A place for me to speak-out. A chance for my soul to seek...
' Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue, the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half light, I would spread the cloths under your feet;
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams '
- William Butler Yeats
Friday, January 15, 2010
LINKS OF TINTIN EBOOKS ...
Bucket Sandhi
Sunday, December 20, 2009
It's an empty vessel
A young farmer was covered with sweat as he paddled his boat up the river. He was going upstream to deliver his produce to the village and he was in a hurry. It was a hot day and he wanted to make his delivery and get home before dark. As he looked ahead, he spotted another vessel, heading rapidly downstream towards his boat. It was coming at a good pace too. This farmer rowed furiously to get out of the way, but it did not seem to help.
He yelled at the other vessel, “Change direction, you idiot! You are going to hit me. The river is wide. Change your course". His screaming was of no use. The other vessel hit his boat with a big loud thud. He was enraged as he stood up and cried out to the other vessel. “Stupid! How could you manage to hit my boat in the middle of this wide river? What is wrong with you? "
And as he looked at the other vessel he realized that there was no one in the other boat. He was screaming at an empty vessel that had broken free of its moorings and was going downstream with the current.
The lesson is very simple.
There is never anyone in the other boat.
When we are angry we are screaming at an empty vessel.
All of us know people who drive us crazy, whom we hate to the core with passion. We may have spent countless hours reliving the moments when this person was unfair, unappreciative or inconsiderate to us. Even remembering this person pumps up our blood pressure.
The best way of dealing with people like this is to not let them make us angry. Getting angry doesn’t help in improving the situation and life is too short to waste on feeling bad or staying with grudges.
Next time when there is a surge of anger in you, just remember this.
There is never anyone in the other boat. It’s an empty vessel always
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Thursday, November 26, 2009
Is Baar Nahin - Not Anymore
Below is a wonderful poem written by Prasoon Joshi on account of the 26\11 attacks. After an year these words still resound through every walls and every streets of the mumbaikars....
No... No... Lets just dont divide ourselves for the thakrey's barbarious desciples and takers of his rubbish philosophies wont bear a word as if the term mumbaikar is theirs alone...
Whatever... Here it goes... I'll also get u the transilated text for you guyz.. I guess i've found it in some blog if so shall post the link in the comments.. do watch out....
Is Baar Nahin - Not Anymore
Is baar jab woh choti si bachchi mere
paas apni kharonch le kar aayegi
Main use phoo phoo kar nahin behlaoonga
Panpaney doonga uski tees ko
Is baar nahin
Is baar jab main chehron par dard likha dekhoonga
Nahin gaoonga geet peeda bhula dene wale
Dard ko risney doonga' utarney doonga andar gehrey
Is baar nahin
Is baar main na marham lagaoonga
Na hi uthaoonga ruee ke phohey
Aur na hi kahoonga ki tum aankhein band karlo,
gardan udhar kar lo main dawa lagata hoon
Dikhney doonga sabko, hum sabko khuley nangey ghaav
Is baar nahin
Is baar jab uljhaney dekhoonga, chatpatahat dekhoonga
Nahin daudoonga uljhee dor lapetney
Uljhaney doonga jab tak ulajh sake
Is baar nahin
Is baar karm ka hawala de kar nahin uthaoonga auzaar
Nahin karoonga phir se ek nayee shuruaat
Nahin banaoonga misaal ek karmyogi ki
Nahin aaney doonga zindagi ko aasani se patri par
Utarney doonga usey keechad main,
tedhey medhey raston pe
Nahin sookhney doonga deewaron par laga khoon
Halka nahin padneydoonga uska rang
Is baar nahin banney doonga usey itna laachaar
ki paan ki peek aur khoon ka fark hi khatm ho jaye
Is baar nahin
Is baar ghawon ko dekhna hai
Gaur se thoda lambe wakt tak
Kuch faisley
Aur uskey baad hausley
kahin toh shuruat karni hee hogi
Is baar yahi tay kiya hai...
[PRASOON JOSHI]
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Distrust - Broken Hearts...
Sometimes people close to your heart are so unreasonable that you tend to doubt the basic trust which you have on them, for so many many years...
Whose fault is it ?
What do we do ??
Just brush aside and console yourself that the world is becoming one hard place to live ???
Don't trust anyone ????
The only person to trust is yourself ?????
What is the point in living, when we aren't going to trust anyone ??????
I don't have an answer yet.... Hopefully life will teach me soon!!!
Trust is hard earned.
Trust earned can be lost in a moment by a small mistake.
