RAVI to Me
I have been having trouble sleeping at night.
There is a song that goes “aap ki aankhon mein kuch” – it is sung by Kishoreda in a movie called Ghar. There is lyrics in this song that goes – “lab hile to mogre ke phool khilte hain kahin”.
I don’t believe I have ever seen a mogra phool in my life or if I have I probably wasn’t paying attention at the time but I have heard from people that this flower is white in color. Does this makes sense to you then that this guy is comparing a woman’s lips with a white flower? Shouldn’t he be comparing it to something red or pink in color like a rose or something? This doesn’t make sense or as they say in Sanskrit – this doesn’t makum sensum.
The song is beautiful in every other way – great background music, great singing by Kishora Kumarum but it is messed by this one silly mistake in the lyrics. If I was grading this song, I would give it 85 out of 100 marks, taking 15 points away solely for this faux pas in lyrics.
The lyricist should be beaten with chappals for this mistake. If he is dead and buried, he should be dug up and then beaten with chappals for this mistake of messing up this song and my sleep.
Friday, December 30, 2005
Saturday, December 17, 2005
Saurav Ganguly
Friends, Indians, Countrymen,
Lend me your ears, I have come to bury Dada not to praise him.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones;
So let it be with Dada.
The noble Chappell Hath told you Dada was ambitious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault, And grievously hath Dada answer'd it.
Here, under leave of Chappell and the rest--
For Chappell is a white skinned man;
So are they all, all honourable men-- Come I to speak in Dada's funeral.
He was my idol, faithful and just to me:
But Chappell says he was ambitious;
And Chappell is an honorable man.
He hath brought many Trophies home to India
Whose Trophies did the BCCI mantle piece fill:
Did this in Dada seem ambitious?
When India had cried, Dada hath wept:
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Chappell says he was ambitious;
And Chappell is an honourable man.
You all did see that in so many Finals
we presented him a kingly crown,
Which he did refuse:
was this ambition? Yet Chappell says he was ambitious;
And, sure, he is an honourable man.
I speak not to disprove what Chappell spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You all did love him once, not without cause:
What cause withholds you then, to mourn for him?
O judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason.
Bear with me; My heart is in the coffin there with Dada,
And I must pause till it come back to me.
But yesterday the word of Dada might Have stood against the world;
now lies he there. And none so poor to do him reverence.
O masters, if I were disposed to stir
Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage,
I should do Chappell wrong, and More wrong,
Who, you all know, are honourable men:
I will not do them wrong;
I rather choose To wrong the dead, to wrong myself and you,
Than I will wrong such honourable men.
But here's a parchment with the seal of Dada;
I found it in his closet, 'tis his will:
Let but the commons hear this testament--
Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read--
And they would go and kiss dead Dada's wounds
And dip their napkins in his sacred blood,
Yea, beg a hair of him for memory,
And, dying, mention it within their wills,
Bequeathing it as a rich legacy Unto their issue.
Have patience, gentle friends,
I must not read it;
It is not meet you know how Dada loved you.
You are not wood, you are not stones, but men;
And, being men, bearing the will of Dada,
It will inflame you, it will make you mad:
'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs;
For, if you should, O, what would come of it
Will you be patient? will you stay awhile?
I have o'ershot myself to tell you of it:
I fear I wrong the honourable men
Whose daggers have stabb'd Dada; I do fear it.
You will compel me, then, to read the will?
Then make a ring about the corpse of Dada,
And let me show you him that made the will.
Shall I descend? and will you give me leave?
If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.
You all do know this mantle: I remember
The first time ever Dada put it on;
'Twas on a summer's evening, on the balcony,
That day India overcame the English at Lords:
Look, in this place ran Dravid' dagger through:
See what a rent the envious More made:
Through this the well-beloved Chappell stabb'd;
And as he pluck'd his cursed steel away,
Mark how the blood of Dada follow'd it,
As rushing out of doors, to be resolved
If Chappell so unkindly knock'd, or no;
For Chappell, as you know, was Dada's angel:
Judge, O you gods, how dearly Dada loved him!
