Chalate huve..payega tu manziil,
Gam se na dar..gam se hee..Hogi khushi haassil ...
Honge poore tere armaan.....
Ankho mein rokale...Tu yeh aansooon ka tuffaan
Leti hai jindagaani har kadam pe ek Imtihaan...
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.
This is the text of the Commencement address by Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, delivered on June 12, 2005.
I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.
The first story is about connecting the dots.
I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?
It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.
And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.
It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:
Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.
None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.
Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.
My second story is about love and loss.
I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.
I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.
I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.
During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I returned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.
I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.
My third story is about death.
When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.
Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.
About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.
I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.
This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:
No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.
Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.
Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.
Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.
I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.
The first story is about connecting the dots.
I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?
It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.
And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.
It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:
Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.
None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.
Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.
My second story is about love and loss.
I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.
I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.
I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.
During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I returned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.
I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.
My third story is about death.
When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.
Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.
About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.
I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.
This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:
No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.
Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.
Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.
Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
che khetereh ...
be asus behyet te mey sounch ki che karath surprise ... pet sounchum badd te mey aav yeh idea ... something very special for you only ...
jeyel te chus be kounizon asaan, mey chakh che bad yaad yevan .. mey chakh che badd asal lagaan. jeyel te chus be che nich behet aasan, teyem waqt mey gas na kehen ti. az gav mey akh varey che meyelmethms, jeyel che mey seyth asan, bey chus badd kaush rozan, chey seyth asus be poore doh rozan te cheyen namuteyes seyth asus be rozan shaman. az te jeyel che mey su time yaad yivan, be chus watan teyeth timemas manz. jeyel te asak che meyen shoulderes peth head theveth asan, te jeyel te asak che meyen seenas peth shongan, shaman jeyel che te bey chatas peth ekwatey asan, mey aus basan ki bas weyen gachna mein kehen te bey. jeyel te chus be kunezan asan be chus yehi time yaad karan te mey chu basan ki che yekh veney te mey seth behakh te vanakh ... "chu chukh mey badd asal lagan" ... bey chus che badd miss karan ...
jeyel te chus be kounizon asaan, mey chakh che bad yaad yevan .. mey chakh che badd asal lagaan. jeyel te chus be che nich behet aasan, teyem waqt mey gas na kehen ti. az gav mey akh varey che meyelmethms, jeyel che mey seyth asan, bey chus badd kaush rozan, chey seyth asus be poore doh rozan te cheyen namuteyes seyth asus be rozan shaman. az te jeyel che mey su time yaad yivan, be chus watan teyeth timemas manz. jeyel te asak che meyen shoulderes peth head theveth asan, te jeyel te asak che meyen seenas peth shongan, shaman jeyel che te bey chatas peth ekwatey asan, mey aus basan ki bas weyen gachna mein kehen te bey. jeyel te chus be kunezan asan be chus yehi time yaad karan te mey chu basan ki che yekh veney te mey seth behakh te vanakh ... "chu chukh mey badd asal lagan" ... bey chus che badd miss karan ...
Thursday, August 7, 2008
The Programmers Life ....
I start day by sitting on a chair,
giving my screen a cold, hard stare,
Thinking a bit, typing a bit, and repeat for hours on end,
by evening I'm done with another coding,
Oh! this has become a routine so boring.
Once, I enter the world of bytes,
only to realise that reality bites,
coz a programmer's life, isn't all that cozy,
the bed of software, isn't all that rosy,
but writing codes is my passion,
like building machines with a new fashion.
Seeing the monitor all day n night,
have taken the power of my eyesight,
Working holidays, busy weekends,
no time for family, no time for friends,
my job steals most of my time,
helplessly, I watch this crime.
Just like variables go off memory,
I forego those moments with my honey,
when I should be out - having fun,
I'm telling this box, what's to be done.
