Being at peace with ones conscience is the best feeling ever. It’s not the outer self but the inner self that makes a man or a woman. I have heard so many talks about imagination, visualization and how one can cross the biggest hurdle or achieve the biggest dream just by using these inner strengths.
Though I always believed in the power of the inner self one more incident occurred which reassured the whole concept. It is not as dramatic as it sounds but just a word from an aged saint. I usually don’t trust any of their kind only because they are very rigid in their thoughts and never agree to listen to a different point of view.
Phew!!! I always get carried away but anyway he says that all of us dream and when we do …we hear… we talk… we run… and when we do all this we do not use our physical ears, tongue, and legs. But still the emotions remain the same in every single sense.
So in fact what we feel is all because of what’s inside than what happens outside. Our body is a tool but the source of energy is within us. At this stage of life I am at peace with myself at several points but there are many areas that I am very unclear about. The worst part is I am not even sure what part I am unclear about.
This however does not stop me from trying to reach the highest level of peace. The only question being – once I am dead do I have to start over again with the entire process? Will I be aware about what I have achieved for myself till now? And if death is a continuation of life I should rather not be scared of it?
My only aim is to be at peace dead or alive……….
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
The Stranger Everyone Loves
This time wen it happened, it made me realize about this phenomena...So many times on days wen i feel really really depressed or helpless, out of nowhere sum stranger brings a smile to my face. And it feels like heaven...a transition from restlessness to serenity.
Last week on one of those days, i just got of d railway station with an attempt to reach office on time. I was getting down the stairs , when an old woman with d most wrinkled face i had ever seen dressed in a Navari Saree ( d typical green and maroon) hit me with a stick. I had rarely felt d hit wen she put out her hand towards me. She pulled me into her arm and hugged me. With her soft and tender hands she caressed me and in her eyes i saw love after such a long time..
She smiled and let me go but i wanted more of it.. I was thinking of her all day long..even now..
Often i seek solace in strangers than people i already know. But there is a reason for this..wen u confide in a friend or family there is a huge burden of expectations on your shoulder as well as your friend's. But a sudden gesture of care from a stranger is totalling unexpected and cuts through layers to reach d heart.
In fact many a times it makes me go back to d routine all rejuvenated and i don't know how but it makes me care more for friends and family than before..
I love the stranger in my life.....
Last week on one of those days, i just got of d railway station with an attempt to reach office on time. I was getting down the stairs , when an old woman with d most wrinkled face i had ever seen dressed in a Navari Saree ( d typical green and maroon) hit me with a stick. I had rarely felt d hit wen she put out her hand towards me. She pulled me into her arm and hugged me. With her soft and tender hands she caressed me and in her eyes i saw love after such a long time..
She smiled and let me go but i wanted more of it.. I was thinking of her all day long..even now..
Often i seek solace in strangers than people i already know. But there is a reason for this..wen u confide in a friend or family there is a huge burden of expectations on your shoulder as well as your friend's. But a sudden gesture of care from a stranger is totalling unexpected and cuts through layers to reach d heart.
In fact many a times it makes me go back to d routine all rejuvenated and i don't know how but it makes me care more for friends and family than before..
I love the stranger in my life.....
Thursday, July 3, 2008
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams
"The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams." -Anna Eleanor Roosevelt
Very often we meet people who look lost.....I believe they just live in the future....in other words they day dream. I like to have a control over whatever happens in my life therefore i like to discuss day dreaming than d usual night ones.
Top 5 dreams of my life
To be one of the Miss India's (FAME)
To own an island (OWNERSHIP)
To swim across a water body (ACHIEVEMENT)
To change at least one life for good (GIVING BACK)
To have my own happily ever after (LOVE).......
I want each one to come true....
Sunday, June 29, 2008
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It’s tough for a copy- paste person like me (management student that I am) to get into action, especially to employ a bunch of school dropouts. But fate drove us ( a bunch of college enthusiasts) into it or rather Yamini, a second year student who has taken up a full time job with them. 31st March, 2007 marks a special day for ME. They say we need to go beyond the syllabus, beyond books; this was the best possible opportunity to do so, where we act as a bridge between the world of opportunities and the world of lost hopes; K.S.W.A. being the facilitator.
That morning the sun was scorching stronger than ever before, as if our conviction was put to test. But we managed to assemble at the Kherwadi ground exactly at 9.00 a.m. Supporting K.S.W.A. in this endeavor were our counterparts from NMIMS, who handled the registration. But an enthusiastic lot that we were; made us go beyond a mere desk job & so we took up guidance and enquiry. The task was basically to ensure that the job seekers were not lost and were directed to the right stall.
Coming to the stalls, it’s rare to see companies like First source, H.S.B.C, L.I.C, Reliance Retail, R.K.H.S., Pizza Hut, N & Y, B.G. , Eureka Forbes, ITC to name a few, come under one roof. Should have got our CVs too….. Naah where was the time? People just barged in and with them brought in their dreams and aspirations! Batch after batch were given a snapshot of what their career plan should be like and how a job is different from a career. It was an effort to convert mere wishes into strong determinations. The way to achieve them was through the vocational training courses held at K.S.W.A. or through training and placements within the companies. Was it fruitful for them, of course it was, says ninety percent of the response taken and the rest were there for fun anyway. The reason being the sketching, dancing, singing & mehndi competitions held or perhaps, the prizes given.
Was it of use to us? ………..it has to be a big YES, where else do you interact with people who may be your future customers, centered on whom you make your future strategies. Where else can you see individuals come out of their inhibitions just because you show some amount of respect? Where else can you learn that you need nothing to survive but the will to survive? There have been experiences that each of the ten of us would want to narrate….. Experiences which moved us or may be changed at least an iota of us.
