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Regret a day in life – Do you?

Regret a day in life – Do you?

Never regret a day in your life….

One day I decided to quit… I quit my job, my relationship, my spirituality… I wanted to quit my life.

I went to the woods to have one last talk with God. “God”, I said. “Can you give me one good reason not to quit?” His answer surprised me… “Look around”, He said. “Do you see the fern and the bamboo?” “Yes”, I replied. “When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of them. I gave them light. I gave them water. The fern quickly grew from the earth. Its brilliant green covered the floor. Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo. In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful. And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo. He said. “In the third year, there was still nothing from the bamboo seed. But I would not quit. In the fourth year, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed.

I would not quit.” He said. “Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth. Compared to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant… But just 6 months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall. It had spent the five years growing roots. Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive. I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle.” He said to me. “Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots.

I would not quit on the bamboo. I will never quit on you. Don’t compare yourself to others.” He said. “The bamboo had a different purpose than the fern. Yet, they both make the forest beautiful. Your time will come”, God said to me. “You will rise high!” “How high should I rise?” I asked. “How high will the bamboo rise?” He asked in return. “As high as it can?” I questioned. “Yes.” He said, “Give me glory by rising as high as you can.”

I left the forest and bring back this story.

 
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Posted by on October 11, 2011 in Stories

 

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Money, Mixture & waste of time

I still love the 93.5, it drives me crazy. As a city boy growing up in Chennai town, It’s a mixed raising of all the blends in the group. Yet knowing and learning the details were not right in hand.

We were alone as a family, not joint. Infact my whole colony had individual families and we had grown with the match stick touch of so called tradition. Visit temple, take pradakshanams and repeat slokas each one for the ideal idol. Starting with Ganapthy, Saraswathi, Gayathri, Vishu and on… I remember some 18 now… Start the day with a filter coffee (home made), I still made a point to stick to this and I wanted my wife to prepare the best coffee (filter)… damm she managed it with instant and now I got used to it. After this comes the traditional The Hindu, as hot as a filter coffee. I’m always a last page first reader. Along with daily classified and few hot news. (Well, I can call myself a reader).

Hearing the 93.5 became a habit when I used to travel fromMadrastoBangalore&  back, each week for nearly 2 years. I remember, I dint even have a FM (what ever you call the unit) to listen too and I borrowed my friend Sony walkman with tape recorder and have 2 cassettes (S. V Sekhar & Crazy Mohan drama, recorded in one, and Maharajapuram Santhanam’s in the other) hearing them was a heaven, again and again along with the FM. Then I moved on to the Sony mp3 player, Nokia N73 Music Xpress , N93 Mini, Iphone 3, 4 and now a Samsung Galaxy 2. What a waste of money to spend on hearing, but hearing quality songs.

In this practise, I would have spend countless minutes in organizing my sound track, creating customized play-lists and getting my media art ready. Total perfection for unwanted hearing and I’m still not happy with the current one, May be the sound quality, or the hear jack or the equalizer or the way organizing my sound tracks, the 3d effects of tuning music all are a dead craft of the modern era.

Over a period of time, I had to realize that this wasn’t just with my hearing or the new phone that sweeps but with the others things that WE use, We have a handcam, that we should have used twice in a year, uploaded for the sake of using one, bought a hi-fi gadget and used it once, maybe just because we needed for that moment or just because another friend of ours own it.

My friend who is in US, still runs with a Motorola bar phone that can make only calls. (that is what a phone was for?) When he lands toIndia and watch my phone he just grabs a big eye and says, wtf you need this now. His father still uses a BPL Color TV, where we have moved over a Sony LCD, waiting for the LED to capture my eye, the confusion is to buy a LED or 3D LED with Goggles to watch the Doordarshan. With the cable  making its presence in wide range for the last 10 years, Its been the cable recharges for nearly 4000 for 85+ super channels including sports and major news and all we watch over the subscription are POGO and Cartoon Network for my child, running non-stop everyday.

The house renovations are another cause of spending money, one over the other, better over the best and best over some crap….

The so called middle class if fought between the phone and the iphone, the TV and the LCD, the mobile vs an Android touch, the SLR or a point & shoot vs a DSLR, a DVD to a Blue-Ray disk a PSP and a laptop over a tablet and a Rolex at the end to wear it off.

Over a period of time, the statement becomes plain and less powerful. We need to focus onIndiagrowth as a developing country than to buy and waste products like Diwali crackers. Buy and burn. The industry players are very cleaver to just release a model at a time with limited number of features and then release another model with an increment. This isn’t sprint but a way of selling. Take the iphone 4, the features are stupid enough to call it a version. Similarly theN D7000or the D310, Buying a LCD may be great, but without The HD versions of channels lacking all over, Its been a dam halt to watch what we want. The non stable version of the android where the 2.2 is already dead and more and more 2.3 versions are getting developed and Android is releasing one version each day. The developers on the other hand are creating small bugs and making few bucks in just releasing for a specific version and wanting users to try the first to gain control and then speed up.

