I love Roshogullas! My mother’s explanation to that is when she was pregnant with me, she was gifted a matka full of roshogullas by my uncle! It was always her favorite sweet and so it is mine…. And so it is Bubu’s! Bubu is not my daughter, she’s my dog! And the strangest part of her is that she likes everything that I like to eat!
Sweets are bad for dogs and one should never feed sweets to a dog, but bubu starts to cry if she gets the smell and is not given at least 1 roshogulla, she can even gulp down the sugar syrup within seconds if I let her!
Ice creams everybody loves…..but I don’t understand why she likes the same flavour as me. I prefer the vanilla flavor and so does she. No kidding, she won’t finish off a strawberry or a butterscotch, chocolate she’s ok with- so am I!
The only difference between us is that she’s a fishetarian and I am not.
If I am eating a mango, I simply pass her the peel and she happily devours it!
She loves chickoo too, it also happens to be my favourite fruit!
Bubu means the world to me! She’s a daughter, a friend, and a loyal faithful companion!
I don’t know what I would do without her!
Here’s a prayer of a dog written by Beth Norman Harris, Kindly go through it, it’s what I see in Bubu’s eyes!
A Dog’s Prayer
Treat me kindly, my beloved master, for no heart in all the world is more grateful for kindness than the loving heart of me.
Do not break my spirit with a stick, for though I should lick your hand between the blows, your patience and understanding will more quickly teach me the things you would have me do.
Speak to me often, for your voice is the world’s sweetest music, as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail when your footsteps falls upon my waiting ear.
When it is cold and wet, please take me inside, for I am now a domesticated animal, no longer used to bitter elements. And I ask no greater glory than the privilege of sitting at your feet beside the hearth. Though had you no home, I would rather follow you through ice and snow than rest upon the softest pillow in the warmest home in all the land, for you are my god and I am your devoted worshiper.
Keep my pan filled with fresh water, for although I should not reproach you were it dry, I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst. Feed me clean food, that I may stay well, to romp and play and do your bidding, to walk by your side, and stand ready, willing and able to protect you with my life should your life be in danger.
And, beloved master, should the great Master see fit to deprive me of my health or sight, do not turn me away from you. Rather hold me gently in your arms as skilled hands grant me the merciful boon of eternal rest - and I will leave you knowing with the last breath I drew, my fate was ever safest in your hands.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
The Bad City girl
I've seen many of my friends and cousins who are born and brought up in cities but when it comes to their decision of getting married, they'll always come home to Goa and choose a girl from a not so modern Goan family!
The same applies to all religions , casts and communities. ( Finally something on which all Indians regardless of caste, religion- behave similarly!)
If the boy and his family are abroad, they'll fly down to India to search for that perfect, simple , well groomed, well educated Indian girl!
But why? Why does the city boy need a simple village girl?
And what is wrong with the city girls?
I've heard most boys/ grooms and now happily married men( who got married to a girl from their hometown) say that the city girls are bad!
" First and foremost, They've done everything!"
Everybody nod their heads!
"They dont have respect for anybody and they are chalu! They've some crazy expectations too!"
" Really? How can you generalise like that? And what do you mean by they've done everything? You are a city boy, so you must have done everything too!"
Everybody smiles, a few laughs here and there- " But that is alright!"
Ohh! If the boy does " Everything" , it is alright. so in conclusion should I say that:
A. City boys are hypocrites
B. They are MCP's.
C. They dont have the confidence to keep up with a girl's expectations, so they rather run to the pavilion then bat in the heat!
Why are conclusions always drawn about girls?
I have friends who are born and brought up In Mumbai, who are virgins ( cause for an Indian boy,the world starts and ends with 1 word- virginity!)
And I also have friends staying in the most remotest of villages of Goa, and in some other villages of Maharashtra, who are not virgins! I will go a step ahead and add that I know girls from the most respectable families who are not virgins, But you wont doubt a thing about them, because they seem to be so simple!
A city hardly provides the privacy for a young girl to have affairs, unless her parents have kept no track on her! Most respectable families in the city have strict rules for their girls. Most of the times, the girls you see swaying in the discs- drunk, around the metro's are outsiders- who are there cause they are either studying or working!
Compare to this the case of a village! Its not crowded and there are plenty of places you can have privacy and nobody will know! Many times, village parents are not very strict because they are naive. the girls are naive too, probably that is the reason they hook up at an early age!
City girls have to be chalu because they are living in an extremely fast world! They've to be sharpar and naturally grow up to learn about self protection earlier then their village counterparts.
If we take the case of television exposure, then we all know that the TV is everywhere!
I didnt start the post thinking I want people to think bad of a village girl! I myself am neither from a village nor from a city! What I want to stress is on the way people tag girls at every level!
City girl, Not married girl, working girl- divorced girl...............All these girls are always blamed for anything that might be going wrong in theirs or others lives!
And its the women who start this!
Its the mother of the boy who brought up her son to think this way!
Its always a woman gossiping and spreading rumors about another woman's daughter!
Its always the woman who love to divide and rule!
The same applies to all religions , casts and communities. ( Finally something on which all Indians regardless of caste, religion- behave similarly!)
If the boy and his family are abroad, they'll fly down to India to search for that perfect, simple , well groomed, well educated Indian girl!
But why? Why does the city boy need a simple village girl?
And what is wrong with the city girls?
I've heard most boys/ grooms and now happily married men( who got married to a girl from their hometown) say that the city girls are bad!
" First and foremost, They've done everything!"
Everybody nod their heads!
"They dont have respect for anybody and they are chalu! They've some crazy expectations too!"
" Really? How can you generalise like that? And what do you mean by they've done everything? You are a city boy, so you must have done everything too!"
Everybody smiles, a few laughs here and there- " But that is alright!"
Ohh! If the boy does " Everything" , it is alright. so in conclusion should I say that:
A. City boys are hypocrites
B. They are MCP's.
C. They dont have the confidence to keep up with a girl's expectations, so they rather run to the pavilion then bat in the heat!
Why are conclusions always drawn about girls?
I have friends who are born and brought up In Mumbai, who are virgins ( cause for an Indian boy,the world starts and ends with 1 word- virginity!)
And I also have friends staying in the most remotest of villages of Goa, and in some other villages of Maharashtra, who are not virgins! I will go a step ahead and add that I know girls from the most respectable families who are not virgins, But you wont doubt a thing about them, because they seem to be so simple!
A city hardly provides the privacy for a young girl to have affairs, unless her parents have kept no track on her! Most respectable families in the city have strict rules for their girls. Most of the times, the girls you see swaying in the discs- drunk, around the metro's are outsiders- who are there cause they are either studying or working!
Compare to this the case of a village! Its not crowded and there are plenty of places you can have privacy and nobody will know! Many times, village parents are not very strict because they are naive. the girls are naive too, probably that is the reason they hook up at an early age!
City girls have to be chalu because they are living in an extremely fast world! They've to be sharpar and naturally grow up to learn about self protection earlier then their village counterparts.
If we take the case of television exposure, then we all know that the TV is everywhere!
I didnt start the post thinking I want people to think bad of a village girl! I myself am neither from a village nor from a city! What I want to stress is on the way people tag girls at every level!
City girl, Not married girl, working girl- divorced girl...............All these girls are always blamed for anything that might be going wrong in theirs or others lives!
And its the women who start this!
Its the mother of the boy who brought up her son to think this way!
Its always a woman gossiping and spreading rumors about another woman's daughter!
Its always the woman who love to divide and rule!
Friday, July 24, 2009
The Best Professionals List
A professional Attitude is a rare skill I find in Goa. You end up paying people for below expectation services. They talk a lot, and give you an impression that you are in the best hands.....But Alas! On top of all this, if you question them about the kind of job they've done, they get offended!
So it becomes even more important to ackowledge those who do their job with utmost sincerity and who are an asset to the society!
The Best Professionals : 1st :
I keep several pets, and me and my Mum are able to take care of 3 dogs and 2 cats because we have a wonderful pet doctor! Dr. Jenny Viegas and her Husband Dr. Aneesh Viegas! Getting a good vet is really a difficult task. My aunt who stays in Mumbai took her cat to one of the best known doctor there, and he messed up the whole thing! It was the most common operation to spay the cat, God knows what the doctor did, within a few months the cat gave birth to 3 kittens!
My aunt was worried as to which organ of the cat the doctor actually removed if not the uterus.
I've spayed all my female pets, and not once after the operation/surgery have I had to worry about the pet!
Last month, my doctor was out of station for a month or so and me and mum were forced to consult a new doctor in the area. This too was a doctor couple! This new doctor , one Mrs Radhika Rao mislead me so much into a simple hair loss treatment of my 13 year old dog and made me pay a hafty Rs. 1800 for the treatment! The problem could be easily solved with a medicated bath, regular brushing and a multi vitamin for better coat!( actual cost Rs.500 max)
Most of these kind of people become doctors to make money, they have no respect nor any understanding of a pet owner. Every pet owner does not want to send his pet for a spa treatment , nor does he build a special A/C room just for his foreign breed dog!
Keeping a pet need not be a costly affair. Some people want to sell us products we dont need, and when a doctor is involved in such a business, its really cheap!
Best Professionals : 2nd:
My dance teacher, Ms. Lalan Desai! She's a worshipper of the art of dance and you can make out from the way she teaches dance, that she genuinely wants you to be a good dancer! There is no malice just simple art! This is so rare these days. There is so much competition, jealousy and rivalry that most teachers are least interested in the genuine teaching experience!
Getting a great teacher, someone who can guide you well is a rare chance!
Best Professional : 3rd:
Her name is Jabel! She works on our farms and also gives a helping hand for any other work if needed. She's always on time, never talks too much, Works efficiently and never complaints!
We all know how hard it is now a days to get servants and maids, and in this difficult world, Jabel comes as a breath of fresh air!
I love working with her, having her to help me in any work means that I am totally tension free! She always wears a beautiful smile and her work is tip top!
All these people listed above are thorough professionals! Their pay rolls, education and almost everything is uncomparable! But there is 1 skill where they are unbeatable- Their attitude at work place! No compromise, and total value for money!
There is so much to learn from everybody around. Jabel proves to the world that no matter what job you do, if you do it with utmost sincerity, it is always appreciated!
A heart felt THANK YOU to all these wonderful professionals!
So it becomes even more important to ackowledge those who do their job with utmost sincerity and who are an asset to the society!
The Best Professionals : 1st :
I keep several pets, and me and my Mum are able to take care of 3 dogs and 2 cats because we have a wonderful pet doctor! Dr. Jenny Viegas and her Husband Dr. Aneesh Viegas! Getting a good vet is really a difficult task. My aunt who stays in Mumbai took her cat to one of the best known doctor there, and he messed up the whole thing! It was the most common operation to spay the cat, God knows what the doctor did, within a few months the cat gave birth to 3 kittens!
My aunt was worried as to which organ of the cat the doctor actually removed if not the uterus.
I've spayed all my female pets, and not once after the operation/surgery have I had to worry about the pet!
Last month, my doctor was out of station for a month or so and me and mum were forced to consult a new doctor in the area. This too was a doctor couple! This new doctor , one Mrs Radhika Rao mislead me so much into a simple hair loss treatment of my 13 year old dog and made me pay a hafty Rs. 1800 for the treatment! The problem could be easily solved with a medicated bath, regular brushing and a multi vitamin for better coat!( actual cost Rs.500 max)
Most of these kind of people become doctors to make money, they have no respect nor any understanding of a pet owner. Every pet owner does not want to send his pet for a spa treatment , nor does he build a special A/C room just for his foreign breed dog!
Keeping a pet need not be a costly affair. Some people want to sell us products we dont need, and when a doctor is involved in such a business, its really cheap!
Best Professionals : 2nd:
My dance teacher, Ms. Lalan Desai! She's a worshipper of the art of dance and you can make out from the way she teaches dance, that she genuinely wants you to be a good dancer! There is no malice just simple art! This is so rare these days. There is so much competition, jealousy and rivalry that most teachers are least interested in the genuine teaching experience!
Getting a great teacher, someone who can guide you well is a rare chance!
Best Professional : 3rd:
Her name is Jabel! She works on our farms and also gives a helping hand for any other work if needed. She's always on time, never talks too much, Works efficiently and never complaints!
We all know how hard it is now a days to get servants and maids, and in this difficult world, Jabel comes as a breath of fresh air!
I love working with her, having her to help me in any work means that I am totally tension free! She always wears a beautiful smile and her work is tip top!
All these people listed above are thorough professionals! Their pay rolls, education and almost everything is uncomparable! But there is 1 skill where they are unbeatable- Their attitude at work place! No compromise, and total value for money!
There is so much to learn from everybody around. Jabel proves to the world that no matter what job you do, if you do it with utmost sincerity, it is always appreciated!
A heart felt THANK YOU to all these wonderful professionals!
The Secret Admirers
Every girl at least secretly wishes she has one!
I dont know about the male opinion on this issue..... but like every girl, even I find the whole concept of a secret Admirer highly fascinating.
Throughout school, I watched some of my close and beautiful girl friends receive letters and mails from their secret admirers! And I always yearned for that day when I would get the mail of my secret admirer!
Days passed by and it never happened in school!
When I reached higher secondary, there was a guy who passed messages to me through a friend of mine. Wolla! I was so damn excited! Here it is, finally happening! After a couple of weeks, the common friend decided it was time the 2 of us met.
I couldnt sleep the night before thinking this must be my true love, my dream boy! His language was beautiful and so was his poetry!
My head took a major shock the day I met him! No! He wasnt ugly or anything like that. In fact he was quite normal and well educated and intelligent! But I had lived in my dream world for far too long. My imagination just couldnt keep up with the reality facing me. I didnt know from where to flee the "supposed date"!
After that experience, I got up from my dream world! I somehow never could feel excited about the "secret admirers" again.
The whole thing can be quite scary actually! The secret admirer is a person who doesnt have the guts to come and approach you, he doesnt want to show himself because he's scared! that shows his self confidence is very low!
Strange as it may sound, every year I have 1 so called secret admirer mailing me- He never tells his identity! I never reply to his messages! Nor do I ever go to ask for his identity! He plainly wishes me on my B'day and on Valentines Day!
Let the mystery remain a mystery. For I know when it unfolds itself, its not as beautiful as I imagine it to be! The whole idea that somebody somewhere likes me and thinks of me is very reassuring! There's always so much fun in "not knowing" some things. After sometime, I know it will all stop! But till it continues, Let my secret admirer be the secret of my life!
