Glass full of water

A chemistry professor decided to teach his students a different lesson one day. Holding a glass of water in his hand, he asked the students, “How much do you think this glass of water weighs?” “500 grams!” came a voice from the back. “600,” said another student. “I don’t really know!” said the professor, holding the glass up to make sure everyone could see it. “And unless we weigh it, we won’t know.” With the glass still in his outstretched hand, the professor continued, “What will happen if I hold it like this for a few minutes?”

“Nothing!” came the reply. “Right, and if I hold it for an hour like this, what might happen?” “Your hand will begin to hurt,” said a student. “Indeed. And what would happen if I held the glass in my hand like this for 24 hours?”

“You would be in tremendous pain,” said one student. “Your hand will probably go numb,” said another. “Your arm will be paralysed and we’ll need to rush you to the hospital!” said a student on the last bench.

“True,” said the professor. “But notice that through all this, the weight of the glass did not change. What then causes the pain?”

The class went quiet. The students seemed puzzled.“What should I do to avoid the pain?” asked the professor. “Put the glass down!” said a student.

“Well said!” exclaimed the professor. “And that’s a lesson I want you to remember. The problems and worries in life are like that glass of water. Think about them for a while and nothing happens. But think about it a bit longer and they begin to hurt. And if you think about them all day long, you will feel paralysed – incapable of doing anything. It’s important to remember to let go of your problems. Remember to put the glass down!”
We may not have been in that classroom that day, but it’s a lesson we would all do well to remember. Put the glass down! Always. It’s not just problems and worries. Sometimes, we feel hurt and betrayed by a friend. And we carry that grudge through our lives. It grows and causes us anguish and pain. Learning to forgive – and forget – is not just good for the other people, it’s great for you. Nelson Mandela spent 27 years in jail and when he was finally freed, you can understand how angry and vengeful he must have felt. But guess what? When he became President, he invited his jailers to be present at the inauguration – in the VIP seats! If he could forgive after 27 years of suffering, surely we can too.

It is the same with our fears too. A failure or an incident in early childhood becomes a deeply entrenched fear over time. Fear of public speaking, fear of Maths, fear of rejection. You name it, and chances are, we have it. Someone gave us that glass to hold when we were little kids – ‘you are clumsy, you are no good, you can’t do it’ - and we have faithfully held on to it all our lives. ‘I can’t’ - becomes a thought that stays in our mind and grows – leading us to complete paralysis. Time to put the glass down!

The story goes that there was a hardworking man who lived a contented life with his wife and children. Every evening when he returned from work, he’d follow a ritual. Outside the door to his house were three nails. On the first one, he’d put his hat. On the second he’d hang his coat. And on the third nail, he’d unwrap an imaginary turban from his head and ‘put’ it there. A friend happened to see this and enquired what he was putting on the third nail every day.

“Those are my problems, my worries and my anger,” said the man. “I have lots of that at work, but when I come home, I remember to take it off – and leave them outside. I don’t take them home with me.” Maybe you should learn to do that too. Starting today. Put the glass down. And see the difference!

Office Office

Another day at office.. One of the best companies of INDIA.. and sadly no work to do. " The season is not suited for events" someone in company says every time he passes by. Some one else says " You came at wrong time da, we don't have much work these days"

If we are were supposed to take an overview of what a agency life or in broader terms what a corporate life means... i am pretty sure i have a had a decent idea of how things work ;)

coming back to 'playing Office Office', in office we do not have anything to do rather than tweeting, connecting on linkedin and of-course BLOGGING

The internship is an important and integral part of our course curriculum and its mandatory for us to complete it for 8 weeks.

Well if this the way i am gonna spend these 8 weeks, i may not b able to learn about the work.. but surely will learn how to kill time...
some lines came into my mind which i had read long back...

I stare at her for hours.
She stares right back at me.
With her lies the power
To set my body free.

She moves so slow it hurts.
But moves so fast at noon.
It’s with her hands she flirts.
Her face attracts the room.

She hangs just down the hall.
It’s there she lets us know,
And tells us one and all
Just when it’s time to go.