One of the major reason of being a spend thrift may be due to the card culture. We have forgotten Cash as a object to posses than to posses a object equivalent of cash.

Being a gadget freak is really not important, If you are really using one over the other, remember to answer what do you do with the old one. Be responsible to spend money on the things that you use.

Money spend today is not gained morrow.

Be responsible (even while buying a life insurance) is extremely necessary at this age.   Have said this, I’m going to check out the new Samsung Galaxy 750, Its looks awesome, I think I need it… don’t know why but never mind, I can do all what I want, all what I do, in a new method. (Yeah, thatz the reason).

A bigger touch

 
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Posted by on September 29, 2011 in Uncategorized

 

Anger & Love Have No Limits

A man was polishing his new car, his 4 yr old son picked a stone and scratched lines on the side of the car.

In anger, the man took the child’s hand and hit it many times, not realizing he was using a wrench.
At the hospital, the child lost all his fingers due to multiple fractures. When the child saw his father ..with painful eyes he asked “Dad when will my fingers grow back?”

The man was so hurt and speechless. He went back to his car and kicked it a lot of times.
Devastated by his own actions sitting in front of that car he looked at the scratches, the child had written “I LOVE YOU DAD”.

Somewhere in the Internet, we learn lost lessons.

 
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Posted by on September 23, 2011 in Stories

 

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Value of Time (VoT)

Confusing Time's

Confusing Time's

In transport economics, the value of time is the opportunity cost of the time that a traveler spends on his/her journey. In essence, this makes it the amount that a traveler would be willing to pay in order to save time, or the amount they would accept as compensation for lost time.

The article is not about economics, but damm my time.

 Im sure, no one in the world knew better than me the Value of Time (VoT), because everyone uses it and I waste it.

 I don’t work for time.

 At times, I am proud to say it like that, but listen to, how I waste my time.

 It’s a kill.

Sitting in a room from 6:15 PM to next day 9:00 AM, doing nothing.

Nothing to watch,

No one to speak to

Nothing to hear

No friends to share feelings,

No relations to share emotions,

No books to read & write

Just sit in my bed and watch the power go and come all the time, in the dark, inside a wild silence and thousands of thoughts that keep coming round and round my head.

To do this or not, to eat this or not, to smoke or not, to drink or not, then to do what?

Eat What? Smoke What? Drink What? And then to decide on deciding something.

 It’s a kill.

 My family stays 400 miles away from me. I travel each week starting on a Friday 3:00 PM to reach them on a Saturday 8:00 AM and then travel back on starting on Sunday 6:10 PM to reach on Monday 9:00 AM. I have been doing this for a year now, each week, each Friday, each Sunday my travel gets annoying. I keep uploading my phone with 1000 of new tracks just to listen on the travel. Sometimes the music just plays in my ears and my mind keep thinking round and round on the problems I have.

I am stressed, depressed and annoyed of the life what I have now. 

There were several things I use to do on a day when my family was with me.

 Play with my daughter, teach her, learn from her, go hit the gym spend some quality 2 hours, swim, go for a horse ride twice a week, hit a boxing ring once in a week, drink once in a week, see a movie twice in a week and read a book daily. There were even paintings, art, music and taking my family out for shopping that I use to do along with this parallel to my office job that runs from 10:00 to 6:00.

 I dint find time to be a constraint. I never wanted more time to organize myself. I do them in a course, I do them because I had to, I do them because I enjoyed it. Now I have no work, sitting idle all the time, all the time, just to kill it.

 It’s a kill to kill time.

 I am stressed, depressed and annoyed of the life what I have now.

 What do you think, I am? What can I do? – Questions to my virtual friends

 
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Posted by on September 22, 2011 in Solutions, Time

 

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He makes you laugh

Over & Over again…

As a lad, I was deeply involved in learning Tamil verses and who else in a city of Madras had impeccable dialogue delivery, a great voice perfectionist, a theatrics and one of the greatest script writers and stage play artist. I have always loved and listened to stage play at all times in my life.

 I have a particular interest in stage plays. The drama with a specific concept goes to make you laugh all the time. The way the voice is delivered will make you recollect the whole scene in your mind and for sure the guy from Mylapore has taken the Tamil arena to a intelligent height that no other known comedian can reach.

 He is special; I would like to add, the great Shri. S.Ve.Shekher. Claps.

  S.Ve.Shekher is a naturalist; I have loved to hear his voice dynamics when it changes. Its cool to hear in the audio than the video. I don’t admire him as much as do in the audio. His drama are unique with punch lines, double meaning and line 2 line comedy, a specialty that only Tamil and Malayalam and Marathi could deliver. I have heard the language slang so rich with minimum and timed breaths. You have to hear it all alone and wait to think and laugh, as a same line has word 2 word comedy, line 2 line meanings and sentence to sentence grouped critics to laugh and enjoy.

 A broader plays that ruled the stage after 2000 were mostly written and thought of post films. Even thought it conveys originality towards stage plays, the story line may be picked up from a running movie.

