A simple story that i read a few days ago.. which i felt worth sharing
Scars
Some years ago on a hot summer day in south Florida a little boy
decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house.
In a hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door,
leaving behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went. He flew into the
water, not realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, an
alligator was swimming toward the shore. His mother, in the house
was looking out the window; saw the two as they got closer and
closer together. In utter fear, she ran toward the water, yelling to her
son as loudly as she could. Hearing her voice, the little boy became
alarmed and made a U-turn to swim to his mother. It was too late.
Just as he reached her, the alligator reached him. From the dock, the
mother grabbed her little boy by the arms just as the alligator
snatched his legs. That began an incredible tug-of-war between the
two. The alligator was much stronger than the mother, but the mother
was much too passionate to let go. A farmer happened to drive by,
heard her screams, raced from his truck, took aim and shot the
alligator. Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the little
boy survived. His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of
the animal. And, on his arms, were deep scratches where his
mother's fingernails dug into his flesh in her effort to hang on to the
son she loved.
The newspaper reporter, who interviewed the boy after the trauma,
asked if he would show him his scars. The boy lifted his pant legs.
And then, with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, "But look at my
arms. I have great scars on my arms too. I have them because my
mom wouldn't let go." You and I can identify with that little boy. We
have scars too, no, not from an alligator or anything quite so dramatic
but the scars of a painful past. Some of those scars are unsightly and
have caused us deep regret. But, some wounds, my friend, are
because God has refused to let go. In the midst of your struggle, He's
been there holding on to you. God loves you. He wants to protect you
and provide for you in every way. But sometimes we foolishly wade
into dangerous situations. The swimming hole of life is filled with peril
- and we forget that the enemy is waiting to attack. That's when the
tug-of-war begins, and if you have the scars of His love on your arms,
then be very, very grateful. He did not - and will not - let you go.
The story somewhere builds a feel of trust and reminds that even under tough circumstances there is an unseen power that guides you through.
There are times when we face real tough situations, when we think if we really deserved to be put into such miserable state. These situations actually pose a nice challenge, a challenge to rediscover a self - from within. These chances are very few, that makes the few moments of life we will have to count at the end of our period.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Friday, September 11, 2009
Why A Stranger ?
'Hello, who is on the line?' RJ screams out on the radio, at 11'o clock in the night.
A shrill voice in the middle of the night 'Its me Rekha (Name for the narration)'. RJ: 'Yes, Rekha please tell me where are you and how are you doing?'
Rekha: 'I'm doing my second year engineering and I am not feeling very good about myself'
RJ: 'I'm sorry Rekha, please tell what happened and why are you down on your mood?'
Rekha: 'I want to tell you something, which i have never told anyone else till now....'
RJ: ' Yes, Rekha please go ahead.....'
Rekha: 'This is what happened with me and .....................(she sobbs)..... it was actually that i had attempted a suicide and happened to survive..., it was an incident that has killed me, since then.'
RJ: 'Rekha, as we keep you on hold...'
RJ: 'Now we have a set of 2 songs played out to you, please be back as we hear to Rekha'
After a gap of ten minutes and 2 songs......
RJ: 'Rekha, are you still with us.'
Rekha: 'Yes, it was that i fel in love with this guy, who was my friend's cousin and we happened to get along well and then later when I told him that my parents are knowing things about us and will you marry me?..... he told that he never had feelings and to not torture him that way'....
'Then later we split and i still feel bad for it ...
This is a popular scene on radio these days. This reminds me of the kannada movie 'America America' which depicted the effect of westernisation. We need to remind ourselves that, 'Everything that is western, is not fashion....'. Today we see so many calls that doesn't mean there are more love failures today, love has existed from time immemorial and failure of love too. Love failure is not the last thing in life that can happen to a person, its a reminder to realise that the person selected was not appropriate.
' Why tell things to a stranger?' is a strong question that strikes my mind till this moment. Few might argue, telling that it helps you come out of the grief. I would like to add to it, please come out of your grief, but not being a topic to talk for the next day for the rest of the city and at the cost of someone trying to make money of your emotions. If it was a thing not be told. to your dear ones, then why tell it on national radio, is the question?
Coming to the RJ's advice that follows the call; its merely his duty and he just adds some compassionate words and tries to talk you through. He might not even be able to relate to your grief. Its a fact that they are even trained to do it. The advice, is very generic and makes little sense, when you realise that he has told hearing to one side of the story from you and might tell exactly opposite if your ex-boy friend calls. Also, to add to the misery, he doesn't even know you.
There are better ways to find your way out:
You can always speak to your siblings or your parents or the closest friend whom you trust to help you out. There are many such incidents in life, where we find ourselves in misery and one of them can easily help you come out.
Second when none of these people can help you, and the mistake can never be told out, please do not publish on national radio.; you can always keep a piece of paper and write out everything and burn it. This is just more secretive and helps realise a way out; answers coming from the inner soul, is always more true than an jockey. Please do not expect symathy from others, it will kill your strength, lika a slow poison. Wrong things happen to all, is one thing that needs to be remembered.
Third and the best way, is to start thinking of the remedy and measures to let it not happen again. Prayers here help you grow stronger, prayers do not mean hyms and slokas, it can even be something like telling GOD what you feel at the moment.
When your depressed, its for the moment and each problem has something to teach in life and life is always better after that phase and you are better equipped to face things head on the next time. As the saying goes, ' Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem.'
There is an even worse problem, that's being used to make money, by the media. Please come back for ' Why A Stranger?' Part 2........
A shrill voice in the middle of the night 'Its me Rekha (Name for the narration)'. RJ: 'Yes, Rekha please tell me where are you and how are you doing?'
Rekha: 'I'm doing my second year engineering and I am not feeling very good about myself'
RJ: 'I'm sorry Rekha, please tell what happened and why are you down on your mood?'
