Journal of a dreamer

Patience- Key that unlocks Good times

2011-12-25T01:51:00.001-05:00

December 22, 2011. Boarded D70, for work. Into the bus and the only empty seat that was ahead of me was just occupied. Decided to stand closer to the person who seemed like they may leave for the nearest stop, so that I can be seated. MMDA, Ashok Pillar, Kasi Theater, with each stop, people did get down, seats were vacated, but I did not get to sit. While I was busy , trying to gradually move and stand in a place, where someone may seem to vacate, folks from my earlier position, vacated – only to be occupied by ladies who got into the bus later. Three stops and I seemed to be the only girl in the bus, waiting for a seat. In process of hopping positions to be seated, I missed an opportunity which was lying in wait for me, in the place right where I earlier stood.

“I have seen something else under the sun: The race is not to the swift or the battle to the strong,
nor does food come to the wise or wealth to the brilliant or favor to the learned;
but time and chance happen to them all” - Ecclesiastes 9: 11.

A happening so trivial though, carried with it a powerhouse of philosophy. Often, we do exactly the same thing - Compromising the best in want for even better. Job, Lifestyle, Relationships, Gold, Money,…..the list just does not seem to end. We tend to forget, life is that which happens when we being busy, making our plans and exerting our efforts to catch up to this shimmering world (inspired from a Quote). You may be caught up in a bad phase of life, where nothing whatsoever you do works, it may be that your life is on a lonely planet with a or series of Relationship failures, or it may be that financially you are batting to meet the ends or it may be that you just feel drained of your sense of happiness and peace. Whatever your mess is “Wait, Right where you are!”, “Just Wait!”. “Go through your bad times” Don’t quickly Move on,… For all you know, what looks good on the outside, as happy next, may be just another nerve wrench episode. Wait in your own bad time and make your decisions both cautiously and carefully! Be patient and silent. Tides will change!!! It’s all about time and chance,… and your turn for happy times can come, only if your go through bad first! People who left you will come back! Money will pour in! Your Work or career will be a success. Most of all when everything is back, you’ll realize Life is just not about Things or People! Your new world will whirl around the Lord (or Conscience) – which means you’ll never repeat the mistakes that created the loss or Bond with passer by friends who mean nothing but waste of Time/Money/Emotions or be obsessively attached to those you choose to live your new life with. End of it: “ALL good things happen to those who wait on the Lord”!!!

All said, but to be done is but still a Virtue for me,….

“You are!!!” – Dare to be yourself

2011-07-30T05:55:00.003-04:00

“I’m Thanks to all those who said No To Me, It’s because of them I Did it Myself!!”

An Outlook Communicator Tag Line, which hit me hard, as if it was awakening my Senses back to life. So True and Real…. Indifference, Apathy, Rejections or failing relationships has almost left every human I know with an scar, faded but not fully washed out, yet. Dreams which sketched our Fairy Tale Future, brutally washed away with rains of Realism called “Life”…. Rudimentary as it may sound, but with Time, these very failures of Life, help us evolve, to who we are today. If not, for those, who said no to me, I would have never known that Life is much more than what meets the eye. I would have never learnt to WAIT for Good Things, nor would I have taught my Impulsive ever hastening Nerve to calm Down, for Time (in my world God), to Change Things…. Never Ever, I would have learnt to live life Myself, and see my family and friends around me as Lovable companions and NOT my Obligations to pace up to, gratify and Live for, as Society wretchedly terms it to be….

There is a Power in being yourself. Doing the right things you really want to do, saying and keeping the words spoken, taking time to be in silence to be drenched in the rain of Self-Awareness and most of all not giving into the roller-coaster ride of pleasing your loved ones – to expect their Love in return. How on earth, did we think we could earn any love by flattery? Is Love not based on Legs of Inspiration and intimate friendship? and that Pleasing or Flattering your loved ones, robs you of your confidence and makes you appear more boring to your Partner?? As my Old Friend puts it “It’s the very individualism in you that keeps you Happy and Peaceful, both in Relationships and as a Person”. The more you brim as the person you are, the real self, the more you will send out ripples of Inspirations to your social world. Something that I learnt from Landmark Forum, We are constantly draining our precious God Given life in trying to be who we are not. But, Can a Square become a Triangle or Triangle become a Rectangle? or Rectangle a Circle? Not just the Literally Shapes, but the nature of shredding one real Core Self, to impersonate another, shows up as Stress and as Aliments or Diseases at an later stage in life. It’s time we stop, take a pause and look inwards, just once. To listen to our Souls Cry be restore it. “Surely, He Restores my Soul,…”, as a Psalmist writes, but only if we are committed with a purpose to do so. After all, We are all united with one same destiny, to Die. Life is just one God Given Chance to “BE”. Take pride in who you are and Just be natural self. You will see the magic of how the very lost things of Life being restored, multifold, though God’s Time and Grace in you,…

I Have more to write,… Which I Hope to Sometime.

Day 2: Floating and Kicking

2011-05-10T00:44:00.003-04:00

Leg Kicking is said to accelarate swimming speed. Though I doubt it to be an hypothesis, it is proven that effective kicking sure pays off, especillay in smoothly gliding forward (reducing the drag from countered by water pushed against the swimmer ) and reduced effort exerted for swimming.

On Ground:

1. From Hip, Legs straight and toe outward: Key for effective kicking while learning to swim is to kick from the hips with legs straight and toes pointed straight outward. Start this off from ground, let the feet’s ankle help you to keep the toe pointed outwards, straight out and opposite. This should feel like a strech at feet’s ankle and leg’s femer. Now with legs straight, WITHOUT ANY BEND ON THE KNEE, start kicking from off the Hip. Straight and upward, 5 sets and 15 Reps. Bending legs from the knee creates a negative thrust from water thus reducing swimmer’s speed for forward motion. Hence, make sure the legs are as straight as possible right from hip to streched out ankle.

INSIDE WATER:

2. Float and Kick: Floating from Day 1, is now to be combined with Kicking on Day 2. Stay aflot, HOLD YOUR BREADTH INSIDE WATER, head fully immersed and start kicking. Kick from your hips, Legs straight and Feet streched out, toes pointing fully outward. An outward toe, provides an positive thurst from water, enabling a swimmer to get that extra drag to glide forward (may be this helps in increasing swimming speed). Remember the key for effective kicking is Not to bend from Knees, but to start out from Hip, Legs Straight and Toes fully Outward. Repeat this for as many times as possible, may be 10-20 laps, back and forth sides of the four-feet pool. Be sure to halt your feet on the ground, to break or gasp for breadth.

Floating and kicking oneself forward may sound like a leap, especially on Day 2. But, if tried, real-time, it would be evident that this is but a varitaion to Gliding. Intent here is not to move forward at a schumacher’s Speed. It is to get comfortable is floating and “Gently/Smoothly” gliding forward via leg kicks. Kicking oneself forward while gliding forward in water, is also a proven Ab Workout. 30-40 mins of this aqua excersice, sure, shreds out considerable chunk off one’s flab.

Swimming for Beginners- Day 1

2011-05-07T00:09:00.026-04:00

Swimming is not rocket science, so they say. It is True. Folks who are fresh to water, be it a tadpoles like tots or an old hulk, if given a sincere initiative, it is easy. IT feels like gilding through water, like fish but without fins,… and here is a step-by-step guide on how to learn swimming and in five days. Yes in 5 days.

Swimming is 5 days will have 5 base foundation learning:

Day 1: Floating

Day 2: Kicking. (on water and on Ground) b) Repeat Day 1 Floating.

Day 3: Kicking, Forearm Strokes and Basics of breathing. (on water and on Ground). Repeat Day 1 Floating.

Day 4: Combination: Floating and kicking to go forward. (b) Repeat Day 3 Forearm/Breathing Basics.

Day 5: Combination: Floating, Kicking and Forearm stroke - Swimming. C)Repeat Breathing basics, inside water for perfection.

Note: The steps are instructions that were tutored to me, by my coach at SDAT and this should largely serve as a guideline for readers. It is highly recommended that a trained swimmer or a coach is beside the learners and the learning is within a pool of 4.5- 5 feet water.

Day 1: Learn to Float

1. Walk and get acquainted: Walk to and fro on the 4.-5 – 5 feet pool. Walk slowly and feel the waters through you. Repeat 4 sets. This exercise gets the learner acquainted to the water and technically walking in hydro resistance, against the water pushing the thigh and leg muscle forward.

2. Walk with hands forward: This a progressive variation to (1). Let the foot be fully grounded on water, legs straight on the knee, bend of you hip – let your upper body be in water, breathe normally (do not hold your breath at this stage), with both arms forward and on the surface of water, walk to and fro to the entire pool. Repeat this for 4-6 sets, until you feel a little natural push to be in sync with the water. This exercise sets the base for floating and it quite critical for a learner. Make sure to bend on your hip right from the naval, this will let the learner feel the flow of water, when the arms are forward.

3. Hold your Breath:

(a) Outside water: Feet on the ground or in water, practice breath hold. Inhale through your mouth, hold your breath as long as you can and exhale through your nose. Repeat this to close, 15-20 sets, until you feel confident about the breath hold. Let the learner hold his breath as long as possible, for while swimming under water, it all about breathing techniques combined with arms and legs strokes.

b) Inside water:

Feet on the pool’s floor, bend on your hips and head inside the water, practice the breath hold. Inhale through your mouth, get the head inside the water, hold it as long as possible inside water.

Exhale through your nose inside water, if possible, otherwise, you may get the head out to exhale through your nose. Remember to Inhale through your mouth (as in Pic) and Exhale through your nose. Holding ones breath inside, makes the lung a vacuum that keep the trunk afloat.

4. Walk with hands forward and hold your breath: Combination of (2) and (3). Bend on your hips, Legs straight on water and arms fully forward on surface of water, walk back and forth with the breathe hold, first few sets breathe hold outside water and then Inside water. Inhale through your mouth, hold is as long and hard as possible and exhale it all out slowly and steady through nose. Repeat this for 5-10 sets. Walking with hands forward and holding the breadth INSIDE WATER, get the learner acquainted to floating, for the legs will robotically lift off from the ground and a instinct to go horizontal is likely. Repeat Walking with hands forward and hold your breath “INSIDE WATER” sets indefinitely until legs lifts itself up or there is a feeler to go horizontal kicks in. Learners should not resist hard trying to keep the legs on the pool’s floor. Let loose and feel the water,….

5. Floating in water: Bend forward on your hips, head straight forward - FULLY IMMERSED in water, hold your breath inside water. Repeat this until your are fully comfortable with the concept of breath hold with heads straight inside, immersed in the water pool. If done sincerely, the learner will feel a natural lift of legs, if not throw your legs up, or kick yourself forward from the walls of the pool, stay horizontal on the water, and now hold your breath as long and smooth as possible. One may also, get help from fellow mates, by holding the tip of their finger, trying to float straight and horizontal on the surface of water and your HEAD STRAIGHT AND IMMERSED in water.

Learner can be sure, that floating is NOT effective if the head is not fully immersed. Half immersion will not aid natural float. While floating, let your hand and legs be fully lose, any pressure or resistance from forward arm or afloat legs, may induce the learner to go sides while floating. So, if you feel a waters trying to get you on your sides or tossing you, be sure you are to let yourself more loose and relaxed, so to float, horizontally on your stomach.. Deadman’s float so it is called, is the base for swimming. Floating and Gliding forward on the pool, will be the result of efforts from day 1, when done sincerely. This should take about 2 continuous hours of real and hard time initiative, and be sure it’s worth it,….

6. Gliding: Kicking your legs from the wall of the pool to float forward, propels a smooth forward motion and this is gliding. Make sure the legs are together (should not spread out) with your toes pointing fully outside, like a swan, and hand forward and together as much as possible, Head straight and immersed to glide forward. Hold your breath until halting.

7. Float and Glide halting technique:

Break away from the natural float, to exhale out and breathe in again post a short halt, Bend your knees, so to have the legs land on the floor (as in Pic 1 that will result in Pic 2). This let the learner to land his foot on the floor. Halt, Exhale through your nose and then breathe naturally. Make sure all exhaling is through the nose and never to inhale while inside water or in the moment right out of water surface.

Fear is The enemy and Practice is perfection. Day 1 usually ends in muscle soreness and fatigue, due to the multiple repetitions and sets of exercise. But, as long as there is some physical sign of workout the learner is on the right track. If there is no pain, may be the learner has not put his sincere best, and may have to try harder until floating/Gliding gets natural. So happy swimming!