The two of them seemed lost or rather intimidated by the crowd and the ambience, but Sheetal and Nazneen somehow managed to halt at the guidance hall. Both were matriculate and wanted a life of respect and dignity. And what better place to be than here…..knowing their background one of the volunteers took them to the R.K.H.S. stall for housekeeping . The work initially did not seem flowery but the scope ahead and the thought that “there has to be a beginning somewhere drove them into accepting the offer”
There were many such Sheetals & Nazneens, the first step towards building whose career was put forth that day….. And how glad were we to be a part of all this! People came in and out and no sooner was it noon but there was no one who was hungry or thirsty or wanting a break! But at 2.30 p.m. our shift was over or rather we were relieved by some other students. We left the place with as much enthusiasm as we entered; the thought of coming the day after was rejuvenating enough.
1st April 2007, we had an afternoon shift that day. After the heavy dose of operational research and financial management we just rushed towards Kherwadi and our excitement was enough to add on a couple of more volunteers to TEAM MET.
The second day wasn’t as hectic as the first day but there was a constant inflow of people, the publicity efforts taken by the association were commendable. The fair ended at about 6.00 p.m. and there was an air of content within each of the organizer who managed to pull it off with supreme efficiency. It was evident that they were foreseeing a footfall of 5000 and more next year, which was almost double the current numbers.
But were we content is a big question …….there was emptiness within everyone one of the volunteer; as each one had to reply to their own conscience. What have we done to deserve what we have or what have these socially neglected individuals done to not deserve what we have? The past two days have been hard for each one coz it is hard to live a life of pleasures when people who know the art of living better still struggle to make ends meet.
But there is one thing that keeps us going even today that is the “will” to work towards making ourselves worth what we already have. This struggle within ourselves will now keep us intact emotionally and morally in life’s worst situations and that’s the reason we say that;
“The second opportunity was grabbed by us”
We thank K.S.W.A. and Yamini for this enriching experience.
That morning the sun was scorching stronger than ever before, as if our conviction was put to test. But we managed to assemble at the Kherwadi ground exactly at 9.00 a.m. Supporting K.S.W.A. in this endeavor were our counterparts from NMIMS, who handled the registration. But an enthusiastic lot that we were; made us go beyond a mere desk job & so we took up guidance and enquiry. The task was basically to ensure that the job seekers were not lost and were directed to the right stall.
Coming to the stalls, it’s rare to see companies like First source, H.S.B.C, L.I.C, Reliance Retail, R.K.H.S., Pizza Hut, N & Y, B.G. , Eureka Forbes, ITC to name a few, come under one roof. Should have got our CVs too….. Naah where was the time? People just barged in and with them brought in their dreams and aspirations! Batch after batch were given a snapshot of what their career plan should be like and how a job is different from a career. It was an effort to convert mere wishes into strong determinations. The way to achieve them was through the vocational training courses held at K.S.W.A. or through training and placements within the companies. Was it fruitful for them, of course it was, says ninety percent of the response taken and the rest were there for fun anyway. The reason being the sketching, dancing, singing & mehndi competitions held or perhaps, the prizes given.
Was it of use to us? ………..it has to be a big YES, where else do you interact with people who may be your future customers, centered on whom you make your future strategies. Where else can you see individuals come out of their inhibitions just because you show some amount of respect? Where else can you learn that you need nothing to survive but the will to survive? There have been experiences that each of the ten of us would want to narrate….. Experiences which moved us or may be changed at least an iota of us.
The two of them seemed lost or rather intimidated by the crowd and the ambience, but Sheetal and Nazneen somehow managed to halt at the guidance hall. Both were matriculate and wanted a life of respect and dignity. And what better place to be than here…..knowing their background one of the volunteers took them to the R.K.H.S. stall for housekeeping . The work initially did not seem flowery but the scope ahead and the thought that “there has to be a beginning somewhere drove them into accepting the offer”
There were many such Sheetals & Nazneens, the first step towards building whose career was put forth that day….. And how glad were we to be a part of all this! People came in and out and no sooner was it noon but there was no one who was hungry or thirsty or wanting a break! But at 2.30 p.m. our shift was over or rather we were relieved by some other students. We left the place with as much enthusiasm as we entered; the thought of coming the day after was rejuvenating enough.
1st April 2007, we had an afternoon shift that day. After the heavy dose of operational research and financial management we just rushed towards Kherwadi and our excitement was enough to add on a couple of more volunteers to TEAM MET.
The second day wasn’t as hectic as the first day but there was a constant inflow of people, the publicity efforts taken by the association were commendable. The fair ended at about 6.00 p.m. and there was an air of content within each of the organizer who managed to pull it off with supreme efficiency. It was evident that they were foreseeing a footfall of 5000 and more next year, which was almost double the current numbers.
But were we content is a big question …….there was emptiness within everyone one of the volunteer; as each one had to reply to their own conscience. What have we done to deserve what we have or what have these socially neglected individuals done to not deserve what we have? The past two days have been hard for each one coz it is hard to live a life of pleasures when people who know the art of living better still struggle to make ends meet.
But there is one thing that keeps us going even today that is the “will” to work towards making ourselves worth what we already have. This struggle within ourselves will now keep us intact emotionally and morally in life’s worst situations and that’s the reason we say that;
“The second opportunity was grabbed by us”
We thank K.S.W.A. and Yamini for this enriching experience.
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