Pleasing 'peace'

The more we sweat in peace...
The less we bleed in war!

The Outline of Divinity

Her love endures…
Her smile inspires…

It’s a magical spell of emotion of one’s life time, when one do accompany his mother irrespective of the duration. When she’s there around, inner sole feels like it is covered with an awesome quality of love and affection, the purest of its kind! It does encourage when she accompanies in one’s moment of success. She’s all practical n pure, what we see is exactly what we get.

She is all for you to strengthen YOU…
She is there for you to cater YOU…

Some times it happens that her doings may be unclear to us, rather we may fail in filing them, but she wins her desire with no solid input except the so called love that has grown with her. Love!… may be it’s more than love! Time makes us to forget some memories and some memories make us to forget time, if it is authenticated then the memories of her top the list.

A mother is a mother, no matter how you are…
She tries to make you lovable, no matter how things are…

It’s routine that when things fall in place for us, we love our surrounding and we feel like they all are nurturing. But the greatness of motherhood never allows a mother to hate her guys, whatsoever the situation is. There exists the demanding side of her, inculcating the habit of loving things even after knowing them from top to bottom.

After all, it’s unstoppable if once this topic is ignited. But it has to be stopped somewhere around!

These words are dedicated to the truth called “MOTHER”.

She is the origin of humanity.
She is the outline of divinity.

BUSY?

Busy person is not the one,

who does not get time for few things.

Busy person is the one,

who adjusts his time for every thing!

“It HAPPENS”

It takes ages to answer few feelings; It may not happen with our rituals but it happens with certain moments for sure, it’s a known fact though!

I have had another perk adding to my untidy thoughts.

While I was watching the IPL match between Deccan and Mumbai last night, it happened that I had to get excited when the Indian cricketing maestro marched back to the pavilion with no solid runs on board. VERY quickly I got to know the mood that I was in, the simple reason was that I was supporting Deccan and he was playing for Mumbai. And I almost hated myself for a fraction of a second! I had to stir my past to analyze the conspiracy, I call it.

Even after many match winning knocks (Though people say that he has never done it, I just can’t entertain that thought even if it is just for a while) and even after almost unachievable cricketing carrier, he has never given himself room to be placed in the list of the rejected. I admire him for the way he presents himself on and off the field; it’s simply superb, isn’t it? Had he not been like that, he would have never accomplished the deserved.

Coming back to the topic, last night the match was ended up with an unlikely bowling hero, Rohit sharma and an article in the form of this! And yes, certainly the simple feeling as I said was the origin, I wanted to conclude the same, but could not revert back with a robust answer.

It’s not been the only incident, I felt the same with many other cricketers, to support whom I go crazy when they take part in Team India. And I heard the same feeling from many of my friends. It’s neither strange nor tricky. If you agree that supporting Indian team in the world cup is nothing wrong, then you are bound to agree that supporting one’s home team in a tournament like IPL has nothing to do with a longing discussion. All in all ‘it happens’ every now and then!

Happy Marriage Day ... Mom and Dad :)

On this special day
I wish you with my strength, given by you
I thank you with my emotion, taught by you
I admire you with my heart, created by you
And
I promise you my life, invented by you

Ever Yours... Pramoda

All’s well with us

All’s well with us,
To bestow our motherland for her lusty rubies
To thank our parents for their rejuvenating efforts
To respect our teachers for exhorting the generations

All’s well with us,
To outweigh the heartfelt calamities
To purge our minds of irredeemable thoughts
To challenge the scorching surroundings

All’s well with us,
To terrorize the squeaky terrorism for its lack of guts to live healthy
To rattle the sonorous slogans of politicians for backstabbing the polity
To spatter the traitors for living life with a worst possible scalability

All’s well with us,
To encourage the disappointed, who may maul their past the other day
To energize the transfixed, who may cultivate their goals in a best possible way
To amuse our insider with our restless streak, for immunizing us every day

After all, All’s well with us and the other side would be where we could not breathe in!

Give it a try!