B'day - Journal Entry

2011-04-30T01:55:00.005-04:00

This was the best Birthday Ever,… Topped the 2008 day’s list

The wishes were almost flooding from friends from all spheres of life, and in all means. Phone, Sms, FB, Gmail received wishes from school, college, Church, Work (Prv. & current) and friend’s friends, so on and on…. Never ever have I received this many wishes, for my Birthday,… Feels good In a way, that people are so thoughtful and considerate to stop by and take a moment to wish…. Real Genuine spirits, whose sincere wishes makes me feel friends do matter (a statement which I force to abstain from these days)

As of the day, it was gorgeous and memorable. Had a chance to watch Thor – 3D action, Power Ranges of Hollywood, so I would term. What’s a B’day without Baskin Robins, Bravian Chocolate or Mississippi Mud Chocolate topped with Almonds and Choco Crisps,… Sinfully all mine J Quickly to follow was drive through the Mariana Stretch and halt in Elliots for Vanjaram Fish Fry,… Santhosh Fish fry shop a place in Eilliots, that sure would make an Spicy lover repent his ardor for spice … In spite of the pepper, Lal Mirch, the taste was lingering…. The day ended on a good note, with near zero Carb levels and almost half asleep driving back home,….

Thanks for all the best wishes that poured in,… Thanks for your Prayers, those who have mentioned that. And Thanks for giving me such a wonderful, lovely day. Loved every bit of the day from noon.

discover???

2011-04-02T09:45:00.002-04:00

Quite a Surprise!! Discovered a blog http://beulahevelyn.blogspot.com/.

The concept of Blogging grew more of an inspiration to me only in 2008, thanks to that spark, “TinTin and His online journals”. But never did i remember or was aware of a my old blogspot with an article posted as early as July 21^st 2005. Though a fifth grader can easily put my article’s tone or writing to shame, I’m happy, that deep down, I’ve wanted to write. Even when there was no Inspiration,…

Now which email address is that blog linked to??? I gotta delete,… Help J

Beware - Corporate Warzone

2011-02-26T00:53:00.002-05:00

Why join Navy when you can be a Pirate? –Steve Jobs.

If you are counting on your RUSTED Seniority, Company Brand or Designation, I’m sorry but you are directly counting on becoming REDUNDANT. What does matter end of the day his how much of Sincere Impact, Creativity and Value-add that is brought on the role within your job. Don’t work for earning that fake Superficial recognition, When your immediate Boss changes, you’ll have to start building up a fresh new show from the scratch. Work ONLY to amuse your very SELF, of all the Possibilities, Creativity and Learning that can be and are accomplished... That way even Mistakes become Learning.

Feels so sorry for the Rusted brains who fail to learn and upgrade their competency and continue to count of their OUTDATED Experience in this Innovation generation of Millennials. Reminds me of a Quote “How often I find people who climb up the ladder tend to forget to be nice to people, who probably they might have to meet on their way down”...

DON’T JUST SIT THERE AND DEMAND RESPECT, EARN IT!!

Note: Copy posted on FB NOTES as "Thought of the Hour".

Birthday phrase (Self-Scripted)

2011-01-17T00:52:00.000-05:00

This Birthday is a milestone for you indeed,
Weary days are all Gone,
To draw in four-fold of good tidings this year!!
With Lifetime changes Awaiting and our Good Lord’s Blessing Ahead!!!
Be all set to enjoy the sweet fruits of life’s bitter Re-coup,
Happiness, Contentment and quietude,
– Ripe and Plenty throughout this year!!!

“BEING” as Secret to Happy/Contented Life

2010-11-21T10:26:00.008-05:00

“He Restores My Soul, for His Namesake”
– Psalm 23: 2

I’m but a breath of God! What’s in me is not a Built in identity called “ME”, but a mere air blown out from the Sprit of God. If I’m but an Immortal spiritual air caught up in a mortal body and a mere passenger who’s boarded this flight called life, where then did I pick up this baggage called Desire of Self? How could I afford to carry packets of Ego, Prejudice, Judgements, Un- forgiveness, hate and Need for Security...

Need for Security in itself contains an Ocean of Human Aspirations. “Studying” to secure a safe career, “Working” to secure a luxurious Living, “Lusting for power” to secure a strong Self-Identity, “Loving” to secure that unconscious need for companionship, “Marrying” to secure loneliness of old age ( through support stems of family)....Series of “ing, ing and ing” to secure an fantasy need and never BE Secure....

Civilizations and Culture has quite successfully enriched the thought of “man as a Social Animal” in exchange to the truth “Man is Man – a Living being created to live and die, just like any other animal”. Focussed to fully maximize the magical potential of Sixth Sense, the socially conditioned Man has lost sight to wholly experience and fully appreciate the power of other five basics senses inherent to all created beings. The Sole purpose of Man’s life whirls around LIFE – with every moment of it being experienced!!! But, how often do we fail to “just live” and be on a roller coaster life of “Wanting to live”? In Parallel, How often we fail to “Be Happy” in the process of “Wanting to BE Happy”. How many times have we drove past that same road, not recognizing those sea of underprivileged who can be helped much within our capacity? How many times have we limited our eyes to view just that flat screen notepad or TV Monitor and not feast our eyes in the world of beauty created for us – Mankind to enjoy? How many times do we live with our family under the same roof and yet not sincerely listen or wholly acknowledge their presence? How many times do you fail to just BE YOURSELF by not listening to the mind’s constant Voice Chatters (more specific -judgemental noises)??

Yesterday was no different from today and tomorrow will neither be, unless the perception of reality is changed from the imaginary social morals absorbed within that rusted brain. Life is right in your hands; waiting for you to make that choice....No one else can make that Choice for you! You have to! There’s a whole universe and Heavens waiting for you to “BE”. Just “BE”

Exercise:
“Human Being and not Human doing” they say. Here is the Slice of Being. Listen to your mind now! Take a deep introspection!!! Is it a Voice that’s chirping endlessly or you being consciously aware of what you’re Reading?
Result 1 - If hear that Voice, judgemental or evaluative in its tone, you’re probably someone who has failed in life miserably....either your loved ones do not love you, or you have all the money in the world and yet not a ounce of Contentment around, or you have no money at all and the debts are taking a toll over mind, health and family....-99.99% of humans will falls within this Circle *I was no different!
Result 2 – if you were able to distinguish the difference between that Voice and your quite calm self hiding beneath, this should feel exhilarating! All along we try to mask that smile or fake that talk, trying to be the action of the Minds Voice. Mind doesn’t talk. Mind Thinks! If you have, even for a second identified the calm, quiet self within you, this is Being!

Pearls of Wisdom:
1. Man through his own efforts can never “BE”. Jesus Christ the living bread is the only source of Life. No man can receive Eternal Life but through Him. Science and Technology of 21st century has rejected Ancient Words/Days/Theology and has brought world to the place where it is – War, hate, Poverty, depression, Homicide and Suicide. “State of Being” can reverse all this Worlds Disaster and this state should be directly received from the Source of Creation.

Promising triumphant Present/Future:
“State of Being” creates an opportunity for mind to experience the world around it. It’s not Stagnant Nothingness around you but a wholesome Awareness that creates ripples of success in every aspect of life. Need for love is substituted to being loved, need for companionship substituted by partnering in love lifetime fully committed, need for money/power substituted to Zeal for making a positive impact in every seen oppurtunity/occasion, Need for security substituted by conscious assuring life. Success through Being and Contentment are two sides of the same coin of Being.

Final Notes:

Life is but a pattern of your Thoughts Churned into Actions!! Change your perspective of Thoughts. If something has not or isn’t working, it will not work in the Future either....It is right in your hands to go to the Source of all Beings to get yourself liberated from past baggage, lost identity, failed life and be quenched with living waters of Life.

"He who has ears, Let him Hear"

Sunday School - Letz make it Exciting!!!

2010-11-07T02:47:00.032-05:00

Sunday school trip on November 6th 2010 was a good one. The trip witnessed a variety of kids - Fair, Dark, Dusky, Short, tall, fat, average, puny...all shapes and sizes. Never to be beguiled by their cuteness and charm, for in them were colossal avatars of Tarzans, Janes and Montanas – Wild, Naughty , all starving

with an unquenched thirst to get drunk with the wine of fun n Mischief.....Gospel Songs are styled with actions and recited along to match the melody of the tune. Biblical Verses are loaded up into the short term memory bytes to seize the prized sticker and Chocolates. Stories received by these corporals quickly vanish to invisible for their minds are busy sautéing imaginations of next Prank in action. Games and Fun Activities are the only items of interest, for these to some extent, meet the compliance standards of Fun Quotient. Overall, to them Old biblical Stories and Songs is just another “Boring, Old” lecture - Thanks to the Morden day Entertainment options and Gaming Technologies!!!

Children when tweaked to a value system or belief, tend to hold on to that until adulthood or old age – Good or Bad. Say to a Child “you are useless” and you’ll see him/her going through a pattern of repeated failures throughout life...Such is the Importance of every word spoken to a Child. They don’t easily heed, but when they do, they receive it with all their soul and for a lifetime. Sunday school plays an integral role in shaping the minds of these kids, future citizens for Heavenly Kingdom. Primary/Secondary Education can equip a Child’s intelligence, but Sunday Schools should realize that it’s under its sole responsibility to COACH the Child on Spiritualism and Emotional well-being. (Notice I use the word Coach and nor Teach - Intentionally)

We are living in Changing Times and the truth is that neo- generation Kids have grown immensely contemporary both on intellect and entertainment. Sure like the show, there lies this doubt ahead of us, are we Smarter than a Fifth Grader? If not, will the same Conventional Methodology of Sunday school teaching suffice? Story telling in a Pseudo voice of kid or that action song with an Orbit smile or the word to word conventional lines of Jesus Christ is no longer going to appeal these little Intellects. Sunday School Content Delivery models that worked in early 19th or 20th Century, is definitely not going to amuse these neo-minds, sharpened by the technology. There needs to be a change in the pattern of Delivery Gospel to these little Minds. Gospel Puzzles, Brain Teasers or visual aids is just not enough; we need much more than that...

The Class sessions may include Technology as a part of its Scripture Curriculum. Customized “Sing Along” Software that can cheer up Kid’s Gospel Singing Sessions, a Biblical Gaming Product that can collectively let kids adventure through biblical times or Computer Based Tests built of easy, medium and hard levels, Role based play by Sunday school kids, Gospel case studies or Biblical project works....For now this is an idea! But maybe someday somewhere this dream for a dynamic Sunday school session, becomes true!!

Junkyard Pebbles

2010-09-29T04:08:00.005-04:00

In the cold dark night, when the wind chill quivered through her bones
She paced up her footsteps, to make it to Homestead lying on other side Highway road
The White dunes tightly securing the roads Aisle and flurries tenderly kissing its season delight
She felt unvarying shiver beneath the layers covered through her long-sleeved, half-kneed, Black Jacket.
It was an unusual evening, the temperature dropped to 15F; Wind Chill blew so hard, as it were to gust out in shots, all its accrued Green Vengeance, on every living being in the planet. Corporate Citizens of all sizes but with comparable Jacket, gloves, scarf’s and Hat, rushed to the parking lot, trying to flee and hide from wind’s cruel snare. She walked further with unyielding nudge, as racing cannibals on wheels sped fast across Hwy 640.The way was wide, spacious, Ample and all words that big can articulate to,….Crossing this way would take less than a minute in summer, but now, in the cold Shivery night, it seemed like eternity. But with firm thwarts against the nature’s freeze, she clasped Homestead’s knob, with benevolent ease. Hat and Gloves were now from off her skin, the door unclosed she stood staring the wind from inside her cottage inn. A warm coffee would not ease her shivers, neither would Heat that is generated. She stood still watching the moment, wanting to live and be a within the every icing, for it will soon be history tagged as “rare moments”, when she returns to her soil.

Now for those who are wondering what the post is about and those who are surprised at my incredible know-how to evolve one whole paragraph of 251 words, with absolutely no real happening here is the theme: Live Consciously. Be it crossing the road, chewing your food, walking on snow, Smiling (with or without a reason), Breathing, blablabla,…Take just one step at a time., for every moment carries within itself a Magic portion of Bliss that will never return. So Be the moment, Appreciate life and again Live Consciously.

Now, those who are still surprised at my incredible know-how to evolve (now) two paragraphs of “nothing”, Here is the Truth! The theme was just made up. I’m pretty much done with my work tasks today and this post was just meant to fill in the empty space at work. Now, don’t be annoyed for taking out your time. For Eastern Guru’s of Esha, Frozen Thoughts, Art of Living,…. are just doing the same. Evolving customized moment of Self-Awareness themes (which in my opinion is just theological fantasies) at your Heavy price!!! Empty Talks/Gyans they say!!!

Tidbit Thoughts

2010-09-04T08:31:00.003-04:00

At the End of it,

When the Trek called Life is over

I want to be remembered as

"Someone who had her Second Chance"

(-and tried to live up to it)

Globalization - End of Times???

2010-08-13T23:57:00.009-04:00

c. 3500 B.C

A United Humanity of the remnant Generations, were scattered through the Face of Earth – so does Genesis account the story of Tower of Babel. Their Speech confounded each left from the city with his folk and different languages/ clans evolved.

