It’s the turtle that wins

Last week, I planned to drive to the market which is almost 3K.M away from my home. The moment I started my engine, I saw a rickshaw puller, going in the same direction where I had to go who was sweating heavily because of the scorching heat, seemed deadly tired as he was pulling the weight of three people of pretty good build; but still I could not find any line of discontentment on his face. Instead, it was me who was wondering that “poor he, how is he managing all this? How unfortunate he is, that even after working so hard, all he gets is few bucks that enable him to buy a cup of tea and one chappti”

Anyways, I started moving. While driving, the face of rickshaw puller kept me captivated all the time till I reached my destination. I was thinking, how ironical we live and think.

Ironical in way- that in our lives where problems are not that scary and tiring if compared to the life of a rickshaw puller, we still feel so tensed of our tension. We go through depression, get frustrated, and keep cursing God for giving us such a hectic life. we forget, that, unlike rickshaw puller, at least each morning we don’t have to think whether we will be able to earn sufficient money so that we manage to eat three meals a day; each day, not AC always (because of long light cut offs), at least we breathe under a fan. Instead, ironically, we keep worrying about our lives and start supposing that all bad is happening with us. Each day we land up in a race to beat the society in all the possible manners (professionally, economically, politically, and looking at the present scenario, sometimes even personally) and in a moment we get defeated, instantly we assume that our life has ended and we are a looser.

Well, struggling with my thoughts on life’s problem and how we tackle them, I never realized that how time passed by while waiting for so long at so many red lights and passing through such a heavy traffic.

I finally reached my destination without expecting to see something before my eyes that would provide an ease for the struggle that was going in my mind.

THAT rickshaw that started moving with me, had already reached before over there. I was shocked that how this weary, exhausted rickshaw puller made its arrival before me and that too when I was driving in car.

Well then I realized something really important,

When we enter in any kind of race (though here it was very trivial race- driving while defeating the on road traffic), we enter into the web of facade problems. We get trapped in the illusion race which actually never exists. It’s we who thinks that a race is going on where we have to win and have to prove to the society that we are something. But as race never existed so obviously we won’t able to see a winner and because of this we treat our self a failure.

Remember, after seeing that rickshaw puller when I just started to move, It was only me who felt that how sad his life must be and somehow I could not find any sign annoyance on his face.

Why?

Did you wonder?

Well, now I realized that answer is simple; Rickshaw puller was at ease because he was NOT participating in any kind of race. He was living his life with its pace. He didn’t bother that each day, so many cars overtake him, bang horn behind him when he blocks their way. He knew just one thing,

To be a winner, one doesn’t have to defeat others. Instead we have to BELIEVE in OUR SELF. We have to prove, not to the society but to our self. We have to beat our own records and not of others. Doesn’t matter whether we are slow or take time to achieve our dreams.

As in the end, it’s the turtle that wins and beat the rabbit (example is above, rickshaw beat the speed of car).

Just keep your faith. All the best!!

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21ST CENTURY- SEARCH ENGINE WAR

"     The ‘search engine wars’,
      The most decisive corporate wars,
       Battled among Yahoo, MSN and Google,
      With the information ship, they all toggle.
           
                               Google winning in the advertising market,
                               Aims to prevail over the cyber supremacy,
                               MSN stranglehold over software market,
                               It fights with Yahoo in pulling off the targets.

      Thankfully, in this ongoing war,
      Doesn’t matter, whosoever holds the winning tag,
      In the end, civilians are the ultimate winners,
      Enjoying the better services, so cheers!!.          "


I love to drive the information superhighway of the 21st century. Indeed, it’s the most fascinating invention, idea and concept from the corporate world to introduce the “data source car” with the power of search engine in it.

Mr Semel of yahoo, Mr Bill Gates of MSN and Mr Eric of Google, the great trio, has revolutionized the market, by presenting a new advanced, easy and a quick way of accessing information gateway through the platform of "SEARCH ENGINE" and let the world connect on a local call.

Though since long time, Google clearly rules, yet, people have not ignored MSN or yahoo. Inside story says that this trio fights hard to win the tag of best search engine. All three try to introduce new services day by day, so that they can win the hearts of people. I have no issues, till the time, they shoot the bullets of better services with their guns. Instead I’m glad.

But I have only one request to them that in this horde to win the race, by mistake they should not start introducing multifaceted and complex services. It might happen that the new added features would prove to be definitely good and would improve the quality, but it would be like a jargon service to use for a common man.

So raising a toast to the trio, would like to say,

Enhance the search engines but with the decent add-on’s,
and let people enjoy, the music of Information ride, full on.....


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Is this the role of media now?

Breaking News 1- Sania Mirza- Shoaib Malik plans for marriage.

Breaking News 2- Sania Mirza would be Shoaib’s second wife, Siddiqui claimed.

Breaking News 3- Shoaib Malik denies his first marriage.

Breaking News 4- Ayesha Siddiqui files complaint against Malik.

Breaking News 5- Shoaib Malik agrees to give divorce.

Breaking News 6- Sania Mirza- Shoaib Malik plans for marriage.

