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‘Second Earth’ found, 20 light years away

Posted in Chit-Chat by dearestfriend on April 26, 2007

Um…
Yeah I get absorbed easily by these grand news.
Isn’t it amazing to know that there is probability of finding life on some other planets.
They could have different mode of housing, accomodation , transport or may be even society.
But just imagine.. in our time we hopped from one country to another country in search of better prospects.. May be in our kid’s times, They would call us form Mars or this new second earth.. Saying.. they found that one with better living conditions.. he he. :-))
Sounds fun..
Check this article.

Those “Sensitive” Personal bloggers..

Posted in Chit-Chat by dearestfriend on April 25, 2007

Well I must say.. I find personal blogging very interesting to read.. but its something I can never do.. I was never good at talking to public about my family life or my personal life.. Then why do i enjoy reading other’s personal blogs?

– Well bcos they are spontaneous.
– Interesting
– Sometime idiotically and laughably biased.
– has sense of family thing into it.
– More human
– Little more sentimental..

So maybe they entertain “emotional gal ” in me..But i really get surprised when these so called charged up, opinionated bloggers get hurt, because anonymous folks have said some blunt truth to them. I agree sometimes anonymous bloggers are bitter beyond reason.. But i often see other time, “sensible and logical truth spoken by anonymous” being resented by so “sensitive blogger” and his/her bandwagon of loyal “likeminded readers”. If you are so sensitive, i don’t think people should open their lives to public.
E.g .. very simple thing .. Like I used to read a dating jorunal by some popular blogger. She was talking about some quick short encounter with some casual guy in a pub. Now that lady gets hurt terribly.. If some guy commented to her post that.. He thot she was behaving like an easily available girl around the corner, who s desperate to be hitched by anyone..
Frankly speaking I dont find anything wrong with a guy’s comment. Its truth he s speaking.. But that blogger and her bandwagon of likeminded readers, bombarded their filth on this poor guy in term of warning and what not.. I seriously don’t understand that.. .Thats unfair.. a person should be allowed to speak what they feel. When you can write anything you want.. People can say anything they feel about it. I agree it should not be beyond belt.. But at least something like crystal clear truth.. Those “personal” bloggers should be ready to bear with.

I sometime find my comments also making people uncomfortable just for truth of it. I don’t intend to be bitter. But if some highly opinionated person decided to say something controversial. If intellectual mind in me wants to say the truth. i often feel either i shud let it go.. or i shud sugar coat it.. Thats not good exchange of thoughts I think..
Most of the time I ignore to say it. but when it gets too much on my head I say out.. So is it always that so called spontaneous people wants to brashly open their lives to public.. and then they want whole of crowd to share thie piece of opinions on it..
I think thats narrow thinking..

I wish if we get wisdom to filter stark truth from irrational bitterness.. Only then, even comments on these personal blogs can be “more honest and yet a healthy discussion of thoughts. Should not blogging be that? Then some fifty odd likeminded people nodding in unison.. Saying I so very feel it.. So nice and etc etc..There is no healthy discussion if there’s no difference of opinion. If there’s no discussion of thoughts, then there is no growth of perceptions.. I think that’s killing the whole point of expressing your thoughts to thoughtful people.. I agree irrationals jerks should be ignore without a discussion. But not the sensible minds, Who just happen to not think on same lines. His/her opinion may be worth a discussion..

Adroable kid that you were..

Posted in Great Poems by dearestfriend on April 20, 2007

TO ALL PARENTS – Who lost their precious ones
by Edgar Guest

“I’ll lend you for a little time a child of mine,” He said.
“For you to love the while he lives and mourn when he is dead,
“It may be six or seven years, or twenty-two or three,
“But will you, till I call him back, take care of him for me?

“He’ll bring his charms to gladden you, but should his stay be brief,
“You’ll have his lovely memories, as solace for your grief,
“I cannot promise he will stay, since all from earth return,
“But there are lessons taught down there I want this child to learn.

“I’ve looked the wide world over in my search for teachers true,
“And from the throngs that crowd life’s lanes I have selected you.
“Now will you give him all your love, nor think the labor vain,
“Nor hate me when I come to call to take him back again?

I fancied that I heard them say: “Dear Lord, Thy will be done!
“For all the joy Thy child shall bring, the risk of grief we’ll run.
We’ll shelter him with tenderness; we’ll love him while we may,
And for happiness we’ve known forever grateful stay.

“But should the angels call for him much sooner than we’d planned,
“We’ll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand.”