2010 A.D

A generation that is toying with the idea of New World Order (NWO) and One World Government – promoted by a catchy theme “Globalization”. Temporary glue that elevated the 2008-2009 recessions will come back swiftly to further plummet our economies (and our homes) harder from Q4 of 2011 until Q1 of 2013. Political Leaders across the Summit are likely seriously consider, financial domain Intellect’s proposals of GLOBALIZED FINANCIAL MARKETS to create a sustained and stable economy. (Read me here “Proposal to be considered” – Implementation might take another considerable time, but soon the world will be one world/currency Market). Globalization is the key that drives many current day initiatives of Nations, Businesses, Market Analyst and Corporate.

Is this Era of Globalization restoring back what Cosmos have disintegrated??? What does the Unfinished Pyramid in $$$ Bill signify?? Would the Unfinished Pyramid relate to the Broken Tower of Babel?? Why is there 13 Steps in the Unfinished Pyramid? Who is that "He" in the phrase Annuit Coeptis? Is “English” the globally blossomed one-world language? Are we against the supreme in being a part of the Globalization process? .......Something that my mind is not able to fully comprehend (not even sure of), for am just a dumb fool. Academics and Mathematics have been tough for me to crack howbeit the Prophecies of Bible and God Supreme!!!

More about the Pic: A hexagram is two equilateral triangles superimposed over each other. If you placed a hexagram over the Reverse side of the Great Seal, five of the points in the hexagram would point to letters in the latin words - ASMON/MASON of "Annuit Coeptis" and "Novus Ordo Seclorum" which translates to "Announcing the Beginning of," and "the New World of the Ages" or "New World Order. – Source: Web

Revelations on Youtube – Must See

2010-08-08T05:24:00.001-04:00

Books of Revelations cannot be made any Simpler. Following Links on YouTube is simple, yet contains profound message of end of times. Watch every link of “The Bible Prophecy” series.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oCJmv6QCgBM&feature=related - The Bible Prophecy 2 of 7

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R3Qqg_PzUIY&feature=related- The Bible Prophecy 3 of 7

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E6O8AfGuHP8&feature=related - The Bible Prophecy 4 of 7

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pDgLwplTlbw&feature=related- The Bible Prophecy 5 of 7

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1RguiwT6os8&feature=related- The Bible Prophecy 6 of 7

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=87QN9iMRd3Y&feature=related - The Bible Prophecy 7 of 7

Why Loneliness? Why Suffering? Why Me?

2010-07-30T22:21:00.003-04:00

“If things happened it is indeed for a reason. If it did not happen it was never destined to…”

Ancient Words, so they say are ever true!!! No matter how best a person gives to win the treasured prize, if life does not hold the same for you, “It will not happen”. It’s absolutely not your fault if your loved ones walk out of your life or if your kids no longer respond back to your love or if you are not on a right job that can satiate your living/core competencies. Whatever the boulevard of Broken Dreams is, trust that everything happens for Destiny’s own reason. Wisdom lies with a person who patiently endures these rainy days until FRESH spring blossoms up!!!

One may ask, but why rainy days??? Why me? How long? With an amateur knowledge that I have, I can sketch few reasons.

1. Sin Leads to Suffering: First, Foremost and the ONLY law of life. “What goes around will have to come around”. What in eating just a Fruit? It was a fruit of knowledge of good and bad, indeed. Further to justify, God already did have a plan to give both Fruit of knowledge of good and bad and Fruit of eternal life to Mankind. So what was wrong for Adam and Eve, to eat it? Yes the voice that whispers deep inside of you now is right. Disobedience is a sin! Failing to adhere to God’s words is a transgression. Infatuated to enjoy Blessings ahead of God’s appointed time is felony; to Lusting for a fruit which was pleasing to eyes and disregarding your responsibilities and commitment to God (and family) is crime. Cursing someone of death for eating just a fruit may sound absurd, but God is too righteous to just discount or oversee one’s flaws. It may not even look like a sin to you, it may be a fully accepted human norm, but in Destiny’s eye, “if one has sowed he has to reap for I – Good or bad”.

· Good news: If there are rainy days, then spring would sprout up. Patiently endure the consequences God will let time turn around for you and “FRESH LIFE” will blossom. The best part of chastising is that the old baggage of the past would be traced away so completely, that whatever happened will be like a dream. It would feel so strange that you may not even believe that you did those things in the past.

· Bad News: Chastising is a space that destiny gives for one to repent. If one does not realize the purpose of God during the lonely and reproachable times, life would be a woe. Your past will continue to haunt you throughout your lifetime and you would feel lost in no man’s island. Specifically, quoting, if one does not leave the dirty garment of bad past away, endure chastising and surrender to Christ’s plan, be sure, the road ahead will be bumpier. Life will be a desert! Friends and loved ones around will care for dogs and plants, but your life will they mock and make a laughing stock!! Life will be a bed of thorns and afterlife will be eternal blazing fire!

2. Just Time’s Play: “To ever thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven….He (God) hath set the world in time’s Heart” So says, the wise man Solomon. How many times, do we give our best only to see people failing to reciprocate fairly? In Corporate world, performance is the key. They say, It is a Wild race to outsmart and get ahead of the line. Now, logically figuring it out if an organization consolidates of these so called individual performances, it should soar up to heights of globally competing against the Forbes and Fortune peers. It doesn’t happen, does it? So what are we missing in-between? I’ll let you frame your own answers, but the base is if you are not promoted or not recognized within your organization doesn’t mean that your performance is low! In effect your performance may be the best though you are an unsung hero. Year 2008 recession created a world of unemployed! Loyalty champions who gave their half lifetime for their Company were shown the door. Not to forget other personal peripheries one encounters with the world of cynical folks. If your loved one walked away or you are not being treated fairly or not on the right job or if life’s a thorn, remember it’s just times play. Do not try hard to work against the wind of life, let go or silently hold on until wheel turns your side. Yeah, sure It will turn your Side, in due Season! It’s nature law to let man experience all life’s absolutes, so to evolve his own balance!

· Good news: Every time that refrains from embracing is duly followed with a time to embrace. A time to loose with a time to get. Experiencing diverse absolutes of life evolves meaning to one’s existence!! Life’s own lessons will be treasured and sense of being self-conscious will evolve. All things happen for good.

· Bad news: During Good times, when man is abundantly blessed, it is his responsibility to share the happiness and fruits of life to those around. There is no good in writing off a $$$$ Check to “world known – well-renowned” charity Foundation and yet be ignorant of a hungry beggar or destitute woman in your own neighborhood. Be careful, to be considerate during Good times!! Each man is accountable and destiny will fairly repay each man, his action.

3. Good for those around you: To be Continued

4. All for God’s Glory: To be Continued

Word of Chirst in need is Aid, Indeed

2010-07-27T11:06:00.004-04:00

November 2002. The only year-end term, when clouds flushes all its moisture to mellow down the otherwise hot, hotter, hottest seasons of Chennai. Weather chill and refreshing, the roads dusty and logged, she felt warm, as sands aroma, when it rained spread around. Mellissa was just another ordinary, with mere wishes and dreams and loads of devotion in her Maker. Yet, both were just mere empty sentiments, for most of her actions seemed like a wayward. At twenty –one, work to her was more of a hobby than a career plan or earning a living. A telesales executive selling for AT&T, Sprint and T-mobile plans, each of her work day went by chanting the online phone script all day. West, East, Central or Pacific, all folks in US had one thing wish common – “No Solicitation calls!!!” Voicemails, Hang ups, Irate Shouts, Request for “do not call list” enrolls, were dull senseless tasks that filled each day. On a particular showery day, as Mellissa made it to carry out the futile tasks at work, she waited as that one exceptional distinctive call dialed by the IVR landed to an East Coast resident. Call went through, the pitch was raised and free hand phone jazz was tipped to be sold. But, the Voice from the other side came out Fuming, foul, irate and loud . Wanting to Hard-sell to meet the numbers of the day, tis telesales executive went on and on with the sales pitch only for the old New Yoker in her near 50’s to get enraged about the Memorized one-line pitch. The New Yorker did not hang up, nor did she request to be enrolled on a do not call list, but choose take out all her life’s anger on the call. She persistently fumed her words of anger and frustration over this solicitation call. Mellissa trying to be courteous listened as the lady continued with her resentment. Anger turned to irate, irate turned to fury, fury to resentment and resentment to tears!! Tears! Yes Tears! Here is why - The old Lady was in her late 50’s, independent enough to earn her living. “I do not have the money to run this day, how do you expect to sell further your rubbish plan” She lamented. “Sell to someone else, it may click, I would not be able to be of any use to you”, her words now sounded sadly deprived. Mellissa felt it was time to shrug away the stupid one-line sales pitch, and put on her natural self. The Old lady continued to lament more of her being caught within nets of debts and how much her life has turned to a ruin. She had no soul beside her for help and the debts have gone overhead that it was completely wild out of hand. “Mam, there is a Way out! There is a God of Impossibilities. He is Christ!” The old lady now smiled out her hopeless sigh, as Mellissa repeated the usual words of a preacher. “Whatever, be your problem and no matter what situation you are in please Pray! You will see the debts going fully away from your Life”, this time old lady was filled with mixed emotions of despair, dissatisfaction and tears. “He cares for you, Mam. Don’t Give up too easily! Just make that one prayer, you will see Miracles”, “Whatever!!” the old lady sighed again, as Melissa spoke about Christ’s providence for her need. The call filled with rage, Tears, Despair and empathy had to conclude with a Hopeless sigh and it concluded. Not knowing what else can be done, Mellissa whispered a silent prayer to Jesus Christ, for the poor helpless Old New Yorker.

Days passed, so did two years, with years more sins, job swaps and windmills of lifetime changes! December 2004, so far away from the nerd years of 2002, Mellisa once received a mail package, quickly followed up with phone call on her personal Phone number. Trying to re-collect, she enquired for more details of this American calling on her cell phone- for she never knew any American personally. She called out her “real name” and said “don’t you remember me? You made so much of a change with that sales call of yours!”. Little was this expected!! “How on earth did she trace a address and phone number of an ex-employee of an outsourcing firm, way far from her Country and with just a pseudo name??”, Mellisa gasped with surprise!! She was happy to hear from the Old lady though, coz she was the very last person (till 2004) that she has advocated Christ to. The Old American lady, all happy and excited, thanked Mellisa for her comforting words in the past. She went on to say how she accepted Christ and how He has helped her over time with the tangled debts. She did claim that she has not fully got out of the debts, but through the Grace of Christ, she has been able to smoothly mange two years. She was nearing her pay-off of all her loans! Her mail package contained a Christmas card, Thank you letter and contact details. Mellisa could not contain her gratitude towards God for helping this old lady. It felt more like a hard pinch, especially when life had sucked her into to the sinful ways of the world. But she promptly thanked Jesus Christ (now who was more of a strange God to Mellisa– for personal reasons) and moved on with life.

There is no trace or remembrance of the old Lady, not even her name!! Not sure if she is Alive or Dead! But the Truth Remains, The old lady in her 50’s (as best she could be identified) was saved that day through Christ. The job was useless and futile, but Mellisa could have been placed on that job on that day particularly to re-Instate Christ’s Providence for the old lady. Thanks to her for letting Mellisa know after years, otherwise, she would have never knew that her plain words worked to be saving instruments of redemption by Christ. Hope, Mellisa gets to meet the old New Yorker in Heaven someday J

Lesson: Boldly proclaim Christ to those in need. One can never imagine what fruits a plain word of Gospel could Yield. I’ve had testimonies as to how suicides were stopped, marriages were sustained, and addictions were set free, through those right words at the right time. So, as the Holy Spirit leads, boldly (and of course, appropriately) reassure His ray of hope.

Happiness in Small things

2010-05-30T08:51:00.005-04:00

Came across the following pearls of truth on the web, thought it's worth sharing around:

"Little pocket money changed to huge pay cheques, but gave less happiness.

A single Samosa plate changed to a full pizza, but with less hunger

Bike in reserve changed to car with full tank, but with less places to visit

Few local brand jeans changed to designer wears, but less occasions to wear" - Unknown

Growing old with time, comes with life’s own shredding away of good tidings. The universal perception of humanity, sharing to care for those around, innocence, blindfold trust in God supreme (without questioning His existence), sprit to unveil never ending opportunities, doing what the heart feels right ( and not what people around feel is right)…..the list can go on and on. Speaking right from within, in the present age I come across those earning well-settled individuals, who are just bothered of two things: Power Status and Money Inflows. Not quenched with God’s blessing and never contended with their Status Hierarchy, flatter with their sweet-tongued honey dripping lips only to lay traps to get ahead or stay securely rooted within their perused journey. Melting glaciers and Antarctica eruptions are far less threatening than for a “Christian” to live in a world filled with ruthless, wealth fanatical, caste/ community infatuated, growth obsessed wolves of the world. I say “Christian” not to religion, but to one who has their sins forgiven by heart and made child like lamb, through Christ. I have more to demarcations to add, which God-willing will be drafted through another post. But this is the testimony the one who’s walked in all wrong ways and lived a life that would bring shame to my Maker. Dollars or Lakh of Rupees, Designer labels or exquisite platters, Spa's or Degree from that reputed University, on four wheels or up in the Air, …. “Life’s Best of Best experiences lie in smallest and simplest of things”.

