Showing posts with label Things Around me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Things Around me. Show all posts

Sunday, October 7

FDI or no FDI - Nation is falling apart


Government has got mixed response from various fields on its decision to implement FDI in retail. After carefully reading the clauses and dwelling on why government took this decision, I fail to understand opposition against FDI. To those of you reading this blog and un-aware of what FDI actually stands for, here is a brief description:

FDI means foreign direct investment where foreign companies look for cheaper avenues in other countries and invest money in production and services. They gain because their production cost is cheaper spelling out more profits for them than their native countries. The host country where they invest is benefited for the population gets lucrative employment opportunities and foreign currency inflow. China is one of the most sought after location for FDI in manufacturing. FDI commonly exists in form of joint ventures. FDI is already allowed in India in various sectors such as services, telecommunication, construction activities and computer software and hardware. According to Ernst and Young, foreign direct investment in India in 2010 was $44.8 billion, and in 2011 experienced an increase of 13% to $50.8 billion. India has seen an eight-fold increase in its FDI in March 2012. So what has now been introduced is allowing FDI in few more sectors such as in aviation up to 49%, in Broadcast sector up to 74%, in multi-brand retail up to 51% and in single-brand retail up to 100%.

What government has announced is nothing catastrophic, nothing new. Government wanted to introduce it in Nov 2011, but could not. The current global sentiment on India is that of pessimism. We are burdened with fiscal deficit. Rupee is losing against dollar. For every rupee lost against dollar, we are debted with 8000 Crore rupees more. Why this is happening is a matter of grave concern and of debate rather than the solution proposed to counter this problem. With dipping investment grades, allowing FDI in other sectors is a desperate attempt to improve our global position and maintain investors faith and allow markets to heal, hoping for steady recovery of rupee.

For those who have apprehensions that FDI in retail will kill local grocers’ business, why do they think that FDI would do it? We already have Indian chain of super-stores and marts such as Big Bazaar and Reliance, and although they have been doing well, they still form only 4% of this business. What magic wand would foreign investors use for snatching away business from un-organised retail or organised retail? If organised retail had to kill local business then it would already have happened in capable hands in Indian business giants. We do not need a foreign entity to do that. To those who argue that locally manufactured products would be outdone by cheaper substitutes from other nations, have they been blind to 'Chinese' replicas of every product - be it games or mobile.

What Foreign investors can help improve upon is the much helpless state of farmers. In the whole chain of transferring produce from farms to actual outlets, Farmers are exploited most and needless to add they suffer most.

FDI can be a godmother to such farmers, eliminating the middle-men and improving upon much needed infrastructure. Pre-conditions to FDI in India seem fair enough to achieve what India actually wants.
Conditions state that FDI can only proceed with a minimum investment of $100 million and that too 50% of the investment is to be in back-end infrastructure development. 30% of all raw material has to be procured from India's small and medium industries. There is permission to set up malls only in cities with a minimum population of 10 lakhs. Products should be sold under the same brand internationally. Foreign investor should be the owner of the brand.
If FDI were to be allowed 'honestly' with given set of pre-conditions then we surely can expect some benefit.

The question on FDI should not be whether it should be allowed or not but rather it should be if FDI can achieve, what is expected to. FDI is expected to improve India's global position and help rupee climb the ladder. Surely FDI can bail us out temporarily, but we need to strengthen ourselves from core to make a permanent impact. 

The reasons for our continuously going down with our debts and poor performance of rupee need tough investigation and analysis. Why our imports increasing and exports falling. Despite being an agricultural nation primarily, why are we short of our produce and need to import. Climate and monsoon no doubt are big spoilers but not the only reasons. Bad roads or rather no Roads, lack of adequate storage facilities, under-performing railways add cost everywhere. What are state governments doing? Where is the taxpayer’s money going? Why political scamsters and frauds still free? Why there is no strict punishment against those who break the law? Why no justice has been provided in corruption cases? This is just the tip of iceberg. I and surely you can go on and on, on why India is under performing despite our best attempts. And this is what we expect government to do. This is what we expect our opposition to find answers to. Why Arvind Kejriwal is the one whistle-blowing on government officials. Why the opposition could not do this task so far? This is UPA's second term. What has been opposition been doing since long?

