Friday, October 30, 2009

overheard conversation

I overheard this conversation of travellers sitting next to me. It was in hindi but I have translated that at few places. This couple seemed to be from very poor background.

8:15 PM @ Mahim railway station, Mumbai

Man – When did you come?

Woman – Just now :)

Man – Woh dekha! on that train that actor in blue shirt..Ajay Devgan..woh movie ka add hai na train pe

Woman – Haan.. usaka kya?

Man - I saw him today afternoon, doing one film shooting. Many media people were there and five body guards were with him when he got out of the car. Sidha sada insaan hai!! Apane jaisa … even his complexion is like us!! Not fair. But he is very nice soon as he got down from the car, he waved at the public and smiled ...waited and greeted few people and went to the location. All photographers were clicking snaps.. shayad mera bhi photo aayega news paper me.

Woman – acha hai ..woh bhi apne jaisa hai matlab!

That woman was smiling happily looking at her husband.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Happiness ...

"I realized that time and circumstances have favored me. I have been cosseted in the world’s affection, loved and hated. Yes, the world has given me its best and little of its worst. Whatever were my ill vicissitudes, I believe that fortune and ill – fortune drift upon one haphazardly as clouds. Knowing this I am never too shocked at the bad things that happen and am agreeably surprised at that good. I have no design for living, no philosophy – whether sage or fool, we must all struggle with life. I vacillate with inconsistencies; at times small things will annoy me and catastrophes will leave me in – different.

Schopenhauer said happiness is a negative state – but I disagree. For last twenty years I have known what happiness means. I have the good fortune to be married to a wonderful wife. I wish I could write more about this, but it involves love and perfect love is most beautiful of all frustrations because it is more than one can express. As I live with Oona, the depth and beauty of her character are a continual revelation to me. Even as she walks ahead of me along the narrow sidewalks of Vevey with simple dignity, her neat little figure straight, her dark hair smoothed back showing a few silver threads, a sudden wave of love and admiration comes over me for all that she is – and a lump comes into my throat. "

My Autobiography, Charles Chaplin

Monday, September 28, 2009


As I grow older I am becoming more preoccupied with faith. We live by it more than we think and achieve by it more than we realize. I believe that faith is a precursor of all our ideas. Without faith, there never could have evolved hypothesis, theory, science or mathematics. I believe that faith is an extension of the mind. It is the key that negates the impossible. To deny faith is to refute oneself and the spirit that generates all our creative forces. My faith is in unknown, in all that we do not understand by reason; I believe that what is beyond our comprehension is a simple fact in other dimensions, and that in the realm of the unknown there is an infinite power for good.

My autobiography, Charles Chaplin

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

How does one get ideas?

Interviews have asked me how I get ideas for pictures and to this day I am not able to answer satisfactorily. Over the years I have discovered that ideas come through an intense desire for them; continually desiring, the mind becomes a watch-tower on the look-out for incidents that may excite the imagination - music, a sunset, may give image to an idea.

I would say, pick a subject that will stimulate you, elaborate it and involve it, then, if you can’t develop it further, discard it and pick another. Elimination from accumulation is the process of finding what you want.

How does one get ideas? By sheer perseverance to the point madness. One must have a capacity to suffer anguish and sustain enthusiasm over a long period of time. Perhaps its easier for some people than others, but I doubt about it.

My Autobiography, Chalie Chaplin

Friday, August 14, 2009

Do you belive in Miracles?

Miracle - Inspiring movie I watched yesterday morning on star movies. May be ‘Chak de India’ is inspired by this movie. Its a true story of Herb Brooks ( played by actor Kurt Rusell ) player turned coach of US Ice hoceky team who brings gold medal at the Olympics, Lake Placid in winter 1980. Soviet Union's powerful team is the winner for last 15 years and famous since they play as if they attack the opposing team. So somebody has to find out new strategies and courage to fight in this game not by defending themselves but by attacking them back. Main strength of the Soviet Union team is they skate with the fastest speed on ice. If you want to win you have to move fast, act smart and speed is the only thing you have to keep in mind.

