These following few words are written by my younger brother, Vineet. I normally do understand what he writes but on this occasion it was no way close to understanding. "Over The Top"
"If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
but make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
or being lied about,don't deal in lies,
or being hated,don't give way to hating,
and yet don't look too good,nor talk too wise.
If you can dream and not make dreams your master,
If you can think and not make thoughts your aim.
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
and treat those two impostors just the same.
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools
or watch the things you gave your life to,broken.
And stoop and build'em up with worn out tools.
If you can make one heap of all your winnings and risk it all on one turn of pitch and toss, and lose and start again at your beginnings and never breath a word about your loss
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
to serve your turn long after they are gone,
and so hold on when there is nothing in you
except the will which says to them"hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
or walk with kings-nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving foes can hurt you;
If all men count with you but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
with sixty seconds worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything thats in it!
And which is more you'll be a Man,my son!"
Sent from BlackBerry® on Airtel
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Personal Collection 6
Work In Progress.
United We Stand, Divided We Fall!
Another Perfect Setting.
A traditional Temple Enterance in Kerala. 
Teen Darwaaza at Ahmedabad. Personal Collection 5
Stripped! 
The Nawabs Mahal.
A Mosque of religious importance, down South in Kerala. Personal Collection 4
Mesimerising. 
I don't know what do I name this, any suggestions?
Innocence Personified!
History. 
Guided!Personal Collection 3
Golden Waters.
Freedom!
Feedback cum Advertising!
Everything has to end one day, including the day.
Colourful!Personal Collection 2
Despair!
Courage.
Colourful beliefs.
Complementing each other; the beauty & the beast!
Ideas half thought never see the light of the day! Personal Collection 1
At peace!
A Private beach at Alibaugh which made me believe that some of the natural beauty which is left in India, if the Govt.cannot manage or conserve them, should be given to private players.
A breathtaking place, where I am sure you could sit for hours together just watching the water flow.
A Structure outside Ahmedabad Railway station. Heritage fascinates me always and this one did steal my heart!
A foot into the PG World!
So finally it has been a week since I joined Mumbai Educational Trust's Institute of Management at Bandra for my M.M.S.(which for layman is the MBA Degree awarded by Mumbai University.)
Week 1 was good. I really enjoyed most of my lectures except the but obvious Finance Tutorials. It's not that the prof is bad but I have a weaknees and that's Finance. I really need peace and tranquility equal to attaining Bliss to understand Finance, so now you know what I mean!
Most of the professors are really good when it comes to delivering lectures and probably that's the reason why I'm enjoying it. I read this on Captn.C.K. Gopinath's Tweet today,""The mediocre teacher tells.The good teacher explains.The superior teacher states.The great teacher inspires." William Arthur Ward " It speaks the best of what I want to say.
To come to the point of my classmates, people with whom I would be spending most part of my day, I should say it has been a mixed reaction (sort of 80-20) 80% of them are good and 20% not bad. I liked the way they all gelled and jumped on the day of the photoshoot! It was terrific to be in that experience, sitting there and watching everyone make noise, jump, smile and click! It was an experience which really helped me sit back and soak the environment I would be in, for the next 2 years. I liked a few of them, a certain guy from a Market Research Agency, got good brains I should say but I only wish he opens up too often. That's something which I felt in this class, that they are scared inspite of the fact that they have been in college now for more than 3 weeks! It reminds me of what my undergraduate prof had said, "Speak, Open up. Even if you make a fool of yourself it's better to make that here in front of your classmates rather than in the Board room." I guess they should start adapting this policy. They will I guess in a matter of time. Some of the guys are helpful, like one who earnestly came forth and explained me the groups and the projects. Another one did some "jugaad" and got me into his group. They are nice, nice people! Some couples already exist in class I guess and of the two that I assumed, I liked the pair! Fantastic they look together! :) I hope I guessed it right.
Masti during lectures is full on, even during some really serious lectures. Like the other day during the Accounts lec by one of the noted professors of the city, Prof.Chopade, a guy actually had the gutts to do mischief by passing the slippers of his partner (as in person sitting next to him) to the person sitting next to the door. The facts to note are 1) he was sitting at one end of the class and the door guy was at the other end. 2) the girl (the partner) was oblivious to all of this until forced by habit she wanted to put on her slippers, after a while. I still cannot forget the "SHOCK" on her face on realisation and the other moment which I cannot forget is the way she clenched her fist and thumped her legs on the floor to drain her frustration! "LOL" was the word of that moment!
I just pray and hope that as the course draws more seriousness all this camarederie isn't lost, all this spirit of being classmates doesn't evaporate and this oneness remains forever keeping the spirit of education!
Week 1 was good. I really enjoyed most of my lectures except the but obvious Finance Tutorials. It's not that the prof is bad but I have a weaknees and that's Finance. I really need peace and tranquility equal to attaining Bliss to understand Finance, so now you know what I mean!
Most of the professors are really good when it comes to delivering lectures and probably that's the reason why I'm enjoying it. I read this on Captn.C.K. Gopinath's Tweet today,""The mediocre teacher tells.The good teacher explains.The superior teacher states.The great teacher inspires." William Arthur Ward " It speaks the best of what I want to say.
