The Quest For The Demi-God

You come across someone, get impressed, develop a curiosity to meet, know more and more about him. For some strange reasons, you feel that this guy is the one with the most distinguished personality you would have ever seen throughout your life, and rather in him you begin to find a Perfectionist of your dreams, the one which you only imagined but could never come across and you try to get closer to him.The more you explore, the more you get intimate and the subconscious you within you begin to consider him as the demi-god on the earth.

Time flies as if it has wings.In due course,the person on the other hand who leaves not a single chance to boast himself up and superimpose on the other takes it for granted.He then builds castles in the air of himself being a demi-god and soon forgets that howsoever he might boast but he can't be the one that he has posed himself to be. Stars change as they are ought to be and the truth comes out of the curtain. It takes little time for the one to overlook what danger he has done to that, "so-called-demi-god-personality" but then on occasions it might take several lives for the other guy who wanted to be in his shoes some day to believe that someone of his dreams could be that big a fraud.

Nothing much happens. Life moves on. The one who has a habit of and is a master of casting that privileged-showoff-image soon finds another and gets going around. The one who had attached a world of expectations from the other learns a lesson and grows matured though with a bit of disappointment but time heals up things quickly and none of the two stops breathing. The only one which is crucified in this unhealthy chain of affairs is that "so-called-demi-god-personality". Yup when you see the other side of the person in whose shoes you dreamt to get in and you end up discovering just the contrast, the earth shrinks beneath your feet momentarily,no doubt but then it restores after some time. The only thing that never gets restored is that faith, that belief, the element called an "IDEAL PERSONALITY".

You might get contented with your own self or you might grow up obnoxious of men with similar kind of nature but then at least your quest for that ideal personality ends up there only. At the end of the day, you have nothing but a lesson to learn. There's nothing like an "IDEAL PERSONALITY".There's nothing like a demi-god. It's you who is the most ideal in the world. There can't be anyone better than you. Push yourself hard to be your own ideal, your own demi-god.Once you get into this process, the earth and the sky belongs to you.
Composed By
Mihir Jha "A Perfect Contrast"

The Life

The Proposal and the Disposal.....the Acceptance and the Denial......the Dream and the Reality.......the Destined and the Mirage.......the Self-respect and the Ego....... the Stillness and the Vibration......the Joke and the Sarcasm......the Comment and the Compliment......the Plan and the Conspiracy.....the Selflessness and the Selfishness.......the Help and the Obligation......the Duty and the Passion......the Action and the Procrastination.....the Peace and the Restlessness......the Thirst and the Satisfaction......the Crest and the Trough......The eye and the Third-eye......The Phobia and the Mania.......The Habit and the Hobby.....the Bond and the Commitment......the Supremacy and the Highness......the Intention and the Formality.......the Love and the Friction.....The Life :)!

Dreams Vs Desires

I often ask myself about the days when I used to dream of things like, alas i could be that pigeon who could fly intense deep into that carefree sky or alas i could be that butterfly who could roam around in an orchard and gallop the eternal beauty of this nature or alas i could be a Super Hero or Spiderman who could save and/or kill anyone or alas i could be that traffic police who could stop hundreds of vehicles on one whistle(lol..) and then I end up confused. Were they ever my dreams. What I find is that, these dreams along with many others were hardly a dream but a desire. A desire which helped me build castles in the air and took me wild and away from reality.A desire which took its roots just to compete with someone and had no existence, identity and cause of its own.

But then what is it that makes the difference between a dream and a desire. Why is it that several things we wish to get die even before a single serious thought of realization?? Well to my mind, desires vanish with age, experience, situation, time and several other constraints.On a microscopic analysis, i find that many of those which are never worked out are not dreams but instead they are mere desires like the ones discussed above. These desires never come out of an inner desire but because you find something damn intriguing like that of a Super Hero and you get carried away and soon you think that it was your dream to be a Super Hero. Here it is where I contradict a dream from a desire. Things like this can hardly be stated as Dream. It is but a desire. And desires, to my mind are Superfluous.

Dreams on the other hand are driven not merely by desire but by a will. I mean a will to do something. Sorry, Not something but only that specific thing. It is such a thing which makes you mad. Hardly anything else interests you except your dream. You begin to find a life in that dream. You strive harder and harder and almost die to get that Dream unless you have actually achieved it. I believe that when it comes to perusing those dreams which come out of a diehard desire, then the constraints like age, experience, situation, time and destiny automatically vanish. What makes the difference is the power of Visualizing those dreams and then putting efforts to realize them. Yep, I may be wrong, I don’t know but this is what I believe. Leave those superfluous desires. They are but meaningless. Lets’ talk that which is meaningful- and that is dream. Let’s talk of those who realized their dreams and booked pages in history.

The first thing for a dream to come true is Vision. Yep, unless a dream is coupled with a vision, its again the same story. Take any case from history. Each dream which became a reality had been coupled with a vision. With vision, I mean the purpose which that dream will suffice if it’s realized . Yep that matters. Take for example when Wright brothers dreamt of designing aeroplanes, they simply didn’t have the wish to take sky-drives rather they had a vision to give something to the world which can minimize distance and save time like anything. Just like that when an entrepreneur starts a company, he has a vision to do something for the cause of society like , generating employment, setting some standards, introducing new products and technology etc. Come what may!! Whether you agree or not but it’s a fact that unless you have a vision you hardly succeed and even if, by chance, success comes to you, that is momentary. You are never able to rejoice it and you hardly get satisfaction even after the realization of dreams. And, what worth is the realization of a dream if at the end of the day it doesn’t quench your satisfaction level. If ever you happen to meet people who became millionaires simply to lead a lavish life and no vision, do not miss a chance to ask them whether they are satisfied or not. I am sure you will get my point.