This was the most unkindest cut of all;
For when the noble Dada saw him stab,
Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms,
Quite vanquish'd him: then burst his mighty heart;
And, in his mantle muffling up his face,
Even at the base of Kotla's stadia,
Which all the while ran blood, great Dada fell.
O, what a fall was there, my countrymen!
Then I, and you, and all of us fell down,
Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us.
O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel
The dint of pity: these are gracious drops.
Kind souls, what, weep you when you but behold
Our Dada's vesture wounded? Look you here,
Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you up
To such a sudden flood of mutiny.
They that have done this deed are honourable:
What private griefs they have, alas, I know not,
That made them do it: they are wise and honourable,
And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you.
I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts:
I am no orator, as Chappell is; But, as you know me all,
a plain blunt man, That love my Idol;
and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him:
For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth,
Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood:
I only speak right on; I tell you that which you yourselves do know;
Show you sweet Dada's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths,
And bid them speak for me: but were I Chappell,
And Chappell Manoj, there were an Manoj
Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue
In every wound of Dada that should move
The stones of India to rise and mutiny.
Why, friends, you go to do you know not what:
Wherein hath Dada thus deserved your loves?
Alas, you know not: I must tell you then:
You have forgot the will I told you of.
Here is the will, and under Dada's seal.
To every Indian citizen he gives,
To every several man, memories of glorious cover drives.
Moreover, he hath left you all his mates,
His Pathans and Sehwags,
On this side Thames; he hath left them you,
And to your heirs for ever, common pleasures,
To walk abroad, and recreate yourselves.
Here was a Dada! when comes such another?
Lend me your ears, I have come to bury Dada not to praise him.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones;
So let it be with Dada.
The noble Chappell Hath told you Dada was ambitious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault, And grievously hath Dada answer'd it.
Here, under leave of Chappell and the rest--
For Chappell is a white skinned man;
So are they all, all honourable men-- Come I to speak in Dada's funeral.
He was my idol, faithful and just to me:
But Chappell says he was ambitious;
And Chappell is an honorable man.
He hath brought many Trophies home to India
Whose Trophies did the BCCI mantle piece fill:
Did this in Dada seem ambitious?
When India had cried, Dada hath wept:
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Chappell says he was ambitious;
And Chappell is an honourable man.
You all did see that in so many Finals
we presented him a kingly crown,
Which he did refuse:
was this ambition? Yet Chappell says he was ambitious;
And, sure, he is an honourable man.
I speak not to disprove what Chappell spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You all did love him once, not without cause:
What cause withholds you then, to mourn for him?
O judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason.
Bear with me; My heart is in the coffin there with Dada,
And I must pause till it come back to me.
But yesterday the word of Dada might Have stood against the world;
now lies he there. And none so poor to do him reverence.
O masters, if I were disposed to stir
Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage,
I should do Chappell wrong, and More wrong,
Who, you all know, are honourable men:
I will not do them wrong;
I rather choose To wrong the dead, to wrong myself and you,
Than I will wrong such honourable men.
But here's a parchment with the seal of Dada;
I found it in his closet, 'tis his will:
Let but the commons hear this testament--
Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read--
And they would go and kiss dead Dada's wounds
And dip their napkins in his sacred blood,
Yea, beg a hair of him for memory,
And, dying, mention it within their wills,
Bequeathing it as a rich legacy Unto their issue.
Have patience, gentle friends,
I must not read it;
It is not meet you know how Dada loved you.
You are not wood, you are not stones, but men;
And, being men, bearing the will of Dada,
It will inflame you, it will make you mad:
'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs;
For, if you should, O, what would come of it
Will you be patient? will you stay awhile?
I have o'ershot myself to tell you of it:
I fear I wrong the honourable men
Whose daggers have stabb'd Dada; I do fear it.
You will compel me, then, to read the will?
Then make a ring about the corpse of Dada,
And let me show you him that made the will.
Shall I descend? and will you give me leave?
If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.