Rekha: 'I want to tell you something, which i have never told anyone else till now....'
RJ: ' Yes, Rekha please go ahead.....'
Rekha: 'This is what happened with me and .....................(she sobbs)..... it was actually that i had attempted a suicide and happened to survive..., it was an incident that has killed me, since then.'
RJ: 'Rekha, as we keep you on hold...'
RJ: 'Now we have a set of 2 songs played out to you, please be back as we hear to Rekha'
After a gap of ten minutes and 2 songs......
RJ: 'Rekha, are you still with us.'
Rekha: 'Yes, it was that i fel in love with this guy, who was my friend's cousin and we happened to get along well and then later when I told him that my parents are knowing things about us and will you marry me?..... he told that he never had feelings and to not torture him that way'....
'Then later we split and i still feel bad for it ...
This is a popular scene on radio these days. This reminds me of the kannada movie 'America America' which depicted the effect of westernisation. We need to remind ourselves that, 'Everything that is western, is not fashion....'. Today we see so many calls that doesn't mean there are more love failures today, love has existed from time immemorial and failure of love too. Love failure is not the last thing in life that can happen to a person, its a reminder to realise that the person selected was not appropriate.
' Why tell things to a stranger?' is a strong question that strikes my mind till this moment. Few might argue, telling that it helps you come out of the grief. I would like to add to it, please come out of your grief, but not being a topic to talk for the next day for the rest of the city and at the cost of someone trying to make money of your emotions. If it was a thing not be told. to your dear ones, then why tell it on national radio, is the question?
Coming to the RJ's advice that follows the call; its merely his duty and he just adds some compassionate words and tries to talk you through. He might not even be able to relate to your grief. Its a fact that they are even trained to do it. The advice, is very generic and makes little sense, when you realise that he has told hearing to one side of the story from you and might tell exactly opposite if your ex-boy friend calls. Also, to add to the misery, he doesn't even know you.
There are better ways to find your way out:
You can always speak to your siblings or your parents or the closest friend whom you trust to help you out. There are many such incidents in life, where we find ourselves in misery and one of them can easily help you come out.
Second when none of these people can help you, and the mistake can never be told out, please do not publish on national radio.; you can always keep a piece of paper and write out everything and burn it. This is just more secretive and helps realise a way out; answers coming from the inner soul, is always more true than an jockey. Please do not expect symathy from others, it will kill your strength, lika a slow poison. Wrong things happen to all, is one thing that needs to be remembered.
Third and the best way, is to start thinking of the remedy and measures to let it not happen again. Prayers here help you grow stronger, prayers do not mean hyms and slokas, it can even be something like telling GOD what you feel at the moment.
When your depressed, its for the moment and each problem has something to teach in life and life is always better after that phase and you are better equipped to face things head on the next time. As the saying goes, ' Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem.'
There is an even worse problem, that's being used to make money, by the media. Please come back for ' Why A Stranger?' Part 2........
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Somethings just remind you ...... to MOVE ON
Hi Friends,
This is dedicated to all you folks, who made each of the destinations of life more memorable. The place that was so much fun to be, is no more of same interest without all you people in the vicinity. When i wonder these were the places we spent hours together..... Yes, its the sweet memories of the few landmarks of life....
Few days back i had been to my engineering college, after a long time. As i reached the college, i saw a few nice changes. A huge board in gold plated letters, for the name of the college and a huge gate; which was making it look better. The compund walls extended along. As i park the bike and look around, i see a lot of them at the places we spent the last few years. I made my walk from the parking lot to one of the buildings where i had to meet one of my lecturer. The walk earlier, which involved a hundred 'Hi's' on the way, a hug and alot of smiles was now a lone walk like a stranger to a place. The feel of the first day at college passes by the memory lanes. This is where it reminds....' LIFE COMES A FULL CIRCLE'.
The days of engineering at college was real fun. From small little fights, friends groups, day to day talking in classes, teasing our own lecturers, notes, internals, exams, clothes, bikes, movies, biryani at the canteen, booing the unliked ones. So much more..... teh list never ends...
We never knew what we had to speak so much, but we always spoke and that would be the major timepass. If we dint have classes where we could speak, then it was the benches near the playground. It would have some more stuff to speak, as we were from Mech. Need not explain, you would know why.....:). Classes would get over, but never would leave the premises early.
If this was the talk of the town for the first one month, the end of the month was the days when we forgot what existed on earth. Yes, the guess is right, the day's of Internals... all the study would start very late, no matter what.
Still remember a few brains, who would do well at all times. One of the friend was the best, he would read novels in class n write exams to top the class. One of the best brains, n down to earth character.
Then would start the running around for books, getting stuff copied, preparing for exams and those nightouts, group studies and chai times.
After all this were teh tough times of a lifetime :)... THE RESULTS.... this was like the release day of the movie 'SHIVAJI', where everyone would be in the class and class would be full like a theatre. They bought smiles to few, while tears to others..... but none the less they gave guts for the future and testing times ahead.
This was the story for the first five semesters probably. Then came the most important phase the days of sixth semester vacation classes; to prepare for companies and recruitment. These were few days worth remembering, where we got to know the rest of the batchmates, apart from class. The fun increased ......
Then the memorable part was the COLLEGE DAY celebrations. The dances, the songs, the way people booed a few and welcomed others. Some would become overnight heroes n people to look out with their performances. The effort that went into these stage shows are the best times. Everyone would enjoy that one day.
Then the eight semester and passing out, while we left with heavy hearts. Some untold affection towards college and friends. Some missed love stories, some silly fights when we see them today. Most missed today and that day, is missing you'll there.
This is dedicated to all you folks, who made each of the destinations of life more memorable. The place that was so much fun to be, is no more of same interest without all you people in the vicinity. When i wonder these were the places we spent hours together..... Yes, its the sweet memories of the few landmarks of life....