I dont know about the male opinion on this issue..... but like every girl, even I find the whole concept of a secret Admirer highly fascinating.
Throughout school, I watched some of my close and beautiful girl friends receive letters and mails from their secret admirers! And I always yearned for that day when I would get the mail of my secret admirer!
Days passed by and it never happened in school!
When I reached higher secondary, there was a guy who passed messages to me through a friend of mine. Wolla! I was so damn excited! Here it is, finally happening! After a couple of weeks, the common friend decided it was time the 2 of us met.
I couldnt sleep the night before thinking this must be my true love, my dream boy! His language was beautiful and so was his poetry!
My head took a major shock the day I met him! No! He wasnt ugly or anything like that. In fact he was quite normal and well educated and intelligent! But I had lived in my dream world for far too long. My imagination just couldnt keep up with the reality facing me. I didnt know from where to flee the "supposed date"!
After that experience, I got up from my dream world! I somehow never could feel excited about the "secret admirers" again.
The whole thing can be quite scary actually! The secret admirer is a person who doesnt have the guts to come and approach you, he doesnt want to show himself because he's scared! that shows his self confidence is very low!
Strange as it may sound, every year I have 1 so called secret admirer mailing me- He never tells his identity! I never reply to his messages! Nor do I ever go to ask for his identity! He plainly wishes me on my B'day and on Valentines Day!
Let the mystery remain a mystery. For I know when it unfolds itself, its not as beautiful as I imagine it to be! The whole idea that somebody somewhere likes me and thinks of me is very reassuring! There's always so much fun in "not knowing" some things. After sometime, I know it will all stop! But till it continues, Let my secret admirer be the secret of my life!
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Why I Lie
I dont remember when was the 1st time I lied and what was the lie..... But once you know that you can lie and get away with it, you enter a very different world!
Everybody lies, for good or for bad... but everyone does it!
" Janaki, where is your homework?" Asked my History teacher in 9th std. She was the one who loaded her students with homework. 25 questions everyday ( mostly on the history I never wanted to learn in my life eg. World War 1 , 2 and all that shit created by the western countries!)
My sister was always a ranker in school and it was greater than a religious duty of mine to preserve her notebooks carefully! They were all the guidance I needed. My sister had written every question and answer in her most beautifully carved handwriting, that I always felt it was a waste of time for me to copywrite it. So I never ever did any homework.
The 1st thing that pops up in my mind when she stares down at me is " Teacher, My homework is at home!"
But come on...... " My Notebook is lost for the past couple of days!"
This solved all my problems! the next couple of weeks I was supposedly searching for my book which never existed, and then I started scribbling on a new notebook some homework, which was now not needed. My teacher, having got bored with my quick answers stopped asking me about the homework.
Lying is an art I perfected at school!
Why?
Because studies never interested me, add to that the boring techniques our teachers ( not all though) use to impart knowledge in our heads!
Why?
Cause people preferred my lies to all the truths I held very close to my heart!
Why?
This is a world of lies! Nobody wants to know the truth about you!
When I was young and innocent , I always spoke the truth. When it came to the question of making a career, I wanted to be a conductor, a cooker ( meaning a cook), A teacher! All the jobs I got to watch and which I loved! My parents laugh out on it, not objecting as they know I'll soon change my mind!
I grow a bit older, " What do you want to do after 10th Janaki?"
I impulsively blurt out a truth I'd never said to anybody before, " I want to join Fine Arts and get into film making!"
I see blank stares at me, big eyes and silent mouths.... as If I'd told the biggest lie in the world! Why do people react so badly to the biggest truth in my life? I wonder!!
Different people tell me how bad my choice is, and that I should listen to my parents!
I end up listening to my parents , I end up living a lie!
Nothing good ever happened out of living a lie!
That is why I reserve all the lies to the world and all the truths to myself!
All that I need to be happy, to feel blissful are the truths about my life.... I know what I want, what I need...... To the world I am someone else, To myself I am the Real Me!
Everybody lies, for good or for bad... but everyone does it!
" Janaki, where is your homework?" Asked my History teacher in 9th std. She was the one who loaded her students with homework. 25 questions everyday ( mostly on the history I never wanted to learn in my life eg. World War 1 , 2 and all that shit created by the western countries!)
My sister was always a ranker in school and it was greater than a religious duty of mine to preserve her notebooks carefully! They were all the guidance I needed. My sister had written every question and answer in her most beautifully carved handwriting, that I always felt it was a waste of time for me to copywrite it. So I never ever did any homework.
The 1st thing that pops up in my mind when she stares down at me is " Teacher, My homework is at home!"
But come on...... " My Notebook is lost for the past couple of days!"
This solved all my problems! the next couple of weeks I was supposedly searching for my book which never existed, and then I started scribbling on a new notebook some homework, which was now not needed. My teacher, having got bored with my quick answers stopped asking me about the homework.
Lying is an art I perfected at school!
Why?
Because studies never interested me, add to that the boring techniques our teachers ( not all though) use to impart knowledge in our heads!
Why?
Cause people preferred my lies to all the truths I held very close to my heart!
Why?
This is a world of lies! Nobody wants to know the truth about you!
When I was young and innocent , I always spoke the truth. When it came to the question of making a career, I wanted to be a conductor, a cooker ( meaning a cook), A teacher! All the jobs I got to watch and which I loved! My parents laugh out on it, not objecting as they know I'll soon change my mind!
I grow a bit older, " What do you want to do after 10th Janaki?"
I impulsively blurt out a truth I'd never said to anybody before, " I want to join Fine Arts and get into film making!"
I see blank stares at me, big eyes and silent mouths.... as If I'd told the biggest lie in the world! Why do people react so badly to the biggest truth in my life? I wonder!!
Different people tell me how bad my choice is, and that I should listen to my parents!
I end up listening to my parents , I end up living a lie!
Nothing good ever happened out of living a lie!
That is why I reserve all the lies to the world and all the truths to myself!
All that I need to be happy, to feel blissful are the truths about my life.... I know what I want, what I need...... To the world I am someone else, To myself I am the Real Me!
5 Minutes Management Course
Lesson 1
A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her shower, when the doorbell rings.
The wife quickly wraps herself in a towel and runs downstairs.
When she opens the door, there stands Bob, the next-door neighbor.
Before she says a word, Bob says, 'I'll give you $800 to drop that towel.'
After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands naked in front of Bob, after a few seconds, Bob hands her $800 and leaves.
The woman wraps back up in the towel and goes back upstairs.
When she gets to the bathroom, her husband asks, 'Who was that?'
'It was Bob the next door neighbor,' she replies.
'Great,' the husband says, 'did he say anything about the $800 he owes me?'
Moral of the story
If you share critical information pertaining to credit and risk with your shareholders in time, you may be in a position to prevent avoidable exposure.
________________________________________
Lesson 2
A priest offered a Nun a lift.
She got in and crossed her legs, forcing her gown to reveal a leg.
The priest nearly had an accident.
After controlling the car, he stealthily slid his hand up her leg.
The nun said, 'Father, remember Psalm 129?'
The priest removed his hand. But, changing gears, he let his hand slide up her leg again.
The nun once again said, 'Father, remember Psalm 129?'
The priest apologized 'Sorry sister but the flesh is weak.'
Arriving at the convent, the nun sighed heavily and went on her way.
On his arrival at the church, the priest rushed to look up Psalm 129. It said, 'Go forth and seek, further up, you will find glory.'
Moral of the story
If you are not well informed in your job, you might miss a great opportunity.
________________________________________
Lesson 3
A sales rep, an administration clerk, and the manager are walking to lunch when they find an antique oil lamp.
They rub it and a Genie comes out.
The Genie says, 'I'll give each of you just one wish.'
'Me first! Me first!' says the admin clerk. 'I want to be in the Bahamas , driving a speedboat, without a care in the world.'
Puff! She's gone.
'Me next! Me next!' says the sales rep. 'I want to be in Hawaii , relaxing on the beach with my personal masseuse, an endless supply of Pina Coladas and the love of my life.'
Puff! He's gone.
'OK, you're up,' the Genie says to the manager.
The manager says, 'I want those two back in the office after lunch.'
Moral of the story
Always let your boss have the first say.
________________________________________
Lesson 4
An eagle was sitting on a tree resting, doing nothing.
A small rabbit saw the eagle and asked him, 'Can I also sit like you and do nothing?'
The eagle answered: 'Sure, why not.'
So, the rabbit sat on the ground below the eagle and rested. All of a sudden, a fox appeared, jumped on the rabbit and ate it.
Moral of the story
To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting very, very high up.
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Lesson 5
A turkey was chatting with a bull.
'I would love to be able to get to the top of that tree' sighed the turkey, 'but I haven't got the energy.'
'Well, why don't you nibble on some of my droppings?' replied the bull. They're packed with nutrients.'
The turkey pecked at a lump of dung, and found it actually gave him enough strength to reach the lowest branch of the tree.
The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second branch..
Finally after a fourth night, the turkey was proudly perched at the top of the tree.
He was promptly spotted by a farmer, who shot him out of the tree.
Moral of the story
Bull Shit might get you to the top, but it won't keep you there.
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Lesson 6
A little bird was flying south for the winter. It was so cold the bird froze and fell to the ground into a large field.
While he was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on him.
As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, he began to realize how warm he was.
The dung was actually thawing him out!
He lay there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy.
A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate.
Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him.
Morals of the story
(1) Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy.
(2) Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend.
(3) And when you're in deep shit, it's best to keep your mouth shut!
THUS ENDS THE FIVE MINUTE MANAGEMENT COURSE
A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her shower, when the doorbell rings.
The wife quickly wraps herself in a towel and runs downstairs.
When she opens the door, there stands Bob, the next-door neighbor.
Before she says a word, Bob says, 'I'll give you $800 to drop that towel.'
After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands naked in front of Bob, after a few seconds, Bob hands her $800 and leaves.
The woman wraps back up in the towel and goes back upstairs.
When she gets to the bathroom, her husband asks, 'Who was that?'
'It was Bob the next door neighbor,' she replies.
'Great,' the husband says, 'did he say anything about the $800 he owes me?'
Moral of the story
If you share critical information pertaining to credit and risk with your shareholders in time, you may be in a position to prevent avoidable exposure.
________________________________________
Lesson 2
A priest offered a Nun a lift.
She got in and crossed her legs, forcing her gown to reveal a leg.
The priest nearly had an accident.
After controlling the car, he stealthily slid his hand up her leg.
The nun said, 'Father, remember Psalm 129?'
The priest removed his hand. But, changing gears, he let his hand slide up her leg again.
The nun once again said, 'Father, remember Psalm 129?'
The priest apologized 'Sorry sister but the flesh is weak.'
Arriving at the convent, the nun sighed heavily and went on her way.
On his arrival at the church, the priest rushed to look up Psalm 129. It said, 'Go forth and seek, further up, you will find glory.'
Moral of the story
If you are not well informed in your job, you might miss a great opportunity.
________________________________________
Lesson 3
A sales rep, an administration clerk, and the manager are walking to lunch when they find an antique oil lamp.
They rub it and a Genie comes out.
The Genie says, 'I'll give each of you just one wish.'
'Me first! Me first!' says the admin clerk. 'I want to be in the Bahamas , driving a speedboat, without a care in the world.'
Puff! She's gone.
'Me next! Me next!' says the sales rep. 'I want to be in Hawaii , relaxing on the beach with my personal masseuse, an endless supply of Pina Coladas and the love of my life.'
Puff! He's gone.
'OK, you're up,' the Genie says to the manager.
The manager says, 'I want those two back in the office after lunch.'
Moral of the story
Always let your boss have the first say.
________________________________________
Lesson 4
An eagle was sitting on a tree resting, doing nothing.
A small rabbit saw the eagle and asked him, 'Can I also sit like you and do nothing?'
The eagle answered: 'Sure, why not.'
So, the rabbit sat on the ground below the eagle and rested. All of a sudden, a fox appeared, jumped on the rabbit and ate it.
Moral of the story
To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting very, very high up.
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Lesson 5
A turkey was chatting with a bull.
'I would love to be able to get to the top of that tree' sighed the turkey, 'but I haven't got the energy.'
'Well, why don't you nibble on some of my droppings?' replied the bull. They're packed with nutrients.'
The turkey pecked at a lump of dung, and found it actually gave him enough strength to reach the lowest branch of the tree.
The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second branch..
Finally after a fourth night, the turkey was proudly perched at the top of the tree.
He was promptly spotted by a farmer, who shot him out of the tree.
Moral of the story
Bull Shit might get you to the top, but it won't keep you there.
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Lesson 6
A little bird was flying south for the winter. It was so cold the bird froze and fell to the ground into a large field.
While he was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on him.
As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, he began to realize how warm he was.
The dung was actually thawing him out!
He lay there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy.
A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate.
Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him.
Morals of the story
(1) Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy.
(2) Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend.
(3) And when you're in deep shit, it's best to keep your mouth shut!
THUS ENDS THE FIVE MINUTE MANAGEMENT COURSE
Friday, July 17, 2009
The Hand That Rocks The Cradle Is The Hand That Rules The World
Blessings on the hand of women!
Angels guard its strength and grace,
In the palace, cottage, hovel,
Oh, no matter where the place;
Would that never storms assailed it,
Rainbows ever gently curled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
Infancy's the tender fountain,
Power may with beauty flow,
Mother's first to guide the streamlets,
From them souls unresting grow--
Grow on for the good or evil,
Sunshine streamed or evil hurled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
Woman, how divine your mission
Here upon our natal sod!
Keep, oh, keep the young heart open
Always to the breath of God!
All true trophies of the ages
Are from mother-love impearled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
Blessings on the hand of women!
Fathers, sons, and daughters cry,
And the sacred song is mingled
With the worship in the sky--
Mingles where no tempest darkens,
Rainbows evermore are hurled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
William Ross Wallace
Angels guard its strength and grace,
In the palace, cottage, hovel,
Oh, no matter where the place;
Would that never storms assailed it,
Rainbows ever gently curled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
Infancy's the tender fountain,
Power may with beauty flow,
Mother's first to guide the streamlets,
From them souls unresting grow--
Grow on for the good or evil,
Sunshine streamed or evil hurled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
Woman, how divine your mission
Here upon our natal sod!
Keep, oh, keep the young heart open
Always to the breath of God!