Coach Herb Brooks was cut from 1960 US Olympic team and since then has only dream of making a well conditioned team for US ice hockey. Herb gets appointed as a coach for the national ice hocky team in 1979. He comes, chose a team of 27 different players who were college students and has old rivalry in mind and has different dreams for being selected in the team like being very popular amongst girls, being national champion, sign huge contracts etc. These various dreams, egos never allow them to work in a team. Coach Kurt Russel has acted so brilliantly to bring them together by giving few instructions and no explanation for his any immediate actions. Team has to follow what he says and at the end of 6 months he has to choose only 20 players. Team is getting trained under a doctor, and two coaches. But Herb is the only decision maker who explains briefly about how the game should be played, smart moves and rules. Half of the players laugh at him but nobody has courage to say anything against him.

Rest of the committee members questioned Herb from the day one, why has he chose such a team keeping best players out of the team and without asking any other committee member. But he says: ‘I’m the coach and I have made the best team possible for country to win the game. I don’t want national champions in the team. I have seen all recordings of every move of a player selected and based on them I have chose them. He behaves totally contradictory than the kind of person he is, just to train the college kids to emerge as US Olympic team. I was flattered by his every move to chase each player so much that he comes out of his comfort zone and becomes mad about winning the Olympic by playing his heart out in the game without worrying how many injuries he has got. I think, someone has said if you want a person to do a required thing you have to attack on his values/ emotions or tell them exactly opposite so you get the desired result!

All matches they play are breathtaking and speed and counting seconds is the only thing you understand. All Herb’s reasoning while eliminating each candidate to make the final team explains one has to do few things without compromising and keeping personal priorities aside if you have larger goal in front your eyes and have responsibility of representing entire nation in the Olympics. Few heated arguments are shown with his wife where she complains about being so involved in "teaching such a simple game"…but eventually she says : I KNOW NOW, HOCKY IS MORE THAN A GAME!

Before the final match he gives very brief speech to his team: “ GREAT MOMENTS BORN FROM GREAT OPPORTUNITES AND HERE YOU ARE IN THE OLYMPICS PLAYING WITH WINNING TEAM OF THE WORLD. YOU HAVE EARNED THIS MOMENT AND NOW PLAY FOR YOUR LIFE. I am tired of hearing their name for so many years. Play your game and show them they cannot win any longer. Things has to change. All the best!”

In semi final round US team doesn't allow to make Soviet Union team to make a single goal in last 10 minutes. When finally they win Herb says: All these chances are required in life to make you BELIVE in things. As per director Gavin O'Connor in the acknowledgement: Herb Brooks died after winning the game. He never was there to see this movie dedicated to him but he has lived the game already!

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Interesting bus journey!

Bangalore buses are divided partially half into seats allocated for ladies and gents. Front entrance is for getting up and down for ladies and exit is for getting up and down for gents. No one sits on ladies seats in the bus, other women make sure that you get up from ladies seat. Buses are too crowded and mostly with women bus conductors. So I am standing in the bus and saw an old man sitting on a ladies seat and I knew what is going to happen with him after some time. Bus stopped on next stop and more women entered into the bus and forced that old man to get up. I could not resist and said why are you behind him ? let him seat he is old. You can stand on your feet. Later woman sitting next to old man got down in the next stop and nobody was ready to sit next to him so I sat and started reading a book. Old man started to make conversation with me, his was voice was loud. I thought one of the problems of old age.

Old man ( OM ) : What are you doing in Bangalore, you don’t look from here right?
ME : Yes and I'm working here with design firm and studying simultaneously
OM : Are you from Mumbai? Your English accent is different and what are you studying?
ME : (surprised by his observations) yes I’m and studying Product design from NID, A’bad ( I didn’t wanted to go in details, so started reading book again )

OM : Oh that’s something new I have heard. My both sons are engineers and working here with software companies. I myself was working in electric board of Bangalore and retired just now. My native place is Hubali. My sons have got new flat of 1,000 sq.ft. Here near Arekere gate. What exactly you are studying and where are you staying? What about your family?

( I was like this man is asking too many questions but I should give answers because he must not have spoken to anyone and just trying to have a conversation )
ME : I stay in south city. And my family belongs to Kolhapur and ( I explained in brief about my field )
OM : Oh, I come there every morning for walk. So will meet up sometimes. your work field is very interesting. Kolhapur is not far from Hubali, so you are Marathi.

