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"

Qotes From My Pen

"I love you.I love the child within you but at the sametime i hate you.I hate that child within you which is postgraduating at such a tender age to the degree of a priveleged showoff identity.I hate the same child within me too".

"Destiny is a kind of pseudoforce.Yes, it is this Pseudo Force which regulates one's life either implicitly or explicitly.It is this which acts unawres in one's nativity.It is infact a teacher which is often misinterpreted.It is an egocide which aims in keeping a man down to earth".

"This Life is a very topsy-turvy affair;Each chapter having its own share. You grow,mature and retire living each day,And inspite learn not actually to live even for a day.Each day you do die several deaths ,Yet you never know how to die.Ridiculous,isn't it??"

"No love can give a satisfaction better than loving yourself.Just fall mad in love with yourself and soon you will notice that the world moves the way you do.Do do that."

"There's no harm in rejoicing something that u don't deserve but when u get that you must strive to do justice with the same."

"Several relations die not because of confusion but because of expectations.I mean too much expectations..."

"There are certain puzzles which no mathematicians can solve.These are later solved by time,which is mightier than every Newton and Einstein.The point is not to say die but to put that on hold and try others.Trust me that helps..."

"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.Yes it works..."

"I believe that every being has something unique within.For some reason he/she might not understand that hidden self.The need is to explore that part of the person concerned.Once that is done,the person is simply on top of the world..."

"Friendship is a peculiar boon of heaven.To turn friends is tough.To survive friendship is tougher even pray therefore forever yours may remain.."

"Saturation is a lame excuse.It's an ultimatum of death..."

"Growth is all about how xjactly do you keep that innocent mewling kid within you and that grown-up self in equilibrium...."

"Often some decisions look like a big nonsense but with time that becomes a landmark.Learn 2 understand ur priorities 1st & then society..."

"For some strange reasons i find myself more a man when alone than when in group..."

"The biggest irony of my life is this that what people infer about me is always contrast to what i actually am.I wanted to change that.."

"I always wish to grow but never at the cost of my self respect.I am sorry,i can't do that.."

Composed by
Mihir Jha,"The Visionary"

A Touching Dialogue

Kabhi kabhi mere dil main khayal aata hain

Ki zindagi teri zulfon ki narm chhaon main guzarne pati

To sadab ho bhi sakti thi

Yeh ranjho gham ki siyahi jo dil pe chhayi hain

Teri nazar ki suahon main kho bhi sakti thi

Magar yeh ho na saka,

Magar yeh ho na saka aur ab ye aalam hain

Ki tu nahin, tera gham, teri joostjoo bhi nahin

Guzar rahi hain kuchh iss tarah zindagi jaise,

isse kisi ke sahare ki aarzoo bhi nahin

Na koi raah, na manzil, na roshni ka suragh

Bhatak rahin hai andheron main zindagi meri

Inhi andheron main reh jaonga kabhi kho kar

Main janta hoo meri hum-nafas, magar

kabhi mere dil main khayal aata hai!!


Copied From the movie "Kabhi Kabhi"
Courtesy
Mihir Jha

A Birthday Wish From My Pen

Moments Come,Moments Go;
But there are certain moments which stop still,
And ask you," is it yours??"
Your birthday is one such occassion,
When you need to take life sincerely;
And not seriously.
So spare not even a single moment;
Just live it upto the perfection
with utmost satisfaction
Dear **********,
"May your live be filled with joy
And every bit of it may you enjoy
Wishing You a Bright and Prosperous Future".

Yours
Mihir
(Written on 27th aug but posted today as i couldn't get time.)

A DREAM TESTIMONY

I am pissed of to wite this post.Yet i shall write.Reason??Its because i owed to write this in his orkut profile but since he has left, i have no other option but to put it here on my favvy blog.I had written one after a lot of effort but he deleted his profile during infy drive thus making the task even more herculian to me.I'd been trying to write it since last one year but invain.Reason?? I can't pen down.Sorry!!I am weak.....damn weak and totally helpless.

Speaking something about this lad is a privilege.Born of a gold medalist father,he was an inborn genius and a topper ever since his school days.He was an ideal in St. Karen's School.Such was the power of his memories that inspite of his slow writing speed, he never asked teachers to repeat the text during dictations just because his brain had everything scanned verbettum from all his textbooks.His career dipped on a few occassions(i must say i was a big reason behind that....lol).but then he bounced back and ended up as a topper in his deptt. during his engineering days.No sooner was the sem over that the juniors used to rush in to take his notes as he made them with such perfection that if printed it could serve the purpose of the most sought after soln of the book.He had an unquenchable thirst for success and a never say die attitude(hehe......i had put these lines in his resume and he repeated ditto in PI room when asked about himself, iwas always lucky to him....lol)which made him an extremely hard nut to grind.No sooner had he made it to infy,he started with IMS study material for CAT;simply unstoppable,one goal fter another and the list.....


If by now you have made an impression that he knew nothing else than books, i am sorry.You are mistaken.If you wanna know how generous and outspoken he was,just go to the Boring Road locality where he lived and ask 5 persons,i am sure at least 4 of them would definitely take you straightway his home.Yes there was hardly anyone of his age in his locality who didn't keep this lad in his good books.He had one of the biggest friend circles in Patna.Since his circles included more juniors and seniors too,i often used to call him,"Liliputian Ka Sultan.......lol".There were occassions when i used to pull his legs saying,"The Prince of Boring Road tends to be the king of India...and bla bla.....",taking his vast popularity into consideration.If you actually wanna know about his personality,better ask a gal of his acquintance.Yes ever since his school days till last,no two gals remained comfortable with each other both of whom studied with him under the same roof.He used to get slam books from them whose last pages read as,"My Dream Lover:Vishal Shankar"..... Ya thats a fact.In one sentence,"He was an irresistible magnet and others around him were mere iron filings."

Expalining how juxtaposed we were to each other is to me a job tougher than the toughest ever done.The journey which started as a deal(hehe...ya he came to me with a kinda deal......lol)in the beginning finally set an example and redefined friendship.In long run of our togetherness,there were occassions when others used to feed our ears against each other but instead of barking on them,we could add a few more words to support them and later on both of us could sit together and would burst into peals of laughter discussing these feedbacks and pulling each others legs..... awesome, unforgettable,lifetime-best-days.If i take a flashback, i come to realise it was he who could help me smile,who could wipe out my tears,who could always stand by me,who could always guide me,who could never let me go alone,who knew my strengths,who knew my weaknesses,who knew my real potential,who could bet on me blindly,who could bark on me for me,who could gimme a shoulder to rest,who could go to any extent to listen to my nonsense thoughts and deep never-to-be hushed up secrets and could come out with a practical solution,in short he know me in my entirety.Had he been alive right now,he would have said,"What he said rt now is true but mihir reciprocated more than what i did".But our friendship was not a constraint of who did how much.It was unconditional.Just a look at each other's face used to help us ease off by 50%,if not more.Both of us acknowledge that.

It won't be fair if i thank him for anything but here i must confess which i could never do when he was with me,neither in personal nor in public.Hey Vishal,"You know what,if at all i am alive today with my feet firm on the ground and heads held high,i must admit that you had been the biggest support to me for that.Yes the biggest.I know you won't accept it but i tell you,your life would have hardly been affected had i not come with you but i won't have been the same that i am today without you.......and i mean it.Anywz i can't write athing more now.Bahut likha sala.Won't say any sorry,won't say any thanx but yeah will definitely say that i lived up with every promise that i made but u left me helpless in the midst like a fraud and i won't forgive you for that at any cost.That was unfair.You didn't have such rights.I never bestowed such rights to you.Did I??No....its tough for me to spend the rest of live without you.Chal Bye."

YOURS & NLY YOURS
MIHIR.

An Unsung Hero

Shwetank,the son of an IPS officer from Patna scored 0 out of 10 in Std.I in a single digit multiplication table and his mother left no scope in alleging the officer husband to be responsible for the duck.The father,unlike others opted not for any lame excuse and asked a simple question to the lad,"What is the biggest number in the world?? " Shwetank paused for a moment and said that there was no no. in the world as such as any no. could be incremented by 1.Then and there the officer discovered a teacher within him and the boy discovered the concept of infinity.He tutored both his issues-Richa and Shwetank and years later they cracked the most prestigious IIT-JEE.You might be wondering as to why did i go to write such an issue as many of you might have been tutored by your parents and would have finally got through some institutes of national or international repute.Hang on!!!!This officer unlike you all didn't stop here only and decided to carry on the teaching skills that he developed to help several young and budding talents in the state for whom FIIT-JEE, BANSAL, VIDYAMANDIR,PIE etc were a distant dream.

Yes,Abhayanand,a 1977 batch IPS topper and presently posted as Additional Director General of Police in BMP decided to let the teacher within him go public inspite of being cushioned to an elite post not for the lust of money but with a vision.He came in touch with Anand Kr,the great Mathematics wizard who couldn't pursue his studies in Cambridge University due to his own poverty started his own tutorial to train students for IIT-JEE which also helped him serve his livelihood.Their collaboration marked the beginning of a new journey and both decided to select a group of 30 students based purely on merit and trained them under personal guidance with all facilities ranging from toothpaste to books free of cost.The bunch of these elite students was named as "Super 30".This concept, tested in2003 produced 18 IITians.These numbers increased to 22 in 2004,26 in 2005,28 in 2006 and the magic figure of 30 was achieved in this year.Today he stands taller than any other officer of his batch.He was a nominee for the CNN-IBN Indian of the year award.He is an "Unsung Hero".He has his own concepts of teaching profession.He says,"We need to activate the students brain and develop lateral thinking capabilities.A teacher never gives the right answer,he keeps asking right questions.Raw knowledge doesn't matter,processed knowledge does.When interviewed he once said,I don't charge tuition fees from students but yeah,I do take Gurudakshina.Dear students,if ever you wish to reciprocate me,do it for the society exactly the way you received from it".What great thoughts!!!!Isn't it??

The nation today has lacs of teachers and professors but then how many of them do it with a vision to make life and career of a child.Isn't it that 99% of them do it because it is their profession.The need of the hour today is to do the same with a vision and not with a profession.I think that 10,000 such Abhayands are just enough to achieve the magic figure of 100% literacy in a country as great as that of ours.Hey,can you do it for the society without charging a rupee or even if you charge can you do it with a vision??Can you do it for the rich and the poor alike??Can you do it because your institution is not a grocery shop and your students aren't consumers but because your institution is a temple where you are the god and all your students are your true devotees.Peep deep within yourself.Once you do that in your profession and develop that vision,you will build a new India.That will be a literate India.That will be a Developed India.There it is where Happiness and Comfort will find its real meaning and definition.Do do that as this Unsung Hero,Abhayanand did.

