Thursday, February 24, 2011
Indifferent to 'Barking dogs'
Have you ever found yourself in a situation when you were chased by a dog? Almost everyone must have faced it. What had been your action? If you answer that you would just walk away then you are one the intelligent people I would like to trade with.If not, don't worry I would teach you the power of being indifference.
I have found in my experience that some people around you are jealous of you even without their knowledge, which would mean that it is a psychological factor. And when this jealous takes them they are unable to attain the same heights as that of the other guy.
And the only choice that they have is to pull down on our legs(like a dog). They cannot tell face to face that they are jealous of us and so they take another route and try to mock at us.And we being afraid of being mocked get down to their level and try to please them so that they can keep quite.
Now the next question is, Will you bark at a dog in reply when it barks at you?
the answer to this question is a definite no. Then why are we giving up easily to other people calling them as your friend?
Are you afraid of being friendless?
Let me tell you that no friend of yours is going to share his or her salary when he/she starts to earn. So why do you give yourself up to just few words of belittling which doesn't mean anything to you. Isn't it time to check yourself and live as you are?
Think about it again and try to be indifferent towards people who bark.
Negative Thoughts
Today, as the class was getting over my friend(G Manoj Kumar) asked me , Is it bad to have too much of negative thoughts? I wondered at that question for about ten seconds as I was taken aback by the content of it. I said Yes.
Then within myself I started to wonder what makes the negative thoughts to enter our mind and it was then I realized that our education system is to be blamed.
From our childhood we are taught about various laws and definitions which are standard.(I don't say that they are standard) And our mind subconciously gets used to it. So here we are with all those limits set around us because we are always taught about the limits of a thing or a machine or a theory but we are never taught about the possibilities of breaking a law or a definition.
Finally what has happened? We are within a circle telling ourselves that we won't cross it. While the fact is that the circle doesn't even exist.
So are you going to break your boundary and let your imaginations take wings?
Then within myself I started to wonder what makes the negative thoughts to enter our mind and it was then I realized that our education system is to be blamed.
From our childhood we are taught about various laws and definitions which are standard.(I don't say that they are standard) And our mind subconciously gets used to it. So here we are with all those limits set around us because we are always taught about the limits of a thing or a machine or a theory but we are never taught about the possibilities of breaking a law or a definition.
Finally what has happened? We are within a circle telling ourselves that we won't cross it. While the fact is that the circle doesn't even exist.
So are you going to break your boundary and let your imaginations take wings?
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Anger
The blood was dripping from his hand. With each drop falling on the ground he could hear her cry. He caught his forehead in a futile attempt to brush away the thoughts of her. The knife that had made the cut was glittering in the dark.
“What have I done?” he asked himself as he saw his wife dead on the floor killed by him.
He had returned home late and had found somehing unusual in the house. The air was aedulterated by someone else. He had opened his wife’s room and to his horror he had found another man with his wife. Losing his temper he took the kitchen knife and drove it through her throat.
“I shouldn’t have done this . I loved her not her body.” saying he fell on the floor besides her crying and caressing her with deep regret.
He lifted her lips and bought over to his. He needed to feel the warmth of her as he knew it would be the last. He kissed with such deep passion that even venus would have melted.
All of a sudden he noticed that the eyes of his wife were opening as if from deep sleep. Then slowly he could see her lips twitch into a smile. there was no blood and sunlight filled her.
“Another dream? Get up now, you are late for work” she said as she got up from the bed
“What have I done?” he asked himself as he saw his wife dead on the floor killed by him.
He had returned home late and had found somehing unusual in the house. The air was aedulterated by someone else. He had opened his wife’s room and to his horror he had found another man with his wife. Losing his temper he took the kitchen knife and drove it through her throat.
“I shouldn’t have done this . I loved her not her body.” saying he fell on the floor besides her crying and caressing her with deep regret.
He lifted her lips and bought over to his. He needed to feel the warmth of her as he knew it would be the last. He kissed with such deep passion that even venus would have melted.
All of a sudden he noticed that the eyes of his wife were opening as if from deep sleep. Then slowly he could see her lips twitch into a smile. there was no blood and sunlight filled her.
“Another dream? Get up now, you are late for work” she said as she got up from the bed
Friday, July 9, 2010
Life,s Puzzle
The garden was filled with many people of different kinds. Some were old while some were kids. In the midst rose a fountain which gave a cold breeze to the people in the garden. A 9 year old girl noticed a group of college guys having fun. They were laughing at things that the girl couldn’t understand. She looked at them and felt that her own world was not the one she liked. Regular home works crept into her dreams and killed her sleep sometimes. “I wanna be happy like them and it can happen only when i am a grown up” saying she took her way. Among the group of the guys that were having fun was a guy who was interested in a queer looking man seated in front of their bench. The man looked satisfied and self content. His face shone with a dazzling light that only people who had achieved greatness have. The boy looked at the man and then within him. ” I am wasting my time chit chatting with my friends for no reason, may be i should do something that will make me a well known person in the society” With this thought the boy’s heart became heavy and he again joined with his friends in some talks. The old man who was satisfied till now looked at the happy smiles and laughters of those young bloods. Everything was there waiting for him. All he wanted was to blink and the thing was before him. His money gave him everything but not his childhood. He gave up everything in making money but his heart was not satisfied although his body was. “Life is a puzzle” thought the old man and gazed at those people laughing and smiling.
