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Ok, here is a story which I should have written a long back, but… Anyway, why to waste time on “why I didn’t” part when I am writing it now! 😉
And by the way, it’s not just a story but our own experience! 🙂

It was 13th April 2012 and we had come to Bijapur to attend one of our friends’ marriage party.

After the marriage ceremony, and lunch, and bla bla bla, around 3:30pm, some of us (Me & Vivek) wanted to take some rest while others were busy teasing the newly wedded bride groom, so thought of heading back to the lodge. And so we did. But as we were coming out of the marriage hall, we got two bags from Santosh and Sameer, which we were supposed to take to lodge.

We hired an auto, reached our lodge, paid him the charges, went to our rooms, hit the bed.

After 3 hours…

I get a call from Santosh. I am sleepy, still managed to answer his call. “Hey, where have you kept my bag?”

What!!?? Bag!!?? I am totally awake now! “Bag? Hmmmmm, it should be in any one of our rooms only.”

“Negative. I searched in all rooms, didn’t find it anywhere.”

“Really? Did you ask Vivek about it? Hmmmm, forget it, I am coming down there..”

Man, where did I keep it? I thought Vivek took both the bags.. But..

When I come down, I see that all are nervous, Sameer more than anyone else because he had kept some valuable gadgets in his bag. After all the inquiries, I started to re-collect that we both came to our rooms with empty hands, meaning we left the bags in the auto! My God! Such a terrible mistake.. But still we were not ready to accept the truth.

First we thought someone might have taken the bags from our rooms. So, started inquiring the lodge people, obviously they were unaware of such thing happening. They even helped us find the truth by showing us the video footage of the lodge entrance when we were entering, and there we were, walking in with nothing in hand! So, we had left the bags in the auto, as I had realized a little earlier before. Vivek & I were at the receiving end of all the blastings. 😦

We tried two things to locate the auto, reported in police station, and checked with other autowalas to see whether they have some kind of association or something where they gather the things they find in their autos, both failed miserably.

To find that auto’s details, We even tried to catch hold of the Video Surveillance systems for Traffic Monitoring using some inside link but there also we were asked to wait till next morning!

It’s around 9 in the night, and we all had almost made our mind that the bags are gone and there is no way we can get them back. And then, Sameer gets a call from his relative staying in Bijapur, say Mr.X who started inquiring about those two bags. Sameer was super excited and called me immediately.

What had happened was:
Even the auto driver had not seen those bags for nearly 4-5 hours. Fortunately, one customer asked him whether those two bags belong to him. He was puzzled because even He wasn’t sure who left those bags in there. There was a chit in Sameer’s bag, which is having some address and even Sameer’s photo [fortunately ;)]. The autowala wanted to return those bags but unfortunately, he was an illiterate and couldn’t read English. Then he took help from some friend of his, who could read and guide him to the address mentioned in the chit. When they both reached that address, it was Mr.X’s address and he immediately recognized Sameer and we got call from him.

We met at some common place. We had even taken some sweets, along with some money to award that autowala. After give and take, say many thanks and all, we headed back to our lodge, relieved like Hell!

See, we all crib about autowalas being rude and mean, but we should not generalize it because there are some good autowalas out there. You just need to be lucky enough to find one. 😉

PS: Sorry, I don’t remember his name, or his auto’s number. So, careless about me! 😐

I have this write-up in my mail box from a long time. Even though its an old article, the thoughts are timeless. I just happened to read this again recently, and I felt so refreshed, as I had felt the first time I read it. Many thanks to the original author.

Becoming Recession Proof
-By Anonymous

Money has no memory; Experience has. You will never know what the total cost of your education was, but for a lifetime you will recall and relive the memories of the schools and colleges. Few years from now, you will forget the amount you paid to settle the hospitalisation bill, but will ever cherish having saved your mother’s life or the life you get to live with the just born. You won’t remember the cost of your honeymoon, but to the last breath remember the experiences of the bliss of togetherness. Money has no memory; Experience has.

Good times and bad times, times of prosperity and times of poverty, times when the future looked so secure and times when you didn’t know from where tomorrow will come… Life has been in one way or the other a roller-coaster ride for everyone. Beyond all that abundance and beyond all that deprivation, what remains is the memory of experiences. Sometimes the wallet was full… sometimes even the pocket was empty. There was enough and you still had reasons to frown. There wasn’t enough and you sill had reasons to smile.