First of all, compare the first and the last breaking news!!

Then wonder, that since past one week we all are watching a news whose end was same as it’s starting.

Then again ponder, that this news had no business with us. It was NOT at all related to us.

For almost a week, on each news channel, the only news that flashed 24x7, that too as breaking news, was of “Sania- Shoaib” marriage plan. It seemed that for a week, there wasn’t any single important news going around in the country or world that could eliminate this news from our TV screens. Media didn’t leave a single chance to get the inside story of their marriage plan.

I was shocked to see the media attention and the way media dragged this news. I felt traumatized, to see how media engrossed itself so much to cover the marriage controversy of “Sania Mirza and Shoaib Malik”, that it seemed, that media forgot the basic etiquette too.

I saw few clippings that presented media’s ignorance towards maintaing a basic decorum. Media was busy capturing Sania Mirza standing in her balcony with Shoaib and her mother, or Sania dancing with Shoaib, or Sania’s mother talking with her husband on terrace, or recording entry and exit of each relative that came at the home of the famous tennis player of our country at Hyderabad. Not only this, media gave opportunity to people to even write comments on this issue. Special polls were conducted.

Is this the role of media now??

To forget about the privacy of a person, and keep on focussing camera 24x7 on him/her. If this is the role, then it’s very disheartening.

Media has full right to flash a news, but hey, don’t do a detail analysis of it, that too LIVE.

I mean media can show the updated news after intervals, does flashing of this news whole day makes any sense?

I’m not against media, instead I would say, it’s very graceful of media to discuss the issues and I guess, it’s because of the media only that voice of Ayehsa Siddiqui (Shoaib’s first wife) got a high pitch volume and in the end she got justice.

But there should be a LIMIT. It was their personal issue. How can media creep in like parasites??

Work should be done within a boundary and that should not be crossed. Also, there are more important news going around in the country that needs attention, than a news of a marriage of a couple which is their personal issue all together.

Respect the privacy, may it be of a celebrity or a common man!! Have some civility.

I would have felt really nice, if media had given such coverage to the villages in Orrisa where people are dying out of hunger. People are NOT having food to eat.

Its high time media should realize, which news is more important, marriage of a celebrity or death of a malnutritioned common man?

And hello People, wake up!! Don’t stick like a glue to a news and waste your time which is not at all related to you...

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Understand The Best Language.... :)

For a mother, it’s the most beautiful era of her life, when she holds the new born in her own hands.
Child is like a treasure for her and the grand reason for her glee.

She can watch her innocent child all the time, though she does lose track of time, but that doesn’t bother her as she is addicted to his sweet smiles. She can embrace her child whole day and night.

This bond that mother has with her child is special. It’s among the most amazing, delightful, and pure relations on this worldly planet.

It’s very enjoyable and amusing to watch, how mother understand what her child needs?

I mean she understands her child's language; language that is of silent words, cries and smiles.

Ever wondered, how easily a mother understands the different meaning of cries of her child?

We all know that a child cries for hell lot of reasons. Starting from being hungry or not able to sleep or waiting since long to answer the nature call or getting irritated because of the rough cloth he/she wearing and so on.

But the mother immediately decodes the correct reason for her child's cries!!

Sometimes, the child stays silent, and she is able to make him smile again in an instant. A mother always knows what her child is feeling?

A new born doesn’t know how to speak. Child’s language lies in his silence that speaks thousand words (though understandable best by his mother and then father), cries and smiles.

And why we feel that children are like Divine, because they have the power to speak without having any need to learn any language. Similarly we treat our parents as God, reason being, they understand their children without any need to ask, or question them; They get to know automatically.

And that’s why, what makes the relation between children and their parents so beautiful is the power to understand the needs of each other without having the need to speak.

But relation between parents and children and family is decided by nature itself. Automatically nature grants us with this power.

Now a question arises, who is the next person who understands you well other than your family?

You might say your friends or your love...

So here’s the code or say a test to check!!

“IF THAT PERSON CAN UNDERSTAND YOUR LANGUAGE OF SILENCE, CRIES AND SMILES, THAT PERSON UNDERSTANDS YOU AND YOU SHARE A PURE RELATION WITH THAT PERSON”

So to understand someone the best, understand the best language-

Language of silence, cries and smiles ...

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GrACIOUS gLORY

Gracious glory of this life and soul,
I felt it, smelt it, touched it,
Gracious glory of this life and soul,
I lived it, crashed it, and relived it...

On the bank of the river I stood, I stood,
Behind a sky touching wood, I stood, I stood.
Capturing the nature, I smiled, I smiled,
Over the crystal clear water, sunlight shined.
I dived into water, I died, and I died,
Didn’t know swimming, ‘save me’, I cried, I cried,
Floating into the black hole, alas I drowned,
Suddenly no pain was there, it was peace all around.

Gracious glory of this life and soul,
I felt it, smelt it, touched it,
Gracious glory of this life and soul,
I lived it, crashed it, and relived it.