You all do know this mantle: I remember
The first time ever Dada put it on;
'Twas on a summer's evening, on the balcony,
That day India overcame the English at Lords:
Look, in this place ran Dravid' dagger through:
See what a rent the envious More made:
Through this the well-beloved Chappell stabb'd;
And as he pluck'd his cursed steel away,
Mark how the blood of Dada follow'd it,
As rushing out of doors, to be resolved
If Chappell so unkindly knock'd, or no;
For Chappell, as you know, was Dada's angel:
Judge, O you gods, how dearly Dada loved him!
This was the most unkindest cut of all;
For when the noble Dada saw him stab,
Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms,
Quite vanquish'd him: then burst his mighty heart;
And, in his mantle muffling up his face,
Even at the base of Kotla's stadia,
Which all the while ran blood, great Dada fell.
O, what a fall was there, my countrymen!
Then I, and you, and all of us fell down,
Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us.
O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel
The dint of pity: these are gracious drops.
Kind souls, what, weep you when you but behold
Our Dada's vesture wounded? Look you here,
Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you up
To such a sudden flood of mutiny.
They that have done this deed are honourable:
What private griefs they have, alas, I know not,
That made them do it: they are wise and honourable,
And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you.
I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts:
I am no orator, as Chappell is; But, as you know me all,
a plain blunt man, That love my Idol;
and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him:
For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth,
Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood:
I only speak right on; I tell you that which you yourselves do know;
Show you sweet Dada's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths,
And bid them speak for me: but were I Chappell,
And Chappell Manoj, there were an Manoj
Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue
In every wound of Dada that should move
The stones of India to rise and mutiny.
Why, friends, you go to do you know not what:
Wherein hath Dada thus deserved your loves?
Alas, you know not: I must tell you then:
You have forgot the will I told you of.
Here is the will, and under Dada's seal.
To every Indian citizen he gives,
To every several man, memories of glorious cover drives.
Moreover, he hath left you all his mates,
His Pathans and Sehwags,
On this side Thames; he hath left them you,
And to your heirs for ever, common pleasures,
To walk abroad, and recreate yourselves.
Here was a Dada! when comes such another?
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
MP's caught in sting operation
The top headlines today was how MP's were found taking bribes for raising questions in the parliament.
Somnath Chatterjee is amongst the first to raise his voice.
I want to raise a question in the Parliament as to how come this Communist has a palatial house in Bolpur and in Kolkata.
Seems he has been working hard raising questions in the parliament. With his kind of physique I don't think he has worked in the fields.
This practise of punishing someone for some act which is an accepted part of the Indian psyche needs to come to an end.
It's the same with Sex. People are not ready to believe that it happens. Guys in SBBJ remember Shankar.
Somnath Chatterjee is amongst the first to raise his voice.
I want to raise a question in the Parliament as to how come this Communist has a palatial house in Bolpur and in Kolkata.
Seems he has been working hard raising questions in the parliament. With his kind of physique I don't think he has worked in the fields.
This practise of punishing someone for some act which is an accepted part of the Indian psyche needs to come to an end.
It's the same with Sex. People are not ready to believe that it happens. Guys in SBBJ remember Shankar.
Sunday, December 11, 2005
SUCCESS: ADDED UP
THE SECRET TO SUCCESS AS INDICATED BY THE ALPHABETS AND NUMBERS:
if A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
= 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26
then
LUCK = 12 + 21 + 3 + 11 = 47
HARD WORK = 8 + 1 + 18 + 4 + 23 + 15 + 18 + 11 = 96
KNOWLEDGE = 11 + 14 + 15 + 23 + 12 + 5 + 4 + 7 + 5 = 96
ATTITUDE = 1 + 20 + 20 + 9 + 20 + 21 + 4 + 5 = 100
SO U NOW KNOW WHAT WILL GET U THERE.
if A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
= 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26
then
LUCK = 12 + 21 + 3 + 11 = 47
HARD WORK = 8 + 1 + 18 + 4 + 23 + 15 + 18 + 11 = 96
KNOWLEDGE = 11 + 14 + 15 + 23 + 12 + 5 + 4 + 7 + 5 = 96
ATTITUDE = 1 + 20 + 20 + 9 + 20 + 21 + 4 + 5 = 100
SO U NOW KNOW WHAT WILL GET U THERE.
