Tuesday, July 22, 2014
Sunday, July 20, 2014
How ego works and how our behavior changes because of our ego-association with things can be seen in what happened a few months back.
I was at our hometown after a long time. Normally father does all the shopping for the house. I am not used to buy things for the house in presence of father as it looks awkward. This time my nephew and niece were at home. Father used to buy for them ‘Kurkure’ snacks which they are very-very fond of and demand all the time. Once I went to market and bought them one pack of ‘Kurkure’ each. They were enjoying it when another kid from the neighborhood came and demanded some snacks for herself too (all kids are mad fans of Kurkure). My niece offered her the same, but the kid grabbed almost all that was in the packet and quickly started eating. Realizing the ‘loot’, my niece cried. Father became angry saying I should either have also bought one more pack for the neighborhood kid too since I knew about her presence, or else I should not have allowed my niece to eat it in the open in front of other kids. I noticed that I protested against this position and made my point bluntly that rather my niece should learn how to protect herself and same situation could have appeared even if I brought one pack for the neighborhood kid and yet she tried to rob my niece. While I had a valid point, but the manner in which I asserted myself in front of my father even surprised me. Why did I raise my voice and asserted myself on such a trivial issue?
In a moment it became clear to me that my behavior was so because I felt “I” had right of opinion since “I” had bought the packets of snacks for the kids. This ego generating from “I” surprised me. I was ashamed of my behavior but by that time harm was already done. Though I don’t think father felt bad about it or remembered it afterwards but I knew I was wrong and I had a guilt feeling...
Saturday, July 19, 2014
Friday, July 18, 2014
Sunday, July 13, 2014
Saturday, July 5, 2014
This is a song I have loved much. I love period films set in the past and I had loved this movie too much. Here [Link] is my review from the time it was released in theaters. I am a fan of both Ranveer and Sonakshi and it helps too. Even the video of the song is too good. The rural and simplistic charms of the life we have left behind are depicted too well:
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Other very nice songs from the same movie:
Zinda Hun Yaar: (http://youtu.be/cgHLvt0rxmM)
Sawaar loon (http://youtu.be/hIpiSI4pWwM):
Saturday, June 28, 2014
Wednesday, June 25, 2014
Do you know that sending multiple ITR-V forms in one envelop to CPC Bangalore is allowed by the Income Tax department? Many of us file IT returns of our family members and hence if we send all forms together to CPC Bangalore (by Speed Post), it will save us money and at the same time it will be environment friendly since it avoids paper and transportation.
So please send multiple ITR-V forms to CPC Bangalore in a single envelop as per your convenience.
Sunday, June 22, 2014
Friday, June 20, 2014
While searching for the given office address - “SP office, District Pune Rural, Chinchwad” on web, I am not able to get pointers. Can someone help as I am not able to get exact address to reach. If you have been to the place, please help how to reach, or help with exact address. Please post it in comments.
Thursday, June 19, 2014
Friday, May 30, 2014
When a corrupt but well educated person ridicules an honest but less educated person on the basis of qualifications, people are likely to support the later. One, as a society our culture does not encourage us to ridicule or look down at others. To do so in public is a graver sin. Secondly, in such times we also think about "who" are the persons involved and judge them based on their characters. In Ramayan, Lord killed an evil person who accused him before dying of using a trick to kill. Lord is said to have said something which means - you employed evil and unfair means for your whole life to subjugate others and when it comes to your end, you are citing fairness of methods only in order to save your life.
Do unfair people deserve fairness?
As someone said, we think of moral and ethics only when these serve our own selfish motives. When it comes to think of moral and ethics which could harm our selfish interests, we tend to ignore these.
Thursday, May 29, 2014
I remember the days when I was reading Paulo Coelho. His writing full of mystery and symbolism impacted me and for some time I took his things seriously and literally. So when I spotted a white pigeon among a colored flock, or heard a new bird's voice, saw some new flower, or clouds forming a different architecture, I wondered if those were for some specific "reasons" :) When I look back, I don't see any significance of all those "phenomena" happening around :) But yes, life was more interesting when I took his mysticism too seriously. In fact nothing can beat childhood when it comes to seeing life differently and seeing same things with more interesting angles than the boring grownup people do :) I wonder if we tend to think differently either when we are too innocent or too wise...
Friday, May 23, 2014
Sunday, May 18, 2014
Saturday, May 17, 2014
Finished reading “I have a dream” by Rashmi Bansal. It is a collection of real life stories of 20 entrepreneurs who contributed to the society through their ventures and efforts. Rashmi has done a great job with this book.
The book starts with the story of Bindeshwar Pathak of Sulabh International fame and goes on to describe many brillient individuals with kind souls like Anand Kumar (Super 30), Dhruv Lakra (Mirakle Couriers), Anshu Gupta (Goonj), Madhu Pandit Dasa (Akshaya Patra), Vinayak Lohani (Parivaar Ashram) and Shreesh Jadhav (Belur Math) among others. Each individudal tells his or her story full of struggles, setbacks and successes. While all are ver y inspiring, some really touch our soul. The book has been written in conversational style. While the book is very soul touching, at times the manner in which conversations are recorded irritates readers since it is difficult to find if the statement is made by the author of the book or by the person narrating his or her story. The paragraphs are in the form of one sentence each and at many places it looks like scrapbook or a blog not well edited. Apart from the lacking in editing, which can be improved upon in future editions, the book is a master piece. I highly recommend all to read this book; it is very special one you will surely remember for life.
Friday, May 16, 2014
It seems like a personal achievement! Thank you everyone who voted for BJP/NDA, supported Narendra Modi and helped him win in any manner big or small... It is certainly a historical victory. It is a moment of pride for India and our democracy! Let us hope India takes fast lane of growth and let us continue to contribute towards our national causes.
Thursday, May 15, 2014
In childhood, we had three small gardens/ kyaari of plants and flowers - one for each sibling. Each had plenty of roses and other flowers in it - mine had white roses and its plant climbed over our house's walls to reach even the roof. We kids used to maintain our gardens, water the plants, remove the weeds, also apply ash as insecticide at times. Till our younger sister was a too young, my elder sis and I used to maintain her garden also. Once father planted a coconut plant each in my sisters' gardens and also three Ashoka trees which have over the years grown into big trees. We also had guava trees, papaya plants and lemon trees - in which many birds made their nests, tweeted around the branches and played hide-and-seek with us.
I think growing up took so much toll that I closed all those nice real memories in a shell and tried to behave as if nothing really happened. About two years back when we moved to our own flat, my wife bought many plants and we kept several flower pots in our balcony. Since then, we see flowers in our balcony daily; we water the plants; worry about them on vacations; and rush to see them first thing when we are home. She also managed to grow some green chilies in the flowerpots! Of course we have Tulsi ji in one pot too; and she leaves children before going dry every time.
When children traveled far, our mothers would give us something to cling on - a hanman chalisa, some beaded garland, or some piece of cloth. Once I saw a stranger boy on the road bringing out his wallet which had passport size pics of both his parents - how positive was the feeling! I think the idea is to keep us connected to our true self... This is how human civilizations survive and keep moving without losing the soul...