I hate u, yet I cant get away, coz,
I have always cherished to be this way,
Its my dream, and i love to code,
so to thee I pray,
if there be one - show me the way.
giving my screen a cold, hard stare,
Thinking a bit, typing a bit, and repeat for hours on end,
by evening I'm done with another coding,
Oh! this has become a routine so boring.
Once, I enter the world of bytes,
only to realise that reality bites,
coz a programmer's life, isn't all that cozy,
the bed of software, isn't all that rosy,
but writing codes is my passion,
like building machines with a new fashion.
Seeing the monitor all day n night,
have taken the power of my eyesight,
Working holidays, busy weekends,
no time for family, no time for friends,
my job steals most of my time,
helplessly, I watch this crime.
Just like variables go off memory,
I forego those moments with my honey,
when I should be out - having fun,
I'm telling this box, what's to be done.
I hate u, yet I cant get away, coz,
I have always cherished to be this way,
Its my dream, and i love to code,
so to thee I pray,
if there be one - show me the way.
Friday, July 25, 2008
For You ... In MOONLIGHT
Somewhere There's someone Who Dreams Of
Your smile,
your kajoled eyes,
your hair falling on his face,
with him standing in moonlight,
with u walking hand in hand
your head on his shoulder while u sleep by his side
adoring you while u sleep and waking u up every morning, with a sweet kiss
and Finds In Your Presence That Life Is Worth While,
so When You Are Lonely
Remember It's True: Somebody, Somewhere Is Thinking Of You
Ask a person "Have u ever been in love ... and ... ask about this mystical feeling ???" .. The answers u get will be so surprising ... Its the most beautiful thing that can ever be there once u feel it ... u cant think of anything else ... I never thought that i cud ever find someone for whom i can feel so strongly that even the thought of staying away from her will bring shivers to me. I dunno but yes i feel so lucky about her been in my life. I always get the feeling of being so special that just cant be expressed in words altogether.
It was with her i came to know, what care means, what togetherness means, what feelings are and yes and the most important what love and not only love but unconditional love means. I sometimes feel that the quantum of love she has for me is much much much more than what i have ... thats why she says ... "i love you more than i like u" ... sometimes it really amazes me ...
It was around 9 at night.. we were having a candle light dinner together ... she always mentions it ... "It feels so nice to be with you and a candle light" .. and i always make it a point that she never misses any when she is with me .. She was holding my hand ... I really wanted it to be my moment ... Actually wanted to ask her something .. something i thought every guy wants to ask the girl he loves ... somehow i gathered my courage, but how stupid, i didnt had anything to accompany my words .. i had a glance at things around .. The first thing i saw was "Tibisco" ... oh!!! yeah she like it ... but no, thats the not the way to do it ... and all this time she was looking at me .. thinking what is he doing ... finally i managed with a petal( i cudnt beleive .. what i was doing) ... Looked into her eyes and asked her ... "will you marry me ???" ... she nodded but yet cudnt speak ... even i was speechless ... at that time it was like i didnt want to hear anything except her saying a YES ... we had our fud and while walking back home ... i said ... u didnt answer me ... she smiled and said lets go our "PENTHOUSE" ...............
We were chatting holding each other tight.. i just cudnt stop myself from asking her again ... but this time i wanted it to be more perfect .. It was MOONLIGHT ... she was looking GORGEOUS .. her hair falling on her shoulders and the shadow of those on her face .. it was like "seeing half with the eye and half with the fancy" ... i cud see moonlight falling on her face ... her skin was glowing ... and yes her lips ... mind blowing ... Wow i can never forget this site ... i told her ... i wanted to ask u something important and made some distance ... and that moment she knew it what i was doing ....................................................................................................................................
................................... and she said ... "I DO" ... It took me sometime to get back to my senses and come to the real world to know whats going around ... I just cudnt stop my feelings to come over ... nothing can ever replace that moment ..NOTHING
I wanted to say her .. “Nothing is more beautiful than you in the moonlight” ....
As the great John Nash says ....