(Then he started talking in marathi few basic questions and I was wondering why is he asking about my native place and what my family is into and all but I was unable to stop the conversation since my bus stop was still too far)

ME : Yes I’m. your marathi is very good! I don’t go for morning walk since I have to leave early in the morning. But walking path near Arekere is good.

OM : How long you will be in Bangalore?
ME : 2 months then I’m going to work with another company in Sweden.

OM : Thats great! even my younger son is going to London for work and plans to settle there.
My stop is coming near now. I will show my house from the bus… that peach colored tall building. I stay there on ground floor. This is my card, I am actually looking for daughter in laws for both of my sons. And I liked you a lot. You are very spontaneous and generous. Think about it. You come to my home, meet my both son and then decide. They both are good. All the best for better future and god bless you.

( since he was loud everyone who were standing close to me were listening to the conversation. And surprised by his last few lines and were looking at me. I was in a dilemma whether to accept the card or not. But I did accept. I don’t know why I did that. And the old man got down from the bus…)

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Rakhi ka Swayamvar

I never thought of this kind of show can be also made in today’s age. Not a bad idea either. Most of the people whom I know were watching this show including my mother and myself (Though I was watching occasionally but was aware what’s happening in the show). I was watching to see if actually people are interested in this kind of a show and was curious HOW is someone actually going to CHOOSE somebody if front of entire nation or agreed to make a program out of it. I think choosing somebody is quite a personal affair but in an arranged marriage of today’s date also entire three generations decide which guy or girl to be chosen for respective groom or bride and that also depending upon how qualified, good looking and settled you are in life!

Once having marriage discussion with my European friend, I was explaining her how an arranged marriage happens in India. After listening to all the conversation she told me – “ we do it other way round Pratima, we look for love first and then caste ( we don’t follow it here), education, money, looks comes and I think you guys look at everything else and then try to love each other…“ I just smiled on her statement. I think when you love someone you willingly change or do compromises or change your priorities happily. I hate the thing of changing names after marriage, how come you expect some 25 year old girl having name Pratima for all her life will be changed in a day to lets say ‘Sudha’ just because you want to change her name. Her whole identity, signatures, passport, all official documents change to new ‘Sudha’.

Okay! I have change the whole topic …So I was writing about Rakhi ka Swayamvar and choosing a guy in front of public on a television show. That made me think how in earlier times princess used to CHOOSE the prince in front of everyone after completion of the REQUIRED TASK successfully. As per the movie - Rab ne bana di jodi - every love story is unique…I thought may be this is the good time to SEE such kind of thing happening on T.V. in a live show! Then I saw the news of some 67 year old gentleman is interested in getting married to Rakhi and he wrote 52 poems for her and also got them published for her but he wasn’t allowed to participate in the show. His son and his entire family were very supportive in this gentleman’s decision. That’s very impressive though.

I am doubtful about how long this relationship will last which was decided after series of various tasks and discussions amongst would be bride and groom. But its good that it ended on engagement and they want to spend some time more knowing each other and not to get married just by the time spend on a T.V. show together. It might sound funny that I thought in the episode when all interested guys were shown for the first time that she will choose THE TORONTO GUY which she finally chose in the last episode. The show was entertainment, dramatic and PEOPLE WERE WATCHING IT!! May be to some extent the program is successful in changing Rakhi’s public image also. People will remember her because no one has ever attempted to do such kind of a program. She is constantly in news.

I have seen a movie based on Indian arranged marriages " Sanai chowghade". Very well made movie in marathi and very very much in todays context. Many chanels have started shows for match making or providing a platform where would be brides and grooms should come and present themselves to a large crowd and may be they are succesful in getting the desired response. Another television show in marathi called " Jodi jamali re" is also similar like other shows but I watch this sometimes because its quite realistic to see how the genaral discussions between parents and candidates happens when they come together and small games and tasks reveal what kind of person you are...not in details but it gives an idea. Rescently they showed their first pair who got engaged and will be getting married soon after 50 episodes. Things are changing...These shows are reflections of changing society. So now I'm expecting few more shows like this if you are definitely going to get a right guy …may be the next show will be called “Pratima ka Swayamvar”:D

Monday, August 3, 2009


'Carry on, even if you are not sure now of what you are doing. God moves in mysterious ways and sometimes the path only reveals itself when you start walking it.'