Half-boiled blood

Posted in Social fabric by dearestfriend on April 20, 2007

I don’t know why I even feel the need to write it.
Something Virginia Tech shooting seems to have induced in me. A deep sense of sadness. How we are vulnerable for not only our mood swings, bad temper but also that of people around us. Not only our dear ones and known ones, but unknown ones too..
It tears heart when you see those vibrant young people’s photos flashing all across news channels. Unfortunate students, who fell prey to some senseless mentally ill person. I wish their families and friends find peace and solace. But some where we all forget one thing..Is this all byproduct of our own society? Or mental illness is some kind of bizarre state which you can acquire all of sudden. Not sure if we can really figure out what went wrong where..Every time I hear such thing, my blood boils, but I always get amazed, boiling has never caused it go out of veins, so probably it just simmers and keep half -boiling..

All we see on news is, photos of some bright individuals, who loved life and who had future plans. Who didn’t think “unpredictability of life ” can touch them ever. Whenever there is any mass loss of lives for any insignificant reason… I always sit down to ponder.. What did it all summed for those people now.. They were running to attend another class, get one more grad, better car, better career, better partner, better job.. Everything better better better.. And we all keep running..Unless we seize to run by some idiot’s bullets or by a demon called age, illness anything damn..
I know news channels make it like some feast to grab as many viewers as possible. How else you explain “insane display of videos, photos of that jerk”. Why nobody sat down thinking it could hurt people, it could induce more maniacs.. Do as average human being it gives any reprieve that he didn’t do it “out of sudden”. I don’t know why but I hate it when someone cashes on other’s sadness.
We are making hero out of ill person , While we should be mourning over the society we are heading to become.
I guess better sense prevailed and today morning I saw CNN and all other channels focusing on victims and their families. That’s last thread of support we can give them.
I am somehow handling this grief while typing this post. I have been keeping for couple of days now. Though I didn’t know anyone personally. But I do lose sleep when any senseless loss of life happens anywhere. When innocent middle class people died on local train bombing in Mumbai India last year.. I did silently mourn for days.. I don’t know just the sense that I travelled in those locals some 10-20 times, I felt I bonded to those average people struggling their way to their work every day on those busy locals…
When innocent people fell prey to Tsunami, even then i was numb.. This “snatching of life” for any reason makes me go numb..
Now this goes for people who are directly related to the loss in Vtech..
” I know it hurts endless to know the dear one is no more, it hurts to know that he or she will no more giggle, no more laugh, no more demand anything from you. But lemme tell you best thing you can cherish in your mind about them for years is ‘they all loved life, they were bright kids, and they didn’t do anything to deserve it.’ So let the tears roll, let the cheeks go wet, hold each other and assure, this is not normal way life is supposed to go.But life has to go on. Let the memories make you sad, let yourself feel as low as you inner self wants to do.. More you hold it, longer it will hurt.. Any hurt is of two kinds, one we continue refusing and it stays longer with us, it pains more to us. Other kind is which we accept with rolling tears and heavy throat and hugs to realize , life goes on… the dear one is looking to you from heaven .. And saying I love you too..”

May God bless you and all of this world

Dinosaur chickened out :-)

Posted in Chit-Chat by dearestfriend on April 13, 2007

Yeah.. you read it right. I just recently read this and cannt help sharing it here.
Wonderful article and eye -opener that whatever we know is not yet enough..
We are still “minimally learned” people about this huge planet earth that we live in.
If Chicken was dinosaur 65 million years ago.. then our ancestors may as well be devils and demons of dinosaur size we talk about in Hindu relics or any other religious relic for that matter..
May be genes fade with millions of years of evolutions… Thats how dinosaur became chicken and we became mere humans 😉
Just an amusing thought.

What I don’t want to be …

Posted in Uncategorized by dearestfriend on April 12, 2007

Often we spend lots of our time thinking what I want to be, where I want to be, am I going in right direction.. Is my life leading where I want it to.. etc etc..
Very small part of our time, if at all we do.. think a bit what things we immediately disliked in others.. And I am sure we often forget to cross check within us, if we ourselves have those dreaded attributes..

I realised that way back.. when I read John Gray’s “Seven Habbit of Highly effective people”.
If you havent yet.. Do grab a copy. It’s worth reading and re-reading.. I read it some 4-5 times.. and still reading it 6th time.. Every time I read I wonder How true eveything is.
In one of the chapters, He asks to imagine you attending your own funeral..and just wander around to hear what people are talking among themselves..
Than imagine what we would want people to talk about us, when we are no more.. That s where your vision of life should come from. Amazing and beautifully put I guess.
So once i realized, its worth to think on those lines.. I broke it down to small steps.. First to know what I dont want to be.. second what I am already.. What of it I want to continue having..what of It I want to drop…

So the very first step..
What i dont want to be.. (this list keeps adding as and when I find some attributes which i dislike immediately).. Over the time I have developed the habbit, of not disliking people.. but their behaviourial attributes.And I guess it helps to like more people..
so there goes my list..