Composed by
Mihirjha,"A True Visionary"

Creativity:The Panacea of Loneliness.

Loneliness is a curse.Its like a rictus which makes you hollow from within if it goes unawares.It's like a creeper which gets an to you and sucks everything juicy that you have.you opt to switch off your lights and sit thinking something and cursing someone for on reason or the other.If it persists long,it infects your smile.The very attitude of the victim becomes negative. Distraction, confusion, irritation, temper, tension, hopelessness,fear,hatred and a sense of uselessness prevails.You loose your self-confidence.Even molehills begin to appear as mountains.The horizon seems darker than ever.Often the very purpose of life seems lost.People hardly find a reason to live in.These circumstances fork to death and soon the very existence of the being is lost.It is an epidemic.It is a fatal as such that even the human beings,the best of all species on earth often opt to say die.

A thorough diagnosis of the endemic says that it's not loneliness which makes one weak rather its the weak who let loneliness take a toll on itself.This weakness comes due to deficiency of knowledge.With knowledge,i don't mean Einstein's theories rather i mean wisdom.I mean that which makes you capable of distinguishing between the good and the bad,love and hatred,life and death,victory and defeat and several other such sensitive issues.Knowledge breeds creativity.Creativity is the panacea of this loneliness.It leads to love.Love yearns a desire for improvement.This in turn develops into passion.This passion gives you areason to live.You hardly find time to care for who thinks about you and who doesn't.You are wrapped in your own thoughts,draped in your own vision.You are now an optimist.In fact you are now the master of your own destiny.You indulge yourself in several small big and small things.You reamin busy round the clock and smile lurks of your face.

Then comes a stage when you smile even if you are all alone,in complete solitude.Reason??It's because you have wisdom.You are now creative.You know how to unwind urself in spare time.You peep deep within yourself,analyse and look for everything possible both as an individual and also as a professional.You often sit to do things which interests you,e.g-painting,writing,dancing,singing,watching movies,blogging,gardening or anything of your choice.The same loneliness is now a blessing in disguise.You begin to look beauty in thousand forms.The point is to gain wisdom and truth.That which makes you creative.Just fall in love;love with yourself and everything.you can get rid. This way you can get rid of this fatal disease and live a live worth several incarnations.Thus be creative.Thats the panacea of the epidemic.

Composed by
Mihirjha,In Complete Solitude.

Let's Teach India

Hey,what your plans this weekend??Shall you join us on our trip to Aqua-tika and Zoo or have you already kept them reserved to go on date with your partner??Hey,temme if you are planning for a movie in Inox or else come and join us in the celebrity show that we have planned.Though even staying back at home and sleeping as much as possible is also not a bad idea either.What do you sya man??These are some of the most coomonly asked questions these days by those who wish to live very moment of the life these at the cost of the hard earned money.having worked hard in a pressure cooker situation,people have no doubt,every right to take some time off their busy routine and ease off on the weekends.There's no point questioning the way they spend their money and holidys that they they have to their glory.But then the question is that in a country like India where Illiteracy,Povert and Unemployment stand tall enough to eclipse the lavish lifestyle of a handful of elite working class,do we have the rights to spend those weekends and spare time snoring on cushions or boozing in Parties the way we do??

No i don't intend to question your lifestyle.I just can't do that as long as you don't accept yourself to be the 1 billion.I beg your pardon if i do so but then I acn appeal on humanitarian grounds to at least to think over these spare times with a differrent viewpoint.I mean the perception.Yes, easing off is but your right but what if you find some productive ways of retiring.The "Teach India"initiative by the TOINS people is one such step which aims at teaching poor and needy at least 2-hrs a week in collaboration with several NGOs.Reports say that the move has found a huge response in all the four metros.The need is to experiment these new measures and check out the differrences.Experiences from those in the Teach India initiative say that although it takes a lot of effort of them to teach those poor and sassy children but at the end of the day it takes them to a unique satisfaction level which is unparallelled.Thoughts and initiatives like this bring in a transition in the society.Such transitions are the needs of the society today.How long shall we remain self-centered??Who will raise the masses in our society if we don't??Why can't we think something above threshold and differrent than others than what our aristocratic ancestors did??How long shall we overlook our responsibilities as a human being??Whats the use of getting all the comfort,name and fame if others around us strive even for their existence??I find the aged ones ie those senior citizens spending hours sitting idle lighting incensed sticks with athought that they deserve all those after retirement.What is the point sitting on a samadhi and waiting for death toknock at your door??It is the productivity which makes life a life.Isn't it ridiculous to think that at any stage of your life that you have done enough and have very right to spend time sitting idle unless you are no more than a potato-couch.Isn't it irony that the so called best species on the planet,Human beings think that they have saturated and cant work anymore??Saturation is a lame excuse.It's an ultimatum of death.

Let's change the mindset.Let's learn those basics.Let's change the attitude.Lets not repeat the mistakes of our self-centered ancestors.Let allof us irrespective of our reserves join hands together and make this a better place to live in.Trust me this is the kind of religion that India of today needs to practice..It is this and only this path which give you the bliss of highest kind.Nothing can match the ecstatic pleasure that a lifestyle based on these principles shall give.Let's Teach India.
Mihirjha,"The Teacher"

My Eternal Love

Gimme a day of your life;

Just one day once bfore I die.

I wanna You straddle back on my bike;

And take You on a long drive in the carefree sky,

To the roads we never walked alone,

To the school grounds we played hide-n-seek,

To the parks where You learnt flying kites from Me,

To the conduits where we rejoiced sailing paper boats,

To the roofs we enjoyed dancing in the rains,

To the hill-tops where we played with flakes of snow,

To the meanders we went for strolls,hand in hand,

To the rock gardens where we both etched our names,

And to every ephemeral joys down the memory lane,

Yeah,I know my fate;yet wanna give it a try,

Just once before I bid a final good-bye.

Gimme a day of Your life;

Just one day once before I die.

I wanna take You my home;

And serve with butterscotch and luscious juice.

I wanna rub my wet hands on those stickers;

To emboss once again the funny tatoos on ur palms.

I wanna You bathe once again with sandal & yoghurt;

I bought it for Your pallor face and fugacious hair.

I wanna You stand sometimes in front of the mirror;

And flush with joy and blush with shy.

Treacherous lady!,I just wanna you realise;

That transient are the vanities of Your sublime beauty,

And my love for You is the only thing eternal.

Yeah,I know my fate;yet wanna give it a try;

Just once before I bid you a final good-bye.

Gimme a day of Your life;

Just one day once before I die.

I wanna you go through

All those texts written in solitude in my diary,

And behold those greetings cards and bouquets;

That I bought on each of Your anniversaries.

And wear those suits and sarees

On which I spent years doing embroidery

I wanna you share a drink with me,

And wanna gaze you till I touch Your soul,

And propose you with subtle voice and wet eyes,

And decieve myself with the possession of a dream bride,

Yeah I know my fate;yet wanna give it a try,

Just once before i bid You a final good-bye.

Composed By: Mihir,"The Crazy Lover"

The Three I adore

1.Amitabh:MilleniumStar
Not beacuse he ruled on the Indian Film Industry consecutively for two decades once he made his debut and had to his glory almost every super-hits of 70's and 80's and also not because of the perfection with which he played roles from ngry Young man to the Drunkard,a playboy to a Don but because all these came after a series of flops since his first film till he reached the pinnacle of stardom in1973 with Zanjeer.Not because he is the sought after star till date ever since he made his comeback in 2000 and was the first Bollywood actor to get the Wax Status at Madame Tussads and not because he was the star of the millenium and he took the indian telivision with a storm with his KBC but because it all came at a time when his ABCL had totally collapse and was declared a failed company by Indian Industries Board and he was at the verge of bankruptacy.Today he is one of the higest tax payers in the Indian Film Industry.Today,every moment of his life is productive even at the age of late 60's.I want to be as cool,as patient,as creative and as productive as him.
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2.Sachin:The Demi God

Not because he is the only batsman on the globe whose reportire has two shots reserved for every deliver,not because he had to his credit at some point of time or the other almost every record that a batsman could possess,not because world's leading wicket-takers get nightmares of this legend,not because he has the rare distinction of being the lone cricketer in the history to be invited by the Recluse Sir Don Bradman on his birthday,not also because Queen Elzabeth-II wishes him to honour knighthood but because inspite of having a demi-god stature he is till date most humble,disciplined and honest sportsman.He is the riches yet down to earth.Even today when he walks to the crease in any part of the world from his hometown mumbai to arch rivals' Lahore or Perth amidst deafening shouts of applause and several standing ovations he looks skywards appealing to some mysterious forces as if he is jus to debut.When on low,which he'd seldom been,unlike others he he opts not to talk and the next day he's yet another record to his glory.The perfectionist still looks for rooms of improvement.Even today very single run gives him the same joy,the same excitement.He's an unquenchable thirs for success.He is a master of the game yet prefers to remain a student.I want to be a sudent like him:--ever-learning.I adore him.

3.Swami:The Legend

Not because the world never witnessed a scholar of his caliber,but because unlike others he never cared for hios name,fame and even his body and wasted no energies in frothy talks and instead came up with maverick thoughts and revolutionary ideas and implemented them at the grassroot level tirelessly throughout his life.He had enough knowledge to reach to that super-conscious stae of spiritual ecstacy and might have attained salvation much before he died yet he sacrificed the bliss of that highes kind and devoted all his energies in seeking other's salvation without the slightest thought of heaven and hell.He in his speech in the Parliament Of Religions in the Great Hall of Columbus in 1893,unlike other representatives of religious beliefs of over 1200 human races who stood for their respective societies or churches or sets,advocated for universal religion which could be the sum total of all and had a place of individuality of every human being from the lowes brutes to the highest aristocrats and from the theist to agnostics whose soul aim was construction and not destruction,love and only love and had no room for hatred,eternal knowledge and no hypnotism and yet had infinite scope of development.He defines religion with his own ideas and thoughts saying,"So long as there is even a single dog in my country is without food,my soul aim will be to feed it".If that is exactly what religion is, i want to follow this religion.I want to follow this philosophy.I want to inject life to that Swami which is becoming extinct.I adore him.
N0te:This Post and the one above should be considered under the title,"The Three I adore"
Composed by
Mihir Jha,"Always a Learner"

Destiny:The Pseudoforce

I take a stroll,come across this Nursery,behold the mysterious nature of these flowers,pause for a moment and start wondering,"They were all produced of seeds from pollen grains of the same pistil.They were all sown into the same piece of land and lived under the same sky.They all drew minerals from the same source and heat from the same Sun.They were watered at the same time and nurtured by the same gardener.Yet all of them had differrent utilities.Some of them were used for making aroma compounds of perfumes,deodrants,talcs and facials while some were used for medicinal purposes.Some of them formed the basis of a successful love story while some went to serve sacred purposes.Some went to birthday parties while some to the death anniversaries.Some were kissed and preserved in the books and some dumped into the garbage.Some beautified a bride's hair while some hugged terrorists".