Paulo Coelho, The winner stands alone

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

one for the road!

I always prefer to walk on this service road close to my home...its quiet and peaceful and you can't see the end... but you know the end! very few people you will see walking on this road even during rush hours. There is an express highway adjacent to it. everyone prefers that for fast pace and clear vision. I loved the following poem while reading a book and remember this road.


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth.

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I –
I took the one less traveled by;
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost

Monday, July 13, 2009


“The world, Govinda, is not perfect or slowly evolving along a long path to perfection. No, it is perfect at every moment; every sin carries grace within it, all small children are potential old men, all suckling have death within them, all dying people-eternal life. It is not possible for one person to see how far another is on the way; the Buddha exists in the robber and dice player; the robber exists in the Brahmin. During deep meditation it is possible to dispel time, to see simultaneously all the past, present and future, and then everything is good, everything is perfect, everything is Brahman. Therefore it seems to me that everything that exists is good-death as well as life, sin as well as holiness, wisdom as well as folly.

Everything is necessary, everything needs only my agreement, my assent, my loving understanding; then all is well with me and nothing can harm me. I have learned from my body and soul that it was necessary for me to sin, that I needed lust, that I had to strive for property and experience nausea and the depths of despair in order to learn not to resist them, in order to love the world, and no longer compare it with some kind of desired imaginary world, some imaginary perfection, but to leave it as it is, to love it and be glad to belong to it.”

I just finished reading the book by Hermann few pages again ...very good book, simple, easy to connect and makes you think!!

Monday, July 6, 2009


‘My dear Kamala,’ said Siddhartha,’ When I came to you in your grove I made the very first step. It was my intention to learn about love from the most beautiful woman. From the moment I made that resolution I knew that I would execute it. I knew that you would help me; I knew it from your first glance at the entrance to the grove.’
‘And what if I had not wanted?’

‘But you did want. Listen, Kamala, When you throw the stone into the water, it finds the quickest way to the bottom of the water. It is the same way when Siddhartha has an aim, a goal. Siddhartha does nothing; he waits, he thinks, he fasts, but he goes through the affairs of the world like the stone through the water, without doing anything, without bestirring himself; he is drawn and let himself fall. He is drawn by his goal, for he does not allow anything to enter his mind which opposes his goal. That is what Siddhartha learned from the Samanas. It is what fools call magic and what they think is caused by demons. Everyone can perform magic, everyone can reach his goal, if he can think, wait and fast.’
Siddhartha, Hermann Hesse

Tuesday, June 30, 2009


'Let me warn you, you who are thirsty for knowledge, against the thickest of opinions and the conflict of words. Opinions mean nothing; they may be beautiful or ugly, cleaver or foolish, anyone can embrace or reject them. The teaching which you have heard, however, is not my opinion, and its goal is not to explain the world to those who are thirsty for knowledge. its goal is quite different; its goal is salvation from suffering.That is what Gautam teaches, nothing else.'

Siddhartha, Hermann Hesse

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Rain or no rain ...

I love rain !!
but when I look at the people living on street,
I feel there should not be any rain.....................

Monday, June 8, 2009

Friday, June 5, 2009


I liked the lyrics of this song.... Thanks to Sunil for telling me about the song and your amazing classroom project based on this song :)

All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
I like watchin' the puddles gather rain
And all I can do is just pour some tea for two
and speak my point of view
But it's not sane,
It's not sane
I just want some one to say to me
I'll always be there when you wake
Ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today
So stay with me and I'll have it made
And I don't understand why I sleep all day
And I start to complain that there's no rain
And all I can do is read a book to stay awake
And it rips my life away, but it's a great escape
All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
ya don't like my point of view
ya think I'm insane
Its not's not sane

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Storm approaching

"I remember an old friend of mine who lived in Normandy as a child and who witnessed the Allied landing in Nazi-occupied France. I will never forget his words: ' I woke up, and the horizon was full of warships. On the beach beside my house, the German soliders were watching the same scene, but what terrified me most was the silence. The total silence that precedes a life-or-death struggle.' It is the same silence that surrounds me now, and which is gradually being replaced by the sound...I have witnessed many storms in my life. Most storms have taken me by surprise, and so I've had to learn - and very quickly too- to look farther off, to understand that I cannot control the weather, to practise the art of patience, and to respect nature's fury. Things do not always happen the way I would have wanted, and it's best that I get used to that.