All true trophies of the ages
Are from mother-love impearled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
Blessings on the hand of women!
Fathers, sons, and daughters cry,
And the sacred song is mingled
With the worship in the sky--
Mingles where no tempest darkens,
Rainbows evermore are hurled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
William Ross Wallace
Friday, July 10, 2009
Copy cat
I really like this film named " My cousin Vinny". Its about 2 guys who get charged with murder by mistake! And 1 of them calls on his cousin Vinny who's supposed to be a lawyer. But this character Vinny is really funny. He hasnt actually got a degree in law yet, he's failed several times and doesnt know any court manners and procedures, but nevertheless, He ends up winning the case!
Its such a wonderful film and I just told Di that if she hasnt watched it, then she's really missing on something! She asked me to narrate to her the plot. And I was not even 2 sentences in it when she said, " Ohh! This is the story of the marathi film "Kaydyacha Bola!"
I was shocked!!
Cant these people spare anything at all?
Where is the originality gone?
Just imagine, I've grown up loving some films such as "Hum hai rahi pyaar ke" and after all these years, suddenly I come to know it is copied from a Hollywood film! I lose all the respect and love for bollywood because they do this.
And now, marathi films are keeping up with the notorious trend!
The advantages of copying a story and remaking it in Indian language by adapting it to the Indian social conditions is that, our population which does not understand english can enjoy the film!
Apart from that I dont see any point in trying to make money on someone else's intellect and ideas! That too without buying the copyrights.
As a creative person, I very well understand that there are works of other people that you might get totally impressed with. The right attitude has to be to take in all the +ve points like a sponge and have your original story ( its ok if its similar till some extent! That is much better than copying scene by scene, dialogue to dialogue.)
Dev D is such an example. This film is a director's take on the story of Devdas and at the same time his tribute to a lot of characters and director's that he's liked along the way, all these years. Now this is called acting mature! Because he's put his head to it!
Why do Indians copy films and music so often?
It looks like we just dont have any confidence in ourselves and our talent. Or are we out of ideas? Maybe we just dont want to use our head much. Maybe we dont want to take a chance and experiement with this medium of films!
India is the motherland of culture and drama and music! our history in dance drama goes back to centuries! We have to respect our history and come up with our original work, like our forefather's did!
Its true that Hollywood is much more advanced in the technique of film making, they also have that much budget. Bollywood is lacking, I believe, not because of talent but because of attitude!
To start off, why is our film industry being named Bollywood? Does the B stand for Bombay?
We have to begin by changing the name. Or simply call our industry, the Indian film Industry.... what's bad in it? This should also be followed by the Tollywood and the others!
Secondly , we give far too importance to beauty over talent! Talent is not at all respected in India. No wonder all our classical dancers and famous instrument players are settled abroad! Ofcourse, the lead roles have to be presentable. But not necessary that they have to be beauty queens with the perfect figures!
Thirdly, there is no proper planning in pre production, production and post production. In hollywood, the film makers will get down to work and make a storeyboard and pen out everything in details. Forget the story board here, do we even have a proper screenplay? Many times the writer comes on the set and writes the scene. What a waste of money!!
Our so called stars - The heroes and heroins set the standards for the films! 1st they come late! 2nd- They all are over priced for the kind of performance they deliver. 3rd - If they end up paying 6 crores on 1 star, just imagine how they do the budget for the rest of the crew!! It's as if 1 person rules the film! Is a film a hit only because of the star?? We need to learn to give due respect to each and evry person who makes filming possible! There has to be some sort of balance! Right now it is a completely unfair, unbalanced equation practiced in Films in India!
The 60's and 70's in Indian Cinema really saw all the best of films! The best thing about them was that they were original and far away from the impact of the western films. It wasnt called bollywood then.
Today everybody laughs at the bollywood films. But in this mudpool , lie some beautiful lotus. Ashutotosh Gowarikar, Sanjay Leela Bhansali etc are great film makers! They are the one's who bring out the essence of India!
The exaggeration, melodrama, dancing around the trees has to stop now! Our film makers have to get real!
They need to stop underestimating the audience and take them to be a fool! They have to respect our intellect and treat us accordingly!
Its such a wonderful film and I just told Di that if she hasnt watched it, then she's really missing on something! She asked me to narrate to her the plot. And I was not even 2 sentences in it when she said, " Ohh! This is the story of the marathi film "Kaydyacha Bola!"
I was shocked!!
Cant these people spare anything at all?
Where is the originality gone?
Just imagine, I've grown up loving some films such as "Hum hai rahi pyaar ke" and after all these years, suddenly I come to know it is copied from a Hollywood film! I lose all the respect and love for bollywood because they do this.
And now, marathi films are keeping up with the notorious trend!
The advantages of copying a story and remaking it in Indian language by adapting it to the Indian social conditions is that, our population which does not understand english can enjoy the film!
Apart from that I dont see any point in trying to make money on someone else's intellect and ideas! That too without buying the copyrights.
As a creative person, I very well understand that there are works of other people that you might get totally impressed with. The right attitude has to be to take in all the +ve points like a sponge and have your original story ( its ok if its similar till some extent! That is much better than copying scene by scene, dialogue to dialogue.)
Dev D is such an example. This film is a director's take on the story of Devdas and at the same time his tribute to a lot of characters and director's that he's liked along the way, all these years. Now this is called acting mature! Because he's put his head to it!
Why do Indians copy films and music so often?
It looks like we just dont have any confidence in ourselves and our talent. Or are we out of ideas? Maybe we just dont want to use our head much. Maybe we dont want to take a chance and experiement with this medium of films!
India is the motherland of culture and drama and music! our history in dance drama goes back to centuries! We have to respect our history and come up with our original work, like our forefather's did!
Its true that Hollywood is much more advanced in the technique of film making, they also have that much budget. Bollywood is lacking, I believe, not because of talent but because of attitude!
To start off, why is our film industry being named Bollywood? Does the B stand for Bombay?
We have to begin by changing the name. Or simply call our industry, the Indian film Industry.... what's bad in it? This should also be followed by the Tollywood and the others!
Secondly , we give far too importance to beauty over talent! Talent is not at all respected in India. No wonder all our classical dancers and famous instrument players are settled abroad! Ofcourse, the lead roles have to be presentable. But not necessary that they have to be beauty queens with the perfect figures!
Thirdly, there is no proper planning in pre production, production and post production. In hollywood, the film makers will get down to work and make a storeyboard and pen out everything in details. Forget the story board here, do we even have a proper screenplay? Many times the writer comes on the set and writes the scene. What a waste of money!!
Our so called stars - The heroes and heroins set the standards for the films! 1st they come late! 2nd- They all are over priced for the kind of performance they deliver. 3rd - If they end up paying 6 crores on 1 star, just imagine how they do the budget for the rest of the crew!! It's as if 1 person rules the film! Is a film a hit only because of the star?? We need to learn to give due respect to each and evry person who makes filming possible! There has to be some sort of balance! Right now it is a completely unfair, unbalanced equation practiced in Films in India!
The 60's and 70's in Indian Cinema really saw all the best of films! The best thing about them was that they were original and far away from the impact of the western films. It wasnt called bollywood then.
Today everybody laughs at the bollywood films. But in this mudpool , lie some beautiful lotus. Ashutotosh Gowarikar, Sanjay Leela Bhansali etc are great film makers! They are the one's who bring out the essence of India!
The exaggeration, melodrama, dancing around the trees has to stop now! Our film makers have to get real!
They need to stop underestimating the audience and take them to be a fool! They have to respect our intellect and treat us accordingly!
Monday, July 6, 2009
spending weekends
Margao very rarely sees a dance recital of a famous dancer, or a Classical music recital of a well known singer! Once in 6 months does an artist of International repute step into Margao to show his talent!
But even then, the participation of the general public in cultural activities is below expectation!
What is our Goan public doing on weekends?
Why dont they feel the need to come out and be culturally enriched?
Most of them are stuck to their television sets! Either Watching IIfa awards or a film or some bakwaas serials.
The youth is busy with internet or computer games. Its raining now a days, or most of them are on Mont e Hill (drinking,smoking,wasting time).
Some go out for dinner, and most prefer lazing at home since there is a busy week coming up!
well! you can do what you like throughout the year, but at least once in 3 to 4 months, take out special time to introduce your children to rare skill and talent??!
Once in 6 months open your heart to rare beats and soul touching music!!
We are not a Metropolitan city! And the exposure here is minimum! Most of the times, I hear most people proudly saying " Goa has so much potential and Talent! Goan youth are not given the opportunity!" .
Do we take the opportunity when it comes? Or do we prefer to lazily sit at home and relax?
From when did Goans start thoughtlessly running behind money and jobs?
Now a days, the youth is only interested in those activities that can help him/her earn money!
India has so much to offer...... When are we going to understand the importance of our culture?
when some outsiders patents The Philosophy of Yoga? Or our classical dance styles? Our music? our Traditions?
Why do we give respect to our culture only when a foreigner thinks it is great? Cant we judge a talent on our own? Where is our high sense, high talent gone?
But even then, the participation of the general public in cultural activities is below expectation!
What is our Goan public doing on weekends?
Why dont they feel the need to come out and be culturally enriched?
Most of them are stuck to their television sets! Either Watching IIfa awards or a film or some bakwaas serials.
The youth is busy with internet or computer games. Its raining now a days, or most of them are on Mont e Hill (drinking,smoking,wasting time).
Some go out for dinner, and most prefer lazing at home since there is a busy week coming up!
well! you can do what you like throughout the year, but at least once in 3 to 4 months, take out special time to introduce your children to rare skill and talent??!
Once in 6 months open your heart to rare beats and soul touching music!!
We are not a Metropolitan city! And the exposure here is minimum! Most of the times, I hear most people proudly saying " Goa has so much potential and Talent! Goan youth are not given the opportunity!" .
Do we take the opportunity when it comes? Or do we prefer to lazily sit at home and relax?
From when did Goans start thoughtlessly running behind money and jobs?
Now a days, the youth is only interested in those activities that can help him/her earn money!
India has so much to offer...... When are we going to understand the importance of our culture?
when some outsiders patents The Philosophy of Yoga? Or our classical dance styles? Our music? our Traditions?
Why do we give respect to our culture only when a foreigner thinks it is great? Cant we judge a talent on our own? Where is our high sense, high talent gone?
Sunday, July 5, 2009
what?why?how?where?
Questions!
some people just love asking questions!
When I was a child mamma told me its good to ask questions, you learn more!
But is that the reason why people ask so many questions?
Why did you go there?
Why are you wearing this?
Why dont you tell me?
Why ? What? Where? How?
What took you so long?
What is your problem?
What is wrong with you?
What the F***!!!
There are very few times I am glad that someone asked me a question, because most of the times, people ask the 1st thing that crosses their mind!
And that 1st thing is something rediculous, most of the times!
On clothes:
The day I wear a saree, they ask me: Why are you wearing a saree today?
The day I wear jeans, they ask: Why jeans?
On career:
The day I got graduated in law, they ask: Why dont you practice law?
If they get to know I am learning dance, they say: Why at this age?
If I laugh at a joke, " What was so good about it?"
If I dont, " Why is your mood always off?"
When I come home late, " Why were you late?"
When I am early, " Why so early?"
When I dont tell I am going out, " Why dont you tell?"
When I do tell, " Where, When , How? Why?"
GODDDDD!
I so wished people asked questions in order to learn more. Not just to interfere in other's life!
There definately needs to be a special lesson in schools to teach the kids where to ask a question and where not to, What about, and what not about!
All these people never ask the government , why it didnt fulfill what it promised?
All these people never ask The criminals, Why? what? where? how?
They never feel the need to question a man who's cruel to kids, who's cruel to animals! Nor will they Question those who dirty the roads, who dont have any civic sense!
Question to learn more!
Question when someone goes wrong!
Question when you feel the pinch!
Question to make a positive change!
some people just love asking questions!
When I was a child mamma told me its good to ask questions, you learn more!
But is that the reason why people ask so many questions?
Why did you go there?
Why are you wearing this?
Why dont you tell me?
Why ? What? Where? How?
What took you so long?
What is your problem?
What is wrong with you?
What the F***!!!
There are very few times I am glad that someone asked me a question, because most of the times, people ask the 1st thing that crosses their mind!
And that 1st thing is something rediculous, most of the times!
On clothes:
The day I wear a saree, they ask me: Why are you wearing a saree today?
The day I wear jeans, they ask: Why jeans?
On career:
The day I got graduated in law, they ask: Why dont you practice law?
If they get to know I am learning dance, they say: Why at this age?
If I laugh at a joke, " What was so good about it?"
If I dont, " Why is your mood always off?"
When I come home late, " Why were you late?"
When I am early, " Why so early?"
When I dont tell I am going out, " Why dont you tell?"
When I do tell, " Where, When , How? Why?"
GODDDDD!
I so wished people asked questions in order to learn more. Not just to interfere in other's life!
There definately needs to be a special lesson in schools to teach the kids where to ask a question and where not to, What about, and what not about!
All these people never ask the government , why it didnt fulfill what it promised?
All these people never ask The criminals, Why? what? where? how?
They never feel the need to question a man who's cruel to kids, who's cruel to animals! Nor will they Question those who dirty the roads, who dont have any civic sense!
Question to learn more!
Question when someone goes wrong!
Question when you feel the pinch!
Question to make a positive change!
Saturday, June 27, 2009
How I Met Your Mother
It’s a story about a guy named Ted ( The Architect) who stays in NY and its about him telling his kids how he met their mother!
From episode 1 , this has been the most entertaining and hilarious series I’ve ever watched! Everybody spoke about Friends ….. but man! When you watch HIMYM you know, friends is exaggerated and after all not so funny! ( well! I never enjoyed the series!)
There are 5 main characters here- Ted who shares his apartment with his college best friend Marshall ( a law student) and Marshall’s college time girl friend- Lily( a kindergarten teacher)! Then there’s a new friend they make at a local bar named Barney ( He is legen – wait for it –dary) . (They always ask him “What do you do for a living Barney?” Barney answers (always) “Oh Please” - In short he never tells what his occupation is!) Now this character is what makes the show so cool! Barney always has different theories about life which are outrageous! And then there is this very pretty female called Robin who’s a journalist.
The story is inspired by the true life of Carter Bay and Craig Thomas who are the writers of this series- played by Ted and Marshall!
I am making a recommendation here- watch it!