Trust lost is hard to rebuild.
Don't make false promises !!
Keep up your words!!
Be reasonable!!
Be True... Atleast to yourself !!!
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Friday, November 20, 2009
Hope.... The Elixir Of Life
Not knowing what else i do not know
Seems im straying away as i had lost track of my life
Besieged by ire, haplessness, sloth, dissent and strife
The roads i've tread seems so far away
While everything thatz me is totally retarded
And all your distant dreams have fatally departed
Asking the glimmering stars as to why ?
Why was I not the chosen one ??
Why should I die as yet another one ???
Why is this life so mean and nasty than fun ??
Is it so that the happiness is a perception of life
I guess its a deception thatz so shoddy & naive
And says dreams cannot die, be doomed to furl.
They transform and haunt you for all your days
Till you come to terms with your ways but never frays.
full of hopes like those stories as a kid you were told.
The Beauty of life that I can now see
For i guess i've got new wings up to flee
The fight is on for I must to be free
I shall not give up for i stand reformed
From dreams to reality Now i hope to be transformed
and makes it a journey so exciting to ride
Worry not for you have miles to go before you sleep
For there is no time to whine and weep.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
N on Track !!!!
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Saturday, October 17, 2009
The End Game Begins !!!
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Betrayal - Yet again...
much harder to digest.
Sunday, September 06, 2009
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Thursday, September 03, 2009
~~~ My métier no more ~~~
The quick 3 minute ride in the elevator to the basement from the 94th storey paled in comparison to the arduous climb floor by floor – stair by stair he made to reach the place he called home for the past four years or possibly more than he could remember. He had a whole new world waiting for him, new horizons to explore, new trails to leave behind, lots of apprehensions and a whole lot of excitement, but he wasn’t on the 94th floor no more and it felt unfamilar.
I feel like that guy now as I try to stay afloat in a deluge of nostalgia I am besieged by. It was a passionate journey with fervent enthusiasm paving the way to where I felt I had found my true métier. The association may have been sudden but I asseverate I sure woolgathered long and hard about it . Each time I debated as a student upholding its monopolistic ways, each time I glanced at its founder’s signature on a xanthous piece of paper carefully tucked away in my wallet, each time I powered on my window to the world, I wanted to see myself inside it with a seething desire to be a spoke in the wheel that drove the entire industry. I can still smell the stench of accomplishment emanating from every pore of my skin when I knew I was finally there, to stay, the very first time, raring to take on my fraternity and come out a proud man.
The charm and the zest, however, dwindled with time as the ennui of work began to set in but it sure was an eventful ride, One that showed me the prejudiced and mediocre minds full of vanity and pretence and the one that left me with bragging rights of having influenced, even if in miniscule proportions, a huge portion of humanity.
I dont particularly like the eeriness of the defeat. The muteness and the humility that comes with it. I had always wanted to associate myself with the ruthlessness of victory and haughtiness of it. And still remaining humble is what is iam to me. But things aren’t the same since i embarked on my endeavour for a wild goose chase.
I feel like Iam off the wagon now and for the good, (though i still scuff along down to peril) pursuing something else which over time has become the fancy of my imagination but as I look back I feel strange realizing that I am yet to find my true métier after all.
PS: I seriously wanted to post something cheerful from the brighter days of my life back then. But can’t help with as the situations are getting worser ever day for me. Do stick with me pals for i need you all the most now which gives the strength to fight and lead the rebellion. I shall see the light of the day someday or other.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Oblivion - Endless Road Of Misery
Along the bay watching those ships steer by
Marching towards their destiny they cruise
I was Trying to make sense to my life since it all went aloof
Watching my entire life just passing me by
Too scared to leave, too frightened to stay
Wondering how do I get through one more cloudy day
Mapped out with directions, compass in hand
Instead I am on the road to oblivion
Miserable inside, yet I go on pretending i'll move on
Time and again misery keeps following me on
Trying to realize where it all had gone wrong
Who was I once and what I have become
Trapped in the past for too long
With diminishing hopes as days pass on
Wondering if i'll find a way back into life
No matter how hard I run, Im still gasping for breath in the same cage
Sometimes it seems as eons have passed me by
Waiting like a lonely moon and crying within the infinite sky
Not knowing what lies ahead more mistakes to make
But through it all I still keep walking on
Following me, the Darkness still keeps stalking on
I still keep walking on this endless road of misery
Loneliness ahead, emptiness behind
wondering how long can I go on?
