Its a time when not many are looking forward to have a religious life, may be a bit more on the spiritual side. But this does not still negate the need of having a connection to the God, or to the inner self. Can I term it as a connection to the spirit as being spiritual. Lets not do it now. Lets assume we want to get spiritual, and we have different ways to do it. We tend to imagine the power rays in the world universe to concentrate and do it back in the backyard of immense energy that our soul possesses. We have estimated that an average brain uses only 7% of what is is capable of, and still we know so much, or assume we do. Same is the case with spiritualism. Each one has his own interpretation, each one of us is right, because its one's own belief. Its not something that comes out from an idol or sky or dead sea, its the devotion one has. To blindly listen to few speeches on spirituality, after listening to few great saints, and integrating that thought to extent that one knows more than universe is wrong. Its alarming infact. Many would not like htis article teaching others as to how to get the things going, but I have myself seen people trying to do a particular yoga to get best wavelengths out of u.What would have happened if humans had wings , then we must be looking deep in earth and praying. Why we often look up and pray, is trying to connect God in sky. Is he really that far. Is he not with you, if he is to exist.
The God is pure, he can just do nothing wrong. He does not steal in childhood, he does not has any element of jealousy , he does no felony, all his actions are marked pure since he is God and must be doing for a good cause. I happen to stumble on saints in India, few of them had hookah with them, and few drink bhang (the drink of lord). Then there are other ways of getting intoxicated and reaching out to God, the lord above . Have you ever met a person who says he can connect to God , ask him if he is pure. Why do i see people connecting to God, getting them intoxicated in a way , like smoking something or drinking. Is it the God's way. Probably not. Its a way to connect to yourself. You always know whats good and whats not, but you dont have courage to do it. Sometimes you might need it, but you may not. Most saints who dont have any fear are often found in serene white silence, speaking less often, trying to connect to themselves (they themselves might term it connecting to superpower above). The fact is our mind and our human body are a combined energy power house, too difficult to cope with if let it go free. People who are able to exceed the limits of normal brain usage are not too hard to find. They might not be successful like CEO of company or creator of social networking website. That is just an idea that worked, the whole idea of using brain power to predict and mould the life for better society is the spiritual self.
Once you have reached to a level where you can see not you but the world world at center, you will not be the saint who drank .
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Tell me
tell me i cant do it , and i will prove u wrong ... tell me u can also do it, i will help u ... tell me we both cant do it, i will make u believe we can do it ... tell me there is no tomorrow, and i can tell you its already next day in India , when i am still a date behind in here .... so dont think where u r , think what you want to do. Dont think how you landed here, think how you can use this place to be launchpad for future. Don't be contented when a goal is reached, use it as inspiration for next level. Dont think you have struggled to reach this place, think you will glide on from here. Smoking to get rid of tension, it will smoke you out of life, don't think about me next time you smoke. Think of your loved ones. If you do that, remember you can for rest of your life boast about it. Tell me you can do it. Gained a lot of weight, easy eating hard getting rid of it. Eat less , exercise more, dont count calories. Tell yourself you can do it. there is no more motivation than self motivation. Tell me you can do it.
the path is hard , the life is harder. To win over the world is a challenge, to win over loved ones should be a passion, and to win over onself the aim. Tell me you can do it, and if you are not sure, stand with me , and we will do it .
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Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Dictionary you should carry
Throughout my life I have grown up learning new words from so many languages. New and glorious words, but few words were easy to learn, and hard to implement. I now understand, we all have our own dictionaries. I used to laugh when I read the statement, "I dont have impossible in my dictionary", and replied it with, "Brother, someone gave you a sub standard one", or "you need to learn how to read it".
I realize its time now when we need to know how to really read that dictionary. The words we should carry with us most of the times, and words we should just forget as aging process of a human brain should be re-defined. I can't tell for sure what words are needed for one particular person, few things are clear. Words like hatred, jealousy, terrorism and dis-respect should be shunned.Words like friendship, trust , respect , understanding, mutual prosper and victory for all be promoted
I realize its time now when we need to know how to really read that dictionary. The words we should carry with us most of the times, and words we should just forget as aging process of a human brain should be re-defined. I can't tell for sure what words are needed for one particular person, few things are clear. Words like hatred, jealousy, terrorism and dis-respect should be shunned.Words like friendship, trust , respect , understanding, mutual prosper and victory for all be promoted
Angered ... destruction .... calmness
how many times do you lose your temper. The more you lose it , more it is considered bad by people around us. Is it really that bad, if it is , does it result in materialistic lost, intellectual loss or just emotional loss. Do you want to control it and it then builds up in you. The high pace of life gets us off the foot and we tend to believe that life is meant to be so complicated, or so hectic. We chose it to be so. We made it so. We ourselves did it. We are responsible for overlooking the time we have. We can do wonders if we want . There will be a thousand relevant articles on how to be calm, what to eat , the calming down techniques , count 1 to 10 , read the sky , count stars and some more. I am least intersted in those. Nor am I going to advise on how to get out of it. A thought is pondering to be shared, a word from the heavens above in my brain to be transpired on.
Anger and Temper leads to destruction, a mandatory thing to happen in life. If everything today is as is goes into tomorrow and does that for years, the Earth will be full of junk , and so many things which we might not appreciate. We keep a piece of wood for emotional value, we might not really have any use for it now or ever, but still hold to it. Emotions have a place higher in life than we anticipate, but then there is always a logical end to it. You cant avoid them, but you can always find a way to work with them. We all are bound to be error prone, not only the one we initiate. An emotional outbreak might result in very logical discussions, often marred by issues we face in everyday life but not talked about in general. The best way to deal with them is to think what will happen if you are not angry. What will happen if you keep on smiling, and set everything fine. These pity things dont count in long life, but we can surely have angry words up for each furious word hurled at us, and same situation can become lifelong reason for not talking.
