tik tik tik.....it keeps moving

the gear turned by its designed gear ratio and so did the seconds hand on my wrist watch.After a long time this omnipresent music reached my ears when i just lay down my head on the table out of exasperation.It has always been there with me since i got my first wrist watch.(it was in 7th standard , i was my mother's -a quartz watch ,and still i am its proud owner).TIME - seemed to have just flown in a split second.It seemed just a day before that i finished my 12th standard and today i am working , about to finish my first term in office and getting prepared for a promotion.Life just seemed to have flown on mach speed.7th standard -The year when i met my friend Divya.She will be married soon.Cannot believe we all have grown up to this stage and will be soon entering another phase of life.Probably it can be called a second life.The thought of it sends goose bums.But theres excitement also.Life for her will bring new family , new friends , new relations with it.A whole new experience.I wish her a happy, joyful life ahead.

you are blessed if.................

Shiela was feeling sad, was sinking down under the pressure of worries , boredom ,routine , backstabs and ..........and like any other time she called up her soulmate ,her friend munni After talking to her she felt relaxed,easy and ready to fight with the situation troubling her.Friend-the word can mean the whole world , if you have a real friend.There are hundreds and thousands of definations available for this person in our lives.The legends about the long lived frienships of jay-veeru,krishna-sudama and sita-gita are well known.I keep reading about such frienship stories also but saw very few existing and feeli lucky to have 3.If you have met a person whom you can open up your heart to, feel blessed.Having a soulmate(who understands you,is with you when the world is not,gets angry with you and still cares for you,loves you more than you do) is the biggest Gods gift on this earth.Cherish having such people in your life.

Uttarayan/Sankrathi/Pongal = Celebration time

Uttarayan or Makar Sankrathi..................Mythology tells it's the time when sun moves from dakshinayan to uttarayan and so comes the celebration moment.Farmers marking the point for new beginning.The cold season is fading away with new leaves coming to life and flowers blooming cheerfully while the butterflies having gala time.The nature seems to be moving from the darker shades to the bright color full one.Kite flying season being back , we can see them flying high and high trying to touch the clouds.It's the part of the year when the much awaited khichdi and undhyu will be served satisfying our taste buds.

I wish this season to be a cheerful one, where every dream would come true and we will keep progressing high and high in our lives with the same dexterity , style and zeal as the kites around us are now.

HAPPY UTTARAYAN !!!! :)

Pearls ????

Six pearls of wisdom............
this was how i was introduced to the following few lines, but still wonder what they mean.
1.Money can,t buy happiness but its more comfortable to cry in a BMW than on a cycle.
2.Forgive your enemy but remember the bastard,s name.
3.Help a man when he is in trouble and he will remember you when he is in trouble again.
4.Many people are alive only because its illegal to shoot them.
5.Alcohol doesn't solve problem,but neither does milk.
6.Smoking kills,but if u don't smoke it doesn't mean u will never die.....

just few days back i received a mail...............
and it said....................

T he woman in your life...

Tomorrow you may get a working woman, but you should marry her with these facts as well.
Here is a girl, who is as much educated as you are; Who is earning almost as much as you do;
One, who has dreams and aspirations just as you have because she is as human as you are;
One, who has never entered the kitchen in her life just like you or your Sister haven't, as she was busy in studies and competing in a system that gives no special concession to girls for their culinary achievements
One, who has lived and loved her parents & brothers & sisters, almost as much as you do for 20-25 years of her life;
One, who has bravely agreed to leave behind all that, her home, people who love her, to adopt your home, your family, your ways and even your family ,name
One, who is somehow expected to be a master-chef from day #1, while you sleep oblivious to her predicament in her new circumstances, environment and that kitchen
One, who is expected to make the tea, first thing in the morning and cook food at the end of the day, even if she is as tired as you are, maybe more, and yet never ever expected to complain; to be a servant, a cook, a mother, a wife, even if she doesn't want to; and is learning just like you are as to what you want from her; and is clumsy and sloppy at times and knows that you won't like it if she is too demanding, or if she learns faster than you;
One, who has her own set of friends, and that includes boys and even men at her workplace too, those, who she knows from school days and yet is willing to put all that on the back-burners to avoid your irrational jealousy, unnecessary competition and your inherent insecurities;
Yes, she can drink and dance just as well as you can, but won't, simply Because you won't like it, even though you say otherwise
One, who can be late from work once in a while when deadlines, just like yours, are to be met;
One, who is doing her level best and wants to make this most important, relationship in her entire life a grand success, if you just help her some and trust her;
One, who just wants one thing from you, as you are the only one she knows in your entire house - your unstinted support, your sensitivities and most importantly - your understanding, or love, if you may call it.
But not many guys understand this......
Please appreciate "HER"

I hope you will do....

amazing moments.......

