popular amongst the Indian girls croud. Have had a lot of word of mouth advertisment from different places.

Well what else is there. Guess life has gone into a routine. So there is hardly anything worth notind down. Past couple of months have been the most stagnent of my life. But it feels to get off the fast track once in a while and let things happen at its own pace. But this is going to be the last month like that. Next month onwards back to the old pace and into the fast track. Well meet you soon with a new update.

I felt loved & that's all It matters

No Regrets

I one fine day when I wake up and there standing in the door way I find death. He has come to take me and if I can say with content that yes this is the right time for me to go with no regrets. That for me is a successful and a meaningful life. A life of achievement and content with no regrets of leaving things behind.

The greatest compliment to life can only given by death for the way it was lived and the meaning it gave to others lifes.

I have loved her the day Ii set my eyes on her and I love her today and I have loved her every single second in between that. What I dream of is a man who will discover her and she will discover a man who will love her, who is worthy of her, who is of this world, of this time and has the grace and compassion and fortitude to walk beside her as she makes her way through this beautiful thing called life. And I hope that man in HER life is ME.

In the United States Christmas has become the rape of an idea

:Jonathan is that brilliant little fire that burns within us all, that lives only for those moments when we reach perfection:::Richard Bach

Some of the best sentences from some of the greatest book by Richard Bach

Enjoy

About my faith

Do you believe in God? If you do, then you must definitely believe in devil. The counter balance. If you believe in good you have to believe in evil. Jesus and Satan go hand in hand. But do I really believe in god? It’s a yes and a no. Yes is because I do believe in god but no since I don’t believe in the conventional god. Conventional?? You know the almighty savior of the world. The single being behind the human and the protector and the punisher of all and blah blah…

My god is different. He is not there to award you or punish you. He is not there to keep our records so that our after life can be decided. He does not provide justice cause he is not a judge. God for me a driving force, my moral support, the last person I can believe in when I have lost faith on myself. I can’t believe in a god who sits out there handing out entry tickets to heaven and hell on the price that we have paid in our lifes. I can’t believe in a god who causes disasters to punish the unworthy and kills people for a grand design. I can’t believe in a god whose wisdom I can’t question. My god has no wisdom. I can question his action anytime I like. My god is all giving. He keeps track of no sins. Anyone who wants to believe in him can do so and have faith in him. When you have no one and feeling lonely he will be there for you with no regards to your religion, faith and actions.

My god does not believe in grand destiny. He does not interfere with mother nature. A doctor with however noble cause will suffer if not careful. A thief/robber however evil will not be struck by lightening just when walking down the street.

I read somewhere the meaning of peace is to be able to stay relaxed and grow in the midst of chaos and help your fellow beings. My god gives me that peace and nothing more. For everything else there is nature and a set of rules that will be followed no matter what and that guarantees that no one can interfere with life making it possible for us to lead it normally. Otherwise think of a world which was made up of exceptions for good and bad people how chaotic would that be.

Go GoA!!

Vacation in ages

Back to where I started after 2 weeks of total vacation. Goa is certainly a place to be but not if you looking for peace and quite then goto someplace in the himalayas. Hip and happening at the beaches during the day and at clubs during the night. Hardly slept for more than an hour on average. The earliest I reached the hotel was 3 and the latest was 6 in the mornig. By the end of the fift day I was in a state where i needed a vacation from my vacation you know just sit down and enjoy life at a slow pace so did the the rest of the week.

And Life goes on

People have been asking me y I haven’t been updating my blog. Well I would have loved to tell that I was overwhelmed by the recent tragedy and all choked up to write but tht’s not true. Death never made a difference to me. Actually overwhelming work and all tht preparation for the further study kept me busy and as I have been saying I am not a writer so writing those essays for all the colleges took all out from my creative nature which I don’t have anywz. Anyway I am guess I am back and with this blog I want to talk about the lives that was lost. A hundred and fifty thousand lives is not a joke and with this a hundred fifty thousand families affected. I mean over a million lives have been directly touched and the rest were indirectly touched. There are two train of thought that’s going on in my mind right now.

I read this somewhere: “what drives human life” answer “HOPE”. The only thing true about life is hope and dream. So much life lost, so much property destroyed. Is if for nothing? Will this mean the end of the world? No. simple reason Hope and Dream. The beautiful thing and the only thing about life is hope. The ability to dream.

As I write this I am watching “Imran Khan: Rendezvous with Simi Garewal”. Pain can also be a positive experience. It forces you do a lot of soul searching. The end of this hardship is a stronger human being. But too much pain is not also good. It breaks you down. And a broken man is no good like a broken heart or a broken bridge. These things can be mended but not a broken life. No way.

But as I was saying hope is a wonderful thing. We go to sleep with a hope of a better tomorrow. We get out of bed in the morning in hope of a wonderful day ahead. Our each action, our each thought is driven by a hope. And this hope is founded on our dreams. Dreams of reaching the stars - touching a sky. A hope guided by a dream is the strongest weapons of all. It can take on an army of a million men or see of the mightiest of the natural disasters with a shrug. Einstein, Shakespeare, Edison, Blake, de Vinci, Hitler you name it, all had a dream and hope and they achieved what tens of billions of people could not achieve. Greatness is few and far apart but behind every greatness is a dream and an undying hope that one day they can achieve that dream.

This disaster will separate the truly great from amongst the boys. The lives left behind are going to be much stronger and will lead the nations to a path which hundreds and thousands of lives before this couldn’t. history will be littered with stories of bravery and courage and frndship and hope and dream that this tragedy is going to leave behind and a new human experience will be left behind.

Well well well, I just do not seem to be able to stop once I get started. There is so much to write. So much to share. But then time is always the limit. I have been writing my feelings and sharing with you guys. I would love to hear you people too. Pls leave a comment if you can and have the time to do so. It would really make my day. U can write anything u like. Leave ideas or suggestions and pls help me improve my writing. I am a horrible writer.

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