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First we build the tools, then they build us :-(
Something that put me to think...The impending Singularity in our future is increasingly transforming every institution & aspect of human life, from sexuality to spirituality
Irritability is immaturity of character. If U R subject 2 being cross & unpleasant with others 4 no apparent reason, U need 2 come face-2-face with the fact that U R thinking too much of Urself. After all, Ur feelings R not the most important things in this world
Something tht I read - I am neither bitter nor cynical but I do wish there was less immaturity in political thinking.
Franklin D. Roosevelt

Friendship isn’t a big thing – it’s a million little things...

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It was a weekend evening when we got invited by our friends for a Christmas eve get together.
Meeting with friends on weekends is always a bonus as you not only get to meet friends but also get to eat good food!
We reached our friends place and one by one each family started joining the party.
Along with the food, wine and other drinks were also served. I was introduced to one of the friend who was visiting US on a project.
My friend said, meet Shanti she is my schoolmate and she is here on a project. Me and Shanti we had never met before and after we were introduced we just started our conversation and it was a never ending one. From one topic to the other it went on and the best part was that we both got so connected that I was not able to talk to other friends with whom I usually mingle with.
That night when we were parting we exchanged our emails and phone numbers. We were in touch as long she was here and one day she said that she is going back to India as her task is…

Is Love Really Blind?

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Today being weekend eve, I would like to share a very touching story of a friend who could never think of anything else besides numbers. Yes, when I say numbers it means the marks at school.
She was a bubbly, fun loving yet good in studies, sports, story writing – you name it. Such a talented and focused girl was pretty boring when it came to boys.
Everything was good about her except that she never gave attention to any boys. She has made her reputation herself.
After finishing school, she joined college and took degree and did her masters and got a good job.
By now she was a beautiful well groomed girl with a nice paying job and status in the society. Her job was of a big responsibility and hence she was sent for training to one city to other.
During her training session she meets lot of people there as colleagues and it so happened that one of them really impressed her. Her nature was good and so was her heart and when cupid worked no one knows. On the valentine’s day sh…

How corrupt you are to follow corruption?

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‘Dandi March’ which our Father of Nation MK Gandhi initiated for ‘Salt Satyagraha’ – an important part of Indian independence movement that was taught to us in History took place around 1930. Recently I read an article where in some NRI’s are initiating this ‘Dandi March II’ on March 12th from MLK’s memorial park in San Diego through LA and it will end on March 26th at Gandhi Statue in San Francisco. I also hear that this date coincides with the dates when actually MK Gandhi did this in 1930. This is against the corruption in India.
When I read this article, I remembered my days when I was working with Marico Industries – a food manufacturing company where I alone participated against corruption only to bring hope within my team that if we decide ‘We Can’ then we will definitely be successful in eradicating corruption from our system, it’s up to us .
I had completed my education in Employee Relations and Labor Laws & Labor Welfare where along the way while fulfilling …

A Warm Human Hand-Clasp - Mail

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I remember how I used to write diary as a kid and then it later got into blogging.
Today I have decided to publish some of the letters that I received and as things go further many letters may come out here as a memory.
This is a tribute to all those who fall in love and write mails to their loved ones to propose or even express love…. The names will not be mentioned here for privacy reasons.
Hi xxxx
Sending you this mail at the early hours of Sunday. Though for me Saturday has passed to Sunday uninformed. I want to tell you how good I felt talking to you today. My story today was piece of what I am and in honest ways how I have visualized myself. I hope you feel comfortable with what you heard.
From what we have spoken I can tell you that I want you to be part of my life.
I can tell you that I want to look at you as my ‘reason for life’. My meaning to what I make of myself. I am not much used to the romantic words of saying I love you, but I know that you could make me comp…

You always put your family first…How true is it?

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I was just going through my postal mail when I saw a mail coming from Canada. I opened it and it had these lines “You always put your family first… and we want to help.” It was about the government program for the Canadian citizens for the Universal Child Care Benefit, for Children’s Fitness Tax Credit, for Post-Secondary education and much more…!
Such a nice thought isn’t it that a country thinks so much about your kids and family and I am thinking what we do to make this family happy, healthy and flourishing?
The other day at lunch time one of my friend said, ‘we all say hello – hi by sitting in different rooms of one single house to each other – i.e. kids and parents’ and she said remember when we were kids how we used to have our family sitting together whether it’s near the dinner table or near the fire place, it used to have so much meaning and bonding that even when my parents are not there I still miss them and value their teaching and try to induce those in my kids. But what can …

Love is like dew that falls on both nettles and lillies...

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One of our colleague is getting married and so the team decided to honor his moment in a special way by cutting cake and sharing some gifts as token of love and good wishes.
It was called 'Man Shower' ~ what a weird name - I thought in fact some other members too thought of the same…but anyway the purpose was to have little fun and more of to give him the good wishes.

It was a surprise event….our manager really did a good job in keeping that serious face and calling it out a quick meeting on some of the work that our colleague was doing. We all were already in the room and hence screamed out to him as he entered ~ 'Surprise!!! and the smile was worth watching on his face.

Everyone troubled him by asking different kinds of question and saying you still have time to pull out of it…and what not. Few gave him advices as what to do and what not to do…and there was one of the colleague who is married for 22 years and I thought that is so awesome but then I went in deep thought w…

Personality is born out of pain. It is the fire shut up in the flint...

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As a first year science student in Ferguson, we used to rush from one class to the other and to cover it all practicals and completing journals would used to take away the remaining peace of mind.
Central School product and secondly coming from National Defense Academy, it kept us in discipline even in college days where actually one is supposed to enjoy the freedom of getting out of school life.
I remember I was told not to sit in the class if all the students are doing mass-bunk. This sounded very weird to me but then I thought to take it with a pinch of salt at that time.
I still remember after a heavy duty practical session – standing in the lab all evening had squeezed out all the energy and after 5 rushing to catch the Pune Municipal Transportation bus number 83/84/85 – to reach home was killing. Our bus timings were one hours frequency and that day we girls were so tired and fed-up of this routine run around to catch the 5:00 p.m. bus that we as a mass decided to go …

I shall not die of a cold. I shall die of having lived…

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Life sometimes really teaches you so many things in so many different ways.
I have realized this as I was growing up.

I remember it was spring time when I used to see this dark skinny guy wearing white shirt and white lungi (a traditional outfit for men in Southern part of India) with a black framed specs. The first thing I noticed was his smile where in I could see few twisted or broken teeth.
He used to come to our neighbor’s house where he used to make the ladies stitch the clothes. In a way he was making living for himself but at the same time he was giving a way of living to the ladies who were our neighbor’s sisters.

My dad used to come from office whether during lunch time or even after office hours this guy used to come and chit chat with him. They used to exchange cigarettes, at times my dad would prepare tea and invite him and things started moving on in this way.
I was a little girl watching him all the time as to me he was still a stranger…though people used to …