"I've always believed in numbers and the equations and logics that lead to reason ... It is only in the mysterious equations of love that any logic or reasons can't be found."
Really today i understood what it actually means .... TRUE VERY TRUE it is ....and yes i mean every word of it when i am saying ... “I will always love you and keep you happy- U mean the world to me and you are my sweetest… and the God's Best gift to me ... ”
Your smile,
your kajoled eyes,
your hair falling on his face,
with him standing in moonlight,
with u walking hand in hand
your head on his shoulder while u sleep by his side
adoring you while u sleep and waking u up every morning, with a sweet kiss
and Finds In Your Presence That Life Is Worth While,
so When You Are Lonely
Remember It's True: Somebody, Somewhere Is Thinking Of You
Ask a person "Have u ever been in love ... and ... ask about this mystical feeling ???" .. The answers u get will be so surprising ... Its the most beautiful thing that can ever be there once u feel it ... u cant think of anything else ... I never thought that i cud ever find someone for whom i can feel so strongly that even the thought of staying away from her will bring shivers to me. I dunno but yes i feel so lucky about her been in my life. I always get the feeling of being so special that just cant be expressed in words altogether.
It was with her i came to know, what care means, what togetherness means, what feelings are and yes and the most important what love and not only love but unconditional love means. I sometimes feel that the quantum of love she has for me is much much much more than what i have ... thats why she says ... "i love you more than i like u" ... sometimes it really amazes me ...
It was around 9 at night.. we were having a candle light dinner together ... she always mentions it ... "It feels so nice to be with you and a candle light" .. and i always make it a point that she never misses any when she is with me .. She was holding my hand ... I really wanted it to be my moment ... Actually wanted to ask her something .. something i thought every guy wants to ask the girl he loves ... somehow i gathered my courage, but how stupid, i didnt had anything to accompany my words .. i had a glance at things around .. The first thing i saw was "Tibisco" ... oh!!! yeah she like it ... but no, thats the not the way to do it ... and all this time she was looking at me .. thinking what is he doing ... finally i managed with a petal( i cudnt beleive .. what i was doing) ... Looked into her eyes and asked her ... "will you marry me ???" ... she nodded but yet cudnt speak ... even i was speechless ... at that time it was like i didnt want to hear anything except her saying a YES ... we had our fud and while walking back home ... i said ... u didnt answer me ... she smiled and said lets go our "PENTHOUSE" ...............
We were chatting holding each other tight.. i just cudnt stop myself from asking her again ... but this time i wanted it to be more perfect .. It was MOONLIGHT ... she was looking GORGEOUS .. her hair falling on her shoulders and the shadow of those on her face .. it was like "seeing half with the eye and half with the fancy" ... i cud see moonlight falling on her face ... her skin was glowing ... and yes her lips ... mind blowing ... Wow i can never forget this site ... i told her ... i wanted to ask u something important and made some distance ... and that moment she knew it what i was doing ....................................................................................................................................
................................... and she said ... "I DO" ... It took me sometime to get back to my senses and come to the real world to know whats going around ... I just cudnt stop my feelings to come over ... nothing can ever replace that moment ..NOTHING
I wanted to say her .. “Nothing is more beautiful than you in the moonlight” ....
As the great John Nash says ....
"I've always believed in numbers and the equations and logics that lead to reason ... It is only in the mysterious equations of love that any logic or reasons can't be found."
Really today i understood what it actually means .... TRUE VERY TRUE it is ....and yes i mean every word of it when i am saying ... “I will always love you and keep you happy- U mean the world to me and you are my sweetest… and the God's Best gift to me ... ”
Friday, July 11, 2008
Arrogance .vs. Confidence
Two very different things. Something a lot of people get confused about just like i am right now. What i think is many people try to exude confidence through arrogance but at the same time there are people who considers oneself very confident but at the same time grounded enough to never be arrogant. The difference between the two, i think is simple. When you are confident about something no matter how much sure you are - you never insult or degrade anyone, you look around yourself and diplomatically you listen and then you behave the same way you want to be treated. When you’re arrogant, you tend to be insecure of your surroundings and tend to offend others.
