
Dec 27, 2009
PRACTICABILITY Vs DETERMINATION

Dec 20, 2009
Angela's Ashes

Dec 13, 2009
Diversity

Dec 5, 2009
All in a Day's Work..
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Nov 14, 2009
SACH is the personality

Sometimes it happens that you were awed by personality of some people, that you just became clueless, and couldn't guess how a person can be like this. Let's be more direct and not bore you more with all this gentleman's talk; I am talking about one of the most influential person of India and the world, SACHIN TENDULKAR.
You all might be aware of the just finished India-Australia one day cricket series, which India has already lost; actually that is not the point and time to discuss , but the 5th one day match of the series, which made us saw some magnificent cricket from the most entertaining cricketers of the world ..(only on field...lol)
Let us first take a fast look at the Australian innings, in which she scored 350/4, with some crackling and mind blowing shots from Shane Watson and Shaun Marsh. When any team batting first made such a huge score, people lose all interest in the match, as it has always been inevitable that the 2nd team would easily surrender, and so I also left watching it.
I was as usual searching something or the other on net, and I came across Indian batting score card with 50/1 at the run rate of more than 6, and the most surprising thing of this series, Sachin ( as he was a low scorer in previous matches) was still not out, and was really playing very well. I switched on the T.V. with the fear that, Sachin will get out, within few seconds of me watching match, but it just happened reverse, and he using his feet hit 2 consecutive sixes to an Australian spinner, and instantly I know that today is something different as we rarely get to see Sachin hitting sixes with feet movement.
Shane Watson, next over and another rocketing six, and I was like hip hip hurrah. But as usual for an Indian team, she was once again after so many years on the verge to prove that India is a ONE MAN ARMY, but thanks to Suresh Raina who kept his cool in such tough conditions, and played some of his finest shots.
Actually, I am not writing all this to discuss match, but the way Sachin played in this match, was once in a lifetime event, and I was so happy that I have been able to see him play at the best of his best.
I think that it is not only about budding cricketers who can learn from him, but we all as human beings can learn something or the other from him. The way he played his innings inspired me to move on with self confidence, however tough the conditions may be. It was reflected in his cool temperament that he was only thinking about the present, neither is upset of the past, nor is feared of the future. We all must be like him, for it is only through this approach that we can achieve whatever we wish in our lives.
He set an example that age is not a barrier for anything, but one's passion, devotion and self-confidence are more important; and I think that the shots that he played in his blasting innings of 175, is impossible for any youngster to play in such tough conditions.
His passion, his devotion, his nature, his optimism, his selection of shots, his cool temperament, his smiling face that inspires not only other cricketers but each and every person of this world. We, therefore should not watch him playing cricket for fun, but also to learn something from him, for his each act, his each shot is a symbol of positivity.
Nov 9, 2009
I shall not hear the nightingale

Nov 7, 2009
If I were a baby again.
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Hello, how are you??
Where were you, don't you know that I miss you so much, and nobody tells me where did you go.
Do you know, today also Mamma forcefully injected milk into my mouth, and nobody came to save me, not even you? Grand Ma standing over Mamma watched all this with watery eyes, but didn't interrupt, I don't know why.
You know, I like cow very much, she looks so simple and caring; but I don't understand why doesn't she speaks like my Mamma, Papa, Grand Ma. Whenever she comes at our home, and bang the gate with her horns (my God, so painful), Mamma would leave her work and run outside to give her chapati, and would touch her head and then to her and mine chest. I feel so good and protected whenever Mamma touches me, hugs me, kiss me. She loves me very much, more than anybody, even Papa, and I also love her. Papa would always bring different toys for me; he plays with me and becomes overprotected when I hurt myself in some mischief. I love him.
You don't know how sad I become, whenever I didn't see you, and you sometimes go absent for many days. Do you know Grand Ma relates it to my health problems on looking at my sad face? Can't you just come daily for my Grand Ma and me? I become so happy whenever I see you.
Please come daily Chanda Mama (Moon Uncle)
Promise me, otherwise I would tell BABAAAA to bite you.
Good Night
Sweet Dreams.
If I were a baby again, I would like to have this conversation with my Chanda Mama. Actually, I didn't remember anything of my childhood, and I think so nobody can; I was a bit puzzled as what would I do if I ever become a baby again, I then decided to watch daily activities of my one and a half year old niece Mauli, my sweetie, and then I found that she shares a special relationship with her Chanda Mama; whenever she cries, we take her to Chanda Mama, and she would stop crying, and would just stare at the Moon. I don't know what she looks at, but she instantly becomes happy and smiling.
I don't remember any such thing of my childhood that relates to my Chanda Mama, so I thought to have an opportunity to talk to Chanda Mama, and experience this beautiful relationship of a Baby and a Moon
I dedicate this post to my beautiful niece Mauli.
May you always smile in your life,
May you have your Chanda Mama, forever in your life.
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Oct 24, 2009
A CUP OF TEA
Oct 20, 2009
P.S. I Love You