Your behavior may not effects one’s ability when one can feel you for himself
But…
It is surely going to effect one’s ability incredibly when one takes you to his heart;
When one can feel you for yourself…

It is all your own responsibility to filter out who feels you for yourself …
It is you and only you, who can successfully do that.
If not you, no one else exists to replace yourself …
Remember, if you miss them for any reason…At the end of the day, you are all alone…!!

Everyone who feels you may not be compatible to your heart … but that’s where one’s intelligence has to take part … Handling the things which are not meant to be!!

Life is not about searching the shadow when the sun is shining,
where it may end before you could find the shadow…
Life is all about creating the shadow,
where your little thought may last forever!

A chat with my Insider :)

It routes one’s life if one can entertain it … It is the ‘thought’!
It irradiates one’s attitude if one can hold it … It is the ‘hope’!
It demonstrates one’s heart if one can dare to be himself … It is the ‘behavior’!
It traumatizes one’s pain if one can remember it … It is the ‘smile’!
It redefines one’s scalability if one can spare time for it … It is the ‘dream’!
And
It adds value to one’s lifetime if one can recall it … It is the ‘past life of his own’!

When I stand before a mirror, every time I feel like I am the most deserved; I can never believe that I’m loosing my time day by day; I feel like I’m growing for a better tomorrow, and of course it is an obvious feature of human mind, but I can’t stay without saying that there is an uniqueness in everyone, which can’t easily be given away and that will be known to us when we question our heart besides our mind.

What come out when I call my mind and my heart sequentially?
Let us see … I’ll do it now itself…

Going back to my childhood days …

My mind speaks to me about …
… The days when I was very studious and curious
… The times when I cried unstoppably
… The games I played with my schoolmates and colony mates

But the same thing when I ask my heart it comes back with…

… The day when I quarreled with my grand mother
… The day when my mother stopped me from writing a letter to an upcoming film star
… The moment I cried when South Africa lost world cup-1999 semifinal to Australia

Next from my Intermediate days …

My mind speaks to me about …
… The sleepless nights before a week-end exam
… The tension that I felt about EAMCET
… The roommates and friends with whom I shared my days

But the same thing when I ask my heart it comes back with…
… The day when my parents left me in hostel
… The day when my principle sir scolded me for feeling nervous about the exams
… The days when I felt extremely depressed, really I died within myself.



Next from my B.Tech days …

My mind speaks to me about …
… The sleepless nights before exams and the jokes we played just before the exam time.
… The tension that I felt about my campus placement
… The roommates and friends with whom I shared my days and my views
… The ragging period
… The back bench seating and teasing my friends
… The time of preparing Maggie and lemon rice in hostel
… The gossips that we played with

But the same thing when I ask my heart it comes back with…
… The day when I lost my grand mother
… The day when I went to sea shore with my friends
… Farewell day
… My placement day and the GATE result day
… The frequent tears of my mother, consoling dad

Next from my M.Tech days …

My mind speaks to me about …
… The long standing hours that I spent in our lab
… The tension that I felt about my campus placement
… The frequent preparations of food items
… The gossips that we played with
… The parties and roaming with friends
… The dinner at A.P. Bhavan and a walk to India gate with my dear ones

But the same thing when I ask my heart it comes back with…
… The day when I lost my scholarship
… The day when I went to Taj Mahal with my people
… My placement day and the final project presentation day
… The appreciation after my project work from my professor, because of whom I had lost my scholarship
… The last chat with my M.tech project guide
… My convocation day

These are the few moments which I would like to keep here. There are certain changes in my days, which reintroduced me to myself. So far, if you clearly observe what my heart said, you would certainly catch my way of living life.

Till my intermediate I used to take sad moments to my heart, I could never control my tears. It does not mean that I could never felt happy, but I could not be able to capture those beautiful moments in to my heart. That’s why I used to feel little shy and less energetic.

But my own days have quickly turned me around. Since day one in my B.Tech, I tried to change myself and the process of changing never ends. Now I make myself comfortable according to the conditions. I see things which come in my way, I accept them and perhaps I renew them time to time.

After exploring these moments I feel like I have added value to my lifetime, which get consumed while preparing this lengthy chat with my insider.