I can see the storm approaching. As with any storm, it brings with it destruction, but it also waters the fields; and, with the rain, falls the wisdom of the heavens. As with any storm, it will pass. The more violent the storm, the more quickly it will pass. "

Like the flowing water, Paulo Coelho

Friday, May 22, 2009


‘Don’t be silly,’ he said aloud. ‘And keep awake and steer. You may have much luck yet.
‘I’d like to buy some if there’s any place they sell it,’ he said.
What could I buy it with? He asked himself.
Could I buy it with a lost harpoon and a broken knife and two bad hands?

‘You might,’ he said. ‘You tried to buy it with eighty-four days at sea. They nearly sold it to you too.’
I must not think nonsense, he thought. Luck is a thing that comes in many forms and who can recognize her? I would take some though in any form and pay what they asked.....

The old man and the sea, Ernest Hemingway

Saturday, May 9, 2009

few insights

She asked Fraser not to tell anybody, this was her reason:
‘I had conflict, common to my generation of women, about commitment and career, and is this the right person, and being scared. I said yes, but my mind was whirling. The trouble is, we’re all fed a diet of knights in shinning armour, whereas what I had in reality was this descent, good-looking, nice man who I was terribly comfortable with, but wasn’t fireworks and parties every night and traveling round the world. May be the knight in shining armour was round the next corner. But the guy who produces fireworks is not the guy you want to spend your life with. The comfortable alternative sometimes puts people off because lots of us want to live on the edge. What I’ve learnt now is that the companionship, trust and laughter are so important, and it can seem fuddy duddy – but it’s not, it’s real. And we do have our firework moments.’

I get a lot of this sort of attitude from women and men in their thirties and forties. They find it almost impossible to make commitment in case something better turns up along the line…I don’t really know what the answer is here, in almost every case there has to be give and take, compromise and a willingness to take the long view.

Tales from the country matchmaker, Patricia Warren.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

This one is for the book I read

I was waiting for this moment. I finished ATLAS SHRUGGED on this Monday. It took me one whole year to read the book by taking breaks in between. I brought this book by my friend’s suggestion in November 2006, so that I can read it in Delhi during my internship of two months. I am generally not scared of the thickness of the book, when I opened the book I found font size is comparatively small to read. I think I only read 5 pages at that time and thought may be this is not the time for this book, I will read it later. Then I started reading finally this book in September 2007 when I left for Bangalore for diploma project and I got totally hooked by the book. I liked Dagny a lot! This character has portrayed very sharp, clear and passionate about her carrier. I relate to Dagny, Hank Rearden, and John Galt. I felt may be these characters are there in the world around us who are fighting for right things, determined, honest, idealist, they believe in there work, do not compromise at any cost and posses there own set of rules. I can relate to the experiences portrayed in the book. Story in the book makes you read more and more and makes you curious what happens next. I was reading book in buses, trains, in the night before sleep and also have just read for hours seating in my room…

But then again one break happened when I left for Sweden in Feb, 2008. I didn’t carry that book with me. (My mom didn’t allow me to carry due to weight of the book, I was sad at that time. I so wanted to read the book since I was alone there and had lots of time in hand after work). I started reading that again in December, 2008 when I came finally back to home after finishing all my post graduate studies and on 27th April, 2009 I finished the book. Very good book, you need patience but its definitely WORTH reading!! I have always put my favorite part from the book on my blog and I have noted more in my diary… The language is simple, detailed and captures minute observation of human mind and its true response.
Last few lines from the book - You will win when you are ready to pronounce the oath I have taken at the start of my battle. “I swear - by my life and my love of it that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine”
I would like to mention this incidence, I was traveling in train, standing and reading the book...( That’s what I do most of the times when I travel in Mumbai locals or stand at the train door ) One girl asked me can you please tell me the name of the book? When I told her the name she said " I just thought… It should be Ayn Rand only! And she asked me my profession. After that she told me that who ever she has met reading this book most of the times they are from creative field!! see you are a designer and I write columns for news paper.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Where to stop...