Few days back i had been to my engineering college, after a long time. As i reached the college, i saw a few nice changes. A huge board in gold plated letters, for the name of the college and a huge gate; which was making it look better. The compund walls extended along. As i park the bike and look around, i see a lot of them at the places we spent the last few years. I made my walk from the parking lot to one of the buildings where i had to meet one of my lecturer. The walk earlier, which involved a hundred 'Hi's' on the way, a hug and alot of smiles was now a lone walk like a stranger to a place. The feel of the first day at college passes by the memory lanes. This is where it reminds....' LIFE COMES A FULL CIRCLE'.
The days of engineering at college was real fun. From small little fights, friends groups, day to day talking in classes, teasing our own lecturers, notes, internals, exams, clothes, bikes, movies, biryani at the canteen, booing the unliked ones. So much more..... teh list never ends...
We never knew what we had to speak so much, but we always spoke and that would be the major timepass. If we dint have classes where we could speak, then it was the benches near the playground. It would have some more stuff to speak, as we were from Mech. Need not explain, you would know why.....:). Classes would get over, but never would leave the premises early.
If this was the talk of the town for the first one month, the end of the month was the days when we forgot what existed on earth. Yes, the guess is right, the day's of Internals... all the study would start very late, no matter what.
Still remember a few brains, who would do well at all times. One of the friend was the best, he would read novels in class n write exams to top the class. One of the best brains, n down to earth character.
Then would start the running around for books, getting stuff copied, preparing for exams and those nightouts, group studies and chai times.
After all this were teh tough times of a lifetime :)... THE RESULTS.... this was like the release day of the movie 'SHIVAJI', where everyone would be in the class and class would be full like a theatre. They bought smiles to few, while tears to others..... but none the less they gave guts for the future and testing times ahead.
This was the story for the first five semesters probably. Then came the most important phase the days of sixth semester vacation classes; to prepare for companies and recruitment. These were few days worth remembering, where we got to know the rest of the batchmates, apart from class. The fun increased ......
Then the memorable part was the COLLEGE DAY celebrations. The dances, the songs, the way people booed a few and welcomed others. Some would become overnight heroes n people to look out with their performances. The effort that went into these stage shows are the best times. Everyone would enjoy that one day.
Then the eight semester and passing out, while we left with heavy hearts. Some untold affection towards college and friends. Some missed love stories, some silly fights when we see them today. Most missed today and that day, is missing you'll there.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
ಪಯಣ....
ಇ0ದು ನೆನ್ನೆಯ0ತಿದೆ, ಆಟದ ಮೈದಾನದ ಆ ದಿನಗಳು,
ಮರೆತು ಹೋದ0ತಿದೆ, ನೆರೆ ಮನೆಯರ ಬೈಗಳ,
ಹಗಲು ಹೊರಹೋದರೆ, ಬರುತ್ತಿದ್ದೆವು ಸ0ಜೆ ಅ0ದು,
ತು0ಬ ಏನು ಬದಲಾಗಿಲ್ಲ ಇ0ದು..
ಆದರೆ ಅ0ದು ಮೈದಾನ..ಇ0ದು ಆಫೀಸು...
ಕುಳ್ಳುತಿರಲಿಲ್ಲ ಪಾಠಕ್ಕೆ ಎ0ದು, ಅಮ್ಮ ಬ0ದು ಎರಡು ಕೊಡುವ ತನಕ,
ಆದರಿ0ದು ಕೂತು ಓದುತಿರುವೆವು..ಸ0ಜೆ ಇ0ದ ಹಗಲ ತನಕ...
ಅ0ದು ಜೇಬಲಿದ್ದ ಎರಡು ರೂಪಾಯಿ ತ0ದ ಹಿಗ್ಗು,
ಎ0ದು ಕಾಣದು ನೂರಾರು ಇದ್ದರು ಇ0ದು.....
ಹಣವಿದ್ದರೆ ಸುಖವೆ0ದುಕೊ0ಡೆವು ಅ0ದು....
ಆ ನೆಮ್ಮದಿ, ಆ ಖುಷಿ, ಆ ನಗು....
ಆ ಸುದಿನಗಳು ಮಾಯವಾಗಿವೆ ಇ0ದು.
ಏನೇ ಆಗಲಿ ಪಾಯಣ ಸಾಗುತಲಿರುವುದು,ಗುರಿ ಮುಟ್ಟುವ ಆಸೆಗಳಲ್ಲಿ ಇ0ದು,
ಸವಿದು ಬಾಳೋಣ..ಈ ಸು0ದರ ಪಯಣದಲ್ಲಿ ಮತ್ ಹಲವರ ಜೊತೆಗೂಡಿ ಬಾಳೋಣ...
..........ಈ ಸು0ದರ ಪಯಣದಲಿ ಸಾಗುತಾ.
..ದೀಪಕ್.
ಮರೆತು ಹೋದ0ತಿದೆ, ನೆರೆ ಮನೆಯರ ಬೈಗಳ,
ಹಗಲು ಹೊರಹೋದರೆ, ಬರುತ್ತಿದ್ದೆವು ಸ0ಜೆ ಅ0ದು,
ತು0ಬ ಏನು ಬದಲಾಗಿಲ್ಲ ಇ0ದು..
ಆದರೆ ಅ0ದು ಮೈದಾನ..ಇ0ದು ಆಫೀಸು...
ಕುಳ್ಳುತಿರಲಿಲ್ಲ ಪಾಠಕ್ಕೆ ಎ0ದು, ಅಮ್ಮ ಬ0ದು ಎರಡು ಕೊಡುವ ತನಕ,
ಆದರಿ0ದು ಕೂತು ಓದುತಿರುವೆವು..ಸ0ಜೆ ಇ0ದ ಹಗಲ ತನಕ...