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Independent India - Musings on the IDay 63
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
There is Light at the end of the tunnel...
No.. No... wait... this isn't just another musing about how deplorable a state im in these days,to the contrary this is about how i just overcame one of those impedes which gave me a bit of confidence that i too shall see the light at the end of the tunnel.
Needless to say how pathetic a state am i in overall. But just one of those components of it is my talking. I've been talking mindlessly over everything. I've even beento meetings where i've uttered statements without knowing what i meant and presumably my words absolutely meant nothing. it made absolute indifference of either my words neither my presence.
I wasn't this bad afterall for i had a good vocabulary to choose words from within, had taken several seminars and took a few concept lectures for my juniors and even for M.Tech's, I've done a few papers and did my own project presentations including those hectic review meetingswhere ppl will shoot point-blank questions only about why i've not done those things and about how wrong a path im in. I took them all in their stride, i managed my life pretty well those days. Never been frustrated and was always cool when it matters most esp. those intense presentations and question hours. There were some significant comments even from my guides about how jocular i am when i took those seminars. I've always enjoyed interactions. But days have rolled now.... I guess its enough boasting off and now where where were I ???
It was one of those presentations where-in I had to present something (a work we did in our dept.) with few big ppls (they claim so !!) around. I had a lot of points to make and few chords to strike at the right time.As usual I fainted and blabbered incessantly as my words meant nothing even to me and feeling which i scrambled to safe mode and managed to salvage few bits of those messes i left and in process forgot all those points i had in mind, which in-turn evidently resulted as questions which neither me nor my boss enjoyed as it'd raise unwarranted fingers at ppl's ability and so forth which are applicable to every corporates as if a norm.
And then stood my boss who handled things from there and took it in his shoulders to shoo away them all which he did pretty well. I felt ashamed of having done more than few bits of work, i failed to make an impact. And thatis what counts out here the place where i work.
That night i repented for what i did (But can't help myself), was angry at myself and was equally quizeed as to why have i become so deterred, so weak now,and most importantly so soon. It was evident by then that i am running low on confidence. I wasn't feeling that positive enough and those ruthlessspirit, confidence and hope i had carried had faded away considerably. Iam not sure at myself these days. But the worst part is i could hardly do anything about it now.
The very next day called my boss to tell me how unhappy he was (he never used to tell that even though i flopped and always fell short of his yardstick, he'd only talk about the positives).But that was a very different person i was speaking to. Actually i was happy that somone is pointing my mistakes and to which i meekly listened. He was telling how bad i sounded when i actually stood there stumbling for words. And told me that the problem wasn't my language or fear (coz i never had feard ppl in ranks. I always speak of what i think explicitly irrespective of their position). But it was indeed my thinking which has to be changed, he said.
To which i returned null. For a moment I had though he must've been to one of those inspirational management Programmes or to those lectures about how to motivate others et al. But thankfully he made sense. He knew exacly what was the problem with me (My talking).
He said "you are always thinking about the points you wanted to make and are waiting for that time and in-turn failing to say what has to be said until then. And thinking about the next sentence everytime you are always failing to say what has to be said now." WHich sounded a bitnormal advice and those typecast advice given by the experts but when thought upon made much sense and to my surprise, alas! i've found answer to one of myumteen questions.
It took me a while as I began my course correction measures. I started from thinking where did i get this habit from and found out that i was actually learning those times to play guitar and was having trouble following the notes in which always i had to see the notes ahead and how should i changemy fingers subsequently but should play what is on the present time also following the beats. I struggled really hard to cope up with all these and in-turn had been thinking about what i had to say next even when i speak. This really took some time to sink-in.
But i think im really able to manage things better now. Had a important meeting with few ppl last week (non-official and non-personal... no raising of eyebrows, it ends here...) i was really thankful to my boss for the first time since i met him for really giving me a reformativefeedback for the first time. And if only he could give reasons\feedbacks for all the scrutinizing he did or for what he did for me so for i could've changed myself to cope with what was really expected of me. (Seriously, I still do not know... and is worth an introspection)
That being said, this was really helpful for me as a person and to groom myself for the so called professional life. And most importantly gave me a bit of confidence to believe that i too could see some light and have helped me in keeping my hope alive. Thanks to him for I couldn'ttell this directly to him which would mean the otherwise (especially this month :)... Never mind im confident and have no big expectations for i know what is it that counts in this part of the world..)
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
How do you plan to develop the country.
collaborate for the common goal.
Vande Matraram....
tu he paas bi naye laga he..........
taai manne vanakkam....