Recently, i asked my colleague about how to define "a person who is down to earth", her first thought was "one who does not show arrogance" .. so here it was, question that was bubbling in my mind since long, just popped out. While she was herself confused about this, but somehow .. she just out of nowhere said ... "You have to be something to be arrogant about" .. Gosh .... i was like WHAT, i think somehow that was a very simple way of understanding what does down to earth means .. You are proud about who you are but to show arrogance you need to be someone to be proud about and i dont think there is any scope for someone to be arrogant or lets say in very subtle terms "pride" unless there is someone ahead of you.
I think i have got an answer to what arrogance is ... or may be there is some more scope for it ........ Till the time i hope i get my answers right
Recently, i asked my colleague about how to define "a person who is down to earth", her first thought was "one who does not show arrogance" .. so here it was, question that was bubbling in my mind since long, just popped out. While she was herself confused about this, but somehow .. she just out of nowhere said ... "You have to be something to be arrogant about" .. Gosh .... i was like WHAT, i think somehow that was a very simple way of understanding what does down to earth means .. You are proud about who you are but to show arrogance you need to be someone to be proud about and i dont think there is any scope for someone to be arrogant or lets say in very subtle terms "pride" unless there is someone ahead of you.
I think i have got an answer to what arrogance is ... or may be there is some more scope for it ........ Till the time i hope i get my answers right
Friday, June 13, 2008
BalBoa
Just a fact ....
"Let me tell you something you already know. The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It is a very mean and nasty place and it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain't 'bout how hard you hit; it's about how hard you can get hit, and keep moving forward. How much you can take, and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done. Now, if you know what you're worth, then go out and get what you're worth. But you gotta be willing to take the hit, and not pointing fingers saying you ain't where you are because of him, or her, or anybody. Cowards do that and that ain't you. You're better than that!"
Monday, April 14, 2008
Shaurya
What else to do when u got nothing to do ... MOVIEEEEEEE..
Yesterday i went to see SHAURYA .. A Friend of mine gave me such a good review of this movie .. It was just that i cudnt convince myself for not watching it and on top of it i was totally VELAAAA(free) ..
This movie tries to redefine the way Bollywood looks at the men in olive, and almost succeeds. The Bravehearts of the Indian Army do lay their life defending the honour and dignity of the country, but they don't go about chestbeating and yelling expletives to the enemy across the LoC. Refreshingly, Shaurya is a surprise package that for once does not equate pride and honour for the country with killing those across borders. Instead, it takes an introspective look at the sentinels of our country and gets reflective about the questionables within: prejudice, bias, antagonism that prevent fair play from a Few Good Men that make up the country's premier institution.
Inspired by a Few Good Men , the Hollywood drama on the defence forces which revealed the ugly underbelly of one of the most respected officers. And if the background is Kashmir, be sure there is a dissection of the world's number one problem: Islam versus terrorism. But the incendiary topic is handled with balance and sensitivity. Needs some serious, cerebral viewing.
I think the word perfectly suits the movie plot .. It comes from the word "Shaurya Chakra" which is an Indian military decoration awarded for valor, courageous action or self-sacrifice while not engaged in direct action with the enemy. It may be awarded to civilians as well as military personnel. It is the peacetime equivalent of the Vir Chakra. It is generally awarded for Counter-Insurgency ops & actions against the enemy during peace-time.
Overall ... I think i had a good time ... I enjoyed watching it ..
Friday, March 7, 2008
I have my eyes on you ... Owners Delight ...
Nokia has unveiled its latest concept phone, designed to highlight the company's focus on products that allow users to more readily stamp their personality on their gadgets. The concept phone, dubbed Aeon, combines two touch-sensitive
panels mounted on a fuel-cell power pack. The handset's connectivity and electronics are built into the panels to allow them to be used independendently.