It’s too early to say all these but I believe that it deserves to be right here, right now.

“Working with mind may not make every thing possible… But working with heart can do it always”

Its another challenge again!

It was a magical piece of cricket when all of the franchises had to give away their best skills in all respects in their every outing in the middle, starting from campaigning of the respective teams to the show of professionalism. It was a nice piece of play which had gifted the glittering title to the “Rajasthan Royals”, it was a huge moment to the players when their captain was holding the trophy proudly. On the other side it ruined the desire of “Deccan Chargers” to win the same title, the team which had looked flamboyant on the paper but ended up with the last spot in the tournament.

Nevertheless, the season-1 of IPL has challenged many with its charismatic juncture throughout and it continues with this season, with a difference of the venues. Some teams are looking extremely powerful at the moment but we will have to wait and see till the end, as we know that every move can change a game!

So far rain has been the only contender round the teams. Let’s hope that the chill won’t be lost by us anymore…

For me this time, its “Deccan Chargers” or “Mumbai Indians” or “Delhi Daredevils” to bag the title, not because of the places but because of the players. And I wish the fans to enjoy their best :)

Keep Rocking!!

Safe hands of Human...

They believe that every human being has been created by god, but still they feel the difference among themselves, ironically the difference is on the name of ‘GOD’ itself.

They believe that every moment they live has been shaped by god, but still they blame someone when the truth has to be accepted.

They believe that every doing is architected by god, but still they curse the person who has done the bad.

…………

And the list goes on!

Belief is the most energetic one in this universe; belief is the beauty of human life;

A belief should be the one that would stabilize human’s emotions.

It should be the one that would probably be an end line for one’s imbalances.

Belief should be the one which can spread love and which makes us lovable!

When a belief fails to help in any of these regards, probably it can be one’s own imagination of believing something; it can be one’s unacceptable fear that makes him to categorize his own days of life; it can be one’s way of loosing the way of life from the safe hands of his very own.

There is something which every human being has got to do with… The happiness blossoms when one can successfully accomplish it!

The beauty of the nature comes out when one can win one’s own self but not when one defeats the other.

Never mind what the globe has got in her store, but one thing for sure is that it has been racing around with an unimaginable energy of its front runners, human beings it name them.

Whatever may be the reason behind the good/bad things that happen across the globe, let us not forget that they should unite us, and not divide us!!

Have a worthy time :)

I would be grateful if you could keep me updated with your views.

And... She Wins... :)

And for the first time ever, a Female Indian Idol ... :)

Sourabhee Debbarma - The new Indian Idol

I repeat my words from my last post - Indians are good at their choices...!!! Infact... "Indians are best at their choices"...

Congratulations Sourabhee and Thank You- U made my many fridays and saturdays and finally a single & much awaited sunday with your Charismatic & Rocking Idol Juncture.

Jai Ho !!!

My 'Indian Idol' Tale...:)

They used to say that this is a kind of platform which can make someone from Nobody to Somebody... I'm inline with it.

***

My sweet sister yamini introduced me to this show, by saying that she wanted to see ‘Abhijit Sawant’ as an Indian Idol, since he was rocking the show with a winsome voice and heart winning skills and she was so excited when she was about to explain about the show. I really could not feel the Idol fever at that moment and just took it easy, but I wanted him to become Idol since she would be happy watching it. That was during Indian Idol season 1.

Later for the next season, again I heard about Indian Idol in news saying that ‘Karunya’ from Andhra Pradesh, entered into the finale and news channels were campaigning for him insisting to vote for him, just because he was from Andhra … I wondered when this reason, religion etc feelings would be placed beneath the true talent! Again I did not vote, cause I never witnessed their singing talent and even I felt it some thing rubbish to become part of the Andhra Mania. But when I heard that the other contestant, Sandeep Acharya won the Indian Idol title for that season, I felt happy for both of them, but there was a narrow feeling when I read that the other person got the votes(in Idol lingo) mostly from the northern India. But ok, not really so surprising to me, as already Andhra asked to vote its guy!