Once that vision is there then comes the "Visualization". Visualization is all about the act of relating your vision to practical life, questioning things, making observations and reaching to a conclusion. This is but a 24/7 process unless you have achieved your dreams. It is the stage when your mind is preoccupied with your vision and you keep looking for every scope to explore the possibility of your dreams to come true. Once these scopes are sorted out and some conclusions are made then you have a fair picture of how to execute things. This is then followed by "Action" and it is actually very critical. Often people take things for granted once they visualize their dreams and become too lazy to pull themselves for action and rather keep wondering wild in dreams of outcomes that his dream will give. It so happens because of the cognitive psychology of human beings of building castles in the air. The need therefore is to stick to basics. The point is to take utmost care and stick to basics even for the easiest module of your plan. You mustn’t take things for granted and you can’t make a small mistake and drop the dream for which you worked hard for years together. Quite often something becomes a bottleneck when you are very very close to your dreams and it may be that just one jerk could push you in the comfort-zone but then you say die and you end up frustrated. Imagine , just one jerk more and you could have been through.

I believe,you hardly get what you desire but then your dreams always come your way provided it is actually a dream. You sleep when you simply have a desire but you become restless and sleepless if you have a dream. This restlessness continues till your vision is achieved. It’s all about passion. Its all about being crazy, mad in-fact.To conclude, I must say that if you have adream, you must ask yourself the four big questions: 1. what exactly is your dream. ?? 2 .What is the vision behind that dream?? 3. Do you have visualization for that dream?? 4. Are you ready to stick to the basics and remain focused on your vision and never say die even when you have almost achieved your dream ?? . If you are transparent on all 4 of them then the earth and the sky belongs to you.You are but the master of your destiny. Go, Peruse your dreams.

Composed by
Mihir Jha "A Psychologist"

An Extract From Swami's Speech

Take a look at an extract from one of the speeches of Swami Vivekanand.It's taken from the first of few books i have read in my short life:A Short life of swami Vivekanand by Swami Tejasanand.I had put many of quotes from this book long back in Nuggets of Wisdom.I had left this one to write in an independent post.Just thought of sharing it with you all.


"............It is we who are responsible for own degradation.Our Aristocratic ancestors went out on treading the common masses of our country underfoot, till they became helpless,till under this torment the poor people nearly forgot that they were human beings.They have been compelled to be merely hewers of wood and drawers of water for centuries......Feel,therefore my would-be reformers,my would-be patriots!!Do you feel??Do you feel that millions are starving today and millions have been starving for ages??Do you feel that millions and millions of the descendants of gods and of sages have become next-door neighbors to brutes??Do you feel that ignorance has come over the land as a dark cloud??Does it make you restless??Does it make you sleepless??......Have you forgotten all about your name, your fame,your wives,your children your property,even your own bodies??Have you done that??That is the first step to become a patriot--the very first step....Instead of spending your energies in frothy talk, have you found any way out,any practical solution, some help instead of condemnation,some sweet words to soothe their miseries,to bring them out of living death?Yet, that is not all.Have you got the will to surmount mountain-high obstructions??If the whole world stands against you,sword in hand, would you still dare to do what you think is right??...If you have these three things,each one of you will work miracles."

Composed By
Mihir Jha" A Swami's Fan"

Gossips-II

......today i shall talk.I had been trying to do it for quite sometime but sadly was getting carried away on thoughts.The last time i had done it was last year on 7th of March.

......i just went through that post and i recollect what a sea-change i have undergone in the recent past.It took a lot of blood and sweat out of me to accomplish that "change" but then i had worked on the basics and more importantly i was never carried away in the midst.

......i believe that time is a big teacher and it keeps teaching you at each step of your life,no doubt.It tests when you boast.It tests when you burn midnight oil.It tests when you are on a roller-coaster rider.It tests you and your deservity even when you have achieved dreams that once were mirage for you.Sadly people overlook lessons and get too involved in cursing things rather than squeezing something of it.

......adversities are but inevitable.They are bound to come but then they come and pass by.Its you who try to stick to it and try not to let it pass ,by reiterating it publicly and perhaps personally as well time and again.In fact people have become used to giving lame excuses and then saying that life is too boring yaar.They are obstinate.They are reluctant not to change and live in a fool's paradise.Pity on them.Anyways their life their choice, lol.

......i don't know why but seems like some devil has possessed me.Its close to one year now in bangalore and damn me, i had not been even to Garuda Mall.Guys here have often questioned me but i care the least to give explanations.May be i have a damn disagreeable way of leading life,but then that's none of your concern.Isn't it,lol.

