I usually don't cut and paste any article... I have always believed that anything in blog should be just original penning down of thoughts and muses. But today I choose to make an exception. I read this article and it struck a chord so deep that it would be just fair to put it in my personal place. It is something which is so true that as I read it I feel a sense of Deja Vu.
Read it n' c if does the same for u as well.
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Have you ever experienced a moment in your life when you just ran out of words and you go...s i l e n t ???
Let me assist you in recalling.....
the moment when you left your home for the first time and you look
back at your parents who are worried that their son/daughter are
leaving them yet happy that their child took the first step towards
independence.
the moment when the girl/boy you like most.. smiled back at you!
You don't say anything.. you just smile back..
the moment when you get better marks than you expected... those
"numb" moments of ecstasy n surprise "is that true?"...
the moment when you are parting with your old friend(s) and the
train has just started... and you are standing on the door of the
wagon.. waving "bye-bye" with your heart beating fast...
the moment after the HR manager has just called you and told
you,"You are through! Congrats!"
the moment when you sit alone in your room after having told
everyone that you cleared that exam you prepared for 6 months!!
You can go on remembering your "special" moments!
I had always wondered why I never said anything to myself at those
moments.. as if it was "understood"... happiness, joy, pain.. all
feelings just flowed ceaselessly in the 'years' that passed in those
flash moments!
They say.. the best way to communicate is through "silence".
Love. Joy. Grief. Surprise. Anger. Hope. Expectations. Support.
Non-cooperation...
Can you imagine the importance of a silent moment in a song??
When Bryan Adams stops for a while along with music, before he goes
on in his husky voice... Please forgive me. I can't stop loving you!
Ever had those moments when you thought you were tired enough that
you reach for your bed after dinner.. but find yourself wide awake
looking at the roof of your room silently...
But you sure are 'thinking'... those moments of self-talk are the
most important in our lives. Those moments when we listen to our own
hearts! Those promises... those decisions... those are the moments
when we make our destinies!
Next time you go silent... listen carefully to what your heart is
saying.. listen to its joy...listen to its pain.. listen to its
fears.. listen to its desires..
Don't make it shut up and go off to sleep...
LISTEN TO THAT VOICE and ACCEPT EVERYTHING IT SAYS!
That voice alone can lead you to the abode of peace that your sleep
lacks... peace that awaits you!
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A person without dreams is not worth his/her salt...and there are many such ones... but rarely will u find any without thoughts.. Itz the thoughts which make us what we are and itz these which make us unique...Analyzing these kaleidoscope of thoughts is said to be the the first step towards recoginizing ur unique self and herez my attempt to do so and accept myself as an enitity that I am now and will be !
Friday, February 24, 2006
Monday, February 20, 2006
Yet another bout of pampering myself
I finally got it… yeah after so many months of contemplation and thinking about it, I finally decided to leave caution to winds and go ahead pamper myself royally. I got myself a whole new make-up kit, went to Dillards with my roomie to shop for her birthday and ended up having a make-over. Considering the fact that I am 24 and have never ever used make-up, it was kind of defining moment for me. So I went with a full-splash, to lancome counter (ahh! The cheaper ones are not for her majestsy) and decided to finally take the plunge into the much womanly arena of beauty.
My fingers were folded to form a fist, to hide my nervousness I had my hands hidden in my lap. I was scared that the lady at the counter, giving me a “make-over”, would end up making me look like a “OOOOOOOoooooo EEEEEEEKKkkkksss”. I was scared that the make-up may not actually look good and I may end up looking worst than before. I really wanted to look gorgeous after make-up was applied (which girl doesn’t??) but I wasn’t sure if I would even look passable.