Every Friday 8.30 pm on star world!
From episode 1 , this has been the most entertaining and hilarious series I’ve ever watched! Everybody spoke about Friends ….. but man! When you watch HIMYM you know, friends is exaggerated and after all not so funny! ( well! I never enjoyed the series!)
There are 5 main characters here- Ted who shares his apartment with his college best friend Marshall ( a law student) and Marshall’s college time girl friend- Lily( a kindergarten teacher)! Then there’s a new friend they make at a local bar named Barney ( He is legen – wait for it –dary) . (They always ask him “What do you do for a living Barney?” Barney answers (always) “Oh Please” - In short he never tells what his occupation is!) Now this character is what makes the show so cool! Barney always has different theories about life which are outrageous! And then there is this very pretty female called Robin who’s a journalist.
The story is inspired by the true life of Carter Bay and Craig Thomas who are the writers of this series- played by Ted and Marshall!
I am making a recommendation here- watch it!
Every Friday 8.30 pm on star world!
About Sexuality
I don’t understand why the west makes so much noise about sexuality! They love to make it into a major issue!
Now that they are bored of (over) sleeping with the opposite sex, they want to try out something new! So what do they do?.......They invent the story of a man born with an urge to love another man and vice versa.
I wonder from when these gay- lesbian issues started? And while a part of me thinks I don’t want to interfere into people’s sexuality problems, the other part says , “ well! These gays and lesbians are messing up our lives!”
Today they say same gender sex is ok! Tomorrow some other class of people will claim to enjoy an adult and child sex, some third class will claim human being to animal sex as perfectly normal!
These un-natural relationships are not ok! And they will never be! Gosh I hope India at least will never legalize same sex marriages!
What kind of a “trend” are we setting for our kids here? Tomorrow when my girl grows up she will have a choice to make- whether she wants to marry a boy or a girl? This is ridiculous! We are confusing our species here!
Now that they are bored of (over) sleeping with the opposite sex, they want to try out something new! So what do they do?.......They invent the story of a man born with an urge to love another man and vice versa.
I wonder from when these gay- lesbian issues started? And while a part of me thinks I don’t want to interfere into people’s sexuality problems, the other part says , “ well! These gays and lesbians are messing up our lives!”
Today they say same gender sex is ok! Tomorrow some other class of people will claim to enjoy an adult and child sex, some third class will claim human being to animal sex as perfectly normal!
These un-natural relationships are not ok! And they will never be! Gosh I hope India at least will never legalize same sex marriages!
What kind of a “trend” are we setting for our kids here? Tomorrow when my girl grows up she will have a choice to make- whether she wants to marry a boy or a girl? This is ridiculous! We are confusing our species here!
Friday, June 26, 2009
Wacko Jacko
Today morning I read about Michael Jackson in TOI that he was planning his next shows in great style!
I put on the TV and I read the ticker saying he's dead!
I know he's called the king of POP, and he was- he really was! At a time when I didnt understand or talk in English, everytime his songs would play on MTV, I would run to my TV just to watch him sing and dance to some of the most amazing tunes!
Ofcourse in recent times he's been a part of all the bad news, and the multiple plastic surgeries made him look like a ghost even before his death! ( I've heard he had some skin disease which caused his skin to change its colour and in ordet to correct it, he went through many surgeries!)
I've mixed feelings about this eccentric man, who's a Legend! He's called a "Wacko Jacko" for his maverick living habits- once he slept in a hyperbaric oxygen chamber to slow the aging process, had a cleft put in his chin coz he wanted masculine features! There were various news about him involved in a child sexual abuse!
How much of what is reported in the news is to be believed is a question always unanswered! But its true that he had to let a Strip search done on him for the case!
Well! Let me keep the bad side of this man apart! When I heard of his death, (he was only 50)all I could think of was his amazing music and the great dance moves! He definately was my 1st experience of western pop music...... and till date I love it- Thanks to Michael Jackson! The world is going to surely miss him! and so will I!
I put on the TV and I read the ticker saying he's dead!
I know he's called the king of POP, and he was- he really was! At a time when I didnt understand or talk in English, everytime his songs would play on MTV, I would run to my TV just to watch him sing and dance to some of the most amazing tunes!
Ofcourse in recent times he's been a part of all the bad news, and the multiple plastic surgeries made him look like a ghost even before his death! ( I've heard he had some skin disease which caused his skin to change its colour and in ordet to correct it, he went through many surgeries!)
I've mixed feelings about this eccentric man, who's a Legend! He's called a "Wacko Jacko" for his maverick living habits- once he slept in a hyperbaric oxygen chamber to slow the aging process, had a cleft put in his chin coz he wanted masculine features! There were various news about him involved in a child sexual abuse!
How much of what is reported in the news is to be believed is a question always unanswered! But its true that he had to let a Strip search done on him for the case!
Well! Let me keep the bad side of this man apart! When I heard of his death, (he was only 50)all I could think of was his amazing music and the great dance moves! He definately was my 1st experience of western pop music...... and till date I love it- Thanks to Michael Jackson! The world is going to surely miss him! and so will I!
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
The New English
For all of you English teachers. Hear is something for laughs
or shall we say lafs.
European English:
The European Commission has just announced an agreement whereby English will be the official language of the European Union rather than German, which was the other possibility.
As part of the negotiations, the British Government conceded that English spelling had some room for improvement and has accepted a 5-year phase-in plan that would become known as "Euro-English".
In the first year, "s" will replace the soft "c". Sertainly, this will make the sivil servants jump with joy. The hard "c" will be dropped in favour of "k". This should klear up konfusion, and keyboards kan have one less letter. There will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year when the troublesome "ph" will be replaced with "f". This will make words like fotograf 20% shorter.
In the 3rd year, publik akseptanse of the new spelling kan be expekted to reach the stage where! more komplikated changes are possible.
Governments will enkourage the removal of double letters which have always ben a deterent to akurate speling.
Also, al wil agre that the horibl mes of the silent "e" in the languag is disgrasful and it should go away.
By the 4th yer people wil be reseptiv to steps such as replasing "th" with "z" and "w" with "v".
During ze fifz yer, ze unesesary "o" kan be dropd from vords kontaining "ou" and after ziz fifz yer, ve vil hav a reil
sensibl riten styl.
Zer vil be no mor trubl or difikultis and evrivun vil find it ezi tu understand ech oza. Ze drem of a united urop vil finali kum tru.
Und efter ze fifz yer, ve vil al be speking German like zey
vunted in ze forst plas.
If zis mad you smil, pleas pas on to oza pepl .
or shall we say lafs.
European English:
The European Commission has just announced an agreement whereby English will be the official language of the European Union rather than German, which was the other possibility.
As part of the negotiations, the British Government conceded that English spelling had some room for improvement and has accepted a 5-year phase-in plan that would become known as "Euro-English".
In the first year, "s" will replace the soft "c". Sertainly, this will make the sivil servants jump with joy. The hard "c" will be dropped in favour of "k". This should klear up konfusion, and keyboards kan have one less letter. There will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year when the troublesome "ph" will be replaced with "f". This will make words like fotograf 20% shorter.
In the 3rd year, publik akseptanse of the new spelling kan be expekted to reach the stage where! more komplikated changes are possible.
Governments will enkourage the removal of double letters which have always ben a deterent to akurate speling.
Also, al wil agre that the horibl mes of the silent "e" in the languag is disgrasful and it should go away.
By the 4th yer people wil be reseptiv to steps such as replasing "th" with "z" and "w" with "v".
During ze fifz yer, ze unesesary "o" kan be dropd from vords kontaining "ou" and after ziz fifz yer, ve vil hav a reil
sensibl riten styl.
Zer vil be no mor trubl or difikultis and evrivun vil find it ezi tu understand ech oza. Ze drem of a united urop vil finali kum tru.
Und efter ze fifz yer, ve vil al be speking German like zey
vunted in ze forst plas.
If zis mad you smil, pleas pas on to oza pepl .
Impact of job change
A taxi passenger tapped the driver on the shoulder to ask him a question.
The driver screamed, lost control of the car, nearly hit a bus, went up on
the footpath, and stopped centimeters from a shop window.
For a second everything went quiet in the cab, then the driver said:
"Look mate, don't ever do that again. You scared the daylights out of me!".
The passenger apologized and said, "I didn't realize that a little tap
would scare you so much."
The driver replied, "Sorry, it's not really your fault. Today is my first
day as a cab driver - I've been driving a van carrying dead Bodies for the
last 25 years.......u can imagine what went into my mind when u touched my
back!!
The driver screamed, lost control of the car, nearly hit a bus, went up on
the footpath, and stopped centimeters from a shop window.
For a second everything went quiet in the cab, then the driver said:
"Look mate, don't ever do that again. You scared the daylights out of me!".
The passenger apologized and said, "I didn't realize that a little tap
would scare you so much."
The driver replied, "Sorry, it's not really your fault. Today is my first
day as a cab driver - I've been driving a van carrying dead Bodies for the
last 25 years.......u can imagine what went into my mind when u touched my
back!!
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Life Is A CELEBRATION
It took me all this time to realize what this means, to really feel that way about life! And now when I have started enjoying life……I know it is true!
Throughout my life I’ve been a big fan of motivational books and speakers. Most of them say this statement repeatedly and I never understood it!
With stress, exam tensions, the thought of making a successful career, handling my personal expectations and at the same time the expectations of so many others……..and other 1000 things on my mind……. How can I treat life to be a celebration? How could I enjoy the small things as well as the big events….. I couldn’t!
Life stops to be a celebration the moment you get tensed about the different things you have to do to keep it moving! Worries about the past, the present and the future, self doubt, low self esteem and lack of confidence makes things worse!
Amongst the many experiments that I keep doing with my life……this 1 has been the most productive of all! And all I had to do was to get off the track, the bus, the race… whatever you call it…… the pace of life that keeps moving us upside down!
Just get off it!
Slow down!
Take a deep breath!
Think about no-one but yourself!
And suddenly after a few months, the roller coaster came to a complete stop! Ohh I was so uncomfortable with the slow speed and then a complete stop? It was insane!
As hard as I was trying to close in on my core, the world was trying to push in to know the why’s, the what’s and the how’s!
This was the 1st time I gave so much of thought to what my soul was saying, what was my heart beating for? As I shun the outside world , the noises reduced and suddenly I could hear myself clearly.
I realized that my soul has always been guiding me, telling me, stopping me…..but I never cared to listen to it attentively! There were too many things too many people were telling me! Backing their theories with stories of success, of making great money, of having a lot of material things in life.
Our head works so much , so cruelly……that we forget to listen to our heart!
Now I realize that all I need to be happy is myself! As long as I can hear my inner voice , there’s nothing to confuse me, nothing to doubt about myself.
Within me I’ve the music that my soul dances to….and that’s what I need to make my life into a celebration!
Ingredients that I added in my life:
Exercises: keeps the body fit and utilizes the energy well!
1. Yoga – it relaxes, takes off all the tensions from the body, mind and soul! Especially saying “ OM ” ..The sound vibrates in the body to give inner peace. Or listen to the sound of a shankha ( just close your eyes and let the vibrations touch your heart…. Its an amazing feeling).
2. A walk- ( preferably with music) : enhances my imagination, helps me think.
3. Dance: the ultimate way to celebrate life is to swing to the beats and let your body do the talking!
4. Music: a mood enhancer , provides me all the food for thought!
5. Drama, films: it’s a food for thought, there is a joy in enacting a character…in being someone else on stage and being appreciated by a live audience!
6. Travel: my choice is to go to forested areas where there is no much tourism. Just sit , close your eyes and listen to the sounds of the birds, the rustling of the leaves and different calls of the animal kingdom!
7. Swim: not in a swimming pool but a fresh water stream.
8. Keep the company of the right people , subtract those who comment and hurt .
9. Consciously try to make the atmosphere around you positive.
10. If there’s anger, frustration inside which you just cannot deal with…. Take your friend, go to a lonely beach/place and shout at the top of your voice. (Its not as easy as it sounds!)
11. Write a blog. Write about how you feel, let people know.
12. Fight for your right!
Ingredients to take off from life:
1. stop the activity that’s most giving tension, stress etc. ( in my case this meant an immediate career change)
2. If being with certain people or going to certain functions bothers you or gives you stress- stop it! Stop going until you are strong enough to deal with it.
3. Don’t listen to what your parents, friends and others have to say the whole time about what you are. Know what you are, and stand for what you believe in.
Throughout my life I’ve been a big fan of motivational books and speakers. Most of them say this statement repeatedly and I never understood it!
With stress, exam tensions, the thought of making a successful career, handling my personal expectations and at the same time the expectations of so many others……..and other 1000 things on my mind……. How can I treat life to be a celebration? How could I enjoy the small things as well as the big events….. I couldn’t!
Life stops to be a celebration the moment you get tensed about the different things you have to do to keep it moving! Worries about the past, the present and the future, self doubt, low self esteem and lack of confidence makes things worse!
Amongst the many experiments that I keep doing with my life……this 1 has been the most productive of all! And all I had to do was to get off the track, the bus, the race… whatever you call it…… the pace of life that keeps moving us upside down!
Just get off it!
Slow down!
Take a deep breath!
Think about no-one but yourself!
And suddenly after a few months, the roller coaster came to a complete stop! Ohh I was so uncomfortable with the slow speed and then a complete stop? It was insane!
As hard as I was trying to close in on my core, the world was trying to push in to know the why’s, the what’s and the how’s!
This was the 1st time I gave so much of thought to what my soul was saying, what was my heart beating for? As I shun the outside world , the noises reduced and suddenly I could hear myself clearly.
I realized that my soul has always been guiding me, telling me, stopping me…..but I never cared to listen to it attentively! There were too many things too many people were telling me! Backing their theories with stories of success, of making great money, of having a lot of material things in life.
Our head works so much , so cruelly……that we forget to listen to our heart!
Now I realize that all I need to be happy is myself! As long as I can hear my inner voice , there’s nothing to confuse me, nothing to doubt about myself.
Within me I’ve the music that my soul dances to….and that’s what I need to make my life into a celebration!
Ingredients that I added in my life:
Exercises: keeps the body fit and utilizes the energy well!
1. Yoga – it relaxes, takes off all the tensions from the body, mind and soul! Especially saying “ OM ” ..The sound vibrates in the body to give inner peace. Or listen to the sound of a shankha ( just close your eyes and let the vibrations touch your heart…. Its an amazing feeling).