Monday, December 05, 2005
THE QUEST FOR HAPPINESS
This is one journey which never seems to end. We always expect life to be better once we get somewhere. Then, when we are there, we get frustrated when we see people ahead of us. We resolve to catch up and believe that Life will be better once we do so.
For the longest time, it seems that Life is about to start – Real Life. But then there is always some obstacle along the way, an ordeal to get through, some work to be finished, some time to be given, a bill to be paid. Then Life would start.
This is what we are trying to do all our lives – playing catch up and jumping over obstacles.
Then it dawns upon us “These obstacles are Life”. There is no road to Happiness. Happiness is the road.”
Now stop, think hard and answer:
Name
The five richest persons in the world.
The last four Miss Worlds.
The last three Nobel Prize winners in Physics.
The last six Best Actor Oscar winners.
Answer without thinking
The names of
Three teachers who contributed significantly to your education.
Three friends who helped you in your hour of need.
A few people who make you feel special.
Five people you love spending time with.
Well, the people who matter to you do not appear in the first list. But they are the ones who care about you and will stand by you, come what may.
Someone told me about this real life incident which is likely to create an indelible mark in your heart as well.
The story is of the Seattle Olympics.
Nine Atheletes, all mentally or physically challenged had lined up for the 100 mts. Race. When the gun went off not all of them were running. But, everyone wanted to participate.
Suddenly a boy tripped and fell, he did a few somersaults and started crying. The others slowed down and looked back. They stopped and came back….. all of them.
A girl with Down’s syndrome sat down next to him, hugged him and asked “Feeling better now?” Then all nine walked shoulder to shoulder to the finish line. The whole crowd applauded and the applaud fails to die down.
Because everybody knows that there is nothing more important (Happiness or should I say bliss) than slowing down and changing course to let someone win.
Sounds wonderlandish. Doesn’t it?
So lets get back to the race.
For the longest time, it seems that Life is about to start – Real Life. But then there is always some obstacle along the way, an ordeal to get through, some work to be finished, some time to be given, a bill to be paid. Then Life would start.
This is what we are trying to do all our lives – playing catch up and jumping over obstacles.
Then it dawns upon us “These obstacles are Life”. There is no road to Happiness. Happiness is the road.”
Now stop, think hard and answer:
Name
The five richest persons in the world.
The last four Miss Worlds.
The last three Nobel Prize winners in Physics.
The last six Best Actor Oscar winners.
Answer without thinking
The names of
Three teachers who contributed significantly to your education.
Three friends who helped you in your hour of need.
A few people who make you feel special.
Five people you love spending time with.
Well, the people who matter to you do not appear in the first list. But they are the ones who care about you and will stand by you, come what may.
Someone told me about this real life incident which is likely to create an indelible mark in your heart as well.
The story is of the Seattle Olympics.
Nine Atheletes, all mentally or physically challenged had lined up for the 100 mts. Race. When the gun went off not all of them were running. But, everyone wanted to participate.
Suddenly a boy tripped and fell, he did a few somersaults and started crying. The others slowed down and looked back. They stopped and came back….. all of them.
A girl with Down’s syndrome sat down next to him, hugged him and asked “Feeling better now?” Then all nine walked shoulder to shoulder to the finish line. The whole crowd applauded and the applaud fails to die down.
Because everybody knows that there is nothing more important (Happiness or should I say bliss) than slowing down and changing course to let someone win.
Sounds wonderlandish. Doesn’t it?
So lets get back to the race.
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Unclutter your Life?
This is something which could make our mundane life a little better. Nothing original but practically highly rewarding!!
Every household suffers from one disease-Clutter!
(a) We keep buying but seldom dispose of old items
(b) We retain things telling ourselves we will use them some day-so consign them to the loft;and you know what happens to them.
(c) Our children bully us and we keep buying toys for them, which lose their sheen the very next day- they lie around quite foresaken but occupying expensive space, nevertheless!
and so on....