To come to the point of my classmates, people with whom I would be spending most part of my day, I should say it has been a mixed reaction (sort of 80-20) 80% of them are good and 20% not bad. I liked the way they all gelled and jumped on the day of the photoshoot! It was terrific to be in that experience, sitting there and watching everyone make noise, jump, smile and click! It was an experience which really helped me sit back and soak the environment I would be in, for the next 2 years. I liked a few of them, a certain guy from a Market Research Agency, got good brains I should say but I only wish he opens up too often. That's something which I felt in this class, that they are scared inspite of the fact that they have been in college now for more than 3 weeks! It reminds me of what my undergraduate prof had said, "Speak, Open up. Even if you make a fool of yourself it's better to make that here in front of your classmates rather than in the Board room." I guess they should start adapting this policy. They will I guess in a matter of time. Some of the guys are helpful, like one who earnestly came forth and explained me the groups and the projects. Another one did some "jugaad" and got me into his group. They are nice, nice people! Some couples already exist in class I guess and of the two that I assumed, I liked the pair! Fantastic they look together! :) I hope I guessed it right.
Masti during lectures is full on, even during some really serious lectures. Like the other day during the Accounts lec by one of the noted professors of the city, Prof.Chopade, a guy actually had the gutts to do mischief by passing the slippers of his partner (as in person sitting next to him) to the person sitting next to the door. The facts to note are 1) he was sitting at one end of the class and the door guy was at the other end. 2) the girl (the partner) was oblivious to all of this until forced by habit she wanted to put on her slippers, after a while. I still cannot forget the "SHOCK" on her face on realisation and the other moment which I cannot forget is the way she clenched her fist and thumped her legs on the floor to drain her frustration! "LOL" was the word of that moment!
I just pray and hope that as the course draws more seriousness all this camarederie isn't lost, all this spirit of being classmates doesn't evaporate and this oneness remains forever keeping the spirit of education!
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Khush Raho...
Received this from a very dear person today and felt it was worth posting and sharing with everyone.
"Zindagi hai choti, har pal mein khush raho...
Office me khush raho, ghar mein khush raho...
Aaj paneer nahi hai, dal mein hi khush raho...
Aaj gym jane ka samay nahi, do kadam chal ke hi khush raho...
Aaj Dosto ka sath nahi, TV dekh ke hi khush raho...
Ghar ja nahi sakte to phone kar ke hi khush raho...
Aaj koi naraaz hai, uske iss andaz mein bhi khush raho...
Jise dekh nahi sakte uski awaz mein hi khush raho...
Jise paa nahi sakte uski yaad mein hi khush raho
Laptop na mila to kya, Desktop mein hi khush raho...
Bita hua kal ja chuka hai, usse meethi yaadein hai, unme hi khush raho...
aane wale pal ka pata nahi... sapno mein hi khush raho...
Haste haste ye pal bitaenge, aaj mein hi khush raho
Zindagi hai choti, har pal mein khush raho"
"Zindagi hai choti, har pal mein khush raho...
Office me khush raho, ghar mein khush raho...
Aaj paneer nahi hai, dal mein hi khush raho...
Aaj gym jane ka samay nahi, do kadam chal ke hi khush raho...
Aaj Dosto ka sath nahi, TV dekh ke hi khush raho...
Ghar ja nahi sakte to phone kar ke hi khush raho...
Aaj koi naraaz hai, uske iss andaz mein bhi khush raho...
Jise dekh nahi sakte uski awaz mein hi khush raho...
Jise paa nahi sakte uski yaad mein hi khush raho
Laptop na mila to kya, Desktop mein hi khush raho...
Bita hua kal ja chuka hai, usse meethi yaadein hai, unme hi khush raho...
aane wale pal ka pata nahi... sapno mein hi khush raho...
Haste haste ye pal bitaenge, aaj mein hi khush raho
Zindagi hai choti, har pal mein khush raho"
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
A Question Unanswered!
So it's Onam today and yeah it has been a good day so far! Actually to think about it, this auspicious day has followed a day which has been my best in 2009! Owing to certain uncertainties I still cannot talk about it but yeah it was my best day and I am continuing to live a gifted day!
Onam celebrations are full on for every Malayali. Infact they say that even if you have to sell your house, a Malayali has to celebrate his Onam with grandeur!
I got up early today morning not because it was Onam but just got up unknowingly at 5 am!I have been trying hard to get up at that hour of the day but somehow wasn't successful in it. Today when I woke up at 5am I allowed myself the liberty to decide in the next half an hour if today had to be the day to go for a morning walk! Gosh! For some reasons "neend" still eluded me and I decided to just kick the blanket and get out of the bed. So off I was!
I have a habit of checking my mails every morning as soon as I get up and this one I don't compromise until I am in a jungle.So every house which doesn't have an internet I call it a jungle! I went through my inbox and suddenly felt the urge to write a mail to someone special on Onam and yes I did mail her, a motivational mail. (I hope it is one.)