Love Never Dies
It was winter and the oak tree which stood mighty as a king was shedding its leaves. The branches knew it was part of its cycle but couldn’t stop crying, for it was it’s love, it’s hope which kept it alive all through the year. All the oak tree could say was good bye with a heavy heart. It stood strong and stout with some of its branches being bitten by the merciless cold wind .
Spring arrived and new leaves grew on the branches. Leaves glittered in the sun. They knew nothing of themselves. All they knew was to work and prepare food and the oak tree was pleased with them.
Then summer arrived. The leaves were rejoicing in the sun and the warm breeze. In the hot sun a fire broke out in the hearts of the leaves and the tree. Both knew what was it and waited for the other to disclose. The oak tree always took the chances. So he spoke,
“Dear leaves , you gave me life andi am indebted to you. There is a special place for all of you in my heart and my heart holds a message for you…….” and the tree stopped.
“Tell us oh mighty tree, we are honoured to serve you” said the leaves.
“I love you” said the tree.
“What?” the leaves said acting as if they hated the idea, but they couldn’t it keep any longer in their heart. So they said “We are honoured to be your love oh mighty one”.
And so they danced and danced in the summer sun making the sheperds wonder why the tree swayed so much. The leaves and the oak tree both shared stories of love and kisses. But time swam too fast. It was end of summer and the leaves were becoming old.
“What is happening to us oh mighty one?” asked the leaves.
The oak knew the answer but never allowed it through his lips.
Winter arrived. Every leaf, one by one, fell dead on the ground with a cry of love for the tree . The oak tree’s heart had felt the pain before and many times. He watched his dead love on the ground and pearls of tears broke. The cycles of seasons were sorry. The wind was sorry too but still blew harder. None cared for the heart which for 20 years was played with.
The oak tree was now fed up with loving new leaves with new hopes only to see them die.The tree decided to submit its life to death. He pondered over the thought for whole winter untill spring arrived. New leaves appeared. But the tree had enough. No more pain his heart could bear. He avoided them. But the leaves kept caring neither knowing the past nor caring for the future.The tree was not to give in. But his heart needed someone to soothe it’s pain.
A new heart thumped with music in it.
Then one day in the summer the oak tree said to the leaves “I love you.”
Spring arrived and new leaves grew on the branches. Leaves glittered in the sun. They knew nothing of themselves. All they knew was to work and prepare food and the oak tree was pleased with them.
Then summer arrived. The leaves were rejoicing in the sun and the warm breeze. In the hot sun a fire broke out in the hearts of the leaves and the tree. Both knew what was it and waited for the other to disclose. The oak tree always took the chances. So he spoke,
“Dear leaves , you gave me life andi am indebted to you. There is a special place for all of you in my heart and my heart holds a message for you…….” and the tree stopped.
“Tell us oh mighty tree, we are honoured to serve you” said the leaves.
“I love you” said the tree.
“What?” the leaves said acting as if they hated the idea, but they couldn’t it keep any longer in their heart. So they said “We are honoured to be your love oh mighty one”.
And so they danced and danced in the summer sun making the sheperds wonder why the tree swayed so much. The leaves and the oak tree both shared stories of love and kisses. But time swam too fast. It was end of summer and the leaves were becoming old.
“What is happening to us oh mighty one?” asked the leaves.
The oak knew the answer but never allowed it through his lips.
Winter arrived. Every leaf, one by one, fell dead on the ground with a cry of love for the tree . The oak tree’s heart had felt the pain before and many times. He watched his dead love on the ground and pearls of tears broke. The cycles of seasons were sorry. The wind was sorry too but still blew harder. None cared for the heart which for 20 years was played with.
The oak tree was now fed up with loving new leaves with new hopes only to see them die.The tree decided to submit its life to death. He pondered over the thought for whole winter untill spring arrived. New leaves appeared. But the tree had enough. No more pain his heart could bear. He avoided them. But the leaves kept caring neither knowing the past nor caring for the future.The tree was not to give in. But his heart needed someone to soothe it’s pain.
A new heart thumped with music in it.
Then one day in the summer the oak tree said to the leaves “I love you.”
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Innocence
She was travelling to her neighbour village where her cousins lived.She took the window seat and allowed her eyes to gaze on the natural scenery. 90 years has been passed but still her strength never failed her. She thanked to the foods of the olden days which came without any adulteration. Her body was old but her soul was strong. She pitied the recent generations who were fragile.
The bus stood on a stop. A girl jumped in and took a seat near to the old lady. The old women noticed that the girls age must be around 19. She looked at the young skin which shone with brightness. Then she noticed that the young girl had a device plugged into her ears. She frowned and guessed that it should be the same device that people of her age wore.
"Pity her" she thought, "She is deaf, and needs a device to hear properly"
"Can you hear me" the old lady shouted at the top of her voice. All the passengers in the bus turned to look.
The girl looked at the old women and said "Yes I can hear, why do you ask?"
"Then why do you use the hearing aid?" asked the old women.
"It's an ipod" said the young girl.
She had never heard a thing named ipod.The old women pitied her more than before. "She is really deaf" she thought.
It's a real story , the young girl is my girl friend.
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