Archive for October 2008

Sensing The Senses!

October 29, 2008

The most common sentence that is used when people are irritated or frustrated is “Are you in your senses” or “Do you have common sense”? Well, don’t we know that every human being has been gifted with senses that are as sharp as a Swiss knife?

For me, my senses go on red alert when I sense “Jealousy”, “Competitiveness”, “Hate”, “Dislike”, “Chauvinism”, “Ego” – as to me I recognize them to be plainly negative. It’s even more a red and strong alarm when I sense it in the people who claim to be my loved ones. While I am a firm believer that there always should be healthy competition, however they sometimes head to a complete disastrous turn if you sense it amongst those you believe are your own.

I am also a believer that you can control your feelings with what you think about the other person. Why are the feelings of jealousy, competitiveness, envy created in one in the first place? Being accepted and socially acknowledged is the biggest factor that I have noticed and seen across a wide range of people, another is when someone who is so talented is taking away the cake and the attention while some have just no reason at all.

What some folks really don’t realize is that talent is to be appreciated, whether if it’s within you or within others. As far as acceptance goes, if you accept who you are in the first place, trust others to accept you socially without any effort. The above leads to another baby being born named “insecurity”.

When you feel any of the above, trust the person close to you to sense it. Trust the person to sense it even more strongly if it’s against them.

So when people are sensing that you are feeling all of the above what happens? Maybe they tell you, they make it known to you through some form of indirect communication and unspoken words or worst – question their own self in anger as “Why are you feeling jealous or envious of all the people in the world? & “How can you feel this against them, considering they have been always been led to believe that you loved them?” This one is the biggest knife one can ever stab their own heart with, however it’s the most natural thing to happen.

My main concern and question is for those people who tend to have these feelings for their loved ones. Do they ever sit down and dwell deeper to understand why they are feeling the way they are for someone who is such a close part of their own heart. If they do, I am sure – the main answer lies within them. And mostly, the answer would like in the question “What do you THINK about the person you love”?

All your feelings are communicated through your thoughts. The fact that you have had a passing thought of negativity or bad about that person you would tend to feel the way you did. This was the easiest part; however the question still remains would you now change your thoughts and be conscious about the same for the person you love so as not to breed the feelings of “Jealousy”, “Competitiveness”, “Hate”, “Dislike”, “Chauvinism” or “Ego”?

Will you be able to control your thoughts? If not, then you have been loving and lying to your loved one in the same breath. 


Happy Diwali

October 26, 2008

It’s that time of the year again, where no one knows how the days pass by. It’s Diwali, the festival of lights. This festival signifies the triumph of good over evil. This festival is auspicious to every Hindu as it also symbolizes and is a mark for Goddess Laxmi – the goddess of wealth.To welcome this festival, the streets are lit up with lights with various vendors selling every commodity needed to celebrate this time of the year. image

I personally have just been really busy with all the preparations. We had an office bay decoration competition with all my team members working really hard to win. Then the regular cleaning of my home, way too many guests, shopping and lighting up of my own house. I just imagehate the sound of crackers which are lit up on the roads. Think it’s high time someone really takes a good look at the amount of sound and  air pollution it creates and not to forget the crackers are made by these underprivileged children who are forced to work in these dangerous factories under those conditions as they cannot afford a mere meal for the day.

That was the only saddest part about this festival otherwise its one time of the year, where families are all together praying to goddess Laxmi to grant their house with all the health, wealth, prosperity, peace and riches. Unfortunately, I will still be at work that day, but will be celebrating it with my team.

So even to my friends and readers in the blogging world – I wish you all a “Happy Diwali and A Prosperous New Year” . May you and your family have all the prosperity and riches and may you be watched by Goddess Laxmi all through the year.

The Journey Back To Me!

October 17, 2008

imageI t’s 2:30 in the night and still haven’t thought what time I would switch off my computer and go off to sleep. I met some really old best friends tonight and its just this feeling of peace that has settled in after a really long time. It’s amazing what I am feeling. It’s calmness, no stress, just relaxed and completely at peace. My friends definitely play a role in this – its just amazing.

This is surely me, probably I am recognizing this feeling after a really long or its occurrence had stopped somewhere and now again suddenly its resurfaced. Doesn’t matter what it is – its a good feeling to being me again. I don’t want to look back or think back or analyze why I wasn’t feeling this all this while or where it had all stopped. I am so going to hit the bed and wake up really late – as yipee its the weekend.

Like Sanity Found – This was my Journey Back To Me! 🙂

Definitions Making A Difference.

October 15, 2008
  1. School: A place where Papa pays and Son plays.  