......as of now what is important for me is that i am able to visualize my dreams.There are three things:dreaming,Visualizing those dreams and Achieving them,i shall discuss it sometime later in another post.Many dream.Few visualize and fewer work for that visualization to come true.I have the visualization now but then i have got to work on it.I am restless.I am sleepless. But then of late i have learnt to route my restlessness.I don't know how things will shape up.But yeah,the best that i can say is that i am happy doing things the way i do.I just cant afford to loose the momentum this time.I need to carry on.I need some time and i shall strike.Take that for sure, i shall strike.


Cheers:
Mihir

Man, Helpless Man!!!

Man is an inveterate liar. To lie is but the trademark of this species. This is something which he can’t help himself. Irony, on the other hand is this that it comes to him in spite of the fact that ‘never lie’ is the lesson that they learn even before they learn alphabet. In fact it is their masters who, knowingly or unknowingly, mow the first seeds. Yeah, the concept subconsciously starts germinating in them from the day they are promised a chocolate and not given. Being a quick learner, he starts practicing the art. No sooner does he grow he learns the basics and uses it for fun unless he qualifies to know how mean this world is . By the time he reaches his adolescence, society rapes. And neither any teachings nor any values comes to his rescue. No more a virgin. He loses all his tenacity for things like principles, morality, discipline, virtues, righteousness and almost everything.

Helpless man now decides to adapt. Henceforth he becomes practical. This adaption brings to him an unusual happiness. Soon he polishes this art and stamps his existence in this society. Now that he champions in manipulating anything and everything , he develops a passion to lie to anyone and almost everyone he comes across. Time passes by and he gets so deep into his priorities that gradually the difference between a truth and a lie is wiped off from his senses. He doesn’t even care to justify what he is doing and what not. He boasts. He superimposes on others. He cares the damn for anything else than himself. Now he is blind and deaf. Then comes the stage when he starts lying to himself. And it is this stage where he gets confused. N-number of questions take toll over the brain. Friction begins between him and his inner self. He feels helpless. He pays in terms of self satisfaction. He pays in terms of sleep. Consequences of this leads to self-hatred. He opts for a self-introspection. He concludes something and decides to start everything again from the scratch. He turns and looks behind . He listens to his conscience which says, “Alas!! I could return back where I started”. Unfortunately it’s too late. Man, Helpless Man!!! Pity on you!!!

Composed by
Mihir Jha,"The Psychologist".

FYI

.... its been long since i posted something here.Actually i was waiting for my new lappy,now that Dell guys have got it for me, i shall keep writing every now and then.

Yours
Mihir

My Vision For India

Where each syllable of the breath yearns to raise masses,
Where each eyes have a spark that dazzles with a vision,
Where genes in brains have a passion to serve the poor and destitute,
Where intelligentsia is coupled with wisdom,
Where technology is coupled with creativity,
Where knowledge is based on rationality,
Where education has never lost its reason,
Where altruism and not Hinduism or Islam is but the religion,
Where the poorest of the poor and not those dead stones is but the deity,
Where entrepreneurs are born not to earn profit but to generate employment,
Where teachers teach not because they ought to but because they love to,
Where Doctors treat not the patients but the diseases,
Where each one joins a job not to earn a livelihood but to add values to it,
Where the only parameter for economy is the common being and not a handful of billionaires,
Where they contribute to relief funds not to save taxes and get publicity but to save the needy,
Where the only feeling is for the poor and needy,
Where the only objective is the well being of the society,
Where you help not to do an obligation but because it gives you an immense satisfaction,
Where there is no fear and no hesitation,
Where there is no ego and no envy,
Where there is no begging but demanding and demanding the highest,
Where the air is full of the aroma of love and compassion,
Where each one of us is constructive and each moment is productive,
Where your smile is natural and laughter is spontaneous,
Where life is never monotonous and no more restricted to limitations,
Under the shadow of that sky and into the age of that prosperity,
Dear friend!! Drive yourself and your countrymen.

Composed By
Mihir Jha
"Inspired From Tagore's Geetanjali"

Little Wishes

Here i go wild in 2009:
1.Read at least six more novels,if not more.
2.Learn atleast one more language preferrably kannada.
3.Learn and explore the complete architecture of this complex market.
4.Learn photography,photoshop,coral draw and launch one more blog.
5.Learn SMPP,Kannel,SMSC,get expertise in Perl and improve my poor english.
6.Fall in love with a girl and propose her with bent knees,a rose and a subtle voice -).
7.Learn to cook some delicious dishes and keep it a top secret -).
8.Go for few brilliant trekking expeditions with Rahul.
9.Sleep in my mom's and dadima's lap to the sheer envy of all my sibblings -).
10.Defeat Papa back to back three games in Chess -).

Tata -)
Mihir,"A Day Dreamer".

A New Year Initiative

After a lot of blood and sweat i have finally been able to launch my new blog today.I Had been gleaning data since last two months and inspite of having no spare time i could manage to put some quality stuff(of course as per my view) there.I always wanted to explore all those forces which regulate this market and economics.Sadly i was never able to streamline them even though i knew them partially.But this time i have done it and i am happy to do it on the eve of new year.Here, on my new blog i shall try to demystify everything which drives our economy but with a layman's approach.I mean,i have taken the initiative and i shall try to carry it on as long as i can.Unlike the previous blog where i lay more emphasis on wisdom the new blog shall talk only about knowledge and it shall not have anything called "Philosophy".So hang on here to demystify the Myths Of Market.