It’s a pity that of all the political scandals which the government has done, Opposition finds FDI worthy enough to pull out their supports. Why did not they pull out support when Coalgate was exposed, when CWG sham was highlighted, when 2G scam came into picture?
Opposition using FDI as their elections manifesto is a sad representation of sorry state of affairs our country is into. It is also symbolic of how politicians still want to take advantage of ignorant and un-aware masses.
It saddens me to core of my heart at this situation. We are failing as a nation not just because of our government but also because of absence of a good opposition. 

Sunday, August 19

Who are you to decide whether I should live or die


Imagine your life suddenly taking a twist and you becoming bed ridden for the rest of your life. How will life be when you have to be dependent on others for the most basic necessities of life?
How will you feel when you are paralyzed below your neck and cannot move your legs?
The only thing which you can do is lie on the bed whole day, stare at the ceiling fan , cannot go out to see the sunshine , to feel the rain drops and to smell the air. You cannot get up for your basic ablutions and have to wait when someone will come over and carry you there.

Un-imaginable.. right?
Yes, we cannot imagine our life like this for split of a second  but think of those who are actually dragging on with such a life. What is wrong if they wish to die a peaceful death rather than die each day?
Forget the financial angle, the moral angle just think of the agony which the person goes through each day, waits on his bed and waits for his days of life to get over. With what hope do we motivate terminally ill patients to live -- with the hope that their death will come soon?
It souds tragic that only death can help them get rid of the chronic pain and suffering and it feels even more tragic when we cannot do anything about it.
I have a question to those who are of the opinion that how can you willigly let go of your loved ones -  With what definition you proclaim them to be your loved one when your love for him/her is limited to your selfish interests. With what aspirations you want to keep the loved one alive when you cannot provide a day's happiness to him/her? With what right you call yourself the loved one when the only thing you care about is yourself?


Tony Nicklinson lost his right-to-die in a british court.
Everytime someone loses such a battle in court,  the so-called ruling mocks at  the entire judicial system that promises justice to one and all.
It raises doubts and gives birth to apprehensions on humanity. Whatever happened to compassion and kindness. Did god send us for this? During nights, will our conscience give us the beauty sleep we need?
It is high time now that we revisit the laws, and make the world a better place to live, and peace to those who are dying each day in the name of life.


Sunday, October 25

IHC My new Love :)


The Place is just Awesome and whenever I visit the place I fall in love with the place again and again , all over :)

It’s so damn calm; serene ; soothing and gives you such a nice feel ;

This blog is about IHC : the place which I am visiting too often these days :)

As I enter there are colorful fountains on both the sides which are operated in the evening only; there are tall long trees giving a peaceful aura which make you love the place;

The place is an architectural marvel ; even in months of July when you pass the centre of IHC a cool breeze welcomes you ; and you feel so refreshed ;

IHC is one of the reasons that I long to attend my classes apart from the fact that I enjoy half of my sessions and sleep through half of them :P

There is a nice amphitheatre just in front of my building ; the one where Rang De Basanti was shot and on weekends (just the precise time when I have my classes )there are plays and play rehearsals going on;SO sometimes in the evening claas the background music of play flows into our years and I get excited to get down and have a look;

Another attraction is Eatopia : the food court where we lunch and gossip and share information about each other ;

There is a lotus pond with big red fish inside just outside the Stein Auditorium;

You can sit quietly on one of stairs ; or anywhere in the compound and silently do anything ; observe people ; write some stuff ; paint ; do poetry ; chat with friends or just sit silently with your counterpart ; or may be do nothing ;

There is American Diners on the other side where the elite are either entering into marital bliss or getting engaged and you can be a mute spectator to the pretty females walking around clad in designer lehengas and sarees

There are exhibitions going around ; art photography ; everything

Life becomes so relaxed and at leisure when you enter IHC ; Life outside is running at a different pace ; at a pace where everyone is running blindly and does not have time for himself lest for anything else and as I enter IHC time seems to stop for me

I want to just sit there; be a part of the building and stand still; be a silent observer to everything.

Wednesday, April 22

The Privileged Few:

This thought came to my mind while I was returning from Delhi to Noida. Most of the thoughts either come to me while I am reading something or travelling; may be because when you are travelling you are in your most blank state of mind and things come and strike you. The simple blank reality just hits you on your face.

So Bright Lazy Reluctant Monday Morning and I have to go to Noida from my home.

Usually when you wake up, your mind is terse from the upcoming tensions in the day; you are thinking about office ; There are so many topics for us to crib about :promotions ; biases ; recession ; traffic ; money management ; Savings ; Future ;Career ; and all sorts keep on revolving in your mind and they somehow usually come to me on Monday mornings. I do not know about others but this is the way it is for me. Travelling from Delhi to Noida is a 1.25 hour drive and it gives me ample amount of time to think about my life; its course and where I am heading next. I know it is a bad way to begin your week but this is the truth.

