Wednesday, November 30, 2016

You do what you really want to do.

Complaining. We often complain everything.


The most common sentence among my peers is,  "I have no time."

Long back, during my high school, I was told, "Prime minister of India has 24 hours and so do you!"

There were many instances where I realized, we do what we really want to do. We convince ourselves by various reasons. We keep telling ourselves that we don't have time. It's not about time. It's about priorities. It's priorities which make us do what we really want to do.

How to set priorities? Spend 8 minutes before you hit bed. 8 minutes? Yes. Spend 8 minutes noting down all your works and number them according to priority When someone asks about some work, do not say "I have no time." but say,

Sunday, November 27, 2016

A walk with an old friend.

After lived along with a lot of strangers, it was a nice feeling to meet an old friend. Back to Hyderabad and met Sunil a.k.a Elli.

It's been months since we met. Post college I couldn't stay with the gang due to frequent travelling.

Nothing has changed. Nothing really has changed except the surroundings. The incessant talks were inevitable.

I was the talker, he was the listener. He couldn't help this time, as ever. Whenever I blabber he'll be into the  'listening mode' or 'pretend-to-listen mode'.

We shared what all happened in our lives after college. It was a lovely walk making me think of good old times in college.

Monday, November 21, 2016

Writer's Carnival


Friend of mine, Nivedita, organized this event, 'Writer's Carnival.' To celebrate poetry, is to celebrate the life we live. And it was so good to see, Akhila, Rajesh, Sadanand, Pk and all the fellow poets of Twin Cities Poetry Club there and make it happen. I couldn't attend being out of station. 

Check out the experience of speaker, Harimohan Paruvu's who addressed at Writer's Carnival about sports fiction.


http://harimohanparuvu.blogspot.in/2016/11/writers-carnival-vi-wonderful-initiative.html

Friday, November 18, 2016

Gabriel Garcia's gem

If for a moment God would forget that I am a rag doll and give me a scrap of life, possibly I would not say everything that I think, but I would definitely think everything that I say.
I would value things not for how much they are worth but rather for what they mean.
I would sleep little, dream more. I know that for each minute that we close our eyes we lose sixty seconds of light.
I would walk when the others loiter; I would awaken when the others sleep.
I would listen when the others speak, and how I would enjoy a good chocolate ice cream.
If God would bestow on me a scrap of life, I would dress simply, I would throw myself flat under the sun, exposing not only my body but also my soul.
My God, if I had a heart, I would write my hatred on ice and wait for the sun to come out. With a dream of Van Gogh I would paint on the stars a poem by Benedetti, and a song by Serrat would be my serenade to the moon.
With my tears I would water the roses, to feel the pain of their thorns and the incarnated kiss of their petals…My God, if I only had a scrap of life…
I wouldn’t let a single day go by without saying to people I love, that I love them.
I would convince each woman or man that they are my favourites and I would live in love with love
.
I would prove to the men how mistaken they are in thinking that they no longer fall in love when they grow old–not knowing that they grow old when they stop falling in love. To a child I would give wings, but I would let him learn how to fly by himself. To the old I would teach that death comes not with old age but with forgetting. I have learned so much from you men….
I have learned that everybody wants to live at the top of the mountain without realizing that true happiness lies in the way we climb the slope.
I have learned that when a newborn first squeezes his father’s finger in his tiny fist, he has caught him forever.
I have learned that a man only has the right to look down on another man when it is to help him to stand up. I have learned so many things from you, but in the end most of it will be no use because when they put me inside that suitcase, unfortunately I will be dying.

Monday, November 14, 2016

Stillness is the key.


http://harimohanparuvu.blogspot.in/2016/11/sunday-cricket-lessons-stillness-is-key.html?m=1

Conversation worth reading.

http://ideas.ted.com/what-should-the-future-of-capitalism-look-like/?utm_campaign=social&utm_medium=referral&utm_source=facebook.com&utm_content=ideas-blog&utm_term=business

Letter writing for a reason.

It's so touching and healing way to read the letters.

I can't wait to read Jane Nater's Memoir.


http://www.bbc.com/news/magazine-37936913?ns_mchannel=social&ns_source=masterbrand_facebook&ns_campaign=pan_bbc_121116&ns_linkname=link&ns_fee=0

Thursday, November 10, 2016

We forgot.

In the age of information. We are drowned by the judgements,opinions, prejudices, half knowledge. We are running to catch up which -is- never -there.

We forgot to sigh
We forgot to smile
We forgot to talk
We forgot to listen
We forgot to cry
We forgot to feel

Technology was ever there to help, thoughts were always there to learn.
We don't think.
We don't think for an extra second to decide what we want to do.
We need to stride the life but not let something stride you.

Being in control is controlling yourself to be what you want to be.

Be in control.

Colours are ephemeral lasting for a trice.

                                                                                 Painting by Prashanti.


                                       Colours are ephemeral while her eyes are at my sight.


Life was  a night without the moon, soaring in darkness.
Life was a dark tunnel seeking the light at end.
Life was no more without a light, when she streaked at my sight.
Blue  blemishes bearing  white.
Purple purges out the pure emotions.
It's her eyes that are revealed
And colours are ephemeral lasting at a flick.
                                              

Tuesday, November 8, 2016

Interesting work.



Interesting story of an afforester, eco entrepreneur, Shubendusharma. Check out the interview of


http://blog.ted.com/shubhendusharma/

Be the boss whom you want to have.

On a journey from my place to Yeshwantapur  railway station, I hailed a cab and shared it with a fellow passenger.
Thanks to Bangalore traffic, we were on road for a long time. Past 10 minutes, we were engaged in a conversation about Bangalore weather and its traffic. After a very casual conversation with the driver, he started asking about my education and profession. After I answered him, I asked about his background.
Married at an early age and in need of money to manage the family, he flew from his village  to Bangalore. Bengal to Bangalore. He works for a software engineer. His boss owns the vehicle and pays this driver monthly. He enquired how software engineer life is? He assumed lavish life and large amount of money.

I said 'Yes. Only when you get good manager and good team, if not, you have to forget peace in life.'
He said unobtrusively, "My master is always hard on me" I wonder how his master is.

He neither nagged nor questioned but simply told a line which provoked a thought in me.

All of us wish for an understandable boss and an encouraging team.  When we get an opportunity of being a boss or team player we should not forget to be whom we wish to have.

Be the boss whom you want to have.



Creative business cards.

Wednesday, November 2, 2016

Wisden's review on '50 Not out.'

Review on '50 Not out' by Wisden India. It's good to read this review on this book.
I'd suggest this book to all people who are working  in team environment.

http://m.wisdenindia.com/full-story.php?category=Cricket%20Books&id=227691&

'Born to fly' by M.P. Anil Kumar

Reading article by Josy Joseph on new book 'Born to fly' which is yet to release on November 9, I decided to pre-order the book.

The book is a biography of military hero and inspiration to many others, 'M.P.Anil Kumar,' written by his course mate Air commodore Nitin Sahe.

To read true accounts is always to learn and get a new perspective.


Read the article by Josy Joseph here,

http://newsite.thehindu.com/opinion/columns/The-extraordinary-life-of-M.P.-Anil-Kumar/article15895345.ece?homepage=true



To order the book, check out,

http://www.amazon.in/Born-Fly-Fighter-Teaches-Battle/dp/938271166X/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1478092934&sr=1-1

Italo Calvino- The Black Sheep

https://blog.aladin.co.kr/common/popup/printPopup/print_Paper.aspx?PaperId=742005 Interesting story. Once lived a country full of thieves. E...