All said and done, I went ahead, a brave warrior facing the mirror… and woah! To my surprise the bright pink blush actually made me look good and the foundation actually made my skin look translucent and the eye make-up gave me a exotic look. Well, my self-esteem (which always suffers) had a huge boost when I had the whole Dillards’s make-up section “ohhh ahhing” over my long eyelashes (my grand mom’s gift to me). I admit I was embarrassed, but at the same time it was like a balm to my idea of “I don’t really look good at all” thoughts. Well, after spending whole lotta money, I had a lady walking by tell me-“Wow! U look good gal!!” and trust me for once I am not feeling bad at spending my money. Yipee…. I finally have a make-up set… and I feel all womanly now ;).
My fingers were folded to form a fist, to hide my nervousness I had my hands hidden in my lap. I was scared that the lady at the counter, giving me a “make-over”, would end up making me look like a “OOOOOOOoooooo EEEEEEEKKkkkksss”. I was scared that the make-up may not actually look good and I may end up looking worst than before. I really wanted to look gorgeous after make-up was applied (which girl doesn’t??) but I wasn’t sure if I would even look passable.
All said and done, I went ahead, a brave warrior facing the mirror… and woah! To my surprise the bright pink blush actually made me look good and the foundation actually made my skin look translucent and the eye make-up gave me a exotic look. Well, my self-esteem (which always suffers) had a huge boost when I had the whole Dillards’s make-up section “ohhh ahhing” over my long eyelashes (my grand mom’s gift to me). I admit I was embarrassed, but at the same time it was like a balm to my idea of “I don’t really look good at all” thoughts. Well, after spending whole lotta money, I had a lady walking by tell me-“Wow! U look good gal!!” and trust me for once I am not feeling bad at spending my money. Yipee…. I finally have a make-up set… and I feel all womanly now ;).
Thursday, February 09, 2006
Ponderables
I saw this rather fascinating question in my friend Gaurav's blog
"If flying is so safe, why do they call the airport the terminal?"
This made me sit up and wonder about the more mundane and rather illogical things in life. Here are few other "ponderables" which really make u hmmmm… haaa… rather deeply into the intricacies surrounding us and which when thought over definitely bring up a smile …… so read on and see if they make u ponder as well
• If con is the opposite of pro, is Congress the opposite of progress?
• Why is "abbreviated" such a long word?
• Why, if blind people wear dark glasses, don't deaf people wear earmuffs?
• Why is the third hand on the watch called the second hand?
• Is it good if a vacuum really sucks?
• Why are cigarettes sold at gas stations where smoking is prohibited?
And my personal favorite one
“If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?”
"If flying is so safe, why do they call the airport the terminal?"
This made me sit up and wonder about the more mundane and rather illogical things in life. Here are few other "ponderables" which really make u hmmmm… haaa… rather deeply into the intricacies surrounding us and which when thought over definitely bring up a smile …… so read on and see if they make u ponder as well
• If con is the opposite of pro, is Congress the opposite of progress?
• Why is "abbreviated" such a long word?
• Why, if blind people wear dark glasses, don't deaf people wear earmuffs?
• Why is the third hand on the watch called the second hand?
• Is it good if a vacuum really sucks?
• Why are cigarettes sold at gas stations where smoking is prohibited?
And my personal favorite one
“If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?”
Sunday, February 05, 2006
The issue of "Privatization"
I just fail to understand the current opposition the Indian government is facing on the issue of ‘privatization’ of the public sectors. The strike by the airport workers regarding this just indicates the Indian government's faltering efforts to open economy. It is the time that the Indian government stuck on to its initial disinvestment policies and allowed an environment of freely competitive markets. Only competition begets excellence and such excellence is an essential ingredient to improve the infrastructure of our country. With world’s second largest population and highly corrupt politics, time has come for India to move forward, leave behind some ancient policies our founding fathers adopted and go ahead with privatization scheme. For those who fear loosing jobs, well….. Tough luck…. A good employee is almost always retained and a skilled person will always find work aplenty. I may sound tough but well world no longer is a place for inept. Privatization brings with it a policy of “be good or be gone” and I think that is something which will make the present public sector employees (those with a “who cares” attitude) sit up and tighten their belts. I foresee goals being met on time, work being done with diligence and our country making progress by leaps and bound ….hmmmmm……….sounds great ..doesn’t it?