Sometimes while rushing out of my home; I also happen to glance at the newspaper and sometimes (do remember it’s only sometimes) thinking about how politicians manipulate everything to their advantage and benefit.
About Communalism.
About religion wars.
About Country Economy .
About Inflation.
About Crime. ( Don’t be terrified. I do this thinking sometimes).

And when my thinking has almost reached to the level where panic can set inside me ; we cross ISBT.

And we cross these beggars (must be some 200 in number) lined up with their rags thinking of arranging their daily diet. And I am slapped with the stark reality of life. I feel ashamed at the contrast.

Here we are who have some fixed amount of money to reach us and there they are who don’t even know if they will have their diet today or not. I observe them and try to think as to what would have happened in their life that they are in this state. There are so many of them; some waking up ; some still wrapped up in their old torn dirty blankets (in hot summer mornings as well). Hair Shabby. Some of them don’t seem to even make an attempt to wake up and find , arrange for a meal.

And I wonder at the contrast in my life and their life.

And I wonder at the political scenario where politicians are fighting for religion ; religious structure demolishment .

They force me to think what religion these beggars have and how important is religion to them and how would it make any difference if they belonged to any specific religion.

All of this forces me to think who the privileged is or the un-privileged few?
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About Life....The busy life....

Looong break.

Ah well not exactly a break but I could not get a break to write this.
So lot of activities have been keeping me pre-occupied: The office Activities ; some personal work going along ; then there was this rishikesh trip ; then a trip with family to Madhya Pradesh and then as soon as I returned I had 2 back to back presentations in office and then there is this upcoming Dance competition in office which has been keeping me hugely busy. Also there was this college best friend wedding to attend.

But I have promised myself that I will be regular in writing blog from now on ; also keeping in touch with old friends and family members as well… Also for long I have not been reading books so avidly as I used to and I promised this as well. I would paint. I would chat and gossip with old friends. May be meet a few of them.
Lets see If I can keep up these promises I made to myself.

And why do you think that I have suddenly jotted down this list of promises: I have been getting busier and busier in work schedule and in my own life and in the process I Have un-knowingly ignored people who mattered to me a lot and who still matter to me but I just do not remember calling them.

Life does go on becoming like that. Is it just with me or is it that everyone tends to follow the same pattern or is it the way people “move-on” in life. When I think of the last option, it does leave me alone with a lot of sadness around me and then I want to shrink in my own core. And I want to give a sincere try to feel and reason otherwise so the list of promises. I have also set-up calendar reminders for the same.
:)

Let’s see if I am able to reason out with myself.
And If you are one of those who have been victim of my un-intentional ignorance; friends I still love you and miss you and would soon catch up with you again. I have not moved on from you guys.

Peace.

Tuesday, March 10

“Loneliness is about the scariest thing there is.”

“It's so lonely when you don't even know yourself.”

Long period of silence …. And now I feel like writing again…. So there has been too much of activity or may be inactivity in my life in this year… and past two months have taught me so much about life; responsibilities; courage; expectations; world behavior; politics around you ; and stuff like that ; The heavy words of life which we normally used in essays and could hear in abundance from our elders/parents could be experiences thyself. No NO…this is not a depressing blog or documentary on responsibilities for that matter but just a reflection of my thought process which I have undergone.

In general I have always felt that the time after colleges is the time in a person’s life when everyone feels lonely at a point of time. Especially moving out of your home to another place makes you realize the loneliness ; Past 4 weeks , I felt so bugged up with work and stuff going in my life that sometimes I just felt like closing my eyes to everything; become deaf; dumb; blind and just close myself from the outside world.

Things just seem dull, drab and boring. Life seemed to have stopped. Not that I am being a dull person with no activity around me; have been watching all latest movie flicks; listening to good music and also continue to have fun from my dance classes and meeting up people around me but still everything seemed to fall in a dull routine; and at the end of the day you fell lonelier than ever.

SO I work hard in day; get tired and go home to sleep but contrary to normal eco-system rules; my mind runs inversely proportional to the physical stamina of my body. Meaning which the more tired I am in the day the more I get prone to insomnia in the night. And I lie all wide awake with my eyes wide open and my mind running in all directions with the speed of light.

