Have hope in relationship. Nothing ever means loss of it. Always it can be mended back, though not as better one as it earlier was, but at least as another new one which can bring back the old smiles.
Life blossoms
Love justifies
Under the
Relationship-umbrella.
Hold it tight
Close to heart
Success and love are neither everything nor nothing. If taken as everything, loss sucks; if taken as nothing, life sucks.
When in middle
Of deeply sucking defeats,
Agony half kills the show
Scrutiny disturbs the flow
Success appears far away
Negativity blocks every way.
Believing the return of glory,
Bringing out the joyful memory,
Killing the thoughts of recent past,
Keeping the best hope alive still,
Makes things work for you
Once again all in your way.
Working more irritates less compared to meaningless working! and work appears meaningless when the intention is unclear.
You would find the post done by Yamini here. Read and know her and me more.
First and the foremost, I congratulate myself on this six hundredth post. When we can encourage ourselves, inspire ourselves, moralize ourselves, I think nothing wrong in congratulating ourselves!
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Milestones almost every time prove that they are the real encouragement. They make us think more. They make us to want more. More than anything, they keep up the hope that they keep coming.
Every milestone,
Inscribes itself in one’s heart,
Inspires one with every thought,
Of achieving more attention,
Of demanding more of himself,
Of giving the best possible effort.
Milestone makes us think more not just on when we have arrived at it but also on how we have journeyed throughout. Good journey possesses an equally satisfying happiness irrespective of the outcome.
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Now coming to the dedication part for this special post, I’m not very sure how it appears to the world. But I’ve finally decided to go with it. Read on.
I’ve recently read a book titled “Heartbreaks and dreams” – girls at IIT, a novel by Parul Mittal. Nothing great about the story but right through the read I emotionally connected myself to it. I mean, not to the story line itself but to the places covered in the story and of course some incidents too.
Its all about few girls and their love lives in IIT Delhi. As I’ve already said, its not a great story but the places the author kept on mentioning in the book made me get lost in the memories of my own in IIT Delhi along with my friends, especially the places like Kailash hostel, mess, public announcement system and of course the common room. During our final year of M.Tech, one of my Telugu friends, Sravanthi, was elected as house secretary. She had full authority to allocate the rooms for inmates. Somehow she could succeed in getting rooms on same floor and that too in a row for all members of our Telugu girls’ batch. Throughout the year we enjoyed our presence to full extent. Birthday parties, night outs, late night movie shows in rooms, arrangements for functions, project review dead lines extravaganza, placement preparation used to happen so regular and so enjoyable that none of us had ever expected it.
Even today, as I write this, all the pleasure we experienced in those days comes to my mind. I miss it; we all miss it in fact. I use to wonder if I ever go back to IIT hostel, how I would feel. Thoughts about my friends would fill me up. Well being of my friends would come to my mind. As I stand in the corridor I will think about their smiles and happiness they would be going through at that time except of one, she herself, Sravanthi, the house secy.
She is no more.
Back in IIT, in those days, we used to think that one day we all would meet again in our hostel with families and lots of smiles. But this will never happen as it is. We will miss her. We will surely miss her charming smile and dynamic will power.
I dedicate this post to her.
We love you ‘73’…!!! (Nick name)
Being responsible defines a person not the responsibilities.
PS: Hi friends, I was sick last week and couldn’t quite concentrate on updating this space. I’m fine now! Hope you are doing well. Check this space for my post number 600. Thinking of special dedication; let me see!
It starts with liking first of all;
Turns to craziness at some point;
Continues as love happily ever after;
The point to be noted down here is, in all cases it may turn to craziness, but it may not continue as love!
When two people decide to stay together as life partners, the very moment they do not really understand what they are going to do with their future. The ‘I love you’ they convey to each other may not mean it’s fullest meaning.
It starts with liking first of all.
The natural side effect of teenage moulds the guys and girls with certain expectations on the qualities they would love to have in the person with whom they would have to live their married life. The moment they meet the person with such qualities, may not all qualities but at least more than the respective cut off fixed in their minds, they start feeling the presence of their ‘someone’. And soon they would like to have the person around for their life time. So, it is started!