If you feel reading this was waste of time, and you are as angry as you can be, cool down. Think for two minutes, there is lot more junk we read and see. If you have cooled down, you can add yourself as a friend on right side , and still leave a comment . Anything is appreciated.
Anger and Temper leads to destruction, a mandatory thing to happen in life. If everything today is as is goes into tomorrow and does that for years, the Earth will be full of junk , and so many things which we might not appreciate. We keep a piece of wood for emotional value, we might not really have any use for it now or ever, but still hold to it. Emotions have a place higher in life than we anticipate, but then there is always a logical end to it. You cant avoid them, but you can always find a way to work with them. We all are bound to be error prone, not only the one we initiate. An emotional outbreak might result in very logical discussions, often marred by issues we face in everyday life but not talked about in general. The best way to deal with them is to think what will happen if you are not angry. What will happen if you keep on smiling, and set everything fine. These pity things dont count in long life, but we can surely have angry words up for each furious word hurled at us, and same situation can become lifelong reason for not talking.
If you feel reading this was waste of time, and you are as angry as you can be, cool down. Think for two minutes, there is lot more junk we read and see. If you have cooled down, you can add yourself as a friend on right side , and still leave a comment . Anything is appreciated.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Monterey bay
It has been a dream too long to have a room by side of ocean, a beach just a few feet away and sleep in the sound of water. Go down the beautiful beach, listen to the music of water , watch the waves crash into each other and crumble to the madness of luxury entire sea has to offer, then go down and try to reach the farthest land it can , and still not touch the point it desires.
Monterey is 70 miles from Fremont, and is famous for its fishery and the coastline. More important , it is just an hour drive from Fremont. So all bags set and packed to go there.
Destination : Best Western Beach Resort , Monterey
Partners in crime: Me, Anshu , Vaishu , Vikram
The Car : Brand New Infiniti G 37 (touchwood)
We started off as usual in the lazy manner, with the target leaving time as 930 AM, we barely made out of bed by that time. We hit the road as late as 11:15 PM , and encountered heavy traffic. The initial drive to Big Sur was cut short by heavy traffic , and we decided to check in the hotel first. We got the room at 2:15 PM and drove directly to big sur, even without unloading. We did have a slice of food while waiting for the room keys. Big Sur. The name "Big Sur" is derived from the original Spanish-language "el sur grande", meaning "the big south", or from "el país grande del sur", "the big country of the south".
The first point we crossed was bixby Creek Bridge, and we stopped for a couple of shots of the famous bridge. The entire drive was scenic and awesome for anyone who loves Sea. Different shades of water could be found nearly everywhere from lighest shade of blue to the darkest of green. The underwater life along with possible white sand and rocks gave it a majestic look. What looked from a distance was silent sea, protesting violently at the shore. And we moved on the final destination Pfeiffer Big Sur State Park. We took a short trail to the national park which had one of the smallest but most popular waterfall I have seen, and possibly the only one not to have public access. It seems amazing how the supply of water in that tiny waterfall has persisted over the years.
We then had a small photo session here and there, and planned to go either for 17 mile drive or Fisherman Wharf in Monterey enroute to Best Western Resort. The sunlight prompted us to go directly to the resort, for that majestic sunset we might just be able to watch. The decision worked perfectly fine as we were able to witness the majestic sunset. I had earlier seen Sunrise in Nandi Hills , and missed the opportunity to see famous Darjeeling sunrise in 2002 (still repenting it ), but this was not to be missed. captured the sun naked hand , and tried to stop it , but it just did not. I came to know one more thing, they lied. All those poets who claimed sun goes in sea lied. I was by the bay , the Pacific Ocean, and it still went behind the hills on the side. The pace it went down with made us wonder, is Earth rotating really that fast, or we were just so majestically enthralled in the experience that the time just flew by.
As it went down, all partners in crime just got few mice running in stomach, we have been traveling whole day with skipped meals, the small place had whole lot of options. You name the cuisine and it had it, from cheap to most expensive. We jumped into the new Infiniti and hoped it give us all the options , which it promptly did. I will skip the discussions what followed to decide what happened, but took another 20 minutes to finalize a venue , which we promptly discarded as soon as we saw the ambiance of the place . The dinner was then done at Round Table Pizza , followed with Ice Cream at Baskin Robins and played a handful of cards before we retired off to sleep for next day plans.
The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo
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Monterey is 70 miles from Fremont, and is famous for its fishery and the coastline. More important , it is just an hour drive from Fremont. So all bags set and packed to go there.
Destination : Best Western Beach Resort , Monterey
Partners in crime: Me, Anshu , Vaishu , Vikram
The Car : Brand New Infiniti G 37 (touchwood)
We started off as usual in the lazy manner, with the target leaving time as 930 AM, we barely made out of bed by that time. We hit the road as late as 11:15 PM , and encountered heavy traffic. The initial drive to Big Sur was cut short by heavy traffic , and we decided to check in the hotel first. We got the room at 2:15 PM and drove directly to big sur, even without unloading. We did have a slice of food while waiting for the room keys. Big Sur. The name "Big Sur" is derived from the original Spanish-language "el sur grande", meaning "the big south", or from "el país grande del sur", "the big country of the south".