  2. Life Insurance: A contract that keeps you poor all your life so that you can die Rich. 

  3. Nurse: A person who wakes u up to give you sleeping pills. 

  4. Marriage: It’s an agreement in which a man loses his bachelor degree and a woman gains her masters. 
  5. Tears: The hydraulic force by which masculine willpower is defeated by feminine waterpower. 
  6. Lecture: An art of transferring information from the notes of the Lecturer to the notes of the students without passing through “the minds of either”.
  7. Conference: The confusion of one man multiplied by the number present. 
  8. Compromise: The art of dividing a cake in such a way that everybody believes he got the biggest piece. 
  9. Dictionary: A place where success comes before work. 
  10. Conference Room: A place where everybody talks, nobody listens and everybody disagrees later on. 
  11. Father: A banker provided by nature. 
  12. Criminal: A guy no different from the rest….except that he got caught. 
  13. Boss: Someone who is early when you are late and late when you are early. 
  14. Politician: One who shakes your hand before elections and your Confidence after. 
  15. Classic: Books, which people praise, but do not read. 
  16. Smile: A curve that can set a lot of things straight. 
  17. Office: A place where you can relax after your strenuous home life. 
  18. Yawn: The only time some married men ever get to open their mouth. 
  19. Etc.: A sign to make others believe that you know more than you actually do. 
  20. Committee: Individuals who can do nothing individually and sit to decide that nothing can be done together. 
  21. Experience: The name men give to their mistakes. 
  22. Atom Bomb: An invention to end all inventions.

Anything But Fiction…

October 12, 2008

Living in Manhattan was a dream come true for her. She lived her life to the fullest. Had friends, loved parties, had an exceptional social life. Her best friend was someone that she couldn’t do without. They were complete opposites to each other, but they lived in one soul. Their lives were as transparent as a colored glass. There was nothing that they didn’t know about the other. There was never a day that went by where they didn’t have their never ending conversations for hours. They started the day by talking to each other and ended the day by telling each other the entire day’s events – not forgetting that during the day they chatted online with each other from their respective work desks. Called each other the silliest of names and laughed. Teased & pampered each other, created new words out of now where and made the choicest of abusive fun words.image

Every minute, every second, every emotion, every feeling was shared. Friendship was a relationship that was stamped on them, but the feeling was that of a soul mate. Every relationship has this need to grow. The time you would spend with that person would push for it to grow and take it to the next level. They had outgrown from being acquaintances to just regular friends to being best friends and now were each other’s soul. It would be like if she got hurt, the other would feel it more.

If they were not together at a certain time and the other was feeling low – the soul would read it and would make her call. Inseparable is just another word to describe them. They had their share of arguments and the likes – it was bound to be as they were complete opposites. They had their differences of opinions, but it always got worked out when they spoke with each other, understanding the various options and implications that were put on the table to choose the best.

Yes, they were close friends. They were best friends. They advised each other on what was the best thing to do in the other’s life. They suggested ways to each other on how they could change and overcome certain challenges and weaknesses in their life. If a stranger would come along to influence either one of them to set her on a wrong track, the other would sense signals of something going wrong. Their conversations were about the latest music, movies, guys, and arguments about life in general. They were opposites but yet at times would go ahead and adapt what the other liked or wanted to do.

When time pushes the relationship to grow, and turns you from best friends to soul mates – its a process. It’s the need at that hour to allow your relationship to grow. It has to happen and it has to grow. One of them unfortunately stamped at the process of growth and said that she can’t take it to the next level and tried to stop the process that had already started. They were already in it Time had led you to being soul mates. Once you have reached that highest level in your relationship, turning back and trying to step down to being just friends or acquaintances can be painful.

It was heart breaking for both. One didn’t know why it was stopped and the other didn’t know what she was thinking. They both knew that they carried each other’s souls in them. They knew no one would understand them better than the other but they stopped communicating. They had stopped to think and read the other’s feelings and could only feel what they individually felt. Nature’s law was being snapped. The heart bled. The soul cried. Days passed into months. Distance started the war. Egos were the weapons.

imageA single moment didn’t pass where the reminiscence didn’t come through of the days and hours of communication. Every morning, the minute dawn struck through her window, she would first turn to check her cell phone with sleep still in her eyes expecting that call. Every missed call was wished to show her number. Every ping online was pictured her speaking out that special nickname they called each other with.

Thoughts crowded their mind. They realized they were self inflicting injuries and wounds on to themselves, but the distance to cover now was huge. They now stood across, facing each other on a broad road, waiting to reach out but didn’t know how. They both knew what they had to do – the egos were in place to keep them apart with the silliest of excuses. Best, they both knew it was excuses. With every tick on the clock made the road even broader and the distance to walk over even longer. They were getting out of sight from each other.