Tidbi Thougts

2010-04-04T05:39:00.003-04:00

Arbitrary Quote: " No two souls are made for each other, we just make ourselves to BE THERE for each other" :)

Spiritual Tidbits: Divine Revelations

2010-04-04T02:56:00.005-04:00

She took her flight into realm of glory. To a province for the immaculate and a land reserved for the pure. A spherical rock-strewn dome, clogged the view outside, but with curiosity she fluttered her fresh wings to make it through the rear way. Little could she ever phantom, the splendor within….

Like a zillion of crystals and diamonds melted to run out in free flow, so was the water gushing out of its falls from the heights of the rocky dome. The water was radiant, a silver shining, a luminous robe beaming out its falls into the pool surrounded by splendiferous circumference of jade nursery. The flora was fresh, shimmering and imperial green, just one leaf from this portion of vegetates would put the universe of Emeralds to shame. In its terrain plane, were other souls rejoicing, refreshing their core and bracing the created beauty. She settled her wings beside them to deeply sense within herself the glory of this realm. The scenic model of the waterfall can be well compared to that of the earth’s crust; but the splendor, sparkle and royalty within each of the nature created in heavenly realm, can never ever be comprehended by human mind. It may be insanity to the blind, foolish to the wise (for themselves), but it does not matter, for the experience revived the sense of being in her. Water-light was she, careless and safe in her maker’s land. Deeply immersed in His grandeur she felt resting at peace in the bay of the waterfall. After her soul’s content, she raised her wings muscle to explore more. May be it was not approved yet, hence she had to glide through a vast pasture (neatly trimmed to blanket the ground) soiled to nurture the tall lofty trees. Its stature was similar to Palm trees, but their heights ascended as giant, elevated high above the ground. She soared through above, with quench to see more, but it was withheld.

Years went by, things moved on; life took its course, and little did she ever realize the glory of what was revealed to her. November 11, 2009, 8 years later, she received the Anointing of Oil brimming fully she now realizes every revelation for its actual essence…..It may seem Delusional but with a smile she whispers “The Truth is simple and those who shall thrist for it, will soon see it"

If God was a Communist…..

2010-03-14T05:23:00.001-04:00

In the making............

Recipe for Loneliness

2010-02-14T08:32:00.012-05:00

“When you walk in the dark, even your shadow does not follow you”

So said Adolf Hitler, a cold-blooded Nazi, who rose to heights to satiate his obsessive hunger for power.

There are many leaders, politicians and people in influential places, who snooze through the deserts of loneliness each day. For any of their sociable gestures are but within the line of unspoken periphery, inside which there are no sentiments or favoritism or human bounds of any kind (so to avoid others from taking leverage over one’s plain courteousness). In this era headed toward globalization, most individuals are more than triumphant to lucratively bank for their physical needs of food, clothes and shelter. Indeed most of the white collared professionals are well-resourced to splurge their surplus on superfluous merchandises. But, these very people, who have all the money in the world to make them happy, are seldom satisfied on this journey called life. Sometimes it makes me wonder, if it is this life’s very emptiness that alters them to a selfish state to obsessively chase for Money, Power and Luxury. So do we find Happiness in them? We all know the end of Sir. Adolf Hitler….It sure was futile.

Reminded of a dialogue of the widow mother to her recently widowed daughter, in the movie P.S: I Love you: “I know you are lonely, I’m too, but at least we all are together in this loneliness”. Ironical as it may sound, but yes we all may seem happy from outside, but deep down within, the core of every heart, there foams, lava of discontent, a sense of untold loss, poignant thoughts of those broken dreams……Words can’t capture the colossal avatars of Loneliness. Your tears could have been crystallized through years; blood oozed from your hurt soul could have now clogged with no fellow soul to notice; your desire to simply “be understood/wanted” may now be just a hallucination, far from reality; you may have become Zombie, walking dead, with personal little desires buried and living through the routine scheduled responsibilities. Rich or poor, Political Leader or civilian, Influential or layman, you or me, married or single :-) *(1), we all as social animals are connected with the same cord. Are on the same plane! Are together in our loneliness! Collectively wanting for something from outside to make us happy within…..

Born from a mediocre family that’s been struggling through financial hurdles, I was no exception. Since my childhood days, I’ve felt rejected. Parents who could provide the best of life’s best for me, somehow could not shore up to my wants for their special exclusive love. Formative decade at school was cocooned within walls of isolation, a defense shield from those bulling and teasing fellow mates. Friends who dawned up later, swiftly moved on at the same tempo they walk in. But, yet there on this boulevard of loneliness I was not alone, as I thought it might be. There was someone who’s been all along. He kept me going. His name is Jesus Christ!!! It may be tough for a neo-generational, techno-professional, semi-computerized personality, to count on someone unseen to quench one’s thirst of loneliness. But, I’ve always felt His real-time comfort during those downhill gloomy interludes of life. Hours muted through solitude, has always ended in His enlightening companionship. I just don’t assume He’s there, but have felt and known His presence carrying me through. I’m happy, Joyful and contented – Just because of Him.

Happiness is from outside is momentary and is very much relative to its environment. Happiness quotient fluctuates with how our-others treat us. It’s always possible to be excessively happy on the outside, be rich and of High power and yet intrinsically feel lonely and miserable. But Joy, that Jesus Christ gives is everlasting and from within. Joy is not relative to its environment and no matter how shoddier your loved ones treat you, you will experience brimming peace inside your heart’s core. It’s would be feasible to reside in worst of life’s miseries and yet be joyful. He is as Real as your wants are... He is the one who can make you feel Joyful from within.....He is the lone gratification for all that lava of bitter discontent…. He is the only recipe for your loneliness.

Being lost, means nothing more to lose. So, why not try Jesus Christ, before you sink further deep in your ocean of problems and head nowhere. Make a Simple Prayer*(2) … Probe Him, if He’s for Real?, Ask Him to show up just once, in your life… it will just be astounding to comprehend God’s way... You will never ever feel lonely again…..

*(1) Married people are lonelier than singles
*(2) Am not being conventional repeating what preachers before my times have sermonized. This is my experience for ‘REAL’. A REALITY that God wishes to help each lament soul with.

Arbitrary Thoughts

2010-01-25T23:41:00.001-05:00

Realize it’s almost close to a year since my last posting on Dreamer’s Journal. Not a good sign!!! Being a writer one would realize that blogging is not just concerned on getting one’s random thoughts on e-print. It’s more about conversations from soul that take vivid images as words so to appeal its unknown audience. It’s an outpour psyche, when those intimate folks whom we look up to for their time, are too busy living (Zombie’s), their programmed livelihood. It’s anguish of the sprit that battles against all social prejudices. It’s an essence of being and staying alive. To me writing is not a talent reserved for the intellect. It’s a masterpiece that can be crafted by any patient mind, who is primed to wait for words….

Started off this post to write down an excuse for my blogging break and here am I, scripting about Blogging!!!!!!!!!! :-(

Birthday at Queensland Amusement Park

2009-04-30T03:10:00.004-04:00

April’29th 2009, it was a sure Birthday to remember!!! The daylight hours spent in an amusement park with friends, made all the real life troubles seem insignificant. After all, we were all born to be “simply happy”. But down the lifelane we pick up a superfluous baggage called “Relationships”, an emotional attachment that is ideally sought for support, in reality limits one’s true potential to shine as individual human beings.

It would be worth to record the identity of the entire crew, which boarded the four wheeled flight to Queensland, Chennai. Sharon (my childhood buddy), Meena (as she prefers to be called- a MCA first class degree holder who is a housewife, doing nothing at home), Anita (an Engineering student, who was persistent about the venue Queensland and made this event happen), Karthick (Sharon’s Adopted son and a budding doctor who played chauffeur with his high technology fancy Skoda Octavia) and the two little princes Abel and Ajay (who fill the atmosphere with joy and happiness with just their mere presence)

Never in 27 years, do I remember celebrating my B’day with so much energy and elation. The very thought of not having a need to please someone or behave pseudo or having no strings of any kind attached, liberated my inner mind to superior self-realization to responsibly live everyday for it’s moment. Thank you folks, for making my day memorable :-) thank you Sharon for bringing your battalion along :-)

“happenings and possibilities”,

2009-03-06T18:19:00.002-05:00

There lies on my desk a bright red note book. The first page of the ruled book reads “contents are very private and not available for you to sneak”. Named as “happenings and possibilities”, I fashioned a hard copy of my journal today. Made my New Year resolutions in March :(, Reflected on the good tidings and penned down my aspirations for the year 2009.

Two months has gone by, and so little has been achieved. Every breath of air that fills my gut every second, feels like a gift and kind of sense that I’m expected to optimize much more from each bestowed day. Why do I suddenly feel that 24hrs is just too little a time available for us to call it a day? :)

Attention-deficit/hyperactivity disorder (ADD/ADHD)

2009-02-24T17:44:00.003-05:00

Note: This is a Article that was re-written from the web, for my content writing job. It's note-worthy to post this as a article over my blog, for it can create self-awareness of a disorder that has no symptoms, operation or scientific treatment.

Attention-deficit/hyperactivity disorder (ADD/ADHD) a condition that affects children and adults is an attention deficit disorder. As a genetically inherited mental disorder, the condition is diagnosed during early school years, and when not treated then can continue into teens and adulthood. ADD symptoms manifest in each child or adult differently, specific to their physical and social condition, when it interferes in victim’s ability to function sanely at school, work or home. While Children with this disorder have problems in paying attention or concentration, the adults are characterized with difficulty with time management, organizational skills and goal setting. They have also proven to have personal issues relating to relationships, self-esteem, and drug addictions.

Causes of Attention-deficit Disorder:
While Researchers are still study the brain for appropriate reasons, heredity, chemical imbalance, brain developmental changes and head injury are often reported as primary reasons to cause the Attention-deficit Disorder. Additionally Poor nutrition, infections, and substance abuse (including cigarette and alcohol use) during pregnancy may be other factors contributing to the disorder.
Symptoms in Children:
Impulsive: The child having difficulty waiting for his turn, interrupts to do an action without thinking ahead of the consequences.
Hyperactivity: With no patience to behave with mannerisms the Child relentlessly squirms and fidgets. Has problems playing quietly and talks excessively
Inattention: Easily distracted with imaginations the child finds it a challenge to follow directions or staying focused. Being forgetful about daily activities the lad often has problems in organizing tasks.

Symptoms in Adults:
Though dissimilar the behavioral symptoms in adults include low self esteem, anxiety, forgetfulness, impulsiveness, procrastination, mood swings, and depression. Employment and relationship problems are also evident among adults with HDAD.

Treatment for ADD:
Attention-deficit/hyperactivity disorder cannot be Cured but certain stimulant medications can help control the disruptive symptoms of impulsiveness and hyperactivity. Certain anti-depressants also have proved to increase the attention span of the patient. These days the therapists deploy psychological behavioral adjustments, to better motivate and treat the disorder. Behavior modification specifically encourages the patient to harvest the good deeds and discourages any problem thought/action thus gradually diminishing unpleasant repulsive symptoms. Counseling, special education, social skills training and group workshops also influences the victim’s mind to better manage frustrations/emotions thus improving their self esteem and morale positively. Studies also suggest that Omega-3 supplements are also proven to be successful in treating this type of mental disorder.
It’s critical that Children with ADHD should seek professional help. If Left untreated, these illnesses can hold children hostage for life, for low-self esteem will interfere drastically in school, employment or relationship. Medically structured diagnosis and treatments, will help the child minimize his disorderly behavior and develop his core strengths, so for him to become a positive, productive, health citizen.

Sevens day to Bid Adieu

2009-02-20T11:43:00.002-05:00

Seven more days and I will bid farewell to the night shift job that had coiled me for nearly seven years. The road had been long! Waking when the sun sets, wearing make-up when folks at home settle to rest, driving to work when thousands in the city are heading back, tour through the empty roads on lonely early mornings or hitting the bed when the India rises up… On Feb 27Th the Friday, with relief I'll Bid Adieu to the Curse of night shift jobs...

Sympathy and deepest condolences for those sleepless souls who waste their youth and health trying to make a career in Night shift operations.

Seven pounds on Valentine's Day

2009-02-13T21:47:00.002-05:00

Sensed my heart melt away with Tim’s stolen moments Emily…
Gasped at the heights to which goodness can take wings to
Felt frozen watching his seven pounds (heart) remain with her forever
Wordless am I, coming to think of love in its divine state

‘Love is patient; Love is kind’ words from I Chor13 that were typed over to me recently echoes relentlessly now.

Yes!
‘Love is patient; Love is kind’
“Love is selfless”
“Love trusts; Love hopes”
Yes it always preserve….
‘Love is patient; Love is kind’
‘Love is patient; Love is kind’!!!!!