ಅ0ದು ಜೇಬಲಿದ್ದ ಎರಡು ರೂಪಾಯಿ ತ0ದ ಹಿಗ್ಗು,
ಎ0ದು ಕಾಣದು ನೂರಾರು ಇದ್ದರು ಇ0ದು.....
ಹಣವಿದ್ದರೆ ಸುಖವೆ0ದುಕೊ0ಡೆವು ಅ0ದು....
ಆ ನೆಮ್ಮದಿ, ಆ ಖುಷಿ, ಆ ನಗು....
ಆ ಸುದಿನಗಳು ಮಾಯವಾಗಿವೆ ಇ0ದು.
ಏನೇ ಆಗಲಿ ಪಾಯಣ ಸಾಗುತಲಿರುವುದು,ಗುರಿ ಮುಟ್ಟುವ ಆಸೆಗಳಲ್ಲಿ ಇ0ದು,
ಸವಿದು ಬಾಳೋಣ..ಈ ಸು0ದರ ಪಯಣದಲ್ಲಿ ಮತ್ ಹಲವರ ಜೊತೆಗೂಡಿ ಬಾಳೋಣ...
..........ಈ ಸು0ದರ ಪಯಣದಲಿ ಸಾಗುತಾ.
..ದೀಪಕ್.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass….Its about learning how to dance in the rain….
After the previous two posts of short poems, I was looking forward to write something different. I received a good morning message from one of my friend’s and message had the above quote, “Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass….Its about learning how to dance in the rain….”. The quote has a lot of meaning, as we dig in deep into it.
The first thought that flashed as I read the message, was it stated to be happy and stay the same even at adversity.
The thought is an amazing message for anybody to receive, as it asks you to hold your calm. Another thought flashed; as I thought why it cannot be even more.
The thought clearly tells ‘learn to dance’; I read this as learn to work your way through the adversity. Sitting and waiting for the tough times to pass is bad; but trying to be happy comparing oneself is also not very good. Yes, it gives you happiness and a feeling that you’re blessed; but looking into the mirror…..there will always be a question, “Is this where I belong to?”
“Is this where I belong to?”
A question that pricks a journey inwards. If the question doesn’t arise at the point of ‘storm’, then the journey inwards would never happen. This journey inwards that starts can lead you into miracles. A journey of ‘self discovery’. The best trip you can ever make. I would like to share small story, which I remember at this point in time.
This is about a friend of mine. His parents parted ways at a stage when he was in his University education. He had no other support, apart for his mom, who was a house wife. The problem arose when he had to earn a living, and support his studies. All by God’s grace, this friend of mine was good at teaching and what had started as a interest in his second year, became the source of his livelihood in the next. He started taking classes, after his regular classes and would still manage to clear his subjects. This went on for a year, after which came the last year that had to be completed. The issue here was that most of his students had passed out of schooling and the source of income was becoming bleak. This is when silver lining in the cloud struck and his approach to a school to teach mathematics turned positive. Then he started teaching, part-time in a school and went on to run round the clock and also completed his degree very well. Today, this friend of mine is doing well; this is ‘learning to dance’ and just not being silent and happy by comparing with someone who is suffering more than you. A way to be happy and come out of ‘storms’ is hard work, self belief and faith in God. Nothing can beat these.
‘When the questioning does not happen and you resolute to fate?’
This is another friend of mine, married and with 2 children. She’s a simple woman, who married early and in the mean time failed to complete her studies; although she was pretty good at it. Things were fine for the initial few years and then hit a crisis, when the family faced a loss in business and things started getting tough due to loans that they had borrowed. After this entire episode she failed to realize that something could be done, after several advices from many people to work on something, she still continues to just help and not start anything new. There are things in life that end, when you make an attempt to do it. This is where I would like to request all my friend’s, especially girls to work and be independent and also be able to support the family. Please, do not quit jobs as things are comfortable back home; being your independent self, helps gain respect and also keep some reserves at cash. People might argue, saying money is not everything in life…. I would simply like to add, “Please say that after you have made enough…… probably after you have lost the count of zeros of your bank balance, with first number not a zero ”.
I would like to add a small dialogue from the telugu movie kushi, ‘Inta badha padite, inta kashtam teertundante chepu….. ante badha padta….. badhalu teeraka poinappudu badha padadam endukanta’. The meaning goes to say, when cribbing doesn’t solve problem, why crib at all..which makes a lot of sense. As this energy can be diverted to work your way out.
Thereby ‘learning to dance’ comes in storms, and after you learn the stage is all yours to enjoy the limelight. Every storm, teaches you a new form, so remember one day after all the storms, you might be the best dancer…….
The first thought that flashed as I read the message, was it stated to be happy and stay the same even at adversity.
The thought is an amazing message for anybody to receive, as it asks you to hold your calm. Another thought flashed; as I thought why it cannot be even more.
The thought clearly tells ‘learn to dance’; I read this as learn to work your way through the adversity. Sitting and waiting for the tough times to pass is bad; but trying to be happy comparing oneself is also not very good. Yes, it gives you happiness and a feeling that you’re blessed; but looking into the mirror…..there will always be a question, “Is this where I belong to?”
“Is this where I belong to?”
A question that pricks a journey inwards. If the question doesn’t arise at the point of ‘storm’, then the journey inwards would never happen. This journey inwards that starts can lead you into miracles. A journey of ‘self discovery’. The best trip you can ever make. I would like to share small story, which I remember at this point in time.
This is about a friend of mine. His parents parted ways at a stage when he was in his University education. He had no other support, apart for his mom, who was a house wife. The problem arose when he had to earn a living, and support his studies. All by God’s grace, this friend of mine was good at teaching and what had started as a interest in his second year, became the source of his livelihood in the next. He started taking classes, after his regular classes and would still manage to clear his subjects. This went on for a year, after which came the last year that had to be completed. The issue here was that most of his students had passed out of schooling and the source of income was becoming bleak. This is when silver lining in the cloud struck and his approach to a school to teach mathematics turned positive. Then he started teaching, part-time in a school and went on to run round the clock and also completed his degree very well. Today, this friend of mine is doing well; this is ‘learning to dance’ and just not being silent and happy by comparing with someone who is suffering more than you. A way to be happy and come out of ‘storms’ is hard work, self belief and faith in God. Nothing can beat these.