When assembled, one panel would operate as the display, the other as the keypad. Since
the buttons are entirely virtual, Aeon can flip instantly between a numeric pad for dialling, a text-entry pad for messaging, or a media-player controller.It's really a cute idea and one that ties in with Nokia's expectation that phones will become essentially "wearable" devices - if foresees users removing one of Aeon's display panels and mounting it on a watch-like strap or worn as a badge. More than a phone, Aeon might tap into local wireless networks to transmit data acquired from sensors such as devices that monitor the user's health signs - which is the kind of application the company has in mind for its Wibree personal-area network technology.
Saturday, February 23, 2008
You look Beautiful
You look beautiful when you turn around to kiss me goodnight ...
You look beautiful When you wake up in the morning by my side ...
The white moonlight or the deep blue of the sea ...
Do you feel the same way you did when you are with me ...
You look amazing when we are in our most precious moments and now when we remember those and say "I LOVE ........"
I look at those stars in your eyes When i am looking for the answers in your smile ...
I dont know if I could love somebody the way I loved you ....
Well, nothing hurts me like this truth ...
Just thinking of the time when you whisper in my ear that I LOVE YOU?
You look beautiful When you wake up in the morning by my side ...
The white moonlight or the deep blue of the sea ...
Do you feel the same way you did when you are with me ...
You look amazing when we are in our most precious moments and now when we remember those and say "I LOVE ........"
I look at those stars in your eyes When i am looking for the answers in your smile ...
I dont know if I could love somebody the way I loved you ....
Well, nothing hurts me like this truth ...
Just thinking of the time when you whisper in my ear that I LOVE YOU?
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
How do I live without you
How do I live without you,
I want to know
How do I breathe without you,
If you ever go ...
Without you, there'd be no sun in my sky,
There would be no love in my life
Please tell me sweetu How do I go on,
If you ever leave
Jaan, you would take away everything,
Need you with me
I want to know
How do I breathe without you,
If you ever go ...
Without you, there'd be no sun in my sky,
There would be no love in my life
Please tell me sweetu How do I go on,
If you ever leave
Jaan, you would take away everything,
Need you with me
Monday, February 18, 2008
ANGER and OVEREATING has a LOGIC ....
Surprising as it may seem, while anger won't raise the numbers on your scale directly, it can indirectly contribute to them in a big way because anger is one of the major causes of emotional overeating. If you find yourself reaching for your favorite comfort foods whenever someone makes you mad, your anger may be an indirect but important cause of it.
The reason for this is that food can be so soothing that it can allow you to avoid whatever negative emotions you may be feeling when the cravings strike. In fact, if you reach for the food fast enough, you probably don't even notice you're feeling anything unpleasant at all.
This is especially true for the emotion of anger. Society conditions us to keep our angry feelings under control but sometimes, this includes not feeling the anger at all. If you're like most people, you're not comfortable with anger. Food is an easy way to keep it at bay and avoid expressing it.
Of course, the problem is that your anger doesn't go anywhere when you eat unwisely as a way of handling it. You still feel the anger - it's just hidden from your awareness for a while by the temporary comfort of food. Meanwhile, the downside is that you become heavier, and the angry feelings remain dormant, ready to come up to the surface and bring about yet another food craving. It's a no-win continuous cycle.
You can certainly see the logic. Using food to suppress anger is the equivalent of "swallowing" your feelings, rather than expressing them. And the biting action offers some relief because it satisfies the primal instinct to bite our enemies in defense.
So, Whenever u feel anger, express it rather than eating for it, its of no good to increase pounds just that u may feel that saying something will hurt him.
The reason for this is that food can be so soothing that it can allow you to avoid whatever negative emotions you may be feeling when the cravings strike. In fact, if you reach for the food fast enough, you probably don't even notice you're feeling anything unpleasant at all.