They convey the same to the person. I’m cutting short the story from the other person’s point of view as it involves many dynamics to decide. Once the person agrees, its love the next moment!
Turns to craziness at some point;
Another natural side effect of love, more in it’s starting stage, is the wish to spend more and more time with each other, if possible in person or otherwise over a call. Now that kick starts the addiction. As they spend time together more, speak to each other more, they naturally get to know each other’s true self more, provided none lies. Lie, is an integral part of the process which makes the two one. Not that they lie about themselves, they lie for each other. They lie for love, for their partner. Sometimes, with some sexy lies, the situation becomes emotionally romantic.
How small ever the good news is, 
It feels like celebrating.
How crazy ever the deep wish is,
It feels like fulfilling.
How far ever the lovely partner is,
It feels like reaching.
How difficult ever the situations is,
It feels like scintillating.
Well, as I said earlier in the post, not all pairs get through the craziness stage. Its not a small story to reason it out. Everyone have their choices. But one main reason, I suppose, I’d like to mention here. Some people want to continue having the craziness around throughout the relationship. Some want it till some extent and later practicality comes in to the picture for them. When two people with opposite mindset in this particular sense come together, after the craziness stage, they tend to dislike the happenings and in turn each other. On the other hand, two people with similar mindset continue their relationship with better liking for each other day after the day. By the way, in some cases, though the two are with different mind sets they stay together, compromise or whatever, they stick to their guns in terms of love.
Continues as love happily ever after;
There comes a stupendous yet serious transition stage. Not just the side effect but the intended and very much required understanding of life, goals and family moulds the pair into couple. The earlier days’ addiction becomes matured wish to support the partner. The earlier type of lies slowly dies out, though the process of lying continues based on situation! This time they say they lie for their family. Fair enough, as long as it does not back-stab!
Meeting may not matter much,
But the togetherness does.
Waiting may not matter much,
But the well being does.
Pampering may not matter much,
But the planning does.
Kissing may not matter much,
But the romance does.
The verbs or the nouns coming in the second lines of the above stanzas take the highest priority. The ones in the first lines do not die out but continue adding the freshness to the relationship time to time. More chances are that the lacking of highest priority items often ruins the relationship than not taking efforts to bring in freshness. People often complain that they are not being loved as much as they were during the start of the relationship. This happens because the craziness (of love) is mistaken or misunderstood as love and they did expect it to be there at every stage of love life.
That’s it from my side as of now on this topic.
Like, go crazy, love and keep it up! Life and love are beautiful. The moment they compete with each other, you can not ask for more!
Either wanted or unwanted your doings are comments get flowing in from people all the time. If it is wanted, ignore them; they mean nothing to you. And if it is unwanted, ignore them anyway; they are not meant for you.
Hi friends, hope you all had a blasting or I must say ‘thundering’ New Year’s night.
Wishing you all a very happy, energetic and eventful new year!
In spite of it’s repetitiveness, New Year eve ignites us with all sorts of resolutions. How many of them come true will only be known by end of the year. But we do not get realized completely as much as it should have been, as the year end again engages us in pulling out the list of brand new resolutions for the coming year. That’s how it is and that’s why we enjoy the eve every time despite of the flopped resolutions.
‘Natural newness’ is the phrase rounding in my mind whole day. Thinking of doing this and that in this year, taking things in this and that way, have been occupying my mind and I hope and wish you do have the same sense of feelings. Whatever it is, one thing is for sure that what’s all happening is for good provided we determine to take out the good hidden in every happening.
Apart from what I want to keep to myself I’d like to tell you on what I look forward in this New Year. Nothing alien; some smiles, some tears, some moments of satisfaction, some challenges, some successes, some failures, some happiness and lots of strength and courage to withstand and can still breath through the odds. Too many? Sorry, can’t help it!
Once again, I wish you all a good start in 2012. Enjoy the new calendar week!
The year has been longer I feel. Two reasons why.