– cribbing and sulking old woman…
– un-appreciative relative
– judgemental
– person with short temper
– Person who care too much about money
– someone who cannot crack one joke a day
– someone who cannt tolerate bitterness
– a person without compassion
– who has no heart to do charity
– irresponsible employee
– unavaible friend
– unloving spouse
– too busy to see what a kid has to show
– person with no time to pray
– a guilty offspring , who has behaved bad with his parents
– a person who have no time to water her plants and talk with them 🙂
– too busy for creative arts
– not be able to do pedicures 😉
– person who does n’t love movies, laughters,giggles and unstoppable giggles. 🙂

Eloquence

Posted in Social fabric by dearestfriend on April 10, 2007

I am going to pick out some words I love more than other in English . This is first of it..

Wikipedia deifinition of Eloquence

Eloquence (from Latin eloquentia) is fluent, forcible, elegant or persuasive speaking in public. It is primarily the power of expressing strong emotions in striking and appropriate language, thereby producing conviction or persuasion. The term is also used for writing in a fluent style.

Well its quite a terse definition. Simplest in my understanding could be, A small beggar girl saying stern ‘No’ to a pervert passerby offering money… for simple and practical meaning of anything complicated, I always resort to poverity and utter needfullness I have seen around me while in India. I love India , not for all its diverse things but for people’s zeal to “keep going and have a laugh too” even in starkest moments.
I have seen eloquence in many forms from people not required to show it off.
I had maid servant way back. Her husband had suddenly left after just months of marriage. And she and her mother-in-law (yeah strange enough) were struggling their life to live with whatever small dignity they could muster. Whenever my roomamtes and I would gift them anything , they would politely refuse saying.. They are working here , all they need is regular salary , no charity.

Then it was a rickshaw puller, I had once my way from hostel to bus stop. He asked if i could do little math for him. I said what it was. He told he needs to find how long he can use 75000 Rs (which he has saved in 15 years of rickshaw pulling), if he gave 375 each month to his son. I asked him why he needs it, He said his son is studying in engineering college and the kid works hard to pay off his education expense. He said he does 3 jobs after college. So he worried if he has time for studies.
I could n’t stop asking myself why some are so poor and some are so rich in India.

next one..
It was my maid in hostel. She had her legs bent inwards. Thats seemed like birth defect. She was around 50 or 60 years of age. But you would get amazed by the speed and perfection she cleaned your room. She was only maid who never took excuse of illness to feign off work, in whole of two years I stayed. I would often ask her to leave my room unlcleaned. She would just joke ..”Bai.. mera kaam chenne kaa irada hai ?” (means Madam, you want to snatch my work?)

I dont know If i find poor people more approachable or more personable.. But I am surprised all the three acts of eloquent human behaviour I could remember was exhibited by them.

With affection

Posted in Fiction by dearestfriend on April 10, 2007

This was a teacher we all knew who had given us so much more than education. In retrospect, It was whole 10-11 months in 9th class. Whole year, We really behaved bad for her. In the end she made it all so sweet and memorable for us. Okay so let me begin with her first day..
She came in class looking very idiotic and nervous.. Her hair style was funniest of all. She had two loosely tied braids which had stupid curls done to it. Otherwise her hair were good, long black.. she just messed it with untidy curls. Then her smile was so awful. I mean you could feel her teeth would fall off if she laughed one second more than she did..
We all mocked about her sense of dressing. We thought she wasn’t all that ugly as she looked. In the chic school we were , it was all but essential to be well manicured and pedicured. You have to look ” hygienic ” 🙂
yeah it was called “unhygienic” if someone didn’t have money or time to wax the legs for those smart skirt which was in our uniform. Not that school authorities called it “unhygienic”.. but so called ‘hi-society” gals called it.
She came to teach us physics. And when our senior teacher introduced to her, She said she was gold medalist student, Who opted teaching out of her desire to share her knowledge and kind of platform teaching provides to reach out so many energetic minds. It sounded to us, as if “who cares” why she opted what in her life.
First few weeks, gals were too outrageous for her.. No one listened to her. Everyone continued their non-sense chatter well past lunchtime. Her period used to be after lunch. Other would just put the head down and sleep. She tried every possible thing, she could. She tried to speak with each one of us. She asked personally what we don’t like about physics. But no one seemed to respond. She finally had to escalate to senior teacher about it. Senior teacher has the right knowledge, where to hit it to get gals working. She just asked everyone to have no lunch until her class is over. Faster people responded, faster they will get their lunch time. Else no lunch time.. You got to wait till the all classes are over.
And Big Deal.. She would personally sit in the class for few weeks and take a test. On this test basis she will allow annual fest participation. Now that was tough one. Annual Fest was the only time , these rich gals had time to show off their expensive dresses and music and dance sense. So initial hiccup was cleared for Physics Mam..
We would sit and listen to her.. Though no one really cared for all the practical work she would bring along to explain those principles in action. Once she got a huge water tub filled with water and some stupid heavy object to explain Archmedies principle of byoancy