In my view we could do with the following:
(1) Just attack the problem ruthlessly-your spouse, children, and you yourself will be the biggest stumbling block-just don't give in- In my view, as a rule of thumb, one can easily get rid of 40-50% in the first round of "safayee abhiyan".
(2) Obviously the best way to get rid of will be to ask your house helps to lend a helping hand in the process-you pass the stuff which they will be only too delighted to take over; if they feel too full themselves, they will get their friends, relatives and so on..I speak from experience-I got rid of about 70% of the stuff we had, when I was moving to Dubai, and I am none the worse for it!
(3)The process above has to be a dynamic one-I try to follow a simple formula again as a rule of thumb-When you buy one shirt give away two of your current shirts!
Such a "no brainer" as the one I have talked above has remarkable advantages:
(i) You are immediately creating an economic value for an object which has been lying around inert, abandoned, and perhaps consuming expensive floor space, especially if you are in a place like Bombay.
(ii) You start liking your home better; you feel a lot better - for example, if you visited a Marks & Spencer showroom, you get impressed with the ambience- simple-> they do not stuff their showrooms; they simply offer a few elegant choices and that's about it! Nothing blase' about them.
(iii) When you get rid of things, you have a rationale to go and buy fresh things-always a pleasure; Life mein bhogna bahut zaroori hai! Without Bhog you are not ready for yog! - not my gag, though!! I remember Sanjoy always used to say : "I want money not to keep but to spend" - how very sensible!!
(iv) Imagine if all of us did that, our 7-8% economic growth will not simply depend on the call centre kids-we, we, the not so young kids will be proud contributors too- by the way, people of our generation spend a portion of our income but the current kids spend a multiple of their income! Deficit Financing at its best but that\'s another discussion altogether.
So why not? you are happy, your maidservant is happy, Chidambaram and Montek are thrilled!! I simply can\'t find a flaw here!!!
Every household suffers from one disease-Clutter!
(a) We keep buying but seldom dispose of old items
(b) We retain things telling ourselves we will use them some day-so consign them to the loft;and you know what happens to them.
(c) Our children bully us and we keep buying toys for them, which lose their sheen the very next day- they lie around quite foresaken but occupying expensive space, nevertheless!
and so on....
In my view we could do with the following:
(1) Just attack the problem ruthlessly-your spouse, children, and you yourself will be the biggest stumbling block-just don't give in- In my view, as a rule of thumb, one can easily get rid of 40-50% in the first round of "safayee abhiyan".
(2) Obviously the best way to get rid of will be to ask your house helps to lend a helping hand in the process-you pass the stuff which they will be only too delighted to take over; if they feel too full themselves, they will get their friends, relatives and so on..I speak from experience-I got rid of about 70% of the stuff we had, when I was moving to Dubai, and I am none the worse for it!
(3)The process above has to be a dynamic one-I try to follow a simple formula again as a rule of thumb-When you buy one shirt give away two of your current shirts!
Such a "no brainer" as the one I have talked above has remarkable advantages:
(i) You are immediately creating an economic value for an object which has been lying around inert, abandoned, and perhaps consuming expensive floor space, especially if you are in a place like Bombay.
(ii) You start liking your home better; you feel a lot better - for example, if you visited a Marks & Spencer showroom, you get impressed with the ambience- simple-> they do not stuff their showrooms; they simply offer a few elegant choices and that's about it! Nothing blase' about them.
(iii) When you get rid of things, you have a rationale to go and buy fresh things-always a pleasure; Life mein bhogna bahut zaroori hai! Without Bhog you are not ready for yog! - not my gag, though!! I remember Sanjoy always used to say : "I want money not to keep but to spend" - how very sensible!!
(iv) Imagine if all of us did that, our 7-8% economic growth will not simply depend on the call centre kids-we, we, the not so young kids will be proud contributors too- by the way, people of our generation spend a portion of our income but the current kids spend a multiple of their income! Deficit Financing at its best but that\'s another discussion altogether.
So why not? you are happy, your maidservant is happy, Chidambaram and Montek are thrilled!! I simply can\'t find a flaw here!!!
Monday, November 28, 2005
Is there More to Motivation than Blackmail?