2. A walk- ( preferably with music) : enhances my imagination, helps me think.
3. Dance: the ultimate way to celebrate life is to swing to the beats and let your body do the talking!
4. Music: a mood enhancer , provides me all the food for thought!
5. Drama, films: it’s a food for thought, there is a joy in enacting a character…in being someone else on stage and being appreciated by a live audience!
6. Travel: my choice is to go to forested areas where there is no much tourism. Just sit , close your eyes and listen to the sounds of the birds, the rustling of the leaves and different calls of the animal kingdom!
7. Swim: not in a swimming pool but a fresh water stream.
8. Keep the company of the right people , subtract those who comment and hurt .
9. Consciously try to make the atmosphere around you positive.
10. If there’s anger, frustration inside which you just cannot deal with…. Take your friend, go to a lonely beach/place and shout at the top of your voice. (Its not as easy as it sounds!)
11. Write a blog. Write about how you feel, let people know.
12. Fight for your right!
Ingredients to take off from life:
1. stop the activity that’s most giving tension, stress etc. ( in my case this meant an immediate career change)
2. If being with certain people or going to certain functions bothers you or gives you stress- stop it! Stop going until you are strong enough to deal with it.
3. Don’t listen to what your parents, friends and others have to say the whole time about what you are. Know what you are, and stand for what you believe in.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
WHY I AM A HINDU
(This is the most interesting mail I got about my religion! Its a must read. This mail says it all!)
Four years ago, I was flying from JFK NY Airport to SFO to attend a
meeting at Monterey , CA. An American girl was sitting on the right side,
near window seat. It indeed was a long journey - it would take nearly
seven hours.
I was surprised to see the young girl reading a Bible unusual of young
Americans. After some time she smiled and we had few acquaintances
talk. I told her that I am from India. Then suddenly the girl asked:
'What's your faith?' 'What?' I didn't understand the question.
'I mean, what's your religion? Are you a Christian? Or a Muslim?'
'No!' I replied, 'I am neither Christian nor Muslim'.
Apparently she appeared shocked to listen to that. 'Then who are you?'
'I am a Hindu', I said.
She looked at me as if she was seeing a caged animal. She could not
understand what I was talking about.
A common man in Europe or US knows about Christianity and Islam, as they
are the leading religions of the world today. But a Hindu, what?
I explained to her - I am born to a Hindu father and Hindu mother.
Therefore, I am a Hindu by birth.
'Who is your prophet?' she asked.
'We don't have a prophet,' I replied.
'What's your Holy Book?'
'We don't have a single Holy Book, but we have hundreds and thousands of
philosophical and sacred scriptures,' I replied.
'Oh, come on at least tell me who is your God?'
'What do you mean by that?'
'Like we have Jesus and Muslims have Allah - don't you have a God?'
I thought for a moment. Muslims and Christians believe one God (Male
God) who created the world and takes an interest in the humans who
inhabit it. Her mind is conditioned with that kind of belief.
According to her (or anybody who doesn't know about Hinduism), a
religion needs to have one Prophet, one Holy book and one God. The mind
is so conditioned and rigidly narrowed down to such a notion that
anything else is not acceptable. I understood her perception and
concept about faith. You can't compare Hinduism with any of the present
leading religions where you have to believe in one concept of god.
I tried to explain to her: 'You can believe in one god and he can be a
Hindu.. You may believe in multiple deities and still you can be a
Hindu. What's more - you may not believe in god at all, still you can be
a Hindu. An atheist can also be a Hindu.'
This sounded very crazy to her. She couldn't imagine a religion so
unorganized, still surviving for thousands of years, even after
onslaught from foreign forces.
'I don't understand but it seems very interesting. Are you religious?'
What can I tell to this American girl? I said: 'I do not go to temple
regularly. I do not make any regular rituals. I have learned some of
the rituals in my younger days. I still enjoy doing it sometimes..'
'Enjoy? Are you not afraid of God?'
'God is a friend. No- I am not afraid of God. Nobody has made any
compulsions on me to perform these rituals regularly.'
She thought for a while and then asked: 'Have you ever thought of
converting to any other religion?'
'Why should I? Even if I challenge some of the rituals and faith in
Hinduism, nobody can convert me from Hinduism. Because, being a Hindu
allows me to think independently and objectively, without conditioning.
I remain as a Hindu never by force, but choice.' I told her that
Hinduism is not a religion, but a set of beliefs and practices. It is
not a religion like Christianity or Islam because it is not founded by
any one person or does not have an organized controlling body like the
Church or the Order, I added. There is no institution or authority..
'So, you don't believe in God?' she wanted everything in black and
white.
'I didn't say that. I do not discard the divine reality. Our scripture,
or Sruthis or Smrithis - Vedas and Upanishads or the Gita - say God
might be there or he might not be there. But we pray to that supreme
abstract authority (Para Brahma) that is the creator of this universe.'
'Why can't you believe in one personal God?'
'We have a concept - abstract - not a personal god. The concept or
notion of a personal God, hiding behind the clouds of secrecy, telling
us irrational stories through few men whom he sends as messengers,
demanding us to worship him or punish us, does not make sense. I don't
think that God is as silly as an autocratic emperor who wants others to
respect him or fear him.' I told her that such notions are just fancies
of less educated human imagination and fallacies, adding that generally
ethnic religious practitioners in Hinduism believe in personal gods.
The entry level Hinduism has over-whelming superstitions too. The
philosophical side of Hinduism negates all superstitions..
'Good that you agree God might exist. You told that you pray. What is
your prayer then?'
'Loka Samastha Sukino Bhavantu. Om Shanti, Shanti, Shanti,'
'Funny,' she laughed, 'What does it mean?'
'May all the beings in all the worlds be happy. Om Peace, Peace, Peace.'
'Hmm ..very interesting.. I want to learn more about this religion. It
is so democratic, broad-minded and free' she exclaimed.
'The fact is Hinduism is a religion of the individual, for the
individual and by the individual with its roots in the Vedas and the
Bhagavad-Gita. It is all about an individual approaching a personal God
in an individual way according to his temperament and inner evolution -
it is as simple as that.'
'How does anybody convert to Hinduism?'
'Nobody can convert you to Hinduism, because it is not a religion, but a
set of beliefs and practices. Everything is acceptable in Hinduism
because there is no single authority or organization either to accept it
or to reject it or to oppose it on behalf of Hinduism.'
For a real seeker, I told her, the Bible itself gives guidelines when it
says ' Kingdom of God is within you.' I reminded her of Christ's
teaching about the love that we have for each other. That is where you
can find the meaning of life.
Loving each and every creation of the God is absolute and real.
'Isavasyam idam sarvam' Isam (the God) is present (inhabits) here
everywhere - nothing exists separate from the God, because God is
present everywhere. Respect every living being and non-living things as
God. That's what Hinduism teaches you.
Hinduism is referred to as Sanathana Dharma, the eternal faith. It is
based on the practice of Dharma, the code of life. The most important
aspect of Hinduism is being truthful to oneself. Hinduism has no
monopoly on ideas.- It is open to all. Hindus believe in one God (not a
personal one) expressed in different forms. For them, God is timeless
and formless entity.
Ancestors of today's Hindus believe in eternal truths and cosmic laws
and these truths are opened to anyone who seeks them But there is a
section of Hindus who are either superstitious or turned fanatic to make
this an organized religion like others. The British coin the word
'Hindu' and considered it as a religion.
I said: 'Religions have become an MLM (multi-level-marketing) industry
that has been trying to expand the market share by conversion. The
biggest business in today's world is Spirituality. Hinduism is no
exception'
I am a Hindu primarily because it professes Non-violence - 'Ahimsa
Paramo Dharma' - Non violence is the highest duty. I am a Hindu because
it doesn't conditions my mind with any faith system. A man/woman who
change's his/her birth religion to another religion is a fake and does
not value his/her morals, culture and values in life. Hinduism was the
first religion originated. Be proud of your religion and be proud of
who you are.
Four years ago, I was flying from JFK NY Airport to SFO to attend a
meeting at Monterey , CA. An American girl was sitting on the right side,
near window seat. It indeed was a long journey - it would take nearly
seven hours.
I was surprised to see the young girl reading a Bible unusual of young
Americans. After some time she smiled and we had few acquaintances
talk. I told her that I am from India. Then suddenly the girl asked:
'What's your faith?' 'What?' I didn't understand the question.
'I mean, what's your religion? Are you a Christian? Or a Muslim?'
'No!' I replied, 'I am neither Christian nor Muslim'.
Apparently she appeared shocked to listen to that. 'Then who are you?'
'I am a Hindu', I said.
She looked at me as if she was seeing a caged animal. She could not
understand what I was talking about.
A common man in Europe or US knows about Christianity and Islam, as they
are the leading religions of the world today. But a Hindu, what?
I explained to her - I am born to a Hindu father and Hindu mother.
Therefore, I am a Hindu by birth.
'Who is your prophet?' she asked.
'We don't have a prophet,' I replied.
'What's your Holy Book?'
'We don't have a single Holy Book, but we have hundreds and thousands of
philosophical and sacred scriptures,' I replied.
'Oh, come on at least tell me who is your God?'
'What do you mean by that?'
'Like we have Jesus and Muslims have Allah - don't you have a God?'
I thought for a moment. Muslims and Christians believe one God (Male
God) who created the world and takes an interest in the humans who
inhabit it. Her mind is conditioned with that kind of belief.
According to her (or anybody who doesn't know about Hinduism), a
religion needs to have one Prophet, one Holy book and one God. The mind
is so conditioned and rigidly narrowed down to such a notion that
anything else is not acceptable. I understood her perception and
concept about faith. You can't compare Hinduism with any of the present
leading religions where you have to believe in one concept of god.
I tried to explain to her: 'You can believe in one god and he can be a
Hindu.. You may believe in multiple deities and still you can be a
Hindu. What's more - you may not believe in god at all, still you can be
a Hindu. An atheist can also be a Hindu.'
This sounded very crazy to her. She couldn't imagine a religion so
unorganized, still surviving for thousands of years, even after
onslaught from foreign forces.
'I don't understand but it seems very interesting. Are you religious?'
What can I tell to this American girl? I said: 'I do not go to temple
regularly. I do not make any regular rituals. I have learned some of
the rituals in my younger days. I still enjoy doing it sometimes..'
'Enjoy? Are you not afraid of God?'
'God is a friend. No- I am not afraid of God. Nobody has made any
compulsions on me to perform these rituals regularly.'
She thought for a while and then asked: 'Have you ever thought of
converting to any other religion?'
'Why should I? Even if I challenge some of the rituals and faith in
Hinduism, nobody can convert me from Hinduism. Because, being a Hindu
allows me to think independently and objectively, without conditioning.
I remain as a Hindu never by force, but choice.' I told her that
Hinduism is not a religion, but a set of beliefs and practices. It is
not a religion like Christianity or Islam because it is not founded by
any one person or does not have an organized controlling body like the
Church or the Order, I added. There is no institution or authority..
'So, you don't believe in God?' she wanted everything in black and
white.
'I didn't say that. I do not discard the divine reality. Our scripture,
or Sruthis or Smrithis - Vedas and Upanishads or the Gita - say God
might be there or he might not be there. But we pray to that supreme
abstract authority (Para Brahma) that is the creator of this universe.'
'Why can't you believe in one personal God?'
'We have a concept - abstract - not a personal god. The concept or
notion of a personal God, hiding behind the clouds of secrecy, telling
us irrational stories through few men whom he sends as messengers,
demanding us to worship him or punish us, does not make sense. I don't
think that God is as silly as an autocratic emperor who wants others to
respect him or fear him.' I told her that such notions are just fancies
of less educated human imagination and fallacies, adding that generally
ethnic religious practitioners in Hinduism believe in personal gods.
The entry level Hinduism has over-whelming superstitions too. The
philosophical side of Hinduism negates all superstitions..
'Good that you agree God might exist. You told that you pray. What is
your prayer then?'
'Loka Samastha Sukino Bhavantu. Om Shanti, Shanti, Shanti,'
'Funny,' she laughed, 'What does it mean?'
'May all the beings in all the worlds be happy. Om Peace, Peace, Peace.'
'Hmm ..very interesting.. I want to learn more about this religion. It
is so democratic, broad-minded and free' she exclaimed.
'The fact is Hinduism is a religion of the individual, for the
individual and by the individual with its roots in the Vedas and the
Bhagavad-Gita. It is all about an individual approaching a personal God
in an individual way according to his temperament and inner evolution -
it is as simple as that.'
'How does anybody convert to Hinduism?'
'Nobody can convert you to Hinduism, because it is not a religion, but a
set of beliefs and practices. Everything is acceptable in Hinduism
because there is no single authority or organization either to accept it
or to reject it or to oppose it on behalf of Hinduism.'
For a real seeker, I told her, the Bible itself gives guidelines when it
says ' Kingdom of God is within you.' I reminded her of Christ's
teaching about the love that we have for each other. That is where you
can find the meaning of life.
Loving each and every creation of the God is absolute and real.
'Isavasyam idam sarvam' Isam (the God) is present (inhabits) here
everywhere - nothing exists separate from the God, because God is
present everywhere. Respect every living being and non-living things as
God. That's what Hinduism teaches you.
Hinduism is referred to as Sanathana Dharma, the eternal faith. It is
based on the practice of Dharma, the code of life. The most important
aspect of Hinduism is being truthful to oneself. Hinduism has no
monopoly on ideas.- It is open to all. Hindus believe in one God (not a
personal one) expressed in different forms. For them, God is timeless
and formless entity.
Ancestors of today's Hindus believe in eternal truths and cosmic laws
and these truths are opened to anyone who seeks them But there is a
section of Hindus who are either superstitious or turned fanatic to make
this an organized religion like others. The British coin the word
'Hindu' and considered it as a religion.
I said: 'Religions have become an MLM (multi-level-marketing) industry
that has been trying to expand the market share by conversion. The
biggest business in today's world is Spirituality. Hinduism is no
exception'
I am a Hindu primarily because it professes Non-violence - 'Ahimsa
Paramo Dharma' - Non violence is the highest duty. I am a Hindu because
it doesn't conditions my mind with any faith system. A man/woman who
change's his/her birth religion to another religion is a fake and does
not value his/her morals, culture and values in life. Hinduism was the
first religion originated. Be proud of your religion and be proud of
who you are.