All we could do was laugh incessantly. And later on enact her words. She was growing fast with our syllabus. She almost did whole of year syllabus in 5 months. That helped some girls to avoid otherwise Tuitions. So we were growing to realize her sincerity. Now her human angle never came in picture. Until one day, when a gal didn’t come to class. She knew that gal had come to school that day. Then why not in her class. Her concerned self had her calling her home , and finding out if she was fine. Now that was height.
Since this gal was obviously out without her parent’s knowledge. Next day that gal blasted her in front of whole class.
“How dare you call my parents. If I am not present in your class. You are not supposed to bother my parents. Anyway who listens to your classes. these front seated 8-10 oils headed gals. You know what s your problem.. Your problem is … you should be married by now and bothered about your life.. Than taking life out of other’s lives.. Next time you do this to me; remember your job is still ad-hoc here. and my dad gives fattest donation in this school…”

First time we saw that teacher not spreading her ugly smile in our class. She was quiet, she said sorry to the gal and took her books and left. Whole class was more than grim.. Nobody could guess that someone would actually speak so much back to a sincere teacher like that.
Now that gal was big bully gal. So no one complained anything. The teacher didn’t come to class for couple of days. We were all relived to have longer lunch break.. After two weeks, everyone grew worried bcos teacher had given her resignation and Senior teacher had come to class to ask about what has happened. No one would say anything.. Senior teacher knew us too well. So she started singling each one out.. Who said what to her..
After 2-3 hours of futile effort, she sat in despair.. And said.. you kids dont know what you have done to an innocent person.. This gal is a gem,and anyone hurting won’t feel good if I tell you. This gal was an orphan and she raised herself out of making baskets, working as maids …and you know what she s much better person than you all are. She didn’t say anything about you folks.
All this was too much to hear for one of us. She came out and told what had happened. Senior teacher knew the knack it taking from there. She called gal’s parents and told how badly behaved their daughter was. Principal and Senior teacher were going to suspend this gal, When the teacher came and rescued her saying.. She is like her younger sister. If she ever had younger sister, She would imagine her to be as bubbly and as outspoken this gal was..
The gal got to stay on. and teacher got endeared to us bit more. From there on, we never did anything to mock her.

Today after so many years of class 9th, I sit in class teaching folks the same physics principles she has taught me once. And I still wonder what made her so enthusiastic about all she taught us, Was it just her radiance or the tough childhood she gone through gave her that extra charm and grace which sometime most of us remain unaware of whole life.

5 “Beautiful Thoughts” for today -6th

Posted in QuotesByGreats by dearestfriend on April 5, 2007

I know we must have already read it some time before. But I have habbit of reminding myself some wise sayings. Just to make sure I dont distract from my vision of life.

These are few sayings from Hellen keller. As usual i love the no1 most. So simple yet so powerful thought.

5.The most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched, they must be felt with the heart.

4. When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.

3.Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet. Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, ambition inspired, and success achieved.

2.Self-pity is our worst enemy and if we yield to it, we can never do anything wise in this world.

1.The highest result of education is tolerance.

Hope

Posted in QLP (QuickLilPoem) by dearestfriend on April 3, 2007

Hope in the face of despair ;
Can be the biggest support you ever gave yourself.
Just when there is no reason to be positive,
Keeping the fire in you kindled and alive;
can be hard at times.
Just when you see mighty winds,
blowing your fragile world apart.
It can be crushing to see it all
going to ashes.
But when all the darkness ends and sun rises
You will have a stronger you,
Who has withered just another storm.
It pays to hold on to all convictions and beliefs,
you have acquired in growing up.
Co’z you will have the source in you
who will help you going for more stroms to come.
So hold on tighter when the winds are stronger
Keep looking up, so you will know
How much more time left for sun to come…

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