Tata and Happy New Year
Mihir Jha,"Always Creative"

Few Of My Favourite Definitions

I had always been too poor a student to learn things,yet some of them did leave an impression on my poor brain.Here's a short list of few definitions so nicely and rationally written that i remember them till date:

Science: Science is defined as the sum total systematic human knowledge gained by man through observations and experimentations.

Economics: Economics is the branch of science which deals with the maximum utilization of available resources.

Logic:Logic is the science of principles which regulates valid thoughts of mental processes for attainment of truth and avoidance of errors.

Money: Money is a matter of function four:a medium, a measure, a standard, a store.

Life: Life is the unfoldment and development of a being under circumstances tending to press you down.

Fame: Fame is a pearl many dive for and only a few bring up. Even when they do, it is not perfect, and they sigh for more, and lose better things in struggling for them.

Composed by:
Mihir Jha,"A Good Learner"

How Long in Fool's Paradise??

I am fed up listening anti-pakistan comments since the Mumbai based Taj blasts.No i don't want to get into any discussion with anyone.What i mean to say is that before you peep into others house,first check that of yours.I don't want to wait for reports from the committees meant for probing the whole episode.I can very well guess them.Nothing is going to be concluded.Just a media-hype,some international conferences to combat terrorism,big quotes from some holy books and dead meaningless pledges.No body is going to get into the root.Everything is going to be futile as usual.Just another mud-raking war.

No logic can convince me that 10 persons came from 500 miles by crossing the borders through sea and then entered into a heritage as secured as Taj with RDX sufficient enough to do a Mrityu-Tandav-Nritya for as log as 59 hours thus resulting into deaths of few hundreds without any latches and negligence on the part of our own system.There were sufficient alerts to the concerned officers about the destined day.Just check out the link:26/11 Could Have Been Stopped.My point is why not chop off the heads of those who mishandled these informations from Research and Analysis Wing of India.Why not throw away those wrotten apples from the basket first.Why not flush out eveyrything in all wings of our own system first and then point fingers on others.I believe that no forces in the world howsoever mighty that may be can even in the wildest of the nightmares ever dream to target a single Indian if we have no loopholes in our own system.So just clean the system.I wonder how long shall we keep ourselves in fool's paradise by overlooking carelessness and negligence on our own part.If ever you want these things not to repeat further then kill those culprits first.That's the first positive step that we can take to make the Anti-Terror-operation effective.

Composed by
Mihir Jha,"The True Indian"

My Gmail Status

I login to my PC perched on my table and even before i open my browser and type something in the URL,the subconscious me within myself starts thinking about a nice tag line to put in my Gmail Status Message.This phenomenon has become so common that though late but i have realized that it has now become a routine.I recall my schooldays where each day Prayers in the Morning Assembly were followed by,"The Quote Of The Day".I dont know what these quotes meant to others as many of my colleagues grew matured a little faster than me but then i can say that several such quotes often touched me and pumped in me a new blood.They often made me clear about my goals and helped me boost my confidence.I was always a poor student when it came to those damn textbooks.But i dont know why these quotes always attracted me.I recall my habit of writing a line,"Let noble thoughts come to me from every side", upto Xth. This quote was then replaced by Shiv Khera's,"Winners don't do different things rather they do things differently", when i was preparing for Engg Entrance Exams.Having failed to make it into IIT,i changed it once again in my engg college saying,"The only thing bitter than learning from experience is not learning from experience".Once i started blogging i wanted to put something which could communicate my attitude in the least words and then i found that,"An Honest Appeal:Unblemished Let me live or Let me die Unknown or Grant me an Honest Fame,or Grant me None",in an old book.

I no more go to school,no more do i have a privelege to attend Morning Assemblies and also i no more use notebooks but then i still remain motivated from several of these quotes.I believe that many of them played a pivotal role in discovering several new lives within me like:a son,a brother,a friend,a student,a professonal and almost everything that i am today.I suppose that even though these quotes are mere one-liners yet they are worth more than several volumes of books.They dont help you compete a UPSC exam or write an IIT-JEE paper but they do help you when tough times test you to the limit and the horizon before you seems to be blackest by injecting in you a fresh lease of life,blood,enthusiasm,motivation,
planning,strategy and a lot more.Yes these few lines dont give you any knowledge but it gives you something called,"Wisdom:The Jnana".It is this wisdom which regulates the use or misuse of that knowledge.I believe that a man with ample knowledge but no wisdom is even dangerous than a blunt illiterate being.

Keeping these observations in mind i usually don't let a day escape without going through at least one quote.I mean i have a passion for this.I love doing it the way i do.I either write one of my own if something crops up or i recall something which could synchronize with my mood on that day and put it in my Gmail Status Message.This helps me being decisive of the way i wanna spend the rest of the day.And that always kindles in me a desire to live that day.I draw the motivation from my own custom message.Sometimes people have pinged me asking as to who is it that i wanna impress with these quotes.I wanted clarify here that it is to impress myself.It is to guide that Mihir which is weak and which generally gets lost in several myths at the end of each day.And in due course if someone finds a frequency matching with that of mine then that's a blessing in disguise.That's the protocol that i have set for my life.

