Its getting better everyday..

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Inspiring -1

want to classify the posts into the categories..


http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/Opinion/Sunday_Specials/Soul_Curry_I_was_completely_cracking_up/articleshow/2734658.cms

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Food for thought..

Got some beautiful lines differentiating love and pampering...

Is it true that one of the greatest needs is to feel loved? Seems so, but it's not true! 'The need to be pampered', rather than 'the need to be loved', seems to be the greatest craving. Is there a difference? When you want others to love you (only) the way you want to be loved, it is pampering. To a lot of people, being loved means their loved ones should always be soft on them, always agree with what they say, never complain or criticise, never push them beyond their comfort zones… basically leave them as they are, accept them as they are and not show any signs of wanting to change them. But love is not love that pampers. Love is love that makes a difference. Pampering will weaken you. Love will create you.

After all, no man is perfect. There is endless scope to better ourselves. Except those who love you, no one else cares about whether you improve or not. In the name of tolerance, pampering will leave you with your imperfections. Even at the cost of hurting your ego, love will give you feedbacks to make a difference to you. Pampering works with your ego. Love works on you
No man can always be right. In the name of acceptance, pampering will make what's not okay look okay. Love will act as a mirror and reflect you to you - not as you want to be seen, but as you truly are. The world will punish you for your wrong; love will endure your wrong and work on making you right. Only those who love you will tell you that there is gunk on your nose; the rest will make a joke out of you. Pampering is a mere façade, wanting to appear nice. One of the most honest expressions of love is the courage to take the risk of being mistaken and yet being a constructive critic.

The motivation levels of most people are low. You need someone or something outside of you to push you. Pampering will sinfully leave you in your low performing, comfort zone. Love will even dare to risk the friendship to create the friend. To demand - 'Give more of you to life', is an intense expression of love. You cannot be left as you are. That which does not change does not grow and that which does not grow, dies. The call to awaken one from his slumber is pure, classic love.

Pampering is like boozing. It gives you a joyful evening but nothing about you may change. Love is like meditation. It may seem that nothing is happening and yet everything about you will change. Crave to be loved and to be created, and not to be pampered and get stagnated.
The French poet Guillaume Apollinaire said it this way."Come to the edge," he said. "We can't, we're afraid!" they responded."Come to the edge," he said. "We can't, we will fall!" they responded."Come to the edge," he said. And so they came. And he pushed them.And they flew.

Oh my beloved! I say to you, "My love may not come to you in the packaging you want. However, my love serves a purpose. It will create you."

A good read - 4

Good article to correct some of the data inside our mind.

http://www.livemint.com/2008/01/23231157/Fear-not-China-is-a-friend.html

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Humane effort

Last week I was again out of gurgaon and went to my cousin's place, arguably the most important place for me while I am out of Raipur. We were returning after shopping kites and Manjas and my brother took the car from the Back gate of Ramniwas garden and could have made through the other gate.But luck would have it the other way to show us some other gateways to create some worthy human beings out of our wicked self.

I saw some of the soul shattering scenes which opened my eyes for a good cause. I saw innumerable people outside the boundary of the gate sleeping with their families while I was still thinking of those two blankets that I would wrap over myself to give me the cozyness of the world standard. There were all variety; there were single and there were whole bunch of people who would/should belong to the same family. I was moved to the highest degree and that is when I decided to donate them the most important thing to them for the moment. No, not food but a blanket to prevent atleast a fraction of wind blowing to them which could have sent jitters down their spine.

I told my brother about my rock-firm determination to distribute 5 blankets which was then increased to 10. My brother's only response could be affirmative. We purchased 8 blankets the other day for Rs 640 and went out at around 12 am to spot the most potential poor human being.

Finally we stopped at a place to spot many people sleeping at a place. I got down of the car to extropolate a detailed view of the conditions beneath the " covering cloth " of the have-nots creatures, who were fighting a battle with the cold winds. I could see a child hardly managing to get his head inside the cloth without which could everything needed was available to fall ill in that ruthless weather. I asked the person sleeping to wake up. She immediately woke up and ,what is this?? She grabbed the blanket in the very similitude of a cheetah capturing the prey. Her eyes had little time to see as to who I was and all she needed at that time was a blanket. The scene was as pathetic as you can guess.

In the whole way wherever we stopped, we could see hell bound poors begging for the blanket. The need for a blanket was asymptotically high. They were for a blanket, ready to put their sleep in the backburner and were ready to walk even a km for a blanket. All this hardwork at 12am..!! Man !! was that India? The India which is growing continiously at 8.4% a year to become a trillion dollar economy.

We took a U turn to go home after distributing few blankets to poorest. What I saw was expected. The people sitting on the other side came to the other side and were ready to block our ways. We gave them what we could give. I can keep writing on this but the conclusion is more important then the anecdote.

Sighs !! 80 rs per blanket...just 80 rs...I remembered the huge shopping I did in that month which came upto rs 6-7K..Now I am dividing that money by 80..Yes, I could have bought 80 blankets.

Guys, please look around yourself and think of those movies which you have seen spending 175/- in the PVR theatre. That movie is equal to 2 blankets for these people..Join me in spending some money for these people. 1000 Rs an year is just .25 % of what we earn..That is 25 paise in that 100 Rs note..cant we give that sum to the real needy rather than adding yet another brand in the already overloaded wardrobe of ours.

THINK !!! ACT..

Sunday, January 13, 2008

A good read -3

A real good read: Found it very enriching.

http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/Opinion/Sunday_Specials/Mind_Over_Matter/The_answers_are_within/articleshow/2695534.cms

Please go through it..