The first point we crossed was bixby Creek Bridge, and we stopped for a couple of shots of the famous bridge. The entire drive was scenic and awesome for anyone who loves Sea. Different shades of water could be found nearly everywhere from lighest shade of blue to the darkest of green. The underwater life along with possible white sand and rocks gave it a majestic look. What looked from a distance was silent sea, protesting violently at the shore. And we moved on the final destination Pfeiffer Big Sur State Park. We took a short trail to the national park which had one of the smallest but most popular waterfall I have seen, and possibly the only one not to have public access. It seems amazing how the supply of water in that tiny waterfall has persisted over the years.
We then had a small photo session here and there, and planned to go either for 17 mile drive or Fisherman Wharf in Monterey enroute to Best Western Resort. The sunlight prompted us to go directly to the resort, for that majestic sunset we might just be able to watch. The decision worked perfectly fine as we were able to witness the majestic sunset. I had earlier seen Sunrise in Nandi Hills , and missed the opportunity to see famous Darjeeling sunrise in 2002 (still repenting it ), but this was not to be missed. captured the sun naked hand , and tried to stop it , but it just did not. I came to know one more thing, they lied. All those poets who claimed sun goes in sea lied. I was by the bay , the Pacific Ocean, and it still went behind the hills on the side. The pace it went down with made us wonder, is Earth rotating really that fast, or we were just so majestically enthralled in the experience that the time just flew by.
As it went down, all partners in crime just got few mice running in stomach, we have been traveling whole day with skipped meals, the small place had whole lot of options. You name the cuisine and it had it, from cheap to most expensive. We jumped into the new Infiniti and hoped it give us all the options , which it promptly did. I will skip the discussions what followed to decide what happened, but took another 20 minutes to finalize a venue , which we promptly discarded as soon as we saw the ambiance of the place . The dinner was then done at Round Table Pizza , followed with Ice Cream at Baskin Robins and played a handful of cards before we retired off to sleep for next day plans.
The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo
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Thursday, August 19, 2010
One More Friend Lost ..
One More Friend Lost ..
Posted by Deepak Gupta on August 11, 2007 at 12:04pm
Last few weeks have been most entralling in my life , when i am getting new friends and losing old ones, for like a snake i am , seems like loosing the old skin, but believe me its very very painful. A tear trickles down the eye, with each falling wicket. with each wound that has over the times dug deep in the flesh, that the marks will stay till the end. How easy it is to end something you wanted for so long. For losing love i have never loved , but losing good friends is what has started pinching me. For so long have i been tired to smile now, for someone who might not even consider me a friend. for all those who still talk to me cauz i call them sometimes or we chat regularly .. PLEASE STOP ... Some friends are made life long , and as such one expect them to be there.
There can be sometimes when the mood is not right , but you dont tell a friend , i am watching TV. seems somethings more important than me. I believe one odd day humans might be able to survive without food , water or oxygen , but without friends .. impossible, for that will be existing and not living...
Some people grow so fast in the career , and at such a pace , that they start ignoring turtle paced people like me. for them who dont care about bad luck , and still for those friend whose major concern seems to be more than other people watching scraps by them in my srapbook as potentional danger as to what others will say, there is just one thing i wanna say. believe me , i dont want to , but here it goes .. "always be nice to people on your way up , you generally meet them on your way down".
I know i have been too slow in this fast paced world, and friends are tired of moving so slow. and here i stand in this world , making new friends who will also one day lose my hand in this fast paced world. And this is what i have stopped from making new friends, want to hold a few left. some of my best pals , my best stress relievers have now become so big , that they dont have time or advise. only one thing u can expect from them , ask yourself. I have been left in this jungle world as a foe among friends. thank you miss , it has been nice knowing you for so long ...
one thing i realised evening of aug 10, friday that it is so easy to be shut, to feel so little, to be eradicate. time when i realised people dont take me serious any more. for should i stop fooling around. for i will try to seal my lips.
For this friend of mine ,anyone can take a guess.
I know i dont have any manners to talk to anyone, but to be neglected as today , to make me realise what I am ... to tell not the world , who cares about it after all (other than her) ... feels real good. good bye friend , you will go to greater heights , to places never touched by anyone. Ask me it will be very very very hard for me to live without taking her advise, but i promise i will never ever again disturb you while you are watching TV or not ...
Posted by Deepak Gupta on August 11, 2007 at 12:04pm
Last few weeks have been most entralling in my life , when i am getting new friends and losing old ones, for like a snake i am , seems like loosing the old skin, but believe me its very very painful. A tear trickles down the eye, with each falling wicket. with each wound that has over the times dug deep in the flesh, that the marks will stay till the end. How easy it is to end something you wanted for so long. For losing love i have never loved , but losing good friends is what has started pinching me. For so long have i been tired to smile now, for someone who might not even consider me a friend. for all those who still talk to me cauz i call them sometimes or we chat regularly .. PLEASE STOP ... Some friends are made life long , and as such one expect them to be there.
There can be sometimes when the mood is not right , but you dont tell a friend , i am watching TV. seems somethings more important than me. I believe one odd day humans might be able to survive without food , water or oxygen , but without friends .. impossible, for that will be existing and not living...
Some people grow so fast in the career , and at such a pace , that they start ignoring turtle paced people like me. for them who dont care about bad luck , and still for those friend whose major concern seems to be more than other people watching scraps by them in my srapbook as potentional danger as to what others will say, there is just one thing i wanna say. believe me , i dont want to , but here it goes .. "always be nice to people on your way up , you generally meet them on your way down".