While coming back home from work…I find long empty service road with yellow street lights waiting for me to walk and talk to myself quietly in my own company of thoughts. I have walked on this street almost everyday for four years of my work when I was in Thane. All vehicles on highway pass by as if they are in some race and hurry to reach their homes back. I take my own time and keep walking with luggage on… my book, thinking of Hank, Dagny, Francisco, John galt ( all characters from the book Atlas shrugged which I am reading since a year ) clients, meetings, blogs, pictures to be updated, next travel destination, next new book, all people whom I met rescently after span of 10 to 12 years accidently either while traveling or waiting on bus stop or asking directions in a new place or their mails or by facebook. I thought, why are they meeting me suddenly now?? Is there any meaning behind it .. and I laughed... I was on my logical mode and question answer sessions… some things you should never ask in life .. that looses its charm.. long back I read a book of my fav. Marathi writer Mr. V.P. Kale.. he wrote in Marathi something like” Its important to know - water is life and few curious people wanted to analyze more so they found - its chemical formula is H2O..but then you should stop after that analysis… don’t go on asking.. It will loose its charm!! you should enjoy things, the way they are :)

This service road is parallel to express highway and just simply divided by a row of trees between both. When you walk on that road you don’t hear neither chaos nor people fighting ( the way they fight everyday in local trains) its very lonely and quiet. I love it ...when its like that. I can walk for hours on that road alone. A long road which is never ending and clear too ;D

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

You will follow me!!

Then, drawn by, sense of irresistible certainty, she found herself descending the stairs, slipping away from the crowd, not toward the platform and the exist but, into the darkness of the abandoned tunnels.

You will follow me, she thought – and felt as if the thought were not in words, but in the tension of her muscles, the tension of her will to accomplish a thing, she knew to be outside her power, yet she knew with certainty that it would be accomplished and by her wish…no, she thought not by her wish, but by its total rightness. You will follow me – it was neither plea nor prayer not demand, but the quiet statement of fact, it contained whole of her power of knowledge and whole of the knowledge of the she had earned through the years. You will follow me, if we are what we are, you and I, if we live, if world exists, if you know the meaning of this moment and can’t let it slip by, as others let it slip, into the senselessness of the unwilled and unreached. You will follow me – she felt as exultant assurance, which was neither hope nor faith, but an act of worship for the logic of existence.

Ayn Rand, Atlas shrugged

Monday, April 6, 2009

What’s more exciting??

After having a good conversation with my friend about destiny and efforts. I am thinking…What is more exciting in life to achieve the goal or the journey towards the goal irrespective of the result? Most of the times it happens that exciting journey eventually ends into success or the journey is so tough, that drains you out completely and you don’t feel anything about success.

I believe “The journey matters the most!!
During the journey you keep doing things as per the strong gut feeling which you get while working towards the goal irrespective of result.

While walking in NID pigeon path few people used to choose straight road amongst the two pathways that lead to hostels. I used to choose the one with many turns amongst the trees. You never know whom you might meet on the way. I think that’s the thing which keeps me going ahead “Mystery in the journey “. Sometime I feel, its irritating that you don’t know how and where you are heading to even if you know the ultimate goal. You meet with many life changing experiences during that journey. It might happen that this whole experience is more thrilling than the success of the goal. I guess nobody like things which you get easily in life. We need Masala in life to tell others and to enjoy ourselves through that. It gives you a kick. It’s like you put yourself in the most difficult situation that you can ever think to check your tolerance and you will be thrilled throughout that experience that you will be least bothered about the result.
One of my friend said, Do the most difficult things in life or the things which scare you the most…it will increase your confidence and believe in yourself! Dar ke aage jeet hai !!

I remember when I was a kid I used to sleep during the annual examination preparations completing my studies very well in time. I was much organized. Others used to be awake at that time also and preparing for studies. And as soon as the exams are over I didn’t used get the sleep at all till the result comes out. That worry part I hated the most. I used to wonder why I am not able to sleep though I have written all papers very well. The thing was, I wanted to be amongst the rankers and to achieve that I used to slog in the limited time but I think I never enjoyed that. I did it because it was just a process for me. There is nothing like a process oriented thing in life whatever you do in a nice organized way become boring after some time. Spontaneity is more important. How ever you do good planning for all the things, you can not plan the innocence which you get in the spontaneous act. Things become thrilling and exciting at that point of time…