Friday, May 29, 2009
The Policy of Non Interference
It simply means that you strictly don’t go to interfere in other’s life and expect the same from the others.
Ever since I remember, I’ve been a strict follower of this principal. When I started out practicing this theory, a few times I erred, but that was mostly cause I cared about the people I interfered with. And then I realized, see? That’s how it starts! Everybody is sane enough and big enough to handle their own lives. Until and unless they ask for help, you don’t need to step in!
Somehow this is a principal not at all liked and accepted in the society that I am a part of. I’ve had my small share of life in Metro’s and I’ve loved the life because everybody follows this principal of non interference.
Every place- small or big has its own problems. And “ interference” is a No. 1 problem in Goa. You can’t really predict who won’t interfere with your life cause by and large – everyone does.
“Why don’t you wear your mangalsutra? Aren’t you married? Or is it simply because of style and fashion? But I tell you, you should wear your mangalsutra otherwise any men will start eyeing you!”
This dialogue was from a man I didn’t know but who knew my family well! My 1st few reactions were ( in my head) , “ what the hell is his problem? Until his wife wears a mangalsutra , why does he need to interfere and advise other’s wives? Is he attracted to me? Must be a MCP!”
There’s a bhashan I can give him on my theories of “why not to wear a mangalsutra!” but the question is , will he ever understand? What is the level of intelligence that I am dealing with over here?”
Its worthless talking to some people, and so I give a faint smile which clearly states, “Who are you? I don’t know you! Get lost!” and walk away!
“ Janaki you have become so fat! You look like an aunty!”
This dialogue from a woman who herself is no bigger than a stick! Men joke on her calling her a matchstick, and as flat as an airport (for obvious reasons!). As for me- I’ve always been a “khate peete Gharane ki Ladki!” – not fat, not thin!
I have a 1000 comments lined on such people, but I choose only 1, “hey, long time! Where were you all this time? In Somalia?”
People call me rude and outspoken!
I am none of the above!
People fail to mention how rude they are to others, how their tongues waggle all the time- they never mention.
There’s a saying, “you don’t need to tell a balding man he’s losing his hair! He already knows!”
But in our society our people make it a point to remind others of painful truths, remind others of memories they most want to forget.
Recently one of my close friend lost her 10 month old baby to an accident that happened at home. When I went to see her, there were women who were talking about how the mother was careless and what she shouldn’t have done. They were also blaming a person directly responsible for the death of the child!
An accident is an accident! It’s an unfortunate sudden incident! Which mother and which person would want an innocent child dead?
I wanted to shut the mouths which were making things worse for my friend! Blames, what if’s are not things to discuss at such a delicate moment in somebody’s life!
What is it that makes people to interfere in other’s lives?
1. If its someone close to you- best friend, mother, father, sister- who’s asking personal questions- its because of love and care. Till an extent, they have a right to interfere but that doesn’t mean they keep eating your head with queries. Why’s, how’s, where’s……… come on- show some trust sometime! It’s necessary.
We don’t have all the answers all the time! We are as confused as the person questioning us! And at that point all we need from our loved one’s is support and faith in us!
2. Most people interfere through “comments”- that is the safest and sure shot way to hit the person where it hurts!
Such people deserve a back answer which is 3 times more rude then their comment so that the next time they think of commenting on you- they think a 100 times.
3. Enquiring questions, such as, “what are you doing now?” “Why are you not doing this?” “Where were you between so and so dates?”
If the person asking is not too close, my answer- “why do you want to know?”
They mostly answer, “just like that!” . Then even I say, “ just like that!”
If the person asking is someone close, then explain if you want to- but personally I feel its best to keep some things to yourself- especially if your ideas are a bit maverick!
But having said all this, even after using all tricks and all the ways to keep people at a distance…. I haven’t completely succeeded. When one understands and shuts his mouth, a new one appears out of nowhere!
Dealing with family members is by far the most difficult task. And especially if they are the kind who don’t understand mavericks then one is in a complete soup!
Of course, like every other theory this 1 too has its weak points.
1. “Non- interference” creates distances amongst close people if followed too strictly.
2. In societies too, it creates an atmosphere where nobody cares about the other. So while most of the times you really want to keep people at a distance, there might be a few delicate moments in your life when you need everybody!
3. Interference or rather care for others is what makes us human! If practiced positively and with a good intention then nobody minds such interferences!
Ever since I remember, I’ve been a strict follower of this principal. When I started out practicing this theory, a few times I erred, but that was mostly cause I cared about the people I interfered with. And then I realized, see? That’s how it starts! Everybody is sane enough and big enough to handle their own lives. Until and unless they ask for help, you don’t need to step in!
Somehow this is a principal not at all liked and accepted in the society that I am a part of. I’ve had my small share of life in Metro’s and I’ve loved the life because everybody follows this principal of non interference.
Every place- small or big has its own problems. And “ interference” is a No. 1 problem in Goa. You can’t really predict who won’t interfere with your life cause by and large – everyone does.
“Why don’t you wear your mangalsutra? Aren’t you married? Or is it simply because of style and fashion? But I tell you, you should wear your mangalsutra otherwise any men will start eyeing you!”
This dialogue was from a man I didn’t know but who knew my family well! My 1st few reactions were ( in my head) , “ what the hell is his problem? Until his wife wears a mangalsutra , why does he need to interfere and advise other’s wives? Is he attracted to me? Must be a MCP!”
There’s a bhashan I can give him on my theories of “why not to wear a mangalsutra!” but the question is , will he ever understand? What is the level of intelligence that I am dealing with over here?”
Its worthless talking to some people, and so I give a faint smile which clearly states, “Who are you? I don’t know you! Get lost!” and walk away!
“ Janaki you have become so fat! You look like an aunty!”
This dialogue from a woman who herself is no bigger than a stick! Men joke on her calling her a matchstick, and as flat as an airport (for obvious reasons!). As for me- I’ve always been a “khate peete Gharane ki Ladki!” – not fat, not thin!
I have a 1000 comments lined on such people, but I choose only 1, “hey, long time! Where were you all this time? In Somalia?”
People call me rude and outspoken!
I am none of the above!
People fail to mention how rude they are to others, how their tongues waggle all the time- they never mention.
There’s a saying, “you don’t need to tell a balding man he’s losing his hair! He already knows!”
But in our society our people make it a point to remind others of painful truths, remind others of memories they most want to forget.
Recently one of my close friend lost her 10 month old baby to an accident that happened at home. When I went to see her, there were women who were talking about how the mother was careless and what she shouldn’t have done. They were also blaming a person directly responsible for the death of the child!
An accident is an accident! It’s an unfortunate sudden incident! Which mother and which person would want an innocent child dead?
I wanted to shut the mouths which were making things worse for my friend! Blames, what if’s are not things to discuss at such a delicate moment in somebody’s life!
What is it that makes people to interfere in other’s lives?
1. If its someone close to you- best friend, mother, father, sister- who’s asking personal questions- its because of love and care. Till an extent, they have a right to interfere but that doesn’t mean they keep eating your head with queries. Why’s, how’s, where’s……… come on- show some trust sometime! It’s necessary.
We don’t have all the answers all the time! We are as confused as the person questioning us! And at that point all we need from our loved one’s is support and faith in us!
2. Most people interfere through “comments”- that is the safest and sure shot way to hit the person where it hurts!
Such people deserve a back answer which is 3 times more rude then their comment so that the next time they think of commenting on you- they think a 100 times.
3. Enquiring questions, such as, “what are you doing now?” “Why are you not doing this?” “Where were you between so and so dates?”
If the person asking is not too close, my answer- “why do you want to know?”
They mostly answer, “just like that!” . Then even I say, “ just like that!”
If the person asking is someone close, then explain if you want to- but personally I feel its best to keep some things to yourself- especially if your ideas are a bit maverick!
But having said all this, even after using all tricks and all the ways to keep people at a distance…. I haven’t completely succeeded. When one understands and shuts his mouth, a new one appears out of nowhere!
Dealing with family members is by far the most difficult task. And especially if they are the kind who don’t understand mavericks then one is in a complete soup!
Of course, like every other theory this 1 too has its weak points.
1. “Non- interference” creates distances amongst close people if followed too strictly.
2. In societies too, it creates an atmosphere where nobody cares about the other. So while most of the times you really want to keep people at a distance, there might be a few delicate moments in your life when you need everybody!
3. Interference or rather care for others is what makes us human! If practiced positively and with a good intention then nobody minds such interferences!
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
“Beta you are already 26, how long will you wait? Then you will have problems in having kids. You should get married as soon as possible!”
These are the dialogues most single Indian women must be hearing every time they step inside their house.
I’ve grown up looking at women. Whenever their husbands come home from work, they serve him a hot cup of coffee; they immediately get to work to cook a dinner in spite of the fact that they’ve returned from work themselves.
As soon as you are married in a typical Indian home, your responsibilities go on doubling. Your 1st responsibility is the over grown kid- your husband. Their mothers treat them like total kids and expect you to carry on the tradition. He needs to be given his clothes, his breakfast, his shoes- he cannot do anything on his own! And his wife who’s a couple of years younger to him ( in most cases) has to play his mother’s role!
( I still don’t understand why men make a huge deal about getting married! It should be the women who should run away from marriages and enjoy their single lives!)
You hardly step out of the Mandap at your wedding and you hear an old grandma chirpily wishing/ suggesting- “we would soon see a grandson on your 1st wedding anniversary photograph!”
An Indian wedding is usually a call of bad luck to many Indian women.
Don’t we have wishes and aspirations?
Even we want someone to take care of us for a change! We want to be cared for and mothered!
We want to see the world with a mind free from tensions and responsibilities!
We want to fly!
We like to fly!
Financially, you start saving the moment you get married- for the child! It’s like living an entire life only for the children! It’s a life of a slave, wherein you don’t enjoy anything and keep the best for your children.
Loans for children’s education!
Insurance for children’s health!
You are indebted throughout your life to the people who took care of your kids at some point of time!
Search for schools!
Requests to big men if you don’t get admissions!
Thousands of visits to the temple praying for your child’s wellness!
So on and so forth!
And while you are busy slogging and working…..even before you know it, they’ve become big enough to get married! Then you are again tensed about their marriages, setting up their lives and families and the cycle goes on!
Is this all our life is made up of ?
Having children is the only reason we get married?
Aren’t we circling in loops for centuries and for generations? Our grandparents did it, our parents did it, we will do it and some day force our kids to go through the same cycle!
Perhaps this is the reason our soul needs moksha! To get out of this cycle of life- to get out of this boredom!
Can’t we attain moksha while we are alive?
Just break out of this cycle! Do something different! Attain a new high for human life- think differently! All this is only possible , if:-
1. You don’t get married
2 You don’t get married
3. You Do Not Get married!
These are the dialogues most single Indian women must be hearing every time they step inside their house.
I’ve grown up looking at women. Whenever their husbands come home from work, they serve him a hot cup of coffee; they immediately get to work to cook a dinner in spite of the fact that they’ve returned from work themselves.
As soon as you are married in a typical Indian home, your responsibilities go on doubling. Your 1st responsibility is the over grown kid- your husband. Their mothers treat them like total kids and expect you to carry on the tradition. He needs to be given his clothes, his breakfast, his shoes- he cannot do anything on his own! And his wife who’s a couple of years younger to him ( in most cases) has to play his mother’s role!
( I still don’t understand why men make a huge deal about getting married! It should be the women who should run away from marriages and enjoy their single lives!)
You hardly step out of the Mandap at your wedding and you hear an old grandma chirpily wishing/ suggesting- “we would soon see a grandson on your 1st wedding anniversary photograph!”
An Indian wedding is usually a call of bad luck to many Indian women.
Don’t we have wishes and aspirations?
Even we want someone to take care of us for a change! We want to be cared for and mothered!
We want to see the world with a mind free from tensions and responsibilities!
We want to fly!
We like to fly!
Financially, you start saving the moment you get married- for the child! It’s like living an entire life only for the children! It’s a life of a slave, wherein you don’t enjoy anything and keep the best for your children.
Loans for children’s education!
Insurance for children’s health!
You are indebted throughout your life to the people who took care of your kids at some point of time!
Search for schools!
Requests to big men if you don’t get admissions!
Thousands of visits to the temple praying for your child’s wellness!
So on and so forth!
And while you are busy slogging and working…..even before you know it, they’ve become big enough to get married! Then you are again tensed about their marriages, setting up their lives and families and the cycle goes on!
Is this all our life is made up of ?
Having children is the only reason we get married?
Aren’t we circling in loops for centuries and for generations? Our grandparents did it, our parents did it, we will do it and some day force our kids to go through the same cycle!
Perhaps this is the reason our soul needs moksha! To get out of this cycle of life- to get out of this boredom!
Can’t we attain moksha while we are alive?
Just break out of this cycle! Do something different! Attain a new high for human life- think differently! All this is only possible , if:-
1. You don’t get married
2 You don’t get married
3. You Do Not Get married!
Monday, May 25, 2009
Best Films List
This is what I’ve watched and liked over all these years. I am sure I’ve missed many good films because I can’t remember them or their names. These all are sure shot good films, and a must watch. There could be many more films in “Strange Films” category, most of them I watched during the film festivals. But I don’t remember their names anymore, they were mostly foreign films.
If you know a good film and you think I should watch, please mention it in the comments section. The “Action” category needs a lot of study since I’ve not watched many action films. Also if there’s a new category you think needs a mention, you are most welcome to add it.
Hindi (old)
1. Mughal-E-Azam
2. Pakeeza
3. Sholay
4. Sangam
5. Chupke Chupke
Hindi (New)
1. Dil Chahta Hai
2. Rang De Basanti
3. Black
4. Satya
Small budget
1. Monsoon wedding
2. Hyderabad blues 1
Controversial
1. Water
2. Fire
3. Kamasutra
Strange films
1. Hazaron khwaishen Aisi
2. Johnny Gaddar
Best Directors (Indian)
1. Ashutosh Gowarikar – Lagaan, Swades, Jodhaa Akbar.
2. Mani Ratnam- Anjali, Bombay, Roja, Yuva, Guru.
Animated films
1. Ratatouiee
2. Wall E
3. The Incredibles
Hollywood
1. Sound of music
2. Casablanca
3. Titanic
4. A beautiful Mind
5. The Shawshank Redemption
Foreign Language
- Children of Heaven
- Bicycle Thief
Documentary
Global Warming- Al Gore
All Time Entertainers
- Amar Akbar Anthony
- Devil Wears Prada
Best Series
- How I Met Your Mother
- Friends
Romantic Comedies
1. Andaaz Apna Apna
2. Jab We Met
3. My Best Friend’s Wedding
4. You’ve Got Mail
5. Kate and Leopold
Pure Comedies
1. Hera Pheri
2. Plains Trains and Automobiles
3. Father of the Bride 1
Action
1. The matrix
2. Matrix Reloaded
3. Terminator 2
4. The fast and the furious Tokyo Drift and
5. Die Hard 4.O
6. Barrier 13 ( just for the chases)
7. Transformers
If you know a good film and you think I should watch, please mention it in the comments section. The “Action” category needs a lot of study since I’ve not watched many action films. Also if there’s a new category you think needs a mention, you are most welcome to add it.