"What went wrong with those who were dumped??What extra was there in those which were kissed and preserved??There are several such questions which make me restless and confused.I ponder for a while over several such questions which make me sleepless and put me in a dilemma.I feel puzzled over the nature of these conspicious forces and end up with only one answer,"Destiny".Yes it is this Pseudo Force which regulates one's life either implicitly or explicitly.It is this which acts unawres in one's nativity.It is infact a teacher which is often misinterpreted.It is an egocide which aims in keeping a man down to earth.It comes in the form of inevitables.The point is not to boast yourself when on high.The point is not to say die when on a low.At the end of the day your concsience must say that you gave your best.Every flower served some purpose.They did what they were destined to.It is the productivity which matters.A particular day might not belong to you.The point is to keep patience and accept things.Complaints hardly help.Adversities do try.He is brave who smiles even in these odds.This is where lies the differrence between human beings and others.He is wise who understands the other side of this pseudo-force.So look for that side.

Composed By

Mihir,The Destined

A Favourite Of My School Days

यह कदंब का पेड़ अगर माँ होता यमुना तीरे।
मैं भी उस पर बैठ कन्हैया बनता धीरे-धीरे।।
ले देतीं यदि मुझे बांसुरी तुम दो पैसे वाली।
किसी तरह नीची हो जाती यह कदंब की डाली।।
तुम्हें नहीं कुछ कहता पर मैं चुपके-चुपके आता।
उस नीची डाली से अम्मा ऊँचे पर चढ़ जाता।।
वहीं बैठ फिर बड़े मजे से मैं बांसुरी बजाता।
अम्मा-अम्मा कह वंशी के स्वर में तुम्हे बुलाता।।
बहुत बुलाने पर भी माँ जब नहीं उतर कर आता।
माँ, तब माँ का हृदय तुम्हारा बहुत विकल हो जाता।।
तुम आँचल फैला कर अम्मां वहीं पेड़ के नीचे।
ईश्वर से कुछ विनती करतीं बैठी आँखें मीचे।।
तुम्हें ध्यान में लगी देख मैं धीरे-धीरे आता।
और तुम्हारे फैले आँचल के नीचे छिप जाता।।
तुम घबरा कर आँख खोलतीं, पर माँ खुश हो जाती।
जब अपने मुन्ना राजा को गोदी में ही पातीं।।
इसी तरह कुछ खेला करते हम-तुम धीरे-धीरे।
यह कदंब का पेड़ अगर माँ होता यमुना तीरे।।
रचनाकार: सुभद्राकुमारी चौहान

Extracted from Hindi Textbook of My School days

Courtesy:

Mihir,"The Mamma's Boy"

......What shall i miss???

..........What shall i miss??? So finally the four years of exile is over.I'll call it to be no less than an exile only and hope all of you who had been here shall undisputedly agree.Yet there are memories which on occassions take toll on me.I have tried to collect them in two parts:1.General Gunupr Life 2.Sai Krupa Nivas Life.

1.General Gunupur Life:
........i'll miss bunking the classes and yet being present on register,
........i'll miss the deep cooling ac's & fast PC's of internet lab,
........i'll miss the courtesy of Gauri Pattanaik & co. of Exam Section,
........i'll miss well foprmatted undertakings or MOUs during form fill-ups,

........i'll miss reservation forms for books of library,
........i'll miss tracing girls soon after the lunch breaks,
........i'll miss my trekking expeditions & Photo-sessions to Tiger-hills,
........i'll miss swimming pools and cool-parlours,
........i'll miss my all time favourite "MADHUBAN",
........i'll miss telugu hit songs on Krishna Bhaina's bus,
........i'll miss Nelluri,Shiva Bhaina Tea Stall,Shubham Grocery wala,
........i'll miss our Thek(adda) near Ashwin's shop,
........i'll miss every night out before our semester papers,
........i'll miss all the rumuours that hit the front page of Gunupur-Times.

2.Sai-Krupa Nivas Life:

.......i'll miss the art with which Jaypee scanned sitting at Thek,
.......i'll miss the Murli's deep Passion for Hair-Designing,
.......i'll miss d confidence with which saket always said,"SHART LAGAYEGA",
.......i'll miss Debu's great hindi saying,"Paani De Raha Hai",
.......i'll miss sheru's devotion in attending the office,
.......i'll miss Bhagawan's Hanuman Chalisaa & of-course his pickles,
.......i'll miss bhai's quick-fire credit calculations and his excelent sense of humour,
.......i'll miss Maithy's Passion 4 CS and the accolades wonby him

.......i'll miss Michaelo's passion for rats,

.......i'll miss partho's guitar

.......i'll miss Vineet,saumya and all sub juniors.
.......i'll miss Bachha's typical,"GHANTA MERA",
.......i'll miss long discussion sessions on EPL held by Ankush,
.......i'll miss Bio's simple and silent steps to become a gold medalist,
.......i'll miss Paaji's firm faith in OSO & his efforts 2 make India T-20 Champs,
.......i'll miss Srikkanth's passion 4 cricket & his prompt,"AGYA",
.......i'll miss Lale Chotha for his geat Patnivrata attitude,

.......i'll miss Baba for his,"Akhir insaan ko hi insaan se pyar hota hai"
.......i'll miss my Roomy,Sunny for his Cookrookooand Viruses,
.......i'll miss
Krishna Bhaina-Ganesh Bhaina friendship and his great recipes,
.......i'll miss all those cricket,football carrom & Patti sessions,
.......i'll miss every wits and pranks that we shared at THEK,

.......last but not the least i'll miss every saturday night's parties at 8P.M
Composed By
MIHIR JHA,ALUMNI,
GIET,GUNUPUR

I Killed That Nonsense witout a zitch.....

Like every child,i was also born naked and of-course innocent,
Even i loved retiring in my mother's lap,
And listening to lullabies sung by her and wild fairy tales,
But then for some strange reasons i found that,
When i grew up and matured as a man and as a professional,
The child within me always kept crying for several silly items,
Fed up and annoyed with this I killed that nonsense without a zitch,
It always used to put me in a dilemma and left me totally confused,
It used to shed tears on several issues which hardly exist and matter the least.

Now i am a Man,much more matured and free in my goals and ambitions,
I am an engineer,courteous,respected,admired,rich,and selflessly selfish,
I know the mathematics and have set the routine on these formulae,
I have learnt formalities and have become much more social,
I have learnt to say sorry for the mistakes which i never did,
I have learnt to laugh on things which hardly interest me when in group,
I have learnt to shed tears for the things which hardly ever touched me,
I have learnt to wake up in the morning without sleep in the night,
I have learnt to digest food which hardly give a taste to my tongues.

I have learnt to clear those exam papers which i never studied,
I have learnt to take credits for the jobs which i never did,
I have learnt to praise the corporate whores as an epitome of beauty,talent and character,
I have learnt to say that i care the least for him/her even if he or she is closest to me,
I have learnt to celebrate my failures and setbacks,
In brief, i must say that i have learnt to befool myself,and thats a tough art
And its all because i killed that nonsense child within me which always kept me confused,
I had no other option if i had to make an identity or else the fucking society could have killed me;
At the end i would say that i am Happy& successful too.

Yes,i am happy cutting my birthday cakes in the absence of my dear him/her,
I am happy partying with the ones who at the times of my peril never cared for me,
I am happy making a false repo in the society and manipulating the same,
I am happy joining the mob whose single member never impressesd me,
I am happy saying my love and the cynosure of my eye that she doesn't deserve me;
Oh no,no suggestions.Do hell with your ethics,etiquettes,values and principles,
They are all nothing but a rash and totally hollow from inside,
Either you leave me alone with complete loneliness at my disposal
Or you kill this man within me,but both can't exist at a time.

Composed by
Birthday Boy,
"Mihirjha"

Different Me......

Every creature on the globe is different than its conterparts.I believe that so am i.Well how??Check it out??

1. ....while a majority of you hardly think of wearing formals,most of the times you can see me wearing formals.Strange na??hhahha.......

2. .....come my room anytime and you will find a 60-watt bulb glowing over my table tied in a nail with its extension wire,even though the tubes work well.I always prefer with light only in one corner of the room and the rest three(corners) black.The reason behind that is still unknown to me but i can't afford tubes.

3. .....people back here in my hostel can die out of thirst but won't drink water which is not filtered.On the contrary i would have hardly cared for aquaguard any day in the past four years.No not because i am allergic of aquaguards but but because it makes me irritated to wait for 5mins for a glass of water.kya soh rahe ho??.......yahi na ki ham hopeless hain ........ya i am.hhhahhaaa

4. ....come 1st Jan. and i wait for my dad to gift me that engagement pad which he gets from his office.I keep it there on my table and start planning for different small & big targets and at the end of the year analyse myself to be nothing but an over-ambitious duffer and a typical idiot.Yet i wait for the next 1st Jan and ....same routine??Hhhahhh.......

5. ....i find a good chunk of my friend circle retiring on the bed for almost 10-hrs,if not more while on the contrary i develop a headache if i sleep for more than 7 hours a day.The reason why i say."i am restless",in my profile.Hansi aa rahi hai???hanso bindaas haso...hhhaahhha.....

6. ....quite often i meet a guy on the way and talk at length and when i get totally confused about his identity i start looking for the passersby and seek some other friends to join us.I Introduce that friend of mine to the fellow i had been talking with and pay my ear to what name this man is going to say.I simply can't ignore saying i don't know you.I want you all to be my close friend. hhahhhhaaa........