My typical weekdays generally begin with the birds chirruping outside my room window , seeing the small biological developments of growing fruits and flowers in our small garden .Followed by invasion of material world gadgets.My scooty then takes me over a short 15 minutes ride starting from small field to the housing societies and then into a place where everything is man made.(the busy roads where spotting a green healthy leave is impossible.)Then comes my office bus taking me far far away from this world , where few people work to earn there bread and butter.(The place has so many trees beside and on the way that it can be called to be situated in a jungle)I have been complaining about the location of the place saying i am lost in jungle and getting away,cut out from the world.I wish my office would have been in The CITY.Little did i ever realise that i was gifted.After many days i was in the city yesterday.Between the huge multistoreyed buildings, between the never will be empty roads , between the smoke , the noise , the pollution.And then came flashing the amazing moments the jungle has given me. The squirrel dancing on the trees to cracking a nut, a big snail crawling along the road ,the seasonal flowers along the paths , the mushrooms (almost 30 cm dia), peacocks and peahens , stories of snakes , the just born birds in there nests ,to the dancing feather falling down from a tree (just imagine a feather falling down ,swirling along like that beautiful girl in flowing gown in a ball dance). Just cant imagine i had taken them for granted.The few hours in traffic yesterday made me realise, that our nature is just awesome.Wonder how many more surprises for me are in store. I am desperalety waiting to get amused.


Kind attention pls: Do anything to save our nature. Its precious.

VIEW........... The difference making catalyst

“Fed up!!Screwed!!Exhausted!!..............I am giving up!!! “I was taken aback, as these poignant words reached my ears .The person sitting next to me in the bus was speaking out to a friend on the phone. “Problems, problems and problems…….my life itself is a problem……nobody likes me……….nothing good happens with me ……..no fun in my life, it’s a failure. I DON’T WANT TO BE BORN AGAIN AS THE SAME PERSON.”
And I went down the memory lane. Few years back I had heard a story. Plot I hardly remember, but the message is clear and straight as it was then. Here it goes, as every story begins- “Once upon a time…….
Once upon a time fed up of the problems in there lives, people of a certain village went to GOD to register complaints. They all felt the share of their lives, they were having was not justified. They felt their life was a burden whiles others was happier. Taking note of hundreds of complaints the Ministry of Life gave a common appointment time to all. It was informed that every person would bring there problems filled in a rucksack on the day at meeting place. The day came. The central table chaired by THE ALMIGHTY, other ministers and representatives of people .All other people were present in the hall next to the board room with their rucksacks seeing the proceedings through videoconference. The meeting concluded with the decision that the people having problem with his life would leave the rucksack there overnight. The lot will be collected and stored safely maintaining the secrecy of ownership. Next day people would come and pick any of the rucksack from the lot available there. The ocean of people with there burdens filled in rucksack was now thinking upon the action to be taken. Slowly the mass started dispersing. And to my surprise I hear that nobody had left there rucksacks. The speaker said it was so because for us, life of other people seems easy. But when it comes to living it, no one would like to be in others shoes. Another point added was every individual is supplied with the resources needed to fight the situation. HE would not allow anything to happen to you that HE and you cannot handle together.
All one needs is faith, hope and self-belief. Desire to learn the beautiful life, zeal to live the mesmerizing phases and courage to fight the intricacies. LIFE .The word in itself has so much fascination. Search for synonyms and u will find- existence, living, being. Having earned this big gift, I wonder how come people miss out on the larger, colorful, beautiful, fascinating part of it. Instead they feel sorry for the dark part, keep brooding over it and miss out the happy bus ride. Life seems to have a very simple rule if observed and followed. Enjoy, Learn, Move ahead and be Happy. Problems are part of life, then why crib? Search for solutions instead, it would be an adventurous ride. Sad moments come to teach us something, learn and march ahead to face life strongly. Every moment has got its value .LIVE IT.!!!