‘When the questioning does not happen and you resolute to fate?’
This is another friend of mine, married and with 2 children. She’s a simple woman, who married early and in the mean time failed to complete her studies; although she was pretty good at it. Things were fine for the initial few years and then hit a crisis, when the family faced a loss in business and things started getting tough due to loans that they had borrowed. After this entire episode she failed to realize that something could be done, after several advices from many people to work on something, she still continues to just help and not start anything new. There are things in life that end, when you make an attempt to do it. This is where I would like to request all my friend’s, especially girls to work and be independent and also be able to support the family. Please, do not quit jobs as things are comfortable back home; being your independent self, helps gain respect and also keep some reserves at cash. People might argue, saying money is not everything in life…. I would simply like to add, “Please say that after you have made enough…… probably after you have lost the count of zeros of your bank balance, with first number not a zero ”.
I would like to add a small dialogue from the telugu movie kushi, ‘Inta badha padite, inta kashtam teertundante chepu….. ante badha padta….. badhalu teeraka poinappudu badha padadam endukanta’. The meaning goes to say, when cribbing doesn’t solve problem, why crib at all..which makes a lot of sense. As this energy can be diverted to work your way out.
Thereby ‘learning to dance’ comes in storms, and after you learn the stage is all yours to enjoy the limelight. Every storm, teaches you a new form, so remember one day after all the storms, you might be the best dancer…….
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
ಜೀವ ವೀಣೆ.......
ಜೀವ ವೀಣೆ.......ಇದು ಮಿಡಿಯುತಿದೆ....
ಮನಸಿನಾಳದಲಿ ತುಮ್ಬಿದ ಕನಸು,ಹಲವು ದಿನಗಳ ಸು0ದರ ಕನಸು...
ನಿ0ತಲಿನಿಲ್ಲಲು ಬಿಡದ ಕನಸು,ದಿನದಿ0ದ ದಿನ ಚಿಗುರಿದ ಕನಸು..
ಕನಸಿನಲೆ ಕಳೆದವು ದಿನಗಳು,ನೆನಪಲೆ ನಿ0ತಿತು ಮನಸು..
ಆ ಸು0ದರ ಕನಸು....
ಸಹ್ಯಾದ್ರಿಯ ಹಸಿರ ಚಿಗುರಿನ ಸೊಬಗು,ಕನ್ನಡ ತಾಯಿಯ ಮಡಿಲಿನ ಹಿತವ ಹೊ0ದಿದ ಕನಸು...
ಕನಸಿನ ದಿನಗಳು ಇ0ದಿಗು ಕನಸು.....
ಏನೇ ಆದರು ಇ0ದು,ನೊ0ದಿದೆ ಮನಸು...
ಮರೆಯಲಾರದೆ ಅ0ದಿನ ಆ ಸು0ದರ ಕನಸು....
ತ್ಯಾಗ ಎ0ದರೆ, ಪ್ರೀತಿಯ ಸೋಲು....
ಹ್ರುದಯದ ಮಿಡಿತದಿ ಮರೆಯದ ಕನಸು..
ಏನೇ ಆದರು ಸಮಯದೊ0ದಿಗೆ ಮುನ್ನಡೆಯುತಲಿಹುದು,
ಜೀವ ವೀಣೆಯಿದು....ಮಿಡಿಯುತಲಿಹುದು.....
..............................................................................ದೀಪಕ್
ಮನಸಿನಾಳದಲಿ ತುಮ್ಬಿದ ಕನಸು,ಹಲವು ದಿನಗಳ ಸು0ದರ ಕನಸು...
ನಿ0ತಲಿನಿಲ್ಲಲು ಬಿಡದ ಕನಸು,ದಿನದಿ0ದ ದಿನ ಚಿಗುರಿದ ಕನಸು..
ಕನಸಿನಲೆ ಕಳೆದವು ದಿನಗಳು,ನೆನಪಲೆ ನಿ0ತಿತು ಮನಸು..
ಆ ಸು0ದರ ಕನಸು....
ಸಹ್ಯಾದ್ರಿಯ ಹಸಿರ ಚಿಗುರಿನ ಸೊಬಗು,ಕನ್ನಡ ತಾಯಿಯ ಮಡಿಲಿನ ಹಿತವ ಹೊ0ದಿದ ಕನಸು...
ಕನಸಿನ ದಿನಗಳು ಇ0ದಿಗು ಕನಸು.....
ಏನೇ ಆದರು ಇ0ದು,ನೊ0ದಿದೆ ಮನಸು...
ಮರೆಯಲಾರದೆ ಅ0ದಿನ ಆ ಸು0ದರ ಕನಸು....
ತ್ಯಾಗ ಎ0ದರೆ, ಪ್ರೀತಿಯ ಸೋಲು....
ಹ್ರುದಯದ ಮಿಡಿತದಿ ಮರೆಯದ ಕನಸು..
ಏನೇ ಆದರು ಸಮಯದೊ0ದಿಗೆ ಮುನ್ನಡೆಯುತಲಿಹುದು,
ಜೀವ ವೀಣೆಯಿದು....ಮಿಡಿಯುತಲಿಹುದು.....
..............................................................................ದೀಪಕ್
Sunday, July 26, 2009
ಏನಿದು ಮಾಯೆ!!!
ಏನಿದು ಮಾಯೆ.......................!!!