7.......i have till date not been able to understand how my face always appears to be a familiar one even to the places where i had been for the first time.I went to Tata for my training in XLRI and a guy said that he had seen me in KOTA and knew me very well as i studied with him in Bansal.I never knew what Bansal actually was.I went to a pan shop for the first time and he asked to pay the rest of the dues as early as possible!!I took admission here for my Btech and few Oriya coleagues inquired as to whether they had met me earlier on any occassion or not(referring BBSR and Cuttack)Strange??Who knows someone is murderd tomorrow and the witness shall say that it was me.......!!hmmm....hhhhahhha......

8. ......reservation Tickets,unlike many others had never been a constraint to my journey across any part of the country.If i've decided to go,rain or fire can't stop me.Kya soch rahe ho,yahi na ki hum mental hain??....well you have every right.hhahhah.......

9. .......i had always been a poor student throughout my life but i still have almost every book right from Std-VI till my IIT preparation days back there in my Book-Shelf. I go back to home, look after them with great affection,think for a moment to read them and quite often take out some of them as well but finally go to the bed expressing my inabilities.Dekha to meri uthkantha??...hhhahhha

10. .....there are occassions when i feel very lonely,cnfused and distracted and find myself extremly difficult to handle.Unlike others,under those circumstances i quickly dress up reach the nearest bus stop,pick up my college bus and make 2-3 rounds frommy room tocollege and back,sitting near window,gazing the barren lands and mountain and listening to the songs.Others hardly make use of the money that they paid to college.Dekha to paisa kaise wasoolte hain??.....hhahhha.

11. ......there are occassions when i sit in front of the laptop either to play spider solitaire or to write an article for my magazine and unlike others i don't select a playlist but listen one single melody for the whole period unless the job is over.you would be amazed to know that i listened to one song,"Hey Shona",continuosly for not less than a week.Queer,isn't it??hhhaahha

12. ......apart from the basic amenities that everyone requires i can spend years together very easily if i have a system with internet connections at my disposal.Surprised??hhhaahha

13. .....people often say that i am arrogant and very rude on occassions.A few days back i was watching the movie,"ZAKHM",starred by my favourite Ajay Devgan and tears welled up my eyes twice.May be i don't have the manners to talk and courtesy to deal with others.But you may excuse me for being insane.Well,any movie with a theme touches me but i can't afford the wild ones like Spiderman or SAW or THE GRUDGE etc. "...what a hopeless fellow am i",isn't it??

14. ....they say that i am selfish.I remember when i was rejected in my campus drive for L&T infotech on the 4th day in Panel PI at around 1:45 pm and inspite of that i sat there upto 10:30pm withou lunch and dinner unless the last candidate ofour college was interviewed merely with an intention to give them a moral support while all others rejected fled away within mins.Yet i accept others remarks and claim that even if i am not selfish,i am selfish.After i have right to live my life in my style.Queer,isn't it??..hhhahhha

15. .....i have a very unusual habit of guessing the characterisics and nature of a person in my first meeting.I find it that my guess,on majority of the occassions,i contradict with my forecasts soon after a few meetings but in the end i find it to be 100% the same that i guessed it in the first meet. ...hey that doesn't mean that i am a face-reader but because i love relating one's personality,communication skills,behaviour with one's intentions and attitude.I find myself very happy when my predictions go right.Believe it or not but PSYCHOLGY for me matters.Haahhhaa.....

16. .......they say i am over-confident,bindaas,carefree,happy,jolly-minded,secured,always bursting into laughters,very clear in my thinking and attitude but the fact is this that i always feel very insecured, helpless, confused, distracted, lonely, frustrated,weak,fighting-with-my-own-self and often thinking to go for a self-imposed exile. .....but then you can't quit it that way, atleast i can't. No I can't say die.I shall strive.I shall strive for my own existence....and i shall continue to smile,at least for you.hhhahha

17......you would sometimes find me saying that i care the least for the society but the fact is this that society had always been big constraint to me and my lifestyle. ....i can't live in isolation.If at all you listen anything like that from me,think not that i hate you but take it like this that,"I LOVE YOU',and i can't live without you.Queer,isn't it??...hhahha.........

18. ......at times when i sit in a group and start doing some wits and pranks or opt for compulsive talking and my friends begin to fear from my tempo of speech deliverance they start giggling me as perhaps that apperas to be the only way out they can get rid of me.They leave me bursting into peals of laughter unless my eyes shed??That is someting i simply can't tolerate and become totally helpless.Hey why r u pointing those fingers towards my belly??No!Ney,you stop there!!Achha babba sorry!!Haahhhahaa........
Composed By
Different Me....
Mihirjha

Extracts From MY Favourite Books

ALCHEMIST:
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".....What is the world's greatest lie?",the boy asked completely surprised."It is this:that at a certain point in our lives,we lose control over our lives,we lose control of what's happenning to us,and our lives become controlled by fate.That's the world's greatest lie...."

".....at that point in their lives,everything is clear and everything is possible.They aren't afraid to dream,and to yearn for everything they would like to see happen to them in their lives.But as time passes, a mysterious force begins to convince them that it will be impossible for them to realize this destiny......."

"......everyone seems to have a clear idea of how other people should lend their lives,but none about his or her own life....."

"......it is the possibility of having a dream come true which makes life interesting....."

"......the horizon was tinged to red and suddenly the sun appeared..."

".......if you start out promising what you don't even have yet, you'll lose your desire to work towards getting it......."

".......the boy was beginning to understand that intuitionis really a sudden immersion of the soul into the universal current of life,where the histories of all people are connected,and we are able to know everything because it's all written there....."

".......everyday was there to be lived or mark one's departure from this world.Everything depended on one word:maktub......."

"....courage is the quality most essential of understanding the language of the world....."

".......you must understand that love nnever keeps a man from pursuing his destiny।If he abandons that pursuit,its because it wasn't true love....the love that speaks the language of the world...."

".........When you are close to your destiny equipped with nothing but courage and vision nature tests you to the limit before handing itover to you......."

"........one is loved because one is loved.No reason is neededfor loving......."

".......They were seeking treasure of their destiny,without actually to live out the destiny...."

"......listen to your heart।It knows all things,because it came from the soul of the world,and it will one day return there........"

"......it was the language of enthusiasm,of things accomplished with love and purpose and as
part of a search for something believed in and desired....."

".......every search begins with beginners' luck.And every search ends with victors'being severely tested......."

".......when you are loved,you can do anything in creation.When you are loved,there's no need at all to understand what's happening,because everything happens within you,and even man can turn themselves into the wind.As long as the wind helps of-course......."

"........if there hadn't been a sixth day,man wouldn't exist;copper would always be just copper,and lead just lead.It is true that everything has its destiny but one day that destiny will be realized.So each thing has to transform itself into something better,and to acquire a new destiny,until one day soul of the destiny becomes one thing only........"

".......love is the force that transforms and improves the scent of the world.When i first reached through to it,i thougt the soul of the world is perfec.But later i could see that it was like other aspects of creation,and it was passions and wars.It is we who nourish the soul of the world and the world we live in will be neither better nor worse.And thats where the power of love comes in.Because when we love we always strive to become better than what we are........"

".......A current of love rushed from his heart and the boy began to pray.It was a prayer that he had never said before,because it was a prayer without words or pleas......."

".......the boy reached through to the soul of the world,and saw that it was a part of the soul of God.And he saw that the soul of God was his own soul.And that he a boy could perfor
m miracles......."

"........instead,it brought the scent of the perfume he knew very well,and touch of a kiss-a kiss that came from far away,slowly,slowly,until it rested on his lips..."

".......the boy smiled it was the first time.....he had never done that...."

GEETANJALI
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Mind Without Fear

Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;

Where knowledge is free;

Where the world has not been broken up

into fragments by narrow domestic walls;

Where words come out from the depth of truth;

Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;

Where the clear stream of reason

has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit;

Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action---

Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake।

Who is This?

I came out alone on my way to my tryst.

But who is this that follows me in the silent dark?

I move aside to avoid his presence but I escape him not.

He makes the dust rise from the earth with his swagger;

he adds his loud voice to every word that I utter.

He is my own little self, my lord, he knows no shame;

but I am ashamed to come to thy door in his company

Death

O thou the last fulfilment of life,

Death, my death, come and whisper to me!

Day after day I have kept watch for thee;

for thee have I borne the joys and pangs of life.

All that I am, that I have, that I hope and all my love

have ever flowed towards thee in depth of secrecy.

One final glance from thine eyes

and my life will be ever thine own.

The flowers have been woven

and the garland is ready for the bridegroom.

After the wedding the bride shall leave her home

and meet her lord alone in the solitude of night।

Parting Words

When I go from hence

let this be my parting word,

that what I have seen is unsurpassable.

I have tasted of the hidden honey of this lotus

that expands on the ocean of light,

and thus am I blessed

---let this be my parting word.

In this playhouse of infinite forms

I have had my play

and here have I caught sight of him that is formless.

My whole body and my limbs

have thrilled with his touch who is beyond touch;

and if the end comes here, let it come

--let this be my parting word।

Farewell

I have got my leave. Bid me farewell, my brothers!

I bow to you all and take my departure.

Here I give back the keys of my door

---and I give up all claims to my house.

I only ask for last kind words from you.

We were neighbors for long,

but I received more than I could give.

Now the day has dawned

and the lamp that lit my dark corner is out.

A summons has come and I am ready for my journey।

ELEVEN MINUTES
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For I am the first and the last
I am the venerated and the despised
I am the prostitute and the saint
I am the wife and the virgin
I am the mother and the daughter
I am the arms of my mother
I am barren and my chldren are many
I am the married woman and the spinster
I am the woman who gives birth and she
who never procreated
I am the consolation of the pain of the birth
I am the wife and the husband
And it was my man who created me
I am the mother of my father
I am the sister of my husband
And he is my rejected son.
Always respect me,
For i am the shameful and the magnificient one.

.....like all prostitutes,she was also born both innocent and virgin,and as an adolescent,she dreamt of meetin the man of her life(rich,handsome,intelligent)

.....after all the time I've spent with the people who came here,I've reached the conclusion that sex has come to be used as some knd of drug;in order to escape reality,to forget about problems to relax.And like all drugs,this is a harmful and destructive practice.....