Hindi (old)
1. Mughal-E-Azam
2. Pakeeza
3. Sholay
4. Sangam
5. Chupke Chupke
Hindi (New)
1. Dil Chahta Hai
2. Rang De Basanti
3. Black
4. Satya
Small budget
1. Monsoon wedding
2. Hyderabad blues 1
Controversial
1. Water
2. Fire
3. Kamasutra
Strange films
1. Hazaron khwaishen Aisi
2. Johnny Gaddar
Best Directors (Indian)
1. Ashutosh Gowarikar – Lagaan, Swades, Jodhaa Akbar.
2. Mani Ratnam- Anjali, Bombay, Roja, Yuva, Guru.
Animated films
1. Ratatouiee
2. Wall E
3. The Incredibles
Hollywood
1. Sound of music
2. Casablanca
3. Titanic
4. A beautiful Mind
5. The Shawshank Redemption
Foreign Language
- Children of Heaven
- Bicycle Thief
Documentary
Global Warming- Al Gore
All Time Entertainers
- Amar Akbar Anthony
- Devil Wears Prada
Best Series
- How I Met Your Mother
- Friends
Romantic Comedies
1. Andaaz Apna Apna
2. Jab We Met
3. My Best Friend’s Wedding
4. You’ve Got Mail
5. Kate and Leopold
Pure Comedies
1. Hera Pheri
2. Plains Trains and Automobiles
3. Father of the Bride 1
Action
1. The matrix
2. Matrix Reloaded
3. Terminator 2
4. The fast and the furious Tokyo Drift and
5. Die Hard 4.O
6. Barrier 13 ( just for the chases)
7. Transformers
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Vibes…. Of the rotten apples
There are some people I like just by looking at them, some I like when I talk to them and some I like just by being around them. There’s a comfort zone around such people, they let me be me, and they help me be me!
And then there are others……. I just don’t know why I get aggravated the moment I see them! The moment they talk to me, I get irritated! My heart wants to fight and insult them!
It’s all about the vibes different people give out. Positive attitude and a pleasing personality will always be accepted by everyone. Where as , a fake attitude, “I know it all” look will always repel others!
Recently I met up with some old friends from college! It had been a long time since we had met; there were so many misunderstanding by the end of the course that hardly anybody kept in contact with anyone. But I took a positive step by trying to resolve the old issues and giving it another shot, after all there were so many good experiences we had shared as classmates.
The meeting went very well and I realized by the end of it that not everyone is bad; it’s that one rotten apple that spoils the whole barrel!
A few minutes later, I met another of my college mate, he invited me for a coffee and I agreed.
Now here was the rotten apple!
I’d always kept safe distance from him for reasons unknown to me. He showed me he was caring and sweet but there was that fakeness in his smile, a double meaning to every question he asked. Some under-the –breath comments on my husband and my married life etc.
This time however I didn’t react to the vibes he was sending out, and all the negative energy that oozed out from him! On the other hand, I observed him, trying to find out what really is making this man send out all the negativity!
I came to the conclusion after watching him and people like him that these souls are actually frustrated with their own lives! Either that they crave for a girlfriend/ boyfriend (that’s the reason they laugh and comment on other’s private lives) or are frustrated with their career moves (the reason they question and show doubt towards other’s talent and skill). They love to laugh at other’s failures but fail to see the hard work behind that attempt that failed! They never give credit to anybody’s job well done, because it hurts them to acknowledge that fact.
So this time instead of arguing and getting angry with him, I felt sorry for him! I felt extremely sorry. For all this time after I passed out, I’ve been surrounded by only positive energy, it has given me the strength to stand by me and look at life positively. When I was in college, surrounded by these frustrated souls, their vibes were contagious- there was a time I was completely taken in by their attitude!
Lessons I learnt from my experiences:
1. Avoid the company of people with negative vibes. Even if the person is your best friend, get rid of the friendship before the negativity sucks you in!
2. There’s no point in arguing, explaining or justifying any of your actions to such people- it’s worthless!
3. Protect your loved one’s from such people’s backlash! I remember I’d taken my sis at a birthday party of my friend when a rotten apple lashed out at her without any reason. She was hurt and didn’t know what she had done to deserve that kind of treatment! The best thing at that moment was to leave the party and the people, but unfortunately we stayed on- we didn’t want to disturb the atmosphere!(a mistake)!
4. Put your foot down. It’s never too late. Stop : the conversation, the company and the relationship immediately!
I’ve strictly adhered to these conclusions and snapped out ties with immediate effect. The moment I know it’s a rotten apple; I throw it out of my life.
It requires a lot of courage as people around keep questioning such sudden behavior. But what is required is required! I’ve seen friendships dragged beyond the point of tolerance, just because the victim party doesn’t have the guts to stand up and say a firm “No”! What starts off by affecting only you goes on spreading- affecting your entire family.
And then there are others……. I just don’t know why I get aggravated the moment I see them! The moment they talk to me, I get irritated! My heart wants to fight and insult them!
It’s all about the vibes different people give out. Positive attitude and a pleasing personality will always be accepted by everyone. Where as , a fake attitude, “I know it all” look will always repel others!
Recently I met up with some old friends from college! It had been a long time since we had met; there were so many misunderstanding by the end of the course that hardly anybody kept in contact with anyone. But I took a positive step by trying to resolve the old issues and giving it another shot, after all there were so many good experiences we had shared as classmates.
The meeting went very well and I realized by the end of it that not everyone is bad; it’s that one rotten apple that spoils the whole barrel!
A few minutes later, I met another of my college mate, he invited me for a coffee and I agreed.
Now here was the rotten apple!
I’d always kept safe distance from him for reasons unknown to me. He showed me he was caring and sweet but there was that fakeness in his smile, a double meaning to every question he asked. Some under-the –breath comments on my husband and my married life etc.
This time however I didn’t react to the vibes he was sending out, and all the negative energy that oozed out from him! On the other hand, I observed him, trying to find out what really is making this man send out all the negativity!
I came to the conclusion after watching him and people like him that these souls are actually frustrated with their own lives! Either that they crave for a girlfriend/ boyfriend (that’s the reason they laugh and comment on other’s private lives) or are frustrated with their career moves (the reason they question and show doubt towards other’s talent and skill). They love to laugh at other’s failures but fail to see the hard work behind that attempt that failed! They never give credit to anybody’s job well done, because it hurts them to acknowledge that fact.
So this time instead of arguing and getting angry with him, I felt sorry for him! I felt extremely sorry. For all this time after I passed out, I’ve been surrounded by only positive energy, it has given me the strength to stand by me and look at life positively. When I was in college, surrounded by these frustrated souls, their vibes were contagious- there was a time I was completely taken in by their attitude!
Lessons I learnt from my experiences:
1. Avoid the company of people with negative vibes. Even if the person is your best friend, get rid of the friendship before the negativity sucks you in!
2. There’s no point in arguing, explaining or justifying any of your actions to such people- it’s worthless!
3. Protect your loved one’s from such people’s backlash! I remember I’d taken my sis at a birthday party of my friend when a rotten apple lashed out at her without any reason. She was hurt and didn’t know what she had done to deserve that kind of treatment! The best thing at that moment was to leave the party and the people, but unfortunately we stayed on- we didn’t want to disturb the atmosphere!(a mistake)!
4. Put your foot down. It’s never too late. Stop : the conversation, the company and the relationship immediately!
I’ve strictly adhered to these conclusions and snapped out ties with immediate effect. The moment I know it’s a rotten apple; I throw it out of my life.
It requires a lot of courage as people around keep questioning such sudden behavior. But what is required is required! I’ve seen friendships dragged beyond the point of tolerance, just because the victim party doesn’t have the guts to stand up and say a firm “No”! What starts off by affecting only you goes on spreading- affecting your entire family.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Confessions of a hurt Hindu Secularist
Narendra Modi- The X factor!
The media tries hard to pull him down!
Congress tries even harder to break him down!
But hey, he is the man with the mission! The poster boy of the saffron brigade, the winner, the fighter, the warrior....... MY Ultimate Hero!
There is 1 issue that he is always nailed on! Gujarat Riots!
1000’s of Muslims were killed.
Between, Why aren’t we talking about J and K?
Who’s the CM there?
Why are Hindu pandits dying- for decades? Being raped? Being butchered? Why?
Their life doesn’t count?
If you are amongst those who criticize Narendra Modi for Gujarat riots and amongst those who don’t say a word about the other killings happening at other places in India, then you are communal!
You must be thinking, the writer is also communal, so she supports him! But wait a minute..... who created this word communal? What is being secular? Supporting minorities and dividing the population on the basis of religion calling it a majority and a minority....isn’t that communal? And who does that? Which party woos people of a particular religion? And then lays the blame of communalism on BJP?
The answer to all the pseudo secularists in our country- and the best slap on them all is Modi!
Watch the news now a days, they will again , again and again only remind the viewers about the Gujarat Riots, what about the developmental activities happening in Gujarat? That doesn’t seem to be important.
Bomb blasts around the country killed a 1000 more people, but what is our media still reminding us? About the Gujarat Riots!
I was also amongst those who were anti Modi at some point of time. If you only go by what the media reports- then you are bound to think that way. In order to know the realities you need to see, observe below the surface.
A few months back, there were riots in Goa.(congress Govt) Goa- a peace loving state! What really happened in here to result in a riot? Do you know that congress Govt was still blaming BJP for it? If BJP is in power it is to be blamed, if its not in power also its to be blamed?
I shouldn’t be talking about a particular religion... no sorry! I mean, I shouldn’t be talking about Hindu religion. Because anything related to Hindu, Hinduism is communal, isn’t it?
A few months back I heard about an incident of vandalism. A statue of mother Mary was broken down. It was made into a national headline, an issue! I am not against it, make it into an issue, definitely- someone did a horrible act !
Do you know, my dear reader, that for the last couple of years a number of Hindu temples have been vandalized in Goa? Just 2 days back- 12 statues! I repeat, 12 statues were vandalized~! Did you hear about it? Why not? Why wasn’t this made into a national issue? Who is communal now?
Why? I don’t get hurt when my faith is made fun of by M F Hussain? In the name of art he painted a Hindu goddess nude! Doesnt that hurt me? Why only hindu religion? Have we become so cheap, that we allow anything that happens to us?
Hamari koi ijjaat nahi hai kya?
I am not a Hindu fundamentalist! I am a regular, balanced headed individual- who likes to think for myself! I am a proud Hindu too, I love my religion. Yes, there are a few fault lines here and there, but then, which religion is perfect?
I am fed up of my religion being targeted every now and then and being stamped as communal if I say , “ I go to a temple and pray everyday!”.
I get extremely angry looking at my goddesses being painted nude!
And i cant control my temper when i see my idols vandalized time and again.
I won’t keep quiet!
To hell with your politics- whether for votes or for whatever reason our politicians are dividing our country-
we are sitting on a time bomb!
Sooner or later, it will blow!
I am ready to fight!
For my religion- for my identity- for my survival- for my country!
The media tries hard to pull him down!
Congress tries even harder to break him down!
But hey, he is the man with the mission! The poster boy of the saffron brigade, the winner, the fighter, the warrior....... MY Ultimate Hero!
There is 1 issue that he is always nailed on! Gujarat Riots!
1000’s of Muslims were killed.
Between, Why aren’t we talking about J and K?
Who’s the CM there?
Why are Hindu pandits dying- for decades? Being raped? Being butchered? Why?
Their life doesn’t count?
If you are amongst those who criticize Narendra Modi for Gujarat riots and amongst those who don’t say a word about the other killings happening at other places in India, then you are communal!
You must be thinking, the writer is also communal, so she supports him! But wait a minute..... who created this word communal? What is being secular? Supporting minorities and dividing the population on the basis of religion calling it a majority and a minority....isn’t that communal? And who does that? Which party woos people of a particular religion? And then lays the blame of communalism on BJP?
The answer to all the pseudo secularists in our country- and the best slap on them all is Modi!
Watch the news now a days, they will again , again and again only remind the viewers about the Gujarat Riots, what about the developmental activities happening in Gujarat? That doesn’t seem to be important.
Bomb blasts around the country killed a 1000 more people, but what is our media still reminding us? About the Gujarat Riots!
I was also amongst those who were anti Modi at some point of time. If you only go by what the media reports- then you are bound to think that way. In order to know the realities you need to see, observe below the surface.
A few months back, there were riots in Goa.(congress Govt) Goa- a peace loving state! What really happened in here to result in a riot? Do you know that congress Govt was still blaming BJP for it? If BJP is in power it is to be blamed, if its not in power also its to be blamed?
I shouldn’t be talking about a particular religion... no sorry! I mean, I shouldn’t be talking about Hindu religion. Because anything related to Hindu, Hinduism is communal, isn’t it?
A few months back I heard about an incident of vandalism. A statue of mother Mary was broken down. It was made into a national headline, an issue! I am not against it, make it into an issue, definitely- someone did a horrible act !
Do you know, my dear reader, that for the last couple of years a number of Hindu temples have been vandalized in Goa? Just 2 days back- 12 statues! I repeat, 12 statues were vandalized~! Did you hear about it? Why not? Why wasn’t this made into a national issue? Who is communal now?
Why? I don’t get hurt when my faith is made fun of by M F Hussain? In the name of art he painted a Hindu goddess nude! Doesnt that hurt me? Why only hindu religion? Have we become so cheap, that we allow anything that happens to us?
Hamari koi ijjaat nahi hai kya?
I am not a Hindu fundamentalist! I am a regular, balanced headed individual- who likes to think for myself! I am a proud Hindu too, I love my religion. Yes, there are a few fault lines here and there, but then, which religion is perfect?