Yours Loving:
"Mihir:24/7 on Gmail".

What it takes to be a Good Man??

"Sorry it got too long......"

Coming across a good man in this mean world is but a mirage. Even though there are occasions when you come across someone accidently and judge him to be good but then quite often you end up later,on the other side cursing yourself of being too innocent to rely on anyone and that too so quickly. This phenomenon is but so common that it perhaps leaves hardly anyone uncircumscribed. Irony, on the other hand is this that inspite of having been on the receiving end on several occasions people deceive themselves of finding a good man someday and the quest continues lifelong. Ridiculous though it might look but then that is but the other side of the coin and is inevitable. Pissed off with this observation and preoccupied with several such negative thoughts about a common being I opt for a desultory stroll down the countryside with.With my hands packed in my jeans-pocket and my mood pensive I find myself to be unknowingly heading towards an unknown detination,perhaps a cocooned place secluded from the cacophony of the town. Memoirs in small frames flashback in front of my eyes and churns up my brain leaving me helpless, restless, sleepless,lonely and totally distracted. I lounge to the cigarette at my disposal and drag a few puffs deep within me and start wondering as to whether me myself even touch the circumference of a good man’s definition or not.


Careless about when the wind mellowed down & when did this night grow that pitch dark, some mysterious forces take a toll on me. But then the point is, “Who is a good man??” The desperate me within myself start putting double question marks perhaps over one and all I would have ever come across. Afterall I had several such instances from my past which prompted me to remark a said person as,”Good Man”.I recall that on most of the occasions the recipient of such remarks had been the ones who either used to bring chocolates to me or those who often helped me do my home works or those who planned up a movie or a dinner with me or those who stood with me in crunch situations and in my bad days,in short the stack had almost everyone who backed me up for all my cause and concerns.But then for some strange reasons I find them all extending those helps subject to several constraints.My one-time favourite grocery wala who always gave me a bubble-gum free of cost each time My mom took me to his shop with herself now takes me for granted while doing calculations and on cross checking he gives references of those gums. Colleagues of my father and my next-door neighbours who hardly came empty-handed without a chocolate or without a toy now hardly get tired asking questions like “How come you are back to your native for so long?? How can your college sanction such long leaves?? How this?? How that….and several such questions which hardly have a rationale but do have ample essence of queer envy in them.Buddies with whom I shared not only my lunch-box ever since the days I used to suck thumbs but also deep never-to-be hushed up secrets till date,grin on my back with vengeance.

Numbed & Overwhelmed with several such discordant thoughts and the night getting pitch dark I Reach near a bus stop and collapse on the bench meant for travellers.Adjacent to me was sleeping an old man in his late 50’s perishing in cold and penury.No sooner had my eyes caught the attention about the destitute of the man that a bike came under the truck and I raised on my toes and walked ahead to look after the intensity of damage and injury.The man was bleeding but and for reasons unknown and unusual I decide not to extend any help.I turn to get back to the shade on the stop and surprisingly find that old man approaching the victim.He asked me to help the man carry to the auto nearby which he used to drive by hiring from someone on daily basis. Succumbed with his dareness I help him carry the man to the rickshaw and also accompany him upto the Hospital.The man got him admitted there and then took a number out of his wallet and called a relation of the victim from my cell asking him to attend the patient to the said address.Before disconnecting the call he also took the address of the said person.No sooner did he ask the address of the victim with his relation than my prejudiced mind could guess that the man shall definitely encash his help.While coming back I enquired him about his earnings and could infer that he could barely earn worth more than a few loaves of breads.My discordant thoughts take a toll on me and I start wondering as to whether he shall encash his obligation??.Should he do that?? Is there anything unethical in it,afterall he has saved a life??

Soon I find him stopping his rickshaw near a mansion where people were probably celebrating a wedding or a reception party. The pitch with which they played the music and the peals of laughters which was echoing in the silent dark night indicated that the party was a big one.But then why the hell did he stop the auto there.I decided to ask him not to stop anywhere but then he was already near the gate of the mansion.I could watch him looking people who were boozing and dancing like anything in the lounge.He kept watching it for another couple of minutes and then he came back with a big smile lurking on his face.My tempers shot and I asked him as to whether he was abnormal or what.Finding no reply from him I increased my intensity and barked on him like anything.After some time he left me near the market.I came out of the auto and walk away murmuring something.No sooner had I gone a few steps than he called me.I stopped in reaction and anger.He came closer to me and said, “You should always strive to be a good man”.I replied to his nonsense question citing that I did help him take that accident-victim to the hospital.That too without any lust and without any expectations of rewards.

He reverted back with a grin on his face saying that,”you will find many in this world who would feel the pain when you are hurt but then you would hardly find anyone who would be happy while finding others happy.Only He is good who feels pleasure while listening others well being and good news.Those who feel the pain and help when others are in trouble and grief might at some point of time get hurt because of expectation to be reciprocated with a similar treatment but those who feel happy while finding others happy are happy forever.This is so because evils like ego,envy and jealousy hardly touch them and they always think good and only good.Thus learn to be happy if you find the person opposite to you happy.Be a Good Man, my son.”