This is especially true for the emotion of anger. Society conditions us to keep our angry feelings under control but sometimes, this includes not feeling the anger at all. If you're like most people, you're not comfortable with anger. Food is an easy way to keep it at bay and avoid expressing it.
Of course, the problem is that your anger doesn't go anywhere when you eat unwisely as a way of handling it. You still feel the anger - it's just hidden from your awareness for a while by the temporary comfort of food. Meanwhile, the downside is that you become heavier, and the angry feelings remain dormant, ready to come up to the surface and bring about yet another food craving. It's a no-win continuous cycle.
You can certainly see the logic. Using food to suppress anger is the equivalent of "swallowing" your feelings, rather than expressing them. And the biting action offers some relief because it satisfies the primal instinct to bite our enemies in defense.
So, Whenever u feel anger, express it rather than eating for it, its of no good to increase pounds just that u may feel that saying something will hurt him.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
A Rose For You
The way you turn me on, Is like the switch of a light
Because when I see you, I think: Wow ... What a sight!
You brighten things up, Throughout the whole day
And when you're about to leave, I say to myself: Please stay
Although I know i am not near, You mean a ton to me
A ton as big as heaven, Is what I want you to feel.
I would be the one, To bring that all to you
I'll always do you right, If you want me to.
I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times...
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,
That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in many forms.
And in Life's noisiest hours,
There whispers the ceaseless Love of yours,
The heart is all alone.
You mould my Hopes, you fashion me within;
And to the vibrations in my Heart
Through all my Being, through my pulse's beat;
You are always in all my Thoughts, like Light,
And looking to the Heaven, that bends above you,
I feel blessed to love you.
Because when I see you, I think: Wow ... What a sight!
You brighten things up, Throughout the whole day
And when you're about to leave, I say to myself: Please stay
Although I know i am not near, You mean a ton to me
A ton as big as heaven, Is what I want you to feel.
I would be the one, To bring that all to you
I'll always do you right, If you want me to.
I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times...
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,
That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in many forms.
And in Life's noisiest hours,
There whispers the ceaseless Love of yours,
The heart is all alone.
You mould my Hopes, you fashion me within;
And to the vibrations in my Heart
Through all my Being, through my pulse's beat;
You are always in all my Thoughts, like Light,
And looking to the Heaven, that bends above you,
I feel blessed to love you.
Monday, February 11, 2008
When You Say Nothing At All
It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart
Without saying a word you can light up the dark
Try as I may I can never explain
What I hear when you don't say a thing
The smile on your face let's me know that you need me
There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you'll catch me wherever I fall
You say it best, when you say nothing at all
All day long I can hear people talking out loud
But when you hold me near
You drown out the crowd
Try as they may, they can never define
What's been said between your heart and mine
Without saying a word you can light up the dark
Try as I may I can never explain
What I hear when you don't say a thing
The smile on your face let's me know that you need me
There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you'll catch me wherever I fall
You say it best, when you say nothing at all
All day long I can hear people talking out loud
But when you hold me near
You drown out the crowd
Try as they may, they can never define
What's been said between your heart and mine
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
A Place For My Head
I watch how the moon sits in the sky
On a dark night shining with the light from the sun
The sun doesn't give light to the moon
Assuming the moon's going to owe it one
It makes me think of how you act to me
You do favors and then rapidly
You just turn around and start asking me about
Things you want back from me
I want to be in another place
I hate when you say you don't understand
I remember back then who you were
You used to be calm, used to be strong
Used to be generous, but you should've known
That you'd wear out your welcome
Now I see how quiet it is, all alone
On a dark night shining with the light from the sun
The sun doesn't give light to the moon
Assuming the moon's going to owe it one
It makes me think of how you act to me
You do favors and then rapidly
You just turn around and start asking me about
Things you want back from me
I want to be in another place
I hate when you say you don't understand
I remember back then who you were
You used to be calm, used to be strong
Used to be generous, but you should've known
That you'd wear out your welcome
Now I see how quiet it is, all alone
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Learning the Hard Way
Transforming from feeling love to love as relationship trust plays a major role, when you start enjoying and appreciating the relation so much that you want to preserve it for the rest of your life. You have to accept the person not only with the positives but also accommodate his negatives and help him evolve as a person, learn and understand things, feelings and that is where the importance of trust comes in. I have learned it the hard way, but yes sometimes situations come upfront in so different forms that u could have never anticipated and whatever u learn out of it makes u a very different person. This change is noticeable only when i see it with a difference in the reference point to what i actaully was when i had never walked into this phase of life.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Last Day @ Microworld
Its my last day at Microworld. It seems like yesterday when i joined Microworld but when I actually look back , its been two years since I joined here and best time of my life so far.I don't know how it happened but each day I found myself getting more and more attached to my work. Working here for 2 years was a lot of fun, work, with a mix of emotions and varied feelings all through this time.