One, on the last night of last December I didn’t experience the joy similar to what I used to, on the New Year’s night. As I’m in a mood to celebrate it this year I certainly recollect the joyous celebrations from far past. I feel its too long time in between!
And two, this has been an eventful year for me in all terms. I had to marvel my guns to estate the mixed outcomes. I love the learnings I earned. I thank myself for the tsunami posts I did as ‘take homes’ at my blog which would surely release me from writing them down all at one go!
Apart from what I want to keep to myself I’d like to pen down my memories month by month. Let me clarify to myself how my memory is!
January: I lost my very good but visiting habit of writing diary. In fact I wanted to turn it to my permanent hobby. I flopped with no efforts spent not to. It was an effortful month at work.
February: I made maiden efforts in accompanying my close friend’s wedding-shopping. With the cricket world cup, I put all my efforts in improving my writing skill once again on the name of cricket, my favorite pass time.
March: I experienced a never before joy and along with it the newness as my birthday this time was celebrated thrice, covering all friends I have in Pune. I missed it out on attending my best pal’s wedding and this is one of those very times I felt disappointed about my working life. Cricket world cup robbed half of my thoughts.
April: I was first on Facebook. I felt immensely blessed with the idea after getting in touch with my long lost friends. After being almost a devotee and a big supporter of the Indian cricket team, I watched the World Cup winning moments with eyes full of tears. I’d been on a joyful and memorable trip to Ellora caves with team.
May: Mom and dad were here in Pune with me. We’d been on a family trip to Ellora and Ajanta caves. I think the first of it’s kind in the recent past. Mom was with me throughout the month and needless to say how tasty my food had been and happy my heart had been.
June: For the first time in my professional life I had to farewell one of my very few good friends. Later I took no time to realize that life till then was different. I got promoted and uplifted in spirits along with.
July: I still feel one of my happiest days at work belongs to this month. With the one hundred and twenty fifth Wimbledon championships I registered myself as a full time Grand Slam follower. I started one of my best hobbies all over again, book reading.
August: Home trip kept me away from the internet but narrowed down the distance between me and many houses of relatives and friends. Throughout the last six months I had been on full learning process at work, in terms of both technical and professional. Once again I archived myself as a big supporter following the debacle of Team India in England.
September: As a blogger I must say it was a successful month. I challenged myself with a minimum of one post every day and I conquered it. Off the record, I had to do couple of posts on wrong calendar date though. Plane crash of the Ice Hockey team did sensitize me for days. US open and the Men’s singles finals made me love the game more. I was back on track with book reading.
October: For the first time ever in my life I had been a full time marriage attendee. I enjoyed the wedding work as well my blogging on every day’s events. One more time I proved my bad habit of eating unsafely as the day of my cousin’s marriage turned out to be the most uncomfortable day of the year with the stomach upset. Though I’m now not completely up to the mark with safe intake I definitely changed my eating attitude.
November: One of the toughest months I ever had in my professional life. I had to withstand the feeling of departing another good friend at work. I sustained until the farewell party, finally I broke down. Reading the biography of Steve Jobs helped me in understanding the importance of pursuing the passion as profession.
December: Another successful month of blogging as my interest in writing took new turn. I had a satisfying week at work with an unexpected hit of work I did which in turn brought the rarest chance of meeting some of the successful professionals. Not to miss, my mind these days has been covered with hell lot of thoughts that I suppose I never had to face earlier. Hope the things settle down over next couple of months.
So, this is it with the recollection for this year.
I’ll post my thoughts on what I look forward in 2012 later, maybe tomorrow.
Guys and girls, ladies and gentlemen, I wish you all a very joyful New Year’s night tonight.
Be doubly careful when you write. Said can be forgiven with time but not easily the written. Every time the note pops up before the naked eye it recaps and rebuilds the gap, at least in a small proposition!
Never let the hurdles take you; give your best to take on instead.
You can not change the speed of the wind but you can change the speed with which you have to run, to reach the destination in time, while racing against the wind.
PS: Find here the continuation of the yesterday's book review post on the sequel "Every Second Counts".