......my aim is to understand love.I know how alive I felt when I was in love,and i know that everything that i have now,however interesting it might seem,doesn't really excite me. ...i see that those who touched my heart failed to arouse my body and those who aroused my body failed to arouse my heart.

......life moves very fast.It rushes you from heaven hell in a matter of seconds.

LIKE FLOWING RIVER
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Be like the flowing river,
silent in the dark,
Be not afraid of the dark
If there are stars in the sky,reflect them back,
If there are clouds in the sky,
Remember,clouds like the river,are water
So,gladly reflect them too,
in your own tranquil depths.

CHITRA:
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....it seemed to me that I had,on opening my eyes,died to all realties of life and undergone a dream birth into shadow land.Shame slipped to me like loosened clothes.Iheard this call,"Beloved,my Beloved!"And all my forgotten livesunited as one and responded to it.

.....i said,"Take me,take all i am!'And i stretched out my arms to him.The moon set behind the trees.Our curtain of darkness covered all.Heaven and earth,time and space,pleasure and pain,death and life merged togethe in an unbearable ecstacy......

.......with the first gleam of light,the first twitter of birds,i rose up and sat leaning on my left arm.He lay asleep with vague smile upon his lips like the crescent moon in the morning......

.....the rosy red glow of the dawn fell upon his forehead.I sighed and stood up.i drew together leafy lianas
to screen the screaming sun from his face.I looked about me and found the same old earth.I remember what i used to be,and ran and ran like a dear afraid of her own shadow,though the forest path strewn with shephali flowers. ....i found a lively nook,and sitting down covered my face with both hands,and tried to weep and cry.But no tears came to my eyes.....

......the rarest completion of life's desire,the first union of love was proffered to me,but was wrested from my grasp......

.......i found that my body had been my own rival....

......skill and grace,the twin brother and sister are dancing mayfully on you fingertips.....

....tonight in its last hour let my beauty flash its brightest,like the final flicker of a dying flame...

....i will smilinglypour out the for you,the wine of pleasure in the cup of his own beauteous body....

.....illusion is the first appearance of Truth.She advances towards her lover in disguise.But a time comes when she throws off her own ornaments and veils and stands clothed in naked dignity. I grope for that ultimate you,that bare simplicity of truth.....

.....if your babe,whom i am nourishing in my womb,be born a son,i shall myself teach him to be a second Arjuna and send him to you when the time comes,& then at last you will truly know me.Today i can only offer you,CHITRA,the daughter of a King.....

.......Beloved,my life is full.

TRUTH,LOVE AND A LITTLE MALICE
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.......if you would not be forgotten,as soon as dead or rotten,either write things worth reading or do things worth writing......

....the first question the panel of three membersasked me as why i wanted to get into the ICS.I replied candidly that i knew i had little chances of making it,but since it was regarded as a test of intellegentsia,I thought I would have a go at it.They laughed.....

...... a common prostitute renders more service to the society than a lawyer.If anything,the comparison is unfair to the whore.She at least serves a social need and gives her clients' pleasure for their money;a lawyer doesn't even do that.....

...... i was up early in order to get to the Red Fort tosee the Union Jackcome down and the Indian tricolour
go up.Once again,the whole route was crowdedwith people goingon foot.........tears of joy blessed my vision........

...........i would hit back,put in my letter of resignation and tell him to stuff it up his dirty bottom.....

......we have a lot of experience dressing gentleman and ladies who have passed on but we have never handled the Indian Lady.i wanted to know how a saree is draped in the body.So, i thought,i would personally come to your Embassy to get the know-how........

........the Daily Herald carried a large Photograph of Nehru with Lady Mountbatten in her neglige opening the door for him.The caption read,"Lady Mountbatten's Night Visitors".It also informed its readers that Lord Mountbatten was in London.Our PM's liasion with Lady Erwina had assumed scandolous proportions.The Herald photographer had taken the chance of catching them if not in a FLAGARANTE DELICTO,at least in preparations for it.He had got his scoop.When i went to see Menon,he looked at me again and said that PM is furious with me......

.........two evenings before Nehru was due to leave,heinvited Lady Mountbatten to a quiet dinner for two
at a great restaurant in Soho.The restaurant owner recognized them and rang up the press conference to get the publicity for his joint.The next morning's paper carried photographs of twositting close to each other........

........as one suffering from migraine takes aspirin for relief,i sought relief through liqueur.........

.......if no. of trees claimed by govt media to have been planted at Vana Mahotsava was correct,the whole of India would be a vast jungle by now.....

.......Bombay discharges the sewage of its ten millions or more inhabitants into the sea close to the land with incoming tides;used condoms can be picked up in shallows.Thestench of human shit prevails over some parts of the seafronts.Since it has very few public conveniences,its beggars smell of stale wine.....

.......a working woman develops an electra complex and sees in her boss as a benign combination of of her father,lover,or a newly acquired husband......

.......the redness in our eyes have no secrets,if u have cried we too have wept.....

......i don't know whether compulsive talking is a psyciatric,congential,inherited or acquired disease.It progresses with age and ends with senility.It is a malaise which has been allowed to grow unchecked.It needs to be takn much seriously.......

........i came to know that the concept of God is like a Gas balloon which will burst on contact with pin of truth।Or perhaps it is a bunch of gas balloons of differrent colours flated by different religions and given different names.The one thing these coloured balloons have in commomn is that they have nothing in them except hot air.In the religion i have evolved for myself & recommend to my readers,God has no place........

....work is worship but worship is not work.....

....thethird battle of Panipat waslost by Marathas who outnumbered their Afghan adversariestentoonebecausetheir commander gaveearto Rajya Jyotishi instead of using his commomn sense.In 1962,when 8planets were in conjunction(ashta graha),ourastrologers proclaimedthat on 3rd Feb at 5:30pm,the world would come to an end.Trains,plains and buses went empty.People stayedin their homeswith theirfamilies.Tonnes ofghee were burnt in performing havanstopropitiate the gods.Nothing happened but Indiawas made to look foolish and backwards in the eyesof the world.Not a single astrologerforecasttheassassination of Indira Gandhi or her son.Rajiv.Many claimed as is their practice to have doneso after the event.All the horoscopes of my friendCharanjit Singh had cast for himself promised him over seventy years oflife.The daughter of a well known astrologerwhose forecast i published in Hindustan Times and who is consulted by the PMand member of the Cabinet had her marriage arranged after meeting her horoscopewith that ofher husband-to-be.The marriage broke up within a month.

.....belief in the occult persists.Mrs Gandhi had Tantric rites performed in her hometo combat evil forces;Rajiv Gandhi was persuaded by Home Minister Buta Singh and Speaker Balram Jakharto seek the blessings of Deoraha Baba,who sat nakedalofta tree.He touchedtheir foreheadwith his big toe!A fewweeks later Rajiv lost his Prime Ministership,Buta Singh and Jakhar were defeated in Parliamentary elections.Many CM's practice black magic today.Nothing more approxiamtes to haram ki kamai (illicit earnings) then made outof the complexity of the gallible.I would recommend religious censure again practice of astrology.

WINGS OF FIRE
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My mother you transformed me into pious strength,
With kneeling and bowing five times
For the grace of the Almighty only,My Mother
Your strong pity is your children's strength,
You always shared your best with whoever needed the most,
You always gave,and gave with faith in Him
I still remember the day when I was ten
Sleeping on your lap to the envy of my elder brothers and sisters
It was full moon night,my world only you knew
Mother!!My Mother!!
When at midnight I woke with tears falling on my knee
You knew the pain of your child,My Mother
Your caring hands,tenderly removing the pain
Your love,Your care,Your faith gave me strength
To face the world without fear & with his strength
We wil meet again on the great Judgement Day.
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.....a good student can learn more from a bad teacher than a poor student from even a skilled teacher.....

.....to suceed in life and achieve results,you must understand and master three mighty forces-desire,belif and expectation...

......for me science has always been the path to spiritual enrichment and self realisation.......

.....everything solid,thus contains much empty space within and everything stationary contains great movement within.....
......embarased by praise but honoured by recognition.......
......between the conception and the creation,between the emotion and the response lies the shadow.......

.......if you wan't to live your footprints on the sands of time,don't drag your feet.....

......knowledge is a tangible asset,quiteoftenthe most important tool in your work,the more upto date knowledge you possess the more fre you are....
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.......you may charge with murder--or want of sense
(we are all of us weak at times)
But the slightest approach to a false pretence was never among my crimes....

.....Let craft,ambition,sprite
Be quenched in Reason's right,
Till weakness turns to might
Til what is dark be light,
Till what is wrong be right.
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.....know where you are going.The great thing in the world is not knowing so much where we stand and in what direction we are moving.
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.....do not look at Agni as an entity directed upwards
to deter the ominous or exhibit the pride.It isfire in the heartof an Indian.Don't give it the formof a missile as it clings to the burning pride of this nation and thus is bright.....
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......God has not promised skies always blue,flowers strewn pathways.All our life through,God has not promised,Sun without rain,Joy without sorrow,Peace without pain,but God has promised strength for the day,Rest for the labour,Light for the way.......
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......I am a well in this great land
Looking at its million of boys and girls
To draw from me
The inexhaustible divinity
And spread his grace everywhere
as does the water drawn from a well.
I don't wish myself to set as an example to others,but I believe
that a few readers may draw inspirations andcome to experiencethe ultimate satisfaction which can only be found in the life of the spirit.......
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IGNITED MINDS
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The tree of life:
You the human race are the best of my creations
You will live and live
And give till you are united
In happiness and pain
My bliss will be born in you
Love is continuum,
That is the mission of humanity
You will see everday in the life Tree
You learn and learn
My best of creations.

Spirituality must be integrated with education.Self realization is the focus.Each one of us must become aware of our higher self.We are links of a great past to a great future.We should ignite our dormant inner energy and let it guide our lives.The radiance of such lives embarked on constructive endeavourwill bring peace,prosperity and bliss to the nation.

.......if I were to look over the whople world to find out the country most richly endowedin the wealth,power and beauty that nature can bestow -in some parts a very paradise on earth-I should point to India............(Abraham Lincoln).....

Song Of Youth
Me and My Nation ....India

As a young citizen of India,
Armed with technology,knowledge and love for my nation,
I realize small aim is a crime.

I wil work and sweat for a great vision
The vision of transforming India into a developed nation
Powered by econmic strength with value system.