Tears of conviction welled up my eyes and I sought his leave.Much of the night had waned.The horizon was tinged to red and soon the sun came out.I had got my answer.Now I was clear.I had got the concept. But one thing is certain.Till now I am not a good man. I am struggling to become a good man.Alas I could go beyond these malices of ego,envy and jealousy and become a good man as soon as possible.Let’s see.

Note:This post is a manipulation of a story told by my father long back.

Composed by
Mihir Jha,"Striving to be a good man"

Dada:An Ode to Odyssey

DADA:The lad who knew nothing but "VICTORY".He was a roaring fire who redefined the very fate of Indian Cricket.It is he who formed the team.It is he who led the way.It is he who habituated Indians to "Extract Victories from the jaws of defeat".I feel that he was the first skipper India had ever produced.No doubt,the Sun has set but then at the end of the day too SUN is but SUN.Salute him.




Collected From You-tube
Mihir Jha,"A Dada Fan"

Paulo Coelho:An Excerpt From an Interview

I finish all works at my disposal in the office and then browse through several different sites and surprisingly come across a piece of interview of Paulo Coelho,the author of one of the most widely read novels,The Alchemist.Having read many of his works either completely or partially,i decide to read his response to every question and in the process i discover a new Paulo Coelho whom i couldn't understand while reading his novels.Though all his answers carry some lesson to the literary world but there are a few which need to be highlighted and focussed,of-course as per my view.Here's an excerpt of some of the questions answered by him to Glauco Ortolano,a lecturer in the University of Oklahoma for the magazine "World Literature Today" in April-June,2003 in Portuguese but transcribed here in English.Let's a have glance:


QUESTION: Glauco Ortolano Nobel Prize winner «e Kenzabur» once said
that Paulo Coelho had discovered the secret of literary alchemy.
I’m sure there are younger writers interested in learning
about these secrets. Would you mind sharing them with us??

Answer:Paulo Coelho The average print run for a novel in the United
States or France is about three thousand copies—the same as in
Brazil. As for a secret formula, it does not exist: an author who
tries to express herself thinking only about the market may
have a successful book once, but she most likely will not repeat
the same success, which will not allow her to make a living by
writing. In my case, I did the only thing I should have done,
which is to use my writings to get to know myself better. As
long as I continue to be loyal to myself, without looking for
formulas, my readers also remain loyal. Literature has gotten
further away from criticism exactly because, instead of being
more traditional, criticism has become reactionary. As a result,
literary criticism has neither the power to sell nor to impede
the sale of books. The reader, on the other hand, observes reality
more closely and buys whatever reflects his or her state of
mind or the status quo. Consequently, two factions have
emerged: those who want to relive the past in the present
(many academics are still tied to a series of old traditions) and
those who truly live in the present (the readers).

QUESTION: Many attribute the success of your work, at least in part,
to the times in which we live. Since the pronouncement of the
death of all ideologies, it seems there is a desire to return to a
time in which there was greater concern for the human condition.
Your work, in all its simplicity, seems to have met this
desire. How do you respond to such comments??

ANSWER: The death of ideologies has not been declared. What has
taken place is the death of a whole system of archaic thoughts.
Men will always need an ideal, for it is part of human nature.
All men in my view are like volcanoes. The mass accumulates
but nothing is transformed on the surface. A man asks himself:
Will my life always be like this? In a given moment the process
of eruption beings. If he is intelligent, this man will allow the
lava in the interior to flow out and change the scenery of his
surroundings; if he is not, then he will try to control the explosion.
From then on, he will use all his energy in trying to keep
the volcano under control. I have been pragmatic enough to
understand that at certain moments in my life, it is necessary to
withstand the pain caused by the explosion in order to enjoy
the new scenery around me. There are many opinions as to
why humanity is always searching for its own ethics. A friend
of mine sent me a story once about a man who used to tell his
granddaughter about two animals that used to inhabit his soul:
a dog that protected it and a wolf that would devour anything
it could find. The granddaughter then asked him which one of
the two was the strongest, to which the man answered that the
strongest is always the one I feed the most, depending on the
circumstances. The central ideology of the human race, from
the beginning of time, is this: respect your neighbor.


QUESTION:You have received important recognitions in several
countries, such as France, Germany, Italy, Israel, and Brazil.
What is the importance of such recognition to you? Do you feel
you now have a greater social responsibility than when you
first started your career as a writer??

ANSWER: Who I am is found in each one of my books. They represent
several different aspects of my life, each one with its own
agony and ecstasy. They do not represent a universe that I idealized,
but one that I’ve lived. Therefore, I’m responsible for
each line I write. On the other hand, existence is always in constant
change, and I need to remain attentive to these changes in
order to continue to be worthy of what I write. This is my
responsibility: to be honest with myself. And now that I have
achieved celebrity status hardly imagined for a writer, I understand
that I can use my notoriety to fight for things I believe in.
That’s why I decided to create the Paulo Coelho Institute,
which cares for children and the elderly in Brazil with an
annual endowment of $300,000.

GO As a writer myself, I know well that each work is like a
child for us and that we don’t usually like to speak publicly of
our favorite children. But if I could ask you to allow an exception
here and talk about some of your favorite works, which
ones would they be??

ANSWERThe answer here lies in the question: we love our children
equally. Some do require more care than the others—but it
would be unfair to try to classify this or that work. We should
not judge love, we should just live it

Courtesy:University Of Oklahoma
Composed by
Mihir Jha,"A Coelho Fan".