P.S. I love you is a book that will make you experience the unfathomable love of Holly and Gerry. You will cry with Holly, enjoy with Holly, live a life with Holly.
I was just waiting for the right book to start reviewing about them in the blog, and I was unable to hold my pen, when I completed this one authored by Cecelia Ahern.
Holly and Gerry are childhood sweethearts and are happily married, but sudden death of Gerry fused their lamp of love, leaving Holly to live alone in this world. She started believing that, there is no reason left for her to live, as it was only Gerry that completes her. But as they say true love is eternal, and does not end with death, and so was their love.
Gerry left 10 envelopes for Holly, signed with 'P.S.I Love You', and only to be opened at the end of each month. Holly actually started living just to open those envelopes at the end of the month, to once again talk with Gerry, but she didn't realize that with each envelope, with each month she is energizing her life, rejuvenating her life, which has left her alone in this not-so-caring-world.
The author has written the book so beautifully, that while reading you would just enter into Holly's life and would live her pains, her joy, her cries, and her happiness. This book also made me realize the importance of tea in ones life.
"Oh, the wonders of magical tea, the answer to all of life's little problems. You have a gossip and you make a cup of tea, you get fired from your job and you have a cup of tea, your husband tells you he has a brain tumor and you have a cup of tea"
Chris Feeney was the character that I liked the most in the book, for he was just like one of us, and also a movie based on this book directed by Richard LaGravenese, starring Hillary Swank and Gerard Butler was a big hit.
The book is undisputedly an International Bestseller; a perfect mélange of all emotions, a ride to experience love and happiness in a way that would force you to be happy in your own life.
Oct 14, 2009
Life...
Life... This has always puzzled me more, whenever I tried to understand it. When I think that I am into some sort of epiphany, or some kind of realization, then suddenly something unique would happen, and it would leave me like a lost child.
I have been reading quite a few philosophical books and articles these days, or I should say books with certain message, and I was happy to be able to relate them to my real life. There is one thing common in all the articles and books I read, is that all the living beings are connected through some force called Universe, and one should always be happy and smile whatever the case may be. But, again something unusual happened in my life, or in life around me, that sometimes made me think that the above condition is a paradox in itself. My mom being a very religious person has been to Mathura, for some religious ceremony. It has been decided that me, my grand maa, my brother and my sister in law would join her after some days, and will return back. But, me not interested in attending religious ceremonies, refused to accompany them, and preferred staying at home with dad. Everything was going good, up till two days before the day of their journey to Mathura, when sudden and unexpected death news of my sister in law's aunt arrived, and which prevented her from going. So, finally my brother and grand maa left. The day when they were about to return, floods took a massive shape in Karnataka, and all the trains of that route were cancelled from Mathura. My brother, mother and grand maa got stuck in Mathura railway station, not knowing what to do, and also it was Sharad Poornima that night, which attracted thousands of visitors to Mathura, and with all the luggage they have, they could not catch another train without reservation. On hearing the train cancellation news at home, we also got tensed, that how they will manage with so many luggages, as it was impossible for them to get reservation. But after some time, they found a way out, and hired a taxi. When this was all over, this incident gave me and my father good laughs, and we spent good time laughing on them and teasing them on phone. They all returned home safely, and we all together shared some laughing moments at their condition on railway station, with thousands of people around them, and they were standing there like a fool carrying luggage, with nowhere to go. Next morning, I came to know that floods in Karnataka had taken lives on 150 innocent people. At first I was normal, as the natural calamities have now days become a common thing, but when I related with the happenings of my life, I ended up puzzled. All the incidents proved, we all are connected through some force, as the floods in Karnataka, cancelled the train, which gave my family some laughing moments; but on the other hand there were lives of 150 innocent people, who have somehow became the reason for the happy moments of my family. But, should I be happy or sad for the floods?? This has raised a new question in my mind; this is one incident which I correlated, I don't know how many more similar incidents were responsible for my good times.