I know i have been too slow in this fast paced world, and friends are tired of moving so slow. and here i stand in this world , making new friends who will also one day lose my hand in this fast paced world. And this is what i have stopped from making new friends, want to hold a few left. some of my best pals , my best stress relievers have now become so big , that they dont have time or advise. only one thing u can expect from them , ask yourself. I have been left in this jungle world as a foe among friends. thank you miss , it has been nice knowing you for so long ...
one thing i realised evening of aug 10, friday that it is so easy to be shut, to feel so little, to be eradicate. time when i realised people dont take me serious any more. for should i stop fooling around. for i will try to seal my lips.
For this friend of mine ,anyone can take a guess.
I know i dont have any manners to talk to anyone, but to be neglected as today , to make me realise what I am ... to tell not the world , who cares about it after all (other than her) ... feels real good. good bye friend , you will go to greater heights , to places never touched by anyone. Ask me it will be very very very hard for me to live without taking her advise, but i promise i will never ever again disturb you while you are watching TV or not ...
Lunch with Ghost
SATURDAY, OCTOBER 11, 2008
Lunch With Ghost
9th Oct 2008 was an optional holiday in Infosys , but for me a regular working day. It happens She has come to Bangalore for a short term and is staying in ECC. since there was no one in project working , i thought it will be good idea to meet her over lunch. The name that haunts me for so long is finally back into my life. I had known i would meet a girl by that name and she will be one of those who i would have thought i will meet. Well , so lets say i have to decide whether to talk to this person, without actually telling her anything. Well , to start she is from Chandigarh, was in Bangalore for 2 years but now transferred to Chandigarh. One might just feel she is back to bangalore to meet me , or my future plans were stuck because i was destined to meet someone like her , for some past memories and associations to her to be re-lived. Not many know her importance in my life is an age old phenomenon. She is one thousand of common names present in India. So Where did i first meet her , in HSR Layout. Now she is wearing a Black Dress ( as probably the Dress Code) , and she is one of those beauties who anyone would miss out at first. She slowly seeps into you as an addiction and irresistible habit. You tend to know her , and more you know, still more you would love to know.
She is basically one strong kid, a real child by heart who knows how to carry herself. A bindass girl EverReady for a good snap, and to any planned trip. One of a few girl who would pump in blood in the veins. So we have not even started with lunch details with this Bar-1 Girl.
She came dressed so properly , and fragnance of her exotic hair were all it required to bring a smile back. Her real cool smile was the flavour of the day. And thanks she obliged to come to my desk on my insistence. I always thought i will be able to persuade her , not because i have the power but because of a sheer coincidence in her name that still keeps on haunting me. I look to her as a very good friend , a re-incarination of the one gone. I confirmed over the times if she was in delhi sometimes , but she was not. So the office was nearly vacant , and we went out , when she proudly annouced that she will not have lunch as she is fasting. So i understood its time to be hungry again. Still i could not afford to lose her company in deserted company on a holiday. It was holiday for me also, but i decided not to tell her the fact.
So we moved out and sat for a sugarcane juice. She is one sweet girl , with a sweeter voice and still best smile. I wont say she is the most beautiful, but yes , she is one of the most good looking , decent , sober and perfectly dressed ladies to come in my life. So we started the conversation , and i said everything about myself. My honest opinions and true me were out to that piercing smile which refused to fade away despite being at loss of words. by end of conversation, she had known of my educational background, my finances and the most treasured part of my life. Thank God , the tear did not trickled down my eyes. For that would have been defeat of the soul that changed me.
But by end , i knew the angel sitting by me had an interst in light english melodious songs , romantic novels. She listens to soft music , and love to note the quotations. Her favourite Ghazal singer is Jagjit Singh , even though she can not identify between Pankaj Udhas and Jags.
The sugarcane juice was followed by lemon tea at Lotus Eaterz. She was just superb in her dressing sense (as always) and carried herself well. I had to think many times if she would just not want to roam around with me , for she being sky and me on earth ... those meet in horizon which never exists. Then a small stroll to casa , where she told she loves to walk. I was happy she is second girl after my crush , to love doing so. Then we went to multimedia building and then to building 44 where we went to see NRN's cabin , but a board meeting in place kept us at a distance. Well , she just came down and glided back to hostel to complete a perfect festival called Dusshera , and i will just cherish those hours with her forever ... i just want to tell you , i like the way you talk , the way you smile, your ever - energetic approach to life , who is bindass , care-free , one who does not carry any burden or extra baggage and the way your name is same as the ghost i had known ... Miss you always ...
Take Care ............. and always be in touch even if i go away or you do ... and remember you are just awsome ....
Lunch With Ghost
9th Oct 2008 was an optional holiday in Infosys , but for me a regular working day. It happens She has come to Bangalore for a short term and is staying in ECC. since there was no one in project working , i thought it will be good idea to meet her over lunch. The name that haunts me for so long is finally back into my life. I had known i would meet a girl by that name and she will be one of those who i would have thought i will meet. Well , so lets say i have to decide whether to talk to this person, without actually telling her anything. Well , to start she is from Chandigarh, was in Bangalore for 2 years but now transferred to Chandigarh. One might just feel she is back to bangalore to meet me , or my future plans were stuck because i was destined to meet someone like her , for some past memories and associations to her to be re-lived. Not many know her importance in my life is an age old phenomenon. She is one thousand of common names present in India. So Where did i first meet her , in HSR Layout. Now she is wearing a Black Dress ( as probably the Dress Code) , and she is one of those beauties who anyone would miss out at first. She slowly seeps into you as an addiction and irresistible habit. You tend to know her , and more you know, still more you would love to know.