Some people just don’t give one last chance after they have decided; some do give. There is a point. Those who give last chance may be are kind or might not be confident of their own decisions. Those who usually don’t give the last chance may be are stubborn or might have pondered enough upon the decision already. And never to forget, circumstances do take charge every time!
I belong to the first category, who usually doesn’t give the last chance! What about you? No need to say, just think about it and know yourself more! By the way, don’t imagine situations; try to get the answer from your behavior in the past where you lived your own shoes.
Author: Lance Armstrong with Sally Jenkins
# Sequel to “It’s Not About the Bike”
Good that Armstrong has decided to do this sequel. It does give us the idea on the aftermath battle of him with the sport, the doping allegations, his body, and for that matter the shadowing fear of getting the disease back, all again. Dream comeback do exhilarate the heart of the concerned, be it the sport or any other field. Often they do induce the doubts on the person’s ethical attitude by misinterpreting the power of the burning desire of the concerned as catching victory through unethical means. Interesting, as the sports persons, though healthy, use the drugs to enhance their performances, the people who are refreshed with their admirable comebacks after the gap turn out to be the real sufferers. After reading about the way random drug checks are done usually, one would not resist himself from protesting it though he could. Social media takes the front 
seat in naming or defaming anybody. When it comes to the celebrities, media always enjoys hundreds of eyes and ears. Not by luck but by his actions, Armstrong could successfully come out negative to the hell lot of blood samples that had been taken from his veins. How it actually feels to be the face helplessly going through such dangerous allegations, if proven kills the career, and could have been proven in any possible wrong way, has been narrated so realistically.
I was never aware of the cycle racing and what the sport was all about, how the teams where chosen, how the winner would happen! Thanks to the authors for showing courtesy on illiterates like me of the sport by explaining it enough. I used to imagine the series of cycles and the cyclists racing ahead, but the team work and the dependency of the winner on his own team is far away different from my imagination or understanding. In most of the team games, as I know it, team members help as one or two outperform in a game but the story here with this sport is entirely different. Team members sacrifice to make one person, the lead, successful and that’s the spirit! Or, there is no need to get excited so much, it’s the way the sport is and so as the players would have moulded themselves. Nevertheless, I can’t resist myself from accepting it as the greatness of the sportive spirit. But at the same time I’m not very sure of the other side of the story what and how the supporters in a team get or feel of what they are supposed to do. I’ll like to know if any note on this topic appears in future.
Well, its neither a small thing nor an event which we get to see happening every now and then that someone fights back from the death bed to win five consecutive titles of the prominent Tour the France and an Olympic medal as well. Armstrong has done it as if its not a big deal at all. Hats off to his strong will power and his team’s, mom’s and family’s sacrifices!
Every sacrifice counts!
Author: Lance Armstrong with Sally Jenkins
Lance Armstrong, the man who has survived the cancer with the help of doctors and the killer chemo cycles at his age of just 25, has wonderfully explained the tale of his journey back to life in his autobiography. For all his adventurous and miraculous come back, Armstrong prefers the science and technology, will power, to the spirituality. Not that it matches with my point of view, but the way he has justified it convinced me enough.
Having been a teenage-mother, Armstrong’s mom has been through it enough to have her baby. Ever since his birth they both have grown up together, one as a friendly mom and the other as her lover-boy son. He says, he never had to lie his mom. That’s how she nurtured him right since the beginning and that’s how they both have grown up for each other.
Once the cancer was diagnosed it was the friends of him who did it all first of all. However, no matter how the world takes care of you, a mom is a mom and her love is the strongest. His decision to get operated at one of the two preferred hospitals was explained interestingly. Hardly having had any chances to live back he and his team handled the situation incredibly. Now I know, its important to be educated about the disease with which one is supposed to battle his heart out.
My goodness, I did never care to know what chemotherapy was about! So did I for the cycle racing and the famous Tour De France. I read somewhere, to get familiar with anything, read a minimum of three books but I guess Lance Armstrong’s this book has made me enough contented of these topics with just one read. And on the sponsorships, I’m now sure better than before of how sponsors pay for the legs and hands of the players.