What Management Gurus have spoken / written about Motivation fill several libraries all over the world.
This is also a pet topic for the Training Institutions. Lots of debate take place as to what it "Motivation".
The essence of what I have understood is Motivation is all about the Motivator helping the Motivatee to understand what's in it for the latter in the deal. Good Leaders, I believe are excellent in showing clearly that the motivatee gains while he contributes something to the Organization, Nation, Cause etc. Conversely the Motivator would ideally be pointing out clearly that the Motivatee loses if he did not fall in line!
Aristotle said that all actions in the world are caused by either Fear or Greed deeply ingrained in people. The Indian thinking ( I suppose articulated by Chanakya? - I am not sure who it was), talks about Saam, Daam, Dand, Bhed as tools available to a Motivator. The two streams of thoughts do converge except that the Oriental Thinking provides for a "Peace" (=Saam) as a motivator which is absent in Aristotle's universe! If one thought thru' a little bit, Aristotle was operating more from insecurity and talking more of Blackmail...
Wodehouse, a seemingly unlikely reference on the subject, used to say in jest, which I think was quite profound in a way, that Nobody was more pursuasive than a Man behind a Gun!
What distinguishes our thinking from the western thinking is essentially "Saam" the "Peace". At least, on paper, we believe we can achieve through an adult to adult discussion and a sincere dialogue.
I do agree that to be an effective Motivator, one should be adept in using all the four tools (Saam, Daam, Dand, & Bhed) per situation. I think it is rare to find someone who uses all the four tools effectively! Hence the "leadership" crisis in most situations!
Seshadri to me
This is also a pet topic for the Training Institutions. Lots of debate take place as to what it "Motivation".
The essence of what I have understood is Motivation is all about the Motivator helping the Motivatee to understand what's in it for the latter in the deal. Good Leaders, I believe are excellent in showing clearly that the motivatee gains while he contributes something to the Organization, Nation, Cause etc. Conversely the Motivator would ideally be pointing out clearly that the Motivatee loses if he did not fall in line!
Aristotle said that all actions in the world are caused by either Fear or Greed deeply ingrained in people. The Indian thinking ( I suppose articulated by Chanakya? - I am not sure who it was), talks about Saam, Daam, Dand, Bhed as tools available to a Motivator. The two streams of thoughts do converge except that the Oriental Thinking provides for a "Peace" (=Saam) as a motivator which is absent in Aristotle's universe! If one thought thru' a little bit, Aristotle was operating more from insecurity and talking more of Blackmail...
Wodehouse, a seemingly unlikely reference on the subject, used to say in jest, which I think was quite profound in a way, that Nobody was more pursuasive than a Man behind a Gun!
What distinguishes our thinking from the western thinking is essentially "Saam" the "Peace". At least, on paper, we believe we can achieve through an adult to adult discussion and a sincere dialogue.
I do agree that to be an effective Motivator, one should be adept in using all the four tools (Saam, Daam, Dand, & Bhed) per situation. I think it is rare to find someone who uses all the four tools effectively! Hence the "leadership" crisis in most situations!
Seshadri to me
Sunday, November 27, 2005
Polite, spontaneous communication
Seshadri to Manoj
Politeness is dishonesty but impoliteness is ego at its worst!
Spontaneity is accumulated preparation.
Communication is not what I say but what you heard!
My friend Seshadri has a way with words. He can link the most unlikely of words to bring out the truth in a situation.
He can sometimes be over your head, but never below your belt. His words need to be felt not read.
Politeness is dishonesty but impoliteness is ego at its worst!
Spontaneity is accumulated preparation.
Communication is not what I say but what you heard!
My friend Seshadri has a way with words. He can link the most unlikely of words to bring out the truth in a situation.
He can sometimes be over your head, but never below your belt. His words need to be felt not read.
Friday, November 25, 2005
vanity: the changing scenario
Men pay the price for vanity.
HERE come the mirror men. New research has found that more men than women believe that spending time on their personal appearance is important.
We are finally changing into Peacocks.
HERE come the mirror men. New research has found that more men than women believe that spending time on their personal appearance is important.