She is basically one strong kid, a real child by heart who knows how to carry herself. A bindass girl EverReady for a good snap, and to any planned trip. One of a few girl who would pump in blood in the veins. So we have not even started with lunch details with this Bar-1 Girl.
She came dressed so properly , and fragnance of her exotic hair were all it required to bring a smile back. Her real cool smile was the flavour of the day. And thanks she obliged to come to my desk on my insistence. I always thought i will be able to persuade her , not because i have the power but because of a sheer coincidence in her name that still keeps on haunting me. I look to her as a very good friend , a re-incarination of the one gone. I confirmed over the times if she was in delhi sometimes , but she was not. So the office was nearly vacant , and we went out , when she proudly annouced that she will not have lunch as she is fasting. So i understood its time to be hungry again. Still i could not afford to lose her company in deserted company on a holiday. It was holiday for me also, but i decided not to tell her the fact.
So we moved out and sat for a sugarcane juice. She is one sweet girl , with a sweeter voice and still best smile. I wont say she is the most beautiful, but yes , she is one of the most good looking , decent , sober and perfectly dressed ladies to come in my life. So we started the conversation , and i said everything about myself. My honest opinions and true me were out to that piercing smile which refused to fade away despite being at loss of words. by end of conversation, she had known of my educational background, my finances and the most treasured part of my life. Thank God , the tear did not trickled down my eyes. For that would have been defeat of the soul that changed me.
But by end , i knew the angel sitting by me had an interst in light english melodious songs , romantic novels. She listens to soft music , and love to note the quotations. Her favourite Ghazal singer is Jagjit Singh , even though she can not identify between Pankaj Udhas and Jags.
The sugarcane juice was followed by lemon tea at Lotus Eaterz. She was just superb in her dressing sense (as always) and carried herself well. I had to think many times if she would just not want to roam around with me , for she being sky and me on earth ... those meet in horizon which never exists. Then a small stroll to casa , where she told she loves to walk. I was happy she is second girl after my crush , to love doing so. Then we went to multimedia building and then to building 44 where we went to see NRN's cabin , but a board meeting in place kept us at a distance. Well , she just came down and glided back to hostel to complete a perfect festival called Dusshera , and i will just cherish those hours with her forever ... i just want to tell you , i like the way you talk , the way you smile, your ever - energetic approach to life , who is bindass , care-free , one who does not carry any burden or extra baggage and the way your name is same as the ghost i had known ... Miss you always ...
Take Care ............. and always be in touch even if i go away or you do ... and remember you are just awsome ....
Friday, May 14, 2010
Vaishu's Birthday
10th April .
Its a date too many for me to forget , but too many things that if i forgot something please pardon. But this time I had to travel to Orange County for other important event in my life, which coincided with Vaishnavi's birthday. But with such an energetic and ever enthusiastic girl it was difficult to hide a secret. So Anshu hatched a plan to celebrate her birthday well in advance. So wednesday April 7 we met and decided to celebrate her budday at Atin/Neha's house. The cake was picked up from her fav store (Coldstone) and decorations from Raileys. Then decided to divert her mind by asking them to go for dinner outside. And yes, dinner was all ready from Masala Grill.
So by the time Vikram Vaishu reached Atin's home , we were done with decorations and a big surprise.
Vaishu took whole of her strength out to blew the magical candles. The song followed and few dances , and Vaishu's eyes said all the expression of her happiness, and that it was a hit.
Well for her birthday , Vikram threw open hell lot of surprise. I was in LA and returned late night on 10th, but caught them both at 11 45 PM in BART just to wish birthday, right on time :)
Its a date too many for me to forget , but too many things that if i forgot something please pardon. But this time I had to travel to Orange County for other important event in my life, which coincided with Vaishnavi's birthday. But with such an energetic and ever enthusiastic girl it was difficult to hide a secret. So Anshu hatched a plan to celebrate her birthday well in advance. So wednesday April 7 we met and decided to celebrate her budday at Atin/Neha's house. The cake was picked up from her fav store (Coldstone) and decorations from Raileys. Then decided to divert her mind by asking them to go for dinner outside. And yes, dinner was all ready from Masala Grill.
Vaishu took whole of her strength out to blew the magical candles. The song followed and few dances , and Vaishu's eyes said all the expression of her happiness, and that it was a hit.
BJs
Venue : BJs
Participant : Me, anshu , pooja, nalini, raman , manu
It was a tiring day , cold and very cold. It was the first time I met Manu but as the time would say it, it was a pleasant experience. The food there was awesome and I just the ambiance of the place. Pretty cool going along with Manu , Nalini , Pooja and Raman.
Participant : Me, anshu , pooja, nalini, raman , manu
It was a tiring day , cold and very cold. It was the first time I met Manu but as the time would say it, it was a pleasant experience. The food there was awesome and I just the ambiance of the place. Pretty cool going along with Manu , Nalini , Pooja and Raman.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Santa Cruz Beach
Date : April 24 , 2010
Partners in Crime : Me , Anshu, Atin , Neha , Vikran Vaishu
Another one of my ad hoc just have fun , on the spot plan that just cropped out of nowhere after a very tiring day at office and more tiring evening. I could go on and write so much fun we had the night prior, went to Dana Bazaar, then Walmart, Costco , Taco Bell , only to be picked up and informed that it was Haresh birthday and we have arranged a surprise party.