ಜೀವವಿತ್ತು ಅವಳ ಮಾತಿನಲಿ,
ಪ್ರೀತಿ ಅವಳ ನೋಟದಲಿ,
ಕಾದಾಗ ಬರುವೆ ಎನ್ದಳು ನನಗಾಗಿ,
ನಗಿಸಿದಳು ಜೊತೆಯಾಗಿ,
ಅಳಿಸಿದಳಿ೦ದು ಮರೆಯಾಗಿ,
ನಿನ್ದು ಅ೦ದು ನನಗಗಿ,
ಇಲ್ಲ ಅವಳು,ಹುಡುಕಿದರು ನಾ ಅವಳಿಗಾಗಿ,
ಜೊತೆಯದವಳು ಅ೦ದು,
ಮಾಯವಾದಳು ಇ೦ದು.....ಏನಿದು ಮಾಯೆ........
-ದೀಪಕ್
Sunday, June 7, 2009
A Date with a Doctor : Unforgettable.....
This is one small incident, that i had to be a part of in the last weekend. I had an appointment with a dentist for a small scaling process and reached the hospital at 11 am.
The scene at the waiting hall. I was surrounded by a few interesting people. One was a old man in his late sixties, a little girl in her early teens, the girl's mother and a couple in their fifties.
All of a sudden a noise 'Nahi Nahi mujhe nahi karwani hai....mujhe jaane deejiye ..... please, mera dant teeek hain......please uncle, pleaseee.......' all look at each other in the face. The next voice you hear is a voice of a concerned doctor," Nahi beta kuch nahi hoga..... bas do minute ka kaam hai'.
Little Girl: Nahi mujhe woh needle nahi dalna hai. Mujhe jaane deejiye please.
Doctor: OK, abhi needle nahi use karronga....ok, abhi chilana nahi.
Doctor to one of his helper's, in kannada " Hold her hands and feet and allow her not to shake". All of a sudden you hear a loud noise again," Uncle mujhe jaane deejiye please, Paapa mujhe kuch nahi hua hain, jaayenge yahan se please paapa, pleasee'.
Its dad's turn to console the little darling. He starts of discussin in a very considerate manner telling her 'Beta tum ice creams nahi kha paogi, choclates bhi band ho jaayega, dekhlo tumhara marzi'.
Dad is helping the doctor now. The scene outside was getting a little difficult too to handle. People around were looking at each other's face and controlling themselves. In between this I notice a lady seated a little behind all the others and holding her hands tight and reciting small prayers. Yes, the guess is right it is the mother of the sweetheart inside. The mother was very restless and that's it; come what may she would never give up on the little one. Thats a MOTHER for you.
Others in the room: the mother and daughter outside, the mother slyly looks at her daughter; sitting to her right and gives a smile; "My dear, your near.... its your turn for all the mischief you do" kind of a look, although it was just meant to be a teaser.
In enters another patient accompanied by her son. The son was tall and slim and had a moustache that was extended and cut short before growing into a French Beard. The guy was standing as at the doorstep, as there were no seats left .
Now one more squeel and guess what the little girl has bitten the hand of the lady doctor in the room. The girl's father now loses patience and asks her, 'Kya kar rahe ho....' and you can listen to the cries of the girl. Now the incident gets a little funny, not because the girl is creating so much trouble, but for the next few words that she utters. "Paapa kabhi trouble nahi karungi paapa, kuch nahi poochungi, aap jaise bolenge waise hi karoongi paapa.... please paapa mujhe le jaao". Dad starts to console "Beta 2 minute aankh bandh karlo, kuch nahi hoga" and finally the tooth is uprooted.
Up goes a roar in the doctor's room and everyone tries to console and a cotton bud is stuffed into the place where the tooth was uprooted. The girl starts to cry again and again the doctor tries to keep the girl quiet," Abhi ho gaya, aur kuch nahi, rona mat beta". The girl continues to cry and doctor to the girl's father " Let her cry nothing will happen".
The guy who came with his mom, couldnt stop himself from laughing and controls with a lot of difficulty and just walks out of the room.
Doctor goes on to make his bill, while the dad is still inside and the girl jumps out of the consultation room; as if she's getting out of a dragon's den. Now, the scene to imagine is not very difficult; but there is small twist in the script. The girl sees her mother and as usual starts to cry. But, mom who was all this while praying and tensed doesn't try to console or hug her. She baldly looks at her and tells," Uncle phir se andar bulayenge rone par". I couldn't control my laughter in the next scene, the little girl is staring away at her mom. In her mind, you my mother; no little concern after all that you have heard sitting here; as she wears her sandals.
Now, dad comes out and tells," Aunty ko sorry bolo". The girl in her sweet little tone, "Sorry Aunty". This cute little girl, was in a nice blackcurrent ice cream colored tees and a blue jean; a sweet innocvent face. Listening to all that she confessed in front of the dentist, she's not that very silent at home'.
Anyway, it was a incident very funny for all the others outside; for what the little girl was confessing. All of us felt bad for the pain she had to under go. Never the less, if you are a parent with a child in their 5 - 10's then a nice idea to keep their mischief at check.
Hats- Off to the doctor's. It is indeed very difficult to handle kids and even more as they are so very sweet. It takes a lot to complete your work, in such circumstances.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
First Attempt In Life Under Revived Energy
First Attempt In Life Under Revived Energy.
There have been loads of speeches already made about success and how to attain success. A concept that rarely understood, if you haven’t seen a failure in life. A failure in life is not a sin. A failure, is simply an attempt unaccomplished.
Now read only the first letter of each word of the title.... Yes, the topic is Failure.
Newton’s failure of understanding that just an apple fell on his head; led to Newton’s Laws.
A simple failure of having dropped sulphur to rubber led to vulcanization.
The concept of failure is ‘Subjective’ word, used in a very ‘Relative’ term.
We haven’t seen many success stories that is born without past failures.
The energy and the burning desire of having to walk in a child starts from falling at the first step it takes. The ability to hit your hands and legs hard and to survive comes from the failure of inability to breathe under water. The idea that comes brink of death is the stronger than an idea thought-out in a whole life time under easy circumstances.