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Musings : what i am today...
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Life has started to move on...
Just thought of tell u im very much alive to trouble for days to come... Cheerz mates
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Allah ke bande - Translation
An wonderful translation of Allah ke bande... Inspired by the sufi poetry...
crossposted from - tat tvam asi
Toota Toota Ek Parinda Aise Toota An angel was so badly broken
Ke Phir Jud Naa Paaya That he could not be healed
Loota Loota Kisne Usko Aise Loota Somebody stole (the wings) from the angel
Ke Phir Ud Naa Paaya Till he was unable to fly
O O O O Toota Toota Ek Parinda Aise Toota
Ke Phir Jud Naa Paaya
Loota Loota Kisne Usko Aise Loota
Ke Phir Ud Naa Paaya
Girta Hua Woh Asma Se he fell from the sky
Aakar Gira Zameen Par Onto the earth
Khwabon Mein Phir Bhi Badal Hi The Yet in his dreams there were still only clouds
Woh Kehta Raha Magar And he kept saying
Ke Allah Ke Bande Hasde Allah Ke Bande that the people of Allah will always stay happy (laughing)
Allah Ke Bande Hasde Jo Bhi Ho Kal Phir Aayega The people of Allah will always be laughing... whatever happens, there will always be another day
Allah Ke Bande Hasde Allah Ke Bande
Allah Ke Bande Hasde Jo Bhi Ho Kal Phir Aayega
Kho Ke Aapne Par Hi To Usne Tha Ud Naa Sikha Only after losing his wings did he learn to fly
Kho Ke Aapne Par Hi To O O O
Kho Ke Aapne Par Hi To Usne Tha Ud Naa Sikha
Gham Ko Aapne Saath Mein Lele Dard Bhi Tere Kaam Aayega Take your sorrow with you, for the pain will be of use to you
Allah Ke Bande Hasde Allah Ke Bande
Allah Ke Bande Hasde Jo Bhi Ho Kal Phir Aayega
Allah Ke Bande Hasde Allah Ke Bande
Allah Ke Bande Hasde Jo Bhi Ho Kal Phir Aayega
Aa Aa Aaa
Tukde Tuke Ho Gaya Tha Har Sapna Jab Woh Toota He broke into pieces when every dream of his broke
Tukde Tuke Ho Gaya Tha Aa Aaa Aa
Tukde Tuke Ho Gaya Tha Har Sapna Jab Woh Toota
Bhikre Tukdon Mein Allah Ki Marzi Ka Manzar Paayega It is only in the scattered pieces of your dreams that you will find the meaning of Allah's Will.
Allah Ke Bande Hasde Allah Ke Bande
Allah Ke Bande Hasde Jo Bhi Ho Kal Phir Aayega
Allah Ke Bande Hasde Allah Ke Bande
Allah Ke Bande Hasde Jo Bhi Ho Kal Phir Aayega
Allah Ke Bande Hasde Allah Ke Bande
Allah Ke Bande Hasde Jo Bhi Ho Kal Phir Aayega
Allah Ke Bande Hasde Allah Ke Bande
Allah Ke Bande Hasde Jo Bhi Ho Kal Phir Aayega
Allah Ke Bande Hasde Allah Ke Bande
Monday, June 08, 2009
World T20 - A Review and Preview
Hi all
This is Rajesh friend of Subramani (chuppandi), I am back with one more article on cricket after the “Half way analysis on IPL”; this is time on the current World T20 ICC tournament. This is a review of the first two rounds in the group stage and a preview of the upcoming stages in the tournament.
Most importantly the qualification criterion of
Review
Two rounds in Group stage of the T20 world cup have come to an end yesterday.
Group A –
As expected t20 champions have qualified to next round but has some niggles in the team and in the performances too, hope they rectify it before they face
Group D –
Expected stuff, both the giants thrashed Scots and entered next round, but the game between them tomorrow speaks a lot for their momentum and supremacy in their group.
Group C –
Group of death given the way for Hell to
Group B –
What to turn around within a couple of days, Dutch beat English who then was considered as out of the tournament as Pakistanis were in good form and yesteryear’s runner up tag, but england’s win against Pakistan put back in the groove for England who qualified for next round irrespective of the result on today’s match.
What
Preview
Super Eight
Due to some upsets the super eight may lack some firepower and glamour. How the teams stack up in the next round irrespective of their ranks in the group stage?
Group E India
Group F
Group E is tougher comparatively where
With passion for Cricket
Rajesh Kumar R