I am one of the citizens of a billion,
Only the vision wil ignite the billion souls
It has enered into me
The ignited souls compared to any resource
On the earth,above the earth & under the earth.

I will keep the lamp of knowledge burning
To achieve the vision--DEVELOPED INDIA
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INDIA 2020:A VISION FOR THE NEW MILLINEUM
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.....somewhere down the linein our long history,we appearto have lost faith in ourselves........

......the mythical foreign superiority isvouched for,sometimes bypeople who ought to knowbetter.Theysimplycan't believe that we too can aspirefor,and acieve excellence intechnology.I have in my possession a glossy superbly produced German calendar with maps of Europe & Africa based on Remote Sensing,when people are told that the satellite that took picture was Indian Remote Sensing Satellite,they find it hard to believe.Then they have tobe shown the credit line under the picture.

......did it make him proud of India and Indian creativity ??I don't know,but it is true that in India we have forgotten our creative heroes....

.........we aren't alone inthinking for a vision for 2020.Manyothers are thinking oftheir future,and are striving hardto make a better future for themselves........

........I have presented the results in several forums to various persons;young andold.I find them uniformlyenthusedabout thevision and they want to be something soon.Therein lies our strenth.We haven't really topped the full potential of our multi-institutional networked strengths.I hobe these documents willprovide such an oportunity.I firmly believe that ignited minds are powerful resources.Can we trigger
the young man in National Development.YES WE CAN......

......indeed one's faith in one's plans and methods are truly tested when the horizon before one isthe blackest........

........India is a nation of billion people.A nation's progress depends upon how its people think.It is thoughts which are transformed into actions.India has to think as a NATION of a billion people.Let the young
minds blossom-full of thoughts,the thoughts of prosperity.....

Courtesy
Mihirjha

Gossips-I

....today i shall talk. I had been trying to do it for long but then for one reason or the other i couldn't.

So,finally this 7th semester results are also out।and i have cleared all papers.It is a surprise to me once again.Perhaps the funda that "study never,clear papers" is the only thing true about this comic episode of 4yrs and 8 semesters.I repent why did i study in 3rd and 4th sem.

...no,never. I don't have the guts to analyze last three and a half years.The only thing true about me and my fate is that each coming year that i spend comes with much higher degree of toughness,sometimes compelling me to think as to why am i alive.Useless to plan anything again.Nothing works.Sometimes i think why not quit all these and get a ticket to the d.c balcony where my dearest and all time dearest HE rests???

...but then the man sitting above is an unparallelled and a cunning strategist I know what he intends.I also know that he shan't let me achieve anything that i ever dreamt.I was always pious in my opinion.Always ready and prompt to give the best that i have at my disposal but then i fail everytime in that hide and seek game with destiny.No more regrets.I am cool in the secluded corner of my room,all alone with my ipod and with complete darkness at my disposal.

....with HE having left,things back there in every sphere of my life offspinning,I no more have the guts to fight.I have given up.I quit.I bow down.I opt not to fight.Come what may,i no more have any dreams.Rather sometimes i think,i no more have the rights to dream.

I no more have a friend who can understand the Man within this Label.I have opted to writing considering the fact that it may help me ease off.I shall share my feelings with myself on my blog.Ya one more thing that i wanted to clearify, here only is that i don't need those words of consolidation from anyone whom i have not given the links personally.Make it clear.I am a perfect hardliner.Sorry,if it has hurt anyone of you.I never intend to hurt yet, knowingly or unknowingly, i must admit that my words often cause an unintentional uproar amongst my pals.That never means that i hate anyone of you. I love you.I love the child within you but at the sametime i hate you.I hate that child within you which is postgraduating at such a tender age to the degree of a priveleged showoff identity.I hate the same child within me too.

I have decided that i shall write henceforth for the social cause.I shall collect the good quotes from good books and put it within the column,"Quotes from my favourite books",I shall also write my experiences on some post i shall decide later on.I must thank ABINASH BHAIYYA, the only one because of whom i am on blogspot.The only comment that i have recieved uptil now was his.Look at my first post,"THE BOOST".He is a man with the qualities of both head and heart.Thanks Bhaiyya.Thanx a lot for helping me find a way to ese off so easily.I revere you.I Love you.I may write several other stuffs as i m writing rigt now without any heading or with newer versions of this heading only,e.g.Gossip-II and keep talking to myself.It may bore you but then i have no option.

No sooner had i launched My blogspot that Akhila,a postgraduate from chennai, working in amazon.com offered me to freelance for her online magazine which she stylishly calls e-zine.I have accepted that and shall definitely write as long as i have not joined MPHASIS EDS in mangalore in Oct2k8.My works in that e-zine shall be in loving memory of VISHAL,the only one who knew my potentials as a writer.I have written the first one.I have put a lot of effort and wanna do something on the pattern of Dinkar or Swami Vivekanand,if i am not becoming overambitious.I don't know where shall it drive me.Frankly speaking,I even don't want to know these things.Jo hoga dekha jayega yar.Load nahin lene ka.
If you wanna read that article you can Click on the link below in block bold letters.Do leave your comments there on the e-zine.It will please me.You might be thinking what a chatter this nonsense fellow is??True said.No complaints.I apologize for the precious time that you spent reading all the nonsense stuff that i put above and also thank you for the same.Finally a word to my beloved blog,"I LOVE YOU".
My First Article in e-zine:
INDIA:DREAM OR REALITY??

My second one in e-zine
The New Parameter of Economy
Bye Bye,
Mihir,the man within...

Ishq Wishq Pyar Wyar

"Love happens but once & only once.
If it repeats,which normally it doesn't,
That means first one was not love...but
then what is love??A religion??A philosophy??
A Hide & Seek game??Worship??A
metaphysical concept??A step to renounce
the worldly pleasure??Means to take the
two to gen-next??An assasin bug??An autorun.inf
Virus??A creeper??Rictus??Fashion??Sex??Confusion??
Here's a description of how a majority of them
germinate,grow,mature,flourish and end up
even before society rejoice their existence?"

..you Behold her:waugh!awesome!bewitching!
quaint!and here's hoe you approach....
Maine shayad tumhe pehle bhi kahin dekha hai,
Ajanabi si ho magar gair nahin lagti ho,
Waham se bhi jo ho najuk wo yakeen lagti ho,
Mere khwabon se bhi tum mujhko hasin lagti ho!

..you Field for her basking in the Sun,yet feel:
Sharabi Sharabi ye mausam na hota
agar is mein range mohabbat na hota.

..you determine:Isko to pata ke hi chhorenge:
Phalak ko jeed hai jis jagah bijliyan girane ki
Mujhe bhi jid hai usi jagah ashiyan basane ki.

..meet her and confirm for the next:
Phir milogi kabhi is baat ka wada kar lo
Mujh se ek aur haseen mulaqat ka wada kar lo.

..life seems to be on a roller coaster driver
Tere paas akar mera waqt gujar jata hai
Ghari-do-ghari ke liye gham jane kidhar jata hai.

..you are looking at the world's most beautiful
eyes.Hey is that Aish....!
Teri ankhon ke siwa duniya mein rakha kya hai
Ye uthe subah ho chale ye jhuke shaam dhale
Mera Jeena mera marna inhin palkon ke tale.

.....item tho phasi Guru:
Tere husn ki kya tarif karoon
Kuchh kahte hue bhi darta hun
Kahin bhul se tu na samajh baithe
Ki main tujh se mohabbat karta hun.

Chaman ke phool bhi tujhko gulab kahte hain
Humi nahin sabhi tumhe lajawab kahte hain

...kitni C-imple hai yar....Cool na...
dekh lena committment khojegi.. :
Jhuki-Jhuki si nazar beqarar hai ki nahin
Daba daba sa sahi dil mein pyar hai ki nahin
Tum apni dil ki jawan dharkanon ko ginke bata
Meri tarah hi wo beqarar hai ki nahin
Teri ummeed pe thukara raha hun duniya ko
Tujhe bhi apne pe aitbaar hai ki nahin.

Teri ek nazar ki baat hai meri jindagi ka sawaal hai
Mujhe kyun na ho teru aarzoo teri zustzoo hi bahaar hai

..dekh larki pura line pe hai,
propose mar de der mat kar,
go ahead!Come on u can do it :
Aisi nazaron se agar dekha apne
Sharm se rang gulnaz ho jayega
ap yuhin agar mujhse milti rahin
Dekhiye ek din pyar ho jayega.

Meri to duniya hi badal gayi yar.. :
Bahut shukriya bari meharbani
Meri Jindagi mein huzoor aap ayin
Qadam choom loon ya karoon main kya
samajh mein na aye.

...i really love her yar........
Mera pyar wo hai ki markar bhi tumk
Juda apni bahon se hone na dega
Khuda agar mujhko jannat bhi bakshe
use iske badale tujhe mang le ga.

..abe ae tu kya bola uske bare mein be
woh meri jaan ha........ Possessive :
Tumhe chhin le nujhse koi
mera pyar yun besahara nahin hai
Tumhara wadan ghar chandni bhi chhue
To ye bhi mujhko gawara nahin hai.
Tere husn ki tarif khuda ki duniya mein
Mere siwa koi aur kare khuda na kare.

.......and You turn out to be Ghalib........
inshaad!Inshaad!To arz kiya hai....hmm:
Kaisi haseen aaj baharon ki ye raat hai
Ek chand asman pe hai aur ek mere paas hai
O dene wale tu ne to koi Qasar na ki
Ab kisko kya mila ye muqaddar ki baat hai.

....wahwah!....Wahwah!......wahwah!
Kya baat hai!Jiyo,jiyo mere sher jiyo.....
Apka husn wo shola hai jo shabnam mein pale
Garm khushboo ki tapti hui jhokon mein pale
Kiska dil hai jo sambhale se sambhal jayega
Uska kya kahna jise apne humraaz chuna
Uski taqdir ka unwaan badal jayega
Apke paas jo ayega pighal jayega.

date pe :oh ho chhoro na..... nahin
Yun door rahkar na karo baat kareeb aa jao
Yaad rah jayegi ye rat kareeb aa jao
Ek muddat se tamanna thi tujhe chhone ki
Aj wash mein nahin jajbat qareeb aa jao.

...awesome!Meri to jindagi hi badal
gayi yar.She's really good....
Kal raat jindagi se mulaqat ho gayi
Lav tharthara rahe the magar baat ho gayi.