Instances of day to day life show us. Look at the RCB hero of the IPl2 ‘Manish Pandey’ who had plans of reaching the army, his second choice after cricket; did wonders for the team. The idea behind Manish’s innings under the circumstances would have been just to play his heart out as he might never get another chance to play at the top, if he never relishes it now. The desire of succeeding in the process came alive and we saw a 19 year old, bring his dreams alive.
It is easy to point out at someone else’s mistake and say something could have been done in another way. Failure brings an individual to this stage and asks him to carry out a journey and review the mistakes and bring the right actions in the path to success.
The journey begins from a series of failures and people calling of the person incapable at doing his job and almost having written him off. The episode of ‘Zanjeer’ brings to helm an actor, a name today celebrated in Indian Cinema ‘Amitabh Bachchan’. The journey started with Zanjeer went on to provide a series of hits of the eighties and early nineties like Deewar, Zameer, Sholay, Don, Mukaddar ka sikaddar and the rest is his history.
But the story does not stop there as they say history repeats in the year 2000, with Amitabh Bachchan’s second innings rising like a phoenix after the failures of the Miss Universe contest and ABCL. The world saw a new beginning of Amitabh Bachchan with famous reality talk show ‘Kaun Banega Crorepati’; and the man reviewed himself from the debts to a crorepati. Kaun bana yeh to thoda bhool bhi sakte, lekin Amitabh ka second innings kabhi nahi. This followed by strong performances in Mohabbatein, Veer-Zaara, Black and the story of this strong 63 old grows enviable by the growing days and creates a lasting impression on the youth of the day, taking to suicides at failures.
The work that led to this amazing act, long after passing the prime by Mr. Bachchan was the intensity to work and the desire to stay there at the top, as Baadshah of bollywood. Yash Chopra once quotes saying, after a time when ABCL had not fulfilled its expectations and Amitabh was down, it was Mr. Bachchan who gave me a ring one day, telling he was ready to work again. If a man of his stature can give up the thought of me of having been a greatest star and go ahead and ask for work, there is no other example to say that its only your work and dedication that can save you at the end of the day.
Life as it present’s, is no bed of roses to anyone; neither the king nor to the slave. Everyone has their share of joy and sorrows. Happiness can be reaped from piece of paper for a child, where as several bundles of the same colored and with a price tag on it can’t still make us as satisfied and happy as a child. In the attempt to satisfy every little thought that is driven by the brain, we lose the happiness of the moment.
The opportunities presented by life are usually in the form of a gift that needs to be unwrapped, the unwrapping part is the opportunity and the sweetness of success is presented as an accomplishment. The opportunity is presented in various forms, most times than not; are in the form of failures.
This was a man who failed in business at the age of 21 ; was defeated in a legislative race at age 22; failed again in business at the age 24; overcame the death of his sweetheart at age 26; had a nervous breakdown at the age of 27; lost a congressional race at age 34; lost a senatorial race at age 45; failed in an effort to become vice-president at the age 47; lost a senatorial race at age 49; and was elected president of the United States at age 52. No guesses indeed, yes it is the American President ‘Abraham Lincoln’.
Was this all opportunity, how many of us of today would be ready to go through all the turmoil, to reach the gift of being a President of America and indeed the most loved one; which is even more precious? When things are tough, friends; its not that things are just wrong, its just that we are pushing aside the sand to find the Gold. So, keep pushing aside, as long as the life doesn’t stop you from searching for Gold.
A step to failure and a step to success is just a narrow margin as 49% to 51%, which determine on which half of life you stay. A vision and hunger to win, will show the path to success.
Let’s date back a few years to a renowned story of our school days, ‘Davis and the Goliath’. As all of us know David was not a huge strong person, or no where close to the Goliath. But, there is one more important factor to consider the fact that David was as much a common man, as all the others in the village.
Where was the difference, it was all in the attitude. The attitude of a man and not the aptitude determines the rise of a man. At the juncture of
A defeat or a failure if a man desires the change into success is not difficult. The time taken to attain success is equivalent to the burning desire to reach there.
Once a young boy reached Socrates and starts, ‘You are recognized as one of the great scholars and a great philosopher, can you please tell me the path to succeed in life’. Socrates asked the boy to come back the next morning to the banks of river Thames and the boy was there prompt on time. Socrates took the boy into the water with him and all of sudden pushed the boy’s head into water and kept it there, till the boy’s own force was enough to push Socrates and come out. The boy was in rage and asked Socrates what he was trying to do, Socrates replied asking him, ‘How badly did you need oxygen when you were under water?’. The boy replied, ‘Very much, or I would have died’. Socrates replied ‘That’s the secret of success, it comes to you only when you need it as badly as oxygen to breathe’.
¨ The Winner is always part of the answer;
The Loser is always part of the problem.
¨ The Winner always has a program;
The Loser always has an excuse.
¨ The Winner says, "Let me do it for you";
The Loser says, "That is not my job."
¨ The Winner sees an answer for every problem;
The Loser sees a problem for every answer.
¨ A Winner makes commitments;
A Loser makes promises.
¨ Winners have dreams;
Losers have schemes.
¨ Winners say, "I must do something";
Losers say, "Something must be done."
¨ Winners are a part of the team;
Losers are apart from the team.
Losers let it happen.
¨ Winners plan and prepare to win.
The key word is preparation.
So friends, lets continue to make new mistakes and continue to discover the new you.
There have been loads of speeches already made about success and how to attain success. A concept that rarely understood, if you haven’t seen a failure in life. A failure in life is not a sin. A failure, is simply an attempt unaccomplished.
Now read only the first letter of each word of the title.... Yes, the topic is Failure.
Newton’s failure of understanding that just an apple fell on his head; led to Newton’s Laws.