It was her need to know if her soul still cared. She needed to see it in her soul’s eyes. She needed to hear it very strongly and aggressively in her own ears to believe it. She needed to see it again in her actions as she felt she was pushed away with weapons when she tried to reach out. She wanted to know the feeling within her soul – how could she? Her soul had left her. She was no more.

Google Berry!

October 11, 2008

I am getting wiser with all the information I am getting over at blogs and the Internet. I was just sitting around over the weekend, catching up on all the emails and blogs that was pending for me to read – and I land at articles which talk about a certain miracle fruit that can play around with the taste buds on your tongue. Now, I am neither into drugs nor a junkie of any sorts, however I really like to keep myself updated with new and maybe at times weird stuff happening around in the world.

So today, I landed up on two most amazing and intriguing topics on our sphere:

Reading the article about the Miracle Fruit brought back some flashes of what people in India would refer to something like that. For them, it would be something that cures them of certain ailments. The recent news about miracle water coming out of Christ’s feet – a statue in a suburban location within the city had people flocking to that site. Some people carried empty bottles to carry the water back home. It’s amazing to see, how just the word “miracle” seems to make people believe. If we had the miracle fruit out here getting marketed as curing certain ailments – trust people to go ahead and bring the fruit home at any price without verifying any such facts. I also trust the same people believing in the fact to come out and then say that the fruit cured them – when it would be just a case of believing that they were going to get cured. If you believe that a tablet will cure you, sure it will as you finally believed in the fact that you were going to get cured even though it was just by putting the dependency over a tablet or a fruit.

  • Mail Goggles – Now this one made me just laugh away to pits. Its seems a certain feature in Gmail becomes automatically active in the night and makes you solve certain puzzles, to ensure that you are in the right frame of mind and thus avoids you typing down any such emails which you may just regret later on.

Brilliant! Don’t you think, this is one feature that we should also carry on our cell phones. Just imagine, going out clubbing, getting drunk in the night – being drunk makes you so highly emotional that you start missing your ex. Out comes your cell phone and you start typing out and just about when you are ready to send this Google software makes you solve maths puzzles till and till you realize that you will be making a big mistake by sending out that sms which will in the end lead you to now where and back to square one.

As some of you may know that my mind wanders to find out even more possible exceptions and options – I realized what if you just wanted to send a message full with abuses to your ex and out comes the Genie making you solve maths puzzles at that time of the night in that drunken state. Then what happens?

Whom would the message then go out to – Google?
Or your Cell Phone Company – for even allowing you to install this in your phone in the first place?
Or even best – the gutter – is where you would find your cell phone floating the next morning {considering in frustration – none of the answers you provided to Google puzzles were right?}

My World Space.

October 9, 2008

I have been a part of the blogging world, for quite some time now. If you can call, just 10 months quite sometime”. I have read a lot of blogs. Some, whom I can confidently call my set of blogging friends, while some I have landed on very randomly and made friends along the way. The topics I have read have ranged from love to professions and careers, some basic facts on life, friends and relationships and some very generic on day to day events to politics.

People with various views and perceptions have come together in this sphere to talk about and give their opinions on these various topics. They come together to give suggestions, to maybe change the others views and also have changed themselves along the way. Some have encouraged and motivated the other while some have been an integral part of the other’s life like a candle burning in darkness.

It’s been an interesting observation, that if people write about their personal lives and relationships those have been the most viewed blogs. I am sure the writer would be able to catch the same in their blogging statistics or through the number of comments. I would count myself in those as well – especially if I have interacted with you over blogs and common interest topics.

Maybe it’s just a very common human tendency to know about other people’s personal lives. Some of the sex blogs that I have landed on have had people write in the comments that if the author doesn’t update their blogs, their coffee feels sour {probably they didn’t realize that, in excitement they would have added concentrated lemon juice instead of milk}

However for me, I would like to know you better personally with or without blogs. It’s the people perspective. I love to know what others would think about a specific topic or a subject. I wouldn’t care if they are different than mine. It just gives a very interesting view into a person’s mind and thinking without being judgmental about them.

The bloggers that I know and the blogs I have landed on have at times, given me a perspective to change my views or have just made me sit upright and think. Some have made me just gape and awe at their bravery, strength and determination to face certain situations in their lives while others have made me feel humble and down to earth when they have thanked and given gratitude for the things and people they have in their lives.

I have to commend some of them to be able to write their lives out completely in black and white and share it with the entire blogging world, as I am struggling to do to the same. I can write about my personal life to a certain limit, but still need to break that shell to come out in comparison to the rest.

“The man who writes about himself and his own time is the only man who writes about all people and all time.” – George Bernard Shaw