Later the Indian Idol season 3… surprisingly, it was already the Finale again by the time I came to know that the show was going on. Prashant Tamang and Amit Paul were struggling to grab the Idol title for that season. It was during my M.Tech 3rd semester. I remember, just during that time T20 world cup was also going on and it was also hosting its semis. I used to go to TV hall in my IITD hostel to watch the cricket match. Just then few girls used to come and they used to ask me to keep ‘Sony’ to watch Idol. Even though I was not totally interested in changing the channel I used to keep it cause, whenever I enter into the TV hall, if those people were there already, they used to keep the cricket match to let me watch my score. Nice girls … :) … By watching the Idol episodes, even I was excited to know who would be the Indian Idol for that season. This time, not the region feelings but the judges made me to support Prashant. I used to see the morals as I didn’t know a single penny of music. Judges used to support Amit Paul, used to appreciate him even when he lost his way and never appreciated Prashant, though he was good few times. I seriously wanted to see a winning Prashant on the night of Grand Finale, but I slept that night and was dreaming to watch a winning India after the Indian-Pakistan cricket match final, which was about to happen on the next day. The next day I read in the news paper that Prashant won the title and I felt happy for him.

For me, the Idol season 4 stared with watching the repeated telecast of the show because of few disputes among the producers and some one else, that happened before Idol Gala rounds. I used to watch the repeated telecasts of piano rounds, wild card entry rounds etc number of times. I became emotionally connected to the Top-14 this time. At the same time I came to know that every time girls were voted out for no reasons. The same mania repeated in the first four Galas of the season 4. Four girls were voted out in first four consecutive episodes. I was so disappointed for them, but I had a little hope at that time because 3 girls were still there and they were not less to any other male contestants.

For the first time ever I started voting for choosing my Idol. I used to vote two girls out of those surviving three girls, who are still remaining for the Grand Finale tonightJ. I have given my votes for boys also, who were really talented and I used to enjoy their singing but unfortunately they were voted out. This time I’ve improved in judging the participants than to the last season. This time I used to concentrate both on their singing and morals/attitude etc. I used to vote ‘Torsha’ and ‘Sourabhee’, Torsha not for a great reason but I always loved her voice and little bit of her attitude and Sourabhee (Pic) for every penny of her, she is a stage rocker with a winsome smile, voice, talent and nevertheless her racing energy which would not let u turn aside when she performs. I really wish Sourabhee to win the Idol title tonight because she is the most deserving out of the surviving three as she has been most consistent and an awesome performer.

Apart from this, there is one factor called ‘Voting’ which 100% effects the result, in other words that is the only factor that can rule the Idol every time. It not only rules the result, it even rules the dreams and hopes of the participants and their hard work. Indeed, Indians are good at their choices, so let’s hope for the best.

I don’t want u to curse me for not mentioning the third surviving participant i.e. ‘Kapil Thapa’ from Army. I’m really impressed when he sang “Kya Huaaa… tere vaadaa…” but it’s been Sourabhee all the way.

Well…This is my Indian Idol tale which I prefer to call. I’m really excited to see the Grand Finale tonight. Keeping my own will n wish a side , I sincerely wish all the three finalists for charming n glittering tonight and to land in very beautiful pages of their lives not only by winning the title but also by winning the gorgeous Indian hearts.

Extremism’s Swift Effect on Human Relations

‘Relations are made’ and yes, it is.
When a relationship is being made between two or among a group, they have to say themselves that the whole story can become upside down the other day, when a single penny of misunderstanding could destroy the bond among them. Nevertheless, relationships are the best mates of a person who believes in mankind.

Many relations are being shaped on earth, no need to name down as we all know very well. Each and every relation has its own significance with respect to its dignity.

Together We enjoy, we roam, we step together, we fight, we cry, we laugh, we play, we help, we create, we destroy, we struggle, we loose, we succeed… whatever may be the essence of any eminent relation, we could see the other side of it only when we turn back to back, but not when we face each other. A factor called extremism could always assassinate the fragrance of any relationship, irrespective of its worth/dignity… etc.