Good samaritans from Chennai

2009-02-05T10:35:00.000-05:00

“Two men are following me” I could see them slow down so to catch pace with the black swift, and get a glimpse of its driver. I did casually notice the rider of the bike watching me at the traffic jam near Ahok pillar. Paying no heed, I choose to purposely disregard the bikers and be immersed in my ocean of thoughts. Thoughts which trenched through the oceans of life, relationships, love, loneliness, hope and God, paused along with the brakes at sight of red signals only to see the bikers to my right, keenly looking at me. I should have been petrified, should have steered faster but wearily I scorned the idiocy of the bikers to trail after someone like me. Turning away and looking forward, i accelerated the car at 25km/hr, slowly to near my house. Thought the bikers should have detoured near Thirumangalam jjcomplex , obviously silly pleasures don’t last long. But, only when I parked the car at home did I know that i was being chased all over. The strangers, who were just talking glimpses, were now in home gates wanting to talk to me. What could a stranger have to talk with a girl of my age? Does he not realize the shamefulness of his deed to come behind me? From inside my house gates, I furiously looked to see the guys take away their helmets,

“Please don’t mistake me. I have a sister who looks like you and I was concerned about you” the words of the biker came out with social concern. “Please tell me what is your problem in life, whatever it is we will ensure to do whatever best that is possible of us” words continued with a want to do something. I kind of comprehended the situation and figured out the reason for the biker’s chase “we saw you weeping so deeply and we were scared that you may commit any unforeseen attempts, please tell us your problem. Are you parents in your house, may be we can offer our help to them” the words came one after another, just wanting to support the unknown cause. Rewinding the incident, the bikers who initially glimpsed at my ethic saree wear soon watched my eyes emote it’s thoughts of life and hopelessness. They saw the tears turning to cry and the cries turning to moans and the moans that turned back to silence. Little did they know that explicit emote was deep rooted from the recent years and no help or support but from Christ can console me from it.

I thanked the bikers for the genuine goodness and requested them to leave. Refusing to acknowledge any problem, I walked away from them so to lock myself in. It should have been embarrassing for those decent men, especially when all they intended to do was help. Regretting their goodness they left my residence. I don’t know their names. Nor about their whereabouts. But to show unadulterated goodness to a stranger they should have been souls with superior humaneness. Reminds me of the Good Samaritan parable in Luke Chap11, may be I should term them that way. May God bless those bikers!!

India and Slum Dog Billionaire

2009-01-19T17:31:00.011-05:00

“You wanna see a bit of real India, Here it is”

The Piercing tone of Battered Jamal Malik explodes in rage, when a local police cop strikes to defend the American tourist’s car theft. The tone that gains the sympathy and payment from the tourists also takes to stage the catastrophe of the local civilians to the sophisticated global audience.

India is a land of Diversity! Sky Scrapping IT infrastructures views through its windowpane the slum dwellers and road-side vagabonds. 7-star luxury hotels that lavishly host their celebrity customers, stands tall alongside the matchbox shaped asbestos-wooden tea shops, which provide for blue collared laborers. The E-class Benz and bull-a carts share the same chaotic roads that are filled with performers who are tagged as beggars.
India also stands in Unity against its diversity! With Hindu’s across different states (positioned poles apart), uniformly combat against the minority Muslims and Christians. Blue collared and the stylish white- collared, likewise bribe the government officers to make their affairs legally possible. The politicians, capitalists and Bollywood stars work together with the underworld Don’s so to preserve the synchronized support while making a commercial leverage. The rich and the poor together thirstily desire for the same kind of harlots, of course the one’s who actualizes does so with his wealth and the one’s who can’t, hunt down their innocent prey victims.

A developing country like India has much strength to boast about. The legislations both the Law and justices Act’s’ are the nation's most imperative asset, competently and skillfully drafted so to mount the status of every individual citizen who contributes to the success of its Marco economy. Despite this asset – Bharat’s very own strategic protocol for improvement, the advancements in the field of science, technology and education, has done nothing to eliminate the nation’s shame. The Moneyed Indians (unlike the historic white skinned British’s), still have the power. The poor Indians are still exploited for generating more money for the already moneyed. Poverty still remains the primary exhibit of Indian Face to the west. Our shame still takes stage as best documentary movies to qualify as best on the golden globe awards.

Indian Author Vikas Swarup, through his abstract characters navigates the plot fittingly through a series of environs, which brings to limelight theis factual face of MotherIndia. By knotting simple game show questions to answers that take root from poverty, illicitness, immorality and conflicts of a poor metro dweller, Mr. Swarup has graciously given the world unoffending scenarios of authentic India. Authentic India who’s authenticity can be viewed both sympathetic or as object ridicule.
Thanks to Daniel Bolye for introducing the plot of the Indian author on screen to the western/global audience. He for sure has shown a a bit of REAL INDIA, through the play called Slum Dog Millionaire :)

Mad Tidbit Thoughts

2008-11-10T11:48:00.002-05:00

There times when I feel battered,
In those deserted depressed interlude phases…
With no soul to love, Or no friend to care
When people, who I think are close, abandon me to seek better things of life
Days when I silently observe my dear one let go of me
Moments when only those seven reaffirming words echo from within
“Press on; for this too shall pass”
Yes “press on – For this too shall pass”

Insanely said “I can’t be happy that I’m happy today; nor can I be sad that I’m sad today” For in this mysterious journey called life, I seek only to press on- for each day comes with it’s own roller coaster bundles of joy and sorrow.

Live Consciously :)

Indian War on Minorities

2008-09-30T17:01:00.001-04:00

This is a chronicle of the Small town’s fight of 1998 that turned to be a nation wide war in 2008. A story of a decade long strategy, that gained political alliance to steadily infiltrate against the sanctified. A War on the minorities, a war on Christians.

Christians the most peaceful and relatively powerless of the minorities constitute less than 3% of the Indian’s population. Yet amidst those creeds that authorized practices to suppress the weaker sects, the missionaries and churches (of 18th century) came to aid so to uplift their social and living conditions of the poorest of poor. Today most Orphanages, Old age homes, Leprosy- AIDS rehabilitation centers, Tsunami Relief works, home for the destitute women, stand to showcase those few of the many untold community services that every Indian Church undertakes every month of the calendar year. Most of the premier colleges in India are the ones set-up by the Christian missionaries. The education renovation in the otherwise traditionally amateurish 19th century multitude was quite a dream, until the Christian pioneers brought to the streets those schooling that were then only meant for the rich.

As Followers of Christ, they preached Peace – against violence, Propagated Welfare – against customarily rich biased society, Sheltered and comforted the emotionally Broken Hearted souls – Against some non-realistic trance sort of rites (rites that called every suffering a fate/destiny/Karma and refused to wipe away the tears of the deprived). That was the only Charge sheet against the speechless lambs of His Herd. Inspirational deeds that transformed lives is now deceitfully reworded as “forceful or fraudulent conversations” so to device a tactic to destruct the unarmed.

The Church Alters stand ruined. Bibles are charred to ashes. More than thousands brutally beaten up (nationwide). More than hundred stabbed/ killed (nationwide). One man Chopped to 75 pieces (Orissa). Nun’s and Christian women Raped. All this for practicing Christianity in a so called secular Country – India. Considering the catastrophe of the incidents, any other tribe would have backfired instantaneously in no time, at least so to defend its own rights. But, here at churches, I see sermons and prayers recited to forgive and love the paranoid fighters (Politically aggravated local gundas).
Reminds me of a Epilogue of Christ before Crucifixion. A time when The Pharisees accused Jesus for “misleading the nation” and when the soldiers mocked /spat on his sinless face for leisure. A moment when 7-9inch long iron nails where driven into his Wrists/ ankles and a time when he was nearing brutal crucifixion, he prayed out loud to the heavens
“Father forgive them; for they No not what they are doing” [Luk23]

Forgiveness and love, is for sure the only shield of Christian defense. This is a time to gather strength and show the world what is takes to be a follower of Christ.
“He forgave our iniquities; do we have the heart to forgive nation’s illicit rioters?”
“He loved us while we were still sinners; are we willing to love our adversaries”
“He died for us; do we have the courage to Live for him?”

Now is the time! The Time to show Christ still lives through the heart of his believers.

Windmills of Ms. Condoleeza Rice

2008-07-25T18:19:00.002-04:00

Windmills of God (WOG) - Sidney Sheldon; Character: Mrs. Mary Ashley
Windmills of Time (WOT); Character: Ms. Condoleeza Rice

Academic WOG: a Political Science professor at the University of Kansas.
Academic WOT : political Science Professor at the Stanford university

Strength WOG: Was a Specialist on the issues of Romania..
Strength WOT: was a specialist on the Soviet Union affairs. At a 1985, meeting of arms control experts at Stanford, Rice’s performance drew the attention of Brent Scowcroft, who had served as National Security Advisor. Scowcroft returned to the White House as National Security Adviser in 1989, and asked Rice to become his Soviet expert on the United States National Security Council.

WOG Political View: Captivates Mr. President (US), so much that he repeatedly persuades her to take ambassadorship into the iron Curtain Country
WOT Political View: President George W Bush was “captivated” by Rice, and relied heavily on her advice in his dealings with Mikhal Gorbachev and Boris Yeltsin

WOG Achievements: outstandingly succeeds, in spite of the challenges of the secret conspiracies. Settles the Long monopolistic government disputes of Romania and innocently devastate the members of the secret society
WOT Achievements: Gaza Withdrawal, Border Crossings dealings, Israeli-Palestinian conflict negotiations, Israel-Lebanon conflict negotiations……………so goes on and on

Final Word: Windmills of God consigned Ms. Ashley to continue her ambassadorship job in spite of the diabolical international conspiracy. Wonder if the Windmills of Time will consign Ms. Rice to be the republican McCain's running mate or get back to Stanford (as she wishes to)?

AFRICA - Richest yet the poorest

2008-06-03T12:14:00.018-04:00

Africa - A world leader of Ancient Days, Crowned for earliest, urbanized and longest civilizations,
is now barren. Waiting for Aid. Hoping against hope, to see another sunrise, another day.

Rich of Nature’s abundance the continent is well resourced with mineral reservoirs that has the muscle to make this continent an economic super power. Platinum, Gold , diamonds, petroleum, manganese, limestone, salt, uranium, copper, cobalt, zinc, iron ore, phosphates, potash, bauxite, gypsum, soda ash, rubies., titanium, tin ore, asbestos, coal, clay, lead and Cobalt are just a few of the many depots in every country of the Arican Union . The continent contributes 48 per cent of its diamonds, 29 per cent of its gold, 48 per cent of its platinum and 46 per cent of the world's chromium to global markets. A land with OIL reserves of 75.4 billion barrels (world's 10th largest reserve) that offers over 40 types of crude oil. It is also interesting to note that "One third of the world's new discoveries of Oil since 2000 have taken place in Arfica" "One third of the world's new discoveries of Oil since
2000, have taken place in Africa"

{Makes me wonder why Global gaints are swiflty behind Middle-east for oil, when there are huge reserves in this continent that welcomes international investors.}

Despite, UN still lists 34 of the 50 nations on the UN list of least developed countries are in Africa. 32.8 million Africans live with HIV; 2.5 million are newly infected of HIV and 2 million loose their lives to AIDS. Lowest literacy Levels, superstions, Slave Trade, malnutrition, Hunger, Poverty, corrupt Governments, Military conflicts (not to forget the Darfur Conflict and it’s victims), inadequate water supply and limited supply of health care – if there is one continent that could have it all it’s AFRICA. Internet is a luxury, Computers is a asset for the rich, Laptops are definitely for the wealthiest (could have been different if OLPC was implemented), Technology is for the most highly educated, TV and radio are proudly owned goods of the middle-class, it's poorest make their living on less than Rs.40 ($1) a day.....

Now the Historic leader, the most primitive urban civilizations now stands barren, waiting for your Aid. Hoping against hope for your care, to see another sunrise through your eyes, to live another day in your support…Is there anything, we as fellow brothers can do to bring smile to these innocent faces?

Spiritual Bits

2008-05-26T13:36:00.005-04:00

Failures n depressing lonely moments were my bread since the past 6 years. They could have come by to show me the way God judges His Beloveds. Had not sinned, I may have been spared, but it’s through my inconsistent mind, I gave in to every temptation that promised short-lived pleasures. Accounting my trespass, God judged by allowing time to stretch its hands & shorten my territory (friends, love & money to have fun, which was my only drive to dwell). I was alone, all alone without a soul to understand or shower any affection. Worst was when I bribed people to get attention. Flooded gifts to make some folks my best friends, spent most of what I earned on people, so that I may get some kindness n comfort in return. Of course I earned their lifetime friendship but deep inside emotionally I was not quenched. Their Bond was conditional subject to their availability. There were many times I questioned the very purpose of my existence with no soul to care. But in the recent month there has been supernatural positive re-assurance within my spirit.