The first time you balanced yourself on your cycle without support… the first cry… the first steps… the first word… the first kiss… all of your child. The first gift you brought for your parents and the first gift your daughter gave you. The first award.. the first public appreciation… the first stage performance. And the list is endless.

So, what if it’s economic recession? Let it be, but let there not be a recession to the quality of your life. You can still take your parents, if not on a pilgrimage, at least to the local temple. You can still play with your children, if not on an international holiday, at least in the local park. It doesn’t cost money to lie down or to take a loved one onto your lap. Hey! Aspects like your Health, Knowledge development and Spiritual growth are not economy dependent.

Time will pass… the economy will revive. Recession can make you lose out on money. Let it not make you lose out on experiences… If you are not happy with what you have, no matter how much more you have, you will still not be happy!

Make a statement with the way you live your life: How I feel has nothing to do with how much I have!

Yesterday, I was driving, and the FM radio went off for few seconds. I thought, I should have an iPod. Then suddenly I realized that I have not used my iPod in last 6 months. And then more things, Handy cam in last 2 years, Digital Camera in last 2 months, DVD player in last 1 month and many more. Now I can say that I bought that Handy cam just out of impulse, I have used it twice only in last 4 years.

So, whats wrong and where? When I look at myself or my friends I can see it everywhere. We are not happy with what we have but all are stressed and not happy for the things we don’t have. You have a Santro, but you want City. You have a City, but you want Skoda. Just after buying a new phone, we need another one. Better laptop, bigger TV, faster car, bigger house, more money. I mean, these examples are endless. The point is, does it actually worth? Do we ever think if we actually need those things before we want them?

After this, I was forced to think what I need and what I don’t. May be I didn’t need this Handy cam or the iPod or that DVD player. When I see my father back at home, he has a simple BPL colour TV, he doesn’t need 32″ Sony LCD wall mount. He has a cell phone worth Rs 2,500. Whenever I ask him to change the phone, he always says ‘Its a phone, I need this just for calls.’ And believe me; he is much happier in life than me with those limited resources and simple gadgets. The very basic reason why he is happy with so little is that he doesn’t want things in life to make it luxurious, but he wants only those things which are making his life easier. It’s a very fine line between these two, but after looking my fathers life style closely, I got the point. He needs a cell phone but not the iPhone. He needs a TV but not the 32″ plasma. He needs a car but not an expensive one.

Initially I had lot of questions.

I am earning good, still I am not happy… Why ?
I have all luxuries, still I am stressed… Why ?
I had a great weekend, still I am feeling tired… Why?

I met lot of people, I thought over it again and again, I still don’t know if I got the answers, but certainly figured out few things. I realized that one thing which is keeping me stressed is the stay connected syndrome. I realized that, at home also I am logged in on messengers, checking mails, using social networks, and on the top of that, the windows mobile is not letting me disconnected. On the weekend itself, trying to avoid unwanted calls and that is keeping my mind always full of stress. I realized that I am spending far lesser money than what I earn, even then I am always worried about money and more money. I realized that I am saving enough money I would ever need, whenever needed. Still I am stressed about job and salary and spends.

May be, many people will call this approach not progressive attitude, but I want my life back. Ultimately its a single life, a day gone is a day gone. I believe if I am not happy tonight, I’ll never be happy tomorrow morning. I finally realized that meeting friends, spending quality time with your loved ones; spending time with yourself is the most important thing. If on Sunday you are alone and you don’t have anybody to talk with, then all that luxuries life, all that money is wasted. May be cutting down your requirements, re-calculating your future goal in the light of todays happiness is a worthwhile thing to do. May be selling off your Santro and buying Honda City on EMIs is not a good idea. I believe putting your happiness ahead of money is the choice we need to make.

I think, a lot can be said and done but what we need the most is re-evaluation of the value of happiness and time we are giving to our life and people associate with it.

Change does not Happen when Circumstances Improve. Change happens when YOU Decide to Improve YOUR circumstances!

Note: I am not the author of this piece of writing, I don’t even know who wrote. But whoever has written it, has done it very beautifully and I found it worth sharing here.

MY FAULT

Posted: October 20, 2011 in Opinions, Thoughts
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Well well well, this post was long pending in my mind and somehow I was reluctant to post it. But what’s the point in giving an advice and you yourself not following it? 😉

Let me take you back to one of those real bad days (not horrible though!) in my life where IT WAS MY FAULT!

My office is in ITPB, usually I take ITPB buses to office, but today as I had to collect my Home Loan provisional certificate to apply for Tax exception, I thought of taking bike to office. I even took one of my friends with me to drop him at his office near Dommalur.