These words are not just simply written but are experienced by me. I have seen few guys/girls who get close to each other, all along to forget to care their other friends, whom they valued till then, whom they cared till then, whom they loved till then. Indeed, it seriously hurts when u have to face such an emotional assassination in life straight away, but no one can put their finger up against the lessons that are being learnt from that struggle. It wrenches the heart like nothing existing physically or in some way other, at the same time it shapes our heart for all further dealings.

After all, I’m happy and proud enough to see myself as I’m today, who has never cursed those persons and never kept an eagle eye on them, who have nailed my feelings and in other way, my sincere thanks to them for shaping my little heart.

I learned, not to step in to the extreme ends, which could probably open our wings until we close our eyes, infact our heart outlets. No one can conclude any relation as pure/impure pertaining to its existence, but we always can secure our thoughts by filtering out the self-killing emotions, as we all know what is what!!

“Expect from others, but be ready to give back the expected”

Aailllllllla....How True!!

Sometimes when u CRY,

Nobody sees ur TEARS……….


When u’r WORRIED,
Nobody sees ur PAIN………..


When u’r HAPPY,
Nobody sees ur SMILE…………
But,

Aailllllaaaaa…
…
…
...
Roam with a Guy/Girl,
Whole world will look at you !!!

***I've got this in a forwarded mail ... Felt true enough to keep it here ... :)

Live Forever :)

Live this minute…
Not because you don’t know the next,
But because you know the rest!!

Live today like you die tomorrow...
Learn today like you live forever!!!

Fundaaaaas!!!

Often,
Theories of life stay dumbfounded, while fundamentals of life take charge in solving so called problems.

Understand the theories, which can make miracles…
Know the fundas, which can avoid debacles…!!

Snobbish FEAR!!

With that I think I came to the conclusion that ‘FEAR is the most snobbish feeling among all’, which have been controlling and perhaps deciding the unpredictable human nature.

After a long gap… On that day I’d seen a horror movie.

After a series of reality shows… then bunches of news on almost all news channels available… then a cute love story based movie…then a musical show… After all these, I’d seen a well formatted horror movie and I slept at 12.30 am on that day.

Even I thought, I couldn’t sleep well that night. But surprisingly, I had a sound sleep that night.

The next morning I felt as good as all other mornings. The whole day I was busy in office. Then I went back to my flat at 6.00 pm. Since my room mate was not there, I was all alone. I was almost very fine till I got to remember that I’d watched that horror movie.

Suddenly, my mood was changed and I started looking around me so often, so that I could ensure that no one (virtually) was there around me. I continued it until I was alone…

Later some time, I started thinking about that again …

When I was alone, why I couldn’t feel the joy that I felt from the reality shows? Why I couldn’t feel that love, that I felt while watching the love story the previous night? Why I couldn’t recollect any of the news that I heard from loads of news channels?

I didn’t get too perfect answer… but I’ve concluded that the fear is the snobbish feeling among those a human can feel. This fear usually doesn’t come, when we are with someone around us, either he/she is the person we love or the person we hate, literally doesn’t matter as all people are emotionally connected!!

Vincible Fact!!

Though it is nothing surprising to see people stagnating with their own soul, assaulting their own self, and repeat things until other’s patience get reduced to rubble, but sometimes it is heart wrenching when you have to face these kind of people deadly. Though it is very easy to close things by letting them go off simply, but I don’t feel it is always recommendable, especially when it comes to the persons who don’t deserve your patience.

Tackling such kind of people in day to day life is a fact which is not invincible but is inevitable.

Handle them with care and keep up the ethics of life!!

--- “Any one can SHOUT, but not all can SPEAK”.

Real n Reel … :):)

For them it was another birth moment of commitment, when a gentle hustle could wake them up from mid way sleep that night. Ran all the way from source to destination with a thoughtful mind and dedicated heart, carrying billion’s expectations with one hand and hope to fulfill their own dreams with another hand. Their flamboyant effort could make India breath fully at last. It was the moment of the ploy when one among them had put his thumb up in to the crowd and signaled the remembrance of the awaiting and much willing safe hands that India is in at the moment, though it was another victory over the years which could indeed promise the house its invincible soldiers.