As I went for my walk it felt good. I didn't want to exert myself and hence concluded to have a 30 mins walk. When I came back and completed my daily chores I was asked to go and give some Onam Ashamshgal (Onam Wishes in Malayalam) to Mami, Mythili Mami. I love her simply because she is soft spoken and I have never seen her without a smile.
On reaching her house, with some typical Southie gifts which include the Banana Chips, some South Indian Banana's, Coffee powder and a few add ons, I realised that it didn't look like any celebration around. Mami stays alone in her one room flat at a distance of 15 mins from my house. She had a son whom she and her husband slogged to make a doctor. On the night of his graduation, while returning from a party they lost him in an accident.A few years later Mami lost her husband as well! I saw today that she still has the house name plate on her son's name which proudly declared his name as "Dr. ....." I gave her the gifts and just couldn't think about what do I talk to her. All that I could ask her was if she had breakfast and what about her lunch. I didn't quiet like the fact that she doesn't have breakfast and her reasoning pushed me almost to tears,"What breakfast do I make for just one person? I have some food by 11:30 and then in the evening if I feel I have a glass of Kaapi (coffee) and finally end the day with a bit of food." I got up to thank her for the blessings not knowing what do I tell her. Was it really a Happy Onam for her? Nevertheless I had to leave as I was almost getting choked with emotions there.
I got into a rick and thought about the 10 mins that I was with her. She was still smiling. Infact as I sat and thought about it, it reminded me of another such a strong person whom I know having a similar experience in life. A teacher from my school lost her only son 3 days after his marriage, while he was on his honeymoon. Her husband suffered a paralytic attack and she had brought their son on her own but she was a lady with high principles! Some of my friends and me, tried to help her but she refused and never budged from her decision. unfortunately she too lost her husband a few months back.
The rick journey had now ended but my fight had just began in search of an answer, "What do people celebrate for when they loose everyone they love?" I don't mean they turn Devdas or in the case of Mami and my teacher they don't stay in touch with anyone (infact they are still very active) but what really inspires them to move on with everyday, what helps them celebrate the occasions? What makes them smile always?
What is it that makes them celebrate? I still search.......
Onam celebrations are full on for every Malayali. Infact they say that even if you have to sell your house, a Malayali has to celebrate his Onam with grandeur!
I got up early today morning not because it was Onam but just got up unknowingly at 5 am!I have been trying hard to get up at that hour of the day but somehow wasn't successful in it. Today when I woke up at 5am I allowed myself the liberty to decide in the next half an hour if today had to be the day to go for a morning walk! Gosh! For some reasons "neend" still eluded me and I decided to just kick the blanket and get out of the bed. So off I was!
I have a habit of checking my mails every morning as soon as I get up and this one I don't compromise until I am in a jungle.So every house which doesn't have an internet I call it a jungle! I went through my inbox and suddenly felt the urge to write a mail to someone special on Onam and yes I did mail her, a motivational mail. (I hope it is one.)
As I went for my walk it felt good. I didn't want to exert myself and hence concluded to have a 30 mins walk. When I came back and completed my daily chores I was asked to go and give some Onam Ashamshgal (Onam Wishes in Malayalam) to Mami, Mythili Mami. I love her simply because she is soft spoken and I have never seen her without a smile.
On reaching her house, with some typical Southie gifts which include the Banana Chips, some South Indian Banana's, Coffee powder and a few add ons, I realised that it didn't look like any celebration around. Mami stays alone in her one room flat at a distance of 15 mins from my house. She had a son whom she and her husband slogged to make a doctor. On the night of his graduation, while returning from a party they lost him in an accident.A few years later Mami lost her husband as well! I saw today that she still has the house name plate on her son's name which proudly declared his name as "Dr. ....." I gave her the gifts and just couldn't think about what do I talk to her. All that I could ask her was if she had breakfast and what about her lunch. I didn't quiet like the fact that she doesn't have breakfast and her reasoning pushed me almost to tears,"What breakfast do I make for just one person? I have some food by 11:30 and then in the evening if I feel I have a glass of Kaapi (coffee) and finally end the day with a bit of food." I got up to thank her for the blessings not knowing what do I tell her. Was it really a Happy Onam for her? Nevertheless I had to leave as I was almost getting choked with emotions there.
I got into a rick and thought about the 10 mins that I was with her. She was still smiling. Infact as I sat and thought about it, it reminded me of another such a strong person whom I know having a similar experience in life. A teacher from my school lost her only son 3 days after his marriage, while he was on his honeymoon. Her husband suffered a paralytic attack and she had brought their son on her own but she was a lady with high principles! Some of my friends and me, tried to help her but she refused and never budged from her decision. unfortunately she too lost her husband a few months back.
The rick journey had now ended but my fight had just began in search of an answer, "What do people celebrate for when they loose everyone they love?" I don't mean they turn Devdas or in the case of Mami and my teacher they don't stay in touch with anyone (infact they are still very active) but what really inspires them to move on with everyday, what helps them celebrate the occasions? What makes them smile always?
What is it that makes them celebrate? I still search.......
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