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Saturday, 5 December 2015

Simple happy LIFE

Person who is HAPPY is not because Everything is RIGHT in his Life..
He is HAPPY because his Attitude towards Everything in his Life is Right..!!

More than the problem, it's my reaction to the problem that creates chaos in my life.

A beautiful speech by Sundar Pichai - an IIT-MIT Alumnus :
The cockroach theory for self development

At a restaurant, a cockroach suddenly flew from somewhere and sat on a lady.

She started screaming out of fear.

With a panic stricken face and trembling voice, she started jumping, with both her hands desperately trying to get rid of the cockroach.

Her reaction was contagious, as everyone in her group also got panicky.

The lady finally managed to push the cockroach away but ...it landed on another lady in the group.

Now, it was the turn of the other lady in the group to continue the drama.

The waiter rushed forward to their rescue.

In the relay of throwing, the cockroach next fell upon the waiter.

The waiter stood firm, composed himself and observed the behavior of the cockroach on his shirt.

When he was confident enough, he grabbed it with his fingers and threw it out of the restaurant.

Sipping my coffee and watching the amusement, the antenna of my mind picked up a few thoughts and started wondering, was the cockroach responsible for their histrionic behavior?

If so, then why was the waiter not disturbed?

He handled it near to perfection, without any chaos.

It is not the cockroach, but the inability of those people to handle the disturbance caused by the cockroach, that disturbed the ladies.

I realized that, it is not the shouting of my father or my boss or my wife that disturbs me, but it's my inability to handle the disturbances caused by their shouting that disturbs me.

It's not the traffic jams on the road that disturbs me, but my inability to handle the disturbance caused by the traffic jam that disturbs me.

Lessons learnt from the story:

I understood, I should not react in life.
I should always respond.

The women reacted, whereas the waiter responded.

Reactions are always instinctive whereas responses are always well thought of.

A beautiful way to understand............LIFE.

Tuesday, 1 December 2015

Stay Happy

Best way to be happy with someone is to learn to be happy alone. That the way  company will be matter of choice and not necessity.
- Anonymous

Saturday, 14 November 2015

Today is something different

         "Today is something different"

I woke up in morning at same routine time at 7:30am but I felt something different. I don't know what but there was something different.

No sunlight,   breeze touching my hairs,  felt a little more cool compared to other days, Questioning myself I looked towards AC but it was off. Question remained unanswered,  but there was something different happening with me today.

Got ready for office and reached bus stop,looking around for bus, there was no crowd around me, where usually people use stand in queue for their turn, don't know why. feeling strange why am I feeling  different I continued for my office.

I knew there would something different in office as well and there it is,  I was amongst  early coming employees for today from amongst late coming employees.

Continued my work, was going for lunch and one of my colleague with whom I had never gone for lunch before asked me for lunch today,  I anyways go for lunch alone thought, it would be good having lunch with  a company. Had lunch at different place.

Came back after lunch,  continued with my work and don't know when time flew off and  when I realised it was almost 7:30pm,  being Friday almost all had vacated the office. I was thinking what the hell was going on, why am I feeling so different today.

Went back home, had dinner, took a walk around my condo,  came back and went for sleep thinking why was this day different. Why some days are always like this.

Thinking and thinking I finally felt I have answer for this and a sound is helping me in the background. This answer was just behind that sound. Coming more closer. This sound was becoming louder and louder and had started irritating me. Irritation converting into frustration, And suddenly my eyes opened.

An alarm clock was just beeping beside my pillow. Yes it was a nightmare, took a deep breathe, was so curious to know the answer I tried sleeping again in the same position so that I can continue my dream but that answer was no where near me. Almost near to the answer but that question still remained unanswered "Why was today something different"


Sunday, 8 November 2015

River Walk

Walking by the road I reached " River walk"  where people usually take a walk, where there is a river flowing beside and people enjoy nature. No noise, no pollution, only soothing sound of leaves, birds, and breeze kissing one's face. Enjoying nature I kept walking. Young couples jogging on the track,  elder people having a quite walk, a blissful couple walking holding a baby, full family playing in the park with their children's, some taking a walk with their dogs, some with their children and some walking alone. Suddenly my phone made a beep sound.