 His double dialogue deliverable are amazing and prick you sometime not to laugh aloud but understand it with a smile and think it over. S. Ve. Shekar writings are clear indications of the society in his age, the language, the slang and the day to day affairs is reflected deeply in his plays. His plays may not me apt to a family at all times, most of his writings are casual and doesn’t censor what is required few times. This can be seen as a bold writer to deliver scripts. His political or film representations of writings are bold and provides a pun to a date event in time.

 On the movies that he has acted, I don’t admire his acting skills; What ever I have observed him is mostly amateur and looks silly in silver screen.

 Another impressive quality of SVS is that is deeply involved in helping the need and wears a National flag at all times.

 Sir, we thank you from our heart on the unlimited moments you made us smile and laugh. Thanks.

 Details:

Full Name:       Sattanathapuram Venkataraman Shekhar

In Tamil:              சட்டநாதபுரம் வெங்கடராமன் சேகர்

Birth Date:          26 December 1950

Titles & Awards: Drama SUPERSTAR,NAADAGA ULAGA VASOOL CHAKRAVARTHI,NAGAICHUVAI NAYAGAN, RATHATH THILAGAM,MAKIZH KALAI VENDHAN,VEDHA NAYAGAN,NATAKHA RATHNA,NATAKHA KALA SARATHY, NADAGA CHODAMANI, VANI KALA SUDHAKARA, MANITHA NEYA MAAMANI ,HASYA PRAKASA, TELUGU ACADAMY’S UGATHI PURASKAR ,VISION GUARDIAN & NAL NAGAICHUVAI ULAGA NAAYAGAN by Rotary.

Official Website: Click Here

 
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Posted by on September 21, 2011 in Personalities

 

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S-T-O-R-I-E-S (artificially natural)

Zen Stories

Word spread across the countryside about the wise Holy Man who lived in a small house atop the mountain. A man from the village decided to make the long and difficult journey to visit him. When he arrived at the house, he saw an old servant inside who greeted him at the door. “I would like to see the wise Holy Man,” he said to the servant. The servant smiled and led him inside. As they walked through the house, the man from the village looked eagerly around the house, anticipating his encounter with the Holy Man. Before he knew it, he had been led to the back door and escorted outside. He stopped and turned to the servant, “But I want to see the Holy Man!”

“You already have,” said the old man. “Everyone you may meet in life, even if they appear plain and insignificant… see each of them as a wise Holy Man. If you do this, then whatever problem you brought here today will be solved.”

People’s reactions to this story:

  • ” This reminds me of Jesus. He was born a simple carpenter’s son. It also reminded me of Martin Luther King believing that we are all human and worthy of respect.”
  • “Anticipation of something may be greater than the thing itself. Anticipation of looks is always a mistake.”
  • “You can’t judge a book by its cover.”
  • “This is too obvious to be a story. You don’t have to think about the point and make it yours. It just hits you on the head.”
  • “Every step you take in life is significant. There are meanings to all and every event that takes place.”
  • “The man in the story got lost looking for a deep solution to his problem, when all along the answer was right on the surface.”
  • “Everyone you meet in life will know something about life that you may not.”
  • “If you feel love and respect for all people that you meet, you will receive inward peace.”

Somewhere from the internet … true stories are buried.

 
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Posted by on September 20, 2011 in Stories

 

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Today … Morrow …

There was a kingdom where the kings could rule only for a span of five years. After that the king would be taken across a river full of sharks and left in a forest where wild animals roam free. The king in our story ruled for five years in great pomp and splendor, enjoying the royal power and glory. At the end of it, when he was taken across the river, he was trembling with fear and finally met his fate, as did many of his ancestors.  

The next king to be crowned enquired about the details of how the earlier king met his end and trembled all through his reign, unable to sleep in peace for even a single day. Finally, what he feared most came about and he was also dumped in the wild forest. The king who followed him on the throne decided that there was plenty of time and the first three years could be enjoyed without any worries of the future. The years flew past and he had no plan of action. He was confused and puzzled about how to handle the situation, till the final day came and ended his agony.

Next came a king who was much smarter. The wise leader knew the fate of his predecessors. He ruled very efficiently, and took good care of the citizens. When the time came for him to leave, the people were very reluctant to let him go. However, rules are rules and they had to bid good bye to him. The king was as cheerful as ever and ordered that the boat be well decorated, fit for a king. Happily, with a song on his lips, he took leave of his people and sat in the boat. It was the same boatman, who had ferried the other three kings across. He could not understand how this king was so cheerful and not at all afraid like the others. Slowly, he asked the king the secret of his strange behavior.

The king laughed and said, ‘Do you think I did nothing in the last five years to meet this moment? I sent engineers and forest officials to clear the forest there, tame the animals and make the place habitable. Look there…..’ He pointed to the other bank. Sure enough there were palatial buildings visible in the distance and a group of people waiting with garlands to welcome him on the banks of the river! 

Why wait to act or fear about the future? Today’s wisdom and courage to act will shape a better tomorrow…”

Another Story for today from the Internet

 
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Posted by on September 6, 2011 in Uncategorized

 

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