That’s why I love and hate
The way she does decieve.
She always makes me wait
For when it’s time to leave.

Don't take me wrong .. its the clock on the wall
:)Cheers

Dreams

I believe it's our dreams and aspirations that keep us moving forward in life. Our God-given destiny's help us set dreams in our hearts. But what happens when you've achieved a dream you've had for years and then it falls apart? Living dreamlessly is not some place I want to be for too long. Up until a few weeks ago I was living just that way; with no dreams. It was a day to day trek into an empty black-hole future. Stale and empty.

The End or The beginning of End

People all over the world are celebrating killing of Osama Bin Laden, who was already on death bed since so many years and even than the superpower(USA) took more than ten year to get rid of him. The world should not remain in fool paradise that terrorism has come to end with the killing of Osama. The fight against terrorism has to continue. No religion, no culture and no country support terrorism but, the so called terrorism shall continue until we eliminate its root causes and ensure justice, equality and dignity to all human beings.

What about STATE TERRORISM? The two biggest terrorists are USA on international level and MODI on national level (INDIA). There will be no peace till George BUSH and MODI are tried in the international court of law for butchering innocent people and the whole world unites to fight against REAL terrorism. Osama might have killed in thousands but USA under the leadership ofBush killed millions of innocent people in Vietnam, Iraq, Afghanistan (even in Pakistan) and now in Libya. USA got hundred of thousand Iranies killed by Saddam and is also responsible for creating Osama and Taliban. Americans are great which has been shown in electing Obama who is black and Obama is kind hearted but unable to pursue his good policies because of some bureaucrats.
In the age of Media overkill, the most gruesome casualty is truth. It dies thousand deaths every second. While Obama delayed his East Room press conference to officially announce the official death of America’s enemy number ONE: the demonic figure of Saudi Arabian national, Osama Bin Laden, the conspiracy theorists were busy making their own theories about how the whole incident could be conjectured. The following are two of the theories; all have some part which is logical, rational and/or factual :

1. Osama may still be alive and Obama have found it convenient to declare him officially dead; so he can whip up hysteria in the anticipation of coming US presidential elections. The entire drama can be stage-managed from full cooperation with the willing ally, Pakistan and its intelligence agencies working with CIA. Though it is put out that Obama’s dead body is in the possession of the US agencies, CIA is expert enough to bring in any dead body from any selected morgue, dress it up as Osama, organize photo sessions, doctor the pictures and videos in convincing the gullible world that Osama is finally, certainly and verifiably dead.

2. Osama being on dialysis, it is quite possible that he might have died of natural causes long back, as medical facilities in the caves of Afghanistan and Pakistan mountain ranges can hardly be efficient enough to sustain a fragile skeleton for so many long years in wilderness. Osama alive was America’s own need to keep using his doctored speeches released on CNN and world electronic media at convenient time, to whip up American people’s emotions so that defence projects and forays could be smoothly sanctioned. Osama alive rather than dead, was hundred times most precious for the US administration to rob billions from American people and from the world creditors, citing the ‘noble’ services that American defense and intelligence agencies were providing to America and the rest of the ‘free world’ to insulate them from the world’s most dangerous terrorist.

With American Presidential electioneering days piling up on his head, and his Republican adversaries hounding him over his lukewarm responses to world revolutions, that is threatening the peace and progress of the world, Obama and his party must have realized that a graphic killing of Osama, with gory details plastering world media’s pages and screen, will be the best way to turn the tide and pave the way to smoother re-election for the second term in White House.

khawahishyo ka samandar

Zindagi ki raah me akele hi chala jaa raha hu,
Duniya ki bheed me khud ko talash raha hu,
Khawaahisheye to sabhi ki bahut hoti hai,
Main tamanna apni manzil ko pane ki kar raha hu !!!!
Raah me dost to bahut milte hai,
Par saathi koi nahi milta,
Pal bhar to har koi saath rehta hai,
umar bhar koi saath nahi nibhata !!!!
Dil me khawahishyo ka samandar sa hai,
Lekin phir bhi mann me ek payaas si hai,
Mili to bahut si khushiya hai,
par phir bhi lagti kuch kami si hai !!!!
Chaahato ki naav aaj beech majhdhar me hai,
Akele hi isko mujhe paar lagana hai,
Nasihaton ki baarish to sab karte hai,
raahon me kai mushkile bhi mili hai,
un sabhi ko mujhe aasaan karna hai,
Aasmaan ko chhute to kai hai,
Mujhe aasmaan pe apna makaam banana hai!!!!