Going through the pages one would feel the never deniable dependency of human life on friends, parents and most importantly the life partner. Either to go for it or to hit a comeback!
Mr and Mrs Armstrong’s married life, their decision to go with the IV treatments, the way his best half had lectured him ensuring he was not being hurt, which ultimately brought him back to racing track with full determination, have been written so amazingly that you would not mind giving the whole story a single sitting to be done with.
All in all an interesting, inspiring and intellectual read it was. Even since i’m back in with touch with books I’ve been going through the awesomeness. I’m happy for the same.
At any phase of your life, either you yourself or your relatives/friends have to face a life threatening disease, and feel completely low on coming back to life, I recommend you to get or gift this book. I know, book reading, especially amidst such horrifying circumstances, is not practically possible always. So, better read it now and be prepared to face it, be it any worst! Not a bad idea either!
PS: Next would be the post on Lance Armstrong’s next book, the sequel to the one explained in this post. I read them back to back.
So, it seems all set for the Boxing Day test to begin in the cricket grounds of Melbourne, Australia, so as the Indian and Australian cricket fans too. The cricketing world is looking at this series too. Some want the Indians to outplay the Aussies. Few others want to continue watching the downfall of the Australian cricket. However, everyone knows about the gutsy Australians comebacks does not matter from which depth of misery they have to head from.
On the other hand, its well known how easily the Team India can spoil it’s own fate on the day of not it’s. Comebacks are not much practiced and so as the aggressive attacks by the way. Well, with the so called good mix of experienced and the young Indian players, it is expected from this particular Indian team this time that this series must be productive not just in terms of entertainment but also the success and of course some pictures of the team with the glittering trophy at the end.
Big contest is on the cards no doubt and why not when the anticipation is such a huge. But is the Indian team really set to satisfy the mere performance requirements to win the series? I don’t think so. Injuries are obviously the show stoppers this time too as if the injuries are being practiced more than the game itself. One bowler walks out and the speculation starts on the Indian bowling attack! Is this the team that is expected to do much? I seriously doubt, especially when it comes to the bowling department.
Batting is one of the strengths of the Indian side but many agree if I have to say that it’s the only strength India shall march on this time. Big names often leave big miseries. It happened in the past enough times adding strength to this argument. Nevertheless, with the swashbuckling batting order, India is hottest favorite. But if the Indian batting performance has to appear sexy, young Indian players shall fire like never before. If the same old trio will have to keep on saving it for India like before, frankly, it’d be no big bash.
As the Indian team is ready to fire it’s young guns, it seems Team Australia is all set to launch it’s aged missiles. Not just twice or thrice the average age of the Australian dressing room is so high. As the man in Indian young player moulds in the tours with the team, a mere Australian debutant would have already gone ahead and experienced the manliness in the domestic cricket tournaments. Whatever, when its time to say get set go, age does not matter so as the manliness, only the player inside shall pop out. Be it a young or old player, once the ball and bat have to kiss each other, it’s the game that experiences the orgasm.
All in all, this time round, there is a very fair and good chance for Team India to clinch the trophy. As always, I hope to have fun watching this tournament. No more monkey-gates are envisioned but you never know it enough when the emotions take over on the field. Let’s hope for the best bash.
Wrong tone of voice is often the reason why people end up with conflicts as the difference in opinion enjoys the less contribution.
Living in memories is painful as we miss the pals but productive as we learn to live!
Life is not a movie that somebody can direct it out to make you realize of someone’s good/bad nature followed by a happy ending. To understand people, chances come in the way shall be grabbed, whatever and how tougher they might are.
Some are never understood and with the rest we always fell just short of understanding.
He who defines is often aware of the loop holes associated with too, and the dangerous act is to mess it up with him straightaway.
People when can not reach you with what you want, consolation is the way they try. At times, with smart people trying to reach you, you misunderstand the consolation as what you want!
Now, it goes without saying, beware!
Many things just stay as things
Some things remain something.
Many people are known as someone
Some people remain someone.
Warmth enough;
Close to heart;
Always cherished;
Effortlessly remembered.
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