Jai Jawan …

A teenage girl and a five year old baby were on a two wheeler and were waiting for the green signal in the four road junction, standing beside the soldiers’ bus. A barrel of comments about the teenage girl, from the soldiers restricted the girl and the baby to stare at them. They were all young guys and just teasing the girl for some reason, whatever it was. One among the comments was utterly destroyed the girl’s feelings all the way. As her tears were about to come out, she saw the soldiers were quiet all of sudden and were staring at the baby.

Then the girl noticed that the baby was saluting the soldiers …!!

The baby had seen them on TV live show, while they were contributing to the rescue operation “The Operation Cyclone”, to save the hostages during Bombay terrorist attacks!!

Boys are boys and girls are girls, No matter where n what they are…!

Wise Tears!!!

Amongst those beautiful days of my life so far, best rated were those when I stayed with the people I love. Those days were very few, but still they are the best. Though my mind know that it costs infinite to get them back, but my heart disagrees and it always races around to reach them in a way or other, even buck up to challenge the infinite itself. The other day, when I promised to myself to keep my heart in my control, tears left me to make me alone. Alone I wandered, and witnessed a life, which was tastelessly delicious. I green signaled tears again, as an ever staying beauty within me. I taught them to stay within me and to spur me to combat, whenever my heart tries to cross it’s vicinity. Yet, again my heart found a cross route to satisfy it’s ego. It started murmuring back my ears, to spend some days with those people again, indeed to create the days if they can not be recalled. As I’ve been trying my best to cater my heart, when sometimes it was bit delayed, it punished me straight away and blessed me with tears, my best companion. And those tears flown out have shown me a way or two, to sensitize my heart. But those still waiting within have powered me with loads of confidence.

And now my heart is waiting…waiting…and waiting for the days ahead.

Wish it your best please … :):)

Toughest is the one…whose tears have the best patience to wait within.

PS: My grand mother used to advice me- “Never loose your tears when you ought to face problems. Those tears which you keep within your kitty will always reflex your commitment”.

Though I could understand when she said it, but I couldn’t practice it then. Once I started, I found it challenging.

An Affluent Season !!!

Well, so far I’ve surpassed an affluent season, which started before Diwali vacation. For the one first time felt the heat of a typical corporate work-mania, Its all good and interesting though… Had an awesome Diwali…and then witnessed the swashbuckling Team India upsetting the world’s best cricketing side and showing their temperament once again to carry forward the incredible rivalry with the Ausies… witnessed the ‘Last Samurai’ of two big heads in Indian cricket, Anil Kumble and Sourav Ganguly. The season carried all these and I thought to pen down each over here.

@ Corporate work-mania

My case is too similar to every mind’s perception towards this issue, nothing new to redefine. Only thing is, as I’m new to it I felt it interesting and pleasant, though it was hectic. But I know, I can only judge and perhaps conclude, after once I get used to it.

To say about the present market slump… Its pathetic to see the wounded minds with folded arms watching the way sensex plummeting every day. They are bounded to be dumb with help seeking eyes and just awaiting for some good news in that respect.

@ Awesome Diwali

An absolute joy had been experienced by me as I underwent a ‘Special Diwali’ of my years. We have cracked the crackers which spattered across, in the wee hours on the day of Diwali, the favorite festival of Indians.

Meanwhile, A crazy thought spur me, when I went to buy the crackers. The main issue that caught my eye was the price factor. I was word less when the shop boy told me the cost of each item. I had a quick in-look towards my childhood days, when a typical Rs.100 could have done most of the job. I had a quick summary of the days when I used to go with my father and brought crackers for Rs. 100 or less. Quite a few days later it was ended up with Rs. 200, before I stopped playing with crackers as I started staying in hostel and that’s it. And now, many trendy items are available and you need to keep your heart in your mouth deliberately, to avoid white-washing your pocket. How gifted this generation is!!!