Lately the happenings seem to be quite familiar to that when I was a fresh college nerd. Did I hear Yogi Peter Berra say “it like déjà Vu all over again” .
The sequence of friendly reunions; professional singing for an album; memory anchors; studying at leisure; crossroads of choosing between options; job search so on and so forth….History might repeat itself but over the span of 6 years, God has indeed taught me to respond positive to the challenges of life/time. Though at the present time am swarmed with friends there will be my responsibility to prioritize the worthy and practise being emotionally independent. Though there are many chores to be completed in a given 24 hours, but not a day will pass without quite times with Chirst and physical fitness regimes. For I have found a new reason to Live and the Reason is “am fearfully and wonderfully made”. I may be given another 50 years to join the Death, by then I will need to make the best from the Gift of Life bestowed by God himself. Failures or Success, end of it all only two things matter: Me and God.

Ezekiel 16 in one of my best favourite’s chapters that kept me from further sinning and reminded me of God’s presence in my downhill phase.

Happiness of God’s abundant blessings is just around the Corner of my life and the journal will stand as witness of his Mighty deeds.

Personnel Growth Strategy - A Corporate game by itself

2008-05-20T19:15:00.004-04:00

“Where do you want to be five years from now?” A question so trivial, yet asked in every other interview panel. For me the bullet was triggered from my favorite South-Indian (Tamil :)) CEO with whom I hold my current employment with.

There are many sugar coated answers to that introspective question. But are today’s office goers truly aiming big and scheduling their mundane tasks in line with the set self- goals. Commercial world today is in desperate need of hiring intellects (not the complete package called human being but only brains) for their various needs of operations, administration, finance, Human resource, marketing … … …(blanks that always keep sprouting up). The organizational structure is laid out in place alongside with the hint manuscript of growth prospects for existing employees to shift roles. The only price tag “based on your performance”. In the process of better performing in the job at hand, the existing employee seldom probe the purpose of incentive proposed or comprehend the master brain of the complete mirage structure.

“Increase the revenues, cut down the cost” has been the survival mantra of families, organizations and incorporations. Corporate giants today are devising strategically to earn optimum returns with their current investments specifically their internal customers called employees. Increasing the company patriotism or promoting responsibilities or appraising the compensation by few thousands bucks or sacking a vegetate low performer; the bottom line spells retention of the best. In bribing illusions called prospects the board gets to enjoy the whole flock perform to its fullest speedily. To live up to the pledge, one best of the flock (best in view of the bosses and big bosses) gets a credit of promotion. A dream attained after quiet a lot of time.

So much time the passes by never to return that one really focuses of scaling up him qualifications to get ahead in his career. There has been debates between experience or education and yet another debate or support (operations) or revenue generation (sales).
A individual value chart is scaled how good he is educationally qualified and how much money can he bring into the company’s account.

There may be several success stories of school drop out turning corporate giants. But in today’s world can one imagine a 12th grade kid being your project manager? Some where street smart to take risks and make it to the levels of entrepreneurs, but to excel diplomatically there is a need to for formal higher education.
Taking about operations and sales, most of the CEO’s, CTO’s, CFO’s or even the MD have deep roots called sales (of course finance equally as well) on their profile called experience. Support’s growth scales-up like a tortoise (May it be that IT sect of tortoises get a luxurious hosting) but the real ministers are those revenue makers for the king called Managing Director.

Management studies have evolved so much of a theory in this era. But rarely one realizes these Values, morale, policies, structure, processes are all mirage, framed to attract more clients, generate greater profits and retain current resources (for it’s relatively costlier to buy a fresh brain). So next time someone asks you “where do you see five years from now?” it time you think seriously about your own strategy for success. The choice lies to pretend loyal, get mundane promotions and earn few thousands more or to get equipped to be an intrepreneur or entrepreneur. Again, Personnel Growth Strategy is a Corporate game to earn better profits.

As for me, five years from now I will be 30 and by then I will need to seriously work on scaling up to a level called Motherhood :) (obviously a lighter note)

People, Power, Money - Warfeild & game of life

2008-05-15T08:13:00.011-04:00

Technical Skills, Communication Skills, Business Skills, Negotiation Skills, so on and so forth, to add medals to the positivity a professional. But, there is yet one key skill that goes foremost from a small scale local business to billion dollars worldwide revenue makers. A skill that can take you to heights if used right or Keep me safe in a shell called current position, if not used at all. Some call it Influential Skills; Some call it Building Rapport; some call it Survival of Fittest; I refer the cold war as “Office Politics”. One may ignore it, react harshly back, observe passively or not be aware of anything at all, but “Organizational politics” is a grounded neo business Reality.

Jeffrey Pfeffer notes that Management is itself a political activity. Prof. Jean Hartley, Warwick Business School, 2006 says “For an organisation to achieve success in today’s complex environment, you cannot afford to turn a blind eye to the political dimension of your business or service”. Global managers found “navigating organisational politics” to be a key issue with 65% saying it was either difficult or very difficult.– Courtesy: web

Peeling off the first skin, I’m Encountered with the primary layer called “dirty Politics”. People here are seen as lower Cadre with strong technical skills. Not sure if for their lack of functional skills or gene stereotype, they opt to get to the top by glory-hogging their superiors, Gossiping, Back biting, deliberately lying and showing their own self as uniquely talented by putting down their co-peers. They praise to have their ideas accepted instead of others (trust me; these folks in real life are as weak as new born child for their base is just an empty ego). They are highly provocative and often personal.

“Others fall is their rise; they would sell their souls to get their prize: Dirty Politics”.

Dissecting further I’m thrilled with my new find called “competent Politics”. Tongue which is slow to talk (especially to commit a certain thing); eyes keen to observe (or scan the environment), after several keen observations a mind that forms unbiased perspective, judgements which are locked within the secret doors called Self, Customized behaviour to cater gauged mindsets so to give and get the best of what they want to make it to the top. People here are found in Middle and upper cadre, featured with strong Business Skills and powered with vigilant EGO. With leadership on his genes, he understands the rewards of win-win; by valuing his peers (at least pretending to) he prepares a regiment of faithful soldiers who can spine his battalion. He does not protrude his sting by striking his foe back immediately for it is short-lived (You beat me and give it back double-fold, as kiddie as it may sound). He is known as Positive leader with sky-scraping influential skills.

“He is determined of his Prize but is confidential and conscious in executing his strategy: Competent Politics”

Politically Competent people try to build positive relationships all around them (from low level office security/cleaner to high level bosses). Higher your reputation is, the more you are known for your influence. Organization politics is quiet time bound, today’s winner become tomorrow looser. But, one who is trusted and committed does better in the long run. With self-interest as the lowest priority (but yes as a priority), I’ve planned to focus more on what best I can give to integrate real value in others (both my boss – measured with revenue and peers – measured with genuine appreciation).

Play Politics the smart way; be known for your morals and ethics; influence your peers and see yourself mounted to heights.

Reminded of a Boost Energy Drink Ad tag "loosers will always have excuses and winner will always have the energy to beat them"

Live Consiously :)

Tidbid Thoughts

2008-05-13T17:21:00.015-04:00

Thought 1: The more Philosophical a mind can think, the less practical or logical it is likely to be.

'Thought 1' re-phrased: Philosophy is temporary escape for the weak, who refuse to respond positively to an harsh reality.

A great philosopher is often quiet idiotic to further reason out or judge every said happening to be worthless. While the world is busy having fun and moving forward with economy, technology, inventions (etc..,), philosophers prefer keep their mind paralyzed by asking “why?” "how?" "what will be?"...Sounds more of irrational (rather stupid ) concept, that has ever been accepted by mankind as one of a significant branch of study.

Whew! What a Philosophical view about Philosophy :)

Fools Rush!

2008-04-28T18:12:00.010-04:00

It was my birthday eve and I was pretending to sleep. My eyes were closed but my senses were picking up clues of my husband waiting for our clock to strike 12 o clock. Surprise he wakes me up with a kiss “Happy Birthday, love. Look what I have got for you!” He turns me around towards the other side of the room where lay the Black forest with its candle lit to brighten up our souls. The laptop plays the wishes song and he claps to sing along. I cut the first piece out, doge it near his mouth and then eat it all myself. With lovable fury he avenges, with his piece over my face and there love starts to game. Minutes pass by, and we decide to hit the sack for I know it will be a long day tomorrow. While he takes a warm shower, I end cleaning the room. “It’s getting late for me; you need to come out fast” I shout at the sight of my clock ticking 1.00 am. “Well baby, it wouldn’t be late and we can save up also some water, if only…” am dragged all in!

Day breaks in and at serve of morning green tea, he tells about his plans to stay home. Trying to capitalize the best of this day, I think of the variety foods that can be served at the Kings royal table. Starting from soup, starters, main course and dessert I sketch out the groceries that were to be bought. While he watched “pirates of Caribbean” with the green tea running cold; I drive out to shop – still thinking what best could I do to make the day memorable. After close to two hours I step back into our palace to see him still watching another chapter of the Jack Sparrow. With sigh I start cleaning the meat and within no time he follows to slice down the vegetables. Somehow he always loves to help me out in the dishes and I let him be happy in doing what he does the best. Cooking together gets so much of a fun than a chore by itself. Every dish gets its unique ingredient of love; the flavor of happiness; the taste of romance…A bright scorching ray of sunlight!!!

The messy bedroom screen is pulled out by my maid and there I woke up laughing my dream away.….

New entrant to Bloggers world

2008-04-15T07:06:00.001-04:00

Am all excited and happy for my Best Friend has decided to pen down her thoughts through Blogspot. Sometimes, texts speak sharper than a spoken word. Let’s the recipient feel the written emotions, as it intended by its sender.

World wide web here comes, "A trip - From the heart"- an untold story of the imprisoned writer and philosopher. Poke in at http://anitas007.blogspot.com

Born to shame the ordinary?

2008-04-10T18:20:00.015-04:00

He Was born Prematurely
He survived, when his twin sister expired
He is mentally Challenged
He is Blind
He is a Musical Genius
He is Derek Paravicini
Born to Ms. Mary Ann Hanbury, Derk lived in Redhill College for the Blind, where he did not discern or know even to cloth or feed himself. Now at the age of 26 years, he has an I.Q of a 4 year old. But something that made him extraordinarily Unique was his brain. With His ability of hearing, processing, and creating music, he can tell apart every note of the chord and play it back. Yahoo calls him the “Living ipod” . University of Cambridge observes "Most highly-trained musicians would not be able to do this. They might recognize the top note and the bottom note." His love for music and heavenly gift to replay the thousands of songs (after hearing them just once or twice), continues to thrill his audience via concerts. – (Courtesy: web)

Helen Keller although deaf/ dumb, was an author who campaigned for Women suffering, Worker rights and socialism. Steven Hawking, paralyzed in his wheel chair gave us Theories on quantum Gravity and cosmology. Loyld Bachrach disabled since birth, triumphantly went to win 25 gold, 27 silver, and 20 bronze medals in various competitions. Anne Frank, while still in childhood Surviving the war of Nazis, wrote a Diray which later became one of the world's mostly read books.

Majority of us in the present century, with all the gifts of technology, science and education, have settled jobs that will provide just for the living. Daring not to venture man’s innate potentials, I choose to live at ease within the comfort zone of my family, my job and my friends. In fearing the misfortune, I choose to curtail the risk by choosing to stay with my fixed monthly pay check. May be there is a need for me, a physically and mentally fit creation, to draw inspiration from my disabled fellows, who have mounted to the peaks using the limited resources that was available to them.

Reminds me someone who with His Absurd decisions, Thoughts and Talks, introduced me to the world of Leaders/Philosophy. At the age of 31 while is friends choose to settle for wife, kids and a 5 digit salary (mundane problems), he choose to invest a major sum of whatever he earned to pursue management studies in one of India’s top Business Schools. Easily said than done, I salute to the spirit this risk taker who seems to be quiet determined in realizing his entrepreneurial dreams over his personal life.

Sky is the limit when we with six senses dare to dream BIG. With passion and focus to fuel, Man can attain the unfeasible. For it isn’t about winning but the spirit of trying that matters. "trying" when replicated, will soon translate to SUCCESS.

Tidbit Thoughts

2008-04-04T05:36:00.005-04:00

I think someone is dear; time shows me they are not
I think some are meant to be hated; time shows me they are not
I think someone is my friend; time shows me they are not
I think someone is my enemy; time shows me they are not
I think someone is good; time shows me they are not
I think someone is bad; time shows me they are not

Now, is it others fault or time’s lessons? It could not be either but mine.
My Fault, for I’m not balancing my emotions, prejudices and judgment scales between the weights of good and bad!!!