...and then refusals,denials,lame excuse
tum baat kyun nahin samajhte ho..?admi
ko usse pyar karna chahiye jo ki usko
pyar kare.shayad main tumhare qabil
nahi thi,sorry if i have hurt you,mujhe
ghalat mat smajhana,main tumhare saath
hamesha ek acchi dost bankar....& all rash
kaun kahta hai ki chaahat pe sabhi ka haq hai?
tu jise chahe tera pyar usi ka haq hai.

and every quotes like "jab tum kisi cheez ko
puri shiddat se chaho to puri qayanat use
tumse milane mein lag jati hai"etc. etc. seems
to be a rash and the world crumbles under
your feet,society,problems,atti many more....
Log kahte hain ki hum tumse kinara kar lein
Tum jo kah do to sanam ye bhi gawara kar lein.

.....dekh bhai jyada load nahin lene ka
usko bhi to smajhana chahiye na yar.. :
Talluk bojh ban jaye to usko torna achha
Tarruf bojh ban jaye to usko chhorna achha
Wo afsana jise anjam tak lana na ho mumkeen
use ek khoobsoorat more dekar chhorna achha.

....jo hua so achha nahin hua yar..............
Aghar mujhe na mile tum to main ye samjhunga
Ki dil ki rah se hogar khushi nahin gujari
Agha mujhe na mile tum to main ye samjhunga
Ki sirf umra kati jindagi nahin gujari.

...frustroo!!! Chal yar bar se aate hain... :
Gujarein hain aaj ishq mein hum us muqam se
Nafarat si ho gayi hai mohabbat ke naam se

.....yadein..... i can't forget her yar
Wo baharein wo chandni raatein
Humne ki thi jo pyar ki batein
Mera hathon me tera chehra tha
jaise koi gulab hota hain
Aur sahara diya tha bahon ka
Wo sahara tum bhula na payoge.

Yaad me teri jag jag ke kar raat bhar karwaten badalte hain
Har ghari dil mein tere dheeme-dheeme charag jalte hain

...chhor hata yar apni
to kismat hi kharab hai...
Woh tere pyar ka gham
Ek bahana tha sanam
Apni kismat hi kuchh aisi thi
Ki dil toot gaya sanam.

Apni kismat mein pehle hi se kuchh to gham tha
Aur kuchh tumhari fidrat pe wafa bhi kam tha
Warna ghairon ki tarah hum bhi apke pyare hote.

....Fucking life......
Ghar se chala tha main
to khushi ki talash mein
gham rah mein khare the
saath ho liye khud
dil se dil ki baat kahi
Aur ro liye.

Maine dil se kaha dhoondh lana khushi
Nasamajh laya gham to ye gham hi sahi.

Palat ke su-e chaman ko dekhne se kya hoga
Wo shaakh hi na rahi jo thi aashiyan ke liye.

Curses!some self imposed exile...ohho...
Phalak mein jitne sitarein hain wo bhi sharmae
Wo dene wale mujhe itni jindagi de de
Yahi dua hai meri maut bhi na aye mujhe.

Beete hue lamho ki kashak saath to hogi
Khwabon hi mein ho chahe mulaqat to hogi
Lamba hai safar ismein kahin raat to hogi
Kuchh paas ho na ho paas ye saugad do hogi.

....solace...consolation...quotes
"these grape are sour...
Chhor dein saari duniya kisi ke liye
Ye munasib nahin aadmi ke liye
Pyaar se bhi jaroori kayi kam hain
Pyaar sab kuchh nahin jindagi ke liye.

i tried lata,rafi,mukesh,mahendra
kapoor ghalib,and many more but then i faced back,
rather several year backs no provisions for supple.
leave it,its not my cup pf tea..yun to akela gir ke sambhal sakta tha main,manga tha use duniya ke
liye,mujhe to is duniya ki fikra ho rahi hai yar...bhagawan hi maalik kya hoga ab!!chalo phir
Khuda Hafiz.
Courtesy
Mihir Jha

Be a Man,My Son

If You can keep your head when all about you
are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired of waiting,
Or being lied about,don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet look too good,nor too wise:

Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave you life to,broken,
And stood and builds up with worn out tools
If you can make one heap of all you winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose,and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and
sinew to serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the will which says to them:"Hold on!"

If you can dream and not make dreams your master;
If you can think and make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with triumph and Disaster and
treat those to imposers just the same.

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings nor lose your common touch,
If neither foes nor living friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you,but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And which is more you'll be a Man,My son.

Extracted from Old Book
Courtesy
Mihir Jha

Anyway......

What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight.
Build it anyway.
Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable.
Be honest and frank anyway.
The good yoy do today will be forgotten tomorrow.
Do good anyway.
People are unreasonable,illogical and self-centered.
Love them anyway.
The biggest people with biggest ideas can be shot down by the smallest minds.
Think big anyway.
What's new may be so
or may be old ideas in new forms.
Try the new anyway.
If you are successful,you will win false and true enemies.Succeed anyway.
Great ideas don't always get translated into great realities
Keep trying anyway.
People favour underdogs
But follow only top dogs.
Fight for some underdogs anyway.
If you do good,people will accuse you of selfish ulterior motives.
Do good anyway.
Give the world the best you have
and you'll get kicked in teeth.
Give the world the best you have anyway.
Extracted from Some Old book
Courtesy
Mihir Jha

My Favourite Quotes

*There is only one thing bitter than learnin from experience and that is not learning from experience.

*Winning is a habit unfortunately so is losing.

*I don't know the key to success but the key to failur is to keep others happy.

*Don't change with the change; but change before the change.

*Hold fast to dreams,for if dreams die,Life is abroken winged bird that cannot fly.

*We do not normally plan to fail but we fail to plan.

*Life grows great only when it is planned.

*You must learn to accept defeat without being defeated.

*When an elephant is in trouble even a frog will kill him.

*Faith transcends reason.It is when the horizon is darkest and human reason is beaten down to the to
the ground that faith shines brightest and comes to our rescue.

*Hope and fear go arm in arm.There is no fear without hope,nor hoping without fear.

*You make more friends in two months by becoming genuinely interested in other people than you can in
two years by trying to get other people interested in you.

*Direction is more important than speed.We areso busy looking after speedometers that we forget the
milestones.

*The heights by great men reaced and kept were not attained by sudden flight,But they while their
companions slept were toiling upward in the night.

*If you have hard work to do,Do it now! Today the skies are blue,Tomorrow clouds may come in view
Yesterdayu is not for you;Do it now.

*Personally I am very found of strawberries and cream,but I find that for some strange reason fish
prefer worms.So when I go fishing,I don't think about what I want.I think about what they want.

*The mechanics of running a business are really not very complicated when you get down to essentials
You have to make some stuff to sell it to somebody for more than it cost you.THat's about all there is
to it,except for a few million details.

*If you want to get a thing done give it to the busiest executive.

*If you plant for a year,plant corn.If you want to plan for 3 years,plant a tree.But ,if you want to plan
for 10 years,plant men.

*If a melon clashes with a knife,it is suicide not heroism.

*If the camel didn't knelt down,it couldn't have been loaded.

*Look towrds the sunshine and the shadow shall disappear.

*of us has in him a continent of undiscovere talent,blesse is he who acts the columbus of his
own soul.

*We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of but others judge ourselves with what we have already
done.

*When a man feels throbbling within him the power to do what he undertakes as well as it can possibly
this is happiness,this is success.

*Happiness is ajourney not a destination.Happiness is to be found along tje way,not at the end of the
road--------for the journey is over and it is too late.

*People tend to look upon successful people as they appear to be now.They overlook the many years
of hard work,failure,frustrations,and problems all encountered,lots conquered all along the way.

*There is nothing more difficult to take in hand,mor perilous to conduct,or mor uncertain in it's success
than to take a lead in the introduction of a new order of things.

Courtesy
Mihir Jha(Collected over a long time)

SWAMI:NUGGETS OF WISDOM

"Life is the unfoldment and development
of a being under circumstances tending
to press it down.The harder the circum
stances press the more the man within
you unfolds".

"Ye divinities on earth-sinners! It is a sin
to call a man so;it is a standing libel on human nature.Come up,O lions and shake off the delusion that you are sheep;you are souls immortal,spirits free,blest and eternal;ye are not matter,ye are not bodies;matter is your servant,not you the servant of matter".

"If you have faith in three hundred and thirty millions of mythological gods,and in all the gods which foreigners have introduced into your midst,and still have no faith in yourselves,there is no salvation for you.Have faith in yourselves and stand up on that faith".

"The history of the world is the history of a few thousand men who had faith in themselves that faith calls out the divinity within.You can do anything.You fail only when you do not strive sufficiently to manifest that infinite power.As soon as a man or a nation loses faith in himself or itself,death comes.Believe first in yourself and then in god."

"He is an atheist who doesn't believe in himself.THe old religion said that he was an atheist who didn't believe in God;the new religion says that he
is an atheist who doesn't believe in himself".

"If you seek your own salvation,you will go to hell.It is the salvation of others that you might seek;and even if you have to go to hell working that is worth more than to gain heaven by seeking your own salvation".

"So long as the millions die in hunger and ignorance,I hold every man a traitor who,having been educated at their expense,pays not the least heed to them!"

"I claim that no destruction of religion is necessary to improve the Hindu society,and that this state if society exists not on account of religion,but because religion has not been applied as it should have been".

"Let there be but a dozen lion-souls in each country,lions who have broken their own bounds,who have touched the Infinite,whose whole soul is gone to Brahman,who care neither for wealth,nor power,nor fame,and these will be enough to shake the world".

"This life is short ,the vanities of the world are transient,but they alone live who live for others,the rest are more dead than alive".

"As I grow older I find that I look more and more for greatness in little things.Anyone will be great in a great position.Even the coward will grow brave in the glare of the footlights.The world looks on!More and More the true greatness seems to me that of the worm doing its duty silently,stadily from moment to moment and hour to hour".

"Each soul is potentially divine.The goal is to manifest this divinity within by controlling nature,external and internal.Do this either by work,or worship,or psychic control,or philosophy--- by one or more of all these---and be free.This is the whole of religion.Doctrines or Dogmas or rituals or books or temples or forms are but secondary details."