A simple failure of having dropped sulphur to rubber led to vulcanization.
The concept of failure is ‘Subjective’ word, used in a very ‘Relative’ term.
We haven’t seen many success stories that is born without past failures.
The energy and the burning desire of having to walk in a child starts from falling at the first step it takes. The ability to hit your hands and legs hard and to survive comes from the failure of inability to breathe under water. The idea that comes brink of death is the stronger than an idea thought-out in a whole life time under easy circumstances.
Instances of day to day life show us. Look at the RCB hero of the IPl2 ‘Manish Pandey’ who had plans of reaching the army, his second choice after cricket; did wonders for the team. The idea behind Manish’s innings under the circumstances would have been just to play his heart out as he might never get another chance to play at the top, if he never relishes it now. The desire of succeeding in the process came alive and we saw a 19 year old, bring his dreams alive.
It is easy to point out at someone else’s mistake and say something could have been done in another way. Failure brings an individual to this stage and asks him to carry out a journey and review the mistakes and bring the right actions in the path to success.
The journey begins from a series of failures and people calling of the person incapable at doing his job and almost having written him off. The episode of ‘Zanjeer’ brings to helm an actor, a name today celebrated in Indian Cinema ‘Amitabh Bachchan’. The journey started with Zanjeer went on to provide a series of hits of the eighties and early nineties like Deewar, Zameer, Sholay, Don, Mukaddar ka sikaddar and the rest is his history.
But the story does not stop there as they say history repeats in the year 2000, with Amitabh Bachchan’s second innings rising like a phoenix after the failures of the Miss Universe contest and ABCL. The world saw a new beginning of Amitabh Bachchan with famous reality talk show ‘Kaun Banega Crorepati’; and the man reviewed himself from the debts to a crorepati. Kaun bana yeh to thoda bhool bhi sakte, lekin Amitabh ka second innings kabhi nahi. This followed by strong performances in Mohabbatein, Veer-Zaara, Black and the story of this strong 63 old grows enviable by the growing days and creates a lasting impression on the youth of the day, taking to suicides at failures.
The work that led to this amazing act, long after passing the prime by Mr. Bachchan was the intensity to work and the desire to stay there at the top, as Baadshah of bollywood. Yash Chopra once quotes saying, after a time when ABCL had not fulfilled its expectations and Amitabh was down, it was Mr. Bachchan who gave me a ring one day, telling he was ready to work again. If a man of his stature can give up the thought of me of having been a greatest star and go ahead and ask for work, there is no other example to say that its only your work and dedication that can save you at the end of the day.
Life as it present’s, is no bed of roses to anyone; neither the king nor to the slave. Everyone has their share of joy and sorrows. Happiness can be reaped from piece of paper for a child, where as several bundles of the same colored and with a price tag on it can’t still make us as satisfied and happy as a child. In the attempt to satisfy every little thought that is driven by the brain, we lose the happiness of the moment.
The opportunities presented by life are usually in the form of a gift that needs to be unwrapped, the unwrapping part is the opportunity and the sweetness of success is presented as an accomplishment. The opportunity is presented in various forms, most times than not; are in the form of failures.
This was a man who failed in business at the age of 21 ; was defeated in a legislative race at age 22; failed again in business at the age 24; overcame the death of his sweetheart at age 26; had a nervous breakdown at the age of 27; lost a congressional race at age 34; lost a senatorial race at age 45; failed in an effort to become vice-president at the age 47; lost a senatorial race at age 49; and was elected president of the United States at age 52. No guesses indeed, yes it is the American President ‘Abraham Lincoln’.
Was this all opportunity, how many of us of today would be ready to go through all the turmoil, to reach the gift of being a President of America and indeed the most loved one; which is even more precious? When things are tough, friends; its not that things are just wrong, its just that we are pushing aside the sand to find the Gold. So, keep pushing aside, as long as the life doesn’t stop you from searching for Gold.
A step to failure and a step to success is just a narrow margin as 49% to 51%, which determine on which half of life you stay. A vision and hunger to win, will show the path to success.
Let’s date back a few years to a renowned story of our school days, ‘Davis and the Goliath’. As all of us know David was not a huge strong person, or no where close to the Goliath. But, there is one more important factor to consider the fact that David was as much a common man, as all the others in the village.
Where was the difference, it was all in the attitude. The attitude of a man and not the aptitude determines the rise of a man. At the juncture of
A defeat or a failure if a man desires the change into success is not difficult. The time taken to attain success is equivalent to the burning desire to reach there.
Once a young boy reached Socrates and starts, ‘You are recognized as one of the great scholars and a great philosopher, can you please tell me the path to succeed in life’. Socrates asked the boy to come back the next morning to the banks of river Thames and the boy was there prompt on time. Socrates took the boy into the water with him and all of sudden pushed the boy’s head into water and kept it there, till the boy’s own force was enough to push Socrates and come out. The boy was in rage and asked Socrates what he was trying to do, Socrates replied asking him, ‘How badly did you need oxygen when you were under water?’. The boy replied, ‘Very much, or I would have died’. Socrates replied ‘That’s the secret of success, it comes to you only when you need it as badly as oxygen to breathe’.
¨ The Winner is always part of the answer;
The Loser is always part of the problem.
¨ The Winner always has a program;
The Loser always has an excuse.
¨ The Winner says, "Let me do it for you";
The Loser says, "That is not my job."
¨ The Winner sees an answer for every problem;
The Loser sees a problem for every answer.
¨ A Winner makes commitments;
A Loser makes promises.
¨ Winners have dreams;
Losers have schemes.
¨ Winners say, "I must do something";
Losers say, "Something must be done."
¨ Winners are a part of the team;
Losers are apart from the team.
Losers let it happen.
¨ Winners plan and prepare to win.
The key word is preparation.
So friends, lets continue to make new mistakes and continue to discover the new you.
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