Blood turned blue,
My vision bid final adieu,
Fragment of this life parted away,
Duality of my dreams flew away...
I once thought, when living,
“That true, in amen, I should not believe”
I knew deep inside that to see tomorrow,
It’s ‘the time’ from present I need to borrow.
So what, now I’m not here,
My soul now relives and is still there,
It now sings the song of totality,
It will not revive in the old reality....

Gracious glory of this life and soul,
I felt it, smelt it, touched it,
Gracious glory of this life and soul,
I lived it, crashed it, and relived it...

On the bank of river, my soul stands and stands,
Beside the sky touching wood, it dance and dance.
Still capturing the nature, soul smiles and smiles,
Over the crystal clear water, still sunlight shines.

Gracious glory of this life and soul,
I felt it, smelt it, touched it,
Gracious glory of this life and soul,
I lived it, crashed it, and relived it.

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A reason- meant for me

Unknowingly, I grasped few pages in my hand,
Knowingly, it was His plan.
Each page dripped inside my vein,
Life started to unfold inside my brain.

Many lives many masters, He said,
Got addicted to those pages as further I read.
‘A reason’ stayed behind all this,
It remained far away from my consciousness.

Urge slit my wrist of philosophy,
New dimension opened up in my ideology,
Hypnotic I was,
Captivated under some mystic energy I was..

I wondered, for this sudden rapt,
Oodles of memories flashbacked,
Finally felt like kissing this psychoanalysis,
Suddenly I understood His ‘Reason’..

‘A Reason’, which till date haunts my fear,
To undergo the surgery of my times of yore,
He is testing my patience of resisting to say ‘yes’,
‘Yes’- to hear, what many lives many masters wants to say to us.

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PS: Blogger wrote this post, after reading the book, "MANY LIVES MANY MASTERS". This book marked a strong impact on blogger's mind.

!!! Rainfall !!!

Do Re Mi my heart sings,
Whenever the call of "rainfall" rings,
It keeps on talking to me,
I love its presence all around me.

Each downpour has a story to convey,
Each drop has so much to say,
Aura of purity it brings in me,
Washes away all my tears, I store inside me.

Those smell of wet sand,
It’s like a drug for me.
Drive pleasure, listening to the cloud’s growling,
I’m addicted to the flavour of lightening.

I sip it,
With the tip of my emotion I live with,
I feel its touch,
As I raise my arms to embrace it.

Mystical showering of His blessing,
I sense it in the delightful drizzling.
Whispering winds watch me,
As I confront with them closely.

Do Re Mi my heart sings,
Whenever the call of "rainfall" rings,
It keeps on talking to me,
I love its presence all around me.

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Is it really now a monument of National Importance?

Red Fort- with its grand architectural carvings is supposed to be the one of the most magnificent monument of our country INDIA. Each year, on 15th August, Prime Minister of the country do the flag hosting ceremony as token of tribute to this Red stone monument, making it a symbol of India’s sovereignty.

Our ancestral gift from “mughal sultanat”, encapsulating their richly superb architectural styles, an old ethical building where very proudly, Indian Army took the control over it from the British Empire and marked the success of our independence!!

Doesn’t all this make it an important national monument?

And even after being declared as a World Heritage site by UNESCO in 2007, don’t you think that the national importance of this splendid structure increases manifold? Also, it’s the main attraction for the tourist from all over the world. It’s like the crown of the capital city- Delhi.

Don’t you think we have a big, actually really big responsibility to preserve and take care of this great extravagant building?

Being an Indian, I was really shocked to see the management when I recently made my visit to this huge archaeological site.

1) To get an entry, we need to buy a ticket. Fine no issues. After standing in a very LONG queue (do not forget, this is INDIA, 100crore + population), and that too in ladies line, I finally managed to get my tickets after half an hour.

I guess, these tickets should carry a bit importance. O.K, do not bother to give some importance; But, hello, at least don’t throw those tickets while exiting!!

You won’t believe, what I saw, the road at the entrance gate was decorated by the scratched and ripped off tickets.

Don’t you think it’s very disrespectful on our behalf to commit such an awful act against a monument of national importance? Don’t you think, government should keep an eye, should keep a check and fine should be charged against such a thing?

2) Anyways, I made my way to the entrance gate. And hello? Security? Just a metal detector?!!?? Oh common!! It’s a NATIONAL monument, how can no importance be given to the security.

3) Finally I entered into the premises of this wow monument, and great!! Just a stone was there explaining about the past of this great monument. Being an Indian I have knowledge about this monument, but what about the foreign minds? How would they manage to update their knowledge on the Red fort when very eagerly they come to visit it? I mean after waiting in such a long queue, all they get to see is tickets being thrown away by people at the entrance gate and a stone depicting just a paragraph of knowledge about it.

Don’t you think it’s our duty to explain the history of this monument of national importance to them?

It seems now searching in Google about Red fort would to be an easy way to have an overview about it rather than visiting it.

Now tell me, is it really now seem to be a monument of national importance?

I don’t think so.

National importance comes automatically, when each citizen takes care of the thing as his personnel asset!!

If we would be so negligent towards our own heritage, then that day won’t be far, when we will face heritage-loss very soon!!

Wake up INDIA!!

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