He was late, I was late, so I was driving crazily. And as usual, it lead to some bad moments. First, I narrowly escaped an accident with a Car just after Hosmat hospital signal, but it wasn’t my mistake alone, even that car driver was in hurry! My friend was terrified and asked me to slow down. But I was having full faith in my driving, or you can even call it as over confident! 😮 And again, this over confidence lead to a worst moment later.

His office falls after my bank where I had to collect my document. There was no U turn nearby the bank, but there is some bicycle mark on the median where, I think, bikers take U turn to reach the bank.  So did I and then, suddenly dhadd dhadall..! Another biker who was going towards Marathalli bridge came faster than I expected and he hit my bike on the back side, I managed my bike and didn’t fall but he fell down exactly in the middle of the road. My heart stopped for a moment, thinking about the bad things that might have happened but when I stopped and looked back, he was very much fine, there were some scratches on his bike, and one indicator cover was broken, but nothing much to him. Uffff! I let a sigh of relief. [ That’s why I said it’s a bad day, not horrible tough]

But he was furious at his best and started shouting at me. I parked my bike, went to him quickly and asked him to ‘get the bike outside the road first, later we can talk.’

Now you can imagine the blasting that I might have faced at this moment. The people gathered around two of us were ready to beat me. The first thing I said was “It’s my Fault and I am really sorry!”

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Around 1030hrs of 12th Sep, 2007, a mail popped-up in my inbox with the subject “Flash back of the walk under treessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss”.

I was like, what the heck? Why so many Ss? It was from one of my old friends. With some strange feeling I opened the mail which read as follows: [ Its the original content of the mail, so my friend, don’t get embarrassed. I felt it’ll be good to share it as is, to retain its original beauty.. 😉 ]

I asked and almost forced you to come early in the morning at around
6.30 am so that we can go in the cool atmospher bofore sun raised
more. You came at 7.30am and at that time i was having my bath outside
the house, you smilled and felt happy to see somehow lazy fellow than
you, because i only forced more to come early. After that both of us
had breakfast of Avalakki, and left the home at 8.30am. When we gone
to another person’s home to get him for the walk, i felt very bad
thinking that already sun raised more and to get him sun could be
raised more+++, because the fellow to whom we gone to get  was still
on the bed and was sleeping well. we waked up him and he got ready and
sat for to have breakfast and had it like a passenger train….
slowly……… finally we left home at 10.00am…..
So at 10.00am started walk….. To where ….? got it…………….?
Walk for Kadapatti Jatra…………. memoriable walk under trees no……….
Have u remember it…….? how we enjoyed throughout the walk to
Kadapatti, we spent some time in water canal by making boats of leaf,
And we had again breakfast of Junuka rotti and kara enni by which we
carried. and finally reached the Kadapatti at 1.00pm and enjoyed lot..
do u know why i am recalling this..? because tomorrow, Thursday, is
the Kadapatti jatra… do u think we really missing those beutifull
movements…
We must make ourselves free  and make those movements to happen
again……… Hopes are there…. plans are there, but need to
implement it…… Will make that again
yaar…………………………….

Regards…………
<his_name>……….
[Name is censored as our mutual friends will definitely tease him after reading such a grammatically crap stuff from him.]

Well, even though it looks crap grammatically, I was impressed, and touched too. How many of us get a mail which recalls one’s childhood, or college days for that matter? Very few. And on that day, I felt very happy and lucky to have a friend like this. This mail literally sent me back to those olden, yet Golden days.

Each one of us will be having so many such special moments in our life. School days trips, college days hang-outs, chit-chatting with friends, evening walk with someone special, etc etc… We just keep missing them and down the line, forget them eventually, not all of us though. But how many of us try to recreate the same things again? Very few. I’m not saying that we don’t want them to come back but we keep on postponing them. For example, take my case itself. After reading this mail, especially his proposal in the last line, I said to myself “Kadapatti Jatra (fair) tomorrow? Oh shit! This guys should have reminded me few days back, we could have made it to the same again. Its OK, definitely will materialize it next year!”

Time passed away very quickly, the same 7th Sep, 2008 came and went off, none of us didn’t mention about that fair, not even a single bit of it. Why? We were busy with our day-to-day life, working for tommorrow, for a better tomorrow to be precise. But what will do tomorrow? Yeah, you got it right, we forget that yesterday we were working for today and start working for tomorrow, again. Then where is the time to recreate those Golden moments? No where, if one feels so. But if we take a stand and stick to that, we can surely do it. What do you say?