But curiously, I have spoken to some more friends of mine and they have shared the same sentiments about loneliness. That life becomes dead after some time and you have to start living it all over again and it is just a phase of life which will pass away sooner or later.

But the important thing during the entire stretch is not forgetting to live the moment which you have and always being on a lookout for ways to live life. SO despite the fact that I have felt lonelier and cut-off from world (because of several reasons); have had my first rendezvous with independent loneliness, I have learnt to maximize every fun opportunity I have got. And the bonus point is this that you always come out being more mature and stronger than the person you were.

So this blog is not for cribbing about loneliness but to tell my friends that you are not alone there in your spree of loneliness. 

“Pray that your loneliness may spur you into finding something to live for, great enough to die for.”

Saturday, January 24

January 2009

Life teaches you so many lessons in one go…
And probably the time which life chooses to teach you hard lessons is the time of transitions in your life.

I have been a part of huge transitions in my life; sometimes actively involved and sometimes passively dragged. And it is not just my own life. Am seeing people around me; of my age;… who have been undergoing similar phases in their lives.
And I realize this is the most crucial and important part of our lives when we learn to take decisions. We are suppose to take decisions which will affect our entire lives: our entire course of career; and probably our future.

With few incidents happening with people around me; I have learnt many lessons….
Probably I cannot list out all of them but the most important thing I realized was this that you should not be so dependent on anyone that if the person leaves you cannot stand on your own. It hurts. It still hurts to realize this conclusion and that you should not be relying on the most reliable person of my life. Isn’t it ironical?

Another lesson which still pinches my heart is this that circumstances can play such an important role in your life. They can be so powerful. They are still very powerful. They can ruin and change anyone’s life. You have to bend against them. They are superior.

The things which your are afraid of your entire life ; there is not a remote chance that you won’t face it; you will have to face it sooner or later. You should not or you cannot try doing it. There is nothing in this world which you should not be scared of.

And that the people whom you think are your friends may or may not be your friends. They may be your friends but totally incapable of handling your situation and that does not make them a lesser friend. And then you have to learn to maintain you trust in them and still move on with your life Alone….
And that whatsoever may come; you should always keep doors open for new friends to move in and take responsibility of your lives.

Thursday, December 18

I watch them daily…


They come in bunch.. they are running individually as well… some are rushing with their faces contorted in the distant memory of their course syllabi… few are just as merry and gay as if it’s just another day…


Some are accompanied with frenzied friends who are revising every part of syllabi with some paper or notebook in hand… few see it as chance to bungle with the uniform…

They look so cute and decent with double braids … bright red ribbons in them … red check uniform…. Blue sweaters….

So Before you start wondering on whom I am pondering so much… here is the clue….
As I stand waiting for the car in the morning; I see these kids going to the school… and I notice their face expressions … their hands… their walk ….
It is not supposed to be a full blown post …. But just few observations of these kids. I think they are having their exams these days and observing them while they are rushing for their exams is enriching :)

And reminds me of my own school days….
I miss school so much :(

Saturday, December 13

The Nip in the Air.... My Lovely winters :)

Cool breeze…loads of warm clothing… slight nip in the sir… foggy misty mornings… a cup of impetuous coffee...clear blue sky…. Fresh green dewed leaves… chilling atmosphere… ummm a perfect winter morning…the wait to get into your rajai(seems to be heavenly abode) as soon as you get home.
I just love Delhi for its winters.

Delhi …coveted by others as a city of extreme climate… has just amazing winter mornings.
Although the chill gets unbearable at times … but you can brave it well with loads of amazing winter clothing.

Delhi winters are special for me and I have some real cherish able memories for these mornings.
Getting up reluctantly after hearing papa scream for n times. With hurried gestures(papa); laziness engulfed(me) :P papa used to scream in out for me to brush my teeth ; dress up with all the haggling of wearing the scarf; so that we(yes we :) ) can catch our school bus at the correct time; he would make me run with my school bag in his hand ;and then when he finally managed to push me inside the bus he would thrust a rolled parantha in my hand which I would reluctantly finish as I reached school ...The idea of throwing it out of the window never came to my mind then :(
That was long back in 1992 and when I see the school going kids outside I am reminded of those mornings ; each scene vividly etched in my memory :)
Ahh!! Winters make me so nostalgic.