Prayer that seemed like a monologue

2008-03-22T21:20:00.015-04:00

It's Easter of 2008, Another year where a group Tamil Christians, living locally nearby, flocked to attend the 4.00 am worship. In the best of their colourful pattu Sarees, jasmine hair-do's and grandest of authentic gold jewels (and of course accompanied by their humble husbands and bubbly kids) i see families walking in with a big black covered holy book. With their heads downs and eyes 360 angle up, they seat themselves comfortably inside the place whose ceilings and windows was decorated with colourful glitter papers and jasmine flowers. Pastor's Easter message which was loud enough to hit the streets was seeming to lose it's probability of hitting the minds of his audience.

For me it was another day at the church where i sought My God, at His alter. A place where my soul made supplications with faith. Years have gone by, so seemed the unanswered prayers to My God at this church. A ruined filthy living space called home, waiting for so called God's Promises, Family's Financial crunch and Dumps, feckless mother who lives her spiritual instincts, my need to be loved, nothing seemed to have changed in years. It was as though prayers was for the weak, who are waiting for things to happen than making them happen. Faith was for the fools who do not trust their own potentials. God was a figure-head that generations imagined for deep intimate companionship (especially in downs). My laments on this day of HIS Resurrection at HIS alter dissolved yet again in HIS love. In HIS glory He yet again descended, to show that HE is there. With tear flooded eyes, a anxious heart (and running nose) i repeated my supplications with residual hope in HIS Glorious Alter. For what seems like a Monologue, Will one day be Answered in HIS time.

Easters, Good-Fridays, Christmas's and New year repeats itself, so will my prayers be...

A mail that revived the ME in me

2008-03-17T20:09:00.006-04:00

Following mail was received from someone who has been buddy since high school. Was received in one of inferior weak moments where I felt embarrassed to speak out my thoughts. Here it is, saved without any editing or deletions,

Beulah:
Confidence, the lack of it! that’s what you and I face while talking to people. When we are confident whatever we do becomes a second nature. Well, the question here is how to get confidence? This can be answered (at least from my perspective) from outside in; by answering the question when or how I don’t have confidence. Invariably, the answer is when i fear something or fear embarrassment - the fear of what people are thinking about me? The moment i forget what people are thinking about me, my concentration is fully devoted to what I am doing or saying to people around me.

So logically; removing the thought of what people are thinking about me, to free up my mind to concentrate on what I am doing would yield better result. Yeah....this cannot be done overnight. it needs practice.

For some people it works differently. Some people are more confident when they know that people around them know very little compared to them. In that case, try to assume people around you are stupid (audience are naked!!!! he eh eh he he!!).

I am not a pro, but in the same learning boat as you are! So lets work together on this confidence building and make people run around naked!

Lucid Dreamer ~

2008-03-16T23:12:00.015-04:00

"your young men will see visions, your old men will dream dreams" - Bible

"I've travelled to places I've never been before, have related with my dear ones in a way I've never did in physical sense, rewinded to live back my school days, re-written the exams with a fear of failure, been embarrassed of the sudden realization of my partial bareness in public, been chased by an attacker who intendeds to hurt me , last and the best FLEW many times over lands, snow mountains and Islands without any wings". Few of these scenes could have been staged in your Fourth REM stage of sleep too...

In my Dream Factory called Mind, Rules do not Apply. They often freely let me experience my wishes at sub-conscious level, mirror my current physcological stand and sometimes even serve as message from God. I was once interpreted that Flying when dreaming could mean that in the real world one has risen above something or gained a different perspective on things or simply point personal sense of power.

Privileged of being spiritualistic, i have gained access of interpreting God's messages through dreams. In one such episode was I standing in porch talking with the woman who brought me forth into this world. Her efforts to warn me about Christ's Second Coming fail, as I deliberately counter her with the logical proofs and those many hundred years that Christians have wasted away in their foolishness. In this modern day scientific-technological world, it seem pretty unrealistic for me to believe in rapture or 1000 years of suffering. While i was still talking, we saw the sky suddenly tear open and Christ descending from the clouds. My mom least bothered about me, runs towards him with all her love. I stood deeply saddened of being left over and then wait in line to take a mark on my right hand. Even at this very moment, my pulses raise as i ponder over this warning that was once communicated through dreams.

Dreams often reveals the mysterious hidden in my real world. Encompasses me in a Direction that I'm destined to live, warns me beforehand of the misfortunes and on the lighter side helps me reign as a happy princess in my wonderland :)

Sole warrior in an armed battlefield

2008-03-03T19:46:00.006-05:00

Talk about single women, screenshots of the attractive brighter side like that of “sex and the city” characters pass through my mind. Women who have an era to celebrate their life on and yet cherish their own personal time. Independent, individualistic, courageous, self motivated may be few of sugar coated traits that would define those single princesses. But as illusory as it may seem in retrospect, within every strong hearted single princess is a weakling waiting desperately to be rescued by her knight (borrowed from SATC, again).

Uncommitted life comes with its own anxieties of single handedly managing all life chores. From handling her own finances to defending herself for her cause in this male chauvinistic society, she constantly fights to makes her survival secure. In pretending to be positive, I see her stacking up diminutive doses of stress and depression to her biological system. Topping it all up, the lack the intimate emotional support that marriage could offer (and which no friend can ever offer) makes her physiological health proportional to amount of self-motivation shots injected into her mind.

In all this, I recognize these vulnerable loners playing a role of that of a MAN, combating to prove her existence to herself. Science has indeed proved to us that stress level increases the level testosterone hormones in our immune system. In being single she breaks out of the gender laws layed by nature only to be disappointed. My Bible says "It is not good for man to be alone" but to me “It is highly dangerous for a women to be single”. For her feminine beauty is only revealed through congenial lovable presence of her Man.

My message? Life’s greatest happiness and satisfaction lies in God made communion called Marriage/ Family* Conditions Apply :)

Morality Of Prayers

2008-02-21T17:56:00.008-05:00

A recent conversation with a friend sparked my thought process about the virtue of our prayers. Foremost focus of modern day prayers bases itself on personal and best interests of ourselves. May it be expressing our fears, Supplicating for our loved ones or wanting God to Grant our desires or wishes? Again, Asking God to Grant our Desires and wishes.
In the past I’ve made several repeated requests to the All-knowing, all powerful immortal God to help me join in marital commitment with my then loved one. I sought God at his Alter almost everyday of a specified year only for my supplication to be turned down. “Some of God’s greatest Gifts are unanswered prayers” and all thanks to God for turning me down.

But, how could I ever make the all powerful, all knowing, immortal God to help me in my romance? If the prayer worked, is it not a form of a spell or black magic that was cast over another being? When there are real time needs or social injustice, discrimination, hunger and wars, how could my prayers be self centered always whirling about me and my world? I can never be humiliated any worse!

Commenting on romance I choose to quote from Mr. Choelo’s blog “ if two souls truly long and are meant to be together the entire universe will conspire to get you what you want, beyond all doubt- and as i believe, the creator of the universe and all its virtues is God” . Can’t wait to read to read Brida ;)

Authenticating God?

2008-02-21T17:18:00.006-05:00

Despite the diversity of races, skin colors, social status, tribes there is one thing that people all over the globe have collectively practiced “their faith towards GOD”. Weighing the alternatives of being an atheist or scientologist or a pious devotee to a chosen God, we see the major lot choosing embrace the unseen Supreme Being. “What is it that is innate in human nature to believe in God, whether it is gods or something superhuman or supernatural?". Time and again we have witnessed debates by philosophers, theologians and Scientists about the existence of this Supreme Being. University of Oxford researchers have already allocated budgets for nearly $4 million to study why mankind embraces God.

Being a die hard devotee of Christ myself, I’ve felt immense Glory of God, almost every time I sought out to Him. Amusingly in some instances I’ve also been able to discern the presence of evil or good spirits ruling over a particular person or place. There are no scientific or logical evidences that can back up my discerning. But in spiritual realm exists the facts that can neither be reasoned or scientifically demonstrated. Rephrasing sternly “It can never ever be proved until he chooses to reveal himself”. Good luck to my Oxford Friends!

Tailored Marriages!

2008-02-14T17:18:00.007-05:00

The very thought of arranged marriage is something which I have often dreaded since my college times. Indian customs (especially of the south) are so much in favor of them, that they seldom see this Social Business transaction as a medium of trading girls. The to-be couples are not weighed for any of their inner traits but their status, caste, education, Good –conduct (labeled by the society) and assets. With the majority Hindu’s, it also strongly boils down to their unseen astral match. Crowds flood over to matrimonial bureaus in a desperate want to surrender their lives to a stranger (who of course meets the hunter’s minimum eligible criteria). After several rejections and considerations the seeker accepts a mate who will serve the greater good of his/her family and society.

The whole workflow seems to me, as if it were more like a “Rule Book” for the society by their hypocritical members. WE DON’T CHOOSE the feelings while building Relationships, especially of that of a soul mate. The feelings choose us and we are constantly moving in position with our true desires and purpose.

Most of my friends who have an arranged marriage indeed are staying together than against those separated couples who tied a knot in Love. But a question arises if these arranged couples are holding themselves together for sake their society that glued them. Remember, I live community where society comments outweighs ones own personal happiness or individuality. Carrying their monotonous life, I see no love or romance fuelling their marriage. Lacking essence they robotically invest time in saving a relationship that is neither happy nor soul-filling. It's better for anyone to live alone than to serve someone lifetime without love.

To appropriately summarize “Love cannot be Made; Love just happens”

Statutory warning: You live only once. Don’t let an unworthy unreceptive person get to have/share the special YOU.

February 14th !

2008-02-13T13:23:00.010-05:00

A day named after two early Christian Martyrs. A day where lovers celebrate their ecstatic communion. A day where fancy retailers globally, craft their surplus earnings. A day devoted to Fertility and Love. St. Valentine’s Day!

Have been helping my two best friends purchase deals online. As they give out their credit details, I could see their eyes already seeing ahead. Noticing the curvy edge on their lips, one could evidently witness their minds re-playing the same scene of their partner's expressions when receiving those surprise flowers and cards. Is there any other gladness that can substitute the delight of being in love? Is there any other creation that can be as splendid as the experiencing love? Lucky and contended is a Man who is hit by cupid’s gracious arrows.
A blessed spell that bestows on him A life’s Best Friend!
A partner who he could rejoice and celebrate for a lifetime.
A empathic caretaker who he can count on his downhill phase
A lover who likes him for who he is (and not what he has)
A Soul mate in whose intimacy he can find real essence of his being!

And so May be God accurately concluded “it is not good for a man to be Alone” :)

How helpful are Self-Help resources?

2008-02-08T18:51:00.001-05:00

“He out there, in walking out all charged, from a session that he just heard on “overcoming failure and achieving the success”. In his emotional high, he walks speedily as if his life is all about to change forever good. His cubical / room walls hold posters and words that re-kindle the drive to excel. His collections include tapes/ books from worldwide authors, whose prelude summarizes what they will experience and be after they read through the book. Looking at himself in the mirror he chants positive statements, hoping for results that his unconscious metaphysical mind would give forth.”

May be you have come across this person yourself. He is out there ever depending on the external to achieve the superlative internal potentials. In perusing for the Best he is slowly succumbed to a delusion that he will soon to be addicted to.

Are these self-help resources really helpful? If “yes” why does is the enthusiasm brief and leaves the entity in a possessed or rather vegetate mindset. If “No” why are there so many fools (harsh but can’t find a better word to describe their ignorance) who let their souls be invaded by unrealistic words of illusion.

Growth Begins from within. Physical, mental, Spiritual, social, personal, financial growth requires “PRATICAL, REAL-TIME” efforts. Note the Bolds “PRATICAL, REAL-TIME ” efforts.

To illustrate better, when trying to work-out (be it even just be a brisk walk) for close to 40 minutes everyday, one may visibly notice a paradigm shift in the emotional/physical health. The happy hormones (endorphins) boost positive emotions; HDL nurtures the healthy blood flow for the physical organs. For better mental growth one may try or learn a new art or language to discover the talents that one previously did not realize. For better Financial growth one may play with MONEY (invest & Re-invest the dividends) than to just wait on single paycheck every month. For good relationships, instead of being in a conservative shell (our friends) one may try to get aquatinted and build bonds with strangers.

If I were to list out the world would not contain. But on the crust, in my view “a person cannot blindly accept and follow a set of principles that worked for someone else. Everyone is unique. Only real-time pragmatic disciplined actions will empower a being to live life king size”

“If you really want to help yourself, pursue your dreams with a focus and commitment. Let your intelligence/ brain power fuel your passion. Results will amaze you!”

Another day for him in Paradise?

2008-02-05T15:32:00.000-05:00

He lies there sleeping peacefully on the podium, commuter stations, sidewalks…In his filthy grayish rags he is usually found lying comfortably on his back. Resting his head over a rectangular carry bag, he closes his eyes and deafens his ears to the deafening noise around him. Sometimes he makes his living picking up the trash of the civilized and selling them over for few bucks. Otherwise, he’s found roaming around wittingly as if he were mocking the citizens who are busy ever running behind something. Not bothering much, he reluctantly watches those thousands who pass by him. Thousands! who have no minute to stand by or give him soothing word or a reassuring smile. Reaching the heights of wanting companionship, the poor homeless starts making friends with his inner self- talking, laughing and expressing state of affairs to the beings of his virtually invisible world. Living blissfully in his beautiful mind. Schizophrenia as he can be termed but at least he refuses to wear a mask. Passing everyday in his wonderland he only waits for a day to be released from his mortal body. To become one with the celestials that he was dreaming about. The helpless deprived person who is called The Vagabond!