New life

I've been sitting around this life for years,
Not enough laughs and too many tears.
Trying to figure out where it all went,
These wasted years that I have spent.

Searching for something to go beyond,
Life's a stone skipping across a pond.
At the last skip, it hits with a splash,
Down the stone sinks, gone in a flash.

Pushing and pulling, it's tearing apart,
Poking and prodding an underused heart.
This dark velvet curtain that hides my soul,
Living this life has taken it's toll.

In a flash of bright light, the curtain is torn,
Tumbling down all tattered and worn.
Revealing new life, a child within,
Born free of hate, of suffering and sin.

Now my eyes see what has never been told,
Striving forth happy, confident and bold.
Into a world that's unfamiliar but friendly,
Into this new life my spirit will send me.

Living and laughing, loving it all,
I stood myself up and answered the call.
The darkness has gone, replaced by the light,
I gave up the darkness with hardly a fight.

I've been sitting around this life for years,
With laughter aplenty and hardly a tear.
Now I can see just where it all went,
Cherish every moment of this new life I've spent.

Nothing

Nothing seems to make sense anymore.
The townspeople are screaming in an arcane dialect,
eyes blazing and faces contorted.
Noise, it fills the streets and hallways.
Stop, pray wont you stop.
I ask not much, just silence.
Sweet, sweet silence.
Silence, the sound of inaction.

Nothing seems to make sense anymore
The shapes are indistinguishable
The parallel lines must intersect somewhere?
Perhaps they come together at the horizon
Its one continuous blur
Nothing makes sense anymore...

Now you're gone.. A song m addicted to..

Now you're gone
I realized my love for you was strong
And I miss you here now you're gone
I keep waiting here by the phone
With your pictures hanging on the wall

Now you're gone
I realized my love for you was strong
And I miss you here now you're gone
I keep waiting here by the phone
With your pictures hanging on the wall

Is this the way it's meant to be?
Only dreaming that you're missing me
I'm waiting here at home
I'll be crazy now you're gone

There's an empty place in my heart
Without my Anna it will break apart
It won't heal, it never fades away
I'll be thinking 'bout you everyday

Are you ready for take off
Now you're gone

I realized my love for you was strong
And I miss you here now you're gone
I keep waiting here by the phone
With your pictures hanging on the wall

Is this the way it's meant to be?
Only dreaming that you're missing me
I'm waiting here at home
I'll be crazy now you're gone

Now you're gone
I realized my love for you was strong
And I miss you here now you're gone
I keep waiting here by the phone
With your pictures hanging on the wall

Is this the way it's meant to be?
Only dreaming that you're missing me
I'm waiting here at home
I'll be crazy now you're gone

There's an empty place in my heart
It won't alarm me, it will break apart
It won't heal, it never fades away
I'll be thinking 'bout you everyday

Friends...

Friends.... f..r..i..e..n..d..s..

people who are not related to us but are dear to us. A person whom one knows, likes, and trusts. but does any one know how many friends we had since we were born.. in school times we had best friend.. then we grew older and had buddies.. then casual friends.. then come the fair weather friends... the list is endless
My Friend,
my companion,
through good times and bad
my friend, my buddy,
through happy and sad,
beside me you stand,
beside me you walk,
you're there to listen,
you're there to talk,
with happiness, with smiles,
with pain and tears,
I know you'll be there,
throughout the years!.....



all this and lot more... friends are our support system... we hide things from our parents but not from our friends...




but just one question??? do we really get a friend for life time... am i being offensive here???? may be.. but i have not been fortunate enough to have a friend for life... not yet..