Have The Courage :)

A blog after a long time:

I was reading an article "100 Things To Do Before You Die". On the list were things like climb Mt. Everest, parachute from plane, hand feed a shark, go on an African safari, etc. I skimmed the other things that they have suggested should be on everyone's list. I had no desire to do even one of them.

So then I thought, is there anything I'd like to do before I die that I haven't done yet? Hypothetically, if someone is living fully, they're doing what matters(or is important) to them whenever and however they can. There is something pathetic and desperate about having to make lists of things to do before you die so you can be sure by doing them, you will have really "lived". The Japanese say: "live everyday as if your hair was on fire" and within realistic bounds, that sounds just about right. Most of the time we know almost as soon as the situation arises whether we will later regret not doing it. We also know that most of the time that despite of many fearful, well behaved inner voices telling us not to do something, we should ignore those voices and just go ahead and do it. Because when we do and it works, it makes us bigger and life richer. If it fails, we hurt for a while but then generally heal and move on. You don't need to climb Mt. Everest to have led a fulfilled life. You only have to have the courage, and usually it is only the small courage, to say yes. Say yes and do something when your first, second and third instincts may be to say no because it frightens you. 

Stay Awesome!! \m/

Book Review: The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari

Long back, I read a book "The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari" by Robin Sharma. I thought of writing this review because the book says "you should share good things with others"(may be this is one of the effect of the book). So here it goes..
The monk who sold his Ferrari is the story of a lawyer Julian who believes in materialism and does not give thought to anything apart from his law practice. One day Julian collapses with heart attack. He recognizes his omen as Awakening Call. Now he wants to live more joyful and spiritual life and thus he start his journey to the mystical land of India. After going through various places, he finally reaches to mountains of Himalaya and there he finds Sages of Sivana, who knew all secrets of how to live a joyful life full of simplicity, serenity and harmony. One of the sages, Yogi Raman treats him as a student on a promise that after learning all the methods, he will go to the west and pass on the message to others.
John, who is a friend of Julian and a co-worker, narrates the story. Now, Julian has returned from India and one can notice tremendous change in his personality and wisdom. He appears in front of John to pass on the wisdom and techniques he learned during his odyssey to India.
The rest of the book revolves around seven methods to live a better, joyful and spiritual life. These seven sermons are based on different techniques. The book also talks about "ultimate purpose of life".
John being a good learner asks questions quite frequently, which clears the doubts of readers and makes the book self-explanatory.
I felt great about reading the rich ancient Indian culture. Being an Indian I am sure you must have heard about most of the techniques and practiced some of them. But in the recent time we are getting more inclined towards western culture and forgetting the ancient Indian culture. In one of the chapter's book also says "Books do not teach you anything new, they simply help you see what is already within yourself".
So I would suggest you to read this book if you are seeking a personal change in your life, if you are looking for tools and tips which can make your life more joyful and delightful.
You never know this book may act as an "Awakening Call" for you!

Not everyone likes me, but does everyone matter?!

We are born a human for a purpose. I don't know how many would want to agree, but thats what I think. We meet people, make friends, live together.. But the question is, does everyone matter?

Everyday is a new day. Sometimes we come across those people we meet, sometimes the first meet turns out to be the last. Few of them keep in touch through phone calls, text messages, facebook, whatsapp, BBM and so on. But do we really care for all those people. Do they care about us. Or is it just faking love for the heck of it?

I'm always in a confusion! Whom do I consider my real friends? I have all types of characters as my friends.

There are some who've always been by me even during my worst times, who go to any extent to help me and get me out of the mess I've created in my life. They warn me about what to expect when they realize I'm upto something that doesn't suit me. But it's me who never want to agree. But they don't really care. Silently wait by me like my guardian angels, to hold me when I'm falling- when I'm breaking into pieces. When I'm falling apart. And what do they get in return. Absolutely Nothing!

Then there is another category of people in my life who has always been very supportive. Who believe in me and my goodness. Who try to show me all the things I don't know about myself. Why they do that, I have no idea. But still, I appreciate every little thing they do for me.

Then there are people who remember me only when they need me. They forget being indifferent and turn sweet overnight. And ones the work gets done, they bid a silent goodbye. If not a word of appreciation, atleast have the courtesy to inform that you are leaving and you'll be back when you need me again. Not that I'm grumbling or complaining, but yeah, wouldn't it be nice to knock the door before entering and lock before you leave?

Next comes the category of people who are almost non-existent. Never keep in touch. Forget to inform about their where abouts, but when they meet, they cover up for all the non-existent memories. This is a set of people I appreciate. No feelings, No expectations. Just have a good time when you meet.

Then there is another set of people who always try to pull me down. Well, under this again there are two types of people. One who show that they have a problem with you. But another stay silent to watch the fun. Not that I really care, but sometimes bidding goodbye to such people feels so much better.

And finally I have the most dangerous category of people in my life. I'm sure everyone has couple of them. But in my case I'm gifted abundantly with such people. Those who appreciate me with sugar-coated words, warm hugs and so on, and try to pull me down when I'm not around. Sometimes having these kind of people helps you grow and become an even better person. But sometimes they are able to destroy you completely. They are like enemies disguised as friends. Fake people do exist everywhere. The person who is sweetest to you can be the reason of your downfall. Just a thought!

And out of all these, whom do we find important. I've made my own set of mistakes and learnt from them. Thats what matters- not repeating the mistakes. Being aware about the fake people and maintaining distance beforehand.

Not everyone likes me. Every person is unique. I have my own behavior, style, attitude, perspective and above all, imperfections which might not approve of. Why? Because you think you are perfect.