It used to give me so much happiness. Working here was a very enriching and rewarding experience. I could not have asked for more. I got to learn so much there including languages like C, C++, giving presentation, preparing documentation, taking design decisions, interacting with clients and what not. I got to have really good and helpful mentor, and a constant motivator. He taught me not to just work but work smartly. He made me understand a very important facet of development that will always be with me throughout my life .. He said ... "Logic is simple . whats most difficult and important is Implementation" as well as his thoughts like "No matter how sure u are ... recheck everything again ... as Big efforts are ruined by Small mistakes"
I met a lot of people here .. I was exposed to so many different ideas, perspectives, thoughts, and of-course cultures. I have made some great friends here whom i think will surely have contacts in future ...
At the time when we (i, bonzi and santu) joined, we were feeling so good about the first job after our college as if studies were such a burden and ahhhhh!!! job gonna give us such a relief from all this study stuff...
Initially we always kept smiling, talking, having long lunch and teatime conversations, chatting with each other, but as the time passed and projects were allocated to us work pressure stated to grow, and of-course the amount of time we whiled away at conversation lessened and finally there was a day when we used to come to office together in morning and then only cud meet each other at lunch and finally while going back home. Things started to turn tougher and tougher and then there was time when i used to stay late nights and go home and just sleep .. wake up next day and come back to office. At times it seemed as if i was not going to a home or something .. it seemed as if i was going to a dharamshala just to sleep, have food and get back the next morning. But after this .. as its said ... "after storm the seas are calm" .... it did happen the same way . my respect and stature in the company grew and so did my experience. More than anything though, I learned a lot!
Well within few hours from now .. i will not be apart of this family but these memories will always remain with me.
I am gonna miss these friends, these days and working in MICROWORLD a lot!!.
It used to give me so much happiness. Working here was a very enriching and rewarding experience. I could not have asked for more. I got to learn so much there including languages like C, C++, giving presentation, preparing documentation, taking design decisions, interacting with clients and what not. I got to have really good and helpful mentor, and a constant motivator. He taught me not to just work but work smartly. He made me understand a very important facet of development that will always be with me throughout my life .. He said ... "Logic is simple . whats most difficult and important is Implementation" as well as his thoughts like "No matter how sure u are ... recheck everything again ... as Big efforts are ruined by Small mistakes"
I met a lot of people here .. I was exposed to so many different ideas, perspectives, thoughts, and of-course cultures. I have made some great friends here whom i think will surely have contacts in future ...
At the time when we (i, bonzi and santu) joined, we were feeling so good about the first job after our college as if studies were such a burden and ahhhhh!!! job gonna give us such a relief from all this study stuff...
Initially we always kept smiling, talking, having long lunch and teatime conversations, chatting with each other, but as the time passed and projects were allocated to us work pressure stated to grow, and of-course the amount of time we whiled away at conversation lessened and finally there was a day when we used to come to office together in morning and then only cud meet each other at lunch and finally while going back home. Things started to turn tougher and tougher and then there was time when i used to stay late nights and go home and just sleep .. wake up next day and come back to office. At times it seemed as if i was not going to a home or something .. it seemed as if i was going to a dharamshala just to sleep, have food and get back the next morning. But after this .. as its said ... "after storm the seas are calm" .... it did happen the same way . my respect and stature in the company grew and so did my experience. More than anything though, I learned a lot!