Well, for this dream to become a reality it is essential for the common man to have a sense of clarity about the objective of privatization (I am still trying to figure out the pros and cons. So far my balance leans heavily towards privatization). The government should have a clear time table and needs to be strong about its stand in this issue. Dilly dallying would be no good and the privatization could become yet another famous “5-year plans and policies”. And for educated people like you and me, it is our duty to know the difference and voice our opinions. You may wonder to yourself “Blah! How does voicing our opinions make a difference?” . Well. It may not matter much, may not have an effect… but mabbe someone who is not aware of existence of such an issue may read about it… know about… get curious enough about it to form his/her own opinion about it..perhaps then someday our "for the people, by the people" goverment will actually listen to the logic. Perhaps someday then, a country like ours which deserves the best ….will get the best.. and be the best!
Well, for this dream to become a reality it is essential for the common man to have a sense of clarity about the objective of privatization (I am still trying to figure out the pros and cons. So far my balance leans heavily towards privatization). The government should have a clear time table and needs to be strong about its stand in this issue. Dilly dallying would be no good and the privatization could become yet another famous “5-year plans and policies”. And for educated people like you and me, it is our duty to know the difference and voice our opinions. You may wonder to yourself “Blah! How does voicing our opinions make a difference?” . Well. It may not matter much, may not have an effect… but mabbe someone who is not aware of existence of such an issue may read about it… know about… get curious enough about it to form his/her own opinion about it..perhaps then someday our "for the people, by the people" goverment will actually listen to the logic. Perhaps someday then, a country like ours which deserves the best ….will get the best.. and be the best!
Thursday, February 02, 2006
God be praised
Yipeee… I am ready to swing dance… where is my partner…. Where are thou my Romeo?? Where? ……
My heart sings and my eyes are lighted… I see hope, bright shining hope that my dreams may yet come true! Yeah baby! I am a beautiful happy gal, swirling away… and if I were wearing a skirt instead of my jeans u could see the swirl better!!
The reason: MACHINE IS WORKING (finally)… it is still non-operational in one essential function, but meanwhile I can work on something atleast. Oh! The constant heaviness which accompanied me has suddently disappeared and find myself singing and crooning some age ol’ songs. Am keeping my fingers crossed and praying that from now on everything goes smooth. Pray for me…
My heart sings and my eyes are lighted… I see hope, bright shining hope that my dreams may yet come true! Yeah baby! I am a beautiful happy gal, swirling away… and if I were wearing a skirt instead of my jeans u could see the swirl better!!
The reason: MACHINE IS WORKING (finally)… it is still non-operational in one essential function, but meanwhile I can work on something atleast. Oh! The constant heaviness which accompanied me has suddently disappeared and find myself singing and crooning some age ol’ songs. Am keeping my fingers crossed and praying that from now on everything goes smooth. Pray for me…
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
Here I come.... all geared for traveling on road to happiness
Finally a day which makes me happy… the machine is not yet fixed… but I am going to keep my hopes up from now on. I decided that keeping myself occupied was the best possible thing to do…so I started learning LabVIEW (its simple really) and also went and persuaded my prof. to gimme some new work. So here I am fixing some cryopreservation stage and feeling happy ‘coz at last I have something meaningful to do. Meanwhile my prayers are on for the machine and I hope that things will soon be back on track….. and I have stopped thinking about “Oh! At this rate I will not graduate by March”. I have decided that being a graduate student is tough enough without me having to ponder about this over and over again. In the time I find myself free….. I am gonna look at some contemporary art on “Google” (I intend to put up small paintings of women at various stages of undress in my restroom in future) ….so well, I have a whole lotta things to do … and pondering and feeling sorry for myself is not one of them!!!! Yeah!! I like my current attitude already (Due to absence of graphics…please imagine a smile with a wink)........
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