Time: 11 10 PM
Anshu went to Neha's place to be joined by me, but the birthday plans took a longer than usual time, and by the time i was back it was 1115 PM and all miscreants have decided. As i Entered the place, there was a wicked smile all over. First to break silence was Vaishu, who told me about the plans. Next on the list I saw Vik , as he held his head high to my eyes, as if pleading guilty. The next in line was my sweetie pie Anshu, pleading guilty as if she has not done the crime. Already tired, but as my friends know, always up for adventure.So Santa Cruz beach, next morning 8 AM. Plan and plan to execute right before our eyes. So after finalizing the trip details, we went right into our beds at respective places.
Venue: The lakeview Appartments , My place
Date 26 April.
Time : 6 AM .
Did I really sleep well , I am not sure. But pretty sure that if we have to leave by 8, this is the time to be. Landed up in shower and then in kitchen by 630 AM, trying to make sandwiches for all , as much as i can, only to find out that everyone has exhausted all supplies of namkeen (snacks). Well , then decided to take the raw material itself.
Time : 8 AM
All set . Yes , amazingly all are ready and raring to go. Few things before we say it lets go, like some stuff to eat. So it was decided, me and Anshu head to Walmart while the rest go right through to the beach. After going through the Walmart , we reached the place at around 9 30 AM.
The weather was cool , and there was chill in air despite the bright sunlight that was making the sand golden brown, there was not a foot in water. So we started with the beach masti .Volleyball : with 3 a side game, it took us few brutal blows and running around too much that after 30 minutes of play, we decided to call it off for volleyball.The next on the cards was baseball, which was more fun and better suited to wonderful conditions. Few pics were clicked and then we proceeded towards the destination water. It has been like 1030 AM, and the water still was chilly for us to go in. however we dared and started playing freesbie, when out of blue, Anshu caught a living crab in the fresbee (pics ). It was as big as palm of human hand and had very sharp claws. We played with it like we are playing with a kid, but careful. One sting and we will be back hospital. Once we were satisfied with the game, me and Anshu went back to throw it back in sea. We had to go a bit deeper just to make sure that it does not come back.
Once we threw it back, no one in our group ( other than me and An ) went to bay again, such was the terror of king size crab, which could have easily made its way to 30$ platter.
Next on the cards was kite flying , and once we all were done with it, we just tied the kite to a holder and laid down in sun. The kite was on auto pilot mode and never dwindled. Seemed like we just had used a adhesive in the sky.
Lunch time, and within seconds An was in water. Then got a sandvich for her and went with her to the water. Jumping and playing, wading off the waves, breaking the big ones and riding on the small ones, we had our natural salted moist sandvich. We felt as if we owned the sea, we felt as if nothing is there to separate us, but then a voice from back to pack the things up. We sneaked in just little more time to get back to water once more.
The day was still not over. We wanted to go on for roller coaster rides. But hard time deciding , lunch or rides. Rides won. Next few hours were the roller coaster rides, followed up by evening snacks.
Next was arcade games, and we won like few teddies, tried boozuka and broke a few pins. The day was far from over, and water still not sufficient.
Neha suggested we go to Santa Clara downtown, we could say Yes, but our legs screamed and screeched ... No way. And we returned home, and saw the swimming pool. Me , Vikram , vaishu and An went into swimming costume only to realise that pathetic lakeview apt have locked out the pool for no reason and without any notice. But then proceeded to presidio and had a nice time in heated swimming pool and jacuzzzi .... went back home for a home made dinner and 3 idiots to seal off the tiring day.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
An interesting convo
Unaware of what this is, how serious this is , i met a converted guy today. Happy when I met him, happy for his new religion, happy for all he now had. A new middle name, which is not surprisingly missing from his class X marksheet, a new religion ( like a child fasinated by new toy), a new God , a new passion to serve the new God, and with a zest to enlighten me more about this new majestic religion which he follows now.
This friend of me, was awestruck when I recited, Our Fathers in Heaven to him. He was struck when i told i have read Bible and Quran as much as i know bhagwad Gita, and so was he surprised how do i continue with oldest religion in the world. Its superstitious no , or is it not in fashion.Old religion, we don't go by it anymore.
well , then I asked my friend to convince me to convert. asked him to be monk and let me the pupil.
So the conversation starts that world is coming to an end in Oct 2011, and that there will be 5 months of extreme heat and fire that will melt everything that exists. We all will be dead, and the only way to save us will be Jesus who will come down and take all our wrath on himself.
I am not pretty much excited about the former part, but yes i would love to see God coming down in Oct to save us (or my friend). I think my religion is pretty much stable and nothing comes to end soon. It tells me about the same period that the world will come to end, but that world is symbolic. The era will change, the new era will come. So if someone just stole the date from hindu calender and tried to preach its meanings without understanding is likely to be in shock to see Lord.
But my friend was finding more peace, he said the church gave him silence. I persuaded him to come to temple, and he was afraid. Saying he will go only to church, he wont come to temple. I so then asked him, will coming to temple lessen your faith in hinduism or christanity. You have been with yr parents to temple all yr life, all your engineering days it was a Hindu god u prayed and u got best result. Now when you are fully established, you refer to change the God. If it really come from within (to change religion) then going to temple should not affect. I go to church regularly !!!! my faith is still strong.