It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about yourself that you didn’t know and may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.

You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren’t exactly the greatest people you have ever met, and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What you don’t recognize is that they are realizing that too, and aren’t really cold, catty, mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.

You look at your job… and it is not even close to what you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and that scares you.

Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and are constantly adding things to your list of what is acceptable and what isn’t. One minute, you are insecure and then the next, secure.

You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.

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I couldn’t resist myself from sharing this piece of article with you. I don’t know the original author but my hearty congratulations to him/her. Really thought-provoking words. Never miss it, especially Kannadigas.

“Kannada Barutha??” ah! I am sure most of you in Bangalore would have heard this, but what is “kannada barutha?” here it goes. Bangalore the IT capital of India, the silicon city and now a Metro city opened its gates to almost all kinds of people. Very evidently the recent poll census proved that there are only 47% of original inhabitants in Bangalore/bengaluru . The life style of the city has seen a gradual change with Pizza Corners replacing MTR’s, classy eat out’s replacing “Vidyarthi Bhavans” and flashy pub’s replacing all our “Mahalakshmi wine shops”.

“Change is inevitable” from the days of BEML, HAL and BHEL to INFOSYS, WIPRO; Bangalorehas a new look now on the world map. Gone are the days where a typical Sunday for any bangalorean was a nice romantic walk on the pavements of “LALBAGH…”, “rave idli and coffee..” at the nearest yet old looking MTR and a wonderful Annavra film either at Santosh or central ‘talkies’. Today’s Bangalore is deluged in traffic, stress and pressure, Saturday nights without beer is desolate and a Sunday without a visit to either a nearest spa or health clinic is schlocky!! The gandhibazar’s are now AC cooled super markets, majestic is now replaced by ultra modern and diversified Brigade road, sri cauvery coffee joint is now Coffee days.. and “Bhagyalakshmi coffee adda.. is now barista. With globalisation and more retail market the city will definitely see more forceful changes.

Have all these changed our language? Kannada the local language of Bangalore is supposed to be one of the most meaningful language, it also has an unique script as compared to its other counterparts; but how many percentage of people really use Kannada in Bangalore now? The figures are staggering, only 37% of people speak Kannada in the state’s capital, for rest it is only “Kannada bartha?”

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I shall tell you about the great saint Tukaram.

One day it so happened that a devotee came to Tukaram and said “Maharaj, you are so free and open in your life. You never get angry or upset. You are always so cool and serene. Please tell me the secret of your life.”

Instead of answering his question, Tukaram looked at him for a long time and said, “I can see that you are going to die in seven days”. The devotee was so shocked, he forgot about his question and returned home, thinking over and over again about what the great saint had predicted for him. From then on, he was nice and sensitive towards his wife and children and did whatever he had to do, as he knew he had only seven more days to live.

On the seventh day he went to Tukaram and said “Maharaj, please bless me. I am going to die today.”

Tukaram said, “All right, but please tell me how you lived these last seven days. Did you get angry or upset with your wife and children, friends or anybody else?”

The devotee replied, “Maharaj, I knew I was going to die in seven days. How could I get angry with anyone?”

Tukaram said, “That is exactly the secret of my life. I constantly remember that relationships and incidents can come to an end any moment.”

Courtesy : Swamy Suddhanand

Be Selfish!

Posted: January 16, 2008 in Thoughts, Tips
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A good forward, thought of sharing here.

Gautam Buddha is passing near a village which consists of high caste brahmins only. They are very much against Gautam Buddha, they have all gathered outside the village to condemn him, to abuse him. He stands there listening to their abuse, their allegations, their lies. Even Ananda — who has been with him all these years — feels angry. Because they were born into a royal family: they were warriors, their whole training was to fight. But because Gautam Buddha is present, he controls himself; otherwise he would have killed one or two people then and there.

Gautam Buddha said to them, “You see that the sun is going to set soon, and we have to reach the other village before the sun sets. If you have not finished all that you wanted to say to me, I will make a point that when I return I set aside enough time to listen to you again. And in two days, I will be returning along the same route — so it will be very kind of you if you can wait just two days.”

One man from the crowd said, “You don’t seem to be disturbed at all. And we are not just saying things to you — we are abusing you, insulting you.”

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I went to a party Mom,
I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom,
So I drank soda instead.

I really felt proud inside, Mom,
The way you said I would.
I didn’t drink and drive, Mom,
Even though the others said I should.

I know I did the right thing, Mom,
I know you are always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mom,
As everyone is driving out of sight.

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