@ Team India’s show

I don’t know how the kangaroos will get reconstructed, but as for as India is concerned, the win over the world champs is a marvel with excellence. A mighty dream might come true for most of the Team India by hunting the Ricky Pointing’s men down under. I think this is after a long time, an Ausies captain being written off back home. The way the Team Australia was outplayed by Team India obviously warn the betting Junta to hold their tails before they bet.
But one thing that is to be remembered by the cricketing world is – Team India is still the most unpredictable side and can turn down any team on it’s day and can loose to any team as well!! Only the consistency of every ‘playing eleven’ can answer many a questions and can make the unpredictability up side down. Now, Mahi needs to put his head and heart to keep his men hang out on their every outing in the middle, where some big names are going to be missed in the team.

By the way, I convey hearty congratulations to the ‘men in blue’ on demolishing Ausies and hence taking charge as world No: 2 in ICC test cricket ratings and ‘all the best’ for the ongoing England tour of India.

@ The Last Samurai

When you enter the field you should believe that the day to leave the field may come at any point of time. And what if it comes after playing some winsome cricket for years?

The day had come for both Anil Kumble and Sourav Ganguly after being part of Indian cricket for almost 19 and 16 years respectively. Jumbo quit it at his favorite Firoz shaw kotla and wore the Indian cap for the one last time and Dada waved his hand for one last time after the crackling victory over the world champs. What a dream farewell …!!
Thank You for every thing … :)

And that’s how the season waved me so far… Mostly done, I guess.

:):)Smile Please:):)

The Indian ACE

Congratulations sachin...

Indeed,

That is not just 'runs' that keeps you in many hearts.

Once … And Now!!!

It is interesting to recollect how my life’s seasons turned me around. This day if I stay calm and look around the clock of my years, I find a fair reel of transition. Though I didn’t remember some of those incidents, but I definitely remember how they made me feel. What once I was aiming at and what now? What once I was crazy about, and what now? … Likewise there are enumerable issues, which I’m addressing here. I repeat, ‘its all about me and only me’. It’s not only about my emotional metamorphosis, but also about my upgraded rituals.

* I remember the days when I used to go to the ‘ice cream babu’ and picking up the ‘cone ice cream’ and eating it slowly, so that I enjoy the thrill as longer as I could. And now I’ve stopped taking ice creams whatever the reason it is. (Of course, some how my health is not supporting me to it eat now :))

* I used to go to movies with friends on the very next day of their release as we used to have college till 1.00 pm only. (That’s alone been not the way, we used to bunk classes too… :)). And now … ‘Are Yar…I’m not at all getting interest to rush to a theater…please tell me how I can do it again’…

* I still remember the moments when all others around me were wondering at me ‘Why she is crying for this??’ … I’ve always been a sensitive person till my +2 days. Sensitiveness was really at its peak…I used to get tears for most of the problems I’d faced even though they were veryyyy simple … if I think about them now, I laugh at myself and tease myself. And now though I don’t like crying…but still I cry few times and I cry before the people I love…(But still I’m sensitive and I like that sensitiveness in people around me. I generally don’t tease sensitive people, Cause I know the effect of it!!).

* In the earlier days of my hostel life whenever I start to hostel I always wanted to hug my mom and to cry, though I never did. And now after 9 years of my hostel life, as it became practice I take it easy as I can’t avoid and I want to hug my mom and say ‘Miss You’ and ‘take care’, though I don’t do it even now:):).

* In my past I used stay like a detached observer at most of the debates among people (frns/elders (whom I know) /children/other people). Now, I can’t stay back in debates among my friends and among elders whom I know. I convey my view to the group and perhaps take a side. Still I don’t interfere in discussions among children (As they have the most sensitive hearts in the world and I don’t feel I’ve any skill in solving their problem by not humiliating any of them, In future I’ll adopt that as I should!!). And I stay still detached in debates among the ‘other people’ (whom I don’t know).

* I used to take people for granted, who talks to me nicely, and who stays with me always. In my far past I never tried to show difference in behaving with people, though I know some people were good and some were bad as I concluded them according to the situation and according to the way I saw. But now, I show a clear difference in treating every one, as I feel every individual is unique and special too. I’ve my own way of behaving with everyone directly and indirectly.