Death!! O Death!!

Death!! O death!!
Pity on You!!
Smile not on your might!!
Me is not a prey of yours,
Nourish not desires to kill me!!
I am not gonna die,ney never!!
Take this body of mine away with you;
Take also the name tagged with it;
But then that's your limit.
That's the worst-best that you can do.

Tell me,If you can take from me my deeds;
The footprints that i leave on the sands of time,
The accolades which bears my name;
The pages of history which writes my testimony,
The messages that each of my write-ups carry;
The room that i occupy into the hearts of many,
The satisfaction with which i live each day;
The spark & ignition that accompanies my appearance,
The zeal,the zest,the tempo,the thirst of emerging a VICTOR;
The passion and the love to meet new challenges,
The grin that lurks my face in the most adverse circumstances;
And a yearning diehard-desire to live inspite of being dead,
Kill them who lived and learnt not to live one single day;
Prey them who lived for ages a life worth more than million-deaths.

Death!! O death!!
Pity on You!!
Smile not on your might!!
Me is not a prey of yours,
Nourish not desires to kill me!!
I am not gonna die,ney never!!
Take this body of mine away with you;
Take also the name tagged with it;
But then that's your limit.
That's the worst-best that you can do.

Composed By
Mihir Jha,"The Immortal".

An Experience Of A Self-Imposed Exile

It was Dec 2006, and though unofficial but classes were suspended and almost everyone fled away to their natives.For some strange reasons,i opted to stay there only and thought of something like a self-imposed exile.The only thing that i ensured was that i would live all alone with none to interfere in my lifestyle,watch me and pass comments on what i was going to do and what not.Sometime earlier Rahul,a close friend of mine had mentioned while gossipping that while he was in his first year RL hostel,he used to go to that Lord Shiva Temple,some 330 stairs up on a hill and that too on a regular basis.On inquiring him about the time that he consumed while climbing up he said that it took hardly 5 mins for him to reach the top.I might not have believed him had he not been Rahul because i had tried that hill once long back and it had taken me more than half an hour.

Being totally free and lonely too i thought of giving it a shot.Next morning i woke up earlier took a shower and headed for that Temple whose foothills were nearly 1 km away from my room.I always knew that it was not a tough deal for me but then i wanted to do it in 5-6 mins and that was no doubt tough,at least for me.Anyways i headed with a subconsciously confused thought but a firm ambition and also a gameplan.With time nearly closing to just six minutes i was ringing up the bells of the temple. Having offerred my prayers, i took my T-Shirts out to dry my sweat in the soothing free air at the hilltop and rested my back on one of the pillars of temple.Soon I started wondering as to what made the differrence in the time consumed for climbing on both the ocaasions .I quickly decided to give it a serious thought to check the issue and i decided to come the following morning as well.This time i started with a clear thought and the same gameplan and to my utter surprise i was up once again in less than six minutes.

Climbing there was no doubt satisfying but what was more satisfying was that i learnt a lesson in due course.What i did was that i kept it in mind right from the beginning of the journey that i had to reach the top and then never looked after that top in the middle of the journey but kept my focus on the immediately next stair to me.The result was effective and i could soon learn as to how long races are won and that too within no time.I came back to my room,streamlined all my tasks and started working with the same action plan.Target was to cover the entire book but the focus was on the chapter immediately ahead me.By the time other guys came back to college,i was almost over with my targets to prepare for my Campus Drive.Life for me changed.Now i had a cool approach to bigger goals.In fact i made it a routine for me every morning.I recall that i had climbed up for not less than sixty times if not more.That lesson apart,i also learnt an exceptionally outstanding way to start a day fuelled with lots of energy,blood and promptness.Yeah those who know me in general might not believe but then thats the fact that there was a time when i stayed all alone in Gunupur,climbed up that hill top each morning and covered a lot of things for the then upcoming campus drive and in due course i could also understand myself better.

The point here was not to boast myself but to share an experience.No target is big if it is taken bitwise one at a time with a subconsciously transfixed mind for the final target and the focus on small modules of it.Big races are won with that modular approach only.That apart,when i talked about that self-imposed exile i meant that "Often you get too much from this life to serve your appetite.Better take a break and spend sometime in complete solitude and total resignation to fate.It helps you ease off.It also help you understand yourself better.Yes it works."

Composed By
Mihir Jha,"On A Self-Imposed Exile"

I Am Happy....

Of late i have learnt to make some productive use of time.I will discuss sometime later in some other post of mine as to what exactly is my concept of productivity.But for the time being what is heartening to me is that i am growing up productive.I do a self introspection and peep back into my recent past six months and i observe that i am happy.If you wanna kow how,just read on:

1."Passing engineering had never been a big deal,neither for me nor for anyone else(i suppose) but then the way i cleared papers and especially my 8th sem was actually satisfying.I wanted it exactly that way.I am happy."

2."My Maa always had complaints that the only two reasons why i used to come home was either to sleep or to take my lunch/dinner and the rest of the time i kept loitering on the road.She always wanted me to stay in front of her eyes but damn careless me!!To my utter surprise,this time i made it other way.Yeah,this time i accompanied her right from her morning tea to the late night dinners and from her morning Aastha channell to the Baghbaan and Saas Bahu TV serials.It was an unusual routine but then at the end it was satisfying.I did that and I am happy."