I am fed up of my religion being targeted every now and then and being stamped as communal if I say , “ I go to a temple and pray everyday!”.
I get extremely angry looking at my goddesses being painted nude!
And i cant control my temper when i see my idols vandalized time and again.
I won’t keep quiet!
To hell with your politics- whether for votes or for whatever reason our politicians are dividing our country-
we are sitting on a time bomb!
Sooner or later, it will blow!
I am ready to fight!
For my religion- for my identity- for my survival- for my country!
Anjali ( 1990)
Ask my family members and they will tell you my craze for this film. Till date the film remains fresh in my memory. I think I must have watched this film when I was in 1st std, that makes me around 6 years old. Now I am amazed at myself for understanding it at such a young age. I loved the film, the cast, the music- everything! It is a must watch!
The lead Anjali was played by a girl called baby Shamili. I think I must have been her greatest and the youngest fan at that time. It was difficult to get movie posters at that time, especially south film posters. My aunt finally got me some posters from Mumbai I guess, or was that Chennai? I don’t remember. The posters are still stuck on a cupboard in my house.
I also remember writing my very 1st letter to her. And my father wrote back to me saying it was Shamili. I believed him till I was in 8th std! I’d actually shown that letter to every soul in my school! Gee!
It was because of films like these that I’ve grown so fond of films. Many thanks to Mani Ratnam- his Anjali, Roja and most particularly Bombay have taught me what a complete film is! I use these films as study material, for its direction and cinematography, and story ,screenplay ofcourse!
I tried searching for the DVD, still haven’t found 1, I also did a search for a movie download, the 1 I got right now is a Tamil version, and I need a Hindi version to really enjoy the film. I hope some day soon, I’ll get the original DVD of the film.
Recently , by fluke, I came across Shamili’s current photograph on google search. It was a satisfaction of some kind to see her grown up! It was like finding a lost friend! The snap that I saw she looked very plain , thankfully not all made up with make up that our heroine’s wear now a days. I also read that her film “Oye” opposite Siddhartha will be releasing this year in 2009. It’s a Tamil film and I sure want to watch it, just for her sake, just to watch her!
I would have liked to say so much more about the film, but I need to watch it agai! From age 6 till date- it’s really been a long time!
Facts about the film:
Anjali is about a dying autistic child, and the emotional trauma experienced by her family.
Written and directed by Mani Ratnam
Music by Ilaiyaraaja
Cast: Raghuvaran, Revathi, Tarun, Shruthi and Shamili.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Give me the wings to fly
Maa, give me the wings to fly!
Maa, let me touch the sky!
Let me have a dream of my own!
And some day in life, its light will be shown!
I only need you by my side ,
Every second, every moment, every tide I ride!
Praise me for my difference,
Please try and see why I am different!
Don’t pull me back, don’t complain, don’t be afraid!
I am too weak now, this is 1st step I just made!!
Without you maa, this struggle is so hard on me.
Every twist, every turn- I fall on my knee.
Help me stand maa, help me fight !
If you stand by me, my destination will be soon in sight!
Give me the wings maa,
The wings of your love! Your faith in me and your support!
Give me the wings,
Let me spread it out and we shall sing,
The sweetest song of success and a dream fulfilling!
You have been my angel always guiding and protecting!
Don’t be shy,
Maa, give me the wings to fly!
Maa, let me touch the sky!
- written by me!
After long long years, i thought i would never write 1.
its basic, no complicated words, but i had to start somewhere!
if you have the inspiration, the thought then words are just the medium to help you write and express!
Maa, let me touch the sky!
Let me have a dream of my own!
And some day in life, its light will be shown!
I only need you by my side ,
Every second, every moment, every tide I ride!
Praise me for my difference,
Please try and see why I am different!
Don’t pull me back, don’t complain, don’t be afraid!
I am too weak now, this is 1st step I just made!!
Without you maa, this struggle is so hard on me.
Every twist, every turn- I fall on my knee.
Help me stand maa, help me fight !
If you stand by me, my destination will be soon in sight!
Give me the wings maa,
The wings of your love! Your faith in me and your support!
Give me the wings,
Let me spread it out and we shall sing,
The sweetest song of success and a dream fulfilling!
You have been my angel always guiding and protecting!
Don’t be shy,
Maa, give me the wings to fly!
Maa, let me touch the sky!
- written by me!
After long long years, i thought i would never write 1.
its basic, no complicated words, but i had to start somewhere!
if you have the inspiration, the thought then words are just the medium to help you write and express!
Friday, May 8, 2009
The Party Kid
please click on the link below to read the full news!
The gandhi's no doubt always have fun at the cost of India!
SHAKAL PE MAT JAO, APNI AKAL LAGAO!
The gandhi's no doubt always have fun at the cost of India!
SHAKAL PE MAT JAO, APNI AKAL LAGAO!
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Law regarding Arrest of Woman
An incident took place in Pune - a young girl was attacked by a man posing as a plain clothes officer; he asked her 2 come 2 the police station when she & her male friend didn't have a driver's license 2 show.
He sent the boy off 2 get his license and asked the girl to
accompany him to the police station. Took her instead to an isolated area where the horrendous crime was committed.
The law [which most of us are not aware of] clearly states that between 6 pm and 6 am, a woman has the right to REFUSE to go to the Police Station , even if an arrest warrant has been issued against her. It is a procedural issue that a woman can be arrested between 6pm and 6am, ONLY if she is arrested by a woman officer & taken to an ALL WOMEN police station..
And if she is arrested by a male officer, it has to be proven that a woman officer was on duty at the time of arrest.
He sent the boy off 2 get his license and asked the girl to
accompany him to the police station. Took her instead to an isolated area where the horrendous crime was committed.
The law [which most of us are not aware of] clearly states that between 6 pm and 6 am, a woman has the right to REFUSE to go to the Police Station , even if an arrest warrant has been issued against her. It is a procedural issue that a woman can be arrested between 6pm and 6am, ONLY if she is arrested by a woman officer & taken to an ALL WOMEN police station..
And if she is arrested by a male officer, it has to be proven that a woman officer was on duty at the time of arrest.
Why go to the Temple
A 'devotee' goer wrote a letter to the editor of a newspaper and
complained that it made no sense to go to the Temple .
'I've gone for 30 years now, he wrote, and in that time I have heard
something like 3,000 mantras.
But for the life of me, I can't remember a single one of them. So, I
think I'm wasting my time and the Gurus are wasting theirs by giving
services at all.
This started a real controversy in the 'Letters to the Editor' column,
much to the delight of the editor.. It went on for weeks until someone
wrote this clincher:
I've been married for 30 years now.
In that time my wife has cooked some 32,000 meals. But, for the life
of me, cannot recall the entire menu for a single one of those meals.
But I do know this... They all nourished me and gave me the strength I
needed to do my work. If my wife had not given me these meals, I would
be physically dead today. Likewise, if I had not gone to the Temple
for nourishment, I would be spiritually dead today!
When you are DOWN to nothing.... God is UP to something! Faith sees
the invisible, believes the incredible and receives the impossible!
Thank God for our physical AND our spiritual nourishment!
complained that it made no sense to go to the Temple .
'I've gone for 30 years now, he wrote, and in that time I have heard
something like 3,000 mantras.
But for the life of me, I can't remember a single one of them. So, I
think I'm wasting my time and the Gurus are wasting theirs by giving
services at all.
This started a real controversy in the 'Letters to the Editor' column,
much to the delight of the editor.. It went on for weeks until someone
wrote this clincher:
I've been married for 30 years now.
In that time my wife has cooked some 32,000 meals. But, for the life
of me, cannot recall the entire menu for a single one of those meals.
But I do know this... They all nourished me and gave me the strength I
needed to do my work. If my wife had not given me these meals, I would
be physically dead today. Likewise, if I had not gone to the Temple
for nourishment, I would be spiritually dead today!
When you are DOWN to nothing.... God is UP to something! Faith sees
the invisible, believes the incredible and receives the impossible!
Thank God for our physical AND our spiritual nourishment!
School life
school life is a memory of so many 1st's.....
1st friend
1st best friend
1st crush
1st shouting from a teacher
1st fight with a friend
1st time facing a failure- whether by losing a competition, scoring less marks or making a wrong decision.
1st time tasting success- my 1st play which i wrote and directed and became a big hit with the students, scoring full marks in maths ( this is a once in a lifetime achievement!)
1st heart break!
1st team games
1st stage performances
1st dance
what were your 1st's?
1st friend
1st best friend
1st crush
1st shouting from a teacher
1st fight with a friend
1st time facing a failure- whether by losing a competition, scoring less marks or making a wrong decision.
1st time tasting success- my 1st play which i wrote and directed and became a big hit with the students, scoring full marks in maths ( this is a once in a lifetime achievement!)
1st heart break!
1st team games
1st stage performances
1st dance
what were your 1st's?
What is a blog
why do we blog? why is each blog different then the other?
are the blogs a continuity or the reflections of 1's personality?
if i take my blog, i write about all the things tht matter to me, my blog is a reflection and a continuity of my personality.
so is di's and sharvani's.
isnt a blog a place to share ideas? if it is used that way, then definately that's a positive use. but i wonder how many really use a blog for the right reasons?
i never knew blogging would be so much fun. i dont understand why i kept myself away from this medium for so long! for some time i wasnt really sure whether i should let myself be free on the web, knowing my style of writing- a bit too free, a bit too revealing! but hey, that's what makes each writer different!
i like this hobby.....i really cannot do without putting something up these days. not necessarily big ideas and big posts with big thinking, even small day to day passing thoughts like this one which i would usually put in my diary makes for a good post!
its so much easier to connect to people this way.
its so much easier to be heard!
so much easier to be creative- nobody to stop you, nobody who'll choose which articles are better and worse.
every school student should be given a project to maintain a blog. wow! if i had that sort of a project i would love it! :)
are the blogs a continuity or the reflections of 1's personality?
if i take my blog, i write about all the things tht matter to me, my blog is a reflection and a continuity of my personality.
so is di's and sharvani's.
isnt a blog a place to share ideas? if it is used that way, then definately that's a positive use. but i wonder how many really use a blog for the right reasons?
i never knew blogging would be so much fun. i dont understand why i kept myself away from this medium for so long! for some time i wasnt really sure whether i should let myself be free on the web, knowing my style of writing- a bit too free, a bit too revealing! but hey, that's what makes each writer different!
i like this hobby.....i really cannot do without putting something up these days. not necessarily big ideas and big posts with big thinking, even small day to day passing thoughts like this one which i would usually put in my diary makes for a good post!
its so much easier to connect to people this way.
its so much easier to be heard!
so much easier to be creative- nobody to stop you, nobody who'll choose which articles are better and worse.
every school student should be given a project to maintain a blog. wow! if i had that sort of a project i would love it! :)
Friday, May 1, 2009
My Rags
My entire family- somewhere around 15 of us, were leaving for Ganapatipule. I was around 6 years old then. Mamma dressed up Di and turned to me, she had some brand new clothes for me. “ I want to wear the yellow dress!”
There was this yellow skirt and a blouse that I got as a gift from pasakaka- He’s my favorite uncle, and what he got for me was like heaven sent gifts! The said yellow dress was at least 3 years old, I wore it at home, and mamma had discarded it! She had announced in front of the entire family that it’s the latest rag that she will be using for cleaning up the floor!
“ Baa, I already told you its torn and its not meant for wearing anymore!”
“ Noooooooo…I want the yellow dress!” wehhhhhh aaaaa I threw up a tantrum!
Mamma had enough, “ Then sit at home wearing your yellow dress, I am not taking you anywhere!”
I happily waved a goodbye to my family wearing the yellow dress. I was left behind with my grand parents!
Through all these years, the oldest of my clothes remain my favorites! They give me the best fit and the best comfort. Some of them belong to me, that I had worn in 8th std, and some I inherited from my Maushi, Di etc.
Through the years, people have become much more particular about their clothes and looks! But I feel no shame in wearing my Rags! I do the honors not only at home, or at camps but even when I have to go to the market and to restaurants. Women stare, some laugh and some comment- to hell with them! I am on top of the world when I am in my Rags!
Not just old clothes, shoes too are my favorites! I have so many new pairs of shoes, sandals- but I still enjoy wearing the sole torn , old, dirty looking amongst them.
I’ve always tried doing something new with the old stuff- like painting my old jeans with fabric paints, cutting and pasting stuff here and there- making a skirt out of a trouser ( yes! I did that!) ….. I jus love the feel of the old material- it reminds me of the good and the bad old times- makes me nostalgic!
I do not know if I have some sort of a disease, but I am myself in my rags!
I know I don’t look the prettiest, but I am at my best!
I JUST LOVE MY RAGS!
There was this yellow skirt and a blouse that I got as a gift from pasakaka- He’s my favorite uncle, and what he got for me was like heaven sent gifts! The said yellow dress was at least 3 years old, I wore it at home, and mamma had discarded it! She had announced in front of the entire family that it’s the latest rag that she will be using for cleaning up the floor!
“ Baa, I already told you its torn and its not meant for wearing anymore!”
“ Noooooooo…I want the yellow dress!” wehhhhhh aaaaa I threw up a tantrum!
Mamma had enough, “ Then sit at home wearing your yellow dress, I am not taking you anywhere!”
I happily waved a goodbye to my family wearing the yellow dress. I was left behind with my grand parents!
Through all these years, the oldest of my clothes remain my favorites! They give me the best fit and the best comfort. Some of them belong to me, that I had worn in 8th std, and some I inherited from my Maushi, Di etc.
Through the years, people have become much more particular about their clothes and looks! But I feel no shame in wearing my Rags! I do the honors not only at home, or at camps but even when I have to go to the market and to restaurants. Women stare, some laugh and some comment- to hell with them! I am on top of the world when I am in my Rags!
Not just old clothes, shoes too are my favorites! I have so many new pairs of shoes, sandals- but I still enjoy wearing the sole torn , old, dirty looking amongst them.
I’ve always tried doing something new with the old stuff- like painting my old jeans with fabric paints, cutting and pasting stuff here and there- making a skirt out of a trouser ( yes! I did that!) ….. I jus love the feel of the old material- it reminds me of the good and the bad old times- makes me nostalgic!
I do not know if I have some sort of a disease, but I am myself in my rags!
I know I don’t look the prettiest, but I am at my best!
I JUST LOVE MY RAGS!
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