* In my far past I wanted to be a good girl for all. Now I want to be good to myself and true to myself. Now I don’t mind to be myself in most of the situations and I never miss my own self just because some one thinks badly about me. (Of course it is not very possible always, it do hurts some times but I’m not talking about the extreme conditions!!).

* Exam preparation… It’s the craziest issue I feel… I never did a single ‘one day batting’ till my M.Tech 1st year. I learned it or got addicted to it during those days and it had stupendous effect on my performance in my first semester. Straight away I came back to my actual way of preparation for the exams :):).

* Once I never liked giving pose to a photo. And today I go crazy for that. I never liked wearing good dresses or getting ready neatly, but now I do consider it. I never shared my personals with any one, but now I do share with those who deserve. And many more…………………

These are few things I could publish in my blog, but still the list is not yet completed. Far more issues are to be included, but for the time being I’m keeping them aside. These are all those issues where I had a thirst to change myself and changed my self accordingly (And also with time/life lessons/consequences). There are some more matters in which I need to upgrade my level of thinking.

** I feel very much tensed for very small issues those matter really less and I stay cool for such issues which matter the most. Basically when I fear about some issue, I fail to accept a small issue as small. I feel it is most important, can’t easily unravel. But I’m moderately happy while I deal very though things and will stay quite balanced too.

** I take out positive from the happened events and I also want to think positively about the events that are to be occurred.

** I want to accept people as they are than just expecting more from them.

Chalo… bahut hogayaa… haa yaa … I want to learn ‘Hindi’ also… :)!!

Ok … and that’s it from my end. I welcome your opinions about your way of changing your life style. Please take a chance and consider it as my personal request and do put it in comments.

Thank you. Am signing off here… Have nice time.

“Dare To Be What You Are. Care To Retain What You Deserve”

As You…So You!

Words can work wonders.
A wonder can be any thing.
Either worthy, or damn. But,
Neither useless, nor senseless!!

As you seek so you speak
As you speak so you care
As you care so you hide
As you hide so you loose.

As you loose so you bother
As you bother so you think
As you think so you act
As you act so you struggle.

As you struggle so you strive
As you strive so you tough
As you tough so you get
As you get so you succeed.

As you succeed so you enjoy
As you enjoy so you seek
As you seek so you speak
As you speak so you care!!!

As I know so I try
As I try so I realize
As I realize so I wonder…

I wonder how easy to seek
I wonder how easy to speak
I wonder how difficult to care
I wonder how difficult to hide
At the end, I never wonder how I lost…
Cause its nothing wonder.

‘As I lost so I keep my heart…as I keep so I reach my dear heart’

Message of A Dying Heart About Living

Its nothing incredulous to shake hands with many good n bad moments in our rituals, those keep happening in life, as it is life. But the power of thinking about the good that excited us so far, when we deeply indulge in problems shows the difference amongst people’s life style and the passion of accepting problems. As some one said…

Its not how things are
Its up to us how we look at them
…And how we look up to them is all up to us.

In one of the forwarded mails I read a small story, which is in the forthcoming lines. In the very next moment after reading it, the above lines came in my mind and I put them in words.
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Arthur Ashe, the legendary Wimbledon player was dying of AIDS, which he got due to, infected blood he received during a heart surgery in 1983. From all over the world, he received letters from his fans, one of which conveyed: "Why does God have to select you for such a bad disease?"
To this Arthur Ashe replied:
"50 million children start playing tennis, 5 million learn to play tennis, 500,000 learn professional tennis, 50,000 come to the circuit, 5000 reach the grand slam, and 50 reach Wimbledon, 4 to semi final, 2 to the finals.

When I was holding a cup I never asked God 'Why me?’

And today in pain I should not be asking God 'Why me?' "
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Happiness keeps you Sweet,

Trials keep you Strong,

Sorrow keeps you Human,

Failure keeps you Humble
And
Success keeps you Glowing,
But only Faith & Attitude keeps you Going...