He was surprised at me not going bersek. I smiled and said, "Did you ever saw me violent". Well , this was him, and he asked me one thing. "What if I come back to hinduism".
I replied," You never left it my friend ".
Rest of journey there was a silence, and he gave me a big hug, smiled and said," I now know my Son, like my family, like me , will always be Hindu".
This friend of me, was awestruck when I recited, Our Fathers in Heaven to him. He was struck when i told i have read Bible and Quran as much as i know bhagwad Gita, and so was he surprised how do i continue with oldest religion in the world. Its superstitious no , or is it not in fashion.Old religion, we don't go by it anymore.
well , then I asked my friend to convince me to convert. asked him to be monk and let me the pupil.
So the conversation starts that world is coming to an end in Oct 2011, and that there will be 5 months of extreme heat and fire that will melt everything that exists. We all will be dead, and the only way to save us will be Jesus who will come down and take all our wrath on himself.
I am not pretty much excited about the former part, but yes i would love to see God coming down in Oct to save us (or my friend). I think my religion is pretty much stable and nothing comes to end soon. It tells me about the same period that the world will come to end, but that world is symbolic. The era will change, the new era will come. So if someone just stole the date from hindu calender and tried to preach its meanings without understanding is likely to be in shock to see Lord.
But my friend was finding more peace, he said the church gave him silence. I persuaded him to come to temple, and he was afraid. Saying he will go only to church, he wont come to temple. I so then asked him, will coming to temple lessen your faith in hinduism or christanity. You have been with yr parents to temple all yr life, all your engineering days it was a Hindu god u prayed and u got best result. Now when you are fully established, you refer to change the God. If it really come from within (to change religion) then going to temple should not affect. I go to church regularly !!!! my faith is still strong.
He was surprised at me not going bersek. I smiled and said, "Did you ever saw me violent". Well , this was him, and he asked me one thing. "What if I come back to hinduism".
I replied," You never left it my friend ".
Rest of journey there was a silence, and he gave me a big hug, smiled and said," I now know my Son, like my family, like me , will always be Hindu".
Sita Sings the Blues
Have you ever wondered why the freedom of speech, of expression and to make movies is limited to making mockery of other religions. Have you wondered how MF Hussain being muslim drew the paintings of Rama and other Hindu Gods while in India and became the best painter in world by using the brush in obscene manner, at same time Salman was given fatwa for Satanic verses. Same offense, different results. Then came out Sita sings the blues, the movie received so many awards that I was tempted to watch it once. Coupled with the fact it is available for free viewing, i gave it a shot. Lets see what western world understands from the most pure and ancient religions of the world.
The movie starts with the most violent act of some lady ( i still did not know who they tried to depict) kicking the gramophone records. Then came the title and it claimed its Ramayan by Valmiki. Then starts the torture, the way the language is spoken, the way the claim of Ramayan is questioned as if it was real or not, made me feel sad. I dont even know how many versions of other religious books exists, but for Ramayan has a very simple text written in a way that a student in 4th grade in india is able to understand it in entirity, but the IQ of that child , atleast seems to be ages ahead of others who seem to be more proficient in reading and understanding skills. The book is considered holy for Hindus because it talks about how Evil King Ravana (the king of deamons ) was killed by Lord Rama. But then the movie depicts Ravana as a learned man who did only 1 sin, well possibly because I think stealing, molesting the original content, using abusive languages, drinking, and not respecting others is a symbol of Great Learning in the west. But sadly in my country these are not counted in good deeds. For us, respecting others, tolerating the in-disciplined, to be polite and humble are considered good. Well, the movie possibly is a veil to depict some other religion, because the story actually does not makes any sense. The way the satire is presented looks like a normal story in west, but its waste if u look at it in indian style.
The movie should start with a disclaimer tag: all those who love making fun of other religion (maybe because of insecurity that the other religion is better than their own, or for some other reason) should watch how the holy book of hindus is molested. It makes me perfect sense to compare this movie to actual Ramayana, may be this becomes a modern Ramayana, where the challenges are different than those existed when the Ramayana was written.
First thing first, Hindus are peace making and peace loving creatures, they dont believe in blasting bombs or doing blind fire. But remember everyone has a limit. The day the water overflows a tumbler, it has to flick over. I am amazed for how long can we stick to our traditions of tolerance.
Ramayana is a fight of well cultured gentleman,Ram to fight injustice against Ravana (which according to the movie is not bad otherwise). The entire movie never mentions Laxman going to exile, neither how is he poisoned. I think the terms like helping others, lending a helping hand, be considerate to others are virtues which are prevalant only in Hindus, while being a mere dictionary term when it comes to religion which the producer director of the movie follows. I am not sure which religion she follows(if she really does), but one thing is sure, her religion tells her and encourages her to do a mockery of other religions. Which religion is that in the world.
What is the aim achieved by making such movies and distributing them on mass scale, truely reflects where the world is heading. I am still left wondering as to how much more tolerance and patience is present in the people following this religion that they still are protesting peacefully. They are still not going out and planting bombs are issuing something like fatwa for the movie crew. They infact dont have such a command to execute. They are peace loving, and very friendly, helpful, thoughful and take the world out of such crisis. But once in a while there will be a Ravana who will be waiting to be dead in hands of people like Ram.
Whatever one do, whatever be the motive , whatever be the path, the movie ends with the girl reading ramayana, over and over again. May be she is also trying to figure out how the real one is depicted to a limit where the spoof will also be ashamed of it.