Ending it with a quote from the book, Breaking Dawn(The Twilight Saga) by Stephenie Meyer: "You could run from someone you feared, you could try to fight someone you hated. When you love the ones who was killing you, it left you no options. How could you run? How could you fight, when doing so would hurt that beloved one? If your life was all you had to give your beloved, how could you not give it? If it was someone you truly loved?"

Further

KEEP GOING --

The path is treacherous but I expected it to be..

I never expect a bed of roses, for they are momentary, they wither and they are lost..

The stones, the thorns are not transitory, they are always there making you fall every now and then, paining, making your feet bleed... teaching you, making you stronger, tougher... They keep you alert.. keep your head running.. Thats what makes a person... thats what makes a "CHARACTER"...

Ahead is a blood feast,

"

O God! Turn me beast..

  For the war is very near,

                            And my eyes can't carry fear..                   

                                                                                                "

A man who can be brutal on himself can turn his fortunes on his head...
The man who can drive himself further.. when the effort gets painful is the man who will win...!

Is There Anyone To make you " Happy "?

What I am searching for today is an answer to a question that has been troubling me for quite sometime now.

There are some people around you to make you a responsible person, to teach you how to perform your duties, how to be a perfect human being. To make sure you don't indulge into wrong habits, don't drink, don't smoke,party too late, and stay with wrong people. Go to school, college, office- Study hard, work hard, use your income/pocket money wisely- take care of making savings.

We have everyone here to make our lives living hell, an example of others to follow. I wonder why is there everyone to make it monotonically ideal. Is it that bad to be different? Is it that bad to have fun, to drink, to smoke, to have late night parties, to flirt, to be naughty, and to screw the rules? "YES it is criminal" answer the wise men.

I submit!

There are parents, teachers, lectures, wives and husbands to make to you stick to the rules. But is there just anyone for you to make sure that you enjoy your life? Is there anyone,for whom your smile is of prime importance and not the bloody idealism? I don't see any. I wish I could name one such person!

I wish we had schools, colleges, where we could be admitted, pay a hefty fee, and guarantee that the kid enjoys himself. I wonder if there's a place where your happiness, the glitter on your face, the cheer in your heart is valued more than your marks and your eventual pay scale. I want a place without any competition, without anything that differentiates between winners and losers, where everyone is not just happy but rocking.

ONE CRAZY PERSON THAT MAKES YOU CRAZY, AND MAKES YOU FORGET EVERYTHING, THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN GOOD AND BAD, RIGHT AND WRONG, DO'S AND DON'TS... ONE PERSON CAN KEEP YOU ALIVE. IF YOU HAVE ONE..VALUE HIM.. YOU ARE REALLY LUCKY!!

Don’t Hurt me ♥ | Love Unloved, Care Uncared, Heart Cries Out, Poem

We never care for what we have, we take it for granted.

We ignore who is with us, and join the mad race to get a glimpse of who can never be ours.

This way we not only ruin our life but also of those who need us dearly.

If you think you are on the same track, make sure you don't go too far away. 

Take a little time, please turn back.

Don’t Hurt me ♥

Today that I am so near,

You don’t even care..

You look

You overlook..

As if I don’t mean a thing,

You never notice the smile I bring..

You’ll miss me when i’ll be away,

Cry as loud as you may..

But your screech won’t reach,

No matter how deliriously you beseech..

Don’t search my face in the clouds and the sky,

Don’t look for my scent in the breeze that passes by..

Don’t look for my essence in the sea waves,

Don’t look for touch in the sun rays..

Its all vain, so just don’t lament,

Just peep into heart for a moment..

Don’t move, don’t blink,
Just give yourself a moment to think..

Though not bond

We were never apart,

Though not the only one,

But I was always in your heart..

I am the one, who loves your eyes, steals your every tear,

In this nefarious world, The one who deprives you of fear..

One who gifts you roses, and only got thorns to bear,

One who is alive just for you O dear..

Don’t overlook when you look,

Don’t overhear when you hear..

I was always yours, i’ll always be,

Spare a thought before you hurt me..

Indian Lifestyle : Not Indian Anymore

India, a country which is known for beautiful natural diversity, rich heritage, and culture. India taught the meaning of civilization to the universe. We live in a country where Ram leaves his throne and accepts 14 year exile to respect the words of his father.It happens only in India.But India has come a long way, we've have developed in terms technology, infrastructure, and economy, but India is losing what it is synonymous with- its culture.We are developing at real pace, a kid who once went to school in 'khaki' pant and blue shirt on his bicycle, today goes to his school in his new Beetel, listens to music on his apple ipod, and is online 24x7 on his 3rd generation cell phone even in classroom.
Most of us are connected with people we never met, living all over India and even abroad on facebook,orkut etc but don't know our neighbours. Amazing! Isn't it?We no more socialise with family,relatives, and neighbours as much we did a few decades back. The bonds that make a society are slowly dissolving. Kids, once simple and sweet are now smart and sophisticated. A guy talking to his father without Reason or Demand is a rare sight. We are now a part of a modern society that was designed in west. We are losing our mother tongues like Punjabi, Sindhi, Gujrati to a language that doesn't have a word for 'charansparsh'. We see Sherwani, Salwar suit and sarees only at wedding parties.Low waist jeans are in trend.
A 12year old child asks his busy dad,"dad! How much money you earn each hour"His unamused dad answers Rs.5000.Next day his son asks for Rs.3000 adamantly, his dad disgusted by him slaps him hard. His son goes crying to his room. After sometime, father went to his son's room and fetched him Rs.3000. His son wipes his tears draws Rs.2000 from the drawer and puts Rs.5000 in his father's palm and says innocently "Dad! I wish for an hour to dine with you".

 In this mad race of competition the slow, simple Indian life is diminishing, that circle of values and unity in diversity is fading somewhere and we're living a lifestyle which doesn't belong to us.