Is there any redemption for these vagrants, at all? will they ever live in comforts of the cultured?

imperfectly perfect world!!!

2008-02-05T14:37:00.000-05:00

Like any other soul i asked God “why is the world in the shape it’s in?

And God answered through Neale Donad walsch- In Absolute there is no experience, only knowing.

Knowing is a divine state, yet the grandest joy is being, Being is achieved only after experience. The evolutions is this, Knowing, Experiencing , being – the holy triune that is GOD. Most people believe if they HAVE a thing (love or even money), they can DO a thing (marriage or buying assets) and they can BE a thing (happy, content, secure, in love). But by nature’s law havingness does not produce beingness but its Beingness that produces happiness. First Be and then the karmic wheel will make you HAVE.

Reminds me of the old saying "if you want to be happy; BE" :)

Ruling over Rules!

2008-01-24T11:34:00.001-05:00

Unusual as it may seem, offlate my hands are trying to mix and match cosmetics in different expanse than to which it was produced for. Lip crayons/pencils now lines my eyes (which otherwise was just lined black), body tattoo crayons now enhance my liners with their glitters, wax lip sticks have replaced my shadows, bracelets now serve as anklets,….and the outcome? Uniquely splendid matching the different colors of my attire.

May be there is another aspect of viewing the scenario. Most often, we the people live by the rules of the given community. As if there was a traditionally unwritten “Life rule book” that describes the traits of a supposedly good human. In following them (in most cases “pretending to”) , they often fail to master the sprit behind which those rules where laid. Humiliation spills over when these rules are laid down in the name of God/religion so that it may be hurriedly accepted by the innocently pious lot.

We have a choice to be either good or bad. Not that I like inhabitants to be bad and then make a choice to be good. But when we explore the bad we gain real insights and power of being good. Experiencing good! Choosing to be good rather than Made to be good!. "part of growing up" so they call :)

“Everything is permissible for me; but nothing is beneficial”. All that matters is to please the unseen God, NOT the world we see. I pass through this earth once and I want to wholly experience every phase of the karmic wheel. Not live by the Rules but rule over those rules with manuscript called experience.

Happenings will continue to happen! Let the journey go on….

Said the Forbidden word !!!!

2008-01-17T20:41:00.000-05:00

As my fingers come in forceful contact with the different square-shaped keys of this leased Thinkpad, I feel my heart pumping all it’s blood into my veins. My pluses are raised and I’ve never felt this ashamed in all my life.

Today was yet another workday and habitually as it was, few of the staffs gather around our grayish cream cubicle that accommodated four talents. Practicing the passive Custom, we started from taking about the clients, placements only to steadily swing into the heart of matter - assumptions, concepts, practices and THE PEOPLE of the organization. ‘Who is not right’, ‘who is bad’, ‘who is a poor performer’, ‘who is who's’ all the negatively presumed personalities walk the ramp of our forum. While on the chat about poor performers one of my India office colleague typically takes the center stage, as if he were a synonym of slow moving, low-achiever. In my belief, a rider is not worthy of any praise if he’s on a vigorous swift horse. Tribute awaits the one who has taken the challenge of making weakest and slowest breed win its toughest race on the course. I throw this comment to the audience only to re-confirm their impression “I’m backing up people who are too immature and unfit for any organization”.

“This is ok’nga….. aanna But these people leave their house, stray like dogs and then one day when they feel like returning appram come back home and andha company too accepts them” a sudden voice with it’s poorly structured sentence, emerged from straight opposite my seat. This was to mockingly remind my employment history to other staffs. Supplementary Arrows are hit over my sincerity from my own team member who we had averted for “personally professional” reasons. His words accomplished its purpose thereby provoking my temper. I use the most forbidden four-letter word which for OSHO is the most important word in the English language.

I uttered it not to warn him, nor did I utter it to hurt him (though in the literal sense he waiting for an opportunity physically assault me), I did not utter the word make him scared, but I uttered it caused I lost my Cool. I uttered the forbidden word amidst a group of folks, who are now watching for the bulls to charge in full splendor against each other. I silently turn myself back to face my system and pretend working. This was verbal exchange that I did not anticipate, at least before eyes that were detecting for more. With a heavy heart I leave for my motel, feeling ashamed for having produced a fruit, which is not acceptable in my God’s sight.

Actions speak and mine just did! A forbidden word! A forbidden thing!

Sigh relief after praying for forgiveness. I proclaim to all the cells within me “I will constantly work towards being better than to my former self” (inspired from Robin S Sharma) and “I will not use that forbidden word again”. All in a day’s work and this was just a bad one. I wait for the sun to unveil herself tomorrow, for I have planned to request his pardon, before this same crowd that is hosting a farewell lunch for me. I know I would be attacked with an unpleasant response, but at least for the sake of my God and conscience, I will need to let myself be embarrassed again!

Worth index by their FaceValue ?

2008-01-16T01:16:00.001-05:00

Ready
Take-1
Action: (tuuk)
And there one morning, when sun lifted its veil across the shores, I saw an angel walk over the brown carpet my mother nature had spread for her. Her face was innocent like a Dove; her eyes reflected a twinkling shine that would beat the stars. While her mind was occupied with what those two white wires produced in her ears, I felt the silent arrows of the cupid rip through me. I jog ahead of her and my breaks of intelligence fails. I give into my instincts and get a second closer look at this divine sign that now symbolizes an embodiment of love, peace and purity. By mere coincidence (which I don’t wish it to be), she saw me looking at her and there my world paused. I was thunderstruck.
Cut

This is an scène that every individual would have viewed a million times on reel and real life. Am not here to talk about love but what induces men to love?
Did I, as a kid hear of this Proverb “beauty is only skin deep”. Was this hypothetical liner or is it a theory that was tested in real-time world.

These are the days, where an average mediocre gal to fashionably trendy ladies to culturally modish madams exert most of their strength in making/keeping themselves beautiful. Fortunate are the business minds who just exactly know what a women want. Under Their International banner by offering assorted range of Chemical bleaches, facial masks, rainbow colored shadows/sticks/polishes, naturalistic Aloe Vera/cucumber/lemon, to the latest entrant Bare Mineral make up, they found a mine that will never run out of gold.

Coming back, all geared up ('Natural' in her statement though :)) our lady walks out and gets caught in eyes of one of the Martian. Now does this Martian look into her unfading beauty of Character, commitment and faithfulness or is he struck by her Innocent beauty, personality and affirmative posture? Traits like Character, commitment and faithfulness cannot be visible to naked eye. So in my dogmatic view, the above proverb is a hypothesis. Men conceive the idea of being struck by a cupid only by a Venusian’s face value. It is impossible for a modern day Martian to love someone who he does not psychologically perceive as beautiful.

In a given exception the proverb would be a factual. The body chemistry should be nurtured to the level friendship in the timeless space of time. In this way the initial magnetic attraction (that has a possibility of repelling) will grow strong roots of attachment which has the power to last even after death. As I always say, “love is never blind – Lust is” “love is pure. Love is serene. Love is everlasting”

Ready
Take-2
Action: (tuuk)
And they happily lived ever after
Cut
Lights off
Pack home :)

Creditable Voyage

2008-01-14T12:18:00.002-05:00

In the darkness of the night while silence fills Homestead (my Motel), I slide the flower-designed curtains in my queen-sized single room to view this city to which soon I would soon bid adieu. Northwestern highway never seems be tried of letting those hi-tech Detroit cars pass on her skin all through the year. Never have I seen her resting and hardly would she have people walk on her, expect for foreigners like me who have no wagons during their short expedition. The sky is blank with no stars to decorate her and may be moon abandoned the sky in jealously of the city lights that was lit all through the night. The flurries (Snow) falls like the drizzle that when glanced from underneath the lamppost, it’s like showers of tiny white droplets of blessing poured on mother earth.

This was a trip I had been postponing from the year 2005 and May be I was destined to fly to this so-called “land of Opportunities” through This Employer Technosoft. While many people think they realize their dreams when making it to this land, I was filled with mixed feelers, of heavenly joy and doubt when I received my B1 Oct 18th 2007. Heavenly joy for God having a purpose in my trip, which I never wanted to make, and a doubt of how I would find his purpose and achieve it. I was scheduled to leave on 29th of the same month and while the days were nearing I waited clueless of the trip that looked only gloomy. Like a vagabond I aimlessly boarded the flight pondering on my disheartening past, laughing at the orphan plight to setoff in the path of fate/time (which to me is God's will) and praying for God to bless me with a better tomorrow. Cynical as it may sound but in return, I was to obey HIS will and let myself to be a medium to reflect HIS Love.

After two transits in Brussels and Newark I stepped on the land, which seemed like an urbane desert. Tall buildings, well planned roads, City lights, hottest Cars but no people around. Struck with disgust I continued doing what I did the best. Adapt to the environment and get used to the change. Days passed like every other working day and whenever job permitted me I was on a short vacation. From the underground metro trains of Penn station, NJ to metropolitan that accepted diverse people of dissimilar skin colors, from hi-fashioned people with not so happy faces to the couples who were drunk in love cuddling each other with their starry eyes, from the crowded Broadway Of NYC to the cruise ships that sail to liberty statue, from the terrains of Binghamton to the fall colors of MD, from the view of windy Chicago Land from 113th floor of Sears tower to looking at real mummies in the Field museum, I was offered more than best that any thirsty traveler with mediocre funds could have.

Here I’m back in the room that sheltered me for 3 months. In another four days I would be inside the automated bird that will fly me back to my homeland. I never wanted to come to US or ever wanted to become career oriented. Only wanted to be committed in love and have lifetime fun with the notion of "my guy". To live a life the way my biblical mothers Sarah and Ruth did. To get married, have two kids, to serve my husband, mother-in-law…. But life pushes us to take the road we least wish to take. I have neither have found out the HIS purpose or achieved HIS will in all these days. May be it that GOD wanted to give his child a break from the lonely life she had been leading. May be it that God wanted his child to learn that life doesn’t end when she doesn’t feel loved. May be God wanted his child to know that there are millions of Americans amid their luxuries spend their lifetime as a loner all depressed. May be God wanted his Child to feel that all she needs is HIS love and in HIS time he will give her a family that she had been longing for. May be till then she has to wait patiently on him and be persistent in hoping on HIS LOVE.
“Lord, I thank you for this journey that you have enabled your daughter to take. For you have always blessed me with the finest of fruits and filled me with your glorious presence all through. Though for now it seems like I have not found my soul’s content, I choose to wait for this period of grief to pass by. Soon in your appointed time I will see sunshine and there will me no more tear. Fill thy daughter with thy love, wisdom and grace for that is all that I will ever need. You are all that I need, God”

My post would not be complete if I did not mention about my friend whose silent presence filled my everyday with contentment. If it were not for that green dot on gchat, I don’t think I would have the ever initiated this optimistic perspective that I now have towards life.

Life Goes on

2008-01-13T23:00:00.001-05:00

"Life is like a novel. It's filled with suspense. You have no idea what's going to happen until you turn the page. Every day is a different page and they can be full of surprise".
This oracle of Sidney Shelton provoked my thought process and there I was on my wings of imagination taking flight into the ocean of Philosophy. Thanks to my newly acquainted friend, who recently posted this over her blogspot.

Each day is a gift and thus so aptly called as the “Present”. The responsibility lies on us to unravel the miracles each day holds. Though in this pragmatic world where we are forced to follow a monotonous schedule, I believe we have a choice feed our souls with essence of our true being. I’ve always found enormous self-realization when being in complete commune with nature. While listening to the silent whispers of the each wave throwing itself on the shore only to die and be dissolved back again into the ocean. May be like these waves, we beings are destined to die and unite with the heavenly forces one day. But while we are still on this journey called life let’s make each day eventful. Lets make a difference in the lives of people around us. Bring a smile on a face of someone who is deprived of his basic needs. Quench our soul’s emptiness with the His Heavenly love.

Life to me is a journey and having traveled through its first twenty-five years, I’ve only realized that ‘it goes on’. Future is very uncertain and it’s never wise to change our present, mapping it to what we think would be our tomorrow. It is like boarding a ship, which has no anchor. If bad winds had to strike, we would be caught up right in the middle of the sea, not able to land on either sides of shore. When life throws a little unexpected curve, lets train our spirits to be resilient. The wise man builds his house on the rock called present, while a foolish man would build castles on virtually unrealistic future.

It’s so apt to end the post with her statement “I don't know what my future holds, but I know who holds my future...”