"Each soul is a star,and all stars are set in that infinite azure,that eternal sky,the Lord.There is the root,the reality,the real individuality of each of these stars that had passed beyond our horizon,and ended in finding them all in God,and ourselves in the same place".

"There must be no fear.No begging,but demanding---demanding the highest.The true devotees of the
Mother are as hard as adamant and as fearless as lions.They are not the
least upset if the whole universe crumbles into dust at their feet!Make her listen to you.None of that cringing to Mother!Remember,She is all powerful.She can make heroes even out of stones!"

"How can we have the heart to put a morsel into our mouth when our countrymen have not enough wherewith to feed or clothe themselves ?........Let us throw away all pride of learning and study of shastras and all sadhanas for the attainment of personal Mukti---and going from village to village devote our lives to the service of poor,and by convincing the rich men about their duties to the masses, through the force of our character and spirituality and austere living,get money and the means wherewith to serve the poor and the distressed.Alas! Nobody in our country thinks for the low,the poor and the miserable!Those that are the backbone of the nation,whose labour produces food,those whose one day's strike from work raises a cry of general distress in the city---Where is the man in our country who sympathises with them,who shares in their joys and sorrows?......Unless they are elevated,The Great Mother India will never awake!...What I see as clear as daylight is that the same Brahman,the same shakti is in them as in me!Only there is a difference in the degree of manifestation---that is all.In the whole history of the world have you ever seen a country rise unless there was a uniform circulation of the blood all over its body??Know this for certain,that no great work can be done by that great body,one limb of which is paralysed. ..........After so much Tapasya,(ascetism) I have known that the highest truth is this:He is present in every being!These are all the manifold forms of Him.There is no other God to seek for!He alone is worshipping God who serves all Human beings."

"""On his death..: It may be that I shall find it good to get outside my body---to cast it off like a worn out garment.But I shall never cease to work!I shall inspire men everywhere ,until the world shall know hat it is one with God"

"It is we who are responsible for our own degradation.Our aristrocatic ancestors went 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 and millions of the descendants of Gods and of sages have become next door neighbours to brutes???Do you feel that millions are starving today,and millions have been starving their for ages???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 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 this living death?Yet that is not all.Have you got the will to surmount mountain high obstructions???If the whole world stand against you,sword in hand,would you still dare to do what you think right??? ........If you have these three things,each one of you shall work miracle"" .

Courtesy
Mihir Jha(Collected from A Short life of Swami Vivekanand in Std.IX)

Life's Topsy Turvy

This Life is a very topsy-turvy affair;
Each chapter having its own share.

You are a child in a cradle,
And your Father teaches you alphabets and digits.

You are a mewling liliput,
And your mom teaches you use spoon and forks.

You don't know what nations and LOCs mean,
And your syllabus teaches you fundamental rights.

You don't know mathematics and biology,
And your guide inspires you for Engineering and Medical.

You don't know friends and friendship,
And your neighbours teach your rivals and also rivalry.

You don't know what a full moon and a cold breeze means,
And the nature teaches you Eclipses and Tsunami.

You refuse the rest of the world for her,
And she cares for all except you.

You grow,mature and retire living each day,
And inspite learn not actually to live even for a day.

Each day you do die several deaths ,
Yet you never know how to die.

This Life is a very topsy-turvy affair;
Each chapter having its own share.
Composed by
Mihir Jha.

It Couldn't Be Done....

Somebody said that it couldn't be done,
But he with a chuckle replied
That "may be it couldn't" but he would be one
Who wouldn't say so till he tried.
So he buckled right in with trace of a grin on his face
If he was worried he did it.He started
to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn't be done, and he did it.

Somebody scoffed,"Oh you'll never do that
At least no one ever has done it".
But he took off his coat and he took off his hat,
And the first thing we knew he'd begun it.
With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin
Without any doubting or quiddit,
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn't be done,and he did it.

There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,
There are thousands to prophesy failure,
There are thousands to point out to you one by one,
The dangers that wait to assail you,
But just buckle in with a bit of grin,
Just take off your coat,and go to it:
Just start in to sing as you tackle the thing
THat "cannot be done",and you'll do it.

Extracted From Somewhere

Courtesy

Mihir Jha

Do You Know??

If one knows and knows that he knows not,
And accepts that he knows not;
He is a student ideal,
Teach Him.

If one knows and knows not that he knows,
And says he knows not;
He is distracted,
Guide Him.

If one knows and knows that he knows ,
And claims that he knows;
He is a leader,
Follow Him.

If one knows & knows that he knows
And claims that he knows not;
He is a Silent Killer,
Fear Him.

If one knows not & knows that he knows not,
Yet claims that he knows;
He is an idiot,
Fuck Him Off.

Composed by
Mihir Jha.

INDEPENDENT INDIA... ???

Well, Yesterday it was when i dreamt,
The nicest of the dreams ever dreamt.
The angel took me back to the magical night,
Where none had the patience to wait for the daylight.
Jubilant in mood and dashing in style,
Growling with confidence & heads held high,
The Indians defined their tryst with desiny.
The nation had become cynosure of world'eyes.
On the ramparts of the Red Fort tricolour hoisted,


For a nation which was redefined and reinstated.
Be it a child in a cradle or an oblivion;
Everyone rejoiced on the lovely dawn of freeom.
With the tides rippling & the birds chirping,
The atmosphere was all geared and charged.
The mild breeze generated a whirlpool of enthusiasm,
I swear the nation was in its full tune.
From a secluded corner of the house to the carefree sky,
The eyes of every Indian glowed with pride and joy.


For it was not a nine day wonder instead
Millions had sacrificed their lives indeed.
Azad,Bhagat..... numerous are names
But words fall short to describe their fame
To the father of the nation had a special tribute,
The torch bearer possessed an undying spirit,
For which every great leader gave him salute,
Remember his principles of truth,non-violence & tacit
Revolutionized by the idea of Gandhian thoughts,
I couldn't betray myself to join the mob
Some contributions at least if not lot.

But Maama woke me up & I'd no option but to sob,
The next was the dawn of the 54th Independece Day,
The stage was all set in a fascinating way.
Once again flags hoisted & speeches delivered,
Vows taken,Pledges made & words given
But, no never from the depth of truth,
And from the hearts of a Patriot ,
But from a narrow or rater hollw mind
Of some devils sitting on the nation's development chariot.


Ther it is where i see as clear as daylight:
That a country studded studded with stars of freedom,
Being reinstated in the reign of terror and corruption.
Decades past the eyes which glowed with patriotism,
Appears to be fuse of confusion & desperation.
The land which had earned freedom by non violence
Has now become the stage where death dances nudily.
The nation which was united irrespective of diversities
Is now broken in the fragments of narrow domestic walls.


The state where leadres didn't even put morcels into their mouth seeing others starved
Is led by the leaders stone blind and stone deaf.
Quite sure and certain of cataclysm
Our graeat ancestors soul in small chunks of meat
Are fed to the Neta falcons in greed.
Nehru,Gandhi.... the names mayremain alive,
But the ideals and principles have all died.
Humans, Nations & Patriots may survive
But Humanity,Nationhood & Patriotism have all died
And here is it where we are left in a dilemma
And forced to think : Is it an INDEPENDENT INDIA????

Composed by
Mihir Jha(on the then scenario in Aug.2001)

THE MINERVA TEACHER

Sky was not the limit for me
When i was at the paramount of my career tree,
Bars, Friends & drink swere the world for me
God graciously I lacked none of the three.

Years appeared to have passed overnight
College desks had turned to the green table,
I quickly made the debut and caught the delight
Entitled as 'The Don', I liked the label.

I went on & on unstopped in the filthy world
Perhaps heading to overtake,'The King' on the globe,
Sitting in a palace flooded with gold
I never knew my misfortune prayed my hearth.

Dead drunk in a moonlit night,
I drove fast to catch the flight,
But met an accident while turning to the right,
It snatched from me my eyesight.

I regained the conscious in a heavenly lap
Just a mild touch refreshed my juvenile back
I still remember amidstmeand her there was no gap,
The lady teacher always showed me the right track.

I lied lachrymose like a mewling Liliput
She understood my lamenting face and easily excused
Even her eyes shed & she embraced
I sensed a refulgence and the priggery vanished.

She was a galaxy of love and a sea of compassion,
Every iota of which she donated in magnanimity,
And I realized shegave me a third eyein donation,
I'd no gem to reciprocate than to correct my lifestyle.

Composed by
Mihir Jha(Dedicated to My Eng. Teacher Mrs S.Gauri
When she marked me changing track and guided.I
revere her.)

MESSAGE TO KARGIL

Intruders, Intruders, O Intruders!
Cosmos knows ourtranquile nature,
But with security at stake,our brave sons;
They'redressed in a military apparel & armed with guns
No matter whether the sacrifices are in tons.

Listen, Listen, Listen!
Scorching heat or biting cold,
Doesn't matter for an Indian: whether a baby or an old;
As they cap-a-pie them with courage & make them bold,
To fight for a nationwhich in itselfisa gold.

Stop, Stop, Stop!
Ney, not even a step more,
Can't you see death's there screaking at the door?
Just a step forward willmake its entrance sure,
And then willthere be anything but ashes on the floor?

Behold, Behold, Behold!
Rightwards is his succesor and leftwards is the Death,The Don;
As the right promised before the left could grab,
That he willcarry out the works left undone.

Come Come Come!
There's the entire nation with open hands to welcome
The relationship of peace and mutual co-operation,
As "Universal Brotherhood had long been the principle ofthe nation,
Today we are all ready to start afresh engraving the past tensions.

Composed By
Mihir Jha(during kargil war)
Publsed in Indian Nation,Patna Edition.

THE BOOST

Try Again Try Again
You never know what you can gain,
Remember efforts never go invain,
Rather they bring success in a chain,
But only if you try again and again.

Failures do come but never mind,
For the failures and success occur in quick succession,
With failures putting a note of interrogation,
In front of you dedication and finally commanding,
The bright future to lie under you sweet possession.

Let Bygones be bygones;
For the past is gone beyond repair,
Whip up your enthusiasm & boost up your morale,
Fix up your target and be dedicated,
This is the way you can change the streaks of your thenar.

Continuous efforts; and a strong determination,
Leads you to the gateway of your desination,
For a mere practice can bring laurels to the nation,
And finally commanding the bright future,
To lie under your sweet possession.

Composed by
Mihir Jha(My first poem)
Published in Wisdom Today
July 1999 issue.