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

one thing is NEEDED

Every window has an opportunity,
Every act has a positive impact,
Every closed door offers an opportunity to knock the next door,
Every blocked road has a small pathway as a substitute for your foot prints
which we never observe, We just walk unknowingly...
Every NO is taking you to the biggest YES in your life,
Every negative word is meant to check your believe in your positive thoughts,
Every sacrifice makes you to earn more RIGHT feeling inside,
Every offered help to someone, helps you to sort out your own problems courageously,
Every confused state makes you to follow your own instinct
which is spontaneous and which you want to do!!
Every raised eye brow in astonishment makes you do things which you have never thought of …
Every sad moment will help you to understand true happiness,
Every adverse situation creates the most favorable situation,
You do not need a crane to move a mountain, you need a WILL to pick up stones and keep them aside as per your strength.

Only one thing is needed to understand this... change your point of view!

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

I read this ...

"You and love is still my argument " - Shakespeare

Monday, February 9, 2009

Best decision ever made!!

I was watching grand finale of the programme called " sa re ga ma pa little champs " on zee tv marathi... and the winner is " Kartiki Gaikwad" a girl from Alandi, Maharashtra. I am following this programme on every monday and tuesday since last five months. I so so wanted her to win but I was thinking while watching the programme that public voting thing will be something else and not at all predictable. I heard the result and said " this is the best decision ever made by judges and public". yooohooooo :) Fighter always wins..
she was out of the programme in between due to lack votes but came back with wild entry and the come back was super duper hit. Later the graph of her performance went higher and higher. I loved her personally due to her different voice, choice of songs and she used to sing the songs which are composed by her father who is also a singer in Alandi. You need courage and faith to do that when the others were singing the most popular compositions.

Undoubtedly all the five candidates are wonderful and varied from each other but there is something about Kartiki. At one point,I wanted that there shoudn't be any winner choosen because they are so good and there can not be any comparision amongst them.
But then somebody has to win in a competition, so I was thinking ..whose that one??

It has to be very young and cute Kartiki who is bold, enthusiatic, active, fighter, expressive and experimental. I found this programme is the most genuine amongst all the other programmes I have seen. Judges were amazing in giving the right feed back in right words considering the age group of candiadates.

Friday, January 23, 2009


I read this today:-

Even a small dot can stop a big sentence, but... few more dots can give a continuity,

amazing but true, every ending can be a new begining!

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Waiting back ...

Right now I am very happy and contented !! its an after effect of things happening to me in last 15 days. I am experinecing extreme emotions in these days. Suddenly I am very happy and suddenly very nervous. I think of something and feel charged up to change life and suddenly I need energy to stand. New year has definately brought fantastic news in my life about my loved ones. I feel people are doing so many things.

What am I doing sitting at home?? watching t.v. , reading books, travelling to different places neraby, giving interviews..meeting really very few friends who remaining in the city, rest has travelled abroad and settled there with respective familes and living QUALITY LIFE.. and what am I doing here??

What's the defination of QUALITY LIFE in my terms..

Why I have prefered to stay here when rest of the world is running somewhere else..

Does everyone actually know why they are running behind something?

Are they so sure what they want from life??Where is the peace of mind gone ?? Is everyone actually Happy in what they are doing or with whom they are staying or with what is happening around the city or in the world?

I feel many of them in the crowd have become numb and self centered. They don't know things beyond their life. I see in buses senior citizens standing, wherever it is written seats alloted to them ..young ones are sitting and nobody says anything. In train people keep pushing, blaming, fighting all the time. nobody has a second to be patient and to help each other to make this small journey peaceful and calm. I get up when I see an old woman standing next to me to offere her my place and also have seen other women who are young and strong fighting for that seat. I wonder why everyone has become so selfish can't they realise what is needed by the situation??

I don't run now a days to catch a train when I know I can catch the other train after 5-10 mins more. I walk with my own pace like a slow and steady tortoise, without bothering about rest of the crowd wherever its running. I reach on time and do things what makes me happy deep inside my heart. One year before I was in the similar phase when I used to say while doing all the things " Everything will fall in place because I am playing my part very well!! " I wish everyone realises their "PART" which has to be played WELL from their end, so that things can be more comfortable for everyone around.