We are finally changing into Peacocks.
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
GOD KNOWS WHAT'S HAPPENNING
I AM NOW DOING A PROJECT ON COMPUTER MODDING.
DOES ANYONE HAVE THE FAINTEST IDEA WHAT MODDING IS? I CAME TO KNOW THAT IT'S A WORD USED IN PLACE OF REMODELLING. STRANGE WORDS BEING USED. GOD KNOWS WHAT'S HAPPENNING.
DID YOU KNOW
THAT WHILE WE BLOG, SOME PEOPLE ALSO GO TO BLINKS.THESE ARE TYPICALLY ONE LINERS.
THAT DECORATING YOUR MOBILE PHONE WITH STARS AND GLITTER IS CALLED BLING.
I'M SURE YOU WOULD ALSO HAVE A SIMILAR EXPERIENCE. WHAT SAY YOU?
DOES ANYONE HAVE THE FAINTEST IDEA WHAT MODDING IS? I CAME TO KNOW THAT IT'S A WORD USED IN PLACE OF REMODELLING. STRANGE WORDS BEING USED. GOD KNOWS WHAT'S HAPPENNING.
DID YOU KNOW
THAT WHILE WE BLOG, SOME PEOPLE ALSO GO TO BLINKS.THESE ARE TYPICALLY ONE LINERS.
THAT DECORATING YOUR MOBILE PHONE WITH STARS AND GLITTER IS CALLED BLING.
I'M SURE YOU WOULD ALSO HAVE A SIMILAR EXPERIENCE. WHAT SAY YOU?
Sunday, November 20, 2005
*Pushy Salesmanship*
*Pushy Salesmanship*
(From Seshadri to Sanjoy)
I sincerely believe that each one of us presents a distinct identity,personality and temperament. I am perfectly ok with that. There isabsolutely no need to be a terrible salesman which somehow the world hasreduced us to. THe important point is as you say, "do you really enjoy yoursituation". Are you happy the way you are? At the end of the day, to repeata truism, we are all here to have a "good" life, a happy life. *In fact, notto be a salesman and not crib about the consequence of not being a salesmanis a rare occurrence*. it is indeed a refreshingly better thing to be. I seeall around myself (myself not totally excluded) people who are running allthe time, tense all the time, pushing and jostling all the time to get"somewhere". They never stop worrying; never question as to what they arechasing. To give you a Bombay analogy, you will find the suburban stationsflush with people at 12 Midnight, going about at a pace which seems quiteunnatural for that part of the day. One would normally want to "pause"-kabhi tho rukh jao yaar! No, they seem to never question themselves, go deep into what all this is for? So Sanjoy, if you are fine the way you are, which I am sure you really are,that's great! You are a blessed one! I agree that I would rather learn humanpsychology reading George Elliot, Dosteyvesky than reading "Seven Easy Stepsto Win your Customers".
(From Seshadri to Sanjoy)
I sincerely believe that each one of us presents a distinct identity,personality and temperament. I am perfectly ok with that. There isabsolutely no need to be a terrible salesman which somehow the world hasreduced us to. THe important point is as you say, "do you really enjoy yoursituation". Are you happy the way you are? At the end of the day, to repeata truism, we are all here to have a "good" life, a happy life. *In fact, notto be a salesman and not crib about the consequence of not being a salesmanis a rare occurrence*. it is indeed a refreshingly better thing to be. I seeall around myself (myself not totally excluded) people who are running allthe time, tense all the time, pushing and jostling all the time to get"somewhere". They never stop worrying; never question as to what they arechasing. To give you a Bombay analogy, you will find the suburban stationsflush with people at 12 Midnight, going about at a pace which seems quiteunnatural for that part of the day. One would normally want to "pause"-kabhi tho rukh jao yaar! No, they seem to never question themselves, go deep into what all this is for? So Sanjoy, if you are fine the way you are, which I am sure you really are,that's great! You are a blessed one! I agree that I would rather learn humanpsychology reading George Elliot, Dosteyvesky than reading "Seven Easy Stepsto Win your Customers".
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