3."I got my DL,PAN card and Passport issued in my favour.Now with a passport and a DL to my credit ,i can at least dream of flying overseas and some time think of buying a Mercedes Car.I know that i am putting myself in a fool's paradise.But then i am happy."

4."I never wanted my younger ones drop a single year for IIT as i did.My younger brother passed his XIIth this year and i got him admitted in a Deemed University in Chennai.I am happy."

5."I went to my native place to see my Dada,Dadimaa,Nanajee and Nanimaa.I also went for fishing in the nearby pond and lounged to the mango and strawberry trees.I could again sleep in my dadimaa's lap like a small kid and listen to some of my childhood days favourite tales.I am happy."

6."I always wanted to learn a programming language,a database language and an Operating System.I learnt C++, SQL ,and Unix Shell Programming Basics.I also came up with some good articels for my magazine and a few good poems on my blog.I also added a few hundred words to my poor vocab.I am happy."

7."I went to chennai to settle my brother and met with an old friend of mine.I am happy."

8".I never wanted to sit long in the home after my BTech and wanted to plunge into the corporate industry at earliest.I talked to the HR of the company i was placed (MPHASIS,EDS) and rightly guessesd that my joining may get delayed.I came to Bangalore on Aug the 12th and joined yet another company on 21st.I am happy."

9."I got my first salary and i called up Papa to cnvey it.You know what,he talked with me for 29 min and few seconds,perhaps the longest till now.I freed him from my liabilities and i could realise a unique relaxation in his voice.I respect him more than anyone else on the globe but then i could never give him a reason to laugh.This time smile lurked of his face.I am happy."

10."I always thought of getting someone who could be compatible with me and understand me inside-out.Ever since Vishal has gone,i have never found anyone of his stature.Then i opted to blogging.My blog understands me to some extent the same way as vishal used to.Its a silent listener of my nonsense ideas as was Vishal.I love chattering here.I am Happy."

Composed By
Mihir Jha,"I Am Happy".

A Hindi Write-Up From My Pen

"Nimitta"

Sheekawe to bahut honge tumhein is jindagi se,
Shiqayat bhi hogi us upar wale se;
Panne jab palatate hoge beete dinon ki ,
Galiyan to nikalti hi hongi dil se;
Kai sawalat bhi umar kar aate honge saamne,
Khayalat aansoo bankar gir parte honge;
Sapnon aur khwahishon ki mano arthiyan nikal gayi hongin,
Mayoos se ho gaye hoge tum;
Kisi mahfooz jagah ki talaash hogi shayad,
Kuchh pal akela baithne ka man karta hoga yaqeenan;
Andhere mein chhat par khare khud se kuchh kah rahe hoge bharsak,
Galtiyon ko dhoondhane ki koshis bhi ki hogee tumne;
Jawab na paakar,
Aankhon ke saamne ek shunya sa ban gaya hoga.

Darasal bebas aur lachhar ho gaye ho tum;
Jindagi par bojh ban gaye ho tum.
Kuchh khaas tha tumhare bhavishya mein,
Kuch alag tha tumhare haath ke lakeeron mein;
Banayaa gaya tha tumhen ek doosre maqsad se,
Taiyyar kar rahi thi waqt tumhein kisi doosre nimitta,
Kas rahi thi jindagi tumhein har kasauti par;
Shadyantra kar rahi thi prakriti tumhare paksha mein.
Bhavishya mein umeed ki ek kiran the tum.

Lekin shayad manjhdhar mein hi kho diya tumne us chahat ko;
Aur bare dauron ko jeetne ka wo dhairya,
Ghum ho gaya tumhara wo junoon wo pagalpan;
Aur wo jajba kuchh alag kar dikhane ka.
Bas kuchh aur intehanon ka sawaal hai,
Ek ujjawal bhavishya tumhare naam hai.
Janata hoon ki raah mein kuchh sapne toot gaye,
Kuchh khwahishen bane aur bankar wahin mit gaye.
Lekin unki jagah bhi to wahin thin,
Saath unhein jo tum laate;
Aage fir kabhi nahin badh paate.

Ab aur kuchh der na kar,
Waqt ke saath lukka chhippi ka khel mat kar.
Bas kuchh kadam aur aage chalna hai;
Peechhe ki har haari baaji ko ek hi baar mein jeet jana hai.
Daur mein aur bhi hain log khare,
Kahin aisa na ho ki rah jao tum dhare ke dhare.
Jo samajh na paya ab bhi is baat ko,
Phir bhoola na payega kabhi is raat ko.

Intezaar kar raha hai waqt tumhen gale lagane ko;
Ek ujjawal bhavishya hai aage tumhen chumne ko,
Jarorat hai to prakriti ke us rahasya ko samajhne ki;
Aur fir us raah par nirbhaya hokar nikal parne ki,
Tab tak jab tak mil na jaye wo nimitta;
Jiske liye racha tha prakriti ne ye shadayantra,
Utho aage badho aur bas badhte chalo;
Tab tak jab tak mil na jaye wo nimitta.

Racanakar
Mihir Kumar,"Kavi"