School ended and I was in college; the situation changed to some extent except for the fact that this time I used to be equally tense as there was no school bus but a public transport bus which never waited for me and I had to run and catch. :(
I would stuff myself with extra clothing ; mufflers ; jackets and I used to look like a bloated Pankhri :) and then run for the bus.
The glass panes on the buses, which are otherwise intact, were sure to break in the winters, and the killing cold would come and fill my lungs with ice.

And now While I am working I just see people around and feel such a longing for being in their place. Now I don’t have to bear the cold coz I sit in an air-conditioned office which insulates me from the real weather :(
Ahh...I can go on writing about the winters like that.....
I would end my nostalgia by quoting an article by Santosh Desai(TOI): I did not wanted to reproduce them in my own words :

Can any idea of heaven improve upon the thought of lying snug in bed on a winter morning inside a quilt with a hot cup of tea? There is no feeling as complete or as secure and certainly none where we can savour every passing moment so cloudlessly, almost.
Nothing is sweeter than the gradual browned warmth that seeps into us as we enter icy-limbed into the quilt, and get slowly cooked in our own natural body heat. The clammy separateness of our limbs dissolves into the warm fullness of belonging. The quilt re-circulates our own heat made of cotton, there is nothing intrinsically heat producing about the quilt; all the warmth created is our own. The quilt suspends the warmth in time and we bask in it.

As I write the blog chill breeze comes and sends a shiver through the smoggy evening.
Winter: season of wrapped-up lovelies and mapped-out picnics. And Yes chapped lips are part of the package
:)
I love you Delhi for providing such an amazing climate
:)

Saturday, November 15

A Walk to Remember .....

Being together will test everything that they believe in. Most of all, it will test the power of love and faith to transform a life into something worth living.


I was night staying at a friend’s place and Each time the day I asked her about our plans for the evening, she said we would watch “A walk to remember “ ,so we start watching at around 9, And the moment the movie starts I get a sense of déjà vu ..umm actually I recalled that I have read this novel though I could not figure out the novel’s name. As the story progressed I became more and more enticed to concept of selfless love and the faith about faith got stronger J


A walk to remember is a tale of young but everlasting love which sends across the value and importance of faith so subtly. It is touching, riveting and simply amazing. More words can spoil the feeling which I have for it. It is one of those movies for which I have simply no words to describe yet, I want to express the feeling which I have.
In the original novel by Nicholas Sparks the ending is ambiguous and open ended but the movie clearly ends on a sad note. Although you desperately pined for a happier end knowing well that couldn’t have been possible. It is bittersweet but spiritual.

The story poignantly explores the innocence of first love, selflessly tied around your love where you want to hold onto whatever remnants you get. It is simply moving and declares love to be eternally powerful.
So I actually got bleary-eyed with fairy tale dreams in my eyes after watching this amazing movie.

I read this novel long back, I really don’t remember when and what was the name of the novel L but whenever somebody referred to Eric Segal’s Love Story ; I always reminded of some parts of this novel which were similar in the context that both the female protagonists had leukemia. Though I struggled hard that time to recall this novel but as fate had it I could only remember when I got a chance to watch its movie adaptation.
I do not want to blabber more on this movie; but would rather drop some conversations and my fav lines from the movie.
The plot :
Each spring in the little port town of Beaufort, North Carolina, when the wind smells of pine and salt and the sea, Landon Carter remembers his senior year at Beaufort High and Jamie Sullivan, the girl who changed his life.
Jamie was the last person Landon was likely to fall for. Serious and conservative, she was as far from cool as she could possibly be, and didn’t care.
Landon hung with the in-crowd -- an aimless, moody, reckless guy who breezed through school on looks and bravado. He had no plans, no future and no faith in himself.

Against his own expectations, Landon finds himself falling in love with this outwardly plain girl who possesses a passion for life he never imagined possible. But it isn’t easy. For reasons of her own, Jamie does everything she can to run away from romance until it becomes impossible to deny.
Jamie has a small wish list. She wanted to witness Halley’s Comet. This is the most touching part of the story when he makes her a giant telescope right in her yard so that she can complete it.
He was able to complete her wish list before she died of cancer.

Conversations :
Jamie: You know what I figured out today?

Landon: What?

Jamie: Maybe God has a bigger plan for me than I had for myself. Like this journey never ends. Like you were sent to me because I'm sick. To help me through all this. You're my angel.
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Landon: Jamie has faith in me. She makes me want to be different, better.
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Landon: All I know is... you're beautiful.
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Jamie: How can you see places like this... and have moments like this and not believe?

Landon: You're lucky to be so sure.

