Have you ever felt two voices fighting within you? Have you ever been in a dilemma inside you? Have you ever been in a condition when your heart and mind fail to answer you?I have been in such conditions lately, and so much puzzled, that I kept thinking about those things for day and night. My practicability is challenging my determination. To be very true, I don't know what I am writing, but to throw some more light on what I am trying to say is one has to be practical to live a happy and feasible life; and also determination is the most important ingredient to achieve success in life. But what happens, when these two crosses one others way, and you are forced to select one of them. Which one do you select, and why? What is more important of the two, practicability without which one would not be able to survive in this fast moving world, or determination without which even an easiest task can not be completed. I think that I am looking confused, but thats what I am, confused, puzzled, nonplussed. I believe that these situations might have come earlier in my life, and I have chosen one of the two and moved on, but then should I continue doing this, isn't their a way out????? One would say to it, that it could be decided on conditions, but whether that would be called a right decision or an adjustment with life. I have been thinking about this from quite a long time, but I didn't reach any conclusion, and so I don't have much to write on this one. I hope that I have not puzzled you, or have not wasted your time, but if you can get me, your suggestions are welcome.
Dec 27, 2009
Dec 20, 2009
Book Review: Angela's Ashes Authored by- Frank McCourt
Angela's Ashes, a Pulitzer prize winner, is a book about Frank McCourt's childhood in Limerick. It is about the hardships that he himself, his mother and his siblings had faced there, and how there American accent had affected their lives in Ireland. He started the story of his life, with his father and mother getting married in America,and then how they were forced to move to Limerick, where he, Frank had spent his childhood. He had aptly described the problems that his mother Angela and he had faced because of his father, a drunk, and how they had led their lives in those trouble times. The book is good, but the most surprising thing to me in it was the mention of India, or rather using India as a benchmark for comparing any lowly thing. Let us look at the following lines, where a character is talking about fleas - "I have to be careful standing here for if one of them gets on my clothes I might as well invite his (fleas) whole family home. They multiply faster than Hindus" But, I may only say that author must have also considered the multiplication rate of his family, for he himself has 6 brothers; and this in fact is not the only case but , there were five or six similar instances where comparison is made to India or Indian people I am a bit choosy about reading books, and to be very frank I chose this book only because of the following comment- "Ever once in a while, a lucky reader comes across a book, that makes an indelible impression, a book you immediately want to share with everyone, around you.....Frank McCourt's life, and his searing telling of it, reveals all we need to know about being human" But, frankly speaking, I didn't feel anything like that, the reason for that may be his style of writing, the language is weird, not actually weird but one must also say great, as author has tried to do justice with the Irish accent of English. Moreover, a little part of the book was all about church, communion..., and that had really bored me. On the whole I would say that, if you have patience you can read this book, or else don't pick this up.MY BOARD-6.5 Grands My Board is a rating, out of 10 Grands,given solely by me- 1to 3 Grand- don't even think of touching the book. 4 to 5 Grand- Boring, and unnecessarily stretched book 6 to 7 Grand- If you have patience, you can read the book 7 to 8 Grand- You will like the book 8 to 9 Grand- You will love it. 9 to 10 Grand- You will love reading it's every single line, para, page.
Dec 13, 2009
Well, diversity amongst many of is boringly known as different caste, different religion, different cultures, different people, different language, different food, and the list goes on...and that too especially in India, the most diversified nation in the world; but the point is we do not think more than this about diversity. In my opinion, diversity has much greater meaning and importance in our lives, and it is also evident in all our cultural textbooks, that keep shouting and prouding about India being the most diversified nation. Diversity brings naturality, or heterogenity in the place, and that is very important, as this environment, this nature is in itself a much bigger heterogenous system; and that existence of diversity in our lives help us to be in resonance with the nature. I feel that the following two 'Potato Stories', would help you understand the importance of diversity in a new light- Ist story- Some hundred years back in Peru, farmers started habituating near a lake; and for their livlihood they started growing potatoes; potatoes in very large numbers, but they grew potatoes only of the same kind. At the initial years, they were very happy with large production of potatoes, but then as time passes by, the soil slowly started becoming devoid of minerals and nutrients needed for the proper growth of potato. Moreover, they also grew the same potato round the year, irrespective of the favoarable climatic conditions for potato. With time, that soil became completely infertile, and so much so that it resulted the greatest famine of the nearby area. The other story goes like this- In USA, in a region like that in Peru, people started growing potatoes, but the difference was, they grown hundereds of varieties of potatoes, and that every time maintained the fertility of soil for one kind of potato or the other, so soil never become depleted of the minerals, and there never came a famine, and the land was able to grow much nutritional food for the proper nourishment of the people. What happened, is that the most unfavorable climatic condition for one type of potato is actually the most favorable climatic conditions for other type of potato, so in this way that land had always produced potato of different varieties and of the best quality. The above two stories are in itself capable of indicating the importance of diversity, not only for one community or region, but for everything that exists on this planet and universe; as this planet is in itself a part of a much much bigger diversified universe. In similar manner, diversity should be there in each and every part of our life,whether it be in our friend circle, in our organization, in our cuisines, in our passions, hobbies, in our living style, in our language, in our accoutrements, in our family, in our blog, for it may knowingly and unknowingly help in achieving the happiness and goals of our life.
Dec 5, 2009
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I wake up early in the morning with glistening, comforting and brightening sun, and also a new hope wakes up with me. Morning rays bring kudukku hen,chirping birds, fresh newspaper and in altogether a new energy and enthusiasm in me to do work, to live another life.
I get up from my bed yawning, and mind racing to make plans for the day, to reach office on time. The sun moves up slowly in the sky, the intensity of rays keeps on increasing with increasing challenges of the day. The targets to be achieved within time limits are set,and not only to be achieved but also with efficiency and optimum results, and even sometimes I get myself loaded with extra work.
There are the most toughest times of the day, like the sun at noon, when my brain burns like anything, and sometimes I even falter in my task, but then slowly and steadily as the sun moves towards west, I took control of the things.
That instantaneous moment of happiness of completing the onhand job, brings some light moments and jokes of the day.
At the end of the day, when the sun sets, having achieved the targets and goals of the day, is just like the comforting, unique and beautiful rays of setting sun.
I return to my home, with inner satisfaction under the sparkling and shining stars, and I finallly rest my body to live another life, another day.
Actually, I feel that each day is a new life, in a way that we all have certain goals in life, and to achieve them we work hard, for happiness, for inner satisfaction, similarly each day has its own challenges and goals, and I does all, I live my each life in a day.
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