Well within few hours from now .. i will not be apart of this family but these memories will always remain with me.
I am gonna miss these friends, these days and working in MICROWORLD a lot!!.
Friday, January 18, 2008
“When mistrust comes in, love goes out.”
“To be trusted is a greater compliment than being loved.”
Just a few days back i came across this facet of life which actually shook me from my foundation of thoughts that trust is something that should be the base of any relatioship. Once broken gone foreever and just that moment u dont ever want to go through ever in life. Loosing someone you love just that there was some stupid misunderstanding between both of you.Real trust is very uncommon. The true meaning of trust can only be found when individuals willingly enter a state of mind that will allow trust to blossom or mature. There are many levels of trust and all of these levels can be achieved by creating a euphoric, blissful, non static, barrier free state of mind. This level cannot be forced, it has to be searched out in the mind of each individual and the path has to be taken by the individual alone. Someone who has been there can help with the journey but it is still a journey that must be taken alone. Trust cannot become an entity unto it's own without truth being part of trust. For any relationship to be trustful, truth must be part of it. Part truth will only create part trust. This is where barriers are thrown up to disguise the truth which in turn disguises trust. It seems to be human nature to throw up barriers to the truth. Usually it is the perception that the real truth can be used later for bargaining or to inflict an insult upon another person. Also, secrets are kept back behind barriers in the trust. A secret may keep the individual from getting into a self destructive relationship with the person whom you are shielding the truth from.
A came across this nice poem some days back ... It really tells what i felt .... and what i want to say ...
You hold your breath as I leave the room
I see the worry lines in your brow
I’ve caught you watching me as I sleep
Do you think I’ll disappear somehow?
My love for you is strong,
dependable and true
what will it take to demonstrate
that I’ll always be here for you.
There may be times I must go,
must sometimes leave your side
but I will never leave your
in there my trust will abide.
Darling, I give to you my heart
and fiercely will I ever shout
I love you and hope that I
can heal your wounds of doubt.
Just a few days back i came across this facet of life which actually shook me from my foundation of thoughts that trust is something that should be the base of any relatioship. Once broken gone foreever and just that moment u dont ever want to go through ever in life. Loosing someone you love just that there was some stupid misunderstanding between both of you.Real trust is very uncommon. The true meaning of trust can only be found when individuals willingly enter a state of mind that will allow trust to blossom or mature. There are many levels of trust and all of these levels can be achieved by creating a euphoric, blissful, non static, barrier free state of mind. This level cannot be forced, it has to be searched out in the mind of each individual and the path has to be taken by the individual alone. Someone who has been there can help with the journey but it is still a journey that must be taken alone. Trust cannot become an entity unto it's own without truth being part of trust. For any relationship to be trustful, truth must be part of it. Part truth will only create part trust. This is where barriers are thrown up to disguise the truth which in turn disguises trust. It seems to be human nature to throw up barriers to the truth. Usually it is the perception that the real truth can be used later for bargaining or to inflict an insult upon another person. Also, secrets are kept back behind barriers in the trust. A secret may keep the individual from getting into a self destructive relationship with the person whom you are shielding the truth from.
A came across this nice poem some days back ... It really tells what i felt .... and what i want to say ...
You hold your breath as I leave the room
I see the worry lines in your brow
I’ve caught you watching me as I sleep
Do you think I’ll disappear somehow?
My love for you is strong,
dependable and true
what will it take to demonstrate
that I’ll always be here for you.
There may be times I must go,
must sometimes leave your side
but I will never leave your
in there my trust will abide.
Darling, I give to you my heart
and fiercely will I ever shout
I love you and hope that I
can heal your wounds of doubt.
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