Sita Sings the blues is nothing but the type of work which creates stir in the society, and is directly responsible for people taking arms to protect their identity. The people who make such movies are those who create terrorists in the society, and then go and make movies on those terror strikes. The only way to stop these types of movies getting popular does not exist, but god forbid, don't make movies which might turn the most sacred peace loving religion in this world also a menace. The world will see its end if that happens.
Sincere request: Please consider Earth as a safe place, and try to respect the feelings of others. They matter more than few awards you win by laughing on sentiments of others. The creativity is good, but please use it to make movies like Avatar and not Sita Sings the Blues.
The movie starts with the most violent act of some lady ( i still did not know who they tried to depict) kicking the gramophone records. Then came the title and it claimed its Ramayan by Valmiki. Then starts the torture, the way the language is spoken, the way the claim of Ramayan is questioned as if it was real or not, made me feel sad. I dont even know how many versions of other religious books exists, but for Ramayan has a very simple text written in a way that a student in 4th grade in india is able to understand it in entirity, but the IQ of that child , atleast seems to be ages ahead of others who seem to be more proficient in reading and understanding skills. The book is considered holy for Hindus because it talks about how Evil King Ravana (the king of deamons ) was killed by Lord Rama. But then the movie depicts Ravana as a learned man who did only 1 sin, well possibly because I think stealing, molesting the original content, using abusive languages, drinking, and not respecting others is a symbol of Great Learning in the west. But sadly in my country these are not counted in good deeds. For us, respecting others, tolerating the in-disciplined, to be polite and humble are considered good. Well, the movie possibly is a veil to depict some other religion, because the story actually does not makes any sense. The way the satire is presented looks like a normal story in west, but its waste if u look at it in indian style.
The movie should start with a disclaimer tag: all those who love making fun of other religion (maybe because of insecurity that the other religion is better than their own, or for some other reason) should watch how the holy book of hindus is molested. It makes me perfect sense to compare this movie to actual Ramayana, may be this becomes a modern Ramayana, where the challenges are different than those existed when the Ramayana was written.
First thing first, Hindus are peace making and peace loving creatures, they dont believe in blasting bombs or doing blind fire. But remember everyone has a limit. The day the water overflows a tumbler, it has to flick over. I am amazed for how long can we stick to our traditions of tolerance.
Ramayana is a fight of well cultured gentleman,Ram to fight injustice against Ravana (which according to the movie is not bad otherwise). The entire movie never mentions Laxman going to exile, neither how is he poisoned. I think the terms like helping others, lending a helping hand, be considerate to others are virtues which are prevalant only in Hindus, while being a mere dictionary term when it comes to religion which the producer director of the movie follows. I am not sure which religion she follows(if she really does), but one thing is sure, her religion tells her and encourages her to do a mockery of other religions. Which religion is that in the world.
What is the aim achieved by making such movies and distributing them on mass scale, truely reflects where the world is heading. I am still left wondering as to how much more tolerance and patience is present in the people following this religion that they still are protesting peacefully. They are still not going out and planting bombs are issuing something like fatwa for the movie crew. They infact dont have such a command to execute. They are peace loving, and very friendly, helpful, thoughful and take the world out of such crisis. But once in a while there will be a Ravana who will be waiting to be dead in hands of people like Ram.
Whatever one do, whatever be the motive , whatever be the path, the movie ends with the girl reading ramayana, over and over again. May be she is also trying to figure out how the real one is depicted to a limit where the spoof will also be ashamed of it.
Sita Sings the blues is nothing but the type of work which creates stir in the society, and is directly responsible for people taking arms to protect their identity. The people who make such movies are those who create terrorists in the society, and then go and make movies on those terror strikes. The only way to stop these types of movies getting popular does not exist, but god forbid, don't make movies which might turn the most sacred peace loving religion in this world also a menace. The world will see its end if that happens.
Sincere request: Please consider Earth as a safe place, and try to respect the feelings of others. They matter more than few awards you win by laughing on sentiments of others. The creativity is good, but please use it to make movies like Avatar and not Sita Sings the Blues.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
For you ....
Eye so shy the smile so fine,
An angel u r like the finest of wine,
Years waited my ears your mere sign,
In My heart will you be for all of you is mine.
You are as pure as that dove of love,
for the Cupid struck me with your name on the bow,
All the love that i wished i ever saw ,
With you on my side will never will be low.
I am glad that I got the most beautiful eyes,
The one you have with wonderful smile ,
Love you angel like i loved none did in the wild,
and let you fall in my arms till time might slide.
An angel u r like the finest of wine,
Years waited my ears your mere sign,
In My heart will you be for all of you is mine.
You are as pure as that dove of love,
for the Cupid struck me with your name on the bow,
All the love that i wished i ever saw ,
With you on my side will never will be low.
I am glad that I got the most beautiful eyes,
The one you have with wonderful smile ,
Love you angel like i loved none did in the wild,
and let you fall in my arms till time might slide.
Monday, March 15, 2010
We are ...
we are most wonderful in our own stride. Even the weakest link is the strongest one. We just have to believe that God has made us in a way that we all form keys of a massive lock that needs to be adjusted, formed in proper combination and then run through for unlocking the mystery. So today take a chance, decide and go for it. you will win .... just believe that you will, and the beliefs will follow you. Just take a step to target, and the roads will move you... trust me to trust yourself and the God will trust you, and he like me , like you will hit the target and make it worth... we are what we are ... and we are all the best ...
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