Jamie: It's like the wind. I can't... see it, but I feel it.
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Landon: Our love is like the wind... I can’t see it, but I sure can feel it.
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Landon: I'm sorry she never got her miracle.

Reverend Sullivan: She did. It was you.
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Landon: Can you find this star, right here?

Jamie: Sure. So why am I looking for this star?

Landon: Because I had it named for you. See? It's official. It's from the International Star Registry.

Jamie: This is wonderful...
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Jamie: Ya know, I was getting along with everything fine. I accepted it, and then you happened! I do not need a reason to be angry with God.
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Landon: "Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and is not resentful."

Tuesday, September 30

Pursuit of "Happiness"

After 2 whole hectic weeks; I have finally found time for myself. Not that I am spared some time but I have realized that you really don’t feel tired if you are pursuing your hobby.


So this topic came about during a Chit-Chat with a friend on Gtalk .We were discussing our alternative job profiles had our company not bestowed us with our precious ones. Interesting profiles came up during the conversation : umm like health-food chef ; gym instructor ; movie reviewer ; travel writing ; newspaper researcher ; kindergarten teacher ; marbles collector ; digital artist ; Driver! :P ;….sound sophisticated…no that’s not mine.…that’s my friends’ list… we made a good time by discussing these profiles and had great fun..
On a serious note...Returning on my way home…I tried to figure out “my” alternative life…Delhi Traffic snarls and soon I forgot about it; when just a few days back another friend of mine raised the same topic.. “To be or not to be”

Almost every one of us is kind of settled with our jobs; you pass out from your college with dreams in your eyes; looking forward to the excitement and joy of new life; and you start earning; following a monotonous routine to prove your potential every now and then. It’s a rat race there. It’s cut-throat. And in the pursuit of “happiness” you get deviated from your real pursuit of happiness.
Almost all of us had faced this “We will see it later” syndrome. Every one of us had a distinct hobby or liking towards certain things in our life.

“Somebody wanted to paint” ; we will do it later…first let get our bread earning ; “Somebody wanted to learn to dance ; somebody wanted to travel ; somebody wanted to write ; somebody wanted to go to war ; somebody wanted to try agriculture ; I wanted to be a radio jockey L” and we all postponed the things ; the “Hobbies” in pursuit of a real job. Now we have the real job other cycle of life has begun and your hobbies have again taken a backseat.
Well, I am not exactly critical of our jobs or our routine as such but just wondered how many of us are really experiencing the “joy” in our lives?

We do everything to be happy ; we take up jobs so that we can have good money and live a happy contented life…but we really never find time to enjoy our “happy contented “ life.
As children we become happy when we get to do the thing which we like to do…but with time we kill our hobbies; our likings… because they don’t gel well with the social norms. We want to be called sane and we safely take-up the more tried and tested professions…live a mechanical life…because we want to be happy. But who is defining our happiness. If you are following the social norms to be happy then are you following your pursuit of happiness??
Seeking happiness by killing the desires in you to be happy… Such an irony!!
How many of us are actually happy with our professions? How many of us are actually living the life which we wanted to live? Well there are a fortunate few…
For the general lot…In the quest to be happy the real purpose has been killed.

Before you get sad and serious let me iterate though my alternative life....Umm...i wanted to be writer for few days....want to do a course in interior decor; a course in history/sociology ; a course in event mgmnt; want to plan some weddings; want to host some big shows ; want to air my voice on radio in nights ; want to do a course in mass comm and be a part of handling the production of news telecasts ; also want to read news on Tv some day ; ummm......want to join army/ navy / air force for some time ...want to fly a plane...want to be a great counsellor...an expert at giving advice..Thats it :)

This is my wishlist..which i hope to complete in near future...:)

Sunday, August 24

Dedicated to our dear parents!!

Everyone is fighting amongst relations;
amongst himself; amongst tensions....
This world will end somewhere...But these tensions nowhere...
When the white beard was black...concern for relations none lack...
people cared for each odr...wife,a sister, a brother...
concern was so high..people dint even care to die..
But now everybody has grown...people only come to mourn..
How does it matter? ..if u die...if u live...
u r only cared for taking ;none cares to give...
Parents lose touch from their child...
..The children..just care a mild.......
it makes me wonder.....is this a relation??
full of insult and humiliation.....
an atmosphere of isloation....
an environ of tension....
dont u thnk ...we r losing the touch with our own soul...
a lonely fish in the golden bowl!!!!