 I received an image of a beautiful baby from my friend, With whom we use to roam around crazily. Being a only girl in the group she was not treated as a girl. We use to play, we use to fight, we use to sing,  dance, we use to go for trips, we use to pull each others legs and what not. It was full on " matargashti ".

A smile came on my face reviving those memories. She use to share each and every thing with us,  about her family, friends, everyone . We were always at precedence for her,  even if she had plan with her room mates, she use to cancel her plans for us. We use to eat and roam around late night and talk crazily on any shit. We use to work together in office, go for lunch together  and play together. It was a world where we made our own world.

Suddenly we got a news that she is getting  married. We were very happy but we're also in a state of ambivalence full of mixed emotions. We were not invited in the marriage being  her male friends and her family being very conserved. There after we met twice or thrice after marriage. And now just received an image of her baby who was just born.

Tears rolling down my eyes, Realised  almost 5 years passed out. Like a neck of woods, a smallest part of one of our friend was born,  but we couldn't meet.  We all had different  priorities now.  We all are so away from each other now.

Time change,  Place change,  People change, Priorities change but memories stay.

Wiping my tears, overcoming acute nostalgia for those days, I took a cab and reached home with all those memories revived. Living again with I, Me and Myself.

Saturday, 31 January 2015

Journey

Life is like a Novel. Starts with a Preface i.e. parents and a journey where you are in the present but always curious about the future . You meet new characters who come and go .Some makes you laugh, Some makes you cry , Some make you happy and some sad , Some stay with you forever and some leave you.
But Always Remember
When people walk away from u.....let them go....!Your destiny has never tied you together. Anyone who leaves you....doesn't mean that they are bad. It means that their role in the story of your life is over...
When people walk away from u.....let them go....
As long as we are persistence in our pursuit of our deepest destiny, we will continue to grow. We cannot choose the day or time when we will fully bloom. It happens in its own time.
- Denise Waitley

2 Friends

One of my friend just set a status on whatsapp “When I say I wont tell anyone,it doesn’t include my best friend”.
And one more friend’s status “We all need someone to understand us”.

One of the most beautiful qualities of friendship is to understand and to be understood.
Initially you expect a lot and slowly you realize his/her characteristics and you yourself manage with him/her for who he/she is ……and that is friendship.
You don’t know when it starts and will ever end.
You can talk any crap about anything and about anyone.
You don’t get to know about the time when you are together.


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You fight with them and in next second you don’t like someone else trying to become more close.
You don’t like when he/she gets hunted of politics which he/she cannot handle.
You can always talk about yourself whole time even though he/she is not interested and you have to suffer the same some other day.
You expect gift from them even after you have not given any.
You like when they can’t listen words against you.
You like when they appreciates you. You like when they applause for you.
You like when they encore for you.

In other words I can say “ A language of friendship is not words but meanings.”

Very Less Words But Still Felt Like Sharing
8th Jan 2015

The Feel

The Feel
The feel of going to your own city is something different.
The feel of going to city where you were born and brought up.
The feel of booking tickets for your hometown your city.
The feel of working in front of your computer and thinking about your leaving for your hometown.
The feel of thinking about meeting your friends after such a long time who will be waiting for you when you reach .
The feel of giving list of food items to your mom asking her to be prepared with these dishes.
The feel of your making list of some food joints to go where you use to hangout most of the time with your friends.
The feel of you talking in the language and tone in which your people of city speaks.
The feel of packing your bags for your journey to your city.
The feel of thinking about the places where you will roam around with your friends while you are traveling to your city.
The feel of waiting for your station when train is just two or three stations back.
The feel of entering your city with you waiting at the exit door and breeze touching your face.

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The feel of the seeing the view and smell at the station which you have gone through a lot before.
The feel of siting in auto and talking with autowala about the city updates.
The feel of ringing bell of your door knowing your mom dad would be waiting inside.
The feel of seeing your mom dad’s wet eyes on seeing you after a such a long time.
The feel of a tight hug to your mom and dad after such a long time.

I don’t know but I am not able to describe these feelings. It just enriches me with happiness.It refreshes my mind. I feel Today I chose life.

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“Today I choose life. Every morning when I wake up I can choose joy, happiness, negativity, pain... To feel the freedom that comes from being able to continue to make mistakes and choices - today I choose to feel life, not to deny my humanity but embrace it.”
–kevyn Aucoin